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"Yes, the summer term just ended, we should be opening up for new Fall term very soon. Yes, everything is ready, there shouldn't be any issues." The husky voice drawled into the phone "Yes, don't worry about it. We'll be welcoming the early entrants of the dorms tomorrow, we can start the preliminaries then. In the mean time, get some rest. I'll just be finishing up some last minute work, you know how it is. Have a good night, bye." A small beep and the phone was casually set aside onto the desk. It's owner, a large, aged Grizzly bear reclined in his office chair.

The desk was devoid of anything resembling last minute work, bare except for the aforementioned phone, and a simple nameplate; Headmaster Woodsworth.

The grizzly bear adjusted his glasses and looked down, at the young otter between his legs, bobbing his head along a girthy rigid cock. Noisily and Sloppily blowing that cock, a stream of spit and pre running down his chin. The Bear's pants and briefs pooled around his ankles.

"Forget everything you just heard boy." the Woodsworth said, with a sigh as he leaned back, finally able to enjoy his fellatio. The young otter man gave an affirmative moan as he continued his work, a glazed look over his eyes. He was like a professional, not struggling, not choking on the sizable meat of the headmaster, his lips rubbing over the shaft in a rhythmic manner. Perhaps it didn't sound notable, but before today, the young man, Howard Richard had never thought of another man like this, let alone desired to suck on his cock. His clothes were tossed in a pile to the side, his own comparably more modest member bobbed and throbbed in the air, as a paw lazily stroked it, a large bead of pre shimmered at the slit.

Woodsworth groaned, spreading his legs more, a heavy hand resting on the head of the otter. "That's it boy." he moaned, pleasure building. "You're just as good as a cock sucker as your brother, and your father." With a chuckle he tugged on the otter's head down to the base. "Mmmm they weren't as persuasive as you are, they needed a bit more work before I could get them to suck my cock." The young man didn't respond, his eyes still glazed over staring ahead. His head pressing deeper into the furry pubes of the headmaster, the smell slowly engraving itself into his brain.

"Better pick up the pace." Woodsworth remarked. "I don't have all night." he picked up his phone, fiddling with the screen. It wasn't sure exactly what he did, but it made Howard increase his pace, his head no longer just bobbing into the crotch but thrusted. The girthy shaft shoved its way down his throat, but there was no choking or discomfort.

"More tongue if you can boy." The headmaster grunted, as the grip on the back of the boy's head tightened. Soon he was using the otter's mouth like a masturbation sleeve, gripping pulling his head down to the base, into his groin.

"That's it..." sweat trickled down the bear's forehead as his pleasure was growing. "So close..." he whispered, barely audible from the noisy wet suckling noises from his crotch.

"Ah! Yes! Ah!"

With a deep guttural groan Woodsworth passed the point of no return, he shoved Howard's head as deep as possible into his lap, and hunched over him as thick ropes of hot bear cum shot down the boy's once virgin throat. Pleasure shot over the bear's body like electricity, his mind going blank from the pleasure, and the power.

It was what seemed like minutes before the bear gingerly pulled his cock from the otter youth's mouth, a thick string of cum and spittle attached cock and lip for a split second before breaking. Howard closed his mouth, and with stared straight ahead with a vacant look. However there was a dopey, dreamy smile plastered on his face.

"Hoo boy, such a good boy." Headmaster Woodsworth panted. "Get up onto your feet, now, Richard." As the boy rose on shaky legs, the headmaster pulled out a cloth handkerchief from his breast pocket, he unfolded it, before clasping it to the leaky head of Howard's cock. The bear's paw engulfed the young man's prick completely. He roughly and firmly began to stroke it in a heavy grip.

"Don't say I'm not a gentleman." the bear grinned as he jacked off the otter. Howard's eyes rolled back into his head as pleasure shot through his whole body with every tug. He was already fairly along with his own ministrations, but that inexperienced cock, feeling another's hand playing with it for the first time ever grew firm like a rock and soon, unceremoniously shot hot young spunk into the cloth handkerchief. Howard only gave a small high pitched grunt as he came, his body trembling and shaking.

"Good boy." the Headmaster wiped off the evidence of his ejaculate from the boy's cock, and with a dry corner, wiped off the chin of his toy. Crusted with semi dry cum and spit.

He set down the soaked handkerchief onto his desk, and picked up his phone. Without looking at the boy, he fiddled around with a few settings.

"Now Howard, this was fun, but now you're going to put on your clothes. And head back to your new dorm room." The otter barely nodded as he bent over to pick up his discarded clothes. The headmaster growled as he spied the boy's virgin hole, puckered between two round cheeks.

"Tell no one what happened today, until I say it's fine. Answer me if you understand."

"I understand." Howard replied, his voice a little cracked.

"Good. One more thing." The Bear pondered for a second before tapping into his phone.

"Tell your father to come pay me a visit before he takes your mother home. It's been a while since I was able to fuck his ass on this desk. I want you to watch."

"Yes sir."

"Good, now go."

The otter, now dressed and close enough to clean left the musky office, closing the door behind him firmly. The headmaster waited for a minute, before collecting his things. He turned off the lights, and locked the door behind him.

Before he left, he pulled out the soaked handkerchief, still wet with a copious amount of otter cum, opening it to the wet patch, he pressed it against his mouth, tonguing the sweet salty semen that lingered. He huffed the boy's cock musk like a drug, eyes rolling back into his head. His cock firmed up again.

Well it wasn't an issue. He could walk the halls naked and no one would bat an eye, he made sure of that. But still, it seemed the urge to rut returned.

Perhaps he'll come across an older student sneaking around at night, who would be willing to let him slide his cock into their ass.

Oh who was he kidding. He chuckled as his hand brushed against the phone in his pocket.

They were all willing. He Made sure of that.