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The Farthington university for young men wasn't considered a traditional university. It was more of a boarding school that welcomed young men from all backgrounds into their fold. A rich history spanning at least two centuries, the school, despite it's modest size, was a force to be reckoned with. Numerous esteemed families sent their young men here, to have their minds moulded and filled with the knowledge and skills to lead.

However, it wasn't only esteemed old money families that took a part in the tradition of the Farthington university, as mentioned the school welcomed any student from any background as long as they showed the initiative, drive, and tuition fee to make it in. Such was the case of Marcus 'Mark' Hubert, a Husky lad from several states over, who still found himself in disbelief at being welcomed at the famous university. He had managed to snag one of the numerous scholarship programs at the school, with the grades and extra curricular activities under his belt to convince them. Months of sweat and hard work and he was standing on the well kept grounds of the old school.

And he still felt like he didn't deserve to be there.

Despite his breed, he was quite diminutive for a husky, not petite, but a year of athletic work and fitness can only do so much to years of self esteem woes. Trying not to stand out, he pulled out his phone, staring at the digital map of the grounds, trying to find his new dorm for the next year.

"Trafalgar...Trafalgar, I just gotta take this road...and turn left here." he mumbled, plodding along the stone paths, a roller bag clicking behind him. He peered into the map closely, why was it so hard to see? He grumbled. Right before colliding into the broad back of a stranger.

"Oh! Ah! Excuse me, sorry!" he stammered. The stranger turned around, and he was face to face with a large, older student, Lion; glaring at him with cold eyes.

'Oh Crap' Marcus panicked. 'This guy, he's big, and he looks tough and mean, and he's probably rich and oh my god my life at this school is gonna be hell and-

"You alright?"

"huh?"

"You alright? Sorry about that, i should be paying more attention."

He paused, the big lion was apologizing to him?

"ah no, it's m-my fault, I should have been watching where I was walking."

"Oh no sweat then, everything's cool. Hey you're new here aren't you?"

"yeah."

"Hey Welcome to Farthington U! I'm Jeff, I'm a second year." He extended a meaty paw.

"Uhm...I'm Mark...first year." he mumbled.

"You're gonna love it here." the lion beamed. Mark was...a little confused. The guy was big, muscular, he could crush him like a grape, and had a face that looked like it could tear into meat at any moment, but he was treating him...nicely. He was so confused he didn't notice the lion was asking him a question.

"What was that?"

"Where's your dorm? It's hard to get around sometimes but lemme help you look for it."

"Oh uh...Trafalgar."

"Sweet. I'm headed that way too. Let me lead you there."

Mark was caught in the flow as he followed the Lion down the main streets. Before he knew it, he was having a decent conversation with the feline, talking about majors, where they came from, interests. As they passed by the central courtyard, Mark Grimaced.

"What's wrong?"

"There's this buzzing noise, like static? it's been distracting me since I got here, but it's kinda been loud here."

"Yeah, the broadcast system is old so it's constantly busted. Don't worry, you'll get used to it."

"I doubt that." Mark replied, but he did notice the buzzing wasn't as irritating as it was when he first got here. No one else seemed to be troubled by it, so he disregarded it.

Soon enough they came up to a large apartment style building with a manor like facade, built in a victorian style, it had obviously been through some renovations. Aside from the facade, the rest of the building looked, more post modern than anything.

"Here we are Trafalgar. My Place is just behind, at Gibraltar."

"Oh, thanks a lot."

"No problem. You better get signed it, you're gonna love it here man, non stop parties. Anyway, I'll be seeing you." The lion bounded off excitedly around the corner.

Mark stared up at the mishmash manor, feeling it glare down at him.

"Hi welcome to Trafalgar, you're moving in today?"

The boar at the sign in desk, excitedly ushered him in.

"Marcus Hubert, Hubert...here we are, room 307. Here's your key, your laundry card. Your welcome package. And I'm sure you know about your roommate...anything else? Just sign here, is that everything? Okay!"

Everything was going so fast, Mark barely registered weaving between other students moving in, getting into the elevator, and reaching his door.

Taking a deep breath, he slipped his key into the door, and unlocked it. And stepped into the room that would be his home for the next 10 months.

Everything was, normal. A pair of loft style beds, desks, dressers, closets, one half of the room was already lived in. His roommate had an obvious interest in games, comics, that kind of thing.

"Hey dude, are you Mark?" He didn't notice the other occupant at first. In the other bed, arms reclined above his head, was an Irish terrier dog, a shaggy moustache and golden fur all over. Mark could tell it was all over because all the canine had on was a pair of deep blue briefs.

"Ah sorry! Didn't know you were undressed!" Mark stammered before turning around.

"Hey chill man, don't worry about it. We're all dudes here right?"

Mark heard a creak of the bed, as he turned around he was face to face with the terrier, with a paw extended in a handshake.

"I'm Paulie, course you already knew that." he laughed.

"uh...Mark...but i guess you knew that?" he sheepishly grinned, a little uncomfortable with the lax dresscode of his roommate.

"Sorry, I guess you're still a little freaked out. People don't really care what you wear around the dorm. But hey, lemme cover up." Mark watched as Paulie tossed on a cotton bathrobe over his shoulders.

"After a couple a weeks here I got used to having the place to myself."

"Couple of weeks?"

"Yeah i was in the early move in crowd. Place is great, you're gonna love it."

"I hope so."

"Yeah, it's great, everyone's close to each other, no one cares what you wear in the dorm. I saw a couple of guys freeballing it a couple of times."

"F-Freeball- you mean they were naked?"

"Sure, it's great, you'll love the view."

"W-wait, love it? I'm not gay."

"Everyone's a lil gay, especially in university. But I get it." he winked. "anyway better get unpacked and take a load off. You look like you need to relax." Paulie pulled out a laptop from under his covers, he jumped into his bed and set it down on his stomach, flipping it open.

Marcus, still a little shaken up by the brazen attitude of his new roommate, tried to distract himself, unpacking his clothes into the dresser, trying to make the place 'his'. However, in the midst of it, his ears caught of the distinct sounds of moans and groans, and 'yes's.

"Are you watching porn?" He exclaimed in disbelief.

"Yeah, it's how I relax, you wanna watch?"

"i- n-no! I don't want to...wait." He noticed something odd about the sounds coming from Paulie's laptop. "Where are the women's voices?"

"Well, there aren't usually any ladies in gay porn, dude." Paulie chuckled.

"Gay-?" he looked at his roommate in disbelief, realizing that one hand was on the keyboard, the other was rubbing a prominent bulge in his briefs.

"You interested? I can whip it out-"

Oh dear lord. "Please don't." Mark blurted out.

"Oh Well, suit yourself." Rather than put the video away, Paulie pulled up the covers to his stomach, and shuffled around. He dropped something unceremoniously to the floor.

It was a pair of warm blue boxer briefs.

---

Within half a minute, Mark had dashed out of the door. He was confused. Were all university students like this? All his expectations were being dashed left and right, for better or for worse. He could call the housing centre, ask for a new roommate, change rooms...He'll contact them later. But he'll wait, until Paulie was done...doing his business.

Yeah, He'll wait, wait till later. It wasn't a big deal. He rationalized. He'll wait it out in the common area. Perhaps it was just all the intensity of the events, but he didn't realize the, intercom system in the new building, crackling with a familiar static.

Mark waited in the common area,a large spacious corner of the building with couches and a tv, glued to his phone. His eyes watched the other young men lugging suitcases and boxes into their rooms. Some were already getting used to the place, many walking around in casual wear, shorts, a shirt. A few without a shirt. Those must have also been early movers.

He gulped. For some reason, his face grew red. He should have been used to shirtless guys, in the gym locker room, but for some reason, this was different. This wasn't a gym locker room, this was public, this was a dorm. But Why was he making a big deal about this? He came to university to meet new people, new experiences, maybe what he thought was normal, was...different. Maybe the normal here was different, and he'll just have to get used to it. While he was grappling with the erosion of his common sense, A pair of young men, a weasel, dressed in a simple t shirt and basketball shorts walked by, talking to his friend; a lithe horse, in a pair of pink bikini briefs.

Mark was caught in a trance, maybe it was shock at how brazen the horse was. He curled his body up as he watched the pair. The horse seemed to notice him, their eyes met for a second. The Husky turned away in shame. He tried to ignore the pair, but he heard a whistle directed at him. By reflex, he turned his head back, only to get a good view of the horse, tugging down the front of his briefs, letting his member flop out.

The face he made must have been something, cause the pair cracked up, laughing loudly for a good minute before the horse tucked himself back into his briefs. The pair walked off down the hall, not before flashing a thumbs up and a wink back at Mark. They didn't seem to care as other first day movers stared at them in disbelief.

The husky sat their dumb founded. What was most strange was compared to before, he wasn't...panicking as much. Maybe it was the shock, maybe he was finally getting used to it. But...there was this dread in his chest, no not dread, it was a different anxiety.

It was excitement.

All this time, the intercom in the common area buzzed, crackling with a familiar static.

An hour later Mark headed back into his room. He cracked a peek in, sure enough there was Paulie, in bed, with the covers drawn up to him. The laptop screen the only source of light.

Flicking the light on, Mark sauntered in, a little weary but comparatively calm to earlier.

"Hey."

"Hey."

"Sorry if I made you uncomfortable, I remembered people still aren't cool with...ya know."

"It's fine...sorry I freaked out at you. Are you still naked?"

Mark noted the briefs, still untouched on the floor where Paulie dropped them.

"Yeah, want me to get dressed?"

"No, it's fine, don't mind me."

"Okay." Paulie went back to his video, still playing were the tell tale sounds of sex, gay porn through the speakers. Mark's heart began to beat fast, it wasn't from dread, anxiety or discomfort, but-

"Can...Can I w-watch?"

Curiosity.

"Sure."

Marcus slowly shuffled over to Paulie's bed, peeking at the screen. His eyes widened as he took in what he was seeing. It was a video of what appeared to be a fox, well built. He was currently on all fours while a large wolf mounted him from behind, thrusting into his ass, with copious closeups of the junction. Mark wasn't a stranger to porn, but this was the first time he saw two males going at it. His pace quickened, discomfort, shame, excitement, arousal. All these emotions were swirling inside of him as his eyes drank in the sight of two men having sex. No wait, three men, he noted as a large bull joined in, shoving his manhood into the drooling maw of the fox.

He barely registered that Paulie had said something

"What was that?"

"I said you can get comfortable you know, let it hang out."

"It was only then that Mark noted he was incredibly hard, a tent forming through his jeans.

He reached over absentmindedly to the buckle on his belt.

"Are you sure?" he mumbled, above a whimper.

"Yeah. I wanna see what you're packing."

"o...okay."

Mark felt like he was moving in molasses, his hands unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned the fly in his jeans, pulled down the fly. He slowly tugged down his jeans, letting them slowly slide down his thighs, his shins, pooling around his ankles. Leaving him in a pair of dark maroon briefs, an eager pitched tent throbbed through the cotton fabric.

"I wanna see all of it."

All of it. He wants to see all of it. See if this was the Mark from a couple of hours ago, he wouldn't even have gotten this far, but this Mark, with little hesitation, hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs, and tugged.

His malehood Sprang out, free from the cotton prison it was in, as it bobbed in the open air. He noticed Paulie's eyes glued to the throbbing member, easily around a healthy 5 inches.

Mark suddenly felt very exposed.

"L-lemme see yours." He demanded, not wanting to be the only one naked from the waist down.

"Sure." With the same ceremony as his briefs, the Irish Terrier shucked off his blanket, exposing a nice lengthy piece of meat. It was perhaps an inch longer than Mark's but he had the girth. It was hard as well, throbbing along the terrier's belly.

"Okay...Now what?" Markus had never shown anyone his penis before, let alone his erection. To be honest, he didn't think he'd do this on his first day in front of a boy he just met.

"Now this." Paulie said with a smirk, as he reach over and wrapped his fist around Mark's cock, eliciting a gasp from the husky; who made no effort to remove the hand from his erection.

"P-paulie." he could barely whimper as his roommate began to fist his cock, firmly stroking along the length. His eyes were transfixed on the Husky's cock.

Mark's knees grew weak as the stimulation on his sensitive meat grew intense. Paulie had grabbed the husky and shoved him into his bed, tugging his shirt up and over. Mark was left nude, and completely exposed, well almost completely exposed, as his new roommate rolled over out of bed, crawled between his knees, and engulfed that virgin cock into his hot maw.

"Paulie w-wait!" Mark gasped in disbelief as his new roommate began to eagerly fellate him. Blowing him from tip to base. Mark was over stimulated, reduced to a rambling series of moans and whimpers, he could only lean back and tremble as the more experienced Paulie blew him. Eagerly keeping a tight grip with his lips, watching his teeth, it was the blowjob of someone who definitely knew what he was doing.

The video all but forgotten. Mark could only grip the bed sheets as pleasure shot through his body over and over again, his muscles tensed up, tight from the stimulation. He thought this was the extent of the pleasure, before he let out a yelp as Paulie pressed his thumb against his taint. That thumb traveled from perineum, to his tailhole, and back again. Pressing against the puckered ring, but never break through, just enough to tease, enough to put pressure on the prostate.

Mark wouldn't last long, he couldn't think of anything else, just that how good it felt. How good this blowjob felt.

How good this blowjob from a male felt.

His mind swam in all these sensations, a hundred thoughts raced through his head. It didn't matter it was a male that was blowing him, it mattered that it was a male that was blowing him, it can only be a male that was blowing him, It can only be a male that can blow him. Discomfort, anxiety, fear, reprehension, shame, these emotions seemed to melt away from him, dripping off into the floor, and away.

"Ah!" he had peaked, and reached the point of no return. The pleasure that grew in his cock was building, engulfing his entire crotch. "Paulie, wait I'm" He stuttered but the dog didn't slow down, up and down, up and down, he eagerly devoured that cock. Barely five seconds had passed before Mark threw his head back and yelped out loud, he threw his hips up into the suckling maw of his roommate, and came harder than he had ever before. Every shot of his cock was almost painful, every shot was met with a pained whimper of pleasure as his stimulated cock shot thick strands of cum into the Irish Terrier's muzzle.

It had felt like the world had stopped, and when time had resumed, Mark was left a sweating panting mass on the bed. Paulie was wiping his mouth, leftover cum and spittle from his chin.

"You liked that, roomie?" he smirked. Mark could only watch him, his eyes trailing from his sweaty stained body, to his still throbbing member.

"H-hey, Paulie?" He panted, still reeling from the orgasm.

"Yeah Markie?"

"Can I...can i suck you?"

---

Mark's first blowjob was uneventful, Paulie was patient, but it definitely had the work of an amateur, luckily with Paulie's guidance he was eventually successful, having his first taste of another man's cum, he savored the taste, the texture, and he knew he wanted more.

And he wasn't the only one, pretty much every room in the building, the same thing was happening, virgin men who had thought of themselves as heterosexual or closeted, were soon exploring each other's bodies. A mouse was clumsily fellating an alligator, in another, a tiger was getting his anal cherry popped open by a hung gazelle, in the showers, a horse had a weasel pinned against the walls, thrusting his cock into the squeaking male. Oh it seems two rooms had gotten together, a wolf and a water buffalo were getting fucked side by side by their respective roommates, a panda and a ram.

All of this was being caught on the secret cameras installed in the rooms, all of it was being recorded on multiple screens. All of them viewed by a grizzly bear and his cavalcade of lecherous staff as well.

"Well Gentleman, the first subliminal indoctrination of the newcomers happened faster than expected. Good work." Headmaster Wordsworth smiled as he entertained a familiar Lion between his legs, dazed and suckling on his meat.

"it's all thanks to the wonderful donations of our alumnus. The technological improvements to the indoctrination process have improved efficiency by so much." A rat stammered excitedly, as he hilted balls deep in a prone, happy black bear. "Disguising the subliminal hypnotic frequencies on static seemed almost unbelievable." he grunted as he came into the ursine for the fifth time that night. "And having the already indoctrinated early movers lead them on through peer pressure...genius!"

"So we can start the first party early?" A sleek panther asked, the ankles of a young badger on his shoulders, a happy blissful expression plastered on his muzzle. A few excited murmurs from the other staff members, in similar states chimed in.

"Oh yes." Woodsworth remarked. "Our sponsors should be happy to hear that. Now pick up the pace Jefferson."

"Yes Headmaster." Jeff remarked with a slurred happy expression plastered on his face. The muscular lion pushed back, letting the cock sink back into his well used cum filled ass.