Urges
Warning: this story contains cubs, penectomy, genital vore and scenes of a homosexual nature. If you don’t like any of this – please close the document now.

It was a warm sunny day outside, the dappled sunlight came through one of the classroom windows and gently fluttered on a couple of desks and the tiled floor of a classroom filled with ten and eleven year olds cubs.
 The cubs were sat at desks in twos and the idea had always been that cubs work better when they’re next to friends, which tended to be right normally. 
At one of the desks sat an eleven year old wolf called Simon dressed in a white t-shirt with teenage mutant ninja turtles on the front and light grey sweat pants. Next to him was another eleven year old called Andrew, or Andy for short. He was a husky wearing a red tshirt and wearing dark blue sweatpants.
Simon was a kid who most people would call an early developer. From around eight years old he’d discovered if he wriggled on the floor, grinding his sheath against it while in his pants, he could bring himself to get what he called a happy feeling. He used to get annoyed when his dick started getting hard because then he couldn’t wriggle as his dick was in the way and it was uncomfortable to lay and effectively crush his dick onto the floor under him.
 He’d discovered fapping one day when one day he’d got hard thinking about doing something naughty with his friend Andy, yet he really wanted to have the nice feeling .. so he had rubbed himself and found he could bring himself to that feeling that way too! 
He had always had a fascination with other boy’s dicks and he was curious to know what they were like. Were they different to his? Did they have a scent like his? Did other boys get this happy feeling when they played with theirs? It ended up that he started getting more and more curious and he started seeing his best friend Andy the easiest way he could maybe get to see and maybe touch another boy’s dick. 
The year before, Simon had been in class with his friend Andy and the teacher was reading from a book. Simon looked over to Andy who was fully focussed on what the teacher was saying.  Andy was wearing sweatpants which had ridden up a little causing them to be fairly tight around his friend’s crotch and showing a bulge where his friend’s private bits were.. He’d seen andy’s ‘ bump’ a couple of times in the playground when they were running and the wind was in their faces, but this was the first time he had seen his friend's  whole package wrapped in his pants like that.. 
Andy figured his friend was too busy listening to the teacher to stop him and the teacher was too busy doing what he was doing to notice, providing his friend didn’t make any noise and he figured that his friend wouldn’t so as to not get into trouble. So, slowly Simon moved his hand under the desk.. over his friends crotch and made a little grab for the bulge in his friend’s pants!
He knew the moment he pinched. he’d got it right on the money. He could feel his friend’s dick inside squish between his finger and thumb and retreat a little, leaving him with what felt like sheath .. between his finger and thumb. 
His friend flinched! He didn’t stop though. He rubbed his finger and thumb round a little while pinching the squidginess in his friend’s pants, feeling what his friend had down there when suddenly the incredibly angry booming voice of the teacher shouted out at him. 
He’d been caught.. the teacher didn’t specify what he’d seen, but he told Simon to go sit on a separate desk on his own and the teacher never let him move to another desk the whole rest of the year…
 This experience had compounded in Simon’s mind he was just some kind of dick loving weirdo..  It must be wrong to want to play with another boy’s dick if you are told off so badly that you have to go sit on a separate table for the whole rest of the school year? So he resigned himself in his mind to that fact, though it never stopped him wanting to play still with other boy’s dicks … explore them and find out what they were like.. but he’d just never had the opportunity.
Back to the present,  the school bell rang signalling the end of the day and the teacher asked all the cubs to stand behind their chairs and pack their bags.
Simon and Andy both stood and packed up their pencil cases and pens and stood behind their chairs. 
The teacher then instructed all of them to put their chairs on their desks, which again, they all did and then they were told they could go home.
Simon and Andy however, were on music store duty. It was something  only done once a month because regardless as to whether there were teachers or cleaners in the school, the staff had never been bothered about keeping the room tidy so instead they assigned it as a punishment to cubs who had misbehaved and Simon and Andy were always misbehaving.
This time it had been because Simon and Andy had been playing ‘planes’ Something that a lot of boys did, but Simon had discovered that if you go to one of the hills at school, the one where the grass had worn out at the top ,the dirt had turned to a fine dust. You could take two handfuls of this dust and as you ran you could slow release it which would look like the ‘fumes’ which come from the back of planes when high in the sky! Or at least that’s what he thought. So the two boys had been running around the playground and typically one kid had been in the wrong place at the wrong time and got dirt in his eyes. He was fine, but that didn’t stop the two boys getting music store duty..
Their teacher, a Vixen in her thirties lead the two boys to the hall then over to the music store at the far end where there was an open set of double doors leading outside into the school playground and unlocked the door to the stoee.  She switched on the light and let the boys in. “You have an hour.” she said to the boys before turning and heading off across the hall.
The two boys looked around the room. It was a real mess. Xylophones, cow bells,slide whistles, glockenspiels, recorders, drums everywhere and all piled on top of each other on shelves in precarious positions. The long trolleys with baskets which the teachers wheeled in and out looked no better.. 
“aaawww maan.. I’m gonna miss turtles cos of this” said Simon to his friend 
“mmhmm.. fricking Kenny .. hes such a cry baby.. going to the teacher just cos he got some dust in his eye” said Andy back
The two boys started tidying the trolleys first, taking everything off them and starting to put the instruments back on with some order and tidiness. Simon looked over at his friend and the closed door of the music store and suddenly realised they were all alone .. 
“hmmm Andy?”  he asked 
“yep?” Andy replied 
“.. could I see your willy maybe?” Simon asked
“errmm .. why?” Andy replied blinking back at him
Simon had a quick think. He had to come up with some good reason why..
“cos .. I’m kinda doing this science thing .. at home .. and its to see how willys change over some time? So I need to look at a willy and just kinda see it.” He said back 
“err… why don’t you look at yours?” Andy said back questioningly 
“cos .. I have .. but I cant just look at one or it wouldn’t be very good science?”
“hmm..” Andy said looking a bit awkward.. “you know? .. some of the other cubs have said they think you’re gay .. and I’ve been telling them you aren’t? but its kinds of difficult when you ask stuff like this?” 
“Wha?! Hey! I’m not gay!” Simon replied .. he knew he now had to back pedal “fine… just ..” he sighed “it doesn’t matter I guess” 
Andy nodded and just carried on. It hadn’t really changed the mood in the room, they had been friends for years and it didn’t stop them joking about with some of the instruments  and even with them fooling around they had got the trolleys done.  
The shelves in the store room went most of the way up to the roof and the two cubs hadn’t a hope of getting to the top ones, but since Andy was slightly taller than Simon, he volunteered to stand on a couple of drums to start taking things down and passing them to Simon who would then put them in a pile on the floor next to the tidy trolleys.
Andy had picked up a reasonably heavy xylophone from one of the top shelves and held it down to Simon, when he realised he’d over reached and the drum he was standing on suddenly lifted up on the opposite side. He suddenly fell backwards against the shelves of untidy instruments and with an almighty clatter he fell to the ground,  followed by a couple of shelves and a whole heap of instruments falling down on top of him!
Simon watched with his maw open seeing his friend falling and being half buried. His head and chest hidden under various instruments that had fallen from the shelf. When the objects had stopped falling, Andy was laying on his back on the floor completely still. Simon squeaked!! Was his friend dead?!  He rushed over and tugged his fee, pulling him back from under the pile of instruments and got down on his knees and checked he was breathing. He was. He had a couple of small cuts, but he was breathing. 
Simon sighed a sigh of relief but once that sigh was out, he suddenly noticed the way his best friend’s pants were resting over his crotch. He almost was ashamed of his own urges but even so, His friend was ok.. so .. it would be ok? He wouldn’t know?  But what about teachers? What if they heard the noise??
Simon hopped up and opened the door quietly looking out. No one coming,  and he couldn’t hear anything other than the vacuuming being done somewhere else in the school. The door leading outside was still open however, so he sneaked out and looked around .. no one there neither. Perfect! 
Simon went back into the store room and closed the door behind him, walked over to Andy and kneeled down, looking over him.. he moved a paw over to his friend’s crotch and gave the little bulge in the crotch of his friend’s pants a small prod. He felt the contents of Andy’s pants squidge and move inside while Andy made no noise or response.. His friend was soundly unconscious.
Simon’s heart was beating as if he’d just run around the playground 10 times… he was alone .. with his friend unconscious as his own private play thing.. his own wolf member already starting to cause a bit of a tent in his own pants. He moved down, lowering his nose down to his friend’s crotch and burying his nose into his friend’s warm bulge.. sniffing to see if his friend had the same kind of scent he had.. 
It wasn’t the same. Not entirely anyway, but the scent he picked up was sweet. He murred loudly. He was sniffing a scent his friend had never let anyone smell before.. his private scent … 
He couldn’t stop himself now.  He grabbed his friend’s sweat pant waistband and tugged them down revealing his friend’s red briefs. He pushed his nose down into the bulge in their front.. the husky boy’s scent stronger now, hugging at his nose with its warm sweet musk. Simon opened his muzz a little and gently nibbled at the soft bulge, his tongue briefly touching the red material and getting a tiny taste of sweet saltiness tingling on his tongue…  
He slipped his fingers into the waistband of Andy’s undies and slowly slid them down  and slowly but surely he helped his unconscious best friend’s package slip free of those red briefs. 
His package wasn’t so much different to his own , with velvet soft white fur over both his sheath and balls.
Simon now gave Andy’s sheath a squeeze .. feeling the tip of his friend’s dick inside twitch and retreat a little with the squeeze. He moved his nose down again sniffing that sweet scent that made him feel so much more naughty before pulling down the front of his own pants .. letting his young wolfhood bounce free and with his free hand started pawing while squidging and kneading at his friend’s sheath.  
‘This is perfect!!’ He thought to himself
What he wasn’t expecting though, was as he kneaded and pawed himself,  his friend’s dick twitched and throbbed a little inside slowly starting to slide free of his sheath. Simon swallowed hard as he saw the pinky red tip start emerging.  Not only was he squidging his friend’s sheath , now he was getting his friend hard!
He pulled his paw back from his own boyhood and started kneading and teasing the emerging husky dick of his best friend, coaxing it to come out and it wasn’t long until he’d got his unconscious best friend fully hard. It was a normal husky dick, but as he was only eleven, it was still a boy dick of only three and a half inches but that was only a little smaller than Simon’s own.  His friend’s scent was much stronger now, which only further gave Simon more ideas..  He moved his muzzle down and slowly licked over the tip… His friend had a sweet and salty taste.  He started wishing he had more time and then realised… maybe .. MAYBE... he could .. 
He pulled out a couple of pieces of string from his pocket and some scissors he was intending to take back home tonight from school and stared at them thinking … should he? … really?... should he steal his friend’s dick?
The very idea drove him on .. his best friend’s dick .. the thing he probably fapped at night, giving him nice feelings, and the thing which had his scent! He wrapped the string around the base of his friend’s dick and pulled it as tight as possible .. tying it and then realising its going to bleed out after he cut, so he tied another piece of string above.
He moved down the scissors in between the two bits of string and murred, his nose was gently brushing the tip of Andy’s cub husky dick.. he paused for a moment and then opened his muzzle .. taking the head in and sucking gently. He could feel his friend’s dick twitch and throb in his muzzle.. It was as if his friend wanted to have a nice feeling!  He swirled his tongue round the head of the husky meat.
He started to squeeze the scissor blades together, feeling the resistance his friend’s dick was giving against the cutting edge of the blades. He started turning the scissors round a little.. the blades starting to score the flesh, starting to cut into it. The husky dick, part in his muzzle twitched and throbbed as he scored, as if it knew something was wrong. He felt the blades go a little looser as they broke through the sensitive boyhood , slicing deeper and being rewarded by another twitch, a little stronger this time, the dick pushing its head up against the roof of his muzzle.
As he cut, he could feel his friend’s dick getting loose, with a little more wobble. The blades had almost completely sunk in now, and he could still smell his best friend’s scent caressing his nose as he cut the very thing that had that scent, from him.
And then suddenly all resistance was over come.. it all happened so quick. He squeezed the scissors closed a little more and there was a sound like cutting hair. He could feel a desperate last twitch come from the boy meat in his muzzle and then the blades clicked closed. His friend’s dick; the thing that he had pretty much obsessed about, and had got into so much trouble to have a feel at last year came loose. He sat up, his friend’s dick still partly in his muzzle and blinked,  pulling it out from his muzzle, looking at it closely. He sniffed over its shaft and enjoying the sweet flavour his friend’s dick had left in his muzzle.
He knew he had to leave now though,  if someone caught him here he would be in the most trouble he would have ever been in his life. He put his friend’s dick into his bag quickly and then thought about what to do next. 
Leaving his friend still on the floor with his pants and undies down, he ran out of the room and off to find a teacher. He explained to her there had been an accident! All the instruments had collapsed and he pulled his friend out of the pile, but he still seemed to be breathing. He had left an adult stranger with his friend who was outside the open doors when the crashing noise happened and came in.
When the teacher and he got back to the store room, there was his friend .. still there .. with his pants down. The story was bought.. the stranger had done this to Andy.
Simon felt guilty for lying, but he was sent home and told to stay home the next day with the ‘trauma’ of this happening to his friend.
As soon as he could when back in his room he hopped up on his bed and pulled his school bag up and unzipped it. He pulled his best friend’s dick from it which was still slightly warm. He brought it up to his nose and sniffed at the tip and down the shaft. It still had his friend’s sweet musky scent.
He gently fapped at it, imagining how many times his friend may have done this.. maybe he did it every night .. around this time? And he wondered about how many times the sweet scented boyhood in his hand , now no more than a toy, had given his friend Andy those nice feelings..
He moved it down and rubbed it up against his tenting sweat pants, letting his friend’s member nudge his own around inside. He gasped quietly before pushing the severed husky dick under his waistband and into his undies, the tip gently pressing up against his own boyhood. 
The wolf boy moaned and shoved his friend’s dick now all the way into his undies, aligning it up next to his own and started grasping and groping his and his friend’s dicks together through his pants. Andy’s husky dick was now in HIS undies.. His friend’s dick was now his! His dick throbbed and twitched up against the other boyhood beside it. He’d never been so turned on! 
He now pulled his sweatpants and briefs down, his friend’s dick rolling off him and falling onto the bed with a gentle thud. He picked it up and while holding his friend’s severed husky cock in his hand, pressed up against his own, he started fapping with it. His friend’s cock now no more than a toy. A toy to rub his own dick up on while jerking off.  
He panted, his tongue flopping from his muzz as he fapped quicker and quicker feeling the velvet soft flesh of his friend’s dick rubbing over and over his own. He was so horny that the feeling crept up on him so quickly. He felt the tingles of orgasm starting in his crotch before suddenly he squeezed the two dicks together as he shot his small load over both dicks in his hand.
As his feeling slowly ebbed, his arms gently flopped to his side with Andy’s severed dick, covered in some of his own seed still in his hand. He laid panting .. and thinking.. 
He looked down at the toy in his hand that had once been his friend’s most precious posession and brought it up to his muzzle and licked his seed from it. Although it had his scent on it now, he could still smell his friend’s sweet scent over most of the shaft. He pushed the head into his muzzle and sucked absentmindedly  at it before pushing it further in wishing someone could be sucking him like this while he did this.  His other paw went back down to his cum-covered dick and he started jerking again. He was sensitive but he was too horny to stop himself. He fapped quicker and quicker as he suckled on the former precious member of his best friend .. thinking of all the games theyd played at each other’s houses and this had been in his friend’s undies the whole time.. and earlier playing planes .. 
He suddenly squeaked!! He was having the nice feeling again!! He tensed up suddenly, this time the orgasm being even more intense than the last! He shot another few ropes of young wolf seed.. clenching down with his teeth. It was only when he was coming down he’d realised he’d just bit off the head of his friend’s dick in his muzzle!  ‘SHIT!!’ he thought  
But then a sudden hit of his friend’s musk filled his muzzle… his friend must have been about to leak pre before he cut his dick off because trapped inside there it was; sweet and salty. He rolled the head of his friend’s dick around in his muzzle before slowly beginning to chew…. 
He had never planned to do this but it tasted so good! He fapped again at his boyhood .. he wasn’t expecting he was going to cum again but it didn’t stop him trying though. As he swallowed down the chewed up head of his best friend’s dick and bit off another bite he felt his own throb in his hand again he couldn’t paw off enough! And now the precious husky member was now two thirds bitten off, leaving him with the slightly wider knotted end of his friend’s dick still in his hand.
He desperately pawed as he chewed with his sensitive wolfhood being fapped quicker and quicker. He swallowed and put the last of his friend’s dick in his muzzle, chewing and chewing and imagining all the things they’d done together with this meat he was now chewing having been there in his friend’s undies.
 He closed his eyes tight trying to concentrate on fapping while his friend’s musk filled his muzzle for what would be the last time. He could feel it building. His own sensitive dick was almost complaining still that it was being jerked so much one time after the other, but the tingling feeling was building, gradually and surely enough he started to tense up before the wolf boy came again. He yelped out, jerking up a couple of times on his bed as he had his orgasm. Only a couple of drips came from his dick this time as he’d literally drained himself! 
He swallowed down the last of his friend’s meat and pulled out the little bit of string that had tied it with from his muzzle.  He put it in on the side of his bedside cabinet and panted. They couldn’t say he did it.. he didn’t have it! And maybe since he ate his friend’s dick, somehow his friend’s dick will become part of his own?
He murred, laying back on his bed glowing and slowly drifting to sleep after a day he had never even dreamt  he would have had with one final thought went through his mind before he fell to sleep .. ‘I hope Andy will be ok for Soccer practice at the weekend’.