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"Do you offer any extra credit?" a nervous wolf asked; he stood in front of a class emptying after the days lecture.

"Ron, did you even read the syllabus? There is no extra credit in this course." the attractive instructor said.

"Hear me out okay? I'm sorry, I know I should have worked harder, but I'm this close to graduating and I can't afford to repeat a course." the wolf held his paws together in a pleading fashion. The professor sighed and rubbed the back of his head while he searched for something to appease the beggar.

"Okay, you want extra credit? It's going to cost you." he said sternly.

"Yes! Whatever it takes." Ron said, almost jumping as he tried to weasel his way out of a failing grade.

"I'm going up to Cedar Point with some colleagues to make some observations over the weekend. If you come along and help me with my research I'll pass you."

"Easy, when are you leaving?" Ron asked, pulling out his phone to make a note.

"3 P.M. Friday, if you need a ride I'll be in my office before I leave," they exchanged an awkward silence as they looked at each other, "are you waiting for something else?" the older german shepherd asked.

"Oh, that's it? My bad." Ron put his phone away and adjusted the backpack over his shoulders, "See you then, and thanks Mr. Hall!" The wolf turned and headed out the door, pushing it and giving a loud cheer when he entered the hallway. The 38 year old professor watched the younger wolf's legs as he left. He shook his head of impure thoughts and gathered his things.

Ron led an incredibly different life from Mr. Hall. The professor wasn't even sure the word responsibility was in the younger wolf's vocabulary. The week went quickly for both of them, Mr. Hall spent most of his time working either from the university or from home. Ron spent most of his partying; Mr. Hall was lucky if Ron showed up to class without a hangover or even at all. The german shepherd couldn't figure it out. The younger wolf was smart; he could do anything but he just didn't try. Thursday night Mr. Hall was able to piece it all together.

After a long evening of work Mr. Hall locked his equipment up and began the walk to his apartment near campus. The walk took him past the dorms and all the fraternity houses on campus. A loud party was still going on and the property was well illuminated. Mr. Hall shook his head; he was sure any number of laws were being broken inside. As he was looking toward the house a familiar wolf busted out of the front wearing only a pair of khaki shorts and stumbled down the porch stairs to the grass.

Mr. Hall stopped as he recognized Ron, before he could say anything the young wolf threw up on the grass. He was bent forward and hurling his guts out. A few furs followed soon after and cheered, toasting their drinks in the air as their fraternity brother coughed and heaved.

"Are you kidding me?" Mr. Hall said loudly as he walked toward the still bent over wolf.

"Easy old man, he's fine." a Leopard from the porch spat back.

"This old man can have your fraternity suspended; he's throwing his guts up." the older german shepherd approached the wolf who was still catching his breath. He pulled out his university I.D. and showed it to the others.

"You better shut this party down or I will, don't make me come back." They backed down, mumbling to each other and returning inside.

"No, no I'm fine" Ron stuttered, his body swayed with the wind.

"Come on what's wrong with you? I'm taking you home." Mr. Hall said, wrapping an arm around the younger wolf and supporting him as they started walking.

"But this is my home." Ron almost threw up again but swallowed it.

"Not tonight it's not, you're done drinking."

"Where are we gonna go?" Ron asked slowly.

"My apartment, it's just up here and you're going to bed." Mr. Hall walked the wolf to his place, Ron's head was hung down the entire time. Mr. Hall leaned the wolf against the wall in front of his place and opened the door.

"Here, come on watch your step," The shepherd herded the wolf into his home. Ron stumbled to the kitchen and heaved into the sink. Mr. Hall closed the door and went to his room to get some blankets. When he returned Ron was leaned over the sink but still conscious. The german shepherd snapped his fingers a few times before the wolf looked over. Mr. Hall pointed at his L shaped couch and Ron trudged across the room.

"Is this why your grades are so low? Because you spend your nights like this?" Mr. Hall asked. Ron didn't reply but kept his head down, his ears lowered as his professor called him out. The shirtless wolf slumped on the couch, Mr. Hall placed a blanket over him and an empty bucket next to him. The shepherd turned to walk away and he heard a soft whimper.

"Don't leave me," Ron said, "please?" the wolf raised his head hoping to persuade his professor like before in class. The shepherd put his paws on his hips. He felt sorry for the wolf; he had made his fair share of poor choices in college. Mr. Hall went to his room and changed quickly into some sweats and a T-shirt, deciding to stay with the younger wolf. He approached Ron and sat next to him on the couch. Ron held the blanket open and looked up to his professor. Mr. Hall took it and partially covered himself.

"I can't sleep, I feel like shit... I just don't want to be alone." Ron said while looking away. The shepherd turned on the T.V. with the remote, hoping it would sooth him.

"Are you even 21?" Mr. Hall asked.

"Yes sir, as of last week."

"Last week? How long have you been drinking like this?" Mr. Hall asked with a concerned tone. There was a pause while the wolf sighed and counted on his paw underneath the blanket.

"Six years." Ron said, looking at the shepherd this time as if he was seeking approval or acceptance. Mr. Hall was speechless, he put on a gentle smile to comfort the wolf.

"What's your first name?" Ron asked bluntly.

"It's in the syllabus." Mr. Hall replied. Ron let out a loud drunken laugh.

"You know no one reads those right?" the wolf asked.

"Yeah... my name's Jeff." he said.

The room grew quiet as they both turned their attention to the T.V. in the darkness. Ron would hiccup and his body would grumble occasionally as time passed. Jeff thought about Ron's six year response but feel asleep quickly, the stressful days' work catching up to him.

The younger wolf would move a little here and there, it didn't bother Jeff until he noticed the wolf had subtly wrapped around him. The wolf was on his side and leaning against him, his arms wrapped under his lower back and across his flat stomach. Ron appeared to be asleep so Jeff placed his paw on the wolf's back and rubbed it in circles. Ron made some barely audible noises and nuzzled into his chest.

Jeff couldn't tell what time it was but it was still dark out. He drifted back to sleep with the wolf around him; all the physical contact had made him aroused and he now slept with an erection. It tented his sweatpants and the blanket a little bit. Ron was awake and noticed; he looked up to his professor, licking his lips. When Jeff had fallen back asleep the wolf lowered his arm from the shepherd's tummy to his tent. He rested his forearm against the tent, forcing it down against Jeff's body. The older shepherd inhaled deeply but didn't move.

Ron was still tipsy but he knew what he wanted. He kept his eyes on Jeff's face as his paw slowly rubbed the dog's trapped tool. He could feel its warmth through Jeff's sweatpants and the dog breathed heavily when Ron squeezed him. The younger wolf stroked his bone faster and faster, using Jeff's sweatpants as a crude fleshlight. Ron's ears perked when Jeff moaned quietly, the shepherd's eyes slowly opened as he pushed his hips into the wolf's paw.

They exchanged gazes while the wolf's paw pumped over the trapped member, the shepherd's pre-cum had made small wet spots down his leg. Ron picked up his pace as the shepherd squirmed a little. Jeff was enjoying himself too much to object and he was already close. Ron nuzzled his way under the shepherd's shirt and kissed his tummy, licking around his belly button. Jeff's paw pressed against Ron's back as the wolf felt the trapped member jump in his grip. He kept squeezing it and looked at the shepherd's lap, his paw was moving subtly as the dog's cock throbbed and shot cum down his leg. Multiple wet spots started showing down the shepherd's leg as Ron squeezed the trapped knot.

Jeff was panting softly as he emptied himself in his sweatpants. Ron looked up at him with a drunken grin, pleased with his work. The fabric left Jeff's cock tender though and he eventually had to pry the wolf's paw off of it.

"I wasn't done..." Ron pouted. Jeff chuckled and rubbed the wolf's ears. His inner thigh and leg was coated with his own cum and it was cooling quickly, making him uncomfortable. The sweatpants stuck to his leg and made him shiver. Jeff tossed his half of the blanket over the wolf and got up. Ron tugged his tail gently as he got up.

"Where do you think you're going?" the wolf asked.

"To clean up the mess you made." Jeff said as he walked down the hall. Ron was too lazy to follow, he sprawled out on the couch as Jeff left. The shepherd hadn't noticed that the wolf began pawing before he left.

Jeff showered quickly, cleaning his matted fur. He kept thinking about what had happened. He was a mix of ashamed and embarrassed. The shepherd knew he should have stopped it but didn't; and the more he thought about it the more aroused he got. He finished showering quickly to curb his arousal and composed himself. The shepherd was going to confront the younger wolf about his actions until he walked into the living room and saw him. Ron was naked and almost curled up in a ball, he was rocking slowly and Jeff could see his large red shaft sliding between his lips.

Ron had curled up to suck himself off after Jeff left the room. He was going strong as Jeff returned, slurping loudly around his own thickness. Jeff swallowed subtly, the younger wolf was easily bigger than him. He stood dumbfounded as Ron pleasured himself. His arousal returned, betraying him as his new pair of sweatpants started tenting out. The younger wolf looked over at him but didn't stop, his gaze teased the older shepherd.

Jeff succumbed to the wolf's temptation, he stripped quickly and approached the busy wolf. Ron's needy eyes followed Jeff until he was in front of him. The shepherd knelt down to the wolf's rump which hung off the edge of the couch and buried his muzzle between the younger canine's cheeks. His tongue lapped eagerly around the wolf's hole to get him ready. Ron shivered at the wetness, he stopped sucking himself and gasped. The wolf squirmed as Jeff ate him out, his tongue was replaced by two fingers which easily penetrated him. Ron's body was still relaxed from the alcohol and Jeff knew it.

Both of Jeff's paws spread the wolf's legs and pulled him to his rump up in the air. The horny shepherd squatted in front of him and lined up his cock. They locked eyes briefly before Jeff rammed himself into the younger wolf. Ron winced as he felt the dog almost split him in two. He got used to it quickly as the dog started pounding into him. Jeff slowly stood, holding Ron by his hips. The wolf's shoulder's and upper back were on the couch but his lower back and hips were held up by the shepherd's arms and cock.

Jeff looked down over the slender wolf's body, only now realizing how attractive he was when buried inside him. He held the wolf's hips as he fucked him; Ron's larger tool bounced in the air above the wolf's chest. The wolf was leaking pre over himself, it leaked onto his neck and some fell around his muzzle. The room filled with moans and grunts as Jeff bred his young student. The angle he drove himself in at caused the wolf's tummy to bulge slightly when he hilted inside him.

Ron was already built up from blowing himself, the wolf's cock pushed him over before long and he howled like a bitch. His large shaft shot cum down his body and the wolf held his muzzle open. He shot several times onto his tongue and across his face as he was fucked. The wolf moaned sensually as each thrust milked a little more cum from his spent member. Jeff couldn't handle seeing the wolf cover himself in his own cum. His next thrust caused the couch to move with a loud creak as he knotted into his student. His tongue hung out of his muzzle and his knees shook, his cock pumping the younger wolf full of seed. Jeff knelt down before he collapsed and licked up the wolf's front as he filled him.

They were both panting when Ron tightened his hole around the shepherd for the last time. Jeff growled as his sensitive flesh was teased inside the wolf. Ron giggled while looking down his cum cover torso at his professor. Mr. Hall was always composed but here he was, growling like an animal and buried inside him. Jeff leaned forward and began licking up the cum from Ron's tummy and chest.

By the time the shepherd pulled out it was getting light out. He licked some of his own cum up as it leaked from the wolf. Once he'd gotten his fill he stood in front of Ron and helped him up. The wolf tried to kiss Jeff as he got up but the shepherd dodged it by turning his head. Ron kissed his cheek and grinned.

"What? It's not like I let you fuck me for extra credit." the wolf joked.

"No, but that's what you'll be doing tonight." Jeff returned the grin and the two rushed to get ready for the day.