Beau grumbled as he pulled his jacket tighter around him. Traveling abroad would be a great experience, they said! He should do it while he's young, they said. HA! Dropping him into a country where he barely spoke the language was hardly his idea of broadening his horizons. It was a wonder he'd even made it to his hosts' home. Beau was not a cityfur. Not in the least.

He shoved his paws firmly in his pockets as he entered the commuter rail station.  Having come from a suburb in the US, public transit was NOT something he was used to navigating, least of all in a language that didn't even share an alphabet with his native tongue.  The transit map was a confusing blur to him; sure, there was some English on it, but that didn't tell him WHERE any of these stops were!  What a day to leave his English guide at home.  He shut his eyes and shook his head in frustration, then stared back up, squinting at the map until he finally found the station he knew to be the one closest to his hosts.  He heaved a sigh, and made for what he hoped would be the correct platform.

The station was surprisingly empty.  It seemed almost absurd to the teen that in a country as densely populated as Japan, there could be moments of such stillness.  Though being in the nearly-deserted station was a welcome change of pace from the crowds.  While the teen had visited a few major cities in the states, he was never entirely comfortable in them.  Boston, New York City, Chicago: they were no different than Yokohama in that regard.  Large, bustling metropolises, insane numbers of furs, crowded, cramped, a cacophony of voices and vehicles and whatever else filled one of these god-forsaken centers of civilization.  At least cityfolk never tried to talk to him.

"Hello!"

It took a moment for the squirrelfox to register the greeting. Surely that couldn't have been aimed at him! But a quick glance up and down the platform found no other furs in his immediate vicinity – save for a young girl standing right next to him, looking up at him expectantly.

Crap! So much for avoiding trying to talk to the locals. "H-hello," Beau said in his halting Japanese, hoping against hope that he had pronounced the word correctly.

Her giggle gave him no hint as to whether he was on target or not.  The teen found his eyes roaming over the cub's body.  She had brown headfur and large ears.  Her fur was a mix of tan and brown, her paws the same shade of brown as her hair, her tail tan with brown stripes toward the base, and an extra poof of fur at the end.  She, like Beau, could well have been a hybrid.  She wore a very cute shirt and skirt that showed off her figure -- or rather, lack thereof.  Clearly this was an elementary school aged girl.

"Your fur is very pretty," she said, grinning up at the teen.

Uh oh.  Uh... one of those words definitely sounded like fur.  What was the rest of it?  It didn't sound like a question, and she was smiling, so maybe... a compliment?  He just smiled at the girl.  He had no hope of responding in her language.  But damn if she wasn't adorable.

Beau found his sour mood fading as the girl began to bounce on her footpaws, humming a little tune.  He had to admit, she was very cute.  A blush crept across his muzzle as his mind went to the gutter, the squirrelfox imagining himself doing terribly naughty things with this cub.  She had a very cute voice, and it would be quite a treat to hear her moaning in pleasure.

Now he'd done it.  Beau was definitely sporting a boner in his jeans.  Hopefully the girl wouldn't notice it...

The girl looked back up at him, and Beau promptly averted his eyes, not quite fast enough to cover the fact that he'd been staring at the girl's butt.  She giggled again, a sound that was quickly ingraining itself in the teen's head.  "My name's Acchan.  What's yours?" she asked.

Beau's ears perked.  Something basic!  She told him her name.  Acchan?  Was that it?  It was very cute.  If only he could tell her that in Japanese!  But no matter.  That second bit.  Was she asking for his?  Let's try it.

"M-my name is Beau," Beau stammered.  Please let me have said that right.

"Beau?" Acchan said, tilting her head.  She immediately perked up, giving the teen another grin.  "Oh, you must be foreign!"

Oh, boy.  The words... maybe leaving to explore the city on his own wasn't a good idea.  One of those... sounded like foreign.  His name was a bit of a give away.  The syntax failed him, and he simply pointed at himself and said, "American."

Once again the girl giggled.  Beau couldn't help but to smile, himself.  Her laughter was infectious.  He'd almost forgotten about his little trouser problem -- at least until Acchan noticed it, herself.  Her giggles faded as her eyes wandered between the teen's legs.  The tent was quite obvious.

Acchan looked up at the teen, a sly grin crossing her face.  "Looks like you have a little problem there.  Want me to help?"

Well, that was completely outside of what Beau could understand.  He blushed, his smile fading, as he struggled to figure out what to say.  "Uh... I don't speak Japanese well," he stammered.

The girl's grin faltered, but only for a moment, then got wider.  Without warning, she reached out and grabbed Beau's package, giving him a quick grope, her other paw pointing toward the toilets near the entrance.  She then began to skip toward the toilets, swaying her hips and watching him over her shoulder.

That was unmistakable.  Beau didn't need to know Japanese to know what the girl was suggesting.  He turned around, making a quick glance up and down the platform again to make sure no one was paying them any mind, then followed the cub, grinning sheepishly as he watched the cub bouncing toward the restroom.

Beau slipped into the toilets a few paces behind the mysterious girl.  She grinned at him from the entrance of a stall, and walked inside, her tail flicking as she disappeared.  The teen approached the stall, glancing once over his shoulder to make sure no one was following, then entered the stall, pushing the door shut behind him.

Acchan had pressed herself against the back of the stall.  As soon as the door was shut, she leapt forward, knocking the teen against the door.  A small paw went right for his fly, pulling the zipper down in a quick, practiced motion.  She grinned up at Beau as she unbuttoned his pants, then slipped her fingers into the waist, tugging both his pants and underwear to his knees, Beau's freed boner bouncing up.

The teen grinned back at the cub, still blushing a bit.  He couldn't believe his luck!  "Find something you like?" he whispered, slipping into English without realizing it.

The girl giggled and looked at the teen's crotch, wrapping a paw around his shaft and easing back his foreskin.  She admired it for a moment before taking the tip into her muzzle, her tongue swirling around it as she sucked gently.

Large paws came to rest on the girl's head, teasing her ears as she began to bob her muzzle along the length filling it.  A soft moan slipped past the teen's lips, muffled by his insistent gnawing on his lower lip.  This girl knew a thing or two about servicing a cock, and the combination of the taboo of it, the public place, and the fantasies that went through Beau's head not minutes before were leading him up to a swift peak.

Beau's legs began to tremble as the girl's skilled muzzle worked his member.  He bit his lower lip to keep his voice down as he leaned back against the stall door, letting Acchan pick the pace to work him.  He thought he could feel one of the girl's paws at his hip, near his pocket where his cell phone lay -- but surely that was simply his imagination.  A shiver ran down his spine as he felt his orgasm welling up, his penis starting to twitch in the young cub's muzzle -- a feeling which was quickly replaced by a cold rush as the girl pulled back with a slurp, leaving his member shiny with her spit.

It took a moment for the teen to shake off the haze and look down at the girl.  Once he did, though, he was greeted with quite the sight.  Acchan had hiked up her tail and the back of her skirt, showing off her little rump, her panties pulled aside a bit to reveal her lil pucker.

"Oh, my," Beau muttered.  A grin spread across his face as he dropped to his knees behind the brown-furred hybrid and lined up his spit-slickened member with her tailhole.  "Someone's a naughty girl, isn't she?"

Acchan giggled a little and grinned at the teen over her shoulder, then faced forward again, shutting her eyes and gritting her teeth as she prepared to feel the squirrelfox's member spearing her.

She didn't have long to wait.  Beau grabbed onto her hip with one paw, his other paw holding his member steady as he pressed in against the cub's warm pucker.  Both furs bit back gasps as the male pushed his tip past that tight ring, Acchan's tail standing straight up as her bottom was stretched by the teen's invading dick.  He was a little bigger than she was used to, but that certainly wasn't going to stop her.

"Oh, fuck," Beau hissed.  Just his glans was a tight fit in the girl's behind!  He grabbed her hips with both paws, gripping her tight as he slowly pushed forward, easing himself in inch by inch, the cub's tailhole squeezing tight around his member and fighting him the whole way, even as she pushed her own hips back to greet him.

Beau had intended to work himself slowly into the girl to make sure she could take him, but she was having none of it.  With a little grunt, Acchan pushed her hips back hard, and the teen felt the fabric of the girl's panties against his scrotum.  He looked down and grinned, seeing his dick buried completely in that snug little girl rump.  His paws roamed over her bottom, giving a few appreciative squeezes.  "Mmmm... good girl," he whispered, his mind not even stopping to ask whether the Japanese elementary schooler could understand him.  "I think you need a reward."

One of the teen's paws worked around to her front, and fondled the front of the girl's panties... where his paw encountered, not the moist slit that he expected, but... the bulge of a penis.

Beau froze as his fingers closed around Acchan's member.  "Wait... you're a--" he began, then caught himself speaking English.  He shook his head, struggling to drag up his Japanese vocabulary while balls deep in an elementary schooler.  "You're a boy?" he asked in his halting Japanese.

Acchan squeezed her tailhole around the teen's member and shook her head.  "Nuh uh.  I'm a girl!  I just have boy parts," she said.

It took a moment for the teen to process the words.  Between the language he could barely comprehend and the squeezing tailhole on his dick, his brain was stretched to its capacity.  If he was understanding her correctly... she said she was a girl with boy parts.  A grin spread across his muzzle as that meaning sunk in, and he eased aside the girl's panties, his fingers grabbing her little dick directly and stroking it.

"Ok," he whispered, his free paw holding onto her side as he eased half his member out of her tailhole then dove back in.  Jackpot.  The blowjob earlier already had him close.  And now with a dick to play with?

A soft whimper escaped the girl's muzzle as she felt the teen's fingers on her exposed member.  It always felt a little weird when someone else touched her there.  But it seemed to really excite the big teen buried in her bottom, and it DID feel good, so she gritted her teeth and let the boy play with her.

Beau bit his lip, and gave a few more pumps into Acchan's rump, then buried himself home again and wiggled his hips, grinding against her as he came hard in her bottom, his member jumping inside the tight confines of the cub's anus as he flooded it with his seed.  His fingers stroked her dick furiously, the squirrelfox eager to make the cute little girl feel just as good as he just did.

A gasp and another clench around his member told the teen that he'd met his goal.  He felt the girl's little pecker twitching in dry orgasm, her bottom clenching around his shaft and milking a little more seed from him, even as he started to soften.  His hips rolled forward, the teen doing his best to stay buried in the girl for just as long as he could.

Which didn't end up being all that long.  A pent up, horny teen with an experienced elementary schooler had no hope of lasting long.  Beau's softening dick popped out of the hybrid girl's bottom, leaving a little trail of the teen's fertile seed behind it.  He dove in and lapped up the biggest globs, earning a little giggle from the girl, then eased her panties back into place to catch the rest.

Acchan stood up as she felt the teen put her panties in order, and turned around, giving him a quick lick on the nose before slipping past him to the door and slipping out of the stall.

Beau squeaked as he found himself suddenly alone, and pulled the stall door back shut while he tucked himself back into his pants and made himself look presentable.  He took a few breaths, then exited the stall, pausing to briefly wash his paws (a habit hard-wired into him by his parents when leaving any restroom), then dashed back out to the platform.

He spied the brown-furred girl just as a train pulled into the station.  What timing!  The hybrid sprinted toward the train and slipped inside after the girl, and grabbed onto a rail as he looked around for Acchan.

The teen spotted his new friend on the other side of the train car.  Their eyes met, and she gave him a smile, but gave no other indication to the teen acknowledging what had just happened.

Beau chuckled and shrugged to himself, and settled in for the train ride back to his hosts' home.  What a day.  He met an amazing girl, had some mind-blowing sex in a public toilet... she was cute, too.  Maybe he should try taking a picture of her to remember her by...

Just as that thought passed through his head, Beau felt his phone vibrating in his pocket.  He reached in with his free paw and looked at it.  He had received a picture message from a number he didn't recognize.  Without a thought, he opened the picture, and found himself staring at a photograph of a small erect penis, surrounded by familiar brown fur.

A blush crept across his muzzle as he flipped his phone closed, glancing around to see if any of the other commuters had seen.  Thankfully, the locals were too busy with their own business to pay any mind to the pink hybrid.  His phone vibrated again, and he opened it up.

This time it was a text message, from that same number.  It took the teen a minute to comprehend the Japanese he was staring at, but if he had it right, it said, "Had fun.  When can we meet again?"  He glanced over at the girl to see her trying to sneak a look at him without making it too obvious that she was eying the pink male.  Beau couldn't help but to give her a smile, then return his attention to his phone to pound out a response.

"Anytime."