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The last hour of school was always the a long one. It was worse when it was Friday, and you could almost taste the weekend, but the worst was the last hour of school on a Friday before a vacation. Plenty of the students at Woodrow High School sat at their desks, staring at the clock on the wall, hoping, wishing, praying that three o'clock would finally come. No one was more excited about that time than a certain wolf.

Jeff Ruddock, sixteen year old sophomore could not wait to get out of school that day. Like all the other students, he would be enjoying a week of no school during Spring Break. Sure, plenty of the other kids would be going on trips to Florida, the Bahamas, and a few even to Aruba, but where Jeff was going was on the other side of the world. For almost five months now, he'd been counting down the days until he would be flying to Tahiti. But he wasn't going with his own family, he was going with his lion boyfriend, Lazlo Meyer, and his family. It was like something out of a dream. Jeff closed his eyes, thinking about all the good times they would have together, swimming, lounging around on the beach, seeing the sights, and of course, all the time they would spend together in their own room. Coolest thing of all was that Lazlo's parents were paying his way.

The gray wolf sighed as he looked back at the clock. It was now 2:15, so he still had forty five minutes until school let out. It was just his luck that he had Study Hall at the end of the school day; and with nothing to work on, all he could do was sit there, stare at the clcok, and think about having the time of his life with Lazlo over the next week. He and the lion had been in a relationship since they were both fourteen. They had been friends for years prior to that, but it was when Lazlo came out as gay to Jeff that the wolf expressed his true feelings for the lion. Jeff thought back to over the past couple of years. They had been the happiest two years of his sixteen year life. Not only were Lazlo and Jeff's parents completely accepting of their relationship, they were also fine with the boys having a sexual relationship.

There was one thing that did concern Jeff. Lately Lazlo had claimed that he was busy with school work and had not been spending much time with him. There were even times he seemed . . . distant, but the wolf simply dismissed those worries. It was true that Lazlo had been having some trouble in calculus, but Jeff knew that his boyfriend would eventually get through his academic problems and everything would go back to normal. But, there was still the waiting . . . waiting for three o'clock was like enduring some kind of slow, painful type of Medieval torture for the wolf. He tried to redirect his thoughts, picturing himself and Lazlo walking down the beach together. Jeff grinned slightly as he thought about the present he was going to show his boyfriend. He had bought the lion a blue speedo, while he had a red one for himself. He grinned even wider when he thought about how he would be pulling that blue speedo off of Lazlo when they were back in their hotel room.

RING!

Finally! The school day was over. Jeff bolted from his desk and out of the study hall room, moving through the halls to his locker. It was much the same for everyone else in the school as hundreds of students ran through the halls, hoping to get out the door and into their cars or school buses so they could get home and begin their week off school. Jeff opened up his locker, making sure that he had everything he needed before leaving school. Shutting the door to his locker, he saw Lazlo standing next to him. Tailing wagging swiftly, he smiled at his boyfriend.

"Ready to get on the plane tonight?" asked Jeff.

The wolf could see something was very wrong with his boyfriend. The normally easy going lion had a depressed look on his face, which was very unusual. Jeff cocked his head to the side, wondering what was the matter.

"Something wrong?" inquired Jeff.

"Jeff," said Lazlo with a deep sigh. "I've got some bad news."

"What? Are you not feeling well? Did the flight get postponed or canceled?"

"No," said Lazlo. "You're . . . you're not going to be going with me to Tahiti."

"What?" said Jeff, thinking he might be dreaming. "You're . . . you're kidding, right?"

Lazlo shook his head. "Jeff, I've been trying to find a way to tell you this . . . I'm breaking up with you."

The wolf couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You've gotta be kidding me. Why are you breaking up with me?"

A tall grizzly bear walked up to Lazlo, a stupid smile hung on his face. "Hey," said the bear. "We ready to go, Laz?"

Jeff finally realized what was going on. "Wait a minute . . . Carl? Have you been seeing Laz behind my back?"

Lazlo extended his paw, trying to calm down his ex-boyfriend. "Jeff, I should have told you sooner but . . ."

The wolf started yelling, causing several students in the hall to stop what they were doing and watch the drama. "Get your fucking paw away from me, you two timing bastard. I can't believe you, Laz. You waited until now to tell me that you've been fucking someone behind my back. You worthless scumfuck!"

Again, Lazlo tried to calm the wolf down but to no avail. Jeff got right in Lazlo's face, pointing his paw at him. "Fuck you," he said before pointing his paw at the bear. "And fuck you too, Carl. I hope you die in a plane crash."

By this point, Jeff wanted so badly to get out of the school. Dozens of students were staring at him, and he didn't want that kind of attention right now. The wolf flung open the door to the school's front entrance and ran over to his car. Hopping inside, he wasted no time in starting up the engine and peeling out of the parking lot. Still enraged, Jeff had enough sense to realize that he had to slow down his car's speed or he'd surely get pulled over by some cop. Eventually, the sights of the town faded into the countryside where he lived. Jeff saw his house fast approaching and slowed the car down even more. Turning into the driveway, he killed the engine, got out and went inside to an empty house, but even with no one inside, he still went to his room and locked the door. All the emotion he'd been holding in finally exploded. Throwing himself on his bed, he sobbed and sobbed. He hadn't cried like this since his mother had died when he was five.

An hour went by, and still Jeff was crying, wondering why someone he loved could do something so terrible to him. He'd been in love with Lazlo, had done everything with him, and the lion returned his love by pissing all over him, cheating on him with Carl, probably one of the dumbest guys in all the school. It just didn't make sense. This couldn't be happening to him.

As he wallowed in his misfortune, there was a knock on the door. Wiping the tears from his face, he tried to compose himself as he sat up.

"Come in," he said.

A vixen walked into his room. It was his step mom, Lyndsy. The vixen had decided to go to his room when she noticed that his car was in the driveway. She had expected that it would be at Lazlo's house.

"Jeff," she said softly. "What's wrong? Why are you home right now?"

The wolf looked at his mother, his facial fur soak with tears. "Lazlo broke up with me, Mom."

"What?" said the shocked vixen. "You're kidding me."

"No," said Jeff, crying again. "He's been cheating on me. He's taking this big, stupid bear with him to Tahiti with him. Why did he do this to me?"

Lyndsy went over to her step son, hugging him tightly. Even though she wasn't his biological mother, she had come to see him as her own son since marrying his father when Jeff was six. Jeff felt the same way about her, calling her "mom" as he did with his own mother when she was still alive.

"Honey," she said. "I'm so sorry Lazlo did that to you. You deserve better than that."

Jeff felt the vixen's paw wipe away his tears. "I know, Mom. Could . . . could I just be by myself now?"

"Alright," said the vixen. "You can take all the time you need, okay?"

"Okay," said Jeff through his tears.

After going in his room and suffering an emotional breakdown, Jeff finally emerged from his room, walking out to the living room. Lyndsy was there, as was his father, Bill, and his ten year old step brother, Jeremy. His father walked up to him, giving the sixteen year old wolf a big hug.

"Mom told me what happened today, Jeff. I'm so sorry that you were treated that way."

"Thanks, Dad," said Jeff.

Ten year old Jeremy ran up to his big brother, the smaller fox stretched out his arms, wanting to give Jeff a hug. Jeremy gave his older brother a worried look. "You gonna be okay, Jeff?"

"Yeah," said Jeff, giving the little fox a muzzle. "I've got you, Mom and Dad here for me."

Jeff went over to the couch, sitting down in between his parents. His father addressed him. "I'm sorry that Lazlo did this to you, son. I'd also like you to think about something: I know you loved him, but if somebody is going to treat you like that, than they're not worth your time. You never did anything to deserve him treating you like that."

"I know," said Jeff with a sigh. "I've been racking my brain, trying to think of where it went wrong. I guess he just didn't feel the same way about me as I did about him."

"It's not your fault," said Lyndsy, rubbing his lupine ears. "I know how much you were looking forward to this trip, and it was absolutely horrible what Lazlo did to you. You don't need somebody like that in your life."

The conversation went on for about ten more minutes before Lyndsy and Bill went to their bedroom. Lyndsy was absolutely furious about the situation. "I can't believe that Lazlo. We treated him like family, let him treat this house like it was his very own home, and he goes and does this. I wish his mother was here right now, I'd give her a piece of my mind."

"I'm sure you would," said Bill, getting out of his work clothes. "I know if I ever see him around here, I'm gonna punch him right in his face."

"Don't do anything stupid, Bill. He's still a minor."

"Then I'll wait until he's eighteen. Pretty sure that I'll still be pissed at him two years from now."

Lyndsy laughed and put her arms around her husband. "Glad that our boys have you for a father, Bill."

"Glad that they have you for a mother," said Bill, giving his wife a kiss. "I think we should go out for the night; might cheer Jeff up a little."

"Sounds good to me," said Lyndsy. "Let's go see what he thinks."

The couple returned to the living room. Jeff was now smiling as he had his little brother pinned to the floor, tickling him soundly. Jeremy squirmed, trying to break free from the bigger wolf, but it was no use. Bill and Lyndsy smiled at their boys antics. Even though there was no blood between them, they had always been so close. Bill met Lyndsy a few months after his wife, Jeff's mother, had been killed in a car crash. The vixen had also suffered a major loss when her husband suddenly died from an undiagnosed heart condition. She had been so devastated from the loss because she had only recently found out that she was pregnant, and now her unborn child would have no father. Luckily for her she met Bill, and the two quickly fell in love and got married. From the day that he was born, Jeff always viewed Jeremy not as his step brother, or adopted brother, but simply his little brother.

"I see you're already feeling better," said Bill. Jeff stopped tickling the little fox, and Jeremy ran over to Bill, who ruffled his ears. "I was thinking that we could all go out tonight as a family. That might do you some good."

"Thanks, Dad," said Jeff. "But I'd rather just stay home tonight if it's all the same to you."

"Okay," said Bill. "If that's what you want."

"Dad?" asked Jeremy.

"Yes, son?" said the older wolf.

"Can I stay home with Jeff?"

Bill looked over at his wife, who nodded her approval. "Sure, that is if your brother doesn't mind watching you."

"Of course I don't mind," said Jeff, going over and giving his brother a noogie. "He's my little pal."

Bill and Lyndsy spent the next hour getting ready for a night on the town. Before leaving, Lyndsy made sure to give Jeff some money so they could order some food. The vixen never failed to give Jeff instructions about not letting the house burn down, and to not let strangers in the house. Jeff moaned, rolling his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. I know Mom. And I'll try not to sell Jeremy into slavery either."

"If you do, make sure you get a good price for him," said Bill.

"Bill!" shouted Lyndsy, giving her husband an elbow to the gut. The scene made Jeff and Jeremy giggle. They walked their parents to the door, telling them to have a good time. Jeff shut the door and turned his attention to Jeremy.

"Well," said the wolf. "What do you want to do now?"

"Wanna play air hockey?" asked the fox kit.

"Sounds good to me," replied Jeff.

The two brothers went down to the basement. Unlike most homes, the Ruddock family had a completely finished basement that had been made into a recreational room for the boys. There was a pool table, air hockey table and plenty of other games to keep them entertained. Jeff turned on the power to the air hockey table and the brothers engaged in a battle royale. Jeremy, who stood on a stool to better play the game might have been younger, but the smaller fox was quick, easily blocking his brothers attempts to score goals. For years Jeff had simply let Jeremy win, but as the fox got older and more experienced, the wolf found it increasingly difficult to beat him. The brothers played three matches, with the winner needing ten points to claim victory, before Jeff felt his stomach growling.

"Whoa," said the wolf, putting a paw to his gut. "I'm getting hungry. Wanna order a pizza?"

"Yeah," said Jeremy. "Can we get a supreme?"

"Sure thing," said Jeff, getting out his cell phone. "American or Italian sausage?"

"Italian," said Jeremy.

Friday nights were typically busy for pizza delivery, so the boys were surprised when not even half an hour had passed since making the call when they heard the doorbell ring. Jeff paid the delivery guy, making sure to give him a large tip. With the extra large supreme pizza in his paws, Jeff went to the kitchen and opened it up, quickly finding Jeremy all over it.

"Hey, don't take more than your half," ordered Jeff. "Or I'm gonna cut your tail off."

"Ha," said Jeremy, running out of the kitchen with a full plate. "Dad would cut off your tail if you did that."

Smiling, Jeff shook his head and joined his brother out in the living room. Turning on the television, the brothers decided to watch some movie that was being broadcast on one of the channels, but weren't really paying that much attention to it since they were pigging out on the pizza.

"Jeff?" said Jeremy after swallowing a mouthful of pizza.

"What's up, kit?"

"You gonna be okay about what happened?"

"Eventually," said Jeff, who decided to turn off the television. "I'm still upset, but I'm over the shock."

"I think Lazlo's a turd," said Jeremy, flaring his nostrils.

"That he is," said Jeff, laughing slightly. "And Carl is too stupid to realize that Lazlo will probably do the same to him one day."

"Jeff?" said Jeremy, putting his empty plate on the coffee table.

"Yeah?" said the wolf, who put his plate down as well.

"How old were you when you realized that you liked other boys?"

Jeff scratched at his chin. "Huh, you know, I don't know there was ever a certain age when I knew I liked guys. I just remember that I felt differently when I was around them, like I wanted to get close to them and be more than just friends. It's kind of hard when you're really young to figure out what's really going on inside of you."

"But when did you finally tell yourself that you were gay?" asked Jeremy.

"Thirteen," said Jeff. "I remember reading some article about it when I was in middle school. I was really confused at the time because those feelings I told you about? Well, they only got stronger as I got older, and I noticed that other guys were getting to the age where they were interested in girls; talking about how they wanted to do things with them. The problem with me was that I didn't feel that way about girls. I thought maybe I just wasn't ready yet, so I went to the school counselor and talked about it. He was super cool about everything I told him."

"What did you tell him?" asked Jeremy.

"The truth," said Jeff. "I told him that I was attracted to boys. He told me to go home and talk about it with Mom and Dad, and they told me that I was gay."

"Were they mad?" asked the fox kit.

"Hell no," said Jeff. "They accepted it, and said that all they cared about was that I was happy, healthy, got good grades and kept my room clean."

"But your room is always messy," quipped Jeremy.

Jeff gave his brother a playful shove. "You're a smart ass little fox, you know?"

"Proud of it," said Jeremy smuggly. Jeff wrapped his arm around his little brother, ruffling his ears and making him laugh.

"Ah, you're a good kit, you know that?" said the wolf.

"Jeff?" asked Jeremy again.

"What?"

"Can I talk to you about something . . . privately?"

"Sure thing," said Jeff, letting go of the fox. "Whatever we discuss is between us, you know that." Jeremy's normally care free attitude suddenly turned serious, something that Jeff picked up right away.

"What's wrong?" asked Jeff.

"I . . . I think I like boys too," said Jeremy.

The wolf didn't find this surprising at all, given the questions his brother was asking about his sexuality. "Okay," he said. "Tell me how you feel."

Jeremy tried to find the words. "It's . . . it's like you said. I feel like I want to be close to boys."

"There someone in particular you like?" asked Jeff.

"This leopard boy named Lance. He's in my class, and he's really cute," said Jeremy.

"Sounds like how I felt about Lazlo when I was younger," said Jeff. "Do you wanna kiss him?"

"And hug him," said Jeremy. "Is that wrong?"

"It's only wrong if he doesn't want to do that," said Jeff. "Do you think he feels the same way?"

"Maybe," said Jeremy uncertainly. "I see him smiling at me, like he wants to get close to me. I like it when he does that."

"Perhaps you could talk to him about it?" suggested Jeff.

"You think so?" asked Jeremy.

"Sure," said Jeff. "Just ask him if he likes you, and also ask him how much he likes you, but don't be forceful. Take the conversation slowly."

"Okay," said Jeremy, snuggling up against his brother. "I'll try it."

"Good boy," said Jeff, again ruffling his brothers ears.

"Jeff?" asked the fox yet again.

"Even if he doesn't like me that way . . . could . . . could you show me how you do stuff with boys?"

Jeff's eyes widened at Jeremy's request. A million thoughts ran through his mind. Should he show his little brother how males showed affection to other males? Should he tell him that such a request was going to far? He didn't know what to do.

"Please," said Jeremy, looking into his brother's eyes. Jeff saw the bright green eyes of the younger fox, and he knew exactly what he needed to do.

"Okay," said Jeff. "But you have to promise me that you won't tell Mom and Dad."

"I promise I'll keep it a secret, Jeff," said Jeremy.

In all his life, Jeff never knew his little brother to break a promise. Getting up, he motioned him to go to his room. Jeremy hopped up from the couch and ran to Jeff's room. Clearly he wasn't showing any reservation about this. Jeff opened the door to his room and turned on the light. Their parents wouldn't be home until late at night, but even then Jeff made sure that the door was locked and the curtains were drawn. He sat down on his bed and Jeremy sat down right beside him.

"I guess we should start with kissing," said the wolf.

"Okay," said Jeremy, nuzzling Jeff underneath his chin. Jeff closed his eyes, savoring the affection his little brother was showing him. Once he opened his eyes, he saw Jeremy was only inches from his muzzle. Opening his mouth, Jeff licked slowly at his brother's face, making the smaller fox exhale slowly. Jeff put his arms around his brother, rubbing his back affectionately. It was at this time that Jeremy opened his mouth and locked muzzles with the older wolf. It was the first time that the fox had ever felt a tongue that was not his own in his mouth, but he didn't resist in the least. He let Jeff take the lead, finding what they were doing highly enjoyable. Is someone had asked Jeff at this moment if he was just doing this to help out his little brother, or if he genuinely wanted to be intimate with the fox, he would have answered the latter. The wolf could feel himself getting hard from the contact, and with Jeremy being comfortable with what they were doing, he decided to take it to the next level.

"Jeremy?" he said softly.

"Yeah?" said the fox, smiling.

"You wanna take off your clothes?" asked Jeff.

"I was gonna ask you the same thing," said Jeremy.

Jeff grinned as the two of them got off the bed to get undressed. The wolf had decided that Jeremy would get undressed first and Jeff would go second. The wolf was not disappointed with the view. Jeremy had a wonderful figure, slender, bright red fur, snow white chest fur, and long, bushy white tipped tail. Looking in between his brother's legs, he could see that the fox was very much aroused. Jeff admired the size, thinking that Jeremy would be smaller for his age. Lucky fox.

Jeremy was now treated to the sight of his big brother stripping. Jeff was tall, lean, with well defined muscles and when he peeled off his underwear, Jeremy's eyes were completely fixated on what the wolf had between his legs. With a gentle touch, Jeff took Jeremy's paw and the two got back in bed, only this time Jeff laid down and motioned for Jeremy to get on top of him. The two resumed their kissing, but this round of tongue contact was more aggressive, more passionate than the previous one. The wolf wrapped his arms around the little fox, letting his paws go from the fox's back and down to his tail and rump. He ran one paw through the long bushy tail, while the other paw squeezed at the rump. Jeremy moaned and groaned from the contact. He didn't want this to end, but he yelped when Jeff picked him up from the bed and swung him around. Now Jeremy upside down, being held by his brother's strong grip. Jeff brought the fox's rump up to his muzzle, moved his tail back and gave several small, quick licks at Jeremy's pucker.

"This is called rimming," said the wolf.

Jeremy, though being held upside down, moaned as Jeff went from the light, quick licks to sticking his tongue up the fox's butt and licking away. The scent of Jeremy's musk was driving Jeff wild, making him stick his tongue deeper into the fox's tunnel. Jeremy continued to whimper and moan, but now he saw something he really wanted to play with. Jeff's stiff, rock hard member was only inches away from him, and for some reason, he wanted to put it in his mouth. Moving his head forward, he opened up and felt the thick wolf cock slide in his muzzle. Jeff stopped rimming his brother, turning his head to the side to see what Jeremy was doing to him. By this point, the wolf's balls were starting to ache from the prolonged period of arousal, and Jeremy was doing a wonderful job of blowing him. Even for his first time, the fox was able to take in a considerable amount of the wolf's length, making sure not to scrape his brother's cock with his teeth.

"Hold on a second, kit," said Jeff.

Jeremy felt himself being carefully laid down on the bed. He wasn't on there long before he got up, only to kneel down in front of his brother. Looking up at the wolf, Jeremy smiled at his brother before opening his mouth and resuming his sucking. Jeff could feel the warm, wet mouth of the fox again envelope his member. He looked down, seeing Jeremy, eyes closed, taking his cock in and out of his maw. Jeff tenderly stroked the fox's ears.

"You're a good fox," he said in between breaths. "Just the perfect little kit."

The wolf could hear Jeremy moaning, obviously loving a mouthful of wolf cock. Jeff had wanted this for so long, to be intimate with his little brother. The two had always been close, but what they were doing would make them even closer than ever before. Knowing that he wanted to treasure this moment, Jeff reached over to the nightstand and got out his cell phone. Turning it on, he recorded what they were doing. He knew that he would be watching this over and over in the next few days or even weeks. Luckily for him, he was able to get five minutes of footage before the inevitable happened. Telling his brother to get ready, he shot his load into the fox's maw. Jeremy had pawed off before, so he knew what to expect. Relaxed, he felt the wolf cum shoot into his mouth and down his throat. The sweet release made Jeff''s knees go weak, and he had to lie down on the bed.

"Was that good?" asked Jeremy, lying on top of his brother.

"Very good," said Jeff, stroking the fox kit's ears again. "Thanks."

"Your welcome," said Jeremy. "I really like your weiner."

Jeff couldn't resist a chuckle at his penis being called a "weiner". Jeremy was only ten, and it was pretty common for kids that age to use that word when referring to the male genitals. Once the light headed sensation Jeff felt was over, he decided to return the favor for his little brother.

"Hey, kit?" he said.

"Yeah?" said Jeremy, rubbing at his erect cock.

"Lie down, would you?" said Jeff. "I think you've earned this."

Jeremy saw his brother's muzzle descending on his dick, and he quivered as the older wolf took the smaller cock into his muzzle and went to work. Jeff had no problem working the fox's member. His ex-boyfriend Lazlo was blessed with quite the large member, and Jeff had learned to take in the lion's entire length early in their relationship. Jeremy's body was feelings things it had never experienced at this point. He'd been pawing off for about a year, but having someone else stimulate him was so much better. Horny as he was, he didn't have long to wait before he too felt the bliss of orgasm. Jeff felt the familiar, salty taste of male semen as the fox shot his load. Jeff continued sucking even after the orgasm ending, making his little brother squirm.

"Hehe! That tickles, Jeff!"

Jeff stopped his sucking and picked up his little brother, hugging him tightly. "So, you have fun tonight, little brother?"

"Yeah," said Jeremy, licking the wolf's face. "Can you show me how to do more stuff sometime?"

Jeff grinned. "Oh, don't worry. We'll be getting to that sooner rather than later."

Bill and Lyndsy had a wonderful time that night. Lyndsy had finally gotten her husband to go dancing for the first time in years, and Bill reluctantly admitted that he too had enjoyed the experience. The married couple got home just after midnight. Billy was busy talking as he walked behind his wife, who quickly silenced him once she saw what was out in the living room.

"Bill," she said with a whisper. "Look at that."

Bill came forward to see what his wife was talking about. There on the couch was Jeff and Jeremy dressed in their pajamas and sound asleep. Jeff had wrapped his arms around the fox kit, who was snuggled closely to the larger wolf.

"Aw," said Bill with a grin. "Those two are just the best boys in the world, you know that?"

"They certainly are close," said Lyndsy, putting her arm around her husband.

Unbeknownst to his parents, Jeff was only feigning sleep. He heard his mother's words and inwardly laughed. If only she knew how close he and Jeremy really were.