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"Mommy, I need to go...." Cassie whimpered. We were still sitting at the table, having dinner. I couldn't help but to blush a bit as I munched on my tuna sammich, looking around. My 2yo cousin needed to use the bathroom, and he was so cute asking his mommy about it!

My aunt smiled and picked him up, carrying him over to the bathroom. If he's asking so, then it must be he's already potty-trained! But don't cubs so young usually use a potty? I hadn't seen one in the bathroom yet..

"Hey, wake up!" My mom snapped her fingers in front of my eyes, "You listened?" I blinked and muttered a 'Huh?', looking at her blankly, "Uh... no."

My mom rolled her eyes, "Jesus Christ, Max, get down from your cloud for a moment! I just said that Claire and I will go to Becky's. Don't wait for us awake, ok?"

Those news made my eyes go wide for a moment. Cassie an I were going to stay alone at home? So soon?? That meant that next time he needed to use the potty I'd be the one helping him out!

Then I heard Cass giggling as he ran through the corridor to the living, where we were, and his mom yelling, "Cass, the pants!!"

'The pants!' I thought, blushing as I glanced at the door to see him arriving. My mom chuckled when the half-naked cub stormed in and went straight to hide behind the sofa. It was just a second, but I saw that he wasn't wearing undies either! I could see his spotty butt perfectly for a milisecond there.

My mom raised from her seat and looked at me, "Maxy, sweetie, will you do the dishes?" Yeah, she's always nice when she has to ask me something like that, "Sure, mom." I smiled to her, quite genuinelly. Hey, I was happy! Doing the dishes is a very low price to pay in exchange of spending the rest of the evening with my lil cousin! "Claire, I'll be getting ready." And she walked out. I grinned as I watched my aunt trying to catch my sneaky cousin and get him to put his underwear and pants back on, "Need any help there, aunt Claire?"

"You kidding? I gave born to this little rascal, you know, I don't... Gotcha!!" She grabbed him from his underarms and pulled him up to her chest, with his back to her ample breasts as he kicked out his chubby short legs and flashed his little treasures at me. I chuckled and blushed a little, looking away and taking another bite on my sammich. Didn't want her to catch me staring.

I heard her moving into my room and I moaned a bit and adjusted my erection in my sweat shorts. Not the same pair I had 2 years ago, mind you. I got this one some months ago when I went to do some shopping with mom. But it's the same kind: baggy, ample. Great for 'freedom'. Also great for displaying hard-ons, but now my lap was under the table, so I was safe.

I ate the apple I always eat for dessert. I ate it slowly, flicking my ears as I daydreamed about the rest of the day, while listening to the sounds coming from my room and then my mom's. After a moment, Cass returned to the living room and stood next to my chair, watching me eating, and he 'eeeewed', furrowing his brows, "Apples aww nasty." I chuckles at that and shrugged, "Well, who's eating it, you or me?"

• "You." he responded with a blink.

• "Well, I like 'em. They're fresh, sweet, and help you stay healthy and look nice."

• "But they still nasty."

I shrugged, replying with a chuckle and a grin, "Your loss. If you don't eat apples you'll prolly not grow up much, and your fur may get harsh and un-pettable. Then again, I'm not gonna make you eat it if you don't want it, but I like it!" I flicked my lush, fluffy red-haired tail at him. I had showered not long ago. It was as soft as ever, so he began to strike it.

He didn't say anything after my last reply, so I took another bite on my apple, furrowing my brows and looking around. Did I say anything wrong? How do you speak with lil kids, anyway? Isn't there a book for that?

I then looked back at him. He was sliding his fingers into my tail's pelt, examining its softness, and then he let go of it, and curled his own, grabbing it and comparing the feel. He looked up at me and I raised my brows, munching on my apple, and then he moved around my chair and climbed on his own, leaning his paws on the table, "Gimme a piece."

"Hmmh? Of apple?" - I asked, even if it was obvious.

He nodded his head, "Yush, appah."

I smiled and heh through my nose, "Mmkay." I got a knife and cut a slice on mine that was not bitten on, peeled it and offered it to him. He made a disgusted expression and then sniffed at it, and took a tentative bite at it. I watched intently, and couldn't help but to grin. I actually had to contain my laughter, as his expression was so cute! Lil cubs really can't lie. He definetly doesn't like apple, but being a stubborn little guy, he took another bite and finished the piece before he looked at me, wriggling his fingers in a 'give me' fashion.

I did the same thing as before, giving him another, and with the same 'this is gross but I can deal with it' ritual, he ate it.

"I really -can't- believe my eyes!"

I gasped and almost choked on the apple I was swallowing myself. My aunt, who had said that line, was standing by the door, watching us, and I hadn't noticed! Neither did Cassie, who instantly dropped the piece, jumped from his chair and ran towards the sofa.

She chuckled and walked further in the living room, crossing her arms, "My, my, Max. What the hell did you do? What did you say to him."

I blushed and shrugged my shoulders, swallowing before I explained what happened to her. She told me that she thought he prolly considered me a role-model, being a semi-grown male and all of that. Instantly, my mind filled up with ways of taking advantage of my 'power'. The day couldn't really get better.

I then followed her into my room, where she explained me where Cass' PJ's were, that she had left his potty behind the toilet and that he should be put in bed by 8. She also said that she usually gives him a bath before bed, but she wasn't going to put me through that hindrance, that he could go without it for a day. Of course, I didn't say anything. Couldn't tell her that I'd have loved to give him a bath, and even take one with him.. so I just nodded at everything she said.

After all the instructions, my mom arrived, all ready for the tea-party at her friends'. Females always take loooong to get ready, so I knew that even if it seemed like they were, it'd take at least another 30 mins for them to actually leave. I wasn't wrong. I spent that time checking my email and Furbook accounts, chatting with some online friends and doing all the 'innocent' things a teen can do at his comp when his mom is still at home.

"We're leaving, sweetheart." Said my mom, knocking my door even though it was open. I turned and nodded with a smile, watching then my aunt bringing Cassie in and holding a bag with his toys on her other paw, "Love, you play here in your cousin's room, okay? Don't bother him much."

Heh, time to play my role, "Yeah, I gotta do my homework, Cass." I told him with a sympathetic look. I actually had to do it, and I thought that I should have started it before they left, so I'd finish it sooner! But I'm a responsible guy, I guess, and once my mom and aunt left, I guessed it was a safe bet to spend the next hour just doing my homework.

I usually do it at my desk, next to my computer, but that'd mean I'd be giving my back to Cass all the time, so I decided to sit on my bed, cross my legs indian-style and place a rigid folder on my lap so I could use it as a table, and so I could watch my cousin playing with his toys on the floor.

A couple of times we exchanged glances, and I smiled at him. Well, I was actually looking at him more than at my papers, but fortunatelly, they were not very difficult today.

Eventually, I got more concentrated on the homework, forgetting about him for a moment, and I finished them. When I did, I looked up, seeing him still playing with his toys, so I pretended to still be studying while clearing my throat to get his attention. What I was going to do is a bit risky, but then again, it was a test. With one paw I tugged on one of my slippers (yep, the same pair I had 2 years before, I love them!) and put it to my nose while I pretended to write to the other. I even 'mmmm'ed' a little. I knew he was watching me, and he was quiet. I waited for a moment to see if he'd say something, and since he didn't, I looked up, and feigned shock when I saw him looking, quickly placing my slipper back on my foot, and continued to 'write' on the paper.

I did the same thing a couple more of times, with the same result: a blank stare and finally me gasping and quitting sniffing in my slipper. In the end, he tilted his head, "Sniffin' is bad?" I looked up and tilted my head, "Bad? Why would it be bad?"

"You looked sad when I saw you sniffin' ya shoe." he purred, pointing at my slipper. I blinked, "Oh! That..." I scritched the back of my neck, "Well.." then shrugged, "My mom says it's not nice." I left it at that and looked back in my notebook.

"Then why you do it?" He asked, furrowing his brows and wrinkling his nose.

I looked back up at him and rubbed my chin in thought, "Hmmm..." then smiled and and shrugged again, "Cuz I like it, and if she's not watching, it can't hurt her. I mean... sniffing a shoe is not something bad... it's just something other people thinks it's gross so they don't like seeing others doing it, you know what I mean?"

Of course, he was looking at me blankly and he finally shook his head.

I couldn't help but to chuckle, rubbing my head, "Lessee... Tell me something you like to do but that your mom scolds you for it."

"I dunno." He was making it quite hard! But then again... he's a little boy! So I tried again..

"For example..." and I gasped in realization, opening my eyes, "Remember earlier today, when she was chasing you for running around without your pants?" I giggled a little and he frowned, nodding, "Yeah!" and I shrugged with a smile, "See? That's what I mean. You don't hurt anybody for running around without pants, it's just something your mom doesn't like, so he doesn't let you do it. If it was me and not her, I wouldn't care!" and looked at his reaction, wondering what he'd say or do.

He was looking back at me, tilting his head quietly, and then grinned, "So if she not hewe I can go without pants?" Wow, that question that music for my ears! I grinned and shrugged again, "Sure, Cass, wanna do it? So do it. I'm not going to scold you or tell your mom about it if you put them back on before he arrives."

That was all he needed to hear, it seems, as he quickly pulled down on his shorts and training briefs. I watched with a grin, hard as I could get in my own shorts, and like if I had just given him the best Xmas gift, he climbed onto the bed wearing now just his socks and a tight t-shirt he had began to grow into, so it just reached the waist, and he stood by me and wrapped his paws around my neck, for which I had to lean in a little to the side, and chuckled as he gave me a sweet, tight smooch on my cheek!

"What's that for? Does it make you so happy to not wear pants?" I placed a paw on the back of his naked leg, his fur warm on his thigh, and stroked it gently to let him respond. He nodded his head and furrowed his brows again, "The bwiefs make booboo in mah wegs." I blinked, "They do?" He nodded and leaned a paw on my shoulder, then lifted his leg and held it up under his knee, in a very 'ballerina' fashion. I just.... couldn't believe how I could still act 'normal' with my cute cousin by my side doing all of those things. I wanted so much to kiss him everywhere, molest him in every possible way! He just didn't deserve to remain untouched being so cute.

And well, if the teasing was not enough, he was looking down at his groin, coaxing me to do the same, "See? See?" I swallowed and looked down. What a... cute foreskinned 2-incher, what an adorable fuzzy puch underneath. My muzzle was watering beyond control. I had to swallow again and pressed the folder against my erection to relieve some tension as I watched the area, finally seeing a little rash caused prolly by the training briefs' elastic. I moved a paw slowly so I could point at the area. I just couldn't help it... One of my knuckles 'casually' leaned up under his pouch as my finger was pointing at it, "This booboo?" Oh, my God, I could feel the warm, soft fur of his still empty scrotum, I was in heaven!!

He just nodded, "Yah, and othah side too." I pulled my paw as he was going to change positions, but... coordination an balance betrayed his young body and after he lifted the other leg, he fell onto my lap (well, onto the papers and folder I had on it). I chuckled a bit and just lifted his left leg while he was lying there, parting it out so I could see the rash on the other side. This time my finger 'casually' touched his cute foreskin's overhang when it was stretching out to point at the spot, "That one, huh?" He nodded with a grin and I smiled to him, "Well, those things hurt, yep, but don't your mom give you a cream for that?" He shook his head and I frowned, "Really? Weird.." Well, the rash was not so big. If he actually didn't spread his thighs apart it was almost unnoticeable over his fur, "Okay, lemme see both." I lifted his right leg and carefully turned him to face me, not minding my homework papers getting quite wrinkled up in the process. This was way more important!

Once I had both of his legs spread out, the first thing I did was reaching for my cell phone, "Wait a moment.." I pretended to be fiddling with it, but I was actually taking close-up pics of his cute package, and even a little movie of all the surrounding area. That's what some people like me calls 'First class masturbatory material'. Hey, you never know how long your luck will last... so you'd rather have a backup!

After taking those pics and vids I ran my fingers carefully over his inner thighs, trying to not touch the rash directly. I pretended to be examining him seriously, so I knew I couldn't get too far from the area, but at least I could stroke his cute fuzzy sac's sides again, more directly, and then I smiled, "Well, it seems its not too bad. I guess I could make it feel fresh and cool if I got the baby cream, you know? The kind mommy used before putting on a new diaper when you needed them?"

He nodded with a smile and I smiled widely at him too, leaning in and rubbing-tickling his cute chubby belly over his t-shirt, "Okay, so I'll go for it, and in no time those boo-boos will dissapear!"

"Okie!" he responded, and I grabbed his paws so he could sit up and then stand. Of course, I made it so he had to stand by my sides, which put him against me, and I hugged him with one paw, while I took one of my homework papers from his cute rump, "You got a paper stuck on your bum!" I then, of course, rubbed that area a little, just to feel him a bit more, and then let him move away and sit on the bed by my side, "Lemme put a bit of order on these..." I flipped through the pages, putting them together, and opened the folder to put them inside, then blinked as I realized that, the moment I moved the folder off my lap, the obvious tent of my erection would appear. Would he even notice, though? Well... I was not doing anything, right? What could happen? 'Mommy, cousin had a tent on his pants' So what? The more I could get would be a 'Son, be more discreet around your cousin, he's very young and asks everything!' So yeah, I could deal with that, so I just moved it away.

He didn't have much time to pay attention to it, though, or so I thought, as I quickly moved forward and stood on the floor, giving my back to him as I headed to the door. I sighed, thinking I'd go alone to my mom's room trying to find my aunt's baby-stuffs bag, but I was wrong. He caught up with me in no time, and my tenty shorts were kinda guiding us along. I saw him staring at it as we walked into my mom's room, and when I squatted to begin to look into my aunt's bags, he did the same, sniffing towards me with a smile and finally stating, "You smeww good."

I blushed and blinked with a grin, "I.. do? Thank you! You smell very well too, Cass." Finding a toiletry bag, I unzipped it and found the baby cream, "here it is!"

"But you smeww sweet." He insisted, not caring much about the cream even though I was holding it, "Uh.. yeah? How come?" I sniffed the air a bit. Well, I had been leaking pre for almost an hour now, and the musky scent of my arousal was more than evident. I began to get a bit worried that things could get out of my paws at this point. Before I played openly with my cousin, I had to make sure that he wouldn't tell a soul about it, and so far, we hadn't spent a single day together to know what he will tell his mom and what not of all we did today. I stood back up and waited for him before getting out of my mom's room, and once again he tagged along, bouncing a bit on his step and sniffing unashamedly at my shorts while he looked at my tent, "Its ya wegs ow ya peepee."

Balls, he was already locating the scent's source with such precision! I didn't know how to act at this point, so I just grinned with a blush, "Really? Well..." I arrived to our room and sat on the bed's edge, scooting my right foot under my left knee, waiting for him to climb onto it and get in position so I could apply the cream, but instead he leaned his paws on my right leg and sniffed more at my tent's tip, getting closer to it. I couldn't stop my cock from twitching a little, and he gasped, pulling his head back, and then giggled, "It moooved!"

I smirked for a moment and then I got an idea, "You know, Cass, I don't think your mommy would like to see you sniffing my peepee so close..." he blinked and quit giggling, then shook my leg with his paws, making a sad expression, "No say!!" I chuckled and shook my head, grinning, "I'm not gonna tell her, Cass, but it's just another thing that you can't do when she's around, understand?" Being the smart boy he was, he nodded with a smile, and assuming that he could do it if his mom was not around, he leaned in again, much further, and I watched while he sniffed at my drippy cockhead over my boxers and sweat shorts. I just smiled, to let him know it was okay if he looked up at me, although I was feeling my breath speeding up with every close whiff he was taking on my tent, sometimes even touching it with his little nose, which sent me bolts of electricity running up my spine.

I didn't dare to say or do anything that'd break this magic and kinky moment, just until I thought I had the perfect way of breaking this silence, which was with a:

'You know? I love to smell peepee's too, but my mommy doesn't let me.' He perked his ears and gave my tent a last sniff before he grinned and climbed onto the bed, standing by my side, "You sniff me peepee."

This was going well! I chuckled a bit and gently stroked his leg, watching his cute member before my eyes, the little piece of uncut babyleopard cock that had just been offered to me for a sniff! "But if my mom knew she'd spank me lots..." I feigned hesitation, speaking in terms he should understand. I wanted to seal a deal with him. In my own young innocence, I guessed that it'd work.

"I don't say too!" he affirmed with a grin and a shake of his head, and I looked up at him with a grin, "Well... if you won't say too... I won't say too... we can sniff each other's peepees all what we want if we're alone?" he giggled and nodded, "Yes!" and I grinned again, "Cool! Thanks, Cass!" He giggled again and, once the pact was settled, I leaned in, swallowing my saliva in advance, and began to sniff at his little cock from a short distance. What a wonderful scent, it's just indescribable! Mostly young leopard pee and a bit of baby sweat. My own cock tensed in my pants. I couldn't believe he was letting me do this! After a moment, I became bolder and leaned my nose against that cute foreskin overhang, taking a deep whiff in it that sent my brain fluttering in my head, but it also made him giggle lots and fall on his rump on the bed, "Ya nose is cooowd!!" I giggled and rubbed it with a paw. Yeah, it was quite cold, "Awwww, but your peepee smells so well that I wanted to smell it much closer! Why don't you rub my nose with your paws until it's warm?"

I felt that I was becoming quite the expert at manipulating little boys, or maybe I had just been born with this ability! He thought it was a good idea, so he got up on his knees and reached up with his paws to rub at my slightly damp nose with them. I tried to hold my breath so I wouldn't get any of his fur on it and sneeze all over him, and after a moment, he pulled back his paws, leaned in and tested my nosepad's temperature with his own, then giggled, "Now it wawm!"

"Okay, can I sniff your cute peepee again, then, Cassie?" I asked with a grin. 'Yeah!" and this time he decided to sit on the bed, spreading his legs, so I had to get on all fours, leaving the baby cream tube aside and leaning in to, this time, sniff more closely at his groin. I moaned gently, this was turning me on beyond belief, and if it wasn't because I learned how to control my orgasms, I would have already spunked my pants twice or three times by now. My fluffy tail wagged a little before me as my nose gently lifted my 2yo cousin's cute dick, sniffing its underside and then all around his still empty ball pouch. I spent some good two or three minutes there, which is a lot for just sniffing a dick if you think about it! and of course, he ended up getting bored of it, so he giggled and put a paw in my headfur, "Ok, no more!" I giggled and lifted my head, "Okay, but you didn't let me sniff the most smelly part!"

"I did!" He responded with a blink, and I shook my head with a teasing grin, "Nuh-huh, you didn't!" He looked surprised at that statement, and he tilted his head with a quizzical expression, "Where?", he asked, "Inside!" I responded. "Inside?" He asked with an even more strangled expression, and I chuckled with a nod, "Yeah, inside the skin!" He looked down at his foreskinned little member, then at my tent, then back at his piece. My aunt hadn't obviously taught him to bath yet, and either she cleaned his penis very fast or maybe my cousin was one of those boys which foreskin is kind of attached to the glans and won't separate from it until he's older. I always knew a lot about cocks, since they've always been my favorite thing in the world!

I didn't want to hurt him in any way, so I told him what to do, indicating the process with one of my fingers, "Lift your peepee with one paw, and with your fingers, you pull the skin back like this.." I made the motion and he mimicked it. His foreskin's tip opened up, but it didn't seem to want to pull back and uncover his pink glans, "Tug harder, but if it won't go, don't force it!" I noticed that it was quite tight on him. He tried with both paws and he could only open the very tip. I could see the pink skin underneath, the little cockslit all opened wide because of the pressure, and my nose could detect again the most wonderful scent ever, "Mmmmmmmmmmm......" I leaned in and sniffed gently into it while he held it open. I wanted so much to lick all over it, too! but I thought it'd be better if he took that step on me first. I just took whiff after whiff of that wonderful scent before he let go of his foreskin, which 'kissed' my nose in a very hot finale, "Boo-boo a bit now." He purrred, biting his lip, "Told you to not force it, but you were very good, letting me sniff it for so long!"

He just smiled a bit, but didn't look very happy. Uh-oh. Now he had two boo-boos instead of one, "You know, you can make it feel good again! These peepee booboos pass fast and it's easy to do it! Just rub it gently where it hurts with your fingers." I leaned my chin over my crossed arms, looking closely as I watched my cousin stroking his dick. Hell, he was masturbating and I was just teaching him. He gasped as he began to stroke it, and I smiled, glancing up at his face for a moment, "You had never petted your peepee?" He shook his head, looking down at it intently as he explored his still floppy two-inches, discovering that wherever he rubbed on it, it'd feel good! I continued to watch, leaking more pre in my underwear, and sighed a bit, "Mommy hates it if he sees me touching mine." I commented, hoping the poor little boy would remember that this is something he shouldn't tell his mom about either.

And then it happened. He was getting an erection!! I opened my eyes wide as I saw that wonder of nature filling up and getting at full-mast. Since boys this young can't have sexual feelings for a lot of years to come, they don't get erections in the way we teens or adults do, but they can have stiffies, specially when they need to pee badly or... they're feeling good.

I glanced up to see his expression and grinned, "Now, look at that! You just made your peepee happy, huh?" He giggled, cutely stroking his foreskin tip in an outwards motion. It seems it wasn't the first time he saw it like that, as he didn't seem strangled or scared, and well... I know he had seen mine this morning!

"Did the peepee boo-boo go away?" He giggled and nodded his head several times. Well, that was good to hear! "Want me to put the cream on your inner legs boo-boo so it goes away too? you can continue petting your happy peepee while I do it." He was really having a ball rubbing his now erect cock, he had just discovered a whole new world of sensations! Well... I had just discovered it to him! I was feeling so proud of myself.

I guessed a boy so young wouldn't masturbate himself to orgasm, at least so soon and without guidance, but as I took the tube and applied a bit to one of my pawpads to put it on one of his rashes, he was just continuing. He reminded me so much of myself. More than masturbating furiously, he was making love to his cock, loving the feel and sight of stroking his erection slowly, gently, getting pleasure from it. I was watching closely as I applied the cool cream on his rashes, and it was so cute to see his fingers stroking around his covered glans, discovering the most tingly spots. But when I was almost done with the last rash, he stopped the stroking, leaning back his paws, and just watching his cute stiffy as it twitched gently with his heartbeat. I decided to do the same, just watching it longingly. I wanted so much to kiss and suckle on it, to make my little cousin cum in my muzzle for the first time. I sighed gently, and after a moment, those 3 inches of cute phallus began to deflate to their floppy two, and I smiled up at him, "Looks like your peepee wanna take a rest?" He blinked and grinned, nodding, and then I moved up onto a sitting position in front of him. I suppose anybody else in my position would have said something as lame as 'I think mine still wanna have fun!', since the tent was obviously stating that fact, but I was tricking and manipulating my 2yo. I wanted to make him think that most of this was his idea and not mine, so... with that lewd exhibition of teen arousal before him, I just grinned, "So whatcha wanna do now, Cass?"

Instead of responding, he acted, and with a grin he leaned in again and this time placed his cute nose against my pants' tent, sniffing directly against the dribbling cock, so I chuckled, "Okay, I get it, you wanna sniff my peepee again." I decided to let him do and it was not so surprising anymore for me when he hook his fingers in my waistband and motioned to pull it down. Since it was quite a lot of work to do for a cub, I chuckled and took over, "Want me to take them off?" I asked just to make sure, and when he nodded, I got up on my knees, tugging my shorts down to them. I teased him a bit as I stood on the bed in just my tented, quite wet-with-pre boxers, and stepped out of my shorts before I got back on my knees. He leaned in to sniff at the wet, slick fabric again, and feeling the dampness, he giggled and rubbed his nose, pulling back a bit, "Ya gotta peeee!"

I chuckled and shook my head, "Nope, Cass, it's not that." I then tugged down on my boxers' waistband, uncovering my bushy teen groinfur and pushing my cock downwards, teasingly showing him the base...

And you can imagine what happened from there. Oh, sorry, you can't? Well, I will tell you about it soon!