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On a cold October day, mid-morning, a classroom full of students is bored to tears, listening to a lecture on Sociological theory. Whilst a minority of the class paid half-attention to the lecturer warbling on about theory, the rest of them sat in an endless daze of half-sleep and tedium.

Of the few who managed to stay awake, two remained conscious for different reasons. The first was Sam, a grey Wolf boy, who spent most of the class doodling on the borders of his notebook - mostly drawings of potential tattoo ideas (which would be difficult, since tattoo ink isn't guaranteed to soak into the new patch of fur).

The second student, sat next to Sam, was Alex, a Fox with some biology on his mind. He had tried to take notes during class, but there was always a guy on his mind - and he just so happened to be in the front of the class, boring everyone to tears.

Peter Rigburn, lecturer extraordinaire, professional sleep-inducer, and total hottie.

Alex looked at the Raccoon man standing at the front of the class, words slipping through his lips unnoticed, clicker in his left hand to bring forth more of the slideshow (the only thing keeping Alex from failing the class). He wore a simple light-grey suit, with a white button down shirt and a grey-and-orange tie. All Alex could think about was what was under the suit - he could tell that Peter was younger than most of the lecturers in his University, and he was one of the few who really took care of his appearance. He couldn't have been older than 30.

Alex could visualise Mr. Rigburn shedding that grey blazer and undoing his tie, his bushy tail swinging from side-to-side all the while. All he wanted was for the Raccoon to peel of his button down shirt to reveal his muscular upper body, undo his belt and remove the grey trousers, the only thing separating Alex from price he seeked being a thin layer of pure white underwear - and how reluctantly he'd remove that layer.

"Mate, wake up" Alex heard from his left side, the voice coming from Sam. "You can stop mentally undressing Pete now!"

"I'm not" Alex protested, trying hard to hide the embarrassment painted over his face. "I was just thinking about the lecture - really interesting."

"Yeah, that explains the empty notepad..." Sam replied, going on to point on the left side of his face. "And the drool coming down your face! Ha."

Alex grabbed onto the end of his blue hood sleeve to wipe away the stray dribble, the embarrassment on his face growing more and more obvious.

The lecture went on for another quarter of an hour, the slides going by in a slow blur, every fact and detail going into a blur. The only thing keeping Alex alive was the silky smooth voice of Peter Rigburn.

"Alright guys, enough is enough, that's the end of the show" Peter projected, raising his voice to wake up the sleeping students in the back of the room. "You can find the slides and the reading for this week's seminar on blackboard - make sure you read it! Your all free to go!" Just as Alex was about to make it out of the room, Peter called over to him "Wait, Brians! I need to see you today in my office - straight after your next class! Room R1/20!"

Alex gave a nod of recognition toward's mr. Rigburn's announcement, not looking at him as to avoid the mixture of lust, embarrassment and sudden fear as to why he wanted to see him.

When they both made it out into the courtyard, Alex couldn't ignore Sam's constant taunts.

"Looks like you've finally got some alone time with your new fuck-buddy!" the grey wolf said, a grin on his face, tail wagging in contempt.

"Shut up, mate" he replied, pushing Sam aside playfully. "Besides, I'm sure he's got something important to tell me if its private."

"Yeah, like he wants a piece that tail!"

"Get your mind out of the gutter!" the suddenly shy fox laughed out. "I think there's a policy about student-teacher flings!"

"Yeah, and there's a thing about shop-lifting" the grey wolf replied, "but that didn't stop me nicking things from the shop last week!"

"Totally different! You're a born thief!"

"Yeah, keep deluding yourself" Sam retorted. "I'm still gonna tell Ryan and Tarzimon about this! Make sure Tarzy get's some ice out for your tushy!" he said, squeezing his friend's left butt cheek.

"Yeah, yeah, okay" the fox said, pulling the wolf away from his butt. "I've got a lecture to get to! Later".

With that, the fox and wolf both went there separate ways, Alex only thinking of three things - where he'd rather be than a lecture, what Rigburn wants with him, and what he wants with Rigburn.

. . . .

After another mind-numbing lecture, Alex was mentally preparing himself for why Rigburn wanted to talk to him. He made his way from the modern-style building that played host to his lecture to the Victorian-style building a couple of metres across the campus. He made his way through the automatic glass doors and up the stairs to the first floor.

He made a left from the staircase and slowly walked up the corridor, counting the doors as the passed - R1/01, R1/02, R1/03 - hoping what he was in for wasn't too big.

It wasn't long until he made it to the door of R1/18 - Peter Rigburn's office.

Alex swallowed his pride, shook of the nerves and went to knock at the door 3 times.

"Come in, door's open" the Raccoon man said from inside the office, Alex's legs turning to jelly at the sound of his voice. He opened the door and made his way to the seat in front of Rigburn's desk.

"Ah, Alex Brians!" he said, turning around in his spinning seat. "Glad you remembered the appointment! I don't get a lot of visitor's this time of the day, so we'll have plenty of time to discuss some issues."

"Yeah, about that" Alex started, his ears flattening down in embarrassment. "Why did you call me up here, Mr. Rigburn?"

"Please! You're a uni student - call me Peter!" the professor said, standing up from his seat, walking around to the door. "Anyway, what I've brought you here for is to discuss your attention issues in class" he continued, locking the door to his office as he said it.

"W-what do you mean, exactly?" Alex asked, his tail twitching nervously.

"Well, it seems that you drift off in your own daydreams in class" he said, pulling off his blazer and sitting back at his desk. "And you obviously haven't read some of the material for class - that's usually a sign of something on your mind."

"I don't know what you're talking about" Alex replied, rubbing the back of his neck, his tail twitching back forth, ears flicking up in nervous excitement.

"Are you sure there's nothing I can do for you, Mr. Brians?" Peter said, reaching out for his arm. "Anything at all?" he continued, moving a hand down the foxes front towards his legs.

"Sir, w-w-what are you doing?" Alex asked, shivers running down his body.

"Look, I know you daydream in class" the professor replied, moving his hand dangerously close to the growing bulge in the foxes trousers, "and sex is a great way to clear the mind - and I haven't had a good fuck in a while!"

"Well" Alex replied nervously, getting hot-and-bothered from the attention he was getting from Peter Rigburn. "It's not like I haven't thought about - that!"

"Well what are you waiting for? Get those clothes off!" the raccoon said, standing up and undoing the buttons of his shirt.

Alex couldn't believe what was happening - whilst he pulled off his T-shirt and undid his trousers, Peter Rigburn, the Raccoon he'd mentally undressed in class, was stripping off in front of him, in the flesh, ready from sex.

The Raccoon left his unbuttoned shirt on, grabbing the Fox by his neck and dragging him to his crotch, taking a seat in his chair. "Look, I'm not just gonna give you a lay like that - I'm not that easy. You're gonna have to work and beg!"

The way Peter handled Alex's neck, the way he grunted out the orders, it all got Alex more excited. He couldn't hide the boner forming in his boxer shorts, his ears perking up at their stiffest, his tail wagging furiously.

"Well?" The raccoon demanded, pushing the fox's muzzle into his crotch, "don't you want it?"

Although Alex struggled against his professor's grip over him, the strong musk from his crotch forced its way into his nose. The fox loved the strong scent coming from the Raccoon's genitals, his mouth watering from the large cock.

"Please, sir" Alex choked out, managing to get his muzzle from under the Raccoon's balls, "can I have your cock?"

"All you need is to remove the pants" the raccoon replied, a deviant grin forming over his face.

Alex struggled with the belt of his trousers, but Alex eventually made his way to the buttons of Peter's trousers, pulling down the zipper, which contained his professor's meat. He pulled the trousers down around the raccoon's ankles, then the underwear quickly followed, revealing a large, thick, musky cock and a large, fuzzy pair of testicles. Alex gripped around the base of the meat, and started slowly pumping up and down, bringing his focus onto the Raccoon's balls, taking one into his mouth and sucking hard. He pulled away from the testicles, moved his focus up a little to the north, and started licking up Peter's shaft, going on to wrap his lips around the professor's dick.

"That's it, that's the stuff" Peter puffed out, his tail wagging back and forth, his hands going for the back of the fox's head, moving up-and-down the cock, Peter forcing his length deeper into Alex's throat. Peter stood up from his seat, keeping a good grip on the fox's head between his legs, and began to buck his hips, the fox opening his muzzle to allow air. He gagged a few times as his professor rammed his meat into his fox throat, pre-cum dribbling out and coating the fox's tongue. Peter pulled his cock out from the fox's mouth, allowing him to take a few huffs of breath.

"Okay, now get up and lean on the desk" Peter said to Alex, stepping back to allow Alex to stand up.

He placed his on the raccoon's desk, his tail swinging from side-to side. Alex looked back at the raccoon standing nearby and asked "what are you gonna do now?"

"Lift your tail and find out" the raccoon retorted, standing by in nothing but an open shirt.

Alex lifted his tail to reveal his rump, which was covered-up by his green boxer shorts, made tight by the erection poking out of the top, struggling against the waistband of the underwear.

"Nice little tush you've got there," Peter said, promptly slapping the fox hard on the right cheek. "I think I'm gonna like you."

The raccoon gave the fox another slap on the ass, Alex moaning in a painful pleasure. Peter got down on his knees, promptly grabbing the waistband of his underwear, pulling it down to reveal the fox's tight hole. He grabbed both cheeks in his hands, parting a little to reveal the entrance of Alex's ass, allowing him to stick his tongue into the parting. Coupled with a caressing of the fox's genitals, the raccoon successfully elicited a moan of "fuck" from the fox's mouth.

The raccoon continued to rub the fox's rock hard penis, slowly caressing the fox's shaft, twisting his hand around the fox's meat. All the while, the professor continued to taste the fox's hole, pulling away to stick his fingers into the fox's hole.

"You like that, don't you?" Peter asked deviously, pushing his index and middle finger into the fox's ass, causing the fox to moan louder, coupled with breaths in rhythm with the raccoon's hand motions over his cock.

"Please" Alex said, laboured breathing following.

"Please what?" Peter asked, forcing his fingers in deeper and harder for effect.

"Please, fuck me!" Alex said loudly, hunching over the professor's desk.

The raccoon followed the fox's request, removing his fingers from the fox's hole, releasing his dick from his grip. He stood up behind the fox, adjusting himself so that his length pressed against the fox's hole. He slowly pushed his cock into the fox, pulling out the tip a little bit, then forcing the rest of his penis into the fox, followed by a deep grunt from the raccoon and a pleasured moan from the fox.

Peter began to work a rhythm with his hips, bucking into Alex's rump, his heaps coming to meet with the fox's rump, slapping into him, in rhythm with the pair's laboured breaths. Peter kept pumping faster and faster into the fox's tight hole, bucking harder and harder, pushing himself into Alex deeper, forcing him onto his desk on his knees. Peter placed his right leg onto his desk, allowing him to push deeper into the fox's ass, getting louder, more desperate moans from Alex.

"Fuck" Peter said, becoming faster and faster as he said it. "I'm gonna cum". The raccoon pulled his dick out of the fox's hole causing the fox to gasp in relief, proceeding to grab hold of his own length and finish himself off, building up to a big climax, coating the fox's rump and lower back in his juice.

"What about me?" Alex asked the Raccoon, panting from the previous action.

"Take a seat" the raccoon replied. As quickly as he could, the fox sat down in the professor's seat, slouching and opening his legs.

Peter quickly got down on his knees, licked his lips, abruptly grasping the fox's cock and placing his muzzle over it. He then began bobbing his mead up and down the fox's cock, his paw grasping tight around the shaft, following in close proximity to his mouth. The fox laid back into the seat and began breathing hard.

He lurched forward as the pressure built, grabbing the back of the Raccoon's head, bucking his hips into the raccoon's muzzle. He kept building up the pattern, thrusting faster and harder until he completely froze, his body seizing as he climaxed, shooting his cum into the raccoon's muzzle.

Peter pulled away from the fox's dick, swallowing down the fox's load and gasping. Well, I hope that did some good for you.

Alex slouched down into the seat, taking a few deep breaths, replying, "like you wouldn't believe".

"Good" Peter Rigburn replied, standing up to put his underwear and trousers back on. With a satisfied wag of his tail, he told Alex "when you're ready, get dressed and get back to your dorm".

. . . .

Alex eventually made his way out of Peter's office, arranging to meet Sam outside of the building.

"So, what he have to say?" the grey wolf asked, mischievous grin on his face.

"Oh you know, concentration, study, et cetera" Alex replied, hoping he was convincing enough.

"Look, I know you fucked!"

"What gave it away?"

"The body language, the time, the scent in the air."

"So, what Tarzimon have to say?" Alex asked jokingly.

"Well, your not the only guy he' fucked on campus" Sam replied.

Alex froze in complete shock. "What does that mean?" He asked.

"Well, Tarzy met him one night in a club" he said, laughing. "And the two of them did it in the bathroom".

"Great to know" Alex replied.

"That's not all" Sam continued. "He's got a thing for horses, cos he's also bedded Trent, and he's made his way around the track team".

"That one's gotta be a rumour" Alex retorted.

"I guess" Sam replied. "But still, you, Trent and Mr. Rigburn have fucked - maybe you should've had a threeway!"

Now three things remained on Alex's mind.

He needed a shower to get rid of the sex musk. He can't believe Tarzimon shagged Rigburn. And he was considering the threeway.