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As if being a teenager in high school wasn't hard already, the swelling heat and the numbers of guys in Colton's class made it worse. The only reason anyone was there was because the AC was kicking on and off. That and the school wanted to see the end of the semester. Colton already expected that he wasn't going to graduate anyway thanks to his raging hormones and the metal chastity tightly hugging his coyote shaft. He had to focus so much to stop himself from getting a boner. Turning his head, he tried to hide his face as he breathed hard, often why he picked the spot near the window. The teacher's dull monotone words went right over his head as he leaned it into his padded palm.

Across the room in the back, Brandon, a small skunk with a thin face and muzzle with long, curly black hair, wasn't having much luck with his day either. The heat was getting to him too, but that wasn't his only problem. As he tried to listen to the blah blah blah coming from the front of the class, he jumped when he felt something press down on the back of his naked ankle. "Ow!" he cried as he spun around to see a big Bengal tiger grinning back at him with deep green eyes. "Sorry, my bad..." The skunk gave him a perplexed look. "Brandon, is there a problem?" The skunk turned back around when the teacher called him out. Lowering his head to Mr. Turner, Brandon didn't look at the charming, suave looking giraffe with glasses as he answered, "No Mr. Turner..." Once Mr. Turner rolled up his sleeves on his sweaty, beefy arms and returned to his lecture, Brandon looked over his shoulder at Joshua who was hiding his maw between his paws with a big grin on his face. Brandon made it obvious that it wasn't funny and the big jock's grin dropped, his ears drooping because he suddenly felt like a real jerk.

Towards the last fifteen minutes of class, everyone in the room was pretty much falling asleep either from boredom or from the overwhelming heat. Brandon was leaned forward with his head resting in his arms, most of his back being exposed because of his short green shirt. He blinked in the darkness of his arms as he felt a warm padded paw run along his side, pushing his shirt up to his chest. A gasp of excitement left his throat and he quickly sat up, catching the attention of everyone else in the classroom. He felt a warm blush building up in his cheeks as he slowly lifted his paw, "Mr. Turner, may I use the bathroom?" The giraffe turned with a blank stare, "Is it really necessary? Class is almost over." Brandon contorted his face, being a real good faker, "I think it's the heat...I don't feel so good..." Mr. Turner adjusted his glasses, putting his book down on his desk, "Alright, make sure you get a drink from the fountain on the way there."

It was a long walk, past the bathroom that is. Heading down into the school cellar, Brandon went down the long hallway where even janitors rarely ever visited unless there was an emergency. He didn't know why but it was the coldest part of the school. As he leaned against the dirty looking cement wall he crossed his arms to brush them against his chest to keep himself warm, slipping off his sandal and pressing his black, padded foot-paw against the cold material. The cold its self was starting to get to him and he slowly lowered his head. All of a sudden he felt something press up against him and slam him into the wall. Whatever it was made sure to catch his head...reminding him of that night almost two and half weeks ago...

Brandon lay there limp on the dirt floor of the barn, his body sprawled out and warm from too much to drink as people danced all around him. He felt completely spent as he watched the shadowy figures casted by the spinning lights and the music beat beneath his padded fingertips. Only on the floor for a few seconds, people didn't notice him as they started to dance around him. His body jerked as people accidently kicked and stepped on him but he didn't have the will to stand up. It wasn't until a massive dark figure stepped towards him, leaning down to wrap their paw around his back before cradling his head, was he able to finally move. Wrapping his arms around the person, he saw by the flash of lights that they had stripes and muscle, it was a tiger.

It seemed like the tiger was hiding his face as he easily carried the skunk into the loft, away from other people. The only thing that would bother them now was the lights that would flash above the wooden support every now and then. Gently laid in a thin pile of hay, Brandon groaned as the person brushed aside his bangs, wiping away the sweat that drenched his forehead. As a bottle of water was put to his lips, he let it flow down his throat before heavily swallowing. The tiger gently put his paw on Brandon's warm chest and the skunk could at least see a smile on the male's maw. His heart pounded as they reached out to touch his face, gently stroking their padded thumb over the length of his muzzle. He couldn't stop himself from falling for this person. Reaching up, he took the male's wrist, looked to where their eyes would be, and carefully wrapped his lips around the male's thumb. Whoever it was gasped, taken back at first and Brandon could see it on their face, and then they smiled as they pressed the rest of their paw into his jaw. As he slipped his thumb from the skunk's mouth, Brandon was shocked as he saw Josh lean in to kiss his dark lips. "Josh?" he thought to himself. The guy who picked on him almost every day during school? The guy from the predator pack who hunted down fags like him? That josh was kissing him?

Brandon panted, pressing his paws into Josh's beefy arms as he pulled away from the kiss, stroking over his smooth fur. He laid there in the hay, admiring the tiger's toned chest which exposed to the air, only a single button buttoned up on his baby blue shirt. Lost in his alcoholic haze, his eyes glistened when he finally got a good look at the beautiful male in a passing red light. As Josh lifted him with ease he thought of the tiger in a way he never thought possible. Licking his lips, the tiger nervously smiled, making Brandon laugh as he said, "Hi...I'm Josh." Brandon nodded with a drunken smile, "I know who you are..." Josh shook his head, "No...no you don't..." he said nervously. Brandon gasped and his body shook as Josh roughly tugged at his own shirt, snapping the buttons off one at a time.

The skunk watched anxiously as Josh tugged at the rim of his shorts, pulling them down past his paws and laying them in the hay. He felt completely exposed as a red light with a black ying-yang symbol in it slowly passed over him, his thin athletic frame nowhere near the size of the stud male kneeling over him. Arms over his head, Brandon didn't even notice his six inch length tapping against his own thigh as he stared into the green mirror like eyes that looked down at him. He didn't know how to react as he watched Josh adjust in place, unbuttoning his cargo pants and kicking them off. All of a sudden he felt his head grow hazy and all he could see was the blur of lights before he cried out, moaning in pain as Josh took his virgin hole, feeling a sharp pop.

Brandon whimpered as he felt Josh's barbs on his thick cock brush against his insides. He panted hard, curling his toes as the tiger roughly made love to him, spreading him open. "Oh God Josh...it hurts!" Josh slowed his pace, wrapping his arms around Brandon and pulling the smaller male in close, holding him to the thicker patch of fur on his chest. The skunk bit his lip and nuzzled along the big male's bulky front, inhaling deep and taking in the thick scent of Josh's body. He closed his eyes, cuffing his paws to the tiger's shoulder blades as the throbbing pain of first love slowly faded away. With the next long thrust he pushed against Josh's chest, throwing his head back and crying out, "Ungh...JOSH!"

Now as each time Josh's flexible barbs brushed against the insides of his ass, Brandon let out a heavy moan, dancing in the tiger's lap as the male rough love to him. The sweat started to drench their bodies, the night almost as hot as the day. When Josh thrust deep into him, Brandon nearly collapsed, gazing into the tiger's eyes before reaching out to grasp his maw and give him a deep kiss. Panting hard, Josh took Brandon by the paws and pushed his hips up one last time, forcing a deep gasp from the male, "JOSH!" Brandon arched his back, pressing into Josh's chest as he felt the tiger's barbed length pumping warm seed inside him, only pulling half out every few seconds before pushing back in. He fell limp as the tiger lay him back in the hay, wrapping Brandon's legs around his waist as his cock throbbed inside the skunk's warm hole. Reaching up to gently touch Josh's face, Brandon felt another haze coming along, his paw plummeting to the hay beneath him...

The usual sounds of Josh's house started to awaken the tiger. He could hear his mom slam the washing machine door in the laundry room which was right next to his small bedroom. Still a bit groggy, he sighed as he used his muscular biceps as a pillow behind his head. He was slightly proud of the dream he had had the night before. Thinking of that sexy little skunk Brandon, "Brandon..." he muttered. He then heard a heavy groan and felt a black paw tap against his chest which made him jump. Messy strands of curly black hair greeted him as a small figure rose out of the sheets covering the tiger, "Yeah...Josh?" Brandon groaned with a content smile on his lips. Josh's eyes narrowed when he caught sight of the naked skunk lying between his legs, "Holy shit, it actually happened?" he said rather loudly. All of a sudden his mother barged into the room. Quickly, Josh raised his knees, squeezing the small male between his massive thighs and putting his paws behind his head, hiding the skunk beneath his sheets.

"Josh is something wrong?" his mother asked with concern. Josh gave a doofus grin, "No mom...just had a weird dream is all..." The tiger could feel Brandon pushing against his butt, trying to get out of the leg lock he had worked him into. As if saying, "Chill!" he lightly tapped the skunk's butt with his foot-paw. Josh's mom moved her long black hair out of the way, standing there for a moment in her casual work suit. She had seen that goofy look before. It was the look his father gave when he did something wrong or awkward. "Alright... don't be late for school." As she walked out, Josh pushed Brandon flat to the bed as he said, "Okay mom, but please knock next time! You never know when I'm naked!"

When she was gone, he lifted the sheets back up and he saw Brandon sprawled out across his abdomen, an adoring smile on his muzzle. His mouth was dry and it took him a minute to figure something to say, "What did I say last night?" The skunk suddenly crawled comfortably on top of him, straddling his waist, "You said that you've liked me for a while...and that you were a big jerk at school... but did you really mean it?" The tiger stared into Brandon's eyes for a long time. He had always felt something for the skunk but because of his friends and parents, he couldn't really come out to Brandon and just say it. That floating feeling in his chest brought it up now as he stared into those shadowy brown of the skunks, "Yeah, yeah I do." The playfulness left Brandon's face as they locked eyes. Both were shaking as they leaned towards each other.

It was two and half weeks later and Brandon was swallowed up by the passionate kissing Josh forced upon him, the tiger forcefully tugging at his curly hair. It weakened his resolve but he quickly recovered, "Josh! I'm mad at you, you know that right?" he asked, pushing pitifully against the big tiger's chest. "What! What's the matter? I'm just being flirty..." Brandon crossed his arms, leaning his hips into the tiger's leg, considering he was just barely close to Josh's height and girth, "You told me you'd stop this dumb jock act..." Josh's ears lowered, frowning as he reached out to touch Brandon's shoulders, "Hey...babe..." still feeling like floating and proud to call the skunk babe, "I'm sorry, I'm just still...adjusting, you know?"

Brandon looked up towards the tiger's big grin and smiled himself, "Yeah, ok." The skunk felt amazing warmth encompass him as he nearly disappeared into his tiger's squeezing arms. Josh stood there with his heavy breath blowing through dark head fur, inhaling the sweet scent of his mate's fur. Without warning, there was a sharp cough, "Mr. Daniels, it would have seemed less suspicious if you had joined Mr. Teague's ten minutes after my class rather than ten minutes before it ended..." Still holding Brandon, Josh turned so that they could see Mr. Turner standing there, his hands officially in his pockets, meaning they were in trouble.

More to come...if you are interested in this series please send me suggestions for types of characters, events, and places that will take place in the town of Summer.