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Chapter 80: Instruction

Roger's face was flush. He felt warm, and he scooted away from the wolf slightly. "That's, um... that's kind of something you, uh...." He knew what he should say, but the words would not come.

Hunter had a pleading expression on his face, though. The fox could see the desperation in his eyes.

"That's just something that's found out... by yourself..." the fox said.

The wolf whined. "You said you would help, though."

The fox gritted his teeth in thought. "Well, I mean, I said I would explain it, yeah, and uh.... Okay, well, maybe if I just explain it, that'll be enough?"

Hunter nodded. It seemed he was merely accepting anything that could work.

Roger took a deep breath and then let it out. "So, uh... like you'll learn in biology class, we have certain... parts, and girls will have other ones. Ours poke out, and theirs... poke in, I guess. And we use ours to put into... theirs, and it makes... kids. That's really as simple as it gets. You understand now?"

The wolf shook his head and waited. The fox sighed and continued, "Well, ours are called a penis. Sometimes you'll hear others say something else referring to it, like cock or dick or some sort of meat product. Below that are the testicles, but they're called balls or nuts colloquially. That's the problem area for you, because sometimes your, uh, penis will poke out."

The wolf's eyes wandered off to the side as he slowly nodded. He seemed embarrassed to admit it, but he still did so.

"Well, that's normal. Sometimes a rush of blood from waking up will do that, or if you think about something that um... excites you in that manner. Like... if you see a girl that you'd really like to, you know, have pups with. Or if they're naked or something. Stuff like that, though I guess you don't really do much of that," Roger continued. "Regardless, if you just, uh, do some physical activity, it should go away. Or if you're stressed out."

"What kind of stuff can I do?" the wolf asked him, genuinely interested.

"Well, you know, running, jumping, push-ups, stuff like that. And, there's always... uh, masturbation," the fox said, hoping if he uttered it quietly, the wolf would skip over it. It was not the case, however.

"What's that last one?" he asked.

"That's, uh. Well. That's definitely what someone does by themselves to get rid of it," Roger said. He was beginning to get a lot more embarrassed from the topic. He had been before, but explaining it in a broad sense had been helpful in distracting him from it.

The wolf frowned. "Is it bad?"

Roger shrugged. "It depends on who you ask. Some are going to tell you it's wrong and you shouldn't do it. That's pretty much it, actually. Some tell you that, and everyone else will generally just ignore it."

"Well, what do you think it is, then?" the wolf asked him.

The fox hesitated, and then answered, "Well, I don't think it's bad or anything. Almost everyone does it, or at least I assume they do. And you're not hurting anyone, so...."

It was silent for a minute, and then Hunter asked, "How do you do it?"

"Do... do what?" Roger had hoped he had dropped the issue, but it was evident that was not the case.

"That thing, to get rid of it," the wolf said. "But if it's too much to ask, it's okay...."

Roger quickly said, "Well, I mean, uh... it's... it's just embarrassing, but I said I would help. So...."

He hesitated for a moment. The room was silent, and the wolf quirked his head, in anticipation of the instruction.

The fox sighed and stood up. His ears were folded and his tail was slightly between his legs as he walked over to the door. He closed it and put the heaviest thing that he could find against it so that it would not open, or that if it did, it would give him a chance to hide.

He lied down on the wolf's bed and put his paws on his stomach, staring at the ceiling. He then took notice of the window and drew the blinds. He said, "Probably best to just... show you, I guess. Easier that way."

The wolf turned the light on as the fox began removing his clothes. His face was burning and he felt very warm. He had been nude around the wolf before, but it had become just a normal thing. This was different, this was personal.

He laid bare on the bed. There was a towel nearby that he had requested. The wolf was looking at him curiously, sitting on his chair next to the bed. It was awkward to Roger, but it was a situation he had walked into, himself.

Suddenly he was very self conscious. He moved his tail on top of his privates, hiding them from view. He shut his eyes and tried to pretend the wolf was not there. His nerves gripped him and he began to panic.

He felt a paw on his chest. He opened his eyes and looked at the wolf, who just smiled back at him and said, "It's okay."

Roger calmed down and sighed. "No, it's just... okay." He rubbed his own belly with his paws, attempting to get himself at least a little excited. Any little bit would help; he only needed but the spark to ignite the flame.

"Just uh, well, first thing is to... fully pull it out," he said. He reached a paw down to his sheath, having moved his tail away, and pulled it down. He peered down and saw the familiar red amidst the white. He continued blushing.

He held the sheath back with one paw and with the other he gripped his member. He said, "To uh... masturbate, or some just say to jerk off, you just take it out like this and... and I guess just kind of move your other paw up and down it, kind of like massaging it." He followed his own instructions in front of the wolf, blushing furiously.

Hunter watched him, interested. He was attempting to absorb as much information as he could, it seemed.

Roger's member began to grow rapidly, and his knot was beginning to form. He squeezed it occasionally, mentioning that that was also a helpful thing to do.

He preemptively moved the towel onto his stomach. It was already too late to catch a bit of precum that had shot out.

He no longer needed to hold his sheath down, but instead used that paw to play with the furred sac below. His eyes were closed and he tried to imagine anything that would make this go by more quickly, switching between many images that had once plagued his mind, but eventually they came rest upon his thoughts of the wolf, even though the wolf was sitting right next to him.

He could feel his excitement building as his strokes became slick and quickened. He let some light pierce his eyes and saw the wolf watching him intently, which made him slightly nervous and caused his lust to abate a little, but he continued.

It did not take long for him to feel the fire in him spread through his body as his orgasm hit. White spurt after another shot forward, the first hitting his face, but then the rest falling on the towel. When it was over, he grabbed the towel and folded it, then cleaned his face off.

He now was lying bare, his penis out in front of the wolf at full erection, and was breathing heavily. He moved his tail back onto it to hide it.

"And that's... that's that," Roger said. He let out a deep breath.

The wolf fidgeted and said, "Could you see if... I do it right?"