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Chapter 11: Subbing

Pages 116-125

"Well what are we going to do with him?" Marcus questioned with a frown as they walked to their dorm.

"He can handle himself. Hell, we haven't exactly spent every moment of the day with him," Chris pointed out as he looked back on the week. He knew it had been a difficult week for their new roommate. The sweats they had borrowed from Blake hadn't survived the first morning. He had originally taken Hunter to the garden to meet Kyra but Hunter had frozen midstride when he saw her. He continued to watch as she performed what Chris was sure a form of martial art, until he heard the man begin to grunt. They had to return to the dorm to retrieve his robes before the even made it to breakfast. Chris was sure Hunter had only made it to a few classes and not once had he stayed the whole day. He had to admit Hunter was doing better, though. He noticed the man could now talk as long as there were less than three or four furs around unless they were female. If there was a female present, the man couldn't form a whole word without stuttering incoherently. Of course, he hadn't actually made it to his bed during the night with Marcus' porn showing on his computer every night.

Chris had tried to continue his exercises but found he lacked the time, as assignments seemed to pile up through the week. He wasn't too sure how much time Hunter had been spending in the gym either now that some power had been connected to his personal lab. He suspected the man was spending the majority of his days in his lab. It was obvious he was rather upset about his lack of progress in whatever he was doing. Chris had figured out Hunter had been experimenting on himself by the second day of power to the lab. It would have been hard to miss the man's curses for the weak formulas he produced with which he had hoped to replace his tranquilizers. Of course, Chris could barely form a coherent thought himself by Friday when he heard the club would resume that night. It had been two weeks since both he and Marcus had been to the club and they were beyond pent up. They had both relieved themselves to Marcus' porn a couple of times but it just wasn't the same. Besides he could tell, Marcus had become rather nervous about Hunter who seemed to appear only in the dorm to rub one out in the bathroom, which happened at an alarming frequency.

"I suppose you are right," Marcus agreed reluctantly as they entered their dorm to find Hunter actually making use of his bed for once.

"Sorry," Chris announced as their strange roommate bounded from his bed to his feet.

"No... I am fine. I just thought that a little sleep might help me come up with some new ideas. Everything I have tested has failed to help me," Hunter admitted with a sigh.

"When do you sleep?" Marcus questioned with a frown.

"I don't require much. I usually become more irritable than usual if I go a long time without any," Hunter answered as he rubbed his temples. "I have no idea what to try next if this batch is a failure," he admitted as the weight of his failure made him wish to vomit. He had planned for so long...

"What is this batch?" Marcus asked without actually caring about the answer as he reluctantly disrobed for the shower. However, he noticed Hunter didn't stare or shoot himself up this time. Maybe there was help for the fool after all.

"I have been testing human medications for lack of ideas since yesterday. I synthesized a narcotic called dilloted, the humans use for a painkiller. Then I figured out a way to fuse that with...," he began but hesitated to explain further. "I fused it with another synthesized chemical found in tobacco, which is supposed to decreases sexual urges and activity. I thought if the humans have to warn about the side effect I could use it to suppress some of my problems," he admitted with a sigh.

"Really? What are you trying to suppress?" Marcus asked with genuine curiosity.

"Well... sex drive, aggression, and... I have a drive to feed that never goes away. I have just about used every human compound that causes erectile dysfunction in one way in the new batch I am cooking," Hunter admitted reluctantly. He was surprised how difficult it was to admit some of his problems to his roommates despite how he had grown to trust them. Well, he didn't trust them with all of his secrets. "I really thought some of these symptoms would have been acutely present for the furs. I thought I could expand on whatever you use to help me. I was shocked to find you didn't have anything," he continued to explain.

Chris knew Hunter had been closer than he realized and could see the shock in Marcus' face. "Hey, we are going out tonight and...," he began hesitantly.

"To the club?" Hunter said as he stood to return to his lab to check on the progress of his new narcotic concoction.

"Yeah, how did you hear about that?" Marcus asked curiously, as he wondered if the man had spent more time around the school than he had originally believed.

"I hear rumors and gossip as I pass. My hearing far exceeds human hearing and everyone seems to forget I am not human. They say things they should not while I am close," Hunter answered with a sigh before he paused at the elevator.

"Would you like to come along?" Chris invited reluctantly.

"No, you guys go ahead. I need to figure something out soon or I will run out of time. Of course, it would be nice if they would finish their work so I can bring my whole lab online. I may be able to find a different solution through genetic manipulation. It is rather unlikely though," Hunter admitted before he entered the elevator.

"I am headed for the shower," Marcus declared once their strange roommate returned to his dungeon below their building.

"Do you suppose next year they will let students stay in some of the other empty rooms?" Chris asked as he began to undress to be next in the shower, while he thought about Hunter's problems.

"I suspect they would have had some in them this year if the building had been finished," Marcus replied as he turned on the shower, while he tried not to think about Hunter's words.

***

Chris found it easy to forget about their new roommate as they bound down the stairs to resume their forbidden acts of depravity deep in the bowels of the university after two weeks of absence. He heard Blake tell them to check out the new water tank as they passed him, but he ignored it until he actually entered the room. Two of the previous large water tanks were gone. However, it was the odd container covering nearly the entire far wall, which had drawn everyone's attention. It seemed to contain a strange blue liquid, which sparkled as it churned and bubbled behind a clear glass. "Check that out," he told Marcus with a nudge of his elbow and a nod to the elevator door, which could have been a twin to the one in their dorm that led to the gym.

Nevertheless, Chris found them waiting impatiently as they stroked their aching flesh through several rounds of participants before he finally heard his name called to ring one. He had already shed his clothing during the grueling wait when he had begun to stroke his throbbing cock while watching the other participants. Therefore, he was all ready prepared to step into the ring. He had heard the other participants name was Andy. He couldn't help but remember watching the submissive mouse boy as he had been ravished by the feline named Zack. Chris appraised Andy as the feminine mouse boy nervously edged his way into the ring from the other side of the room. He was no more than four feet tall... probably even a few inches below that mark. He was covered in sparse white fur save for his round, oversized ears, button nose, and thin whip-like tail, all of which were a fleshy pink, while his buck teeth stuck out from under his top lip. Chris watched Andy fidget and coyly twisted one foot behind the other to appear quite girlish and vulnerable.

Chris had thought long and hard about this eventuality after seeing Andy dominated by Zack that first day at the club. Marcus and others had mentioned to him that Andy almost always ended up the rape victim. He was dominated by larger males and even by the females, which he was paired as he had been with his 'sister' recently. Even if the mouse liked being used, Chris felt sorry for him. He couldn't deny feeling sympathetic that the mouse rarely, if ever, got to experience the more active role during his sexual ventures. He had decided that he would submit to the mouse, let Andy have his way with him for no other purpose but to gain Andy's friendship and boost his confidence. Of course, he worried about the downside. It could be that he would become the new sub. Chris could be fated to be used by the other males he was paired with whether he wanted to take them or not. He decided now that it was a risk he was willing to take.

Chris stepped forward and was surprised when Andy flinched a bit. He noticed Andy backed up a little as if he expected to be pounced on just as he had been with Zack. Chris turned around to face away from Andy once he reached the middle of the circle, before got down onto his hands and knees. He hesitantly spread his legs apart so that his back door was exposed to the cool air and his balls hung free before looked over his shoulder at the mouse boy. He couldn't help but smile at Andy's clear and utter surprise.

Andy looked around the room and back at Chris' waiting ass. Then back around the room once more, as if he were facing some kind of trap and couldn't decide what to do. Chris wiggled his butt as girlishly and seductively as he could to entice the mouse boy who was now erect and leaking what Chris considered an unreasonable amount precum from the tip of his diminutive prick.

Andy finally approached after what seemed like an eternity with his oversized rodent testicles bumping his thighs as he walked. Chris locked his eyes on those fuzzy balls while he remembered just how much cum Andy had soaked the floor with when Zack had raped him. He was eagerly awaiting the feeling of that hot liquid invading him.

Andy nervously positioned himself behind Chris. He was so short that he could stand up and still have his cock against Chris' hole while Chris was on his hands and knees. He released a sigh of relief as he felt his nervousness evaporate before he eased his shaft into the waiting hole.

As Chris expected, Andy's cock felt like little more than a finger penetrating him. However, it was much hotter than Chris expected, which caused him to gasp slightly as Andy slid his shaft forward. Chris was sure the mouse prick couldn't have been more than four or five inches long, while it was half as thick around as his own member was. However, he hoped Andy's substantial load would make up for his lack of endowment.

Chris heard the mouse boy let out a squeaky moan as he pistoned back and forth at an ever-increasing pace, while his precum quickly lubricated Chris' backside to the point that Chris was sure the mouse wouldn't be able to reach an orgasm. He began to clench his muscles around the rodent's shaft. He timed his squeezing to match each time Andy thrust forward. His mind nearly shattered once he discovered the clenching angled Andy's member as he plowed inward to drive it straight into his prostate. After a few more strokes, Chris felt his ass gripping and releasing of its own accord as his orgasm erupted. Each blast of cum escaping him was in perfect time with Andy's lustful strokes.

Chris heard Andy's groans as he gripped his hips to force himself deeper as his orgasm began. At first, Chris only felt the slightest wet warmth in his bowels despite the feeling of Andy's shaft pulsating as it pumped his seed. After a few seconds, though, he began to feel of each powerful spurt inside him as Andy emptied his enormous sack. Each thrust from Andy sent his innards sloshing about like an overfull water balloon, while the excess spunk dripped from his hole and down his balls and shaft, which accumulated in a puddle on the floor to meld with Chris' own spunk. To Chris, Andy's orgasm seemed to last minutes. He realized it was more likely only a handful of seconds had gone by before the mouse boy withdrew but his mind still seemed to think otherwise. Chris' rear tightened after letting loose a splash of mouse cum that soaked his thighs.

While looking around as his head cleared, Chris began notice that most of the Furs in the club were watching his ring. Even the participants in rings two and three were watching and he knew everyone was astonished by his act of submission to Andy. Chris left the ring sheepishly before pulling on his clothes and walking uncomfortably back to Marcus' side as Andy's spunk continued to flow out of him to soak through his boxers and jeans. He could tell even Marcus was surprised by what had transpired. "What?" Chris mumbled questioningly at him with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Nobody subs to Andy. Everyone he's ever been with has dominated him, just like Zack and Terra. I'm not sure if you just gained everyone's respect or if they all think, you're the new cumslut. Nevertheless, you've definitely gone and surprised everyone here," Marcus stuttered once he managed to wipe the dumbfounded expression from his face.

"I just felt sorry for him is all. I felt he should get a chance to top," Chris mumbled his excuse.

"Guess we'll see what everyone makes of it in due time, C'mon, let's get back to the dorm," Marcus replied with a chuckle for what he felt was a lame excuse while Blake announce the club was closing for the night.

When they arrived back at their room, Marcus went straight to his computer to begin perusing his collection of porn, while stroking himself in the process. He hadn't been chosen to participate that night, and Chris could tell Marcus was frustrated with the fact. Chris stood behind him while watching the screen and felt his own erection return as Marcus skimmed past feline, equine, and canine images. "Marcus...," he mumbled after clearing his throat. However, Marcus just ignored him, while he continued to browse. "Marcus...," Chris coughed but he was ignored again. "Marcus!" he declared once he gathered his courage to raise his voice.

"What!" Marcus grumpily snarled as spun around toward him with cock-in-paw.

Chris was taken aback by the response and he shrank away from Marcus momentarily before regaining his stature. "You didn't get picked, did you?" he observed more than asked.

"No, unlucky night, but hey, it happens. I've just been so pent up lately. I was hoping it wouldn't happen tonight," Marcus replied in frustration while he shook his head.

Chris nodded before walking to his side of the room and shedding his clothes. "Do me then," he nearly whispered his offer hesitantly.

An awkward minute passed before Marcus broke the silence. "What?" Marcus mumbled in disbelief.

Chris was completely naked and still leaking Andy's juice like a drippy faucet as he turned to his roommate. "Do me. I haven't had a chance to get fucked by a Canine yet. Besides, you need it. Let's do it. We've already jerked off together. Why not take it further?" he offered nervously. He thought Marcus looked just as dumbfounded as he had after he had witnessed him submit to Andy. However, he noticed his roommate quickly shed the look before he hastily wriggled out of his clothes. Chris found himself once again on his hands and knees with his legs spread. At least this time it was over soft carpet rather than the polished concrete floor of the club. He noticed Marcus wasted no time positioning himself to poke at his rear with the tip of his oddly shaped canine cock.

Chris was grateful he was as lubricated as one could be with Andy's spunk to allow Marcus to enter him easily. However, when Marcus' knot pressed against his backside, he couldn't help but wince in pain. He tried to relax enough to take the bulbous mass inside of him. After several agonizing seconds of strain on his part, and forceful pushing on Marcus', the knot slipped into him. Chris felt his ass close tight around it to grip the thin section of shaft behind it.

Chris felt the knot swell even larger once it was inside of him. It pressed against the walls of his anus to lock itself in place. The sensation forced him to recall the feline who had sprayed spunk on his face during the orgy event at the club more than a week ago. Chris decided to test the knot by pulling away from Marcus, as if he was trying to escape. He heard Marcus groan as he pulled. However, as hard as Chris tried he could not get the knot out of him. He found the harder he struggled the more it swelled within him. He was sure it hadn't taken long for Marcus' knot to at least double in size, which caused it to smash against his sensitive prostate. It even pressed against his 'g-spot' even harder as Chris pulled and struggled underneath his canine mate.

The sensations quickly brought Chris to the brink of pleasure. He could feel his rear clenching desperately at Marcus' knot. It grabbed it before releasing only to grab again. At the same time, thick ropes of cum erupted from Chris' member, which sprayed the carpeted floor below him. It didn't take long for his orgasm to provide the necessary stimulation to pull Marcus over the edge with him just as it had with Andy. He could feel the massive knot pulsing inside him as Marcus blew his load while grunting and bucking his hips forward so hard that his knot shifted. Marcus' shifting knot to stimulated Chris' prostate even more if despite it being a different kind of stimulation. The added stimulation acted to prolong his orgasm longer as his balls clenched up to unleashed more cum than they were accustomed to produce.

Chris remained knotted by Marcus for another five minutes, which seemed to Chris to be a constant never faltering orgasm as Marcus continuously pumped his load for the full duration. Chris' innards felt almost uncomfortable with the combined weight of cum from both partners. He could tell Marcus had cum deeper inside of him with almost as much volume as Andy had. He knew that not all of it would drip out of him. Most would end up being absorbed, and the idea that he would retain the larger portion of their juice was an odd turn-on for him.

At long last, Marcus pulled his shrinking knot out of Chris' back side with an audible 'pop' which followed by a muffled splash as some of the fluid followed it out where it mixed with his small puddle of semen.

Marcus fell over onto his side to lie on the floor panting. "Thanks, I needed that...," he declared before falling fast asleep.

Chris crawled into bed before succumbing to exhaustion. However, he felt his panic rise as he heard the elevator door open. He had completely forgotten about their strange new roommate. He could hear the man's curses as well as that familiar, psst... psst, noise of his roommates tranquilizer.

"What the... really?" psst... psst... "Ah fuck...," Hunter swore as his legs failed him and he tumbled to the floor beside one of his roommates. He could feel the wetness on his face as his brain and body refused to obey his commands or cooperate. "Well, this is new," he mumbled as his eyes fluttered shut as he succumbed to the effects of his new and evidently improved and potent tranquilizers.

Chris couldn't restrain his laughter once he heard Marcus' chuckle. "I think we broke him," he declared as he slid his sore ass to the edge of the bed to look at his two roommates on the floor. "I hope he isn't too pissed, when he wakes up," he declared once he realized Hunter's head was lying in a pool of their combined spunk.

"I think he is completely out of it," Marcus observed as he heard the big man's deep breaths.

"Help me get him to his bed," Chris suggested with a wince once he noticed the big man's oversize tongue had lolled out of his mouth into the pool of their combined semen. "If he wakes up like that he will be pissed," he added quickly.

"Alright, I will get his head and you can take his legs," Marcus agreed reluctantly. However, all he managed to do was grunt once he tried to lift the big man's head.

"Shit, it must be those gravity things," Chris declared in disgust, before he was forced to explain. The two of them never did figure out how to deactivate Hunter's gravity increasing adornments. He and Marcus finally returned to their beds while their new roommate slept with his face in a puddle of their semen. He felt bad about it. Nevertheless, there wasn't anything else they could do. Nevertheless, his dreams were populated with fantasies of furry sex as soon as his eyes fluttered shut.