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Let it be known that this story contains homosexual actions of an adult nature between two furs. Reader discretion is advised and constructive criticism is welcomed.

"Hey! No, stop!"An orange fox screamed as he was held by two much larger figures, both one a muscular brown dog and the other a black bull, the both of them in white football jerseys with a big red number spread across the back of them. The much smaller fur they held, Drake, a slender fox wearing blue jeans and a plain white polo shirt yelled as he was carried away by the two overpowering figures, squirming endlessly as he did so.

The teenage fox boy had short brown headfur with square-framed metal glasses.

"Stop it! Can't you guys just leave me alone?" He pleaded with the larger figures, while they only laughed and kept dragging the helpless boy.

The runners of the young fox dragged against the white tiled floor of the locker rooms that he was now forced into as he submitted to the much larger males. "Now listen here, faggot. You're gonna sit in this locker and think about what you've done. Never look at my ass again." The dog growled at him, Drake had no choice but to just whine and sob.

The bull grunted as he pulled open a locker door from the wall-long line of grey lockers, Drake knew it wasn't going to be a comfortable fit and that he'd most likely be in there for hours. He took in his last moments of light for the remainder of the day as the strong grips on his upper arms began to pull him back into the empty locker.

Drake felt the cold metal of the locker against his arm and then felt the whole coldness consume him as he was pushed back past the walls. As quickly as he could, he pulled his arms and legs towards his body, to avoid being hit by the door as they slammed it. Luckily, he got them back in time. He heard the dial turning and the lock click shut, and a tear ran from his eye down his cheek.

The two larger furs chuckled deeply and walked out, leaving the poor fox stuck in the locker. The fox threw his head into his paws and wept, crying heavily onto his glasses and soft paws.

Countless hours passed, no one so much as entered the locker room until now. Drake's ears pricked up at the sound of covered feet padding along on the tiled floor, but the sound offered no solace as it was the sound of football cleats that resounded in the empty locker room.

He resumed his sobbing; beginning to think that he would never get out of there. Outside of the locker was a shirtless, muscular black stallion, wearing only his football cleats, long socks and shorts. Raising one leg onto the bench in the middle of the room, and leaning down to remove his shoes he heard something, something faint but noticeable. After pausing and waiting, he shrugged it off and continued undoing his shoelaces.

With both of his cleats off, resting beside the bench with his dirty socks, he moved to remove his shorts. One digit slipped into the waistband and he pulled it forward, allowing it to drop to the floor, leaving him wearing naught but his tight jock-strap that left him walking lop-sided. With a tired grunt he pushed off his jock, his flaccid, but still long, horse cock to flop free with his large testicles. Again his ears caught a faint sound. This time he knew that he hadn't imagined it.

He looked over to the lockers, scanning along them until something caught his eye, a flare of light reflecting from Drake's glasses. "Hello? Is anyone inside the locker?" He stepped closer, his long strides taking him halfway.

"Y-yes." Drake stuttered as his tears and shudders peaked.

"Hold on, let me get you out of there." The horse said as he reached for the lock. "What's the code?"

"I don't know it's not my locker." Drake whined, his tears beginning to dry up.

"Okay... just wait a second." The horse stepped away from Drake's line of sight and beside the locker. He raised his thick, toned leg and launched it at the lock, warping the metal. "Just once more..." He breathed in deep as he went for another lunge, completely clearing the lock from the door this time.

The second the lock fell the door burst open and an awkward fox fell flat on his face, his glasses skidding across the floor, stopping underneath the discarded jock-strap. "Are you okay?" The horse knelt down beside the fox whose eyes stung with tears.

"I... I think I'll be fine." Drake rolled onto his side, and a new scent caught the horse's attention.

"Whoa, you must have been in there a while. Here, let me help you up, you need a shower, my friend." The humiliated fox made no effort to cover his urine-soaked jeans.

Drake took the blurred hoof that was offered to him and was hoisted to his feet. "Get those off." The horse said, gesturing to the wet jeans. Obediently, he unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to his ankles, along with his white briefs, leaving him standing with his modest boyhood on show, however the horse did not draw his eyes to it.

Drake stepped out of his wet clothing as the horse helped him remove his shirt. "The name's Kale, by the way. You're Drake aren't you?" Kale grabbed Drake by the forearm and walked him towards the showers.

"Yeah... Yeah I am. How do you know me? No one pays attention to me..." Drake looked down at his feet, his vision still obscured by his lack of glasses.

"You're the best Chemistry student in the school! I idolize you man." Kale said with total sincerity, while Drake's cheeks blushed deeply.

"You do? Really?" Drake raised his head, a shaky smile across his muzzle.

"Yeah, totally. Would you mind tutoring an idiot like me?" He laughed a deep, cheerful laugh and softly patted the young fox on the back.

It was at this point that Kale noticed Drake's wandering eyes, quickly darting between his paws and the thick, flaccid flesh that hung between Kale's legs. He suppressed a chuckle as he led the near-blind boy into the large, round shower. "Stand here." Kale moved close to the white-tiled wall and turned the chrome nozzle, releasing a constant jet of pre-warmed water.

"I saw what you were doing before... Don't pretend you didn't do it." Kale moved right up against the resting boy, his hardening flesh pressing against the soft orange back-fur. He moved his muscular arms around the teenager, massaging his chest. Lowering his muzzle to the fox's ear he whispered; "Are you ready for this cutie?"

Drake's blush burned strong as he slowly nodded and his own boyhood began filling with blood.

Taking his impressive meat into his paw, Kale moved his hard cock down past Drake's soft rear, massaging the tip with his thumb as he did so. Drake shuddered and weakened in the stallion's grip as the tip of his ten inch penis struck the tightly puckered hole that he hid between his legs. Slowly pressing forward, the thick horse genitalia met strong resistance as the tight hole became accustomed to the large intruder.

Kale gasped strongly as his cock penetrated the young fox and began sliding inwards. Drake's breaths were ragged as the intrusive cock continued to slide into him, he placed his two forepaws on the wall in front of him as a brace while water cascaded down the both of them. Slowly, Kale began pulling backwards, back and forth, slowly building up into steady thrusting pattern. His thrusts were forceful, yet gentle, enough to elicit a small peep from Drake with each thrust.

Almost as soon as it had started, the already tight passage tightened around the aching horse meat as Drake squealed and blushed deep. Drake thrust forwards and in a sharp backward jolt, hilted himself on the horse cock as his early orgasm consumed him. The canals of his anus tightened and throbbed in time with his jumping cock. Spewing forth from his uncircumcised six inch, rope after rope, was copious amounts of his semen.

"That was fast..." Kale grunted as he resumed throbbing into the tightening hole. His hips never drifted far from the soft ass of the fox boy, his thrusts short and powerful. The sound of his balls slapping against the draining fox ones resonated through the tiled shower as the thrusts sped up. Kale's hot breath burned down the totally submitted fox's neck as the lust stirring in the equine's balls was pumped into the tight fox butt.

As the powerful thrusts slowed down and sped up erratically, Kale kissed the shy fox's neck deeply and passionately, breaking only to lick a line up the thin neck. "Squeal for me..." The horny equine whispered in his mate's ear. A particularly deep thrust encouraged a squeak from the submissive boy. "Louder..." Kale whispered, his tone almost demanding, but this just turned him on that much more.

"Ah!" Drake squealed, much louder than anything else, and it was followed by a lusty growl into his ears. Drake's erection strained, standing as hard, if not harder, than before. Drake squealed again as his rectum was emptied, leaving him with an empty, feeling, one he needed refilled.

With one movement Kale rotated Drake so that they faced each other, Kale's large, wet horse cock holding hard at with drops of pre dripping down from his flared tip at all moments. Kale moved forward, almost standing over Drake, pinning him against the wall, staring lustfully into his eyes. He lunged forward and connected their muzzles together. While interlocked they explored each other's mouths with eager and cautious tongues.

Slowly, Kale lifted his partner off the ground; his cock came to find the hole where it belonged. Before penetrating, he raised both of the now-shameless fox's legs over his shoulders and separated from his lips. "You ready?"

"As I'll ever be, you sexy thing." Drake said, licking his lips. The raunchiness of the comment surprised and aroused the horse that stood over him, who proceeded to force himself into the already pre-stretched hole.

The thrusts quickly built into fast-paced, strong thrusts. With each of the thrusts, it sent Drake's penis flailing about, flicking drops of pre all over his stomach fur and his horse mate. The young fox boy could feel every ridge and vein on the thick intruder as it repeatedly plunged into his depths. The air was soon filled with sounds of heavy testicles slapping against a violated ass and the pleasured grunts and breaths of the two horny furs.

Joining those sounds was the wet slipping of the thick, textured horse cock sliding easily in and out of the used asshole.

With a sudden surge of enthusiasm and power, Kale thrust with all of his might, as deep as the obsequious anal cavity would let him and huffed strongly. His large equine testicles retracted to the body and began to feed the horse's delicious seed through. Powerful throbs resonated through the much smaller body of the fox boy as the horse climaxed.

In time with his throbs, Kale jolted his hips inward. With a meek squeal of pleasure, Drake followed suit and his shorter fox cock jolted to an upright position, and fell back to his stomach, firing erratic jets of his semen into the air, catching Kale's face as well as it landing on his own face.

With a wet and audible 'pop', Kale pulled his spent cock from the full fox anus, which immediately began leaking cum. "That was amazing... You're so big." Drake gasped, still panting deeply after the physical exertion, Kale simply smiled, reveling in the afterglow.

"Come on Drake, I'll drive you home."

"Heh, okay."