This story contains gay cub(11) on teen(17) accidental brother incest, gloryhole use, prostitution, first time anxiety, and a surprise mouthful with plenty of gagging. If you do not like or cannot handle any of these topics, please leave now or use your blacklist. It is nobody's responsibility but your own to make sure you don't see things you can't handle here.
Hole
Dexter looked around nervously as he walked through the skate park, his heart racing as he made sure nobody was paying attention to him while he made his way towards the men's room. It was a cold day, but he was sweating by the time he made it to the door. “Am I really gonna do this?” the 11 year old gray squirrel thought to himself as he stood outside the entrance, taking one last look around as he sucked in a deep breath to steady himself. “Nobody around. Now or never, I guess…”
He held his breath as he opened the door and poked his head in, his heart nearly leaping from his chest when he saw another boy standing at a urinal. He almost ran away, convinced the boy would somehow know why he was there if he spotted him, but he took a second to breathe and walked in anyway. He made his way to another urinal, pretending he had to go as he nervously side eyed the boy until he zipped up and walked out the door, not even bothering to pretend to wash his hands. “Gross…” the young rodent whispered out loud after the door closed.
The young boy quickly opened the door, poking his head outside once again to make sure he was fully alone before he turned and walked towards the handicapped stall at the end of the bathroom. “There's no way it's really there. He was definitely talking out of his ass…” he thought as he walked into the stall, turning to look at the divider, his heart skipping a beat as he saw it. A hole cut into the wall between the stalls. 
His mouth went dry, his heart starting to race once again as he thought about what he was about to do. “Fuck…” he thought as he closed the stall door, quickly latching it as he stood there, debating on if he was really ready to do this. 
He'd never done anything like this before, but he'd known for a while he wasn't like the other boys in school. He had friends, sure, but a lot of them spent so much time talking about girls, forcing him to nod along and pretend he agreed with whatever features they pointed out as attractive. Girls were nice, he was friends with a few of them, but his eyes were always drawn to the other boys at school. Even some of the teachers had caught his attention, making for some very awkward moments in class as he struggled to hide the shame bulging out of his pants when he had to stand up to present to the class or turn something in. 
Dexter took a deep breath, struggling to calm himself down as he looked around the large bathroom stall. “At least it's clean…” he thought as his attention was drawn back to the hole in the wall. He could feel his knees going week as he took one shaky, anxious step towards it, convinced his legs would give out under him on the spot. He sat on his knees, the hole almost the perfect height for his mouth if he sat up perfectly straight. 
The young squirrel eyed the hole in front of him, reaching up with a shaky hand to feel around the edge of it as he thought about what he was doing. He looked through the hole, his heart racing as he imagined a boy on the other side of it, but the bathroom was empty. The sound of the door opening made him jolt, the young rodent barely able to stop himself from squeaking out loud in surprise as he heard two pairs of footsteps quietly shuffle through the bathroom, one voice quietly giggling and another shushing him, neither saying a word as they made their way into the empty stall on the other side of the hole.
Dexter gasped out loud as he found himself at eye level with the crotch of a pair of bulging jeans on the other side of the hole, watching as a hand came down and briefly struggled to unbutton them, quickly unzipping and pulling his underwear down just enough to reveal himself fully. The 6th grader's heart raced, pounding hard in his chest as his mouth went dry. The boy on the other side of the wall grabbed himself and thrust forward, pushing himself through the hole, Dexter paralyzed for a moment as he struggled to process what was happening. 
The young boy's mind went blank, his stomach churning anxiously as he eyed the sizable slab of meat in front of him. 7 inches of hard, uncut cock bobbed in front of his face, a thick bead of clear slime slowly leaking out from his foreskin, the boy having clearly been excited for some time before coming to the bathroom for relief. He sat there, frozen in place, unable to move as he stared at the penis in front of him as it visibly bobbed up and down, that bead of precum starting to drip down to the floor in a thick string. 
Dexter jolted into action at the sound of the boy on the other side of the wall impatiently clearing his throat, the young squirrel quickly reaching up to grasp at the rock hard rod in front of him. His face burned hotly, taking a moment to process the feeling of it in his hand, his fingers just barely able to fully wrap around it as he felt it throb in his grip. He pulled back, in awe of the feeling of the soft skin bunching up in his hand as the mystery boy's foreskin slowly peeled away and exposed his slick, bright pink tip to the cool air of the bathroom. 
Dexter's nostrils flared as the smell of the other boy's arousal hit him, the scent exciting him as it burned itself into his mind. It was a strangely familiar scent, reminding him so much of how his hand smelled when he was done relieving his own excitement, only significantly stronger and more mature. It enticed him, his mouth watering as he slowly moved his hand back and forth to watch the boy's foreskin slowly roll back and forth, repeatedly exposing and covering his slimy pink tip. 
He hesitated as he adjusted his position on the floor of the stall, his heart pounding hard as he struggled with anxious thoughts. “Am I really doing this? Holy shit it's right there, it smells so good...b-but you don't even know who this is! W-what if he has a disease? What if-” 
The young squirrel was once again jolted into action by the sound of an impatient grunt, the boy's body on autopilot as he opened his mouth wide and quickly took the spongy pink tip of the strange boy's penis into him. His eyes shot wide as he realized what he'd just done, his face burning hotter than ever as he registered the taste of the stranger's cock on his tongue. He could no longer think straight, his mind a loud static as he tried to remember what to do from all the videos he'd watched on his phone before this. 
He swirled his tongue around, getting a feel for the pleasantly pulsating penis in his mouth as he slowly slid his tongue across the bottom of it, trying to map out every detail in his mind as his heart threatened to leap from his chest. The young rodent sucked lightly, starting to slowly bob his head back and forth as he felt the meat in his mouth throb and leak a fresh drop of warm, sticky precum onto his tongue. His cheeks burned brighter as he realized he was finally living out his fantasy of tasting another boy's most intimate bits.
A soft, satisfied sigh from the other side of the wall was all it took to make Dexter's stomach flutter, the young rodent closing his eyes as he tried to take more and more of the stranger's cock into him, the thick rod of flesh proving to be quite the challenge for the 11 year old boy's relatively small mouth. His jaw stretched wide as he pushed himself further and further, stopping when the tip of the massive slab of meat rested on the back of his tongue and forced a gag from his throat, his stomach churning slightly as he reflexively pulled back from the unpleasant sensation. He swallowed the saliva and pre that pooled on his tongue before he took a deep breath to steady himself. He slowly bobbed forward again, his hand to marking the limit of how far he could comfortably go without choking.
The young boy's heart rate slowed even as his cheeks continued to burn with excitement and embarrassment, his mind a mess as he struggled to remember to use his hands to stimulate the parts of the penis he couldn't fit in him. “God, it's so warm” he thought to himself as another drop of pre leaked onto his tongue, his jaw starting to hurt already from being held so wide. 
Occasional soft sighs and quiet moans from the other side of the wall made Dexter's ears twitch, the young rodent taking pride in knowing he was making another boy feel so good, even as his jaw strained and ached. He continued to bob back and forth, his pace picking up as he felt the stranger's cock gently throb against his tongue, his heart fluttering as he wondered what it would feel like to be on the other side of the wall. “M-maybe I can treat myself later…” he thought to himself as he accidentally pushed forward too far, forcing another gag from his throat. 
Dexter pulled away from the from the cock in his mouth to take a moment to cough and clear his throat, rubbing his sore jaw with his free hand as he continued to stroke the shaft with his other hand. He watched, mesmerized as the boy's foreskin repeatedly hid and revealed his slick tip, bunching up to catch the occasional drips of precum leaking from his tip and lubricating his head with it every time he pulled it back. The young boy caught his breath, slowly moving his mouth back over the pulsing penis to finish his work.
The flow of precum sped up as Dexter sucked harder, occasional drips slowly turning into a near constant small stream of thick, slimy clear fluid lining his mouth and making his cheeks burn with the thought of how good the boy on the other side must be feeling. He closed his eyes and focused on his task. Nothing else existed in his mind besides him and the boy on the other side of the wall, the young rodent speeding up as he got more comfortable with the feeling of the thick meat stretching his jaw, his hand speeding up to match as he got more used to using his tongue as much as he could with how full his mouth was.
Dexter's eyes shot wide open as he let out a loud, wet gag. His sense of taste and smell was overwhelmed by a strong blast of semen straight down the back of his throat as he bobbed forward, the slimy surprise shot coming immediately as he made it to the bottom of his stroke. He choked hard, the hot, salty slime splattering out of his nose as the second shot came, the young boy still unprepared for the unexpected onslaught of fluid blasting down his throat. “OOOOOH FUUUUUUCK YES!” 
Dexter's blood ran cold, his heart nearly stopping as his older brother's moaning voice reached his ears from the other side of the wall. He was frozen in place, his brain short circuiting as he gagged on another splash of semen against the back of his throat before he pulled off the throbbing cock. He reflexively hunched over with a loud retch, trying to cough out the bitter slime coating his throat and tongue. 
“Dude, I told you you're supposed to knock on the wall or something when you're close! You can't just cum like that, what the hell! You're gonna ruin it for the rest of us surprising em like that.” Dexter heard another familiar voice, his brother's best friend, Travis, scold the older boy as his cock continued to throb and spurt in the air. Small splatters of semen rained down on Dexter as he continued to choke out the surprise load the 17 year old had shot down his throat. “Dennis, you gotta at least give him double for that.” 
Dexter struggled to catch his breath, his throat finally mostly cleared of its slimy obstruction as he heard his brother's voice again, smaller and shakier than he'd heard it in a long time. “S-shit, uh, s-sorry, dude. Here…” he said as he dropped a few bills through the hole, fighting himself not to look to see who was on the other side. “Sorry again...you did great, by the way. Uh, thanks!” he continued, with a genuinely apologetic tone, clearly ashamed of forgetting his manners and getting scolded as he zipped his pants and quickly made his way out of the bathroom with his friend.
Dexter took a minute to compose himself as the last of his brother's cum dripped out of his mouth, the young rodent's breathing finally steadying out as his brain flicked back on. “Holy shit holy shit holy shit! I just sucked off my brother…” the young squirrel thought to himself in a panic as he sat up and scrambled backwards against the far wall of the stall to sit up straight, the puddle of cum he'd hacked up visible next to the small pile of cash in the corner of his eye as he sat and tried to process what just happened, his face burning with shame. “Why...why does that excite me?”