FSE

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Exploration by: Pent Ghelsburg

Disclaimer: Some characters in this story and have been created for use within the context of this story. Others are the original and rightful intellectual property of their creators. I use them with permission and respect. Additionally, characters are portrayed as underage and are purely fictional. Any resemblance to real-life persons is purely coincidental. Furthermore, there is a minor sexual theme presented in this story. You have been warned.

"The only way to make sense out of change,

is to plunge into it, move with it,

and join the dance."

-Alan Watts

There are those times in life when everything is not as it seems. When all life is a flurry of confusion and uncertainty. Nothing seems to make sense, even your own thoughts or decisions. Sometimes you might not even think your in charge of these kinds of things, especially when in the thralls of adolescence. Puberty can be trying even for the most confident of kids. But of course, this is all parts of growing up and we must all deal with these changes as they come. It is often in these trying times that develop the character of a person.

Ryan was a 12-year-old boy on the precipice of being a teenager. It was the last year before he formally transformed from a boy into a man, or so he thought. Ryan lived with his parents in the suburbs of Georgia. His home town was all he knew but this summer that was all about to change. The coyote pup had been enrolled in a summer camp. Despite never having been to anything more than to a sleepover, the cub was pretty excited. The place was all the rave with the other furry kids because it was exclusive to them. It was called camp Fuzzle.

The camp had been around for several decades and was infamous for its handling of the last time it had lost a kid on a hiking excursion. The girl was eventually found hiding in the outhouse but it took several days but it was all over the news. Recently new management had taken over and the last few years they had spent rebranding themselves and improving their image. Since then they had established themselves as a respectable organization with some of the most popular extracurriculars of the summer camp variety.

As a coyote, he was rather fond of socializing and even looking forward to making new friends. However, the idea of leaving him for several weeks made him a bit nervous. Each time he mentioned it to his parents, they reassured him it was fine. As time past and it got closer and closer, his anxiety got even worse. When he finds out one of his friends was also going, it made him much more at ease and suddenly his complaining was at an end. He even shared the information with his parents, who were equally glad that he'd know at least one person going.

The friend in question was another boy who was 1 year his junior. Taylor was in the 6th grade and pretty mature for his age. One of the biggest boys in his class, despite being a rodent. He was a black and white chipmunk who was one of the least popular kids among the bunch. Many considered him to be a Hahikikomori, better known as a shut-in where they lived. Very much your typical gamer who obsessed over every single game he could get his hands on. When his own parents learned of the camp, they were chomping at the bit to get him signed up.

The only way Taylor even bought into the whole thing is because the parents promised him he could get the newest console of he survived through the other camp. The chipmunk boy was cocky enough to think he could do it, despite not being much of an outsider. Taylor was sweating bullets about the ordeal, even more, nervous than Ryan was. Even when he found out that one of his few friends going, it didn't really relieve his anxiety. Though unlike the coyote, he didn't bother his parents about it and mostly kept hush about his stress.

It was now the week of departure. Both boys had to pack their things in an effort to make sure they had enough clothes to last a week. They would be expected to clean their own stuff, a chore they had never done before. Ryan was much more diligent about packing as his concern had essentially been replaced by excitement at the prospect of meeting other boys his own age. Taylor, on the other hand, was procrastinating as much as possible. In fact he didn't want to even go anymore. Even now opening up to his parents about the issue.

They wanted nothing to do with it and insisted he went as they had already planned their trip. The father even going as far as to threaten to take away some games. This threat was enough to snap Taylor out of it who began packing in earnest, not even sure of what to bring outside of clothes. His mother having to help him since he was essentially clueless. But after two hours of doddling around, he had a duffle bag full of stuff that he could take the camp. He was ready and all that was left was to wait.

Once the weekend arrived, it was finally time for them to be dropped off at camp. Ryan and Taylor's parents had decided they would carpool together. The plan was for Ryan's parents to pick up Taylor and then go to the camp itself. The coyote made sure his tan fur and sand-brown hair were well taken care of. The cub had always been overly vain about his appearance and wanted to make a good first impression.

"Come on, hon. Get your stuff and let's go." The boy's mother beckoned to him with the car keys in her paws.

"Good luck champ, go get 'em!" The father was right behind her to cheer their son on.

Ryan combed his hair one more time and grabbed his bag before heading to the door. He was ready as he could possibly be. A few butterflies fluttered around in his stomach.

The pair went out of the house and into the car as his dad waved to him. The cub waved back as his mother began to pull out and over towards where Taylor lived. The chipmunks family was about 20 minutes away, near the end of the school zoning for the district. They lived in a more tree dominated area as most of the inhabitants were of the rodent variety and enjoyed climbing trees and looking for nuts. When they arrived, Ryan shot out of the car and headed towards the front door to retrieve his friend. Knocking on the door, he proceeded to wait before it was open.

When it was open the boy chipmunk was there with his older father. To the untrained eye, they didn't look immediately related as the older rodent had mostly chocolate fur. The boy took after his mother in almost every way except gender.

"Cya, bucko. Good luck." The man patted his kid on the back and coaxed him on.

"Come on, let's go!" Ryan didn't much care about the fact his friend was being hesitant and dragged him along.

Taylor had no choice in the matter and couldn't even get a word in as he was seeming dragged away by the older cub. The coyote even had to help him in the door. Despite being basically the same size in height, there was no question that Ryan was the stronger of the two.

"Ready?" The mother asked as both boys were fastened into their seat belts.

"Yup!" The coyote pup answered for both of them.

Taylor began twiddling his fingers, feeling extra anxious now. The older cub looked over and saw that his friend was staring down at the bag in between his legs.

"What's wrong?" Now he finally realized that his friend was a nervous wreck.

The chipmunk couldn't even muster a response as he continued to grind his fingers into the fur between his fingers.

"Oh come on...it will be fine. I'll be here with you." Ryan put his arm over the other cub in order to comfort him.

The chipmunk slowly looked up from his dismay and showed a slight smile.

"Yep, don't worry about it, bro. I got your back!" The coyote patted him on the back and rubbed the back of his shirt a bit.

"Thanks...just nervous." Taylor was still grinding his hands together.

The other cub took his hands and placed them on his lap before holding them tightly.

"Just relax. If you ever need anything, we'll be together." Ryan wanted to make sure his friend was comfortable at the camp.

"Okay..." The chipmunk grasped his legs and tried not to think about it.

Eventually, he settled down enough to not be a complete nervous wreck. The touch of his friend at least put him at a temporary sense of ease.

The drive was a long one. The camp was a good hour and a half drive from where they lived to the boondocks. Camp fuzzle was located in the middle of nowhere and while the state had a name for it, no one formally recognized it except for the people who worked there. The employees jokingly referred to the place as "nowhere-land". As the trio got closer to arriving, it became abundantly obvious that they were coming into uncharted territory. Looking out the window Ryan could see that there was nothing to see under a huge canopy of trees. There wasn't much light and definitely nothing in the realm of civilization.

"We're here." The mother made an announcement once they passed a wooden sign that indicated they were within campgrounds.

By this point, Taylor had passed out from boredom and Ryan had to nudge him to wake up from his state of slumber. It took a few friendly pushes before the Chipmunk finally came around and rubbed his eyes. The younger cub had always been a deep sleeper and could essentially sleep whenever he wanted to as he was often overly lethargic, except when it came to gaming. Taylor stretched and yawn as much as the little vehicle would let him.

"Morning, sleepyhead. We're here." Ryan reminded him once he came around.

The moment he was reminded, the sense of dread and anxiety that had plagued him before his bout with laziness. Taylor began to shake a bit as he thought about all the things that could happen. The coyote felt a bit concerned about him but sought to be a good friend as always and placed his arm around the other cubs back in order to relax him. Eventually, the vehicle came to a complete stop.

"Alright boys, let's get you situated and then I'm off. Don't worry Taylor, I'm sure you'll have fun."The coyote's mother looked back with a smile.

That reassurance put the younger cub a little more at comfort with the idea that he'd soon alone with Ryan. The three of them soon exited the car and grabbed their stuff before heading in the direction of the crowd.

There were all sorts of cubs and teens around of various shapes, sizes, ages, and genders. Many of them were just arriving however there were some of the older teens who were offering guidance to the newbies in order to get them acclimated to the place. Ryan noticed there was a slight breeze despite being under heavy foliage above. It was early in the day and surprisingly bright for being under such large of a canopy. Soon they were brought to registration, where several lines stretched back. A guide directed them to the area where they would be received. Despite the long nature of the line, they were through it in a surprisingly short time.

The coyote's mother provided the workers with both of the boy's names. The counselor located the names and then pointed an area with a tent labeled "Dorset." The two cubs continued following the older woman who walked over to the tent, which had a much shorter line. They were through that one in a matter of minutes. Taylor and Ryan were introduced to their personal camp counselor, a female cougar who introduced herself as Shayla. She was overly enthusiastic and didn't seem to be out of her teens, at least from what the mother could tell.

"Alright boys, this is it. I'll see you guys in a few weeks. Call me occasionally and let me know how it is okay?" The woman kneeled down to kiss her own child and then proceeded to hug Taylor.

"Yup, mom. See ya!" Ryan's tail was wagging a kilometer a minute as the excitement had taken over his personality.

With that, the woman showed herself out. Now the Coyote and his Chipmunk friend were left with Shayla. Shayla was only a few years their senior and had just graduated from her junior year in high school. It was her first real job and she wasn't exactly being paid a lot. Regardless, she was rather excited about it and loved working with kids. She had been assigned the pre-teen group, which was ironic considering she wanted to become a Junior High teacher when she graduated from college.

"Come on, guys. Let me show you to your cabin and bunks." The girl trotted off in front of them with both cubs following closely behind.

The cougar showed them to a long wooden cabin which had a large door that just swung open when she pressed against it. Once inside the boys could make out other male cubs who were busy unpacking and putting things into a wardrobe that was placed behind a bunk bed.

"So since you two are friends, you can bunk together. The cabin will have only 10 other boys in it. The bathrooms and showers are to the back. Each of them has a privacy stall so if your shy around other people then you don't have to worry about that. If you need anything, let me know. Otherwise, your bunk captain is Jian. I will introduce you to him." The cougar stepped forward and approached a similarly aged teen who was a panda bear.

"New bunkmates? Name's Jian...but the other boys just call me Ji" The bear had a slight accent to his tone.

"Alright, you guys get settled in and I'll see you tonight at the campfire." Shayla exited the dorm room and

"Get unpacked, guys and let me know if you need help." The panda brushed his chin with his paw and then went back to the other side of the room to help some of the younger boys.

Ryan proceeded to get unpacked. It took Taylor slightly longer but eventually, he got around to it. The two split up the wardrobe with the bottom rungs going to the younger boy and the upper rungs going to the older boy.

"I call topsy." The coyote was much more proactive about calling shotgun for his preferred sleeping space.

Taylor didn't care much as he shuffled into the bottom. It wasn't exactly a big space so he figured he'd have to watch his head when he woke up.

"Come on, let's go swim or something." Ryan wanted to get out of the confines of the cabin as fast as possible.

"Okay, let me get changed?" Taylor suggested before he was quickly whisked away by his friend without concern about changing into his bathing suit.

The coyote had no patience for such thing and had skinny-dipped more than enough times to be comfortable with the idea of it. Though he had never done it in public before. Once they were outside, Ryan began looking indication of where the pool or lake would be. A large metal sign was plastered near the center of the camp with pointed arrows. There was still quite a bit of people running around trying to get all of the new arrivals situated. After reviewing the sign, Ryan saw that the lake was to the west of where he was standing.

"This way!" The coyote liked swimming more than anything else.

Taylor had no say in the issue as he was dragged along by the stronger boy. Eventually, they came upon the swimming lake. It was a large body of water that was flat and without waves. Some other cubs were out and about, running along the shores. But no one was actually in the lake itself. A large lifeguard stand stood vacant with a sign reading to "Swim at your own risk." The coyote felt fairly confident in his own skills as he began to strip off his shirt.

"Uh...what are we swimming in?" Taylor finally had an opportunity to protest.

"I'm swimming in my birthday suit, you can swim in whatever you want!" Ryan was much too excited to care as he took off his shoes and socks.

The chipmunk thought about it for a moment. It seemed that his friend wasn't about to take no as an answer. He was much slower about taking his clothes off and decided to just go in his underwear. It was better than swimming in the nude, he thought to himself. The coyote was the first one to be ready to go in the water. Now completely naked, he wasted no time in galloping towards the water. Diving in, the water was cold and rippled as he broke the surface. It was quite refreshing to get into the water as he rose for air. It was a few more minutes before his friend finally joined him, being much slower to approach the water.

Taylor went as far as to even test the water with one of his feet. When Ryan looked up he got a good look at the other boy's underwear bulge and it made him blush a bit. He snapped out of it after a quick look and began splashing the other cub.

"Hey, stop!" Of course, the chipmunk had no way of stopping the assault.

"Stop being a worrywart and come in!" The coyote challenged his friend to get in the water sooner than later.

That was the final straw for Taylor who wanted nothing more than to get even now. Taking no delay he jumped into the water, cannon-ball style and created a huge splash which no doubt get the other cub back. It didn't matter much though since Ryan was already wet as it was.

Now that they were both in the water, Ryan began to seek out his friend who emerged soon after his entry into the lake. The coyote rushed over to the younger cub and began playfully shoving him. Eventually, it erupted into a full-blown tussle, where each boy spiraled into the water as if they were wrestling each other. Despite being the same size, Ryan was the stronger of the two as he was more athletic. It wasn't long before he came on top, holding the other boy near the surface of the water in his arms.

The chipmunk's lithe body floated against the surface, his fur rippling along with the waves of the water as it settled back down to a more stagnant state. Ryan let his friend go as he wasn't hateful and let him lay there for a moment, his body buoyed along with the surface. Looking closer he got another look at the boy's undies, which were a bit tented at the moment.

"What's this?" The coyote couldn't help himself and reached out, touching it ever so slightly.

"Wha...Why are you touching down there?" Taylor immediately felt a sense of pleasure pass through him as he was touched down there.

"I dunno...just looked like you were excited." Ryan was partially lying and was more interested in making the other boy feel good.

"Uh..." It didn't take long for Taylor to get fully erect, even the single touch was enough as no one other than himself had touched his naughty parts before.

As the other boy steadily rose to full mast, it made Ryan want to wrap his paw around the still clothed flesh. He could feel it pulsate as he closed in around it. The body warmth emanating from the spot, despite the coldness of the water surrounding it.

Taylor simply cooed as his back arched a bit. His body was responding rather readily to the assault of alien feelings he as experiencing. Ryan could see his friend was enjoying this when he looked at his face. The coyote saw this as approval for him to carry on. It was the first time he'd ever tried something like this and it was evident enough his friend was enjoying it. He began pumping it, the same way he would pleasure himself when he was in the mood. Occasionally the cub would look over at the Chipmunks face, which had a cheeky grin on it.

Ryan knew he was getting to the other boy and continued to stroke him up and down. The cub's fur frayed back and forth along with the fabric of the underwear. Taylor could feel a sense of tingling coming over him. Curling his toes he felt like he was going to pee, not caring much about the issue since he was in the water. Before long he was having his very first orgasm. The coyote felt him spasm and pulsate a few times as warmth spread through the water. Figuring that his friend had released, he finally let up.

"Feel good?" The older cub asked a rhetorical question.

"Yeah...what just happened?" Taylor was ignorant as to the occurrence.

Ryan spent the next few moments explaining it and eventually the younger boy understood. Though the coyote was a little turned on by the lewd action, he decided it was best to not force his friend into anything just yet. They returned to swimming casually after and their seemingly naughty moment was washed away with the calm waves. After spending another hour or so in the lake, they finally retired from the lake and returned to camp after redressing themselves.

The camp was much slower when they came back. Most of the other cubs and teens were now relaxing after getting settled in. Once dinner time arrived, meals were served around a campfire where Ryan and Taylor sat together. The two of them holding hands, seeming closer to each other. Suddenly Ryan felt a cold feeling pressed against his cheek. Turning to his left, his lips met the other boys and they shared their first kiss. Taylor thinking to himself that maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all...