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Winter Class ~Chapter 2~

*Whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...*

After the continuous hours of flying (I have motion sickness, by the way) and constant questions about being gay from Vole (because he has no gay friends, by the way), we finally landed at the airport in Alaska (I don't know the name of the airport, by the way).

My ears have pretty much had it from the non-stop chatter coming from Vole and all of the other seniors on the plane. It pretty much fucked up my brain cells in multiple ways. Heck, I could even hear Jey chatting with all of his girlfriends. Let me tell you, I could feel the evil stares coming off from straight guys looking at Jey and his smug face. He probably takes pride in the fact he gets laid a ton. At least it's all over now.

I got off of the plane fairly quickly.

I'm tired.

It's cold out.

It's night time.

I don't have many friends.

Vole is annoying for a guy that's so hot.

I just want to go home...

Once everyone got off of the plane, Mr. Starn, our chaperone, walked us all to where we were going to stay - a place called Winter Class. I understand the "Winter" part, because it is in Alaska and all... But the "Class" part? Who knows what that means - could be a lodge only for students. It could also mean "high class" or "low class", quality wise. I give up - thinking is too hard for me.

"Alright guys, get in groups of four and pick your own rooms. But before we break off, three things. First thing are the rules - no noise past eleven, got it? And no making groups with boys and girls - only one gender per group. I don't want any funny business going around here. Second - we will meet up tomorrow at 10 AM in the cafeteria, which is just down the hall." Mr. Starn pointed down the narrow walkway. I didn't even know a lodge this small could even fit a cafeteria, considering it has tons of rooms. "And third... have fun, okay? Your seniors now. Just make good decisions."

I move to the corner of the lobby while people start making getting into their groups. We have an odd number of students, so I'll probably get stuck with a group of three. As long as I don't get talked to, I'll survive the dreary 3 weeks of the trip.

"Hey Brett! Wanna stay with me?" It's Jey. Oh, that's right - he doesn't have any other guy friends.

"Yeah, sure. I don't mind. Who else is getting paired up with us?" I asked. Jey looks around the room. He obviously hasn't talked to anyone else - I can see the emotions coming off of his face. Most of the students are already gone, so there aren't many choices. There are a few people that even Jey doesn't know, and the rest of the people are girls, bickering over fashion like they always do. Wait, and there is one other person in the opposite corner.

Vole. Well, shit. I'm willing to bet a hundred bucks Jey is going to look at me and be like 'I saw him sitting with you on the plane - want to let him join the group?' and then without even letting me reply he is going to run off, grab him, come back, grab me and run into a room. That's what always happens.

"Hey Brett, that guy over there... you know him, right? I saw him sitting with you on the plane - want to let him join the group?" I knew it. I god freaking damn knew it.

I reach out to grab Jey's arm, but he runs over to Vole before I can get him. I watch silently as Jey talks to him and then points at me. I notice Vole look at me, so I quickly turn away and stare at the wall. Maybe he will think I despise him (which I do) and refuse Jey's offer.

Didn't work.

Jey and Vole walk over to me, Jey's tail swishing side to side like some kind of machine. He seems happy.

Vole winks at me like some kind of pedophile. Now that I see him standing up, he is quite a bit taller than me. Compared to him, I look like a silver-furred sausage. If winking isn't a sign of "run away, he's going to rape you", then I don't know what is. I may like guys, but I fucking hate forced sex. Wink = Rape.

I scowl. I've already had enough of this guy on the plane, asking things like "So what do gay guys eat?" and making snarky remarks like "Bet you never got laid before". I might've thought he had a great body before, but it's totally bitched up but his personality. Can people be more judgmental than this guy?

"Hey," he says.

"What," I reply.

"Apparently, I'm in your group."

"Whatever. Leave me alone, would you? I'm a bit tired of you."

"Whoaaaaa, don't get bitchy at me. It's not my fault for being ignorant to your feelings." He laughs. I just frown even more. I give up - this trip officially sucks. A lot. Because I haven't made that clear on my face yet.

Instead of making a comeback for Vole's comment, I just let it go and turn to Jey for some sort of sanity. "What room do we get?"

Jey just stares blankly at me for a few seconds then runs off to find Mr. Starn. He apparently forgot to get a room key. Dimwit.

Vole and I just stand in the corner, waiting for Jey. The scent of Vole still smells amazing for some reason. So much, in fact, I start getting a bit horny. But the thought of even liking him totally disgusts me, so I cross my legs so he can't see anything. If it was someone I liked, I would try to show off as much as I can, but Vole? He doesn't get shit.

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Jey comes back a bit later after the two minutes that seemed like hours. Thanks to his procrastination, we got the room on the top floor at the end of the hall, which is apparently the coldest room in the entire lodge from what I can feel. There is a wood fireplace next to a table with four chairs, which is great and all, but we can't use it because our fur might catch on fire. Just my luck.

Our room contains the following: two queen sized beds, a kitchenette area with a small fridge and a sink, the fireplace and the table, a couch, and an electric lamp in-between the two beds. Since Vole has repeatedly been rude to me, I drop my luggage on one of the beds. Jey does the same to the other bed, so that means Vole gets the couch. Payback, jackass.

I flop onto the bed, smiling at Vole. If he doesn't realize I freaking hate him by now, he should at least hate me some more. It's cold in here. REALLY COLD. I plant my face in my beautiful warm pillow, finally feeling like something good happened this trip. The pillow is my savior. I hear Vole grunt in the background and lie down on the couch. It makes a squeaky noise and Vole jumps up by how loud it is. I explode laughing. Even though I can't see it, it is still pretty hilarious just by hearing it.

"Not cool. Shut up."

I laugh some more. He lies down on the couch again, making the same squeaky noise. I turn from my fluffy pillow to see the fox. Jey is already asleep somehow. Figures - he had to deal with girls all day today. I should probably get some sleep too. After taking off my shirt and pants to the point where I am comfortable, I climb into my bed sheets and imagine what life would be like if I was back in Florida.

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I wake up to feel something on my back touching me. As I am still drowsy, I can't figure out what it is. I do feel something furry, though. I can hear Jey snoring in the bed over, so he's not doing whatever prank this is. Dammit, it has to be Vole. I turn around in bed, ready to strangle him for poking me in my sleep.

Instead what I find is a half naked Vole, under the sheets with me, sleeping on his side. Oh. My. God.

How should I react? Should I push him off? How long was he on my bed? Better question... WHY IS HE HALF NAKED!? My brain is just scrambled with thoughts trying to process what's happening. _Should I be happy about this or mad? Is Vole actually... gay? Or is this just another prank? _I blush as I think of what Vole and his super sexy body was doing while I was asleep. Could have been nothing, but it is never bad to imagine possibilities.

I shift around, trying not to make any noise so that Jey wakes up and finds Vole in my bed. I'll try to pick up Vole and place him on his coach. It is the right thing to do - I may hate him, but he doesn't deserve that kind of embarrassment. I quietly got up and tried to pick Vole up. Yup, that's right. Tried. He is too damn heavy.

I turn on the lamp so that I can see better so I don't accidentally touch anything while attempting to move him again. He rolls over onto his back, front exposed. Blood is starting to rush to my dick. I don't want to have to deal with this right now - I just wanted some sleep! But... his chest... se sexy...

Gulping, I put my arms in a secure position so I can lift him up easier. Then I pick him up. Then I notice he was actually bottomless too. With a boner.

Vole has a gigantic dick. I mean, just massive compared to mine. I'm starting to feel really hot in all parts of my body and my heart is pounding out of my chest. My sex drive is starting to act up. A lot.

I want to scream. I want to go back to sleep. I want to touch his member a bit. I wish it didn't have to be him to turn me on!

I feel entranced by his magnificent body, but then I snap out of it. Jey shifted. With all of my power, I lift Vole up and place him back on his couch, placing a spare blanket I had over his unclothed wolf body.

I tiptoed back into my bed and tried to fall asleep again. Hopefully, I can forget this event ever transpired.

I doubt I can forget, though.

~Continued in Chapter Three~