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"Helping Others"

Winter Break, two weeks with no classes. A light snow had started off Adam's vacation, which had steadily grown heavier over the following three days. By the time Monday had rolled around on the mouse's first week off, the city was packed in snow and ice, making travel difficult if not impossible for long distances.

The sun was behind the clouds, illuminating the streets in a gray, overcast afternoon. Adam wore a red overcoat with a yellow scarf wrapped around his muzzle. It still didn't filter out the mist coming off his breath as he made his way down Market Street. His hands were also tightly underneath his arms as he tried to keep himself warm to the frigid air blowing hard against his body. He didn't feel like going into work today, he just wanted to turn over and wrap himself in his blanket this morning and lose himself to the wintry weather, but his rent needed to be paid, and unlike when he lived with his mother, he needed to try and be more responsible about things. The light escaping through the clouds reflected off the ground, sending shocks of glare into Adam's eyes. He turned onto third in a bit more hurried of a pace as he realized it was already quarter past nine.

Pushing the door to the corner coffee shop open, he was greeted with a sudden blast of warmth across his face and he quickly tugged off his scarf.

"Adam! It's about time you showed up!" The burly bear behind the counter was none other than his manager Joey, who was already grinding his claws at the wood over his tardiness.

Adam checked the clock, it was still about seven minutes until he was due in. "Morning, boss." He said, trying to remain cheerful. "Tough day?" He looked around to see only a couple of patrons at the tables, but the drink bar was an absolute mess.

Joey rolled his eyes. "I'm telling you, I may have to see if you can come in earlier. Seven to nine is such a pain in the ass." He saw a couple of the people in the lobby look at him. "Yeah? I cussed, fuck you!" He snarled. One of the customers even stumbled toward the door and exited.

"You know what I keep saying about your temper, boss man." Adam sighed as he came around the corner and grabbed his apron. "You're going to run off all your customers if you keep blasting off like that.

The bear shrugged. "Oh let me worry about that."

"And I'm not late." Adam said. "I'm seven minutes early."

"Early is on time, on time is late." Joey said. "I consider fifteen minutes 'early'" He smirked. "Honestly, I don't know why I keep you around."

"Because you run off everyone else?" Adam suggested.

The bell at the front door rang. "That's your customer. I'm going for a smoke break." Joey said as he brushed past Adam on his way toward the back door.

"That habit'll kill you!" Adam warned, getting a dismissive wave from the bear who vanished through the door as Adam walked up front. "Good morning, how can I hel--Douglas!" Adam was surprised as the canine lifted his eyes and smirked at the mouse.

"Hey there, kid." He said, resting his arms on the counter. "Thought I'd come by, I'm just passing through town today."

"Well, it's good that you did. What can I get for you?"

"Frozen chai tea." He said. "Hold the whip cream though, I've gotta watch my figure."

"Don't mind if I watch it too." Adam said as he keyed in the order and added his fifteen percent discount. "Frozen tea on a frigid day like this?"

"What can I say?" Douglas said, putting a five on the counter. "I'm a rebel." Adam turned around and started to mix the drink ingredients. "Oh hey, do you know some guy named Reggie Thompson?"

Adam paused for a moment before pouring the tea and ice into the mixer and turned it on. "Jeeze that name brings back memories." He said. "Haven't heard it in like four years. Why?"

"Well, he's on my campus." Douglas shrugged. "He'd mentioned your name, and I told him I knew you, he asked about getting in touch, but I figured I'd ask you first."

"Huh." Adam exclaimed a moment as he finished the drink and topped it, putting it in front of the jackal. "Well, Reggie is... or really was one of the meanest bullies in my high school career. That is, if we're talking about the same guy..."

"Rhino? Big, burly, beastly guy?" Douglas asked.

"That's him."

***

"I was a sophomore when I first met him, I'd just moved into the area after my dad died. Mom and I were just hoping to start a new life, and it was when I had learned about my survival instincts. I was sixteen..."

I was still trying to blink the sleep out of my eyes, I had been up since almost four in the morning. I watched the hustle and bustle of students as they paraded the halls even before the dawn sun cast its light over the campus outside. It was oddly cold this morning, and I had stifled my share of yawns.

"Hi, Adam." I heard a voice from behind me and turned to see a female mouse standing behind me, she had short, tan and brown fur and a bright pink tail that distended from underneath her flowery purple skirt. She wore a matching sweater and from what I could tell, she had a light yellow blouse underneath it. To call her "mousy" would have been pretty redundant, I had a feeling she was trying to get me to notice something obvious about her.

"H-hi, Cassie." I said, pushing the center of my glasses up on my nose a bit. "So, new haircut?" I guessed, noticing that her dark brown hair was curled and freshly permed as it draped over her shoulders.

She clutched her books, I could smell the scent of pheromones coming off of her. I knew she was attracted to me, but I didn't have the courage to work up that I didn't feel the same way. "Maybe." She giggled. "Do you notice something else about me?" She batted her eyes... her eyes no longer under the magnification of large goggle-like glasses, of course.

"Oh, you look good without your glasses!"

She swayed and blushed. "Well it's about time you noticed, Adam Rowe." She said. "You really like me without them?"

"Are you kidding? If my eyes weren't so sensitive I would've gotten rid of 'em long ago!"

"I don't think you should get rid of your eyes, Adam." She joked with me. "I like looking at them."

"Oh." I blushed at my misspoken words. "Right. You do?"

"Mmhmm." She said. "So, you taking Drama again this year?" She asked.

It was the first day of the semester, I hadn't even really thought about sharing my class information with her. Cassie and I had been friends for so long that we always tried to squeeze into the same classes, the thought that struck me broke my heart slightly. "Oh... no, I didn't even think--" I looked up to see her cheery smile fading. "I took Spanish for my second elective." I explained. "I can't get into college without two credits in a foreign language."

"Oh... I wish you would've told me then. But you are taking art history for your other elective right?"

The smile returned to my face. "You know me too well. Next year, we'll take Spanish together, how about it?"

She immediately seemed perkier. "Great! So who do you have for home room?"

I pointed behind me to the door, dark and locked. "Mrs. Miller again." I sighed. "I swear, that woman's going to follow me until I graduate."

Mrs. Miller was the home economics teacher, a very stern old badger who moved around surprisingly nimbly on a cane, which she had a propentency to use to hurry kids along into her class. Leaving her class however, proved to be no problem. She was both my home room and my home ec. teacher as a Freshman, now it seemed she'd gotten me in her home room again.

I stood up with a bounce, hopping from the seat I was standing on and then felt what felt like a wall running into me. I stumbled and fell to the ground, barely hearing a deep voice yelling at me. "HEY! What the hell do you think you're doing, Freshman?" He sounded off.

I looked up and saw the biggest rhino I'd ever seen standing over me; not like I had seen many in my life, but he definitely looked the part. He wore a red and white letterman's jacket that stretched across his massive torso and underneath it was a black jersey with a white tanktop under that. His jeans were shredded near his ankles but fit fairly loosely on him. I didn't recognize him, I hadn't had the misfortune, but I did know his name.

"Erm. Hey, you're Reggie right?" I asked as I stood up and brushed my pants off, abruptly the beast grabbed my jacket by the collar and hoisted me inches off the ground, pinning me against the pillar I was just sitting next to.

"Listen, queer-bait." He snorted in my face, his grip tightening around my collar. "You need to apologize when you get in someone's way, you got it? Now what'dya gotta say to me?"

I was trembling, my heart was pounding. I was sure I'd be receiving a pounding as well. I could barely breathe as I responded. "Y-yes..." I whimpered. "I'm so-sorry..."

"Leave him alone you big, dumb ox!" Cassie was standing up for me, but careful to maintain her distance. "You ran into him, you should be the one apologizing."

"Oh look boys, queer-bait's got himself a pretend girlfriend." He scoffed as he shoved her back with his boot, knocking her to her butt.

"Le-leave her... alone." I said sternly.

Reggie immediately glared at me. "WHAT did you say?!" He was breathing heavily but I could see his eye twitch a little.

"I said... leave her alone." I repeated, trying to sound more confident as my hands grappled at his tree-trunk wrists, not even getting all the way around them. "Just walk away, you've made your point." I could feel my legs dangling under me.

"Huh." Reggie looked legitimately confused for a moment before finally releasing me, making me drop to the ground, gasping for air. "Guess he's right. He's learned his lesson." He laughed, while the two friends who had come up behind him laughed as well and they walked on down the hall.

"Are you alright?!" Cassie asked as she helped me back to my feet. "I'm surprised they didn't do any more, those guys are just nasty bullies."

"Yeah. Well, I guess sometimes bullies can back down too." I said.

"Come on! Come on! Move it, ladies!" Coach Moore blew his whistle, his rabbit ears flinched and bounced together with the strain of the blow as the class made another lap around the track. He was expecting five miles; fourteen laps around, and my legs were on fire from the stress.

A few of the students had already dropped to walking and talking amongst themselves, but being as hard headed as I was, I didn't want to give up so easily. Things were going along well until I noticed Reggie and one of his feline cronies catching up to me.

"Yeah, c'mon lady. Lift those legs." Reggie teased.

"Put your back into it!" The lion on my other side chortled.

Suddenly, my right foot was blocked by the lion's foot, which propelled me forward. I hit the ground shoulder first and rolled over flat onto my back. The two of them laughed loudly as they continued on as if nothing happened. I felt the world spinning around me until I felt myself getting lifted up to a seated position by Moore, who put his hand on my back and patted me. "You alright, Rowe?" He asked and then glared at the bullies still laughing. "Think that's funny?" He shouted. "Here's something you'll find hilarious; Thompson! Regal! Your asses are going to be staying here running laps until the end of the day!" Both of them suddenly didn't look amused. "Oh, don't think that's funny anymore? You'll be doing it 'till the end of the week!"

"Coach!" The lion objected.

"Don't even start, Regal. You could have seriously hurt him!"

Samson Regal; it was the first time I'd heard his name, albeit by his last name... but it's one I wouldn't forget. True to his word; neither Samson or Reggie were in the locker room while the rest of us were changing, instead, the pair were running laps around the gym. It was a full period before school would end, and if I hadn't left my sunglasses, I wouldn't have had any reason to come back.

I had entered the hall outside the locker room as Samson emerged, he glared and shoved me aside with his shoulder, but we didn't even exchange a glance, I could feel his eyes burning at me. I shoved the door open to the locker room and the sound of water running hit my ears. Reggie hadn't left yet. I took a short breath as I walked past the shower room, trying to avoid looking in to see him standing there facing the wall. The smell of the room was overpowering, I could really pick up the musk and sweat that the pair of them had obviously poured into the room after their workout. My fingers nimbly worked at the lock, but I fumbled a couple of times, nervous that Reggie would catch me here and beat the hell out of me for his punishment. The coach had gone for the day, the halls outside were empty, no one would hear him scream for his life.

Finally, I had gotten my lock unlatched and I tugged it off the door just as a pair of massive hands grabbed me by the shoulders and threw me hard into the lockers beside me. "AHH!" I cried out as Reggie's large hand grabbed my chest, pinning me against the cold locker.

"The fuck're you doing here?" He said. "Don't you think you got me in enough trouble, queer-bait?"

"P-please stop calling me that?" I asked, so nervous I wasn't sure what else to say. My heart was pounding hard, my hands were trembling so badly that the locker doors they were pressed against started rattling some.

"Wh-what?" He responded curiously.

"Queer-bait." I answered. "Stop... stop calling me that."

"I'm... I'm not queer, quit calling me that." He said.

I raised my eyebrows in confusion, I could feel his hand shaking too. "I didn't..."

Reggie was rapidly inhaling, he was smelling my scent. Obviously he should have been able to pick up the sheer terror on my breath, but the more he sniffed, the stranger his attitude got. "I w-want... you to quit calling me that..."

"I didn't. I want you to quit calling me that." I explained, growing curiouser on his erratic behavior.

"Oh... right..." He said, his eyes were a bit slow to respond when he blinked. His grip was still tight on my collarbone had loosened somewhat as he pondered the conversation. "What were we talking about again?"

I remembered my biology class from last year, where different animals had defenses against threatening species. My body had been sweating out some powerful smells each time Reggie had responded in my favor. I decided to put it to the test, and quickly brought my arm up alongside the rhino's face. "We were talking about you not beating me up. I'm not a threat to you."

Reggie's eyes glanced at my arm, and he gave a hesitant sniff of my wrist before looking back at me. I'd noticed that Reggie hadn't even gotten dressed, he was still dripping wet from his shower and he'd barely tied his towel on, which dangled precariously around his waist. I began to understand my situation; some sort of a survival instinct had kicked in that tied to my scent. I moved my hand some, and watched him return his attention to it. His eyes fluttered as they blinked and he followed my movement without fail. His body rose, then fell and I admired its enormous musculature. His nearly v-shaped frame almost defied his species, and as I placed my hand on his thick bicep I saw him shudder. "We were talking about what you want." I said softly. "What do you want, Reggie?"

"I... I don't know..." He said, his eyebrows furrowed down in confusion. "What was I saying?"

I looked downward and I could see a massive bulge forming on his crotch, the cloth coming apart at his leg getting bigger and bigger. He seemed to twitch a bit as I reached for his towel and tugged it, causing it to drop to the floor and his cock bounce to life. "I think you were saying how sorry you were to treat me like you did." I said, running my fingers along the shaft, which was already thickening and beginning to drip its white precum. I blushed a bit, it was my first time touching one other than my own. There was so much fluid pulsing from the tip that my hands were already getting wet with it. "You wanted to offer yourself to me, didn't you?"

His hand loosened from my chest and he stared at me, genuinely confused. "Oh... yeah..." He said. "Wh-what do you want me to do?"

I knew I had to be assertive about this, I had him in my power. I guess I wasn't the only one he should be calling 'queer' was I? I pushed him by his shoulder and he gasped as he fell back against the lockers, catching himself before he fell. "I think we should put your lips to use, right?" I said as I groped him. His heavy balls would definitely cause a mess, I wanted to be sure I was done with him first. I stood upright, and Reggie caught on, he unbuttoned my shirt first, exposing my white colored chest, his thick fingers petted my fur down to my pants and he unbuttoned that too as he sank to his knees. He tugged my briefs down in the front, and I didn't even have enough time to react before I felt his tongue twirl around my cock. I shuddered and let out a groan I couldn't control. I hadn't realized how sensitive I was as I watched the hulk of muscle grab my back and pull my entire shaft into his mouth. I could feel it twitch and shoot off a couple of shots of precum. He gasped and parted his lips momentarily, I watched beads of white drool down his chin and he returned his mouth to work. His tongue was pretty talented, I doubted that it was his first time. It dragged along my balls and tugged them up into his maw, he briefly sucked and then let each one drop heavily back into place. I grabbed his head with one hand and generously thrust myself into his mouth then backed out again. His muscles tensed up under the grip of my other hand and then relaxed again. He was breathing so heavily through his mouth it was like a radiator was giving me a blow job.

It felt good; too good, in fact, I had to push him back quickly before I began to coat his esophagus with my jizz. I was trembling and breathing heavily. "Oh man... that was too close." I panted. "Okay, get on the bench here, let me see your hot ass." I said, mentally enjoying my more assertive commands.

Obediently, Reggie stood up and tossed his towel onto the bench in front of the lockers. He straddled it like a porn star it really turned me on how he swayed his waist out and he laid on the bench. His balls and cock laid behind him some and he rested on his elbows, exposing every inch, every curve of his ass. I'd only imagined how it would be before, but having it pressed toward me, the musk coming off of it made me rock hard. I dragged my tongue along his flesh, grappling his cheeks with my hands and spreading them apart. I could hear Reggie moan softly as he rocked his hips forward, eluding my tongue for a moment until I firmed my grip to make him hold still. My saliva was drooling down his crack and his tail was off to the side, tickling my ear a bit.

Plunging my tongue in was better than I expected; the twitch of his muscles spasming inside, the warm flesh tightening around my tongue and lips, I wanted to push in further, harder, faster. I felt his balls curl up under my chin as I brought my face down for another long circuit of his ass. Bringing it up again I brought my tongue to his ass again, thrusting it in even harder this time. He gave another unexpected moan and I could see he was clutching at the bench.

"I... like that sir." He whimpered. "Please, keep going..."

Amused, I obliged him because more than anything I wanted more myself. The deeper my tongue went, the more violently his muscles spasmed and the harder his cock sprang in my hand as I grappled with it.

I pulled my lips away, I was covered in saliva and sweat and my pants had fallen down to my knees at this point. "Lower." I commanded, watching as Reggie obedienly lowered his ass, giving me a better reach. I pressed my digits in and helped to stretch the hole a little more before pushing my own shaft inward.

"AHHH!" Reggie cried out as I thrust into him. I felt his feet bounce off the ground with the force of my lunge and he bit down on his towel.

"Nnnngh... back..." I said, grabbing his muscled torso and pulling him back toward me, making him sit up a bit more. I could see his cock from over his shoulder, the flesh had darkened from before and it was bouncing all over the place, streams of cum drooling from the tip and shooting against the towel. I was close too, I started to pant, starting to think my pheramones were emphasized by our rowdy love making. He grabbed my arm and smelled me again, huffing loudly as his body began to tighten.

"HRRRRAHHHHHH!" He cried out suddenly, his entire body seizing up as it began to climax. He twitched and grunted, unleashing a torrent of white that quickly coated his towel and began to cascade over the bench and onto the floor. That was enough to send me over too, and I joined in his climactic howl as I came hard into his ass. I pushed up and locked my body against his as the two of us twisted and twined together. I pushed him down onto the cum-soaked towel and watched as he began to lick at it. My shaft slipped out and spilled a few more shots over his ass, glazing it under the locker room's lights...

***

"Cassie was the only one I'd told about that." Adam said to Douglas, who now looked fairly fatigued and panting. "She didn't take it well for some reason."

"Probably because she liked you, you dolt." Douglas teased. "But damn that was a good story. I'll have to remember that one in the future." He paused. "So... Samson wasn't your first then?"

"Oh he was. He was the first one to pop my cherry. That happened a couple of months after, and dare I say that story might even top this one." Adam grinned. "So... getting back, Reggie wanted to see if I'd contact him?"

"Yeah." Douglas said. "He said you were his last desperate measure, that you might be able to help him with his issue... using your abilities to the advantage or something like that." He took a card from his pocket. "Here's his number, it's his cell phone, so he should pick it up."

"Yeah, thanks." Adam said, taking the card and slipping it into his apron.

Douglas checked his watch and cleared his throat. "Well, now I've got to go take a quick cold shower in the snow and then run. We'll have to get together again soon, though. How's this weekend looking?"

"We'll have to see." Adam admitted. "Nothing planned just yet."

"Alright then. See you around." Douglas said, taking the last half of his drink and walking out of the store with it.

Adam looked around to see that the other patrons in the shop were looking at him curiously. "What?" He asked, immediately causing the others to look away.

The rest of the shift went by slowly. Joey had returned from his smoke break and the pair managed to find the shift togeher before turning it over to the evening crew. Soon enough, Adam found himself walking down the street away from the store, staring at his phone in one hand and the card Reggie had passed along in his other. He'd spent most of his trip home staring between them, casually avoiding crowds that walked along the sidewalk, even the cold of the evening didn't phase him into realizing he'd left his scarf at the restaurant. By the time he looked up, he recognized the front stoop of his own apartment building. He brushed the snow off his shoulders and walked inside, inhaling the heated air and realizing exactly how cold it had been outside. He took the empty elevator to the third floor, and then down the hall until he stopped at his door before deciding what to do.

"Oh what the hell?" He asked himself as he jabbed the number into his phone while working his lock and opening the door.

After four rings, there was a click. "Hello?"

"Hey. Reggie." Adam said. "Heard you've been looking for me."

"Oh! Adam. Long time." He replied. "One second." He heard some muffled words in the background, along with a phrase of "come back later" before returning to the line. "How've you been?"

"I've been good." Adam admitted. "Douglas told me you were looking to get in touch."

"Yeah. I was amazed when he said he knew you, even mentioning your name brought back memories."

"Good ones, I hope."

"Right. Like the last time I called you queer-bait." He chuckled. "Hey, look. I'm really desperate for some help."

"What's up?" Adam asked as he pulled his shoes off and fell into the recliner in the center of his living room.

"Well, I volunteer to counsel kids convicted of crimes. These guys are mainly sixteen and seventeen years old. Good kids, just from bad walks of life. Anyway, I remembered how good a teacher you made yourself out to be, and I thought... you know, you could talk to them... just talk."

"Mmhmm." Adam said. "And I was the last one you thought of?"

"Hey. Don't blame me, I think you were the one that did that. I just thought you could help these kids out, that's all."

Adam sighed heavily into the phone and furrowed his eyebrows with his fingers. "Yeah, sure. I suppose I can help out. When and where?"

"Great! I'll email you the address, when'll be good for you?"

Adam had somewhat regretted setting up the meeting when he pulled into the parking lot at the "Mayberry Youth Center" the old, off-white tan building set itself apart from the more steel and chrome covered towers that surrounded it. It was surrounded by chain link fences, and Adam could see several teenagers playing basketball in the back. He pulled into a parking spot and got out of his car, locking it before making his way toward the door.

Leaving the parking lot, he saw a courtyard of sorts just out front, with a fountain and the letters MYC spelled out within the tile at the bottom. He came to the front door, which revolved around in place, and two doors on either side, labelled with 'Handicapped' signs. As he came inside he felt a nice rush of warm air and approached the front desk. The female behind the desk looked up at Adam and smiled politely.

"Hello, how can I help you?" She asked, placing her palms together and lacing her fingers over the top.

"Oh, I'm here to see Reggie Thompson." Adam said. "He's expecting me, my name is Adam Rowe?"

"Oh, yes. Mr. Thompson said you'd be coming by." She said cheerily and pointed toward the stairs. "He's up the stairs, and three doors down to your right."

"Thanks."

Pictures lined the wall of the floor as he made his way to the steps. As he climbed up, several motivational posters could be clearly seen, even from the lobby. Light poured in through a skylight at the top of the building, casting a natural daytime atmosphere to the entire office. Pictures of children and teenagers having fun continued on Adam's tour toward the third office. "Dr. R. Thompson" was tagged on the door, but Adam began having a hard time believing that his high school bully had so deeply turned his life around. Adam knocked on the door after a few moments of worried pondering.

"Come on in." A voice said from the other side, and the mouse stepped into the room.

The office was nicely laid out, the walls were a navy blue with a variety of plaques and pictures adorning them. The carpet was a striped, dark gray and red pad that felt soft under the mouse's feet, and in the chair behind his large knick-knack laid desk sat a large rhino.

Aside from his musculature, made clear by the short sleeved polo shirt he wore, and a hoop earring in his left ear, Adam barely recognized Reggie, who looked up and smiled at him. Reggie's ears fluttered, acknowledging Adam's entry and he smiled before standing up and reaching his arm out.

"Oh man, talk about a blast from the past." He said as Adam and he shook hands. He pulled a pair of nearly invisible specs off of his snout and tweaked his horn slightly. "Adam, how the hell are you?"

"I'm... doing okay--excuse me, I'm trying to find Reggie Thompson?" Adam said disbelievingly. "The Titan of Track and Field? The Quadracep Quarterback?"

"You know, I never did really get what they meant by that. Except the ones who gave me that nickname might have though I had a great ass." He joked. "It's good to see you."

"Yeah, you too." Adam said. "You really turned your life around, didn't you?"

"Three years in Juvie'll do that to you." Reggie said. "Remember? I was a Junior when I got arrested for armed robbery."

"Right. I remember hearing the report on that." Adam said.

Reggie smiled softly. "Since then I've been trying to turn things around. I couldn't get into the police department because of that little mishap, so... I decided to help out kids as troubled as I was."

Adam nodded. "That's a good thing to do. So, you said something about helping some kids out?"

"Yeah. Come on, I'll introduce you to them..." There was a knock at the door, which cut off Reggie's train of thought, and a young boy's head peeked in.

Due to the stripes along his nose, Adam could easily tell he was a cougar. He had a stubby snout with a pink colored nose and rather striking amber eyes. He radiated with hesitation upon seeing Adam and he tugged up the sleeve of his teal colored sweatshirt as he leaned in. "Uhm... Mr. Thompson..."

"Call me Reggie, Nick. I'm getting tired of saying that." Reggie sighed. "What's up?"

"S-so... some of the guys are wanting to play darts downstairs... but the girls from the west wing aren't wanting to leave us alone."

"Alright. I'll call Ms. Frill. She'll get it taken care of. Oh, Nick, I'd like you to meet a friend of mine. This is Adam." Reggie said introducing them. "He's going to be talking to you later, if that's alright."

"S-Sure..." Nick said before stepping back behind the door and disappearing. "Good to meet you." His voice said as it faded down the hall.

"Nice kid." Adam said, rolling his eyes a bit.

Reggie smiled partly. "Nick's the first of three kids I was hoping you'd speak with. Probably the only one not directly accused of a crime and sent to Juvenile Hall. He was sort of an unwilling accomplice of illegal gambling. See, Nick is a mathematics whiz, his big brother Jack decided to use him in counting cards. He'd told Nick that it was a game he wanted to play and planted a bug on him so Jack could play Blackjack. He assured the judges that Nick wasn't aware of what he was doing, probably one of the only really good things he did."

"Where is Jack now?" Adam asked.

"Jack's twenty-three. He was charged with a federal crime and sentenced to twelve years. Nick, while not charged directly was still involved in the crime and was given three hundred hours of community service over the course of three years, and mandatory outreach aid. Which is why he's here."

"What about his parents?"

"We haven't been able to get ahold of them. He said his dad ran off when they were kids, and his mom went to Vegas or something with a boyfriend two months ago and hasn't contacted them." He frowned. "We're starting to think the two of them were abandoned."

"That's terrible!" Adam said. "Well, I guess I can do whatever I can. What makes you think I can help them, anyway?"

Reggie shrugged. "Well. I guess, I don't know what it is. You helped me out a long time ago yourself. Of course that didn't happen until after the shit I went through." He took his glasses off and walked over to the door. "I-I guess you were the first guy to really open me up. That's all..." He looked out the door and down the hall. "You being here, it really brings back memories."

"Is that a good thing?" Adam asked from behind Reggie.

The rhino turned around to see Adam standing directly behind him. The surprise jolted Reggie, who leaned back against the door, which Adam applied pressure to in order to close it. "I-I think so..." Reggie stammered, suddenly nervous as he leaned back against the door. Adam smiled as he leaned against him, his crotch resting against Reggie's prominent bulge. "I..." His words were cut off by Adam's aggressive lips moving in and kissing him.

Adam could feel Reggie's body grow rigid, he inhaled sharply and let off a muffled moan. Reggie's heart was pounding so hard that the mouse could almost feel it beating in his own ears as his arms wrapped around the man and tugged up on his shirt slightly. He could feel Reggie shiver as the mouse's fingers touched his bare skin, it was clear he hadn't really been laid in a long time as his cock lurched against the front of his pants, begging to be released.

A knock at the door interrupted them, Adam drew back his ability some and pulled away from the rhino, who promptly opened the door. "Yes?" He said in a panicked, half-breathless word.

"Oh, Mr. Thompson, I thought you would be taking your friend around about now." A woman's voice said on the other side. "I was just leaving this notice on your door."

"Thanks." Reggie said. "If you're stopping downstairs, let the guys know I'll be down shortly." His voice trembled some but he maintained his composure.

"Are you alright in there?" The woman's voice asked. "What's going on?"

"Nothing..." Reggie lied. "We're just on our way out, I was just--catching up with Adam here."

"Alright then. Just call if you need anything." She said.

"No problem, I will." He said, quickly closing the door, he breathed heavily. "That was close."

"I'll say." Adam chuckled.

"I don't--don't know what it is." Reggie shrugged. "But when I'm with you it feels like the old days, doesn't it?"

"Yeah." Adam said with a smirk. "I guess it does."

"Well, we better head downstairs, Margaret there smells everything wrong in this office, if we don't leave, she'll suspect something."

He'd opened the door and led Adam out first, the mouse was somewhat disappointed; there was something that needed to happen soon, or he would get fairly anxious. He followed Reggie down the hall past the main stairs and into another hall. Opening another door, they found a set of stairs that descended downward. They followed those, emerging in a darker, carpeted room where groups of youths were playing. The two of them walked over to a small gaming area where Nick was playing darts with two others;

The first one was a red colored wolf, his pointed ears were endowed with three or four rings on each one. As they approached he turned his green eyes on them, he was wearing a red tanktop shirt, revealing a very well built pair of arms. Brands and scars littered the shoulder areas. "That's Jerome." Reggie explained.

"Man, fuck you, Thompson." He sniped.

"Hey. We talked about the attitude." Reggie warned him, Jerome took a drink of soda from his glass as Nick walked over and handed him a few darts. "He's from a broken family too, cops busted him trying to break into a pharmacy dispensary. He was sent to Juvie for six months, then got out on good behavior. He landed back in there two months later, this time for trying to rob a cabbie at knife point. How long did that get you the second time?"

"Two years." He said, not looking back as he tossed the darts into the board.

"Right. You'll be eighteen next month too. So I want you to at least try to heed Adam's advice."

"What are you supposed to be then? A psycho-whisperer?" The third one spoke up, he was different than the others in that he was a lemur. He had a tuft of black hair that fell over his eye, which were both a purple color that could barely be seen in the low lighting. He was dressed all in black and his nails also were painted the same color.

"No, never claimed to be." Adam said. "And I think this is the first time I've seen a goth lemur."

The lemur smiled, accentuating his black colored lips. "I'm Malcolm."

"Malcolm here is my star pupil." Reggie explained. "He's been here the longest, . What's it been now? Four years?"

"Almost five, doc."

"Malcolm here is also a certifiable genius. He's hacked the systems of seventeen different corporate computers in order to play pranks on them and wreck havoc before he was twelve years old."

"What can I say?" He chuckled confidently. "I'm just that good."

"Mmhmm. So good that it took three county SWAT teams to track you down and stop you." He said with a rolling of his eyes. "I'm so proud." He added with a deadpan sigh.

"You're Drillbot?" Adam asked, recognizing the exploits. "Damn, I read about your deeds back in high school. Pretty killer."

"Thanks."

"So, who did you want to speak to first?"

Adam watched as Jerome tossed his last dart to the board, hitting it so hard that the board actually shed a layer of dust on it. "Hey, red." He said, getting Jerome's attention.

"The fuck?"

"Sorry. You're not technically old enough for me." Adam joked. "Got a few minutes? We can use Reggie's office."

"Yeah. Whatever." He said as he stormed past them.

"A few minutes?" Reggie asked. "You sure that's going to be long enough?"

"Relax." Adam said under his breath. "How long did it take for you to practically rip my pants open after six years?"

The blush on the rhino's face was apparent. "Okay go on then."

"So. Jerome, you've had an attitude problem for a while huh?"

"Fuck you." Jerome said with a glare as he threw himself hard into the rigid backed black chair next to the mouse.

"I think we've already established that isn't going to solve anything." Adam said as he pressed his glasses up to the base of his muzzle and spoke calmly. "What's got you so angry all the time?" He saw the wolf clam up, his every muscle went tense as he stared at the mouse. "Well, don't worry." He said as he used his fingers behind himself to close the vent. "We've got all day to talk about it."

Jerome was breathing long and deep, it wouldn't be long before the smells of Adam's pheromones would get to him. After a few minutes, he suddenly spoke up. "Look, you ain't going to get anything out of me!" He exclaimed more dramatically than Adam expected, he nearly jumped out of his seat. "So just leave me the fuck alone!"

"Okay, for one thing... stop with the swearing." Adam said sternly. "We can obviously see that your parents have had a hard time on you."

"Don't talk about my parents." Jerome growled. "Ever!"

"Ooh. Soft spot." Adam admitted, placing his knuckle under his chin. "But I think we need to talk about them, sounds like we're hitting the root of the problem. Tell me about your parents, Jerome. How about your mom? What's up with her?"

"Nothing." Jerome said. "My mom's the sweetest woman in the world, I don't understand why she could stand to raise a broken kid like me." He frowned a bit. "I admire her for raising a little bastard like me."

"So, you don't know your father?"

"Not my real one." He shrugged. "Mom said he died back when I was a baby. She's had five "dad replacements" since I was a kid, and none of them have been what we'd call "ideal"." He said.

"But something happened with her latest boyfriend, huh?" Adam asked.

"Don't even go there."

"Too late, we're already here." Adam pushed. "She still with the same guy she was with three years ago when you first started getting in trouble?"

He let a hiss escape his lips and he scoffed at Adam. "Man, she's been with that bastard Jeremy almost ten years now." He said. "Out of all of her boyfriends, I would have preferred the one before him better." He paused and squinted. "Strangely I can't even remember his name. Guess how that's how it is."

"Does he hit you?" Adam asked, watching as Jerome cringed under the effects of his scent. "What happened, Jerome, I can't help you if you don't tell me."

"It doesn't matter. Mom kicked me out after."

"It matters to me, and to Mr. Thompson." Adam urged. "Come on, Jerome."

Jerome had tears in his eyes now, but he was good to hide them, Adam could only barely see them under the direct light above the desk. "It..." He sighed. "Fine. You want to know? Jeremy liked to hit me when he got drunk. He never touched mom, he knew she'd beat the living daylights out of him if she did... so he turned on me. One day, I caught him snooping around my room and I yelled at him for it." He put his hand to his chin. "Damn it hurt too. I didn't tell mom he'd dislocated my jaw, but she saw me beat him straight through my bedroom door. She... she didn't want to hear me out, and she told me that she couldn't care less if I left home as long as I didn't hurt her." He paused. "She suspected I'd hit her? Really?"

"And then on the streets you started getting into trouble."

"It's hard living on the street." He scowled. "I didn't touch the drugs I stole, I just sold them to people who would to pay for my room for the night. That's it."

"But you let the cops think you were?" Adam asked. "You shouldn't have done that."

Jerome shrugged. "I know... I guess I've always known that I shouldn't have stolen, I should have gone to someone... but shit. Now I'm going to be eighteen and--"

"And you'll be able to get on with your life." Adam said, waving his hand and watching as Jerome's eyes followed it. "Close your eyes." He watched as Jerome immediately obeyed. "I want you to remember the revelation you had, Jerome." He said. "It's not your fault, it's never been your fault. You need to stand up on your own now, and get a life you can claim as yours."

"But what if--" He was cut off by a shushing from the mouse.

"Go out, find a job doing something you like. The shelter here can always be your home until you end up on your feet. Even after you turn eighteen you can always rely on Reggie to help you, and to be your friend."

"I've... never had any friends before." He answered truthfully.

"Now. When I count down from five, I will snap my fingers." Adam said. "You won't remember the details of our conversation, but you'll remember the ideas we discussed. You need to have a fulfilling life, Jerome and you're the only person who can start it.

"You're... you're right." He said, his eyes lighting up for the first time since Adam had met him. He stared the mouse in the eyes and sniffed the air. "Do you smell something?"

"Not at all." Adam said, looking around nervously.

"Yeah. Yeah I do!" He said standing upright all of a sudden, making Adam jerk back in surprise. "It smells like hamburger! Oh man, I am really hungry for a hamburger right now!" He practically leapt over him on his way out the door. He nearly barrelled into Reggie as he burst through the door. "Hungry! Hungry!" He shouted demandingly as he shoved past him.

"What the hell was that?" Reggie asked.

Adam shrugged a bit. "I guess exposure to my abilities makes you hungry for more than just sex." He teased.

Reggie smiled a bit, but it faltered some, the smell was clearly beginning to affect him already from the confines of the doorway. "Erm... w-well, Nick and Malcolm are waiting downstairs for you to talk to them..."

"Mmhmm. And you came up to tell me that, because...?" Adam's smile widened some.

"Well... I thought you might need some help with Jerome, he's... ahm... he's a troubled k--GCK!" He grunted as he was suddenly jerked into the office and forcibly hurled upon his desk. Reggie's arms swung wide and he spilled a great deal of papers and trinkets onto the floor as Adam forcibly grabbed the rhino's ass through his pants. "W-wait... someone'll see!"

"Well you'll have to explain a thing or two if someone catches us, won't you?" Adam said as he reached down and grabbed the solid hunk of flesh through his trousers. "I bet you've been waiting for this all morning, haven't you?" His hand slid up the inside of Reggie's fly and unzipped it, only to feel a pair of boxers underneath, straining to contain the shaft. Adam purred a bit in delight as he tugged them down underneath and freed the cock that sprang forward, the wetness soaking the mouse's paw. "Oh yes. You have."

Reggie was moaning uncontrollably, trying to turn his nose and his face away from the scent that the mouse was giving off. He was laying practically horizontal across his desk, one leg scuffing against the floor as Adam used one hand to unfasten his button while the other held firmly with one finger pushing into the ass like a makeshift handle using a hidden strength to hold the rhino up some. "A-Adam, please..." He moaned.

"Please, what?" Adam asked. "What do you have to say to me?"

"Please, sir... I want you to fuck me..." Reggie said whimpering as he tried to pull his pants down in a sudden, desperate need of lust.

"Now that's the kind of attitude I like. Good." Adam said finally freeing the button and pulling Reggie's trousers down to his knees along with a pair of white-with-blue-pinstripe boxers that were already soaking through the front.

Reggie's ass was just as Adam remembered it; maybe even a little plumper and rounder. He grunted a bit as he slapped Reggie's backside, watching the flesh ripple slightly as he leaned in and began to run his tongue along the crack. "Nnnhh..." Reggie moaned in anticipation, Adam could see the rhino nibbling on his lower lip as he felt the mouse's tongue wetly slither through the crack. "Ffff--uckkk..." He panted loudly as he buried his face into his elbow while Adam began to liberally eat out his ass. His tongue submerging deep into the flesh again and again as he felt Reggie's supporting knee buckle in delight. He bucked forward against his desk, grabbing one corner of it as it started to roll forward, then came back with an incredible clatter. "Ahhhh!" Adam's face took a trip down to the bull rhino's dangling balls, the precum was soaking his chin as he dragged it back up the path of Reggie's crack, soaking it for the mouse's tongue every return he made to it.

Reggie was whimpering again, this time with each lustful punch that his tongue made into his fleshy ring. There was a deep thumping noise, as his cock struck the metal and the wood on the desk, leaving a heavy musky residue along every inch directly below him. Even Adam couldn't resist as he clutched his fly and unzipped it, letting his cock bounce free into the cool air of the room. He stroked himself as he played with Reggie's ass, his free hand spreading the cheeks just that much further apart, making the rhino whine and beg all the more. "Pl-please... fuck me..." He made another impassioned plea. "Please, s-sir..."

"Well, since you asked so nicely..." Adam thought, slowly retracting his tongue from the tight pucker and admiring the dark pink flesh looking back at him. He stood up and pressed his cock against Reggie's ass, grabbing the rhino's muscular shoulders, Adam didn't hold back as he thrust himself inward, making Reggie turn his head back and howl out in passion.

"Yes! Oh, yes! Thank you!" He cried loudly this time, much louder than before. Adam grinned, he knew that this would definitely give Reggie some unwanted attention, but he knew Reggie needed it, he wanted to be fucked with a risk of exposure.

Unfortunately, no one dared knock on the door yet, as the sound of Adam's cock and balls striking and slapping on Reggie's ass began to echo through the room. Both of them were building a sweat, and more than likely, Adam's pheromones were probably seeping through the walls right now, but neither of them cared and both of them were having fun.

"Ah yeah... here I come!" Adam's face shifted into an 'F' shape before he let out a mighty grunt and growl, suddenly sending his seed hard into the ass of his subordinate. He threw himself so hard into Reggie that the desk now sounded like it was on a wobble. Adam moaned and thrust in hard all the way to the hilt as he felt his balls practically drain themselves breeding the rhino again as the rhino moaned even louder, though the mouse found it odd that he wasn't cumming already.

"Nnngh... ahhh...." Reggie panted, practically collapsed on his desk, his ass covered in sweat and cum as Adam extracted himself, squirting heavy amounts of white as he did so. "Fff-fuck..." He panted.

"Explain yourself, why didn't you cum?"

"I'm... n-not sure..." Reggie admitted. "I guess it's always been pretty tough to make that happen... my first time's been the only time I've been able to do that just from being fucked." He moaned and panted as he returned to his position. "G-go and talk to Nick and Malcolm..." He said. "I'll try to regain my composure and clean up some."

Adam frowned; he wanted desperately to make Reggie cum, but somehow he hadn't been able to like this... he knew he needed to get back to the others and was hoping to make this quick, but...

The idea came to him almost instantly, he grinned and quickly grabbed Reggie by the shoulder, pulling him back up to his feet. "I think it's time for you to have a seat." He said abruptly shoving Reggie into his chair, using his foot to yank the man's pants off as he did so. "I don't like to do this often, but you leave me no choice. Adam unfastened the button of his pants and slid them off, revealing he hadn't worn anything underneath that day. His thick, flaccid cock still twitched to the side as Adam straddled Reggie's lap, pulling his shirt up over his head and then he did the same for the rhino. As his massive pectorals pressed against the smaller size of the slim-shaped rodent, Adam grabbed Reggie's cock, his palm spreading the man's precum along its entire length.

"Wh-what are you doing, sir?"

"Finishing the job your body won't do." He answered. "Now shut up."

Adam leaned back and felt the warm tip press and slide wetly against his ass. As the cock head popped into the mouse's pucker and he felt Reggie's muscles tighten and twist under him, the mouse grinned. "Good boy." He said as he began to work his way up and down the long, thick shaft.

It was rare Adam indulged in feeling a cock in his ass, when he did was usually a matter of desperation of a sudden need to be fucked. He slapped Reggie's hands out of the way as the rhino tried to impulsively wrest control. "No." He said. "I'm in charge here, I'm going to make you cum so hard, Reggie that it'll take you a week to recover."

"Y-yes sir..." Reggie moaned and panted, leaning back in his seat as Adam took control, the slender torso twisting to the left and right slightly as his ass inhaled the cock almost to the hilt. He could feel Reggie's fingers grab his legs and tighten, then loosen again as if struggling to maintain his instincts. "S-sir... it's so hard..."

"Just relax, let it happen." Adam said. "I want you to cum..."

"S-s-sir..." Reggie closed his eyes, the sweat beads from his forehead were drooling down over them, giving his body an extra glisten under the office lights as Adam remained in control, using one hand on the rhino's shoulder as he slowly lifted himself up and brought himself down hard and fast. "Y-y--kgGH!" His words choked on those syllables as he roared loudly, throwing himself back into the chair.

Adam moaned a bit as he felt the waves of warmth unleash into his ass and pour generously out of his hole. The ride had gotten him hard too and he began to stroke his shaft, rubbing it idly against the rhino's thick pectoral muscles. "Yes... yes, good boy..." He moaned. "And I have a present for you too... Nnngh!" He grunted, suddenly shooting a second volley of cum onto the man's chest, coating his torso from the neck down.

The two of them practically collapsed on each other, after a few minutes, Adam felt the rhino's cock slip on its own from his ass, letting the rest of his flood drain out as the two of them rested together. "Good... boy..." He panted again.

"T-thank you..." Reggie whispered, cuddling a bit on the mouse. "I needed that, sir..."

Adam smiled. "I know." He said. "Now... you can get yourself cleaned up, while I go talk to Nick and Malcolm..."

It had taken nearly thirty minutes until Reggie could manage to get his office set back to the way it was, in that time, he'd almost forgotten exactly how riled up both of them had gotten. He was still panting as he left the room, pulling his shirt over his dry-cum stained chest and feeling it tug and pull at his flesh as he walked. Avoiding stares from the secretaries downstairs, as well as not paying any mind to the offices next to him and how many people were likely staring at him from his screaming and howling, he somehow made it to the stairwell and followed it downstairs. He would have to use the showers to clean off later, but he wanted to see Adam's progress with the other two.

Exiting the stairwell, he spotted Adam, Malcolm and Nick who turned to look at him. Adam said something to the pair of them before audibly saying "See you guys later!" and the two of them stood and walked away quickly, whispering continuously as they did.

"What was that about?"

"Oh, just having a conversation while we waited for you." Adam grinned a bit.

"Dare I ask?"

"I wouldn't." Adam teased, sticking his tongue out. "Of course you'll probably be hearing about it later." He giggled.

"S-so... you talked to them like you talked to Jerome?"

"Oh, yeah. Sex really works up the pheromones, so I was able to take care of both of them."

"And?" Reggie raised an eyebrow.

Well, to put a short run on it; Nick, who is subconsciously allowing himself to be manipulated by the people he trusts promises to ask his own conscience in the future before making decisions. Malcolm... well he might need a couple more sessions, but I think most of his issues are the desperate need to be paid attention to." He explained. "To be acknowledged for accomplishments, both good and bad are a persistent challenge to guys at his age."

"I see. Well, where'd you send them to?"

"Oh, they went off to get something to eat, though coming down from my overcharge, I think all three of them are going to need some... "private" time." He winked.

"Adam!"

Adam laughed. "I'm joking, I'm joking. Though I think some side effects will probably keep them from acting normally over the next day or two. How about you? Are you okay?"

Reggie nodded. "Strangely enough, yeah. I think I am." He smiled. "For the first time in a while."

Adam smiled. "Well, high school is high school." He said. "But that's in the past. So, if you ever need me again, for... *any* reason. I'll give you my number and you can call. Alright?"

Reggie smiled back. "Thanks... I think I'd like that s...Adam." He said.

THE END