College Experimentation
Commission for Namiki_Blue, was an interesting challenge as while it was always intended to be a short story, as I wrote it I quickly felt it was more akin to a longer story that was compressed into a short story.
Remy (Red Panda) x Alex (human)
Remy was sat in class for his English Literature class, busy jotting down notes in his notebook. For the past few weeks it had just been analyzing the tropes that are common in the variety of genres, how they developed throughout the genre’s existence, why they work, and the such. The teacher had started to assign out the groups, though Remy was still in the middle of writing down what was written on the board from the lesson.
“Alex, you are to work with Remy on this project,” he heard the teacher say.
Remy looked up and began to look around the room, unsure of where they might be. Was it a guy, or a girl? Not that it really mattered to him, but if it was a girl… well it might be awkward if she was bubbly.
Sadly however, Remy struggled to spot this Alex person, then again trying to spot someone just going off a name when multiple names are being said is… well he probably shouldn’t be surprised that he was struggling to locate them. Remy just decided to hope that whoever it was would decide to connect his name and his species name together. Normally it was annoying, but in this case… well he would just have to hope.
Eventually, thankfully, the teacher finished assigning partners and dismissed the class. At which point normally Sumi would just stand up and leave, but he would die if he had to go through and ask each of his classmates what their names were. Perhaps he could just ask if they know who Alex is… but then what if he asked Alex themself who Alex was?
“Are you Remy?” he heard a voice ask, breaking his spiral.
“Uh, yes,” Remy said looking over his shoulder, “I assume you are Alex?”
In front of him stood a young human guy, a bit taller than Remy himself, which wasn’t hard to achieve with Remy being only five foot five. Though, thankfully overall not that intimidating looking, he would've been screwed if it was a jock or the like. –
“I assume you noticed there was a Red Panda and assumed he was named Remy?” he asked the man in an attempt to joke.
“No, no,” the guy said blushing, “I just noticed you weren’t leaving unlike the rest of the class.”
At that Remy felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him, he meant it as a joking question, even if it was somewhat genuine. He didn’t mean to cause the guy to feel embarrassed at best, and possibly annoyed at worst. Remy hoped that he hadn’t just set a bad tone for this project.
“Uh,” Remy said trying to redirect, “what was the project’s subject for us? I was busy finishing notes.”
“Oh! The subject was,” the guy said before he paused, before pulling out his notebook, “uh it was on… tropes in romance novels.”
“Oh,” Remy said, ears falling down.
“I take it you're not a fan of them?” Alex asked him.
“None have caught my interest,” he admitted, “with the tropes with the guys…”
“Fair,” Alex said, “not my favorite genre either so… yeah.”
‘Great, a genre neither of us are savvy in,’ Remy thought, ‘I could explain most tropes from most genres better than I can a single romance one.’
“When would you be free to head to the local library? Asking because I assume that the school library would probably not have a ton of romance books,” Alex asked him.
“Uh, perhaps tomorrow around four?” Remy said with a shrug, “I got homework due tomorrow so not today.”
“Okay then,” Alex said, giving a quick smile, “do you want to meet up first or meet there?”
“I could do either,” Remy said, “I assume meeting at the School’s entrance if we do meet up first?”
“Yeah,” Alex said, “though if either of us are late?”
“Wait probably ten minutes, and start heading out after that,” Remy said.
With a quick nod Alex left the classroom, leaving Remy alone once again.
“You have got to be kidding me,” Remy said as he ran to the library.
His math class had run over by twenty minutes because the teacher had ran late, and right before it would’ve been time to leave, they arrived. Which, of course, was the same time the teacher had insisted upon introducing an entirely new subject in the class, and practically no one understood it. Normally he would’ve left if he was cramped on time, but with a math test in two weeks, he couldn’t just leave early on the very first lesson on something that he didn’t understand. His degree might be in English Literature, but he wasn’t going to just let himself fail math!
As Sumi ran he managed to reach the public library by about four forty, having managed to cut down the time by running all the way there.
“I really need to invest in a bike,” Remy panted as he stood outside the library.
Entering the library he quickly pulled out his library card and showed it to the librarian before asking where the romance genre books would likely be. Only a smirk on the old woman’s face revealed any reaction to hearing that, probably for the second time, before giving him directions on where to head.
Remy quickly made his way through the shelves of books hunting for the romance genre section. He knew it would be in the eight hundreds which… sadly was as specific of a range as he likely was going to get. Especially with how big the library was, being a public library in a city, and one that held a University at that.
As he was busy trying to find the shelf, or at least start of the shelves which might house what they needed, Remy felt himself run into something, someone who was apparently walking in the complete opposite direction of him.
“You okay Remy?” the person asked.
Looking up he noticed that he had ran headfirst into his project partner, who was holding a couple of books which he assumed were romance novels. With how they all had the similar style that it felt that romance books had for covers.
“Uh, yeah,” he said, standing up.
“That’s good to hear. Sorry, I was lost in my own head,” Alex said, “I take it classes ran over?”
“Yep,” Remy replied, “the teacher got there late, and then introduced a new subject, which none of us understood by the way, so it went over by twenty minutes.”
“Damn,” Alex said, “well, I have some books that might work? I don’t know if you actually want to read them, but… perhaps as references?”
“Are they all from the same sub-genre?” Remy asked him.
“Not sure, does it matter?” his project partner asked.
“I mean, possibly? I know that in other genres while there are main themes, there tends to be specific variances in how tropes or those themes get carried out. I suspect the same would be of romance,” Remy said.
“I take it that literature is your major?” the human asked him.
“Yeah,” Remy said, “plan to get a low-key job with it, maybe a librarian.”
“Didn’t take you for wanting to be a librarian,” Alex said.
“Well what did you think I would be?” he said as he glared at the man.
“Not sure,” Alex said with a shrug, “maybe a journalist? Just didn’t take you for being a librarian type.”
“Should I view that as a compliment or an insult?” Remy asked him, “they’re entirely different degrees.”
“I,” Alex said before he groaned, “shit I put my foot in my mouth. I just… you seem so focused in class so I assumed something like trying to do with writing.”
“I mean, I might, but I also need money to live,” Remy told him, “anyways, what is your degree since you brought them up in the first place?”
“Oh,” he said, “I’m majoring in computer science.”
At that he had just gave him a quick nod, he admittedly wasn’t exactly the best with coding so he couldn’t really comment.
“So uh… what books should we look at then?” Alex asked him.
“Well, I’ve heard a lot about fantasy romance books, then obviously there are the more modern romance books, probably also some older books, and I guess… whatever might fill a gap?” Remy said with a shrug.
At that Alex gave him a simple nod and led Remy over to bookshelves where he had gotten the books from. They slowly started to work through the books, trying to figure out which books were romance books and which ones weren’t. With Remy googling each book as Alex read off the title and author of the ones he assumed were primarily romance books. Annoyingly, for Remy and Alex, only a specific few of the sub-genres were actually present. It having took about half an hour to get a decent stack of books.
“I think the other sub-genres are likely to be in the adult section, or well mature section,” Remy suggested before he glanced at the stack of books, “but… well it probably would be best if we simply waited until we’ve finished with these. We have like, a month or so to do this right?”
“Yeah,” Alex nodded, “I guess we select a specific few from these, read them, then come back in a week or so?”
“Yeah, just let me quickly look through user reviews,” Remy said, looking at his phone, “I’d rather not get all low-quality writing for us to try and use as a basis for research.”
Over the next two weeks Alex and Remy worked on researching the tropes together. Slowly making their way through the books, jotting down the tropes they noticed. The two had decided on going to either Remy’s or Alex’s dorm to work through whatever books they had taken from the library.
“I hope this wasn’t an attempt to expand our range of books to read,” Alex groaned as he closed a book, “because this is not convincing me.”
“Probably not,” Remy said, closing his own book, “though I wouldn’t put it past them that they somehow figured out our least favorite genre at this point.”
“Anyways,” Alex said, “I am burnt out from reading for now… so anything you want to talk about?”
“Not sure,” Remy said, “the only thing on my mind thanks to these books is how… well the writer’s have a very specific type.”
“Oh god,” Alex groaned, “should we count that as a trope? The, ‘reeks of unresolved daddy issues’ build and characterization that so many of these love interests have?”
Remy could help but chuckle at his project partner’s remark.
“Definitely seems like that,” Remy said, “though…”
“Though what?” Alex said, leaning toward Remy.
“I mean, remove the red flags that usually litter these men, and well… I can see the appeal,” Remy told him.
“Wait wait wait,” Alex said with a chuckle, “are you saying you find the guys attractive in these books?”
“I mean, the description at least isn’t bad,” Remy said.
“Dude, are you… are you into guys?” Alex asked him.
“What if I am? It’s not like you can get another project partner if that’s an issue,” Remy told him as he glared at Alex.
“No, fuck,” Alex groaned, “I, well I’m not sure, but I might be into guys as well.”
“Well, I’m not sure either, but… possibly?” Remy said as he shrugged.
“Know the type of guys you like?” Alex said, “and I swear if this leads us back to the romance books.”
“Not really,” he said, “not really… experimented to test it. I just know that I can appreciate a good body.”
“Really? Nothing specific? Not even a species?” Alex asked him.
“I mean, I know I wouldn’t exactly want a horse at my size,” Remy said, gesturing to his body.
Alex only burst into laughter at that.
“Well then,” Remy said, ears flattened down to his head, “what exactly would your type be since you seem so eager to know mine?”
“Well,” Alex signed, a blush on his face now, “I guess… it depends? If I wanted to fuck a guy, same height… probably shorter? Maybe a bit feminine? Not quite ‘mistake them for a woman’ feminine, but a good ass at least.”
‘That sounds a lot like my build,’ Remy thought.
“So uhm,” Remy said, “I take it that is from experience?”
“I…” Alex said as he blushed, “don’t judge me… but…”
“But what?” Remy asked him.
“Well… I’ve never had sex… with a man or a woman,” Alex said.
‘Shit, he’s a virgin like me,’ Remy thought.
“Well, it’s not like I’ve done any better to be honest,” Remy told him, “kinda hard when you’re as short, if not shorter, than most girls.”
“I mean, perhaps if you weren’t so grouchy,” Alex said, “and I mean your attitude, not how you dress or anything.”
“Get the muscle heads to stop being asses to me and I’ll try being kinder to people,” Remy shot back.
“Hey, I’m just saying you're probably some girl’s type if you had a better mood, unlike Alex McAverage over here,” Alex said before he looked away.
After that, the energy of the room shifted, becoming notably tense. As if the next words might send them into a full-on argument, or worse a fight.
“I… I’ll just leave for now,” Remy said.
It took a couple days, but eventually the tenseness between the two of them vanished, allowing them to resume working together on the project. Though, an awkwardness still hung in the air, neither able to forget what the other had revealed. Even only a couple days before their project was due though Remy's mind still drifted towards the conversation that had soured their budding friendship.
Eventually however, Remy had enough of it.
“Okay, we need to talk about it,” he said.
“About what?” Alex asked him.
“This, this awkwardness,” Remy told the man, “after that one time it’s been… awkward.”
“What exactly could even be done to fix that?” Alex shrugged, “we should probably just wait until the awkwardness goes away.”
“Yeah well it’s been two weeks and it’s still here,” Remy said before he sighed, “I… I guess I should probably be the one to try and start fixing it though.”
“I… shouldn’t have snapped at you,” Remy said, “on top of just enjoying being alone, I have… developed a bad habit of snapping at people. Started when people were teasing me in middle and high school, though now I snap at the slightest thing. So, I’m sorry for doing so, you were just trying to, if a bit brunt about it, point out it’s a me problem.”
“To be fair I should’ve realized that it was going to be a sensitive subject as a guy myself,” Alex told him, “so it’s not like I’m entirely blameless.”
“So… I guess we consider it as a ‘we both fucked up’ and try to move on from it?” Remy asked him.
“That’s one way to put it,” Alex said with a chuckle, “but yeah, I guess that’s accurate.”
Things weren’t entirely normal again, but it felt like it was on its way to that.
It was the last night of Midterms week, which Remy and Alex had spent many a night together studying, either to help each other’s weak spots, or to help keep each other focused. Though, tonight, with no more tests ahead of them, their focus shifted to relaxing, with the aid of some alcohol. The two of them quickly became drunk, and a lot more relaxed than either of them usually were.
“So, have you managed to get any?” Alex asked Remy, face flushed.
“Any what?” Remy asked him.
“Any action,” Alex said leaning towards Remy.
Remy tilted his head in confusion.
“Any sex, have you fucked or been fucked yet?” asked him, face flushed.
“Oh,” Remy said, “no, I haven’t… it's kind of hard to put yourself out there when you don’t know if the other person is more or equally experienced as you… at least for me it is.”
“Then what about if we did it?” Alex asked him.
“What?” Remy asked him.
“What if we fucked?” Alex asked him again, “I mean, we’re both virgins… and well I won’t deny that you’re kind of my type. Easy to figure out if we like guys in that way and deals with the whole ‘being a virgin’ issue.”
Remy was of two minds, on one hand it was… well he had in no way expected this. On the other hand, he couldn’t deny that it was an appealing idea.
“I don’t,” Remy said before he rethought his decision, “y’know what, fuck it. Let’s try it.”
Alex slowly shuffled closer to Remy until they were side by side, faces only a few inches apart from each other. Leaning forward Alex kissed Remy on the lips in a quick peck on his lips, though to Remy it felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him through his lips.
Not holding back Remy leaned forward and kissed Alex in return for longer. Slowly going from simple pecks to a full-on french kiss between the two. Putting his hands on Remy’s shoulders Alex pushed him back onto the bed.
Breaking the kiss Alex started to lower himself down to Remy’s crotch, where the Red Panda’s pants were tented from his arousal. Unbuttoning them, Alex pulled them down to reveal Remy’s bright blue briefs, which did little to hide the outline of Remy’s cock.
“Didn’t take you for a briefs guy,” Alex said.
“Boxers would ride up,” Remy panted.
“Well, it sure suits you,” Alex said with a grunt, “shows off your curves perfectly.”
Alex pulled down Remy’s briefs, revealing Remy’s cock to the man. Though, his focus wasn’t on Remy’s penis, rather it lied on the Red Panda’s ass. Alex let himself slip off the bed to his knees before lifting Remy’s hips to give him access to the Red Panda’s ass. Pulling the Red Panda’s cheeks apart before diving in to start eating out his ass.
“Oh fuck!” Remy shouted.
Alex was fully focused on rimming Remy’s ass, circling the red panda’s ass with his tongue, punctuated with an occasional push into his hole. Each time earning a moan from Remy as his body was exposed to pleasure in a manner it had never been before.
Without a thought Remy threw his legs around Alex’s head, trapping the man in-between his legs. Though, he didn’t resist, instead he simply doubled his efforts on pleasuring the Red Panda. His tongue entered further each time he pushed it into Remy, earning him a moan and squeeze from the Red Panda.
“Fuck, fuck!” Remy shouted, “I… I need more!”
As Remy released his legs from around Alex’s head the man pulled back, a smile on his face.
“Well, I could give you more… but I think some preparation is necessary first,” Alex said, smirking.
“Preparation?”
“I don’t think you’d want me to go in without anything to ‘smoothen’ the entrance, right Remy?”
Standing up Alex pulled down his jeans which revealed a pair of boxers that were tented by the man’s erection. A dick that was bigger than the Red Panda’s own, but only by an inch at most which sent a wave of relief through Remy. He was entirely unsure how much he could handle, and Alex being firmly average meant an easier experience than what he was worried about.
“Fine then, but you’re not gonna leave me without some form of pleasure,” Remy panted.
“Wasn’t planning to,” Alex said as he climbed onto the bed.
Once on the bed Alex climbed atop Remy, positioning himself so that the Red Panda’s cock was in front of him, and hung above Remy’s face. Both throbbing in desire, eager for the touch, or the mouth, of another. Something that the both of them in the drunken haze were all too eager to deliver.
Without a word Alex lowered his head, and took Remy’s cock into his mouth. Using his tongue to tease the tip of Remy’s cock Alex drew out a long moan from him. A sound which only egged the man on more it seemed, as he switched from simply licking the cock to swirling his tongue around the tip.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Remy whined.
At that Alex pulled his mouth off of Remy’s cock, earning him a dissatisfied groan.
“If you want me to continue, you need to make use of your mouth besides to curse and moan,” Alex said.
“Fuck, fine,” Remy said.
With that Alex sunk his head back down slowly, trying to take more than the tip of Remy’s cock. Though he stopped as he felt Remy took the man’s cock into his own mouth, only letting out a moan around the Red Panda’s cock as he did so. Both stayed still for a moment, letting each other adjust to the sensation of both sucking someone else and being sucked off.
The first to move, however, was Alex as he began to sink his head further down Remy’s cock. The action of which caused Remy to moan and lift his head in pleasure, which meant he in turn took more of Alex’s cock into his mouth, albeit only moaning around it.
Though, after a couple of seconds, Remy managed to bring his focus back to more than just the mouth around his cock. Slowly he started to suck on Alex’s cock, bobbing his head up and down, limited as that range might be. Licking as best he could around the man’s cock. Though, he didn’t try to deepthroat the cock, even if it was average sized.
Which Remy was thankful for not attempting as he felt a finger find its way between his ass cheeks and into his ass. While the tongue had stretched his hole somewhat, this was going further than it had, deeper. Though it was far from skilled, rather just going in and out with some wiggling.
Though, for a virgin like Remy, that was more than enough. After a moment to recover from the sudden intrusion, he doubled, or at least tried to double, his efforts. Though just as he began to find a rhythm again, Remy felt a second finger enter his ass. The pain and pleasure of which caused him to once again pause as he adjusted to the sensation.
Once he had adjusted, Remy returned to sucking the man’s cock, for the second time. Focusing his tongue on the tip when he was pulled back, and focused on simply not gagging when the cock was deeper in his mouth. Though, from what he felt, Alex didn’t face the same issue as he continually not only fingered Remy but also managed to at least decently suck Remy’s penis. Enough so that Remy felt his orgasm begin to grow close, the familiar stir in his groin that signaled it was getting closer.
Sadly though, Alex lifted himself away from Remy’s crotch, removing both his mouth from Remy’s penis, but also his fingers from Remy’s ass. Shifting across the bed, though Remy from his position was unable to follow.
“No! I was so close,” Remy shouted.
“Well, good thing I plan to continue,” Alex said as he pulled Remy into position.
Slowly Alex thrusted into his ass, drawing a low moan from Remy. His hole being stretched for the first time, well first time by a dick, being more pleasurable than Remy had expected. Though the fact he seemed to be holding back, only going an inch or so before stopping surprised Remy.
"Trying to be gentle? DIdn’t expect that to be honest,” Remy panted out.
“Well, more trying not to cum, but that as well,” Alex said with a grunt.
Before he could say anything Alex thrust himself further in, this time till he was at the base. Letting the Red Panda adjust before he started to pull out, before thrusting back in. Finding a rhythm to his thrusts as he did so, though his thrusts were unaimed, instead simply thrusting in and out as if to try to find something. Which he eventually found as Remy was left speechless when he felt Alex hit something in him that Remy didn’t know was there. Only able to moan as what felt like electricity coursed through him from that unknown spot in him.
“Oh, oh fuck!” Remy shouted, “I, I don’t know what you hit but hit it again!”
“Gladly,” Alex said, “...if I can find it again.”
With that Alex focused on attempting to recreate the thrust that had caused such a reaction in Remy. With rather mixed results, occasionally getting closer only for the next few thrusts to be further away. That was, at least until he managed to hit that spot again which caused Remy to let out a moan.
“Think I found it again,” Alex said.
With that Alex focused his thrusts on that spot, leaving Remy a moaning mess. Nearly every thrust hitting it, causing Remy to begin a climb to something he wasn’t quite sure he knew. It was similar to the tightening he felt when he got closer to his orgasms, but the area it was starting from was different.
“I, fuck,” Remy moaned out, “some… something is approaching.”
“Good,” Alex said, “I don't know how long I can hold on.”
Alex simply picked up the pace of his thrusts after that, doing his best to drive Remy to his own orgasm. Albeit one that neither fully understood, simply that they both were nearing the edge and that there was no turning back. Their focus entirely on the tightening sensation between their legs, seemingly ready to be released at any moment.
Of which Remy was just about to reach.
“Fuck fuck fuck!” Remy shouted as he felt himself reach the peak.
Remy’s cock began to twitch, and without a single touch to it since the blowjob, began to shoot cum. Covering his own stomach with his own cum Remy just let himself be taken by the sensations pulsing from his ass. Similar to, but completely different from anything else he had experienced.
“Fuck!” Alex shouted.
Remy felt Alex make one last thrust into his ass before he released his load into Remy’s ass. The heat of the cum felt weird, not bad but something Remy would likely need to get used to if he ever decided to bottom again.
‘Perhaps if I stay away from the bigger species… it might not be that bad to try this again,’ Remy thought.
Once their orgasms passed Alex collapsed onto Remy,
“Holy,” Alex said, “I can see the appeal.”
“Does that mean you’re open to trying this again?” Remy said.