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It was January, and a coach full of students had been taken down south for the day. The group went down south to look at an ancient British site, Flag Fen. The teacher's opinion? An interesting day for class. The students? A bunch of old damp wood.

Alex, a teen fox with no human hair, just the fur all over his body, was among the group. He wore a small blue hoodie, with a yellow T-shirt with a comic book 'POW!' on the front of it underneath, a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, and a pair of red high top trainers. He was walking up to the coach in front of the college with his friend Tarzimon, a light brown horse boy with a purple main and tail, both of which had been dyed.

"So, looking forward to this?" Alex said sarcastically, hoisting his red backpack up on his left arm, dealing with the addition of clothing and overnight supplies.

"Yeah" Tarzimon replied with a small giggle. "I mean come on, its not just any wood, its ancient wood!"

"Hello everyone" announced Mr. Graham, one of the chaperone teachers, the only one of which was a human. "You lot here, right? You'll be getting on this bus with me!"

"Wow, that'll be fun" Tarzimon said, rolling his eyes.

"Come on, he's one of the funny guys" Alex replied, brushing his tail passed him. For the first few minutes after that they listened to Mr. Graham reading out the names of who is paired with whom. It went by like this for a while, until Mr. Graham uttered the following word.

"Alex Brians, you'll be paired with Trent Cameron."

Alex's eyes widened at the announcement, his tail frozen in the air. His ears had jerked up into an upright position as a shiver went up his spine.

Just then, he looked over and saw Trent on the other end of the group with one of his friends.

Alex had a thing for Trent; he sat in most classes not taking notes, daydreaming of Trent. He had a coat of chestnut brown fur, a long, luxurious mane of dark brown hair, covering his tall, toned body. All Alex could think about was Trent in absolutely nothing, his muscular body stood over him. He'd look into Trent's light blue eyes, allow himself to be consumed by his muscly arms, being taken by the stallion.

"Lucky break there, huh?" Tarzimon said, nudging Alex out of a half-trance, half-frozen-in-fear state.

"What are you taling about?!" Alex said, turning to his friend in poorly hidden panic.

"Well he's hot, for one, and you have him the whole trip, for two."

"He's way out of my league, we don't talk, and you don't even know he's gay!"

"Does it matter?!" Tarzimon joke. "It seems fairly apt to say right now - don't look a gift horse in the mouth."

"Hey" A deep, gravily voice said from behind Alex. He turned around to see Trent standing tall behind him, waiting to get on the bus.

Only three things ran through Alex's mind before he could speak - did he hear the conversation? What the fuck am I gonna do? What is his musk?

"Uuummm, hi" Alex says, looking down and rubbing the back of his neck.

The group all gathered onto the bus, and the trip was filled with awkward silence for Alex. When a conversation sparked up between him and Trent, it quickly fizzled out.

. . . .

After the long bus ride, the mind-numbingly boring trip through the site, and the quick trip into the local town for a takeaway, Alex and Trent had gone back to the motel. Luckily throughout the day, the two of them had sparked up some actual conversation, getting to know a little bit about each other - favourite shows, favourite music, and what kind of books they liked (which was few, since Trent wasn't much of a reader).

They got back to their motel room, and what they saw was not an ideal site. It was a small room with grey walls, a large window to the motel front, and a bunk bed.

"Wow" Trent uttered, the look on his turning to shock.

"This is really all they could afford?" Alex replied, both amused and bemused.

Trent went over to the desk positioned underneath the window to pick up the remote and put on the television to no avail. "Well, there's goes our only entertainment" Trent said, putting the remote back on the desk.

"I guess its straight to bed then?" said Alex, shrugging off the frustration.

"Well, in one way" Trent replied, his voice hinting towards certain other activities.

"What do you mean?" Alex asked, a little confused and nervous.

"Looks, I've noticed you staring at me in class" Trent said the fox, which made him frustrated and surprised. "And I did hear you talking to that horse with the purple hair."

"Oh, crap" was all Alex could get out, his back up against the wall. "I was a-afraid of that" Alex stuttered, his nerves pushed to ultimate intensity.

"You'd think I'd find that creepy, wouldn't ya?" Trent continued, reaching for the lock on the door.

"Y-yeah, I g-guess" Alex, swallowing his nerves.

"Well, I think we can make up for that" Trent said, a fiendish grin forming across his face. Before Alex could react, Trent had forced his mouth onto Alex's in a hard kiss.

Alex melted into the kiss, his arms falling from their defence on the wall and down to his sides, rising to glide up Trent's big arms.

Trent pulled out from the kiss, pulling his shirt over his head and revealing his toned, muscular form, just as Alex had imagined it and more. He sat down on the bottom bunk of their room, undoing the button of his trousers.

"Well what are you waiting for?" Trent asked, sat leaning on his arms on the bed. "I can't do all the work!"

Like a shy pup, Alex jumped into focus and approached the dark stallion laid out before him, waiting for the first move. Alex fell to his knees between the horse's legs, his face level to Trent's crotch. He reached for the zipper, pulling it down to reveal a light coating of dark pubic hair (trimmed, just the way Alex liked it).

"Well?" Trent said, using his eyes to guide Alex towards the bulge in his trousers.

Alex looked to his left and noticed a large bump in Trent's trouser leg. He rubbed his hand along the bulge, which caused Trent to whinny in pleasure. He pulled Trent's trousers down passed his knees, which sent his cock up into the air, standing before him erect.

Alex grabbed hold of the large dark meat in one paw, fondling the large descending orbs beneath with the other. He starts to move his paw up and down slowly, getting rhythmic breaths and grunts from Trent in return. He began lick the stallion's balls, shifting focus to move his tongue up the shaft of Trent's member towards his tip, focusing his mouth's attention to the tip.

He opens his mouth around the end of Trent's cock, slowly beginning to take the stallion's length into his muzzle. He motioned his head up and down, struggling to fit the whole thing into his mouth.

"That's it, that's how its done" Trent says in-between breaths, grabbing hold of the back of Alex's head and pushing him down faster, thrusting his length into the fox's muzzle.

He pulls the fox away from his length, the end coated in saliva, dripping with pre-cum down his shaft. Alex was becoming excited by how forceful his stallion classmate was getting.

"Now I want you to turn around and get on all fours for me" Trent said, letting go of Alex's head. Alex immediately pulled off his shirt and trousers, turning around to face away from Trent, prepared to be taken by the stallion.

Trent had climbed off the bed, grabbed a hold of the foxes tail, revealing his tailhole. He stuck two fingers into his mouth, sucking on them and slathering for lubrication, forcing one into the foxes hole.

"You have to relax" the stallion told the fox, moving his fingers in and out of the fox's hole, the fox moaning in pleasure as the sensation ran up his spine.

The stallion pulled his fingers away from the fox's hole, positioning to enter the fox.

"You ready, mate?" The stallion asked, pressing his cock into Alex's entrance.

"Yes" the fox said, shuddering still from his hole being probed by the stallion's fingers.

In a slow movement, Trent began to insert his member into the fox, inch by inch grinding in the hole, barely able to go in all the way to his hips. The stallion began moving slowly in and out of the fox, getting gradually faster and faster. The fox attempted to get into the same rhythm as the stallion, moving back into the stallions thrust. By this point, Trent was slamming into the fox's hole, his hips thrusting into the fox's rear, his member filling the fox almost to his stomach.

Just as Alex thought the stallion was going to finish inside of him, Trent pulled his cock out of him.

"Get on your back" Trent demanded through panting.

So, like the small fox he is, Alex flipped himself onto his back, panting heavily from what had just happened.

Trent positioned himself yet again at the fox's entrance, spreading the fox's legs to accommodate him. With more easy this time, he pushed every inch into the fox again, thrusting into the fox almost as fast as before. He looked down to the fox, their eyes meeting as Trent slowed down.

"Grab my shoulders" he said to Alex, who was more than willing.

Trent then put his hands underneath Alex, hoisting him into the air as he knelt down on his knees, continuing with the thrusting as before. Trent and Alex were approaching the point of climax quickly, as Trent increased his speed, thrusting himself fully into the fox.

"I think I'm gonna cum" Trent said through breathing, bucking faster and panting in rhythm.

As Trent thrusts faster, Alex pushes his head into the stallion's chest, grasping hold of his own throbbing member, tugging himself towards a pressured ending.

As Trent pushed himself deep into Alex, coating his entrance in his seed, Alex take a deep inhale, taking in all the scent of sweat and both his and Trent's natural musk, leading him to shoot his own seed on both his own and Trent's chests and stomachs.

The two boys collapsed onto the floor, Alex locked in Trent's embrace. Trent pulled his length out of Alex, allowing him re-position himself to spoon with Trent, both panting from the activity, regaining their energy on the floor.

"That was amazing" Alex said, still panting in Trent's arms.

"You better realise that this was a one time thing" Trent replied, panting and giving out a small chuckle.

"Oh, right, okay" Alex replied. "So, why'd you want me?"

"I have a thing for small foxes" Trent said. "The pairing was pure luck."

"Guess its like my friend said earlier - don't look a gift horse in the mouth."

"yeah" Trent said, stroking the side of Alex's body. "It'll get you in the gift horses pants."