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“Great job out there, team!"

A loud cheer rose from all gathered in the locker room.

“Especially you, Jacob, superb work out there," Coach Rodney went on, an approving smile on his face.

The tiger he'd praised chuckled as his teammates clapped him on the back appreciatively.

“Now that we've won the final game of the semester, and won quite well, I might add, I'd say you boys have earned yourselves one hell of a break."

Another cheer, tinged with relief and excitement this time.

“But remember, there will still be more games after this, so don't get too lazy with your vacation time!"

“Yes, coach!", the team loudly affirmed.

“Good. Dismissed."

He didn't need to say it twice before the whole college football team scattered, heading to shower off all the dirt and sweat accumulated over the course of several, hard played games.

Jacob, their foremost quarterback, was feeling the glow of triumph as he showered the grime away, like all his teammates, who'd worked just as hard as him to gain the victory they'd had. It wasn't just winning the game that had him in a good mood, though, surprising as that was. There was someone waiting for him in their shared dorm room, someone who'd promised him some… fun activities if he came back from a victory.

Sure enough, when Jacob got his phone out after drying off and clothing himself, there was the message he was looking for.

“Congrats on the game!

Looks like I have a bargain to uphold… and maybe a bit more~"

His heart pounded with anticipation, his smile spreading as he read the texts. Oh, boy, would it be a sweet day today…

He hardly noticed his teammates smile at him, seeing his reaction to his phone. And why not? It wasn't like some of the rest of them had some “special appointments" scheduled for this. Though, for Jacob, it definitely wasn't in the way they probably expected.

Regardless, the tiger was excited, even more so than before, and he almost couldn't get out of the locker room fast enough.

—--

After several minutes of running across campus to the dormitories, Jacob took the chance to stop and catch his breath as soon as he reached the door to his own dorm.

'So much for that shower,' the tiger thought wryly, the run having made him feel a little less fresh and clean, but not too dirty in the end.

Straightening up from where he leaned against the wall for a rest, Jacob typed in his door code before grasping the door handle, his heart and stomach roiling with anticipation for what was on the other side.

He pulled the handle down, pushed the door open and walked in, calling out “Honey, I'm home!" in a humorous manner.

At least, that was what was supposed to happen. However, when Jacob got to the “I'm", he stopped in his tracks, both verbally and physically..

Kneeling on his bed, was his roommate/boyfriend, Kevin. Compared to Jacob, the dalmatian was much thinner, preferring to spend his time getting skilled at E-sports, and he was certainly up there in terms of skills. Jacob, of course, far from minded the different body type; in fact, he actually preferred it.

That wasn't what had shocked the tiger into silence, however. It was what his boyfriend was wearing.

Specifically, the dalmatian was wearing what was clearly a college cheerleading outfit, and it looked especially skimpy on him; a light blue pleated miniskirt with white trim at the bottom, and a similarly coloured and designed string top that left almost all of his torso exposed for the world to see.

The effect was immediate, Jacob feeling blood flowing to a certain part between his legs.

“Hey, babe," Kevin cooed. “Really good game out there."

Swallowing a suddenly dry throat, Jacob replied huskily, “Yeah… yeah, it really was…"

For several moments, the two of them stared at each other silently, before Kevin broke it, saying, “You know, that shot near the end was really impressive."

Jacob nodded absently, saying, “Uh-huh," almost dumbly.

Another few moments of silence abounded before the dalmatian giggled a little nervously, “Ehe… I did say I had something more in store for you…"

A deep rumble issued from Jacob's throat as the tiger replied, “Yeah, you sure did, babe…"

Wordlessly, the tiger advanced on the thin dalmatian, leaning in and catching his lips in an aggressive kiss.

For several moments, the two boys were laid on Kevin's bed, Jacob enthusiastically pressing his tongue against Kevin's, and the canine returning the favour just as much, before they broke apart with a gasp.

“You know… how fucking… breedable you look… in that outfit," Jacob growled breathlessly.

Kevin laughed, just as out of breath, “Thanks for the compliment, Jay."

“I'm serious," the tiger replied, before leaning in and kissing him silly again.

When they broke away for air again, Jacob took the time to admire the sight of his dalmatian boyfriend in a highly skimpy cheerleader outfit lying beneath him, the outfit having been ruffled a bit from their sudden and intense make out sessions.

It was all the feline could do from tearing off the get up right then and there.

Instead, he asked Kevin, “Where'd you get that?"

Blushing a bit, the canine told him, “I have a friend on the cheerleading squad, and I just… asked her if I could borrow one of the spare outfits."

Jacob blinked; he hadn't known that part, but he supposed it was a subject that was highly unlikely to be brought up in most of their conversations.

“She ask any questions?"

“Oh, no, she just got it for me, just said to return it as soon as possible," Kevin assured him.

“Well, that's good to know," Jacob hummed.

“Either way, it was definitely worth it, judging from your reaction," Kevin teased.

“No regrets, huh?" Jacob smirked.

His dalmatian boyfriend grinned, telling him, “You kidding me? There's nothing I've regretted less!"

Jacob grinned back, saying, “Same here, Kev."

Quick as a flash, one of the tiger's hands shot out, gripping the miniskirt's waistline, Kevin gasping in surprise.

“Now, let's see here…"

Pulling the skirt down and off the dalmatian's legs, Jacob was treated to the sight of Kevin wearing a pair of blue-and-white panties, his boyfriend's hard cock straining through the tight fabric.

“Really went all in for me, huh?" Jacob growled as he teased Kevin.

The dalmatian could only blush while his tail tried to wag despite being pinned beneath him.

Jacob palmed the bulge in the panties, running and rubbing his hand along the length of it, making Kevin shakily gasp, his hips lightly thrusting up to the tiger's touch.

“Naughty, naughty boy, aren't you?" Jacob growled into the canine's ear, Kevin whining in response.

After a few minutes of him teasing Kevin through his panties, Jacob decided it was a good time to move on to the next stage, swiftly tugging the panties off and freeing Kevin's member fully, letting the feline enjoy seeing it in its full glory. Obviously, it wasn't as big as Jacob's, but Kevin didn't mind that; he fully enjoyed having the larger feline's member in whatever hole he felt like.

Speaking of, Jacob hurriedly shucked off all his clothes, tossing them to the side along with the previously discarded skirt and panties.

From below, Kevin couldn't help but admire the wonderful sight before him, the tiger's naked, well-toned, exquisitely patterned body rising over him. He couldn't get enough of it, despite it being far from the first time he'd gotten to witness it. However, the real star of the show was Jacob's girthy member, throbbing powerfully in arousal, and Kevin couldn't help but ogle it with shameless lust in his eyes.

This didn't escape the tiger's notice, the bigger feline smirking at him, asking, “Enjoying the view, hun?"

Kevin laughed lightly, “Always."

“Hehe… Good."

Reaching over to the bedside table, the big feline pulled out a bottle of lube, pouring a generous amount of the fluid over both his own cock, and over his boyfriend's entrance, rubbing his hand over both to spread it around all the more, before snapping the bottle shut. Wasting no time after that, Jacob laid his hands on Kevin's hips, positioning himself and his boyfriend in the most comfortable position for what was to come.

The tiger glanced up, looking into the dalmatian's eyes with askance, even though this was far from their first rodeo. It was just one of the many things that Kevin really appreciated about Jacob. Despite being one hell of a jock, he was a very tender and caring guy at the end of the day… especially to his boyfriend.

Kevin answered that questioning look promptly, his eyes becoming half-lidded as he cooed seductively, “Come and get your prize, hun."

“Well, don't mind if I do," Jacob growled in arousal.

The tiger's barbed member slid easily into the dalmatian's hole, Jacob hilting in next to no time. Of course, having had his tailhole fucked multiple times before had that effect. Kevin moaned satisfyingly in response, his back arching at the familiar pleasure of getting penetrated by his tiger boyfriend.

“God, right there…"

The tiger was only too happy to oblige the dalmatian's pleasured moaning and cries, making sure to aim for the most sensitive spots, to have more musical sounds come out of Kevin's mouth as a result of his efforts. Needless to say, Jacob wasn't just very good at being an athlete, if the amount of raunchy noises his boyfriend was making were any indication.

At first, the pace they went was slow enough, but Jacob was quick to up both the speed and the force of his thrusts, much to Kevin's utter delight, the tiger now working off the excess hormones and energy of the game by pumping it with almost mindless abandon into Kevin's tailhole. The dalmatian for his part couldn't get enough of it.

“M-more!" “Fuck yeah, just like that!" “Harder, Jay!"

The minutes went by, and both Jacob and Kevin were starting to get close to their climaxes, and the feline of the couple was beginning to ram his hips even harder into Kevin's in response, his mouth open and drooling from all the moaning and panting he was doing as he gave it his all, pounding Kevin relentlessly.

Kevin, for his part, had lost the ability to speak coherently for a fair bit now, his arms splayed over his head, his legs locked tight around his boyfriend's powerful hips, and his mind now in a state of near-catatonic pleasure, the only things coming out of his mouth now mostly being breathless swears, moans, cries for more, and of course, Jacob's name.

Then, after several more forceful thrusts from Jacob, Kevin moaned out something new, “Fuck, I– I'm getting close–"

Hearing that news seemed to flip a switch in Jacob, the tiger now pressing close, leaning in to growl into Kevin's ear, “Getting close, huh? So am I."

With those words, Jacob seemed to turn into a whole different person, an almost feral beast, putting his thrusts into what felt like overdrive, if something like that was even possible. Kevin could only moan that much louder, his arms now instinctively wrapping around Jacob's torso as he tried to hold onto something against the onslaught of rough and hard thrusts as the tiger now leaned in closer to him in a mating press.

Looking up a little, Kevin saw the lust colouring Jacob's eyes, his face twisted in an expression of unbridled ecstasy.

The dalmatian became lost, staring into those eyes shaded in arousal, the way their intense gaze seemed to pierce right through him just like how Jacob's dick was doing to his now well-used tailhole.

It wasn't all that surprising, then, when Kevin was caught off-guard by the tiger's sudden movement, as Jacob leaned in and caught his lips in a kiss once more, this one more sloppy and passionate than either of the previous ones.

Kevin was frozen in shock for a brief moment, before shaking it off and working on reciprocating the feline's seemingly hungry lips and tongue. The moans that rumbled against his mouth seemed to show that he was doing a pretty good job, so he kept it up.

Unfortunately, their bodies wouldn't let them stay locked together like that for long, and they had to break off for air. Panting, catching their breath, the two of them simply stared at each other, letting the other show them the amount of love and lust they had for each other, letting them know just how strongly they felt together.

What felt like hours but was probably only a few seconds passed between them, the only sound being their heavy breathing and the hard impact of hips to hips. Then, with a growl, the silence and loving stares ended, as Jacob leaned in once more, his thrusts becoming more frenzied.

“Fuck, I'm getting really close," the tiger gasped into Kevin's ear.

“Me too," the dalmatian breathlessly affirmed. “C-can we–?"

“We'll cum together," Jacob promised with a deep growl. Kevin didn't doubt him for a second.

And Kevin was certainly right about that.

Several more thrusts later, and Jacob ground out between pants, “Fuck, I'm gonna cum!"

The tiger quickly leaned forward, then kissed Kevin hard for the fourth time, his thrusts slowing down in exchange for being far more forceful, before finally, with one last rough pump of his hips into Kevin's, his orgasm arrived, dick twitching and throbbing as it shot numerous ropes of cum into the cavity it was buried in.

For Kevin, that last hard thrust into his prostate couple with the feeling of Jacob unloading all his cum inside him was enough to drive him over the edge, the dalmatian crying out and digging his fingers into his boyfriend's back as his cock spurted out his load of seed, the fluid landing all over the two boys' torsos, over the cheerleader top Jacob had foregone removing, and generally making a mess of themselves. It was a mess they were happy to have, of course.

After collapsing onto their sides from the exertion, the two furs simply laid there in companionable silence, enjoying the other's warmth and the afterglow of some particularly great sex.

The silence was broken by Kevin, the canine asking, “So… that a great enough surprise for your win?"

Jacob could only grin and chuff, telling his boyfriend, “It's probably way up there, hun."

Kevin sighed in relief as he said, “That's good to hear… because we have to wash this top of all the cum we got all over it…"

There was a brief pause, before the two of them were giggling over that last statement. Oh, for sure, they were gonna have to wash Kevin's borrowed cheerleading outfit before the dalmatian had to return it to that cheerleading friend he'd mentioned, but for now… for now, the two of them were than happy to bask in their victorious afterglow.