Forgetting Something (Part 2)

Alone in the boys bathroom, Emil wiped off the seed that dripped down from his butt and along his thigh. His little legs were shaking. His whole body was brought to its limit, and his little tailhole was sore; however, he could not stop himself from blushing. He kept thinking about how good he had just felt, and how exciting and fun it all was. His thoughts raced! A whole new world just opened up to the goat, and he was eager to explore it more. He just had sex for the very first time, and it was quite the revelation.

He cleaned up as adequately as he could. There were still some faint cum stains on his white thigh-high socks and a drip or two on his shoes, but no one should notice them, right? After he splashed a handful of water onto his face, Emil walked back to class, only a few minutes after the bell.

“Sorry I’m late.” said Emil as he slipped back into class. Mrs. Carter, his mole teacher, answered only with a nod as she passed out a math quiz onto each desk. When he sat down, Emil looked down at his paper and gazed absent-mindedly at the fractions laid out before him.

Normally, the goat was pretty capable at math. Today, it was the furthest thing from his mind. He glanced up at the teacher’s aid, Nathan, who was sitting back at his usual desk, quietly humming a tune to himself like nothing had happened at all. How could he possibly think about the lowest common denominator when all he could think about was the rabbit’s soft lips pressing onto his, his firm, warm cock sliding between his cheeks as he gripped his hips…

Nathan caught Emil’s wayward glances, gave a nod of acknowledgement and quietly said, “Get back to it, Emil. You can play more later, but right now you have to finish your quiz. You’ve got four more minutes.” 

“O-oh. Sorry.” Nevertheless, he daydreamed and daydreamed. Ideals whirled through his head all day, imagining all the new possibilities with this newfound knowledge. The passing hours were practically a blur as he pondered the many possibilities of lunch recess.

As soon as the promised bell rang across campus, Emil was ecstatic to hunt down his friend Luke again. As they had different teachers, it was always a challenge to find him on the playground outside of the cafeteria. As the class rounded up their lunchboxes and lined up at the classroom door, ready to march to lunch, a few of the kids ahead of him started getting a little louder.

“Give it back, Cody.” grumbled a young fox cub, his arms balled into fists. His voice was presumably supposed to be a whisper, but the tension was audible from several line spaces away. 

“No, you said I could borrow it! I’m not finished.” retorted Charles, a dark-brown furred raccoon. In his paws was clearly a handheld game console.

“You were going to take it onto the playground, where you could break it! If you don’t give it back, I’m going to tell Mrs. Carter.” said Cody. 

“Wha? You’d get into trouble too, you know.” sneered Charles, moving the Switch just out of reach.

“I don’t care, just give it back!” His voice was getting louder.

Emil leaned across the line and said, “Just give it back to him, Charles, seriously.” 

“But he said I could--” started Charles.

“You’re both going to get in trouble if you don’t be quiet and give it back! I’m getting hungry and we’re not being dismissed.” whispered Emil, his tone harsh. He looked over at the teacher. She was squinting intently through her thick-rimmed glasses at the boys, who were spared from her by her notorious eyesight. Emil turned back and said, “We’re not leaving ‘cause you guys keep messing around.” Emil tapped his foot.

Charles stared at Emil for a moment, his eyes looking square into the goat’s for a moment, before he relented. “Fine, I guess.” Charles moved the game to Cody’s paws. 

Between Emil and the two boys, however, was Leslie, a mink with hair done up in a long ponytail, dressed in a long-sleeve sweater and expensive jeans, who spent the argument eavesdropping on what was transpiring around her. She immediately raised her hand. “Mrs. Carter!” This got the star-nosed mole’s attention. 

Emil frowned. The two boys were going to get in trouble. While it wasn’t ultimately his business, the bell had already rung, and he felt every minute that passed into his lunch break keenly. 

“They’ve brought a Switch to school, Mrs. Carter!” continued Leslie, still raising her paw. 

“I heard you, Leslie. Let me see.” croaked Mrs. Carter, walking toward their spot in the line. With her failing eyes, what would otherwise be a quick investigation of the problem was, as a consequence, going to be a lengthy process.

“Good going, Charles…” huffed Cody. Mrs. Carter eventually found her way to the lunch line, took the game console, and confiscated it.

“You can have this back after class.” said Mrs. Carter matter-of-factly, as she brought it to her desk. “Now stay in line and be quiet, and then we can leave.”

Emil let out an overdrawn sigh. By the time his class managed to settle long enough to meet the teacher’s approval, they were a good seven minutes late by the time they were dismissed. As the students joined the noisy, bustling cafeteria, Emil took out his lunch and found the nearest table. As he opened it up and began snacking on the sandwich his mom had prepared, he scanned the chambers for where Luke might’ve found a spot for himself. After a few minutes of coming up blank, he pouted and focused on eating his sandwich by his lonesome. Perhaps he was on the playground already. He looked down at his flaccid penis, wondering if they’d even get a chance to play today. 

His tummy full of butterflies and excitement had faded; they were replaced with the emptiness of longing. He finished his lunch alone, and wasted no time eating the rest of his lunch. As soon as he was finished, he bolted out of the playground with a brief rush of energy and renewed hope.

Mercifully, it did not take long for Emil to find his feline friend out on the field. Luke had joined his friends Desmond and Richie, chasing a soccer ball as it dribbled between Richie’s nimble legs. Emil sped in that direction as brisk as his legs could carry him.

“Hey again!” shouted Emil as he entered earshot.

“Oh, hey Emil!” said Luke. “Wanna play soccer with us?”

Emil lost his smile and slowed his stride to a stop. “Um. I kinda wanted to, um…play, uh…”

Luke shrugged. “Oh, sorry. I’m kinda playing soccer already. You can join us if you want!” he offered.

“Ah, thanks, but…I don’t think I’m wearing enough to play…” said Emil, flushing up again. 

“Yeah, probably a bad idea!” agreed Luke, giggling. “You’re a little underdressed for soccer. Maybe next time, Emil!” The soccer ball bounced in Luke’s direction, and his attention was drawn to it. 

Emil walked away with weight in his steps, already alone once more. He had been looking forward to lunch for the last few hours. With no one to distract him, his imagination drew up some more curious thoughts. His penis stirred, already becoming hard again as his stamina had begun to recover. His thoughts were wandering back to the morning, and he continued to picture all the things he was taught about his growing body…

Unfortunately, even Nathan was absent from the playground; after a few minutes of asking other kids and playground staff, Emil deduced that he left the campus altogether to find his lunch. By that point, the lunch period had all but ended, and Emil had nothing to show for it. He returned to class, kicking stray pebbles along the way.

The remainder of the school day was non-eventful and fairly typical. After a few more dull hours of social studies and science work, Emil was back on the bus, heading home along the winding coastside cliffs. 

On the return trip, Emil barely noticed the cool seat cushions against his bottom this time. Sitting in the back of the bus, he looked at his loins, at his throbbing member. He thought about what Nathan did, how he slowly rubbed it back and forth, and decided to try giving it a few strokes himself.

Those amazing tingling sensations returned with a vengeance. Emil squirmed and moaned under his breath as he gently massaged his throbbing shaft, which was desperate for more. It was too much; he couldn’t repress his moans when there were students in the seats just in front of him, and he stopped. He let out an exhausted, frustrated whimper. 

After the bus parked at his home’s stop, Emil shambled down from the bus and toward his neighborhood. The bus let out a huff as it started down the coastal road, departing without the elementary schooler. Emil walked the rest of the way home horny and hard; his sexual drive was now insatiable. Ready for some privacy, he arrived home with a long, exhausted groan, and a head full of scrambled thoughts. 

Stepping into the front door of his home was like getting greeted by a freight train. 

“Ufh!” Emil cried out as he felt a thud against his side.

Coming out of nowhere, Emil’s brother tackled him head-first at full throttle, and Emil crashed onto the ground, his bare ass practically flying into the air as he tumbled backwards.

“Welcome home!” exclaimed Lime as he eagerly held his older brother with a vice grip, strong enough to crush a car.  

“Ah, let go, you little goofball! That hurts!” Emil said as he tried to pry his sibling’s arms off.

Lime snickered. “You’re still naked!”

“I’m not naked! I’m just not wearing pants!” Emil protested, his face flushed with heat again. He felt his penis twitch again as he stood back up, and with it, a whole new flood of emotions. This caused Emil to freeze again; what exactly was he thinking? 

“Um. I’m gonna go to my room, okay?” began Emil, as he dropped his backpack by the door and ran back to his room. “Don’t-come-in-bye!”

“Huh? Emil? What’s wrong?” Lime poked his head down the corridor, looking just long enough to see Emil slam the door to his room.

Emil dove straight into his bed and flipped on his own Switch (which he, unlike some kids, left at home, like a responsible student). Within seconds, he booted up the game that was in his console: Animal Crossing, the perfect relaxing escape from all the failures the day brought him. As he ran around in his game, watering the flowers and talking to villagers on his little island, Emil periodically found his paw idly wandering down to his hard-on again. He wanted to massage it, to climax again, but…he wanted something else. Someone else. However, his friend Luke didn’t live anywhere nearby. He continued to attempt to focus on his game, hoping that it could be a cure for these hopeless desires.

Eventually, his thoughts roamed back to Nathan’s words. You can do this with anyone you love. Recalling these words sent Emil into a metaphorical tailspin. Anyone? He looked up at the ceiling, away from the screen of his game. Well, he knew he liked Luke a lot. But besides that…he also really liked his Mom and Dad. And he really liked Lime. Even if he was occasionally annoying, and even if he did tackle him with reckless abandon sometimes, Lime was his adorable little baby brother. It was hard to deny how cute and sweet he was.

He continued to idly stroke his penis, and the game was left on his nightstand. He bucked his hips forward into his paw, finally free to explore these feelings again without interruption. His other paw gripped the sheets of his bed as he let out his boyish, prepubescent moans as he focused on moving his paw up and down his shaft. His thoughts drifted to his little brother again. They always played games at home with one another, and the thought of playing this extra-fun and special game together…

“Hahhh…Lime…” Emil whispered. Occasionally, he felt like he should stop. He knew what he was doing was especially naughty. And yet, those hormonal, sensual feelings had taken the reins of his mind. It just felt so good, listening to his own slick boyhood bob back and forth as he fapped to the thought of making love with his littlest brother. He blushed, and gently bit his lip as he smiled at the thought, knowing how close they could be…

“Nnnh…!” He was getting close. He arched his back as one paw stroked his cock off, his other paw softly massaging his sack. He felt the pressure welling up deep within…but as it approached, he stopped, right at the precipice. He breathed heavily as he gazed down at his pulsing length, which dripped from the passionate session. He knew that the feeling of finishing was very close, but…he wasn’t committed. A big part of him did not want to finish… he wanted this to continue, and he wanted this with his brother. The idea renewed those warm and tingly feelings in a big, big way. He compulsively smiled and giggled to himself as he rolled around in his bedsheets, fantasizing it all, still powerfully erect. He’d be patient. This time, he knew it would be worth the wait.

Emil waited until nightfall, after his parents started winding down for bed, and just after they sent Lime to bed. Emil was still dressed in the same outfit he had worn to school. Emil tip-toed out of his bedroom and found his way at his brother’s threshold. He knocked on the door gently. “Hey little bro. You still up?”

“Yep!” came a little voice from inside. “But it’s my bedtime.”

Emil poked his head in. “That’s okay! Can I come in?”

“Sure.” The little four-year-old was already tucked underneath the blankets. Lime’s room was dim and the large ceiling light was off. The only source of light was the light-up t-rex shaped lamp that stood on the multicolored nightstand at the side of Emil’s small bed. 

Emil slipped into the bedroom and closed the door behind him. He sat at the edge of his bed and looked at his little brother. “You look cozy.”

Lime wiggled deeper into his blankets. “Yeah…“

Emil gave his little brother a smooch on the forehead as he usually does. “You know, your older brother loves you very much.”

“I love you too!” said Lime.

“I love you so much.” said Emil again, and he blushed and looked away. “I was hoping, umm… do you want to sleep together tonight? Like a sleepover?”

Lime gave a big smile. “That sounds really fun! I wanna sleep together!”

Emil’s heart leapt. “Yeah! It’ll be really fun. We can do fun stuff tonight! We can cuddle! And we can…tickle!!”

Emil wasted no time in diving into the tiny bed and under the blankets with his little brother. Lime yelped and laughed as Emil dove in, covering Lime in a whole flurry of kisses. Tonight, he was mostly undressed; Lime was only wearing a snug pair of print underwear that caressed his tiny body. Lime protested and pushed a little bit against the tickles in a fit of play-fighting, giggling as Emil tickled the little toddler relentlessly with his fingers. 

As the moment settled, and the two boys calmed down for a moment, Emil made his move. He pressed his lips against his little brother’s. Emil held the kiss for a few seconds. Lime’s face flushed a deep red as well; he eventually squirmed away from Emil’s grasp and laughed. 

“Hey, that was a mommy and daddy kiss!” snickered Lime. 

“Mhm!” said Emil. “That’s actually how you’re supposed to kiss the people you like a lot.”

“Really? It feels funny…” said Lime. 

“Yeah, but…” said Emil, feeling his length stiffen under his little brother’s sheets. “Feeling funny can be really fun. And besides. I really like my little brother.”

“Aww, I like you too, Emil!” said the smaller goat. “You’re the bestest!”

“So…do you wanna try again?” Emil blushed and looked away.

Lime blushed, thought for a moment, then nodded. “Um! Okay.”

Emil slowly turned back to look at him, and moved his face towards Lime’s. He could feel his heart pounding as he wrapped his arms around his precious little brother. He leaned in, and their lips met once again. This time, Emil held the kiss for what felt like an eternity. He instinctively pressed his loins against the littlest boy, moaning gently as he began to explore his little brother’s mouth for the first time.

Lime moaned back as he experienced all of these sensations for the first time. Emil wasn’t sure how long he should kiss him for, but he knew that this felt right. The two boys cuddled, and the room was now entirely silent, save for the sounds of gentle moaning, and the sensual sounds of parting and pressing lips. Unknowingly, Lime’s legs brushed against Emil’s hard cock, which  elicited a lustful moan from the older brother. Eventually, the need for breath overcame Emil, and he pulled away from the toddler’s muzzle.

“Hah…that was really good…” said Emil, smiling down at his little brother. “Did you like that game…?”

“That made me feel all tingly…” said Lime. “But it was fun!”

“It’s super fun!” exclaimed Emil in a whisper. “I love you, Lime.”

“Love you too…” said Lime. 

“Do you wanna keep playing? It’s okay if you don’t want to.” asked Emil.

Lime nodded. “I wanna keep playing...”

 Emil smiled in response. “I wanna show you how much I love you, Lime. I want to make you feel really good…”

Emil pulled the cub close, and ran his paws along the tiny cub’s little form. This got Lime to whine and moan. Each little tiny squeak was a sign of approval, and Emil’s paws continued to wander about Lime's little body. Without Nathan teaching him, Emil was on his own to learn and explore.

Emil’s fingers traced around his little brother’s chest as he held him close, and around his tummy, too. He’s seen his little brother naked many, many times; and yet, this time felt different. When he pulled Lime’s cute underwear down to expose his toddler cock, his face flushed a deep red. 

“Hehe, this is a silly game!” squeaked Lime. He was smiling brightly, which earned him more big brother kisses all over his blushing cheeks. Emil fondled his little balls as his brother play-protested, and he pressed his digits along his tiny little peen. 

“Do you feel good, little bro?” asked Emil, pressing his cheek against Lime’s.

“Aaah, I feel good…I feel…mmh…” Lime moaned a little. The little toddler was getting hard in Emil’s paws. 

“You’re the best little brother I could ever ask for.” whispered Emil. He licked his brother across his face, and began to gently stroke the tiny cub’s length between his fingers, using only the most delicate of touches to pleasure him. Emil occasionally readjusted his paw, and wondered if he was doing things the right way. Lime pressed his back into Emil’s embrace, and Emil found himself spooning him in turn. Each little squeak and bleat was music to Emil’s floppy ears, affirming each uncertain motion the older brother made. 

Emil pressed his cock against Lime’s much smaller bottom. It felt so smooth, so forbidden and yet inviting to the touch; he could not help but grind against the little toddler. Lime fidgeted and whimpered as Emil picked up the pace of his gentle strokes. He felt his little brother tense like he did when Nathan touched him, but for some reason, for Emil, this felt far more special and important; like everything he had learned today was for this moment.

Emil masturbated the kid at a full pace. Lime was not laughing anymore; he was loudly groaning in pleasure, and he shivered against Emil’s crotch. The older goat instinctively pressed his own developing penis against the toddler’s rear as his breathing became more intense.

“Ahh…Emil…Emil…Em…ehh…ah…ahAhah…!” Lime bleated and curled into himself as his tiny dick throbbed and throbbed, reaching an intense dry climax. His whole body shivered, and his little balls tightened as his messless orgasm reached fruition. “Hahh…Emil…hahh…” 

“Oh, gosh, are you okay?” asked Emil, nuzzling and holding his little brother tight. “Did I do it too much? Are you okay?”

Lime’s exhales were labored, but he squeaked. “I’m okay. Wah…my pee-pee feels really funny…aaahha…” his tiny cock twitched again.

“Ah, good…you’re so cute…” muttered Emil. “You’re the best…I love you…” Emil continued to grind his cock against Lime’s thigh, while holding him tight.

“Ahh…mmh…” Lime laid limp on the bed, laying up at the ceiling. Emil pulled himself up from the bed and sat on his knees, right over Lime. The older brother’s throbbing penis pressed onto their soft tummy.

“My pee-pee feels really good too, Lime…” whispered Emil. “I wanna rub it on you…” 

Lime looked up at the ten-year old’s cock with his big eyes. 

“You can touch it if you want…it’ll be fun…” said Emil.

Lime giggled a little to himself and began to put his tiny paws on Emil’s shaft. Emil arched his hips forward, pushing his erection closer to the little boy. Lime stared at the hard, three-inch penis and began to rub it around.

“S-slide it back and forth…just like that…” murmured Emil. He humped into Lime’s hands to demonstrate the idea. Lime obediently listened, pumping his brother’s prepubescent cock back and forth. Emil bit his lip as he grinded against those loving palms. “I wanna…”

“Wanna what?” asked Lime as he continued to fondle Emil’s penis, tilting his head.

“I wanna try putting it in your mouth…” finished Emil. Without missing a beat, Emil leaned over him, right over Lime’s face. Lime squeaked as Emil pressed his penis right onto and in the cub’s muzzle. Lime instinctively wrapped his lips around Emil’s boyish member and suckled it.

“Mm, mff…” Lime’s muffled moans were punctuated with each of Emil’s thrusts. He held Lime’s tiny little goat horns as he balanced over the preschooler’s head. Every motion he was gentle and thoughtful of Lime’s limits; a kindness rewarded with the cub’s loving suckles. He slurped and nursed at Emil’s penis, causing the fifth-grader to loudly moan and shudder. 

“T-that’s so good Lime, yes…! That’s…ahh…please…!”

Emil couldn’t withhold it any longer. Brought to climax for the third time for the day, his cock spurt rope after rope of cum into Lime’s little muzzle, well before Emil could even consider pulling out. Lime squinted and released his muzzle off of Emil’s stiffy as he came, which sent another shot of seed right across Lime’s little nose.

“Mmh! Ah! S-salty…!” whined Lime as he caught his breath. 

“Aah…aah…sorry…mmh…” Emil panted as he flopped to his little brother’s side.

Lime rubbed his tongue against his arm. “What was that? Was that pee?”

“N-no, don’t worry!” said Emil, chuckling. “It was something else. It was…um…”

“What was it?” repeated Lime.

“Well, it's what you make when you feel really, really good down there…” explained Emil, to the best of his limited ability. “I think. And you made me feel good…kinda like how I made you feel good.”

Lime nodded in simple understanding. “It did feel good…”

“B-but you’re okay? I didn’t do too much?” worried Emil.

“No. I feel okay!” Reassured the toddler.

“Good.” Emil smiled at the little goat. “I’m really glad. If there’s anything you don’t like from now on, you can tell me to stop, though, okay?”

“Okay! I will.” said Lime. 

“I know I keep saying it, but you’re the best little brother I could ever ask for.”

Lime flushed. Emil kissed his lips deeply, sharing another intimate moment with his familial lover. He brought his paw to the four-year olds bottom, and gave it a soft grope. Lime pressed close against his body, lapping his own tongue against Emil’s inexperienced licks. After they parted  from the kiss, leaving behind a bridge of saliva, Lime nuzzled down against Emil’s soft, inviting chest fur. The two boys were bundled against each other, underneath the warm blankets, and eventually, Lime fell asleep against his older brother. Emil was soon to follow.

~~~

Down the hall and across the corridor, Emil’s mother, Louise, turned over in her bed and looked at her husband, Edmund, who was browsing on his phone. Edmund was much darker-furred compared to his cream-colored wife. He had striking auburn fur with brown spots all over his coat. His horns were long and curled, and his jade-colored eyes were as captivating as the day Louise fell in love with him. She smiled at the slightly taller goat and gave him a hug from the side. Ed looked down at her, gave her a tug up to his eye level, and placed his phone down on his nightstand with his other paw.

“So, do you think it went well?” asked the father.

The mother lost eye contact with him, looking away. “To be honest? I’m not sure. Maybe it was too early. He locked himself in his room. He barely came out for supper. Maybe something upset him.”

Ed chuckled softly. “That doesn’t sound like Emil. If something really went wrong, and he was really upset, I think he would’ve told us about it.”

Louise sighed. “True.”

Ed brushed her long hair away from her face with a finger. “There comes a time every boy starts feeling new and exciting things. And Emil is just around that age. Back when I was a kid, my parents had to give me a little nudge to start exploring these natural feelings, too. Plus, I trust Bay Vista. They have a great sex ed program.” 

Louise thought for a moment. “Do you think the laundry excuse worked?”

“I don’t think he suspected a thing. It was perfect.” said Ed.

She grinned. “Thanks. Well, we can always ask him how his day went yesterday in the morning. We can check in with him and we can return his pants then.”

“Sounds like a plan, dear. But what about my pants? When are you returning those?” Ed smiled with wicked intent.

“Never.” She gave her husband’s erect shaft a few gentle strokes, followed by a soft peck on his cheek. Eventually, the loving parents found themselves drifting off into the dreamscape.

The following morning, Louise was preparing scrambled eggs and ham in the morning. As per usual, she had already left Emil’s outfit out for the day: a white Pokemon t-shirt, blue jeans, a fresh pair of underwear, and his usual red jacket and sneakers. However, when she poked her head into his room, he was not there! She set the clothes down at the front of the door.

“Emil? Are you up?” 

“Yes mom! I’ll be right there!” called out Emil. Louise looked around, unsure of the direction of the answer. 

“Okay sweetie. I left your clothes here.”

A few minutes later, Emil entered the kitchen where she prepared breakfast. At his side was a half-asleep Lime, who gripped Emil’s paw. For some reason, Emil was still not wearing any pants or underwear. His cubhood was half-erect. 

“Good morning, Mom.” said Emil, with a big yawn. “What’s for breakfast?”

Louise looked down at her bottomless kid. “Good morning, sweetie. Aren’t you forgetting something?”

Emil closed his eyes and grinned. “Nah. Not this time.”