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"A favour?" I responded, slightly taken aback.

It had been quite some time since Jason had asked me for a favour; three years ago to be exact, at around the same time that Jason had started dating Lily. I know you're probably thinking all sorts of exciting thoughts at the moment, but allow me to clarify:

Jason and I had been best friends since we were kits, inseparable past the age of four. We were both foxes of the same age and so because of this we of course shared many traits. We both had bright, emerald iris' and similar, shimmering, vermillion and white fur coats. However, coming from different families we of course had our differences; Jason was a much smaller fox than myself, with meeker features to boot. Not to say he was small (he wasn't that short) but more to say that I was taller than he, and marginally stronger. The other primarily distinguishing feature between the two of us were our tails; Jason's had a definite kink to it, kicking back up onto itself, whilst mine was perfectly, dead straight.

We had lived in the same street for a number of years and would be found at each other's houses every second day of the week, often sharing each other's bed should one of us stay the night. This started out fairly innocently, omitting the playful scent-marking expected from a young kit, however our activities grew much more questionable as we aged into adolescence. What started one night as an accidental brush of an inexperienced erection against a thigh, sharing a bed at the age of seven, eventuated into mutual masturbation at age ten. This grew to be a normal occurrence, and we took it no further until one warm summer's night two years later, when Jason requested a favour; rolling onto his front and blushing over his shoulder as he sheepishly lifted his tail...well, I suppose you can now probably guess the rest from here. I mounted him a few times whenever he requested it, which, to be honest, was fairly regularly. Jason was quite a submissive young fox and tended to enjoy being treated quite roughly and I certainly had no qualms with fulfilling this desire. Given this information, I suppose you can imagine my shock when he started dating Lily, a cute maned wolf two years our younger and possibly one of the most reserved females I have ever met. The sex ceased and we both found it easy to slip back into the role of "best friends" until this one summer's day, three years later.

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Not long after my seventeenth birthday, Jason, Lily and I had all planned to spend one of the last days of summer by the beach. The timing was particularly memorable; at the end of the summer, my parents had planned on moving closer to the city to make it easier for my father to commute, and this also meant that I would be transferring to a new school for my penultimate year. It was a shame that it would be difficult to see Jason and Lily personally, though I knew it would be easy to remain in touch digitally, via the internet. Regardless, it was on this day in the male changing rooms at the beach that Jason asked me the question in that sheepish way of his.

"A favour?" I responded, slightly taken aback and trying desperately to keep my voice low. "What, right here?"

"W-well..." Jason continued, obviously blushing through his already red fur. "I just thought that, you know, we might not see each other for some time and..."

His voice trailed, creating one of the very few visibly awkward moments between us. I let out a sigh.

"Are you sure?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I eyed off the outline of the package visible through his boxers. Jason nodded, his tail twitching nervously. I recapitulated my sigh, glancing around to ensure that no-one was staring. Convinced that our conversation had not been overheard, I took Jason by the paw and inconspicuously dragged him to the bathroom stalls on the other side of the room.

Positive nobody had noticed us, I quickly pushed Jason into the urinal stall. The enclosure was rather small, a musky scent endlessly filling the air from countless uses by countless species, graffiti scrawled over the walls. I pulled down my boxers before urgently assisting Jason with his own, our sheaths touching playfully during the process; I wouldn't say my member was huge, but it was definitely a few inches larger than the other male's. Grinning, I spun him around and shoved him against the wall, his own paws sprawled on either side of the urinal beneath him. Growling softly in his ear, I lifted his tail gently with my left paw before firmly pressing my fore and middle fingers against the delicate skin of his tailhole. A small *yelp* escaped the tod, which I hushed quickly as my right paw clamped his muzzle shut.

"Can't make too much noise here, darling," I whispered jokingly, emphasising the irony of my words as I rubbed my firm member against the soft down of his backside. Jason responded with a nod and a whimper, shivering as I prodded his rear.

I decided to speed things along; as much as I enjoyed teasing him like this, we didn't quite have all day and Lily could be finished changing at any point. I readied myself, lifting his tail once more before thrusting quickly, the first few inches of my eager, throbbing cock forcefully entering the smaller fox's tailhole as a short, sharp, muffled cry escaped Jason's closed maw. Silencing him with a playful *nip* to his neck I began thrusting slowly, more and more of my firm member entering Jason with each hump. His body was warm and tight around my length, his walls clenching as each thrust elicited a small *yip* from the fox. I reached my left paw around his waist to grasp his own warm cock whilst my right still remained firmly around his muzzle.

"What would Lily say if she saw you like this?" I teased, knowing full well he enjoyed it as my left paw moved slowly up and down his smaller rod, lubricated by precum drizzling from the tip. I paused briefly, before deciding to take things a step further:

"Does she know you like being treated like a bitch?"

This was enough to send the tod over the edge. I kept my right paw tightly clamped around Jason's muzzle as a desperate squeal emerged, his body shaking as he ejaculated onto the wall. I slowed my thrusts, his tailhole clenching eagerly around my firm length as I kept myself from blowing my load inside him; I could feel my own knot forming and decided it was best if we weren't locked together for the next half an hour. I released Jason's muzzle from my grasp, Jason gasping and panting with pleasure in the process as I withdrew my cock from the warm tod and grasped my length with my own right paw. At the same time, my left paw steadied the smaller fox's still-spasming length, fox semen dripping onto my fur as I slowly but firmly aimed his member downwards, directing the tip at the urinal beneath him.

"Piss for me," I said firmly, pressing my own length into the fur of his backside as I felt my climax rising.

The tod responded with a whimper, one which I silenced again with a more forceful *nip* to his neck. I repeated the command.

"Go on, be a good boy and piss."

I could feel his reluctance as I held his shaft directly over the urinal and yet a few moments later the tod let out a small groan; yellowish liquid flowing freely from his held cock as he emptied his bladder, piss streaming into the toilet below him.

"There's a good boy," I panted as I ran my paw under the stream, allowing the warm liquid to coat my fur before bringing it away and wiping it on the smaller tod's chest. The skin under his fur was hot with humiliation as he whimpered submissively, and it was at this precise moment that I felt my own climax peak. Biting down firmly on Jason's neck to stop myself from yelping aloud, my red member spasmed aggressively as I let my cum coat the smaller fox's lower back and tail. He let out a whimper of disapproval, but did nothing to stop me as his stream continued to flow into the small porcelain chamber.

I allowed myself some time to recover, holding the tod close as the last few drops fell from the tip of his shaft. Our breathing had slowed and our knots would be easy to hide under our swimwear, especially once in the water, so all that was left was for Jason to clean himself up.

"Is everything okay?" I asked him with genuine concern as I handed him a few reams of toilet paper.

"Y-yeah," he responded, still visibly recovering, before adding: "Thanks, Miles."

I let out a small chuckle as I gave him a pat on the shoulder, wiping away the small amount of excess urine from my paw in the process.

"No problem." I smiled. "Get yourself cleaned up, and I'll meet you outside."

The rest of the day went swimmingly. It was the perfect end-of-summer's day; sun shining brightly onto highly reflective sand, umbrellas stacked in neat rows on the shoreline, and attractive females wearing little clothing. I spotted Lily immediately as I left the changing room. The maned wolf was wearing a cute red and white polka-dot patterned bikini which accentuated her short slim stature, contrasting with the darker fur covering her body. It didn't leave all too much to the imagination, and there was no way I could have stopped my eyes from wandering to her small, firm breasts and supple rear. I could have sworn the fifteen year old canine redenned when she saw me, waving tentatively as I approached her. Her bushy tail flowed effortless from her behind, kinking up at the end. I gave her a confident smile.

"Hey!" I called, walking up to meet her. "Sorry we took so long."

I paused briefly, before adding: "There was a line for the bathroom."