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The Four Night Event - Part 2

The anticipated evening came, and Marvin hung with the guys on the outdoor porch. Because he was a goody-two-shoes, he didn't touch a can of beer. Even if he wanted one, his brother Kellen would forbid him, and it didn't take long for Darwin, Ivan, and Francis to convince him to give just one can. Kellen reluctantly did.

Marvin popped open one can and took his first sip of beer--he erupted and nearly spilled the drink from his mouth, reacting to the flavor and its tangy aftertaste. The guys laughed. He took another sip more and stopped halfway.

"Don't tell Mom about this," Kellen warned.

"But Dad can?" Marvin grinned.

"Neither!"

Marvin laughed, putting it aside on the table next to him, and chatted with the drinking boys. Like the previous nights, they played a round of billiard with two players. Something that could keep Marvin distracted and busy from Francis. The collie picked his third can as he played with Kellen in the first round. Something told him Francis was going to lose.

Marvin watched, Kellen was steadier, he had eaten already, and the drink was sitting well on his stomach. They all ate the last leftover pizzas, but Francis only ate one slice, he said he wasn't that hungry, but had more space for drinking. No one said anything but they would keep an eye on him, and besides, it would be fun to watch two drinking players playing billiard.

Francis finished his fifth can and picked his cue stick for his turn. He focused on the white ball and... they noticed there wasn't anything ahead but the hole.

"Uh, Francis..." Kellen said, "You're pointing at nowhere."

"I got it, I got it," he slurred, pointing weirdly at the white ball, but his vision was giving him two balls and the distance from afar was nonexistent. He pulled back the cue stick and launched...

He missed the ball and hit nothing. Marvin broke up laughing. He didn't give up and hit the ball at the bottom and it jumped up for a second in the air and rolled aimlessly into the hole.

"Pocket!" Francis cried and quickly picked up another can of beer as if celebrating his victory.

Kellen facepalmed. "Francis, I think you have enough."

"Imma survivor, I can drunk what I want and I wooonn, cox boi."

Marvin could not stop laughing.

"See? He gets my jukes." He pointed with the can at Marvin, and it spilled some on the floor.

"Dude, watch out!" cried Darwin. "You almost spilled it on the table."

"That's it! You're going to bed!" Kellen said sternly.

"No! Imma big boy! I wanna party!"

"To bed! Now!"

He whimpered in defeat. "Yes, daddy..." he drank the whole can what was left of it and walked unsteadily to the door, but he leaned against the wall and now he needed some help.

Kellen and the others sighed and helped him to stand on his two feet. "Come on, I'll help you to bed."

"Aw, thanks, you're my savior..." his drunken smile was so contagious. Marvin could not stop smiling at the sight.

Darwin and Kellen held Francis on each side as they shimmied through the door and carefully watched his swinging head from hitting anything from the threshold. "I love you~."

That was it, Marvin laughed than he shouldn't have.

"You should see him at the parties," Ivan said, "he's a true party animal."

The evening continued without Francis. They stopped drinking based on their own limit, Darwin was the last one to call it quits and played billiard some more. Marvin saw his brother and the others flushed on their cheeks, especially Ivan who was glowing red from the beer.

Marvin decided to go to bed and bid goodnight to them as he walked to his bedroom. It didn't, no, nothing came as he hoped for like asking Francis about himself while drunk. He drank too much and now he was in his bed out cold or something.

Marvin walked into the dark room without turning on the lights, thanking his night vision. There was a bit of light coming from the window either from the moon or the lights from the porch.

He picked up his backpack on the chair to change his clothes after he took a shower. He glanced at Francis' bed, the dog-man laid quietly with a blanket on, chest rising up and down soothingly. Marvin left with his essentials to the bathroom, and he subconsciously gulped.

The house got quiet as Marvin rested on the bed, staring at the ceiling with arms crossed under his head. The guys had already turned in for the night after taking a shower or skipped it and went straight to bed.

Time was slow and something deep in Marvin's mind was poking him, like, telling him not to sleep as if the night was still young, but he knew it was like eleven of the night or something.

He turned his head, then his body close to the edge of the loft bed, and peered down at Francis. It was a comical sight, he noticed his tongue slightly out of his lips, was he still drunk? How many cans did he take actually? He thought. Four, five? Or maybe he took more than we didn't bother to count?

Whatever the case, he had one too many. He rolled back in bed and took a deep breath as he settled into his sleep...

He couldn't...

He rolled back to the edge and stared at the sleeping collie. That was when it hit him, he was at a crossroads of two paths to choose. One was simple, go back to bed, and the other... well, approach Francis closer.

He didn't like the proposal, but it was a rare opportunity. An opportunity to take a closer look at Francis without him noticing.

Marvin thought about the video he helped Francis make. It was hot, sexy, and attracted him to come closer.

He gulped. It wouldn't hurt, would it? It was an opportunity he could not miss.

He slowly moved in bed, making as little noise as possible. He descended the small ladder and let his feet touch the warm carpeting on the floor, softening his footfalls. He stood not too far from Francis's bed. He was undisturbed and sleeping away, Marvin stepped a little closer. Through the night vision, Francis' eyelids were closed with little effort, his face was relaxed.

Marvin scanned his form from head to toe. The blanket was in the way and the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to check his body out. He grabbed the edge that only covered his chest. Marvin gulped once more and silently pulled down the sheet.

Marvin gently dropped the blanket over his upper legs. He took a deep breath silently as he admired the athletic form of Francis. Apparently, Kellen and Darwin helped to unclothe Francis in his underwear so he could sleep comfortably. That was a win for Marvin as he could enjoy the view up closer. He was wearing plaid boxers with blue and white stripes.

The bed was too low for standing, so Marvin kneeled on the floor with a soft carpet, it leveled him perfectly where he stood and still had a view but more up closer. He realized his heartbeat was beating heavily by the situation. He gulped again.

He took his time and stared at Francis' muscular form. His toned pecs heaved quietly and steadily along his abdominals. The black and white arms lay side by side in their natural stance or whatever their comfortable resting position in bed was.

Then it hit him, was he a light sleeper or a heavy one at that... or something in between? Marvin felt on a threshold before him, if he stepped in, would Francis wake up with just one touch? The only reason he came this far was because Francis drank too much, helping in the hope he would not notice his actions of the night. How long had he stopped drinking after his last can of beer? At this point, he was in a deep sleep from the looks of it. Marvin's desires were too thick to ignore and back out, he wanted this, just once.

He drew his right, black-furred hand out over Francis, thinking about where to start. His eyes were already fulfilled and pleased but his hovering hand was eager to get real physical contact. There goes nothing, Marvin thought.

His hand gently rested on his toned stomach. Warmed as expected. He tried to enjoy it, but one false move would wake up the beast. And that alone somehow thrilled him to initiate to do more. He never considered himself lucky, but he knew that luck had its limits, and he could not waste it tonight.

He moved gently around the six-packs with his palm and fingertip pads. The short fur of his underside was soft, and the pronounced muscles were still firmed while relaxed. He drew one finger through the crevice of the abs slowly until stopping on his bellybutton. Then again with four fingers bumping through the contours of the abs, rippling slightly by the contact--

Hand backing up, Marvin looked cautiously at Francis. His muzzle moved slightly and made a low mumble. Francis automatically took a gentle intake of air and sighed. Marvin stood like a statue and saw Francis' muzzle turning away from Marvin. He waited a short moment until he was in the clear.

He focused on the white chest; its rounded and squared shape was the hunkiest part. How strong and supple they were? Only to find out. Marvin brought back his right hand and planted it on Francis' left breast. Nice~, he thought. There was quite a mass there and slightly suppled as he gently groped the left pectoral. The fingertips lightly sunk into the short fur and muscle as he kneaded quietly the pec and the thumb rubbing like a joystick. He heard Francis' mumbling, but this time more confident as if he found a way to tell when he would wake up. His muzzle was facing away, so Marvin continued his lusty mission. He moved his right hand on the collie's right pec, kneading gently and feeling his relaxed muscles. Man, I bet they're hard like stones when he flexes them, thought Marvin. Speaking of flexing though...

He eyed Francis' right arm in front of him near the edge of the bed. Even in the relaxed state, the arm was still well-carved muscularly. The white forearm lay there undisturbed and still wearing his smartwatch on his wrist as Marvin checked the black-furred bicep and triceps. Nice~, he's such a hunk, though Marvin.

He placed his hand on the upper arm and kneaded the mass of the bicep. Marvin gulped in a good way. Satisfied with his achievement in getting what he wanted. Through the dark vision he barely made out the vein that traversed through the bicep. He laid a forefinger gently on it and traced it to the bottom. The right triceps was under it but could compensate by feeling it up on what was part of the triceps. Still equally strong as the bicep.

He turned to the breathing chest again, checking at his nipples. The dark-pink circles were in between warm and cold, the nubs slightly erected and areolas not too shrunk. Marvin wished he could do things to those nipples with his lips and tongue, but that would give away his coverage. What if Francis was very sensitive to them and could easily have woken up? He decided to give a little test.

With one forefinger, he laid it down on the right pec and made circles around the areola.

He paid attention to the sleeping Francis and only made a mumble and steady breathing.

Then he decided to give one a simple kiss on the lips. He leaned forward at the right pec and gave it a dry-lipped smooch. The lips brushed the nub...

"Hmm..." Marvin heard the gentle rumble and murmur. He retreated his muzzle away and watched Francis' reaction. Maybe he was a little sensitive to it.

Marvin had just accomplished one part tonight and finally paid attention to Francis' nether region. He wondered if he had given him an erection after feeling his body up. He was wearing plaid boxers which were a bit loose and comfortable to wear and he could not make up any particular growing bulge under the fabric.

Marvin moved a little to the right on his knees to meet up closer to Francis' goods and he realized how hot and aroused he was. His penis was aching tightly on his underwear and very possibly leaking some pre-fluids smearing in his boxers. But he focused on Francis' penis.

Upon a closer look, there was something growing underneath. Marvin knew that taking off his plaid boxers was impossible and pulling out his penis under the waistband was too risky. He was glad that wore plaid boxers as they were quite loose-fit and the front opening for relieving piss was easier. So that was where he started. He brought his two hands together and opened the front as stealthiest he could. He dug his right hand in carefully and touched something warmed. His beating heart got faster and heavier, trying not to think about what was going to happen next if Francis woke up and focused on what he wanted to do next...

The penis came out, it was half-erected... and big...

Holy shit, he thought, it's big...

The foreskin was slightly opening to show the pink glands of pleasure. There were no signs of pre-fluids coming out, so Francis wasn't as stimulated as he thought he was for now.

Marvin's knees were hurting him a bit, standing like this was the best way to distance himself, so he silently picked up his pillow from his bed without climbing it and placed it on the floor with his knees in place. Now one problem away, he refocused on Francis' penis.

Grabbing the whole cock was too on point, so he would make use of his fingertips to lightly stimulate him quietly. He had done it to himself before as an experiment, so massaging him with the fingertips would be enough and the foreskin would assist the extra pleasure.

Marvin placed all five fingertips on the half-erected cock and began to pull back. It stretched open the foreskin and saw the glans clear as night. Marvin gulped, he never had a penis this up close before, let alone a sleepy one with little consent. He slowly started up and down, it grew firmer and stretched, and next it stood on full mast. Damn, it's big, he thought.

He glanced at Francis who wasn't disturbed in his sleep but moved his mumbling muzzle to his right. Marvin was in no point of return and fulfilled his desires by jacking off someone else. It turned him on, the danger of being caught was at its full maximum. One little mistake, he could kiss his life goodbye, and claimed that this was all worth it.

He stared fixedly at Francis' penis, the glands' foreskin closing and opening as he stroked him gently. Pre finally came leaking out. He turned back to Francis and could make out his quiet raspy moan escaping from his lips. He was vaguely feeling it without knowing. He might have been having a nice erotic dream at that moment which coincided with Marvin jacking him off.

Marvin was salivating a bit, wishing he could suck that penis, but doing so and knowing that a blowjob was too on point than a handjob could wake up Francis. Now the hardest part was when he would come...

Marvin stroked him slowly and steadily, patience was key, fingertips holding him as minimally as possible and stimulating him as subtly as possible. He could not believe this practical strategy was working well on Francis, knowing he drank one too many and maybe combined that he was a decent deep sleeper were the factors of his state. Enough common sense and logic, he thought, let's get jacking.

Marvin picked up the pace slightly faster, the pre had dripped down on the tip of his thumb. More and more translucent drips appeared when the foreskin opened the shining glands. Francis' quiet breathing was getting more labored, not knowing the vague sensations happening on his body were the work of one hand. His chest hitched slightly and then his muzzle swung back to the left.

Not knowing when he would come, he had all night until dawn. Marvin took some fresh air quietly to focus gently on stroking the awake organ, telling him that it was okay to suck him, but Marvin refrained to do so from blowing up his cover. Come on, he thought, when are you going to cum?

He moved his fingertips a little closer to the tip where he felt the slippery fluids wetting his digits. He heard Francis soften moans increasing. He was reaching the dangerous zone of waking him up.

But he didn't feel like caring anymore.

The fingertips now covered in pre helped to improve and accelerate his stimulation. He tried to close the foreskin for some rubbing but noticed the glands were swelling bigger. Oh shit, he's cumming, he thought. He kept the same pace but a little more faster and as gently as possible. Francis' moans intensified; his chest heaved at random intervals. Marvin paid attention to his hearing to tell his upcoming climax as he jerked his throbbing dick.

Francis' lips let out a long drawn out raspy, dried, moan. His whole body shuddered. Marvin felt the strong jerk of the dick as it easily slipped off from his fingertips. Retrieving his hand from the cock, he saw the first spurt coming out short, but then the second came out a long rope across the entire length of Francis' abs, and the third came out of control and so as the rest. The penis swung in the air at each jerking motion as it shot in random directions either vertically, horizontally, or both before plopping below the navel. It left a long trail of semen almost the entire length of Francis' torso. It was a weird erotic spectacle for Marvin to witness that in person all alone in the dark vision.

The climax had calmed down, Francis was now breathing heavily without knowing. He might have gotten knocked out after feeling the strong relieving sensation which put him in a deeper sleep than he already was.

Marvin stood on his feet and analyzed the aftermath. The once glorious hunk was now spoiled in his own fresh cum.

That was hot..., he breathed. Even after jerking yesterday, he came plenty.

He knew that cleaning him up was impossible. If anything, Francis would simply wake up and conclude that he had a wet dream last night. However, if he remembered being covered with the blanket before sleeping, he could suspect something was amiss. Marvin picked the blanket on his legs and covered him up to the chest, not minding the bodily fluids drying on his stomach. He thought for a moment if he should put the penis back under the boxers as it were but remarked that sometimes his penis would sneak out incidentally on the front after a morning wood or adjusting his underwear given how loose fit the plaid boxers were.

Now, it was to pretend that this did not happen which was impossible to ignore after committing to it, Marvin sighed. He quietly left the room to go to the bathroom to check himself for any stains on his fur or shirt. He washed his hands and looked down at his raging boner. He forgot about it the whole session and now he could take care of it.

...

Marvin kept his voice down, muffling and huffing at the biggest pleasure he ever felt. As if his hands had found new tricks to stimulate his penis or the recent events were still intensely fresh for Marvin, or his sexual limits were at the brink of holding it up too long and must be vented off as soon as possible. Marvin quickly grabbed the readied toilet paper and covered it up around his penis for his coming load. His knees gave out, resting on the mat to soften his thud, and supported himself with one hand on the closed toilet as he came more pleasurably than he ever felt yesterday.

He slumped on the floor, ignoring the cold tiled floor as he blindly stared at the ceiling. He took a moment before sitting up and opening the toilet lid to throw away the used toilet paper and flush the handler.

He stood up and freshened himself up from the heat. He splashed some water on his face and looked at the mirror. He was exhausted, way too past his bedtime. A face full of emotions hidden behind a mask that kept them neutral.

One part he felt fulfilled in reaching his desires and the other came tumbling down: he sexually harassed a person. What the fuck, man? his consciousness spoke,What the fuck were you thinking? You pervert!

His face cracked into a frown, now reality came back to remind him of the consequences of what could happen next. If Francis found out by himself and asked him directly, there was no other way to keep lying to himself and Francis until the end of the trip and never speak of it again and Francis moving on with an unknown scar on his body from sexual harassment.

Marvin gulped dryly; he cupped his hands to wash his mouth to get rid of the bitter taste in his mouth. He spat it and went back to bed.

...

Marvin was the last one to wake up when his brother went to check on him for breakfast. He recovered well, drank coffee, and ate oatmeal to start the day. He glanced at the happy-looking Francis as if nothing had affected him, assuming he woke up with the dried stain of his fluids on his fur and blanket and had taken a shower to clean up his embarrassing accident.

As usual, the day went on, everyone except Marvin tried to make up the last day of their retreat. The young fox wasn't in the mood but stayed on the outdoor porch to relax and take in the fresh air as he watched the guys playing beach tennis.

The fresh air did the job, but he still felt heavy and dreaded. He watched Francis playing, his energetic and handsome smile was very contagious to smile, but he couldn't, and his attempts to clear up were not working. Not even after jerking off to clear his mind didn't, instead it only cleared his lusted mind to realize he made an awful thing. He frowned in guilt.

From the beginning, it was just lust that woke his mind when he first met him and all he could think about was what a piece of eye candy Francis was. At some point, he vaguely started to like him even more as he kept hanging out with him, what did he even deserve that? He was a genuine guy, a bit goofy but overall, a nice guy. Innocent at best. Why did he do that?

I was just horny, okay? He mentally cried_. He's a hunky hot sex symbol! Now I regret it._

He took a deep breath and sighed. I must tell him, he thought. Somehow. The sooner the better. I don't care if he hates me after this. Or going to jail.

His thoughts were interrupted when his brother came to check on him under the parasol. Kellen knew something was different about his younger brother and asked him in private in the kitchen after playing with the guys.

It was a matter of time when things were getting dense and too dense to be ignored. Kellen and Marvin sat across from each other on the kitchen table. For some reason, and uncanny, Kellen's authoritative figure really was a spitting image of his father whenever something felt amiss or wrong about his children. Maybe Kellen tried to be that example as the eldest sibling.

"Marvin, is everything alright?" he said.

"Yes, just that this is the last day and all..." he replied sincerely as best he could to avoid trouble.

"Nothing happened last night, did it? Francis was drunk, he didn't do anything weird, right?"

"No, he was too passed out and hardly moved. If he tried to do weird things, he would have trouble climbing the ladder."

"Yeah, you're right, he'll end up hanging upside down on the ladder."

The fox brothers chuckled together humorously. One of the things they still shared and cherished together.

"But in all seriousness," Kellen continued a little sternly, "you're feeling down, what is it then?"

"It's just... well... we're having fun this trip and I really enjoyed hanging out with you guys. Your friends are great!" Marvin smiled genuinely.

Kellen listened, expecting to hear something more than the bright side.

This was where Marvin decided to white lie. "I... well... this is going to sound stupid, but..." he tapped the tabletop with his fingers. "I think I'm crushing on Francis..."

Kellen's eyes and ears reacted to his statement funnily. "Oh, so you're..."

"It's such a shame that I won't see him when I start in college, you know? He's fun to hang out with," Marvin's tail wagged. "I... I like him, I don't know how to describe him well, but I like him, he's cool!" Marvin smiled like a fool's true crush.

Kellen looked away and chuckled. "That's it? Well, he is bisexual, so he is available. But I don't know if he's interested."

"Really? Uh, y-yeah, but maybe he already has someone else in mind."

"Well, I leave it to you then. You tell him how you feel. This is the last day after all."

Marvin gulped nervously. Not only did his brother give him his blessing, but he was leaving it up to him to confess his feelings. On the other hand, this could be the perfect cover-up to confess his sin.

That came out of nowhere, one part of him wanted to come clean and have this precious second chance. He did admit that he liked Francis, but he assumed it was sexual rather than mutual but the few days he hung out with him until committing the dark deed and dawned on him how he felt bad about it afterwards. Now this sudden change of scenery of his brother asking how he was feeling and trying to cover it up from suspicion led to confessing how he felt about Francis. Which came out naturally.

His heart was beating. I'm an idiot, I like him, he thought. I really am...

Kellen spoke, interrupting him as he stood up from his seat. "If anything, don't feel bad if he rejects you, okay?"

And there it was, not only he rejects but also finding out he was molested last night and that would give Marvin a bad look on him from Francis. Marvin gulped nervously.Why does everything have to be 50-50?

...

The day passed like a breeze except for Marvin for dragging his feelings and misdeeds too long. He didn't want the others to know or get too involved and wanted things quiet and private. The only time they could get in private with Francis was simply at bedtime. That was the only way once everyone went to bed. During the whole day, Marvin had to keep his smile on and keep it as if everything wasn't wrong and hoped that no one had noticed his downed mood.

Dinner was served and as the guys went out to the porch, he decided that it was time to talk to Francis. He still looked in a good mood.

Just before Francis was about to leave the table, Marvin grabbed his wrist a little nervously.

"Fr-francis?" Marvin stuttered. "Can we talk?"

Francis looked puzzled but nodded. "Sure."

"In our room, pl-please."

Francis grew concerned, he had little idea where this was going, but whatever he had to say to him was very serious. He nodded cooperatively.

The two walked through the corridor to the bedroom they shared. Marvin took a fresh dose of air as he prepared himself for the upcoming consequences. He sat on the only chair in the room while Francis simply sat on his bed.

They sat almost across from each other but still face to face. They were still wearing their swimwear, Marvin in his trunks and white shirt and Francis in his sleeveless yellow T-shirt and blue trunks.

The room was silent, Marvin was taking it all in until he could break the ice. He tapped his fingers on his knees while Francis rested his forearms on his knees, waiting for him to speak.

"I... last night... I..." he broke his voice, trying to find a way to leverage. "I have no way to say this, but I..." he gave him the sincerest look with ears flattened and Francis felt really concerned. Marvin recovered, clearing his throat, and said right away, "I sexually molested you while you were asleep."

Francis' floppy ears jumped, eyes widening and brows rising. "So, it wasn't a wet dream I had last night... you..."

"I jerked you off when you were drunk, I was just..." he couldn't look at him, so ashamed of his actions. "I couldn't help it," his voice raised higher, "I'm so sorry, Francis!" His eyes watered, a lump grew in his throat and his whole body trembled. "I am... so... sorry!"

Francis tried to take in the new information but seeing Marvin breaking into tears made him refocus on the young fox. "Calm down, Marvin, it's okay." One part of Francis feared that if Kellen heard the commotion, he could be in trouble for whatever he did to Marvin. "Shh, calm down, the others could hear."

There was music outside, hopefully it masked Marvin's sobbing. The walls of the container and woodwork are not soundproof. Let's hope the background music helped.

Francis could not give a flying heck of being molested when Marvin admitted and confessed his bad actions from last night. He stood up and approached to calm him down.

He kneeled in front of Marvin, hands on his shoulders. "Look at me," he said in a mature tone.

Marvin looked at him, wiping his tears and breathing heavily. "P-please forgive me, I-I have no excuse."

"I'll forgive you, Marvin, but please calm down. I don't want to be on your brother's bad side."

Marvin settled down and explained, "It's okay, he kinda knows what we're here for."

"You told him about last night?"

"No, he thinks that I told him about liking you and this is a cover-up to tell you what I did to you."

It took him a moment for Francis to get his mind together on what Marvin said. He was honestly confused. Kellen thought Marvin had a crush on him, the crush confession was just a cover-up for Marvin's true confession.

It clicked on like a lightbulb. "Oh..."

Marvin blew his nose with his shirt. "So... you'll forgive me?"

"Yeah, sure." He smiled, still holding him gently on his shoulders. "I'll give you a chance. It's just that I..." he shrugged, "I vaguely remember anything. I mean sure, I felt it and felt... good. I guess I was too drunk to care and enjoy it--heh, I don't know." He shrugged again. "But hey, at least I woke up in a good mood."

Marvin broke a snickering smile and chucked. Francis smiled, glad to cheer him up.

Francis let go of his shoulders but was still on one knee and facing him. "Just so you know, I'm still taking this all in, this never happened to me before, and... this is kind of serious, you know? But you're telling me the truth and feeling very guilty about it, makes me feel better that you're being honest about it."

Marvin nodded, so glad that Francis was taking this whole thing maturely and civilly. He smiled and made for the collie for a hug. Francis responded back as he stood up from his knees and hugged back, patting his back.

"Thanks..." Marvin said. Not minding his first, consented, physical contact with Francis.

"No problem. We can put this behind us."

"Yeah," he let go of the hug. His heart was beating a little more. I think I still have some feelings left.

"So..." Francis started, "do you like me, or was that an excuse to talk to me about this?"

Marvin blushed. He looked away. "Yeah, I do, you're..." gulped embarrassedly, "you're handsome, fun, and..."

"Okay, okay, I get it..." Francis blushed with hands up. "You have the hots for me. I get that a lot in university. I know I'm some eye candy that everyone wants a piece from me."

"Heh, you must have dated lots of guys and, uh, girls, right?"

"Yeah, I have, wait, how did you know I'm bi?"

"Kellen told me when I told him about crushing on you."

"Right... I guess I should've checked on my gaydar then."

Marvin and Francis laughed.

Marvin sighed. "It's such a shame that we won't be seeing each other in college, you know? You're graduating and I'll soon start this year."

"Yeah, real shame, but we can stay in touch. You want my number?" he smiled while picking up his phone from the nightstand.

Marvin's tail waved excitedly as he smiled. This was the beginning of a new second chance.

They joined with the others on the porch in good spirits which left the impression on Kellen that everything went well. He wasn't too keen on the idea of Francis dating his young brother, but he kept forgetting that Marvin had turned eighteen recently. But at the same time, Francis was a nice guy and an ideal big brother like himself.

The last evening went well, the guys played some billiard and drank some beer. Francis this time kept his control over the beer so he wouldn't ruin the evening like last time.

Bedtime was coming in and the boys called it a night. Marvin returned to his bedroom and met with Francis lying lazily on the bed, fiddling with his phone.

The fox stood there awkwardly for a moment before deciding to climb up to his bed.

"Hey, wanna sleep with me?"

Marvin looked at him surprised, "What?" The collie was smiling as he put his phone on the nightstand and shuffled on his feet to stand up.

He stood in a short distance between Marvin with a welcoming smile and repeated, "Do you wanna share the bed with me?"

Marvin looked at Francis' bed, it was slightly wider to sleep two people than his upper loft bed. He looked at him in wonder. "Are you okay with it?"

"Yeah, you like me, right? This is our last night together, so..." he crossed his arms on the bottom hem of the yellow shirt and lifted it up to show himself shirtless. "So do you want to?"

Marvin gulped at the offering nervously as he held on to the ladder. "Are you sure you're okay with it?"

"Of course." He pulled down his blue trunks, he was now in his underwear. This was his usual way of sleeping, but it seemed to have an effect on Marvin.

"What are you suggesting?"

"Well, I'll leave it to you to decide. But first, answer me; do you wanna share the bed with me?"

The offer was there, an opportunity to be with Francis much closer with permission. "Yes." He finally answered.

Francis smiled as he lent a hand and guided him to the bed. It didn't take long, Francis first and then Marvin next to him.

The awkward silence of Marvin in wonder if this was a good idea to sleep with him after doing him lewdly in bed without consent, but Francis had shown himself to be very open about his boundaries. He was very forward and quite opportunistic.

Francis settled himself comfortably with his arms behind his head which purposedly made Marvin enjoy the sexy view next to him, the collie smiled. Marvin settled down on the bed and took deep breaths.

"Just so you know," Francis said, "tonight, l leave you decide; do you want a hookup or just sleep and cuddle together."

Marvin thought carefully. "Are you sure? You're not scarred from last night?"

He shrugged dismissively. "I guess I'll have to just find out if you want to touch me."

This guy's a soldier, thought Marvin. He contemplated Francis for a moment before deciding what he wanted. He looked at his handsome black and white face, his muscular chest, chiseled abs, and... his bulge between his legs. He was offering something special tonight but could not tell if it was mutual or non-mutual.

No matter what would happen, Marvin would take it. "Okay... just... just once." He rolled on his side more comfortably to face him better. "After this... we'll start from zero..." he laid his hand on his chest gently. "Tonight, it's just a nightstand."

Francis nodded, smiling, and winking at him. He spoke lowly, "Alright, I'm all yours."

Marvin's heartbeat began. He almost didn't know where to start but had his right hand on his chest already. Without words, Marvin caressed Francis' chest, this time with a consented green light. No longer sneaking up on him and could enjoy his athletic form peacefully. He kneaded the left pec a few times gently which made Francis chuckle at the feeling and gave a rumbling flex on the pec. The exchange passed on Marvin's hand to feel the warmed pectoral's strength and vibrations. Wordlessly, Marvin slid the hand down through Francis' abs like before, fingertips bumping the six-packs and heard Francis giggling a little...

"Heh, tickles..." he giggled. "This feels familiar..."

Marvin gave a small smile and returned to explore his hard stomach. Francis' left leg jumped, reacting to Marvin's caressing hand. His foot thumped on the bed.

"Sorry, I can't resist."

Marvin rolled his eyes and landed his hand on the bulge under the plaid boxers. It was warm and firm. The hand felt the familiar shape of a penis growing inside in full mast.

Francis mumbled at the feeling of being held down there. He wasn't looking, eyes closed and muzzled at the ceiling.

Marvin's patience was falling easily. Hearing Francis moaning like that unlike before was better, he was very much into this. Not too fast but not too slow, he dug his hand under the collie's underwear and grabbed his hardened penis with some simple strokes. Francis gasped off guard, it sounded fake, but Marvin liked how he got a reaction from him easily. He pumped his cock with a strong grip with his whole hand instead of fingertips. The hand received the full heat that rushed to Marvin's beating heart, telling him that he touched a real dick for the first time.

Francis, still staring at the ceiling, moaned in pleasure at the stroking sensation and didn't notice Marvin's muzzle getting closer to his. Marvin could not wait any longer and wanted some real physical contact with Francis. He let go of the penis to hold Francis; muzzle to guide his direction to kiss him in desperation. Francis was caught off guard again, but quickly got the message and kissed the fox with pleasure.

Marvin rolled on top of him as they made out on the bed. Arms embracing closer together for the newfound warmth between their bodies. Marvin took an air brake to take off his white shirt, Francis half-helping to take it off. Francis had seen him shirtless at the beach in the past few days and could appreciate his twunk body with his own hands holding him on the sides with care. Marvin leaned back to kiss him more with hands holding his furry cheeks. It was his first kiss and wanted to take it in deeply. It didn't feel like a real kiss but knew there were plenty ahead of him.

Francis had to admit that Marvin was very active in bed compared to his usually calm personality. He guessed everyone was unique in their own right until you got to know them better. He was starting to like this wild side of Marvin even more.

Marvin parted the kiss to take in the moment, Francis breathing heavily as he stared at the lusty fox. Marvin stared at him and then at his heaving, sweaty chest, he leaned down for one kiss on the lips and one on the neck. Francis moaned at the tickling whiskers and lips and writhed as Marvin came up closer to his chest.

Having the collie's form up closer, Marvin laid his muzzle between the pectorals, kissing from top to bottom as he put both hands on each pec and kneaded them in circles. The fox lecherously kissed every corner of the muscles, feeling the rumbling and heaving chest when Francis moaned at every erogenous zone. He wasn't done and finally could try out the nipples, licking his lips before starting with the right one.

"Ff-fuck!" Francis grunted. "E-easy..."

Marvin obeyed and moved to the other but a little gentler but still pleasuring Francis, licking around the areola and nub and then sucking it with his lips. Francis' response was pleasuring voices.

"Oh, fuck..."

Marvin accomplished his desires and moved down to the abs; they flexed in defense as he was about to tease every pack on his stomach. With his tongue and lips, he buried his muzzle in the valley of his abs, kissing each muscle as Francis writhed at the teasing sensations. Marvin reached the belly button to finish it with a kiss and focused on the plaid boxers.

He didn't take a moment to take it all in and pulled it out vigorously, Francis helping him by kicking it off with his strong legs and it flew out of the way.

Marvin could appreciate the gifted collie's member; it was as big as he remembered. Francis prepared for his next step to receive some good head.

Marvin grabbed him and heard Francis say, "Did you suck it?"

He glanced at him before leaning closer. "No, I didn't. I only gave you a handjob."

"Right... just take it eas..." Marvin opened up and took the half of it, "oh~ fuck~."

Francis must have head before but never seen someone that eager. Probably a first-timer, he thought. He gasped from the slippery tongue licking at the right spot. A good one at that...

Marvin just guessed where the good spots were but focused on the glands as he pulled off the foreskin. He closed his eyes as he held Francis' dick with one hand and the other on the thigh. He bobbed up and down carefully from choking, taking in the warming sensation of the hot rod in his mouth and tongue. Pre was leaking and mixing with his saliva. The hand on the thigh roved over through the abs a little aggressively and groped firmly on the pectoral with some tensed kneading. Francis grunted and moaned from the fox's actions, feeling good and riled up sexually.

Marvin finally let go to take a break, breathing hard as he kept stroking the penis, saliva and pre roped his lips and tongue. The fox was far beyond what Francis remembered him as a calm quiet fox. He was horny for him to do anything impossible to possible.

"Wow, you're good at this..." Francis said in heavy breaths.

Marvin crawled back to face him with begging eyes. "Please, I want it in me."

Francis was taken aback a bit. "What? Are you sure?"

"I want this--I wanna lose my virginity."

"Wow, take it easy, good thing I'm prepared." Francis moved Marvin from him to look at his backpack. He picked up a pack of condoms from one compartment and spoke as he sat back on the bed, "To tell you the truth, Marvin, I was expecting Darwin for a quick hookup."

"What?" Marvin's eyes boggled.

"Uh, don't tell anymore, but he's bicurious and we have done it a few times. I guess this trip wasn't the time for us to fool around."

"Holy shit." Marvin was at a loss for words. Now imagining those two in bed was a hot sight to behold.

"Yeah..." he smiled awkwardly smiled as he put the condom on his cock. "Lie down and I'll do the rest. I have lube and wipes."

Francis was prepared, expecting an encounter with the crocodile but something else came around. He brought condoms, lube, and wipes in case things got interesting in the retreat.

Marvin's heart pounded loudly in anticipation of being penetrated which was coming closer and closer. He didn't want to watch and covered himself with a pillow. Francis ignored it and proceeded to stretch his innards. He whined at the first finger; Francis comforted him with his soothing voice to calm him down as he put the second finger. Marvin then felt the most intriguing feeling he ever felt, Francis found the G-spot with just a gentle touch. He gasped at the newfound sensation and with the upcoming penetration, he mentally prepared for the next step. He was ready.

Francis picked up Marvin's legs to rest on his shoulders and applied lubrication on his stretched anus.

"Are you ready?" Marvin nodded and gulped.

It took effort, but Marvin took it like a champion. The feeling of someone inside him gave him wonders impossible he could imagine. This was what he was missing. Francis pushed in and out as Marvin was at a loss as the former hit his G-spot gently.

"Okay, ready?" Francis asked one more time.

"Yeah..." he nodded pleadingly.

The thrusting was steady and gentle but enough for Marvin to feel what he ever wanted in his life. He helplessly watched Francis pounding him below as he held his legs on his shoulders. The collie's handsome features were intense and manly as he huffed and grunted on every thrust that earned him some tightening pleasures. His sweat matted his black and white fur and his muscles worked as if exercising in a weight machine. The thrusting increased and Marvin moaned at each pressure, trying to catch his breath but losing it on each pleasure from the G-spot.

But he managed to say, "Come here..." and gestured with one hand to come closer.

Francis moved the legs from his shoulders to lean closer to the fox for an intense kiss. The fox wrapped his arms and legs around the collie and Francis returned the gesture with one hand behind the fox's head to press further the kiss. It was hard to tell if this was mutual or not, but they exchanged their desires as they pleased. Because it was Marvin's first time, Francis wanted to give Marvin whatever he wanted.

They parted the kiss and Francis resumed thrusting inside of Marvin with muzzles up close. Eyes were staring too fixedly at each other. The bed slightly creaked and groaned but stood firmly and didn't bang against the walls. Their bodies undulated rhythmically as Marvin watched Francis' ripped muscles above him sweating and flexing, he grabbed a pair of biceps and triceps with his hands to feel them at each thrust mindlessly. He explored his heaving chest and roamed his shoulders and neck for another leaning kiss.

Marvin felt the kisses were turning mutual somehow every time he kissed him, but the conclusion would come later. He gave all his might and turned his partner over to sit him on top of him as they kissed. Francis was taken aback for a second but quickly obeyed what Marvin wanted next. Francis held Marvin's butt and resumed thrusting him inside. Marvin held himself in place by supporting his hands on Francis' squeezable chest and bounced his whole body up and down, filling the air with moans of pleasure.

In this position, Marvin could feel a new different feeling of being penetrated as he stood there with a cock under him banging his insides. He could not help but moan almost loudly and hearing Francis huffing loudly beneath him and his heaving large build as he thrusted him further spiked up his lust up to eleven and made him bounce on him even faster.

They were smiling at each other as they fooled around, all worries were gone, and nothing was in their way tonight. Just the two of them.

Francis grabbed Marvin's cock to jerk him off. Marvin was blinded in lust that he could not tell which part of his body was being stimulated, his G-spot or his jerking cock? Both felt equally good. He didn't stop moving his hips until he reached his climax. It was too good to stop.

On instinct, he held his own cock with Francis' hand and arched his back slightly with his muzzle up in the air, and moaned. Marvin blew his load on each spasm with closed eyes and mouth opened. His body shuddered and took in a deep breath as kept jerking his throbbing cock pointing at Francis.

The release was incredible, but Francis kept moving beneath him as he opened his eyes as he recovered but found himself still being stimulated which gave him extreme sensibility of post-orgasm. The sight of his semen splattered all over Francis' body was hot and could not refocus as the collie continued pounding on his anus.

Marvin was too tired and collapsed on Francis, but he hadn't finished yet. Francis moved on the bed and held his partner in a sitting position. Marvin whined at the now sensitive prostate but held him dearly with arms and legs around the big dog as he pounded him for his incoming climax.

"Almost there, I'm close..." Francis grunted.

The slippery lube and the clapping sounds of Marvin's cheeks remained in the air. Marvin whined throughout the session until he felt Francis' body trembling and jerking in their embrace.

Francis ejaculated with a powerful grunt in his voice and rumbled through his chest passing it to Marvin's ears and senses. The condom-covered penis pressed and throbbed deeper with an extra warming sensation inside of Marvin. He held Marvin almost tightly as he came, legs shaking and curling his toes and he felt his load spurting and leaking out from the condom.

It all fell quiet except for their heavy panting as they stared at each other and their minds cleared up.

Marvin broke the silence with a kiss that came almost mutual, and Francis returned the kiss openly.

One shower later, they wordlessly reunited together in bed and shared it more intimately as if they were official couples. Marvin wished this would come true.

...

The morning came and Marvin felt like a new man. He woke up in the arms of the collie behind him in their underwear. He smiled at the new chapter, after this, they would start from zero and work their way up. He found someone who cared for him like Kellen did but only more intimately and romantically. He got a good dose of it after confessing what he did to him the other night and how he handled the situation and soothed him to calm him down, he was a great guy.

Today was the last day, and it was time to pack up. Their spring break retreat had ended, and in a few days, they would go back to class. Marvin would never forget this spring break, ever.

They had breakfast one last time and the guys had some awkward-looking faces in the kitchen. Kellen was not the exception either but didn't say a thing. Darwin and Ivan looked as if they never slept well but managed.

Each mind said the same thing without discussing it, however, last night, as Marvin and Francis had the talk, Kellen spoke briefly about Marvin's feelings to the guys. They gave him the blessings... only that same night, they heard noises they didn't expect.

Darwin thought, Oh man, that escalated quickly!

Ivan thought, Is this for real? Just one confession and they were now fucking!?

Kellen thought, Oh, brother, what were you thinking?

It was indeed complicated as they didn't know the real story, but nonetheless, Marvin and Francis were happy. It didn't take long; they knew what they were thinking and realized they had forgotten to keep things quiet in bed. They dismissably shrugged and ate their breakfast in peace.

After cleaning up the house and packing their stuff and unlocking the house, they rode back home. First was Marvin and Kellen as they were close and the last of being picked up. Marvin gave a goodbye hug to Francis before walking back to his home as he waved to the guys.

"Nice meeting you all."

"Take care, Marvin! We'll keep in touch!" Francis said as he closed the car door.

As the car drove away from their house, Kellen looked at him like before in disbelief.

"What?" Marvin said.

"I... you... and..."

Marvin cut him off. "Let's not, Kellen. I know what we did was stupid, but it made us much closer than we expected."

"Holy shit, Marvin, what were you thinking? You said you were crushing him."

"I did, and we're starting from zero. We were just equally horny that night." He walked inside the house and went upstairs to his bedroom.

Kellen was at a loss for words but at least his brother was happy with his tail wagging lively with energy. He became a man before me, huh? He thought.

In Marvin's room, happy to be back home and feeling rejuvenated and refreshed from the vacation, and laid down on his old comfy bed and got an email from Francis.

Curious, he opened the email and saw a familiar video. He did not.

His tail wagged in excitement as he played the video that he made with Francis posing at the beach, flexing his arm muscles sheepishly and showing his whole goods under the sunshine.

_I'm one lucky guy, aren't I?_he thought happily. He was going to have a great time with Francis in the future.

The End