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Breaking the Trend

Math, Science, Gym, History, Lunch, Spanish...it was the same daily routine for five days a week. Robert was a tiger in his freshman year of high school sitting in his 4th period history class. His typical attire consisted of a polo shirt, khaki shorts, and some high top sneakers. Though he had only just started high school, he was already bored out of his mind. The semi-athletic feline tiger grumbled silently to himself as he stared out the window while the teacher continued on with his lecture about George Washington. He already knew all of this stuff before, why he was forced to learn it again he had no clue. All it did was make him want to bang his head against the wall. While he was left alone to his own thoughts, Robert began to wonder if this is what the rest of high school was going be like for him. Sitting in class for eight hours a day just to go home do homework, eat, sleep and come back the next day to do it all over again. 'There's got to be something that can make things get more lively around here' the tiger thought to himself. While he did have some after school activities, he still felt like it was just all part of this annoying, daily trend. The sound of the bell quickly brought Robert back into the boring reality. Everyone else was piling out the door to the cafeteria to the usual Wednesday pizza for lunch. 'I swear if I eat anymore my pizza I'm going to turn into' the tiger grumbled again as he gathered up his things and went into the cafeteria.

He got in line with the rest of his classmates and waited for his turn to grab the usual midweek meal. He took a quick glance around and saw kids busy chatting it up, doing homework, or just goofing off. He wondered how they could be so cheerful when they're doing the same boring daily things. When his turn came, he grabbed a tray and got a small circular pizza from the lunch lady that looked like one of those old witches out of a fairy tale. After getting the usual grub he sat down at his usual table with his usual friends. They were people from some of the different activities he did afterschool. Some bears, wolves, otters, just a small mix of friends. Yet being with them, he began to notice a pattern of talking subjects. Sports, teachers, hook ups, etc. All he could do was eat up his usually lunch and try and drown out the rest of the usual chatter. He began to feel the usual swelling in his bladder and left the table to take care of his business.

He entered the empty bathroom and took place at one of the empty urinals and stood there waiting for his usual lunch stream to leave his body. While waiting he couldn't help but continue to dread the same old boring trend and think if this is what the rest of his life would be like. He let out a depressing sigh. "Isn't there anything that can make things more lively in my life around here," he unknowingly asked himself. "I might be able to help with that." The tiger's ears perked as he quickly took survey of the room wondering where that soft voice came from. He was just about to piss too but the sudden scare quickly got rid of that though he was still holding onto his flaccid dick as if he was still trying to go. "Wh...who's there? Who said that," the tiger asked still surveying the supposedly empty bathroom. "Psst...right here big guy," the soft voice called. Robert looked over his shoulder and spotted in the corner of the room a medium hole drilled in the wall with an enticing finger calling him over. Robert buttoned up his shorts and was reaching down to button up his fly. "You might want to leave that down if you're still interested in making things more lively for ya." The way the voice made that sound made the lion's cock begin to rise and push against the cloth prison. Now Robert had two choices. Just zip up his shorts and head out to return to that same old routine of his and put this small matter behind him or...

The lion walked over to the hole to meet up with the beckoning hand. "Umm...hello?" He wasn't quite sure how to start a conversation with someone through a wall. "So you're looking to liven things up huh? Well put that dick of yours right in here and I'll really liven things up for ya." Robert's ear pinned to the back of his head. Was he really considering this? The lion began thinking of maybe some way of getting out of it without seeming scared of getting a blowjob. Just then he noticed some writing near the hole that read "10$". That's it! His scape coat. Though he wanted to change things up, the comfort of his usual routine wanted him to keep doing the same thing. He reached in his pockets and pulled them out to put on a decent show. "Well...umm...it sounds great but I don't have any money on me. Sorry...I'll just be getting out of your way then..." He tried to sound as sincere as possible without being rude and tried to slowly back away. "Oh don't sweat it hun. This one is on me." 'Shit' he thought to himself. He really didn't want to turn down a free blowjob and seem like a scaredy cat being afraid of free pleasure. "C'mon babe. Your mind seems to be saying no but it looks like another part of you is screaming yes." The hand pointed towards the lion's crotch and the voice behind it couldn't help but stifle a giggle. Robert looked down and gasped. He hadn't realized it but his dick had become rock hard and was making an obscene tent through the opening of his fly, exposing his white briefs. He quickly moved his hands to cover his throbbing tent. The voice couldn't stop giggling. "Aww...don't be so shy...here..." The hand reached out and moved the lion's hands out of the way to show off the bulge in all its glory. It caressed over it in a torturous but teasing manner. Robert couldn't help but moan and buck his hips forward slightly, essentially shoving his clothed boner into the hole and pushing the hand back, just leaving those two together. "This is going to be fun for the both of us..." The hand reached in the white briefs and fished out the meaty surprise. A full six and a half inch sausage flopped out of the prison. Robert could feel the air hitting against his rock hard dick and shivered about what was to come.

Soon the lion began to feel a soft stroking paw work over his shaft, keeping it nice and hard. Already he was beginning to ooze out pre and he could feel it dripping down his cock as well as the sploorching sound the hand made as it picked up the pace. Robert's breathing began to turn into panting as he began to feel a rising arousal in cock. After what seemed like a minute of a stroking, it stopped and the cold air that he once felt on his cock was replaced with a warm breathing. He felt saliva coat his cock as a tongue begin to lap all up and over. This was pure bliss. The lion put his hands up against the wall to help sustain him from this amazing feeling. As with the hand before, the pace picked up again. He felt his cock become briefly exposed and then engulfed and then exposed time and time again. He must have been leaking like a faucet at this point and that feeling in his cock felt like it was at its limit. Robert clenched everything he had, his hands, feet, eyes as he prepared for the unloading. "Oh man...I'm gonna...gonna...", and just like that he came. He shot roughly three or four ropes of cum. He was pretty sure that he could popped some balloons with what he unloaded. His breathing began to return to normal and soon felt tongue lapping over his slowly softening cock. "Mmm...you've got a good taste going for yah hun..." the soft voice came. Robert blushed as he felt his cock become free and he pulled it back into the open. He looked down and saw that his cock was licked clean. It was as if it had gone through a wash. He shoved his cock back into its confines and zipped up. "Well...umm...thanks. That was really great." He wasn't sure of what to say. He just got a fantastic blowjob from a total stranger. "Hehe...you're welcome. Hope you make this a regular thing for ya." Right when he heard that, he couldn't help but smile as he headed for the door. "Yeah...I think this might be a part of day now..."