College LIfe Ch. 7

Story by Vergennes on SoFurry

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#8 of College Life Adult Novel

After a long while, I have finally been able to write again. I'm sorry again everyone for my absence from SF, and I'm sorry that this chapter is not that long. I always say, a chapter is as long as it wants to be. It's a living creation.

I hope you enjoy, and please, Vote, Fave and Comment! Any constructive criticism is good criticism, and I look forward to improving. Thank you to Burnwolf, Kunar The Oracle, Lover Anonymous, and Hiroki and Neshoba for helping me with this amazing Novel.


Chapter 7

End of Summer

Waking up with his morning wood pressed tightly to the bed mattress, Vergennes moans softly into his pillow and grinds his hips into the soft frame, his eyes clenched shut as his cock rubs against his loose boxers. Rolling over onto his back, the otter looks at his phone and groans. It was only four o'clock in the morning. Letting his paw travel downward and groping his hard shaft through his boxers, the otter lets out another soft moan, fully aware of Burn sleeping on the other side of the wall.

Slipping his paw under his boxers and rubbing his tip slightly, feeling a bead of pre soak his thumb, the otter lowers his boxers with the other paw to his knees, and gently rolls his orbs in the free hand. Gently taking one of his eggs in his paw, he squeezes softly and starts to move his other paw up and down his now soaked and leaking shaft. The pre a natural lubricant, making his paw glide over his shaft easily. Moaning as his hips buck up into his paw, and moving his fingers to the other pup-maker and squeezing gently, the otter feels his balls start to draw up.

Breathing heavily, Vergennes moves his paw from his balls and to his tight pucker, where he slowly rubs his fore-finger around his entrance, moaning with every little twitch from his cock as he continues to stroke himself, pre now leaking like a fountain.

"Ah-Fuck" Vergennes moans quietly, trying to not be too loud with Burn right next door as he slips his finger inside himself. Slowly rubbing around in his inner walls, fingering himself as his balls draw up tightly and his pucker clenches tightly around his finger. Biting his lower lip, the otter strokes his prick faster as he inserts a second finger and spreads his fingers wide, opening his entrance as his cock spasms. Yowling softly as he bites his lip, Vergennes shoots his seed over his midriff, coating his abs, belly and chest in white.

Gasping and panting as his orgasm dies and leaves behind a blissful afterglow, Vergennes closes his eyes, sticky and covered in his seed, his boxers now around his ankles from all the squirming. Moaning as he lays his paws on his side, the otter falls quickly back asleep, exhausted and happy.

Stretching his arms over his head and yawning, Vergennes arches his back and slides out of the large bed as sunlight streams into the room from the open-curtained window. Looking around the glowing yellow- walled bedroom with light brown carpeting, the otter stands and pulls on a pair of grey shorts over his brightly colored boxers. Leaning down and grabbing a black v-neck t-shirt from his drawers and lifting it over his head, the otter yawns again and walks out of his room, down the hall, and down the stairs, in a daze as he takes in his surroundings of his friend's house.

The stairs lead down to an entrance hallway with the same light brown carpet that leads to where the white front door looms. To the left of Vergennes, who is standing in the entranceway, through a small archway sits a desk, a chair and computer with bookshelves of textbooks on a wooden floor. A sort of work den for Burn's studies. To the otter's right is another hallway with the same light brown carpet and a glass door at the end, blocking the kitchen and living room from view from the entrance way.

The sound of frying bacon and smell of breakfast wafted to the otter from the kitchen. His stomach growling and his ears perked, Vergennes walks over and opens the door to the kitchen. Burn's back is turned to the otter as he flips an egg on a pan, dressed only in a pair of black gym shorts, his black tribal tattoos on his arms clearly visible against his red fur.

Walking up to the island counter, his paws padding on the tiled floor and sitting on a bar stool, facing the decent kitchen and the red-wolf, his back turned to the sofa and television in the carpeted living room, Vergennes props his head up with a paw, his elbow on the counter and his tail swaying underneath him as he watches Burn expertly work the stove range.

"Morning, Burn. You're up early." The otter yawns, closing his eyes.

"Yep. I wanted to get an early start today so we can go over to Nesh's for lunch. Sound good?" The red-wolf asks as he turns and smiles as he places the eggs on two plates on the island counter, one for himself and one for Vergennes.

"Yeah! I can't wait to meet your friend! And this looks absolutely amazing." V says as he takes the fork Burn hands him and digs in. "Thank you!"

"Can't drive on an empty stomach!" The red wolf jokes as he stands on the kitchen side of the island counter and sticks his fork into the egg.

"Tell me a bit about Nesh. What's he like?" Vergennes asks as he takes a forkful of egg and eats it hungrily.

"Well, he's kind of shy around strangers, but he seems like he really wants to meet you. He's tall, probably a couple inches taller than you, and his fur is black except for his chest where it's white. His eyes are violet, and he's got a great personality. I think you'll get along just fine." Burn says as he finishes his egg and takes his plate and fork to the sink and begins washing them.

"He sounds like me." Vergennes laughs as he walks around the island counter and stands next to burn, handing the wolf his plate.

"Well, just let me go and pull on a shirt and we'll be off. We should be there in half an hour." Burn states, laughing as he places the now dry dishes up in the cabinet and hugs Vergennes around his middle.

"Sounds good to me, Burn." The otter laughs, wrapping his arms around the wolf's shoulders and kissing his cheek, blushing deeply as he lets go and watches the red-wolf walk upstairs and disappear from view.

Walking back around and leaning on the Island-counter, Vergennes tugs his phone out of his pocket and checks his emails. Scrolling through the mass of content, one particular email catches the otter's eye. One from his college coach. Clicking on it, his ears flat against his head, his heart beating in his throat, Vergennes reads the note.

_ _

_ Guys,_

_ Here is a tentative schedule on our 2016 pre-season practices and matches. Attached is the calendar. Also, we will be having a team tournament to determine the line-up, and there will be a conference call on August 2nd, next week at 2 o'clock p.m. regarding our future program._

_ I hope all is going well this summer, and I look forward to seeing you._

_ Coach, Marvin_

_ _

"Alright, V! Let's go!" Burn calls, swinging his keychain around his fingers and walking from the stairs to the front door, turning around and looking at the otter, whose eyes are wide and staring at his phone, his ears flat against his head.

"V?" Burn asks, concerned now, walking back down the hallway and through the door to the kitchen and island counter. "You okay?"

Vergennes nods and looks at Burn, his paw still clutched around his phone, his heart beating in his throat as he talks.

"A...pre-season tournament" The otter says quietly, his voice breaking.

"Wait. What?" Burn asks, resting a paw on the taller otter's shoulder.

"Coach wants us...to play each other to determine a line-up. That means I'll have to play against Lance, Shard and Clarence...my friends." Vergennes says, his voice breaking.

"I...hope I've done enough...I...I hope it was enough to get on the team." Vergennes continues, looking down and gripping at the island counter with his free paw, his ears flat.

Burn quickly raises his paw and cuffs the otter's ear suddenly.

"Ow! What was that for!" The otter yelps, rubbing his throbbing ear.

"Listen to me, V" Burn says, glaring at the otter with his ruby eyes ablaze with passion.

"You ARE good enough. I don't care if they're your friends. Don't you ever get down. This is your time to show that you're good enough now! Every time I see you down now, I'm going to do this, cuff your ear. Because I see so much potential in you. You just don't see it yourself yet." Burn says, now wrapping Vergennes into a hug around the otter's shoulders.

"I care too much about you for you to have self-doubt and not believe in yourself." The red-wolf says, taking Vergennes' paws into his own and squeeze them.

Vergennes stays silent and stares at their two paws, clasped together, nodding softly.

"V, we should get going. I believe in you. You've done enough. Now it's time for you to believe in yourself." Burn says softly as he leads Vergennes by his paw, walking to the main entrance and out to the car.

"Burn." Vergennes says, quietly under his breath as the red-wolf opens the passenger door for the otter.

"Yeah?" Burn replies, looking to Vergennes, his eyebrows raised.

"Thank you." Vergennes says as he kisses Burn's cheek softly and slides into the passenger seat and closes the door.

Walking around the front of the car, blushing deeply and smiling with a bounce in his step, Burn slides into the driver's side and looks to the otter.

"Any time. No need to thank me." Burn says as he starts the engine and backs out the driveway.

I can do this._Vergennes thinks to himself as he lays back in the comfortable passenger seat, watching Burn as he expertly drives through traffic. _With the help of my friends, I can do anything. Vergennes closes his eyes and falls asleep with a smile as Burn fiddles with the radio, cursing softly every time his favorite song falls out of focus.

End of Chapter 7.

Thank You for Reading!

-Vergennes