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Hey everybody! Here is chapter 5 of "Those College Years." I want to thank everyone who has read, commented on, and faved any of the previous chapters, and I hope you enjoy this one just as much!

I also want to dedicate this chapter to all my closest friends (you know who you are). You've been there for me through thick and thin, and how you've put up with me these nearly fifteen years is beyond me. I only wish I could be as good a friend as you guys are for me. <3

As always, the usual warning applies...if you are not interested in hawt doggy sex between two males, you sure click on interesting links...

Enjoy!

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Ty had no idea why he had awoken so uncharacteristically early. Glancing furtively around the room, he searched for some explanation, some lurking danger. Mark, who had felt the small wolf stiffen in fear, squeezed him reassuringly, and Ty slowly calmed down, secure that he must have been aroused by nothing more than a dream.

Then he felt it again...an all-too familiar feeling.

"Uh oh," he said softly, hoping in vain that he was imagining things. Focusing frantically, he tried to tell himself that he wasn't really feeling that sensation in his gut. It wasn't working.

His stomach lurched again, and with a sinking feeling, he realized exactly what was about to happen. With unfailing urgency, he leapt out of the bed and bolted to the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before the contents of his stomach decided to vacate their premises. He wretched loudly, his stomach spasming painfully and eliciting groans from the grey wolf. His stomach clenched again, and his body was wracked with heaves. When the small wolf looked up, Mark was standing in the doorway with a concerned look on his face, dressed only in his boxers.

"Hun?" he asked plaintively, clearly worried about his wolf.

Ty forced a smile, but before he could reply, another round of heaves doubled him over onto the floor. Mark rushed to pick him up, propping him onto the toilet and rubbing his back soothingly. His paw quickly found the smaller wolf's sweet spot, and he could feel Ty's body slowly start to relax. He nuzzled him comfortingly.

"Honey," Mark said with concern plain on his voice, his eyes darting to the mess in the toilet, "I think you need to see the nurse."

Ty moved to shake his head, but another quick round of heaving stopped him mid-refusal. With tears welling in his eyes from the spasms, he looked up at the white wolf. Mark's heart melted when those wet, green eyes peered into his, and he bent over to pick him up.

"No 'ifs, ands or buts' about it, little wuff," he said soothingly, carrying him back to the room. "You're going to the nurse."

Ty could merely groan in response, stirring fitfully in the larger wolf's arms and sending a pang of guilt down Mark's spine. He simply couldn't bear to see his love in pain, and he was going to do everything in his power to amend the situation. As gently as he could, he placed Ty atop the bed and began to get dressed, noting with dismay that he had class in a mere three hours. He dismissed the thought as soon as it occurred; his lover needed help, and that was all there was to it.

* * *

Mark couldn't help but pace as he awaited the nurse's diagnosis. The badger, kind as she was, had not allowed the larger wolf to go into the examination room with Ty, relegating him instead to the clinically sterile waiting room. He nearly jumped when the small wolf emerged from the short hallway, looking as despondent and dejected as ever.

"Well," he asked urgently, "what is it?"

Ty looked up drearily, and Mark noticed for the first time that his wolf looked like he was about to collapse. He moved in close, and Ty leaned on him appreciatively.

"She thinks I've got some sort of stomach virus," he said feebly. "There's nothing she can give me for it." He yawned, trying to fight his drowsiness. "I just have to wait it out."

This brought a frown to the larger wolf's face, and his ears drooped in sadness. The last thing he wanted to see was his companion suffering through this sort of sickness un-aided. He squeezed Ty tightly.

"Don't worry, babe. You've got me," he said, planting a kiss on the top of Ty's head and ruffling his fur.

"And for that, I will be always thankful," the small wolf replied, letting himself sink into Mark's strong embrace. His body had used up nearly all of its energy, and he was close to passing out again.

Typical Monday.

* * *

The strength had ebbed slowly back into Ty's limbs as they walked back to his room. By the time they reached his sanctuary, he was able to hold himself upright without support from the other wolf. Nonetheless, as soon as the door closed, he stripped down to his boxers and curled up on the bed, secure once more in its warm comfort. He sighed loudly, trying to ignore the sensation that his stomach was repeatedly turning itself inside out.

Mark sat next to him on the bed, stroking the curled-up wolf gently. Ty groaned contentedly in response, twisting his head so that Mark was scratching him at the base of his ears. The white wolf smiled; Ty just seemed to be cute without any effort...or perhaps it was simply the fact that they were madly in love with each other. Either way, it seemed that Ty could always bring a smile to his face, a fact which the small wolf had abused more than once.

"Honey," Mark said, leaning down to plant a kiss on Ty's cheek, "I want you to promise me that you're going to take it easy today."

Ty grunted something that sounded close enough to a "yes", and a satisfied Mark gently lay down next to him, grabbing the small wolf and squeezing him affectionately. The grey wolf squeezed back with what strength he had left; the fog of sleep was already starting to descend upon him, and Mark could feel the small wolf's heartbeat slowly dropping to a crawl. The white wolf started to lick at the back of Ty's neck, earning a groggy murr in response. Within moments, Ty's breath slowed and his body relaxed as he descended once more into unconsciousness.

"Sleep well, babe."

* * *

Mark lay by Ty's side as long as time would allow. However, he could not escape the inexorably advancing hands of the clock as his first class approached. Heaving a great sigh, he slowly tore himself away from the grey wolf and began to dress himself; every once in a while, he threw a glance at his lover, making sure that he remained undisturbed. Save for an occasional fitful jerk or mutter, Ty remained blissfully asleep.

Throwing his backpack over his shoulders, Mark moved toward the door pausing to kiss Ty gently on the forehead. As soon as the door clicked behind him, he reached into his pocket and grabbed his phone, flipping it open and hitting the speed dial. It rang only once before Ethan picked up.

"Hello," the golden answered sleepily, making Mark grin; Ethan had class in ten minutes and had just risen from bed.

"Ethan," the wolf replied, "it's Mark. Listen...Ty's really, really sick and I'm worried about him."

He heard a yawn from the other end.

"Did you take him to the nurse?"

Mark scoffed, "of course I took him to the nurse; he was throwing up uncontrollably" he explained, "and I just wondered if, maybe, we could all check up on him over the course of the day."

"Sure thing," Ethan replied in his typically gentle voice, sending warmth through Mark's body. He could always count on Ty's friends to take care of the small wolf in his moments of need.

Smiling and confident now that his love would be cared for, Mark hung up the phone and walked briskly to class. He had to admit, though, that physics wasn't going to be quite the same without Ty to keep his attention; perhaps he might actually be productive, he thought with a grin.

* * *

Ty groaned loudly when he woke up, reaching futilely for Mark, forgetting that the white wolf had to be in class. He moaned when his arms grasped empty space, but he noticed with pleasure that his stomach seemed to be under control now. Forcing his eyes open slowly, he slinked out of bed and plunked himself down at his desk. A pang of guilt struck him as he realized that he should still be resting, but he consoled himself with the importance of checking his e-mail; he did, after all, need to inform his professors of his illness. Moments later, however, an IM from Jayden flashed onto his screen.

"Ty, get your ass back to bed," it said simply, prompting a wry smile from the wolf.

"I am in bed," he lied, "that's the benefit of having a laptop "

Jayden's reply was quick.

"You're sitting at your desk on your computer, you liar. Now get your ass back to bed."

Ty grinned; his friends knew him too well. However, as soon as he tried to respond, Jayden spammed "Ty, get your ass back to bed." Knowing the dragon, he would keep that up until the wolf relented; there wasn't really much choice in the matter. With a sigh, the grey wolf signed off of AIM and slumped down in his chair. It was tough love, but it was love nonetheless.

His thoughts quickly turned to Mark, comfort flowing through his body as his mind dwelt on the image of his lover. He could see the white wolf's lean frame moving gracefully through the door, his muscles rippling under his too-tight clothes as he moved in close. He could nearly feel the heat radiating off of him as the mental wolf pulled him tight, his strong arms snaking their way down the grey wolf's back. He could see the sunlight playing in those deep blue eyes as Mark slowly leaned in for a kiss. He could almost smell him in the room.

With a start, Ty snapped back to reality, the warmth only slightly dimmed by the absence of his wolf. He could feel a familiar tightness in his nether regions, and he looked down to see his boxers spotted with pre, prompting a shake of his head. Evidently, it took a lot more than a stomach virus to dampen this wolf's flame.

Completely ignoring the occasional jump in his stomach, Ty slowly undid the button on his boxers' fly. A very eager wolf-cock sprang through, already wet at the tip from the thought of Mark. Slowly, savoring every sensation, Ty ran a finger across the underside of his cock, shivering as it twitched at the attention. He hadn't soloed in a long time, and the feeling of his own hand was delightfully foreign.

His thoughts turned once more to Mark, this time undressing the wolf in his head. The imaginary wolf smiled at him, encouraging him to go farther, and Ty's mind was more than eager to please.

A small burst of pre leaked out of his tip, making his hands sticky as he gasped in pleasure. Fighting the urge to attack the erection with his usual ferocity, he slowly continued to run his finger up and down his shaft. He shivered again; he wasn't used to being stimulated so very slightly. Tingles started running up and down his spine, making the small wolf shudder and moan quietly.

He imagined a fully naked Mark now, the larger wolf bending Ty over gently but with undeniable strength. The forcefulness was unnecessary; Ty was eagerly awaiting what was to come. The imaginary wolf placed his stiff member at the entrance to Ty's ass, its warmth already radiating into the small wolf's underside.

A knock at the door brought Ty's attention back to reality. With a sinking feeling, he noticed that the door was unlocked. That couldn't be good.

Springing to his feet, he tried desperately to coax his hard-on back into his boxers, vainly attempting to banish the mental images of Mark getting ready to drill his ass. He searched frantically for his PJs, barely locating them and throwing them on before the door opened, revealing Ethan standing in the doorway.

"Oh, hey," Ty said as nonchalantly as he could, praying that the golden hadn't noticed his rapidly receding tent.

"Having fun?" the golden responded, making Ty blush as he stammered a response. Ethan simply chuckled. "Nothing new," he said gently, his eyes darting very briefly to Ty's crotch. "Anyway," he went on, "Mark asked us to check up on you. Evidently, you're doing fine," he said with a smile and a wink.

Ty blushed again; there was no denying he had been caught in the act, and it was always embarrassing, no matter how close the family members grew.

"Yeah, thanks," the wolf mumbled, looking down at the floor.

"No problem," Ethan laughed. "Try not to have too much fun. I think you might want to save some energy for your immune system."

Ty forced a smile as Ethan let the door close. Looking down at his crotch sadly, it occurred to him that it wouldn't be very safe to continue, not with standing orders for his family to check on him. No...Mark was going to have to deal with this situation the next time it arose.

* * *

The day continued uneventfully for Ty. His family members stopped by frequently to make sure he was doing fine, keeping him company briefly before continuing in their daily grind. Jayden had the distinguished misfortune of checking on Ty in the middle of a painful bout of stomach cramps, a situation which ended with the wolf curled up tightly in the dragon's lap, whimpering in pain until the spasms passed. Even the stoic dragon had been moved by the pitiful sight, and he stayed to make sure the grey wolf got back to sleep before continuing to his next class, chocking up his lateness to friendship.

Mark's day, on the other hand, was one of the busiest he had had all semester. He barely had time to get his work in for the day, and it didn't help that his poor wolf was never far from his mind. Every time he thought of the little wolf, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathetic pain. He knew he had to do something to cheer him up, and he voiced his concerns at lunch.

"You know," Jake replied to Mark's inquiry, "it's really not hard to get Ty happy. Yiff him or cuddle him," the panther said with a grin while the rest of the table laughed; it wasn't far from the truth.

Mark blushed. How they were able to hold such a discussion in the middle of a crowded cafeteria was beyond him, and he was shocked that they hadn't already attracted the attention of some of the surrounding furs.

"He's sick as hell," he said dejectedly. "I doubt he'd be up for that sort of stuff."

Jayden snickered, "you don't get this, do you?"

The white wolf simply looked back with a blank expression on his face.

"OK," Jayden went on, "say you have a graph of how horny most guys are. It would probably be a normal bell curve," he said, tracing the shape with his hands, "with most people having average levels of horniness, some being almost asexual, and others pretty much always looking to screw something." He paused to make sure Mark understood, and he continued when the wolf nodded. "Tyler isn't on this graph." he said smiling, "because he was too far on one side."

The group guffawed loudly; Jayden had pretty much hit the proverbial nail on the head. Mark looked at him sheepishly, barely possessing the courage to venture his question.

"So you think," he asked quietly, blushing bright red, "that he might be...you know?"

Ethan snickered this time. "If he can stand, he's in the mood."

Mike interrupted him, "of course, he doesn't even need to do that, from what I hear!"

They roared in laughter as Mark turned as red as ever.

* * *

Ty was asleep when Mark finally returned to his room. The white wolf smiled at the sight: Ty looked so peaceful curled up on the bed, and Mark could see easily why he was in love with him. As quietly as he could, he dropped his backpack and slowly stroked the smaller fur.

"Hey there," he said playfully when Ty's eyes opened. "How ya doin'?"

The small wolf smiled feebly.

"A lot better now," he answered, affectionately licking Mark's stomach. "How was your day, hun?"

Mark laughed. "A lot better than yours, I'm sure," he said, sitting on the bed and pulling Ty's head onto his lap. He scratched his neck lovingly, earning a stretch and contented murr from the small wolf. Smiling, the larger wolf expanded his attention, running his paws down Ty's side and back up his torso. The grey fur slowly rocked in Mark's lap, eagerly enjoying the attention and company of his lover. Within moments, Mark's massage had hypnotized the small wolf, and he took the moment to slip a hand under his waistband.

Ty's eyes shot open.

"Ooh," he moaned, "no one said there was any tension down there, love." He was, of course, lying; his member had been begging for release since the awkward moments with Ethan.

Mark leaned in close, his breath hot and thick on Ty's cheek.

"Oh, really, little wolf?" he asked with no small hint of suggestiveness in his voice. "We can fix that then, can't we?"

He extended his tongue into Ty's ear, eliciting a surprised gasp from the small wolf. At the same time, his hand journeyed deeper beneath Ty's waistband, slowly working down past his sheath. He licked Ty's ear again, making his face scrunch up at the tickling sensation. Simultaneously, Mark's paw slowly started stroking the small wolf's sac, and he noted with pleasure the tip of Ty's cock peeking out from the furry sheath. It certainly wasn't taking much to get this fur going, Mark thought with a grin.

Suddenly, Ty turned and pulled Mark on top of him. Their eyes met for a moment before the small wolf pulled their heads together roughly, moaning as their lips parted and their tongues began to explore the now-familiar territory. Ty relished the taste; he had been lusting after his wolf ever since the half-completed fantasy in the morning, and he had no intention of holding back now.

Growling lustfully, the small wolf broke the kiss and quickly removed Mark's shirt before running his claws in deep furrows across the larger wolf's chest. Mark growled deeply in appreciation, slowly lowering himself back onto Ty as his lover's paws began to dance across his sides and back. They kissed once more, their breathing coming in short, quick gasps as their hands traced wild paths up and down the writhing bodies.

"Wow," Mark gasped when their passionate embrace reached a pause, "there's just no stopping you, is there?"

Ty shook his head and smiled mischievously, reaching up once more to pull Mark's face close to his own.

"Not that you know of," he said with a lopsided grin.

Mark growled his approval.

"And don't bother trying to teach me," he said lustfully, slipping a paw beneath his own waistband and extracting himself from his boxers, "because that's a lesson I wouldn't bother trying to learn."

Ty laughed slyly, reaching a paw to stroke Mark's now-exposed member. The larger wolf groaned at the touch, a spurt of pre oozing down onto the small wolf's paw as it slid slowly up and down the member.

"You know," Ty said quietly, his face a mere inches from that of his lover, "I hear they make anti-viral suppositories."

Mark, who had been slowly grinding against the other wolf, suddenly stopped, looking up with shock written on his face. He said nothing for a moment, the silence growing thick and heavy as his mind registered what his companion had just said. Finally, he shouted with laughter, earning a hurt expression from Ty.

"What?!" the small wolf pleaded.

"You are such a nerd!" Mark responded between guffaws, wiping tears of laughter from his face. "That is not," he continued, "how you talk dirty to someone!"

Another fit of laughter rolled across him before Ty suddenly grabbed him and stuck his muzzle in his face.

"Fuck me now," the small wolf said commandingly. Mark paused before Ty repeated his request. "I have been blue-balled since about eight this morning," he said forcefully, "and I will get release right now."

The white wolf was slightly shocked; he had never before seen this domineering, aggressive side of Ty before. The grey wolf growled at him, and Mark suddenly realized that there was a very familiar feeling returning to his crotch; the dominant side of his little wolf was incredibly arousing. He looked down to see pre dripping from his cock, rock hard and positioned right at Ty's tailhole. And it was good thing, too, because he could tell his companion was not about to take "no" for an answer.

Mark growled back at the other wolf. "I think I'm the one who decides that," he said playfully.

Ty gripped Mark's shoulders with all the strength he could muster, spreading his legs and placing his tailhole up against the tip of the white wolf's leaking member.

"Not tonight, honey," he said, forcing himself onto Mark's shaft. He gasped as the rod penetrated him all at once, but the pain quickly subsided into the familiar pleasure as his body warmed to the feeling of its welcome visitor. Wrapping his legs around the larger wolf, Ty looked into his heavenly blue eyes.

"Your move, love," he gasped, pulling Mark into another heated kiss.

Mark slowly pulled his hips away from Ty's rump, pulling the throbbing member almost all the way out before slowly hilting himself with short, steady thrusts. Ty gasped each time, his body trembling as the day's pent-up tension seethed and bubbled, desperately seeking release from its prison.

Mark chuckled as his companion writhed and trembled under him.

"You weren't lying," he said as he thrust once more. "And you are tight as ever, wuff."

Ty chuckled in turn.

"No," he said, clenching his teeth and tightening his tailhole, "now I'm tight."

"Oh gawd" Mark sputtered as Ty's sphincter clamped down on his wolfhood. The new tightness sent shivers up and down his back, and he had to slow himself to maintain his pace.

"Mmmmmm," Ty moaned, smiling as he felt his lover's cock twitch within him. "Weren't expecting that one..."

The white wolf interrupted him with another thrust, lowering himself onto Ty's warm chest and sandwiching his member between the two animals. It was already covered in pre from the attention, and their fur was quickly covered in the warm, sticky fluid. The small wolf groaned in response, his member twitching and spurting pre as their warm fur rubbed over it. He felt Mark's member give another spasm, and he moaned as warmth coated the inside of his gut.

The white wolf groaned again, picking up his pace as he neared his climax. The room was think with musk, and the scent of their arousals once more pushed him agonizingly close to the edge. He began to nibble at one of Ty's nipples as he steadily pumped his ass, eliciting a whimper from the small wolf. Both bodies were shaking now, eager for release; they whimpered and moaned, even growling occasionally as they let their base instincts flow through their bodies.

Mark's knot was forming now, slapping loudly against Ty's ass as the small wolf yipped in pleasure.

"Gawd...tie...me..." he gasped between thrusts. Mark was more than happy to oblige.

With a great pop, the knot slipped into Ty's ass, making the wolf moan loudly. Mark's thrusts adopted a new urgency as the large wolf hovered on the edge. As if sealing his fate, Ty once more tightened his tailhole, and the extra sensation was all that was necessary. With a great shudder, Mark thrusted once more before blowing his load with a howl. The hot seed splattered the inside of Ty's ass, some of it escaping and oozing down around the invading shaft. This was too much for Ty, and as he whimpered his approval, his own member twitched and shook, spreading his own seed across their stomachs.

They panted as Mark repositioned himself behind the small wolf, licking again at his head.

"That," he said, basking in his hair-raising orgasm, "was fucking amazing."

Ty responded with a groan. An all-too-familiar sensation was returning to his stomach.

"Honey," he said with a groan, "I think I'm gonna be sick."

"Well," Mark said with a chuckle, "it was good for one of us, at least."

Suddenly, what Ty had said clicked in the larger wolf's mind, and he started to panic.

"Ty, honey," he said urgently, "we're tied at the moment."

The small wolf could only shake his head and shout, "bathroom!"

With surprising strength and agility, Ty sprang from the bed, out the door, and into the bathroom, dragging a very reluctant Mark with him. He barely made it to the toilet before doubling over and heaving. What little he had eaten that day quickly worked its way up as the small wolf gave into the nausea, totally oblivious to the sizeable wolf cock still lodged in his rear.

Within moments, the nausea had passed, leaving the two wolves tied and panting in the bathroom. Slowly, they looked up, and they simultaneously gasped when they saw Mike standing in his doorway. The panther was wide-eyed, and toothpaste was slowly dripping out of his mouth. Trying to act as if he hadn't seen the wolves, Mike slowly backed into his room, letting the door shut slowly; they distinctly heard it lock behind him.

Slowly, ever so slowly, Mark and Ty inched back to the room; Mark's knot was still engorged, and there was no chance of them separating for quite some time. When the door closed, Ty was the first to speak.

"That was totally worth it."