# Study Session (M wolf / M donkey)

Author: Vaille
Tags: Canine, Cock, Cum, Donkey, Equine, Fingering, Gay, M/M, Wolf, dogcock, mutual masturbation, self-sucking

Typical gay-boi fantasy.  I've had it.  You may have had some variation of it yourself...

Enjoy.

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Study Session

by 

Vaille

 

Kevin sighed and tossed the textbook aside.  "Man, this is such bullshit.  There're like what, 20, maybe 30, different species on this fuckin' test?  No way anyone's learn this shit."

 

Tyler shrugged, thumbing his muzzle as he flipped through the pages of the review packet.  Felines and canines.  Equines, bovines and cervines.  Even cetaceans and pinnipeds.  "No clue.  Definitely a lot here.  Too much..."

 

They had met a couple years earlier during their freshman year of college and quickly became friends, despite the taboo of predator and prey socializing with one another.

 

"Why the hell do I need to know about the reproductive systems of male avians?  Like, I've never even met an avian and never will," Kevin said.  "Besides, their males don't even have cocks.  They have this funny thing..."  The donkey wiggled a thick finger.

 

Tyler rolled his eyes.  "It's called a cloacal.  And it's not nearly as obnoxious as what some species have dangling between their legs.  Like equines."

 

Kevin arched a brow at the wolf.  "Oh, that so Mr. 6 Inches?"

 

"Fuck you," Tyler snorted-laughed.  "You ain't never even seen it!"

 

"Don't need to.  I've screwed a number of dogs over the years."  A wink.

 

_Dogs -_ male wolves.  "Wait...what?"  Tyler was flabbergasted.  "You're-

 

"Queer?" the donkey finished.  "Yeah.  Don't really advertise it, though, but I trust ya, so...yeah...."  

 

The wolf shook his head.  Every single gay joke, every single gay slur he'd uttered in front of his friend, to his best friend...it all came rushing back.  "Hey man, I'm sorry if I, you know, ever said anything-

 

"Dude, don't sweat it.  Not a big deal.  Really," Kevin said waving him off.  "I'm butch.  Wouldn't expect you to pick up on it."

 

"Yeah.  Well, still...sorry."  Kevin stuck the review packet inside the cover of his biology book.  Shook his head.  "We're so screwed."

 

"Not necessarily."

 

"Hmm?"

 

A devious grin slipped across the donkey's mouth.  "I can help you ace the section on the male equine reproductive system."  He loosened his belt.  Unfastened the buckle.

 

"What the fuck are you doing?"

 

"Gonna help you study.  Whatcha think?"

 

The wolf face-palmed.  "Oh my God, you are so not doing this..."

 

Shorts fell around Kevin's hooved feet, followed by his boxers.  

 

Tyler peaked through his fingers.  His friend had already dropped and was semi-erect.  "Ok, I'm leaving." 

 

Kevin pounced.  Struggling, he dragged the wolf to his bed bed.  "You're not going anywhere, doggie" he said with a laugh.  Rolling onto his back with Tyler next to him, he pointed to the large sack between his legs.  "These are called 'balls'.  C'mon, say it with me.  Balls."

 

"You mean 'testicles.'"

 

"Whatever."  He grabbed his cock above the base and tugged it.  "This is the inner prepuce."  His hand drifted a higher, stopping at the flared ridge that ringed it half-way up.  "And this, this is called a medial ring..."

 

"Dude, I'm straight.  You know that, right?" 

 

Kevin shrugged.  "You're studying me, not having sex."  He gave himself a squeeze and shuddered.  Began stroking.  "I'm helping you..."

 

"No, you're masturbating."

 

"Like you don't."

 

"With other guys?  No, can't say I do.  And usually not at weird, random times.  Like now."

 

"Do it."

 

"Do what?"

 

"Jack off for me."

 

"Hell no!"

 

"Dude, you're pent up.  You need to relax.  I'll give you a hand if you need it."

 

"I'm not pent up," Tyler protested.  "And I don't need a 'hand.'  You do remember that whole 'I'm straight' thing from like 15 seconds ago, right?"

 

"Close your eyes and pretend I'm a chick?"

 

"You are a girl."

 

The donkey thwacked his 14 inch erection against the palm of his hand.  "Heh, this says otherwise."

 

"Nope.  Still a girl..."

 

"Don't be a pussy, bro.  Do it.  I wanna see."

 

Tyler sighed.  Keven was right - he was pent up, horny.  "If anyone finds out about this..."  His hands went to his fly, undid the button and unzipped the zipper.  A wiggle and a yank later, his pants were down to his knees.  "Happy now?"

 

Kevin's tail flipped.  "It's a start," he said as he eyed his friend's fuzzy bits.  He could smell the wolf's warm sex.  It filled his nose. He reveled in it.

 

Tyler's paws settled at his sheath.  Began to massage.  Rubbed.  The tip of his penis peeped into view.

 

Kevin cuddled next to him, watching.  Tyler was straight.  He respected that.  He would not touch his friend in any way that was awkward or unwelcome.  But that didn't mean that Tyler couldn't enjoy himself in his company.  Or that he in Tyler's.  Slowly, the donkey started to pump his hard, long shaft.  

 

For Tyler, as for most males, masturbation was an incredibly intimate and personal activity.  He enjoyed it.  Grown to look forward to it as a reward after a long day of classes and labs.  That sensitive build up.  The wave of sticky, wet release followed by the onset of complete relaxation.  His gaze settled on the donkey next to him.  While Tyler had no doubts about his own sexuality, there was something appealing, even erotic, about seeing another male pleasure himself.  How or why, he had no idea.  What Tyler did know, however, was that his dog cock had grown rock hard.  As he gently fondled his knot, Kevin snaked an arm in under his shoulders.  "I'll jack off and you can watch but you can't touch.  Deal?"

 

Kevin nodded.  Smiled.  "Deal."  Tyler's eyes were a beautiful shade of gold.

 

Tyler drew in a deep breath.  Gripped his shaft.  Thrust into his fist.  Tickled his balls.  His paw pads felt electric against his sensitive red flesh.  Within seconds, a drop formed at the slit in his tip.  It dribbled to the ridge of his dickhead before dripping onto the puff of white belly fur below his navel.  

  

Kevin kneaded his own member.  Unlike the Tyler, he didn't dribble pre; he gushed it.  Like a faucet.  The clear, slick fluid had already soaked his chestfur.  It ran down his side, wetting the sheets with a large, dark stain.  He watched the wolf pump himself.  An idea blew through his mind.  After a moment of indecision, he thought "Fuck it..."  Without warning, the donkey kicked his hooves into the air, up and over his head, planting them firmly against the wall overhead. 

 

"What the hell are-  Tyler stopped as he watched Kevin drop his hips, driving his donkey cock into his own muzzle.  A tingling sensation surged through the wolf's body.  His paw strokes quickened.  He gasped as his cock twitched, spurting clear fluid onto his soft belly.  Knot swelled.  His tongue lolled as he panted.  

 

As the donkey sucked himself, his hand crept under his tail.  Pulled it aside, out of the way.  A finger teased the hole that hid beneath it.  Prodded.  Slid in and out.  The two fingers of Kevin's hand were at least as thick as Tyler's cock.  He slipped one into himself.  This time it stayed inside, pushing deep.  The gush of pre became a torrent.  Salty donkey juice coated the inside of his muzzle.  It leaked from the corners of his mouth.  His tongue licked the top of his cockhead.   Swirled around it.  Flitted across his cockhole, tickling.

 

Tyler yanked at his knot with one paw-hand, pumped his shaft with the other.  "Uh, uh, uh."  His eyes were squeezed tight, mouth drawn into a grimace.  Kevin shoved his finger even deeper into himself.  Found what he was looking for.  That sweet-spot.  He pushed against it.  Waves of pleasure tore through his body.  In his mouth, his cock went completely stiff.  His head flared.  The wolf bucked his hips, writhing violently.  "Nngggggg!  Fuck!" he yelled as his orgasm ripped into him.  Cum spurted from his cock in streams.  The first two shots flew past his head, splatting thickly against the wall.  The next hit him in the face.  Kevin poked his prostate again.  Instantly, he began squirting wad after wad of thick donkey cream into his muzzle.  His tongue lapped.  He swallowed.  Another pump.  Another mouthful.  Another swallow.  He sucked, cheeks puffed out by the flare of his cock.  The sensation was incredible.  The wolf jerked himself hard, coaxing a few final shots from his meat.  His knot was huge in his paw.  He squeezed it.  Moaned.  Kevin dropped his rear back to the bed.  The donkey shot one last time, the wad landing on his pillow.  He let go of himself and his his erection slapped wetly against his belly and chest.  Seed still leaked from his cock.

 

Both boys lay cuddled against one another, spent.  

 

"Told you..."

 

"What?" Tyler said, huffing.

 

"You were pent up."

 

"Guess so."

 

Kevin pushed the wolf's shoulder.  "So you sure you ain't gay? Or at least bi?  Cuz what we just did wasn't exactly 'straight'."

 

"Positive.  I'm all about boning the girls.  But that doesn't mean we can't do a bit  of 'male bonding' from time to time like we just did.  Just no touching the wolf bits..."

 

Kevin giggled as he reached over and fuzzed his friend between the ears. "I love biology."   

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