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The Big Time by Pent Ghelsburg

Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this work are purely fictional. Any resemblance to people alive or dead is purely a coincidence. They are the original and rightful intellectual property of their creators. Some of them are depicted as underage. I use them with permission and respect. This work contains some sexual content. You have been warned.

"Music can change the world,

because it can change people."

-Bono Vox

The spotlight shines, The crowd roars, tremendous yelling and screaming of all sorts abound. Waves of people in front of you, a rather luxurious curtain behind, and with you all of your friends who have been building up to this moment. The moment when you've made it big. The time when all of your hard work seems to have finally paid off. But for most, it is the journey to get there that matters, For music, is the heart of the soul and the goal is not always to make it big.

Pink was a young boy who lived in the small town of Da Silva, Illinois. It was nestled amongst some of the smaller suburbs of Chicago, though it received nowhere near as much traffic as the big city itself. Regardless of its vicinity to Chicago itself, it gave Pink access to some of the biggest and most exciting events the state had to offer. At 12 years of age, the cub lived with his parents with his sister who was one year his junior.

His family was a mixed one. The father's side of the family were all border collies with your standard black and white fur while his mother's side were fruit bats with a somewhat purple hue of fur. Pink took after his father while Mattie took after her mother. The family had always been rather close and pretty everyone was involved in what they considered to be the family business. The operation in question was all music-related.

His father was a big wig music executive while the boy's mother was an agent for the same company. As such the kids took after their parents and were keen on getting into the same line of work that their parents were. Pink's goal from a very young age was to form a metal band with his friends. The boy was very to this weekend when he anticipated inviting his best friends over for some band practice.

They had landed a birthday party gig from a friend and even know it was a friendly event, the idea of performing live made them rather excited. Saturday morning arrived before long and eventually, the two other members of the band showed up. Sam showed up first as she always did, wearing her usual black shirt with a leather jacket. The girl was definitely the most hardcore of the three, even wearing a black wristband with spikes on it.

Before long the last member showed up, a rural girl who went by the name of Dakota. Though she was keener on the country genre, her love of music was universal and she loved the passion showed by her friends. The band went by the name of Rumblecubs and was a metal group. They had been together since the cubs first realized they shared a love of music. Ever since then, they had been meeting each and every weekend to practice.

But this weekend was different. They knew they had to prepare for their gig. The band performed many covers, but they did have a few originals they were working on including their signature song; Furry Frenzy. Once everyone was there, it was time to get started. Pink and his band kept their stuff in his garage as to not annoy his parents. The boy led on into the garage and propped the door open so they had some airflow.

Sam picked up her fender guitar and began to tune it. It was already hooked up to an amp and she could hear the notes playing through the speakers. Pink headed over towards the microphone and began to practice a few rounds of do re mi fa so, to warm up his vocal cords. Meanwhile, Dakota was doing some stretching to get ready for her drum routine. Some people past by, looking into the garage at the kids but none staying long enough to actually listen to the music.

"Alright, girls. Let's try Enter Sandman for a warmup."

The two girls nodded as they were rather familiar with the entire catalog of Metalica songs. The song began and the band began playing along with the notes as if it were no big deal. They were rather good, especially considering their age. Now that they were playing actual music some people actually stopped to listen. Even the boy's parents showed up to make their support. Eventually, they garnered quite the audience as they finished their first song.

The audience started to clap and Pink couldn't help but blush. He wasn't used to so much of a crowd. The furs and his parents cheered them on for more.

Pink leaned in on the stand and took off the microphone off the holder. "Seek And Destroy."

The girls nodded and understood with Dakota leading on drums into the song itself. It was much more hardcore than the previous song and some people began banging their heads in response to the change in tone.

The boy's parents smiled. They had listened to their son's band before but never at length. The older collies were a bit surprised at the trio's talent as they played through each song with ease. Once the song was over, the crowd once again roared in response. Clearly they were liking how this mini-concert was going. Pink looked back at his bandmates who smiled back at him.

"Nothing Else Matters." The border collie took held the microphone closer to his chest.

This time the boy tried to be more of a showman. Dancing and popping about, even going as far as congregating in the crowd by jumping up and down. It was something that he hadn't perfected yet and even still the other furs still seemed to be enjoying his enthusiasm. Since this was a softer song, some people had brought out some lighters and were waving them against the wind. By this point, the crowd had built to several dozen people. It was large enough that Pink couldn't see his way through the assembly of people.

By the time the song was over, Pink was panting and heaving from the physical exertion. He watched his mother disappears for a moment, only to return a few minutes later with some water for the three of them. Each of them was sweating pretty heavily at this point from the lack of fluid airflow. The people in front of them were restricting it a bit. But none of them seemed to care as each of them thanked the older woman once she served them the beverage.

The crowd was beckoning requests, some of which were songs that they knew. But they decided to try something different for the big finale of the show. It was a personal piece that the three of them had come up with; a ballad called Chicago State of Mind. This time Pink put himself near the guitarist, making sure to throw his arm over her and bring her in for the emotional number. The two trekking ahead together as the song was played.

Eventually, they both stopped and Dakota began a drum solo. The catgirl hitting on the drums as if her life depended on it. Once it was over she huffed and returned to a more normal pace of drumming. The boy's father's mouth dropped upon hearing the song. He had no idea that his kid was so talented. Not only could he sing but he was already making songs at his age. He began to think that the cub had a chance to make it big.

Just as the group was wrapping things up, the crowd roared for an encore. Pink wasn't one to disappoint and decided to play one more, despite his fur being matted with sweat.

"Master of puppets." The boy whispered to his friend.

This time Sam started with her own solo. She was rather good at it and even skid on the smooth pavement on her knees to show off a bit. Pink smiled and picked up his part as they carried on the rest of the song, much to the appreciation of the audience.

Once the song was done, the audience clapped loudly. The boy's parents approached him and patted him on the back before congratulating the other girls. Eventually, the crowd dispersed, only a few furs sticking around. Some of which were his own classmates who seemed much more interested in the band's music now. The boys sticking to talking to Dakota and Sam while the girls gathered around Pink, making him rather embarrassed about the situation.

Eventually, the remainder of the furs left the premises. The parents and the band members now the only ones who were left.

"Good job today, everyone. We'll do great this weekend, I'm sure." Pink hugged both of the girls.

Sam returned the hug more affectionately than he thought she would. "You were amazing today."

"Right, but don't sell yourself short. You did well too." Dakota reminded the guitarist.

Sam looked over to the slightly smaller girl. "Thanks, your solo was pretty amazing."

"Want to practice some more or call it quits today?" Pink folded his arms awaiting an answer.

Sam scratched her head. "I'd like to knock off a bit for today."

"Yeah, I could use some time off before tomorrow." The cat wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Pink nodded and pushed the button that automatically shut the garage door. The light that came in from the outside gradually darkened. The puppy led back inside to his house which was much cooler than the room they had just come in from.

The three made their way to the door as Pink had anticipated to show them out. Dakota was the first one to be seen out. She was easily the most worked up from the three and wanted nothing more than a shower. Once the cat was shown out, Sam stayed behind.

"I was thinking, maybe we could chill and relax a bit?" The girl put her arm over the boy's shoulder.

Pink couldn't help but blush. "Sure, that sounds neat. What do you want to do?"

"Oh...I'll think of something." Sam lowered her hand and dragged the boy back to his room.

The raccoon had been to Pink's house a few times and knew exactly where his room was. She could see the boy's parents were in the living room watching tv and hoped they wouldn't notice her hanging around.

When they got into his room, Sam wasted no time in shutting and locking the door.

Pink looked back at her curiously. "Just...what are you planning?"

"Hush..." The girl approached him and ran her finger along the length of his chest in a circular motion.

The raccoon walked past him and dragged him over to his bed. Pulling him onto the bed so that he was sitting right next to her. She continued stroking him, this time fingering along with the boy's right arm. Pink wasn't entirely sure what to think of what she was doing but was making no attempt in stopping her. His face was blushing a bit as he found the situation to be rather embarrassing.

Sam inched her face forward into the other cub's neck and sniffed it lightly. Clearly she was enjoying whatever pheromones he was putting off. Soon she began kissing and pecking at him. Dragging her lips across his neck and then over to his cheek. Soon she tugged his face to the side and their lips met in the moment of a passionate embrace. The girl reached around him beginning to hug him rather tightly and explore his back with her paws.

Within moments she started to drag him down with her, having to withdraw her paws from behind him in order to prevent them from getting stuck or injured. Pink's eyes were star-struck at this point. He had no idea that Sam was this into him and he wasn't about the protest the issue. A bit of an erection was beginning to show in his pants. Now that they were laying down, the raccoon could get a much idea of the boy's bodily response to her affection. Of course, she noticed his hardening member in his trousers.

She reached her paw so that it was within range of his crotch. Using one of her fingers she circled around it, before eventually actually touching it. The sudden touch made Pink gasp in surprise. His erection reaching full mast in mere seconds. After all, no one else other than himself had touched down there before. Soon her touch cupped around him. She smiled as she could tell her was getting rather worked up.

But she wasn't about to ignore her own needs. Sam removed her attention for a moment resulting in a whine from the now more needy Pink. She took hold of his paw and placed it on her chest. It was mostly flat but her budding bosom was sensitive and she loved when she touched it herself. Once it was placed there, she guided his hand around her chest buds. His touch was both awkward and gentle but nonetheless she closed her eyes and cooed.

A few seconds later she guided his below her shirt, using her own hands to remove it to give him a more free range of motion. The feeling of his fur against her delicate area. She grabbed his floundering touch and moved it down to her nether regions. The raccoon guided him through her pants. His warm touch drove her mad the second he neared her pelvic region. She removed her hand and began to peel off her pants.

She wasted no time in taking them down, even skipping the zipper on her fly and pushing off her panties. Now she could see his touch on her privates. Pink looked down with interest. Sure he had seen a girl's private area, in sex ed. But in person was so much different. Now that she was mostly naked, she returned her paw to guide the boy's hand further. It was clear he had no idea what he was doing and she had pleasured herself enough times to get what she wanted from him.

The raccoon took one of his fingers and folded the rest. She began to guide it towards the entrance of her vagina. Even as it neared the lips of her most personal area, she had to bite her lips a bit. Sam had a bit of a crush on the boy and to finally indulge with him was nothing short of a fantasy for her. Within moments she pushed his finger passed the clit and into the opening of her vagina.

"Rub it..." She murmured under her own breath.

Pink nodded and understood as he took the queue and did as he was told, rocking his finger back and forth against the lining leading into her vaginal area.

Sam moaned and squirmed a bit. Already she was leaking from the feeling she experienced. She knew she wouldn't last much longer at this rate. A few more gentle touches and a single poke into the inside and she orgasmed producing a small amount of cum. She took hold of Pink's wrist and removed him forcibly as she was incredibly tender down there now. The raccoon smirked and rotated the boy's body so that it laid entirely on the bed.

She quickly removed his pants and did the same with his briefs. Sam could still see he was hard and held the boy's red rocket in her hand before leaning in to gently lick at it. The cub moaned wildly and threw his head back in response. Pink watched as she guzzled his cock quite readily. The warmth of her orifice was like nothing he had ever felt before. He arched his back, pivoting into her attention as he felt his cock throb and pulsate.

Pink's member was warm, already leaking with precum inside of her mouth. The idea that she was pleasuring her crush was driving her mad. She began bobbing her head up and down, rather rapidly pushing her head past his knot and into his balls. Each time her lips past against his sensitive organ, the cub let out a sigh. Then she mouthed all of it, leaving only his balls out to dry. Swirling her tongue around it and spiraling around it a single time.

This was enough to put him over the edge. His cock spasmed and cummed as he let out a deep sigh of relief. The girl pulling up her head with a huge smirk. Some of his milk spilling from the side of the maw.

"Enjoy your reward?" Sam asked with a huge smirk on her face.

Pink smiled and leaned up to hug her. "Maybe we can date or something?"

"Really? You'd like to? Of course, Pink." The raccoon returned the hug affectionately.

The two dressed shortly after, discussing their plans for the event this weekend. Both seemed quite excited about it. The two joining paws as Pink showed his new girlfriend out of his house. Joining in a kiss before they finally parted ways. Both cubs hearts sorting under their newfound relationship.