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Dislaimer: There is M/M furry goodness here. If you are underage don't get caught. Otherwise enjoy and leave comments. If you dare. As Jesse the tiger, orange eyes wide in shock, continued to stare at the living image of the fur that sexually graced his dreams, his heart started to jackhammer within his ribcage. Even though the six foot tan husky in front of the feline was wearing a dress shirt and slacks, the feline could only picture him in his birthday suit. (For those who don't know what that means, shame). He pictured the well defined and muscular body that glistened in the light every time he dreamed. The short light brown fur that framed the muscles beneath, all shining in sexually charged sweat. The husky's hard moist pink shaft, ready to blow its glory all over the tiger's body, coating the feline in the canines heavenly cum. The husky before him murmured something as he walked up and reached out a canine paw. As Jesse extended his paw out to shake, he couldn't help but admire the well manicured canine paw and the clipped claws. He felt the husky's soft paw in his own and the gentle way that the canine grasped the feline's paw and shook. "What was that?" Jesse asked, trying to shake himself out of his daze. He glanced up to the canine's hazel eyes and lost himself in the deep dark pools that connected with his own. "I said, 'you're drooling'" the husky said, a smile slowly spreading over his muzzle as he couldn't help but smirk at the captivated feline before him. Jesse managed to tear himself away from the canine's eyes and used the back of his paw to wipe away the saliva that cascaded down his chin. A deep blush burned itself onto the feline's face and only deepened when he realized he was still holding the husky's paw. He quickly let go and scratched the back of his head with his right paw, a nervous habit of the tiger's. "My name's Tanner", the canine said as his smile grew until Jesse was staring at a grin full of shiny white pearls. (Gee, a tan colored fur whose name is Tanner? I am humbled before such imagination). "Jesse," the tiger said, his heart finally slowing down enough to where he could almost count the beats. "Jesse Butcher, we just moved in." As soon as the tiger said the statement he wanted to give himself a mental smack as an award for the most redundant statement of the year. However, Tanner merely laughed as his paw closed in and slapped the awkward tiger on the back. Jesse winced from the canine's show of camaraderie, unaware if Tanner knew his own strength. Jesse just smiled back as his gaze started drifting lower and lower on the husky's body, taking in all the details. Tanner wore a storm cloud of a silk dress shirt and midnight black slacks. Shiny black dress shoes covered the canine's foot paws and Jesse could barely make out black socks beneath those. Jesse's gaze went up a little bit until he was fixated on the tiger's crotch which started up his salivating process once again. He was sure to shut his muzzle this time and fantasized about all the things he would like to do to that spot that his eyes were glued to. After half a minute, he realized what he was doing and looked up quickly to see if he had been caught. The husky had his head turned towards his parents, who were thoroughly involved in a discussion with Mrs. Butcher about all the fun times to be had in Jacksonville. Jesse let out a mental sigh of relief in relaxed a little as he had yet to come out to his family about his sexuality. It wasn't that he was scared that they would react badly. In fact, his parents had raised him to be open-minded and not judge others for who they were, so he was sure that they wouldn't mind. It was just that he had never felt the opportune moment to come and say hey I'm gay. (It's an amazing icebreaker, believe you me). Tanner turned his head back around as a strange look started to form in his eyes, the gears turning in his head. "So Jesse who just moved here," the husky said a friendly grin plastered across his handsome visage. "What school are you going to go to next week?" "Uh..." the tiger replied, trying to recall the name. It took him a full three seconds to reply "Jacques High." "Really?" the husky squeaked almost jumping for joy. "That's where my friends and I go. You should hang out with us at school. Whaddaya say?" On the inside of the tiger, a jubilant marching band was parading around in victory, but on the outside Jesse tried to tone it down to a mere enthusiastic response. "That'd be awesome. I wanna meet as many new friends as possible." "Then it's settled," Tanner confirmed as he confidently smashed his right fist into his left paw. "I'd totally like to get to know you better, seeing as how were gonna be next door neighbors and all." Mr. Butcher poked his head out of the front doorway to signal his lynx of a wife. He shouted out in a voice that was unnecessarily too loud, but nevertheless fun to use. "Hey honey," the male tiger screamed. "I was just on the phone with the Sylvia moving company." The female lynx screamed back, "Don't shout, silly come over here and talk." Mr. Butcher made his way, begrudgingly, over to where the group of furs were standing on the driveway and as he approached the ensemble he introduced himself to the two older huskies. After the introductions had been passed around, and the huskies introduced themselves as Mr. and Mrs. Barron, Jim Butcher spoke to his wife in hurried rush tones. "There seems to have been a mistake with the movers. They switched orders around and are now halfway across the country. They won't be able to get here with all of our furniture until tomorrow morning." Mrs. Butcher almost let out an audible curse, but held it back just in the nick of time. There was a great clenching of paws and gnashing of the teeth, but after the nuclear threat known as Joanne Butcher had calmed down, (somewhat), she let out a deep breath and said "Fine. We'll just stay at a hotel tonight. It's no big deal." She forced a strained smile as her right eye started twitching, shooting daggers at her husband as though this was somehow his fault. Ever the one to seize an opportunity, Tanner chimed in with an excited, (and a potentially 'exciting') suggestion. "Can Jesse spend the night at our place?" The husky's eyes grew three sizes too large and tears welled up as he looked upon the judicious adults. Jesse on the other paw, had his breath taken away. Here was the husky of his dreams, the one he had sex with countless times in his head, and he wanted the feline to stay over at his house. Surely he can't be gay as well, can he? (For those readers who know the answer to this question, don't spoil it for the rest. Yes, Tanner is gay. Oops, my bad). Jesse crossed his fingers behind his back and prayed. Mr. and Mrs. Butcher exchanged glances and then the lynx responded, "I don't want to put you two through any trouble..." "Oh it's no trouble at all," Mr. Barron said as he clapped a paw upon his son's shoulder. "It would be a great opportunity for both Tanner and Jesse to get to know each other better and we would love to have your son spend the night. We will take good care of him." Jesse, mimicking Tanner's actions, turned to his parents with a puppy dog face, lower lip slightly quivering as they were about to decide his fate, (for the night anyways). "Well..." the lynx said, glancing towards her husband, seeking some sign of approval. Mr. Butcher gave a quick nod before the lynx continued. "All right." Jesse and Tanner simultaneously jumped for joy, both squeaking in hormonal cheers as they bounced up and down as teenage furs often do. The lynx turned towards the tiger, a look of apprehension misting in her eyes. "You have your dop kit, right?" Jesse zoomed over to the car, with more grace than was fit for a feline on the verge of sexual combustion. He dug through the boxes until he found what he was looking for. A small brown leather bag that housed all the hygienic essentials needed to take care of one's body was grasped in the feline's paws as he scrambled out of the car and fell with a yowl, ass first onto the driveway. In the blink of an eye, Tanner was beside the fallen canine and offered out one of his soft and beautifully cared for paws, which Jesse graciously accepted. A second later, using some reservoir of hidden strength that belied the husky's stature, the feline was hauled onto his feet and he once again found himself staring into those eyes. The husky's eyes seemed to hold something deep and mysterious, as unfathomable traces of ancient wisdom were buried in the back of the canine's mind. Joanne Butcher's nagging voice brought the tiger out of his stupor as he noticed his family, including the electron known as James, get into the family vehicle. "Now remember honey, be good and don't give the Barron's any trouble. You have our number if you need to reach us. We'll see you tomorrow morning when the movers get here. Tanner, it was a pleasure meeting you." The husky nodded to the lynx as the vehicle backed out of the driveway. Mr. and Mrs. Barron walked back into the house leaving the two furs standing in awkward silence, taking in the other's presence and studying every curve of the other fur's form. Finally, after an epoch, Tanner grabbed the feline's paw and dragged him as he sprinted into the canine's house. At one point, Jesse's paws were lifted off the ground as the canine rushed him within the threshold of one gingerbread-esque home. The feline was surprised at the show of strength that Tanner demonstrated as well as the speed with which he moved. "He must be on the track team," the feline thought as his eyes were glued on the canine's well defined and tight ass that his slacks neatly framed. Jesse's sheath stirred and he could feel a tent start to emerge. Horrified and embarrassed he shut his eyes tightly and thought, "No no no. Not now. Oh please, if there is a God, then please let it go back down." Unfortunately for the tiger, (and fortunately for us), the feline shaft did the opposite of what the tiger wanted and only expanded further until the cock filled Jesse's boxers and started leaking pre. The tiger pulled free from the husky's paw and Tanner turned around with a look of confusion painted on his face. Jesse meeped and turned around the beet redness of his face evidence of his shame as he asked in a panicked voice, "Um... I need to use your bathroom." The husky only nodded in response, seemingly not paying any attention to the camping trip going on between the tiger's legs. He beckoned with a paw and led Jess towards a room on one side of the first floor hallway. Jesse meeped a quick thanks as he shuffled in and closed the door behind him. The sweet aroma of potpourri filled the air, quickly followed by the sharp and heavy scent of the feline's musk as his denim shorts and boxer's plummeted to the floor, bunched up around the feline's ankles. A relieved sigh escaped the tiger's maw as the pink shaft fell free from its imprisonment, pre steadily leaking from the slit like a faucet. The feline's ass saw fit to seat itself upon the porcelain god as Jesse touched his barbed shaft with his right paw, and was rewarded with a jolt of pleasure. Confidently, the paw closed like a vice around the feline's meat eliciting a purr from the 17 year old. Jesse's left paw came around and fondled the white sack that held his precious cargo, orbs an all. Giving a little squeeze to his balls, the tiger tightened his grip around his cock and was rewarded with a spurt of pre that hit him in the nose. Jesse licked up the sweet fluid and moved his right paw up and down his shaft, the pre acting as lube as he fondled and groped his balls. He let his mind wander and his fantasies started to play as he pleasured himself within the home of his dream fur. Within his mind, the bathroom door opened up and in walked Tanner in all of his natural glory. (Again, for those who don't know what that means, shame). His rock hard cock already throbbing with pre orgasmic juices and his furry sack hanging beneath, swaying in rhythm to the husky's steps. Muscles stood out in the short tan fur as Jesse's paw worked faster over the feline meat that was at the paw's mercy. Tanner, erection and all, sauntered over to where the tiger was seated on the toilet. Dropping to his knees, the husky's eyes glinted with the light of mischievous lust as his tongue darted forward with an experimental flick, tasting the pre that the feline's throbbing mast was drenched in. Jesse's paw went even faster as it slid over his slickened cock as he imagined the husky's muzzle engulf his member, Tanner's tongue twisting around the slab like a serpent, sucking away as the feline neared orgasm. All the while, the imaginary husky's gaze never broke from the tiger's. As thicker pre started to spray from the slit of the tiger's cock, Jesse imagined himself up against the wall, Tanner behind him with his cock lined up on the Jesse's tailhole, the orange and black tail wrapped lovingly around the husky's waist. The left feline paw that was fondling his sack reached underneath and one finger started to push on his tailhole as Jesse's fantasy continued. Tanner bit Jesse in his loose fur on his shoulder as he plunged his canine cock up the feline's ass... "Hey Jesse, you all right in there?" came a strange female voice that ripped the tiger out of his fantasy. Jesse looked down at the throbbing meat in his paw, a few strokes away from a strong orgasm and suddenly realized what he was doing and where. He called out in a strained voice as he stood up from his comfortable seating, almost tripping over the shorts around his ankles as he did so. "Y..yeah I'm fine. Must have been something I ate this morning. I'm feeling better now." "Okay sweetie," the female voice chimed. Jesse reckoned that it must be Tanner's mother. (No shit, Sherlock). "Well dinner's ready, so when you're done in there just walk to the left and you'll run into the dining room. You can't miss it." Footsteps sounded, and when Jesse was sure that Mrs. Barron was gone, he looked down at the tiger prick that was begging for attention. He let out a sight and pulled up his boxers, making sure to tuck the hard cock into the elastic waistband so it wouldn't be as noticeable. Pulling up his shorts, the tiger made his way to the sink and made sure to wash his paws thoroughly. Afterwards he sprayed some scented aerosol to try and cover up the deed that he had been performing. Jesse walked out of the bathroom, rock hard cock throbbing with every step as it refused to go down until it had gotten its much deserved release. Following the instructions, Jesse soon found himself in the dining area, where the Barron's were all sitting at a table. Jesse noticed the only empty spot was next to Tanner, who looked at the tiger expectantly. The feline cursed his luck that he would have to sit next to such a hunk with an erection about to detonate from within his shorts. He sat down and ate. No, ate is an understatement for the artistic display that graced the Barron's table. Vivid colors exploded in a canvas of flavor as the tiger was taken aback at the spread laid out before him. (Apparently Mrs. Barron knows how to cook). Scalloped potatoes sulked in a ceramic bowl in one corner, as Creole green beans, mixed with gravy and pieces of bacon, guarded the other side of the table. A green glass pitcher of iced tea sat gracefully near the center that was dominated by the entrée, a large aluminum pan of pulled pork, smothered in smoky barbecue sauce and seasoned to perfection with secret herbs and spices, (pepper and salt). Forks and knives clamored as war was waged over the table. Three canines and one feline fed themselves to contentment as the zesty taste of the foods sated their demanding appetites. All the while, the throbbing cock that was trapped in Jesse's waistband reminded him that he needed very badly to blow his load. It didn't help that a wandering husky paw casually made its way, under the table, to Jesse's thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze. When the tiger's head snapped up in surprise, he noticed that Tanner was very intently concentration on stuffing food into his muzzle, but the canine couldn't hide the smirk that was playing upon his mischievous form. When most of the food had been demolished and Jesse felt that he couldn't eat another bite lest his stomach should explode, Mrs. Barron brought in a steaming apple pie, the sweet vapors drifting about the room and settling about like a scented candle. And then Jesse discovered his dessert stomach. The sweet apple pie was soon devoured by the creatures of the night, and also the furs around the table. With full stomachs the furs retired to the living room where they watched television and hammered the poor tiger with questions about himself. And before they knew it, three hours had passed and with a yawn Mr. Barron looked up at the smiling cow clock mounted to their living room wall and noticed that it was well past everyone's bed time. Signaling to his wife that it was time to go to bed, Tanner and Jesse moaned and groaned but in the end yielded as they sluggishly made their way to Tanner's bedroom on the second floor. Jesse's eyes were glued on the husky's well defined ass that wagged in the feline's face as he followed Tanner up the stairs. Despite having acted tired and exhausted in the common room, the canine's tail was conducting an orchestra as it bounced back in forth, constantly hitting Jesse in the face. (Not that the feline minded). The tiger wanted to reach out and grope his new friend's wiggling ass, but he exercised just enough self control as to stop from making an embarrassment of himself. At the top of the stairs, the canine turned around towards the feline and the light hit Tanner's eyes in such a way that a strange gleam passed through the husky's hazel eyes. After a split second it was gone and the tiger put the strange look to the back of his mind as Tanner led him down a hallway full of doors that led to nowhere in particular. The husky abruptly stopped at a door halfway down and fished in his slack pockets for some small item. Tanner's tongue was slightly hanging out of his mouth as he bit down on it, using all his focus to root through his vast pockets until he managed to pull out a small key and yipped a quick, "Aha". Inserting the key and turning it counter-clockwise, the husky tried opening the door, but to no avail. Tanner leaned his body weight to make the door open, but it just wouldn't budge. Then slapping himself on the forehead in a 'duh' response, he cast a quick side-glance at the tiger then waved his paw in a circular motion in front of the door. He felt an invisible surge of pressure in the form of a metaphysical click and turned the doorknob. The canine pushed the door open with little effort and gestured the baffled tiger to enter the canine's layer. As the tiger entered, his orange eyes took in the forest that made up Tanner's room. Dark shades of green, ranging in hues of olive to forest green decked the walls around the canine's room. It took Jesse's eyes a moment to realize that the colors melded together along with some dark brown to form a forest of trees. Along the perimeter of Tanner's room, the trees painted onto the walls rose to the ceiling, their green brown bark spouting off braches that overlapped one another. Brighter green shaded the leaves that grew from the branches and topped off the trees. In the middle of the ceiling a fan lazily rotated, fluorescent lime green lights nestling up right beneath, setting an earthy tone around the room. A maplewood dresser stood off to one side, bronze handles gleaming green on the five drawers. A king sized bed graced the back wall of the room, its dark green silk sheets fitted in perfectly with the cherry-wood bed frame. On the other side of the room, across from the yiffing station, a large 64 inch plasma television dominated the wall. Cables and wires of all sorts ran this way and that from the back of the monolithic apparatus and they attached themselves to an assortment of game consoles, ranging from a Wii to a Playstation 3. A huge plastic crate of organized video games stood next to the television and Jesse's jaw nearly dropped when he saw the set up. Fortunately, his attention was soon diverted to the husky behind him who had just peeled off the sweat soaked oxford shirt and casually dropped it on the floor, revealing the husky's upper body. This time, Jesse did drop his jaw as drool starting welling up in the bottom of his mouth and a painful throbbing in his shorts reminded him of the erection that had yet to die down. The feline licked his lips as a green glint whizzed through the husky's eyes and Tanner cocked his head to one side. "What's the matter, Jesse? Never seen a guy without his shirt on before?" The husky's lips were starting to curl into a mischievous smile, his eyes alight with desire. Jesse blushed as his eyes traced the tan fur's well defined chest, which oddly enough was exactly the same build as in his dream. "No, no I've seen other guys all the time, at my old school during gym class" the tiger said as his blush showed through his cheek fur. Tanner only smile at the bashful fur before him, before walking over until he was an inch away from the feline. The canine couldn't help notice that Jesse's eyes were glued specifically to his chest. Tanner placed a paw on both of the feline's shoulders, which in turn made the tiger flinch. The tan husky moved his muzzle to the side of Jesse's head and whispered into his ear. "Ever kiss a guy before?" Jesse stared in shock after the canine asked that question trying to respond with a shake of his head. "I..I'm not g..." However he couldn't finish his sentence before Tanner cut him off. "There's no need to lie and no need to hide from me." Jesse's gaze averted towards the floor, but was brought back up when a canine paw guided his chin, and their eyes locked. "I'm a friend and I won't judge you for being who you are. And I know for a fact that you were checking out my package earlier today." Jesse blushed but couldn't tear his gaze away from the deep hypnotic gaze of his husky friend, their muzzles drifting closer towards one another. "And then there's this..." the husky continued, lowering a paw. Jesse gasped as his raging tiger hood was seized in a husky paw, sending jolts of unbridled pleasure coursing through his spine. The tiger couldn't help but start purring at the sudden gesture. The husky's other paw crept around his back and pushed him into a canine embrace that resulted in an interlocking of muzzles. Time seemed to freeze as Jesse's eyes shot open and murred as his lips pressed firmly into the muzzle of his dream dog. His heartbeat was imitating the Macarena as the rest of his body melted in Tanner's one arm embrace, the other paw still gripping the throbbing feline shaft. What was only a few seconds seemed to last hours as sparks of chemistry shot between the two young furs. The tiger closed his eyes as he wrapped his arms around the tan husky enjoying the kiss. He enjoyed it even more so when a ribbon of flesh snuck through and tapped at his lips. Jesse opened up his mouth to let in what he assumed to be Tanner's tongue, (god, I sure hope that's what it is), as the flesh caressed his own tongue and flicked around exploring the interior design of the feline's maw. The tiger's purr only grew louder when the two furs tilted their heads and sunk even deeper into each other's maws, drawing each other's breath away. They eventually had to break apart, what with the need to breathe and all, and smiled as they held each other gently. Tanner seized the tiger up with his Herculean strength and carried him over to the bed. Then he went back to the door and locked it making sure it was secure. Then with a flick of his right paw the lights dimmed from bright green to a dull ocean blue green, casting the green and brown furniture in a romantic tone. Another flick of his right paw and jazz music issued from a stereo next to the bed. Jesse's eyes were flustered with confusion as to how the tiger actually managed to change the lights and turn on the stereo, but these thoughts were cast aside as Tanner leapt from across the room and in a split second landed on the bed straddling the lustful tiger. Placing a paw on either side of the tiger's shoulders, Tanner leaned down and engaged Jesse in a small kiss before sliding down the length of the feline's body. His eyes never leaving his soon to be mates's gaze. "Jesse, if I'm going to fast just tell me" Tanner said a look of hesitation starting to cloud his judgment. Jesse slid his own body down until he was once again face to face with his tan husky, and both were in danger of tumbling off the bed. Jesse took Tanner's chin in his paw and gave a quick kiss. "To tell you the truth, I've been ready for this for over a year." The husky's eyes were mixed with confusion as the tiger continued. "You see for almost every night this past year, I've been having dreams of you. It was every inch of you as you are today. I know it's a sign. One that means I'm supposed to be with you. I'm yours, as much as you want me to be." The husky's brows went almost disappeared they raised so high as a troubled look past through his gaze. "You've been dreaming of me? I've been dreaming of you as well for the longest time. Every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was your face, your body. As soon as I saw you today, I knew that those dreams were my destiny. And whatever you're willing to give me, I'll take. Even though we've only met today, it feels as though I've known you for all of my life." He smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes, which were still brimming with confusion and a hint of surprise. However it didn't stop him from throwing the tiger back near the center of the bed and pounce on top of him. Tan paws reached for the waist line of Jesse's shorts as the two furs battled it out in a muzzle lock of passion, each giving as good as they got. As the husky's paws struggled to free the relentless spire of pulsing tiger meat, orange and black paws were also at work undoing the belt around Tanner's slacks. With a bit of effort, both managed to loosen up the waistline on each other's clothing enough to pull it down and free the hard members from within the restricting fabrics. They even managed not to break their kiss while they were at it. Kicking off his slacks, Tanner helped to rid the shorts and t shirt from the feline, leaving both of them with one strip of fabric blocking the release of their cocks. With their arms wrapped around each other, caressing and exploring every muscle of their bodies, they grinded their shafts together as the heat generated between the two of them could have melted the polar ice caps. After a few minutes, both were covered in each other's sweat, their boxers damp from sweat and pre. Breaking the kiss, Tanner smirked peeled off the boxers from his body, leaving a large 8 and ½ inch pink shaft bobbing up and down, smothered in glistening pre. It didn't take long for an orange and black paw belonging to a certain someone, (I'm not pointing any fingers), to grasp around the husky's rather well sized meat and give it a few pumps. Tanner moaned out in ecstasy as electricity tingle in his crotch and spurts of pre shot out across Jesse's orange, black and white chest. Another spurt arched through the air and the feline skillfully caught it in his maw, tasting a bittersweet blend of carrots and honey. The husky inched his body forward until his ass was seated on Jesse's chest cavity and the canine's cock was tapping the tiger on the nose, leaving a dab of pre on the feline's muzzle. Jesse attempted to lick up the sticky goodness that was left on his muzzle but in the process his tongued flicked out across the canine meat dangling before his face, which elicited yet another moan from the tan husky. A smile briefly ran across Jesse's muzzle as he started lapping at the tip of the canine's meat, the rough sandpaper tongue dragging along the sensitive flesh whenever they collided. Finally neither fur could take any more, and Jesse took the whole of Tanner's cock into his maw, careful to wrap his lips around his teeth, lest he should accidentally bite the large spire within his muzzle. Shortly thereafter he started to suckle on it like a baby on a pacifier, drawing moans and groans from the canine. Tanner withdrew from the tiger's mouth, much to his dismay, (and ours), and peeled off the tiger boxers to reveal the girth of tiger meat that had been denied for the past few hours. Then with unearthly grace, the husky managed to flip and roll in the air so that his slobbered doggy meat was hanging precariously over the feline's open jaws, pre dripping into to Jesse's maw like a leaky faucet. The tiger didn't take any time in taking the canine shaft back in to his maw and suckle on it vigorously, wrapping his rough tongue around the doggy dick and pleasuring his friend until kingdom cum. Meanwhile, Tanner planted his muzzle between Jesse's legs and took the tiger's sack into his muzzle, sucking gently on each of the orbs, which caused a lawnmower to erupt from within the feline. After a tongue bath of Jesse's sack, Tanner's tongue crept lower and lower, sending shivers of pleasure running rampant through Jesse's feline form. The canine's tongue stopped at Jesse's tailhole where the tongue started basting the ring with a liberal spritzing of saliva. Moans and groans started to mix in with the purring, but were silenced as Tanner started bucking his hips into the tiger's maw, causing the doggy prick to slam into the back of Jesse's throat and unleash another helping of husky pre. A little gagged escaped from Jesse's throat but he adjusted and took the full length of thrusting cock down his throat, intent on pleasing his canine. Tanner's teasing tongue tortured and tantalized as it pressed its way into the tiger's virgin hole, tasting the essence of Jesse. Even with a mouthful of canine cock, Jesse still managed a meep as the canine's tongue prodded and probed the vast velvety damp depths of the feline's backside. Then Tanner found it. With a sudden prod, the tongue found its mark and a volley of pre erupted from the soaked tiger cock and splashed between Tanner's tummy and Jesse's chest. Once certain that the Jesse was well lubed, the husky withdrew his tongue and his cock from their orifices and turned around so that he was facing his feline friend. With a knowing look, Jesse knew what was coming and braced himself for the pain. The husky raised the tiger's legs onto his shoulders and bent them up so that Jesse's rear entrance was easily accessible. He used his right paw to position his cock in line with the feline's hole while his left paw extended forward to paw off the tiger. (For those that don't know, it makes it easier on the bottom if he is being pawed off when entry is started). Then little by little the husky pushed his way into the tiger as pain shot through Jesse like stepping on hot coals. It like he was being split open, torn in two and he just wanted it to stop. However, he noticed a look of hesitation on the husky's face, and motioned for him to continue. After what seemed an eternity the pain died down and Tanner hilted his feline friend. He started to withdraw his shaft and as he did so, Jesse felt a subtle pleasure, like scratching an itch, spreading slowly through his backside and up his spine. The husky thrust forward, fast and hard, and more pain shot through the tiger, but it was accompanied by a stronger sensation of pleasure as his pleasure button had just been hit. A deep purr resounded from Jesse's chest cavity as the husky started speeding up his thrusts. With each one the ratio of pain to pleasure changed so that soon hardly any pain was felt as the tiger, and the husky, were in a state of euphoric bliss. Every thrust hit Jesse's prostate, which yielded another shot of pre from the tiger's cock. As the husky jack-hammered the feline, the canine's knot continued to slam against the tiger's ring. "Tie me, Tanner," Jesse gasped as he wanted to be as mated as possible to his lover. Tanner looked into the feline's eyes and saw resolve and nodded. "It's going to hurt. Brace yourself." Tanner said as he slid the tiger's legs around his waist and bent down and locked Jesse into a deep kiss. With a monumental slam and a muted yowl, the husky drove the tennis ball sized knot through the feline's ring and locked it into place. As soon as he did this however, the anal ring cinched down around his shaft. It was too much for the husky to take and he broke the kiss to clench Jesse's shoulder in a mating biter as the feline's rear cavity was flooded with canine spunk. Like the domino effect, the feeling of being filled by the husky sent Jesse over the edge who shot strand after delicious strand of white sauce, the majority hitting the tiger in the face. The husky let up from his mating bite and licked off the remnants of seed from Jesse's muzzle. A smile formed on both of their lips and they embraced in another kiss, sharing the spunk from the tiger's eruption. The husky gently rolled to the side, his knot still locked within the bowels of Jesse as they both drifted off in a peaceful sleep, wrapped in each other's embrace. The next morning came and went, the two furs slept undisturbed as Tanner's parents knew better that to violate his privacy. They woke up held each other and showered and so on and so on. With each day that passed the two's feelings for each other grew deeper and deeper and they spent every waking moment possible near each other. Yet there was something that the husky wasn't telling the feline. Jesse could tell there was a secret that Tanner was withholding. He thought that it might have had something to do with the one dream he had. (You know which dream. The one in the last chapter). However, he figured that Tanner would tell him in due time, and trusted his new found lover. (They weren't quite at the love stage yet, but they'll get there). So time passed by quickly when furs are 'having fun', and before anyone knew it, the first day of school had arrived. A plethora of honking and angry shouts penetrated Tanner's ears as he navigated the perilous waves known to some as traffic. The Mustang's tires screeched and smoked as the husky wheeled into a parking space underneath a towering bridge. More smoke billowed up from beneath the black car as the feline in the passenger seat was clutching the armrests for dear life. As the engine shut down, the canine turned his head towards Jesse, a big grin plastered across the tan muzzle. Caught in the trap of the handsome muzzle, any apprehension the tiger felt melted away being replaced with a sense of peace and something more. Something that Jesse couldn't quite put his paw on, being as he never felt it before. Tanner leaned towards the captivated tiger and pecked him on the lips before pulling out the keys with a jingle and hopping out of the car. Jesse followed the wagging canine tail, his orange eyes glued on his lover's ass as they walked up the steps leading towards Jacques High School. As it was the feline's first day at the new school, Tanner had offered to show him around and introduce the tiger to the husky's friends. Tanner was wearing a pair of khaki slacks that clearly showed off the husky's ass, which was why Jesse couldn't help but keep his eyes glued towards it. A blue oxford shirt hid the husky's muscular frame and Jesse wore blue jeans and a red polo shirt and leather sandals that showed off the tigers fierce claws. When they arrived at the main part of the school, Jesse finally saw the design of the high school he'd be at for the remainder of his youth. The hallways were outside with each classroom door leading out to the great outdoors. A mulch path led down to the cafeteria, which was adjacent to a medium sized lake. Jesse could see the bridge in the backdrop that overlooked the St. John's River. However, that was all the time he had to take it all in as Tanner had seized his paw and had dragged him off again, flying down an open hallway at a speed that the tiger would have not thought possible. Granted, the feline had noticed odd peculiarities in the husky during the time they had spent together. For one, Tanner had more strength than he would have thought possible for one fur. Another was the husky's speed which was approaching something a cheetah might pull off, but not a canine. After a few seconds, Tanner stopped letting go of Jesse's paw. The tiger's paw throbbed with the force that the husky had applied and Jesse was unsure if the canine even knew his own strength. He looked up from the orange and black paw to notice to furs in front of him. To the right was a female dragon, her blue scales gleaming as the sunlight poured over them. Her eyes were also blue, as if two lustrous sapphires had replaced any normal set of eyes. She wore an indigo dress that had a cut on one side, revealing a scaly blue leg and a spiked tail. She smiled sweetly to Jesse as she was introduced. "Jesse, these are my friends, Zach and Melody. Guys, this was the one I was telling you about." The blue dragon, Melody stepped forward and held out a scaly clawed hand. "So this is the one from your dreams, Tan? Mmmmm, you are right , he IS cute." Jesse blushed as he accepted her paw, (do dragons even have paws?), and shook. Her grip was similar to Tanner's in that it was way too strong for a normal fur, (or scale in this case). "Pleasure to meet you hun," Melody said with a wink. "Tan's been too long without a boy we thought he'd turn into a sourpuss. Isn't that right Zach?" He let go of her scaled paw cringing at the damage done, and then noticed the other fur standing to the left. To say that Zach was red would be an understatement. The vulpine sulking along the brown brick wall was nothing less than flaming crimson. He wore a leather vest with illegible writing scrawled on the hems and the vest hung open and loose. Ragged jeans clung to his waist and legs which revealed themselves through the gaping holes and tears in the pants. He also wore a leather collar around his neck, also containing some foreign text in cursive. The fox's arms were crossed and although he appeared to be looking in a random direction, his sharp amber eyes were glaring at the feline before him. There was an aura of tension around the fox as he came towards the tiger. To say that Zach sprinted over at top speed to Jesse would be a gross understatement. One moment he was leaning against the wall on the other side of the hallway and a split second later he was in Jesse's face, amber eyes wide with madness. Then the fox spoke in a tone that was neither wholly scathing nor playful, but rather a mixture of both. "Pleasure to meet you too. Be aware if you hurt our friend there will be no where you can hide. I will find you; and I will rip you apart so that even your mother wouldn't recognize you. And then I'd burn what's left into ashes. After which I'd piss on the ashes. Understood?" The tiger meekly nodded, unsure as to how else respond to the unstable vulpine. Zach clapped him on the back and broke into a smile. "Good, good. Glad we understand each other. We'll get along fine; or else..." Sweat trickled down Jesse's head as he shrunk under the intensity of that which is known as Zach. Melody pulled Zach off to one side, rebuking him in whispered tones as Tanner put an arm around Jesse and they enjoyed each other's company. "Errr... nice friends of yours" Jesse said as he nuzzled the husky's neck. Tanner smiled at the display of affection and held him tighter while apologizing for the behavior of the vulpine. "Sorry about Zach. He has trust issues." "What, with everyone." "No," the husky replied. "Just with those who get close to me." The tiger felt as though there was an issue about to be brought up that should be avoided, so he oh so cleverly changed the topic. "So where's the cafeteria?" the tiger asked, hungry for a pre-class snack. Tanner smiled and motioned for his friends to follow as he guided his mate towards the mulch path that led down towards the Buck Center, the cafeteria of the school. He held his tiger close, while the azure dragon and crimson fox followed behind, chatting in hushed tones. About halfway down the path, Jesse could tell something was wrong. An ill wind swept through the school, heading from St. John's river. For a couple seconds noise stopped all together as time seemed to freeze. And I mean literally freeze. The shaking of the trees nearby ceased in frozen agony as various furs all around the campus hung in suspended motion. A couple paper airplanes that were gliding here and there hung in the air as if suspended on wires. The only ones that he could tell were moving, were himself, Tanner, Melody and Zach. And it just so happened that the other three furs were staring right at Jesse with jaws that nearly hit the floor. "Guys?" the tiger asked unnerved by the situation, "Guy's? What's happening?" Tanner was the first to recover, shaking his head from side to side to clear his mind. The other two snapped out of it moments later as Tanner looked towards the dragon with a meaningful glance. Melody closed her sapphire eyes and held a scaled paw up to her temple. "It's an entity. Seventh Class. And..." she opened her eyes with alarm, as her voice raised just a bit. "Its headed this way." Zach blinked once and swore out, "Shit", before looking at Tanner and then at Jesse, suspicion brooding in his eyes. However he didn't stay long enough to say what was on his mind as he simply disappeared into thin air. At which, of course, Jesse's eyes nearly popped out of his head. The husky nodded at Melody and she nodded back with a glance towards the tiger as she ran back to the main part of the school at lightning speed, nearly flying on the wind as she did so, her dress clinging to her scales as she hauled tail. Tanner let go of the tiger as he took a step back and looked into his eyes, the husky's hazel gaze brooding with troubled thoughts as he searched for answers. Jesse couldn't help but speak out. "Tanner," he said, choking up, fear clouding his mind as a rumbling built up in the distance. The rumbling sounded close to lightning, if lightning had gotten into a fight with a garbage disposal and a lawnmower. "Tanner, what is going on?" "Run," the husky said turning around. "Get into the cafeteria and hide. It won't be safe for you out here." The husky's voice had changed. It was deeper, more confident as if he were in complete control of the situation. He sounded very much like he did in his dream. He nodded unsure what to do, and headed off for the Buck Center, chips of mulch flying underneath his foot paws as he let fear devour his mind. Tanner looked back over his shoulder at the fleeing tiger, constant thoughts pervading his mind. He didn't know how Jesse wasn't affected by the Ingycyclos sphere, but he didn't have time to worry about it at the moment. As long as he was safe, he could figure it out later. For the moment he had a demon to destroy. As if right on cue a gigantic dark black mass dropped from the sky and plummeted into the ground in the middle of campus. Shockwaves or air and debris pulsed out as the monolithic mass made its landing. Tanner was pushed back a couple of feet as he put his paws in front of his muzzle to block his face from flying debris. He smirked and muttered to himself, "Time to begin this. Terrayus!" He extended his right arm and closed his paw around an imaginary object. A split second later and an emerald colored shaft appeared in his paw. The pole was connected to a massive battle axe that looked as if it could chop through a stack of cinder blocks, no problem. The blades on the ax shimmered green against the razing sun, and the chime of metal drifted through the husky's ears as he hoisted the battle axe over his right shoulder, both paws clenching along the shaft. The black mass wobbled around like petroleum jelly, or a bowlful of licorice jello. Streams of the black slickness shot from all sides and as they looped and swirled about, a makeshift form could be spotted in the middle of the dancing slime. The figure took on a female wolf, except for it being completely made out of black slime. And the fact that it had six arms and spikes sticking every which way out of its back. Each of the arms was groping at the air, flexing and closing its talon-like hands as it took a step forward, leaving a glob of slime as a footprint. One of the arms extended towards Tanner, and a tar like substance shot out of the arm. The canine dodged it with ease and darted towards the creature that stood amidst the slime carousel. He didn't get too far as flying sludge hit him, clinging to his body and hardening to a rock formation around the husky. His arms bound to his side, the axe fell to the ground and then dissipated in a puff of green smoke. "I'm so sorry, Servant," a strangled feminine voice radiated from the black wolf -like demon. "But the time of the fur has come and gone. Demons shall rule in your stead and in our rampage we shall send this planet spiraling towards the brink of tumult. And there's nothing you can do." Tanner just sighed and shook his head from side to side. "It's the same with all you demons," the canine said as a figure darted behind demon bitch. "You always underestimate the true power of the Servants of the Earth. And, like those before you, that shall be your undoing." The lake next to the Buck center rose up in a massive tidal wave like formation and came rushing down in a high pressured stream that was stronger than a fire hose. The figure was assaulted by the stream of water and was knocked to the ground. As she fell, so did the vortex of sludge around her and Tanner. The husky simply flexed and the hard glob binding him crumbled away. "Terrayus" the husky called again, and in a faint glow of green light, the battle axe once again appeared, carried over Tanner's right shoulder. Faster than lightning he swung that blade down, crashing it into the form of the demon on the ground, black sludge flinging in all directions. Melody appeared right next to Tanner, an aqua blue longbow held on one shoulder. The bow was near transparency, and seemed to be made of water held into place. Tanner looked over to her and asked "A seventh class? Are you sure? That was a little easy for a..." That was about as far as he got before all of the black slime shot up from the ground and formed into a big black ball floating over the school. Melody shot a withered glance towards the canine. "You just had to ask, didn't you?" Spears of darkness shot from the ball towards the pair and they ducked and dodged as they ran this way and that, trying not to get skewered by their enemy. Tanner held his battle axe sideways and chanted, "Ancient rock of our Mother Earth, open up to devour our foes." He slammed the axe down into the ground and cried out "Grave Robber". A crack started from where the axe hit and ran along the ground until it was directly underneath the black sphere. Then countless pillars of earth and stone shot up from the ground piercing the ball from all directions. However, the mass of slime was unaffected by the merciless attack and the pillars of earth crumbled to the ground. The dragon smirked as she whispered, "My turn". The dragon held out her bow and drew back the string. Particles of water started to gather and form up into an arrow which she released upon sludge ball. Countless arrows in a matter of seconds, and not one of them did any damage to the oozing liquid mass. Suddenly the sphere started to spin and as it did so globs of slime flew off in all directions, speckling the ground with puddles of tar. "Hah, after all that and you still missed?" Tanner boasted out, thumping a paw on his chest as he hoisted the axe in his other paw. Melody nudged him and pointed to the nearest puddle of goo. A limb started to emerge, followed by another and then a body. "Oh shit." The husky said as he backed away and looked to the other puddles. Creatures climbed out from the substances, creating their bodies from the puddles that littered the landscape. "Oh shit is right," Melody agreed as she drew back another condensed arrow on her liquid string." "Move over amateurs," Zach scoffed as he came into view, metal gauntlets attached to his arms and metal greaves attached to his legs. Both sets of metal were alight with fire, although it didn't seem to bother him any. He zipped this way and that, and any sludge monsters that got in the fox's way were introduced to burning kick or a flaming punch. When the flames collided with the creatures, they seemed to dry up into a withered skeleton as thought they were void of any moisture. When the fox got near enough the sphere of sludge, he jumped, (and I mean really jumped, as in flew), and as he neared ball in mid air, he clasped his flaming gauntlets together and chanted in a rough voice, "Fires of Heaven, flow through my veins, and incinerate my foe to oblivion. Infernal Torment!" A line of diagonal fire pierced the sphere from the top left to the bottom right, and four gigantic swords of flame plummeted all around the floating entity of slime. The swords then rotated around in a vortex of fire, trapping the ball of slime in the eyes of the spiraling inferno. Then in the blink of an eye, Zach picked up each of the flaming swords and made a quick slash with each one. After which the whole flaming vortex collapsed around the sphere, burning up all the moisture in the air and within the sludge sphere. Zach landed back on the ground in a rolling spin. "Showoff," Tanner said, trying to tend to his own bruised ego. The fox just smirked and walked away towards the Buck Center as the withered ball of dried up sludge crashed into the ground breaking apart. Tanner and Melody walked off after the fox towards the cafeteria, leaving behind the remains of the demon. When they approached the doors, Jesse ran out to meet them. It was evident to the other furs that the tiger was startled and scared, having no idea what was going on. Tanner put his paw on his head. "This is going to take some explaining to do," he thought to himself. Jesse darted forward and grabbed Tanner around the middle, hugging tightly as the canine petted the feline's head and comforted him. Tanner opened his muzzle to speak but found the urge to let out an "Ughh..." as a spike rammed through his back, nearly missing piercing the tiger. Jesse let go as he stared in horror at the protrusion, and all the husky could do was fall to his knees and look down at the black sludge-like spike that jutted from his upper chest cavity. The husky crumpled to the ground, living in what he thought to be his last moments. Blood started to pool around Tanner as the husky could make out the faint sounds of Jesse crying. Melody and Zach were witness to the assault and managed to move in time so as not to get hit as well. Jesse kneeled down and cradled his mate's head. The fox and the dragon engaged the creature that emerged from within the sphere they thought they had destroyed. The black sludge like wolf was back and she kept firing projectiles from her back. The tiger's vision started to dim as Tanner's life was ebbing away, and the feline felt the stinging tears trickle from his eyes as his vision nearly faded out all together. Jesse could still hear the fighting going on in the background, and he could sense what was happening, but all he saw was a white blank space, with a single creature dressed in purple and pink. The vixen walked towards where Jesse was crouched over Tanner, her indigo eyes piercing the tiger to his core. "It is time," she said in a faux Jamaican accent. "T..time for what?" Jesse asked, recognizing the vixen as the fortune teller from his dream. "Time for you to awaken, child. To take your place as da Servant of Light. It is your destiny." Jesse looked down at the dying canine before him. "Can you save him?" he asked pleadingly, orange eyes looking up into indigo ones. "Not I," the vixen replied, "but if you awakened your true power then it is possible." "Then tell me. How do I awaken?" The vixen presented a sword as if from nowhere. It was the same guardless long sword from his dream. She offered the hilt to the feline. "It is time. Not only for you. But for the other chosen ones to arise, and play their parts. Eight elements guide the laws of Nature, and eight servants must venture forward. A sibling, a human, a thief and a traitor. They await their call. It is up to the awakened Servants to seek them out and close down the portals at the Shrines. Otherwise, all furs are doomed." Though the tiger didn't understand what the hell the vixen was saying, one thing was clear. He could save his mate by becoming a servant, or whatever that was. He grasped the handle of the sword and at that point, he awoke. During Jesse's chat with the fortune teller, Zach and Melody were not doing so well against the demon. Bleeding from countless places they had trouble breathing as the demon wolf shaped her six arms into sludgy blades and sprinted forward for the kill. A piercing flash of brilliant white light erupted, followed by a shrill shriek erupting from the demon. In front of the fox and the dragon, stood the tiger. Only he was glowing with a white light, his eyes devoid of any color. In his right paw he held a long sword, covered in black sludge from where he cut off three of the demons arms in a swipe. He extended his left arm towards the black creature and uttered out "Fall before the light". The glowing feline flexed his paw and a great flash of light erupted from thin air, disintegrating the demonic form and all of the sludge. And when the light faded, so did the glow around Jesse. The sword fell out of his paws and vanished into a puff of white smoke. And he fainted, devoid of any energy; he fell and collapsed on the ground. And then the darkness took him.