Hottest in Summer: Ch 3 Details in Detention
#9 of Hottest in Summer
Warning: Some Naughty Stuff
(This is where I'll introduce a lot of the characters within the series, all who will share experiences that may change their lives during the extremely hot summer where the moon burns orange and red...enjoy.)
"How did I get here?" Colt asked himself miserably. All of a sudden he remembered the sound of a ruler tapping hard against his desk, the old grayed wolf, Miss Cheeseman, yelling at him, "Colton, you're falling asleep in class again!" He sluggishly picked up his head and looked up at the miserable old bitch. "Sorry Miss Cheeseman..." She turned around to return to teaching her class, "You know you're parents do not pay me to watch you take naps..." He suddenly cut her off, "Didn't you once say our parents pay you to be here...?"
So now he was stuck in detention, and it looked like a full crowd, though there were only a few his eyes picked out. Next to him sat Brandon. The skunk appeared frantic, looking back at Joshua who was sitting two seats behind him. Mr. Turner with his strong walk stopped mid isle where Brandon was sitting, "Mr. Teague, I think it is important that we remember why we are here. Face forward!" The skunk did as he was told, facing forward and fiddling with his thumbs. When Mr. Turner disappeared out into the hallway, Colton leaned over, "Hey, what's your problem?" Brandon started to panic, tugging at the long curly bangs in front of his eyes as he whispered, "Turner caught me and Josh together in the basement. Now he's gonna tell our parents and Josh is going to get in so much trouble when his mom finds out we're together!" he said in a rapid, nervous tone. Colton then gazed over Brandon's shoulder to catch the giraffe's cocked snout. He noticed he was staring at Josh who was stretched across his marble desk, his butt sticking out with his blue and white boxer briefs firm against his rock hard muscular ass. "I think he'll be cool about the whole thing..." Brandon stared into Colton's eyes, "What do you mean?" The coyote gave another glance to make sure he was right, "I think Mr. Turner is faggot...he's checking out your boyfriend's ass..." The giraffe then raised his gaze towards Colton, "Colton, face the front and stop talking! Mr. Daniels, this is detention, not a place to catch up on your sleep. Sit up!" As the tiger growled deeply and sat up with his cheeks in his palms, Brandon spun around with angered eyes, mumbling out of the corner of his muzzle, "That son of a bitch!"
Colton's eyes wandered again. Overall the detention room was a sausage fest. That was until his eyes caught sight of a doe he thought he'd never seen before. When Mr. Turner had his sight on something else, he leaned over to Brandon, "Hey, who's the new doe?" Brandon looked over at the deer fem and then at Mr. Turner, covering his muzzle which formed a smirk. "That's no new doe..." He made sure again that Mr. Turner wasn't paying attention, "...that's Jacob." Colton blinked, observing the deer with straightened shoulder length blonde hair hiding his trimmed antlers, red lipstick on his lips, a red belly shirt, a blue skirt, tight white panties, and tube socks to match, the material ending just at the tip of his hooves. It wasn't until the deer stretched their butt back did he notice the bulge of a sac inside the panties. "Oh my god...that is Jacob..." Brandon nodded his head, "Yeah, apparently the freedom of expression held up in his case." The skunks then turned his head to another male behind the cross dressing male, "Seems like Rob isn't too happy sitting behind him..."
The big brown bear with bulging muscles sitting behind Jacob gave off a bellowing growl, his white beater tightening around his massive chest as he sat up when the feminine buck pressed his butt against the back support of his desk. He might as well have shoved his ass in the bear's face. "Dressed like a fucking girl, fucking faggot!" Rob roared, lifting his big right foot-paw to kick Jacob's desk far away from him. Jacob desperately held onto the desk, shoving his hooves into the floor so that he didn't go flying. As the bear stood up in his gray sweats, which no one could understand why anyone would wear sweats in this heat, a lot of people turned their heads, so as not to get caught staring at the huge bulge formed by the bear's thick sheath and sac. He flexed his muscle, looking like he was ready to beat the crap out of Jacob whom was as low as he could get on his desk. "Rob Smalski, you already have detention for the rest of the school year! I suggest you sit down now or I'll have to ask Mr. Conway to endure it with you as extra credit!" Mr. Turner ordered.
As the scene went on, Colton turned his head towards the window. He miserably watched all the other guys heading home, picking out their flaws and their advantages. Two males he saw every day together were walking towards the school park, wearing the school sports uniform, a gray t-shirt with red shorts that had golden stripes on the sides. The one on the left was Ed Hameln, a tall, skinny jackass. He was usually the obnoxious joker in class, often having a big dumb grin on his short stubby snout. He was also on the varsity basketball team, though from what Colton had been hearing, that wasn't going to be for much longer. On the right was Justin Short, an average brown and white beagle with a four pack. Colton didn't really know about Justin, they never really talked. He seemed like the quiet type of popular kid who shopped at F&F and smiled a lot. Other than that, he was considered one of the best on the soccer team.
Then, driving by in a blue car on the main road that passed in front of the school, he saw a few more familiar faces. In the passenger seat was Zach Paige, a tall pale human with smooth, crazy black hair that went all over the place and a thick goatee. Next to him in the driver seat was Bruce Massy, a black German shepherd with a bit of muscle. Both were often quiet and kept to each other. The one thing Colton always noticed about Zach was that he liked to fondle the leather collar around his neck, usually fingering the silver tag with his name on it.
The last male to walk by the window was a muscular looking Doberman wearing a thin, dirty gray shirt that was tight to his body and a pair of thick bronze colored cargo pants which seemed tight on his butt. His name was Eric Marsh, everyone knew him because of his dad's business, Marsh Repairs. If anyone had a problem with their house, they usually ended up calling Joe Marsh and Eric was often dragged along with him. As his dad pulled up to pick him up from school in the familiar red pick up, Eric didn't seem too happy at all as he climbed into the truck with the tool box in the middle of the single seat.
Looking over his shoulder at the clock above Mr. Turner's head, Colton rolled his eyes. Only five minutes had passed throughout the hour long detention. Running his black claws along the desk, the coyote eyed the detention teacher one last time before digging into his left pocket. It took some time but he finally managed to pull out an old leather wrist band. Sinking into his seat, Colton casually tried to make it look like he was stroking his muzzle but he was really burying his nose into the thick, sweat covered material. He let the band fall into his lap before he closed his eyes, allowing the smell to carry him out of detention and back into Johnny's room...
They were lying naked together for the first; Colton's slender back leaning against John's newly forming four pack. He gasped with anticipation as he felt the dingo's rough paw pads stroke over his side, moving down over his thighs. But as the paw drifted towards his crotch, he felt the light breeze that followed it pass over his...inexperienced package, the paw resting on his stomach. He glanced back at Johnny with his ears lowered, his face lowering in confusion, "Is something wrong?" he asked in a choking voice. The dingo admired the other male's body in the sunlight shinning through his window, the orange really bringing out the colors of their lighter furs. He had been holding his breath ever since the male had taken off his clothes and laid naked with him. Johnny's eyes showed that he was nervous as he said, "I...I don't really want to go further than...this..." Colton smiled as John reached out and gently touched his shoulder. He couldn't help but snicker and hide his muzzle as the dingo leaned forward to put a two second kiss on his milk chocolate colored lips. Johnny mphed when Colton suddenly pressed into his naked chest, wrapping his smaller arms around the big dingo's waist, "I love you Johnny!" A hard blush appeared on John's tan muzzle. Wrapping one paw around Colton's waist and the other around the back of his head, he cradled the young coyote and inhaled the scent of his body fur, making sure to lock it away in his head, "I love you too..."
In the far off college town of Burrows, a familiar orange light of the setting sun shined in through the window of Johnny's small room, angled perfectly to wake the nude, muscular dingo from his long nap. A little dazed, he had forgotten where he was, looking out into the hallway outside his room, only seeing the white stairway that lead down into the house he and a few other college dudes had rented together, his room being at the top of a small tower. Laying his head back down into his overly used pillow, he gasped at the sight in his hands. It only took seconds for tears to come to Johnny's eyes, sniffling as he brought the tiny t-shirt to his chest, inhaling the scent of Colton's sweaty fur imbedded in the old material. He gasped out a chuckle, trying to imagine based upon the size of the shirt how big Colton would be now since he was so puny back then. His heart sank again though as he gripped the shirt tight, "I'll find you Colton... no matter what when I get home!"
End. Please send suggestions and ideas for the series, I would greatly appreciate them.