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My name is Leonard, and my dorm mate for the semester was Robert. We were roommates in college and were about to finish our senior year at the university. I had been taking history and was going to be glad to finish the course this year. Now, being college roommates meant that we had known each other fairly well, and talk about nearly everything. Alas with both of us being male, we had an ego thing that was only worse with us both being male lions. So there was the constant aggression and both of acting all tough and macho. If Stan had any sort of gay thoughts, neither of us really showed them off to each other.

We were both athletes, and had been in a variety of sports. We had plenty of girls on the side, and we always enjoyed bragging about our latest conquests and which of us scored the hotter girls. Any mention of gay stuff, and we'd ridicule each other, not something which we pondered about.

Never less, I'd be lying if I didn't admit I was a bit curious. I wouldn't admit it to Robert, but I had bought a dildo a couple of years earlier in my first year of college. I was nervous, but had found out masturbating with a vibrating dildo up your ass was a fun experience. Though I preferred that method of pawing, I rarely got to use it considering that privacy in college is very difficult. There was also the fact; I didn't want Robert to find out, I'm fairly sure he'd make my life a living hell for it.

Now, I don't exactly know what prompted to happen next, but I wasn't going to complain about it. I vaguely recall something from sociology class as that a few studies showed that almost virtually all males had some sort of thoughts about same sex experiences. I don't know if most of them would ever admit it openly, but it seemed that Robert had them as well. We were out of town for a sports event, and due to the hotel overbooking, Robert and myself were in a hotel room with one bed. So it was possibly a factor of everything combined, who knows.

Either way, it was a few hundred miles away from the college. We were supposed to be heading back the next day so we figured we could tolerate it. The hotel left us with a double bed, and Robert made a comment about wishing he had some virgin ass to fuck. I had to restrain myself, just imagining what it'd be like to paw off with Robert's shaft inside me.

Robert was always making some sort of gay humor, I don't know why that study kept popping into my head but I lingered on it. Was he homophobic, or was it his way of working through his curiosity for other males. Maybe I was over-thinking it, but that got me thinking about what other thoughts might be.

Now, I didn't agree to the weekend in order to test my theory that Robert had desires similar to mine; it actually hadn't ever entered my thoughts. That is, until we found out the crappy little city we were in for the sports event had almost no night life. So we ended up just staying in that night, watching TV. It really didn't help that Robert ordered some sort of generic porn that night for us to watch.

After a long day of running and doing a few other cross country sports, we were fairly musky so it filled the room a bit. We took turns in the shower, in between glancing at the different porn videos. They were mostly cool showers to help us cool off in more than one way. After the last porn flick, it was pretty hot and we were both ready for bed. So there we were, under the covers in just our underwear. I was wearing a pair of tight jock strap style undies, and Robert had a pair of tight purple jockey shorts.

Not wanting to touch each other, we edged over towards our own respective sides of the bed, almost as if there was some sort of wall of fire between us. The covers were pulled up to our bared chests, both of us fairly muscled. We couldn't help but glance at the couples that were fucking quite roughly on the small screen, it was getting dark and the light flickered in the room.

The porn ended and we turned off the TV, and Robert seemed to notice a bit more than just the end of the movie.

"Damn Leonard." He got up and slipped into the bathroom before coming back out.

"What? Really dude." I asked, watching him come out of the bathroom.

"Might want to take care of that before you go to bed. Or at least before you try and sleep in the same bed with me. Don't want it jabbing me or something!" He walked back to the bed, pointing at the sheet covering me. I looked where he was pointing and sure enough, there was tent pitched in the sheet. Giving a light laugh, Robert tossed me some lube and turned off the lights.

He slipped into the bed before I thought to see if the porno had the same effect on him. Part of me was curious if he had an erection, but I was distracted, admiring his tight ass as he had walked to the bathroom and into the bed. Those hidden desires were there, and the porn had only helped my hormones kick in. That and Robert's muscles were fairly stimulating now that I thought about it.

The light was still on by my side of the bed, so it cast a bit of light into the room before I spoke, looking at Robert.

"What, you want to see me jack off?" I offered, part of me figuring I knew the answer, but secretly hoping he'd actually say yes. If he had said yes, I'd probably have gotten up the nerve to do just that, right in the same room. He didn't sadly.

"Nah, I just don't want you to be dangerous with that thing when the lights go out... don't need to try and sleep and get jabbed like a knife in the back." Speaking softly.

"Chicken." I teased.

"Fag." He replied, turning away from me. I turned off the light and sighed, that was his favorite comeback for most things when he didn't really have a response.

"Tight ass." I growled out playfully.

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

"You couldn't handle it... I'm sure of that" as I laughed, sighing quietly at the silliness of our banter.

"You don't have enough to please the ladies... so you wouldn't be able to please me anyhow little dick." Robert rolled onto his side, and pulled the covers up to try and get some sleep.

"You've been peeking and you have the nerve to call me the fag." I put the lubricant on the nightstand and got ready to go to sleep.

"Just stay on your side." Robert grumbled softly.

"But you make me hard." I couldn't help but tease, this was quite a bit of fun. It was a typical type of exchange between the two of us, but it was always done in a humorous manner. I never took it seriously.

"Go jack off." He said, facing away from me.

"Come on Robert. I'm betting you got hard watching the porn too... unless it wasn't good enough for you. Why don't you go jack off instead?"

I heard the smarminess in his voice, "I can control my cock unlike some lions."

"Robert has a hard on..." I sang, part of me realizing that I was testing the waters to see how far Robert would let me take this teasing.

"Nope. Do not." He said flatly.

"Prove it then silly."

"It's bedtime. You couldn't handle a real lion's cock."

He seemed to wanting to keep playing this game, so I reached on the outside of the covers, pretending to feel around for his cock.

"Go away pervert..." He said, pulling the sheets tighter against him.

"Come on Robert. I'll paw if you do..." It seemed like a safe comment. Not gay or straight, just building on his suggestion that I jack off. I would have settled for a mutual pawing session to indulge in my same sex fantasy. What I didn't expect was what I'd call, that moment when you're on the brink of something happening.

Everyone knows what I'm referring to, that moment when you're with someone and it's an awkward moment. Something like crossing a boundary of some sort, if the other person reacts the fall of that brink, the moment then becomes something akin to a terrible disaster. A good example is like when you touch a girl's breast for that first time when making out. If she's offended or growls, you probably screwed it up and she's probably not going to go on a second date with you. Like I said a disaster. Now on the other hand, if you cup her breast and she moans and presses into it, that moment changes the whole relationship and how you're going to handle things that night.

That night, I had reached a moment very close to that with my dorm mate Robert. We had teased each other like this multiple times in the dorm, but it had never come to the type of situation so we were at the moment to see where things would end up going. We usually end up dropping the joking, and just went on with our regular things and ignored it. Who knows, in hindsight it was possible we were possibly testing the waters with each other to see what would happen.

I reached under the covers that he was trying to use as protection and pretended to fondle for his cock once more. I guess it was a test, just to see what would happen and which way it would go depending on the results. He was still on his side, facing away from me. I pretty much expected him to stop me, or at the best and agree that we should just jack off before we went to sleep. I could at least in one way see if he was as hung as I thought he was. I hadn't seen his cock, I mean yah, and we were roommates, but still acted macho and didn't parade around naked with each other.

It didn't quite work out the way I thought it was going to. If Robert had been homophobic, it probably would have worked. I bet he would have whipped it out and pawed himself to orgasm just to show that he was some big macho man. After that, we would have gone to bed, and that would have been the end of things between me and him in that manner.

Once my paw had slipped under the covers, Robert didn't stop me; he didn't make any move to physically stop me. He protested a little, but continued to hold onto the sheets as I slid a little closer to him on the bed, reaching around.

I'm fairly sure, I could have grabbed his sheath through his underwear that moment, but I'm not sure if he was going to stop me. I was a bit puzzled; he didn't make any move to stop me. I was already unsheathed and could feel my cock drooling into my jock strap, and I knew that Robert could smell my arousal and fluids. I heard him panting a little, and knew he could smell me. I faked trying to fondle around for his cock, but he laid there, not trying to stop me at all.

"Go away." Robert mumbled softly.

"Where's that cock of yours." I teased.

"It's big enough; you should be able to find it... unless you're blind."

"So, do you have an erection or all soft like a girl?" I asked.

"Bet you'd love to know..."

"I will if I can find it..." I replied, not wanting to stop my game at this point.

"Go ahead." It didn't sound like a joke; it was more like a dare. So swallowing and gathering up what courage I had, I slid my paw down his belly, feeling the fur thickening as I went lower. I brushed my fingers over the front of his jockey shorts, cupping the bulge that was straining against the fabric. That instant, I expected him to growl, reach down and move my paw away and tell me to move. I slowly felt its length through the thin fabric, caressing it gently and feeling for its size. I'm fairly sure, since I still haven't measured him, that we were both big lions and about the same size. I'm proud to say that I enjoyed being almost nine inches long and Robert felt about the same, but felt much thicker than me. I just held his bulge lewdly with my paw under the sheets, and he didn't stop me and seemed to accept me fondling him.

Giving a little growl, I decided to push my luck, sliding my fingers slowly inside the waistband of his underwear and tugged them down freeing his cock and hooking the material under his balls. Once his cock was free, I moved and grasped his length, caressing it slowly for a bit. It was then that I realized that the moment wasn't going to be a disaster. Robert moaned softly, and slowly pushed his hips forward, sliding his cock in my paw almost in a gentle fucking motion. I gently stroked his cock, and slid closer to his back under the sheets. I was close enough that I was sure that he could feel my cock pressing against his fabric covered ass.

Robert was aware of every move, because I felt him press his ass against my cock slightly. I figured that maybe he was just trying to get comfortable, but then I felt his tail move out of the way under the blanket. I decided to be a bit braver, giving a little growl I stroked his shaft and slid myself closer to him, he pushed back and grinded his ass against my cock. He was acting like a lioness and was reciprocating my every motion, and seemed that my own fantasies were not just my own. I heard him moan very softly as we rocked under the sheets.

It was as if some sort of spell had covered us that moment. Any sort of barriers of nervousness, and macho posturing had dissolved. The change was fairly sudden. I remember that that dark room was pierced by the soft light of the moon as the clouds had cleared, filtering into the room. It casted long shadows as our eyes adjusted to the dim light, it seemed like an old movie with the lack of color. It was so quiet, my heart was pounding in my chest. I decided to continue pushing the boundaries. There was a part of me that knew there were hidden desires, and I wanted him. I growled and leaned in, biting Robert's neck, he moaned softly and relaxed under my touch.

I continued to stroke his cock, teasing his barbs very gently and coaxing precum to drool from the head of his shaft. Finally he started to move his hands towards his waist; it wasn't to stop me, but to remove his underwear, leaving him nude under the sheets. I grabbed my own underwear, and did the same, the material a bit damp with my aroused smell. The air was reeking with the heavy musk of two aroused male lions and we were suddenly both naked and very aroused.

Admittedly there was something hard to describe about two lions naked in a bed when they are both males. Silent and our hearts pounding, light filtering into the darkening room. The possibilities were infinite, and the mood of the room changed quite a bit. I was reaching over Robert's hips once more, after I had slipped off my underwear and resumed stroking his shaft once more. He was still on his side, with his back to me, after we freed ourselves of any sort of clothing it felt quite nice. Out of instinct, I growled and rolled my hips, grinding my slick shaft against his rump, my ears perked and listened to his moans and pressing his ass against my cock.

I rubbed once more, and my hips continued to slowly roll, stroking my shaft between his rump cheeks, and listened to his soft moans. After a bit, I released his cock and slide my paws down to his hips holding them as I worked my own hips against him. I savored the feeling, growling in dominance as I dry humped my dorm mate in this quiet hotel room. He moaned a bit louder this time, and I couldn't help myself but picture him as my lioness and I had to have her. Instincts were running amped up quite a bit. Nipping the back of his neck, I slowly continued to grind myself against him; I pressed my cock firmly against his ass. His rump squirmed against my cock and I bet he was aching to feel my cock.

For a slight moment, I almost wanted him to try and do something; either stop me... or turn around and kiss me. Instead, I growled deeply when he reached back and guided my cock against his ass, rubbing it under his tail lightly. Part of me wondered if he has some sort of dildo or toy possibly hidden somewhere.

Robert moaned lightly, he released my cock and lifted one leg up. My cock slapped between his legs, from behind, my cocktip brushing against Robert's balls, spurting precum against them. My scent growing thicker as I continued to grow more aroused.

"Robert... you feel so good, like a lioness..." I nipped his neck lightly, it was all that I could at the time, and was able to focus on. I grabbed his hips and continued to rocking again, stimulating ourselves and we were both enjoying it.

We slowly started to align ourselves; I had an overwhelming desire to claim him. I slowly reached down and did something I had never fantasized about. It was a spur of the moment, I felt between his rump cheeks underneath his tail, stroking my fingers along his tail hole. I heard him whimper and moan at the teasing.

"Do you want me...?" I nipped his neck, continuing to finger the bud of his tail hole. I listened to his moan as he didn't answer. I growled deeply and spoke once more, pressing his finger into his tail hole. Rubbing far more firmly this time, asking again.

"Yes... Please..." he whimpered softly, squirming.

"What do you want me to do?" Growling deeply, not stopping my teasing of his ass, rocking my hips as my cock continued to stroke against his balls coating them with precum. I bit his neck once more, making him cry out in pleasure.

"Fuck me. Breed me like the girls you date." He whispered softly, mewing a little.

"Are you sure that's what you want... there won't be any turning back... I will make you submit and become my lioness." Growling loudly in his ear, I had never felt so aroused, as alive as I did at this moment.

"I want you... I need you Leonard." As he took a deep breath, "I... I submit."

Grinning as I listened to those words escape his muzzle, I reached over onto the nightstand and grabbed the bottle of lube. As I did, I heard the covers snap, as Robert had kicked them off, he rolled onto his stomach. I watched as he wiggled that rump, lifting it slightly, his tail flicking side to side before falling and leaving himself exposed to me. I laid there on my side, watching as he submitted and was preparing to let me mount him and claim him fully. We were both very active in sports and were in wonderful shape, toned muscles and broad shoulders. The pale light of the moon only helped to accent his muscles under the fur as they rippled slightly. His shoulders tapered down a bit to a narrowing waist, and his ass was round and tight looking. I growled deeply, I had fantasized about things like this, but didn't think I'd be this aroused by the sight of a naked male preparing to allow me to dominate them fully.

He looked very masculine in the light, but at the same time with him offering himself to me in such a manner, laying them on his belly, I knew that I was the alpha male here. My cock throbbed between my legs preparing for what was to come. Using a paw, I poured some lube between his rump cheeks, using a finger to stroke his tail hole teasing soft moans from his broad muzzle. My other paw gripped the base of his tail and tugged on it, holding it up and fully out of the way. I gently worked a finger into him, coaxing more moans from his muzzle. It was such an exciting sensation, knowing I was causing this reaction in someone. He relaxed after a few and I was able to slowly insert another finger into him. I was content to slowly finger fuck him for a while, allowing my eyes to glance slowly at his tawny fur that covered his rear. The muscles flexed every so often as I gently pushed my fingers deep into him. Robert moaned, and started to raise his hips very slowly against my probing, helping his rump meet my fingers. It almost seemed as if he was trying to fuck the bed below him with long slow strokes. I continued to stroke his tail as he rocked, my fingers pumping in and out at a smooth rhythm now.

Growling, I leaned over slightly and brushed my muzzle against the back of his neck, moving his mane out of the way. My sharp canines brushed against the tender skin of his neck as he lowered his head slightly, allowing me more access. He gave a soft moan, exposing himself willingly to me allowing me to become more dominant around him with each passing moment.

"Fuck me. I need to feel you Leonard. I'm a needy lioness." His voice soft, words coming out as a delicate whisper.

I had heard him speak so many times, and this was a slight surprise. I couldn't imagine him speaking like this, considering the entire macho facade that he always put on, the way he'd intimidate some of the smaller furs that went to our college. Now those words masked his virility, his masculinity, and showed off a side of him that made me feel suddenly protective of him. I was brought out of my little wonderment by his next set of words.

"Please. I need to feel you inside me. I want to be covered. To be bred. To be shown my place as your newest conquest." His words dripped with desire, and only inflamed my instincts causing me to give a slight snarl. Robert's ears folded flatly against his skull, his voice fading to a soft whine. I could feel his tail trying to jerk against my paw as I held it still.

Maybe I should back up a bit, explain a little more how we had ended up in this situation. It might help to make things clearer. Earlier that day after we had done our cross country running, we noticed a few girls ogling us and decided to show off a bit. We started to do a bit of mock wrestling and we started to get a bit rougher with each other. Growling a bit as each of us struggled to pin the other under ourselves. After a few minutes, I had gotten the upper hand, pinning Robert under me, my sheath was swollen and fat, and I wasn't intentionally as I grounded it firmly against his rump. I ignored his protests as the girls were cheering me on, as I used my slightly heavier weight to pin Robert fully underneath me. I had gotten him to admit I had pinned him and I was the winner. I strutted around a bit for part of the afternoon, I didn't really pay attention how Robert wasn't acting his typical self around me for the rest of the day. He let me make most of the decisions and didn't argue even when I chose stuff for dinner he didn't like.

Giving a softly growl, I moved and straddled his rump, stroking my cock against his rump slowly. My cock dribbled precum and stained his fur, my scent wafting up. Panting a bit, I groaned and stroked my cocktip against his tail hole, making him whimper slightly. His rump cheeks flexed against my shaft and I rolled my hips lightly. My shaft was throbbing and precum made my shaft glisten, I was fairly sure that he was a virgin and drooled some lubricant along my shaft. I gently guided the head of my shaft until his tail slowly, lining myself up. Leaning forward I whispered.

"Are you ready Robert... to become my newest lioness...?" He said nothing but reached back; spreading his legs a little wider and they gripped his rump cheeks, spreading them wide. From the way we were behaving, you'd think we had done this before, possibly in our dreams, but this was becoming far more real.

In the dim light of the moon streaming through the window, I could see his tail hole, untouched by any male until this moment. Pressing the head of my cock against him, gently slipping in moaning lightly at the feeling. I applied more pressure, listening to Robert whimper slightly.

I was mesmerized as I watched my cock slowly get swallowed by his virgin tail hole, growling lightly into the pillow against his head. I continued to lower myself forward, until I was hilted inside him, my hips slapping against Robert's muscled rump. Lying on Robert's back, I was fully inside him and savored the feeling. We lay motionless for a moment and enjoyed the union; I softly bite the scruff of his neck, asserting my dominance once more as instinct started to kick in.

Slowly I started to slide my cock in and out of him, taking my time and growling out in pleasure at the tightness. It felt so wonderful, better than most of the girls I had ever been with. My ears perked up, hearing Robert's moans of joy, my paws slid up his back, stroking his shoulders keeping him planted against the bed. I repeated the slow thrust out and then back inside him fully once more, and savored the sound of his soft moan and grunted. I did it again, moving a bit faster. I wasn't really thinking clearly, but it should have been obvious, here I was, fucking my friend like some slutty lioness.

"Mmm your ass is as tight as any lioness..." Whispering softly into Robert's ear, tail flicking behind me.

"You feel so good Leonard.. This feels natural... Why haven't we done this before?"

"Mmm not sure... but I plan to do this quite a bit more once we get back to the dorms.." Growling, I continued to drive my shaft deep into him, deflowering his tail hole. The lubricant helped and after a bit, I was sliding in and out, his rump accepting me into him. We were fucking at a fairly steady rate at this point and I wasn't going to stop.

The room sounded like sex, we moaned and grunted and those sounds were all quite masculine. A musky smell of sex filled the air, along with the smell of my arousal and dominance. I reveled in the scents of the room; I could smell his precum once in a while when he pushed his rump up to meet my thrusts. The bed squeaked and strained under our rocking bodies, our fucking was just fast enough to make you crave more, but not enough to build myself to orgasm. I grunted in frustration. So our bodies continued to dance this erotic dance of two males, one asserting his dominance, and another one willingly submitting. It was one of the most erotic and arousing experiences I had ever had, and still consider it amazing to this day.

As we continued, I noticed that Robert was pushing himself back to meet my thrusts and his tail had curled around my waist. I didn't care that it was allowing his pleasure as he grinded against the smooth sheets underneath him, all I wanted to, was to finish and mark my territory inside my new lioness. Closing my eyes I growled and leaned down biting the nape of his neck firmly. My hips were slapping firmly against Robert's rump, making him cry out each time now. My balls were starting to tighten up; I growled my approaching climax to Robert. He said something, but I was far too gone with lust and instinct to really care, I shuddered and a moment later pushed myself hard against him. Pinning him down against the bed, my claws digging into his shoulders as he whined. My cock throbbed and lurched inside him, the smell of my cum filling the air as my muzzle lifted from neck, roaring my claim letting anyone who could hear, know I was the alpha male. I hadn't ever cum this hard with any of the females I fucked; I filled his rump to overflowing. My seed dribbled out around my shaft as I panted heavily, savoring the feeling. Robert's moans filled the air and sound delicious.

Nearing exhaustion, I let the full weight of my body press against his back, laying there on top of him. The smell of our mating had filled the air, our bodies glistening with sweat. Every breath I took, I could smell myself in the air, and the faint scent of Robert, and he moaned lightly. The sounds of our heavy breathing filled the room as we caught our breaths.

"Mmm how was that little lioness?" I whispered softly into Robert's ear.

"Your cock felt so nice sir... I loved it and can't wait for more from my alpha." Robert said, pressing his rump back slightly against my cock. I sniffed slightly and could tell that he had cum at some point. I began to slowly ease my cock in and out of him for a bit, just enjoying the closeness and his submission. Once my barbs had softened and my shaft went limp, I slowly and gently pulled out of Robert. I couldn't help but glance as my seed drooled out of his tail hole, I leaned in and licked him clean, making him squirm and whimper on the bed.

Once we had gotten cleaned up in the shower, we crawled into the bed after having thrown the soiled sheets onto the floor and I wrapped my paws around Robert and we drifted off to sleep.

Now just because that was my first taste of gay sex doesn't mean it was my last, the feeling of having another male submit to me was rather intoxicating. Robert and I enjoyed rooming together for the rest of college and we had quite a bit of fun through that year. Now the macho stuff with us still happened, and the jokes? They didn't stop either, though when we were in the dorm behind closed doors, it was a different matter as Robert played the lioness for me quite well. Well at least most of the time, but that's a story for another day.