Isaac is getting undressed after the last class of middle-school physical education, and is teasing his friend Nick about chickening out of a boys camping day out in the ‘haunted’ woods by the old, dilapidated manor estates. However, as he’s wrapping up, he sees another boy in the class, Crevan, starting to undress - seeing an opportunity Issy slips over and sees if the fox boy would be interested, hoping to get an opportunity to bang the vulpine. Instead, they get to a friendly wager, they both show off and whoever has the biggest cock gets the other to suck it. Isaac (7 inches) is cock sure he’d win with the biggest cock he’s seen yet, and is flabbergasted when the fox pulls out his own knotted cock sporting a shaft pressing past nine. He then gets his lips wrapped around that cock and has that thick, fertile fox cream pumped down his throat, then left to start cleaning up his own face after the fox decides to smear his dick-snot on the other’s face. Isaac is left with a bruised ego turning his mind to the camping trip…

Tags: Isaac Nimble, Crevan Cinteroph, Age Play, Cub, Gay, Male, M/M, Cuntboy, Fingering, Frotting, Oral, Fellatio, Facial, Throatfucking, Musk, Sheath, Underwear, Lockerroom, 

“You’re not chickening out on us, are you Nick?” Isaac teased with that boisterous smile on his young face. The feline-hybrid was half-dressed, his sweaty t-shirt still in his hands and his black cotton phys ed. shorts still on his hips. Nick was lagging behind, just now pulling the gray shirt over his shoulders, and treating Isaac to his frown as it popped up behind that shirt.

“N, no! Of course not. It’s just… Can’t we just have it at one of our houses..? Or in the backyard or a park? Not…” his frown deepened, yet he couldn’t quite bring his timid eyes to meet Issy’s gaze, just staring down at the floor whilst his feline tail flicked back and forth in a worried cant.

“C’mon, it’ll be fun~ You don’t really think that the place is haunted, do you?” the white furred cat spoke again with a small chuckle seeping into his words. His own cat tail was wagging in a cheerful, eager wave. “Don’t worry, it’s okay Nick~ I’ll protect you from those big, mean ghosts that want to get their cold, spectral hands on your body~”

“I didn’t.. I mean… Oh fine,” Nick huffed, giving up the argument. He didn’t seem to be happy about the idea still, but he could never talk Isaac out of an ideal even if it was a bad one - and Nick would inevitably be talked along like always. And it wasn’t like the idea wasn’t fun, camping out at night, away from any of their parents, no restrictions on being quiet or having to hide what they’re doing, quite a lengths away from anyone that could wander in. Thinking about it brought a small bite to the 14-year-old’s lips, and a bit of an eager squirm to his hips, all the boys and him having free reign to be as lewd as they wanted...

He just wished it didn’t have to be on that land. It was technically trespassing first of all - although with the family that owned the land not living in their town for generations that was far from his largest concern. Instead he had been worried about the rumors… Ghost stories shared between kids since they were in first grade, about people going missing… Strange sounds and noises coming from the dilapidated manor tucked within those forests. Then the even wilder tales, pagan rituals and sacrifices, demonic cults, Native American burial grounds in the foundation…

Apparently Nick had been thinking of all of that a bit too much though, as without realizing it, Isaac had slipped behind his half-naked frame and pressed his arms around the cat’s upper body, dragging his claws through the boy’s lithe frame. “Shhh, I told you not to worry~” he spoke, pressing his body in close… Close enough that Nick could now feel his just-undie wearing loins against his rear.

“I, I’m not worried…” he spoke softly, teeth biting playfully down against his lip once more before his eyes turned to look at the rest of the locker room. “Issy… Someone might see…” he squirmed, tail thrashing playfully against the larger boy’s body, but the cat’s concern was brushed off by the hybrid as his clawed fingers wandered down over his body.

“Don’t worry… Everyone’s gone by now… Just let me help you with undressing…” he purred into Nick’s  ears, trying to calm his concern as his hands slipped down, teasing the edge of the boy’s shorts. Then slipping in, pressing underneath both his shorts and underwear, rather than helping him take off his clothes, and before Nick could summon the initiative to push away, a soft, quiet moan rolled from his lips as Isaac’s skilled fingers graced the sensitive button of his clitoris. 

The cuntboy’s teeth bit down on his lips again, his hips pressing back against the boy’s sheath, unintentionally grinding the familiar bulge against his boyish rear. “Issy… Please…” he quietly whimpered, but his tone was far from discouraging, especially as his friend’s fingers started to tease his sensitive lips, prying them around his probing digits…

Then the sound of the door to the field opened, and Nick’s body all but jumped in surprise away from Isaac’s grasp. He busied himself with getting dressed promptly as if nothing had happened, a flush to his ears and cheek as he promptly stripped out from the black P.E. shorts and practically jumped into his regular clothes before whoever it was could see the small, damp spot where his undergarments had been pressed against his teased lips.

Issy, for his part, just gave a cocky grin to the embarrassed cat, as the fingers that had slid into his friend’s nether lips pressed against his lips, slurping up the feminine fluids that had soaked into the white fur on his digits. The sight brought a smaller shiver to Nick’s features, but he had lost his courage to continue here, instead he gave a shy shiver as he rushed to put on his shirt, stuffed his dirty clothes into his school bag, and padded out past the still underwear clad boy’s side. 

“I’ll see you tonight…” he mumbled as he passed by. His tail brushed longingly over Isaac’s underwear clad sheath before making his way into the hall leading to the rest of the school.

Isaac, however, replied with a soft huff. The thought of getting to play with his friend in such a public setting was still fresh on his mind, and the interruption brought a lustful, frustrated growl to his chest. His sheath was swollen within his underwear, forming a nice, impressionable bulge whilst his hybrid tip was prepared to push its way out with just a tad bit more coaxing.

It was just as his fingers slipped down to give that needy sheath a teasing squeeze that his eyes spotted the figure responsible for the interruption. It was a fox, another 14-year-old boy in their class by the name of Crevan. He was just as much of a cocky brat as Isaac himself from what the boy knew, but the vulpine was even more of a troublemaker. A smart mouth had copped him the punishment to run another mile after class by the P.E. teacher and thus delayed his entrance into the lockers enough that he arrived at the perfect moment to cock block the hybrid’s fun.

But beyond that the lad didn’t know too much about the fox… Except what his eyes told him of course, a physique much like Issy’s own, a tall boy and with a quite forward attitude. The kid half wondered just how much experience Crevan had with sex as his heterochromatic eyes wandered over the lithe adolescent frame of the fox, reinforced with the boyish muscles of active childhood. The glance held long enough that the sweaty boy’s own piercing blue’s caught them, causing the vulpine to flash a crooked grin on his black lips as he trotted to his own locker across and down the bench from where Isaac’s was.

“See something you like there, kitten?” the fox teased with a playful swish of his tail. The todd’s eyes took their own opportunity to glance across the cat boy’s features, having much more to admire thanks to the boy’s mostly naked dress, whereas Crevan was still in his sweat-clinging shirt and shorts. Still, the vulpine seemed to quite enjoy what he saw, given a quick flick of his smooth tongue over his lips, a fact which drew Isaac’s interest even more, and let his eager mind start churning with ideas.

“Not quite fair that you get to see practically all of me and I don’t,” Isaac interjected, seeing if he could get control of the situation as he slinked over to the boy. There weren’t any other late arrivals as far as he knew, and the teacher didn’t usually come back into the lockers with the end class… Nothing to get in the way this time as far as he knew, and adding another boy to his ‘friends’ piqued the young hybrid’s attention… As well as certain other parts of his body.

“Hmm, I imagine plenty of people have seen you without your clothes by now Isaac, seeing me out of mine is worth more,” the fox countered with another smirk of his. But Isaac was close enough that he could catch the vulpine’s scent, thick thanks to the sweat which still clung to his soft fur. Normally it wouldn’t have mattered much to the half-cat, but for some reason this scent had a particular draw to it. He only subtly noticed it consciously, allowing him to take a large draught from the boy’s smell, drawing an unconscious rumble to his chest and a throb from his loins.

“Oh really? Maybe I just have more to offer than you with my clothes off…” Isaac bit back, a cocky grin on his lips as his hands slunk down to his underwear, and without a hint of reservation, tucked them off from his hips to show off his bloated sheath in all of its detail. It was quite a hefty thing, thick and bloated between his young hips, with a pair of noticeable pairs that had dropped and started churning with fertile, youthful seed. With that cocky attitude still on display, the cat leaned against the locker next to the fox, his tail swishing with an eager flick - one arm pressed against the lockers to hold him up whilst his knee rested against the wooden bench in front of the metal cabinets, his other hand sliding down to his sheath to give it a tantalizing squeeze in front of the other boy’s eyes. The touch, and the knowledge he was showing off his sizable goods to what should be another awestruck boy curious to please such a fat child dick brought his cat-dick out of its sheath, a good centimeter of twitching red flesh. “What do you think~” he grinned, licking his lips.

Yet, while he was expecting Crevan to be enthralled, or at least curious with the fat sheath he was showing off for the kid, the fox’s eyes showed… A sort of withdrawn interest to it. They were interested, no question of that, as the blue eyes slipped down to settle on the presented goods for more than a few seconds. But then his attention slipped back up to the Nimble’s eyes with that damnable crooked smirk on his pointed snout - a smile Isaac could never quite pull off with his wider and shorter snout. “Hmm, not bad, but I’ve seen bigger~” he retorted with a dismissive tone to rile the other adolescent up. He knew exactly what he was doing as he then turned his attention away, taking the opportunity to pull his sweaty shirt free from his furred frame, giving the cat more to look at as he placed the damp cloth onto the bench.

“As if…” Isaac scoffed, a subtle growl to his words at being challenged and dismissed! He, who had a cock bigger than a few babysitters he got to play with..! The boy was just jealous, he thought, and he leaned forward to try and put more of the moves on the vulpine… Or he would have, but as Crevan took off his shorts he decided to casually toss them at the hybrid’s direction, catching the crotch of the black fabric straight on his nostrils.

“Aaaff!” the halfbreed boy was caught somewhere between a yelp of surprise and a sudden surge of arousal as his nostrils were flooded by the boy’s scent. He couldn’t help it, there was something attractive to the scent, the canine parts of his brain admiring the boyish scents in ways he couldn’t quite understand. This wasn’t the scent of Nick’s cunt against his nose when he was pleasuring his friend, yet it was making the cat unusually aroused for what it was… Maybe it was just the smell of a fox that got him going.. But by the time he wrestled the wet shorts off of his nostrils and tossed them to where the boy’s shirt was, his burgeoning length was growing quite a bit stiffer and thicker between his legs.

But instead of snapping at the young teen’s teasing actions, the boy’s eyes admired the now mostly undressed fox’s frame, looking over the boy’s youthful and athletic frame. All the way from his shoulders teasing at a broad, powerful build when he finished growing, to the rather… plump evidence between the kid’s hips as well. The only complaint on the young lad’s mind was that Crevan was wearing briefs rather than the tight hanging undergarments favored by him and Nick, limiting what his eyes could perceive aside from the rough size of the likely semi-hard equipment. But it was still enough to bring an eager grin to his lips, and just roused the cat’s interest even further. So what if he was hung as well, he was more than likely not as equipped as himself. And his thoughts even drifted to how fun it would be to blow that shaft right after he had his way with the fox’s backdoor…

Maybe it was that scent affecting him, but the desire to see the fox submit to him was enough that the cat slipped himself against the other child, wrapping an arm around his youthful features to settle his hand against the boy’s far hip. It brought an antagonistic flick from the sweaty child’s frame as he twisted to confront the cat-hybrid, before the feline’s eager lips compelled him to stop and just show the lad a curious tilt of his vulpine snout. 

“You seem to be pretty confident about yourself I’m guessing… So why don’t we have a little bet?” Isaac purred, foxes liked bets, right? He thought about going straight to that tailhole, but he didn’t want to shoot too far and be shot down - that and he’d much rather taking his time with a possible first timer’s rear. “Why don’t we show each other just what we’re packing… And the one with the largest… wins,” the cat continued. That drew a curious, and sly smile from the fox’s black lips, and the cat knew he was in. “The winner gets a blowjob from the loser, how does that sound?”

Issy’s lips crest with a smile of a cat that had just devoured the canary and moved on to the turkey. He was absolutely confident he would win, he never lost these little bets, and ‘knew’ he had the largest cock of any boy in school, and was even confident to wager against an adult at good odds. He was already imagining the tall boy’s vulpine snout slurping down his cock with everything that long mouth had to offer by the time Crevan’s shoulders shrugged against his own, and the boy’s hand returned the gesture - dull vulpine claws wrapping around the cat’s naked hip and settling in with a small squeeze of the arm against the feline’s frame to pull them together. “Deal, kitten,” Crevan still teased with a smirk. “No backing out once you lose though, or I’ll tell everyone how much of a scaredy cat you were.”

“Trust me, I won’t be backing out~” he teased in response with a lustful purr, and his clawed digits promptly grasped the hem of Crevan’s briefs and pried them down. Their bodies turned to face each others, allowing them both a good glance at each other’s loins, and served to help Isaac strip his new ‘friend’s’ briefs, dragging them down to his thigh with a lustful rumble from his chest.

Then his heterochromatic eyes looked at what he had released, and the first stage of doubt in his confidence at winning the competition started to settle in. He couldn’t tell roughly how well their sheath’s compared to each other, not with the different levels of arousal between their lengths, and his barbed prick already standing at half-mast while the fox’s narrow, pointed tip was only now teasing at the opening. But the difference between their balls was sizable and evident at a glance - Crevan’s spheres were more than just a palmful at a glance. The white-furred spheres hanging heavily in their package thanks to the warmth of his job, and the fur was silken with the droplets of sweat settled in the short hairs. 

But he didn’t have too long to linger on admiring the fertility of the child before him. Crevan took the momentary weakness to push forward, suddenly pressing their lewd organs close together, and settle both of his arms onto the other’s hips to keep them pulled close. His dull claws pressed through his fur, raking pleasantly over the skin of his hips, whilst the fox’s tail gave an eager swish. “Don’t lose your cool now,” he rumbled into the feline-cross’ ears with that narrow snout of his, those black lips parted in a cocky, sly grin which revealed a single canine past his black lips. But the advice was harder to follow than Isaac would have thought - the male’s scent was rich in the air with such proximity, and his hips were already joining the fox’s in a soft, slow grind against one another to grind their sheaths and budding cocks together.

“I’m just getting excited picturing you on your knees,” he countered, only a half second behind his usual comeback speed. Isaac kept one hand wrapped around the now naked fox’s frame, placing his hand just above the vulpine’s tail and squeezing back to ensure their boyish goods were kept grinding together. The other hand he shifted to grasp around their budding lengths. Not much of the vulpine’s shaft was visible yet, his tapered head still pressing out, encouraged by the situation and the friction of their loins pressing into each other. But he could still tease and encourage his own cock to mast in the meantime, his experienced fingers rolling over his soft, dull barbs, drawing a small shudder and a silent moan to his lips as the stubs were squeezed against his fingers and palm.

The leopard boy closed his blue and green eyes, savoring just the pleasure of the act. His ears twitched, feline nostrils flaring as he started to draw in more air with every breath, savoring the other boy’s scent with his own laced starting to mix in with the droplets of precum leaking from his feline tip. With an eager grace his thumb flicked over, smearing the bead of clear cream over one of his barbs to drag a shiver through his spine, and prompt his hips to grind needingly into the other boy’s crotch. His mind started to wander, just imagining being close to the other lad, holding him, breathing in that scent. He momentarily drifted from his dominant mindset to just imagine burying his snout into the fox’s loins, savoring the rich aroma whilst that narrow snout went to work on his own barbed prick.

With his mind wandering, Isaac stopped focusing on what was exactly going on with his new friend’s shaft. Instead his attention drifted to more erotic scenarios playing out through his head, whilst his ears picked up the occasional grunt or huff of pleasure by the vulpine’s chest. The cat’s toes curled, sliding his claws out over the smooth locker floor as he pressed his balls against the bloated spheres they were grinding against. Soon enough the feline’s squeezing fingers found the tapered point of his friend’s shaft nudging against his white furred fingers, causing his digits to flex around his red boyhood before tentatively wrapping out to squeeze their budding cocks together. He was only vaguely aware of the fact that the fox’s smooth, canid shaft was thick, only realizing that he had to struggle to fit such fat cocks inside of his palm together, but the boisterous lad found a way as he started to half hump, half paw into the hand stroking the pair of them off. Now Isaac could feel that budding boycock twitch into place against his hands and shaft, his soft barbs being pressed against by the warm fox cock, whilst the pair of their leaking juices started to be mixed and slathered across their cocks thanks to those idle strokes.

The warmth of their fluids soaking into the fur along his fingers settled against his skin, matting his fur as his stroking grew faster, firmer. His grip squeezed firmer around their fat lengths, his tail wagging to and fro, whilst his mind raced firmer. Yet, Isaac failed to realize where his idle fantasies were heading; as the male’s scent, deepened by the rich fox fluids wafting their scent into the air, were even more compelling to his adolescent mind. Thoughts which the boy didn’t have often slipped into his consciousness, his mind briefly wondering just how the vulpine’s cum would taste, how it’d feel settling in his lips against his tongue. How good it’d fell slowly pressing underneath his tail, stretching himself out farther…

It was at that point that Isaac realized exactly where his mind was driving him, bringing a brief kick back against the almost entrancing effect that scent and the wandering of his mind had brought him too. His blue and green heterochromatic eyes blinked open as he pushed aside those submissive thoughts alien to his psyche, just in time to see that the fox’s hands hadn’t been idle either in the interim. Nor the rest of his body, as his eyes fluttered open just in time to see the male’s head dip down, brushing that whiskered snout over his cheek, tickling over his throat, and then a small, firm bite against one of the white leopard’s faint spots along his neck. That certainly snapped him out of it, the sudden challenge and claim of dominance over the cat brought him to step back, his hands moving to push against the boy’s hips to split their throbbing cocks. “H, hey, none of tha-”

And then the cat saw it. It started with the boy’s crooked, cocky smirk. The smirk challenged the assurance the leopard boy’s mind had about his victory in the little contest after the bruising it had from the lulling direction his fantasies drifted. It compelled him to look lower, glancing between the boy’s now full mast length as a pit of fear welled up in his sternum. Sure enough, the fox’s shaft stood there at its full, intimidating size. There was no question about who was longer, the boy’s length stood easily an inch if not two larger than his own at a glance, and whilst the leopard boy clung to the hope of being decently thicker to fall back on - it was only thicker in proportion. The fact that the fox’s hands had slipped down to grasp his lengthy prick at the base showed off that his dull clawed fingertips could barely touch together over the meaty red flesh. It was easily the biggest cock the kitten had seen in person, and it brought a flick of anxiety into his feline tail.

“That’s… No that can’t be, you cheated somehow..! You took, steroids or hormones or… something…” his mind raced to an excuse, his chest laboring in a short panic at the fact the impossible had happened. He had lost. This had to be a trick! His hand shot forward, adamantly hoping to find some proof that the fox was pulling a clever prank, that he was wearing some sort of cock-toy to make himself look longer. But the hand squeezing over the vividly throbbing flesh, offering investigative squeezes to the red flesh, and ultimately wandered longer to attempt to encircle the male’s girth in his fingers, and failing, forced him to come to terms with reality. And those buzzing, restless thoughts he had near the end of his listless fantasies started to toy at his mind again, bringing the kitten’s teeth to bite apprehensively over his lip.

And Crevan stood there, savoring the look of defeat and concern on the previously confident ‘stud’ kid. His crooked smirk still twisted onto his black lips, but his ears flicked forward in an obvious predatory fashion, his blue eyes flicking across the cat’s features like a fox that was preparing to pounce on a cornered mouse. He stepped forward, and for once the leopard boy shifted back defensively as that giant of a boy dick glanced over his body, leaving a few droplets of musky fluid to seep against his silver white fur. The fox’s hands reached forward, but while the cat shifted to prevent them from grabbing his shoulder, it instead rested against the nearby lockers - cornering him in so that his pointed snout could loom ominously against his own snout. And for but a moment, Isaac could swear that the light reflecting in the kid’s blue eyes took on a beguiling glimmer. “Chickening out are we? Maybe I should take my rewards from your rear instead…” the fox threatened with a dull, deepening rumble of his chest. It was clear he wasn’t going to let Isaac out of his… obligations… now. His hefty prick had been brought to mast and his libido worked up.

“No… That won’t be necessary,” the cat grumbled heavily. He hated every moment of this, being out done for the first time by another boy! It wasn’t fair, he was meant to be the one that got to be on top, that had the pride of having the biggest dick. How did the fox manage to keep the monster between his hips secret for the entire year? The cat just couldn’t understand it, he must have slept with some of the kids here, one of them should have let it slip! He could have approached it from a different angle than the bungled, backfiring bet he was now stuck in or else risk losing any sort of boyish understanding of honor his little clique understood.

None of that meant he was happy about it as he pushed the fox child back a step or two, giving the feline enough room to begrudgingly settle to his knees in front of him. His snout was dipped, his blue and green eyes looking at the monster of a prick he was going to need to please now as it was held forward by the other boy’s hand gripping it at its base. For a brief second he contemplated fleeing, grabbing his clothes and just accepting becoming a social pariah for however long it took to run its course. But he really would be a scaredy cat at that point, and the feline refused to be known like that. ‘It’s just a cock’ he reminded himself, as one of his hands timidly took the place of Crevan’s hand at the base of his cock, supporting its weight as the vague outline of the kid’s knot started to swell into place. ‘It’s not like you haven’t done this before. Even if it’s the largest dick you’ve ever seen. You’ll get his snout or ass the next time.’ The leopard cross’ thoughts continued as his other hand settled against the boy’s hips, claws grasping the lad’s skin.

Well, time to bite the bullet. Or suck the cock, in effect. With a deep breath to summon his usual boisterous courage, and perhaps drag a nice dose of the fox precum’s scent into his nostrils, he leaned forward and tentatively began to work his maw over the tip of that tapered cock. His lips moved with exceptional experience over that graduated head, slipping around and keeping his teeth at bay, whilst his grooved, feline tongue flicked into the small dip of the boy’s head - collecting a good deal of the vulpine’s precum that had been pooling there. It was thicker than he was expecting, rich with a salty tang. But he didn’t let that distract him as his ears flicked back shamefully against his skull and pressed forward, his jaw parting to accept that cock into the main cavern of his maw. Isaac tilted his head, letting the fox’s head press against the back of his tongue, and also allowed himself to taste the rich meat as it drooled more of the rather appealing fluid for him to savior.

In the corner of his mind Isaac thought it was curious how he started to enjoy the taste of the other boy’s precum the more he savoured the taste, reminding him of the rather unusual appeal the boy’s scent had. A scent that was flooding his nostrils at the moment, every breath the cat took as he began suckling on that cock sending another flood of appreciation through the back of his mind. Maybe it was the touch of wolf in his ancestry that made him so vulnerable to this fox’s taste and scent he puzzled. But as his young lips began to start bobbing on the smooth, canid flesh, his thoughts turned less to the curious qualities and endowments of the boy and more towards the mechanical tasks required to handle such an obnoxious cock in his maw. His body shifted and moved with familiar pace and skill, dragging and rolling his cock against that hefty prick, yet the changes he had to make, and the care it took as his lips started to bob back down on that cock at different angles kept him on his toes, bringing a sort of appreciation to his task. He even hesitated to look up at Crevan’s gaze with his heterochromatic eyes as his lips pushed the farthest he dared tread, that tapered cock teasing the back of the feline’s throat whilst he squeezed the slowly forming knot at the base.

To his detriment the boy seemed eager to rub this in as literally and figuratively as possible. He took that sight as a cue to rest his dull clawed hands between the cat’s ears, the claw tips pressing suggestively against the back of Isaac’s skull. The act brought a small grumble to his chest and an agitated flick of his ears, but there was nothing that the cat could do about it now, he just glanced back down at the latter half of that cock still sticking out past his lips. He had already been at it for a good few minutes as his head settled back into bobbing on that cock, sliding it occasionally from salvia and spunk lubricated tip to the limit of his mouth, and his jaw was already starting to ache from not being used to such a girthy prick. Crevan’s hips for the most part had sat still, although they occasionally rolled forward in a gentle press that the leopard boy quickly adapted to, yet the press against the back of his head seemed to imply that the boy wanted more than the leopard was willing to give him.

He supposed that he could risk going just a tad bit deeper… A thought that almost surprised himself with how willing it was to debase himself just for the fox he had lost a stupid bet with. It had to have been that scent, still lingering in his mind, and keeping his firm kittyhood erect even without the attention of his own hands to the solidly seven inch prick. Still, he was grateful that Crevan hadn’t decided to rub this act of submission in with his mocking tongue, and with a tad bit of curiosity (and confidence in his own capabilities), Isaac pressed himself deeper. It wasn’t far, about little more than a centimeter, but it was enough to almost force a gag out of the young teen’s throat. His muscles squeezed to silence the relex, fingers digging into the vulpine’s hip and his toes curling, the hand now partially squeezed around the fox’s half-swollen knot doing its best to squeeze the back of his sensitive lobes - hoping to push him to a climax at this deepest point. Yet despite his best efforts, he only managed to draw the fox’s cock close enough to draw a low pant from his chest before he backed off, dragging his tongue and lips over the prick and allowing the musky tool to slip from his lips. A few, lewd bridges of saliva and cream ran from that tapered prick to the boy’s lips. The leopard boy coughed to the side, letting his gag reflex play itself out as he took a few, deep breaths from his mouth, snapping those lewd strands with the flow of air dragged into his lungs.

“What, can’t handle my cock? Well, if you can’t get me off with your mouth, there’s always your...” Crevan finally had to tease, but this time it only served to rouse the boy’s determination. He wouldn’t admit defeat, and he certainly wouldn’t let the child’s monster ravage his tailstar.

“Just give me a second to get my breath, then I’ll get you off when I’m wanting to,” he shot back as his frame steadied, resolve tempered as his mixed-colored gaze settled onto the heroic task brought before him. Yet despite himself his tail was giving a somewhat… eager… flick, although Isaac tried not to focus on that betraying metronome of his psyche. The sooner he could get this over with, the sooner he could leave, a mantra he repeated in his head often as he threw himself back into pleasing the other kid with everything he had. The hand on the boy’s hip squeezed, steadying himself as he bobbed his still aching jaw again and again down that cock, even letting the soft thrusts of Crevan’s own hips to try and help, despite how often that tapered tip pressed dangerously close to his throat once more. The boy just closed his eyes, thinking on the task at hand, the hand on the boy’s knot squeezing with every press of his lips at his farthest point. His tongue and hand listening to the throbs of that cock, gauging how far he had to go by the building pulse in the fox’s flesh. Closer, closer… Not to far now…

And then an alien thought pushed itself into Isaac’s mind. The sensation of that smooth, precum-slick dick thrusting in and out of his lips thanks to the bobbing of his head was replaced with a curious image of how it would feel to have the same firm pistoning of that dick underneath his tail. The shame in the thought immediately brought a surprised stop to his pleasuring near the reach of his esophagus once more, his muscles clenched and tail even slammed down over his naked rear to try and defend it from the phantom impression such a surprisingly vivid image had in his psyche - even his tender sphincter squeezed shut in protest. But the fox took that moment of weakness to strike, as his second hand slipped forward to rest his grip solidly against the boy’s blonde hair. His dull claws clenching through the yellow hairs to grasp his cranium, and then pulled Isaac’s head forward at the same moment the athletic youth’s hips slammed forward.

The sudden thrust shattered the boy’s concentration. His cheeks bulged with the fat cock pressing in and now grinding into his throat. “There we go… That wasn’t too hard now, was it?” Crevan huffed in bliss as he delighted in that tight tunnel of muscle squirming around his cock with every squeezing swallow or convulsing, gagging cough to dislodge the prick plugging his esophagus. Isaac’s blue and green eyes looked up in a mixture of pain, surprise, and panic in response to those words, as he found he couldn’t squirm off of that cock, not even when his hands pushed against the fox child’s hip. All he could do was try, and fail, to suppress the gags rolling from his chest with several inches of that fat fox cock now grinding in his throat, squirming in the contest between their two bodies to keep that shaft sheathed in his maw - all except for the boy’s unique, triple lobed knot which nestled lewdly against his lips in a forced kiss. The seconds rolled on, each one practically announced by the painful throb of that cock in his throat, Isaac’s eyes starting to water whilst his claws dug firmly into the fox boy’s hips to no success.

The cat boy’s only comfort by the end was that with his tight, virgin throat being forced around the fat prick, it didn’t take long to get the boy off. His panicked throat practically milked the boy’s length for its milk, driving his hips to roll with a small sway and grind that shaft into his gullet, smearing the lobes of his knot lewdly against the leopard boy’s parted lips. His lips quivered around that tool, tongue lodged against the bottom of his maw with that thick pillar pressed in. But then came the first, dry throb of that shaft as it started to fire, flexing the muscles involved. The dry spurt still sent a flinching wave of discomfort through Isaac’s body as it bulged that cock firmly in his throat, bringing another fresh gag to squeeze his throat’s muscles around that cock in time for the first rope of hot, vulpine cum to launch into his throat. He could feel the rich nectar painting the back of his esophagus, the sticky fluid slowly dripping towards his stomach as it clung to the walls of his throat. His ears flicked forward apprehensively by the time the second thick string erupted from that buried cock and force fed him the heavy cream, a third soon following.

By the fourth, the fox finally seemed to relent against the feline’s struggles and allowed his cock to be awkwardly squirmed off of by the slighted cat. He caught it halfway up his throat and onto his tongue, filling his rough feline muscle with the rich, heady flavor of fertile boy milk as his lips parted in a hacking, coughing fit. His cum-painted throat coughed strands and droplets of the rich liquid out as he struggled to catch his breath, but the fox’s climax wouldn’t wait. Another heavy strand launched from his now free-firing cock, the spurt landing once more into the boy’s open maw, but the latter half streaked upwards and painted across the cat’s nostrils - burying his sense of smell in the overwhelmingly musky aroma of his cum. But there were still a few more strands of the lad’s release to go, flicked onto his white furred and blonde haired face, leaving the cat’s eyes narrowly untouched so that they could glare up at the male which had violated his throat and taken it by surprise, then had the gaul to paint his face in that seed like he was some bitch to be marked!

But the fox rubbed salt into the wound of the boy’s pride, as the firm hold he had on the cat’s blonde hair was exploited to grind that spent, cum-plastered cock onto Isaac’s cheeks, smearing it in the spent cum that was now leaking from his cum-slit. “Hmm, not bad~ Experienced lips and tongue but your first time swallowing a thick dick?” the boy taunted, and Isaac found his throat unwilling to summon a proper response as he just glared up at the child. “Still, one of the best cock sucking I’ve gotten in awhile… Maybe I should give you another go,” Crevan followed with a lustful rumble, finally causing Isaac’s eyes to glance away in a mixture of shame and rage, just sitting there as the fox boy’s seed dripped down over his features and landed with heavy droplets with the cat boy’s precum on the locker room floor. It would have all been tolerable, if not for the fact that his cock was as hard as a fucking rock between his hips, throbbing and poised to be set off at a moment’s notice from just blowing the fox!

His humiliation was closer to abject horror at how much at least part of him enjoyed being demeaned and having his throat fucked by the child, to the point that he didn’t even shy away from the fox’s hands ruffling his blonde hair and ears - even with a strand of sticky boy milk creasing up from his eyebrows to the tuft of yellow ontop of his skull. He just bit his tongue, waiting for the boy to leave as he began to dress in his school clothes, leaving Isaac to wallow for a few moments with his eyes glued to the floor.

“Cya kitten~ Enjoy your camping trip,” Crevan teased at the door as he made his way home. Finally free, Isaac took the opportunity to start cleaning himself of the boy’s jizz. His arm smearing as much of those thick, sticky strands from his pelt as he could, and then groom the smeared jizz up with his tongue. Despite how much he hated to admit it, he liked the taste of the brat’s cream, and his feline instincts were more than comfortable with him lapping up every fresh drop that had been blown on his face. It didn’t fix the now throbbing cock standing freely between his naked thighs as he remained knelt on the locker floor, but perhaps he could catch up to Nick and put that lust to a proper task fucking his friend’s pussy into a leaking mess…

Either way, with how turgid his thick kittenhood felt from an exploratory squeeze of a hand, Isaac thought he was going to have plenty of vigor for this evening’s affair…