Sex Ed
Written by me and my mate, Ed finds himself lacking a few assignments. Thankfully, his teacher benevolently offers to help him make up the course with a practical lesson...
DISCLAIMER: Considering you had to sign a disclaimer just to get in here, I find this superfluous, but all the same.
This story containts acts of a sexual nature between two anthromorphic males. Don't like it? There is a back button.
My mate and I collaborated on this, so please comment and tell us what you think!
Ed wasn't paying attention.
More specifically, he wasn't paying attention to the teacher. What he was paying attention to was firm, round, plump, muscular, tiger-striped, hopefully sweaty, and unfortunately concealed by a pair of faded jeans. Not that he didn't know perfectly well what it looked like. He'd even copped a quick feel in the locker room last PE, and managed to get it blamed on one of the annoying football jocks.
"Mr. Ferguson has apparently seized upon some amazing revelation, that is utterly absorbing his attention." Mr. Barnel was saying. Ed blinked. Uh oh, that was him, wasn't it?
"Uh, sorry Mr. Barnel, I was just...uh..." the teenaged husky stammered, more than a little intimidated by the lion towering above him and adjusting his glasses. Fortunately, the bell rang at that moment, prompting Ed to give an inward hallelujah and grab his bag before dashing with everyone else to the door.
"And remember, everyone!" Mr. Barnel called behind his rushing class, "Your grades are posted outside! Don't forget to look before you leave!" Ed only gave the grade sheet a passing glance as he headed for the front door, but what he saw made him do a double-take. Dodging between students to get closer, he traced a finger down the row next to his name and made a strangled choke when he saw his grade.
"How the crap did I get an F?!" he blurted out, a little surprised he said it out loud.
"Dude, you missed all the sex ed unit assignments," the panda standing next to him said, pointing at the assignment scores next to the F. Ed growled and looked over at Mike, who was smiling smugly while pointing at the grades.
"Shutup, Mike." Pushing past the startled panda, Ed trotted back into Mr. Barnel's room, closing the door behind him.
"Mr. Barnel?"
"Something wrong, Fergeson?" said the Lion, gathering up his notes.
"Um." said Ed. He wasn't quite sure how to bring the subject up, "Sir, I, er, got an F."
"I'm perfectly aware of that," said Mr. Barnel, "I was the one who did it, after all."
Ed opened his mouth, then shut it again.
Mr. Barnel rolled his eyes. "Alright, you got an F. What about it?"
"Isn't there anything I can do to make up for it?"
"Ed, you missed five assignments. That's not something that I can just write off. That's material that you simply did not learn."
"But sir!" Ed said, before realizing he didn't have anything to follow.
Mr. Barnel sighed into his mane. "You're very lucky it was the Sexuality assignment."
...What? thought Ed.
"Any other part of the coursework, I'd simply have to say tough, because there's nothing you could do to catch up on the material. Just lock the door, please, and put your clothes on your desk."
"What?" said Ed.
Mr. Barnel looked at him as if he were trying to explain how air worked. "I'm giving you an opportunity to do a practical make-up session on the material you missed." The lion was unbuttoning his shirt now, to reveal an unexpectedly well-muscled chest covered with creamy golden fur. "So lock the door, put your clothes on your desk, and come over here." Ed couldn't believe what he was hearing. Or seeing, for that matter. Mr. Barnel was taking off his belt now, the leather whisking almost seductively as it came undone. Was he actually being serious...? Ed decided not to take the chance that he wasn't. Gulping audibly, he turned around and locked the door, thankful that it had already been shut so no one would have looked in before he locked it. When he turned around again, Mr. Barnel was wearing only his rectangular wire-rimmed glasses and a pair of black cotton briefs that left absolutely nothing to the imagination, his clothes stacked neatly on his desk.
"Stop dallying, Edward. Unless you'd wish to spend the entire evening here with me." At that moment, Ed would have loved nothing more. Tossing his bag onto an empty desk, he started peeling off his shirt, and in almost no time was stripping off his boxer shorts and tossing them aside as well.
"Good, now come over here, lad." Ed rushed over compliantly, looking up at his teacher expectantly, only standing up to Mr. Barnel's chin. The big lion gave him a small smirk before his big left paw suddenly gripped at the young husky's crotch, rubbing his balls and retreating sheath, making Ed gasp in surprise.
"Now, let us begin," Mr. Barnel began, speaking as though this was absolutely no different from any class lecture, "This would be your testes and sheath, Edward. The sheath is a part of the body possessed by some species to protect the penis when not erect, whereas the testicles produce and store semen until it is released. As you can see, when one becomes aroused, the penis fills with blood and hardens, emerging from the sheath so that it may become further stimulated to release semen." Of course, Ed was only getting every other word, if even that. He had his eyes closed as his teacher fondled him, his hands braced against Mr. Barnel's desk to keep himself upright. This was a fantasy come true!
"...and the function of the erection is to ensure that the semen is deposited as near to the uterus as possible," Mr. Barnel was saying, as he began stroking Ed's member gently, "Are you paying attention?"
Ed's eyes swam back into focus on his teacher's face. "Um, what?" he said, fighting against the haze of delicious lethargy that came with the scent of the lion's mane.
"I was explaining," said Mr. Barnel slowly, his warm paw pausing at Ed's quivering tip, "the reason behind an erection. Did you understand?"
Ed was too distracted by the images that came with the words 'erection' and 'behind' to do more than stare.
"We'll come back to that," decided the Lion, squeezing Ed's cock lightly with two fingers. Ed writhed as a clear bead of precum oozed out onto his teacher's finger. Mr. Barnel lifted it up in front of his face. "See this?" he said, "this is called Cowper's Gland Fluid, and it's also known as precum. This is secreted by a gland somewhere in here," he caressed the soft fuzz between Ed's belly and groin, "and it both protects the sperm from any traces of urine in the internal passages, and serves as-" here he rubbed the morsel of precum slickly onto Ed's rigid penis, "-lubricant."
Ed felt his legs giving way, and regarded the fact as he would the news of a volcanic eruption on the other side of the world. He sank backward, only to find Mr. Barnel's other paw under his tail, supporting him without apparent effort, and fondling his ass gently.
"Notice the lack of odor," the lion said, holding up a paw now liberally coated to Ed's muzzle, "and flavor. Go on." Mr. Barnel prompted Ed, nudging him forward until the dazed student obediantly licked at his sticky paw. "Just a little salty. Precum has little flavor because it doesn't contain sperm. Nor does it contain the carbohydrates in semen that the sperm use for nourishment. Semen, on the on the other hand," Mr. Barnel licked his lips, then gave his paw one or two passes with his tongue, "has a very distinctive taste, as you'll see soon enough." Mr. Barnel's hand on Ed's rump slowly set him back down, his other hand grasping Ed's and leading him around the desk. Still smiling slightly, Mr. Barnel sat in his large office chair, spreading his legs and giving Ed a very nice view of his black-clad lionhood, which the middle-aged feline began stroking absent mindedly.
"Ejaculation only occurs after the genitals are sufficiently stimulated...most probably to ensure that semen is not wasted or released at inopportune moments. And due to the nature of the procreative process..." Mr. Barnel took Ed's hand again and gently tugged the teen to his knees, right between Mr. Barnel's legs and directly before his throbbing cock. "...The environment most suited for coaxing ejaculation is one that is warm and wet." Ed's stare drifted between his teacher's face and crotch, still feeling lightheaded but trying to understand what Mr. Barnel was saying. After all, the guy was still a teacher and probably had a pop quiz in his briefcase. All thoughts of learning evaporated when he felt Mr. Barnel's large paw pushing his head forward, though.
"Now, Edward, can you think of one such environment we readily have at our disposal...?" he was saying.
Thinking was something that Ed most likely was entirely unable to do at this point. Fortunately, the smell of his teacher's arousal through the black cotton, and the sight of the massive bulge with the sweaty, furry tower of abs, pecs, topped with a thick-maned, lustful face behind it made opening his mouth and licking tenderly at the cotton mountain instinctive.
"Mmmm..." said Mr. Barnel, then recovered control of himself. "Now, when ejaculation is achieved... ungh... one experiences a burst of pleasurable sensation... mrrrr, oh yeah... this is know as... unghhh.... orgasm." Ed pulled downward at the briefs, dragging them over his teacher's penis, which popped free of the elastic band so suddenly that it hit him on the nose. Mr. Barnel chuckled. "Notice that when aroused, the penis becomes erect very quickly. Note also that when erect, the penis not only becomes rigid but many times longer."
That was an understatement, thought Ed. Mr Barnel was at least nine inches long. Maybe ten. "Um... sir?"
"Something wrong, Ed?"
"I'm not sure I can fit all this in my mouth, sir."
Mr. Barnel smirked. "Oh, I don't demand perfection from my students. What counts in education is willingness to-" he caressed Ed's chin "-work with the teacher."
Inspired, Ed took a deep breath and began to suck hungrily.
Mr. Barnel spoke in fits and starts. "The actual... surface skin... of the genitals... oh yesss.... is not the only... surface... ahhh... where friction can induce.... orgasm... oh god you've got a good mouth.... unnnh yeah.... other areas on the body... known as... erogenous zones... are the chest... the buttocks... and inner things..." The lion began to grind his furry legs against the sides of Ed's face, as the young husky eagerly swallowed his precum, and took more of the throbbing shaft into his muzzle.
"Mmmmmuuuh...The...the prostate gland is what produces...mmmf, so hot...produces the liquid...that makes up semen...otherwise, sperm would have no....aaah...means to be transferred....but we'll come back to the prostate in a...mmf...moment..." Mr. Barnel's head rested on the back of his head again, tangling in his headfur and stroking affectionately.
"Now, where was I...oooh, you're such a hot kid...ah, yes...mm...when ejaculation...aaah...is being neared...one's testicles...nn...start to contract...closer to the body...ah yeah..." Mr. Barnel's free hand reached into his briefs to let out his gold-furred balls as well, massaging the shrinking sac and rubbing it wantonly against Ed's chin every time he got close enough to.
"Now...while this next point is not a part of the...aah, actual curriculum...mmm...I figure it applies to our...personal situation...mm...we all have something called a...nn, gag reflex...which is to prevent foreign matter...aaaah...from entering our throats....oh god...in order to...bypass this, one must learn to...relax their throats and...aaah...breathe through their noses." He chuckled lightly as his grip on his student's head tightened, and the lion started bucking shallowly in his chair, as though to coax Ed into following his instruction and deepthroat him. Normally Ed wasn't one to willingly follow directions, but considering the circumstances, he obeyed his teacher and tried to relax his muscles, but once Mr. Barnel started thrusting, the effort was suddenly much harder as he found his nose suddenly buried in his teacher's pubic fur.
Mr. Barnel began to growl, so deep in his chest that Ed felt his cheeks being vibrated around the throbbing cock stuck deep into his mouth. The lion was thrusting shallowly, and speeding up.
Ed glanced up to see if he'd done something wrong, but he decided Mr. Barnel was just distracted, so he concentrated on the practical part of the lesson. He sucked, licked, and nipped, breathing deeply in the scent of the lion's sweat, and Mr. Barnel growled lustfully in ecstasy and caressed his pupil's back with his muscular feet
Suddenly Mr. Barnel threw back his head and roared, and slammed his hips forward. He nearly knocked Ed over. The husky himself was distracted by the flood of cum that has being pumped down his gullet and into his gut. He almost gagged, but he remembered what he'd been taught and opened his throat, trying to swallow all of it.
Mr. Barnel had other ideas. After letting Ed eat one or two good blasts, he pushed back and pulled his penis from the young husky's muzzle with a wet slurp. He kept coming, spraying seed onto Ed's chest, up into the air, and over his own stomach. He leaned far back, caught his breath, and then looked down at Ed. "This," he said, gesturing to the white sticky mass, "is semen, the fluid which contains the sperm." He licked a gob of it off of one finger, "notice that unlike precum, it has a strong flavor. This is due to the hydrocarbons meant to nourish the sperm, and the proteins meant to protect it."
Ed licked at the corners of his mouth, tasting curiously. He'd been a little distracted before, and had to admit he hadn't noticed the taste of his teacher's cum over the taste of his teacher's cock. But before he could say so, the lion was pushing him onto his back, pulling apart his legs, and there was something stiff prodding under his tail.
"Depending on species, health, and individual glandular stamina," Mr. Barnel was purring into his ear as the lion lay down over his cum-stained body, "the penis may become erect again very quickly, and ready to deliver another load of semen almost immediately." Mr. Barnel licked his lips as his cockhead circled Ed's tailhole gently. "Oh, and one thing about semen I forgot to mention;" he gripped Ed around the chest, "like precum, it's very slick, and makes a good lubricant." Mr. Barnel's hands groped ad Ed's asscheeks, pulling them apart and stretching Ed's pucker tight as his teacher's cockhead rubbed against it, making him whimper and gasp from the sensation, before moving his hands back around Ed's back.
"Now, Edward, we move on to the rectum," The big lion breathed, licking lightly on the inside of Ed's sensitive canine ears "I must warn you that the rectum is much like the throat, with a sort of gag reflex...unless one relaxes, any object entering will meet with quite a bit of resistence..." Before Ed could get the point of Mr. Barnel's promptings, the big feline suddenly thrust his hips and sunk four inches of his meat into Ed's virgin tail, making Ed cry out and latch his arms around Mr. Barnel's shoulders, tears forming at the corners of his eyes.
"MMMmmmmm...of course, if the rectum is tense, it can still be bypassed...it is only much, much tighter..." Mr. Barnel slowly pushed forward, making Ed whimper loudly as he tried to relax himself. Suddenly, Mr. Barnel thrust forward again, and Ed gasped loudly as he felt his teacher's cock brush against something inside him, filling him with a wave of almost sickening pleasure. Mr. Barnel chuckled deeply, his chest rumbling against Ed's, before he slowly started to pump in and out of the young husky.
"Do you feel that, Edward...? That is...mmmf...your prostate gland...aah...when, nn, stimulated...to the proper point....aannnf...it can be...mm...prompted to induce...aah...orgasm as well...due to the fact that...aaah...the prostate gland...oh fuck...helps to produce semen." Ed whined and yipped through his teacher's lecture, his body being brought to new heights of pleasure as Mr. Barnel's cock pummeled against his newfound secret spot, and his own stiff cock was rubbed between both their abs.
Ed was dizzy with pleasure. He had the momentary impression that he was falling, then that he was rising sideways, which he assumed was due to the friction between Mr. Barnel's muscular body and his own. All he could see was golden fur, all he could hear was Mr. Barnel's heavy panting and the rustling of the lion's abs against his thighs, all he could smell was the heady masculine scent of sweat and semen, all he could taste was the ghost of his teacher's cum. But what he could feel drove him mad. He felt strong soft arms wrapped around him. He felt heavy muscles pressed against him. He felt the rhythm of the strong heartbeat thundering through his body. And he felt the massive, throbbing meat stabbing deeply at his gut, sending a tidal wave of pleasure through his body each time. Suddenly he found himself trying to press himself down in time with the lion's thrusts, to impale himself deeper, to squeeze more pleasure out of his abused and battered prostate.
Mr. Barnel's tongue was caressing Ed's chest, hungrily slurping up sweat and traces of cum, and all the while his hips pistoned, plowing his way deep into Ed's tail. He was growling again, and he'd get louder momentarily each time he thrust.
Too soon, Ed felt a burst of wet warmth deep inside, washing over his tender prostate and filling his gut for the second time. Delicious warmth spread from the newly discovered secret point deep in his ass throughout his body, but his own cock was still rigid, dripping, and crying out for attention. Mr. Barnel paused, panting, and looked down at the beseeching husky cradled in his strong arms. There was something in his fangy smile that said he read what Ed still needed.
Slowly he pulled his softening cock out, releasing a trickle of thick seed. "Now Ed..." he panted, "why don't you show me what you've learned?"
Ed blinked, then got the hint when the lion licked his lips at him. He grinned, and arched his back a little to give Mr. Barnel easy access.
Almost before Ed had steadied himself, the lion was licking tenderly at his aching cock, pulling at the tip with his lips, and teasing the sheath with his tongue. His hands were running over Ed's thighs and cradling his balls, and his voice was moaning, and sending shivers throughout Ed's pleasure-wracked body. Ed pressed forward against the furry muzzle instinctively, and Mr. Barnel obliged, accepting the stiff rod and sucking furiously.
Ed wondered idly with his last coherent thought if his teacher was part vacuum.
Then he was lost in a sea of sex. He could almost taste the waves of pleasure washing over his body from the place where the tender skin of his penis touched his teacher's wet maw. His balls felt like they were the size of melons, his cock like it was the size of a fire house. And when Mr. Barnel slipped a finger up his ass, it felt as thick as a tree trunk.
Ed moaned and bucked his hips, but the lion's maw seemed bottomless, and he swallowed the throbbing cock easily. At the same time as he was pushing his head further down; so far he buried his nose in Ed's sticky pubic fur and wedged his tongue deep inside Ed's sheath, his finger was wriggling it's way up the husky's rectum, until it just brushed his prostate.
Ed thought he passed out for a moment.
When he found himself back in the room, he found himself spraying cum deep into Mr. Barnel's mouth, and his yells of "Ohhhhh.... yes! Ahhh!" were just ceasing to echo.
Mr. Barnel got up slowly, pulled his pupil up by one arm, set him on his lap, wrapped his powerful arms around him, and kissed him. Ed tasted his own seed on the lion's tongue, felt Mr. Barnel's heavy chest pressing against him, and his muscular thighs settle under his slowly wagging tail.
"And this, Ed," said Mr. Barnel, breaking the kiss and trailing one paw through Ed's chestfur, "is called the afterglow. After mutual orgasm, I personally find it one of the best parts of sex, don't you?"
"...absolutely, sir," answered Ed, curling up and kissing Mr Barnel's shoulder.
"So," said Mr. Barnel, fondling Ed's tail with a hint of the growl in the edge of his voice, "do you feel you've mastered the material..."
Ed looked up, ready to say yes.
"...or do you think you'll need a few more private lessons. To practice?"
Ed smiled wickedly. "I'm always eager to learn as much as I can, sir."
Mr. Barnel laughed.