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Wolf had always had a talent for remaining calm in a crisis. He wasn't sure whether Lisse's out-of-the-blue question to him counted as a crisis but just for the moment that was how he pegged the situation.

Why had the Clouded Leopard chosen to ask him this in public? He knew that wasn't fair! Around them the canteen bustled unawares: a sorority group two tables away still talked loudly, their female laughter cutting over the general rumble of the crowd. Two guys at the next table along, a tiger and a meerkat, swapped heterosexual fantasies - Wolf had long-since assumed that neither of them had actually done the stuff they were supposedly bragging about. Somefur further down their table ate something containing garlic and Wolf continued to ignore its persistently delicious smell, just as he had since they'd sat down.

The husky avoided clearing his throat or looking away. Instead he sipped on his cola to give himself time to think - and to cool himself so that his blush went away. "I've thought about it but I haven't made any plans to do it before."

Lisse grinned - the movement always made his whiskers spread in a way that had started giving Wolf a tingling case of the Delights - and leaned forward as if sharing a secret. "But have you wanted to?"

Wolf might have laughed and said, 'That's a very personal question!' Heck, that was what he wanted to say, but that kind of approach never seemed to work with his feline companion. So what will work? he wondered and absently stirred his cola with the straw provided as he tried to play down his embarrassment. "I'm not sure."

"Oh piss off, of course you're sure!"

Lisse. He had a talent for looking masculine despite his lean body and the bright tones of his fur. How he managed to avoid coming across as camp Wolf would probably never know, but part of it lay in the tomcat's habit of swearing like a trooper. Sometimes dirt fell from the cat's mouth like carbon dioxide.

"Actually, I'm not sure that's true." Wolf said it before thinking too much about it and once he had, suspected it would be seen as a challenge. If he challenged Lisse too much he'd find some way to make Wolf pay. And that way would be both humiliating and enjoyable, but Wolf wanted to make sure that some of it remained on his terms. He decided to filter his answers more carefully for the rest of the conversation.

"Look mate, every guy who ever thought about fucking another guy wondered whether anal sex was any good."

Wolf forced his posture to remain as it had been instead of dipping with embarrassment, sipped his drink again and 'Mm-hmm'ed' non-committally.

Lisse folded his arms on the table and fixed Wolf with a look. "Are you going to keep hedging with me or are you going to say 'yes Lisse, I've thought about having anal sex' or 'no Lisse, I've never thought about having anal sex'?"

Clearly Wolf was going to have to say either way, before Lisse said the words anal sex while somebody the husky knew passed by and learned what the husky was into. He'd already had a shocked glance from a middle-aged kiwi hen with a temporary pass around her neck.

"All right," he said, "I've thought about it. I think I'd like to give it a try but I-" -haven't done it before implied he was a virgin there, and like most males Wolf was loath to admit to being any kind of virgin. Instead he said, "-I'd want the chance to get used to it."

Lisse never took his eyes off the husky for a moment. "Want us to take it slow?" he offered, still evidently very aware of how in-control of the conversation he was.

"Yeah," said Wolf, neutrally enough that he hoped nofur around them knew what they were bargaining over.

His Clouded Leopard companion sat up a little straighter. "Well! In that case I think I should introduce you gently. Now, let's meet up tonight and we can talk about this properly. It wouldn't do to say the words 'anal plug' or 'lubricant' or 'loosen your asshole' in public now, would it?"

With that, Wolf found himself so far outside of his comfort zone that he forgot all about the power balance of their relationship. "For God's sake Lisse, shut up!"

And those times that he forgot his place gave Lisse the most pleasure. His whiskers spread again before they both abandoned their drinks and the canteen to go back to their studies.

xXx

He couldn't stop thinking about it for the rest of the day, however engaging or downright confusing his classes got. So far he'd enjoyed his liaisons with the Clouded Leopard cat but this one just left him apprehensive.

First of all, wouldn't it hurt? He'd never stuck anything up there and he didn't generally find himself having fantasies of being penetrated. He could see why a fur might enjoy being entered - it suggested vulnerability, even a kind of generosity, a pleasure in giving - but anal sex seemed to mean giving something he didn't actively want to give. Lisse had intimated that he loved anal sex but where was Wolf's pleasure going to come from?

He doubted within himself that it would work, but then, Lisse had already surprised him several times in the bedroom. Ultimately he trusted Lisse to make it good (if such a thing was possible) but Wolf had to admit to himself that he wanted evidence for this one.

The only thing he was really sure about on this night was that he should wear his hi-tops. He prepared, laced them on, and left for Lisse's place.

xXx

"Goodness, my little sled-dog, how nervous you are."

Wolf hadn't quite managed to stop his whole body from buzzing with nerves since he'd arrived at Lisse's apartment. "I'll be all right," he said, but he wasn't sure if he was even convincing himself.

Lisse's comment had been laced with only the slightest of wryness but the blue Clouded Leopard relented anyway. He put an arm around Wolf's shoulder and led him to the bedroom. "Come on," he said. "I'll show you what it's all about, and you tell me if it's good or not."

Wolf reciprocated by putting his own arm around Lisse's waist, glad of the support. His nervous buzzing only increased as he crossed the threshold and he found himself noticing all of the small details: an untidy stack of study books, the pattern of the comforter cover on Lisse's bed, the coffee-cup ring mark on the bedside cabinet.

"I hate to make this sound like a medical exam," said Lisse, breaking free of the husky's grip to walk across to the other side of the room, his big tail swinging casually, "but take your clothes off. I'll be with you in just... a..." his sentence fizzled out as he dug around in the bottom drawer of a cabinet and pulled out a few items.

Wolf did as he was told, taking care to leave his hi-tops on. He stood around naked, waiting for Lisse to return to him. And ideally, get naked too.

The cat gave his body an appreciative look as he returned. "Good. So what I'm going to do," he continued, and started to strip for Wolf as he spoke, "is get you to stand on your hands and feet on the bed so that I have access to you." He half-threw, half-dropped his tshirt to one side. "I'm going to give you plenty of gentle pleasure, to your hole, and I promise you, by the time I'm in you you're going to be begging for it." His jeans caught up with his tshirt and Wolf found his eyes instinctively dropping down to drink in Wolf's athletic physique.

Then he remembered his instructions and got into position, the bed creaking and giving slightly under his knees. He looked over his shoulder and watched Wolf come around behind him.

Wolf's hands adjusted him to spread his thighs a little, bend his ass back and lift his tail. "Now. I've been looking at this ass and wishing I could do all kinds to it, so I'm going to enjoy this." And with that, he planted a kiss on each of the husky's glutes before massaging them.

This wasn't what Wolf had expected. He'd assumed Wolf would go straight for the hole. But this, this massage, it was... soothing. He found himself moaning his appreciation and leaning back naturally.

"Goooood. Good," purred his companion, before Wolf was able to come over self-conscious. The pair enjoyed themselves awhile, Lisse purring loudly and kissing and kneading and occasionally tilting Wolf's hips to a different angle so he could enjoy some variation or other of the massage. Eventually Wolf noticed that he was pretty turned on.

"I'm going to step this up a little. Think you can manage that?"

"Sure," said Wolf through a dry throat, and raised his tail a little higher, more open to the experience than he had been.

A blob of something cool and slippery met his asshole but, to his surprise, he didn't startle. It felt pleasingly cool and warmed quickly. Wolf's thumb-pad brushed against his hole, almost rubbing the lubrication in.

That felt a little more intimidating. Not overwhelmingly so, but enough. Wolf lowered his elbows to the bed so that he could hide his face in his hands. Lisse had been right: there was pleasure in this. There were also anxieties about how personal he was allowing the cat to get and the knowledge that whatever happened tonight would be a secret between them. A vulnerability.

Perhaps Lisse noticed. Perhaps he didn't. Either way the next thing he said was, "I'm going to slip a finger inside. You think you're ready?"

"Yep," said Wolf.

The sensation was strange and made him tense a little. The finger stopped. "Relax. You're doing great."

Wolf took a couple of deep breaths and relaxed again.

"Good." The finger went in a little further and he tensed again. And talked himself into relaxing again. Once it was in a fair way it pulled out a little before delving slowly back in again. Thrusting.

Why did I assume that when the thrusting happened it would be with his cock? wondered Wolf from behind his paw-pads. He didn't know, but he was glad Lisse was introducing him this way. Perhaps the idea of being thrusted into had been the greatest threat to his masculinity, the great barrier that had scared him with its psychology if not its physicality.

He removed his muzzle from its hiding place. "That's... that's actually not so bad."

He was rewarded with another purr from his boyfriend. "Told you. Another finger?"

"Yeah."

That felt like a little more of a stretch, and he found himself working with Lisse again to relax, to learn how to work with a thicker penetration, and to trust that it wouldn't damage him. He was particularly proud when he took a third finger. He was starting to feel genuinely limbered up - his hole felt strange, notably that it had been stretched.

But then... it was also more intimate yet. If anyfur ever heard about this... Is this okay? Is it okay with me that this is happening? He wasn't sure.

His body hummed with stress once again, but along with the stress came a harmony of pleasure. It would be fine. He trusted Lisse, even though he felt vulnerable in that moment. He looked around at his tomcat. "Do you think I'm ready for your cock? I think I might be."

Lisse sighed as if this was the best thing he'd heard all day. "Yes, I think you are." His voice was low and gentle, and Wolf took a moment to soothe the knot in his belly as he watched Lisse apply lube to his erection. "Now," said the cat, lining up behind Wolf. "Remember to relax, and remember that you're the hottest guy I've ever met."

Wolf lowered his head to his hands again and thought about these words. He felt the blunt head of Lisse's dick touch his loosened hole and push its way in, smoothly, slowly, with a slight shudder from Lisse.

Blissfully.

He felt it travel up inside him, felt Lisse's hands gripping his hips, the weight of the cat's knees as they made the bed dip slightly. Felt the stretch of his asshole at the root of Lisse's cock and the flatness of his groin against his butt cheeks.

"I love being inside you," murmured the Clouded Leopard and began to thrust gently.

This. This was what Lisse had been talking about. Wolf knew that now. The intense, deep intimacy of having one's boyfriend inside. The trust, the extreme closeness, the union. Lisse's restrained energy, his gentle thrusting that could be so hard if he chose it to be so, but didn't. Is this how females feel?

Lisse leaned forward so that he could plant one hand on the bed and touch Wolf's erection with the other. Wolf had been getting horny for sure, but he hadn't quite realized until this point how much precum he'd produced. The cat's hand slipped over his crown effortlessly - and he nearly came on the spot.

"Ooohh, now, steady!" soothed the Clouded Leopard. He adjusted his grip to the shaft of Wolf's cock and held that for a while, slowly grinding the whole time. The denial of that kind of stimulation was maddening but somehow, he figured Lisse was doing this deliberately, doing the right thing to make the anal sex better. Maybe he was insisting on having that be the star of the show, instead of masturbating Wolf's cock.

But regardless of this denial, Wolf felt his cheeks flushing and knew he had an orgasm on the way. "I- uh- I really want you to rub that."

"Getting turned on, are we?"

"Yeah," he admitted. "I think you're hitting something inside. I swear I'm going to..."

That was all the time he had to explain. He suddenly felt the most dire need to be rubbed and his hand flew down to his cock to rub the end where Lisse wouldn't, and some push from the cat's cock deep inside him pushed him over the edge. He came deeply and surprisingly loudly on the bedcovers, his hips moving forward and Lisse riding the orgasm with him all the way.

He regained his breath and position and felt Lisse speed up behind him. The husky felt spent in that blissful post-orgasmic way but that was okay - Lisse deserved pleasure too. He listened and felt as his boyfriend grunted and cried out, as his thrusts went from measured to ecstatic and then slowed down.

That was the final hurdle for Wolf, he knew it as he thought about what had happened. He had a fur's cum inside his ass. And yet despite the coarse derision he might expect from his classmates if any of them ever learned of this, it was the most erotic piece of knowledge he possessed.

Lisse pulled out of him and lay on the bed to relax. He looked worn out but had just a little energy to smile at Wolf and say, "Now didn't I tell you you'd love it?"

THE END.