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Grant sprawled out on his back with his book propped up on his belly so that he could easily read over it and his legs thrown over the arm of the couch. He tried to read the words that were scratched out. He tried to concentrate on what they said, but the more he looked over them, the more it seemed to blur as his mind went off on other pathways. The most important one was how they were going to hide Kierlan until their doctor could find out any information about why he had grown so much. He looked up from over the edge of his book to wear his father was working on a pile of paper work. Artemis was the same white-gold as he was, but a bit paler and he lacked any hint of red patterns on his fur. The older lion was currently frowning at what he was working on and oblivious to his sons regard.

None of their parents had questioned where their brother was too closely. So far, Kierlan had been able to just keep out of sight and claim that he had a project he was working on. For the first time his habits as a recluse when he got into a project was serving a good purpose. Richter had helped along the way by demanding more of Roan's attention the last few days as they practiced in the back yard under Skarlath's eyes. So far, everything was falling into place and they only had a few more days to keep an eye on things to make sure that they didn't end up having to face their parents with their secret.

"GRANT!" Artemis' loud voice snapped out and Grant nearly yelped as he jerked up right and found his sire staring at him.

"Sorry, Dad, I was kinda zoning off there." He gave a half smile and twitched his tail back and forth lightly. "Having a hard study day, I guess."

"I can see that." His father pushed away from his desk and gave him a long look. "What are you going to be doing tonight?"

"Me? I dunno.. Probably studying a little bit and then heading over to Siber's if I get time." He laid the book on his belly.

"Well, why don't you skip the studying? We haven't gone out for a family dinner in an age. Richter's been practicing so hard he could use a break and Roan's going to break a leg trying to keep up with that colt." Artemis' voice was warm with amusement and Grant tried to hide the cold chill that ran through him at the suggestion.

"Uhh sure, Dad. I don't see why not, but Kierlan's been working on something special. He's really trying to get it done for next week." Grant purposefully kept his body relaxed rather then tensing up or revealing anything was wrong.

"Oh don't worry about that. Kierlan needs to get some time out of that room of his. I'm going to go and talk to him after they get done outside and tell him he needs some time out." Artemis gave a flick of his fingers dismissing the worry. "Call Siber, if you want to hang out with him tonight, he can come along with us. Boy is getting as good as family."

Artemis returned to his work on the papers without looking up again. The older lion ignored the panic in his son as Grant pushed up off the bed and glanced around the room. He had to do something or all of this was going to fall apart. He got all the way to the hall before he pulled out his phone and stared at it blankly for a moment. He had one hope and at least he knew that Kierlan could crash there so that he didn't have to be at home and risk their fathers barging in on him and seeing what was going on. He hit the speed dial and sighed as the phone started to ring.

"Siber, I need a favor, love.."

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"I wish we had one of these." Kierlan sighed as he looked around the rustic looking cabin and leaned against the wall. "I seriously can't believe you've never dragged Grant up here."

The large lion glanced shyly over at the black and white husky who stood at the breaker and started to flip on switches with practice ease. Grant and Richter had gotten him out of the house in the nick of time and a well placed call had informed Artemis that he was going to be working late at the school's kiln for some sensitive work. It had taken a bit of arguing, but at least his father had let it slide with a promise that he would make time next week for a family dinner. And Siber had offered up his family cabin so that he could crash here without any worry of finding a place to stay. It was a godsend, even if the place was rather small and dusty.

"I mean, it's really a good place, not too small or too big." He continued on nervously in the silence as the husky moved to one of the breakers and considered the door. He'd never been alone with the husky in his life.

Siber stopped and grinned back at him as he punched a few more of the switches. The sound of the lights hummed to life before the place brightened. "Oh well, it's small trust me. When me and my brothers come up here we're stuck trying to find floor space. At least you won't feel THAT crowded here."

"Yeah, I could see that." He flicked his tail back and forth and shifted awkwardly. "Thanks for taking me in here. I know it's probably a hassle coming out here to keep me hidden."

"Hey, no worries." Siber's long red tongue lolled out in a grin. "After all, it's not like anyone's staying here and I don't mind helping you guys out at all. Heh, not that I see you that often."

"Yeah, I'm not... really the sort to socialize." Kierlan pushed away from the wall and walked around the small living room. He tried to ignore the awkward silence, but it was hard.

It wasn't that he disliked Siber in any way, in fact they got along quite well when the brothers hung out with him, but he'd never been alone with Grant's boyfriend. He'd always just been on the edges of socializing with him when they were all together. He didn't even know Siber's phone number or had a clear idea on where he lived. The tawny lion fidgeted slightly and finally dropped his bag on the small seeming couch and made a show of padding around with a few expressions of pleasure as he took in a few of the paintings on the walls. He didn't recognize the names, but they were well done and made the place look a bit more homey instead of the standard rent cabin he had been in before.

"You really should socialize more, Kier, you can't just hang onto Grant and Richter's coat tails all the way through life." Siber flopped down on a large recliner and flicked his ears back as he spoke. "I don't mean that you're a bother to them, but damn, you gotta make friends of your own. It has to be lonely just keeping to yourself."

"I don't mind it." Kierlan twitched his tail tip and finally turned to settle down on the couch. "It lets me work on art and I don't interrupted as much."

"Some interruption is good! C'mon, you can't tell me all you want to do is work on your artwork and get a studio." The husky leaned forward earnestly as he spoke. "Hell, you know you'd have plenty of friends if you just wanted to try a bit. You're a sweet guy, you know!"

"I'm not... good at making friends." Kierlan licked his lips slightly. "Grant and Richter make it easy, I guess I just don't like to talk much and when I do, it's not like a lot of people want to hear me babbling about my favorite artist or want to go to a museum for the weekend."

"No, that's true." Siber blew out a sigh. "But you're not the only guy into art, you know. I mean, hell, you have an entire class of them to hang out with! Why don't you guys ever get together to do something?"

"You sound like my Dad." The lion managed to get a laugh out. "He's always telling me to get people from school together to do something. And, I dunno, I just don't talk to them much. I think they have their own group and keep to themselves. I know a few of the older guys get together on the weekends and..." A flush rose to his face and chased along the upper edges of his ears before he snapped his jaws shut.

"Oh hell no, you are not stopping there." The husky jabbed a finger at him, "I see you blushing over there about it!"

"Uh-uh, I'm not telling." Kierlan laughed as Siber's face fell and his lower lip pushed out. "Pouting won't help! It's probably the same for the foot ball team."

"I'm a goss- errr collector of school information, I want to know. C'mon! It can't be any worse than the football team. What do the art guys do on the weekends, I wanna know."

"Ugh, okay fine. But I'd better not hear it around school." Kierlan gave him a look and wrinkled his nose. "A while back we were doing life sketches and learning about different forms, you know, because Richter is really built differently then you or how a deer is different from a cat. The older guys got a study group on the weekends to do sketches and I guess it turned into a bit more. So they all take times posing for the rest and the person that's being the model picks the best picture to.. um... pay for it."

"That's the tame version!" Siber's tail started to wag back and forth behind him as he perked up. "Now what do they really do?"

"Err. Well.. it's nude modeling and so payment is.." He felt his cheeks starting to flush hotly along the edges. "What you'd think it would be."

"Oh man, so what, the entire upper class in the Art History section are getting together on the weekends for what? Orgies?" Siber's ears were up and quivering as he spoke.

"I guess, I've never been to one or invited to one." He shrugged a shoulder. "It's not really the sort of thing I think I'd be comfortable with."

Kierlan nearly jerked when one of the husky's hands dropped over his own and gave it a light squeeze. "Hey, I think you should be comfortable with it." Siber's voice made him lift his head up to see the husky's tongue was lolling out in a canine smile. "You'd be surprised how many people like canine's for certain reasons and getting the best of both worlds just means that you're gonna make someone a really lucky guy someday."

Kierlan groaned and nearly jerked his hand free as he leaned back onto the couch and snorted. "Does everyone know? God! I told them in secret and now they're telling-"

"Whoa whoa whoa!! Hold up there!" Siber lifted his hands up in a disarming manner. "Don't be getting mad at them! I just know how to be places to find out information. It's what I do after all." He grinned hugely. "Beside, Richter has a loud voice even when he's trying to be quiet."

"Ugh! This isn't fair at all." Kierlan could feel his face reddened. "You know, sometimes it's nice to actually HAVE a secret instead of everyone knowing it."

The husky grinned a bit larger. "Hey, at least I haven't fixed the problem for you and gone telling folks at school. If I did that you'd get mobbed with potential lovers. Besides, if that's all that stopping you from doing fun things, then you're being a silly ass. It's not like you're the only hybrid that ever had that problem. I mean, seriously, look at some of the guys at school form mixed parents! They always have weird colors or patterns from mixed sides, you at least got it in the good spot."

"Uh-huh." Kierlan sighed and then let out a woof of surprise as Siber gave his side a firm poke. "Hey, what was that for."

"For being melodramatic. So, seriously, is that why you didn't end up going to those modeling sessions or was it just because you weren't invited?" Siber kneeled up on the couch with his tail wagging behind him complacently.

"Uh.. well.." His ears flushed a bit hotter. "I didn't want to go and never get chosen for having the 'best' piece. I mean, a lot of guys draw really well too, but the model just chooses who they want to do stuff with and I'm not really high man on that pole."

"Stop beating yourself up. I bet you are higher up then you think, you just don't give folks a chance." Siber tilted his head to one side. "Tell you what, since you're staying up here at the cabin, I'll make you earn your stay."

"What?" Kierlan lifted his head up as the powerful husky's hand moved to slip under his elbow and gave it a firm tug until he was forced to stand up.

"You heard me. You're gonna earn your stay here. Consider it a part of being able to stay here. Besides..." Siber grinned back at him as the husky pulled him towards one of the side rooms. "Grant would love getting a picture of me done and you've got a great eye."

"You want me to draw you?" Kierlan was feeling particularly slow as he was pulled into the side room and the black husky's tail wagged a bit faster.

"Of course." Siber looked smug as he stepped past the lion and ran into the other room for a moment. When he came back he was dragging Kierlan's bag with him. "Don't even try telling me you don't have some stuff in here."

"Okay, I guess..." Kierlan looked down at his bag. He never went anywhere without at least a few sketch books tossed into the mix and some graphite. "It's been a while since I've tried doing any portraits."

"Nope, life study." The husky's tail was a blur as it wagged behind him and the bright blue eyes were almost dancing. "If I'm getting you to make a picture for Grant, I want it to be something I know he'll love looking at."

The lion's eyes widened a little bit as the husky ducked his upper body and started to wriggle out of his jersey. Kierlan didn't know what to say or even how to react as he saw the broad white and black chest. The white was a narrow strip along the underside of the canine muzzle, but broadened rapidly towards the belly so that it spread out like a cape. There was a hint of pink around the belly button, but mostly it exposed the broad muscles that rippled and shifted as he sat down and unsnapped his jeans. The lion turned his head to one side as he heard the familiar sound of a zipper being pulled down and tried not to blush as hard as he wanted to. His ears flicked back against his head just a touch.

"Ahh is this appropriate?" He stumbled over the words while his cheeks continued to burn brightly.

"Sure it is. It's not like you haven't seen a guy before and besides, I wouldn't worry too much. Grant and I know where we stand perfectly well." Siber's response came out with confidence and Kierlan flicked his eyes up to see him peeling his socks off.

"I suppose that's true." He mumbled and Siber flashed a grin towards him as he stood up completely nude and gave himself a shake. The fur that had been flattened by the clothing puffed up now that it was freed.

"It is, I promise. Besides, if you've never drawn a live nude person then you're missing out on all the fun and that's what high school is supposed to be about. Fun." The husky seemed perfectly at ease as he flopped back onto the bed. "Did you need to put me in a pose or do you just want me to sprawl out however?"

"Ahh.. well.." Kierlan hesitated a bit before stepping forward. "I suppose I can put you in a pose that way I can draw you a bit more easily. I mean, I've only really copied poses from books. I've never really drawn anyone from life."

"Pose away!" Siber's laughter came out easily and Kierlan ducked his head slightly, but stepped forward to the big dog.

To his surprise, Siber allowed him to push, shift and move him around however he needed to be moved. The dog was muscled and there was a bit of pleasure in feeling the thick soft fur against his fingers in contrast to the hardened muscles. He slipped onto the bed and started to draw the husky upwards so that he could mound up some pillows to support the upper body and make sure that it wasn't lost to the shadows. The lower body was a bit trickier. He didn't want to draw it like a porn shot, despite the fact that the dog was completely nude, but he also didn't want it to lack sensuality. He bit his lower lip and moved his hands to one of the powerful calfs and started to pushed it upwards to bend the knee on one side so that the darker fur that curled around the hip offered a contrast to the belly.

When he pushed the leg up, it was hard to miss the fact that the pale shaft was standing out right against the lower belly. The white fur thinned down right towards the tip so that he could see the pink pursed lips of the sheath. It was strangely surreal to see a sheath that was so like his own, despite knowing that what was inside of it lacked what he had. He forced his eyes up as he gave SIber's leg another nudge so it was used as a display background. The black and white worked beautifully together against the bed spread and the pose was just slightly erotic, but not enough so that it would be something he would be considered porn. More like a pose of someone who was just waking up or half asleep.

"I think that'll do." Kierlan sat up a bit and looked up to find Siber watching him closely. The flush that had remained on his face only grew more intense as he realized that he'd been watched. He fought not to squirm.

"Well, almost." Siber tilted his head and the smile remained curled along his muzzle. "I want to give Grant something to look at, well a little more then just my sheath."

"Oh? Uh.. well I can draw that in pretty easily." Kierlan hesitated and Siber took the time to wrap a paw around his wrist lightly.

"You might get the dimensions wrong or the size." Siber's voice was normal sounding, but the look in his eyes was teasing and slightly wicked. Kierlan's ears started to pound in time with his heart beat. Was the husky suggesting what he thought he was?

"Well, you could tell me." He nearly stammered the words, but managed to push through them and the hold on his hand was gentle as Siber drew his paw downwards.

"I could, but that's not as fun." The husky leaned up and the free hand caught the lion against the hip to pull him closer.

Kierlan opened his jaws to say something to bow out, but the words wouldn't come. His tongue felt glued to the roof of his mouth. He swallowed and ducked his head downwards, but didn't fight as his paw was pressed right up against the plump sheath. His finger pads brushed right along the warm velvety fur and the hold on his wrist left. Siber was obviously letting him make the choice on if he wanted to continue or not. Part of him wanted to step away and stammer an apology, but most of him wanted to know what it would feel like to see something made so like himself. Grant lacked the size, Richter lacked the shape, and both lacked the knot.

The lion gave a gentle stroke along the edges of the sheath and felt the flesh and fur bunching up slightly before drawing backwards. The slow rolling movement let him feel the boned shaft that was hidden away beneath pouch. Siber drew in a breath, but didn't remain still and pliant. He moved his paws down and slipped one beneath Kierlan's shirt to stroke lightly over his smooth belly fur. It was such a delicate touch it sent a shiver down the lion's spine, but it didn't distract him as he slowly rolled his fingers downwards and tugged against the sheath. He watched avidly as the first tapered red inch slipped open from between the pouch lips and started to trail up along the belly. There were no barbs, not like his, but the scoop shaped tip and the familiar smooth middle was the same.

Siber's breath tickled against his ear as Kierlan was pulled over the husky and his hand remained caressing over the sheath as inch by inch slipped outwards. His fingers trailed over the swell of the base, but hesitated when he realized that one of the husky's paws had tugged against his loose fitting sweats. He swallowed and let out a soft whimpering sound, but didn't fight the material slipping downwards and starting to glide right over hips to bare his own slightly swollen sheath and the curve of his ass. His fingers remained resting right against the canine shaft and he moved them upwards to catch against the slippery feeling tip as a splatter of precum caught between his digits.

"Here turn around. On your side." Siber wiggled under him a bit and grinned. "Just like this, Kierlan."

The white paws tugged and guided him while the lion tried to stammer out something to say that didn't sound as embarrassed as he felt. The husky seemed perfectly at ease taking control and guided him to lay on his side with his head near the white loins and his own bared lower body near the head of the bed. The black and white arm wrapped over his hips before Kierlan could think and something hot, broad and long licked out in a slow powerful stroke that grazed right over his sheath. It made the tawny lion arch and cry out as the dog licked his way from the round heavy orbs and upwards towards where he knew that his cock tip was slipping free. Kierlan tucked his head down and nearly rubbed his own nose against the swollen canine shaft that was at head height.

His ears flicked back and he shivered as the tongue started another pleasurable stroke that made his body tense and another few inches of his cock slipped free. He lowered his lips and brushed them right over Siber's cock tip before licking out along the tip. The response came in a breathy whimper and the hand that gripped his hip squeezed before the tongue continued. Kierlan closed his eyes and licked again, this time using the full length of his tongue as he caught the glans on his tongue tip and trailed all the way downwards towards the knot. The thought of drawing slipped out of his mind as he felt the warm masculine body pressed against him and something hot and silken wrapping itself around the tip of his barbed cock tip.

He groaned out and licked hotly around Siber's knot as the dog started to swallow his cock tip inch by inch. The tongue pushed upwards to work over his barbs and tease them leaving Kierlan's mind blanking at the pleasure that went rushing through him. Inch by inch his cock hardened until the tip drooled out a splash of precum into the husky's muzzle and he could only respond in kind. He lowered his short tawny muzzle and gently slipped the sensitive glans over his tongue while his hand dropped down to cup the pink furred balls. His fingers curled lightly and squeezed them as he pushed the canine cock over his tongue and deeper into his eager hot muzzle. His body pulsing in time with his heart beat as Siber's muzzle slowly turned and drew backwards before plunging forward again.

The lion kneaded against the white balls and rolled them on the palm of his hand as he slowly pushed his muzzle down until the tapered cock tip pushed into his throat. He swallowed and his tongue rolled upwards to snug the boned shaft against the roof of his mouth as he kissed right above the bulb of the still soft knot. He drew back slowly and his saliva clung in strands along the violet-red girth and he pulled back until the drooling tip coated his tongue before pushing down again. He felt the groans of pleasure from Siber as the husky greedily suckled and squeezed around his cock. The tongue knew how to tease his barbs, but the hand had dropped down to massage and squeeze against his base where the pressure wrapped around his knot and made his hips give an involuntary buck forward.

Kierlan slipped his hand up and wrapped his paw in a similar manner around Siber's base. He knew what that pressure felt like when it clenched and squeezed around that sensitive area. He worked his paw slowly up and down around it, while his muzzle pushed down and a hot jet of precum splattered into his convulsing throat. He used the broad pad of his tongue to cup the girth and pin it against the roof of his mouth as he started to work his head a bit more swiftly. He was aided by the husky's hips that jerked and bucked each time his fingers massaged down around the sensitive bulb at the base. It was nearly as bad for him as he felt Siber clutching hotly around his cock and the smoothness of the tongue rubbing and twisting around him.

The lion pinned his ears back and tried to concentrate on what he was doing and feeling. The hot spire of flesh that plunged into his mouth each time he pushed down to meet his hand, the way the husky's paw tugged and squeezed more firmly around his knot. He arched his back and tried to press into the attention as he worked his fingers around to squeeze just behind the base. The knot started to swell open wider and wider as Siber's hips jerked against him, but Kierlan couldn't think that far. He couldn't think of anything except the hot wet mouth that spread around him time and again and the feel of the throat that wrapped around his cock tip before the tongue made his barbs flare open. His tail lashed behind him as he pushed his muzzle down in swift smooth motions that nearly engulfed the base before pulling back again. His own saliva and Siber's precum coated around his fingers as it was forced out of his muzzle.

The husky suddenly worked his fingers down lower around Kierlan's knot and gave it a pulsating squeeze that made the lion muffle his groan of pleasure. He could feel the fingers being spread as his knot swelled open and started to double in size. His golden furred orbs pulled upwards between his legs as his back arched and he clutched at Siber's hips. The husky's muzzle pulled back, but only enough that he could feel each pulsing squeeze and demanding swallow around him. The lion's toes curls just as his knot reached it's apex and the first splash of cum spilled from his tip in hot wet ropes. It was flung inwards into the maw as he pulled his lips back so only his paw around Siber's knot and his tongue on the tip remained.

He only called out once before Siber's hips jerked forward and the cock plunged back into his muzzle. The movement short and sharp before he tasted thick salty seed flooding his muzzle and flowing down along the back of his tongue. He swallowed and lapped at it, even as his own cock pulsed and twitched within the husky's maw. Every part of his body throbbing in time with his heart as Siber's gentle fingers milked and squeezed around his knot. It made him whimper and return the attention to the husky's swollen base. Their bodies panting and shivering together as they sprawled on the bed. Kierlan couldn't quite remember how, or even why, he had managed to get into this position. And as Siber's muzzle pulled off so the hot silken tongue bathed over his tip, he realized that it was really too hard to care about the why...