Student Housing
If you don't like gay furry sex or mild swearing and you really love to sue people, don't read this story. Otherwise, enjoy!
"If you need anything, money or whatever, you will call us, right?" James sighed.
"Of course I will Mum, stop worrying," he said, shoving a new set of pans into a cupboard.
"Those don't go in there," his mother said, carefully putting different spices in another cupboard. James laughed, pulling them back out and putting them in the one his mother was pointing at.
"How would you know, it's my kitchen."
"Not just yours," she replied. James had just finished applying to go to university when he realised what a commute it would be getting there every day from where he lived, so they had very quickly gone out looking at student lodgings. They'd found a nice block of houses, each containing between three and four small double rooms, with a shared conjoined kitchen and sitting room, two showers and two toilets. James' room was rather small, the dismally thin coat of paint flaking off the walls, with only two single beds, one for him and his roommate, whereas the 6ft white husky was used to a queen-size, something he found rather ironic. He had recently come out as gay, and everyone in his family knew, except his father. Somehow he didn't think that the older male would take it as well as his mother and older brother and sister, and since they no longer lived together, his parents separating when he was around 8 years old and him now being 18, he didn't really share much of an emotional bond with his father, and so had decided he didn't need to know.
"Well, you're all unpacked upstairs," his brother said, padding down from the top floor, "You've got the bed next to the window, just like you wanted, and yours is the desk on the left and the wardrobe next to it. Anything else you need?" James shook his head.
"Nope, I think we're pretty much done. So are you two sticking around for a while?" His brother grinned.
"Doubt it. Rachel is coming back for the weekend," he said, licking his lips, "and unlike you, your big bro knows how to enjoy a nice lady." James laughed,
"Yeah, but unlike you, I know what they want." Tom threw a soft punch at his shoulder, knocking James back a few steps.
"Whatever, we're off. See you soon bro." James walked his family back to the drive and waved his mother and brother off as they drove off down the road, tuning back to the little student village and heading for his house. He smiled slightly as a faint breeze picked up, ruffling his fur gently. He murred slightly as it passed over his bare sheath. He had never been one for clothes, unlike most furs. It was perfectly legal for furs to walk around naked of course, but most found it disturbing to be in public in nothing but their fur. James, however, relished it. He liked his body the way it was, and he wasn't ashamed of it, so he just never took to clothes. Plus, that meant he never got socks for Christmas.
When he got back to his new place, he went back into the kitchen, his stomach growling a little.
"Maybe a snack, or should I make something?" he thought to himself, looking through the cupboards. His gaze settled on a chocolate brownie mix, and he grinned. "Looks good," he thought to himself, snatching it out of the cupboard and reading the instructions under his breath. "Blah blah blah, sachet contents, butter, water, blah bah blah, twenty minutes." He shrugged and started mixing the brownies, and fifteen minutes later he was looking through the little oven door, smiling to himself as he watched the brownie mixture settling, the little bubbles at the side getting less and less frequent, meaning the dough was firming up. He looked up, his ears perked as he heard the front door open, and a loud ruckus coming from the hallway. A moment later, the kitchen door burst open, four other furs walking in; a Doberman, a black Labrador, a Golden Retriever and a Dalmatian.
James gulped; they were all huge. They looked as if they had spent their entire lives in the gym, the Dobie was the largest, his rippling muscles and biceps visibly tearing his tank top and shorts slightly, easily 7 feet tall. The Retriever and the Labrador were slightly smaller, their muscles no less impressive however, and finally a very finely toned, lithe Dalmatian, just slightly taller than James himself. Without even noticing the husky crouched in front of the oven, the Dobie walked over to the fridge, pulling out a six pack of beer and throwing them individually to his friends, snagging one for himself and putting the last two back in the fridge.
He raised his can, opening it quickly, and shouting "Happy Birthday Zack!" before chugging it down, the other furs doing the same, all except the Golden Retriever, who was grinning widely. A moment later, however, his grin faded as he sniffed the air, the scent of chocolate greeting his senses. Looking towards the oven, he saw James crouching there, and beyond him a tray of brownies just finishing cooking.
"Hey guys," he said, setting his beer down on the coffee table, "I think that new roommate Dex was telling us about has arrived," he said, pointing towards the kitchen area. The other furs all turned to see James getting back on his paws and dusting off his knees.
"Hi there," he said, smiling slightly, "I'm James. Er...you guys like brownies?" he asked shyly, reaching down and opening the oven door, the smell of warm chocolate oozing out.
The Doberman turned to the Dalmatian, licking his lips.
"Yummy," he said, grinning. The Dal grinned back, noticing the other's eyes straying over James' naked form.
"What, the brownies or the chef?" he whispered, receiving another, even wider grin.
"We sure as hell do," the Labrador said, walking forwards and shaking the much smaller husky's paw, making James wince as his fingers were crushed slightly. "I'm Dex," the Lab said, "And this is Zack," he pointed to the Golden furred canine, "Kyle and Toby," he finished, pointing at the Doberman and Dalmatian respectively. "Sorry we didn't see you there, we were a little preoccupied. It's Zack's birthday today, and I wasn't expecting you to show up for a few more days. Sorry the place is a bit of a mess, or...was..." Dex stopped slowly, noticing how clean the kitchen was compared to how they'd left it. "Did you tidy up or something?" he asked James.
The husky nodded.
"Yeah, it was no problem, I just like a clean space when I cook is all. Oh, speaking of which," he started, putting on his oven gloves and bending down to get at his brownies.
"Hey Dex," the Labrador heard someone whisper. He turned round to see Kyle bending Toby over slightly, miming spanking his rump and then pointing at the bent over husky, grinning, the other dogs grinning too.
"Fuck off," Dex mouthed back at them as James straightened back up and set the tray on the counter, cutting it into pieces with a large kitchen knife, then putting all the brownies on a plate. He turned back to Dex, holding them out,
"Would you like one?" he asked nervously. Dex nodded, taking a brownie as James moved past him, offering them to the other canines. As he did, he noticed Kyle taking an overwhelming interest in the new arrival.
"Greedy bastard," he thought, noticing he still had a paw resting on Toby's shoulder, "Well this one is mine," he thought to himself, munching his brownie vigorously.
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A few hours later, James was sat on the couch in the sitting room, in between Kyle and Toby, slightly drunk and a fresh can of beer being pressed into his paw by the insistent Doberman. They had long since finished the brownies and had moved on to ordering a huge pizza delivery, which Kyle paid for, giving the pony that delivered it a huge tip and receiving a wink from the Golden Retriever when he saw how impressed James was.
"So," the Dobie began, carrying the pizzas back into the living room and opening a huge chicken pizza, handing the husky a huge slice whilst at the same time smoothly sliding his arm around him, the inebriated canine not noticing as he tried not to drop the hot pizza slice, "Which room are you staying in James?" Kyle finished, grabbing his own slice and taking half of it off with one huge bite, chewing noisily.
"Uh, well, I'm not sure," James said, trying to aim his own floppy slice towards his muzzle, "my brother unpacked for me. I think he said it was room four." Had he been paying attention he would have noticed the three larger canines cursing under their breath, whilst Toby grinned, wrapping a paw around James' shoulders.
"That's my room dog, looks like we'll be roomies this year." James didn't reply, having finally managed to rip a piece of pizza off his slice, gulping it down quickly as it started burning his mouth.
"That's hot!" he said, finishing his mouthful hurriedly. Toby grinned.
"You think so?" he asked, laying his other paw on the husky's thigh, inches from his sheath. James started to stutter a reply before the Dal cut him off, "Because, I think you're really cute, you know," he continued, leaning closer and nuzzling James' ear gently, stroking his paw along the husky's thigh, "And I'd love to take you out some time, if you'd like," he finished, giving the slightly murring husky's ear a gentle lick.
Dex and Kyle both jerked in their seats at this. They had been dropping subtle hints to the new arrival all evening, touching his paws and shoulders intimately whenever possible, the others just looking on as they played their game, wondering which of them would secure a date first, and then this. The frisky Dalmatian had just straight out asked him, even stroked him a little. Dex was seriously annoyed now, and he couldn't wait until he could get the smaller spotted canine alone to give him a piece of his mind.
"Oh, umm, sure," James said, blushing furiously, "I'd like that," he slurred as Toby gave his ear another lick, before he fell asleep right then and there, Toby catching his paws quickly and taking his pizza from him, stopping him from staining his white fur with tomato sauce.
"Awww," he said, giving the sleeping husky a little nuzzle, "I think the poor guy had a little too much to drink. Isn't he just adorable?" he said mockingly, turning back to his friends.
"What the hell dude, I've been flirting with this pup all night," Dex said, making sure James was really out of it first.
"Yeah right; he was so mine," Kyle countered.
"Like you even really want him. You just like getting your rocks off 24-7, and you've got Toby for that, no offence pal," he said, turning to the Dal. Toby shrugged,
"None taken," he said, stroking James' headfur.
"Well so do you," Kyle said, "Hell, we all like Toby's company every now and then. Even Zack had him a few times when he broke up with Jennifer." Toby grinned, winking at the blushing Retriever.
"And that's exactly why I want him," Toby said, "You guys always come to me the moment you feel an itch in your dicks, and don't deny it," he said when Dex opened his muzzle to argue, "And you always take me any way you want, and pound me til I can't feel my legs. Well what about me, huh? When do I get my turn on top? Never; not with you guys being the size you are. Which one of you would bend over for a guy like me, huh?" he asked, watching them for a moment as not one of them argued back. "Exactly, and I don't blame you, you're dominant furs, always will be. But this guy," he said, turning back to the sleeping husky, his head now laid on the Dalmatian's chest, "He's different. He's so obviously a sub, and I've finally got the chance to be the big dog for a change. I'm not passing that up," he said, now standing and hefting the smaller husky into his deceptively strong arms. "If you wanted him, you should have just asked him; but too late, he's going out with me and I'm gonna make sure it works out, because you guys may enjoy passing me around like the pack bitch, and I'm used to it; hell, I love it, but there's no way you're doing that with James," he finished, walking out of the room and up the stairs.
A moment later, Dex walked over to the bottom of the stairs, shouting up to the spotted dog,
"Hey Toby, be in my room in ten minutes will ya? Seeing you getting all manly like that really got me going for a minute," he said, groping the front of his shorts.
"And when you're done there, I'll be waiting for ya across the hall," the Dobie shouted, grabbing himself another beer. Toby sighed resignedly.
"Fine," he said, "But use the good lube this time guys, my ass was chafing like crazy with that cheap stuff."
"Um, Toby?" Zack called nervously.
"Sure Zack, right after I'm finished with Kyle. Anything for the birthday boy," Toby called out, walking into his room and settling James down in his bed, tucking him in and giving him a little kiss on the nose before heading off to Dex's room.
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And there you go, first chapter of a new series. Don't worry, I will eventually finish STAO, i didn't realise so many fursliked it that much. Anyways, let me knnow what you think of this new series, maybe even give me some ideas for subsequent chapters if you want. Thanks for reading guys.