FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Chapter 1

In the Beginning

Draco Blaiz had just started his new job as a theater teacher last month. He loved it, he was the lead actor in the school back in his time here as a student, that was how he got this job as fast as he did after graduating college, because Ms. Woolsy put in a good word for him when he applied.

The students he had accepted into his theater program were incredibly bright students, and some of them were definitely Broadway quality. He made sure not to accept any students who would just treat this class as another required elective, that was what art was for, since you didn't have to try out for art, it was non competitive.

Theater on the other hand, required someone special, someone who had no problem working in front of a large crowd while everyone was judging them. It also required that the actor be able to memorize lines, and convince themselves that they were someone else, even if it meant holding a russian accent for two hours.

Draco also looked for people who could sing and play various musical instruments, as some plays required those talents. The way Draco saw it, one must be able to spit their mind in two. One half stored everything the actor must know in order to play the part, this half was the actor. The other half was the character, and was the dominant half during the performance.

Outside of the classroom, he enjoyed his time with the chemistry teacher, Jason Shallowater, a crocodile, and the only other scaly in the high school, not counting the students of course.

Jason was a good friend, he definitely knew how to make Draco laugh, and told him which students to watch out for in the halls and at lunch duty. The two of them ate their lunch together, and also talked in the hallway between classes as their classrooms were right next to each other.

"So how are the kits treating you?" Jason asked one day at lunch, it was the first time they hadn't talked about something besides politics and classic cars, but the answer was easy enough to answer.

"Quite well actually, all my students seem to enjoy the classroom and are determined to make each play, even the small ones, as if they were on a stage on Broadway." Draco managed to answer.

Though it wasn't all rehearsals and acting, he showed them videos and taught them the history of theater, which was fascinating enough, though admittedly not as much fun as dressing up in costumes and acting like someone else, thats where the real fun came in.

Once every week he would test his students by having them write their own monologues, which was a good yet fun challenge for anyone who was serious about theater.

Unnoticed by Draco just down the hallway Mr. Dean the principal happened to be watching one day when he stopped an older boy from tormenting a smaller younger boy. A few days later a girl came to him crying that her friends were teasing her and he managed to console her enough for her to tell him who the friends were so he could report them. In fact most of the students seemed to respect him and would listen when he corrected their behaviour without the back talk that several of the older more experienced teachers got from them. All of this was being taken under consideration by the senior staff.

"The relationship started off great," Jacob Kinder thought to himself as he prepared dinner for Draco who had been working hard at the high school.

"But he seems a bit preoccupied with work now and has no time for lovemaking, which is a real deal breaker." He finished his thought as he pulled the homemade lasagna, Draco's favorite, out of the oven. He was hoping to get more than a blow job, maybe some play time in the shower, which was also Draco's favorite way to have fun. If he was really lucky maybe Draco would say the secret word that made him go full werewolf, something the two of them had discovered by accident one day while fooling around.

He lit some candles that had a special scent that he knew would drive Draco crazy. "Hehe that bad dragon won't be able to stop himself tonight, we're sure to catch up on some lovin!"

Draco walked into the house he was sharing with his mate Jacob Kinder, and it was already apparent that that werewolf was up to something, but Draco liked the scents inside the house: homemade lasagna and dragons blood candles and incense, some of his favorite things, which made him think that he would not get to select a short one act play tonight by any means.

He walked into the livingroom to find his sexy mate laying on the couch with nothing on but speedo, that displayed his tight ass to perfection, his dark brown fur shining in the candle light.

Draco set the stack of papers and scripts down on the counter and went over to the werewolf. He whispered that one special word in the canine ears which caused the wolf to start to shift over to his full werewolf form. He was quite large already but when he shifted he grew to four times his natural size, muscles straining and popping out until he looked like a larger version of Arnold Schwarzenegger. The skimpy speedo he had been wearing was no more, now laying in pieces on the floor.

Draco crawled up on top of the large wolf and started kissing the large maw as he unbuttoned his own shirt, and Jacob unbuttoned the dragon's pants.

Now mostly undressed, Jacob carried him to the bathroom, where he expertly removed the dragons undergarments with his incredibly sharp teeth. They lost a lot of underthings this way... Not that Draco would ever complain.

They were soon standing in the hot steamy shower, the water running down over the two of them, and they started to wash each other with the body soap, and within no time, Draco had his warm dragonmaw around Jacob's large nine inch wolf cock, bobbing his head up and down in Jacob's crotch, licking along the length of the shaft, and fondling the werewolves large baseball sized testicles with one hand and squeezing the large furry ass all at once, feeling the hot water from the shower fall down over them both.

After a good 20 minutes of Draco sucking him off, Jacob pulled his large cock from the depths of Draco's throat, lifted the dragon up and bent him over, getting ready to probe the inside of the dragons tailhole with his long rod.

He moved Draco's tail out of the way and placed his cock right at the opening of the dragons tight pucker and teased him with it. Moving the head of his cock up and down against the tough hide of his anus. He leaked precum all over the beefy cheeks until the bitch of a dragon started to whine and beg for the large rod that was teasing him.

Jacob finally popped the head of his large cannon into the tight hole, causing Draco to cry out in ecstasy. Slowly, he pushed his large cock into the depths of the dragons anus, until there was no more to shove in.

Jacob then began to hump the dragon, his shaft moving in and out, slowly picking up speed until it was a fast thump. His plump balls slapping the backside of Draco's ass, the dragon screaming out with pleasure as the werewolf fucked him sensless.

Jacob could feel the knot forming at the base of his canine cock, and knew he was close to the climax. He kept fucking the dragon as fast as he could until his knot was forced into the dragons pucker and the two of them stood there, crying out in ecstasy as the werewolf sprayed his hot sticky cum into the dragons tailhole, until there was nothing left.

It was several minutes before Jacob was able to pull out, in which time they both sat there panting and breathing deep. Draco had no regrets about not getting to pick a play, that had been the most fun he's ever had having sex. His only regret was that the lasagna wouldn't get touched that night, but that only meant more for lunch tomorrow, which was always a good thing.

Draco woke early the next morning as usual to get ready for work. As he showered off and dressed, he pondered over a dream he had after he and Jacob went to bed.

In the dream, there was something large, a large vehicle he thought, and a road. It was a long road that had houses all the way down, and a loud noise, it sounded like a large group of kits shouting. He couldn't see these kits anywhere, yet he felt responsible for them.

He pondered this dream for several long minutes, as the steam from the hot shower woke him up, though he couldn't figure out the meaning to save his life.

He went into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee, knowing it would still be warm for Jacob when he woke. He pulled the still untouched lasagna out of the refrigerator put a large square in a washable plastic container and placed it in his lunchbox, along with a bottle of Dr. Pepper and a large bottle of water and chugged down a breakfast shake.

He walked into the bedroom before he left and hovered over Jacob. He opened his eyes a bit, so Draco leaned in close and kissed the werewolf softly on the lips.

"I'll See you after work honey, I love you." With that and a look at his watch, the dragon was out the door and on his way to work.

Draco arrived to the school just as the busses were getting ready to pull out of the lot, and he could tell because the bus lot was right across the street and he could see the red and yellow lights reflecting off the surrounding buildings.

Usually when he got here this early it gave him time to sit back and enjoy a cup of coffee, and make sure he had everything set. Today it would let him prepare for his classes. His time with Jason was wonderful but it did use up the time he would have spent preparing.

When he was done with all that, he would go into the teachers lounge just as some of the first students with their own cars would start to show up. He would sit there every morning waiting to greet Jason. This morning he was wearing something a little unusual for him; a cute dragon hoodie.

The two friends talked about everything it seemed like, they would go from the happenings in the classroom, to home life, to Mustang engines. Their conversations would go on for so long that before they knew it, the first bell was ringing. By this time; however, they would have migrated to one of their classrooms and so it was no matter being at their desk before the first student entered the room.

During the day, he introduced the same play to each of his classes, it was just a small play and it was easier to just have them all do the same one just perform it in front of different classes.

The way he had his classes set up, he had two different theater one classes, which were mostly textbook work, the history, different kinds of stages, the start of broadway. This was the class that didn't get to act in any plays, it was the class where one learned to appreciate theater. They got to watch a lot of videos about early theater and what not.

He had one Theater Two class which was where they got to start acting in plays, this group got one major play production each year, done towards the end of the first semester, usually done about mid December. While he worked with them on this play, his other classes got a lot of free time, during which he tried to encourage them to write a portfolio of monologues to take up their time.

Then he also had one Theater Three class, and was run much the same as theater two, except at a higher level with a more difficult play, their major production happening at the end of the second semester.

This of course left him with two free periods each day, one of them was his teacher conference period where he could take parent phone calls and emails, the other had to be filled with a class besides theater, and he was assigned to teach one English class each day, which was run much like you would expect an English class to be run, with homework assignments and quizzes and tests, you name it.

That night on the news is where he heard it, Mr. Sontello, one of the school bus drivers for Cooper passed away suddenly from a brain aneurysm. It occurred right after he parked the bus. Fortunately, no one else was hurt.

Jason watched the television screen as he graded some tests. "I can hear it now, they will be asking for one of us to cover his route, and they will never find a permanent driver, so whoever takes the route will be stuck with it."

Jason pondered his mind as he tried to think of someone who would be able to handle the job, though he couldn't think of a single person, accept maybe one... And he hoped he was right, because odds were, they would attack the poor dragon until he agreed.

The next day started as normal, accept it was raining, which is odd for this desert city, where the rain hasn't fallen too seriously since late 2008. It was raining that day; however, as Draco made his way to work. His first three classes went on with no problem, then came his conference period, which was normal, accept the first call he got was not from a parent, it was from the office.

They wanted to see him that day before he left, which caused Draco to worry, as one does when they get called into their employers office. He went in, not showing the fear as he closed the door behind him and he turned to face the principal and superintendent...