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Sex Education

Part 4

Sneak Peek

“You need a shoulder to lean on cutie?” Levi asked as Terry walked himself to the door.

“No, it’s just across the hall,” Terry took a deep breath, his heat having been stoked and burned out into a little ember in the pit of his stomach. “I…I mean…I can’t thank you guys enough.”

“Don’t sweat it,” Levi cracked a beer open. “It was a nice warmup for Roman.”

“Oh my,” Terry blushed. “I can’t believe either of you got anything else left.”

“Roman and I keep up with our cardio,” Levi sipped the foam from his beer before giving a contented sigh. “You just knock on the door if you need anything.”

“Thanks,” Terry blushed, the little winded cougar bundled up his sweater and shoes, opting to leave them off as he made his way to his apartment across the hall. Terry bid his proverbial sex education teacher goodnight before quickly making his way back home.

Terry went to open the door and found it locked. The cougar cocked his head before digging his key out of his pocket and unlocking the door.

“Joey!” Terry announced himself. “I’m home.”

The cougar was greeted with silence. He tossed his shoes down next to the door, hung up his sweater, and turned on the kitchen lights. He wasn’t sure what kind of state his husband would be in once he got back and he wanted to comfort him. Now that his mind was clear and his glow was buzzing in his veins, he wanted to make sure Joey was okay.

“Hey babe?” Terry padded his way into the bedroom and found a note on his pillow from his husband. “Went out with Caleb and Kameron, be back soon. Love Joey.”

Terry smiled as he held the note close to his chest, purring, the smell of his mate filling his nose now that he was in their bedroom. He gave a gentle sigh before putting the note down on the nightstand and heading over to the bathroom to wash up.

Normally Joey would run the bath for him to get it at the perfect temperature, but now that his heat wasn’t clouding his mind anymore, it wasn’t so hard to focus.

“My goodness,” Terry started the water, his body wrapped in his robe. “I didn’t realize how much my heat contributed to my brain-fog.”

It was a night and day difference. He would normally take some pain killers for his headache and hot flashes, hoping they would pass long enough to let him sleep, but now, his heat felt like a curled up kitten in his lap instead of a raging lava beast from within.

“Wait, wouldn’t it be a magma beast?” Terry paused, one foot in the tub as he pondered the idea. “It’s inside me, but magma is below the earth and I’m not earth…so lava monster.”

Terry smiled at his conclusion, a simple thought experiment that would have taken him twenty minutes now felt as simple as breathing. The cougar slipped into the water, working suds and soap into his fur to get rid of the fluids and dried on juices from his romp with Levi and Roman.

Terry remembered being pinned down under that massive Jaguar, his powerful muscles rippling over him were nice, but he couldn’t help but think of his man’s toned body. Roman was more aggressive with him than Joey would have been, not that he minded. In the moment he probably would have let him spit on his face and he would have thanked him. But Joey wouldn’t have done that. If his husband had that kind of skill he would be gentle and caring. Joey would think he would need to do all the work, but Roman showed the cougar how he could take charge and help his man when he got tired, using both their stamina to extend their love making.

The cougar caught himself purring, paused for a moment, before going back into a blushing purr. He was worried that having sex with other people might bond him to them like it did with Joey, but it was true what Levi said; it was just sex. Amazing, mind blowing, toe curling, hair raising, sex, but sex alone. It didn’t make him love Joey any less. If anything, he was excited to show him a thing or two in the bedroom when they had the time.

A twinge of need pulled Terry out of his musings, fear of his heat cramps coming back cutting of his purr, but it was just a twinge. He moved his hand down between his legs, his fingers pausing just before he touched it. Was he supposed to do stuff like that in the tub? He knew he wasn’t going to masturbate, but the idea of maybe doing that at some point definitely made another echoing twitch send a sour chord up his loins. Terry decided to clean up as best he could and get to bed. He didn’t want to keep “poking the bear” so to speak.

His fingers slid down over his loins to clean them, making sure to get any of his own crusted on juices and sticky slick off of them. His pussy felt so different and all the same. His lips were together, yet they didn’t feel as tight as before. He didn’t know if they would ever go back to normal, he wasn’t sure if the loosening pussy was a misconception or not. His always tightened back up after his sex with Joey, but then again, he never went very deep.

Either way, Terry decided to occupy his thoughts with something other than sex, or at least tried. Every few moments, the tingling echoes of his romp across the hall would tickle his toes, his cheeks blushing as he remembered mixing hot breath and getting fucked deep, riding atop a man, his pussy being eaten with devout attention.

He already felt himself feeling a need arise in him, but he was able to quell it. Terry took a few deep breaths before finishing up his bath and going to the bedroom. The cougar laid down facing his husband’s side of the bed. His hand slipped over to his sheets where he could feel the cold emptiness. It had been a long time since he fell asleep like this without him, but he knew it wasn’t a bad thing. He just missed his husband, and he couldn’t wait to tell him what he had learned.

Fortunately, he wouldn’t have to wait long.

***

Joey walked up the stairs to his apartment, his arms slung over the shoulders of Kam and Caleb. The three had been out until bar close and they were stumbling back into the complex giggling and sharing inside jokes that weren’t very inside.

“Oh, so close! Just a little bit longer and we’ll be home,” Joey chuckled.

“Yeah, apartment D,” Caleb chuckled.

“Dez nuts!” Kam thought he was being quiet. He most certainly was not as he shouted out and gave Joey a more than sensual cup check. The tiger huffed, his balls sensitive and worried he might feel pain, but the Zebra beast of a man held back and merely cupped the tiger’s impressive package.

“No, I’m not apartment D…OOOhhhh! You guys!” Joey chuckled, his giggling slipping between his teeth as little huffing hisses. “You’re so bad!”

“This coming from the Boy Scout with the redwood sized totem pole!” Caleb nudged the tiger.

“Guys, shshssss!” Joey tried to pull his finger to his muzzle to silence his friends, only for his finger to hit Kam’s nose. “I don’t want the whole building to know I got a big dick.”

“Joey’s got a ten inch JOHNSON!” Kam shouted, his voice echoing up the stairwell.

“Kam!” Caleb smacked his boyfriend’s back.

“Dude! Everyone at the club can know but not here?” Kam reasoned.

“Oh yeah…” Joey had to think about that. “Oh wait! What about Terry!” The tiger moaned as they dragged him down the hall, his feet barely kept beneath him. “OH god, I cheated on him, didn’t I?”

“You can’t be so drunk you forgot he wanted you to do this?” Caleb chuckled.

“No, he was supposed to get his heat done with!” Joey moaned. “And I was supposed to be there when we got back. I forgot!”

“How’s that cheating?” Kam asked.

“Oh god! I cheated?” Joey slumped into Caleb, Kam’s higher stature kind of forcing him to lean into the Clydesdale. “No! No, no, no, no…wait…when did I do that?”

“I told you we shouldn’t have let him have that last shot,” Caleb chuckled and helped his friend to his apartment. “You going to be okay man? You want us to help you? Maybe get some water?”

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no…no,” Joey slumped against his door and whipped out his keys. “I got this one guys. It’s on me.”

“He’s fine,” Kam chuckled. “Besides, that warmup at the club was just enough to get our easy nuts out. Let’s see if we can bust the hard one.” Kam gave a light nicker against Caleb’s neck. The Clydesdale put a hand on Joey’s shoulder.

“You sure you’re good to go?” Caleb asked, though even he was having a hard time keeping his eyes focused with Kam in such an amorous mood.

“PPPPppssshhh! Yeah, dude,” Joey kept trying to put the key into the wood of the door, the thing clinking over and over. “I got this.”

“Okay,” Caleb got out before Kam yanked him across the hall.

“See you tomorrow for that jog,” Kam joked and pulled his man into his apartment, the door latching closed.

Joey rubbed his eyes and blinked. “Where did they go?”

The tiger started to lean to the side, the hallway swaying gently in his liquor soaked mind. He grabbed the handle to his apartment and steadied himself, finding the keyhole and letting himself in. He whipped around the door and leaned against it, the door closing with a light bang.

“Terr-Bear! I’m home!” Joey smiled, slipping his sweater off and throwing it at the hangers, the thing hitting the floor almost instantly. “Oh wait, you’re probably sleeping…shhhssshssss…”

The tiger went into the kitchen, grabbed some ice cubes from the freezer and filled a glass of water before gulping it down, a few cubes sliding down his throat at the same time.

“No gags,” Joey smirked at having swallowed those cubes with no trouble. “Thanks for the lessons Kam.” He slurped another cube into his maw and chewed it with his mouth open.

He loved the crunch!

The tiger smiled and gave a little chuckle and waddled his way around the apartment, smacking on a few lights to see if he could find Terry. He couldn’t still be across the hall.

“Oh wait…it’s late,” Joey started to tip toe his way down the hall to their bedroom, though ironically walking tiptoe as a feline was the only way to make sound with the way his foot paws distributed weight. He opened the door to their bedroom and saw the cougar laying there. The lamp from Joey’s side of the bed was on and Terry was sleeping soundly, light snores coming from the little guy.

“Ohhhh,” Joey crept forward, his composure coming back to him as he slipped onto the bed, sitting on the corner. The tiger’s eyes softened as he looked over his husband, his hand slipping over Terry’s who’s was stretched out to his side of the bed. Slowly Terry’s fingers instinctively slipped between his husband’s, his wedding band glinting in the lamplight as their fingers laced together.

Terry gave a sharp intake of breath and blinked, the angelic softness of his features soured by the uncomfortable rays coming from the bedside lamp.

“Joey?” Terry took a deep breath and yawned. “What time is it?”

“Late,” Joey smiled, his thumb gently petting his husband’s hand. “How did it go tonight?”

“How did what go…oh that,” Terry smiled, his body slipping back down onto the bed as a big grin played across his face and a gentle purr vibrated the sheets. “It was amazing. I don’t think…I’ve ever slept so well in my heat. How was, uh…time with the guys?”

“Who?” Joey simply couldn’t remember the rest of that night. If he tried hard he was sure he could remember, but he didn’t care. He just kept brushing his thumb against his man’s.

“Your note said you went out with Caleb and Kam,” Terry sighed, a light blush on his cheeks. “You weren’t here when I got back.”

“Oh gosh, that’s right!” Joey’s eyes went wide. “I’m so sorry Terr-Bear! Was everything okay? Did you need me?”

“No,” Terry shook his head and rubbed his eye with his free hand before sitting up. “No I was in good hands.”

“Oh good,” Joey didn’t know how he felt about that. He didn’t like that his husband didn’t need him, and with the amount of alcohol in him he couldn’t hide his feelings as his eyes went down and his ears folded back.

“What’s wrong honey?” Terry asked.

“I just wanted to be the one who makes you feel that way,” Joey looked away, the visual equivalent of kicking a rock. “And not the hot guys next door.”

“Honey,” Terry sat up, scooting a little closer and gently pulling his big tiger closer, nuzzling his neck. “You make me feel amazing all the other times. Besides, you can take them up on their offer to teach you too.”

Joey was frozen in that moment. His man was warm, his nuzzle into his neck, the gentle pull, he fell into it, being propped up by his man as he corrected himself. That purr, the smell of his shampoo and natural musk from his hair. Joey blushed, a goofy grin plucking at the corners of his lips.

“Teach me what now?” Joey purred before his last two functioning brain cells connected. “Oh yeah! I did learn tonight! Caleb and Kam taught me.”

“Caleb and Kam?” Terry cocked his head. “When did they teach you?”

“Tonight at the bar,” Joey purred, nuzzling into his man, the smell of booz ripe on his breath, but not overpowering.

“They took you out drinking?” Terry chuckled. “How many have you had?”

“Have you ever had a Jell-O shot?” Joey asked. “I know how to drink-eat them now. I can show you.”

Joey thought he was being smooth, but his words were coming out a little slanted.

“I think you need to lay down, babe,” Terry instructed his husband as he pulled the covers away to reveal he was only wearing his boxers.

“Oh my…” Joey’s eyes went wide, his mouth hanging open. “Terr-Bear, you’re so hot, you know that?”

“Hot?” Terry smirked, but a blush formed on his cheeks. “I don’t think you’ve ever called me that before.”

“Oh, the guys said you were hot and cute out at the club, but they don’t even know,” Joey paused and looked deep into his husband’s eyes and started to lean forward. “Can…Can I kiss you?”

“You’re my husband, you silly goose,” Terry leaned forward, their lips gently pressing against one another’s. Terry half expected it to simply be their normal tender kiss, and it was, but there was something else there. Their lips touched and it was electric. It was slow, tender and sweet.

“Can…I kiss you again?” Joey asked, his lips only a fraction away from his man’s

“Yes…”

Their lips touched, the gentle smack of their lips touching, their tongues lightly finding each other for a brief moment.

“Can…”

“Yes,”

Terry’s lips parted just enough for Joey to slip his tongue inside, their lips caught in a deliberate and calculated dance. Every time they came up for breath Terry would simply purr out his consent, their bodies getting closer, Joey’s hand sliding into Terry’s hair and cupping his face as they made out. Their kissing got deeper, hungrier, their hearts were racing as the two had their first real make out session.

Sure, they kissed before, but now that they knew what they were doing, it was like they were kissing for the first time, their tongues tenderly holding each other, their breath mingling hotly as they leaned into one another, a gentle game of give and take.

Terry gave a soft moan, his loins warming as their lips smacked and played with one another. The cougar leaned in and nuzzled into Joey’s neck, his soft purrs tickling the tiger’s jugular.

“Oh baby,” Joey smirked, his cheeks blushing deeply. “That feels nice.”

Terry gave a little mewl before nipping at Joey’s neck, his tongue playing along his sensitive chords, his nuzzling causing the Tiger to arch his neck back. That’s when the sweet, warm aroma of heat rolled over Joey. His tail hiked up and his ears flicked as his mouth parted. The scent was getting deeper as they played with each other.

“Babe, can I…touch you?” Joey’s hand hovered above the cougar’s back as he continued to nuzzle his way into the tiger’s neck.

“Yes,” Terry gave a cute little mew before kissing his husband’s neck, his lips gently tugging and placing their prints against the tiger’s flesh like butterfly wings on his skin. Joey gave a smile and placed his hand on his man’s back, sliding it lower, slowly slinking down further. Terry’s back arched as that hand petted his spine. The tiger’s paw slid over each vertebra with a loving reverence until he reached the hem of his man’s boxers.

“May I?” Joey huffed out.

“Yes,” Terry purred.

Joey smiled and slipped his fingers under the elastic, his hand coming to cup that beautiful little rump his husband hid in his jeans. Joey may not have been perfect in his technique, but he gently kneaded that cheek, his fingers working it over as they both purred. Those boxers were hot and humid, filled with the contained portions of Terry’s heat.

“I’m kneading biscuits,” Joey smirked, his other hand resting outside of those boxers.

“No,” Terry purred and slinked his arms around his man and pulled their chests together, the tiger’s face ending up on the cougar’s chest. “Your kneading buns.”

The tiger was blushing the entire time, but a goofy grin was on his muzzle, his whiskers twitching.

“Oh yeah,” Joey bit his lower lip as he adjusted his technique to really work those buns, each one a perfect little pillow. “Can…I show you want I learned tonight?”

“Besides how to message my rump?” Terry blushed at using the word, he felt like a child getting to say a swear. “Sure.”

“Oh, I can’t wait,” Joey slipped his hand out of Terry’s underwear. “Get on your back.”

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