The few months of summer vacation that Len had were here and gone in a flash. After their curious, clumsy first time together, Len spent most of his free time hanging out with him. When neither of their parents had an eye on them, they were going at it like never before. Exploring all new positions, watching new genres of porn Len had never seen before, and even attempting anal before Len backed out. It was a magical summer, one that Len wouldn’t soon forget. Especially with how heartbreaking it had ended. Mitch told him only a few weeks away from the beginning of the school year that he was moving off halfway across the country. Len was predictably devastated, but with modern technology he’d knew they’d stay in touch. They fooled around even more often during that last week that he lived there, if that was possible. Then, as the temperatures began to fall and summer began to crawl to a close… Mitch was gone, and Len was officially a high schooler.  

	There was always something otherworldly about the morning before the first day of school. Even though he’d been through it most of the years of his young life, it never ceased to carry a sense of wonder and awe as he blinked his eyes slowly awake and tried to make sense or shape of his inky black room. The sun wouldn’t be up for at least another hour, and yet, Len was awake. The possum groaned and rolled over, daring a glance at his alarm clock. Unfortunately, the cold, unforgiving red LEDs had no sympathy for his desire to stay in bed and the numbers read “6:25”. In five minutes, his alarm would go off and he’d have to get up so Len decided to get it over with and kicked his covers back. 

	The summer heat seemed to be clinging on for dear life, defiantly keeping his room nice and comfortable even for being so early in the morning as he wobbled over bleary eyed to his alarm clock to switch it off. His backpack was full of first day materials, your usual fair of pencils, notebooks, folders, the whole nine yards. He knew his parents would still be asleep. Nocturnals that keep to their instinctual sleep schedule were rare, but his parents were a pair of such people. They both worked nights, which meant he could at least see them for a few hours once he came home from school before they had to go out to work. Usually enough time to eat a dinner, talk about his day and then he could see them off. 

	Len wasn’t one to agonize over his first day outfit like some kids might have. All the people in his school he already knew, just the location was changing. So, he didn’t really feel like he needed to make some grand impression all of a sudden. He settled on a simple black graphic tea and jean shorts. Slinging his backpack over his shoulder, he reluctantly made his way out of his room. 

	Len dashed to the kitchen, grabbing a granola bar from the cabinet before he ventured out into the cool, humid morning. Brilliant rays of sunlight were beginning to illuminate the sky, driving back the purples and deep, deep blues of the night with the pinkish orange of the sunrise. The sun seemed as reluctant as he was to confront the day, which made him feel a little bit less alone. 

	Len lived on a hill, so the walk down to the bus stop was quick and once he got to the bottom, he stood near the congregation of other cubs who’d gathered there. Before long, the bus came rumbling towards them and slowed to a stop before the doors swung open. A rather cheery, heavy set fox welcome all of them in a sing song voice. 

“Welcome back!” She said. “Here’s to another fantastic school year, kiddos!” 

Len rolled his eyes as he got on which was thankfully obscured by the rush of cubs boarding the bus. A wonderful year was far from what he expected to have. 

	The bus ride was uneventful. He sat alone since his best friend was no longer there to sit next to him and watched the town pass him by as the bus got progressively more lively and noisy. The light feeling from waking up had totally gone away by now. Now all he was left with was his sour mood and annoyance at everyone’s blabbering. Thankfully, the bus ride was short and he was able to scurry to his locker as soon as he got off the bus. Since Len packed a granola bar from home, he took his time to find his assigned locker, sort his notebooks, and finally unwrap his crunchy honey and oats bar. 

	As he sat there munching on his travel breakfast, another student suddenly joined him in the empty hallway. They were a dog, a beagle to be specific. He was short, had some pudge that showed through his blue polo tucked into his khakis, and had thick, black rectangle glasses. He was obviously panicked and kept scanning the number of the locker next to Len over and over as if hoping it would change. Eventually though, he slowly approached the locker. 

“Hey, are you lost?” Len asked. 

The Beagle nodded. “Uhm… Yes. I think… my locker is next to yours. Right?” He said, turning his schedule over to show Len his assigned locker number. Indeed, it was the one directly to the right of him. 

“Yup, right here.” Len said, tapping the locker in question with his hand for emphasis. 

The beagle seemed to calm down a bit and once he got his books into his locker he breathed for the first time since Len noticed him. 

“Are you alright? You seem super panicky…” Len asked. 

“I-I’m alright! Just… nervous about my first day is all.” The beagle responded. 

Len smiled warmly, extending a hand. “I haven’t seen you around before so I’m gonna assume you’re new. My name’s Len, what’s yours?” 

The beagle studied Len’s hand for a moment before suddenly remembering what a handshake was and quickly but meekly shook his hand. “My name’s Benjamin… but please just call me Ben. Nice to meet you.” 

	On queue, the bell rang and the hall flooded with students. Among the chaos, Len managed to retrieve the books he needed and Benjamin did the same. 

“Lemme look at your schedule.” Len said. 

Ben frantically shuffled his folders and notebooks around before producing the copy and handed it to Len. 

After briefly scanning it, Len realized the new kid was in all his classes. 

“Well, you’re in luck! You’re in all my classes. Just follow me, I’ll show you the ropes.” Len said with a grin as he handed Ben’s schedule back to him. 

“Oh, thank you! I’m so relieved…” Ben said. 

Len led the frazzled beagle through a whirlwind of a first day. The first day of school was accepted to be little more than an introduction day, and every single class Ben had to disclose the fact he was a new kid who moved into town because his dad got a promotion. A pretty classic tale, but luckily none of the kids seemed eager to give him a hard time yet. Throughout the day, Len couldn’t keep his eyes off the dog. Maybe it was his raging hormones and summer sexual awakening, but he couldn’t stop thinking about how cute the scared little pup looked at his desk. Len had nothing against canines, but they tended to be more energetic and bro-y, at least in his area. Maybe it was the first day jitters, but Ben seemed to be a total introvert, kind of like him. 

	One of the many new wonders of high school life was the wonder of after school clubs. Of course, being the little nerd he was, Len had signed himself up for the anime club. A glorified 45 minutes to discuss and watch anime after school was exactly what he needed to take his mind off of things. The room was sparsely populated, only about five other students signed up it seemed. Among them was Ben who waved at Len as he walked in. The desks were arranged close to the projector that a nerdy beaver was fidgeting with. 

“Hey! Man, I wanted to say thanks for helping me around the school today, I really appreciate it.” Ben said as Len took the seat next to him. 

“Nah, it’s the least I could do! You settling in alright?” Len asked. 

Ben nodded. “Yup, I think I’ll figure out the school soon enough. I can’t believe you guys have an anime club here! I never met anyone else who enjoys this stuff like I do.” 
 
“Aw man, that’s no fun. It’s fun to be a fan of something but having no one to talk about your interests with is pretty lonely.” 

Ben smiled for the first time that day. “UGH!! I know, right!? I mean, no one even reads manga at my old school. It was like I was speaking another language! Well, I mean… I guess I kind of am in a way, heh.” 

“Pshh, no way. What’s your favorite? You seem like a shonen guy to me.” Len said with a smirk. 

Ben’s cheeks went red. “Well, it’s a little kiddish… but yes, shonen is my favorite genre. I mean… who can deny the appeal of a good tournament arc? Of breathtaking sakuga during fight scenes!” 

Len noticed his tail was wagging, another first. “Hey I’m not here to judge! I’m a shonen head myself too. I’m gonna go out on a limb and say you’re a… J-pop fanboy too!” 

The beagle’s tail was starting to tap against the chair he sat in. “Right again…! Jeez, you’re scaring me. Did you do a background check on me before I came here?” 

Len laughed. “Nah, you just seem like the type. What’s your favorite album?” 

	The two of them talked all the way through the few episodes of anime that were shown resulting in some very disgruntled faces as they walked out towards the parking lot but they didn’t care. They barely registered their parents calling for one another until Len’s mother shrieked that she was going to be late for work soon. 
“Oh, yeah heh I guess I have to get going. I’ll see you in class tomorrow, okay?” Len said. 

“I look forward to it. And hey, thank you again… I really wouldn’t have made it without your help today.” Ben said with a smile. 

“Pshh, you’d have gotten on fine. See you tomorrow!” Len said with a wave as he dashed towards his Mother’s car. 

“Finally!” His mother said as he hopped into the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt. “If I didn’t yell you’d probably have just sat in this parking lot all night and not realized I ever left.” 

Len’s face went red all the way to his ears. “W-Well, he’s a new kid so we had a lot to talk about.” 

His mother’s eyes knew that wasn’t all there was to it, but she decided to save her teenage son the mortification for now. “Well, I look forward to having him over soon.” 

Len just couldn’t stop smiling. “Yeah, I think I’ll ask him soon.” 

	The rest of the first week back to school passed in a blur. Len couldn’t stop thinking about Ben at all, not for a moment. His eyes were glued to him all through the class periods, so much so that he embarrassed himself a few times when he was called out on his “daydreaming”. Len couldn’t pin down what he thought about the dumb dog was so cute. The glasses definitely helped… the pudge that he could see pressing against his shirts did too, and once you got him started on anything that he was interested about it was like breaking a spigot open. Finally, Friday approached and Len was staring at Ben calmly collecting his books to go to the bus in the final minutes of last period. Ben was blissfully unaware of the storm of emotions rampaging through Len’s body. His palms were clammy and his heart just kept pounding. He wanted so badly to ask him but for the first time he felt this weird reservation. Like if he had him over at his house, he wouldn’t be able to contain his feelings and he’d come on too strong and push away the best thing that had happened to him since Mitch moved away. Steeling himself, he approached the beagle. 

“Hey! You getting ready to head to the bus?” Len asked. 

“Yup! What’s up, aren’t you gonna grab your stuff too?” Ben stood with his books in tow. 

“Yeah, but I wanted to ask. Would you wanna spend the night at my place tonight? My parents work overnight so it’ll be just us. We can just watch anime, eat all the junk food we want, that sorta thing. You in?” Len talked like his words were an overflowing hamper of clothes he finally just spilled onto the ground. 

To his surprise the world didn’t end, Ben didn’t shake his head, and instead, his tail wagged and he barked out an adorable. “Sure! That would be great~!” 

Len felt all the tension in his muscles relax. “Awesome, then let’s hurry to the bus!” 

	Riding home on the bus with a friend you knew was going to get off at your stop instead of their normal stop was exhilarating. Ben even rode a different bus normally, so his mere presence in the seat was enough to make Len feel excited. Ben would find out on the bus ride over, that Len had gone totally all out for the sleepover. A rather pricey trip to five below with some of his lawn mowing money had netted him a veritable feast of snacks waiting for them at his house that Len couldn’t wait to show off. Only a few stops later, Len tugged Ben along with him to the front door. He lived in a simple, run of the mill suburb house. White siding, blue door, and blue trim around the windows. A now neglected pool sat in the backyard since it was approaching fall and the temperatures were starting to drop, and on the roomy porch, a swing sat unoccupied. Len’s parents liked to sit out in the evening during the summer, usually with a drink or two. Len fished out the house key from his shorts and hurried inside with Ben. 

“Mooomm! I’m home! I brought Ben!!” 

Len waited a few moments for an answer but never got one. Curious, he walked into the kitchen and found a note taped to the door. 

“Your parents aren’t home?” Ben asked as he followed the possum into the kitchen. 

“Nope, seems like they went to visit some friends before work. They don’t get back until really early in the morning so we got the place all to ourselves!” Len said. 

Ben’s tail started to wag, making Len’s palms clammy at how adorable the puppy was being. 

“That’s awesome! Oh, what were those snacks you were talking up so much on the bus?” He asked. 

Len grinned and opened a cabinet drawer before pulling out a plastic bag. He turned it over on the counter, showing various flavors of Pocky, chocolate mushrooms, bottles of ramune, hello pandas… a weeb’s dream snack spread. 

Ben’s tail suddenly went into overdrive. “Oh my god!! My mom never let’s me buy this stuff… she’s pretty strict about my snacks…” 

Len put the snacks back into the bag before lifting it from the counter. “Well, your mom’s not here. It’s just you, me, these snacks, and whatever anime we wanna watch for the whole night!” 

	Len led Ben upstairs to his room, where the dorky beagle looked like he was about to start flying away with his tail going into full helicopter-mode. 

“No way you still have a computer this old!! Why didn’t your parents get rid of it!?” He asked while admiring the small, retro computer setup he had in a corner of his room. 

“Well, we aren’t really well off so when it came to give me a computer for the first time they gave me that when they finally got a new desktop downstairs. I did a bunch of chores around the neighborhood to get my good setup over here.” Len said, gesturing to the far more modern setup that could act like a beacon in the night with how many RGBs were flashing. 

“Man… you gotta let me fool around with that later.” Ben said, his eyes drinking in every last detail of the old, faded white computer tower. 

“Of course, dude! I dunno if I could bring myself to say no with your tail going like that.” Len said with a smirk. 

Ben’s cheeks went red, but his tail never stopped. “Sorry, can’t help it… canine habit.” 

Len shook his head. “Nah, don’t gotta apologize. It’s adorable.” 

Len didn’t realize the phrasing of what he’d said until it was already out, but Ben didn’t seem put off by it, just a bit more embarrassed. 

“W-Whatever, uhm… I’d really love to watch ahead in that series we were watching in the anime club if that’s okay? It seemed really interesting and I’d wanna talk with you about it more than the people back in school.” Ben asked. 

Len nodded. “Course! Lemme just go to my totally legitimate website to find it…” 

	After a quick google search, the teens had the entire series ready to go and clicked play on the episode they left off on before tearing into the snacks. Pocky was something Len indulged in often, but sharing it with his friend made the chocolaty biscuit taste even more divine than it normally did. But that paled in comparison to the rich, velvety chocolate on the chocolate mushrooms that Len attacked next. Ben immediately popped open a grape ramune and yipped in surprise as the ball loudly clacked to the bottom of the top of the bottle. 

“I… I knew it was coming but I’m not great with loud noises like that… eheheh…” Ben said. 

Len wanted to grab him and squeeze him until he popped, but he couldn’t so he redirected the cuteness aggression to open his orange ramune. 

Len totally forgot about the whole canines not being able to eat chocolate thing, but luckily the strawberry pocky and fruity gummies that he bought were satisfying Ben’s sweet tooth as well as the chocolate was satisfying his. For the first time since he met him, Ben finally looked relaxed as they began to knock out episode after episode of anime. 

	Two nerds left to their own devices with a stockpile of snacks, it was no surprise to Len when he looked at the clock after the final episode of the series and realized it read midnight. Suddenly, it felt like all of the fatigue that the sugar had been keeping at bay hit him like a truck. Not that he was complaining, but the analysis and discussion coming from Ben had definitely contributed to his physical and mental fatigue, but he was happy to indulge him. Ben luckily seemed just as tired as he was, yawning wide as Len stumbled to his feet. 

“Man… I can’t believe we watched the entire series.” Len said as he stretched his legs. 

“Me neither… I’m exhausted.” Ben said with another yawn. 

Len opened his closet and rooted around in it until he withdrew a thick, soft comforter and laid it on the floor. Another blanket followed to further cushion the floor before he withdrew a fluffy pillow and another comforter to lay on top of it all. 

“I’ll take the floor bed, you can sleep in mine.” Len offered, much to Ben’s surprise. 

“W-Wait I can’t take your bed, you’re the one having me over…” Ben protested. 

Len waived a hand at him. “Nah, I insist! Besides, being on the floor bed is kind of my favorite part of a sleepover. I’m an avid floor layer.” 

Ben sighed, realizing his protests were useless, he slipped into Len’s bed and took his glasses off. Once they were set on Len’s nightstand, he slipped under the covers while Len settled into the floor bed. While there was obviously still a floor under it all, Len was very comfortable with the thick blankets cushioning his weight. 

	A few minutes of silence passed that stretched into a half an hour before Ben finally whispered. 
“Len, you up?” 

“Yeah, what’s up?” Len asked. 

“Nothing really… It’s funny, I was so tired but I just can’t sleep.” Ben said with a whine. 

“Yeah, me neither… Weird.” Len said, as if the fact that his new crush was sleeping in his own bed wasn’t making him go nuts. 

“I wanted to ask you before, but how come you decided to like… I dunno, show me around and be all friendly towards me n’ stuff. Did someone tell you to?” Ben asked. 

Len furrowed his brow. “No, no one told me to do anything. Has that happened to you before?” 

Len looked towards his bed and saw movement that must’ve been Ben nodding. “Yeah, my last school actually. I moved in for middle school and I thought I hit it off great with a few kids but… the principal told them to be all nice to me. They didn’t mean anything rotten by it, but it just felt bad, ya know?” 

“Well that’s lame, I helped you out because I wanted to. I did all that because I really like you, you’re adorable and fun to hang out with and we have so many similar interests… everything I did was my idea.” Len said before he realized he’d let a certain word escape his mouth. 

“...Adorable?” Ben asked.

Len’s head was about to explode, he wanted to sink into the floor and disappear, but it was already out there. He made the floor bed, now he had to lay in the floor bed. 

“Y-Yeah… Adorable. I think you’re really cute…” Len said hesitantly. 

Ben didn’t respond for a few moments, or was it hours, Len couldn’t tell. All he knew was that when Ben finally opened his mouth again, he heard something he couldn’t believe. “You’re cute too… actually, you’re really hot. That’s why I was suspicious, I didn’t think anyone so good looking would want to hang out with me.” 

Len instantly pinched his nose and tried to breathe through it. Once he realized he couldn’t, it cemented the fact this was not a dream, but in fact, his real life. His real life where his first day of school crush not only cemented the fact he was gay, but thought he was hot. 

Len wanted to jump through the roof with joy, but instead he settled for standing up from his floor bed and met Ben’s glasses-less gaze. His ears were pinned against his skull, he looked totally terrified, which made Len’s heart melt. He gestured for Ben to move over in the bed, and Len slipped in beside him. The two teens, dressed only in their underwear were inches away from one another. It was silly to Len, who’d spent his summer experimenting, that he was so nervous about just this. 

“Well… if I’m being honest I did kind of invite you over with the thought that I could fool around with you at some point…” Len said with a chuckle. 

Ben’s gawked at him in disbelief. “You want to… with me?” 

Len nodded. “Yeah, dude. You’re adorable, I really like you.” 

“Well I never… ya know. With anyone… but if we start with something small I’d… be….” Ben couldn’t even finish saying what he wanted, but Len knew full well. 

Len leaned in close and gave the dog’s burning cheeks a peck as his hand trailed through the puppy’s fur. He was a little chubbier than he thought, he wondered how much of that was puppy fat or his own eating habits as his hand trailed down the soft, pudgy belly and brushed against the waistband of his briefs. 

Len’s hand traced the outline of the canine’s sheath, making him gasp and buck against his hand instinctively for a moment before he stopped out of embarrassment. 

“S-Sorry!! It’s… I don’t even know, my body just moved on its own there.” Ben whimpered. 

“Dude, you don’t have to keep apologizing! We can stop at any time, let me know if you’re comfortable, okay?” Len asked. 

Ben nodded, calming his breath as Len’s hands gripped the waistband of his briefs and tugged them down around his legs. 

	A canine’s sheath was new to Len. The fur that covered it felt nice to trace his fingers around and he could feel a warmth growing more intense inside before his fingers moved upwards and brushed against something hard, hot, and slick. It felt like just the tip was exposed, but Ben was whining up a storm while his tail wagged, slapping the blanket covering them. 

“You okay?” Len asked. 

Ben nodded quickly. “Y-Yeah, I’ve just never felt someone touch me like that before… it’s great.” 

“So how’s this work anyway? I’ve never touched a canine’s junk before.” Len asked as his fingers continued to tease and wrap around the hot, leaking tip that pushed free of Ben’s sheath. In response, a few more inches slid out, allowing Len to grip it and begin stroking it with his hand. 

“K-Keep doing that and it’ll come out…” Ben gasped. 

The teens fell silent as Len continued to stroke Ben’s shaft. He wasn’t anticipating how much pre-cum he’d shoot, but his hand was getting soaked with the stuff. It was watery but still surprisingly slick and sticky as Ben’s shaft became drenched with it. 

Len suddenly noticed something bulging at the base of his sheath and the one tidbit of information he did know about canine’s came to him. It was his knot. Feeling bold, Len pushed down on Ben’s sheath and to his surprise, his hand was filled with the hot and bulbous knot. Ben was just as surprised it seemed, as he gasped and cried out in pleasure as soon as his knot was freed. 

Len’s one squeeze to get the knot out had nearly made Ben finish on the spot. Len could feel his shaft pulsing and physically jumping in his hand. 

“W-Was that okay?” Len asked. 

“Waaaay more than okay…” Ben said between ragged, breathy pants. “I’m… uh… I’m really close…” 

Len smirked and feeling mischievous, decided to give Ben a little surprise to cap off his first time. His head dipped below the blankets and his lips fastened around his pointed, soaked tip. His tongue lapped away the pre-cum there and in the next instant, it was replaced with the first shot of Ben’s load. 

Ben whined and groaned as doggy cum began to paint Len’s tongue, shooting a considerable amount before it slowed to a stop and Len swallowed it all down. When he came back up from beneath the blankets, Ben was all but passed out in his bed, panting and heaving his breaths. 

“That… was insane…” Ben finally said after a few minutes straight of heavy breathing. 

“Do you want me to…?” Ben offered, but Len shook his head. 

“Nah, we wanted to start small, remember? Plus, my parents are heavy sleepers. There’ll be time in the morning if you feel like you want to.” Len said with a smile. 

Ben nodded slowly. “I think I’d like to uhm… at least try touching yours.” 

Len leaned in and gave the adorable beagle a quick peck to his lips. “I’d love that.” 

	Ben’s knot had to go down and Len was already in bed with him, so he spooned Ben from behind and in minutes, he heard soft, rhythmic snoring. Len smiled as he began to drift off soon after, hoping the boner that he had buried against Ben’s body wouldn’t wake him… and looking forward to seeing what Ben would do with it the next morning.