Picture Day
Cole waits patiently in line...flicking his hair back over his ear gently with the back of his small paw. It was picture day at School...and His outfit was pristine. A Long sleeved white dress shirt...tucked in to form fitted Navy Blue pants that bagged slightly around his footpaws.
He fidgeted with his tie gently...blue eyes watching the ground as the line moved foreward. Cole didn't have much of a family, just a wealthy father who alienated him and sent him to boarding school. No one would be looking at the pictures taken today, So why did he bother. The Small White Tiger thought about ducking for the door, but it was too late...the Photographer was already ushering him into a quiet room. It was the storage area attached to the gym...the floodlights set up in the corners cast an eerily bright glow over a pretty blue backdrop and haloed the Basketballs and Hockey nets stacked in the backround.
Cole felt his cheeks redden. 'S-Sir...I don't wanna get my picture taken...'
Cole turned to leave and his path was blocked by the same photographer who had practically dragged him in. He was male...a fine canine specimine, muscular and tall, with handsome features and oversized physical features. Cole hadn't noticed...but the Wolf had to duck to get into the room...so his head wouldn't hit the doorway.
'Don't Be silly..uh..' *He glanced at the Youth's ID Card which was clipped to the breast of his Navy Blue Sweater Vest, 'Cole. You look so nice with your uniform pressed like that! I'm sure your parents want these pictures! They haven't seen you since the summer!'
'My dad sent me here because I get in the way at home...and he can't spare the time from his busy career to look after me...' Cole murmured down heartedly...a cold breeze wafting into the room from the Schools ancient AC system made Cole shudder. The Massive Wolf tried to keep his pleasent smile, but the kid was being a real downer...at least he was well behaved...unlike so many of his classmates.
'Oh come on now...he just wants you to get the best education!'
Cole shakes his head....tears gathering and making his eyes sparkle with moisture in the floodlight.
' No...he...just doesn't love me.'
The Wolf felt his heart leap into his throat...which was odd for him..because it took alot to get him emotionally involved with just some random kid...in fact he hated kids normally. He lowered into a crouched position, and though he still towered over the boy, it was by a lot less. Cole was startled when the Wolfs huge paws slipped along his sides and gripped him tightly. The young tiger wiggled his footpaws as they were lifted from the floor. It was only a moment of Movement before he felt a cool wood stool under him. THe Wolf had carried him to the stool set up where the students were supposed to sit when the pictures got taken.
He had a harsh look on his face.
'Don't you ever think that! Even if he doesn't know how to show it...he still loves you and he always will...' The Photographer shook Coles shoulders trying to emphasize his point...and it was only then he noticed how slender Cole was...and how big his paws looked...grasping at his arms. Cole was startled by the words...and he flushed timidly.
'Are you a father Sir?' THe young Tigers soft blue gaze was questioning...his melodic voice softer than before. The Wolf shook his head quickly
'No...I could never be a father....I'd always be afriad of messing a kid up..' He smiled crookedly...a feature the wolf hated because it took away from his mysterious and handsome style. Cole felt his heart thud against his chest and he began to feel more comfortable with the male he had just met.
'How could you mess a kid up?' Cole asked innocently...though..something in his voice suggested he might know a couple of ways....
'Well, I could teach him wrong...or uhm...neglect him...or hurt him..' The Wolf stammered...not sure quite how to answer the boys question.
'Would you Hurt me?' Cole tilted his head curiously.. leaning foreward from his seat. His tounge found the most sensitive place of the Wolfs ear...a nerve cluster that sent bolts of sensation through his form. The White Tigers breath was gentle against the side of the Wolfs face. 'If...I was your son I mean.' The Photographer lost his balance and fell from his crouched position onto his knees...though even though the boy was on a stool..the Wolf was still a bit taller than him. The tounge sent a fire through him... his groin twitching his paws roaming down the boys form as if by their own will. The Huge wolf leaned into the boy...dangerously deadly jaw opening and his teeth found their way to capture the boys tie..tugging it once as if it was a leash. Through clenched teeth the Slightly feralized photographer growled reassuringly,
'No.....Never....Hurt...Cole.' The White Tiger felt the tug and let out a soft boyish noise...As the Wolf slowly Began to grow nearer...the stool began to strain under the added weight. With a sickeneing snap the wooden legs broke and the pair fellback through the backdrop...which fluttered around the males. THe Wolf ontop of Cole....in the harsh glow of the floodlights.
The wolf was crazed with lust...but was mindful not to leave evidence of his sinful indiscretion with the underaged tiger. His claws could easily make confetti of the boy's perfectly unwrinkled uniform but he couldn't have the boy leaving naked now could he. He had to employ every ounce of will power in his body not to rape him thoughtlessly, and slowly with quivering paws he clumsily struggled with the sweater vest and then each of the annoyingly small buttons that he found on Coles dress shirt. Cole was red and the look in his young blue eyes was confused and frightened, but he seemed to be stunned silent by the whole scene...the calm seductive voice and tongue tricks vanishing as he was pinned to the floor.
The Wolf made quick work of his own clothes; he always wore easily removable outfits...as he fancied himself a bit of a predator. Lurking in parks at night he'd had his share of enthralling forced encounters with males and females that kicked and squirmed. Refreshingly enough Cole barely flinched or cringed away from his oversized paws. The wolf growled reassuring yet threatening warnings into the boy's ear his words conveying Undertones of pain hidden within the promises of pleasure. Coles blue eyes widened as each of the big paws the wolf sported gripped a toned thigh and lifted his hips from the floor. The Wolf continued lifting the youth's legs high up off the ground and then he bent them at the knees and pushed them down slowly. Cole whimpered as his torso bent with an overwhelming sense of pain and discomfort...until he could feel his knees touching the ground on either side of his head above his shoulders. The same cold air that chilled his body earlier now kissed against his displayed tail hole. A soft pink forbidden entrance on a boy that had yet to graduate had become the object of desire for a wolf that always got what he wanted. Without warning or care for the boy's enjoyment of the coupling, the wolf thrust his impressive pride into the boy's tender orifice. Cole whimpered and kicked his footpaws weakly but the position allowed no struggle. The time for resistance had passed some time before and now Cole was helpless to fight the Wolfs advances as intrusive as they were. The adorable sounds of protest made the Wolfs ears perk with joy, he always loved the noisy ones and with an effort to fuck more whimpers out of the tigers sweet lips he rammed more of his thickness into him. Cole responded by instinctively clenching his tail hole, which as all experienced males know only makes the pain worsen. He cried out in a pitiful whimpery protest...the position cramping his torso enough that his voice was almost non existent.
The Wolf moaned as loudly as he dared when he felt his heavy balls brush up close with the boys tail, looking down to look at how wonderfully the boy accommodated his monstrous organ. Guilt swept over him for a moment and he allowed himself to think of the implications and consequences of being caught in such a compromising position with an youth as young and pure as Cole was. He began to second guess his decision lust fading for a mere moment. It wasn't too late to threaten the boy into silence and leave he could still back out of this sinful exploit. Cole twitched adorably and let out a melodic groan, which banished all the thoughts from the wolfs mind. He went back to his brutal pounding. In and out, In and out. At a pace that had the boy clawing at the photo backdrop for some sort of grip. How could he deny himself the raw pleasure he got out of tainting such innocence. The erotic effect it had on him served to thicken his organ and it pulsed excitedly in the tiger's rear. With a few more thrusts and a muted muffled grunting the wolf unleashed jet after jet of his virile seed into the Tigers well used and abused bottom. He held himself in the boy as long as his erection allowed, before his softening meat slipped free of the rear and released a torrent of excess seed from the teenagers stretched entrance. Cole gasped and panted weakly as his legs were unpinned and his body was freed from the un-natural position it had been forced to take on. Coles blue eyes flickered open and he could acutely smell his own scent mingling with that of the Wolfs. He dragged himself from the male, huddling against a storage container of basketballs as cumm dripped from his aching tail hole.
The Wolf redressed, un-phased by his actions and threw the now quite wrinkled uniform at the cringing figure. "Clean yourself up Cole, and help me stand up this backdrop again." He ordered it with a strictly demanding voice and the tiger boy did as he was told. He stood and dressed in his uniform...though be it at a slower pace than usual. He helped the photographer remount the backdrop for the pictures, which was marked with faintly noticeable claw marks. The Wolf tossed the broken stool into a nearby trash bin and advanced on the Tiger once more...crouching to his level and gripping him by the slender waist. "I don't think I gotta tell you what I'm gonna do to you if you tell anyone about this ya hear?" He mumbled through gritted teeth. Cole winced cutely as the wolfs hot breath washed over him and he nodded, blue eyes filled with fear. As the wolf stood and glared down at the boy...his gaze began to soften. Coles fear evaporated and was replaced with a silly smile.
"Daddy? Why you always gotta pretend you don't know who I am when we play?"