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Hey everyone!

Another of those stories which premise came rather randomly, sitting in my drawer for a lot of time before I managed to develop enough of a story out of it! I think it is satisfactory, even though it is mostly smut! I hope you will enjoy it!

Praise goes to Gritou, even though he didn't edit (I think) this story!

Kev could almost feel the unseasonable heat by just looking out of his window, the merciless sunrays pounding the street in that day of late September. The newscast told the temperatures wouldn't go down for at least another week, making life impossible to almost anybody who had stored their summer clothes away as fall approached.

The otter scratched his naked cream-furred balls, happy to be secluded in his AC-ed apartment for the day, unlike the poor bastards in the road; it was his free day, after all, which he greatly earned after a week of coaching the swimming team. The brown haired fur felt a sick pleasure in seeing those students going about for their lessons with that heat, while he enjoyed the cool caress of air conditioning in the buff...

Stepping away from the window, Kev walked through his small living room and directly to the counter dividing it from the kitchen, his thick tail swishing in the air; it might not be the mansion the football coach had, but it was more than enough to satisfy his needs. Which, at the moment, consisted in keeping him safe and cool.

After all, he was not a big hyper-muscled dog with a litter to take care of, just a single man short of his fortieth birthday; not that he wasn't muscled himself, in fact, he was bulkier than most swimmers, having big pecs over his perfect abs. That never hindrance him by virtue of his species, and it had actually had given him some edge over other swimmers.

Stretching his arms wide, Kev opened the fridge, his paw ignoring the food stacked in it to get directly to the pincer full of tea; it was the powdered crap that took the great amount of two seconds to prepare, but it was still the best way to enjoy a hot day... Even while basking in the cold awesomeness of AC.

The lutrine huffed as he seated on one of the tall chairs around the counter, grabbed a glass that was lying around and filled it with iced tea, his whiskers moving in delight as he sipped the cold beverage. He had nothing planned for the day except being naked, maybe watch some TV series and surely jerk off to some kinky video... No one was going to bother him.

A soft ping and a loud vibration broke his illusion of solitude, his whiskers shaking in irritation as he glared at his phone; the otter had left it charging on the counter, and now he regretted doing so. Couldn't he have just one fucking day without one of his kids having problems? Or the Dean bothering about something...

"Better not be another homophobe, worried parent..." He growled under his breath as he picked up his phone; he could have just ignored it, but curiosity had always been one of his biggest flaws after all. The text he found was not the ones he had been expecting.

_ Manny: SOOOOOOO HOOOOOOTTTTT D8_

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The muscled lutrine chuckled at the random remark from the young tiger, a reply already being typed; chatting with him was a good way as any other to pass time.

You: It's hard to follow lessons, eh?

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Kev kept the phone on as he waited for the next reply, sipping his tea at his leisure. He enjoyed talking with the kid, and seeing him too; he was closer in age to the students rather than the other coaches and professors, but since the one he was in contact with were on the team he hardly manage to make friends.

The next text was as brief as the first, but still pretty hilarious. The swimming coach could imagine the bored and fatigued expression on the tiger's face quite vividly.

_ Manny: You say? X_X_

You: How long until the end of the day?

The otter barely had time to type that he got his response, his thick webbed fingers moving on the small screen as he read it.

Manny: About ten minutes ^^ But fuck if they felt like an hour!

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_ You: It's not that much._

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The big cat had been complaining about lessons too when they first met, at one of the LGBT Prof and Students parties organized by professor Arschficker. The latrine generally avoided those, didn't want to put too much focus on his sexuality; it already been hard the first few months, with parents protesting him being openly gay.

Manny: IT'S WAY TOO MUCH!

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The overreaction was cute, in a way, though he couldn't stop himself from shaking his brown head. He was just ten years older than these kids, but damn if their attention span had shortened since he had gone to school!

_ You: No it's not. Hang in there!_

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They had hit it off almost immediately, at that party, even if Manny had mistaken him for one of the students. The otter had been happy to prove him otherwise, especially in the sack; he usually didn't do things with students, he was not as perverted as professor Arschficker, but he couldn't have ever resisted such fine booty.

Manny: Whatchadoing? Your texting fast.

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_ You: I'm chilling at my place!_

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It was true that, usually, he was too busy with the team to answer the tiger's pokes; though, probably that was for the best, that kitty was always horny, as the walls of his apartment knew all too well. Kev couldn't afford getting boners while wearing form-fitting clothes, as he did when coaching! But he could now, his cock starting to peak out of its sheath as he read the next text.

Manny: ! Not fair! I'm melting into tiger syrup here!

The otter grabbed his forming erection, taking a bold decision: it had been too long since the last time he dicked this tiger boy, and he didn't have anything to do. He more than deserved to indulge himself in some pleasure.

You: I'd love to lick that syrup. Get your ass here.

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Then he waited patiently, knowing already what would happen. Manny couldn't resist his cock, the same cock that he was holding in his paw at the moment... Damn, he practically jumped on it that first time at the party! The smug look on the pitbull professor when they got out of there together had been enough to fuel some raw sex...

His phone pinged away, a quick "COMING" flashing on it for a few seconds before the display turned black once again. Kev stood up after gulping down the rest of his tea, bringing his powerful frame back to the front window as he idly toyed with his dick, watching down the road for signs of the tiger.

He wasn't afraid to be caught naked and hard, since his crotch area was barely under the bottom line of the window frame; plus, no one would ever noticed, like that one time when Arschficker had fucked a load out of him, his short muzzle pressed against the glass as he got his ass pounded by that knot...

... Thinking of that only inflamed his desire. Damn if he needed to bust his nut now! Luckily for him, and his cock, a tigrine figure just appeared at the end of the road, walking fast toward his building. Manny had one of those bags that were so fashionable these days on one shoulder, a shirt and shorts covering his body as less as possible in such a heat showing his muscles nicely; the tiger wasn't as fit as him, sure, but he still got some nice meat on his bones.. Not at all the twinks that infested the university.

The striped cat disappeared in the entry hall, giving him enough time to walk to his front door before the feline knocked; he must have been running on the stairs to get there that quick, which showed an amendable eagerness by his part.

"I'm sorry, couldn't get fa-!" Manny's eyes bulged as he realized that the otter opening the door was stark naked, hard on spearing the air. Probably he wouldn't have expected that from the relatively safe coach.

"Get inside!" The otter barked, shutting the door behind the tiger as soon as he could, the last remains of his sense telling him he wouldn't be good to be caught like that by neighbors; as much as they were gay friendly he doubted they would appreciate that.

"Oh it's nice here! You can't believe how hot that classroom was..." The feline said as he put down the bag with a loud noise, his paws already moving to the hem of his shirt; he was a smart kid, after all, and he could see how excited the other man was.

"Yeah yeah, you should try a covered pool in august." The otter replied, padding to his bedroom as the tiger undressed; the humidity made hear unbearable, and sex was very awkward too if you are sweating to your death... It took little time to fetch the condoms and the lube, always ready in their drawer, noticing that he needed to buy more as his stash was diminishing.

"Probably. Are you in the mood for foreplay, or you want to get right in?" The cheeky tiger asked, proudly stepping in all of his nakedness, his barbed cock fully hard. He had a nice body; after all he was a tiger, his fur only giving more buffness to his muscles though they still were not as big as Kev's.

Manny still towered him in the height, something that both unnerved and aroused him; there was some kind of thrill in fucking someone taller than you, in asserting himself on them and bending them over for a good fuck... But he was not that needy at the moment, and he liked some preparations before the real action.

"Get on the bed, Manny. Lay on your back." The lutrine ordered, giving a good jerk to his cock as he waited for the other male to move. The student padded to the springy furniture, a cocky smile still on his thin lips.

"As you wish, coach. OUCH!" He cried out as his butt got a good, powerful smack by the webbed paw of the otter, though judging by how his cock jumped he took it more sensually than as a punishment.

"You know I hate you calling me that." Kev sneered, watching the feline accommodate himself on the bed, his striped tail curled on one side as his cock rested on his white furred belly. It was a huge turn off for him to be reminded of his position while having sex; luckily the other man wouldn't persist today.

"Yeah, that's why I like teasing you with it! So, you gonna join me?" The younger man quipped, one paw sensually rubbing his nipple, his head and bust leaning on the wall. It was almost infuriating when he did that, being so comfortable and in control... Just like that damn pitbull... Just because his studies were around sex!

Jumping on the bed, Kev walked over the laying tiger until his cock almost touched that short furred muzzle; thanks to the height difference he didn't really need to crouch to do that, standing was just fine. "Suck my dick, kitty." The otter said, punctuating his order by a couple of cock slaps on that face.

"Sure coa... Kev." The striped cat purred the correction just in time, opening his maw wide to accept the offered member. The lutrine didn't dive in just yet though, wanting to make him suffer a bit, keeping slapping the object of lust and pressing it against the tigrine muzzle, making sure that his pre coated that white and black fur.

Manny tried to catch the elusive dick but he was stopped by two powerful paws grabbing his head and keeping in check as the otter rubbed himself against the bigger predator; as a good boy he was, the tiger let him do that, moaning and squirming in his need of cock. He didn't even tried to move his arms, which had been between the lutrine's legs and his own body; it was for his own good, else he would have jerked a load off too soon, which was something that neither liked.

Grunting at such display, Kev decided that it was enough teasing for the both of them and just went for it, needing just to adjust the angle to thrust his cock inside the wanting maw; while not being of a horse size, it was still a pretty hefty member, that unprepared or inexperienced furs had chocked on time and time again, this student included the first few times.

But those times were months behind them, and Manny had learned to be proficient with his throat so that the sudden thrust didn't made him choke; the trapped male just purred, satisfied of having his treat, his raspy tongue darting around the thickness invading his maw with much gusto, eliciting grunts from the otter.

Kev thrust with impunity in the tigrine mouth, enjoying the warm wetness at his own quick paced. The younger man knew what he liked, how to use his tongue to tease his cock tip, making it a very pleasurable experience; he did, though, get one thing his other partners never noticed, to pass his slippery muscles on his dick underside, something that always sent shivers of pleasure down his spine.

Grabbing the tiger by his ears, the swimming coach facefucked him, reveling in the feeling of overpowering the cat in such a matter; all the while said fur didn't stop sucking and licking, careful to stimulate the man he was fellating, their eyes locked in a star that it was almost too much to bear. But the brown furred swimmer didn't want to spill his seed in a muzzle... It always seemed a waste for him. Besides, he felt another need arising inside him.

The wet, lewd sound of a cock getting out a muzzle filled the room, the otter moving almost as fast as he could swim fueled by lust; he lowered himself in a few seconds, hauling the lower body of the striped student effortless as he folded the feline's body, the angle allowing him a better access to his musky hole. That was his goal, his fucks felt always much better if the tailhole had been rimmed, or so it was for him.

Manny knew of this proclivity, so he just relaxed his body, letting the older man do what he wanted; he had claimed to be an exclusive top the first days, but in fact he just had needed someone to show the pleasures of being fucked. The rimming lover was perfect, so much that he hardly demanded a turn on top now, at least with the otter.

The lutrine knew this ass very well, his muzzle barely missing the goal, that pink pucker winking at him, a mandatory sniff to bask in the musky smell of a man before his tongue went to town. His wasn't as long as canines, or raspy as felines, but it was still very strong and thick, thicker than average in fact, the perfect tool for anal inspection that was better than any finger could be.

With the tiger's legs resting on his shoulders, Kev started licking that hole, circling it and mating the fine fur around it and under the tail, passing his tongue and littering the doughnut with his saliva, making it slick and glittering in just a few seconds. Moans reached his small ears, the feline obviously enjoying himself as his receptive ass got a good munching.

Talking about munching, the otter started using his small pointy teeth, just lightly, an impression of bite on that sensible flesh, followed by his tongue; this routine only made the tiger louder, squirming above him, his legs kicking the brown back subconsciously as his mind got overridden by pleasure.

It wasn't long before the lutrine could push his tongue inside Manny, his thickness effectively stretching that hole for his master. That was the finishing moment for him, the moment where he knew he could take that hole, so he stopped and raised from his position, swiftly moving away from the panting tiger as he remained folded, his legs high and his hole still ready for the main dish.

The condom got stretched on his cock without hesitation or error, having rehearsed that procedure a thousand times before, and the lube was spread over it in abundance, to balance the lack of fingering. Kev knew, though, that the student wasn't going to be hurt, his rimming abilities were that good, and the tiger had exercised his butthole enough to have no problems with it, only pleasure.

Growling, the otter leaned over the laying feline, pressing his powerful body against the other man and, in the process, folding him neatly, the striped legs resting against his chest and shoulders. He didn't even have to look, his cock finding its target as it had done several times already, the relaxed pucker accepting its head without hesitation.

Mutual moaning echoed in the room, the fitting background for the progressive invasion of an ass. Kev took it slowly at first, enjoying how every inch of his hefty cock got surrounded by that tight hole, his meat getting nicely squeezed as it stretched its way in. The big cat meowed, his arms rounding around the wide shoulders of the lutrine, his eyes flicking as he experienced the pleasure of getting a thick cock inside him.

It didn't take long to bottom up; the coach's dick wasn't one of the biggest nor the thickest, though it came close to what canines sported. Size didn't really matter, after all, and he sure knew how to use; the minimal preparation enhanced the stimuli, and now that his tool was smashing the tiger's prostate he was sure that what little pain he had suffered had completely evaporated.

Kev bucked his hips, retrieving his cock from that tight ass for a good while before shoving it inside one again, making sure to tilt his body a little to change the angle. Then he did it again, from yet another angle, warming himself up into a pace, each thrust different from the previous one; the brown fur had learned that, unlike in swimming, he needed to give variation to make it enjoyable for both parties involved.

And the student sure was loving it, purring like a kitty in heat, taking that cock as the pro he had become, his own tigerhood forgotten on his stomach, mating the already white fur with a different hue as it got mated with pre. He knew his part well too, moving as much as possible, pushing his ass against the shoves from his lover, his head reclined with his eyes half closed.

The room was filled with their animalistic mating, of the sounds of balls slapping against an upturned ass that these walls had heard so many times before; Kev was losing himself in the experience, of dominating another man like that, of claiming this predator as his, the striped ass taking his cock so easily but yet with such a firm grip around it.

His swimmer stamina meant he could go like that for hours, something that the tiger actually appreciated. True to his feline nature, it didn't take long for Manny to cum, hands free thanks to the expertise of the otter, his tigerhood shooting ropes of cum all over himself as he got pounded so soundly.

Snarling at feeling the ass gripping around his cock, the lutrine waited for it to subdued while still thrusting inside the orgasmating tiger, the striped male huffing in his afterglow after spending himself; wordlessly, Kev shoved himself out, resisting the urge to thrust right in, instead manhandling the other man so that he laid on his belly, his cum ruining the linings.

Manny tried to protest, confused for a second at the change of position, but whatever protest he was expressing turned into a moan as the smaller male got right back in him; hooking his arms under the tiger's armpits, the svelte striped tail out of the way, he resumed his fucking, taking advantage of the positions to deliver deeper and faster thrusts now while the man under him squealed in pleasure.

The swimmer pushed the tigrine in the bed more and more, the moans muffled a bit by the pillows, his thick cock violating the tailhole, tender and surely oversensitive after the orgasm; he didn't care, he was now in full gear, his balls resting on the white ones belonging to the tiger every time he sheathed his cock in the student.

He started huffing on the side of that short mane, nipping a bit the exposed neck before him as his climax slowly approached with each thrust; he didn't need to grab the other's cock to know that the feline was hard again, and probably already close to cum too, which was the pleasure of fucking a cat. Not that the otter didn't like to work an orgasm out of a dog, and he sure did that one time he got Arschficker under him, barking as he took his otterhood.

Then again, there was nothing more satisfying for a top to make the bottom cum multiple times in a session alone; and Manny sure knew to give him what he wanted, as he once again tensed , his head thrown behind as he growled in pleasure, his cock surely delivering another load, this time on the poor linens. The otter couldn't resist the temptation and, uncharacteristically for his species, bite down on the exposed neck, his pace increasing once again to take advantage of that clenching ass.

Kev's orgasm was a powerful one, being coaxed out of him after several minutes of thrusting, his cum filling the condom as he kept thrusting in the tiger; the pleasure couldn't be described, his teeth almost drawing blood by the intensity of the climax, releasing the tiger's neck only when he entered the afterglow, his sensitive cock still sheathed inside the other male.

Carefully, the lutrine moved them on their side, switching to a spooning position that was comfortable for the both of them. Manny chuckled as he got comfortable in the smaller male's arms, his breathing getting to normal now.

"What's so funny?" The swimming coach asked, being careful to keep his dick still in that hole while his side got batted by the ever-moving flail that was Manny's tail.

"You made me sweat more than the heat. Maybe I should have stayed in class!" The tiger quipped, both of them laughing at the lame joke.