Dinner Guest
'Hey-o, Second chapter of the series. Tried to work more on this one, catch some mistake, might have missed some, if so...oh well xD
Anyhew! enjoy =3
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Dinner Guest'
Each day of school came and passed, weeks passed and the weekends ended too soon. The calendar of the school year flowed by, but to the dismay of many students not fast enough. There was some who actually seemed to be bright and cheery, liking school because it was a chance for them to catch up with their friends, gossip and such.
One of these was none other than Damion, who had been looking forward to every single new day. Each one sought an opportunity to see that young teacher again, still day dreaming during the classes of how the teacher would take the teenager's virginity, humping him madly filling his ears with the teacher's grunts and moans. Constantly he had to secretly adjust himself as his cock would slid out of his sheath, pressing between his boxers and his waist.
At least two or three times a week the young wobbit would have to get a hall pass and escape to one of the stalls in the locker room. Unzipping his pants, pulling them down over his thighs and pulling his aching teenage erect shaft. Needing to relieve the stress that kept building, making his testicles yearn for the sensation needed to release their sticky content, enabling the wobbit's hormones to quiet for the remainder of the school day. Sometimes he would masturbate directly over bowl itself, not having any need to stay longer to clean. But sometimes he would just go wild, his semen landing along the wall or the surface of the dirty floor, leading him to have to clean up thoroughly after that session.
At home he can moan as he pleased, feeling the pleasure as he would run his paw over his thick young cock. Here at school however, he constantly has to bite down on his lip, minimizing the amount of noise he would create as semen shot into the air, some landing on his fur, but usually he would let it land where ever it soared.
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"Yes?" the teacher noticed Damion with his paw raised in the air, "May I use the restroom please?" he asked and got a nod from Mydnyte. It was a short distance down the hall to the locker room, he pushed the door open and headed to his usual stall. He decided he would take around 5 minutes this time, giving him ample time to ease the ragin hormones flowing through his body and mind.
Mydnyte raised from his desk, feeling the pressure as his bladder needed to be emptied. Since the gym locker room was the closest to the classroom, Mydnyte followed almost an identical path to the lavatory. Pushing open the door, taking his first step through the doorway, he was smacked with the scent of a heavy musk. This didn't catch the teacher off guard as much as it would have others. Mydnyte was guilty of masturbating in the middle of a school day while he was in school, needing to escape to the nearest stall, and sometimes a urinal, just to relieve his pent up hormones. His nose wrinkled and he winced for just a brief moment as the stale musky smell entered his nostrils, it was a smell completely different than that which wafted through the school halls and rooms.
He always took the urinal nearest to the stalls. He had always been self conscious about himself and never wanted anyone to peek at him as he pulled his flaccid penis from the confines of his pants. While he was standing in front of the urinal, emptying his bladder, his mind was wandering. Full of questions for himself to answer, like why he was still single, why he had so could never seem to find a mate. Suddenly his thoughts were cut short and his ears perked up as a moan was heard.
Curious he tuned his ears to the moan, trying to catch what exactly he could hear. He deduced that it was definitely a teen , and was a voice that he recognized. He listened intently to try and figure out who's voice it was. 'Mmmmm.....Mr. D...' Mydnyte stopped breathing for a moment as the words flowed into his perked ears, as his mind connected the voice and the student. He realized that it was Damion, the student he had been tutoring, masturbating a few stalls to the left of the teacher's urinal. If it were not for his thick charcoal fur, his embarrassment would have been noticeable, flushing a cherry red as he could here the soft moans and the squish of the teen's pre-covered paw as it ran quickly and smoothly over his fur hood.
Standing over his urinal, Mydnyte's once limp cock resting in his paw and his bladder now empty, was now being grasped by that same paw. Unknowingly he was stroking the thick 8 inch piece of meat as a little of pre balled on the tip of the pulsing head. Several thoughts entered his mind, what should he do? His body was trying to urge him to enter the stall and confront the student with his own erection pointing up into the air.
His logic struck, needing to get back to class, after shoving and positioning his full hard penis back into his boxers. Zipping up his zipper then, the teacher walked to the sink and washed his hands thoroughly and headed back to the classroom, a large noticeable bulge protruding from the façade of his pants.
Not even a minute after the teacher had left the area, the wobbit, completely unaware of anyone else's presence, cleaned his mess as he used the toilet paper to wipe down the stall's wall. He washed up and returned back to the classroom, taking his time to let him erection slide back into his young sheath, confident that any visible sign of his sexual act in the restroom were covered. The only thing remaining in the room was the musk of the teenager, a little stronger than the other scents that resided in that chamber.
The rest of that day had passed as every other day proceeded, the teacher now realizing the secret the young student was harboring, but never mention anything of it. Teaching every day and continuing to help the student, not letting on that he knew, but needing to shift every time to cover up the erection he would now get each time he was near Damion.
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It is now that time of the semester: the day a lot of students are in a panic over...mid-terms. Several weeks have now passed since Mydnyte knew of Damion's secret, and was now harboring one of his own- he wanted him too. He knew he couldn't go forward with his actions due to his position as a member of the school's faculty and staff.
After visiting with the teacher at least 3 days each week after school had let out, the wobbit had ensured himself a passing mark. He could now remain in the class, he wouldn't need to drop the class, but most importantly he could be close to him. The teen was feeling his affection growing deeper with each visit to his after school private tutor, wanting to be with his tigon teacher, to have his undivided attention. At this point, it didn't matter that he faked his lack of knowledge for the concepts, he went to receive the help from his teacher just to be near the attractive male.
'15 minutes left' Damion thought to himself as he folded the last page over the rest. The sudden screech of the metal feet on the chair as they skid across the cold, tiled floor caused the teen to press his ears back. This sound not only making him cringe, but it startled the entire class, everyone was staring at the wobbit as he slowly stood from his seat. Slowly letting his gaze spread across the room noticing several students done but a majority scribbling with their pens or pencils trying to finish by the bell.
Damion slyly grinned to himself as he silently placed his paper on the teacher's desk. He knew that he had done well on this particular exam. The teen's parents were well aware of his struggles in the class, but knew nothing of the reason. When he had told them he was seeking help from the teacher himself after school, they were overjoyed their son was seeking the aid he needed with direction from no one. However they did not know any of the reasoning behind it.
Mydnyte was sitting behind his desk, in the process of grading the midterms done in classes prior to the present one. He glanced up at Damion as he was laying his test, face down, onto the smooth surface of the tigon's desk. The two made eye contact for a brief period of time, the tigon gave the student a smile and a wink, causing the younger fur to blush slightly underneath his dark fur with white patterns patched across it.
Damion took his seat until the end of class, his next location being the lunch room. This was the only time he shared with Trin, his best friend. The two always had something to talk about, and made a promise not to hide anything from the other even though everyone still has secrets they never share. The only thing Trin didn't know was the secret Damion had been harboring for a couple months now.
Standing in line for his food, Damion payed and walked towards the metal-framed glass doors to the outdoor area...
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'Trin' Beouvle- Trin is Damion's best friend, the two share a bond almost as tight as brothers. He befriended Damion back in grade school when the two were still pups. An Arctic Fox at the age of 16, he is white in color and standing at 6'2. The two would always stir up trouble no matter where they went. A dangerous mix, but could never find a pair of closer friends. The two share a 'no secrets' agreement, in which they both uphold sturdily. This white fox also bisexual, secretly having feelings for his wolfen/rabbit friend, the only secret he cannot speak of.
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Stepping outside and onto the cement patio, the wobbit layed his tray down across from the white fox. "Gawd I hate Midterms..." he spoke out as he sat down onto the glossed stone bench.
"Tell me about it," Trin responds, "it's not like we have enough to worry about as it is, now we have these damn tests to take." He swivels his fork thru the mashed potatoes placed in the corner of his plate, then looks up at the wobbit gulping down his food and chuckles, "Gotta slow down or your stomach will turn over from all that air!"
Damion simply glanced up at the fox and went back, shoveling his fork into his meal as if he hadn't eaten for days. Every now and then he drank some of the soda sitting in the corner of the tray as it lay on the smooth surface of the glossy-stone table.
Damion and Trin talked about the usual, events from the past day or so, what their plans were for the weekend. Once his meal was finished, the wobbit stood, walked back inside the building, taking his tray and what little remains there were of his lunch.
As he turned to head back out, he noticed the teacher he fantasized standing at the register, his tray even more full than the wobbit's had been, but far more healthy. He stood there for several moments, staring at the backside of the teacher, his draconic tail slowly swaying across the cold tiled floor. A smile crept across his muzzle as the teacher walked away, his muscular build distancing itself from the teen as the wobbit.
Mydnyte started walking towards his spot with a few of the other teachers, "He's the new teach, huh?" Trin's sudden remark made the young wobbit jump, "Whoa there Damion!" The fox walked back outside to their table, laughing.
"That wasn't funny at all," Damion chuckled as he met his friend back at their table, "could've given me a heart attack!"
"Heh heh...yeah, I know." the young fox grinned and continued, "he a good looking guy, that new teacher. I can't blame you for lookin."
"He's not just good looking...he's damn hot." Damion muttered thinking he wasn't heard. He looked up at the fox's face just to be staring into a stare from the fox, causing the wobbit to panic a little. "Wh-what!? Did I do something?"
"Umm...yea you kinda just said that he was hot," Trin responded, still somewhat staring. A sleek smile now spread across his muzzle, the arctic fox leaned over the table and spoke quiet enough that only Damion could hear him, "you telling me you like guys now?"
The teenaged wobbit's face burned a bright crimson red as his best-friend finished his sentence, stunned and also embarrassed that he had been found out. "N-no! I-I don't!" the shakiness of his voice easily told the true story he was hiding, anyone could notice that he was blatantly lying. He took a breath and gave a dead gaze back at the smirking fox, "how could you assume something like that from me!? I thought you knew me better than that!"
The smile quickly disappeared from Trin's muzzle, he lowered his head slightly. Shaking his head, he tilted head back up, making eye contact with his friend, "I do, I do know you well enough. I know damn well when you're hiding something from me."
The fox's expression was one more serious than his young wobbit, " We promised each other that we wouldn't keep secret's from each other! I spilled my guts when I told you I was Bi! You have any idea how scared I was!? I had no idea how you would react, but I told you anyways! I upheld our promise! The least I would expect is for you to do the same. If you're honestly not hiding anything then I won't ask, but...if you are, and don't tell me." he paused for a moment, "then what am I to think of the promise we made?"
Damion sat across from Trin, his ears folded back as he took in the truth in what his friend was saying...collecting his own thoughts as to how to even respond to something like that. "You...you're right, I know if there's anyone I could trust...it's you." He froze for a second, his muzzle hanging wide open, searching again for the words to say. His mind finally homed in on exactly what to say, and as he spoke, the words escaped his muzzle almost inaudible, "I'm gay..."
"What?" he gave the wobbit a puzzled look, seeing his mouth and lips move, but the words that came out was like a fog horn in a deaf man's ears. " I couldn't hear a single thing you just said, speak up!"
"I said I'm GAY, ok!?" Damion stated much louder this time around, so loud the other furs at tables surrounding his turned to gaze at the Junior wobbit. Soon realizing just exactly how loud he had just said that, he felt a cold chill run down his spine. It was as if everyone's gaze could change the temperature of a surface, making his spine turn to ice, and hung his head down. "I hate you..." he muttered as the bell tolled, marking the end of lunch.
The fox and wobbit split apart, heading to their last couple classes. Damion walked the halls with his head hung slightly, meanwhile his best friend walked with an extra bounce in his step. The fox harbored feelings for his friend, and now that he knew he was gay, he felt as if he could soon make his move on the wobbit.
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It was finally the end of the school day, Damion was heading down to the math room. Mydnyte was standing beside his desk, organizing the day's work and the mid-terms into a folder and placing them in a bag. He was just leaving the room as the wobbit approached him, "Hey there Mr. Fwuffers, is there anything I can help you with?" the teacher knew it wasn't for a tutor session, there was no new material to go over.
"Actually you can." Damion reached into one of the pockets of his backpack, pulling out a piece of paper, folded into thirds. He extended his reach with the paper in his grasp, the top of it reading 'Mr. Drahgghen'.
"Hmm? I wonder what this is?" he spoke privately as he opened the note handed to him. His eyes scanned the writing on the parchment before him, taking in everything that was written as the wobbit stood there. "Ok, tell them I'll be there!" the tigon smiled warmly at his student, nodding as he folded the piece of paper back up to it's original form and placed it on the top of his pile for tonight's work.
With that the wobbit grinned and dashed off as to hurry back home and tell his parents about the acceptance of their offer. As he darted, Mydnyte reopened the letter, giving it a second glance:
"Mr. Drahgghen,
We would like to formally invite to dinner tomorrow night for 7pm. It would be at our house, located at 913 Elmwood Boulevard. We had heard from Damion of all the work you have been putting into helping him achieve the scores he has, and would like to show our appreciation for all the extra time you have placed in our son. We won't take no for an answer, we insist!
Sincerely,
Mr. & Mrs. Fwuffers"
After reading that, the same feeling occurred again in the tigon's sheath that had occurred every time he was near his male wolf/rabbit pupil. Quickly adjusting the tight, hard, cock-shaped bulge in his pants, the tigon walked out to his car. His bag laying conveniently across his lap so his erection wasn't noticeable. The car turned over, and the car pulled out of the school parking lot, heading towards the apartment complex where the tigon resided.
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The next day had gone by fairly quickly as Mydnyte had readied himself for the dinner he was about to attend. A nice, yet comfortable button up black and red shirt, a dark pair of slacks, and a black muscle shirt underneath. Stepping out of his car, looking at the number posted on the side of the door of the house, '913...this is it...' he thought to himself as he walked up the walkway to the front door.
The house was well sized. It stood 2 stories, two windows plus the door on the bottom floor and three windows with nice curtains hanging from them on the top level. His car was parked out in front of their two door garage, their walkway being made out of an assortment of stones and large rocks. A nice light gray with dark green shutters, the trim around the shutter a grayish-green shade to match the rest nicely. This was a nice house, it had a warm feeling to it the tigon thought.
As he approached the door, a female wolf stood at the door. Dressed in a navy blue blouse with a black-tube, knee-length skirt. She had a pair of cute sapphire earings in the lower part of each ear, and an opal-beaded necklace around her neck. His father appeared behind them, scurrying about trying to get ready before the guest arrived. He was also in a nice button up dress shirt, matching the color of his spouse's, but he only had on a pair of silky boxers as he dashed behind his wife, completely unaware the guest was already present and accounted for. The tigon couldn't help but immediately notice the bulge of the father's boxers as they were pushed back from the forward momentum of the rabbit. He had on a pair of black dress socks as he hurried around to find his pants, but the teacher quickly deducted that the father was well endowed.
"Welcome to our lovely home Mr. Dragon" she smiled politely and gave a little bow, moving to the side and swinging her dark-furred arm out as a signal for the young adult to enter the house.
"It's Draw-sion (as in fusion and fission) actually," the tigon chuckled as he smiled and bowed slightly in return to the mother's warm gesture.
"Oh! I'm terribly sorry!" The wolf expressed with some worry in her voice. The last thing she wanted to do was anger the dinner guest before he even entered their home.
"Oh, it's quite alright," Mydnyte as he placed a paw behind his head, letting out a smile, "I get that all the time actually. So I'm used to correcting a lot of people." As he finished his statement, the wolf just smiled, giggled and nodded. Thus beginning a breif tour of their house. He always wanted to have a house like this, it wasn't too large nor too small. Everything felt...just so spacious, yet at the same time, comfortable. He didn't, however, want a place like this by himself. He always dreamt of someday owning a house like this with his lover, his soul mate.
"Damion! Dinner's almost ready! Come make yourself present, stop being rude for our guest!" the mother shouted up the stairs to her son's room. The young wobbit was the most dressed out of the four of them: sporting a dress coat, a short sleeve buttoned shirt, dress pants, and even had his hair pushed down nicely. Everything he wore was black, fitting his form perfectly. As Damion approached the stairs, the teacher viewed the teenager at the top and smiled. At the same time he was thinking how strange it was for a family to go so formal for a dinner inside their own house.
He hid a light blush underneath his black and green fur. In his mind he was thinking just how incredible this young male looked, as his gaze then fixed itself on the tight waist of the wobbit. A bulge pressing out against the pants of the teenager, not giving any shape, but more than enough to the imagination of the size that the wobbit was hiding underneath the thin fabric of the slacks.
Before Mydnyte's mind was allowed to wander too far, gazing at the bulging crotch of the student who had been muttering his name while masturbating, the chime from the oven signaling the end of the preparation for the night's dinner. "Please, this way to the dinner table Mr. Drahgghen." the wobbit's father finally had found his pants and lead his guest to the table.
"Please, Mydnyte's fine, 'Mr.' is for the students" the tigon smiled at the wolf, who had winked back, making the tigon wince slightly in response. He chuckled lightly, nervously, as he walked past the well-formed rabbit, who gave the tigon a slap on the ass as he passed making him yelp.
The teacher was lead to the dinner table, all set up for the evening's dinner, the food was well placed, organized, and with very nice dishware as well as utensils. He took his seat at the end opposite of the Damion. The two's eyes would meet repeatedly through out the night, each smiling at one another each time.
The table was of decent size, able to seat 6 furs easily, a nice woven red cloth set on top of a silver-lined table sheet. The chairs were all wood and hand crafted, holes placed in the back of each so tails could comfortably rest behind them. The glasses were of a fairly decent size with a cute floral design on the sides, matching the designs on the plates.
In the center of the table is a big bowl of New Orleans Shrimp Creole over linguini, with assorted vegetables spread around. On the opposite end of the table of the chicken lay a plate of roast beef, well cut and steaming, having just been removed from the heat of the oven. Each glass was filled three quarters of the way with a Sparkling Apple beverage, and last was a big bowl of mashed potatoes. Beside the potatoes lay a gravy boat filled with a thin brown sauce.
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The dinner was progressing smoothly, there was much to talk about, questions were asked, answers were given. It was a bit awkward when asked why he hadn't married yet, and all fell silent when the question arose. The subject was quickly changed into something else, laughter erupting again soon after. The night was going smoothly, up until the end.
"Oh shit! I'm sorry!" the Damion's father stood as the gravy boat was over on it's side. The contents of the container forming a small river and puddles across the end of the table.
With a quick jolt, Mydnyte backed up in his chair, stunned at first as to what had just happened. He looked down at himself, the once clean clothes he was wearing, now soaked thoroughly on the front with the brown gravy. He quickly grabbed a napkin to wipe it off, but it was too late. The sauce had already soaked into his clothes as his fur was also doused along his arms.
"I'm so, so sorry! Please forgive me, I didn't mean for that to happen at all!" the middle-aged rabbit began panicking as he patted down the young adult's clothing with a cloth napkin. This was doing more harm than good as the sauce was only being pushed deeper into the fabric of the clothing and soaking into his fur underneath the drenched clothes. Also the young teacher noticed that the older male spent a little more time dabbing and pressing his paw against the tigon's crotch.
"Is there anything I can do to make this up to you? Anything at all!?" his mother quickly inquired, trying to find something...anything that might help overcome the fault her husband had just made, "I just won't sit by and not take the blame or do nothing about it."
"Um...well I can't go home like this. It may sound anal, but I can't afford to get gravy stains in my car, and I'd like to get the stains out as soon as possible." he smiled as he said this, although he was a little upset, he tried to not let it show. He calmed the frantic mother down and she agreed that the stains needed to be lifted right away, and directed him to their large bathroom.
"I'm truly so sorry about all of this." she sighed, "Tonight was going so well too." the wolf enters a linen closet, pulls out a large robe, a towel for the tigon to clean himself off with, and cleaners for his clothing. "You take those dirty clothes off, and I'll go get them started A.S.A.P!" she said with a smile as she turned to leave the bathroom so the tigon could strip his clothing in private.
Before she could leave entirely a question was asked, "Might I be able to use your shower to get this gravy out of my fur?" he sighed at the end of his question. His shirt and pants were already off, his fur obviously tattered down by the brown sauce, standing in his boxers.
"Sure hun, please, be my guest." the older wolf responded with a warm smile, "take all the time you need." With that she left the room, pulling the door closed behind her, leaving the tigon to the bathroom to clean himself.
Mydnyte stepped out of his boxers, the only article of clothing he had that somehow escaped the fluid's soaking mess. He reached into the long stall against the far wall, places his paw around the cold steel and turned. Water flying from the shower head above, quickly warming up, splashing against the smooth surface on the bottom of the shower stall.
Steam quickly filled the room as the young tigon opened the door as he was about to step into the stall. The area inside was easily big enough to allow several furs to fit, and the tigon noticed there was not just a shower head, but there were also jets along the corners. He stood there pondering how to activate the extra water outlets as he stepped into the shower, dousing his leg in the hot, steamy water.
As he entered fully, closed the glass door behind him, the jets along the corners sprayed in full blast along the grungy chest fur of the tigon. At first it was a little uncomfortable, until he felt it kneading his muscles, the powerful jets getting anything that was stuck in his fur out in a minute amount of time.
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Downstairs the mother was setting the clothes into the washer, her husband conversing with her, explaining how bad he felt for that having happened. "It's ok dear, it was an accident," she consoled the rabbit, "it happened, it's being taken care of. I'm sure there are no hard feelings from him."
"Still though," he started and paused for some time, "I'm going to go up and apologize again. Also to reassure him that we're doing everything we can to make up for this mishap." That was what he said, but also in the depths of the middle-aged rabbit's mind were thoughts of another: a chance to see the young attractive teacher bare in the shower.
The rabbit made his way upstairs, not knowing that Damion was a little ways away, his own mind thinking the very same thoughts as his father's: wanting to see the nude figure of the tigon as he bathed, wanting to memorize every muscle, ripple, every contour of the sexy teacher's body.
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The shower continued for the tigon, the powerful jets bouncing off his body, water pouring through his fur. He reached against another wall, grabbed some body shampoo and started lathering his fur. His paw wandered around his body, running over every curve, eventually reaching his groin. He paused for a moment, feeling the urge pulse through his body. Knowing it was a shower that was not his own Mydnyte debated for a few seconds whether or not to continue.
His decision was made as he lathered the shampoo along his black and green furred testicles. A cloud of foam around his sheath as he rubbed his paw against more, tilting his head back with a light moan, not being heard over the rush of water. As he cleansed his groin, the motions from his paw awakened his sheathed cock. Slow inching its way out of its dark confines, the thick tigon cock slowly slid its way back into the light. The tigon's paw wrapping his paw around his thick member as he began stroking himself off slowly in the steam of the large shower.
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His paw tapped lightly against the bathroom door, "You doing ok in there Mydnyte?" the rabbit spoke loudly as he knew of the shower's thunderous jets. He wrapped his paw around the door's handle, he hesitated, thinking he shouldn't.
"Doin great!" Mydnyte responded trying to mask the pleasure he was receiving from himself, masturbating in someone else's home, "best shower I've had in ages!"
His curiosity got the better of him. Slowly and quietly the middle-aged rabbit opened the bathroom door. 'Just a minute...that's all I need...just a little peek' he told himself as he opened the door more and more. Steam started flowing out of the room and into the hall as the door quietly slid open. Finally the rabbit was standing inside his own bathroom while the teacher was using his shower. His concentration was fully on the door, making sure it had opened quietly as to not alert the restroom's occupant of the unexpected visitor, he began directing his vision to the area of their shower stall.
A fully erect cock with a paw around it, an arm along the length of the body, the forearm moving a little and a head tilted back as the silhouette's paw stroked the thick cock standing from the shape. 'Not bad!...that kid's atleast 8 inches' the white rabbit thought to himself, staring at the figure through the fog-plated glass, he couldn't lavert his vision. His eyes glued to the dark figure standing in his own shower, stroking that cock as the jets sprayed against his body. The white rabbit felt his pants become exceedingly tight, as he looked down, he noticed a tent had formed from his own large penis. The rabbit's body seeming to tell the him what to do. As his mind was shut off from logic he followed his body's direction.
Slowly each article of the rabbit's clothing fell to the floor. His pants, to lessen the pressure placed against his now throbbing cock as he ogled the tigon in the stall. Next, the shirt, falling next to the small pile that were his pants. By this time there was a small stain soaking through his boxers as pre-cum seeped from the thick head of the middle-aged rabbit. The wobbit's father stroked along the length that filled his boxers. Lifted his the elastic waist of his silky smooth boxers, pushing his cock against him and sliding the smooth fabric down onto the floor, laying atop his socks and pants.
Gazing in the mirror beside him, covered with the shower's steam, the rabbit caught a translucent view of his impressive body. A nice firm 6-pack, not too slender but not too muscular. He was well built and, obviously, a very fit rabbit. The biggest feature of this rabbit was his thick cock, curving up from his groin. This rabbit was very well equipped for someone of his size. Fully erect it stood at 10 inches and was 2 ½ inches thick, he was especially proud of his body but never let it show.
Slowly the white fur walked towards the foggy door, his cock swaying with his forward motion. The tigon's tail swaying to and fro, water reflecting off his scaled tail against the door. Mydnyte's back facing the door now as he extends his paw out against the wall before him, the other still grasping his hard throbbing cock. His heavy breathing barely audible over the rushing water, unaware that he was increasing the urge in this older male standing a foot away, separated by glass. He grasped the handle to open the shower door, pulled it open quickly and essentially throws himself onto the teacher.
A brief chill runs down Mydnyte's spine as a rush of much cooler air decends down against his scaled back and black-furred legs. Before he can turn his head, a paw grabs his wrist, another firm grasp pinning his paw against the wall. Knowing he's no longer alone, and thinking this extra body was Damion's, the teacher smiles to himself 'was wondering when you were going to make you move.' The tigon pushes back, the big, hard cock rub against his soaked cheeks, "heh, for a 16 year old, you're pretty damn big!"
"You think I'm a 16 year old?" having a much deeper voice than his son, "I'm flattered you think I look so young!" the middle-aged rabbit teases the male he has pinned against the slick tiled wall. Taking one of Mydnyte's paws Mr. Fwuffers runs the tigon's fingers and pads along the father's massive length, causing the elder to moan from the touch. Wrapping the tigon's paw around his thick shaft, he felt the paw stroke along his legth several times. Grasping Mydnyte by the wrist, the elder helped the younger male direct his cock to the tight young pucker, pressing his leaking head against the surface.
The young adult's eyes had widened once he heard the deeper voice of Damion's father, realizing that the cock belonged to a much older fur than he had expected. He thought momentarily about pushing the father away, until his paw was rubbed along the massive flesh protruding from this male's sheath. His paw running along the length of the thick cock sent a shiver of anticipation through Mydnyte's body. Imagining that rabbit's fully developed, mature cock deep inside his bowels making him go limp.
Sensing the momentary weakness the tigon felt, the rabbit took advantage and lifted the limp dragon tail. He lowered his gaze to down upon the anus, which seemed to be inviting his throbbing 10 inch cock. Without hesitation the rabbit pushed his fully erect cock inside the tight ass of the tigon, 6 inches of the rabbits hard cock sliding in. The middle-aged rabbit gazed down, his cock more than half way inside the younger male, and smirked. He pushed his hips further, pushing deeper into the tigon, until hilted. The large balls rested on the ass of the younger fur in front of him, his cock deep inside his company. He savored the tightness of the insides tightly wrapped around his thick cock, the muscles rippling along his flesh sending a sensation through out his body.
Mydnyte hunched forward as the rabbit directed the two into a spot making more room in the stall. The elder placed his paws along the side of the young teacher's waist as he began to pull himself out of the tight confines of the tigon's tight insides. The pain eased a little as the feel of the rabbit's full length was pressed against the tight walls of his innards, hilted deep inside the young stud. Slowly he felt the pressure escape as the cock was pulling out, sliding back along the path it took, sliding back out then thrust, again, inside the tigon. Each time the young tigon was hilted by his superior, pleasure coursed through his soaked body, his prostate repeatedly being massaged by the thick shaft as it slid through his lower intestine.
Damion's father was the leader here, the rabbit intensely fucking the tigon , but the green-striped black furred teacher didn't entirely mind giving his ass to the sexy, older, well toned rabbit. Mydnyte pressed his chest further against the wall, lifting his tail as the rabbit behind was pumping his full erection through the tigon's tight orifice. Meeting in response was a forceful push forward as the rabbit drove his hips forward, sending his full, middle-aged cock back into the depths of the stretched tail hole as he proceeded with the fucking.
Unbeknownst to the young wobbit, who was now heading up the stairs with the same mindset his father had, just wanting to catch a glimpse at the beast in the shower, as he turned the corner to head up the stairs to catch a glimpse into the room opposite his. As he climbed the stairs, his raging hard-on already pressed against the thin fabric of his pants, the wobbit unzipped his pants as he neared the end of the stairway. Once at the top Damion rounded the corner and immediately noticed the steam pouring out of the bathroom where the tigon was showering. 'This is too perfect!' the teen said to himself as he neared the steam-filled room with a sleek smile. He reached his paw into his boxers, wrapped around his aching cock, anxious to see the fur he's daydreamed so long about.
Turning one last corner he pushed past the steam and entered their bathroom, once the steam was thinned out enough he looked eagerly at the direction of the shower stall. One shadow was hunched, chest first, against the wall, thick tail lifted, cock stiff and dripping. Another shadow directly behind it, one ear perked up, the other limp, arms extended onto the bigger shadow's waist. Thrusting mercilessly, the silhouette behind was forcing a very thick long cock into the hunched over figure.
Damion's eyes widened as his jaw dropped. His mind took a few seconds to piece everything together as he stared mouth agape as he stumbled backwards, spilling into his room adjacent from the bathroom. Clearing the steam out enough for a perfect view of his father humping his teacher wildly. He stepped back until he fell onto his bed, speechless at the action present before him. He knew his father was bi, and that he seemed to flirt a little with the young teacher throughout dinner, but he had never anticipated what his eyes saw before him now.
His father pounded the tigon's ass, pushing his huge cock as far as he could, making the tigon moan out loudly in great pleasure as the organ pulsed inside the teacher. The constant and rhythmic sound as the rabbit's hips met with the bottom of the teacher, his balls smacking against the balls swaying below the tigon. The tigon's legs tensed, as did his ass as the teen's father continued pounding the ass of the young hybrid teacher. His bulky length traveling deep inside his guest.
Grunting with each thrust in harmony from the moan leaving the tigon's muzzle, Damion sat on his bed, at first lost in his emotions, almost fighting back tears. His ears perked more as he heard the sounds of sex from the room across from his own, his heart starting to pound and his breathing starting to become shallow and quick. His teacher's moans and groans and his father's grunts, his humping making more and more sound as the wobbit's ears focused to the noise.
The wobbit become heavily intoxicated by the sounds of his father mating his teacher. His paw still wrapped around his cock, the organ pulsing greater in his grasp as pre now covered the top of his paw. He pulled his pants down around his ankles, opening the front of his boxers to let his hard cock out against the moist air. As the moans and grunts continued, the wobbit repositioned his paw, now on the outside of his boxers but still grasping his hard throbbing dick. He began to slide his pre-covered paw down the shaft of his penis, all the way down to the point where his knot was slowly starting to take form.
The longer the teenager watched his father fucking his dream-mate, the more he was getting off on it. His paw was vigorously stroking his teenaged cock, although not as big as his father, the teen was nearly as girthy father and had nothing to be ashamed of either. He continued masturbating as his big paw slid along the 7 inch surface of his member, more and more pre flowing out of his cock head as he imagined himself pounding his teacher in his father's place. Thrusting his cock through his paw, like he would if he were standing behind the tigon's tail hole. 'Ohh~...Mr. D...' gasping out the plentifully used words as he continued to paw to the vision of sex in his mind.
"Mydnyte~!" his climax hit, throwing his head back as he semen escaped through the teens testicles , flowing through the length of the shaft, and ejaculating out of his convulsing cock head. The fluid shot into the air: landing against him, splashing onto his dress clothes. The off-white color of his cum completely visible on the black fabric as seed continued spraying along his torso, his orgasm reached as he heard a loud grunt from his father.
Thrusting quicker and with more power, driving his thick cock deep inside the bowels of the tigon sprawled against the wall before him. Humping him with such energy, it was almost unexpected from a middle-aged man such as himself. His width sliding out a few inches and pressing back in, the tigon feeling the twitching member of the father as he clenched his hole around the throbbing cock. With one last thrust the rabbit's large balls contracted as he sent copious amount of his seed deep inside the intestines of Mydnyte. His balls emptying their contents, flooding the midsection of the teacher, a stream flowing out of his hole, sliding down his thigh before being rinsed away by the jets of water.
Mydnyte, lost in all the excitement, after moaning loudly as he was stuffed with his student's father's semen, failed to notice his own release. As the two backed from the wall, the tigon's own sperm lay splattered along the wall he was leaning on, slowly sliding down to the floor. The teacher felt the rabbit begin to pull out, but kept the father pressed tightly against him. Placing both his paws on each cheek of the older fur, keeping him in place.
The water cascaded along the two, the elder lodged deep inside the anus of his younger counterpart, helping rinse some of the semen that had stuck slightly to the tigon's fur. Mydnyte enjoying the feeling of such a large cock deep inside his intestines, but eventually the rabbit had to pull out. He was still hard as a rock as his erection sprang back and slapped against his stomach, surprising the tigon with the endurance the rabbit had. The elder proceeded to clean his sturdy member as well as Mydnyte's ass, removing any signs of the sex the two had just experienced.
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The flowing water ceased as the rabbit exited the shower. Drying himself off as the younger had the ritual of drying off in the shower to help avoid dripping on the floor. The father was pulling his boxers over his large sheath as the tigon finally exited the stall. "Best shower I had in ages," the father smiled and chuckled, "hope that mess makes up for the first one I caused."
"More than enough," Mydnyte nodded as he lifted the towel from his hair, "I think all problems should be solved that way...shower sex." This comment made the two start laughing as they proceeded in covering themselves, the father with his clothing and the tigon in a large, white cotton robe. The two making jokes like 'Solving terrorism with shower sex' and 'Angry with your boss? Screw him in the shower!'
As the two exited the warm humid room, they both noticed the door adjacent to theirs was wide open. Inside lay Damion, laying back on his bed: his pants along his feet, his boxers front wide open, and his clothes covered abundantly in his own sticky white seed.
'He must have seen the whole thing...' thought Myd as he peered down at the wobbit, fast asleep on his bed. He couldn't help but notice the adolescent's package, the jet black sheath poking out as his black furry balls lay out in the open. He studied every inch of his student's male hood for a few seconds, until the father spoke to him quietly.
"I'll put him to bed," he smiled as he entered his son's room, he was a very caring father. He wasn't even aware that his son had gotten off to the shower excursion nor did he care too much. He wasn't really surprised that his son had gotten off to two males, it was a trait that he was certain was attained from being raised by a bisexual couple.
As Mydnyte was leaving the room, he turned back to gaze at the young teen again. "Soon Damion...soon." he spoke to himself, smiling as the father proceeded in taking his son's clothing off. He headed down stairs where the wolf was waiting for him, handing him his now clean, fresh dried, clothes.
Not much longer was the teacher fully clothed than he was by the front door, joined by the couple. "Thank you for the dinner" the teacher smiled as he shook their paws individually.
"I apologize again for what happened," the wolf started, he smile fading for a moment, "I hope there are no hard feelings."
"Oh not at all," the tigon retorted, "I had a wonderful time!" As he expressed his gratitude, the father gave the teacher a wink as he adjusted himself. This making the tigon smirk as the door was opened and he left for the night.
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Upstairs, laying under his sheets in only his boxers now, his clothes laying in a small pile on the floor. The teen lay asleep, images of he and his teacher in the classic shower scene played through his dreams, a smile spreading across his face.
-next chapter: Extra Curricular-