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Mathew +Ulaseoul

Hm . . . I didn't really expect to spend my afternoon like this.

“So bromination will always attach anti, right?"

“Yeah, usually. It's easier if you draw out the intermediate." I mumble as I scroll through the online notes. The pictures and the words just didn't seem to make sense anymore. I glance over to a much more interesting sight.

Sitting on my bed, tail lazily flicking back and forth, was a behemoth of a lion. Anthro, of course. This isn't some zoo, or Narnia. God knows I'd rather be in either than looking up reaction mechanisms.

He glances over and catches me staring. I don't look away, and he only smiles cheekily and sticks out his tongue. A giant, hot, built lion. Right in my room.

God you're a piece of shit. But I'm not gonna let this distract me from passing this damn class, no no. Just try me bitch.

“Ugh, it's so hot in here." Ulas, the lion on the bed groans as he fans himself with his already sinfully thin tank top. Buddha give me strength to resist this temptation . . .

* * * *

Mmm, this is bad. I didn't really think the next move would be so hard . . .

They always show humans going crazy once they're alone with you, but I guess pornos aren't really the best sources of information. But damn if he hasn't been eye-fucking me all quarter.

I glance over to him sitting at his desk . . . at the other side of the room. Ugh, I know I'm the one who asked for a study partner but still, actual studying?! And he's so far too! He always seems a couple steps away, now that I think about it.

Maybe he's racist . . . no he's a pretty flaming liberal. Mm, no those aren't mutually exclusive . . . is it just a human thing? To not want any contact with another living creature? Hm, out of context its starting to sound like I'M the racist one.

That being said, I'm not even sure why I'm trying to get with him. I look him over again. He isn't fit. Nor is he particularly thin. Nor is he particularly handsome.

He lets out a sigh and musses his hair again, and I let out a little purr. God, everything he does is just shouts “fuck with me". I just wanna know how he smells, how he acts . . . wait is he a virgin?

That would explain why he's so careful about all this.

Either way, I should probably focus on studying for now . . . wait for him to get more comfortable. “Hey. Mat, could you help me with this hydroboration problem?"

* * * *

“Sure, what do you need help with?" I ask, turning towards the lion.

“Well I'm not sure if the bromine goes here or . . . here?"

“Uh, I can't really see from there. One second." I say as I get up from my cheap metal chair. I take a couple of steps and- LORD HE STINKS!

I have to cover my nose and recoil from the pure shock of it. He smelled like concentrated sex in a locker room, his sweaty body covered in cu-

“It wants the more substituted carbon so here, right?" He asks, turning to me as I rip my hand from my face and stand straight as I can.

“Y-Yeah, it should be there. But don't forget to take in stereochemistry as well." I say, trying to calm myself down. I can't but breath in, it's absolutely addictive. I know he just came back from a workout, but still this is too much. It's such a deep, rich scent, god what does his cock smell like? I wanna just bury my face in his-

“Oh, and can I see your notes on E2 reactions? I still don't know how to draw the mechanisms." He says, luckily too engrossed in the practice final to notice me.

“Gimme a sec." I say as I quickly return to my table. I start rifling through my papers, my hands actually shaking. What the hell, this is worse than when I was a fucking high schooler!

“Mat, you're okay with me being here, right?"

“Huh?" I ask, head snapping around.

“Well, its kinda obvious you're uncomfortable right now." He says, a paw scratching at his head, mussing up his already messy mane. “If you don't feel comfortable around me, I can leave. I don't wanna bother you, and you've helped me lots already."

“N-No I don't have a-a problem with you! A-And it's definitely not the fact that you're, you're, you know!" I say, stuttering in a panic.

He lets out a thoughtful hum, slowly getting up. Lord, he's tall. And wide. And hot. “Then what is it?" He says as he approaches, that decadent and downright sinful musk wafting over me again. “You can be honest with me." he puts on a small, sincere smile on his muzzle. God, I just want him to PIN ME DO-

I swallow the thick saliva gathering in my mouth. “I-I just, i-i-it's the stress, and, and it's been a while! And I . . . I uh . . . you're hot."

My face is on fire, but I can't possibly look away as his Cheshire grin widens, and his eyes narrow dangerously.

“Is that so?"

* * * *

He nods, obediently.

“Finally, some honesty." I say as I bring a claw tip up under his chin, leaning down to really get in close. He shivers as I brush my muzzle against his lips. “Now that we know what the problem is . . . will you let me help?"

His eyes widen, and he looks frantic, but still nods. Hesitantly, but that's probably just a human thing. I bring my paws to his chest. He had on a baggy shirt from some band, and some old jeans. I didn't get how he could wear something so stifling in this heat.

But just taking off his shirt is making him shiver, so maybe he just likes it hot. Like me~

I push him back against his desk, and he looked better shirtless than I thought. Broadish shoulders, a healthy gut, some nice tits, definitely someone who tried to work out. I lean in for a kiss, but veer down to his neck instead, licking and nipping the exposed skin, making him moan and lean into me.

God, the feel of his skin was driving me wild. It was smooth and weird, and sensitive. Marking him was so easy, I didn't even need to bite in.

His hands wrap around me, pulling me closer. I can't contain a little chuckle as he was starting to get into it more, my own hands wrapping around him, claws landing on his back and gently dragging them down, making him let out a little yelp.

But the fucker loves it rough, humping into my leg like that, already rock hard.

I let out a growl and move back up to his face, pushing into him for a kiss.

With a muzzle, I couldn't really lock lips that well, but damn if he didn't get into it, grabbing at my mane and pulling me in closer, sticking his tongue into my muzzle, teeth hitting against each other. I let out a low purring as I start lapping at his own mouth, careful to not be overbearing.

We would break apart for a quick breath before he would dive back into me, saliva running down our chins, messy strands connecting and breaking as we humped into one another, my own hard cock rubbing right on top of his. He makes such great noises too, moaning so pretty like that, almost begging me to fuck him silly, show him how lions get it on.

He wraps his legs around me, and I pull him up onto the desk, groping at his body, pawing at his dick. I can barely stand to wait for it. I pull off from the kiss and push him back, little bridges of saliva breaking as I kiss and lick down his neck, his chest, following his treasure trail right to my treat.

I'm not gonna lie. I tear open his pants. The button? Fucked. The zipper? Fucked. Him? Ohoho, soon.

But for now I pull down his boxers and let his cock flop out. The scent was so heady and intense up close, I couldn't help but pur as I grab the length, almost engulfed in my (to be fair very large) paw. I lick the head, the pre salty and musky, and addictive. I keep lapping at the shaft, from bottom to top, really cleaning it off, getting every drop of pre I can.

I'm at the head now, breathing heavily as I open my maw and take him all i-

“Sh-Shit, stop!" I look up at him, his red face, straining as he grabs his own dick and-

“Ahhh~!" The first spray of cum hits me right in my chin, the sharp ammonia scent cutting through the musk. I look down in time to get another spurt right on my muzzle, and the next one going in as I go down on him, sucking him dry. “F-FFFFuuck!"

His whole shaft fits so nicely in my muzzle, his cum bitter sweet and oh so thick. I can't help but moan as I swallow it all down. It was definitely a lot nicer of a drink than wolf cum.

“I-I'm so sorr-"

I let his still hard dick flop out of my maw as I lean up and smash our mouths together again, sticking my tongue as far in as I can. He shivers and moans like a bitch, my tail wagging like some mutt.

“God that was hot." I say in-between kisses. “Hey bud, think you can help me out too?"

“R-Really?" He asks, all red and flustered still. Mm, lord he's gonna look good wrapped around my cock, cum soaked. Maybe piss if I can convince him later.

* * * *

As much as I tried, I could never really detach from the horned up lion as we messily made our way to the bed, Ulas throwing himself onto it once in range. To be honest I was still reeling from cumming so suddenly, my whole body tingly and wobbly. God I could still feel his paws all over me.

“C'mon, Mat, you're okay with returning the favor, right?" He asks, purring as he lifts his tank top, revealing a set of abs through his fur, and slightly thicker hair that formed a nice treasure trail.

I swallow the saliva filling my mouth and lean down, rubbing my hands over his solid stomach. He wasn't the body builder type, chiseled brick abs. More than anything he's lean and lithe, with a body I instinctually know is powerful. I run my hands up, raising his top so I could see his pecs. Flat but square and defined. I couldn't help but rub and squeeze, his quiet purring music to my ears.

He raises his arms, letting me get my fill. And I try my best to, tweaking his nipples, rubbing hard into the dense muscles, leaning in and enjoying that powerful scent. He smelled like a locker room with an ongoing orgy inside, virile and intoxicating. I lean in and kiss his sternum, slowly trailing down, leaving wet kisses in my path down.

He pulls down his shorts, his long cock flopping out and slapping my chin.

I lean back and look at . . . that absolutely massive organ. I reach out and grab it, still slightly soft, but already over 7 inches, humanoid in shape with little nubs on the end of it. It was an odd pinkish tan, with and pulsed gently as I gripped it. I lean in, the smell heady and thick so close. I pump his shaft as kiss the tip, finding much to my surprise he even had a foreskin, pulling it back as I stuck my tongue in, his tip covered in strong pre.

“Mm, yeah, get a taste." He growls out, egging me on with a paw resting on my head. He hardens up, too thick to comfortably hold in one hand, the whole thing heavier than any other cock I had dealt with. He was leaking like a faucet as well, his pre filling my mouth as I suck on his tip, thick and a little salty.

I try and sink lower on his cock, but it feels like I'm going to dislocate my jaw trying. Instead I lift off, spitting into my hands as I start to jerk off the rest of what I couldn't suck.

“Ohh, getting into it, huh?" he smirks down at me as I dive back in, licking and kissing at the tip as he spurts out more pre onto my face, dripping down my chin. “Still, it'll be a while before we get back to studying at this rate. Unless I could maybe use that ass . . .?"

My face heats up, and silently I lift off his cock. “Ye-Yeah, sounds good."

He looks at me, all wide eyed. “Wait, wait I was just kidding, you don't have to if you don't want to, I don't wanna pressure you or nothin'."

“It's all good, I want you in me." I saw, licking the pulsing cock from base to tip.

“You sure? You all can be a bit fragile, and I'm not exactly small, even for lions."

“Eh, I've taken bigger." I lie through my teeth.

But he for the most part just purrs. “Oho, then let's get right to it." He says as he grabs me and lifts me up to the bed. His top goes flying off as he lays me down on my back, legs pressed against my chest.

“Hey, you got lube in the nightstand right? Grab some for me when you get the chance." He says as he licks his lips and leans right down, breath rolling over my a-aaAAAHH!

I've been rimmed before. I love that slick, wet tongue feeling right down there, even sticking a little in when they get into it. But his tongue is slimy but so fucking rough, and feeling him lick and lap my hole open is weirdly arousing. I can't help but moan like a slut as he spreads my cheeks with his hands and just rams that tongue in me, big enough to already be a (small and weird) dick.

I grab at his mane as he starts licking right at my prostate, legs twitching and toes curling as he presses in, the sensation absolutely fucking electric, my dick hard and ready to go again. God, his tongue is just so great, hitting everywhere I want and places I didn't even know I wanted licked. I can feel the rising pressure in my balls again and start to panic.

I didn't wanna cum again and be 0 to 2. I slowly reach for the nightstand, but have to grip at the edge as he decides to put pressure right on my button, making pre spit out from my cock, as well as short circuiting my vision.

My arm just kind of flails for it as I try to bite down on the moans as his tongue just goes to town on me, trying to get deeper now, oh god so much deeper.

And then I feel his paw wrap around my cock and just lose it. I scream and kick as I clench down on his tongue, cock spurting out yet another load.

I'm panting now, like a dog. My whole body feels loose as his slimy tongue exits me, getting another weak yelp out of me.

“Looks like you didn't have time to get the lube." He says grinning, chin soaked in drool. He pulls his hand away from my shaft, coated in my second load. “This'll do."

He spreads my cum all over his cock, the massive thing luckily wet with pre as well. He presses the tip to my hole, making me shiver. “You still want this?"

“Y-Yeah." I say, face burning. God I've cum twice but I ached to have him in me, spreading me like some two bit slut.

He purrs and starts to kiss me again as he pushes slowly into me.

* * * *

God he's so fucking tight, I can feel him clamping down on my cock. I slowly push my way forward, paws rubbing his chest to try and get him to relax. He wraps his arms around my back and I can feel his nails digging into my back.

I shiver as I thrust in the last inch, pressing deep as I can, making him yelp out, his whole body tensing up. I was impressed, he didn't even ask for any breaks. But then again no one has ever asked me to stop before~

I lean up and away from him, paws holding his legs down. His eyes were foggy, dick hard and drooling over his stomach. I pull out slowly, and he moans out, body convulsing and gripping the sheets for dear life. I give an experimental thrust in, and he shoots out a line of pre, hitting himself in the chin. God he was getting tighter too.

I grin as I start to actually fuck him, taking nice long thrusts as I brush over his prostate, the soft barbs rubbing and teasing him in a way he was never gonna forget.

He starts to shake and tremble, back arching as his ass starts to milk me for my load, his cum weakly spurting out of his dick. He was a shaking, drooling mess.

I pull out of him, making him gasp and go limp as I quickly jerk myself off, spraying my own heavy load onto him, long jets of cum hitting his chest, his face, a few even hitting the wall past him. I groan as I finish emptying my balls a bit, licking my lips as I see him lick up some of the cum on his face.

“That was a pretty okay round one." I say, lining my dick back with his hole and sliding in. “Let's see how much you can take."

* * * *

He's an actual demon. I can barely think as he tirelessly rams into me, hitting places I didn't even know where there, his cock stretching me more than I thought I could.

He stuffs a few cum coated fingers into my mouth, I suck them without question, the bitter sweet cum coating my tongue thickly. My clench down again, biting on his fingers as my whole body shakes and my balls ache, limp dick unable to shoot anything out anymore.

He gives a few more hard thrusts, making me moan weakly as he shoots yet another load into me, the excess dripping out around him. He pulls out, shooting the last few jets on my cock and balls, my ass gaping and gushing out a little flood of cum.

“And that's seven." He says, smiling. “Think you can go for eight?"

I nod weakly, and he chuckles.

“No, you can't." he says, rubbing my ass fondly. “But you will one day, Mat. I'll train you nice and good, introduce you to a few friends~"

He leans in, rubbing his hard, cum soaked cock into my own limp member. “What do you say . . . will you be my pet?"

I weakly nod, and he purrs.

“I'm gonna show you a real good time. But for now, you look like you could use a nice, warm shower."