Foo was antsy. Being away from Fee this long was really bothering him. Harvey had already been forced to restrain him from slithering out the window to go crash the girls-only slumber party that Fee had been invited too.

“Look Foo, I know you miss her but don’t you think it would do her some good to make more friends that didn’t share a womb with her?” Harvey scolded him.

“No!” said Foo defiantly, wiggling back and forth on the floor trying to escape from underneath him.

The night wore on and Harvey’s counter-sleepover of just Foo and him had a lot less scampering and roughhousing than Foo was used to. He just wasn’t interested in playing a third round of the Detective Dirk worker placement board game Harvey was attempting to make him enjoy. Finally it was time for bed and Harvey managed to get him to put on pajamas and they both crawled into Harvey’s bed.

Foo was in no mood for sleep, his mind was racing with thoughts about what Fee was up to. Was she getting to break a lot of cool stuff while he was stuck here? We’re the other girls going to turn her into a mummy? Why wasn’t he going to get to be a mummy? He was very anxious. He started wiggling his toes in the footies of his pajamas. The wiggling grew larger until he started kicking his legs, and eventually waving his arms in the air. Harvey rolled over as the blankets started flapping around on top of him.

“Foo, it’s bedtime, that means no more rambunctiousness” he said in a stern voice.

“But Harvey, what if the mummy doesn’t want to play with me anymore?” Foo whimpered. He suddenly had a sad look on his face. Foo was usually so carefree but he also was also a little insecure sometimes. Even though Harvey had no idea what Foo was talking about he understood that he was missing his sister.

“I know it can be scary for you sometimes but you are here with me,” Harvey said, placing his hand on Foo’s chest under the blankets. “Just relax and before you know it Fee will be back in the morning.”

Foo gave a little smile as he stared into Harvey’s eyes in the darkness. Harvey’s hand was making small circles on his chest. The physical contact was making him feel a little better.
“I just don’t think I’ll be able to get to sleep tonight. I’m probably gonna keep kicking...”

“Here let me show you what my mom used to do to calm me down when I couldn’t sleep.” Harvey reaches up and grabbed the zipper on Foo’s pajamas and unzipped it down to his waist. He reached in and continued his light caressing of Foo’s fuzzy orange chest and plump little belly.

“When I was a baby this always made me feel better.”

Foo let out a little purr as Harvey’s fingers dug into his fur. His fingertips were raking little lines through the hair on his soft belly, circling his belly button. The tickley pleasure shuddered through his body. He no longer felt sad, but a new feeling of indescribable fidgetyness was forming somewhere deep inside under his tummy.

“I don’t think it’s working Harvey. I still feel like going crazy. I think I’m going to just go run over there and ruin everything.”

“Foo, no.” Harvey peered down Foo’s body, below where his hand was rubbing a little bump had formed in the blankets.

“Foo, I wanna try something else. Something I found out about while taking a bath.”

“Hmm a bath, that’s the thing you do in the bathroom but not involving the toilet, right?”

“Yeah, with no clothes on either… what I wanna try involves umm…”, Harvey leaned in close and in just barely audibly whispered. “It involves your peepee, Foo.”

“My peepee?”

“Yeah there’s something you can do to make yourself feel really good and sleepy too. You just gotta rub it in the right way…” Harvey slid his hand down and gently laid his cupped palm on the cotton covered bulge in Foo’s pajamas.

“When your peepee stands up like this, doing this will make it soft again.” He slowly unzipped Foo’s pajamas the rest of the way, careful to not snag Foo’s little penis. He could feel the sudden hotness of it exposed against the back of his hand under the blanket. Harvey readjusted his hand and blindly made contact with his fingertips. Foo’s wiener was very warm, and very soft. It was still slightly squishy around the outside even though it was stiff. Short fur on the surface created a pleasant fuzz that only contributed to the heat coming from it. Foo was completely transfixed. Harvey could tell he had never had his penis touched like this before. Harvey began to gently stroke it, pulling the loose skin down and letting it spring back.

“Does this feel OK, Foo?” he whispered in the dark.

“ Y-yeah, it kinda tickles weird” stammered Foo in a slightly higher pitched voice than normal.

“The tickle will start to feel really good, better than anything.”

Harvey groped at Foo’s tip and uncovered the slightly damp, smooth skin under his foreskin. Using a finger he began to slowly stroke the skin underneath his penis tip. Foo let out some mewling squeaks as the intense feelings shot into him. His peepee had never ever felt like this before, he could feel something building but he couldn’t understand what.

“Harvey,” he croaked, “I know you get mad when I go wee in your room. Maybe I should-“

“You’re not gonna go, trust me. Just let the feelings happen.”

Harvey grasped the thin shaft of Foo’s peepee with two fingers and began to rapidly vibrate them up and down. Foo’s foreskin slicked back and forth over his tip. In the dark of the room all that could be heard was Foo’s husky breathing and the rhythmic thap thap of the blanket being moved up and down by Harvey’s hand.

Foo let out out a little squeak, “Aaah, Harvey my peepee feels really hot.”

“Don’t worry Foo, just let it go.” Harvey encouraged.

Foo screwed up his face. The tickle feeling that had been building deep inside him somewhere felt like it was moving. It felt like it was in his legs and shooting upwards through his body, through his thighs, his little balls, right up his peepee to the very tip. Suddenly the feeling erupted and a burning hot tickling pleasure was concentrated right at the hole of his peepee. He gasped and squirmed, letting out a short moan before biting his lip to keep from yelling out. The good feeling was shooting through him, he curled his toes and clenched his fists as his penis gave a few short pulses. He wanted to arch his back and wiggle everything. His mind was blank with pleasure. Then it ebbed away. He went limp back into the pillow as Harvey’s hand released his penis, which still pulsated on its own accord. His breathing was heavy and rapid. He felt like he had just played all day. Like he had climbed to the top of he biggest tree in the forest in five seconds. His whole body radiated with a relaxed warmth. Foo finally stretched out his legs and felt aftershocks of pleasure flow through him gently. He wiggled his toes and relaxed his arms. Harvey was right, it did make you sleepy.

“Mmmmm, that felt good.” he stated matter-of-factly.

“Goodnight Foo” Harvey whispered to him in the dark.

He leaned over and gave Foo a friendly peck on the cheek before settling down beside him. But Foo lifted his head and brought it over to Harvey. He brought his lips close to his beak and pressed their mouths together in a long kiss. The kind of kiss he and Fee gave each other before going to sleep. He was no longer worried about Fee not being there. Harvey was there and was just as good as another sibling. He put his arms around Harvey snuggled up to him. Still warm and sleepy with the pleasure Harvey had given him, they both drifted off to sleep.