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He smiled at me again. “You can touch it if you want.”

I licked my lips nervously and took a step away from the wall. “O-okay.”

Slowly crossing the distance between us, I stopped just behind him as he patiently waited, clawed hands now resting casually on his hips. Wetting my lips again, I reached out and smoothed my fingertips down the length of his tail. Then I did it again, starting a little higher so my fingers brushed against his lower spine.

Seb’s back muscles twitched. I hesitantly asked, “Can you feel that?”

He peered back at me with a nod, eyes growing darker again. “It feels nice.”

Tentatively, I wrapped my fingers around it and smoothed my fist down to the tip, stroking the fur. Seb glanced back again with a tiny, teasing smile.

“Just don’t tug on it. No canid likes that.”

I snuffled a laugh and gave it another gentle pet before stepping back. “It’s cool. I really like it. It kinda looks like you’re wearing one of those butt plugs with a tail attached. Except it’s real. And not in your butt.”

Seb turned with a chuckle. “Thanks.”

Because I’d still been looking down at his tail, I was suddenly greeted by the sight of his dick. My mouth dried out in an instant as my gaze locked onto the slight bulge at the base of his shaft, just above his balls.

“Your…” My voice came out in a croak. I swallowed thickly. “You… have your knot like this.”

Seb glanced down. In front of my eyes, his cock started to thicken. “Yeah.”

My fingers were twitching with the desire to reach out and touch him. “D-does it… get bigger?”

He chuckled, but it sounded a little strained. “Yeah. When I get hard. Looks like I’m giving you a demonstration right now,” he added wryly.

Yeah, he definitely was. His cock was quickly filling up, getting even longer and thicker, the foreskin pulling back from the head, which was even more tapered like this. That bulge at the base swelled. A lot.

My own boner had returned in a rush and was already throbbing, making me want to tug uncomfortably on my trunks. I wet my lips and glanced up at him. I’d seen him fully naked now. It… only seemed fair that he saw me naked too.

And I’d done the worst part. I’d told him about my weird tail. He already knew about it, so surely showing him wouldn’t be a big deal, especially as he’d been so cool and understanding about it.

Actually, I couldn’t decide which was worse—him knowing about it, or him seeing it.

But if I didn’t do it now, I’d still have to do it some other time in the near future. Taking a deep breath, I took a step back and reached for my trunks.

“Do… do you want to see mine? My tail, I mean,” I added quickly, seeing as we’d already moved on to talk about his amazing dick.

He smiled at me, soft and reassuring. “Only if you want to show me.”

“I do.” My fingers curled under my waistband and went still, nerves making me quake a little. “But remember that it’s not… not a proper tail like yours. It’s… it’s not supposed to be there, so it looks… weird. More like a growth.”

“You don’t have to show me if you don’t want to, Lark,” he said calmly. “There are ways we can still do everything you want to try without me having to see it.”

“No, I want to show you.” I froze and glanced at him warily. “Unless you… don’t want to see it? Because it’s gross—”

“It won’t be gross,” he interrupted steadily, crossing his arms. “It won’t be weird. It’s not going to change the way I… think about you. I promise, Larkin.”

“Okay,” I said shakily, then took a deep breath and pulled down my trunks.

My dick had softened again—poor little guy didn’t know what to do—but when I saw Seb’s eyes roaming quickly over my naked body, it started perking right back up despite my nerves. His half-hard cock stiffened even more until it was jutting up from his body, making my tongue feel too thick in my mouth.

I stepped out of the trunks pooled around my feet and shifted anxiously for a few seconds, then squeezed my eyes shut and spun quickly to get it over with.

I could practically feel his gaze land on it. I knew what he was seeing, I’d stared miserably at it enough times in the mirror. A weird fleshy lump, about two inches long, right at the top of my ass crack. I’d had a couple of furious, uncontrollable crying sessions over it when I was a teenager—always in secret, because I didn’t want to make my parents feel bad for not getting rid of it when I was little.

It felt like an eternity, but was really only a few seconds before he spoke.