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Fuyu sighed as he splashed some semi-cold water onto his face and looked into the mirror. Thankfully; he didn't look half as ragged as he felt. Sometimes he wondered if high school was really a necessary step in the educative process or if it was just a social experiment to see how much abuse a teenagers' psyche could take before they gave up entirely. Another long day of boring ass classes, teachers who believed teenagers should be born as fully formed, responsible, white-collar adults, and of course the inevitable jeering and bullying by the popular kids.

He was in the middle of fixing his hair and about to head back out to lunch when his phone chimed. Fucking hell; another random number. Every few days now would bring at least one message from a random stranger. Ever since a couple months ago when someone thought it would be funny to write his name and number on the bathroom stall under the statement "I give free head."

Sure enough, the text was simple and to the point: 'Two of us. Suck our dicks, maybe we'll fuck you. Showers in the guys' locker room after school.'

He ignored it as usual, putting the phone back in his pocket and heading out to the cafeteria. He sat at an out of the way table, enjoying the space until a rather tall, muscular Pygmy Goat joined him. His best friend, Alan Danes. Though Alan broke the Pygmy label and looked like he was on the swim team, being 6'3" and chiseled like a Greek statue, he was actually in marching band. Fuyu could never remember what the name of the drums he played were, though he did remember they had some odd number name. Quints, he thought was the right word. Alan was also in with the theater kids, helping them build sets for plays when he wasn't practicing with the band, being in the concert band too, again playing percussion.

He was in his usual choice of gym shorts and a jersey tank, which of course showed off his abs and calves. He said it was for comfort, but Fuyu has no doubt he also loved the stares it drew his way. Fuyu, for his part, had always found the goat cute. Alan was shy and very quiet around people he didn't know, but once he did, his true self shined through. A bit cocky, a bit aloof, he was a ton of fun and always ready to lend a hand.

They were in the middle of a conversation about the latest concert and how the auditorium was being set up to handle it when Fuyu remembered he had a question on the Geometry homework that he didn't understand. Luckily, Alan happened to be an honor roll kid and agreed to explain it.

Setting the book between them, Fuyu followed along and started taking notes. He had just leaned in to take a better look at the problem, and get a little closer to Alan, when one of the school rednecks walked up and started laughing. He was a chubby, greasy looking bloodhound, and took a few classes with both boys.

"Well what's going on over here, huh? Couple of queers making out?" he sneered, making sure he was loud enough to catch the attention of at least a couple of the tables around them as he did.

Alan hurriedly mumbled out 'N-no. Leave us alone, Brandon....'; but the heavier boy just ignored him and kept going. "You two touching each other under the table? Rubbing your dicks in your spare time? I mean, we all know Fuyu likes it up the ass. What about you, Danes? You want his little dick in your butt? Wanna suck him under the bleachers or some shit?"

Alan's blush made his Caprine features darken, his horns almost touching the table as he curled up in a ball from the bloodhound's insults. Normally, Fuyu wouldn't mind the humiliation. Hell; he got off on it, really. Truth be told, his groin had even stirred a little at the insults and the thought of Alan ramming him good and hard.

But seeing his friend like that set something off inside him. He slammed his palms onto the table as he jumped up, getting into Brandon's face and shouting "He said get lost, you crotch-licking asshole!"

And that was all it took. The wrinkle-faced canine snorted and walked off with a mumbled "Whatever, homos."

Alan took a second and breathed, then uncurled himself and stood up. "Thanks, man. That guy's such a prick." He had started tugging on his left horn absent-mindedly, a nervous habit that Fuyu secretly loved. He reached out and gently took Alan's hand away, knowing that the habit itself bothered him almost as much as being bullied. In fact; there had been times the two went hand in hand, with other kids teasing him about pulling his horn off, or asking him if it reminded him of his boyfriend last night.

He should have known it was asking for more trouble. No sooner had he done that and gotten out "Don't worry about it. Are you okay?" still holding Alan's hand, then a girl's voice rang called out from nearby: "Oh my god! Get a room, rainbow riders!"

He felt his friend pull away from him and he let go with another sigh. It seemed to be his hobby nowadays. Three more classes and he could go home. Hopefully he could call Alan and apologize for getting him picked on if he couldn't do so before they left for the day.

History went by without any real incident, just a few whispers from some girls, stares and pointing from the cheerleaders, and one of the tennis players throwing a wadded up ball of paper at his head. Unballing it, he found a crudely drawn picture of two stick figures having doggy-style anal sex, labelled 'Graycen and Danes'. It seemed the redneck at lunch had created more attention than they thought. Lovely.

Science brought the 'rebel' crowd and more shouts of 'gay', 'queer', and all the other standards. Really; they needed more material. Or at the very least, to learn some new words to use. Fuyu felt something gnawing at his skull, nagging him. The same feeling he had had at lunch, he supposed, but not as all consuming as it had been.

The last class of the day was Algebra. Fuyu always loved this class, if only because it was the only class he had with Alan. Truth be told, he'd probably have better grades in the class if he actually paid more attention to the lesson, and less staring into the goat's amazing eyes. The horizontal irises were surrounded by a nebula of violet haze, mottled with grey dust motes and pierced by shards of ice the most brilliant blue....

They were perfect, really. Now if only they were focused on him. And not the ass, tits, and crotch of every jock and bimbo slut in the class. Alan was currently busy drooling over one of the basketball players, talking to him about something mindless, Fuyu was sure. Taking a breath, the small hybrid made up his mind and walked over. He had just gotten into earshot when he caught the jock saying: 'Come by tonight. Maybe I'll show you the new puppy gear I bought my bitch...'

Fuyu's ears flattened against his head as he heard that, his heart sinking into his stomach. Of course he knew that Alan was into the BDSM and Kink scenes...but he had always hoped that someday his friend would want to do some of that with him.

The wolf Alan was chatting up was nothing special, at least that Fuyu could see. Average build for a basketball team, no titles or records to his name, no accomplishments to be proud of. Fuyu was pretty sure he had spent most of the season riding pine.

Alan hadn't noticed his friend appearing, so Fuyu cleared his throat gently and spoke up. "Hey, Alan? I had a question about this formu-" He didn't get to finish before the wolf spun around and snarled.

"Did you not see that we were having a conversation, girly boy?" he snapped, his claws audibly digging into the wood of the desk as his fangs flashed. Alan, on the other hand, sighed and pat the predator's paw. "It's okay, George. Let me handle it." He soothed, then turned back to Fuyu. "What was your question, honey?" though his voice was tight and slightly shaking, as if he wasn't really up to talking to him.

George, for his part, decided that wasn't the answer he wanted to hear, shoving away from his desk and growling at Alan deep in his chest. "Figures you'd go for sissy shits like him. Why don't you call me when you can handle a real Dominant.'

He stalked away as Alan closed his eyes, breathing slowly and doing his best to keep his hand from traveling up to his head. Fuyu gave a small laugh and joked "Wow. Day of the douche, eh hun?"

Now it was Alan's turn to slam his hand onto the table. "Dammit, Fuyu! Why did you have to interrupt?" His face was red as he shook with anger. "George was the only guy willing to talk to me after lunch today, and I really wanted him to play a scene with me tonight!"

Fuyu, on his part, paled as he felt the burn of shame at being yelled at by his friend, the knowledge that some of the kids could hear, and anger that Alan would be so upset over someone like George. "I just wanted to talk to you, I wa-"

"I don't care! You're always ruining my chances with guys at school. Why can't you ever just let me talk to them?" Alan's eyes were beginning to tear up as he balled his fists. Fuyu could feel the burn get deeper. "Oh, so that's how you think? You'd prefer being collared and leashed by some asshole treating you like a puppy?" He hadn't meant to, but his voice had gotten louder, meaning the whole class heard him.

They started to giggle, and soft 'Ooohhh!'s could be heard, but they all stayed quiet. True to typical teenage form, they would rather watch the drama unfold than try and stoke the fires before they got a show.

Alan stood up slowly, towering over Fuyu as he bared his teeth. "Well at least I don't cream my shorts from someone calling me a faggot and teasing me about how small my dick is!" His words, on the other hand, were yelled. Meant to reach everyone's ears and hit straight into the heart of the boy he was angry at. The laughing got louder, and now the comments started. "Oh man, really?" "I always knew he had a baby dick!" "Does he wear dresses too?"

Fuyu's long ears instantly laid flat against his skull as he took a step back. Alan's face softened as he reached out, suddenly realizing what he had just done. "No, Fu, I'm s-" Fuyu, however, smacked his hand away, turned on his heel and stormed out of the classroom, grabbing his bag and things on the way. He ran to the one spot in school he knew nobody would find him, a cubby hole in the wall carved out between two sets of lockers. Somewhere only a smaller sized person like him could get to, but once inside, there was a space the size of a small room that someone had managed to make long ago.Fuyu had found it his first year, and claimed it as his own. He had managed to get a folding chair in there somehow, and then a lamp Alan had scored from one of the old Drama productions. His own personal hiding spot, only two people knew where it was.

The volcano inside him had come back. He couldn't think past Alan's words and the feeling of wanting to scream and lash out. He needed something to calm him down, to get him feeling like himself again. The goat had been right, he probably would cum if he were being used and humiliated right now, but something in his brain hated that thought at the moment. That's when he remembered the message from earlier in the day, and grabbed his phone. Alan had already texted him a few times, begging him to talk and trying to apologize.

He ignored those and hit the message from the unknown number. He sent back simply: 'Let's do it. Meet you there at 5.' A thought had hit his head, and he was pissed off enough to follow it. If these assholes wanted to play with him, he'd play...but this time it was going to be different.

==The Locker Room 5:00 PM==

The showers of the locker room always seemed to be warm, damp, and felt like there was a layer of grease on the skin and fur of anyone who entered. Fuyu did his best to ignore that sensation, and the cloying stink of sweat and god knows what else that clung underneath it all. He checked his phone, it was time for the mystery guests to arrive; so where were they? He put his stuff into his bag, then shoved it into a locker in the main room, using his usual lock to make sure it was out of the way but safe. He stood in just his gym gear as he waited, until he finally heard two deep voices guffawing to one another as they got closer.

"Shit; I didn't think he'd actually answer, bro! This is gonna be good." Fuyu thought he recognized the speaker, but he couldn't place the voice with a face as they kept talking. "Wait until everyone hears that little twerp's sucking dick in the showers! He'll never be able to show his face in school again! Hey; maybe we should take video, make it go viral?" Whoever it was, they were getting on Fuyu's nerves already, making his mind up that choosing to go through with his plan was the right choice. He let himself relax and cross his arms, glaring at the corner the two would come around as the other voice replied: "Dude; keep it down. There's still a chance Coach decided to stay late. Besides, if we took video then they'd know it was us who he was sucking off, dipshit."

Oh, how right he was. The pair finally came into sight, and Fuyu couldn't help but grin. The first voice belonged to Jacob Stantz, a draft horse with chestnut fur, white "boots" at his wrists and ankles and #74 on the school football team. A Fullback, Fuyu remembered, though standing at 7' and clocking in at 290 pounds, god only knew why. Though the coach had mentioned something during class about wanting to move him to Offensive Lineman, which Jacob personally hated. He was convinced he was the best player on the team, it seemed, and he thought his position as Fullback showed that off better than, as he had so eloquently put it: 'Pushing other dudes around, rolling around on the ground with them.'

The only problem with his theory, which everyone in school knew except Jacob it seemed, was that the entire team hated him. He would run around school making threats and bullying others, but ran and hid whenever someone who wouldn't take his shit came along. Fuyu was sure he could probably handle him if something happened.

It was the second boy that made Fuyu's legs go weak, from both fear and from arousal.

Austin 'Crush' Rivera: #38, Defensive Lineman. 7'6", 320 pounds of Black Angus Bull. A goddamn fridge, he was big and black, with pale skin underneath his fur, visible from the scars he bore from getting a brand on his bicep. It said 'Claude', in honor of the grandfather that had raised him when his rich parents were busy running around and partying. He was indeed from Texas, but ironically, from Hemphill County and not Austin. His reputation was legend at the school, everyone knew him. He may only have been second string, but that was for a reason. The coach put him out on first string on only two occasions, and both times had ended in disaster. In the classroom, he was quiet but intelligent, getting a B average in almost every class. When he got in the pads, though, Austin was a beast on the field. Aggressive and unrelenting, he became a freight train. Both times he had been putting out on starting lineup, he ended up pulverising the bones in the legs one of his opponents. Nowadays, he settled for simply injuring anyone he hit when he was on the field. That was why he got the nickname 'Crush'.

Most people would wonder why Austin wasn't cut from the team after that. The ones that paid attention knew his parents weren't just rich, but that Austin was a legacy on the team. His father had played, his grandfather, and as the story went, his parents paid good money to keep him on the team. He would never be cut unless he did something to make the team look bad or damage his family's legacy.

As both boys rounded the corner, they stopped dead in their tracks. Fuyu had stopped by the stage before he headed to the locker room and picked up a spare camera and some tape. Now, as the boys stood there looking like they had seen a ghost, the camera was pointed straight at them, rolling and recording everything. Fuyu's grin showed off his teeth as he gave a little finger wave.

"Well heya boys. Looks like you were right about the video, eh Crush?" he teased, motioning to the camera. Jacob growled and balled his fists, looking like he was about to rush the smaller boy. With his speed, Fuyu knew he wouldn't be able to run, but his size might let him dodge if it came to it. He took a breath and tutted his tongue. "Ah ah, now now Jacob, we wouldn't want you doing that when this is streaming live, would we? After all, the only thing worse than people finding out you're a queer who texts numbers off bathroom stalls to get blowjobs is people seeing you beat up a smaller guy just because he exposed you, right?"

He hoped to whatever powers might be listening that the lie worked. He had rigged the camera to look like it was paired up to a nearby laptop outside of the showers, and was counting on both of them being too scared, too dumb, and not tech savvy enough to realize that the camera was too old a model to stream, the blinking "wireless" light on it being just a blue LED taped on, and that the laptop didn't even have a battery to power it.

Jacob stopped, and Crush stayed quiet. Evidently, the ruse had gone off without a hitch. While Fuyu may not have been streaming as he claimed, he was going to have a tape after this, and he intended to make copies. He pushed off away from the lockers, and walked slowly towards the massive jocks. "Well don't be shy boys, you wanted to meet up and fuck, so let's do it. Go on and strip!" Neither of them moved, waiting for the trap. They could easily choose to walk out, so he had to think quick. That's when he remembered Jacob's pride always got the better of him. "Unless....you're too pussy to go through with it."

That hit the mark, and Jacob's eyes burned as he grabbed his shirt. 'You little...I'll show you who the pussy is!" He Tore at the fabric until finally it gave way, revealing a less than impressive torso as he started on his jeans. Once those fell away, Fuyu had to stop himself from almost biting his lip and gasping. From the horse's groin hung two grapefruit sized testicles, and a limp cock that was quickly stiffening, making its' way towards his knee as it already passed his thigh. Jacob turned to his teammate and thumped the big bull's chest with a deep, hollow thud.

"Don't just stand there, ya idiot! Get undressed and let's shut this smartass up!" He snapped. Austin rolled his eyes, then pulled off his shirt. Though he had a sizeable girth to him, there was no doubt that under the heavy looking gut there were iron hard abs. Jacob seemed giddy as he watched, jeering at Fuyu: "Yeah, just you wait little bitch. If you thought MY dick was big, just wait until you see his!"

Somehow; he seemed to miss the irony in his taunting of Fuyu as a cocksucker earlier and his almost awe-filled, near worship praise of Austin's unit.

Though he could be forgiven, the Leporid/Canine thought as he heard a heavy slap of flesh against flesh when Austin's pants were tossed away. The cock that was revealed wasn't as long as Jacob's, clocking in at 13 inches...but good gods was it thick. It was just as girthy as Jacob's forearm, or Fuyu's thigh.

The small boy almost drooled. Instead, he pulled himself together again and grinned, keeping his voice level. "Aww, so the rumors of you having 'Grade A' on your cock or 'Milk Tanks' on your balls aren't true, Crush? What a damn shame..." It was with no small amount of pleasure and surprise he noticed that the huge beast was actually blushing. Jacob had started squirming, as if guilty of something. Had he been the one to start the rumor? Why would he do that unless...

Fuyu barked out a laugh as he put two and two together. "Oh my sweet lord...you've always wanted to see his junk, haven't you, Jacob? You started the rumor so he would have to pull his pants down and prove it to you!" The horse's ears flattened as he got angry again. "Shut up, asswipe! I ain't ga-" but Crush interrupted him, squaring up to him and staring him down.

"No. I want to know, too. Did you start that rumor? Just so you could see my dick? I mean, it was your idea to do this, and you were the one who told me how it was a "win-win", right? 'We get to bust a nut and Graycen can't tell anyone about it without admitting that he agreed to it.'? That's what you said."

If it was possible for shame to cast a shadow, Jacob's would have been eclipsing the lights in the room right about now. He could only sputter and shrink against the wall before Crush turned back to Fuyu. "Turn the camera off, runt. Before I get mad. No one's gotta see me here and start thinking I'm some sort of fag." But Jacob took the chance to turn the tables back against his teammate.

"No way! You agreed to come down here too! You ain't getting out of this if I ain't!" He rushed up to the bull and shoved him hard against the chest....for all the good it did him. Austin didn't even flinch as the hands touched him, but he did haul his arm back, getting ready to deck Jacob before Fuyu spoke up again.

"Now now ladies. You're both pretty. But as long as you're both here and already naked, why don't we play a game, hm?" his eyes danced with mischief as he watched them turn to him in confusion. "I haven't stripped yet, after all."

Before they could say anything, he pulled off his shirt to reveal his slim, toned torso. His shaped was definitely a 'femboy', but something about the air about him didn't fit with what the athletes had come to expect from such a small and feminine male. When his pants came off, he knew what would happen, the laughs would break out.

And so they did, with Austin and Jacob doubling over and then falling on the floor from it at the sight of Fuyu's package. Even hard, it was barely more than 4 inches, and only a little thicker than a marker. "Fucking hell, is that a clit?" Jacob brayed, tears in his eyes. Austin couldn't help but snort as he joined in. "I heard you were small, Fuyu, but that's a goddamn baby dick! No wonder Danes doesn't want anything to do with you!"

Fuyu hadn't needed anything else to push him, but that set off his fuse again and doubled down his resolve. "A baby dick, huh? Well how about you two faggots get over here and worship this baby dick." His voice was full of steel, and the air around him seemed to get heavier and freezing cold as he spoke. It was Austin who stuttered out quietly: "W-what? You want us to what?"

END OF PART ONE