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Chapter 3

Thanksgiving was approaching, that sweet time of the school year before winter break when everything but finals is done. John couldn't wait, Cory had invited him to meet the parents. The husky was nervous but excited. They had only been dating for a month, was it too soon to meet each other's parents? The husky kept running different scenarios through his head.

Thinking was all he could do to pass the time. His stallion of a roommate, Jared, had gotten bolder with women during the semester. He now brought girls home after John was asleep, fucking them right across the room. Every now and again John opened his eyes to the sight of two dark figures humping each other, it looked like he scored a vixen this time.

Doggystyle, nice... _John thought, _at least it was something different this time. John couldn't close his eyes, they were fixated on the larger stallion as he pounded his prey. John started thinking about Cory as he watched them, wishing they were together tonight. He turned over and tried to rid his mind of sex so he could get some sleep. The husky curled his tail up next to him and eventually fell asleep to the sound of his roommate grunting.

Morning came and John awoke to the rustling of sheets and clothes.

"Shhh, be quiet you're gonna wake my roommate," Jared whispered, "Just go get dressed in the bathroom."

John rolled over and propped himself up by his elbow.

"You don't have to be quiet on my account," John said, his eyebrows raised with a sleepy look on his face.

"Oh my gosh Jared!" the vixen said as her expression grew increasingly excited, "You didn't tell me John was your roommate!" Jared stood still, confused.

"What, do you two know each other?" he asked as he finished getting dressed. The vixen walked to John's bedside as she slipped her top on.

"Of course I know him," she looked from Jared to John, "He's dating Cory." She giggled and started combing her fur.

"Oh... uhm... wait, you're the naked girl from that frat party right?" John said, realizing he wasn't very subtle. The vixen opened her muzzle and looked at him angrily.

"I have a name dick, it's Lizzie," her look changed from serious to silly as she giggled again, "but yes, that was me, and Cory tells me you two have been dating for almost a month!" Jared had gotten bored with their conversation at this point and quietly snuck out of the room. Both John and Lizzie turned as Jared closed the door on the way out.

"Are you dating him?" John asked

"Him?" she scoffed, "Oh goodness no, he's just a good lay" Lizzie winked.

"Oh, well anyway are you one of Cory's friends?" John asked as he sat up in bed. Lizzie nodded and smiled.

"I've known Cory for-ev-er," she enunciated, "we share everything with each other."

"He must talk about me then since you know me..." John said, with a quizzical look on his face. Lizzie nodded again.

"That little fox talks about you nearly every time I see him," John blushed as he heard that, realizing Lizzie probably knew a lot more about him than he'd like a stranger to know.

"And I think it's really cute that you guys are waiting," she said.

"What? Waiting for what?" John asked innocently. Lizzie tilted her head and give a sly look.

"You can't play innocent," Lizzie held up her paw and began counting off, "Library, Stadium, Baker Hall, under the stairs in this building, the coed-"

"Ok I get it, you don't have to keep going," John said, realizing Lizzie was listing off places him and Cory had blown each other on campus.

"What? I've got my own list of places you know, I just think it's cute you guys are waiting until the right time to have sex. I think it's sweet of you." John shrugged, not sure how to respond and still feeling a little embarrassed that Lizzie knew so much.

"Look, Cory needs a guy like you, it's about time he took it slow." Lizzie said, standing up and slipping her shoes on. What did that mean? John thought. Lizzie noticed John's blank look and nudged his shoulder.

"Come on, your meeting him for lunch aren't you?" Lizzie asked.

"Wow he really does tell you everything," John laughed, still a little surprised. Lizzie winked and smiled before heading out the door.

John spent the next 30 minutes getting ready, showering and slipping on some presentable clothes, pants and a polo were his choice. It was getting nippy outside as the winter season approached. He headed over to the dining hall to meet with his white fox.

The dining hall wasn't too big, making it easy to find furs. John quickly spotted Cory and headed over to him. The fox didn't notice his approach because he was looking down at his phone.

"Hey that looks pretty delicious." John said mockingly, pointing at the tray in front of Cory. The fox just rolled his eyes.

"I don't even know why I get the food here," he said as he poked his fork into some sort of fake meat concoction. "I feel like it's going to come alive and eat me."

"Well I guess you'll just have to give it to me then," John smiled, only interested in the cupcake on the corner of the tray.

"Sure, here," Cory pushed the tray towards John after removing the cupcake.

"Whoah I don't think so. I agreed to the whole tray, not part of it." The husky tapped his finger on the table.

"I don't see any cupcake." Cory said as he bit into it, crumbs falling everywhere.

"I'm gonna call the cops and tell em you robbed me." John said with a smile.

"Psh, what are they gonna do? Arrest me?" Cory took another bite of the cupcake, "Oh my god this tastes so good, you should really try it."

"That's it, you're going to straight to prison, 200 years hard labor for crimes against my cupcake." John grinned as he tried to swipe the rest of it from Cory. The fox quickly finished it off and flicked the crumbs from the table, smiling at John the entire time.

John pushed the tray back over to Cory, he folded his paws in front of him and sat forward, trying to be serious.

"If I can be serious for a second, are you sure you want me to meet your parents?" John asked.

"Hun you're still worried about it? I told you it'll be fine. Plus it's better than being cooped up here when everyone's home with their families." Cory said, he took a drink of water to wash down the dry cupcake.

"I know, I just keep worrying about it... Oh! Do you know a vixen named Lizzie?" John asked, remembering his conversation from earlier.

"Heck yeah I know Lizzie, she was at the party remember? You couldn't stop looking at her chest," The fox teased, "you know for being gay that was pretty hetero." Cory giggled and brushed his paw over Johns folded paws.

"You are the funniest fur I know, why don't you do stand up?" John asked sarcastically.

"Me getting all that attention from strangers... I think you'd get a little jealous." Cory squeezed John's paws, he knew he was right.

"Probably, but anyway Lizzie slept with my roommate last night and we talked this morning."

"She's pretty fun huh? I love Lizzie, we share everything."

"That's what she told me, after she told me all the places we fooled around." John gave Cory a stern look.

"What, I'm not allowed to trade stories?" Cory asked

"I don't think everyone should know what we're doing... I'm not out remember?" John asked shyly.

"Of course hun, look if you don't want me to talk about us my lips are sealed." Cory took his paw and ran it across his lips, making a zipping noise as he went.

"Thank you," John said, opening his folded paws and holding Cory's. "When did you want to leave then? For your parents place?"

"I don't have anything else going on this week, my classes are pretty much done until finals so we can go whenever."

"Want to leave tonight?" John asked. Cory looked a little surprised.

"Sure... My family won't be home until the day before thanksgiving since they're with my grandparents though." Cory responded.

"That's okay, that just give us a few days to ourselves." John smiled at the idea. He rubbed his foot against Cory's, eliciting a giggle from the fox.

"I'll get my stuff together, come by when you're ready to leave okay?" Cory asked. John nodded and they blew each other kisses, each getting up and heading off to finish errands and pack.

That afternoon John headed down to Cory's room at the end of the hall, knocking and setting his bag down. The husky could hear rustling through the door. It opened and his favorite fox stood there, leaning to one side from the weight of the bag in his paw. John smiled and held his paw out.

"Gimme," he said, opening and closing his paw.

"My hero," Cory giggled and handed over his bag, John took it and slung it over his shoulder. He bent over to pick up his own bag before grinning at Cory.

"You travel like a girl, do you need this much?" John teased. Cory put his paws on his hips and flung his imaginary hair to the side, looking at John and blinking his eyes rapidly.

"God you're so gay," John shook his head as Cory laughed. They headed down the hall and out of the building.

"We're taking my car right?" John asked.

"You mean your truck? Yes, yes we are," Cory answered, he moved behind the husky to bat as his tail while they walked.

"Hey! Cut it out!" John spun around slowly, balancing the weight he was carrying, "I'll get you, don't think the bags will stop me." Cory started jogged small circles around the husky, waiting for a moment to strike, swooping in to swat at his tail.

John growled playfully as they got closer to his truck. He hurled the bags into the bed of the truck and took off after Cory. The bigger husky chased the fox through some bushes, he knew he could sprint faster. Cory looked back and saw the husky gaining on him.

"Truce! Uncle!" Cory yelled before being pounced on. John wrestled him to the soft grass and held his arms at his sides, sitting atop him.

"Cory Woods, for the crime of husky torture, I sentence you to one year of hard licks." John bent down and slurped the fox's cheek from chin to ear, leaving his fur wet. Cory cringed and shook his head trying to escape the punishment. John laughed and grinned down at the fox.

"Did you learn your lesson?"

"Yes yes!" Cory whimpered, "Please let me up this grass is so wet!"

John got off and helped Cory up, he hadn't thought about how wet the ground might be. The fox's backside was completely soaked, the back of his shirt and pants were nearly dripping. Cory tried to shake some off but it was useless, he looked up to john with a sad expression, his wet tail sagged between his legs

"Come on hun let's get you dry," John wrapped his arm around Cory and walked him back to the truck. The fox had his arms folded and was shivering a little when he hopped into the truck. John started the engine and turned on the heater, he pulled a towel he kept out from under the seat and handed it to Cory. The fox removed his wet shirt and set in on the floor, he dried himself off and set the towel under him on the seat.

"Sorry, I didn't think about the wet grass," John said, Cory nodded and smiled.

"It's okay, I had it coming, thanks for the towel." Cory sat with his ears still folded as he heated up. John felt bad but could only the long drive, they had about a 7 hours ahead of them. Cory scooted over the bench seat and cuddled up to John as he drove.

"Are you gonna wear your seatbelt? It's against the law-"

"Against the law?" Cory looked up, "What are you? A criminal justice major? Just drive." The fox giggled and stayed cuddled up to him.

Day turned to night as they drove along the two lane highway. John occasionally looked over at the cute topless fox cuddled up to him, making him smile. Cory's paw had found its way onto John's thigh and he could feel a gentle squeeze, the fox's paw was slowly rubbing his inner thigh. Cory then nuzzled his way under John's arm.

"What are you up to Cor-" John flinched when Cory squeezed his package, the husky could feel himself getting aroused as the fox rubbed his groin.

"Just drive..." Cory said softly, looking up to John with a grin at the end of his muzzle. The fox traced the growing bulge in John's pants with his fingers, licking his lips as it grew bigger with each gentle squeeze. John squirmed to get more comfortable, opening his legs as wide as he could and leaning back against the seat.

Cory rubbed his muzzle against the husky's trapped wood, teasing him. Every touch made it harder to concentrate on the road. Johns eyes darted between the road and the fox as Cory slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. The fox ran his lips along the husky cock, still trapped by boxers, the fabric quickly becoming wet.

John's left foot tapped against the floorboard as he grew impatient from the teasing. The fox took notice and nuzzled against the huskies knotted member until it poked through the front of his boxers. John sighed as his cock was freed from its wet prison. Cory gripped it under the knot and pulled it to his lips, licking his way along the red shaft. His tongue tracing a vein along the length to the tip.

John kept one paw on the wheel and brought the other down to the fox's head, gently rubbing his ears to encourage him. Cory murred softly and took the tip between his lips, slowly sliding his muzzle forward along the huskies shaft. He had blown John plenty of times, he knew what drove him crazy but he didn't want his husky to finish too soon.

The thick shaft kept pulsing between his lips, leaking pre onto the back of his tongue. Cory twisted his muzzle around the shaft as he bobbed, his saliva making the huskies cock slick. Cory squeezed under the knot to really tease him, each time he did it the huskies right foot would push the gas pedal to the floor causing the engine to jump.

The truck would occasionally pull to the right as the husky lost focus. The warm, wet muzzle wrapped around his cock was too much for him. John looked in the mirror and pulled off onto the shoulder, braking harshly. Cory didn't flinch, he swallowed the huskies cock down to its knot, his paw squeezing underneath it. John groaned loudly and threw the truck into park after it had stopped off the highway. He held the fox's head down with both paws as his hips bucked. This was Cory's favorite part, feeling his boyfriends cock throb in his muzzle. He could feel the huskies warm seed hitting the back of his throat. Cory kept squeezing as the husky emptied his load.

He slowly pulled his muzzle off of John's cock, licking up the last of the cum dribbling off it. The fox licked his lips and looked up to John with a soft smile, the husky looked back, drained and panting softly. John rubbed Cory's ears more and returned the soft smile.

"Good boy," Cory teased, patting the huskies shrinking member. John chuckled and put his member back in his jeans, zipping himself back up.

"You're lucky we didn't crash." John said.

"I had faith in you," Cory said, running his paw down John's chest. "I know you'd never let anything happen to me." John smiled in response, wrapping his right arm around the fox, his paw rubbing the fur on the fox's side. Cory brought his muzzle up and kissed John, their tongue's met and John could taste himself on the fox.

John put the car back into drive as their kiss ended and merged back onto the road.

"How much longer?" Cory asked, he was tucked under Johns arm.

"About an hour," John said. Cory yawned and nodded off as John continued driving.