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"Well, you know what they say," I said. "A mouth's a mouth!"

For a moment, I thought I hadn't sounded insincere enough, like I was just joking around, because he gave me this look like I'd just told him I'd eaten a sautéed dictionary for breakfast. It was fascinating to see in person the veil of understanding slowly lift away from his face. His eyebrows went up high and his tail wagged once, twice, then a flurry.

"Oh, wow," he said. "I never thought of it like that. Hey! This means you can blow me!"

I cringed. Traffic around us had stopped as curious students stared. I laughed awkwardly and shoved his shoulder so that people thought we were just kidding around. I mean, I'm not in the closet or nothing, but I still have a sense of propriety, and the middle of the hallway was not the place to discuss blowjobs at loud volume. The jock, for his part, appeared oblivious to the attention, but then, he's used to it. He moved over to the room we'd just left and motioned me with him. The teacher had already left and nobody remained inside. The jock closed the door behind us and locked it, then pulled down the vinyl shades to obscure the view inside.

I realized what he was intending and managed to choke out a startled "Hey!" He already had his hands on his belt and was busily trying to undo it when he stopped and looked up at me.

"What's wrong?" he asked. "Thought you wanted to blow me?"

Well, of course I wanted to blow him. But that wasn't the point. The problem was that he was expecting a blowjob. I closed my eyes, composing my reply in my head, when I heard the slow ziiiiiiiiiiip of his pants opening. I opened my eyes.

"Listen, I'm not-"

I stopped, mid-sentence, and stared in amazement as inch after inch of jet-black doggycock spilled out of his jeans, flopping over and obscuring the zipper. It was thick as my wrist and only semi-hard. The tip bobbed in mid-air as the length jerked upwards, gradually filling out. He didn't take much time to get ready, I guessed, as I watched the enormous member fill out, rise to its majestic heights, until the huge crown brushed into the fur on his upper belly, just below his pecs.

"Do you mind if I take my shirt off for this?" he asked. Without waiting for a reply from me, he stripped his shirt over his shoulders, revealing a gorgeous set of abs and meaty pecs. "Thanks. I don't wanna get any goo on it."

I still didn't respond. Who could with a monster like that staring at them? I licked my lips and felt my erection in my shorts. Holy shit, what a cock. I had to have it in my muzzle. There was no stopping the surge of carnal emotion as the fat shaft gently throbbed. I sniffed the air and shivered at the scent of his musk.

"We only got an hour till the next class comes in," he said, reaching down to squeeze the base of his cock. He pointed it at me and grinned. "C'mon! Muzzle's a muzzle, right?"

I dropped to my knees in front of him and pressed my palms against his thighs. I could feel the powerful muscles under his jeans and stared at the tip of his flexing shaft. I was almost drooling. Holy shit. His cock was so huge! My paws trembled as I leaned forward, nose twitching all the while. His paw guided his cock to my lips as I kissed the tip. The taste was exquisitely male - fresh, but musky and salty. I licked my way around his tip and moved my paws to replace his. He lifted them out of the way as I grasped his enormity. I could barely fit both paws around the base. I opened my muzzle as wide as I could and slurped his tip, managing to just barely fit the crown into my bulging cheeks. My paws groped at his base, at the sheath, at the growing bulge I knew to be his knot.

His body shifted as he spread his legs and moaned appreciatively. My ears burned. I couldn't believe I was doing this, to this guy, in this classroom. I closed my eyes, ears back, lips spread, wrapped around the single biggest cock I'd ever seen in my life. His paws descended on top of my head and rested there lightly as I bobbed my muzzle, trying to work the too-big cock deeper. It was a foolhardy mission considering his sheer size, but he seemed to appreciate it nonetheless.

"Damn... haven't fit in a muzzle in years," he muttered. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. His head was back, tongue out, big chest rising and falling rapidly. His claws squeezed in behind my ears as his cock ground between my lips. "Heh... guess foxes really have earned their reputation?" he asked. "Last vixen I dated was good with her muzzle, too."

I blushed at that as my paws worked over his cock, pulling back his sheath on each downward stroke, massaging his growing knot. I popped my muzzle off his tip with a grunt and licked at the underside, slathering the bulging urethra with saliva. His scent filled my nostrils as a few generous blobs of clear pre-cum bubbled out of his length. I lapped them up eagerly, unable to help myself. His taste was potent and my cock throbbed in my shorts, tenting badly. I still couldn't believe his size. His sheer, god-damned hugeness.

I pressed my face into the underside and let it pulse against my face for a few moments. It covered half my face easily and I groaned with unadulterated lust. The grown was cut short when I opened my muzzle and dove back down around the tip. He moaned again and shuddered, hips pumping just a bit.

"Fuuuuck... that's good," he gasped. "Been so horny I ain't gonna last all that long, so you know... you want me to warn you?"

I blushed again. He was so matter-of-fact about it, it was kind of disarming. I mean, I'd always taken sex so seriously, but here he was, a straight guy, treating me as nothing more than a warm muzzle, and I... I didn't mind. It wasn't so bad. It was a one-night stand, a throwaway experience where we were both in it solely for the pleasure of the moment, not any lasting relationship. I relaxed further and inhaled deeply through my nose before pushing my face down further. His paws tightened around the back of my head, squeezing my ears, when I tickled his bare knot with my claws and swallowed around his immense tip.

"Oh, shit... fuck, you're good... oooh... oh, here... here it comes!"

I debated in the space of a few seconds the pros and cons of pulling off. A cock his big was no doubt productive. I couldn't see much of his balls before, but a quick check of my paws found a pair of cantaloupes hanging in his jeans. They easily overfilled my paws. So that was a consideration - I have a thing for cum and this could potentially be a wet dream come true. On the other paw, if he was half as productive as I could imagine, I was going to end up smelling like cum and my shirt was going to get soaked. I only had one more class, which I could skip... so fuck it. I pushed forward harder and he, surprised by my forward motion, clutched at the back of my head and groaned long and deep as he shoved his hips forward. I closed my eyes as the first splatter of warm cum filled the back of my throat.

I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed and swallowed. It took every trick I knew, every bit of strength, every mental command I could summon not to gag under the onslaught. My belly filled quickly as I swallowed, guzzling the hot, thick load as quickly as I could. I felt cum trickling out of the corners of my muzzle, out of my nostrils, as he kept pushing in, grinding his cock into the back of my throat. Pulse after pulse flooded my mouth as I struggled to keep up with the onslaught.

My chest burned and my eyes watered as I pushed myself away with a wracking cough. Several cups of hot doggy-seed erupted from my throat as I fell onto all fours, hacking and gagging on the huge load. I moaned as I felt splashes of warmth all along my backside, from my head to my hips. His moans filled my ears as I tried to swallow, tried to control my throat. I leaned back onto my knees just as his cock shot another jet of seed. It caught me square on the muzzle and I almost came from the sensation of the gooey, warm liquid seeping into my fur, dripping off my chin, coating my lips and tongue.

I opened my mouth and watched as he used his paws to jerk his huge shaft off onto my tongue. His knot was fully expanded and I reached up, grasping it in both paws. Using my palms, I massaged and squeezed it rhythmically, loving how thick and full the jets of cum got each time I squeezed it. He moaned and groaned, grunted and growled, as his paws worked his slick shaft, until only a faint drizzle of seed plopped onto my waiting tongue. He smiled and let his cock flop forward. Fully recovered, I took a deep breath and worked my muzzle around the now spongey, half-hard length, enjoying the taste of his seed and skin and musk. He gasped and moaned as I sucked him clean.

"Damn... you're even better than that vixen," he said. "Sorry about getting some on your shirt, by the way. Here, I have an extra towel in my bag. Just get it back to me whenever."

He pulled his hips back, withdrawing that gloriously enormous member from my clutching lips. I stared after it as he leaned down and opened his backpack. He tossed the towel at me but I ignored it as he stood back up.

"Hells yeah! I feel great!" he said, grinning at me. "You were right! One muzzle really is like another."

A thought struck him and he clapped his hands together.

"I know! We'll meet right here after every class. I could really use a blowjob after all the reading we do in here."

My eyes got wide. Every class? I was going to suck this monster off three times a week? My balls ached just thinking about it.

"You're in my biology class, too, aren't you?" the jock said, continuing on. "That's on Tuesdays and Thursdays, so you can blow me after those too! All right, this is going to be great. I'm not gonna be so horny all the time!"

He grinned down at my stupefied face and flashed me a thumbs up.

"Awesome! Thanks, dude. Hey, sorry again about your shirt. I'll see you tomorrow after biology!"

As he spoke, he stuffed his huge, half-hard member back into his jeans and zipped up carefully around the bulge. He patted his length and then ruffled the fur on top of my head, between my ears.

"See you later, buddy."

He unlocked the door and cracked it open before stepping out. He was almost all the way through and when he stopped and stared at me, as though struck by a thunderbolt.

"Oh, dude. I just had this crazy thought. It's just like what you were talking about earlier with the mouths." His eyes got wide and he stared right into me as he spoke, a repeat of his previous revelation. "If one muzzle's as good as another... wouldn't one ass be as good as another? I mean, chicks do anal, right?"

The unspoken question hung in the air. My tail hole clenched hard enough to make diamonds when I thought about him on top of me, working his wrist-thick, arm-length cock under my tail. And that knot... my God...

"I suppose," I heard myself say in a casual kind of voice. "I wouldn't really know."

"Ha! I guess not! You're a... whaddya call it? A catcher? Cool. Well, hey, let's try that sometime too!"

He grinned at me again before disappearing and shutting the door behind him, leaving me kneeling on the floor in a puddle of cum. As soon as the latch clicked shut, I wrenched open the fly of my shorts and pulled them down. I'd barely got a paw around my dick before I was shooting the biggest load I've ever managed across the floor, adding a meager amount to the mess he'd left behind.

It was going to be a great semester.