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The sun slowly came up over the town, in an apartment complex a bear was sleeping fan lightly blowing cool air into the room making the bear cool but also warm.

The radio sitting at the side bleeped and rang saying to get up, the bear grunted and then bear roar yawned turning it off.

"Mmm good morning new day, lets hope that nothing bad happens today"

I said as I got up yawning itching my butt.

I'm a brown bear, about 6'5 age of 52, slightly chubby from eating good foods but also from being bear winter fat and all that plus I don't exercise.

I showered and washed the sleep from my eyes I enjoyed the nice cool water on my fur I sighed and yawned itching my balls but that lead to my cock coming to life, it was only 5 inches long but was thick I think a girl once said it was the thickness of a hot dog bun.

I rubbed it and growled as I was horny as hell I rubbed and stroked it thinking of stuff I liked, mostly the nude drawings I see, did I not say? I'm an art teacher and a very good one.

I'm one of those art teachers that like's everything because everyone has to start somewhere, look at the early work of any artist and you see how bad they are.

I just give tips and hints but also show what 4 years of art and being told that my art wasn't going to be in any museum or art gallery but look in the local museum and my art is in there.

I growled as I came shooting thick bear goop's of cum onto the titled wall it slide down into the tub I washed it away and panted.

Getting out I had some breakfast and started to read the papers, papers of students you must have good ideas in your head but you most always be able to read and write as well explain what the piece is.

As I drank my coffee I got another itch, I picked up my pipe and light it, sadly my father was a pipe smoker and when I was old enough he brought me my first pipe.

I coughed and hacked from the tabbco but I got used to it and also I'd been smoking rolled up cigarettes for a few months but the pipe was different.

As I puffed I saw that time was getting on, I drank the last of my coffee got dressed putting on my dark velvet green smoking jacket complete with brown elbow patches putting my pipe tabbco in my pocket and my pipe and went to my car.

I got in and tuned the radio into the jazz channel, listening to it as I drove I smiled the car? Oh its just a 80's USA car, just a Oldsmobile or something, basic model just basic nothing fancy, parts are cheap fuel is okay but I use it a lot mostly to drive to the college campus and back its a good 14 miles each way.

Getting into the campus I parked up grabbing my papers and locking the car.

The sound of young kids talking dancing to the latest crazy why is moving like a worm so hip? Is that even a word hip? I gave that up in the 70's.

I walked into the college and breathed deep, the smell of musk was string but so was the smell of food as well as other smells that college has.

I walked to the art department and that's when I saw him my muse or helper but he's not that best of a helper more a comedy relief then anything else he was sitting outside the art door waiting.

"Hello sir! I hope you are okay from yesterday oh and here"

He handed me some money a payment for what he'd done yesterday

"Thank you Pongo, now what do we now know not to do?"

I said putting the money in my pocket that would buy me a coffee later,

"To not carry all the art equipment to the closet, then to drop them onto one self and then tried to prop it up only to have it fall all over onto you mister brown"

I'm mister brown by the way in case you didn't know,

"Very good pongo, but also to be more careful and to not try to be a Jackson Pollack and be a living piece of rainbow art"

I said petting his head opening the door to let him in

He was a good kid, his dad or mum was a teacher in here but he wasn't old enough to be in college but could get an apprenticeship with me as being helpful.

He was 5'4 a Dalmatian dog very cute and was very hyper active, maybe had ADDHD but it was had to tell he was good at getting the art stuff just not doing art or tidying up.

As he went in going under my arm I nearly lost the papers but he'd done that so many times I was used to it.

He went to the closet and got out the easels, paint, brushes, and everything else.

I just sat on my desk, the classroom was long I was at the top next to the closet in front of me sat 12 desks for writing and other art ideas like 3-d or animation drawing or cartoons, the rest of the room was empty big enough for a fur to sit stand or be in the middle for drawing reasons.

As I marked papers pongo got into a tight space one of the easels was being stupid not wanting to stay up, pongo hit it and then it fell down he put it back and it fell down, he then tightened it and it fell down he growled and barked at it then hit it and it fell over then like domino's that one fell then the rest into a heap on the floor.

"Sigh pongo, what have I said about your temper?"

I said looking at the mess as he was picking it up trying to make it look as if nothing had happened,

"To not loss it? But it wasn't staying up and it was I had to do it I didn't ask to be here!"

He said storming out of the room slamming the door, he had his fathers temper, mind you he is the PE teacher so that makes sense,

I got up and set the easels up making the one that fell down behave and stay turns out the knob for tightening it was broken I used a tool and fixed it back on.

At that point the bell rung and pongo returned with some coffee, it seemed doing basic monotony tasks calmed him, that's why I offered him the place he has here.

He sat it down as students came in though the doors big bags bulging with art items and there work a few only coming in with a laptop, a stupid waste of time but even I had to get used to it plus they only used it for art with a tablet a very neat item to of been made indeed if I had the time I'd use one but I like to use my paws not some pen.

I drank the coffee gods he was good at doing this I then wrote on the board.

"Okay class, today we will be doing life drawings, well those that are drawing but all of you will be,

"now take your little guy or girl and then pose him her and then draw that, now on Friday there will be a live model, yes I know a live nude model now don't worry its not me, I did my nudeness in the 60's and err 70's"

The class laughed at that and I went to watching them, the class went on for 3 hours.

As the class started to draw what they had pongo was helping too by being more computer helpful, yes the kid knew how to use one of those tablets me? I managed to draw a box on one and that was after 4 hours at one sitting just trying to work out how it worked and what every tool did.

I helped the others in showing that you draw lightly then harder that or take a few scraps and draw it until you get it right then draw it on the canvas.

As I walked around there was one fur that was a bit different at drawing, all his drawings are okay there just a bit off putting but it was his art after all, all I could do is show him the way to draw and paint.

"Okay so Tommy what is this you're drawing?"

I said looking at the model he had it was in the arched over position

"It's the devil controlling the furries making them lust and sin, this one will be shagging a prostitute his wedding ring will be glowing,

"This one over here will be at a slot machine with bills around him piling up, it goes well with my lyrics will you look at them mister brown?"

He said as he drew out the demon in great detail I should keep an eye on this kid he's a great drawer but it's very dark what he draws but then most art has a dark side just his is easy to see,

"Erm, s-sure but just remember I can only give you feed back"

I said looking at the papers he had given to me; I looked though them there were a lot of lines

"Look, there is the gambler trying to win it big on the machine, clang, clang LEMON!!! He swears and kicks the machine his head now bleeding from nutting the machine, don't,"

I stopped and said it was good as the rest just went on to say how putting money in this machine is making you sin your a sinner and more sin stuff.

The bell then rang and the kids left for other lesions pongo picked up the paint and put it away only getting some of it on him.

He then washed up the pallets and the brushes I then got a phone call from the office.

"Hello art department, mister brown here"

"Oh hello brown, I've some bad news, that nude you wanted on Friday, the poor dear got a cold from posing nude in the park to the local artists, he's had to cancel sorry about that"

"It's alright, is there anyone else that can do it?"

"Oh gods no, none of the teachers want to as well the students will know what they look like nude and might ask questions you know about miss horns c section scar? They might see that or something else"

"That is true, plus most of the other teachers are either hairy or might give the kids mental scars from there parts, thinking in years to come it'll look like that when there old"

"I hope you find someone else just thought I'd let you know good day"

The phone went dead and I hung up

I sighed, I now had to either find another wiling furry to pose nude or find another nude that wasn't in the science department as that was only for sex education and that was at the start of the new term get it over with at the start and after that they are gone or are in another college.

I then heard a crash as a pot of water crashed onto the floor it had slipped from pongo's paws.

He picked up the glass pieces I was glad that the cooking department had loads of empty jars to use it was cheaper then tins and more better as tins rusted but also made the paint go solid.

I sighed then a knock on the door came in stepped a beaver here to fix the shelf's he was from the construction department, pongo showed him and he got to work in a few minutes he was done, I paid him the money pongo had given me he then left.

I sighed I then saw pongo looking at the art trying to be like the pictures failing to do so then an idea came to me.

The bell rang and the students came back in they went back to work after having a break this lesion was only for two hours before lunch.

At lunch pongo went home he lived like only a few moments from the college.

I puffed my pipe and watched the students smoke there cheap rolled up cigarettes.

Then up came pongo's mum and dad they didn't smoke but had to make sure the students weren't smoking some pot they never did well not with me around hay I was young too so I would bang on the fence there when these two coming.

"Hello mister brown, you said you wanted to see us?"

Pongo's mum said smiling

"Yeah you wanted to see us? What has son done now? Other then broken something pricier then shelves"

Father said looking angry or confused it was hard to tell

"Yes I did can you came to my office? Well work place, it'll only take a moment, oh and call your son too"

I said taking a few more puffs then tapping the pipe to empty the contents into the bin

In the art room I talked to them both and they seemed shocked at what I had to offer.

Pongo then walked in he looked to see mum n dad there

"Crap, look if this about the paint bombs it wasn't me I didn't know it would go off at the wrong time stupid time change"

He said looking at the floor trying to not be in trouble for that indecent

"No, but thank you for that pongo I'll be sure to keep that my secret, now your mum and dad here say its okay but I need you to say its okay"

I said filling my pipe for the end of the day smoke

"Okay well what is it? After all I have to it as I have a job here even if it is costing me"

He said walking up to the desk hugging mum and sitting on her lap like a good boy

"Well our nude model for tomorrow is sick and there is no one else so I was thinking maybe you could fill his place, and yes you'd be nude"

I said looking at him in the eyes not away but right in his eyes

"What?! No I'll do it but I want pants on! I might get um hard from seeing the girls look at my parts"

He said going red and putting his paws on his crouch

"Son you do it! It'll make you a man! I'd do it but sadly I have to teach those fatties, they won't scream at themselves on the track"

His father said getting up and going in a huff almost as if he wanted the job?

"M-Mum?"

He said looking at her with his big puppy dog eyes trying to get out of it anyway he could with the cute puppy dog eyes routine

"I'm sorry but if you don't do it then your nothing but a coward, these things happen plus it'll make you more confident and maybe less clumsy"

She said bopping him on the nose making him sniff though his nose like most dogs do when bopped on the nose

"It'll only be for the day, maybe a few weeks after that only until our nude returns, but I promise it'll only be for the day plus you can choose the pose,

"Your be the first to do it plus girls might like you for being so brave"

I said to pongo as he was thinking it over looking at the floor almost wanting it to swallow him up now

"Fine but I want a couch and a robe so I can drape it over myself"

He said looking at me like it was a deal or a contract

"You can have it over your upper body or on the couch but you must be nude"

I said getting a bit sterner in my voice almost like it was a bank heist and I was negotiating the freedom of the trapped furs inside the bank,

"Fine but it'll only be until that other guy or girl turns up?"

He said looking at me then getting up from mummy's lap

"Yes, plus you can change here in the closet no need to come here early in the morning and freeze or get a cold in just a robe, plus the seat will be warm it has a heating thing under it"

I said trying to make it sound like it was going to be fun rather then embarrassing

They left and I just sighed it was now the last few hours before end of day, I put on the board what was happening Friday.

The students came in; this last hour was questions as well as just finishing off other work in other classes.

They all asked why pongo was going to be nude and I told them about the nude who had caught a cold.

Some of them just talked others doing work Tommy was mostly looking at the wall writing stuff down I should really keep an eye on that kid.

The final bell went and everybody left pongo then asked me to stay so I did.

"I'm not sure I can do tomorrow mister brown, what if my dick comes out, or if I get stuck in that pose forever?"

He said looking very shy and red but also fearful

"Well if you want to you can get nude now and your see what its like to have eyes on your nude body, don't worry I'm not a pervert or will tell your parents that I saw you nude well they already know I'm going to be seeing you nude but this is before that and I'll lock the door too"

I said getting up and locking it the door had a window but it was white glass no looking in or out

"That seems okay mister brown, I guess if you're looking at me you can see me and then I won't get shy"

Pongo smiled and went into the closet to get undressed

I sat down and light up my pipe puffing away window open for the smoke to exit the windows too were smoked you could see out of them but not in or not very well.

I marked some work too mostly just wanting for pongo, the door then opened and he stepped out.

I turned in my chair and saw him all nude I blushed and nearly dropped my pipe.

He stood there all nude his sheath and balls exposed a small hint of pink or red poking up at the tip of his sheath.

"Well how do you feel pongo? I can see your turning into a good man plus your not that hard I only see a slight tip, that's from being nude in front of someone its common most nudes have it"

I said looking at him my own cock throbbed why? I said get down this is no time for that in my mind to my cock

"Um thank you sir, um could I see you nude too sir? Only I feel if I know what you look like nude I'll be okay as I know we've shared our nude body's and that is okay"

He said as he sat on the desk still nude not covering up at all

"I don't see why not plus you seem okay with being nude as you're not covering up at all, this might be a good job for you after all, it takes guts to go nude in front of furries, let along younger ones that giggle at the most stupidest of things"

I said going into the closet shutting the door behind me

I took my clothes off my cock rock hard I growled trying to get it to soften but seeing pongo's body just made it throb more.

I opened the door and walked out my cock slightly hidden by the chubby ness of me but not all of it.

Pongo looked and blushed, he then pointed to my hard on; I just said it was an old bear thing and that it was a sign of being mature and old.

Pongo hugged me and said that he was going to be the best nude in the class ever.

He then closed the door and got dressed he then came out and sadly had the wrong clothes on there was no light in there well not after he'd hit it with an easel.

I laughed at him the clothes were too big and didn't fit on him; he took them off and went back in door open to see what he was doing.

I then got dressed too my cock still hard even harder now from seeing him in my clothes, I couldn't smell him on them but I kinda wish I could.

He left happy as I unlocked the door and let him go I went home too turning the lights off and getting into my car.

At home I sighed had I really just been turned on by one of my students, or workers?

I looked down only to see my belly but I could feel my cock was still hard, the kinda hard you get after masturbating and cumming that kind of hard.

I put my dinner in the oven but throughout the night I kept on thinking of pongo, his slim body, his small but soft balls and sheath fuck I was now horny and rock hard!

I took a cold shower and growled loudly trying to think of other things the works of art that were dull and crap.

That seemed to work I sighed as I sat down to eat dinner watching some art program on the telly.

I then watched some T.V. shows I liked I then yawned it was getting late I turned the telly off and yawned; I got into my PJ's and went to sleep snoring loudly.

I had a dream were pongo was nude in front of the class but then I got nude and stood with him our cocks touching then we kissed the class still drawing us in this pose.

I then felt him touch my cock he then got down and started to suck it lick it like a dog would I moaned and growled humping into his maw.

The class now wasn't drawing but instead jerking off and watching us.

He then moved around and started to rim me before pushing a paw into me making me moan he then rubbed my prostate pushing on it making me growl out in pleasure.

He then got up and poked his cock at me he then pushed it into me oh gods it was heaven but then came a buzz, buzz, buzz and the dream of him fucking me faded I then woke and gasped looking at the morning sun as it shone.

It was just a dream but for the first time in a long time I was hard and dripping cum I'd had a wet dream over a student.

I turned the radio off and sighed I didn't even get to feel that knot of his.

I got up and put the now soiled PJ's in the wash basket I puffed on my pipe and thought.

Was I really turned on by this boy? Or was it the lack of sex seeing someone younger nude had got me worked up?

I growled and threw my pipe at the wall for being so perverted thinking of him like that dreaming of him like that.

Another cold shower and a rubbing session got me in the right mind, thankfully my pipe hadn't broken I picked it up put it in my jacket then went to my car my paperwork and coffee in paw.

As I drove I just kept on thinking about him, how he was nude right there, I should of made a move just to show I wanted him.

I then opened my eyes and hit the breaks just missing going though a red.

At college I went into the shop and brought some more tabbco I then puffed my pipe.

I sighed it had been a while since I'd chain puffed in a while but I had to I needed to go in there level headed.

As I walked to the classroom I saw him sitting on the floor playing on his phone.

He smiled and got up he was sitting on a bag in it was a robe new too as it still had the price tag.

He was ready and so was I, I would just have to put those bad thoughts to one side like a project that goes nowhere and then you return a few months later to see it looking the same but have a new take on it.

As he went in he asked if I could set the stuff up as he went into the closet the furs brought in a couch with heater under it.

I plugged it in and turned it to warm I sat on it and it was warm I turned it down pongo then came out and sat on it he said it was fine, the bell then rang.

The students came in and pongo sat on the couch waiting.

"Okay class today we have pongo the nude he will be what you are drawing now, no stupid drawings like big dick or him in an orgy unless its a Roman orgy then okay but first ask if he is okay with that,

"Also no sexual things like dildo's or him being fully hard on and shagging you or someone else in the class"

As I finished speaking pongo took off his robe putting it on the floor I took it and put it on the nearest desk did want it to be in the frame of things,

Pongo lay on the couch he then lifted his leg and let one arm hang down the side.

The furries started to draw him in this pose, I then turned on the spinner, it was just a very slow lazy Susan it would mean every furry got to see him and copy the pose.

All throughout the lesion I kept on looking at his crouch my dick throbbing from it.

I watched as everyone drew him quite well only Tommy drew him being held by satin as he was lifted to heaven, he called it "even the devil must let some go sometimes" he then started to colour it.

The bell went and everyone packed up I hadn't noticed but pongo had fallen asleep.

Everyone left and I was there with him alone.

I sat at my desk and then turned the lazy Susan off so that he was facing me.

I took out my pencils and a big pad of paper I then started to draw him.

Slow swift pencil markings then deeper shading all the while rubbing my cock which I had out under my desk.

I added some fruit and a velvet drape on the couch I then started to draw myself.

I'd always drawn myself how I would of loved to of looked, so I drew myself with a six pack and chiselled pecs, I drew myself nude holding a fan to the dog fanning him while another me kneeled next to him feed him the grapes, my fanning self had a hard long cock not too big but enough to please the king.

I could see it now, he would tell the grape feeder to leave then tell the fan slave to blow on something else.

He would spread his legs and rub his sheath I would then lick it and suck it until he came then I came!

That snapped me too I looked he was still asleep on the couch, I then looked at the drawing and sighed, I put it away in the desk.

I then coughed and pongo woke up yawning.

"Well I guess your not the first model to fall asleep on that but I would say don't but you looked cute, I mean you looked great!"

I said still thinking of the image in my head and on the paper, now trying to stuff my cock back into my pants

"Well thanks sir I'm stiff though can I go?"

He said getting up and stretching his arms

"Yes, and go get me a coffee too"

I said putting the drawing in my draw along with the other drawings I had done

"Yes mister brown!"

He said getting up and exiting

"5, 4, 3, 2,"

I said as he came running back in and putting the robe on he then exited, he could wear pants but oh well I guess he was alright being in the nude all the time instead of just putting on some pants to get a coffee.

I went outside to puff on my pipe I had this odd feeling that something might happen to pongo if I didn't go back in there quick enough.

I finished puffing away then exited and walked back into my room and saw on the floor pongo moping up the remains of coffee we always have a mop and bucket in art as well art is messy and you need to keep the floor clean.

"I'm sorry mister brown I slipped on some paint I hope I haven't damaged anything"

He said almost crying from this it had been a long while since pongo had dropped my coffee

"Your okay pongo it's not your fault so long as it hasn't gone in the draws or over anybody's work and or papers"

I said but sadly it had gone in the draws only slightly though.

I pulled out the wet paper putting it on the heater to dry my art from a few moments ago was only slightly wet I hid it from pongo but I was hoping it would have been destroyed.

The bell then went and pongo got back onto the couch he de-robed and I finished cleaning up the mess.

I then went to get another coffee maybe the walk would take my mind off what I'd been thinking of.

I poured some coffee out and then headed back to the class, it was quite I then saw that everyone was busy painting or drawing adding there own details.

Pongo in the meantime had fallen asleep I didn't mind it was a good idea so long as you didn't change pose.

After another few hours it was time for lunch, pongo was woken by the bell and he got dressed going to lunch.

Everyone else put there pictures in there folders or into there draw for next week.

I in the mean time had a puff on my pipe and ate my lunch I then worked on the drawing giving it some details and shading.

I could feel my cock start to harden from the picture; I thought about it and added some detail on the sheath of pongo adding a lot of details shading making it stand out.

I then thought about the next part where I was to give him a blow job.

I could not draw then but I wanted to but what would he say? I sighed my cock throbbed I growled from it doing so but I couldn't fight it any more.

I looked at the clock I had at least half an hour I started to rub my cock thinking of that blow job.

I would suck and taste him first to get a nice taste of the king; I would then rub his balls then finger his hole to get him to whimper, I maybe a slave but that doesn't mean I can't get some pay back too!

I would then suck him and make sure to suck long and hard along his length making sure to pull on that knot of his.

I then came growling out loudly shooting my load onto the desk underside and the floor.

I gasped and panted had I just done it again what was wrong with me?

After lunch the students returned and where more interested in pongo then me, he was quite popular now posing in the nude a few girls gave him their numbers as well as chatting him up before the final bell went.

Pongo then got dressed; I had to go home today I would be getting my shopping done and the shops close soon.

I handed pongo the spare keys, I would never give him the master, only I can have that, but in my rush I'd forgotten to lock up the draw I kept my items in, spare pipe tabbco and the drawings I do.

Pongo waved me bye as he got dressed he then had an evil grin.

He got out some paper and started to throw paint at it Willy nilly not caring where it went.

He laughed and then sprayed some paint over my desk he then gasped and stopped, I think this was his rage dealing with.

He then cleaned it up putting the paper in the bin.

He then saw the mess on my desk; he cleaned that up and then saw my draw open.

He was kinda torn, should I open it or leave it as is? The devil said open it and see if you can get anything from it, the good side said to close it and put a note on saying remember to lock me.

The devil won and pongo opened it there under the pipe and bag was a sketch book.

Pongo looked though it, there was loads of great art, all done by mister brown but that's when he saw the next piece it was him on the couch looking like a king then he saw two of the same teacher fanning him and feeding grapes.

He turned the page and there sketched out was something that looked like him but he was standing and mister brown was kneeling before him.

Pongo didn't question it but did like the art it was beautiful! He took a picture and put the real thing back in the draw but he'd left it open and on that sketch.

The weekend went by and mister brown did what he loved to do draw things and just read as well as watch some telly come Monday he was much better and thought he'd gotten over his little flash with the student but sadly that was far from over!

End of chapter one