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Tom was lost in euphoria as the badger's thick wide tongue explored the inside of his mouth and danced with his. The bed creaked as Stan pressed closer, his rounded pecs feeling heavy against the dog's smaller frame. Slowly, Tom was pushed back onto the bed, their kiss never breaking even for a second. In the midst of the act of passion, the dog's crotch felt tighter bit by bit. Caught up in the kiss, Stan was grinding his hips against Tom's, the badger's thick eight inch erection squirting dollops of pre all over the dog's jeans. After what felt like hours of kissing Stan pulled away, eager to go further. Lying between Stan's thighs, Tom looked up in awe, the badger's bulging pectorals nearly blocking the sight of his panting face.

When Stan's paw started groping his bulge, Tom felt his shoulders shudder. The badger fiddled around looking for the zipper but his fingers were too thick to grip it properly.

"Wait! Wait!" Tom said, placing his paws on Stan's pecs, giving a gentle squeeze.

Stan's triceps tensed up. "What's wrong? Did I break something?"

Rubbing his brown-furred belly, Tom looked at Stan with his cheeks turning red. "I...I'm not sure if I'm ready... you're pretty big." His yellow eyes then darted down to look at the badger's throbbing hot manhood.

Stan let out a hearty laugh, shaking the bed with powerful vibrations. With one quick sweep of his right arm, he pulled Tom into a tight hug, causing the dog to let out a little "Oof!"

"You're freaking cute, Tiny. I don't mind taking it slow," Stan said. The badger finally got a hold of the zipper, stripping Tom's lower half bare with one forceful tug and letting loose the dog's precum-soaked hard member.

Despite his slim appearance, Tom's dick rivaled Stan's in size and girth when the badger sized their own cocks up. It was the first time the dog had anyone looking at him naked, and it made him embarrassed. Stan then nuzzled his chin against Tom while the badger's free paw slowly rubbed the German's Shepherd's shaft.

Tom groaned from the tenderness of the badger's touch. "You have a pretty soft touch..."

"The better to hold you with," Stan whispered into Tom's right ear.

Feeling shivers run down his spine, the dog replied with a nod and a whimper.

Stan's grip tightened around the bulbous head of Tom's cock, rubbing his thumb in circular motions. In between Tom's gasps Stan would press deep into the slit, causing Tom to moan even louder, copious amounts of pre dripping down onto the badger's paws. Impressed by how much precum Tom could let out, Stan wanted to see what his little buddy could really do. Reaching down he started groping and massaging the dog's balls.

Tom groaned in pleasure as Stan brought his paw higher and fondled his warm member. He wished the moment would never end, but he knew he was close. He felt the pressure building up within him as Stan kept stroking faster. In all the excitement Stan shifted his body to get a more comfortable position, causing Tom to fall to the right of the badger's chest. Approaching orgasm he licked and bit on Stan's nipple. He came with such force that his seed splattered all over the end of the bed.

Before Tom could even have a chance to breathe, Stan held the dog close to his chest as he stroked his own leaking boner. "Keep biting my nipples..." he said in between his panting. "Ugh... gotta cum..."

Holding the badger close to him, Tom kept on sucking and biting on Stan's right nipple while twisting the left with his free paw. A rush of ecstasy dizzied Stan, and the badger's heart was beating hard against his chest. Having his nipples played with for the first time, the sudden discovery of a pleasure spot drove him into a lust-filled frenzy, his moans getting quicker as he jacked his own cock furiously. As for Tom, seeing Stan in such an erotic state led him to bite and twist the badger's nipples even harder.

Stan's entire body tensed up, and his muscles felt like it was hard as stone. Feeling the impending rush of orgasm, he stroked his cock even faster.

"Ah! Cumming!" Moaning uncontrollably loud, Stan came and drenched his burly chest with his own white hot semen, some getting on Tom's face. Recovering from the rush of their intimate moment, the two beasts panted heavily. Tom gave Stan a soft kiss on the lips before snuggling up against the big brute, the badger blushing and patting the German Shepherd's hair. Grabbing a free pillow behind him, Stan tossed it towards the wall near the room's door to hit the light switch. Darkness filled the room as the two drifted off to sleep.

In Tom and Ricky's room, Ricky was putting his roommate's absence to good use, lying on his bed stark naked while holding his smartphone above him. The fox let out a long yawn while scrolling through the dozens of icons of male furs. It was a new dating app for gay furs called "Fur Find". No fur in particular caught his attention, and the only responses he got were from other furs that offered a quick romp and flashed their naked selves before even saying hello. Scratching his balls, he wondered if he should remove the app.

"Fuck this!" He said, about to close the app when the bubble-shaped chat icon lit up. He thought of ignoring it rather than risk disappointment, but decided to give it a shot before turning in for the night. Clicking on the icon, he saw the fur's profile before seeing the message. Ricky's right eyebrow arched up with intrigue. The profile picture was the head of an alligator with dark green scales and striking gold like yellow-colored eyes. The gator was grinning ear to ear with what looked like a popsicle stick between his teeth. There was also some chubbiness in his cheeks. Finding the gator cute, Ricky smiled. The gator went by the handle BGreen223, and the profile stated that he was 23. Interests included food followed by games and working out, two of those Ricky and the gator had in common. What really caught the fox's attention was the estimated distance - less than one mile. Ricky sat up and his back flared as he stared at his phone. Part of him told him to stay away but the other wanted to hope that he had found someone he could finally be with.

With his heart racing, he reopened the message section.

BGreen223: Hey. Are you a CG fan? Captain Green I mean.

"Huh, he knows CG," Ricky said to himself. In his profile, Ricky purposely set his photo to a picture of just his torso in a tight blue Captain Green t shirt to find likeminded fans.

pUMPedFox39: Yeah man. Been a fan since I was a pup. You?

A picture was sent by the gator. It showed him flexing his right arm with a black plastic CG armband on it. Ricky purred at the stranger's photo; the gator's arm was huge, the kind of hugeness that came from a mix of muscle and fat. Ricky guessed that it was at least 24 inches.

pUMPedFox39: Whoa sweet mass man. Check this out.

Not wanting to be outdone, Ricky walked over to his desk and pulled out from his drawer a similar armband as the gator's but it was broken. It now took the form of a plastic string with the Captain Green logo on it. Ricky then sent a photo of the armband to the chat box.

BGreen223: LOL, what happened to it man?

pUMPedFox39: Flexed it out a few weeks back.

Ricky was enjoying the gator's reaction and wanted to see if he could convince the gator to show more of himself. He then followed it up with a picture of his own flexed bicep. His 22-inch gun bulged out to its highest peak.

BGreen223: Not bad, fluffy and pumped. But can you match these?

The gator posted a picture of him performing a front lat spread in a pair of bright red shorts. He had a slight muscle-chub figure, with more muscle than chub. Ricky zoomed in on his body and focused on the gator's wide and thick pecs. Ricky browsed lower and noted the smooth gut that, unlike Stan's, did not stick out so obviously. His entire front from his chest to his belly was a light yellow lime tint. Ricky had to pause when another notification popped up. The gator had sent another picture; this time it was him performing a rear back spread. He was as wide and thick from the back as he was in front. A row of spiky plates ran down his dark green colored back from his neck. This exchange of pictures and compliments continued on for half an hour, both furs completely forgetting the reason they were displaying their bodies for one another. Finally, they ended their picture exchange with each other's selfies.

BGreen223: HAH. I knew it was you. You're the fox at the club sign up event in college.

Ricky could feel his heart beating even faster. Someone in campus other than Tom now knew that he was gay. He wanted to abandon ship and pretend that nothing happened, but after taking a moment to calm down, he realized the gator could be in the same boat as him.

pUMPedFox39: Umm....I didn't see you there before or anywhere in college. Are you even a student there?

BGreen223: Yup. Third year, business student. First time seeing anyone nearby on this app though.

pUMPedFox39: Yea... me too. I didn't expect to meet someone fun on this app either.

BGreen223: Hehe, if you want more fun we could exchange dick pics!

pUMPedFox39: =3= Seriously dude?

BGreen223: LOL Just joking foxy. But I do want to seriously meet up. Say at the college café?

pUMPedFox39: That came out of nowhere. I don't know. We barely know each other.

BGreen223: Hmm, true but hey if you ever change your mind. You can find me here or In campus if we ever meet. The name's Woody Gatio.

pUMPedFox39: Ricky Storm. Aight catch ya later Woody.

BGreen223: Later dude.

Their conversation ended with Woody sending a picture of a thumbs-up to Ricky. Taking in a deep breath, Ricky dragged himself to turn off the room light and crashed onto his bed, it creaking under his bulk. He placed his phone below his bed, and covered his eyes with his right forearm. Questions raced in his mind: was it safe that someone so close knew about his homosexuality? Should he have said yes to that meet up? He wanted so much to go to the date, but the fear that somehow his parents would get news of it scared him. It was an illogical fear, he thought, but the countless news of gay kids being disowned by their families and homophobic people going after LGBT individuals scared him to no end.

One question stood out in his mind: where was Tom when he needed him, especially at a time like this? Unable to find the answers, the naked fox pulled the blankets over him and tried to get some sleep.

Morning couldn't come faster. For all his muscles, Ricky was unable to defeat the lethargy that came with a lack of sleep. His back fur was a mess sticking out in every direction from rolling on the bed the whole night trying to fall asleep. Covering himself with his towel Ricky headed out for the washroom only to bump into Tom.

"Tiny? Hey, didn't see you come back last night," Ricky said.

Tom was surprised to meet Ricky so soon; he was wearing his clothes from last night and was carrying a white pail with the toiletries and a dark green towel. "Hey Sparklehead. Yeah, sorry. Stuff happened last night so I stayed overnight at Stan's place. Heck, he lent me his shampoo and towels. Let's walk and talk, I promised him I'd return it to him fast."

The duo made their way to the washroom. Ricky tried to get more details about what the German Shepherd did but he kept getting shot down. In the washroom, Tom promised that he would explain everything on their way to class. Under the lukewarm waters from the shower, Ricky thought of Woody. Remembering the pictures the gator sent last night had warm waves travelling down the fox's crotch. Fondling his balls, he fantasized about undressing Woody, the naked gator moving on to take Ricky's red shorts off and revealing his tight erection.

Further in the dream, Woody then did a most muscular pose and then a front double bicep pose before beckoning Ricky to come closer, the gator urging him to feel his pecs. Ricky inched closer until Woody pulled him into a tight and warm bear hug, the fox's cock rubbing against his soft belly. Sucking on the reptile's pecs, Ricky rubbed his cock on Woody's belly until he came both in the dream and outside it. Seeing the mess he made, the fox directed the shower nozzle towards his spilled semen and washed it to the drain. With that, he cleared his head from thoughts about Woody for the time being.

One shower and a change of clothes later the two were heading out to class. The walkway was crammed with other students either running or taking their leisurely time to the main campus. Due to the cold morning, Ricky had his grey hoodie and jeans on while Tom just wore a scarf while wearing a plain white tee and cargo shorts.

"Don't you feel cold at all?" Ricky asked.

"Nope. I like the cold." Tom replied. "Plus we're all covered in fur so it's like we have heaters on at all time. Why did you even bother wearing a hoodie?"

Tom took the lead, and Ricky noticed that the dog had an extra spring in his steps. Curious, he went closer to his friend and, while grinning, whispered. "So, what really happened last night?"

Tom's cheeks turned red. "We err... 'snuggled' last night."

The fox stood in his place. "Oh. Wow. I didn't know you had a thing for huge guys. Here I thought you were into me."

Tom looked away from Ricky in embarrassment, remembering how he was acting two days back. "I was. I don't know what happened. Maybe it's just a phase. Maybe Stan and I are going too fast. I'm not sure what exactly I want right now."

The two walked in silence without looking at each other for a while. Just then, a doe accidentally bumped into Ricky on his right as she ran past him but he didn't notice. After three minutes Ricky cleared his throat and said, "Listen. Uh, it's cool if you had a crush on me. I mean who wouldn't with this?" He raised his arms and performed a double bicep pose, stretching the fabric of his hoodie.

"Pfft! Can you be any more shallow?" Tom punched Ricky in the arm and the two laughed.

"Haha! Kidding, kidding. But we're still cool man. Don't worry."

Tom smiled. "Thanks for that. What about you? Anything interesting while I was away?"

Before Ricky could answer, someone yelled through a megaphone, "FIGHT FOR LGBT RIGHTS. WE ALL DESERVE THE RIGHT TO LOVE."

All eyes turned to the source of the voice. It came from a group of students camping on the left of the campus entrance. The group composed of a mix of cranes, otters, bears and porcupines. Some of them were holding signs and placards that read "FIGHT FOR LOVE" and "EQUALITY FOR ALL".

When Ricky saw the ringleader of the commotion he felt like his heart just stopped. Standing in the middle of the entrance was Woody. The alligator was pacing around and yelling about legalization of LGBT marriages, and that discrimination on the basis of sexuality was a crime.

During the demonstration other students were recording the entire event with their phones. Then for a brief second Woody and Ricky's eyes met. There was a smile on the gator's face, his eyes shining and hoping Ricky would join him. However, Ricky quickly averted his gaze and ran for into the building, leaving Tom to chase after him.

To be continued...