Stepping out on to the beach you deposited your towel next to Peter as he lay back, soaking in the sun's warmth, and made a break for the small dock Roger was about to jump from. Walking along the weather beaten planks you couldn't help but admire that Roger's rather form fitting speedo left just enough to the imagination as he was suddenly air bound. All of the raccoon's tight muscles convulsed in a splendorous display and the more than hefty bulge at his crotch bounced wildly while your mind seemed to slow down time simply to enjoy the sight before an inevitable splash.
"Cannonball!" you shouted out before jumping in yourself, secretly hoping more stolen glances were in your future.
"Hey!" Roger said as you splashed beside him "Watch out...uh...wait do we name you know?"
"What? Oh! No, no, no, my parents beat you to the punch, I guess I forgot to say my name is Josh," you explained.
"Josh huh?" the raccoon considered. "Yeah that sounds good." he said treading water beside you.
"Well I'm glad it meets with your approval," you said with a chuckle before taking a breath and diving beneath the water's surface. When you opened your eyes you nearly lost the breath you'd previously found as you again witnessed the beautifully sculpted form of Roger all offset by his short brown and cream fur swaying in the water's ebb and flow, in an unexpectedly beautiful dance. With a sudden sputter you realized you'd spent your whole allotment of air simply ogling your fellow swimmer and promptly surfaced to be met with a knowing glance from Roger, whom you suspected knew exactly what you'd been doing.
"Well I need to burn some energy," Roger said and abruptly took off like a shot to preform laps around the small lake.
Left to tread water in the proverbial dust you just got conformation that, as if you didn't know, if Roger hadn't been a normal raccoon before he'd likely have been a jock, and an ADHD one at that. For a while you allowed yourself to frolic without a care in the world as if the weirdest thing to ever happen hadn't happened to you today, but before long a shadowy figure silently sliced through the water, obscured by the lake's shimmering veneer. You didn't realize until far too late that such a being was in direct pursuit of yourself right up until with a swift jerking movement you felt your trunks slide away "Jesus Christ!" you yelled in shock.
Roger then surfaced in front of you holding your stolen swimsuit, whilst you desperately tried to cover yourself, and innocently asked "So why are yours so different?" genuinely curious.
"Be-be-because they are! Now give them back!" you stammered, not the least bit in the mood to explain fashion to the former animal.
"Oh? All right..." Roger said casually tossing the trunks to you, unfazed by and unconcerned by your need for modesty.
After slipping the bathing suit back on you noticed the hue of the light outside as the world was swiftly becoming bathed in orange light. Deciding sunset marked as good a time as any you decided to call it a day and swam back out to shore, gesturing for Roger to follow. When you retrieved your towel you were stunned silent to see Peter comfortably napping, but it wasn't the napping so much as the...monolith...of barely contained skunk that surprised you. Roger then caught up to you and, with an undignified little kick, woke Peter up explaining you were going to be heading back inside. When back in the cabin you bolted for your room, not only to change but to try and catch your breath as Roger's kick had done absolutely nothing to affect the skunk's...mood...considering Peter was now walking around shamelessly erect.
Taking your time to compose yourself before stepping out of your room you coincidentally stepped out at the same moment as Roger, who'd apparently decided to change of his own volition. Letting the raccoon pass before you you couldn't help but again appreciate how your normally unfortunate, as regards fashion, jean shorts hugged Roger like a pair of Daisy Dukes that was one size too small. All attention though was swiftly placed on Peter as he, still hard as ever, asked "Dinner?"
"Um...Sure thing big guy," you said, grappling to distract yourself with the task at hand, apparently their "having been common animals only hours ago" also meant they didn't give a rat's ass about concealing boners either. Twenty odd minutes later you served...something...truth be told it was all a haze and for all you knew you just cooked a box of detergent. Grateful that the final barrier between you and your sanctuary was removed you feigned a yawn and said "While I think I'm ready for bed," before making your way to the bedroom door.
On the way the Peter stood up and clasped your hand and sheepishly asked, "Can I come?"
Flabbergasted you didn't quite know what to say, but as you looked into the Skunk's soft eyes you gave a nod and said "...Alright..."
"Really Peter?" Roger chided from the couch, "What's the point of being so big if you still need someone to hold your hand?"
Seemingly ignoring the raccoon Peter, now leading you, opened up your room and sat on the bed. Doing your damnedest to ignore the aroused hunk in your bed you prepared for the night, slipping on a pair of pajama bottoms and discarding your t-shirt. Laying down on the bed yourself you caught the briefest glimpse of Peter's pitch-black length straining against it's pink prison, his obscenely thick and absurdly long shaft was actually exposed at the base as his erection was so massive it actually held the speedo an inch or so out from his body. Quickly though you were wrapped in two comforting warm arms as Peter rolled on his side and held you close. It was long before the sensation soothed you to the brink of sleep, but right before your brain ceased function for the day you felt an additional body join the bed. You didn't even need to open your eyes to know who it was, not that you could, as another set of burly arms enveloped you, Roger's arms.
After a night of bliss, held close by two dreamboats...
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