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Top Cat dragged his feet to the Athletic Center. Sylvester grabbed the yellow cat's paw and pulled him to get him to speed up. It was the evening and slowly but surely fit guys and girls were making their way to their college's Athletic Center.

"Why do I have to do this?" Asked Top Cat, pouting.

"Because I can't keep being the only guy you talk to each week." Responded Sylvester.

That was true, for the past few weeks Sylvester was the only guy Top Cat would talk to. Maybe the only person at all for that matter. Sylvester had always wanted to help get Top Cat out of their room more to have some time to himself, but hadn't seen any options until he spotted a flyer for student volleyball nights near their dorm's RA office. Sylvester dragged Top Cat up the steps and inside.

Top Cat followed Sylvester into the locker room and the two quickly changed. Sylvester didn't care who saw him and did it in front of the other men, showing off his purple jock strap with a nice bulge. Top Cat was more bashful and waited until it was just him and Sylvester before dropping his pants and changing, wearing red and black briefs with a modest bulge. The two entered the main gym just in time to see Sylvester's favorite teacher, Professor Cedille, starting to pick team captains for the night.

"Ah, gentlemen. I had heard we had a few newcomers." Said the heron, grinning at Sylvester and Top Cat.

Professor Cedille had been especially kind to Sylvester since parent's weekend. The heron often asked Sylvester to say "hello" to his father for the bird, Sylvester found it cute. He wasn't sure what happened between the two that day, but something was up. Something his dad wasn't telling him.

"We were just picking team captains. Why don't you two line up with the other people and in a minute we'll do stretches." Said the Professor.

Top Cat slumped over to the group of guys with Sylvester on his tail. Teams were picked quickly, with Top Cat and Sylvester on opposite teams. The black cat smirked as he watched Top Cat flirt with a girl on his team who didn't seem very interested. Professor Cedille stood next to Sylvester and watched.

"Oh, Top Cat's flirting with Denise, that's not good." Grimaced the teacher.

"Why's that, Professor?" Asked Sylvester.

"See that blonde girl with short hair on your team that's about to serve? That's Blaire, she's Denise's girlfriend. In a second Top Cat is gonna get pegged with the ball." Frowned Cedille.

The heron was right, Top Cat wasn't paying attention and soon got beaned with the ball. Sylvester was going to go help up the yellow cat but Cedille stopped him. He wondered why until he looked over and saw Top Cat's own teammates helping him up and laughing with him. It was a rite of passage for people here. The rest of the evening went much better, with Cedille as referee. Each team won a few games, the two cats were able to actually participate and by the end people were asking them to come back again tomorrow.

The two held back while everyone went to shower and change. Top Cat didn't have anything to be ashamed of, thought Sylvester, but he preferred to shower alone. After putting away the net and balls for Professor Cedille while he showered the cats followed suit and went to rinse off. The two quickly undressed after checking that the locker room was deserted, but they arrived at the shower just in time to find Professor Cedille turning on the water. The two watched the bird, naked, before Top Cat shook his head and turned back.

"I'm just gonna shower back at the dorm. See you later." Said Top Cat, turning to leave.

But Sylvester saw this as an opportunity. Hanging up his towel the cat chose a shower head on the opposite side of the rectangular tiled room. Professor Cedille hadn't noticed him until he turned the water on. Neither fur said a thing as they washed themselves, before the teacher broke the silence.

"I usually shower last to avoid questions about my... body." Said the heron, casually.

"My friend wanted to wait until everyone was done, he's not very confident in himself." Replied Sylvester, surprised he remained soft.

"The one with the hat? He seemed like he was in better shape than most of the guys out there." Said Dr. Cedille, turning to Sylvester.

"It's not that... it's... I shouldn't be telling you this." Responded Sylvester, turning to Dr. Cedille.

There was a silence between the two. Professor Cedille looked at Sylvester's length and smiled, while Sylvester spent a long time looking at his professor's lack of a cock.

"So, I guess you don't take completely after your father after all." Grinned the professor.

"W-what?" Asked Sylvester, a bit flustered by the mention of his father by his naked professor.

"Well, your father is a bit bigger than you. Nothing to be ashamed of, I mean, look at me. You're definitely bigger than I am." Replied Dr. Cedille, pointing to his cloaca.

Sylvester turned his sights back to his professor's cloaca. He'd never seen one before. To his horror, his cock was beginning to stir. The cat wondered how Professor Cedille had seen his father's length, but that's not what is important right now. His own dick was growing and he had no way to hide it.

"Like what you see?" Grinned Dr. C.

Sylvester was at a loss for what to do. He didn't bother covering himself with his paws. His professor wasn't offended or leaving, but actually grinning at him. But this was wrong, wasn't it?

"Well, I suppose I can help you out with any stiffness after vigorous exercise. Come here and let me give you a massage" Said Dr. Cedille airily.

The cat gulped and approached his professor. His cock was hard and his foreskin automatically pulled back from his head. As he got closer to the bird he turned around and turned off the shower, bending over to better expose his cloaca to his student.

"It'll just be our little secret, okay?" grinned the bird, leaning against the wall.

"Yeah, sure." Responded Sylvester as he got closer to the bird.

Sylvester got to his teacher and was a bit unsure of what to do. He remembered the hyena he fucked a few months ago and swiped his cock up and down the feathery slit to see if it was wet, but this only showed how eager Professor Cedille was.

"Don't tease me, Sylvester. Put it in!" Whined the heron.

Deciding to listen to his professor, the cat shoved his length fully into the teacher. The heron squawked loudly, and Sylvester was glad that it was late and the locker room was empty. He thrusted his cock into Dr. Cedille at a steady pace, it's tight wetness working up a big load in Sylvester's balls. Soon the cat's balls were slapping against the bird.

"Gonna cum soon, professor." Growled Sylvester.

"Then fill me!" Cooed Professor Cedille.

Sylvester needed no more goading and gave one final hard thrust into Dr. C, shooting a load of cum into the bird. Each thrust after he gave shot another torrent of cum into his teacher, until he just held his softening cock in Professor Cedille. Sylvester let out a "mrowl" noise after he was through filling his professor.

"Good boy, I was hoping your father would fill me like his, but he wanted to use a condom." Grinned Professor Cedille, looking back at his pupil.

"So... so my dad fucked you?" Gasped Sylvester, trying to catch his breath.

"Yeah, but he didn't fill me like this." Sighed Dr. C.

Sylvester slowly stepped back, pulling out his soft cock from his professor. Dr. Cedille turned back on the shower and bent over, washing away all the cat and bird spoo from his cloaca. Sylvester returned to his shower and washed away the semen that had gathered on his length, balls, and pubic scruff. When the two were clean they grabbed their towels and went to get dressed.

"Remember, my special massages are only done in secret." Winked Professor Cedille.

"I know, professor." Responded Sylvester, going to his row of lockers to get dressed.

The cat walked alone back to his dorm, with his professor on his mind. He was glad not to run into anyone on the way back, but was greeted by Top Cat, who had questions.

"So... how was it?" Asked Top Cat.

"It was a shower, TC, not anything else." Grinned Sylvester.

"Aw, man. I thought you'd at least ask about his missing dick." Frowned Top Cat.

"And if he asked why you didn't want to shower with us?" Replied Sylvester.

"Point taken, Syl." Responded Top Cat, folding his ears.

Sylvester grabbed his toothbrush and quickly got ready for bed in their communal bathroom. Returning, he found Top Cat already asleep in his bed. Sylvester climbed in his own bed and was about to fall asleep when his phone buzzed with an email.

"This is my personal email, if you want another massage just send me a message here. - Dr. C."

Sylvester put his phone on its charger and laid back in bed. He's going to have to do that again. But between his father, his brother, his roommate, a TA he has, and his favorite professor, he was going to be having a lot of sex. What a life for a teenage cat!