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It was so smooth and soft-- that was the most surprising part. The hand curled around his wrist was rough and leathery, but under the denim, inside the boxer briefs, that most crucial piece of flesh, that wellspring of both genetic information and most potent of pleasures, was so smooth it glossed under his fingerpads like oiled glass-- only warm, and gently yielding. It was, in a way, an eloquent reminder that anyone, even with the roughest exterior, may be tender and looking for a caring touch, deep down. The rhino flared his nostrils, his lips curled in a hint of a smirk. Lith blinked, and slipped his eyes away, cheeks red hot. Or... maybe not.

"And the point of highest profit for this equation would be...? Anyone?" The vixen at the front of the class scanned the room. Biting his lip, Lith snaked his paw out of the rhino's pants and put it in the air. His cheeks brightened as a musk tickled his nose-- he suspected he'd gotten a fair bit of it on his paw by now. "Yes. Lith."

"Um. That'd be at 28 point... 6 or so?"

The teacher gave a little frown. "That would be correct, if we weren't compensating for-- have you even been listening?" A titter rose among the students. Lith's ears wilted and his nose dipped. "Anyone else?"

The rhinoceros --he didn't even know what the man's name was-- simply adjusted his pants. A swell snaked well down his pant leg. He was certainly plenty well endowed, though nothing Lith couldn't handle, of course. If he'd wanted to. The feline averted his eyes quite carefully, folding his paws in his lap. As the end of class neared, he cleaned up and got his bag ready-- the second the bell rang, he was up and heading for the door. He thought he heard the rumble of a voice behind him, but he was pretty sure it was noisy enough to pretend he hadn't heard a thing.

In the hall, Lith braced himself. It had only been two days since Melody turned his reputation, such as it was, on its head, and the shock had worn away. Now, he was learning more than he'd ever meant to about Pendleton High. On one paw, he learned that there were many fellows among the students that thought Lith's reported lifestyle quite nifty. He was learning to grow accustomed to anonymous pats on the butt in the hall, though his tail was starting to lash about in paranoia. Even that got petted sometimes. And the comeons and teasings came in all forms-- some gave him peeks, some rubbed up on him with more or less pretense of accident, one fox even kissed him out of the blue and slipped off with a little smile. Melody assured him it was all very cute, and he had only to pick someone he thought looked nice and well hung.

On the other paw, however, he learned that there was a reason he'd never known about all the not-so-straight folk until now. He'd learned not to read anything he found in his locker-- some of them were little invitations or compliments, but some... some were not so nice. The little paper balls thrown at him usually weren't so eloquent-- the word "FAG" scrawled in pencil seemed almost so infantile he could just shrug it off. That's what he told himself.

"This is sick. I can't even-- we'll stop this. I-- we-- I'll talk to my friends. Lith, this isn't... I can't believe she'd just spread this kind of crap about you." Lacey tore up a note that had landed in his ketchup. "You might be a little... slender, but that doesn't make you gay. Not that there's anything wrong with that. I mean..." The canine looked around a moment and leaned closer. "She's just making this stuff up, right?" Her eyes were quiet. He couldn't look up. "Lith... if you wanna talk about anything, you know you can come to me." She scooted over and pulled him into a hug. Like every time she hugged him, he tried not to think about how big her breasts felt against him. When she straightened, he was blushing and wiggling slightly. She chuckled softly. "There's the Lith I know."

He looked off to the side a moment, giving a little smile. "Sorry if I'm worrying you..."

"Oh, don't be dumb. You haven't done anything wrong." She took his paw and gave it a squeeze. "It wouldn't hurt if you talked a little more, though. You've been awful quiet, Lith."

He watched his fingers curl just a little around hers. "Yeah..."

She scooted closer again. "Lith... I can get my friends to fight this. Stop people thinking you're gay. Or at least try... If you want."

He blinked slowly. The notes... the looks... the touching, anywhere, anytime, without warning or permission... it sounded nice, if that would all go away. But... "No." Melody would be waiting, back at her place. Last night, her sheets smelled clean, no horse. Just her. It was wonderful. What would he say to her if he tried to destroy what she'd started for him? "Thank you, Lacey, but I'll be okay."

"It's no trouble or anything, they're all a bunch of loudmouths anyway." She managed a chuckle. "Might as well put them to some use."

"I'm sure they have plenty to talk about already." He squeezed her paw firmly. "Thank you, Lacey. I really appreciate you always being here for me." He shifted and rose.

She pulled him squarely back into his seat. "You haven't eaten."

"I'm not hungry..."

"You get any skinnier and you'll make me feel fat." She put on a very grim face.

He smiled, ears twitching low a moment. "Wouldn't want that." He picked up a fry. It was funny. It tasted a little better than the last one had, even without ketchup.

That offer stuck in the back of his head, though. Especially as the day wore on, and his tail got more twitchy, and the... critics continued their barrage. At the end of the day, Lith had to stop and frown at his locker for a while, arms folded. He wasn't sure whether he was more offended by the content of the graffiti, or by the fact that they couldn't bother to spell everything correctly when it was all written in permanent marker. Those typos were going to bother him every time he went to his locker. He turned away very suddenly and promised himself he'd find a red marker and correct it all tomorrow. That... would make it all... better.

Nighttime came, and he was in the dragoness' arms. He stared at the wall silently as she panted and sighed, bathing in the afterglow. He'd forgotten everything as soon as she touched him, and in the throes of it, there was no sorrow, no bitterness, no doubt. But in that moment when the thick throb of flesh expanding with pumping juices melted into the sedate presence of a hot mass in his gut, the little poisons of existence came rushing back all at once. Like waking from a dream, he returned to the worries of a world he did not fully understand. Her arms were warm, but he could not decide if they comforted or smothered.

"Do I..." His throat was dry. He swallowed, and cleared his throat softly. "Do I have to do all that? At school..." It felt like some kind of betrayal. His ears hung low. The dragoness was silent, and the longer he waited for an answer, the less he wanted to hear it. The more he wanted to seal up his ears, and pull that question back down his throat.

"Silly, silly kitty." Her voice betrayed a soft smile. He could feel it, though her lips barely touched his headfur. "Have I ever forced you to do anything? Think..." Her hands rubbed gently over his chest. "When you needed it, I gave you a little push in the right direction. But the decision to go on with it was always yours." He blinked slowly. It all seemed distant, all those little moments when everything changed. Something warm on his lips. An enticing glimmer of moisture. The soft moans that belittled and exhilerated. "I've given you a push... because I know what you want, even if you don't. If you were still just Lith... as you were the day before that party... do you think you could have approached some guy you thought was cute and asked to fool around?" She giggled softly. "Can you even imagine yourself trying? But now..." She kissed softly along the edge of an ear. "Now... the door is open, and they're waiting. Find someone nice and just... try it, silly little kitty. If you don't like it, momma's dick will be right here where you left it." She gave a teasing grind inside him. "But... I think... you'll love it." Her voice melted in his ear. He was hardening again, cheeks hot.

Something was bothering him, though-- something else. Something that had been niggling at him for the longest time, and now, it had leapt forward in his mind. "How... why do you think you know me so well? I mean... we've been... close for a while now, but we never really talk all that much... and you've always acted like you knew so much about me. Things... things nobody should just know."

"Mmmmmh." She blew a warm breath over his neck. "Someone like me has to know many things." She pushed him on his belly, muffling his querulous mew. "Don't worry, sweety. Your real secrets... are safe." The feline's ears flicked up and back. His real secrets...? The sweet, burning push of flesh against flesh swept everything away in a moan.

By the time he was sitting in his first class the next day, Lith was having second thoughts again. The more he mulled over it, the less he could see himself actually... fooling around with another guy. Pleasuring someone because Melody had brought him home was, er, one thing. But actually approaching someone, having sex with Melody not even there? He glanced around the classroom. The funny thing about guys... they all seemed to be jerks. His ears wilted. That otter over there was a little cute, but he was always smirking and looking down on people. The snake in the corner seemed kind of nice, but he'd heard snakes could be pretty... dangerous. His ears quivered a moment, and his gaze slid elsewhere, across other faces. Smelly. Racist. Loud. Self-centered. He didn't know what women saw in men, honestly. Now, if he could just have the stuff in their pants... he closed his eyes a moment. All the dicks in this room... if they weren't attached to big, noisy, smirking brutes, then maybe... maybe he could have a lot of fun... He blinked his eyes open suddenly, blushing. A sigh. He missed Melody already. She put him through a lot sometimes, but at least she was... gentle, where it counted.

Finally, the bell rang, and Lith dragged himself up. Another trudge through the halls... he hugged his bag close to him and kept his nose low, wading through the crowds. Snickers tickled at his ears, and a bump on his rear might have been on purpose, but it wasn't too bad this time. All the same, he was relieved when he broke from the crowds, turning down a less used hallway. It was longer this way, but he could avoid a lot of the crowd. After a few moments, he realized someone was following him. Or, at least, walking the same way. His tail slowly poofed, his fur standing on end. There had been a few threats, but would someone really...? He glanced back.

Alex, the ferret. He remembered the way he'd smirked way back when the school first took notice of him. His face was blank, now. He must have followed him all the way from class... Lith walked faster.

"Lith!" The ferret pitched his voice low. "Wait up!"

The kitty twisted his mouth uncertainly. He turned around, backing up slowly. When Alex stopped, so did he. "What do you want?" The ferret tried to step closer, and Lith backed away.

Alex sighed. "I just wanna talk, okay?" He glanced around. The hall was empty, for the moment. He spread his paws a little, showing his palms, and stepped a little closer.

Lith folded his arms, pursing his lips, and gestured for the ferret to stop a few paces away. "About what?"

The ferret opened his mouth, closed it, and cleared his throat. "I... heard a rumor going around about you the other day." Lith was silent. "About you... and guys." Lith tightened his hold on his arms, his tail giving a lash. "I'm not gonna give you a hard time. I'm... cool with that." He glanced around again, seeming abashed just to say that much. "But, I mean... is it true?" He looked into the feline's eyes, and Lith blinked. There was something odd in the ferret's gaze. Lith stared at him for a long moment.

"...Kind of."

The ferret waited for more, but Lith just watched him. Alex let a long breath go, and took a step closer. Lith... didn't quite step back. "Listen... I've been..." His eyes flicked to the floor, then the wall. "Do you think that you and I could... do something... sometime?" He dragged his gaze back to the feline. "Nothing serious, just... you know... I'd like to try sometime..." His voice was barely audible now.

Lith managed to keep his composure-- the transition from cautiously silent to shocked dumb was smooth enough. He'd always taken Alex for a homophobe. But... he supposed he'd heard that those were the ones most likely to secretly want it... Or also the ones most likely to try and hurt people... like him. His jaw tightened a moment, and he chewed on all of this mentally. A few moments of staring at the nervous ferret, and he had a quaint little plan. "Alright. Lunch, today, ten minutes in, go to the bathroom on the third floor, West side. Nobody goes up there around that time. Come alone." With that, he turned away and padded off quickly, tail flicking behind him. He even thought he'd pulled that off with a dash of cleverness and good presentation, for coming up with it on the spot.

That bathroom was pretty secluded, but it could be seen from many of the windows in the classroom doors nearby. Lith could hide in a nearby room and watch to see if Alex really did come alone. If not, he could slip away when they thought they'd have him trapped. That way, he could find out if Alex was telling the truth without risking his hide. He was so satisfied with his little spot of tactical aptitude that he was wiggling with amusement through most of his next class.

Of course, there was one little detail he'd forgotten. He only realized after he'd hidden away, waited, and watched as the ferret came up alone, looked around furtively, and slipped into the restroom. Only when Lith stood in front of the restroom door, about to push it open, did he realize-- he'd agreed. To do it. With Alex. His thoughts flashed back to that uncertain face. Shy, wanting, but fearful. It was... strange. Was that what he'd looked like, with Melody? With Jag? He thought about... touching Alex. He braced internally, but... the usual disgust wasn't there. Something uneasy, but...?

The door swung open, revealing a ferret, his ears flat and his nose down-- till he gave a start at the feline blocking his way. Lith blinked, swallowed, and put on a smile. He pushed Alex inside.

"I-- uh-- I came alone..." The ferret's voice was hushed, even though there was probably nobody within fifty feet. Lith pushed him gently into a stall and locked it behind them.

"Well, we'll just have to fix that, won't we?" Lith smiled despite himself. Alex gave a nervous smile in return. That was it... as long as the ferret was more nervous than he was, Lith could pretend he knew what he was doing. "Now, how far were you wanting to go?"

"How far? Um-- mmmf!" The kitty pushed a sudden kiss to his lips, and slid a paw between the ferret's legs, firmly cupping the swell under his zipper. He could feel it throb as, for just a moment, he slid his tongue between the ferret's lips.

He broke the kiss suddenly, nose almost touching the ferret's as he smiled, more smoothly now. "Tell you what... just say stop when you don't want any more, hmm?" His other paw undid the ferret's belt and nimbly opened his pants. The ferret gave a hint of a nod, panting softly, and Lith chuckled, stealing another kiss. It felt so odd... but it was just... coming. He felt like he was just slipping into Melody's shoes, if only for a moment. Doing what he thought she would do. His fingers slid slowly underneath the front of the ferret's briefs as his pants fell in a heap on the floor. Hot flesh brushed across his fingers, and he slowly turned his paw to wrap around it. Already hard... and it was so strange. The ferret's cock wasn't huge. If anything, he thought it might have been a little smaller than his own. Just a little... it felt bizarre to squeeze a hard little prick that actually fit easily in his palm, that he could wrap his fingers around one-pawed. It was so hard... Was it always this hard, or was Alex really enjoying this? He didn't feel like he was edging just yet... Lith dragged a nip off the ferret's lip before breaking the kiss again. He met Alex's eyes once with a devious little smile as he sunk to his knees.

The smell was different. It could hardly qualify as a musk, really. It was masculine, but not near so thick or spicy. Just... a scent. Briefs peeled away, and he confronted it, nose to tip. Bright red, a bit pointy, not quite like any he'd seen, but not so odd. Like a new friend that seems like an old friend. He licked tenderly at the tip, and pre smeared on his tongue. A soft chuckle in his gut rolled into a purr. A mild taste, but there was nothing wrong with that. His paw slipped up to palm the ferret's cute little sack-- it easily sat in his cupped fingers. He rubbed over the firm little nuts, feeling a little silly to find something so similar to his own equipment so... new, and strange. Maybe this really was normal. Maybe most people had dicks like this-- hard and twitching and hungry, but not so big they intimidated-- just... a dick. Just a little more than a mouthful... His cheeks brightened at that thought. His lips parted, and he gently pressed the tip between them, letting him push into the warmth of his muzzle. His eyes hooded as if they grew drowsy. He didn't need to see to know his way around.

The slow press, lips dragging over hard flesh. The gentle teasing of the tongue, feathering over spots, testing his limits, his weaknesses. He was getting used to this, the first, gentle kiss, when he grew acquainted with a new and strange rod of flesh. He was right-- Alex was already overexcited, and by the way he throbbed, he'd be blowing soon. Lith moved slowly, his every touch dragging almost sluggishly. He drew the ferret deeper, letting him glide up his tongue to nuzzle into the roof of his mouth. It was odd, being in control-- not just in the sense that Alex let him set the pace, but that the shaft fit easily in his muzzle, without dragging against all sides at once. He could slide his tongue up and around it almost effortlessly, washing over each inch he drew in. His eyes cracked open, sliding up. The ferret was staring down at him, mouth open, panting softly. He was even blushing a little. The way he was acting... Lith smiled softly around that shaft. He knew it was the ferret's first time getting blown by a guy, but he suspected it was a little more significant than that...

A little treat, then. It would be close, the way the ferret was throbbing, but Lith slowly sunk deeper, guiding that bulging, drooling tip to the back of his muzzle. Swallowing a few times in preparation, the feline relaxed his throat. With one slow, smooth motion, he pushed, gently sliding the tip of that dick right down his throat. It barely lodged entirely inside his neck before his nose pushed to the ferret's hide, hilting that rod in the kitty's face. A deep, shaky moan rolled overhead as thick, dangerous throbs swelled against the kitty's tongue and massaged the tight muscles of the gate to his throat. Two desperate paws wrapped around the back of the kitty's head as thick gushes of seed plastered the inside of the kitty's throat, several rather powerful jets sliding down his gullet before it tapered off into little spurts, then nothing. The feline waited patiently, then gave one long, firm swallow, milking the last drop from that tip. Alex shivered audibly. Lith slid back slowly, letting the head pop softly free of his throat, and he licked over the shaft tenderly a moment, smiling around the thick of the shaft as he peered up at the ferret.

Alex gave a shy little chuckle in return. He shifted as though to pull out, but the kitty laid a paw on his hip, holding the ferret gently to the wall as he tenderly suckled at the spent shaft. Just a warm, delicate draw, and after a moment, a careful caress of the tongue. A hint of a whimper in the ferret's throat melted into a moan, and slowly, the softening shaft hardened again. Lith teased and nursed at the shaft until it was starting to throb with hunger, and finally, he released it with a sudden pop and a sigh, tongue playing across his lips. The feline smoothly rose to his feet before the depantsed ferret, wearing a devious little smile. "Do you want to stop?"

The ferret stared. A swallow, and he murred, "nno?"

Tilting his head, Lith looked the ferret in the eye. "Are you sure?"

Drawing a deep breath, the ferret drew himself up a little. "Yeah!"

"Hmmm..." The feline turned away, deftly undoing his belt and popping the button on his shorts. The fabric sagged in back, just as he leaned back, letting that bare shaft nuzzle into the cleft of his cheeks through his briefs. "What do you wanna do next, then?"

A long, low breath rolled from the ferret as that tip poked through his underwear. "I... yeah."

Lith peeked over his shoulder. "Hmmm? Yeah, what? Something you want?" He swayed his hips a little, dragging that shaft from side to side as it slowly pushed more firmly into the crevice between those cheeks.

"Let's... do it." The ferret slipped a paw around the kitty's hip.

"Do what? I'm sorry, this kitty doesn't understand."

A slow growl. Alex pushed the kitty's shorts down, and yanked down the back of the kitty's briefs. Hot flesh slid between those cheeks, and Lith drew a slow breath, closing his eyes just a moment. It was definitely hard... so very hard, shoving around between his cheeks, poking blindly for that spot. He quietly slid his underwear down as the ferret reached down, fingers sliding down that vally to scout the way. A touch to his pucker and Lith gasped softly. The ferret pushed a few times, testing, to make sure. The feline shuddered softly, smiling despite himself. He had to swallow a purr. Finally, the fingers retreated, and for a moment, nothing. Then the tip nuzzled in between his cheeks once more, and pushed right to his entrance. Lith drew a slow breath. The feel of pressure was familiar, but the slender shaft felt like it could take him with just a firm push. Alex was grinding slowly, just feeling it out, and with just a light smattering of saliva and pre, he was working Lith open ever so gently. Flesh yielded, dragging slickly, and he slowly opened around that grinding tip. The head pushed past his tight ring, and soft, tender moans rose from the both of them. Shaking just a hint, Lith slowly bent over, grasping at the far wall of the stall for support.

"Do it," he breathed.

The push slid Alex in right to the hilt, his hips plastering firmly to the kitty's plush rear and spreading it around him. Alex even took a moment to admire the sight-- Lith's rather plump butt, spread and flattened against the ferret's lower belly, his tail giving a slow lash and revealing just a glimpse of the ferret's shaft under the tight lip of a spread anal ring. Lith glanced up after a moment, drawing slow, deep breaths, and gave a slow, firm roll of his hips, grinding the shaft around his insides. Alex cleared his throat and took hold of the feline's hips before drawing to smoothly slide in a second stroke.

There was no deep churning. No tantalizing pain of his body threatening to tear apart in a dozen places. Only the firm shove of hips to cheeks, the slide of hard flesh across his tightness, and the slick warmth pushing against his insides. It felt... not lesser, but... simple. Honest. And the way the ferret shuddered and groaned as he pounded and pounded away, Lith was slowly blushing despite himself. He squeezed gently around that shaft, and the ferret nailed his hips to that rear hungrily, a breath of a growl in his throat. Alex needed it. Lith closed his eyes slowly, arching his back and gently drawing tight around that shaft, enticing him. Harder. Deeper. More. He could take it all. The more Alex poured his pent up lust into pounding that hole, the more he wanted.

Finally, his voice sparked in his throat. "I can take it. Don't worry about me. Harder!" His voice sounded strange in his ears, echoing off the cool walls. He blushed brightly, his shaft hanging hard and drooling steadily-- and throwing pre on the wall as his hips lurched forward, the ferret driving powerful, hungry thrusts into that tight hole relentlessly. Lith moaned out despite himself, mouth hanging open as he panted. Yes. It wasn't Melody's immense, earth-shattering beast, but he could feel the heat, the lust, seeping into his flesh, the stab of need-wracked meat against his depths. And he could feel it-- the moment when Alex gave up everything, all self-restraint, all of his worries about how he looked or who might know or if this was right, and he just plowed into that hole with everything he was. He felt the animalistic abandon, and he felt the strain-- he was fucking him with every ounce of his strength. And he could take it. Lith shuddered and clawed at the wall, panting and moaning with need. This was... something new. Something precious and terrible and delicious, something that scorched his insides and made him only seize tighter.

And then, the seed. It slopped everywhere, and Alex couldn't stop. Like water on a fire, it smeared across his searing ring, bringing tingling, unnerving relief to the delicious pain of pure friction. The thrusts melted into a senseless grinding and mashing of his cheeks against those hips, until the stillness brought a shocking silence, filled only by the panting of two dazed boys, mashed against the stall walls with their dicks oozing the last of their loads. Lith rested his head against the wall, cool and sweet to the touch.

Silence seemed to fit the moment well, and neither quite brought themselves to break it. Even as the ferret pulled out, Lith managed to let slip only a soft gasp, and the two dragged their clothing back on with one more quiet kiss between them. Lith slipped out of the stall first, turning only to smile for a moment before walking out. In the hall, he drew a deep breath, and let it go. Well. He had something to tell Melody about, finally.

The dragoness was very pleased. Even if she hadn't been giggling softly now and then as he'd related the tale, he could tell by the way she throbbed inside him. She nibbled slowly along his shoulders as he finished, her hips already starting to stir hungrily. She wanted more.

The next day, after first period, Lith took the detour again to avoid the crowds. And once again, he heard footsteps behind him as he slipped away from the worn roads. When he turned, however, he found not only a ferret, but a raccoon and a dachshund-- all shifting their feet and smiling shyly. Lith blinked, and gave a slow, wry little smile, fighting down a blush.

Jag still showed up now and then, when Melody felt like mounting a big, beefy fellow. He loved to mount Lith when they had him around, but at school, the kitty generally avoided him. Of course, as Lith slowly found himself "introduced" to more and more people, friends of friends and such, it was only a matter of time, he supposed. People still threw wads of paper and left nasty notes, but Lith found that, the more people he knew that thought it wasn't so bad to fool around, the less he cared what the narrow minded folk thought-- and the more people he knew he could count on, should the worst happen.

It wasn't perfect, but in an odd way, Lith began to form a social circle. For the first time, he was smiling and waving to people in the hallways, and grouping up to work on homework. It all seemed very silly to him when he stopped to think about it, but... he was happy. In the days to come, the remainder of his senior year, he still had much to learn, and many peculiar folk to meet, but for now, he was happy. He wasn't alone anymore. And somewhere, a dragon was very proud.