Chapter 3

Minoru carefully set his backpack down on the floor by his desk. He crouched, unbuckling the straps holding the top flap shut, and he carefully slid his workbooks out. The kitten set his math and science books on his desk, and then he crept over to his closet to change out of his school uniform and into more comfortable clothes.
	Minoru's ear flicked as he heard the front door open, and he froze, stripped down to his briefs, arms in his t-shirt. "I'm home," Kazuo called, stepping inside. Minoru looked over to make sure his door was still shut, and he slipped his shirt over his head. The kitten stepped into his shorts, taking care to make no sound, and he crept over to his desk to start on his homework, ears folded back.
Minoru had kept to himself all week, avoiding Kazuo as much as possible. Every time he thought of his brother, an uncomfortable flush rose in his ears and his penis thickened. Minoru bit his lip, feeling blood rush between his thighs again, unwanted, at the memory of Kazuo under him, pushing back, encouraging him to thrust harder. Minoru hadn't masturbated in three days, because all that he could think about was his older brother's erection. Even Moe's breasts couldn't push out that thick teen rod from his mind. Dinner was an uncomfortable affair, but Minoru tried to play it off so his parents wouldn't be suspicious. Kazuo seemed fairly calm over the whole affair and didn't bother him, allowing the kitten his distance.
Kazuo walked down the hallway and into his own room while Minoru sat, hovering over his math homework, listening for any little sound to indicate that the feline was coming towards his room. Kazuo's own door opened, however, and he did not continue down the hallway to his little brother's door. Minoru let out a sigh, pushing on the tent in his shorts, and returned to his homework in shame, trying to ignore his body's arousal.

After dinner, the kitten returned to his bedroom, even though his homework was finished, and he picked up a comic to read. Kazuo had gone straight in for a bath. After a few minutes, there was a knock on Minoru's door, and his mother called, "Minoru, your big brother is calling for you."
Minoru rolled over and hopped off his bed, walking to the door and opening it. His mother was standing at the door. "Haven't you heard him?" Minoru shook his head. "Is everything okay, son? You've been quiet, this week."
	Minoru nodded. "Yeah, everything's just fine. I'm going." Minoru smiled at his mother, and he padded down the hallway to the bathroom. At the bathroom door, he slipped his tile slippers on and headed over to the sliding door dividing the bath from the rest of the room. "Kaz?"
"Mino, I forgot to get a clean shirt from my room. Can you go get it? It's on my bed." Minoru paused. Kazuo rarely let him into his room when he wasn't also there.
	"Yeah, okay." Minoru turned and shuffled back out into the hallway, leaving his rubber bathroom slippers behind without a thought. He opened his brother's door and walked in, stepping high over his backpack and the half-disassembled radio Kazuo had left right in the way after taking it apart to fix it. The teen fancied himself a junk repairer, at times, although usually he ended up with scrap that was beyond repair and spare parts. On Kazuo's bed was a single t-shirt with a skateboard shop's logo on it, and Minoru grabbed it.
	As he turned, the kitten faced Kazuo's computer. The screensaver was not enabled, and staring back at the fifth grader was a girl that looked like she was no older than him, completely naked, with a large penis in her muzzle, legs spread and showing off for the camera. Minoru crept closer. Kazuo had not only been browsing porn but had been accessing cub porn. The boy in the photo was only visible up to his belly, since the vixen was reclining on pillows, posing for the camera while fellating him. He appeared to be another fox, knot held by the young girl's paw. The photograph was cropped right at her exposed, swollen clitoris, hinting at full, spread nudity below. Minoru's erection stirred again, this time without inhibition, and his mouth went dry.
	The image was embedded in the middle of a page, and Minoru recognized it to be some sort of forum or message board. Above the picture was a tag indicating the date stamp and the poster's name, Hina. Beneath the picture was a short message, describing the photo as apparently being the poster and her big brother. Minoru's erection pushed against his shorts, and he squeezed it, as turned on as he always was when walking into Moe's apartment. The page had a scrollbar on the side, and it seemed that the photo of Hina and her brother was quite a long way down the page. Minoru dragged the scroll marker up a bit, and several photos of cubs in compromising positions flashed by with at least several posts between each one. The scroll stopped at a picture of a white mouse calf at the bottom of an image cut off by the top of the web browser.
	Minoru swallowed, and he scrolled the page up, a tiny bit at a time, and the calf led upwards to a thigh, and then a second leg on a couch cushion, to a naked boy showing his erection to the camera. The full image was cropped such that only the mouse's fairly flat belly was visible, down to his ankle. The boy was turned just enough for his shaft to aim towards the left side of the image. He seemed to be just a bit bigger than Minoru, but nothing in the background gave any indication of scale. The quality of the image was somewhat poor, obviously taken from a cell phone. Minoru looked at the poster's name: Snow. Although not as exciting as the vixen a few pages down, Minoru felt his body respond to the posing male.
	Minoru squeezed his shaft, scrolling back down, passing over a photo of a tan-coloured bottom half-covered by a pleated blue skirt, perky barely developed breasts and the chin of the rabbit girl they belonged to, and what appeared to be Hina coupling with her brother again. He quickly scrolled back down to the photo of Hina posing, conscious that Kazuo would get suspicious if he took too much longer, and he grabbed his shirt. Minoru looked up at the address bar in the browser; the address was long.

Minoru slipped his bathroom slippers on and walked over to the partition, trying to hide his erection by tucking it against the waistband of his shorts, untucking his shirt. "Kaz, here's your shirt!" There was a splash from the bathroom and a muttered "Thanks." Minoru walked back out of the bathroom, tucking his bathroom slippers to the side since they were not for the rest of the house, and he fairly jogged into his room and grabbed his phone. He then snuck back into Kazuo's room, having left the door open, and fired up his web browser. He quickly entered the long URL into his phone and made sure it loaded. The same background colour popped up, and posted comments started loading on the screen, as well as the beginning of an inline image loading. Minoru glanced at Kazuo's computer, making sure that it looked as if he had never touched it, and he snuck back out, closing Kazuo's door behind him.
	Back in his own room, Minoru shut the door and climbed up onto his bed. He first freed his shaft, staring at the tame nude from the first post in the thread--what looked to be a fourteen-year-old girl holding a towel over her front, turned just enough to show her ass and tail. Masturbating, Minoru scrolled down, his phone loading well ahead of him, and he read the comments, seemingly from different cubs, egging each other on. Another picture appeared as he scrolled, a sleek fourteen-year-old otter naked and holding a piece of paper with his nickname on it, along with the posted comment "There! Your turn!" The boy's face was not visible, and it looked as if he had stood in the bathroom to take the picture.
	Scrolling down one more, Minoru sucked in his breath and jerked his paw up and down his shaft, fast and hard. Two siamese feline girls, perhaps ten or eleven, were standing naked, holding paws with an older siamese male, looking perhaps 17, naked and erect. All three clearly had to be siblings, and they were all smiling for the camera, the younger girl holding the male's penis. Minoru held this phone close to his face, panting, and his toes curled as a rush of arousal drove him closer to orgasm. The girls seemed happy enough, and they looked like twins. Minoru scrolled down one line, and he read the very beginning of the posted comment, stating that the girls were his twin sisters and that they'd been having sex with him for two years. Minoru's legs tensed up, and he bit his lip to avoid yowling, driven to orgasm by these strangers posing and posting on the web of twin sisters that were getting busy with their older brother.

When he had recovered, Minoru scrolled down through the page, reading incredulous comments from posters, demanding proof. The date stamps showed that, five hours later, the poster of the siamese, calling himself Joe, posted again, attaching another image. Minoru scrolled down, eager, and saw one of Joe's twin sisters, holding her phone, while Joe held her from behind, helping her sit on his lap, pussy spread around his penis. The photo looked to be taken in a mirror from the girl's phone. The other girl was behind Joe, to the side, holding a crudely-printed sign reading "Hi, C-Bo!" Minoru's flaccid, recently-spent penis thickened again. He looked at the date stamp of the post--only four days ago.

Breathless, Minoru spent most of the evening browsing through the thread. Before he got through the whole page, with only five days worth of posts, he had masturbated seven times. One orgasm had been caused by a money shot from Snow, although the boy had been primed by Joe's sisters showing off their crotches after Joe had obviously had a turn with each. At the bottom of the thread, Minoru felt a little disappointed, until he saw a link that, when he clicked it, returned him to the main page of the board, listing thirty-six active posts, some of which had more than four hundred replies. Minoru's shaft was tender, but he kept reading, looking down the list of comment threads and their initial posts. One thread was asking for a comparison of penis sizes, surveying the commenters and requiring them to include height, weight, age, species, grade, and length. The second post was the thread starter's own response: 151 cm, 53 kg, 13, mink, grade 7, 11 cm. Minoru glanced at the top of the thread. 217 responses, ten days old. The next thread down was another such survey, asking how often commenters masturbated, as well as when, and how they started. This thread was two months old, but had an astounding 1,038 posts. The next thread made Minoru stop and read the initial post twice. It was a call for Yokohama-area commenters to swap mobile phone e-mail addresses. The post was six hours old and had eighty responses.
	Minoru bookmarked the page, and he looked over at his clock. It was ten at night. The sun had gone down and the house went quiet without him looking up from his phone. The very top post on the board, above the penis length survey, was a thread marked "BOYS ONLY," and started with a question about masturbation. Minoru set his phone down, stripped out of his shorts and shirt, changing into his pyjamas, and he climbed into bed. He picked up his phone, idly stroking his penis and began reading, not noticing that the thread was over a year old and had over nine thousand replies split across multiple pages. Posts ranged widely, discussing different techniques, most of which Minoru had never heard of before, such as controlling breathing to make your orgasm more intense, or digging a finger against the perineum to stall ejaculation and make it easier to repeat orgasm. After a few hundred posts, the topic wandered, and posters began talking about masturbating in different places and how not to get caught. Minoru's eyes bugged out at a comment about a boy masturbating on the train home, with a photo attached. A nine-year-old ferret boy, dressed in a very proper and expensive-looking blue school uniform with white trim on the collar, was stroking his exposed penis through the fly of his shorts, sitting on a train bench. He held his backpack upright on his knees in such a way that it blocked his crotch from the front. The photo was taken from the ferret's left, clearly exposing his self-fornication. To the ferret's right was a partition wall dividing the car's seating compartments. As long as nobody looked from the boy's left side, the poster suggested, he could stroke himself even if there were passengers in the car. The comment did not leave any clues as to who took the picture. Minoru was quite stiff again, and he masturbated, picturing himself daring to try it on the train, and also imagining the cute ferret boy. Waiting for him, one post down, was a ten-second video of the same ferret boy actually masturbating on the train as it rolled down the track, showing off for the camera. Minoru came for the ninth time of the night with his eyes glued on the boy's shaft as his paw teased it behind his backpack.
	Minoru fell asleep, phone still in his paw, after two in the morning, having gotten through the first page of comments and halfway through the second, where the topic of conversation was then about masturbating in the house without getting caught.

Minoru's alarm went off at seven, rousing him from sleep. He stretched his arm out to turn the alarm off, knocking his phone onto the floor, and the clattering made him open his eyes and remember. His pyjamas were around his ankles, and he was much less well-rested than usual, having stayed up far past his bedtime. Kazuo was already up and eating breakfast when Minoru had dressed and stumbled into the kitchen. Minoru's plate was already set with a slice of toast, garden salad, orange juice, and the kitten's favorite, a matcha madeline. He sat down to eat breakfast, still groggy and sluggish.

	Minoru yawned, riding the train to Nishi-Yokohama, and he pulled his phone out of his pocket, eagerly loading up the bookmark he had set. Before the train left Kami-Hoshikawa Station, Minoru had an erection, hugging his backpack to his lap to hide his arousal from the Grandfather sitting across from him. New posts had been made to the first thread he had seen, including two slightly-blurry photos from Hina. One photo showed her on her knees in a desk chair, tail holding her skirt up. The vixen had no panties on beneath her pleated brown skirt, showing off for the camera. The second post Hina made was from what looked like a bathroom. A male in a black high school jacket and slacks sat across the counter, erection in the girl's muzzle, knot held between her fingers. The male's paw held her camera in front of a mirror while he got oral from the uniformed kit. Beneath the Hina photos, Minoru found another post from Snow.
	The white mouse boy was posting another photo of his plump erection, only this time, he was in black shorts and a button-up white shirt, penis sticking out of his fly. A small, pale yellow stain was smeared in a glob near the waist of the dress shirt, framed right near the tip of the exposed boy's tip. Minoru's penis throbbed against his shorts, pressed against his backpack, and he licked his lips without thinking at the exhibitionistic photo posted by another boy.
	Minoru looked up as the cabin's PA system sounded a little chime, and the train lady's voice came over the air, slightly noisy with static as usual. "The next station is Hoshikawa. Next station, Hoshikawa." Minoru folded his phone, realizing that he was only a few short minutes away from his station, and he was still quite stiff between the legs. Yuuki would be waiting on the sidewalk for him, and the boy would surely tease him if he was sporting an erection.
	Yuuki was, indeed, waiting for Minoru outside the station, right near the door, and he called out. "Takahashi! Good morning!" Minoru smiled, erection still half-noticeable, and he jogged over, out of the small crowd of people leaving the station. The boys high-fived, and then they walked together to school, the same road through Fujidana Town they'd taken together since the second grade. The wind lifted their ties up, away from their shirts, now and then.
	"Did you see the match last night?" Yuuki glanced over at the equipment shop, eyeing the World Cup posters in the glass door. Minoru coughed and shook his head.
	"Nah, I, well, I don't have the international stations you do, and I was working on homework." Yuuki laughed.
	"It wasn't on the international channel. I meant the Yokohama regionals."
	"I was still doing homework, Sugitani." Minoru's ears flushed as he tried to lie in a convincing manner. Yuuki knew his feline friend was not a big soccer fan, but he still asked him, if only to strike up a conversation.
	Yuuki turned and started bouncing an invisible ball on his knee, hopping backwards along the sidewalk as Minoru walked beside him. "Aw, it was awesome! One of the strikers had this awesome two-tap feint, where he'd do this, and then this, and then he'd twist like this and pass!" The mouse hopped, light on his feet, miming the action along with his narration. His tie bounced as he hopped, backpack rustling as the boy's books jumped. Minoru just kept walking, smiling.
	"Then, he was like this!" Yuuki spun and kicked in the air just as he backed up against a lamp post, and he tumbled over onto his back, black leather backpack hitting the pavement first, and Minoru tried to grab his friend, catching one paw and nearly falling over on top of him.
	"Sugitani! Are you okay?" Minoru spread his legs, hunched over, connected by one paw as the mouse got his wing back after it was knocked from him.
	"Oof. Well, that didn't look cool," the mouse gasped, eartips flat on the pavement, his head just shy of the ground thanks to his pack. Minoru stood up as Yuuki let go of his paw and started to roll, and he noticed a yellow stain on his shirt, near the buttons, from where he had spilled a thick drop of curry from the previous day's lunch. Minoru looked around as Yuuki stood up. A group of four girls were walking down the sidewalk, a little ways back, in Inaridai's white blouse and black skirt combination. The mouse brushed him pants off and carried on walking, with a grin. "We'll be late, come on."

Minoru rubbed his eyes, listening to the teacher read from the history textbook. It was hard enough to stay focused at the end of the day on Fridays, since Minoru was usually worn out from the week, and last period was History. However, after being up so late, he was struggling to stay awake. The kitten quickly stole a glance to the side, and his ears flushed. Yuuki had his phone out on his desk, behind his textbook, intently glancing at it. Minoru looked down, and he spotted an obvious erection in the boy's shorts. The teacher droned on about industry, slowly dragging through the unit on Yokohama's manufacturing history. Minoru glanced up at the clock. Fifteen minutes. He looked over at Yuuki again, catching the mouse giving his shaft a squeeze through his pocket.

Walking back towards Nishi-Yokohama Station, Minoru stretched, feeling a bit more awake in the fresh air as the afternoon sun warmed his face. Yuuki leaned in and poked his side. "Hey, Takahashi. Can I come over and hang out?" Minoru smiled, and he nodded. The mouse hadn't been over on a visit for over a month, and the last time that they had time together, they ended up at Moe's instead.
"Got fare to Nishiya?" Yuuki reached into his pocket, pulling out four coins.

Minoru stepped out of the station, Yuuki right behind him, and they made their way up the street to the kitten's house. Yuuki chirred, quietly. "Is your big brother going to be home?" Minoru flicked his ear, and his cheeks flushed as he realized what he might've started.
	"My big brother's usually late on Fridays." Minoru flicked his tail, glancing down at his friend's crotch. The mouse just grunted a reply. The short walk up was quiet aside from the occasional neighbour saying hello to Minoru as he walked down the road. Minoru fished out his key and unlocked his front door, and then he walked in, leaving the door open for Yuuki to follow. The boys shucked their shoes and headed to Minoru's room after he closed the door behind them.
	Minoru carried two cans of juice and a bag of chips into his room, holding the bag in his teeth, and Yuuki sat up from reading one of the kitten's comics. "Cool!"

Yuuki leaned back, giving his crotch a squeeze, after the chips were gone, and he smiled at Minoru. "Hey, Takahashi, how about we surprise Moe with a picture?" Minoru's tail flicked, the tip frizzing just a bit.
	"Of what?"
	"Our dicks," the mouse said. He unzipped his shorts, fishing his erection out from his briefs, and started to stroke himself. Minoru's cheeks and ears flushed.
	"Uh, I guess we could. She sends me dirty stuff all the time." Minoru paused, kneeling on his bed, looking down at the other boy. Something about Yuuki on his back, stroking himself, school shirt half-untucked, seemed familiar, although he'd never had his friend masturbating in his bedroom before.
	"What's up?" Minoru shook his head and settled down on his side next to the mouse.
	"N-nothing. Um, so.. how're we gonna do this?"
	Yuuki took his camera out of his pocket, and he nudged the kitten. "Get it out... then we can lean in together so they're almost touching and send that to Moe." Minoru's ears flushed a darker red, and then he unzipped his shorts and tugged his briefs down, penis already halfway erect. As the kitten stroked himself, he glanced over at his friend, watching the mouse boy caress his shaft, focusing on how he mostly concentrated near the top. Minoru tried it, toes curling a little at the sensation. The kitten purred, feeling his shaft thicken.
	Minoru felt Yuuki lean in, and he looked over at him, the mouse rolled onto one side, holding the base of his shaft, the other paw holding his camera. "Here." Minoru blushed, but he inched closer and leaned in, aiming his own shaft towards the other boy's. Both boys posed for the camera, cheeks close together, and Yuuki took a photo. Minoru leaned back as Yuuki looked at the screen. "It's blurry. Let's do another one."
	Minoru's ears flushed as he got close to his friend again, leaning in, as the mouse did the same. The two boys almost touched tips as they posed for the camera. Minoru flopped back after Yuuki rolled away, looking at his camera's screen to check on the second picture. Minoru stroked his shaft, waiting for the mouse to judge the shot as acceptable. "Blurry! One more time!"
	Yuuki smiled, and he scooted close against Minoru, hips touching with the other boy. "Right in close," he whispered, holding the camera as the viewfinder screen on the back displayed two young cubhoods approaching. Minoru's fingers were holding his shaft still, pointing towards Yuuki's.
	"Sugitani, this feels weird," the kitten complained. Yuuki leaned in, holding his shaft at the base and aiming the camera. The mouse's cheek pressed against Minoru's, as both boys looked at the back of the camera. Yuuki suddenly pressed his shaft just that extra bit, causing it to rub against Minoru's. The kitten gasped, just as his mouse friend turned his head. Minoru turned his, as well, to look at the other boy, and squealed as Yuuki's lips pressed against his. Minoru's eyes opened at his first serious kiss from another boy, but his classmate's eyes were closed. Minoru held still, unsure of what to do next, as Yuuki rolled onto his side and grabbed his own shaft as well as Minoru's together, stroking along both of them. Yuuki's touch was gentle and, embarrassing to Minoru, intense.
	Minoru didn't know what to do, shaft responding to the caress of his friend. Yuuki's head tilted a bit and the mouse's lips parted, for his tongue. The kitten's lips accepted that intrusion, his jaws giving way for the boy. Stunned, Minoru could only knead at Yuuki's shirt, toes curling and relaxing.  The kitten's shaft dribbled a bead of clear fluid against his kiss partner's fingers, Sugitani's chirring a near-hypnotic trill. He didn't even hear footsteps coming toward his door.
	"Minoru!" Kazuo called through the closed door and then opened it as the boys rolled back, cheeks flushed, erections at full strength. Yuuki relaxed, tucking his arms behind his head. Minoru tried to cover himself with his shirt as his older brother walked into his room.
	"Oh, hey, Yu. Sorry for interrupting." Kazuo grinned, his uniform rumpled. "Are you going to the party tomorrow?"
	Minoru was stunned. Kazuo wasn't embarrassed, angry, or even fazed by the boys. Yuuki sat up, pants slipping down his thighs. "I'll be there early to help set up! Are you coming, Kaz?" The kitten blinked.
	"I can't. Got an essay for class on Monday that teach surprised us with. Why don't you take Minoru?" Yuuki looked over at the kitten for a second, with a grin, and then looked back up at Kazuo.
	"Oh, he's never been, has he? Sure, I can! You'll tell Moe, right?" Kazuo nodded and walked out of Minoru's room, leaving the door open. Yuuki laughed and flopped back. "Tomorrow I'll come by at three. I'll give you directions. You'll be home by eight, and I know Kaz'll cover for you." The mouse's fingers were stroking his erection, briskly.
	Minoru blinked. "Where am I going? Sugitani, what--" The mouse squealed, interrupting Minoru, as several thin, watery ropes of milky pleasure arched over the mouse's belly and landed on his shirt.