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Cardboard Utopia 2

By Yiff Fox ([email protected])

(M/M, M-mast, Oral, Anal)

The fist thing that the street light picked was the eyes; they danced a glowing yellow in the darkness of the night. The click of the wolf's claws was an even beat against the pavement, the tempo betraying an urgency to his quick pace. The circle cast by the street light next picked up the feet, and they flashed silver. The rest of the wolf was clothed in black; black jeans covering his legs, and a black and yellow leather jacket covering his upper body. The sag in the jacket, formed from the wolf's paws in his pockets, helped cover the noticeable bulge at the crotch of the jeans. The last thing the street light revealed was the silver furred head. The set of the face was a complex mix of frustration, anticipation, and satisfaction. The pointed, thick-furred ears were erect and taking in the sounds of the night, and the nostrils had a slight flare to them as the wolf's sensitive nose picked up a myriad of different smells from both the night and some from himself. Several small streaks and patches on the wolf's silver muzzle shone with a slightly different luminescence and possessed a wet appearance to them.

Shawn stopped in the middle of the circle of light. He was just past the campus music building of McMannon University and had stopped to try and determine which way to take home. He chose to go straight, a path that would take him past the campus football fields and the athletic stadium. Gifford Stadium was a constant feature of life at the university, and Shawn found his feet drawing him to it through the darkness.

It was late that night, how late the wolf couldn't exactly say. It had been early evening when he had left the Crescent with Jake. After having given the kitsune a thorough massage and then a few... extra rubbings, he had no idea how much time had passed. To be sure, there had been less people in Stewart Hall when he had made his way out, a fact that he was immensely grateful for; he did not need other furs picking up the smell of kitsune cum. Not that he minded the smell in the least.

The pavement under the old stadium was wet in the night air. As if to highlight that fact, a cool breeze whipped its way under the bleachers and around the wolf's exposed feet and shins, ruffling the fur on his head as it passed. Shawn shivered a little but was otherwise untroubled. The chill wind served to further remind him the heat in his crotch. With his keen eyesight, Shawn wasn't hampered by the relative darkness either, as he made his way along the chain link fence to the little alcove he knew was between two of the buildings.

He had first discovered it during Orientation Week. Lee had wanted to look around the stadium as they had a bit of spare time, and they had wound up poking around under the bleachers. The alcove was the ultimate make-out spot, being completely isolated. Unless someone KNEW you were there, you were virtually guaranteed to see them before they saw you. A small shudder passed through Shawn's lean body, causing his tail to lash about behind him, at the memory of what him and his tiger had done that afternoon to test the theory.

Shawn almost couldn't take it any more and he ducked into the recess. He slammed his back up against the wall, tilting his head so that the coldness of the steal could work its way though the fur on his head, while fumbling with the catch on the front of his jeans.

A moan of relief escaped Shawn's muzzle as his engorged cock was finally released from the crushing confines of his jeans into the cool night air. He worked down the fly till it was as low as it could go then hitched the thumb of his left hand over the waist of his briefs and tugged them down also to grant himself full access. His right was wrapped firmly around his throbbing shaft. The pink flesh had a slickness to it, undoubtedly due to precum from his arousal. The cold air bit harshly into the exposed flesh where his warm furry paw didn't cover, causing his own heat to intensify all the more. Shawn started to move his hand up and down the shaft in a slow rhythm, revelling in the memories of earlier that night. In his mind's eye he could see Jake lying spread-eagle on the bed as his cock was swiftly pumped by Shawn's own silver-furred hand. Damn, that sight had turned him on! There in the darkened alcove, the wolf's grip on his own sex tightened.

Shawn's tongue was hanging over the side of his muzzle and his knees were bent slightly as his hips slowly thrust with the rhythm of his hand. In his mind he was remembering how Jake looked lying on the bed, in pure bliss. One of Shawn's hands held his pants back as the second worked forcefully on his own flesh. The memory of Jake coming, the howling and the spasms, blurred into one of Lee sprawled out on a bed and climaxing, a sight that almost brought Shawn off himself. But, fortunately for him, the pants still had a slight pinch on his balls, which prevented him from shooting his seed all over the nearby wall.

Instead, the wolf let out a strangled wail, mewling softly at the nearness of the release. A few shudders wracked his body, and some excess pre spilled over his fingers, but that was the extent of his release. Shawn had a special tiger in mind for the full event. At least the quick stop and pseudo orgasm had served their function and he could make it across the other half of campus. He gingerly stuff his still hard sex back into his cotton briefs and closed his jeans as gently as he could. The last thing he wanted was to shoot off in there.

When he emerged from the stadium, heading for the Graphics building and the university arena, it was with a much calmer air than when he had first entered. But all the same, his walk quickened, nearing a jog. There was a tiger that he needed to get back to!

Ironically, it was only after he had come upon the arena, with its ever-present field of lighted walkways, that he realized how thankful he was that no one else had decided to be under the bleachers that night. Such as secluded spot was natural for making out, and him and Lee had caught more than one couple doing so. Usually another football player and some rather prissy female fur, "slumming it".

But of course, him and Lee never did that. Hell, the two of them caught yiff wherever and whenever they could, Shawn reflected as he jogged quicky across Osborne avenue. So what if the traffic light was green of his side, there wasn't anything coming. A quick catalogue of the places on campus where the two of him had stolen a little time together reeled though his head as he passed the gates around his rez; usually it was just a quick blow job off in some quiet corner of a building stairwell or in a bathroom somewhere. But there had been some inventive places, and positions, too, he remembered with a grin.

Fishing out his own key card from his inner pocket, Shawn buzzed himself into Wyndorf Hall and made a bee line for the elevators. At least those were centrally located, not in the halls like at Jake's, so he had little chance of running into another fur. Not that he was nervous or anything, really. It was just that the smell, the musk, which even he could detect over the powerful odours of the floor cleaners, would arouse some unwanted attention. Hell, even with the cleaners, the smell of horney kitsune and his own arousal filled his nostrils. Finally, the elevator arrived with a muted ding.

Shawn's tail slapped the side of the door as he all but jumped in. Fortunately for him it was empty, so all he did was slap the button for the fourth floor and lean on the far wall, waiting for the doors to close. His patience was wearing thin, and the tension his pants growing worse, causing him to fidget, when the doors finally started to move. The wolf let out a growl of relief and his tail sagged slightly.

Of course that was before a tan paw wedged its way into the crack in the door, causing them to open again. Shawn's eyes were wide with barely contained aggravation and his ears were tilted almost completely back when he say the Persian cat step her way into the car. She turned her back to Shawn without ever acknowledging him, pressing the button for the third floor and looking up at the floor display. A muted grown escaped Shawn's creased lips and his one paw wiped over his face as the doors hissed closed.

They were somewhere around the second floor when Shawn noticed the cat start to sniff the air around her. She worked her way from one side of the door to the other, eventually turning around to look at Shawn. Her yellow eyes grew wide and a snarl of disbelief spread on her muzzle as she gaped at the wolf. Shawn knew that she probably had a good view of the matted fur on his gray muzzle under the harsh, white light of the elevator. Well, what could he do about that?

The wolf straightened his back and gave her an award winning smile that barred most of his teeth, wagging his tail to accentuate the point.

The doors hadn't hissed open more than a couple of inches before the cat had bolted through them and was off down the third floor hall like a shot. Shawn actually leaned out a few inches to check the hall for any more unwanted visitors before backing up and hitting the "Door close" button.

The rest of the trip he spent alone. The strain in his pants was tremendous by then and all he wanted to do was get out of them. The wolf squeezed his legs together and began to nervously pace the car. Images of the naked and trashing kitsune kept invading his thoughts spurring his need for relief. His shorts were almost soaked and Shawn was thankful for the thick, dark jeans he had chosen that day.

The elevator doors dinged open to empty hall, another thing Shawn was grateful for, and he was out of them as soon as he had the room to squeeze his frame through. He took the hall at a slow lope, on the lookout for other furs. The only others on the whole floor was an ocelot couple going the other way. His paws fumbled with his keycard when he reached his room, but eventually he got it into the slot and pushed open the door. It was almost with a gasp of relief that he tumbled into the suite.

Of course the darkness did nothing to help his situation. The only light in the suite was that which filtered in from across the street though the living room window. Shawn's hand instinctively reached over and slapped the light switch on the wall, blotting out the view from the window.

"John? Collin? You guys here?" The suite was completely silent aside from the wolf's own mild panting. Shawn made a check of the individual rooms down the hall on the left side of the room just to be certain, finding them both locked and dark under the jambs. Considering that his roomies had both finished their mid-terms earlier that week, they were probably out partying hard and wouldn't be back until late. The intensified throbbing in his pants signalled Shawn that discretion had no part in satisfaction. Almost ripping the leather bomber from his back, Shawn hurled it in the general direction of the couch and loped down the hall containing the other two bedrooms and the bathroom, discarding his sweat shirt along the way. The wolf's claws skittered on the linoleum tiles as he slid to a halt in front of the locked door with the light under it.

"Oh, Lee?" he inquired as he lightly rapped the wood with his claws. "Are you in there?"

"Yes, I'm in here," came the annoyed reply. "You know damn well that I'm in here, and you know WHY I'm in here. Now go away."

Shawn had pulled off his t-shirt and thrown it on the floor. He was working on getting back into his pants as he leaned up against the door. "Oh, come on, tig! What are you studying that could be so important?"

"Molecular structure of the phosopholipids of a cell membrane. Since you caused me to miss that week of lectures, I'm having to learn from the book."

The wolf was rubbing his back up and down the smooth surface of the door as he worked on the hot, moist meat of his shaft. He had his head back and spoke though clenched teeth. "Oh, come on, Lee! Is organic chem all you care about? I got an organ right here for ya to study!"

Muffled laughter emanated from the locked room. "I've studied that one enough. And as a matter of fact, I think you need some more `hands on' experience with it yourself tonight."

That made Shawn stop his stroking and back off a little to glare at the door. Damn it all! He needed Lee more than he had in weeks, and what was the tiger doing? He had his nose buried in some book! Shawn brought a paw to his muzzle and rubbed as he pondered. The smell of his own sex, now overpowering the old one of kitsune, filled his nostrils. Pausing, the wolf inhaled deeply of the poignant combination of aromas. A shudder coursed though is body and gave him an idea.

"Oh, mewlytiger?" called out Shawn in a sweet, singsong voice.

"Yes, horney mongrel?" came the mocking, off-key reply.

"I was just wondering," said Shawn as he brought his fingers up to his nose again, "have you ever had the pleasure of tasting kitsune?"

The sounds of things being shuffled around and a chair moving back reached the wolf's sensitive ears despite the thick door. "What the hell are you talking about?" came Lee's voice, a little louder this time.

Shawn pointed with one finger at the closed door, wiggling it about. "Well, if you want to find out, come here. You can suck it out of my fur."

That finally did it and the door opened, the wide frame of the tiger football player framed in it. Shawn's maleness twitched powerfully, a little pre oozing from the tip, when he saw that the tiger was only dressed in a pair of cut-off sweat pants.

The product of an athletic scholarship to McMannon University, Lee looked the part. His abs and pecs could be clearly seen beneath the white fur of his chest, and his orange and black arms were clearly those of a linebacker. White was not one of Lee's dominant facial colours; only two spots existed over his eyes, the rest appearing where it covered the sides of his muzzle, the lower portions of his cheek fur before descending down the front of his wide neck, down his front and into a pair of old shorts to reappear on the insides of his thighs. Shawn loved how the two patches there were not symmetrical, the one on the left leg being slightly longer than its twin. Lee's paws were also of rich white fur, as was the tip of his long tail. The rest of his body was covered in a vibrant orange crisscrossed with a myriad of black stripes. Lee's ears were both pierced, and the left one flicked back, bouncing its silver earring, when he saw Shawn standing before him in the hall without his shirt on and half out of his pants. Lee's eyes roved up and down Shawn's half naked body and his exposed and quivering flesh. Lee's sensitive nose was overwhelmed with the powerful smell of canine musk. The tiger's eyes eventually came back and settled upon the wanton expression on the wolf's face.

Shawn's eyes were half lidded over, his ears were leaning back, and his tongue hung out the side of his open muzzle. One paw, the fur of which was quite soaked with his own juices, slowly stroked his swollen clock, his legs pressing together as his tail danced around behind him.

"My, my, lover. What have you been doing tonight?"

Shawn reached out with his free, cleaner, paw, offering it to Lee. "Have a sniff, tig. Find out for yourself."

Lee looked his wolf in the eye once more, then stepped closer and grasped the wolf's paw below the wrist, drawing it up to his face. He sniffed around the matted grey fur of the fingers, letting his whiskers tickle Shaw's pads. The wolf was squirming and shivering so bad, that Lee had to tighten his grip on Shaw's arm and add a second paw to the grip. "Yes, very interesting aroma. Definitely something I've not tried before. This will be a treat."

Shawn gasped aloud when Lee's tongue ran over his fingers. Rolling his head back, the wolf closed his eyes and growled deeply at the feeling of the tiger's rough tongue grooming the matted fur between his fingers. Lee purred as he worked, a very deep rumbling that seemed to echo up the small, unlit hallway. When he took the first of the wolf's fingers into his muzzle, Shawn almost came on the spot. As it was, his cock twitched violently, a few spurts of pre shooting out and splatting onto the floor as he moaned and shuddered. Lee tilted his eyes up and smiled at Shawn from around a finger before closing his eyes and resuming his grooming. The rough tongue curling around the digit, the way the tiger's purring travelled from Lee's body into Shawn's, was making the wolf crazy with need.

"Yes, this was pleasant indeed," Lee observed as he let Shaw's paw go and licked his own lips. He looked again at how the wolf was standing there, half naked and shivering in anticipation. "All I want to know, is whose it is and how did it get all over you like that?"

"Believe it or not, it's Jake's." The tiger didn't believe, and laughed as he repeated Jake's name, his large, amber eyes going wide as he did so. Shawn gave a very brief retelling of how he found the miserable kitsune in the Crescent and what happened after they returned to Jake's rez, working off his pants the whole time. Lee's eyes remained fixed on Shawn's slick cock during the retelling. "And now I'm here, and in serious need of some hot tiger," said Shawn with a smirk on his muzzle and a hungry gleam in his eyes as he kicked his pants to one side and spread his stance a little for the tiger. "Think you could help me with that?"

Lee's response was to clamp his paws on Shawn's cheeks, pulling the wolf closer. He twisted his head and clamped his muzzle down on the wolf's, quickly forcing his tongue up against Shawn's lips. Shawn groaned in response, immediately parting his muzzle and shoving his smooth tongue up against Lee's rougher one. Lee pushed back harder, his fingers entwining the thick grey fur of Shawn's cheek ruffs, and his sharp canines locking against his wolf's as he purred deeply into Shawn's mouth. Closing his eyes and surrendering to his wonderful tiger, Shawn growled back in response.

Shawn's paws moved off his own body and began to grope at Lee's. His claws raked through the heavenly soft white fur of the tiger's chest fur, the palms pressing against the well defined muscles underneath. With each breath he took, Lee's chest swelled against his love's paws and Shawn was able to feel that wondrous purring. The wolf's paws danced down the tiger's sides even as the tiger's worked and massaged the fur of the wolf's cheeks. Shawn's legs were growing weak and by the time his paws had reached the tiger's rock hard abs; Lee's paws on his head were all that was still keeping him upright. Inverting a paw, feeling the downy soft feline fur slide under his fingers, Shawn plunged his paw under the waistline of Lee's shorts. Lee gasped and pulled away, growling passionately when Shawn's hand discovered that there was nothing else beneath those shorts but a sheath of the softest white fur, and a pair of heavy testicles hanging beneath that. While Jake's fur had been pleasantly soft in that region, it was nothing compared with the silky smoothness of feline. The large tiger let out a soft mewl as the wolf use his fingers played with the testicles and cupped the sheath in his palm. "So how hard was your studying, lover?"

Lee closed his eyes, a soft moan escaping his open muzzle. His paws fell from the wolf's cheek fur, as Lee leaned back on the door, wrapping around Shawn's organ. "This hard."

"Um, then I think you need a break, then." About an inch of Lee's stiffening sex was sticking out of the sheath and poking Shaw's palm. "How about it, my fluffy lovetiger?"

Almost bolting from the door, Lee slammed his lover against the wolf's own door before clamping his muzzle down again. Shawn tongued back just as intensely, moaning up at his loudly purring lover as both worked to remove Lee's shorts. The four paws made quick, if a little awkward, work of the old cut-offs, which were kicked down the hall before the paws and arms wrapped around each other. Shawn thrust his slick and throbbing sex through the fur of Lee's left thigh as his paws raked and dug through the thick orange and black fur of the tiger's back. Lee worked his right paw lower, cupping and pulling upwards on Shaw's thigh to help the wolf thrust harder, then unsheathing the claws of his left paw a little as he scritched through the dense fur over Shawn's tail. That only made the wolf moan and thrust harder, Lee's now fully erect penis poking against his chest.

Shawn's legs eventually gave out all together and he slid down the door, coming to a rest with his head level with the tiger's crotch. His paw went out and began to stroke the hot piece of feline meat, working the last few centimetres of pinkness from its sheath. "Oh, you have no idea how bad I need this," he mumbled, working its length slowly. Shawn was panting and was sure Lee could feel his hot breath on his exposed cock as he inched his head closer, Shawn's tongue hanging from his muzzle.

"Actually, yes I do," said Lee as he backed away, taking himself out of Shawn's reach. The wolf on the floor looked up pitifully at him with wide brown eyes, making a rejected wine as his ears flatted out against his head. "I can see that this whole thing with Jake has gotten you all hot and bothered, so I'm going to take care of you first." He smiled down at the now grinning wolf, his long whiskers cocking upwards. "Besides, you know how crazy the taste of cum makes me."

A wide grin split the wolf's muzzle and Shawn's tail thumped a few times on the linoleum tiles. He spread his legs invitingly for the tiger, fully showing off the lighter grey of his inner thighs and groin. "Then come and get it," he said, reaching down and stroking his throbbing shaft a few times.

"Don't mind if I do." Lee crouched down, leaning forward onto his knees between the legs of the prostrate wolf. Bending forward, Lee ran his bristled tongue against the grain of Shawn's right leg, causing the wolf to jump a little. Lee looked up a moment before placing one paw on Shawn's thigh and rubbing slowly to stop his love's shivering. Shawn did so, closing his eyes and leaning his head against the door jam, his left leg falling over as far as it would go. To the sound of delighted purring, Lee recommenced his journey running his tongue along the whitish insides of Shawn's thighs, working his way to the throbbing pink flesh in between. The smell of wolf musk filled Lee's head, the taste of it soon joining his tongue as he began to run it over the dampened fur around Shawn's sheath. Shawn groaned loudly, tensing his buttocks and raking his fingers through the dense fur on Lee's back, pressing back down with the palm to smooth it out as he reversed direction. His muzzle hung open all the way and the only thing he wanted now was to have Lee's warm mouth wrapped around his hot shaft.

A combination gasp and yelp came from Shawn's muzzle as Lee's sandpaper like tongue slipped up the underside of his testicles. Lee was quick to pass over the sensitive organs and proceed upwards to the sheath. Purring loudly with a vicious grin on his face, Lee began to give the grey sheath small, slow licks, working his way around it from side to side. Shawn's panting was increasing all the while, as was his constant stroking of Lee's back. The wolf yowled loudly when Lee's tongue finally made contact with the slick, exposed flesh of his shaft. Lee licked the ring about the top of the sheath, savouring the slick feeling of Shawn's dick beneath his tongue and the salty taste of the pre. Giving the shaft's full eight inch length one long, slow lick upwards, Lee looked up at his lover. Shawn's eyes were closed, his tongue lolling out of his muzzle and he was panting heavy and rapid. Shawn's cock twitched against Lee's chin, matting the thin white fur there with its tip.

Moving a paw upwards, Lee gently wrapped it around the base of Shawn's penis. "Mmm, well, I think I'm about ready for this now." Before Shawn could respond, if he could do so at all, Lee engulfed him in his warm maw. Then the only sound that came from the wolf was one long, loud, protracted groan. To his credit, Shawn managed to control himself when Lee's tongue finally made contact with his flesh, his cock only twitching and releasing more pre. Lee greedily sucked that down, moving his head down the wolf's shaft, gently teasing the while length with his sharp incisors. Pressing the hot cock to the roof of his mouth with his tongue, Lee slowly drew his head back up.

The wolf gasped and moaned, his hips shifting around in an attempt to thrust into Lee's muzzle. Lee's left paw cupped Shawn's heavy sack, rolling it in his palm as his fingers stroked its underside. A loud moan broke from Shawn's throat and he wrapped his paws around Lee's roundish, black ears, digging his fingers deeply into the mass of soft fur behind them. Lee echoed the moan with one of his own, the wolf cock fully inside his muzzle at the time. A passion filled howl worked its way from Shawn's throat as Lee's head moved slowly up and down the wolf's twitching shaft. Shawn's paws tightened around the tiger's ears, keeping a similar motion, massaging the back of Lee's head through the dense orange and back fur while tugging and rolling the ears. The intense waves of pleasure finally gave way to wondrous release.

Lee kept his muzzle tightly wrapped around the wolf's throbbing member, though he kept pressure off his teeth and tried to coax the desired orgasm from his partner. Shawn's shaft had been oozing prodigious amounts of pre when he started, and while he had enjoyed its mildly salty flavour, he desired the end product. When he felt Shawn's paws latch onto his ears, he redoubled his efforts and was soon rewarded. Just as he was drawing his head up, dragging his rough tongue along the sensitive underside of the wolf's shaft, Shawn's dick began to spasm and shoot its hot jizz into the tiger's muzzle. Lee drank deeply of the hot seed but did not attempt to swallow until the last. Not only did he love the slickness of it in his mouth, but he knew that the feeling for Shawn would give the wolf all the more pleasure. And even though Lee had grown quite accustomed to this ritual and how yiffy his wolf was, Shawn almost overloaded the cat's muzzle. With a final, dwindling howl of pure relief, Shawn let his paws fall from his partner's ears and he slumped against the door frame, panting with his eyes shut. His sex twitched a few more times against the tigers rough, encircling tongue.

A few drops dribbled out the corners of his lips as Shawn shot off the last of his orgasm. Lee gave the wolf's cock one long, final suck up its full length before letting it pop from his muzzle, allowing him to swallow the load of hot, creamy cum. He quickly returned to Shawn's drenched crotch, cleaning up what had gotten away from him. The wolf tensed his muscles, squeezing his eyes tighter, and mewled as the rough tongue of the tiger slid along his shaft from knot to tip. That brought a smile to Lee's lips and his eyes rose momentarily to check on the wolf but returned to the fur before him when he saw Shawn's spent expression. He reflected that it was a look he had seen often enough before, as he licked the last bit of sticky seed from the whitish-grey fur of Shawn's sheath.

"Feeling better now, honeywolf?" Lee wanted to know as he straightened up from between Shawn's legs.

Lifting his head from the door, Shawn's eyes fluttered open and he gazed upon his tiger. In his nose hung heavy the pungency of his arousal and sexual activities. In fact, it had permeated the whole hall and probably the rest of the suite. He ran a paw up Lee's arm and fondled the fur on his shoulder. "Very much so. You have no idea how badly I needed that." His paw slid through the dense orange fur to the back of Lee's neck. "Now come here, you silly tiger."

The two lovers broke off their intended embrace and looked up the hall at the sound of the door clicking open. Into the suite came a cougar in green and white soccer jacket followed by a zebra wearing a black and yellow windbreaker of the McMannon University track team. The cougar looked around the living room once before noticing the two naked furs sitting on the floor.

"Ah, fuck!" he exclaimed, his muzzle wrinkling up in a snarl as he swiftly turned away from Lee and Shawn and started across the living room. "Damn it! I did not need to come home to see that shit going on!" he yelled, still looking towards his own hall but pointing back at his roommates were they were sprawled on the floor.

"Told you it was them we heard out in the hall," said the zebra as he leaned against the opposite wall, crossing his arms over his chest and watched the two on the floor pick themselves up. Lee rose first, offering his paw to Shawn.

"Um, we're... sorry John," explained the tiger to the cougar as he tried to cover up his bright red and throbbing organ with a paw. "Things just got a little out of control."

"Well, see that they don't again," said Collin, the zebra. "And I thought that we agreed that you would keep that stuff to your rooms."

"Yes, we know," said Shawn as he tried to hide his still ridged and exposed sex by standing behind his feline lover. "But this just kind of... happened." He flicked his eye ridges, trying to smile as his ears flattened out behind his head. "We'll remember next time."

"Well, you'd better see that you do," snapped John. The cougar had not turned back after his initial glance and now stalked past Collin to his own room. John's tail was a flurry of motion behind him, occasionally hitting the wall behind him, and his tan ears were flush with his head. The door slammed violently behind him when he closed it.

Collin sighed and turned back at the other two in the darkened hallway. "Look, I'm going to hit the sack as well, so if you two decide on doing anything else tonight, keep it down, huh?"

"Okay, sure, we will."

Collin bid them good night, his striped equine tail flicking around behind him as he retreated to his own room. When he had done so, Lee reached behind himself and pulled Shawn to the front.

"What are you doing, hiding back there?" he asked with a smirk, holding the wolf by the upper arms. Leaning forward Lee kissed his love, though this was tamer than the ones before, only a gentle probing of his tongue in the wolf's muzzle as their thin lips pressed together. "I love you," he said when he pulled back. Before Shawn could return the sentiment, Lee smiled and pronounced, "I also think you need a shower. You're all sticky from tonight's events."

Shawn reached up and brushed back the tiger's long whiskers against Lee's blunt muzzle. The large cat rumbled and turned his head into the action. Both felt the mild stickiness of wolf cum on the fur there. "And, so are you, I believe. Care to join me?"

"Wouldn't have it any other way," said Lee before sealing the agreement with another kiss.

The washroom was one of fair size considering it served all four of the furs in the suite. It was about nine feet long and six wide, half the width taken up by the shower. In the center of the floor was a large grated drain over which the users of the shower would stand and drip as their either toweled off or blow-dried their fur. As the driers required for furs were rather large and loud, the bathrooms were probably the best insulated rooms in any place on campus. Which was another reason that Shawn and Lee enjoyed them.

Lee parted the sliding doors of the shower and yanked the knob, a steady stream of water jetting out of the shower head. He stuck a paw beneath it to check the temperature and fiddled with the knob with the other paw. Shawn took advantage of his lover's distraction to step up behind the tiger and wrap his arms around that well muscled chest again. When Shawn started scritching lightly over the abs, Lee couldn't help but laugh and place one arm over the wolf's in a half hug. Using his large canines, Shawn nibbled and combed through the thick fur on the back of Lee's neck. He used his tongue also, licking the orange and black fur before running his teeth over it. The effect on Lee was a pleasant one, the large cat leaning back and purring once more as Shawn hugged him. Both could feel the wolf's still rigid penis rubbing and sliding between the cheek of Lee's ass as Shawn made small thrusting motions with his hip. As Shawn continued his tongue grooming, Lee's body relaxed. Flipping his long, ropy tail to the side, Lee curled it around one of Shawn's legs and tickled the back of Shawn's right foot with the tip. The light tickling on his pads by the soft tiger fur was almost enough to drive the wolf to total distraction, but he managed to keep up his nibbling and scratching, albeit in a far more haphazard fashion.

"Having fun back there?" called Lee as he stuck his paw under the stream of hot water again. He reached for the knob and made a few small adjustments.

"Immensely," Shawn mumbled as he tilted his head up so his muzzle was resting next to one of Lee's ears. As was current fashion, Lee had two silver loop earrings, one for each ear. One of those was just in the range of Shawn's whiskers and was tickling it. The wolf decided he might as well make the best of the situation and started licking the round, black ear, taking it into his muzzle and gently nibbling on the fringe. The tiger grew very still in Shawn's arms, closing his eyes and shivering slightly at the feel of his lover's sharp teeth. Shawn murred around the ear, pressing its soft flesh against his canines with his tongue as he went along. When he reached the silver earring of that ear, he took the small hoop and much of the ear into his muzzle. He flicked the earring with his tongue a few times and gently drew his incisors over the fur while slowly pulling his head back.

Lee shuddered violently in his wolf's arms when the saliva-covered ear was finally released. "I... think the shower should be ready by now. Shall we go in?"

"But of course," Shawn rumbled..

Laughing, Lee pulled back the door all the way stepped through. Shawn, refusing to relinquish his grip on his tiger's waist, was dragged behind. His paws were drenched quickly as Lee moved under the shower head, letting the water work out some of the tension of constant studying. The stream of water was hot, just as Lee liked it, and the tiger stuck his face into it, opening his muzzle and letting the water wash it clean. Most of Shawn's cum had been swallowed by then away, so it didn't matter. In fact, the water felt quite wonderful, prompting him to close his eyes and slowly roll his head around in the stream. He let it work through his thick cheek fur, moving his head so that it gushed over his throat. The tension of the past umpteen hours drained from him with the water and he slumped back against the wolf. A small smile caused his thin back lips to perk up when he realized Shawn STILL hadn't moved and was nibbling along one of the thick black stripes before him. Bowing his head, Lee let the water attack the back of his neck. "You like it back there, don't you?" he asked, looking at Shawn's arms where they were nestled in his chest fur.

"I like any position that allows me to be close to you."

Lee murred and turned so that the water could get at the wolf behind him. "Well, you need a shower as well, so it might as well be now."

With a loud eep, Shawn buried his head into Lee's back in an effort to keep it away from the water. But the shower had a removable head, and the evil tiger took advantage of it, sticking it over his back to douse the wolf. Shawn wiggled and tried to keep away from it, but refused to let go. Lee just let himself be thrown around the shower, his laughter echoing off the walls as he continued to spray Shawn. When he finally felt that Shawn had had enough, and his own sides where hurting a little from all the laughter, he replaced the shower head.

Shawn shook his head, spraying water all over the shower. "Evil kitty."

"Hey, you were the one who needed this, remember?"

Murring quietly, Shawn leaned his head against the broad back of the feline and worked his paws further into the downy soft, white fur and the hard muscles beneath. "I've missed you, love, that's all. I just want to be close to you." He turned his head and began to lick and nibble the fur on the back of Lee's neck, his fingers curling about and gently tugging at the fur. "Is that too much to ask?"

"Why don't you move that a bit lower?" suggested Lee, as he placed his paws on Shawn's and pushed them down to his exposed flesh. The wolf growled more and squeezed the tiger in his arms as his paws wrapped around the furry sheath, slowly stroking the hard flesh therein, quite pleased at the turn in conversation.

"I knew I loved you before I met you," Shawn whispered into one of Lee's ear's as water cascaded down his own back, the pressure pounding in a light massage. It was a verse from a song they both loved. "I think I dreamed you into life. I knew I loved you before I met you. I have been waiting all my life for you to come along."

Lee broke the embrace, turning and admiring the poor, drenched wolf before him. The tiger's white paws brushed up Shawn's thighs, the wet fur sticking up in odd patters as it was brushed against its grain, Lee's paws coming to rest on the wolf's hips. The water from the shower was spraying up slightly from where it hit the wolf's shoulder, a few fine droplets landing on the tiger's long whiskers, tickling them. Shawn was quite thoroughly drenched by that time, his fur hanging off him in thick, wet tufts. "You know what?" asked Lee.

Shawn looked back into the deep brown eyes of his tiger, seeing the water dripping from Lee's ruff into the tiger's shoulders. "What?"

"I feel the same way about you."

The two furs came together, pressing open muzzles together. Shawn's loud moan drowned out Lee's purring as the tiger's sandpaper like tongue ran along Shawn's smoother one. Lee's paws moved from the wolf's back to the tail base, raking fingers and claws gently along the skin beneath. He could feel the hot water from the shower running down the dark grey of Shawn's back, over his own hands and down the wolf's tail. The embrace also allowed their hard cocks to rub against each other. The course fur that Lee's was feeling as it rubbed Shawn's groin was mirrored in the feeling of softness that the wolf's experienced. The kiss was only broken when both parties could no longer suppress the urge to pant. Shawn hugged his sodden tiger around the waist before lowering his head and commencing to lick Lee along the dense, soft fur of the linebacker's thick neck. With a loud purr, Lee rolled his head back and returned the light hug, raking his paws up Shawn's spine a few inches before lowering them back to just over the thick root of Shawn's tail. The wolf shuddered at his tiger's ministrations, but kept up his own, slow licking.

Lee's paw slid off Shawn's tail base, raking through the thick grey on the wolf's flanks and over his hips. Shawn adjusted his stance a little when he felt that paw moving down his thigh, spreading his legs a little but continuing to lick at the wet neck fur of the tiger. Lee's muzzle hung open slightly, his loud purring ringing off the walls of the shower, as he held his head high and exposed his vulnerable throat to his lover. Concentrating on smoothing out the neckfur with his long tongue, Shawn took slow strokes with it over the cat's windpipe. That was always one of the most interesting places to lick a feline, he knew, because very little feels stranger, or better, than something purring on your tongue. He could feel Lee's fingers spread out on one of his ass cheeks, the claws raking through the thin covering of white and silver grey fur, squeezing and kneading the flesh there. Shawn placed a small nip on a bit of lose flesh at the side of Lee's neck causing the tiger to flinch and squeeze the cheek hard, his eyes clenching tightly shut and a loud, high pitched mewl coming from this throat. A smile raised the corners of the wolf's black lips and he moved off the neck, giving the whole of the exposed white length of the throat one long lick up against the lie of the fur.

Flexing his fingers, clenching deeply with them at the wolf fur beneath, Lee made a long, groaning purr. He slowly relaxed and lowered his head, his deep amber eyes opening on the wolf. Shawn could clearly pick out the individual drops of water where they clung to Lee's long whiskers. "Oh, yes, my honeywolf. You know all the right spots." He smiled at the wolf, his lips drawing up to fully reveal his needle sharp fangs, then growled and slipped the paw over a few inches to the left. The wet paw moved between the cleft of Shawn's cheeks rubbing through the soft, thinly spread white fur there as one finger teased at the puckered opening.

Shawn had been shivering slightly in anticipation ever since he left Lee's neck, and he quivered violently when Lee started to poke at his anus. With a loud moan, the wolf started to grind his hips back against the probing paw, trying to force the finger inside all the way. Being familiar with what would happen, Lee just continued to circle and probe the opening, driving the wolf to further heights. Shawn shivered in his lovers arms, curling his heavy, soaked and sagging tail around the leg of his tiger as his yelps and yowls echoed off the walls of the shower.

Eventually the wolf could take no more and shifted out of Lee's teasing embrace. His eyes were wide, the whites showing around the edges and his ears were folded back as he looked back at Lee. "Take me, sexy tiger. Rut me! Make me yours, now and always," he said with a slight growl.

Lee growled back loudly, his muzzle drawing all the way back to show his mouth full of large, sharp fangs. His eyes bulged as well, showing the white around the deep amber iris, before he took Shawn by the shoulder and spun the wolf around.

A moaning howl rose in Shawn's throat as he braced himself against the wall and spread his legs in preparation for his lover to mount him. Lee roughly grabbed his ass, forcing the cheeks apart further. Where it not for the tiger's loud, playful purring, Shawn might have been worried. As it was, he flipped his drenched tail to one side and closed his eyes in preparation for his lover's hot entry.

Lee stroked his cock a few times, ensuring it was good and hard for his lover. It was deep pink, not quite as long as Shawn's, but thicker. He spread his legs a little, inching up between the wolf's spread legs, placing the tip at Shawn's puckered opening. Slowly he eased the tip into Shawn's tailhole, groaning loudly in pleasure at the relative tightness.

At the same time, a howling moan worked its way from the wolf's throat. Shawn had been trying to relax, making entry for his lover easy. Alas, he couldn't help tensing up, clenching his eyes shut at the feeling of the tiger's hard glans slipping inside. His cock twitched a few times, spilling a few fresh squirts of pre onto the shower's floor. Lee yowled when Shawn's sphincter clamped down on him, then waited until his wolf relaxed and allowed him entry. When he felt Shawn's muscles finally loosen enough to allow him to withdraw, he moved back out only too slip right back in, fitting a few more inches in the wolf. Shawn shuddered at the intrusion, spreading his legs further. Lee eased his hips back once more before driving himself home. He slammed his thighs against Shawn's butt, the wolf's tail digging into the tiger's abdomen as Lee hunched over. Shawn howled long and hungrily when Lee finally buried himself deep inside. His right arm went around Shawn's chest to pull the wolf closer, the left moving to the shoulder for better leverage when he thrust in. Lee pulled his wolf close into him, then turned his large orange head and clamped his muzzle around the thick, silver fur of his lover's neck.

The feeling, oh, the intense feeling of being so full overwhelmed Shawn and he moaned loudly, arching his back up against the tiger on it. Lee withdrew himself a few inches from his love's tight interior and began a series of slow thrusts. He groaned into Shawn's neck from the intense feelings, pulling the wolf close in a tight embrace. The water ran down the tiger's back, drenching the fur. With each thrust he could feel his balls slap gently against his wolf's tail. Shawn moaned and panted, beginning to thrust back as his ass loosed to accept the thick tiger cock.

Lee eventually released his hold on Shawn's neck, raising up and panting into the showerhead. The hot water drenched his face, running out of his mouth and down his front. He closed his eyes and mewled, sliding all the way into his lover and holding it there, revelling in the hot, tight grip the ring had around his throbbing penis. Shawn was panting deeply, his head bowed down as he braced against the shower wall. "I... I don't know how much longer I can hold on," panted the tiger.

Shawn reached back with a paw and moved one of Lee's, using his own to wrap Lee's large, white furred paw around his wolfish cock. "Then don't. I want to feel you all in me."

Growling down at his wolf, Lee tightened his grip on Shawn's shaft and began to stroke in rhythm with his renewed thrusting. Shawn gasped and grunted as he pushed back, clamping down when Lee moved in and relaxing when he moved out, giving the tiger maximum stimulation. Lee's thrusts became more frantic, more forceful. As his climax neared, he dug his claws firmly into Shawn's shoulder while tightening his other grip. Tensing, yowling loudly in the confined space, he thrust all the way into the wolf and climaxed. His cock shot its hot jets of tiger seed into the wolf's ass, while arching his back and bucking wildly.

Shawn's panting had matched his love's, his own need boiling up within him for a second time that night. Despite the shower, their musks were thick in the air, ticking his sensitive nose and driving his passion higher. He was shivering, shuddering uncontrollably from Lee's rutting and stroking actions. He gasped and moaned loudly with Lee's final thrust, howling as he felt the hot seed enter his body. He reached back with one paw and pulled the tiger further into him. The feeling of the hot sperm entering him was too much, and the sweet tightness overcame his groin for the second time. His cum splattered the shower wall with several powerful jets, the stream slowing to a dribble, coating Lee's tightly clenched, still stroking paw. The tiger atop him shuddered, squirting a last few times.

"That... that was wonderful," Lee mumbled as he leaned over Shawn's wet back and gently nibbled on one of the wolf's pointed ears. Shawn turned his head around, pulling the ear free and placed a haphazard lick on the tiger's bright orange and white cheek. Lee returned it with one lick along the side of Shawn's muzzle, bringing up the wolf cum saturated paw and running it over Shawn's nose. With a smile, the wolf's long, pink tongue darted out of his mouth to swipe at the tasty treat. Lee helped as well, devouring the sticky cum. It eventually degenerated into an awkward kiss, the two lapping against each other's tongues under the stream of water. Lee eventually slid his wilting penis from the wolf's behind, his arms sliding around Shawn as he drew back from the embrace.

Shawn could feel him go, feel the hot seed that was in him and tried to clench his sphincter shut and entrap the tiger. Alas, between the slick jizz that was oozing out and his ravaged condition, Shawn was unable to prevent it. When he felt the tip slide out, brushing the cheeks of his ass as it did so, a small whine came from his throat. It was drown out by a loud purr from behind.

"I hope you're finally satisfied, honeywolf, because I think I'm quite spent for the evening."

Turning around, Shawn placed a paw behind Lee's head and gently pulled the tiger froward. Lee cocked his head to the side and parted his muzzle, allowing Shawn to slide his tongue in as the wolf imparted a low, deep french kiss. The tension flowing from Shawn's body like the water from the their bodies. Lee returned his love's affections, loosely wrapping his arms around the wolf and pulling him into a gentle embrace. "Yes, I think that did the trick, lovetiger," Shawn said as he pulled back, his arms falling around Lee's wide neck. "Though we're both really in need of an actual wash now!" He smiled deviously. "Perhaps a tongue bath?"

"Maybe another time," Lee conceded with a smile. "It's late and I have that exam early tomorrow, remember?"

The wolf's ears wilted as he wined and his tail retreated between his legs. He knew it was a pitiful look for him, especially standing in the shower and dripping wet with his dick hanging limply between his thighs, his whole crotch soaked in his own seed and Lee's.

"How about this, then?" said Lee as he reached for a shampoo bottle. "We can wash each other." He smirked. "And TRY not to spend too much on time my crotch this time."

Chuckling deeply, his tail slapping against the shower wall as he wagged it, Shawn took the bottle from the smirking feline and popped the lid.

Unlike most of the evening, the rest of the shower had a slower, sensual feeling to it. Each fur relaxed in the other's arms as that other worked the shampoo deeply into the thoroughly saturated fur of his partner. Shawn particularly enjoyed working along the stripes of Lee's back, tracing each one with a finger as he went down. The tiger loved that, closing his eyes and purring as he arched his back. In return, he deeply lathered Shawn's chest fur, digging his claws lightly into the ab muscles as he went over them. When he did, Shawn growled and reached down to play with Lee's long, ropy tail which had become entwined around one of the wolf's legs. Lee mewled from the feeling of Shawn's fingers pressing against the small bones of his tail and had to resort to ticking the wolf's sides to force him to let go. He consoled his wolf with a deep kiss once Shawn had managed to stop laughing.

"I love you, Shawn. Always."

Fortunately they were near done by then and only had to dry each other off. More laughs, tender touches, and some kinky probings with the blow dryer. Lee was not very fond of the latter, but Shawn said he preferred his tigers good and fluffy down there. With a snort - and a wry grin as well - Lee took the blow dryer and brush and began to groom his wolf.

Shawn smiled at Lee as the tiger straightened up after fluffing the fur on his legs. He reached out and scritched behind one of the tiger's ears, pulling Lee a little closer. Lee responded by closing his eyes momentarily and purring gently, tilting his head against the paw. Shawn rumbled, "That was wonderful, lover."

Lee leaned over and ran his tongue slowly down the side of his wolf's muzzle before giving his love and hug and nuzzling his cheek against Shawn's own. "Oh, yes. I missed that."

Slipping his arms around Lee in return, Shawn hugged him close and buried his paws into the thick and still slightly damp fur of the tiger's back. He moved his fingers within that newly washed fur slowly, feeling how wonderfully soft it was over hard muscles just below. "I did, too, love. Though I suppose now you're going to go back to studying, aren't you?" Shawn wanted to know as he lay his head on Lee's shoulder and nuzzled against the dense fur of the tiger's ruff.

Continuing to purr, Lee rubbed his cheek against Shawn's head. He could feel his whiskers brush one of the wolf's pointed ears. "No, I won't be. I was finishing that one section when you came in anyway, and I think I know the rest well enough to pass it." Lee bowed his head and licked some of the darker fur on the back of Shawn's head. "Besides, I smoked bio in high school and this is only twenty percent of the final mark." He pulled back from the wolf, cocking his head and regarding Shawn at arm's length. "I love you. And all I want to do now is spend the night curled up with you in my arms. And damn the midterm."

Shawn smiled and licked the tiger on his sensitive, blackish nose. "I love you, too. And that sounds like a very good idea to me."

Lee wrapped his arms around his love and pulled him close once more. His purring was slow and even, and Shawn knew lying against Lee, when the tiger was doing that, was just the thing to put him to sleep quickly. The wolf just smiled and opened the door.

Th'End