Charley was fast asleep as we neared our stop for the night. 

	“Hey buddy, we’re getting close to the town we’re gonna stop in,” I told the sleepy cub. 

	“M’kay,” Charley responded. 

	“I’m gonna get us a motel so we can shower and relax,” I informed him. He nodded and stretched. I found a cheap but decent hotel with truck parking. It even had a hot tub. 

	“Come on with me,” I told the kit as we parked. “If anyone asks, I’m your Dad.” Charley smiled. 

	“OK Daddy!” he responded. It was a plausible story, we were both the same genus and species after all. [i]Right?[/i] I thought [i]it makes sense… I hope.[/i]

	I opened the door and Charley went in as I followed. A small younger Sierra Nevada red fox was working the registration desk. His name tag read Kile. “Hello folks! Can I get you a room?” he chittered. 

	“Yes, one adult and one kit please,” I replied. 

	“Daddy! Can we go in the hot tub [i]please[/i]?” Charley asked. 

	“Later on son, sure!” I replied. 

	“Well isn’t he a cutie! Riding along with Dad for work… that’s adorable,” the fox said. 

	“Yep, that’s my boy!” I offered. 

	“One bed or two? We have a trundle for him if you want one bed,” he explained. “One bed and the trundle works for us, right kit?” I asked Charley. 

	“Yes Daddy!” he replied enthusiastically. [i]Cub is loving this[/i] I thought. 

	“Sure! We have one right by the hot tub actually, but it’s a suite…” the fox explained. I grimaced. “No, it’s actually cheaper than our regular rooms right now!” he continued. 

	“Sounds great, I’ll take it,” I said, handing him my credit card. 

	“I’ll need your ID card as well please,” the fox said. 

	“Oh damn, I dropped it in the commode at the last rest area when I was helping my son with the toilet,” I lied. 

	“Well… I could overlook it and just check you in by name if you were willing to buy a few chocolate bars. They’re fundraising for my little brothers school,” Kile offered. 

	“I’d love to help. How about six of them?” I asked. The fox brightened up. 

	“Thank you so [i]much[/i] sir! Folks passing through usually don’t care about town business…” Kile explained. 

	“It’s my pleasure to help,” I responded. The fox handed us our room key and explained where it was located and we headed over to it. 

	As soon as the room door closed behind us, Charley stripped nude and jumped onto the bed with a sigh. 

	“Really? Naked already??” I asked, feeling some movement in my groin. 

	“I guess I can get dressed again, but I thought you liked looking at naked boycubs,” the kit said mischievously, stretching his legs open. [i]Little shit[/i] I thought, chuckling. 

	“I do,” I laughed. Charley giggled and grabbed the TV remote. 

	“Hey, bathe first, then hot tub [i]then[/i] TV,” I told him. He looked disappointed for a minute then got up and headed for the restroom. 

	“Josh… can you wash me?” he asked. [i]I shouldn’t do that. But, I just won’t let myself get horny and it’ll be OK[/i] I thought. 

	“Yeah, I can wash ya!” I said. The cub was standing under the water, soaked like the day we met. I grabbed a tube of furwash and squeezed a generous amount into my palms. I started on his head, scrubbing his ears and around his whiskers and worked down to his back, gently scrubbing and massaging. I got to his tail and ran my fingers through it with the conditioning wash as I eased the knots out of his fur. The base smelled of his defenses, musky and potent. The rest of his tail smelled of road dust and cub-smell. I picked up and washed his footpaws and washed my hands. 

	“You forgot some places…” the kit said. 

	“I don’t think I should wash you in those places… I might want to do more than wash,” I tried to explain. 

	“It’s OK, I know you won’t hurt me,” he said. [i]I shouldn’t[/i] I thought. 

	“Please?” the cub pleaded.

	I gave in to his request and began washing his upper thighs. My hand brushed his balls and he shivered. I moved up to his hips and around to his bottom. The kit lifted his tail so I could wash under it. I noticed his glands were impacted and red, poor dude must itch like crazy. 

	“Hey, so, does your hole itch a lot?” I asked. 

	“Yeah, is it really dirty? I don’t wipe too good…” the cub explained. 

	“No, its pretty clean mostly, but your stinkers are clogged up. I can unclog them if you want, but its going to feel pretty weird…” I offered. 

	“Uh, OK… you can,” Charley allowed. 

	I turned his butt to face away from me and spit on my fingers. Rubbing them together to lube them, I pressed the index into his hole. Surprisingly, he didn’t tighten up… but he did wince a little as my finger touched his red irritated skin. “Does that feel OK?” I asked. “It feels… kinda good inside,” the cub replied. 

	[i]Dammit[/i] 

	“Ok, now here comes the weird feeling. It might feel like you’re spraying or maybe scatting,” I explained. Charley nodded. I felt for the gland and slipped my finger around to the back of it, held it between my fingers and pulled towards his hole. He let out a grunt as it pressurized and a huge sigh as the clog cleared and he sprayed the tub. 

	“One more,” I advised. He nodded. I spun him around and switched hands, lubing it up the same way. I pulled on the gland and it resisted. He moaned a bit as I massaged it between my fingers. His sphincter tightened around my finger. Skunk glands are as sensitive as our pizzles are and I think the kit was enjoying it. Finally I felt it start to give way and the clog plopped out onto the wall followed by a strong spray of his thiols. I winced a bit at the smell. Not only did the thiols express the clog, but he had an infection. I’d need some antibiotics. 
	
	“So, you won’t be able to spray for a week or two, and you’ll be sore back there for a day or so,” I told him. 

	“It stinks in here,” he giggled. 

	“Yep, lets get you rinsed off and we’ll get in the hot tub,” I said, avoiding cleaning his front. He excitedly jumped under the water and rinsed all the furwash off. He got out and plopped wetly on the bed. 

	“Dry off,” I said. I’ll try to go find a store to buy some swimshorts for you. He grumbled and began to towel off. I headed to the front desk where Kile was watching some video on his phone. The squeaks and grunts told me it was porn. I smirked and cleared my throat. 

	“Hey Kile, my boy wants to get into the hot tub, where can I get him some swim trunks?” I asked. The red fox quickly closed the video and coughed. 

	“Oh, there’s nothing open right now, sorry!” he replied. 

	“Damn… well that’s gonna spoil his night,” I commiserated. 

	“Well… there’s no other guests so I could put up the closed sign and let him, and you if you want, go in nude,” the fox said. I considered it for a moment. The hot tub only had one window that I could see and the sign would prevent anyone from coming in… 

	“Sure! That would be really nice, thanks Kile!” I said. He grabbed a CLOSED sign from a drawer and hung it on the hot tub door. 

	“Just go on in when you’re ready,” he said.

	I went back to the room to find the kit shorts on and ready to go. 

	“Alright, the fox closed the hot tub for us, and he says you can jump in naked. You ready to go?” I asked. Charley nodded eagerly. We headed to the hot tub and closed the door behind us. The CLOSED sign covered the window so I told the cub he could strip down and jump in. I got up to turn the timer so the jets would run and I heard Charley splash into the water. I sat on a chair next to the tub and relaxed, watching the naked cub play in the water, my gaze drinking in his perfect body. I must have zoned out because my eyes shot open when I heard the kit say “Thank you sir!”. The fox was standing before a dripping Charley, holding a stack of towels. 

	“No problem sir,” the fox teased. I glanced down for a second and noticed the fox had an obvious erection. He noticed my observation, smirked and put his fingers to his lips. 

	“I won’t tell if you don’t,” Kile whispered to me, gesturing at my groin where I also had an obvious erection. 

	I cleared my throat, “Alright, time for us to head to the room,” I said to Charley. The fox had exited and the carpet felt like it was lined with glass as I headed back to the room.

	I hardly slept. Visions of the police breaking open the door flooded my mind all night as I tossed and turned on the bed. I expect that the cub slept poorly as well with all my movement. I knew I would be tired, but I needed to check out and get away from this motel. I gently shook Charley awake. 

	“Grab your stuff, we need to get going,” I told him. 

	“But I’m sleepy,” he whined. 

	“It’s important, we gotta go now. You can sleep in the truck,” I stressed. 

	“Fine…,” he moaned. We got our stuff together and headed towards the doors. 

	“Checking out sir?” a familiar voice asked. I detoured to the desk where Kile was working. 

	“Yes, thank you for everything,” I said. 

	“Kaedan, come say hello to my new friends!” the fox yipped. 

	[i]Fuck, here it goes[/i] I thought. No cops came strolling out, rather a very small red fox in short shorts walked out of the back room. 

	“Heh-hello. I’m Kaedan,” the cub said to my kit. 

	“I’m Charley and this is my Dad,” my cub offered. 

	“Wanna hug Charley?” the fox kit asked. Charley put his arms out and the cubs hugged each other. 

	“You smell really nice Kaedan!” my kit said. 

	“Th-thank you Charley,” the fox cub replied. 

	“Kaedan, honey, do you want to see a big truck? Charley, why don’t you show Kaedan your Dad’s truck?” Kile asked. 

	“Here’s the keys. Don’t start it. Bring him back and we’ll get going,” I said. 

	“OK!” my cub replied. The boys went running out the door to see my truck. 

	“Ok, so, what’s going on?” I asked Kile. 

	“Oh… well. I was logging your license plate and guess what came back in the computer? Imagine my surprise to find a cublover had checked into [i]my[/i] motel, of all places,” the fox said coyly. 

	“Fine… so, what… are you stalling until the police come or something??” I accused. The fox yipped wildly. 

	“My Gaia! You’re really scared aren’t you?” he asked. I tried not to show him that he was right. “No, nothing like that at all… in fact, I’m hoping you and Charley will join Kaedan and I for breakfast this morning at our house,” Kile offered. [i]The fuck is going on[/i] I wondered. 

	“I, um, need to get on the road,” I said. 

	“You’re so tired that you’ll drive off the road, I can see it in your eyes. I promise, this isn’t a trick. Just… friends helping each other out,” the fox asserted, reaching out to gently pat my shoulder. [i]I guess… if he was going to get me in trouble he wouldn’t have risked waiting until I checked out[/i] I thought. 

	“I doubt you have truck parking,” I tried. 

	“Actually, we do. Here’s my address and my mobile number. I see my relief arriving in the parking lot which means that I will be heading over right away. Call if you can’t find it,” Kile said. I nodded and headed outside. Charley saw me and ran over holding hands with Kaedan. 

	“Hey cubs! Charley, would you like to go have breakfast with Kile and Kaedan?” I asked. He nodded furiously. Kaedan smiled broadly. “OK, let’s head over. They’ll be going that way in a few minutes too,” I explained. Kile walked out and Kaedan ran over to him and they got in his car. We followed their lead and got in our truck. 

	Kile and Kaedan lived a ways away from the main town, down the highway. My GPS indicated that I needed to turn onto an isolated road which stretched for a few miles. At the end of it was a ranch style house with a huge dirt lot next to it. “We’re here,” I told Charley. We got out, headed over and knocked on the door. 

	“Hi! Glad you came over. I’m almost done making breakfast,” Kile said as the door opened. Their house was big, smelled cozy and interestingly, filled with toys and games of all types. Kile noticed my kit’s excitement. “Kaedan is downstairs I think, if you want to play while we wait for the food,” the fox told him. Charley went sprinting down the stairs and began chittering excitedly with Kaedan below.

	Kile and I walked into the kitchen and he offered me a slightly alcoholic cider. “I made that you know,” Kile explained. 

	“It’s really good,” I replied. He went back to the stove and got to finishing up the meal. 

	“By the way,” I asked, “do you have any antibiotics? Charley has a gland infection”

	“I do actually, I’ll grab them for you before you head out,” the fox said.

	“That’s very kind of you, thank you,” I said.

	“Now, grab that pot for me please,” the fox asked. I gathered it and he led us to a cozy rustic dining room. “Just set it on one of the mats,” he instructed. 

	Kile wandered over to the top of the stairs and called the kits up to eat. Charley came bounding up first, with Kaedan in tow. The small fox cub was wearing only a shirt, his sheath and fuzzy balls bobbing visibly with each step. “Before we eat, shall we get more comfortable?” Kile asked. The foxes began to remove their clothes, revealing soft reddish fur with white accents. Charley didn’t wait and was soon nude as well. [i]Well… when in Rome[/i] I thought, pulling off my t-shirt and unbuckling my kilt. We stood there, two foxes and two skunks, fully nude, appraising each other’s form. 

	“You’re both quite handsome…” Kile said with a smirk. I felt myself blush and my tail twitched with embarrassment. Both of their pizzle tips were breaching sheath and seemed larger than when they’d first disrobed.  

	“Alright, let’s eat!” Kile finally instructed.

	We all sat at the table to eat. Kile had provided a number of foods, mostly geared towards carnivores, but there were some omnivorous delights as well. 

	“The main course is shredded Northern Grasshopper Mouse with warmed Dusky Grouse egg. There’s frybread to eat with it as well as some roasted pine nuts and cantaloupe from Fallon,” the fox explained proudly. We dug in. The food was amazing! Before too long, we were all feeling full and Kile suggested we bring the snackier foods and our drinks into the main room. The day room had one of those modular furniture sofa things that was more like a huge bed. The foxes climbed onto it and we followed. 

	“So… confession time I guess,” Kile started. The red fox reached over and caressed his kit. “You’re not the only cublover that was at the motel last night.” My heart started racing from [i]fear? desire?[/i] 

	“You see… Kaedan and I have a special bond. Kaedan, do we have fun together?” Kile asked his little brother. The cub nodded shyly but genuinely. 

	“Yes,” the kit said simply. 

	“Would you two like to see some things we like to go together?” Kile asked. Charley was smiling and I was getting hard. 

	“I think we would enjoy that…” I mused.

	The foxes began to lick each others mouths, their hands began to roam around each other’s bodies as their tongues connected. Both were now showing shaft as their pizzles engorged. The fox cub was more endowed than his brother it seemed. Sierra Nevada Red Foxes are a smaller species of red fox, but both of them were more than adequate down below. I looked over at Charley to find him gently pawing his pizzle. I was mostly erect already myself. We watched as the foxes snugged each other’s sheaths down so their knots wouldn’t inflate in the constricted space. 

	“Kile… can you lick it?” the fox kit asked. Kile ran his tongue down the cub’s neck and chest until he reached the lipstick pizzle between the kits legs. The older fox encircled the cub’s pink length with his tongue and gently enveloped it with his muzzle. Kile flicked his tongue around Kaedan’s knot which was steadily inflating. The kit adjusted his body so he could pleasure his brother at the same time. Kile was already quite engorged and he shuddered as the cub’s tongue began to work on his length. 

	I was so focused on watching the foxes lick and suck each other that I wasn’t prepared for the sudden wet stimulation of my own pizzle. I looked down to see Charley’s face in my lap imitating the fox brothers lusty display. 

	“Fuck,” I gasped as Charley went down on me. The foxes heard my exclamation and looked over at us. They paused for a second to smile and watch. 

	“Charley,” I moaned. “Can I lick you?” 

	My kit “mmhmm’d” around my pizzle and I scooted over into a better position. I sniffed curiously and lustily at the cub’s long tapered prick. It smelled delicious. His young musk filled my nose and shut off my brain. I guided his pizzle onto my tongue where I cradled it as I slid down. My kit shuddered as I enveloped his entire length and began to work it with my mouth. I could see the foxes enjoying both each other and our display as we each pleasured our partner. 

	“I think its gonna go,” I said, without missing a stroke on the cub. 

	“Me too,” Charley moaned. The foxes began to yip and I knew their orgasms had been hastened by ours. 

	“Let them see me squirt,” Kile said. The fox kit pulled his snout back, holding behind the older fox’s knot. Kile’s pizzle erupted in rapid twitches that shot string after string of his fluids onto his brothers face and chest while Kaedan’s eyes rolled back as the cub came. The first of my own juices filled Charley’s mouth, he swallowed it reflexively and then he pulled off and let the rest drench him as I felt his pizzle twitching in my mouth. The room reeked of feral rutting and hot animal fluids.

	Our orgasms wound down and we relaxed, satiated both in food and pleasure. “Well… are you still worried that I am going to have you arrested?” Kile chittered followed by a light mischievous chuckle. 

	“No, no, no, I’m fine,” I laughed. 

	“Good. This is a safe place for our interests you know? We have other similarly minded friends. We actually host a bit of a get together every month… and you’re always welcome to come back and visit. Consider this your home too friend,” the fox said. 

	“I’d like that very much Kile,” I told him. 

	“Me too!” my kit exclaimed. 

	“I want you to come back too!” Kaedan squeeked. “We will. I have to finish this run, and then I should take a break…” I explained. 

	“You should spend that break here Josh,” Kile told me. 

	“I think we will…” I responded

	We cleaned up and said our goodbyes, gathering our things and heading to our truck. Kaedan ran up with a cloth backpack. “Here Charley, I got some clothes for you, since you didn’t look like you had a lot with you… they’re made for foxes not skunks, but there’s a kilt like your Dad’s!” he said enthusiastically. 

	“Thank you, I know I’ll love them!” Charley replied, taking the pack and climbing into the truck. Kile strolled up and offered an embrace. He pulled back a little and then leaned in. The look in his eyes gave away his intentions. We exchanged a delicate kiss that quickly became passionate and arousing. [i]He smells amazing…[/i] I thought. 

	“Charley’s medicine is in the pack. I can’t wait for you to get home sir,” the fox said cutely. “I am [i]definitely[/i] looking forward to seeing you [i]both[/i] again…” I replied, giddy. 

	“Drive safe and come back quickly,” Kile said sincerely. 

	“We will,” I promised. 

	I got in and started the truck. Charley came forward from the sleeper, now proudly wearing the kilt the fox cub gifted him. “Let’s hit the road buddy,” I said. 

	“OK Daddy,” he replied. [i]Daddy, still?[/i] The kit looked happy, so he could call me whatever kept that going. And with that thought in my mind, we set off for Twin Falls.

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