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Chapter 2

I stared in amazement at the professor sprawled on his bed. In his tight, tailored pants, I could see the outline of his thick horsecock. I gulped. How was a little rabbit like me going to take a man as big as him?

"Not to worry, Dante. I'll stretch you nice and wide for me. I assume it's your first time, since you're so young and all." He promised, his voice smooth and sexy. The air smelt of cinnamon, and my sensitive nose could make out the faint smell of his musk. My cock was rock hard in my pants, and I nodded.

He stood back up and approached me, still towering above my head. He placed his calloused hands on my ears and gently petted them. Then, he smiled.

"Undress me." He commanded, and I knew it wasn't a question. I nodded and let me small hands rest on his waist. I moved up to his suit coat and undid the button, then slipped it off his wide shoulders. He set it on a nearby chair and turned back to me. Next was his vest, and then his dress shirt. When that came off, I got a full, unobstructed view of his toned abs, bulging pecs, and huge biceps. My mouth hung open in awe, I'd never seen someone so toned, and especially at his age! Even the gym coach, Mr. Ricken, wasn't this fit.

"Like what you see, little one?" Mr. Benjamin asked, and I nodded hastily.

"Yes, Charles...I do." I answered. It felt weird to call him by his first name. "Is it...okay if I keep calling you 'Professor' or 'Sir'?" I asked, looking up at him. He seemed to think for a second before grinning.

"How about 'Daddy?'"

My breath caught in my throat, and I coughed a bit. He chuckled warmly and set a hand on my shoulder, using his other one to push a strand of his mane out of his face.

"Too much too soon?" He asked, but I shook my head.

"N-No, not at all, I uh, I love that...daddy." I blushed sheepishly as I said it, but it felt...right, somehow. Maybe I was seeing things, but I swore I saw his cock twitch when I said that.

"Very good, baby boy. Now, how about you suck me off. If you're a good bitch, I'll let you sniff those boots of mine while I fuck you." He commanded again, and I dropped to my knees without further hesitation.

I undid the fly on his dress pants and tugged at his briefs. After a few seconds, his cock slipped out, and I was amazed at how hot and heavy it felt. It wasn't even fully hard and it was already nearly as long as my forearm. My mouth watered at the sight.

Without further direction, I placed a kiss to the tip. Salty precum stained my lips, which I greedily licked off. I placed my lips around the flared head and took it in, hollowing my cheeks and bobbing my head. Soon, half his length was inside my muzzle, and I could feel it hardening, blood pumping and making it swell up. He used both his hands to grip my ears and used them as handles, pulling me back and forth on his massive length. I gagged and felt tears forming in my eyes, but I couldn't do anything about it as he continued to use me. I choked on his cock as he pulled me down again, resting my nose directly against happy trail. The smell was overwhelming; rich musk, cum, and the ever-present scent of a man all flooded my nostrils, and I came in my pants before I knew what was happening. It didn't take him long before he was doing the same, emptying his balls inside my mouth. I swallowed every drop of it, just like I'd dreamed of doing since coming to this school. He pulled his cock out and let me catch my breath.

"I'm impressed, for a first timer you've got an awfully good mouth." He commented, stroking his length back to full hardness right in front of me. He offered me a hand up, which I gratefully took, and then he kissed me without any warning. It was a shorter, less sensual kiss than before, but it still felt incredible.

"Now, time for you to strip." He said, taking a seat in the chair he'd set his clothing on. He rested his muzzle on his hand and continued to stroke himself, and I blushed. He was watching me, and I wanted to put on a show for him somehow, but I wasn't sure what to do. I opted to simply shed my clothing unceremoniously. It hurt to peel away my boxers, as the cum had dried my cock to the fabric. I kicked my clothing aside and looked back at him.

Mr. Benjamin motioned for me to hop up onto the bed, which I did. I was still blushing, since it was the first time I'd been naked in front of anyone like this, but he didn't seem to mind. I could tell he was eyeing my small frame with erotic intent, and had my cock been able to muster the strength, I would have been hard again in seconds.

He stood at the edge of the bed and had me sit on all fours. He delivered a few short smacks to my pert ass and hummed to himself, sounding satisfied.

"You've got an awfully girlish frame for a male, you know." He teased, and I blushed and looked away again. "Not that that's a bad thing."

I yelped when I felt cold liquid seep onto my exposed tailhole as he began prepping my ass. He worked quickly, slipping one, then two, then three fingers inside me, moving them around and stretching my walls in preparation for his cock. I moaned as he worked me, loving the feeling, knowing in my head how much better it would be when it was the real thing.

"You're all ready. What a naturally slutty ass you have, Mr. Augustine. Are you sure I'm the first professor you've seduced?" His tone was low, gruff, degrading. I shivered when he spoke to me.

He set his massive cock down between my cheeks and placed a hand on my neck. I turned back to watch him, only to see him set one of his tall boots down before me, in between my perched arms. I immediately dipped my face down in it while he hilted me, and the most lewd, intoxicating scent I'd ever smelt filled my lungs.

His boot musk was lovely, the thick, muggy smell of leather, wood, polish, and sweat filling me up. I felt his cock slam me while I inhaled deep whiffs of it. With his free hand, he reached down and cupped my balls, tugging on them roughly and making me groan with pleasure.

"That's right, little one, inhale the scent of daddy's boots. Let it circulate in your body until you can't get hard without it anymore." He chided as he continued to rail me. His balls slapped against my fur, filling the room with noise. It didn't take long before I felt spurt after spurt of hot cum filling my stomach, my guts plastered with his thick seed. I moaned as I took another long sniff of his boot before collapsing. My body was coated in sweat and cum, and I was shivering with pleasure.

I felt his cum leak out when he removed his cock, and he collapsed next to me. He pulled me into his big arms and pressed our muzzles together again, this time sharing a deep and passionate kiss. It lasted for a few minutes, occasionally he would pull away to spit or drool into my mouth, which I found oddly sexy. Finally, when he was finished, he broke apart for a final time and sighed.

"I've always wanted to have a boy like you. Young, cute, and perfect for fucking." He admitted, reaching down to tweak one of my nipples. He cupped my chin in the other hand, something I noticed he was incredibly fond of, and smiled warmly.

"If you're up for it, I'd love to make this a regular thing. You can even spend the night if you'd like." He offered, and there was no way in hell that I could refuse an offer like that.

"O-Of course, daddy, I'd like that too." I whispered, my bones and fur teeming with exhaustion, my eyes dropping until I felt the confines of sleep take ahold of me.

Some time later, I awoke, and I could see outside that it was dark. Mr. Benjamin was sitting in front of me, at his desk, typing away on his computer. He had redressed in a pair of jeans and a sweater, and his mane was freshly combed and groomed. I imagined he'd probably showered.

"Ah, you're awake." He said when he noticed me. I nodded and crawled out from underneath the covers. My fur was matted with cum, and my ass was sore. I felt like I'd been split open.

"My bathroom is just inside. There's a warm towel and a bath drawn for you. Take as long as you like, when you're finished I'd like if we could talk." He explained, and I again nodded. My throat and voice were completely wrecked, but I knew he understood that.

I trudged inside the bathroom and closed the door. Outside, I could hear him typing away while I sank into the warm water. Already, I began to feel better.

Mr. Benjamin continued to type until he sat back, content with his email. The recipient read, "Thomas Ricken", and the profile photo showed a large, muscular bull with dark brown fur smiling into the camera. The message was short, "I've got him. Meet me in my office tomorrow during lunch and we'll discuss things further."