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A blank page of Jim's Math workbook stares at him as he tries to do his Math Homework on a

lazy Thursday afternoon after a hectic day at school. The fact that his day at school was

rough isn't the reason he can't concentrate, it is the fact that he can't stop thinking

about Bruce, it's the fact that he still can't get over what happened in that motel a few

weeks ago, it's the fact that he has mixed feelings about Bruce.

Jim stares back at the blank page of his book, he thinks back at how awkward the morning

after he and Bruce had sex was. They didn't say much to each other, only words he heard

Bruce say was that it was time to go home. The drive home was immensely uncomfortable,

they didn't say a word to each other when there was so much to talk about. He remembers

how he stood in front of the doctor's offices almost every afternoon, unable to go inside

and confront Bruce. He didn't attend kickboxing practice ever since that night either.

How can he look Bruce in the eyes?

Jim slams the book shut and runs his hand through his mane. He has never been so confused

in his life. He stands up from his desk and walks over to the window, staring at the soft

rain falling outside. It's the only reason stopping him from walking all across town to

try and confront Bruce, not which today would've been any different. He'd probably just

stand and stare at the office again.

On the other side of town, Bruce is sitting in front of his desk. He's still trying to

make sense of what happened in the motel. He remembers the day he and Jim met, when he

gave Jim a shot. He wanted to know what it felt like to shove his meat into that tight

lion ass, and when it finally happened, he felt guilty. He felt he let Jim down, he felt

that he betrayed their friendship even though Jim started the whole thing. He stands up

from behind his desk and walks to the window. Using his fingers, he peeks through the

horizontal blinds covering the window, looking towards the other side of the street. Jim

isn't there today, it must be because of the rain. He's been standing there almost every

afternoon, staring at the office. For so many times Bruce wanted to go outside and talk

to him, but he can't look at him without feeling bad. He was the adult, he should've taken

responsibility and stopped everything before it got so out of hand.

Suddenly, there's a knock on the door. It's his assistant.

"Doctor Bruce, you have a patient!" she calls through the door. Bruce's face lights up.

Maybe it's him, maybe it's Jim coming to talk things through.

"S... Send 'em through!" he shouts excitedly.

Soon, the doorknob starts to turn. Bruce feels as his throat dries up, his heart throbs

in his throat, his ass tightens; his shaft hardens a bit at the thought of a wet male

teenage lion emerging through the door. The door opens, and Bruce's face turns from

excitement to disappointment as Jenny Sullivan enters. Jenny is a female wolf, she's in

the same class as Jim. Her real name is actually Jennifer, but her friends call her Jenny.

"Disappointed to see me Doctor?" she asks in a friendly tone.

Bruce shakes his head from side to side to get his thoughts away from Jim, "Of course not.

How are you Jennifer?" he asks, forcing a smile to hide his sorrow.

"I'm fine doctor, just a bit ill. I have this cough and my stomach aches." she complains.

Bruce walks over to her, "Just sit on the bed over there and I'll check you up... I

mean... Fix you up... I mean... You know what I mean?" he asks, embarrassed by his tongue

not saying what his brain wants it to.

Jenny laughs, "Are you okay doctor?"

Bruce looks at her, forcing a smile yet again. Only this time he does it a bit more

convincing.

"Yes, Jennifer. I'm fine." he says as he approaches her on the bed. A thought comes up in

his mind, maybe Jenny knows Jim. Her file says she's the same age as Jim, maybe he can

find out how the kid's really doing.

"Jennifer, may I ask you a question?" he asks as he finishes up.

"Sure thing doctor, and please call me Jenny." she says smilingly.

"Do you know Jim; he's about the same age as you. I don't know if he may be in your class

or school." he asks

Jenny stops to think for a minute. "Is he the reason you're so confused and down today?"

she asks in a concerned manner. She can see his face fall even more as he falls deeper

into thought.

"Sort of. I've been helping him with kickboxing practice for a couple of weeks, but

lately he seems to avoid me and I can't help to think I've done something wrong." Bruce

says. He knows he's lying, but surely he can't tell the truth.

"I don't know him, sorry." she says.

"It's okay; I'll just go and see him sometime." Bruce says, faking another smile.

Bruce writes some notes on a paper and hands it to Jenny. "Just give this to the lady at

reception, she'll give you what you need." he says.

"I'll do that, thanks doctor." she says as she stands up, smiling friendly. She shakes

Bruce's paw and heads for the door.

Jenny opens the door of Bruce's office; she looks back at him and smiles. "Don't worry

doctor, I doubt it's your fault." she says, trying to reassure him. Bruce only returns a

smile, holding his paws behind his back in a professional manner.

After the door closes behind Jenny, his face turns back to the way it was, back to the way

he feels. "I wish you were right." he says as he sits back on his chair.

Meanwhile, Jim is lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking back at what really

made that night happen. Initially he thought it was just from curiosity, but there was

something else, something that made him enjoy it so much more. His thoughts are

interrupted by his phones ringing. He quickly jumps up from his bed to grab it from where

it's lying on the desk near his schoolbooks. The distance between the bed and his desk

feels like an eternity, he hopes it's Bruce calling to find out if he's coming back to

kickboxing practice or maybe something else. Just as long as it's Bruce.

Anxiously, he picks up the phone and looks at the screen. "Mom." he says disappointed and

answers the phone.

"Hi mom." he says.

"Hi honey. Listen, I'm going to work late tonight, are you going to kickboxing practice?"

she asks concerned.

"Yeah, sure." he says, knowing he's not going anyways. He doesn't want to make her worry

over him again.

"Do you have a lift? You're not walking in the rain." she asks again.

"Yeah, my coach is coming to get me." he says, lying again.

"Okay well, enjoy it and I'll see you later." she says.

"Thanks mom, I will" he says.

"I love you honey, bye!" she says.

"Love you too, mom." he says as he puts the phone down.

He looks at his backpack lying on the floor. His kickboxing gloves and shorts are in

there. A tear emerges from his left eye as he thinks back at the good times he and Bruce

had in the gym. Bruce is a tough trainer, but he rewards so much better. Then he

remembers the last reward he got, the day they went to the fun fair. He remembers all the

fun things they did that day and before. They actually became good friends. In fact, they

bonded so much that it felt like they knew each other their whole lives. Jim's eyes grow

wide as he realizes that it was more than friendship, Bruce became more than a father

figure to him, so much more that he realizes that what he wants is more than friendship...

Bruce sits at his desk, filling in one final piece of paperwork. He glances at his watch

as he closes the file. "Half past six already?" he asks himself out loud. "So much for

kickboxing." he says disappointed as he stands up. Not that he is in the mood for

kickboxing tonight anyway.

He's startled as he hears a loud knock at the front office door. "Who the hell can that

be? We're closed, everyone's already home and I'm tired. This had better be a fucking

emergency." he mumbles to himself as he walks to the front door. As he gets to the door,

he hesitates, he's tired and he doesn't want to see patients at the moment. He's tired of

hearing about their aches and pain when he can't even talk to one of them about his. Out

of obligation, he forces his hand to grip the handle and open the door and to his utmost

surprise a dripping wet young lion stands before him.

"Ji-... Jim? What are you doing here? You're soaking wet!" he says, trying not to sound

like he's scolding him.

Jim looks up at Bruce as water runs down his face; he's out of breath from running so far.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" he asks.

"S...sure." Bruce says as he invites him inside. The go straight to Bruce's office,

closing the door behind them even though they are alone.

"So, what did you want to ta..." Bruce says, but Jim interrupts him.

"Please, don't say anything until I'm finished." he says, still trying to catch his

breath. "I've been thinking, we got along well until the night we had sex. We were good

friends, it felt like I knew you my entire life. We had so much in common." Jim says,

getting a little more anxious as he sees Bruce's eyes grow wide when he said "sex".

"We had so much fun back then, my life finally made sense and I knew..." Jim continues,

but Bruce interrupts him.

"Jim, you're babbling. What's your point?" Bruce says.

"My point is that... Bruce... My point is..." Jim tries to get words out his mouth, but

can't. "My point is that I love you Bruce!" he shouts.

Bruce stands in shock, he can't believe his ears. "Say again?" he asks.

"I said, I love you Bruce." Jim confesses yet again.

The room goes quiet; Bruce just stares back at Jim. He's not sure how to handle this. It

feels like a bunch of rockets just lit up and took off inside his heart, his legs feels

like they might give in at any time. He stands there, frozen in shock.

"Please say something, because I can't take this quietness, I can't take this uncertainty

of not knowing if you feel the same way as I do! I just told you what I probably never

told anyone else than my mother for my entire life! I just told you, the person I care

about more than anything else in my life that I love you, so please... Please just say

something..." Jim pleads as tears start filling his eyes. He hates this uncertainty.

A tear emerges from one of Bruce's eyes and he smiles. "You silly little lion... Of course

I love you too." he says assuring. He approaches Jim and slams a kiss on the young lions

lips, they intertwine their tongues for a moment before breaking the kiss and staring in

each other's eyes. They share a hug, water drips from Jim's clothes onto the floor, but

Bruce doesn't care.

"Now then, let's get you out of those wet clothes young lion" Bruce says seductively. As

he grins widely.

"I agree." Jim says.

Slowly, Bruce lifts the wet t-shirt up Jim's body. Enjoying every moment it still tries

to cling to the young lion's wet muscles. He throws the shirt to the ground, it makes a

splashing sound. Bruce runs his paws across Jim's upper body, his wet fur warping as his

paws go over it.

"That feels so good." Jim says.

Bruce grins yet again, "Not as good as it's going to feel in a few minutes." he says.

Bruce goes down on his knees, takes off Jim's shoes and pulling his pants and underpants

down together. He runs his hands over Jim's abdomen, making the young lion purr before he

gently squeezes his ass cheeks. He takes Jim's meat in his paw, it hardened pretty fast

considering that it was tiny from the icy cold rain just a minute ago. He gently puts it

inside his mouth, working it with his mouth. He tastes the sweet embrace of precum as he

sucks on the young lion's cock. Three strokes is all it takes to make Jim roar from

ecstasy as he sends strings of hot lion cum down Bruce's throat. It's salty, but Bruce

forces it down, surprised that Jim came so soon. He looks up at the young panting lion

towering above him, his pectorals expanding and contracting as he tries to catch his

breath.

"So soon?" Bruce asks.

"Yeah, sorry. I'm still a beginner." Jim says.

Bruce gets up from his knees and walks to the bed. He takes off his jacket and unbuttons

his shirt, taking it off slowly before dropping it to the grounds. He feels himself up in

front of the young lion, running his paw through his mane down his muscled chest and down

to his stomach. He unties his belt and pulls down the zipper of his pants. He pulls down

his pants in one go, standing in his underpants. Vaguely, Jim can see Bruce's rock hard

member underneath his white underpants. The tip already leaking precum.

"Come here boy, let me show you how it's done" he says as he invites Jim closer with his

paw.

As Jim comes closer, Bruce turns around and pulls down his underpants. As he bends down he

tries to expose as much of his ass as he can before standing up straight with his back at

Jim.

"Now what?" Jim asks as he stands directly behind Bruce.

"Now, we play." Bruce says as he turns around, showing his full naked figure to Jim.

Sure, they had sex before, but it was in the dark. The moonlight was all light there was.

Jim stares down at the huge erect piece of meat below. Instinctively, he gently grabs

Bruce's balls and starts playing with them. They're surprisingly huge. He leans over to

Bruce and with a soft voice he whispers, "Take me..."

Bruce sits down on the bed, actually meant for patients, and then lies down. Jim gets

onto the bed, trying to position his ass above Bruce's dick.

"Wait, we have no lube." Bruce says, stressing.

"Don't worry big boy." Jim says as he takes some of the left over cum from his dick and

lubes Bruce's member up. "Between my cum and your pre, this is going to go smoothly." he

mentions.

Slowly he sits down on Bruce's dick, taking it inch by inch as it fills up his ass and

rubbing against his inner walls. Surprisingly, he's able to take it all as his ass comes

to rest on Bruce's abdomen. Sitting still, he feels up the older lion beneath him. He

feels his stomach, his now rock-hard chest, he squeezes Bruce's nipples a bit before

feeling up his shoulders and his arms. Bruce lifts his arms up and takes a hold around

Jim's waist, holding Jim tightly as he starts moving up and down.

Bruce's body fills with exact as he feels Jim's walls hugging his cock tightly while

rubbing it in all the right places. Jim reaches down and grabs his own rehardened cock as

he rides Bruce harder and faster. Bruce purrs and moans, he feels his balls fling up

every time Jim lands on his abdomen, slapping the young lion's upper ass hard.

"Oh yes, Jim! Go! Go! Go!" Bruce says out loud, trying not to roar.

Jim's legs are getting tired, he decides that this must end soon or else he's going to

have to stop anyways, and that might not be too good.

"Oh yes, big boy. You like that don't you?" Jim asks as he keeps on giving Bruce a

pounding. Stopping every few strokes to twist his ass around.

"Holy crap that feels good!" Bruce roars as Jim comes down and twists his ass around a

bit.

"Yeah, it feels good having big, fat lion cock up my ass and an older muscled lion stud

beneath my arms." Jim exclaims, sending them both over the edge.

Strings upon strings of hot lion cum shoot from Jim's cock yet again as he violently rubs

it, trying to get every drop out. His ass suddenly feels warm as Bruce's hot lion juice

flows from the tip of his dick like a river. Tired, they lie in each other's arms as their

bodies try to comprehend the amazing, hot sex they just had. Bruce looks down to Jim only

to find the exhausted young lion peacefully asleep.

He smiles, "Guess this was a fucking emergency after all." he thinks as he falls asleep.

Early the next morning, they both wake up startled. Bruce borrows a spare shirt and

trousers to Jim. They may be too big, but it's better than nothing. They lock up the

office and jump into the car. Soon the car comes to a halt in front of Jim's house.

"Thanks for the amazing evening, don't kiss me goodbye my mom might see." Jim says in a

hurry.

"Sure, I had a good time too. You coming over tonight?" Bruce asks.

"I'll make an excuse." Jim quickly responds.

"Goodbye Jim, I love you." Bruce says.

Jim stays quiet for a while, staring at Bruce and smiling. "I love you too, Bruce" he says

as he gets out of the car and runs into the house.

As Jim gets to his room, his mom comes down the hallway.

"Where were you last night?" she asks concerned.

"Oh, the kickboxing team slept over at the coach's house due to the rain. Didn't I send

you a message?" Jim asks, lying again.

"No, you didn't." his mom replies.

"Maybe it'll come through later. You know cell phone operators these days." Jim replies,

hoping it may calm her down a bit.

"Just don't let it happen again. Call me next time." she says.

"Sure mom, sorry again." he says as he closes the door to get ready for school, unable to

wait until he can be in the arms of the love of his life.

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hmmm, not sure of how this one turned out. Please tell me, I'd be happy to hear what you

thought of this chapter, good or bad. More background on Bruce in the next chapter.

PS: There's also a nasty spelling mistake in there somewhere, I sincerely apologize for it as word designated the wrong word when I did a spellcheck. Unfortunately I'm too tired to look for it now. I apologize for the inconvenience yet again. :>)