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Roaring voices from the arena stands filled Diba's ears as he breathlessly stared down his opponent. After two bouts, Diba already had his fair share of bruises and scrapes, but the much larger brown bear he faced was no better off. The rat had to admit that his opponent was no amateur, and if one of them was going to win, it would mean putting everything he had into this fight.

The downtime between bouts was meant to give each combatant precious moments to collect themselves, and Diba knew that he would have to act fast in the third bout if he hoped to get the upper hand on this bruin. Out of the corner of his eye, the rat saw the judge approaching from his left to start the next round, and the bear glanced in that direction. Perfect. Diba clenched his fist in preparation when the bear's gaze was averted.

The judge lifted his hands as Diba shifted his weight backward. The bear slid his left foot back and balled his right fist. There was a moment of tense anticipation as the noise from the raucous crowd invaded Diba's ears and whirled through his mind. The judge dropped his arms, the bear snorted confidently out of his nose, and Diba's lightning-fast punch crushed the smug ursine's nostrils-

Biting, glacial water shredded Diba's dreams, tearing him from them like a newborn babe being pulled from his mother's womb. The rat sat bolt upright, gasping for air as his lungs involuntarily contracted from the shock of the cold. He rubbed the liquid from his eyes in time to see another bucket of the awful stuff in his master's hands as the large panda prepared to douse him for a second time. Diba leapt out of his bed, narrowly avoiding the water that drenched his straw mattress milliseconds later.

"M-master Tsujin-!" Diba angrily began, but the panda's leg sailing toward his head forced his train of thought off of the tracks. It was all he could do to move in time, and the bear's sandaled foot brushed against his left whiskers as it flew by. Diba grabbed a pair of his pants from the floor as he moved, swiftly sliding them up his naked legs before Tsujin turned to face him. The bear's eyes, lecherous as they were, glanced at the rat's crotch first, and the panda raised an eyebrow upon seeing it covered.

"Your training has begun, Diba," Tsujin said.

"Now? B-but I haven't even eaten yet!" Diba squeaked.

"There will be time for that later. Defend yourself!"

The rat grimaced as his master lifted his open hands toward him in a fighting stance that Diba didn't recognize. The room was too small. Tsujin's body was already taking up more than half of the area available to them, leaving precious little space in which to maneuver. The rat quickly gripped the door handle behind him and wrenched it open. Tsujin grinned and swept his right foot at Diba's legs, but the rodent leapt the swipe and dashed out of his room and into the hallway.

He was surrounded by panda monks, but they immediately parted into a circle around him when Tsujin stepped out of the open doorway. Diba's heart pounded in his chest as his master returned to that unfamiliar fighting stance. The makeshift arena was larger, but now there was the added risk of accidentally striking one of the bystanders, an offence which could result in facing more than one opponent at the same time. Diba reluctantly raised his fists. Perhaps playing defense was the best strategy here.

Tsujin's first punch was a right and Diba easily sidestepped it, however a flurry of blows followed from the panda's first and it was all the rat could do to avoid being struck. Tsujin gave no openings, and the rat was quickly losing stamina the more he dodged and danced from side to side. Diba's mind raced- maybe he was going about this all wrong. He had been looking for openings on either side of the massive bear, but perhaps-

Tsujin's left foot came at him without warning and Diba had no choice but to block it. The force of the blow sent shockwaves down the rat's arms, vibrating his bones to the core. He surely would have been knocked senseless from that one kick if he hadn't blocked. Fortunately, it also interrupted the flow of Tsujin's attacks, allowing Diba to steady himself in the split second before his master's massive right fist surged forward toward his chest.

This time the rat did not move to either side, nor did he duck, as Tsujin's right leg stood poised to block any attack Diba might make from below. Instead, Diba leapt upward, planting his hands on Tsujin's wrist and forearm as he vaulted over the punch. A hint of a smile crossed Tsujin's face, though it was gone before Diba could notice. The rat dug his knees into Tsujin's back just above the panda's black, stubby tail and wrapped the crook of his arm around Tsujin's thick neck.

In Diba's pit fighting days, many foes underestimated his strength due to his species and athletic build. Now it seemed that Tsujin had done the same. The older bear grappled with Diba's grip around his neck, audibly wheezing as the crook of the rat's arm squeezed his windpipe closed. However, Tsujin's thick fingers were steadily working their way around the rat's arm and Diba realized that he would need to distract his master somehow.

Remembering how Tsujin had restrained him during their bout from the day before, the rat viciously kicked the back of Tsujin's knees, causing the panda's legs to buckle under his weight and Tsujin grunted as he was forced to kneel. Diba planted one foot on his master's lower back and pulled the panda's head backward toward his chest, digging his limb deeper into Tsujin's neck fur. The older bear gagged, reaching back to grab any part of the rat that he could. Diba couldn't stop the grin that spread across his muzzle. It was only his second day at the monastery and already he had bested his teacher. Maybe the panda order's teachings were overrated after all-

Diba yelped in surprise as, in one fluid motion, Tsujin grabbed him under both arms and threw him over his head. The rat sailed through the air, over the heads of the onlookers and into the snow-covered courtyard of the dormitory. He landed painfully on his back in the freezing snow and, before he could stand, Tsujin was already over him with a heavy foot pressing down on his chest.

"Don't all of you have breakfast to be eating?" Tsujin asked the other bears who were now crowded around the fence opposite the dorm room doors. They reluctantly parted and shuffled down the hallway as Tsujin helped Diba to his feet.

"How did you do that?" Diba asked. "You shouldn't have been able to reach me from that position without dislocating your arms."

"Maybe that's what I did," Tsujin replied with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

They walked back into the warmth of the hallway while Tsujin brushed the snow from Diba's bare back. "That's impossible. When you dislocate a limb, it loses all leverage."

"In the past, you have been completely focused on the physical aspect of fighting, Diba. Now that we are both warmed up and limber, I will be instructing you on some of the spiritual aspects of martial arts."

Diba frowned slightly as Tsujin changed the subject and they left the dormitory to make their way to the dining hall. It was true that the rat didn't have much experience with spirituality; in a civilian tournament, there was little time for ceremony and even less time for meditative reflection on one's bouts. Though, perhaps Tsujin was referring to a different kind of spirituality than the kind that stuffy nobles insisted on preaching. Diba decided to keep his opinions to himself for the moment as he and Tsujin piled their plates high with food. As they were looking for a place to sit, Tsujin leaned in close to Diba's ear, sending shivers down the rat's spine as the panda whispered. "Use this meal as an opportunity to begin learning. Let us see how much information you can glean by simply being observant."

"Diba, over here!" Feng, the bull, called to him from across the crowded dining hall.

"Go ahead," Tsujin said. "We shall meet after the meal is finished and review what you've learned."

Diba nodded and left his master's side to sit with his fellow students. The rat struggled with his new assignment as he made his way through the crowd of bears to Feng's table. In the civilian arena, every bout was a series of reactions between two fighters. The first move was a reaction to the starting signal and every subsequent move was a reaction to the move that came before until one combatant inevitably made a mistake. There was little time to patiently observe technique or to decide on which reaction one should take. Diba had made it this far practically on instinct alone because opportunities for quiet contemplation were a luxury that most civilian fighters didn't have.

Diba took the open seat next to Feng at the end of the table and the hefty, brown-furred bovine passed him a cup of green tea. The students were chatting among themselves and, for the moment, Diba watched and listened. Most of the conversation was innocuous banter about each student's history in martial study, but Diba forced himself to listen and pay attention while he ate. He hadn't thought about it until that moment, but it was surprising that he didn't recognize the other two civilian students. The monkey and dog hadn't participated in any of the eight tournaments that Diba had won, so the rat listened with rapt attention when it was their turn to speak.

The meal proceeded uneventfully for the most part, though every time Diba emptied his plate, Feng attempted to pile more onto it. The rat also noticed the bull's eyes wandering over his shirtless body and nudged his elbow into the bull's ribs when Feng tried to serve him a third helping. Diba chuckled to himself as the bovine looked away awkwardly and put the food on his own plate instead. A snort from across the table drew Diba's gaze and the dog sitting there stealthily rolled his eyes before giving the rat a knowing grin out of the side of his mouth. Diba had the feeling that the dog knew Feng from before their arrival at the monastery, but it was strange for a commoner and noble to be friends. Then again, Feng had already admitted to being an odd duck among nobles the day before-

A loud gong broke the murmuring din of the dining hall and all present in the room stood in response. Diba and the other two civilians quickly followed suit and glanced around the room, trying to discern the reason for the interruption. Two massive double doors at the near end of the room swung open and Grandmaster Zhang entered, stepping up onto a raised portion of the floor in front of the doorway so that everyone in the room could see him.

"Allow me to formally welcome our new students to Xiongmao Monastery," The aged panda said. "Each of you, please come to the front of the room. It is time to take your vows."

***

The dining hall emptied quickly after the welcoming ceremony concluded. It had been the conventional type of ceremony, the kind that Diba had come to expect from religion and from the nobility. However, it was a different feeling to be treated as an equal instead of one of the lower class. The vows themselves were simple enough, a promise to keep the specifics of the Xiongmao martial arts a secret, and all of the students swore them without hesitation. Feng and Gou, the dog, caught up to Diba as he left hall. He had been scanning the crowd for Master Tsujin, but could not seem to locate the old bear.

"Hey, Diba!" Gou said as he put an arm around the rats bare shoulders, "Our instructors gave us some free time before our next lesson begins and Feng says he found out that the monastery has a hot spring. Want to join us for a dip?"

Diba's neckfur bristled. The hot spring? When could Feng have discovered that, unless- The rat suddenly realized why the bull had been eyeing him up and down over breakfast, and a hot flash of embarrassment washed over him. He wondered just how much of his first encounter with Tsujin the bull had seen. Diba hesitated until the crowd of bears dispersed around them and Tsujin still hadn't appeared. He had been expecting his master would show up to inconveniently occupy him with further training. It wasn't that Feng and Gou were unattractive- quite the opposite, in fact. Diba was simply wary of disappointing his new teacher.

"Master Tsujin said that he would meet with me after breakfast, but I don't see him anywhere. Is granting this kind of free time common?" Diba asked.

Feng shrugged with a twinkle in his eye. "Who knows? But come join us anyway. I'm sure Tsujin wouldn't mind."

Diba eventually shrugged and nodded, following the two eager students to a familiar set of red, wooden doors. Beyond them, the hot spring sat amid the snow-covered ground, steam wafting invitingly off of the water's surface. Feng and Gou eagerly pulled off their training uniform shirts, tossing them into a heap near the rack of towels. The rippling muscles both of them sported caught Diba's eye, and his mind immediately conjured an image of Feng's meaty rump being spread open by Gou's throbbing shaft while Diba looked on. At least, Diba assumed that Feng would be submissive. The bull's shy glances and eagerness to please during breakfast were possible signs of that, but Diba knew that appearances weren't absolute. Gou's pants dropped first and the rat subconsciously licked his lips at the sight of the dog's thick, flaccid length before the canine turned his back on the others and stepped into the warm water.

Diba looked to Feng who smiled shyly as he let his own pants fall, revealing a member that, while average for a bull, was quite sizeable when compared to Diba's own. Feng followed Gou into the spring and both were soon sighing contentedly while Diba gripped the waistband of his trousers.

"And just what do you three think you're doing?" Tsujin's voice said from behind him. None of the students had heard him approach, and Diba was beginning to envy his master's dexterity.

"Er," Feng mumbled as he recovered from surprise. "W-we were just taking a soak while we had some free time before our next training session."

"You two may continue," Tsujin said. "Diba here, however, has training that needs to be concluded right now."

Diba turned around and dropped his hands to his sides, bowing to his teacher. "Of course, master Tsujin."

The panda was smiling and as Diba raised his head, he noticed that Tsujin was carrying a wooden bo staff and a sheathed sword. The panda tossed the bladed weapon in his direction and Diba caught it easily as he stood.

"M-master?" he asked, glancing at the intricate designs on the sword's sheath and hilt.

"Diba, today's lesson is one of focus," Tsujin said as he began to remove his own clothing. Diba's ears turned crimson as his master's broad, muscular, black-furred chest came into view, followed by his white gut. It was proving very difficult to remain soft as he watched the older panda disrobe. Feng and Gao stared, mouths hanging open in both surprise and bewilderment at the scene before them. "Remove your pants, my pupil," Tsujin said. "Since you appear to be so eager to be naked in front of your peers, we shall train in the nude."

"Master Tsujin, is this really necessary?" Diba asked.

"You must learn to shut out all distraction and concentrate on a singular goal," Tsujin replied as he readied his wooden staff.

"B-but-" The rat said meekly as he glanced at Feng and Gao in the spring.

"Let them watch. Is an eight-time tournament champion truly so concerned about his audience?"

Diba grumbled as he reluctantly pulled his trousers down around his ankles and kicked them toward the rack of towels. No tournament had ever demanded that he fight naked before. Tsujin smiled as Feng and Gao's gaze shifted hungrily to Diba's toned body and delicious looking endowment before nodding at his student as the rat readied the still sheathed blade.

"Are you certain you want me to fight you with this?" Diba asked. "I could hurt you, master."

Tsujin chuckled in response. "As we spar, you will tell me everything that you observed over breakfast."

Diba's breath caught in his throat as he noticed Tsujin's length thickening between his legs. He had to admit that he had nearly forgotten about the observation exercise from earlier. Had that been Tsujin's plan all along? The rat's thoughts raced through his mind as he tried to recall all of the information about his fellow students.

"Begin!" Tsujin commanded as he swung the staff around behind him and held his open palm straight out in front of him. Diba glanced down at his master's length and watched it pulse as if in anticipation, and he couldn't stop his own shaft from thickening in response. But all of that was a distraction. He would fail this lesson if he didn't start reciting information.

Diba started with the two students freshest on his mind. "Feng and Gao knew each other before being summoned here-" Tsujin's staff whizzed toward his head and Diba quickly brought his sheathed sword up to block it. "Hou, the monkey, comes from a coastal fishing village and was singled out because of his acrobatic prowess."

The rat leapt backward out of the way of Tsujin's weapon as he collected his thoughts. Being evasive and defending wouldn't be enough; he had learned that much already after facing Tsujin twice. However, recalling the information he had heard over breakfast was taking most of his concentration and it was impossible to focus both on the specifics of the match and also on reciting facts about his peers.

"What else?" Tsujin asked as he swung the staff around in a dizzying display in front of him.

Diba cleared his throat and unsheathed the sword. "Bai, the tiger, is the middle son of five." Diba's blade thunked into the staff and stuck, causing both combatants to struggle against each other. "Bai also finds Shesa, the snake, attractive, but he is too cautious and contemplative to act on his desires." The rat's grip on the hilt of the sword tightened and he pushed both sword and staff to the right, planting a foot on Tsujin's wrist. He wrenched his blade from the wood of the staff and stumbled backward as it came free.

Tsujin lifted the staff and brought it down toward Diba's head with blinding speed. The rat barely back-stepped out of the way and a cloud of snow erupted from the ground where the staff landed. Diba planted one foot on the grounded staff and flipped over his master, blade aimed at Tsujin's shoulder. Tsujin lifted a single index finger and touched the underside flat of the sword, effortlessly pushing it upward, away from his shoulder as Diba sailed through the air. Upon landing behind the large panda, Diba realized that he had still been speaking without thinking about it, but he couldn't recall what he had said. His glance shifted to Gao and Feng in the hot spring, both of their cheeks and ears burning red with awkward embarrassment. Tsujin clapped as he slowly turned to face his pupil.

"Your skills are still unrefined, but instinct is your most powerful tool." Tsujin dropped his staff to the ground and motioned for Diba to sheath the sword. The rat did so, but his own ears burned as he realized how achingly hard he had become. Tsujin's erection throbbed as well, jutting out from his groin in a lewd display of pride. "While your mind is focused on one, singular activity, your voice speaks the truth of your heart. In another lesson, we will attempt the reverse and you will let instinct alone guide your movements while your mind is focused on another task."

Tsujin approached Diba and threw and arm over his shoulder, guiding him toward the two blushing students in the hot spring. Rat and panda stood above bull and dog, erections pulsing in the cool mountain air as Feng and Gao stared with obvious desire. "In truth, I was beginning to wonder if you had even noticed these two spying on us last night, Diba. Do you think we should share our pleasures with them?"

Feng's snout was inches from Diba's throbbing shaft, the bull's nose sending hot huffs of air over the sensetive flesh. Diba had wanted Feng since the two had first met in the circle of students. "I would love to, master," Diba said. Feng's grateful, green eyes looked into Diba's blues as the bull's lips enveloped his length. Gao eagerly tried to do the same to Tsujin, but the panda's thickness was proving more difficult to swallow. Diba gripped his master's waist tightly as Feng's writhing tongue sent shivers of pleasure up his spine. Tsujin grunted in approval as Gao covered his meat with slippery canine saliva, one of the panda's large hands moving to the back of the dog's head and the other to Diba's rear.

The rat gasped as his master's thick fingers parted his cheeks and began to rub teasingly against his quivering asshole. Diba gripped Feng's horns, thrusting his hips forward and burying his cock inside the warm maw. The bull rubbed Diba's thighs and tugged on his sack gently as the rat's member pulsed and throbbed at the back of his throat. Gao wrapped his fist around Tsujin's hefty balls and squeezed them while he pressed his nose into the older panda's musky groin fur. The dog's eyes rolled up in his head from the masculine scent of Tsujin's crotch, and his tongue danced along the underside of the incredibly thick panda shaft that stretched his throat.

Tsujin's fingers rubbed rings around Diba's hole until one of them slid inside to the second knuckle and drew a whimpering moan from the rat's lungs. Diba panted and pushed back to take more of the finger, leaning over Feng's head as the bull pulled himself further out of the water to follow the rat's crotch. Diba panted and squirmed as Tsujin's finger dug into his prostate, the rat's hole clenching like a vice in protest around the intruder. Tsujin huffed and slowly pushed his finger in and out of Diba's ass, leaning down to whisper huskily into the younger rat's ear. "Relax, my boy. Let go of outward distractions and open yourself to me."

A second finger rubbed Diba's taint behind his balls as the first pushed in as deep as it could. Feng's mouth pulled away until only Diba's tip was encased in the bull's lips and the bovine flicked his tongue across the rat's dripping cocktip. The pleasure was almost too much and Diba leaned into his master's thick frame to prevent himself from falling forward into the hot spring. That second finger wandered upward toward the rat's spasming asshole and gently teased the ring as DIba took a few deep, moaning breaths.

Tsujin felt his young student bear down and the older panda's second finger pried Diba open, drawing more whimpers of ecstasy from the rat's mouth. Gao reached over to Feng's now exposed butt and began opening him up as well. Though, the bull's asshole welcomed the fingers more readily than Diba's mostly virgin one did. Feng's moaning grunts around Diba's cocktip made the rat's erection twitch more urgently and the bull reluctantly pulled away as Tsujin moved his fingers back and forth inside of his student.

As Feng pushed back into Gao's fingers and Diba clutched Tsujin's body while being fucked by the panda's large digits, the rat seemed to suddenly realize that it was still the middle of the day. Diba's gaze fluttered nervously about the area as he became acutely aware that others may happen upon the extremely lewd scene at any time. His ass clenched painfully around Tsujin's fingers as embarrassment washed over him.

"Easy," Tsujin whispered. "Let us take refuge in the water, shall we? Perhaps it will ease some of your apprehension."

"I'd rather we just went somewhere more private..." Diba said, gasping as Tsujin gently withdrew his fingers. Gao released Tsujin's dick from his mouth and looked up at the two of them expectantly.

"Privacy can be difficult to come by in the monastery. However, there is a more secluded pool we could move to that would most likely alleviate some of your fears."

Tsujin stepped over to the towel rack and gathered the group's clothing. The three students watched as the burly panda moved to the left hand bamboo wall and vanished. Diba blinked in confusion and then again in surprise when Tsujin's hand appeared again and beckoned to them. Feng and Gao stepped out of the water and the three curiously approached the wall, erections forgotten for the moment as they tried to suss out what had happened. On closer inspection, there was actually an opening in the wall cleverly disguised to be invisible when viewed from far away. The three students hurriedly followed Tsujin down the hidden path to a small building surrounded by stone and bamboo walls. A candle lantern hung above the steps into the building and two large, cold incense burners flanked the entrance. Tsujin lit two sticks of incense with the lantern and placed them in the burners. The pleasantly sweet scent filled their nostrils as the four made their way into the building.

"Most of the other monks know about this place," Tsujin told them. "But if the main pool is unoccupied, they would have little reason to seek out this one."

The pool inside the building was also heated and Feng and Gao eagerly sunk back into the warm water. Tsujin set their clothes down neatly as Diba sat on the water's edge. He could feel his erection slowly returning as Feng gently rubbed his thigh. This was unusual for Diba. His winning streak had left little time for celebration even between tournaments. In fact, he had been more of a recluse the longer his streak had gone on. He had thought that pleasures of food, drink, and flesh would dim his prowess, and so they were best avoided. But he couldn't deny the intense attraction he felt toward Tsujin, or how handsome Feng looked, and it was nice to be appreciated for his looks instead of only his ability. Tsujin appeared at his side and put a large hand on his shoulder. "Let's try to loosen you up a bit more, my boy," the large panda said. "Turn around and lie down."

Diba's heart thudded in excitement and his shaft throbbed noticeably at the thought. He did as he was told, lying down on his back so that his head hung over the side of the bath, just like the night before. Feng grinned down at him and lifted himself out of the water. Diba's breath caught in his throat as the bull's thick, throbbing meat rose up and pulsed against his lips. Tsujin lifted Diba's legs and the rat gasped as something cold and slick was spread over his winking hole. Some kind of oil, maybe? The thought vanished from his mind as Tsujin's two, now slippery, fingers slid inside him once again. Feng guided the blunt tip of his drooling cock into Diba's open mouth and the rat eagerly sucked it into the back of his maw. The bull closed his own lips around Diba's dick and the rat groaned in response.

Gao moved behind the bull, rubbing his own cock between Feng's ass cheeks. Tsujin handed him the bottle of oil he had been holding and the dog spread it over his length and Feng's hole, making the bull whimper with need and push back against him. Diba watched in awe as Feng's ass swallowed Gao's shaft to the hilt and the dog pushed Feng forward, abruptly forcing the bull's dick into Diba's eager throat. The rat gurgled around the pulsing length hilted in his mouth as the bull's hefty sack pressed against his nose. It was then that Tsujin pushed a third finger through the rat's anal ring and Diba saw stars.

Feng pushed back against Gao, removing his cock from the rat's swallowing throat enough for Diba to breathe, but the canine above had already started roughly thrusting into his bovine friend and it was difficult for Feng to hold himself up against Gao's sexual onslaught. Tsujin spread the three fingers slowly as Diba's hole quivered around them. The panda had gained a lot of practice over the years in opening up others for his girth and Diba was actually loosening faster than most. Tsujin imagined the extra stimulation was helping distract the rat from any discomfort he might have felt. After several minutes of sucking and thrusting, Tsujin spread his three fingers as wide apart as possible before slowly pulling them from his student's asshole, leaving the entrance wide open for a few moments before Diba involuntarily clenched it closed.

The panda rubbed his oil-slick cock against the rat's hole and pushed. Diba groaned aloud as he felt his anus stretch around his master's hefty tool, but Feng's thick dick shoving back into his throat turned it into a whimper. The panda moved steadily forward, slowly letting Diba's ass envelop each inch of his cock until the his heavy balls pressed up against the underside of the rat's tail and the thick base of Tsujin's dick spread Diba's entrance even wider than the fingers had.

Diba felt more full than he had ever felt in his life, but deep down, it also felt like his master's length belonged there, buried deep within his warm passage. Feng was in heaven as well- he had never dreamed that being summoned to the monastery would have allowed him to be sucking off the civilian man he had admired for so many tournaments. The bull blushed heavily as Diba's cock spurted precum onto his tongue, and he reveled in the flavor as it slid down his throat. He pulled his own length halfway out of the rat's mouth and then shoved it back in, making Diba whimper happily under him. Feng would have never guessed that Diba had a submissive side, but giving any amount of pleasure to the rat was an immense privilege in the bull's mind.

Tsujin had been waiting patiently for Diba to get used to his girth, but the spasming muscles around his cock were starting to tease the panda a little too much. He pulled an inch from his student and shoved it back in, pushing the four of them together like an interlocking puzzle. Tsujin reached forward and gripped the back of Gao's head, pulling the dog into a passionate, tongue writhing kiss as he began to thrust into Diba in earnest. Gao whimpered into Tsujin's mouth, letting his attraction to the older bear show by gripping Tsujin's shoulders and pulling them together above Feng and Diba. This shoved both of them as deep into their bottoms as possible, making both rat and bull's lips wrap around the base of the other's dick. Diba's tongue lashed against Feng's cock as his lungs burned from lack of air. He lifted his head to the side and pulled it back to breathe before shoving his snout forward again to squeeze the base of Feng's meaty erection. Both panda and dog were thrusting in earnest now, and Feng's whimpering moans were becoming more and more frantic as Diba expertly worked his length. Gao panted hotly into Tsujin's mouth and pulled away briefly to whisper, "I-I'm close, Master Tsujin!"

Tsujin just grinned as he pulled the dog back into that hot, sensual kiss, rumbling low in his chest as the canine grunted and moaned into the panda's maw. Feng quivered above Diba as he felt the dog's cock throb thicker inside of him. Gao hilted and the bull felt a hot warmth spreading deep in his guts as the canine erupted sticky seed into him. Diba kept sucking as the head of Feng's meat flared thickly in his throat and the bull's thick semen shot directly into his stomach. Gao kept thrusting through his orgasm and some of his cum leaked out of Feng's hole to drip down over the bull's twitching balls and onto Diba's forehead. Diba pulled back to taste the last of Feng's delicious load on his tongue before he pulled off completely, panting as he hugged the bovine's muscular body to his chest while Tsujin pounded the rat's stretched anus with increased vigor.

Gao broke the kiss with the panda and slid out of Feng to submerge himself in the relaxing warmth of the hot spring. The bull continued sucking on Diba's length, and the rat's moans grew higher in pitch as he tightly clutched Feng's muscular body against his. Tsujin lifted his pupil's legs and panted with each deep thrust, feeling his shaft swelling from impending release. He savagely pounded his pupil's hole as he lifted his head and bellowed aloud in ecstasy, his cock firing rope after rope of hot bear seed deep into his student's spasming asshole. Diba couldn't stop the peaking pleasure welling inside of him from the feeling of his teacher's heavy load, and his own erection jumped in Feng's mouth as it spurted and throbbed.

The bull happily swallowed everything that Diba had to give, and only reluctantly pulled away when the rat below him started to squirm and whine from discomfort. Diba panted in exhaustion as his tired entrance clenched weakly around the base of Tsujin's softening cock. The panda lifted Diba into a warm hug, letting his cock flop out of the rat's anus on its own. The panda and rat sat on the edge of the pool, sharing an intimate kiss as Feng and Gao cuddled in the warm water.

All of them practically jumped out of their skin when a fifth person spoke from the doorway. "So this is how you decided to shirk your training, is it?" Feng's ears drooped in recognition as all four turned to see instructors Shen and Lu standing at the entrance, arms folded over both of their chests.

"I would say that you are a terrible influence, Tsujin," Lu added, "if the benefits of such activity were not already known." The three students stared in dumbfounded surprise as the two instructors stripped off their own clothing to join them in the warm water.

"I-is every monk in this place aware of our preferences?" Gao asked indignantly.

Lu smiled as he wrapped an arm around his canine student's shoulders. "Do not be mistaken, you hide it well. However, many of us have a great amount of training in the area of observation."

"Unfortunately for you, not all lessons can be as pleasurable as this," Shen said as he slipped into the water opposite Gao and Feng.

Tsujin nodded. "We expect all three of you to perform one thousand strike drills before sundown tomorrow. Only after you accomplish that will you be allowed to partake in more pleasurable training."

The three students looked at each other and groaned in dismay.