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So this is a commission i wrote up for FriskeCrisps, totaling 8719 words with a sequel on the way. For visuals go HERE.

Edited by Arkarian

Felines, Feet, and Other College Courses.

It was a rainy day when Crisp arrived at UC, when he left home some eight hours before it had been muggy and warm even in the early morning. The University at Cliffton was his first choice college and already proving to be exactly what he needed; change.

As most young furs now a days could attest, college was that beautiful experience you saw as a chance to be yourself away from parental meddling. Crisp couldn't remember how long he had been looking forward to this exact moment, getting out of the taxi after the long train ride up north. His mother had been a nervous wreck all week and almost insisted on coming up with him, but he reminded her that the family car couldn't 1) be away from his siblings endless barrage of sports and activities for long and 2) wasn't big enough for all of his things if the three little terrors joined them. He then had to quickly remind her past hysterical motherly worry that his dad needed the truck for work.

It was the one last time they could have messed with his moment and he was happy it didn't come to fruition. He smiled, even in the steady drizzle as the taxi driver unloaded the last of his things from the surprisingly roomy trunk and took his payment. The old kangaroo had been polite, if quiet and disinterested the short drive over from the train station. The marsupial saluted his cap back at Crisp as he left, pointing out the large colorful signs directing all incoming, dorming, freshmen.

"Just follow that I'd imagine, best of luck to you in your studies there pup." the man had grumbled out as he rolled up the window and turned out of the parking circle. The wolf waved the car away and turned to the front of his new home with an equal part worry and excitement. He couldn't wait for everything to begin, but he also wondered, not for the first time, how everything would actually go outside of his head. To be honest, it wasn't even his classes that bothered him, but the people. What kind of furs would he run into and befriend? And how would he go about being himself?

Crisp could never be himself completely at home. His family was a 'mass on Sundays' set of 'Holier than thou' wolves from a southern state. To say being anything but that was frowned upon was a bit of an understatement. Crisp was just happy his younger brother was better at football than he ever was so his dad would stop hounding him about it.

There was also the other set of things entirely. His thing for shoes and laces and stockings. Not even on girls, but himself. The feelings of a pair Converse getting laced up around his footpaws did things to his libido. He could be exhausted and just finished reading the entire bible and instantly pop a boner pulling long socks over his feet and start leaking when the shoes came into play.

There was also men in general. Not anything Crisp had trusted his family computer with internet searches, but Crisp had this curiosity for men he didn't seem to have for women. It wasn't that he didn't think women were beautiful, but he found men just as alluring. The entire idea made him hot and bothered and that was not something he could ask his parents about or even mention. So, without any previous experience with that side of himself he was hard pressed for how he was going to make real friends.

Crisp had taken a survey after his admittance that supposedly matched him up with a roommate of similar interests and classes so he wondered about the survey's accuracy the most all summer. He had been given an email address to prompt communication between him and his roomie, but neither he, nor James R. Dawson, had apparently wanted to be the first to email the other.

Crisp took a deep breath and waited as a stout badger made his way over with a dolly. "Freshman?" the badger called out, already tossing Crisps things up before the wolf could reply.

"Umm, uh yes." he managed, "I think I'm in Kelly Hall."

"All incoming freshman report to the Registrar's Office first." The badger replied most likely not for the first time that day. His voice was robotic and tired.

Crisp looked around at the parking lot, realizing it was nearly two in the afternoon on the last possible day to get into your dorm. Classes began in the morning and most furs probably had the sense and the ability to get into their rooms earlier the previous week.

The wolf helped the badger push the dolly wondering what he had missed during the orientation. His dad had either misinterpreted the 'class start date' or wanted to make his wife hold onto her baby longer when he had gotten the train tickets. With an eye roll and a stumble Crisp made him way unto the campus he'd call home for the next few months.

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The registrar had been a lot more chipper and helpful than Gary Badger. The hippo had a ring in her voice and a dance in her walk as she guided him through paperwork and all the procedural things he had missed during orientation. He was given a key card and a lanyard as well as a room key and an ID card. She showed him how the Cliff-Cash worked in the Union and about the hours meals would be available in the Mess hall.

"There's always the Subway or the Chinese place in the union, but it's as expensive as eating out and the Mess hall meals have unlimited portions!" she explained, "No college student is ever full." she emphasized. "Be ready to eat a lot more than you thought you did. When every meal costs money you'll appreciate it you skinny little thing." she laughed as he left with a smile and a nod.

Crisp put a hand on his thin belly in a bit of embarrassment. His grandmother had always said he was too thin, but he liked it, just not when people pointed it out. A blush crept into his cheeks as he and the badger made their way across campus to Kelly Hall.

"Crisp Wolff?" Gary asked, looking at the dorm info from the Registrar. "Seriously? That had be a riot with the kids huh?" he elbowed Crisp playfully which made him blush more.

"Hilarious." Crisp nodded but rolled his eyes. "So where are we headed?" as much as Crisp was anxious about his roommate, he was also ready to be out of the rain.

Kelly Hall was towards the East end of the Campus and was not too far from the registrar's office. A Tiger and possum greeted him into Kelly Hall and explained the rules about curfew and the guest policy. They promised him more information later when Crisp dropped a bag trying to juggle their papers with the Registrars. Unfortunately Crisp was on the top floor of a small elevator and right outside the room was where Gary left rather unceremoniously. The badger gave a salute and just hopped back on the elevator.

Crisp groaned and fumbled for his keys. Room: 12G. The hallways were a bit narrow, set up in a square with rooms towards the outside and what seemed to be bathrooms in the inside. At least his first worry was put to rest, his roommate was not blasting music behind the tan wooden door. The wolf turned the key and carefully pressed his way in.

The room was small, but functional. Two beds, two desks, two closets and enough room for his roommate to have a small TV set up on a table. There was a window in the center of the back wall, creating perfect symmetry with the beds, desks, and closets. Crisp made his way inside carefully, noting the discarded clothes on the claimed side of the room. James had already made himself at home, but wasn't there currently.

Crisp breathed a sigh of relief and brought the rest of his stuff in, working as quickly as he could to take care of his clothes. Sliding open the closet he was pleased to find one half had a set of drawers, the wolf quickly got too putting away his unmentionables, starting first with his underwear, ending with his stockings and then putting some tee-shirts over the later so no wandering eyes would find them. Next he went about lining up his shoes along the bottom of the closet, facing forwards, untied laces tucked behind the tongue. He gulped, letting his fingers run over the last pair and rub the laces. He was tenting badly in a short moment and walked it off, dressing his bed and starting the rest of his unpacking.

It was nice to have this moment to himself, not to be bombarded with questions or his own curiosity and just to be able to set himself up for the adventure ahead. He noted the neatness of his desk, the pencils and pens in a cup and the notebooks lined up and labeled in sharpie compared to the haphazard set up of his mysterious roommate. He absently wondered if he would get picked on for being so neat, it's not like his mother had given him much choice with her own anal retentiveness.

After a while Crisp realized he ran out of things to set up. He had his lamp next to his bed, his pillows and sheets were in place and his bags lay empty on the floor. He remembered something about there being a storage room for luggage bags somewhere on each floor but he couldn't exactly remember anything else besides that it existed.

Before he left to ask the friendly dorm-advisors, Crisp took a curious glance around his roommate's side of the room. He had a few books, mostly school related on the shelf on his dresser, and all of them looked like basic pre-req courses. His PlayStation was decked out with dull first person shooters and some racing game Crisp had never heard of. That plus the mess of dirty laundry was not adding up in the best way in Crisps mind and he hoped again that the Survey was more accurate than it seemed to be at finding comparable pairs.

After getting his luggage squared away his adviser suggested he head over to the mess hall for Dinner seeing as it was almost five by that time. It had been a long day and as much as Crisp felt the need to sleep, his stomach felt hollow. The rain had died down to a weak drizzle, but by the time Crisp had crossed campus to the Union, his shirt and fur were soaked.

Every other student on campus seemed to have the same idea about dinner. The building was packed with furs of all different colors, species, and degree of sociability. There were a lot of groups Crisp took a sort of comfort in recognizing, if only for the fact that things might not be entirely different up north and in college. There were the small bands of nerds, cliché pocket-protector, and large rimmed glasses nerds. There were the groups of goth's sitting in corners talking to no one but staring at everyone, and the similarly dressed punk kids who were a lot louder in their banter amongst themselves. Then there were the beautiful girls, the Facebook famous and the instagram hotties. Surprisingly though, the group Crisp noticed first was not hovering around the jocks only a few tables behind them. And some of the nerdier 'hipsters' managed to sneak their way into every group.

It wasn't a perfect Replica, but Crisp was feeling a little less tense already. He waited in the fast moving line to scan his student card and get into a separate buffet area that must have been the Mess hall. Dinner that evening was apparently Chicken and rice, but there was a pizza buffet, taco and salad stations, dessert area, and large variety of fountain beverages as well as milk, OJ, Apple juice, and water.

In the Mess Hall, there were more tables with more clichés, but Crisp was too distracted by his stomach to look around much longer. He stacked his plate high with rice and the chicken, and grabbed a second plate for a few slices of pizza. He found an empty table by the windows and set those down before walking over to grab a drink.

Crisp was just noting that it was much quieter in the Mess Hall compared to the Union when his walk was intercepted by a large lion. "Hey man," the lion spoke up, "Have we met? It's been a long weekend with a lot of faces you know?"

Crisp had to look up a bit to meet the feline's eyes. They were bright and happy, but he was an imposing sized fur. "I uhh...i just got here like...umm, an hour or so ago. So no, can't say I know you." It was painfully formal and towards the end Crisp felt his eyes looking down towards the floor.

"Oh, well sorry to bother you dude. You just seem like the kind of guy I'd like to get to know. You know?" The lion grinned, leaning a bit forward to catch Crisps avoidant eyes. The wolf blushed. "Up here." he said quieter. "I don't mean to scare you."

He stood back up straight giving Crisp a moment to look around. His table was full of a mess of interesting people. Some jocks, a few hipsters, and a muskrat with so much color in her fur that Crisp wasn't sure where to categorize her at all. They were all looking at either this lion or Crisp, whispering or telling Alex to hurry up or lay off him.

"You siting alone there?" The lion, who was presumably Alex, asked. "Plenty of room here." he waved a paw at the one available chair. "I mean, if you aren't waiting for anyone."

"I'm uhh..." The wolf stammered, but tried to meet Alex's eyes. He locked onto them to establish some sort of foundation, even if it was terrifying. Alex had strong features, big arms, a large torso and belly, stocky legs, the height to make it look fit not fat, and a mane that seemed to have a mind of its own. He wore it traditionally which was rather bold and out there in this day and age. It fell in long thick wafts down to his neck, over his head, and into a beard, though Crisp could still perfectly see his smile as the upper lip was kept trimmed low. His fur was a wonderful shade of yellow while the mane came out a darker burnt orange. Again, painfully traditional, but with his body type, it worked.

The wolf blushed again, trying now to stop oogling the first guy to talk to him in college. He felt his sheath fill a bit and his toes curled in his shoes. He wasn't sure if he wanted to join them, but he knew he didn't want to be swept away into a group he didn't know. He would have preferred make friends the old fashion way, join a club or before class in the halls. In the Mess Hall with a jock was not how he saw making friends develop.

"I'm not waiting for anyone." he said simply. "And I don't want to impose, but thank you." he took a step forward, testing to see if the lion would let him pass.

Alex stepped aside and shrugged, "no imposition at all, but if you really don't want to." Crisp shuffled by and grabbed a cup to fill with soda. "Offer is always open cutie." The lion finished, sitting down. The wolf froze a moment, almost over filling his cup. He couldn't believe what he just heard! Did that guy really just....in public like that? Was that so common up here?

Crisp turned back to the lion who was already facing his group of friends, talking about something else. So casually...Crisp swallowed, trying to think about something else so his boner would go away and he could think about something else!

He took the long way around to his selected table and did his best not to look back at the strange, friendly lion. The strange, friendly, gay, Lion? He shook his head and dug into one of the pizza slices. It was one of those things that seemed impossible for a variety of reasons and yet was undeniable. How could a guy like that find Crisp appealing for one? How could a guy like that be gay for two? And how could a guy like that be so confident with his sexuality he could just start up conversation like that with strangers? That didn't happen outside of movies right?

The wolf sighed, remembering not for the first time that he was rather deprived of life experiences outside of his little town and his immediate family. For all he knew there was actually this dramatic a difference in a matter of three states. It seemed so impossible though. How in his town, and all the neighboring areas everyone fur seemed to be a devoted church attendee. It seemed logical their neighbor's neighbors were the same and their neighbors still. It really wasn't that small a world after all and Crisp didn't know how to feel about that idea. Free, or overwhelmed.

Still, Crisp did feel like he was a bit rude. It wasn't intentional, but he did turn down a friend opportunity and shut the poor guy down. In his defense he was not prepared for such a forward lion, but in the lion's defense, Crisp really should have tried harder to open up. It wasn't like his old methods of making friends left him with many back home, and here after a short two hours he was already provided an opportunity, and he squashed it.

Crisp looked over at the table, shocked to see they were already gone. Looking back at his plates he had already finished both. He cursed under his breath, put his trays on top of the garbage and walked out of the mess hall, hoping to catch them but having no such luck. With a sigh he put his hood back up and wandered around the campus a bit now that it wasn't raining.

~~~

"Yes mom, everything is fine so far....Yes I got my ID......of course I won't lose it....Yes, a badger." Crisp spoke flatly into the phone, pressing the elevator button for his floor. It had begun raining harder after only a little while of exploring campus, but in his inexperience of the grounds he got lost a few times coming back.

"No I got all of my stuff, the driver didn't keep anything it was only four bags....Yes I'm sure. Miss you already too." He went on, stepping out of the elevator, "I have to go now though, meeting with my dorm person. Uhh...advisory. Love you too. Say hi to dad and the guys. Ok, Bye now." The wolf finally just hung up his phone. Moms on the phone were a force to be reckoned with.

The feel of the floor after dinner was new. Probably the regular feel. Crisp was aware of the conversations and life happening all around him behind closed doors and past open ones. There was a presence to the dorms now, a life that felt fuller but not claustrophobic. Crisp was very aware he need only close his door to have a moment reprieve if he wished.

But with his recent lion related blunder, Crisp was well aware he should try and fit in with the floor; get to know names and the like. With the recent weather and campus blunder however, he was aware he should shower and change. His clothes were tight and sticking to his fur, his head fur was a mess and he was a few degrees shy of shivering.

The thought occurred to him that his roommate might be home as he opened the door to the same lion from earlier; only now he was dressed only in a towel. The two stared at each other for a moment, blinking away the shock; it was funny to see that particular expression on someone so large. Without really saying anything, or even planning it, Crisp shut the door and stood in the hall and inch from the wood, his cheeks felt red hot.

His escape plan, if that's what it was, had a few flaws. Namely, that he didn't leave that spot even as the door opened back up and he was an arm's length from fluffy muscle-gut. He looked up like a scared puppy, the bewilderment not gone from the lions face, but now it wasn't as shocked an expression. "Crisp Wolf?" Alex asked the flashy confidence from the mess hall gone, but the richness and resonance of his voice still powerful.

"James Dawson?" Crisp questioned back. The lion blinked and went 'uhh' but it had a sort of purr to it as he looked over his shoulder at their room.

"Uhh, no, Alex Wess. Room 12G?" Crisp nodded. "Well I'm not James Dawson, but this is my room." he held up a key, the bobble reading 12G in fading paint. "Umm well..." the lion grinned now, leaning into the door. "This is your stuff right? And...Well hey man, good to see that face again." He smiled now, teeth flashing.

So fast to flirt, and Crisp was in no position for it. He swallowed a lump so big it hurt and tried speaking again. "Yeah...umm...good to see you too." he took a step back, almost bumping into a passing fox "Sorry about uhh...Well it's good to meet my roommate and..." he tried, none of his thoughts completing themselves out loud. His eyes took guilty glances all over the lion. His arms were even more impressive outside of sleeves, his chest was impressive, and he did more than a double take between his massive feet and the front of the towel wrapped around Alex's waist.

"I should have knocked." he finally finished a sentence. It was brief, but it was progress.

"Don't worry about it, your room too right?" the lion shrugged his impressive shoulders, stepping back in to let Crisp in. "I was about to shower and you weren't here so I just kind of stripped down. I'll do that in the showers from now on yeah?"

Crisp just nodded, scooting quickly past and into the room.

"My clothes were soaked from the rain and some guy on our floor is trying to make a movie night thing happen in a while so I was gunna stop by there. Any interest in joining us?"

Crisp had to find something to do with his hands. His mind was spinning in circles, unsure how to act, unsure if he even wanted too. If it was a question he had to want to look back at Alex on some level right? Some part of him wanted to be at the door a few moments earlier. He chided that voice but it didn't stop.

"I have to shower too." Crisp announced before he realized what it meant exactly. "Uhh, what movie?" he spat out quickly, hoping the topic would change.

Alex was still leaning against the door frame with a grin. "Lion King."

"I've seen it." Crisp said simply, grabbing a towel from his closet.

Alex snorted, looking down at him as he fumbled with the closet drawers. "Everyone's seen it. I'd hope so anyway, it's a classic." Crisp managed to get a towel and his toiletry bag in order. When he got back up Alex was still just smiling at him.

"What?"

"You're not from around here are you?" he asked, not skipping a beat.

"Umm...no, I'm dorming."

The lion shrugged, "My parents live an hour away, but your way off the beaten path eh Tex?"

Crisp blushed again. "I'm not from Texas and I don't like country."

"But you're from the south right?" Alex scratched at the beard of his mane. "I'm digging the accent. It's awesome."

The wolf crossed his arms, wondering how on Earth the Dorm-survey managed to put them together. "Are you making fun of me?" he asked, both unsure of the answer and wanting it to stop either way.

The lion put both paws up. "Wouldn't dream of it. Honest, but uhh, I am standing in the hall in a towel so...can we convene across the hall?" he pointed to the showers behind him. "I really need to get this damn cat smell off you know?"

The wolf nodded, following the lion, trying not to stare at his back muscles. "I smell like wet dog so I hear yah."

"I didn't think about it until I said something, but yeah you would understand huh? Haha I love the rain, but I hate stinking like musk and crap when I get wet in it." Alex went on. The lion turned on a shower head and set the single bottle of shampoo he was carrying on the ground at the curtain.

Crisp was glad the lion had stopped talking. He stepped into his own shower and pulled the curtain closed to undress. It was embarrassing enough he stumbled over every other word with new people, adding a now raging erection to the mix would have been the icing on the cake. He told himself more than once to be normal, then he stood away from the shower head and turned the faucets.

Under the steady, warm stream of the shower Crisp was able to unwind a bit. It had been a hell of a day from start to finish. It felt nice to have something familiar, but Crisp soon realized even showering had its little something different. The tile under his foot paws wasn't quite right, the chatter and laughter behind him was most certainly foreign during showers, and despite the hot water being at its highest, it never got warmer, just more pressure which Crisp was certain was impossible, but he had experienced firsthand.

Still, a shower was a shower. It washed away the cold, and his shampoo was his own and before he knew it, he was humming. Crisp was always the type to take his time in the shower, he preferred long showers to end the day instead of short ones to start them. Still, even the shower couldn't totally distract him. He was still painfully aware of the lion a single stall over. He wasn't sure if he was thankful or more anxious that the lion was his roommate instead of the mysterious James. That way Crisp could at least talk to him tonight and get everything sorted after the little communal movie.

"Whatcha humming?" a feline voice asked him from behind his curtain. Crisp physically shivered despite the warm water and jumped. With a blush and a huff he pulled the curtain away just enough to poke his head through.

"I am showering." he snapped, returning to his shower.

"Oh I see. Sorry to bother you. Just informing you, you should knock on our door if you're getting out soon. I didn't bring a change of clothes over with me. Wouldn't wanna catch an eyeful now." Crisp could HEAR the teasing. Was it even teasing if the lion himself had already called Crisp cute? For the first time Crisp wondered if the lion was actually gay. He didn't come out and say it, but he didn't exactly act otherwise. HE had heard from some friends brother guys up north often act more gay than they are. Metrosexual something or other. This couldn't be that could it?

And if it wasn't teasing could it...no, it couldn't be the lion hitting on him. There's no way. Flustered Crisp shut off the water. He was already clean but no longer enjoying his shower. He hit the Dryer button, feeling the whoosh of air puff him up and dry him out.

Heeding the lions advice he knocked, impatient as he was just standing in the hallway with a bundle of clothes in own paw and a towel barely held up in the other as he messed with the door. "Is it safe to enter?"

"Define safe." voice replied.

"Umm...not dangerous."

"I was joking dude." Alex laughed "Jesus get in."

Crisp shut the door behind him and tossed his dirty clothes into the fold up hamper in the closet. In a moment he had clothes laid out for himself and was looking at the lion again who was fully dressed again.

"So have you ever been in a relationship? Like ever?" Alex asked rather bluntly, cleaning out his ears with a cotton swab. Crisp must have turned red fast because Alex looked rather startled despite Crisps silence. Truth was he had once, in eighth grade and never since. Being in eighth grade it wasn't even dating, so Crisp always told himself he never had.

"I didn't mean it to sound like that. I'm just getting mixed signals from you is all." The lion clarified. "I don't want our living situation all semester to be weird so I'm just clarifying. Having a little pow wow you know?"

"...no."

"Oh...uhh a heart to heart. I'm talking." The lion tried to clarify. "I mean, I call you cute you flee, but you see me shirtless and you can't look away, and you blush a mile a minute and don't seem to be down with much Casual dude-ness."

"Well umm...Are you ...you know...gay?" Crisp asked, returning the bluntness and hoping it came off that way. It seemed like a rude question. Private information. Something you ask a good friend not someone you knew for an hour.

It was apparently a less impressive question to Alex who didn't miss a beat "Well yeah, but it doesn't mean I have to hit on you if you don't swing that way either dude."

The room fell quiet, the wolf presumed that's where he was supposed to speak again but he didn't know what to say or ask. Part of him was busy reminding himself that college was supposed to be his time to explore that aspect of himself. He wasn't sexually experienced in any way but the other part was terrified of even continuing the conversation.

"You are really in the closet aren't you?" Alex asked a little softer. "Family I'd guess but I wouldn't wanna seem rude." Alex took a step forward. "I'm here to talk you know, God knows I wish I had someone to talk me through this shit."

Crisp nodded but didn't know what else to say. His heart was racing a mile a minute and the blood was unsure if it should all rush to his cheeks or his dick. Being flustered just made him harder.

The lion was so close now, that single step crossing much of their free space. "We can start small." he said simply, "Work you up to things. What do you like?"

The wolf gulped audibly in the awkward silence. With a direct question he HAD to be the next one to speak, but his tongue felt fat and heavy in his mouth like he'd just spit up if he tried talking past it. He didn't want to risk seeming lame or uninterested, but he just couldn't bring himself to open his mouth. He wasn't sure what it was about the lion but he knew he felt some level of attraction towards him.

Was that the kind of guy he liked? Muscled and big? No wonder it had been so hard to try and figure it out sooner, every guy in his school who wasn't a jack-ass was nowhere near this level of manly. Every guy he saw online under the most basic of searches was more Crisps personal body type, small and twinky. Effeminate. It had helped, but not like Alex's body was. Things were just clicking into place.

He hardly noticed Alex was walking away at this point. He had taken too long. Been silent too long. "I'll be around the corner at the movie. Stop in ok? But take a moment to yourself, I don't want to push you or put words in your mouth, but I think, judging by that tent there, that you'd like to take me up on my offer." the lion winked.

Crisp couldn't manage to blush any harder than he already was. "Get-get out!" He stammered, turning away from Alex who shut the door as if it would force the lion to forget the towel bulge he had seen. The wolf took some deep breaths and finally, after a few moments, started getting dressed. It was terrible how much getting flustered like that got him going. Alex pointing out his erection and putting him on the spot like that practically made his dick jump with excitement he didn't even understand. As unfortunate as Crisp thought it was, getting embarrassed was definitely a turn on.

This Alex guy was amazing for Crisps libido. All of his playful jabs and comments, every piece of his two cents fueled Crisp's desire. For the first time in his life, Crisp had a plan of action for something of this nature and the idea both surprised him, and pleased him. It was amazing to be able to act on it. To ostensibly have a reason to act in the first place. He quickly got dressed and lay out some stockings and converse for later. He was going to let Alex know the one thing he had never told anyone, and he liked it.

~~

Crisp found his way to the movie after a moment of splashing water in his face to calm his nerves and hormones. Finally at an acceptable degree of arousal, Crisp poked his head into the movie room. Of course, the door was in the direct line of sight of any fur watching the film. The 'Morning Report' was in full swing when he entered, quickly making his way to the back most couch where Alex was seated. The lion had saved him a seat despite the possum and otter sitting on the floor to his immediate right.

"Welcome to the show." Alex said simply, a grin plastered on his face. He was reclined back a bit but still sat taller that Crisp who was still as a board.

"Couldn't miss the Lion King." Crisp said simply, practically whispering despite the numerous conversations taking place at full volume around the room. It was one of those movies you tuned in and out of. One of the panthers from earlier at Alex's table gave the lion a high five and Crisp a confused look and an eye roll.

"John there doesn't think it's fair I get to dorm with someone I'm attracted too." Alex explained without looking away from the movie. "I told him it's one of the few gay privileges." Crisp looked up at Alex's strong profile. The firmness of his features and the squareness to his jaw. Crisp then watched as Alex pulled the biggest cliché in the book, a big lion yawn that included an unnecessary stretch and ended in an arm across Crisp's shoulders. John gave another eye roll from his new seat but Crisp didn't care.

In fact he felt at peace. Alex was warm and relaxing. It was so surreal a moment the wolf just responded how he felt without thinking about it. He rested his head against the lion's side. In seconds he felt a purr resonate threw both of them. It was a wonderful feeling being that close to Alex.

Crisp could smell the soap on his fur; feel the dampness of it and the warmth of him beneath it all. It was a bit overwhelming, but it was worth it. The movie faded out in his mind as he tried to think of what to do next. He would have been content just sitting there for a while, but he wasn't an idiot. Experienced or not Crisp knew things would have to progress and he would have to take part.

And he finally came to terms with how much he wanted this to happen. He noted how much more he wanted this to happen than any of his close encounters with women. It was all so natural this way, his mind instinctively knew what to do with this scenario; what to plan for.

For a moment he pondered what other people would think, what he himself would have thought only a few hours ago. How incredibly intimate this was and with the wrong person. And then, he didn't care anymore. It all melted away because he was happy about it. For the first time in a long while, he was not confused about what was happening in his mind when he became aroused.

Everything made sense. Screw what anyone else thought.

In theory.

Before Crisp knew what was happening Alex shifted and made eye contact, his face inches from Crisps. He smiled; his eyes focused in a way that made Crisp think that he had been looking down at him for a while. They had found where to look and didn't need to wonder. The wolf only had time to register that fact before the lion leaned in and pressed his lips ever so gently to his own.

A kiss that was so basic that it shouldn't have been too ground breaking, but Crisp froze like a deer in headlights. The kiss was all well and good, but the looks of some of the furs around him, the responses were all too much.

"woooah! Check it out!"

"Get it gays! Oww!"

The cat calls came, bringing his cheeks back to their rosy shine. Crisp was painfully aware of how light his fur was around his cheeks, it had to be obvious to anyone with eyes he was blushing. The kiss was over before Crisp could really enjoy it; Alex was chuckling and nodding, taking the cheers in turn.

"Yeah yeah, we're awesome." he responded to a few, "All the way to first base, the real college experience. Fucking nerds." He rolled his eyes. Crisp envied that sort of power. That confidence. It was astounding and alluring. Fucking hot.

"Get a room." John called from the door.

The lion purred again but shook his head in a fake disbelief. Then he stopped, looking over at the smaller wolf with a sort of epiphany. "Wait, we can." he said quiet enough. "Want too?" he asked now, an excited but controlled look in his eyes.

Crisp was well past over stimulated, but put his foot down. He wouldn't be afraid anymore. He didn't want to be so small and quiet if it prevented him from things like this. College was astounding so far and so accepting. They had cheered for him! They had not given him judgmental looks or preached to him about something religious or philosophical. They had simply cheered on a stranger who was happy.

"Uhhhh...." and a whimper were all that managed to escape his mouth on his first attempt. "Well..." was as far as he got the second time.

"Oh come on and get out yah fruit, you're pants are looking pretty tight; Jesus." Some fox in front of them turned and spat, her eyes didn't seem to be focused.

All around the room chuckled and laughs rang out. Barks of hysterics that tried to stifle and silence themselves. Crisp was on his feet immediately. They were all laughing. Standing he could now see he was still rock hard. He hadn't even noticed he wasn't in control of it! So instinctively he did the one thing that made it worse, put his paws over the bulge as if it could hide what was already seen. He turned to Alex who didn't seem to know what to do and then it all became too much and Crisp fled the room.

"She didn't mean it!" some calls came out. "I'm sorry she's a lush!"

He hardly made it to the door before he tripped on his own shoelaces. On the floor, ass up, looking right at his mysteriously untied laces on his favorite pair of converse. Every fetish he had that he knew about rolled into one. He almost jizzed his pants right there. The embarrassment had him near tears as he made his way back to the room, careful to not trip again, but ever so aware that his laces were flailing all about; it made his cock lurch again. It demanded his attention.

The wolf had the room door shut immediately. His faith was crushed in moments. He had been so happy but so quickly it turned to shame. He went under his covers and curled up, wishing it all away. Well, not all of it. He didn't want a certain lion gone. He just wanted the others to offer only support and not actually pay attention. It pained him to realize how fragile he was. How quickly he let it get to him; and inversely, how much he liked it like that. He could feel pre leaking into his underwear and suppressed every urge to rub it out. Despite being in the mood, he was not in the mood. He didn't even know the parameters of jerking off in college. Was it shower exclusive? Fuck.

He could hear the door open and the heavy footsteps of an intruder. "You ok there Crisp?" Alex asked, sitting on his own bed by the sound of it.

Great, now he was making the lion feel bad. "Yeah," he mumbled in the sheets. "I do this a lot; it's nothing special I promise."

"That doesn't mean its ok. Wanna talk about it? You know it's ok to be turned on right? Like, that's just how your man parts work. Nothing to get worked up about."

"I know how it works." Crisp said louder. "Trust me, I know." he swallowed and dug deep. It was now or never. "The attention just makes it worse for me. It's embarrassment."

There was a pause. "You mean embarrassing?"

"No, I mean Embarrassment" Crisp confirmed. "It's my trigger I guess, one of them anyway, if I get flustered or anything I just go hard."

Another pause, this one was just downright painful. Here he was, laying his biggest secrets on the line and Alex was the one with the lack of words!? He groaned again. It was like his dick was making fun of him itself! 'haha, you feel uncomfortable? Let me make it worse bitch!' It was unbearable. And now, it was quiet.

"That's fucking hot." Alex answered honestly. "Like seriously, you get embarrassed and just...what start peaking? Like, how bad does it get?"

The wolf blushed. "Well this is embarrassing, so I'm leaking." he admitted. That was not what he had been expecting.

"Seriously?! Have you even touched yourself yet?" The wolf poked his head out and shook his head 'no'. "Damn...now I'm really curious and excited." The lion was smiling, but his eyes were looking around. "What's with the shoes and socks? Are you headed out?"

Crisp had nearly forgotten. He groaned and hid his face again. He could feel his crotch fur getting damp with pre. "I have a thing for feet and shoes." he spoke up. "I uhh....well I had planned on coming back and telling you."

The moments after all these truths that Alex took to process them were agony for Crisp. It was all so personal and intimate. Not information he would freely share normally. "You wanted to SHOW me you mean." he stated more than asked. Crisp nodded but stayed under the covers so Alex probably couldn't make it out. It was starting to smell like musk and man under his covers now. He was baking in it.

"Well if you are doing all this sharing, I can tell you a thing or two. But you have to come out Crisp." Alex asked in a level voice.

Crisp sighed and sat up, the blanket falling away from him as he swung his legs out to sit at the side of his bed just like Alex. They faced each other, only a few feet away. The lion faced the wolf with an excited look on his face; Crisp returned the look with an unsure glance. His eyes fell on the converse he had knocked to the floor, and the single stocking he could see.

Alex moved quickly, covering the space between them in a moment. Crisp held his breath, but his mouth was soon invaded by a rough feline tongue and his arms were pinned above his head. He didn't kiss back right away, but he got into it, moaning more than he had spoken.

"If you feel uncomfortable the safe word is 'Indians'." Alex spoke to him, waiting for the wolf to nod before pressing their lips together again.

It was in incredible feeling submitting to the lion. Crisp made little effort to fight back against any of his advances just so he could see what they were. The lion had run his paws under Crisps shirt, down his leg, threw his head fur. The lion had nibbled his ears and licked his neck. Every new thing sent a chill up Crisps spine. He didn't even resist when the lion removed first his own and then Crisps shirt. They sat there on Crisps bed in only their shorts.

The wolf hesitated for only a moment before his paws went to Alex's built form. He moved his own paws over his muscles and wherever they wanted. Alex purred more in reply. "Like what you see?" he asked playfully. Crisp just nodded, bringing his paws back to himself in an honest hope the lion would continue his previous activities.

Alex had other plans though. He stood away from Crisp; bring him along so they stood now in front of each other. "Undress me." the lion breathed in his ear, his massive paws trailing along the wolf's spine. "It's time you started participating right?" Crisp tried to compose himself; he was both eager and terrified of the entire concept. He took just long enough for Alex to guide his paw to his crotch. "The belt first yeah?"

Crisp nodded, working his paws to undo the leather belt which was a lot more challenging from the front than Crisp had expected. When he finally had it, he tugged with enthusiasm until it was out of all the loops. "Now the button." he told the lion who chuckled.

"Yeah, but save the boxers ok? I don't want you to be rushing to see your first cock and spoil the magic." It sounded so dirty, but so casual. Crisp had chills but obeyed, messing with the button until it came loose. Alex's crotch was warm, Crisp suspected the same of his own. The room smelled like them.

What was really impressive though was the bulge in Alex's boxers. It wasn't at its hardest yet, not pointing out anyway, but it was still impressive while still this soft. Crisp wanted to reach for it, but he was interrupted.

"My turn ok?" Alex asked, his thumbs dipping into the back of Crisps pants, resting at the top of his rump. The nod from Crisp sent the lions paws to work. He expertly had Crisp down to his boxers in moments and pushed him back on the bed.

Crisp thought he was hard before, his boxers damp with sweat and pre, his dick hard and obvious, but he was unprepared for the feeling of Alex's tongue across the sole of his right foot. He shivered, fell back and squeezed his paws around the sheets in a whimper of ecstasy. "I knew a guy once who had a real thing for feet." Alex explained. "I didn't understand it then, but I'm glad it can help now." He got up for a moment and returned "See that guy really liked shoes too."

Crisp looked up in time to see a sneaker descend on his face. The opening covered his nose and in reflex he tried to flinch away but Alex held him firm. The smell was a mix of alluring and sickening. It made Crisp's head spin but in a way that made him inhale more. The degradation was mentally amazing and pushed his dick past the breaking point. Literally.

No sooner did he take a second whiff did his cock fall out of his boxer front and press into Alex's abs. At that point he couldn't have been embarrassed if he tried. Here he was, under a guy he just met, moaning into his shoes. It was beyond words and still Alex tried to push him. "Impressive dick dude." he squeezed it, milking more pre from his painfully teased balls. Crisp had always considered his length average, but statistically, according to the internet, he was slightly above for his species. What he liked about his dick though, was the roundness of it. He had mercifully been blessed without a knot allowing the rest of his dick to be more sensitive and his balls more excitable to fondling. "But wait, what are these?"

Crisp looked up and gulped so fast it hurt. The lion was holding both stripped stockings.

"You like these right?" The lion asked grabbing hold of Crisps left foot. "You want me to put them on right? Slowly?" The wolf nodded vigorously. "Well beg pup." Alex said simply, pressing the fabric between Crisps toes.

"Please put them on. Oh my god it would be so hot please put them on me!" Crisp said louder than he intended, catching Alex off guard.

"Hehe well I can't say 'no' to that excitement." The lion grinned and purred. Crisp pointed his toes and held his breath. The first stocking went on smooth and slow. The wolf moaned louder than before, loud enough Alex covered his mouth with a laugh.

"Easy there beautiful." Alex said in a hushed voice, "Don't wanna wake the neighbors."

"You started it!" Crisp whisper shouted with a blush. He was out of breath, dizzy with excitement. This was already better than anything he had dared hoped of. The wolf took a deep breath preparing for the second stocking. It was all becoming a lot and he didn't want to end it early.

Alex had other plans. He slipped the first converse over Crisps stripped stocking, the wolf shot up, watching and groaning as the lion tied it tight around his foot. He couldn't even stand it anymore. The wolf grabbed his dick and cupped just beneath his balls and in no time flat came all over himself in a loud moan Alex tried again to cover up.

The wolf just lay there breathing, a mess all over his front, balls painfully empty, and his heart racing.

"Shit..." Alex moaned, his paw dropping to Crisp's neck. He pressed into it ever so slightly, his other paw pulling out his own thick member. It was impressive in length and girth, the head shiny with pre as the lion went to work on it. Alex just looked at the mess Crisp had made, played with it a bit, tweaking the wolf's nipples to watch his squirm and in minutes he came all over the wolf as well, his teeth biting gently into Crisps neck as he did it.

The room stank of musk and men. They lay there together, not even sure if it counted as Crisp losing his virginity, but he didn't care. He loved college, and would never forget this night.