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Tony blindly marched back to the cafeteria and saw the same dragon that shown him to his dorm, he wasn't much of a people person, but at least he could show the jaguar to where ever this "general studies" class is.

"Excuse me again, but can you show me where the General Studies classroom is? I think it's in room 155b." The jaguar asked politely.

The dragon sighed impatiently, "Sure why not, follow me." The dragon turned and took them outside to the park that Tony looked at earlier, through his window; there was a door just on the other side of it. And the pair walked, dodging the flower bushes and oak tress that dotted the way. In no time at all they were standing at the door labeled "East Wing."

"Room 115b is just inside, the third door to your right." The dragon provided in an bored voice, while turning to go.

Tony paid him no mind and waltz through the door, the same romantically red paint that was in the main hall, greeted him in the east wing as well. Gladdened that the boner that the inconsiderate Bones had cause had finally gone away, Tony was able to take off his trench coat and take normal steps to his classroom.

He sashayed over to the third door on the right, and sure enough it said "Room 155b, General Studies," right above the door. Tony pulled back the door handle and opened the door.

Inside Tony saw that class was already in procession, by a male Siberian Husky teaching the class. "Ah, you must be another one of my students," the teacher laid down a stack of papers on his desk and turned to look at the late jaguar.

"Well, don't just stand there, come in, come in. I was just about to call role," the teacher who looked to be about in his mid-twenties and attired in ripped up blue jeans, a fitted black tee-shirt and black buckle up boots, waved a welcoming arm to Tony, ushering him into the classroom.

"Just take a seat where ever you like, I'm not one of those teachers who tells you were to sit," Tony smiled and nodded, sitting down at the nearest empty chair he could find, which of course was in the front of the room.

The classroom was full with twenty or students and filled with movie posters of Quentin Tarantino movies, and strange prints of art work done by a person who called himself "Banksy."

"Alright, class, I'll check role and then we'll begin with the dreaded rules and expectations of the class," the bubbly teacher nearly skipped over to his desk, his bushy black and white tail swaying wildly as he picked up a clip board with papers strapped on to it.

"Ok.... Bugatti Ascari?" The teacher called out.

"Here," A snow cougar with a thick Italian accent answered in the back of the room.

"Tony Allen?"

"Here." Tony piped up and noticed a slight wink from the teacher, when he glanced up from his clip board.

The teacher called out more names, but the only names that Tony paid any attention to were the ones that belonged to the hot looking students.

"Maxxie Kelly?"

"Here," A shy little jack rabbit, who sat right behind Tony squeaked up, making the jaguar giggle to himself a little. The teacher must have noticed that laugh, because he shot him a dirty look just before continuing with the role.

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"Is there a Chaos Tennant?" The teacher called out.

"Here... and still fucking that chicken," A cool looking Siberian Tiger called out from beside Tony. Chaos added that last bit of the sentence a smile and a twinkle in his eye, being eminently please when the whole class immediately broke up into a roar of laughter. Tony turned and shot the tiger a charming smile and a nod of the head, a look to say: "You're an extremely interesting person, and so am I. Maybe we should get together and do interesting things with each other," the tiger must have gotten the hint, because he returned an identical smile and nod to Tony as well.

Even the teacher chuckled at what Chaos said, "Well, Chaos I wasn't aware that we had any chickens to fuck," the teacher commented warmly and called the last name on the list after the laughter died down, which, of course was: "Bones White?"

"Here." Bones answered unemotionally while fiddling absentmindedly with an ink pen, the sound of Bones voice sent an annoyed shard of anger into the pits of Tony's stomach. The jaguar turned his eyes to the front of the room and focused them there, trying not to pay any attention to his roommate.

"Well, now since everyone seems to be here, I'll start by introducing myself and explaining this ‘general studies,' to you," The Siberian Husky laid the clip board back on his desk, his radiant blue eyes sparkling for all of class to see as he began to walk behind his desk to his black board and picked up a piece of chalk. His black and white furred hand formed the words: "Vadim Brown," on the chalk dusted black board.

The teacher turned back to face his class, "My name is Vadim Brown, I started teaching here about three years ago. The head master liked my teaching so much; he made it a requirement that all students must take my class, in a sort of attempt to get you guys more well-rounded." Vadim paused and sat on his cherry wood desk, his hand propping him up. "In this class well be studying culture, old and new. We will watch classic movies and ‘The Twilight Zone,' you will all learn the piano and about art, I will teach you Russian and we will have poetry and/or novel discussions every Friday."

Tony was pleased and astounded about this class, it seemed like it would be really fun and interesting unlike most of the classes he received back in his old public high school, were they forced math down his throat every second.

Vadim continued, "We don't have any time to start anything today, but I do want you guys to read some out of this Edgar Allen Poe book," the teacher went behind his desk and pulled out a box full of books with a collection of his poems inside. "Now I don't care how much you read is this book, I just want you guys to find a poem in here that you like the best and be able to share your feelings about it two days from now."

The teacher picked up a stack of books and walked down the first row of students passing out the books; he laid one down on Tony's desk and continued down the line. Tony shifted in his seat to better look at the book that he was given, unbeknownst to him the porno mag that he put in his back pocket earlier today slide out and hit the floor silently.

As Vadim turned back around to go pick more books up from his desk, he couldn't help but stumble upon Tony's "Cocktails," furry smut book that lay right out in the middle of he walk way, beside the jaguar's seat. Mr. Brown bent over and picked up the rag and idly flipped through the pages.

"Well, Tony I didn't know you thought that way about the male body," Vadim commented with and assumed look on his face as he studied the contents. Tony's head flung back to his teacher and saw what he was talking about, his the skin underneath his golden and black spotted fur, flushed with a furious shade of red. The jaguar's hand flung up to snatch the mag back, but his attempt was no good, the teacher just took one step back and was out of Tony's reach.

Mr. Vadim rolled up the article and place it under his arm, "You'll get this back after class," The teacher sauntered back to his desk and laid the book down on it, and began to pass out more Edgar Allen Poe books out to the other students. Tony cleared his throat and glanced back at Chaos who was laughing wildly to himself.

"What's so funny?" Tony asked causally, a tiny smile snuck up on his face in mild bashfulness.

"I just think this whole day has been funny, and your whole incident of dropping your porn right on Mr. Vadim's feet just the straw that broke the camel's back." Chaos's sultry voice dripped with amusement, which sent an odd trill through Tony's nerves.

"Alright class, that's all for today, you are free for the rest of the day," Vadim must have finished handing out the books, Tony had forgotten all about him and was shocked for half a second that their was another person in the room beside him and Chaos. All the other students stood to leave, Chaos made a hasty effort to leave, apparently bored with the class and Tony was right behind him like an eager puppy dog... cat? Vadim sat behind his desk again laughed manically while flipping through Tony's old porno rag.

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As the day wore on Tony got to know Chaos a bit better and learned that he was bipolar, spontaneous and a bit of a sexaholic, but what red-blooded man wasn't? The time was nearing 7:45 p.m. and Tony was tired from his long journey and fighting with his dad, so both Tony and Chaos both decided that it was best if they head up to their rooms and see each other tomorrow morning.

As Tony schlepped through the yellow halls of dorm rooms and sinking feeling of dread stabbed at the jaguar's stomach, he really didn't feel like seeing his roommate right now. The inconsiderableness of that arrogant wolf irritated the hell out of Tony.

As he made his way to his dorm and pulled back the door, his eyes fell upon Bones laying on the bed and counting the tiles on the roof.

"Oh, hello Bones," Tony grumbled and plopped down on his own bed on the other side of the quaint room. "What plans do you have this evening?" The jaguar asked, half-heartedly, not really caring if he got an answer.

"I don't know. I'm thinking about sneaking out and scoring some LSD," Bones bounced to his feet excitedly. "That's exactly what I will do," the wolf chirped with a gleeful expression on his face.

Tony was glad that Bones would be out of his hair for a while; maybe he could take this free moment and have some "quality alone time with himself."

"That's nice Bones, if you get a good amount be sure to bring me some. I do love me some LSD," Tony answered while he threw his belonging into the dresser/drawer at the foot of his bed.

"Sure thing, Tone," the wolf jollily responded a skipped merrily out of the door.

Now that Tony was alone, the jaguar felt a wash of relaxation melt his tense muscles.

"Ah, alone at last!" The jaguar threw himself down, face first onto his springy mattress and reached to his back pocket, looking for the smut he brought with him. The porn wasn't there! He searched the other pocket. Nothing. Then he remembered Vadim said that he would have given it back to him after class, but he never saw him after class.

"Oh, shit! My teacher still has my porn!" Tony jumped to his cat-like feet and bolted out of the door and into the main hall, where the dorm list was posted. Maybe Vadim will be listed there and hopefully he won't get caught for wondering the hallways at this hour.

Ya-dah! By sheer luck, Tony wasn't caught in the thirty second sprint from his room to the roomie list in the main hall. Frantically his eye scoured the list, hoping to find Vadim's room number, and sure enough the list had a "Staff Second." Glad that the school was so organized as to provide the room numbers of staff members, Tony combed through that second and finally came to Vadim Brown's name.

"He's in room 112 in my wing," Tony whispered to himself while kissing his lucky stars and dashed back to his wing of the school, counting the doors and nearly tripping over his own paws.

"There's his room," the jaguar was now panting and out of breathe, though that didn't matter to him anymore. Tony made a fist and taped lightly on the door, hoping that Vadim would be in and not get mad for breaking his curfew.

The jaguar stood and waited a few seconds at the door, no one came to the door nor did he hear a sound. Tony was just about to leave when the door slowly creaked open, revealing a very aroused and scantily clad, Vadim Brown standing in the doorway.

"Ah, Tony. I didn't expect to see you here. What can I do you for?" Vadim asked with a fake innocence, knowing full well that his erection could be plainly seen poking under his black satin boxers. "I really enjoyed that magazine of yours, Tony," the Husky flashed Tony and seductive smile while he leaned nonchalantly against the door frame.

Tony's eyes wondered over Vadim's fit body, studying the beautiful markings that are unique to the Siberian Husky race. His bare chest was snow white and rippled with muscles; the fur on the sides of his ribs was of a midnight black accentuated with black a widow's peak on his hip bones. Vadim's icy blue eye glistened in the dim light, which sprinkled above them.

The jaguar felt suddenly aroused in Vadim's presence, he only managed to focus enough to say, "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, Brown," his eyes still couldn't tear themselves away from the marvelous figure before him. The sexual tension was as thick as pea soup.

Apparently Vadim was pleased with Tony's attention, because in that moment the Husky reached out and jerked Tony into his room, pulling him into a passionate kiss.

A surprised and pleased moan eeped out of Tony's lungs while their tongues explored each other's mouths and his jaguar talons danced through Vadim's magnificent fur on the back of his neck. Vadim pressed Tony against a wall, beginning to suckle on the jaguar's bottom lip and unbuttoning his shirt at the same time.

Since Vadim was already stripped down to just his boxers, Tony didn't have much work ahead of him, for now the jaguar unbuttoned his own pants, helping the Siberian Husky out a bit.

Vadim pulled away from the kiss long enough to yank the jaguar's plain blue shirt off of him, immediately sinking his teeth into Tony's neck, kissing the flesh roughly and lightly brining blood to the surface. Tony's fingers fumbled that the entrance of his pants, but managed to undo it in a matter of 10-15 seconds. The teacher's nails raked down Tony's sensitive underbelly, leaving a hot trail leading down from the jaguar's collar bone down to his lower pelvis and ripping the pants off of his student's body.

Tony arched his back in divine pleasure, both of his hands grasped the waist band of Vadim's trousers and violently yanked them down, revealing the Husky's large, throbbing manhood. The jaguar didn't have long to admire the perfection, as soon as the two were stripped of the pesky clothes Vadim grabbed Tony by the neck and through him on his massive King sized bed.

"Get on all fours," Vadim's commanding voice lost it's American accent and reverted to his thick Russian accent, which normally happens to him when he is consumed with lust. Tony obeyed, ecstaticed with the possibly of receiving sexual release for the first time in weeks.

The jaguar knelt down on all fours; his stuck up in the air at a 60 degree angle out of the way of this ravenous teacher. In this position you could see perfectly how an odd symmetrical line of similar sized spots lined flawlessly along his spine. But apparently that held no interest with Tony's teacher; right now he only saw a body ripe for the taking. And take he shall.

Vadim jumped and landed on his knees in front of Tony's backside. His big strong hands grasped at the jaguar's hips, holding them firmly in place and in one big thrust Vadim's erect member was inside of Tony's tailhole.

The jaguar groaned loudly, his eyelids fluttered with pleasure and his own member between his legs throbbed. Tony felt Vadim thrusting inside him with long hard thrust; each thrust drew a long moan from the jaguar's lips. Tony's body felt alive, like fire.

The thrusting in his tailhole kept a steady pace; every advancing movement felt as good as the first. Then Vadim did something to nearly tip Tony over the edge, one of the hands that gripped at the sides of Tony's hips snaked around to his front and began stroking his manhood in firm, quick hand motions.

"Aaah," the jaguar called out, his body no longer was of flesh and bone, but rather pure sensation and pleasure. Vadim never let up for one second, his right hand pumped up and down faster and faster, every so often tortuously running a nail along the surface of the skin all the while thrusting as hard and as deep as he could go, now on the borderline of climax himself.

Tony was the first to go, a scary wildcat-like roar bellowed from his vocals, adrenaline pumping there his veins while he released himself on Vadim's bedspread. Vadim still continued to pump violently into Tony's tail end, which drove the jaguar out of his mind, deep groans still poured hotly out of Tony's mouth in response to Vadim's big member.

Finally, Vadim allowed himself to cum inside of his student, heftily growling to himself as he did and then biting down into Tony's neck from sheer pleasure of it all. The husky pulled out of Tony's revenged tailhole a river of white sperm spilling out as he did so. The jaguar instantly clasped on his back on his teacher's bed, panting the reverberating echo of his own heart beat pounded inside of the jaguar's head.

Vadim just looked down on him and laughed, "You're such a light weight," he told him honestly, then jumped off of the bed, throwing Tony's closes at him. "I believe it's time for you to go, now," the husky added.

Tony rolled over onto his stomach, cocking his head to one side, not bothered by his teacher's coldness, it's not like he cared about what he thought of him anyway.

"Yeah, I suppose it's way past curfew," Tony answered and promptly tugged his clothes back on his shoulders, and made his way to the door.

"Don't forget you porn, Tonez," Vadim reminded and handed the mag back to his pupil.

"Oh, yeah, thanks," Tony took the porn, slide it under his under and exited the spacious room. Vadim's door closed behind him and Tony sauntered merrily back to his dorm room.

To Be Contiuned....

Story and Characters © Kisa