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"Why do I even keep coming to these? I know I don't need it!" Zeke shook his head, momentarily fluttering the wispy black hairs of his mane atop his zebra-striped neck, but if he was honest, he knew why he kept showing up to the out of class study sessions and every available office hour in preparation for the midterm. It's not because he hadn't memorized every snippet from every lecture on the history of European legends, he had.

No, it was because of the sleek, toned form of the professor at the front of the class everyday: Ebon. For years, Zeke had managed his seemingly permanent virginity because none of the girls who were ready to give it up excited him enough to get over his shyness and the guys who thrilled him were always extra intimidating.

But all semester, he'd spent every class enraptured with the tight toned shape of Ebon's ass in his slacks. His entire frame was sleek, smooth from his coaching of the swim team.

One hand spread across the door, preparing to push into the room for yet another study session where he just sat there, hunched over his notes as other people voices questions so he could hide the massive bulge in the front of his jeans while he fantasized about the strength in the dragon's arms, how would those feel grabbing onto him? How would that ass feel beneath him? Around him?

He gulped, nearly considering not turning the knob.

"I could just leave. Stop wasting my time. This is stupid-"

But the midterm was in two days anyways, there wouldn't be many more opportunities to stare at him in such a casual setting. Sometimes these sessions came after swim practice so he'd be wet and glistening, muscles popping out when he rushed in the door five minutes late to assist with their studying.

Already the zebra's length girth was starting to harden again. He re-adjusted, quickly, before shoving into the door.

To his surprise, it swung open to reveal an empty classroom save for Ebon himself sitting on the top of his desk, idly paging through a book. "Ah, hello. Zeke!" He greeted, voice lilting and rumbling from someplace low in his throat.

"T-there's no one here!" Zeke blurted in response, immediately flushing when he realized what he'd said. "I mean, I just wasn't expecting it to be so empty."

Ebon slid off his desk, standing with a shrug as he stretched out his shoulders, revealing the muscles as they shifted and pulled. "I guess so close to the test people have hunkered in with their notes now, but you have more questions?" His eye lifted, seemingly knowing that Zeke surely didn't need to do so much studying when he'd passed every one of the preparatory pop quizzes since the semester began.

The zebra shifted between his feet, clicking slightly on the floor as he tried to think up a question that he would at least be able to pretend he didn't know. "I... just want to be as prepared as possible."

"Well, you know," Ebon's voice felt like chocolate in his ears. Zeke prayed that his cock was properly trapped inside his jeans though he could feel it twitching. Surely it had to be visible by now. "God, I should have just masturbated before this!" He thought plaintively.

"You know that too much stress before a test is just as bad as not caring at all?" Ebon asked, walking towards him down the middle of the room. "The last few days before an exam, it's best to just review a bit and mostly rest and relax so you don't work yourself into a tizzy, psych yourself out...." He glanced up and down Zeke's form briefly. "To me, you look rather tense."

"Is that code for 'I can see your massive boner'?" Zeke thought to himself, feeling heat spreading beneath his fur. He shifted slightly, trying to hide his bulging front, but effectively just turning his tight, rounded ass towards the professor instead. He started to dig into his bag. "I had one passage I was struggling to remember context for in my notes actually... that's my one burning question..." His fingers fought through the folders and notes while behind him, blind to him, Ebon's eyes were tracing around the young man's backside.

Briefly, hoping to check for the level of confusion on his professors face at his erratic behavior, Zeke glanced over one shoulder, but instead he found Ebon's eyes directed down towards his ass where his jeans felt tighter than ever from his bulging boner in front. "I-Is he..." Zeke bit at his lip, gingerly pushing his ass out a bit further, rolling his hips for the slightest bit of movement. Reaching towards his escaping papers, his shirt pulled up slightly, revealing a slice of his bare fur beneath the fabric while his shoulder blades moved and shifted beneath the tight fabric, showing his arms working in front. Ebon's eyes didn't pull up from this display, and Zeke realized we was definitely watching him.

The zebra felt the familiar fluttering of nerves in his chest, but also a zipping, flying sensation of excitement. Ebon was looking at him. Not the other way around. He shifted again, turning just slightly so he might get a taste of the bulge growing in his pants.

"I could... really use some help... relaxing before the test..." He murmured, letting the words drop out slowly, aware of how cliched they felt on his tongue, but he didn't know what else to say as he rolled his tenting jeans forward into full view, looking up at the dragon through his wispy eyelashes as he waited for some response.

Ebon just smiled, seemingly knowing what the student was asking for. "Well, I can recommend swimming laps... they are very good exercise without too much muscular strain or intensity. Otherwise, just getting a bit more sleep than usual..." He was watching the boy squirm now. He loved watching his face falter, wondering if he'd been too subtle or if this was him being turned down.

Ebon shifted forward, moving up behind the younger zebra so he could feel the slightest outline of his form lingering behind. "Unless you were thinking of other... tactics you needed help with?"

Zeke bit at his lip, feeling a zing down his spine; but he had no idea how to move forward. For a moment, he stayed frozen, but with a rush of abandon, he pushed his butt back so that he pushed up to the warm form of his front. He could feel the bulge of the dragon's growing shaft in the front of his slacks, hidden by the folds of the fabric, but there was no way to find them when he went flush up to the zebra.

"Oh.. Sorry.." Zeke said after a beat, pulling himself away, playing it off as though it was a silly mistake because Ebon had moved forward. The professor smirked, seeing through this coy game, but he also couldn't take his eyes off the tight ass in front of him.

So he shifted forward, rolling his hips forcefully up against the equine's rump. "Don't be, unless you didn't intend to give me a boner-" His breath washed up to the zebra's throat while hands spread down the side of his body, pulling him firmly back against him. "Is this what you wanted to relax with instead?"

Zeke pressed back, rolling his ass against the bulge behind him and grinding back. His tail began to flicker with rising excitement before he tipped his head back so that he could try to get a taste of the dragon's muzzle, but instead he felt himself pushed forward against the desk. "Nuh uh... Did you forget who's the professor here?"

"Are you ready to learn another lesson?" Ebon crooned, voice low and gruff with a soothing, lilting quality that just seemed to melt in the zebra's ears. He could only mutely bob his head, feeling the bulge grinding into her upturned ass. Claws ran down the hem of his pants, yanking them down to reveal the thin fuzz of his rump.

"Have you ever had a cock in here?" The dragon whispered in a low growl, Zeke just shook his blushing cheeks side to side. "Mmm... good. Then that will be your first lesson...."

For a second, the zebra glanced towards the door that was still unlocked. How often did people show up to study sessions late? All the time! What if someone walked in now? To him bent over the desk as the silky black dragon behind started to knead his cheeks, spreading them wide to get a glimpse at just what he was after.

The tight puckered star blinked back at him with nervous tensing, but his fingers started to relax him, groping and spreading with steadily increasing intensity until he felt a fingertip could nudge to the clenched opening.

"The most important thing is to relax..." Ebon murmured, giving a slight nip against the student's ear before he pushed his finger forward, feeling the rings of muscles clamping around him, squeezing with pulsing motions for several seconds before there was a beat of give.

"Good... good. Already learning, aren't ya?"

Leaning towards the desk, he grabbed for some sort of jelly, something certainly not made for sex specifically, but neither would have paused to question it. Zeke heard a steady zzt as Ebon unzipped his slacks, shucking them open so his bare could rub into the warm ass cheeks of the equine while one hand grabbed for his side. The other started to lube his tip.

Moments later, his tip pressed to the tightly puckered rosebud, starting to ease forward with steady, but unwavering pressure. Zeke felt himself squirming, wanting to push backwards while his cock pulsed with edging intensity until finally the first inch began to sink into him.

Heat washed over his rump, seeming burning across the skin while his ass clamped down on the thick girth feeding into him. "That's very goood...." Ebon murmured in his low, thrumming voice as he hips rolled back slightly, as if to withdraw, but he repeated the move forward after only the tip sat inside, ensuring the hole was never completely relaxed. Every so slightly, he sped up, repeating this motion as Zeke felt the tension starting to fade into rising impatience.

He started to push backwards, the repetitive movement no longer a warm-up and instead a tease. "You thought you could come to my study session with that boner and what? You wanted to just stare at me and then head home to jack off? Or were you hoping eventually we'd end up alone? That you could seduce me?" His voice seemed to thrum right into the equine's cupped ear, filling his mind with the vibration of his low voice. Zeke's cheeks were warming, his ass squirming back in silent pleading.

Finally, Ebon pushed further in, feeding him the next several inches and starting to strike into the sensitive target of his prostate. For the dragon, the virgin's ass squeezed on him like nothing before. His mind flitted from the sight of him now, ass clamping down around the girth of his cock and his ass spreading out before him within the frame of the open office room, to the sight of him at every previous study session with his cheeks warm with a lustful blush and his pants always tented.

He'd certainly noticed the flustered, pent up boy appearing in each and every session even though he was passing the class with flying colors.

His hips rolled forward harder, suddenly slapping into the rounded ass of the zebra. "Fuck, you're just swallowing my cock.." He muttered, almost as a revelation to himself. Over a striped shoulder, he could see the boy's cock out, dwarfing his hands slightly as he squeezed himself.

He wrapped an arm around, squeezing one palm around the girth instead. "Just brace yourself-" He murmured, steadying the boy on the desk as he started to jerk down his cock's length while his own cock slammed into his tight, clamping rump.

Instantly, the equine had begun to twitch, oozing white dibbles onto the wooden surface while Ebon started to huff into his ear. The tightness of his ass, the gripping heat was starting to milk him. Balls slapping into the boy's ass, he felt his speed growing, hips going erratic as he tested Zeke's grip on the rattling desk.

"Unf... Unf...."

"A-ah... heh.. Huh..."

The tightness of the ass around his cock only seemed to get tighter, clamping and pulsing around him with growing intensity while the equine's thick cock spasmed in his hand. He felt precum sliding over every finger as the boy leaked like a broken hose, weeks of pent-up fantasizing rushing over him in this moment.

"F-fuck..."

"Yes... Oh~ yes!"

"Ouh! Ouh!" Their moans echoed through the classroom, testing the strength of the old brick walls to keep their entanglement private, but neither seemed to care. Not now, not in this squeezing, clutching moment of rushing ecstasy.

"Ooooooh!"

An explosion of strange, mutated barking whinnies left Zeke's throat as he teetered on the edge. His cock sputtered madly.

"C-Careful!" Ebon's voice left too late, too overcome by the rushing sensation of his own orgasm until it was too late and the creamy white streak of Zeke's tip shot over top of the desk and strung like a party banner from the three nearest.

Ebon's ability to care about the mess vanished in a flood of excitement as the boy's orgasm milked his cock of its last drop of self-control and he started to twitch and spurt. He slammed deep, shoving his tip as deep as he'd fit before he started to pump the filling into the squirming, moaning zebra's tight asshole.

"Oooh!"

"Fuck... Yes!"

******

Professor Ebon returned to his desk, feeling relaxed and flushed as the door clicked shut behind Zeke's fading ass. His eyes fell onto his computer, seeing a flickering new email.

He clicked onto it lazily, scanning down the messages.

"Prof-

Thanks for the heads up on the new timing for the study session! I'll arrive a bit late because of baseball practice, but I'll be quiet coming in! Just wanted to give you a heads up that I'm late for good reason, not because of some lazy reason. Hah!

Hope your appointment went well earlier."

Ebon grinned, chuckling to himself. "Very well indeed."