After School Special: Library Blues
After School Special: Library Blues
Written and Copyrighted by Neith 2007
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Okay, so the original story was written in 2003, and I really never got around to writing the second part. This is my attempt at finally giving that story the sequel that it deserves, a whole four years in the making. I hope you enjoy.
After School Special: Library Blues
The next day at school was a little awkward to say the very least, but it was still the very same. The students would pour out of one class room and move on to the next with the sounding of the bells. Derek had just finished up with his math class, totally bombing on a test that he forgot to study for the night before, to say that the tiger had a lot on his mind would be an understatement, not to mention that he found it rather difficult to get any sort of sleep, the tiger had been shifting in his seats all day long.
Now that math was over however it was the tigers spare class, and with not a whole lot to do he went about wandering the hallways as he usually did, it didn't help that all of his friends would have classes at this particular time, that would just be his kind of luck. With the squeak of his shoes and the jingle of his necklace the tiger would wander back and forth, patiently waiting for the last class of his day to come, which he really wasn't looking forward to, even more so than usual. What had happened yesterday really made thing strange for the tiger, and he hadn't seen Jarred all day long, thinking maybe that the horse didn't come to school today. He did say he'd see him again today though, but did he really mean that?
Padding past the library, Derek took a moment to look through the small window in the door, noticing that it was actually pretty empty at the moment, no classes were using it today it seemed, so he took it upon himself to open the door and head inside, nodding politely to the single staff member posted near the door, idly scanning books and fumbling through the card catalog, making sure that everything was in its proper order.
Now the library wasn't exactly where Derek thought he'd find himself on his spare, but he'd seriously run out of things to do at this point, and there was still forty five minutes left in his spare that he had to burn, and a little reading never hurt. As he made his way down the various rows of books he eventually found himself in the far back corner of the room when the sound of the library door opening caught his attention, the muffled sounds of the librarian and the new addition perked the cats ears, though unfortunately he couldn't catch what was being said. It really didn't matter anyway, the door opened and closed once again and the usual and familiar silence befell the library once more.
Having always had an affinity for wildlife, Derek pulled down a random zoology book from one of the top rows, the tiger stretching onto the tips of his toes, fingers barely scrapping the book as he tried to pull it down. It was at that very moment that a second hand came up beside his own, thick brown fingers snagging the very book that he was trying to get down for himself.
"This what you're after, tiger?" The deep familiar voice range in the tigers ears as the short lived mystery hand pushed the zoology book against Derek's chest, Jarred beaming a big grin down at the much shorter tiger.
"J-Jarred, what're you doing here?" Derek stammered, the tiger stumbling backwards as the book was shoved against him, his paws quickly catching it and holding it close to himself in a rather protective manner, as if trying to hide himself behind it's pages.
"Well.." the large horse started to say as he grabbed a nearby seat and pulled it out, "I did say that I would see you tomorrow." he grinned, dropping his bulky frame down into the small plastic chair, his hoof kicking out to the chair across from his own in an obvious gesture that Derek should join him, "And today is yesterdays tomorrow." That grin never did leave the horses visage, ever confident, even more so than when Derek saw him the day before.
There was a rather long pause where Derek just stood there with his book clutched tightly to his chest, watching as Jarred made himself comfortable and offered up a seat, "You can sit down you know, I'm not going to bite or anything." Jarred spoke up again, the horse patting the table, "So, sit your cute striped ass down already."
That made Derek blush rather hotly, his ears pinned back against his skull as he quickly sat himself down in the chair that was offered up to him, "Shh, not so loud, you just can't go saying things like that you know, someone's going to hear you." Derek quickly whispered back, the tiger looking back and forth, seeing if anyone was nearby that could've heard the horses words.
"You don't have to worry about that, kitten." That comment made the fur on the back of Derek's neck ruffle, "You and me are the only ones in here right now, the librarian left a little while ago, she's pretty cool like that, you help out a little around here from time to time and you can get their trust, letting you have the place to yourself to.." he paused for a moment, Jarred's grin widening a tad more as he leaned over the table, getting closer to Derek who just sat there, not very sure of what to make of the horse, "..study." Though Derek was pretty sure that's not what the horse meant.
Things were totally different this time around. When he ran into Jarred in the locker room yesterday he was a totally different kind of guy, he didn't seem all that interested in talking, and he definitely didn't talk to Derek the way he was now, he was much more calming, but still in control, this was a definitely a different side of the horse he hadn't seen yet. Sitting there quietly didn't seem to really be all that entertaining to Jarred either.
"So just what are you doing in here anyway, Derek? You don't seem like the type that hangs out in the library to catch up on their zoology." Jarred said as he reached across and snagged the book that Derek had laid out in front of himself.
"I could say the same of you, Jarred. What did you mean by before? Helping around, gaining trust." Derek asked, which seemed to only make the horses grin widen.
"Oh, you know how librarians go, they get pretty lonely you know, and spend long hours even after school is over arranging things and making sure that everything is back in its proper order. And as you know, I'm pretty hard to resist." Jarred said with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
Derek couldn't believe what he was hearing, there was no way that Jarred was fucking the librarian too. Just who else had this horse been with, what kind of things had he gotten other classmates to do, or even yet, the faculty, the less Derek knew the better.
"So, the real reason I'm here Derek is because I just happened to notice you wandering the halls on your spare... again, and I just happened to notice that you went in here. Honestly though I was hoping that you were going into the washrooms, that's always an easier place for me to work, but I'll work with what I'm given." Jarred said with another one of those devilish grins of his, the kind that made a shiver run up the tigers spine. "I was pretty easy with you the last time, I honestly wasn't sure if you were going to follow me into the showers, but when you did I knew for sure that I had you."
"How did you know?" Derek asked, to which Jarred was quick to pick up with the pretty much one sided conversation, "For a fag, Derek, you really don't hide it well." The fag comment had the tiger's ears pinned back once again, a flush of embarrassment washing over the tigers features, but there really was no point in hiding it, Jarred obviously knew, but he wasn't quite used to someone else so openly talking about it.
"Oh sure, you may think that you don't come off as a tailraiser, but it's all over you, hell, I only met you yesterday and that first peek you took at me in the locker room even before we made it out onto the field gave you away. If you're going to steal looks tiger, you best get better at it, you're going to do it to the wrong guy one time, and you'll be getting your ass kicked instead of fucked. Which I must say, was really nice."
Derek could only sit there, listening to Jarred go on and on, the horse thumbing through the zoology book that he'd taken, occasionally looking up at the dumbfounded tiger. Quickly thumbing through the pages of the book Jarred stopped on a page about equines, thumbed down to picture that depicted a detailed explanation of the male reproductive organ and turned the book around for Derek to see, "Now, back to what I was getting at before. If you had of gone into one of the bathrooms this wouldn't have been as difficult, but since we seem to be the only two here for the time being things shouldn't be too hard if you don't waste time."
Derek looked down at the page spread out before him and then back up to Jarred, "You can be serious Jarred!" the tiger exclaimed as he nervously looked around, "What if someone walked in and caught us, we could be suspended or even expelled."
"If you continue to waste time, yeah, we might get caught, but.." Jarred paused, the horse reaching down under the table, the distinctive sound of a zipper being drawn down ringing into all too silent space around the two, "If you'd stop bitching and just suck my cock, everything will be fine. Just like last time tiger, you trusted me then, no one came around, no one's going to come around this time either." Jarred said with that all too confident smile.
Why Derek was even considering the idea of sucking off the horse in the middle of the library was even beyond him, Jarred was simply telling him to do it, and when Derek should've been telling the horse where to go, he found himself completely torn between diving under the table and wrapping his muzzle lips around that delicious slab of horse cock or running away. The way that Jarred would look at him, completely confident that he could get the tiger to do exactly what he wanted, just how he carried himself, Jarred knew that he had Derek right where he wanted him, and there was nothing that the poor tiger could do to resist that urge.
"There's nothing to worry about Derek, you know you want to do this just as much as I want you to do it. So go on, do it." Jarred said, whispering now, that soothing voice from before, it was a very powerful way of speaking, commanding but at the same time not, it had a power behind it that would surely make anyone do whatever the horse wanted.
Swallowing hard, and with one last look around the room Derek pushed himself back from the table, the chair sliding along the carpeted floor just far enough for the tiger to duck under. There was just enough room under the table for Derek to fit, and the second he was under there he was greeted by Jarred thick jean clad thighs, the horses legs spread nice and wide. Jarred moved back just enough that he could look down between his own thighs and smiles warmly down at the feline under the table, beaming that ever confident grin of his as his hand reached into the open fly of his jeans and hefted out the long dark tube of his cock, letting it lay limply across his thigh.
Derek's eyes instantly became transfixed on the thick length of Jarred cock, just as big as he remembered from before, it was the kind of dick that porn stars had, the shape perfect, the size, overly large and thick. Orange paws quickly moved in and Jarred leaned back into his seat, the plastic backing of the chair squeaking as he reclined, getting a good view of the action that was about to take place, his legs spread nice and wide, enough for Derek to fit between them. A moan passed through Jarred lips when Derek finally took that dark length of ebon flesh into his paws, the thick length of horse meat instantly reacting, thickening in the tigers paws as he slowly began caressing it, stroking slowly from the base to tip, marveling at the sheer size of it as it grew in his paws.
"Derek, times a wasting fella, hurry up and suck it." Jarred commanded, that soft whispery voice of his gone as the horse grew a little impatient. Derek only nodded his head as he shifted his weight forward, closing the last bit of space between himself and the horse as he held the equines cock in his paws. Nosing softly at the crotch of Jarred pants Derek took a deep whiff of the horses scent, the strong smell of his maleness, the essence of manhood tickling his nose as his tongue, that broad raspy textured muscle followed suite, starting at the base of Jarred cock and slowly working it's way upwards along the underside of his shaft, the sweet bitter taste of the males dick teasing his tongue.
"Mmm, there you go, kitten, you sure to know how to use that tongue of yours." Jarred murmured under his breath as Derek continued to work his tongue up along the length of horsedick presented to him, his paws wrapped firmly around the base, holding it good and still as he traversed its length with his muzzle, licking and planting kisses, worshiping it even, until he reached the very tip, the dark length of Jarred's dick glistening in the dull lighting the cheap lights in the library provided. No words needed to be exchanged between the two any more, Derek was set to auto pilot now and the tiger wasted no time bringing his muzzle around Jarred's cock, his lips stretched wide and muzzle straining to fit the massive girth of the horses length and flared head into his mouth.
An encouraging hand came to rest atop the cats head, stroking softly over his ears, as Jarred watched intensely as those dark lips slowly worked they way downwards, his dick disappearing between Derek's lips was quite the site to behold, even for the second time, there wasn't many that could do what Derek seemed to have no trouble doing, nor were they as eager as the tiger seemed to be, at least once he got going that was. Derek definitely didn't seem to be all that nervous any more, something about having Jarred's dick in his paws and that fat cockhead in his muzzle set something off in the back of his mind, freeing him of all of his inhibitions. Not even a minute had passed yet, and it had already felt like an hour, Derek's jaw aching already, but that didn't stop him from continuing. Slowly but surely Derek worked his muzzle over Jarred's cock, those soft warm lips caressing every single inch of the horses dick that slid past them, the tigers cheeks hallowing inwards with the gentle suction that he steadily applied, ears perked to the sounds of Jarred's muffled moans, the horse doing his part to be as quiet and not draw attention should on the off chance someone did happen by the library.
"Nnf, fuck Derek, I swear to god, you're the best cocksucker I've had in a long time, and trust me that's quite the accomplishment, I've had a lot of guys and some girls suck my dick that can't even compare to you." Jarred groaned, his hips rolling forward, forcing more of his equine dick into Derek's already over stuffed muzzle, the tiger gagging for the first time, "Oop, maybe not." Jarred added with a little chuckle. All of what Jarred said made the tigers ears burn bright red, it's not like Derek had been sucking dick all that long, but the way Jarred talked about it made the tiger think that maybe he was a natural or something, it gave him the feeling that he'd be seeing a lot of the horse in the near future. Right now though all Derek could think about was getting Jarred off right now and getting this over with before someone came in and caught them.
Derek, despite already starting to tire, picked up his pace, the tiger bobbing his head in the reclined horses lap from under the library table in a desperate effort to get Jarred to cum, "Mmm, keep that up, Derek." Jarred whispered, the hand on the tigers head that once caressed his ears now was forcing him down further on to that too thick length of horse cock as Jarred pushed up into the tigers muzzle, the fat head of his dick forcing it's way down the back of the tigers throat, making him take more of that dick further than Derek had expected to. Fighting the urge to gag around Jarred massive length the horse took control, holding Derek nice and still as he planted his hooves firmly against the ground and braced himself with one hand on the chair, his hips lifting right up from the chair as he fed Derek almost the complete length of his cock.
A deep grunt escaped Jarred, the equine starting to sweat a little, his brown fur glistening on his forehead as he practically face fucked the cute little tiger down on his knees, muzzle stuffed full of deep black cock, cheeks puffing out and just a hinting of precum rolling down from the corner of his mouth. Derek desperately tried his best to keep up with Jarred, but that hand on his head was keeping him in his place, the horse taking full advantage of his muzzle, completely unable to even swallow the pool of precum that was sloshing around inside of his mouth, now forced out and dribbling from his chin.
"Shit.. Derek." Jarred groaned out, the horse clenching his teeth tightly as he gave a final push at Derek's muzzle, knocking the tigers head up against the underside of the table as the horses balls jumped and that hard length of horsecock swelled to even thicker proportions as a rush of cum raced up the length. Derek was completely caught off guard by Jarred sudden climax, and he quickly tried to pull himself away from Jarred's tight grip in vain. The first volley of cum that hit the back of Derek's throat was hastily swallowed but the rest came too quickly, overwhelming the poor tiger far too quickly for him to keep up with the rapid flow of Jarred's climax. Coughing and chocking now, a thick flood of horse cum spilled from Derek's muzzle, the thick cream running down his chin and neck, dripping from his fur and landing on the his legs, wetting his pants, "Shit, common Derek, what're you doing man?" Jarred growled, the horse panting heavily as he watched Derek desperately trying to keep things under control with disastrous results. Jarred's climax was short but in terms of volume it was massive, Derek was practically drenched in the equines seed, his muzzle coated, it ran down his chin, neck and even under his shirt, matting into the fur, "God damn it, hurry up and get your ass out from under there man." Jarred said as he stood up and stepped back, big black dick slurping wetly from between Derek's lips with a lewd wet pop.
"I'm sorry, Jarred, I-I couldn't.." Derek stammered, desperately trying to clean himself, wiping his muzzle off on his shirt.
"Don't do that, jeez, get to the bathroom and quick, there's only a couple minutes before the bell, you might be able to get cleaned up if you hurry." Jarred said as he too hastily tucked himself back in to his pants, not really concerned that the large bulge of his cock was straining at the denim, the obvious shape and the flare of his cockhead showing, the dribble of cum still oozing from it making a wet spot show through.
Derek very quickly got himself out from under the table, the tiger looking at Jarred, eyes looking for some sort of guidance, "Go man." Was all that Jarred said as Derek quickly jetted off towards the exit of the library, hoping desperately that no one would see him, it was a short run across the hall to the washrooms at the other end, no one should be around. Jarred grin to himself as he watched the tiger bolt off and waited for him to be gone before he sat back down into the chair and reached over into his school bag that he had sat down before getting the book down for the tiger. Reaching inside the Jarred pulled out a black marker and popped off the cap as he leaned under the table and looked around for a moment. Finding a series of four black lines Jarred made another line through them all, that made five, and beside that grouping was another two sets of five lines, all in black.
"You're turn now, buddy." Jarred said as he sat back in the cheap library chair, a big smile spread across his lips.
Derek on the other hand quickly pushed his way into the bathroom at the other end of the hall, he couldn't believe what he'd just done, Jarred had got him to do it again, at least this time he only sucked his cock, but it was everywhere, the scent of the horses cum was matting into his fur, and it was all over his shirt, he had to do something fast. Running the water at one of the sinks he splashed a pawful into his face and wiped what he could of the horses cum off with some paper towels, his shirt was going to be a problem. The sound of the door opening caught Derek's attention and quickly the tiger ducked into one of the bathroom stalls. He waited for a long moment, listening to the sound of footsteps as they wandered over to the urinals, Derek waiting patiently for whoever it was to leave.
That wait seemed to take forever, whoever it was, was certainly taking their time. In fact, Ken wasn't in any hurry to go anywhere just yet, a rather interesting smell caught his attention. The rottweiler slowly padded his way over to the center stall and took another few sniffs. That was a smell he definitely recognized, "Jarred? You hiding in there man?" the dog barked, banging on the stall door. Totally having forgotten to lock the stall door was Derek's first mistake, for when Ken swung the door open and the tiger was caught sitting there the rottweiler's expression was one that sent a chill down the tigers spine, "Nope, you're not Jarred, but you definitely smell like him, I take it you're his latest plaything. I'm sure he won't mind then." Ken walked into the stall with Derek and quickly shut and locked it behind him.
To Be Continued...