This story contains gay teen(14/15) first time oral sex, mentions of non sexual child abuse, feelings of guilt shame and inadequacy/mental health struggles and gratuitous amounts blushing and kissing and awkward stuttering. If you do not like or cannot handle any of these topics, please leave now or use your blacklist. It is nobody's responsibility but your own to make sure you don't see things you can't handle here.

Chapter 3
Dexter was barely conscious as the credits from their movie scrolled up the screen, jolting wide awake when he heard the front door slowly jiggle open and saw a bright strip of early morning sunlight glow across the floor and onto the wall as it opened. The young squirrel's ears twitched as he lifted his head as best he could, his arm trapped under a very unconscious Charlie's head, his hand fully numb, all feeling gone as he struggled to move without waking up his lover. He caught a glimpse of a familiar older cheetah as he struggled to quietly close the door, a large bag in his hands as he fumbled to put his keys back in his pocket.
Dexter couldn't help but laugh as Charlie's father dropped his keys in his struggle, quietly cursing to himself as he bent over to pick them up as he closed the door and turned the lock, surprised to see the young squirrel's head peeking up as he stood back up. “Oh! Hey, Dex. Uh, sorry. I didn't think anybody would be awake yet, especially not you. Where's-” he stopped himself short of asking where his son was when he rounded the front of the couch and saw the napping kitten, a warm, comfortable smile on his face as he lay snuggled on top of Dexter's dead arm, facing the TV. The man couldn't help but smile warmly at the sight of his son so comfortable and happy, even in his unconscious state. “Well ain't that just precious.” he said as he quietly leaned down to gently pet his son's head before he stood and made his way to the table.
Dexter struggled to free his trapped arm from under his boyfriend's head as he slowly worked himself free without waking the boy, quietly climbing down to the end of the couch to stand and meet the older man at the table. “What's in the bag?” he asked curiously, staring at the large blank brown paper bag he'd just set down. He watched as Charlie's father reached out and unrolled the top, the smell of warm, fresh bread wafting out into the room.
“Your mom yells at me when I try to pay for food when I'm over, so I stopped at Terry's up the street and got bagels before she woke up so she'll hopefully be too tired to scold me for it this time.” he said jokingly, Dexter joining him in quiet laughter. “I used to stop there every year around Christmas until a few years ago. Charlie always loved going in with me to pick out a few different ones. I think I remembered them all, but it's been so long. I just hope it makes him feel better. How, uh, how's he doing after yesterday?” he asked nervously as he sat down and motioned for the young squirrel to sit next to him.
“He uh, he took what Agnis told him pretty hard. It hit him really hard last night, I haven't seen him that bad since he moved in. H-he cried himself to sleep last night while we talked, it was really early so we've been up since like 4 now. We took a bath- er, H-HE took a bath!” Dexter quickly corrected himself, embarrassed at his accidental slip up as he felt his cheeks heating slightly. “a-and we talked after. I told him to pick anything he wanted to do today, s-so he said he wanted to watch a movie on the big TV. He put on the Lion King and fell asleep again about half way through.”
Charlie's father couldn't help but laugh softly at the young boy's embarrassment still burning on his cheeks from his slip up, a warm smile on his face as he reached out to gently pet the boy's head. “He always loved that one. We used to watch it every year, it was his favorite movie. I think the last time we all watched it together he was like 8 or 9. We stopped doing much Christmas stuff after that. His mom, she uh, I mean, I always knew she had some problems, but that's around when I started noticing them more. Her moods always soured the holidays so we kind of just phased them out. I figured it was better to not have them at all than to have bad ones she ruined every year. I always got him a little something special, but there was no celebration anymore.” he said sadly. “I should have stepped in and done something. I don't know why he respects me like he does. I don't deserve it.”
Dexter felt a sad pang in his heart from the older cheetah's words. He hadn't spent much time with Charlie's father personally, but every moment he'd been around him he'd been a kind, caring, and open minded man. From the first time they'd met, Dexter could tell why Charlie loved his father so much. “It's not your fault. I don't know what your guys' home life was like then, Charlie doesn't talk about it, really, but it's not your fault she hates him. I think you're great, and he respects you because he thinks you're great too. She's the problem, not you. You've been supportive and understanding through this whole situation. Between the move in here, and being supportive of our relationship when he came out to you with that, I think you're a great father to him even if you're not always physically here.”
The older cheetah couldn't stop his eyes from tearing up even as he smiled from the young boy's words. “I-…” words failed him as he opened his mouth to speak. “Thank you, Dexter. I think I really needed to hear that. Maybe one of these days he'll open up more and talk about what it was like for him there. To be honest, even I don't know most of it outside of what he told the cops and what Agnis told me yesterday. She was more of a parent to him than I was, just like she was to me.” 
Dexter stood from his chair and walked next to the man, leaning forward to give him a tight hug. “He's starting to open up more and more. I-I know it's hard for him, it's hard for me knowing how badly it all hurts him. It hurts feeling like I can't help. I know it's got to hurt you, too. He'll get there eventually. I promise you're a better dad than you think you are. Charlie's never had a bad thing to say about you since I've known him.” he said as he pulled away and headed towards the kitchen.
Charlie's father got up to see what Dexter was doing in the kitchen as he heard cupboards opening and closing, surprised to see the young boy filling the coffee pot. “You drink coffee now?” he asked, laughing softly as Dexter turned to face him, spilling water all over the counter as the pot overflowed.
Dexter quickly set the pot on the counter and grabbed the roll of paper towels on the other side of the sink, tearing a few off and soaking up the puddle on the counter. “Uh, s-sometimes. I-i know Charlie likes it a lot s-so I started making it for him before he wakes up on mornings I'm up before him. It…it's nice to do things like that, I like the way he smiles when he sees it. I started coming around to drinking a little of it sometimes. I like the way he makes it, so I just drink a little of his sometimes.” the young squirrel stuttered out with a blush as he struggled to wipe up his mess.
The older cheetah couldn't help but smile warmly at the boy, stepping in to help soak up the water on the counter, playfully shooing Dexter off to finish making the coffee while he grabbed more paper towels. “I'm so happy he has you. You're a very special boy, Dexter. I hope you know that. I love seeing you together. He always looks so happy with you. I can't think of a time I ever saw him like that. You know, just, actually happy and not just...distracted and entertained. Thank you for taking care of him.”
Dexter smiled at the man's words, happy to hear he's had such a noticeable effect on his best friend. “He's really special, too. I really love him a lot. I-I never thought about liking boys before him, but he makes me feel warm, safe.” he said, struggling to hide his blush as he finished preparing the coffee pot and hit the on button. “Speaking of special, Agnis gave me an idea of what to get him for Christmas. I'm going to need your help later.” he continued with a quiet whisper as they made their way back to the table, the older cheetah leaning in close and listening intently.
Charlie woke up in a comfortable daze, confused as he subconsciously reached for the small gray arm arm he'd fallen asleep on, his eyes fluttering open as he noticed it was no longer there. He was confused as he noticed the TV on in front of him, unable to get his bearings as he rolled onto his back and noticed he wasn't on Dexter's bed, the early hours of the morning slowly coming back to him as he remembered their bath, then drying off as he thought about what he'd wanted to do. He remembered laying on the couch and asking Dexter to hold him after he chose a movie, most of the movie a blur in his mind as he just remembered purring in absolute comfort as Dexter held him and slowly pet his stomach until he fell asleep. 
The young cheetah's ears twitched as he heard the sound of quiet whispering across the room from him, the familiar silhouette of his father visible from the couch as he rubbed the sleepy crust from his eyes and sat up. He slowly stood and groggily stumbled his way to the table, ears twitching as the sound of whispering stopped. “Mmmh, morning.” he quietly muttered as he leaned over to hug his dad from behind his chair before letting go and leaning over to hug Dexter, giving him a kiss on the cheek as he lingered a few moments longer. 
“Hehe, good morning Charlie. Coffee's ready, I got your cup out for you.” Dexter said, smiling warmly as he felt Charlie squeeze him even tighter. “I would have poured it but I didn't know when you'd wake up. I didn't want to bother you.”
Charlie gave the little gray squirrel one more peck on the cheek before he pulled away from his hug and stood up, making his way to the kitchen. “You know you can wake me up. I don't mind. Thank you for making coffee.” he said as he poured his cup. “Sorry I fell asleep again. The couch is surprisingly comfortable.” he continued as the metal spoon he stirred with loudly clinked off the sides of his cup.
“It's okay, Charlie. I don't mind. You were tired. I almost passed out, too, til your dad got here and dropped his keys.” he said jokingly, causing Charlie's father to groan and laugh slightly in embarrassment.
“Look, it was like 7am, man. You try keeping your balance with a big bag of bagels that early when you're trying to be quiet.” he replied lightheartedly, happy to be included in the boy's light teasing, feeling like a real member of the family himself despite how little time he was able to spend visiting due to living and working a few cities over.
Charlie's ears perked up at the mention of bagels, quickly tapping the spoon on the side of his cup before taking his coffee to the table. He set his cup down and grabbed the paper bag on the table, quickly unrolling the top and sticking his face in it to take a big whiff. “Oh my god, you went to Terry's?” he asked, flinching as his dad snagged the bag out from under his face. 
“Yes, I went to Terry’s, and I'd prefer you didn't drool all over them before everyone else got their breakfast. Look at you, like a rabid beast foaming at the mouth!” his father jokingly exclaimed, laughing as Charlie playfully wrinkled his nose stuck his tongue out at him. “Haha. Someone's definitely feeling better today.”
Charlie smiled softly. “Yeah, last night was uh, really bad, but Dex helped talk me down. We woke up early and took a b- er, talked more, and it helped a lot. I think today's going to be a good day.” 
Everyone's head turned towards the sound of soft footsteps rounding the corner, Dexter smiling as his mother appeared, a surprised look on her face at the sight of the 3 of them at the table. “Well good morning, boys. What're you doing up so early?” she asked as she leaned over to place a kiss on top of their heads.
“We fell asleep early last night and woke up at like 4. we had a good talk and watched a movie, then Charlie's dad snuck in with breakfast.” Dexter said as he snuck a sip from Charlie's coffee cup, setting it back down before the older boy noticed.
“Oh, he brought breakfast, did he?” she said with a stern look, the older cheetah looking uncomfortable and stiff in his seat as he prepared for a scolding. “Well that was very nice, thank you.” she said, her stern face softening into a playful smile as she leaned over and hugged him as he breathed a confused sigh of relief. 
Dexter and Charlie watched on in confusion as she pulled away and went into the kitchen to make her coffee. Charlie's father blushed, embarrassed from the boy's stares and shrugged his shoulders, quickly looking away and reaching for his coffee cup. The boy's shared a quick look with each other, still confused as Dexter's father rounded the corner, wiping the sleep from his eyes. “Mornin'” he mumbled out as he headed straight to the kitchen.
Charlie reached into the bag on the table and pulled out a bagel, ignoring the cream cheese next to it as he bit into it and moaned softly. Dexter couldn't hold back his laughter at the display, the young cheetah quickly blushing and looking away as he ripped a chunk off of it and chewed it. “You really like chocolate chip, huh?” Dexter asked with a playful nudge of his elbow. Charlie couldn't help but nod, taking his time to savor it before swallowing.
“It's been my favorite since I was like 5. Dad used to take me to Terry's around this time every year and I'd sit there and pick out like 3 or 4 different bagels for myself and I'd only ever eat like 2 because who eats that many bagels? But they always looked and smelled so good, so dad always ate my extras.” he said as he went in for another bite.
Dexter smiled warmly at his boyfriend's behavior, happy to see him reliving good memories for a change. He looked over to the young cheetah's father to see him smiling softly to himself, eating his own bagel and fighting back happy tears from his son's words. The young squirrel bit into his own breakfast and enjoyed it silently, happy to have everyone together again.
The day passed by slowly as Charlie and Dexter spent their time together in their room. Dexter sat on the floor, shooting his way through zombies on the TV as Charlie sat behind him, arms wrapped around him in a hug. The young cheetah gave the boy a kiss on the cheek before pulling away and standing up, Dexter unable to look away from the screen as he struggled to run away from the horde pursuing him. He heard Charlie searching through the dresser for something, his ears twitching towards the sounds as his curiosity grew more and more until he heard the drawer close and felt the boy sit back down behind him. 
Dexter squeaked out in surprise as he felt Charlie's fingers run through his long, dark gray hair, gently massaging his head and leaning forward to place a kiss on top of it making the young squirrel's face flush red instantly. He moaned softly as he felt the older cheetah begin to slowly and gently brush his hair, taking care to gently remove every little knot and tangle he found as he brushed little sections at a time. “Keep playing. You're always brushing me, it's my turn to brush you for once now. Your hair is really pretty.” 
Dexter's face burned hotter at the compliment, losing focus on his game as he enjoyed the feeling of the brush bristles gently scratching at his scalp. He hissed softly as Charlie hit little snags, earning quiet apologies and gentle kisses from the older boy as he made sure his hair was nice and smooth. He paused his game and closed his eyes, unable to concentrate on anything besides the feeling of warmth growing inside of him from the loving attention he was getting.
Charlie zoned out as he brushed Dexter's hair, feeling the last little knot untangle itself before he dropped the brush and gently ran his fingers through the younger boy's hair. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around him, surprised when the young squirrel quickly pulled his arms away, afraid he'd done something wrong until he quickly turned around to face him. Dexter hugged him tightly and caused them both to fall over onto the floor, giggling as they slowly toppled over with Dexter sitting on top of the older cheetah. 
Dexter leaned over and kissed him on the nose before moving lower and kissing him again on the lips. “That was really nice. I-I uh, never had anybody else brush my hair before. I didn't think it would feel that good.” he said softly, unable to hide his burning cheeks as he leaned forward and kissed the older boy again. 
Charlie felt his own cheeks burning hot from the surprise affection, his heart soaring at the younger boy's reaction to his attention. He couldn't hold back bashful giggles as Dexter began to pepper his cheeks with playful kisses, the two of them laughing together as Charlie wrapped his arms around the smaller boy. “Hehe, what's gotten into you all of a sudden?” he asked as Dexter placed another quick kiss on his nose and stopped to smile down at him.
“Hehehe. I love you, Charlie. So much. You made me feel good and I just wanted to kiss you.” Dexter emphasized his point with one more big kiss on the older boy's lips.
Charlie closed his eyes and kissed back, moaning softly as he brought one of his hands up to rest on Dexter's head and pull him closer into it. He felt a warm fluttering in his stomach, a feeling he'd known well since he met the young squirrel just a few short months ago. A feeling he was once confused and scared by, but now looked forward to and fully enjoyed whenever they shared moments of intimacy like this. His face flushed even hotter as he felt the young rodent's tongue gently prod at his lips.
Dexter's heart pounded in his chest as warmth flooded through him, his own stomach fluttering excitedly as Charlie opened his mouth slightly and let the younger boy's tongue slip inside. He felt the cheetah's tongue begin to gently wrestle his own inside his mouth before he playfully bit down slightly, unable to stop himself from smiling and laughing through his nose as Dexter sat over him blushing with his tongue trapped. Dexter couldn't hold back his own playful giggles as he opened his eyes to see Charlie staring back at him, a glint of mischief visible in his eyes. “Can I hath my thongue back, pleathe?” the young squirrel asked with another giggle.
Charlie shook his head lightly, unable to stop himself from laughing as he felt Dexter's fingers begin to tease at his sides until he was forced to open his mouth and release his hostage. Dexter stuck his tongue out and blew a raspberry at the older boy before he sat up, looking down at the young cheetah as he2 smiled and blushed. “Mean! Tickling is mean.” Charlie said with a fake pout.
“You started it this morning. I asked nicely and you said no, I was simply defending myself, hehe.” Dexter replied before he leaned down and placed another kiss on the older boy's nose. Charlie wrapped his arms around Dexter, holding him in place and rolling over so they laid on the floor together, staring at each other. Charlie opened his mouth to speak when there was a knock at the bedroom door making them both jolt in surprise.
“Dinner's ready, boys.” Charlie's father shouted through the door, both boys giggling in embarrassment from being scared by the knock. They blushed and shared one more quick kiss before getting up and heading to the dinner table.
Dexter sat at the table, smiling wide as he slapped a big scoop of mac and cheese onto his and Charlie's plates. He felt a hand land on his thigh and give a gentle squeeze, looking over to see Charlie smiling at him warmly and nodding his head in thanks. The young squirrel leaned over to briefly lay his head on the older boy's shoulder before he sat back up and grabbed his fork. 
Everyone sat and ate quietly, enjoying their meal until Charlie's father broke the silence. “So, Charlie, I've been told Christmas eve here is a special movie day. Everyone picks a movie to watch and we draw straws to see what order we watch them in. Agnis is going to stop by for a little bit tomorrow and then we're both going out to catch up for a while and run some errands, so I'll be out most of the day. Just think of your movie and make a list for me if you want anything from the store while I'm gone.” he said as he stood before making his way around the table to grab everybody's empty plates and taking them to the sink.
“We spend the day playing board and card games with the movies on in the background if you want to watch. It's just a big family day before Christmas. Pizza for dinner because nobody wants to cook both Christmas eve and Christmas, so we usually have leftover pizza or just whatever for breakfast Christmas morning and then something special for dinner. We got a ham for Christmas this time, but it's usually either that or turkey.” Dexter's father explained from the other end of the table. 
Dexter smiled and nodded excitedly at Charlie. “Yeah! Christmas eve and Christmas are fun, we just hang around and play games. And Christmas ham is my favorite.” he said before leaning in and quietly whispering “The turkey is usually really dry.” the young squirrel couldn't help but laugh as he felt a balled up napkin bounce off his head, looking up to see a playful glare from his mother.
Charlie stood and grabbed the serving bowl from the middle of the table and took it to the kitchen, Dexter following close behind to look through the cupboard for a storage bowl. He pulled one out and handed it to the older cheetah as he heard footsteps coming up behind him and felt a hand on his head. “We'll take it from here, you boys go have fun.” his mother said ruffling his hair as he stood up. He watched as she leaned over and gave Charlie a quick kiss on top of his head and ruffled his hair as well. “Thank you for your help.”
Dexter watched as Charlie blushed, clearly flustered from the attention as they turned and left the kitchen. “Haha, you always blush so hard when she does that. It's cute.” Dexter playfully taunted as they reached their bedroom door.
“S-shut up, I do not! I just...I don't know. I don't know how to describe it.” the young cheetah replied as the pair entered the room and closed the door. “It's embarrassing, but in a good way? It feels nice, warm. I-I'm still not used to feeling like part of a family yet.” he continued, shyly rubbing his arm and looking down at the floor, unable to make eye contact.
Dexter smiled warmly at the flustered feline, walking up to him and wrapping his arms around him in a tight hug. “You'll get there, Charlie. Everybody loves you here. Especially me!” he emphasized with an even tighter squeeze before letting go and turning to walk towards the bed. He sat on the mattress and kicked off his shorts, quickly pulling up his pajama pants from the floor and laying down, patting the space in front of him for Charlie to come sit.
“It's a little early for bed time, isn't it? I figured you'd want to play something for a while.” he said as he sat in front of the squirrel before changing into his own pajamas. 
“Yeah, but we're not going to bed yet. You're going to find something to watch on my phone and we're going to snuggle.” Dexter replied with a warm smile as he unlocked his phone and handed it to the older cheetah.
Charlie blushed, nodding softly as he grabbed the phone and scrolled for videos to watch. He laid down on the bed, facing Dexter and holding the phone between them until Dexter gestured for him to roll over. He blushed even harder before opening his mouth to protest. “B-but how are you going to see the scr-”
Dexter shushed him quietly before he could finish. “I don't need to see the screen, I just want to hold my favorite kitty. Watch what you like, I don't care.”
The young feline's blush burned up to his ears as he nodded and turned around, purring the moment he felt the small squirrel's arm wrap around him and rest on his stomach. He played the video, unable to focus as he felt Dexter's hand gently rubbing his belly through his shirt, his face nuzzling into the taller boy's back briefly before he reached down to pull the blanket up over them.
Dexter sighed, comfortable and warm holding his best friend, enjoying the rumble of the older boy's purrs against his head as he nuzzled into his back. He listened to the sound playing through his phone speakers, laughing along with the jokes he heard even as his hand began to wander lower and lower. He reached the bottom of Charlie's shirt and slowly snuck his hand under it, pulling it up a little to pet the boy's thin belly directly.
Charlie's breath hitched in his throat as he felt Dexter's fingers gently run through the soft fur on his belly, his purrs intensifying as he closed his eyes and focused on the gentle rubbing and scratching against his skin underneath. They stayed like this for a while, neither of them noticing when the last video Charlie queued up to watch finished playing, leaving them together in silence with only the dim light of the phone screen illuminating part of the room. Charlie's breathing steadied, warm butterflies fluttering through him as he felt Dexter rub his face into his back again, peppering him with gentle kisses and slowly running his hand lower and lower down the boy's front.
“Charlie?” Dexter whispered quietly, just barely loud enough to hear. “Did- I mean, do you want to-” Charlie nodded rapidly before he could finish asking his question, making the young squirrel smile as he felt the bed shake slightly with his movements. 
Dexter's hand moved down to the top of Charlie's pajama pants, his fingers slowly, nervously teasing their way just under his waistband and causing the older boy's breath to hitch again as his heart raced. “I want...I want to do something for you tonight, is that okay?” he asked, his fingers sitting still just under the elastic band as he waited for a response, his heart rate picking up as he felt the older boy nod again.
He smiled nervously, his fingers twitching slightly as he pushed his hand down into Charlie's pants, moving slowly as he felt the soft fur above the base of his still mostly flaccid penis, taking a moment to breathe and enjoy the feeling before moving lower. He heard Charlie gasp as his fingers made contact with his soft length, purring harder as the younger boy's hand fully cupped around it. “It's so warm…” he said in awe, his heart pounding hard in his chest now as he fondled his lover. 
Charlie felt a nervousness deep in his chest even through his excitement. He wanted Dexter to touch him, to make him feel the things he felt, but a nagging guilt in the back of his mind told him it was wrong, he didn't deserve it, he should be the one making Dexter feel good, like he always did. He struggled to make the voice go away, to push it back down into the void where it belonged, where it couldn't hurt him anymore. 
Dexter felt Charlie begin to tremble slightly, a light sniffling coming from the older boy as he pulled his hand free from his pants and pulled him over to lay flat on his back. “Charlie? W-what's wrong? Did you want me to stop?” 
Charlie shook his head. “N-no, I-i just feel like I don't d-deserve it. You can keep going. I really do want to, I p-promise.” he stuttered out softly with another sniffle.
Dexter's heart sank as he crawled up the bed, leaning over Charlie to look him in the eyes, gently grabbing his face and rubbing his cheeks with his thumbs. “You deserve so much more than you think, Charlie. More than I can give you.” the young squirrel whispered out before leaning down to softly kiss him on the nose and then his lips. “Just try to relax, okay? And uh, t-tell me if I'm doing okay. I-I want to make you feel the way you make me feel.” he stammered out quietly, his veneer of confidence cracking as excitement and anxiety took over.
Charlie quickly wiped his eyes after sniffling again, nodding his head. “O-okay. Just uhm, d-don't make yourself keep going i-if you don't like it. I really don't mind t-taking care of myself when I'm helping you.”
Dexter smiled and nodded. “Okay. If I don't like it, I'll stop. Promise.” replied, earning a soft smile and approving nod from the older cheetah. 
Dexter slowly crawled down the bed and pulled Charlie's shirt up, exposing his soft white belly fur before placing his hands on his stomach, gently rubbing his fingers through it and making the older boy start to purr once again. He leaned over and placed a soft kiss just above his belly button, slowly peppering kisses on his way down, remembering how Charlie treated him during their first time together. He paused when he reached his pants, taking a deep breath and steeling his nerves to continue before he brought his hands down, curling his fingers underneath the elastic waistband and slowly pulling them down.
He watched in fascination as the base of Charlie's penis was slowly uncovered, his heart racing as he kept pulling his pants further and further down until only his tip remained covered. He looked up to Charlie for approval, seeing the boy laying there with his hands covering his face in embarrassment as he felt his most intimate place get uncovered. He looked back down, enjoying the view a moment longer before tugging the older boy's pants lower, gasping when his half hardened shaft sprung free of its confines, finally fully revealed to the young squirrel. 
Dexter watched in awe as his boyfriend's penis gently throbbed and pulsed in the air, illuminated by the moonlight shining through the window. “Wow...It's so big…” he said quietly, causing Charlie to groan out in embarrassment through the hands still covering his face. Dexter couldn't help but giggle at the older boy's reaction, finding it endearing how easily he could fluster the older boy. 
Dexter reached out and grasped Charlie's 7 inch length, his fingers just barely able to fully wrap around his girth as he felt it throb in his hand. The young squirrel watched in fascination as he pulled his hand down, watching the older feline's foreskin slowly peel back and reveal the bright pink head beneath. His mouth watered as he pulled down further, revealing just a little bit more before pulling back up and watching his tip disappear under its protective hood once again.
Charlie groaned and shivered, his adolescent length throbbing from the excitement of the attention it was receiving. He was far more sensitive to Dexter's attention than he'd ever expected, barely able to hold back from whimpering out loud as he felt the pressure from his lover's hand repeatedly reveal his tip to the cool air of the room before covering it back up with the warmth of his foreskin. He could feel every stroke coming easier and easier as he leaked pre cum from his tip like a faucet, every stroke causing his foreskin to bunch up and spread the fluid around his head, lubricating him.
Dexter leaned forward, his heart racing as he leaned down and placed a kiss at the base of Charlie's penis, smiling shyly as he heard the older boy whimper from the unexpected contact. He kissed again and again, slowly working his way up until he reached his tip, kissing his foreskin covered head before sticking his tongue out and taking a curious lick at the clear fluids he could see dripping out. His face flushed hot as his lover's flavor hit his tongue, the young boy savoring it for a moment as his heart pounded. 
Dexter opened his mouth and leaned forward until he felt the older boy's covered head touch his tongue, closing his mouth over it and resting his tongue against it. He licked around slowly, trying to get a feel for it. It felt strange, the skin soft and squishy as he licked around and sucked lightly causing Charlie to groan out loud again and throb inside the young boy's mouth. He slowly teased his tongue around the opening of his foreskin, licking up more of the thick, clear fluid the older boy continuously leaked into his mouth and causing him to moan and throb again before he stuck his tongue down inside of it, finally licking against his oversensitive tip.
“Oh my f-fucking god…” Charlie whimpered out as he felt his lovers tongue swipe against the head of his cock and tease his foreskin. He could feel Dexter start to suck just a little harder, gently pressing his lips against his head and beginning to slowly push himself down, uncovering his tip inside of his mouth and causing it to rub directly against his tongue. He was already in heaven, borderline overstimulated before the fun had even started and fighting to hold back his orgasm as he felt himself throbbing against Dexter's hot, wet tongue.
Dexter's cheeks burned hotter than ever as he felt Charlie's penis throb inside his mouth, his pre leaking out and covering every part of his tongue, every part of his mouth with the taste of the older boy's hot arousal. He struggled to fit the whole tip in his mouth, the older boy's girth causing his jaw to ache slightly as he forced his mouth open wide to pleasure him. He slowly worked his way lower down his lover's leaking length, sucking lightly and pressing his tongue against the underside of his exposed tip and forcing Charlie to moan out even louder, uncovering his face and gripping the sheets below him.
“D-dexter?” he whimpered out as he felt a pressure building in his pelvic muscles. “Dex, i-i'm gonna-” he was cut off as he felt the young boy's mouth dip even lower, just under half his length fitting inside the young rodent's mouth until he heard a loud gag, the feeling making him throb again as the pressure grew faster and faster. “Dexter I- f-fuck!”
Dexter pulled back slightly after he gagged, not wanting to push any further again as he felt his stomach churn uncomfortably. He heard Charlie pleading, moaning louder and throbbing more frequently inside of his mouth as he sped up, using one hand to grip the older boy's penis as he bobbed up and down, his tongue licking against the sensitive folds of his rolled back foreskin as it rested under his exposed head. He could feel the older boy's hips start to thrust slightly on their own, the cheetah almost losing all control of himself as he fought to hold back.
“D-dex if you don't stop I- oh god…” he whimpered as the pressure reached the base of his throbbing cock. His face burned hotter and hotter as he felt his hips thrust slightly on their own as he struggled to warn his boyfriend about his oncoming climax. “Dex! Aaaaaaaah~”
Dexter kept bobbing his head, his ears flattened as his face burned hot, waiting for Charlie to finish in his mouth. He was nervous, he didn't know what to expect or how he would react, but more than anything he wanted to make Charlie feel the way the older boy made him feel. He didn't know exactly when it was coming as he kept bobbing his head in time with his hand. The cock in his mouth throbbed one last time before a deluge of adolescent semen shot against the back of his throat unexpectedly, forcing him to gag and choke briefly as he paused and struggled to swallow.
The salty taste of his lover's hot seed overwhelmed his senses as he struggled to keep up with the flow, barely able to swallow before a little spilled from his lips. He struggled to keep sucking as the thick, hot fluid streamed into his mouth, his blush burning up past the dark gray tufts on his ears as he listened to the loud moans his attention forced from Charlie's mouth. The older cheetah grabbed the pillow below him to cover his face and muffle his screams of pleasure. Dexter swallowed again as he felt the flow taper off, one last small shot of teenage cum dribbling onto his tongue as the older boy's throbbing stopped and he gasped for breath.
Charlie's mind was blank, his thoughts nonexistent as he struggled to breathe through the overwhelming pleasure of his first Dexter induced orgasm. His whole body tingled, a calm, floaty feeling rushing through him as his thoughts slowly came back. He hissed briefly as he felt Dexter playfully licking at his rapidly softening length, overstimulating him as he pulled his hips away from the hungry squirrel's mouth. He could hear Dexter giggle and feel him pulling his pants up, but he couldn't bring himself to lift his head and look to see what was happening. 
Dexter covered his boyfriend and crawled up on the bed to look at him face to face, both boy's blushing brightly as they made eye contact. He leaned forward to kiss the older boy, Charlie blushing even hotter as he smelled himself on Dexter breath and tasted himself on his tongue. He closed his eyes and melted into the kiss until the young squirrel pulled away. “Did I do okay?” the younger boy asked shyly, smiling when the older feline started laughing and nodding.
“Yes, oh my god. I-is that what you feel like when I do that? Holy shit. I-I didn't think it would feel that good.” 
“Yeah, it's really nice. I could tell you liked it because you didn't take very long, hehe.” he teased, leaning forward to kiss him on the nose.
Charlie blushed and looked away. “S-sorry. I tried to hold it back but it was t-too much...I tried to warn you so it wouldn't go in your mouth, but-”
“Charlie, I wanted it to go in my mouth. You always do that for me, why wouldn't I do it back? I've wanted to try that for a while b-but I was always too nervous to ask until the bath this morning. I'm sorry I couldn't uh, take the whole thing like you do. I tried to do more but it made me choke and I felt like it would make me sick.” Dexter replied as he pulled back and laid down facing the older boy.
“Don't feel bad for that, I-I didn't even expect you to do that for me to begin with.” Charlie said as he turned to lay on his side and face the young squirrel next to him. “D-do you remember when we first met, that first day my dad came over and we all went to Benny's for breakfast?”
Dexter nodded. “Of course I remember. I introduced you to one of my favorite foods. Why, what about it?”
“Do you remember that joke my dad made about the sausages? The joke that made you think you did something wrong because I was upset for the rest of breakfast?” the young cheetah asked, struggling to maintain eye contact.
Dexter nodded again. “Yeah. I still don't understand what-” he paused as he thought about it, realization dawning on him as he struggled not to smile and laugh. “Hahaha, oooh, ok yeah, I guess you really can swallow them whole, huh?” He teased as Charlie groaned.
“When I was like 9 we went to the pancake house and I got a stack of pancakes and a plate of sausage links. I bet my dad one of my pancakes that I could fit a whole sausage in my mouth, and I did. But then a little kid at the table next to us said something that made me laugh and I accidentally swallowed it. I didn't even choke, but my dad was watching the whole time and he just had this look on his face, like he was concerned because he knew what just happened and I just sat there staring at him like a deer in the headlights until he realized I was fine and he just started eating.” he paused as Dexter started to laugh even harder, picturing the event in his head.
“Hahaha, oh god how do you even do that without choking, what the hell. But then why did the joke upset you so much that day? That's the part I don't get.” the young squirrel asked curiously.
“My dad knew I had a crush on you already. I uh, the day we met, the first day of school, I told him I made a new friend. I meant to say you were cool, but I uh, kinda accidentally texted him that you were cute instead. S-so it was really embarrassing having him make that joke with the implications of, you know, that being a skill you'd learn about firsthand.” he said with a blush.
Dexter sat there with his mouth open, waiting for words to come to him as he felt his cheeks burning. “Y-you already had a crush on me? The day we met?” he asked quietly, smiling as Charlie nodded. “That...makes me really happy.” he said as he leaned forward to hug the cheetah tightly, butterflies fluttering in his chest as warmth filled him. “I love you Charlie. Thank you. For everything. A-and I'm really happy I could make you feel good.”
Charlie hugged back, closing his eyes as exhaustion fully set in. “I love you too, Dexter. So much.” he said as he leaned forward to nuzzle into Dexter's chest. “For the first time in a very long time, I-i think I'm actually excited for Christmas.” he said as he started purring, his breathing steady as Dexter wrapped an arm around him and they drifted off to sleep.