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Brandon was enjoying sharing a bed with his lover. Their nights were extravagant and seemed to last forever. The last night was no break. That night was the most passionate yet.

Brandon started off, stepping into the room behind Calvin, gripping Calvin's ass every step of the way, Calvin's bushy tail swishing in approval. Then, in one swift movement, Calvin's maw was pressed to Brandon's. Their tongues slid into the other's mouths. Not skipping a beat, Calvin began to unbutton the shirt Brandon had worn, rubbing his chest and back as he did so. Brandon pulled his arms out of the sleeves and let the shirt fall to the floor. Calvin then broke the kiss to pull the polo shirt from his own body.

Removing Calvin's pants as this happened, Brandon let the words, "I love you," slide from his lips.

Tugging the shirt over his head, Calvin gasped out, " I don't think I could live without you."

Brandon had to tug off Calvin's shoes before the pants could come off. He had told Calvin to get a pair of slide-on's like his own brown Dr. Marten's. Kissing his way up the white fox body, stopping momentarily to tease the white sheath and balls, he began to purr. Meeting his partner's maw, gripping his furry ass, they fell onto the bed. Calvin tugged the pants and boxers off of Brandon and began to rub the orange sheath, causing the cat to purr even louder. This would be their last night in New York, and they wanted to take full advantage of it.

Brandon's dick had by this time slide out of the sheath and began to leak pre on the awaiting hand. He moved his own hand to grip the hard sheath between the fox's legs. Their tails danced playfully as the night progressed. Skipping the oral sensation, Calvin murmerred two words into the cat's ear, making it twitch playfully. The thought of the white fox whispering, "Take me," made the cat croon.

He swiftly pulled the bottle of lubricant from the bedside table drawer and dabbed it on the white tail hole and with his paw began to rub his dick with the remainder. He pulled his lover to him and positioned his dick playfully rubbing it on the opening. The fox was under so much ecstacy at this point that he thrust his body towards the cat, causing the dick to slide into his ass. The cat thrust forward at this same moment, causing the fox to yelp slightly, but not loud enough that someone in another room could hear.

The cat began to slowly slide in and out of the tail hole, brushing the prostate of his lover at every pass. The fox's dick only leaking pre more and more at this feeling, the cat gripped it and pumped down on it with every inward thrust, giving the fox an explosive sensation. The tempo sped up at this point. The cat leaned forward, raising the fox's head with his open hand, kissing the maw of the breathless fox.

A sensation began to tingle through the cat's dick. He sensed that the time was nearing, but so did the fox. As the cat pawed off the fox, gripping harder as he neared, the fox began to lose control. Semen sprayed all over the front of the cat and the fox. At this point, the cat's balls were tingling as he released the warm seed into the anus he was invading. Breathless at the feeling, the cat fell on top of the fox, removing his dick from the tail hole. They laid there and kissed as fireworks went off outside of the building. They gripped eachother tightly and didn't break the kiss until maybe an hour later. They laid next to eachother and fell into a deep slumber, anticipating the next plane flight to Italy in the morning.

The phone rang. Calvin picked it up and said in a raspy voice," Hello?"

"Hi, this is the front desk," a chipper voice on the other end of the line answered. "A wake up call was requested for this room yesterday. A Mrs. Yelvin put in the request. She also said that upon receiving this that there are three hours until the departure."

Calvin, clearing his voice now said, "Thank you." He then laid the phone on the receiver and stretched, bumping the sleeping cat next to him on purpose.

The cat sprang up and cautiously looked around the room, not expecting the touch. He realised where it had come from and sprang out of the bed. "What time is it?" he requested, stretching and yawning spontaneously.

"It's 8:30. Mrs. Yelvin put in a wake up call for everyone and said that we are leaving in three hours."

"Well, then. I guess we should wash up for our debut in Europe," he joked, padding off to the shower in the next room. Calvin followed slowly, still trying to completely wake up.

The jets of warm water splashed the cat. He began to purr from the sensation. The fox stepped in behind him and grabbed the furry ass cheeks. The cat turned his head and said, "Hello, lover."

They kissed and fondled eachother, breaking as the cat began to scrub the fox with shower gel, breaking away the dried semen. The fox grabbed the black Axe bottle and did the same for the calico standing in front of him.

Two and a half hours later, they were down stairs in the lobby with their bags packed, waiting for the few remaining students. Mrs. Yelvin was allready confirming their check out and making sure the shuttle bus was going to arrive on time. By the time their departure time had arrived, all of the students were being motioned onto the bus by the racoon.

They made their way into the airport, received their tickets, and just as quickly handed them to the flight attendant at the gate. This time, Brandon was not as weary, knowing that he had someone to watch over him in the seat next to him. Their hands slid together. No one thought anything of it, still thinking Brandon had a massive fear of flight. The stewardess stepped on the plane and forwarded by giving the instructional program before the flight. Brandon, still having a hint of weakness, kept his eyes glued to the otter, watching every move. The flight was in the air within ten minutes.

The students all seemed to have no cares of what movie was playing at the front of the section. Most of them were fast asleep. Brandon was one of them, deciding to sleep because he had nothing else on his mind but what could go wrong. His head rested on the soft shoulder next to him. Calvin laid his head on the multi-colored head and rested his own body.

When they awoke, their plane had just landed in Italy. Brandon was overjoyed to think that he had made it and this time stayed to grab his own bags.

The sun was setting as they made their way to the double-decker, red bus waiting outside of the airport. They were to be shuttled to the Dyatt Suites.

Upon arrival, the two waited in the line with everyone else. Behind them was a pair of squirrels. They watched the pair in front of them, noticing the tails swaying behind their backs, knowing the same feeling.

Mrs. Yelvin handed them their key cards and said," Curphew is in ten minutes. You can stay in the lobby and mingle, gather pamphlets for tomorrow, or go straight to your rooms." Having nothing better to do, except for one, they went over to the pamphlet stand and looked at all the exzuberant places.

The two squirrels approached them and began to make small talk.

The first spoke with an Italian accent. He made the cat and fox light up, making the reality set in that they were in Italy. "Wut iz eet ve owe zee pleazure ov bestowing you?"

"We are on a trip with classmates from America," replied the cat.

The second answered with a more fluent American accent, saying, "Oh, really! That's lovely. I am from America. What state?"

"Texas," replied the white fox.

"You know, I always wanted to go to Texas," said the second, elbowing the Italian squirrel next to him.

"Iz zere anyzing ve could do for you to help ze stay more comfortable?"

"Umm, well, we really want to do some fun things on this trip, but we have to be up in our room in like seven minutes," said the cat.

"You can come up in about thirty when our sponsor turns in and stops surveying the halls," said Calvin in the nicest tone possible.

"Ve vould be honoured to bestow zee geeft ov Italy upawn you."

"Great, the room is on the eighteenth floor. Number 1857. It shouldn't be hard to find," assured the white fox.

They went their seperate ways, the squirrels having something better than pamphlets to view.

Exactly thirty minutes later, a light rasp came across the door of room 1857. Brandon jumped up and ushered the two squirrels into the room.

There was a spread of pamphlets across the floor with a white fox gleaming over them.

"What do you guys think?" he said as he raised his head, cocking it slightly to the left in a state of curiosity.

"Well, we always like going to the Tuscan Gardens. Of course, that's where we met," the American squirrel said to them, looking at his lover with a gleem in his eye.

Brandon and Calvin both caught this vibe and stared at eachother. Then, they broke their eye contact and watched as the two squirrels moved closer to kiss. Their maws seemed to slide together like a hand and glove. They kissed passionately, making Brandon's love for Calvin well up within him. The two leaned together and kissed, also.

Both couples broke and went on with the paper tour guide. They sorted through the pile of flyers, finding the good ones and tossing the bad.

Later, as the two squirrels began to depart, the calico stopped them and asked, "Would you mind staying and giving us some 'pointers'?"

"Not at all. Ve vould love to show two ambitious young men vat vee know," replied the Italian.

They sunk on the bed in front of the cat and fox and began to kiss and friskily strip eachother's bodies of clothing. This turned the other pair on, who began to kiss and rub eachother underneath their shirts.

When the two were naked, they began to engulf eachother's shafts. In a sixty-nine position, they bonded. They broke in time to see that the fox and cat had swelling in their pants, sheepishly grinning when they realised what the squirrels were looking at.

"You two should try now," said the American.

They stood up and made their way to the vacant bed, noticing that the other couple had moved on, sucking one another again. They sunk on the bed and stripped eachother of clothes like the other pair. They began to take eachother into their mouths. The squirrels had stopped by now and had sat up, pawing eachother off, staring sweetly at the other bed.

The cat and fox felt the presence of eyes and broke their work to shift around and look at the pair of squirrels. The squirrels smiled, the Italian saying," Have you done zingz togezer before?"

The cat and fox smiled and responded, "Yes," in unison.

Then, the American squirrel asked the question that they actually wanted to hear. "This isn't what you need help with, is it?"

The fox shook his head and responded," No, we need help with the other."

The squirrels swiftly changed positions, the Italian then began to pump into the American squirrel with great skill. Calvin and Brandon eyed intensely, hoping that they could pick up a few tricks to help them enjoy their time together more romantically.

The squirrels kissed and fondled eachother through out the session. They did one minor thing differently, though. They paused every few minutes to help keep control and sustain their love making. The fox and cat had allready began to fuck by this point, the fox invading the cat's tight hole.

The squirrels broke away from eachother. They began to redress and made their way out of the room, smiling at a job well-done.

The cat and fox made passionate love for three hours that night. They paused every few minutes like the other couple, ensuring that neither would tumble over the edge. This time, Calvin was going to be safe and not tie with Brandon. When their time came for ejaculation, Calvin began, bumping Brandon's prostate just light enough to trigger a bomb in Brandon's testicles. Come went everywhere, well all over the pair. Calvin went to pull out of Brandon, but Brandon whispered to Calvin," No, wait. I want to tie with you again." Calvin, taking the point began to thrust harder, his knot slamming into Brandon's ass, slowly pushing into Brandon's ass. They laid there together, kissing.

As they fell asleep, they realised that the couple they had met in the forye had helped them gain more ground. They also knew that somewhere in the hotel, there was a pair of frisky rodents getting it on.

They didn't worry about it, though. They slipped into a deep slumber, holding eachother in content, ready for the next day that awaited them in Italy....