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Chapter 3

In the morning, the professor drove me to school with him, although he dropped me off about a block from the building so no one would notice. My limbs were still sore from the night before, so walking wasn't ideal, but we didn't have much choice. He'd asked for my number and told me he'd have instructions for me later in the day. My heart raced when he said this, maybe he wanted to continue our relationship? I could only dream. All I could think about was how lucky I was to have bedded my favorite teacher, and when I could do it again.

In Gym, we had to run the mile, which was easily the worst thing that could have happened. I limped along, trying my hardest to run, but failing miserably most of the time. I was usually a fairly fast runner, considering I was naturally small and quick, but today my time dipped dramatically. After class, my instructor, Thomas Ricken, called me into his office.

"Augustine, what was your problem today? You ran like you had a stick up your ass." He scolded me from across his desk, holding his clipboard and glaring. He was another teacher I'd been eyeing for awhile, but he was so masculine and aggressive that I suspected he had zero chance of being gay, or interested in small boys like myself.

He was a stockily built bull, with brown fur, black eyes, and a gold nose ring. His horns were wide and slightly yellowed from his age; I suspected he was in his late forties, like Mr. Benjamin. He typically wore sweatpants or athletic shorts that showed off his plump ass and thick thighs. He wasn't as handsome as Mr. Benjamin, but he was sexier in a way. Where Mr. Benjamin represented grace and beauty, Mr. Ricken represented aggression and power.

"I dunno sir, I was up sortof late last night, working on homework and such. I didn't get much sleep and I missed breakfast today too. I'm really sorry." I lied, twiddling my thumbs and refusing to meet his gaze.

"Fine, just don't forget about this class too." He replied, waving me out. I breathed a sigh of relief and nodded before collecting my bag and heading out. I thought I heard him chuckle as I left, but I wasn't sure.

The day went by slowly, and I struggled to focus in my classes. I kept seeing Professor Benjamin's big boots whenever I would close my eyes. I could hear his low voice in my ears, and nearly feel his calloused hands on my body. I struggled with an erection for most of the day, staying quiet and avoiding most contact with my peers. One person I couldn't avoid, however, was my roommate, Niles. He pulled me aside after a shared class and glared at me.

Niles was a handsome deer that I'd know for over a year. He had light brown fur with dark browns spots and a small set of antlers. He, like me, was very well groomed and put together, and we'd bonded a lot during our first year. When it came time to apply for rooms the second year, we'd asked to be paired up, and fortunately been granted that wish. He was probably the closest student to me at the academy, and I could tell he knew I was off.

"Where were you last night? You didn't come back to the room and I tried texting you like 40 times." He scolded, pushing me against the wall outside our classroom. I turned away from his gaze and racked my mind to think of a lie.

"I was...in the library, studying. I didn't do so well on that paper Professor Benjamin gave us. I needed to review the material for our final paper in a few weeks." I tried.

"You were reviewing material for 16 hours? C'mon Dante, how dumb do you think I am?" He retorted, pulling his arm away from the wall and allowing me some more room. I rubbed my neck nervously.

"Yeah, well, not for the whole time, but I ended up falling asleep there. I'm sorry, I just, I kindof panicked when I saw my grade. Please don't be mad at me." I knew playing the sensitive card would work. Niles shrugged.

"I guess that's very you. Just, be nice to yourself, okay? You deserve the best treatment possible. At that includes self care. You don't need to spend all night in the library." His tone was softer, and he placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. I smiled warmly at him.

"Thank you, Niles."

The two of us were silent for a second, just staring into each other's eyes. His were green, and they were as deep as emeralds. But he paled in comparison to Professor Benjamin.

"Welp, uh, I have to get to class so-" He turned and began walking down the hall. I chuckled while watching him walk; if only he knew where I really had been.

During my last period, I got a message from a number I didn't recognize.

"It's Professor Benjamin. Meet me in my office when class is finished."

I gulped, and instantly felt my cock spring back to life. The thought of sucking him off under the desk, or getting fucked on top of it, or even doing more stuff at his house turned me on almost immediately. I wondered what he had in store for me.

When the bell rang, I quietly walked to his class. It was upstairs, tucked away in the corner of the building, so it was fairly secluded. I knocked on the door, and when I heard his voice beckon me in, I opened it.

What greeted me on the other side made my heart sink.

Mr. Ricken, my Gym Teacher, sat across from the professor. His thick arms were crossed, and he was looking at me with a disappointed face. On the table in front of them were photos of me. I recognized them as ones from the previous night. One showed Mr. Benjamin's cock in my ass, from behind, while I sniffed his boot. Another was taken while I was passed out, displaying the matted cum in my fur and my stretched, abused hole. The final one? It was taken while I sucked him off, my face was easily recognizable, and a huge bulge could be seen in my throat.

My heart raced as I searched for the right words.

"Shut the door, Mr. Augustine." The stallion commanded, and I did as asked. There was a third chair in front of both of them, and he motioned for me to sit in it.

"Now, Mr. Augustine, it's come to my attention that you told Mr. Ricken here you couldn't run because you were tired. Now of course, Mr. Ricken knows that you put a disproportionate amount of time into my class, so he came here to ask me about it. Being the honest, good natured stallion that I am, I decided to explain to him our arrangement. Would you care to add to it?"

I sat there in silence, unable to process what was happening. My mind was spinning. Mr. Benjamin told someone what we did? That was easily a fireable offense, considering I was technically still a minor. Unless...

"You don't have to do this. I know he's in on it." I spoke before I could really think about what I was saying, and instantly regretted it. When the looks on their faces were that of surprise, and admiration, I knew I was correct.

"You were right, he is quite a smart one." Mr. Ricken praised, uncrossing his arms and grinning at me. He reached over and patted me on the knee. Mr. Benjamin was beaming.

"That's right, my baby boy is so smart, aren't you? He saw right through our little shakedown. Yes, Dante, it's true. Mr. Ricken and I have been conspiring to bed you for quite a while now. Of course, you only showed significant interest in me, so we had to get creative. I hope you'll forgive us."

I breathed a sigh of relief and smiled back at the two men. Now, having a better understanding, I began to see things differently. Mr. Ricken wasn't the asshole gym coach I'd thought he was, he was a cunning and crafty bull.

"I have to admit, for a second I was terrified. You didn't tell me you took photos!" I admitted. Mr. Benjamin laughed, a deep, throaty sound that made me shiver.

"I know, boy. But I couldn't help myself. I needed something for later, although I doubt there won't be a next time. In fact, I know there will be. Since Mr. Ricken was absent from our activities last night, would you care to give him a demonstration?"

I took a shaky breath. Mr. Benjamin, my handsome stallion professor, was asking me to suck off my equally handsome gym teacher. Right here, in the classroom. Right now.

I didn't hesitate. I slipped off my backpack and began pulling my vest off my shoulders. I straddled the chair Mr. Ricken sat in and placed my paws around his neck. We stared at eachother for a moment before I pressed our muzzles together, bringing us into a deep, sensual kiss. He was more aggressive than Mr. Benjamin had been, shoving his tongue deep inside my throat without warning or apology. He cupped my cock, which was already getting hard, and squeezed my ass with his other hand. I could feel the strength in his fingers.

"You're quite the natural born slut, aren't you? Why don't you put that mouth of yours to better use." He said when we broke apart, pushing me down in between his legs. I nodded and palmed him through his shorts before pulling the drawstring down. His thick, uncut cock sprang out, nearly hitting me in the face, and I grinned before taking him into my mouth. His balls hung down low below his length, and I fondled them while sucking him off, earning strained groans of pleasure. From behind me, I heard a camera clicking, and I knew that Professor Benjamin was taking more photos. For some reason, that turned me on even more.

He came soon after, filling my stomach with more cum. I breathed in his scent and was driven over the edge from it, the second time in 24 hours that I'd achieved a hands-free orgasm just from breathing in the smell of musk.

I crawled back up on his lap and smiled at him. We didn't kiss, but we stared into eachothers eyes like long-lost lovers, and an understanding passed between us: I was his bitch, and he was my master. Both he and the professor were going to use me to their heart's content, and I was completely okay with it.

"You were right, Charles. Quite the catch, this one." Mr. Ricken husked. He cupped a hand behind my head and pressed our mouths together. I felt him stand up in the process, and suddenly felt solid muscle behind me. I opened my eyes during the kiss and realized I'd been pressed against Mr. Benjamin's body, who was now standing behind me. He snaked his hands around my waist while Mr. Ricken held my shoulders and neck in place. I was completely pinned between the two big males, and I was loving every second of it.

When we finished, the set me down, and Mr. Ricken and Mr. Benjamin shared a kiss, right in front of me. I could tell there was years of chemistry and experience there, and it turned me on more than I could believe. When they were finished, they sat back down.

"We know you can't be available all the time, yet anyways, so we'll give you this week to focus on studies and whatnot. We're planning something special for you on Friday, so be available. To keep you satisfied, you can have these for the week." Professor Benjamin pulled out a set of his used briefs, which he tossed to me. I took a quick whiff and felt my body shake with how delicious it was, I felt like jerking off right then and there.

"You're ours, boy. You better not forget that." Mr. Ricken added.

I shoved Mr. Benjamin's used briefs inside my bag, and the three of us stood up. We took turns giving each other good bye kisses and I left before both of them. The door shut behind me, and I felt my heart soar. The only thing that was on my mind was what I was in store for Friday.

When the door shut, Charles Benjamin and Thomas Ricken looked at each other and grinned. The stallion gathered the photos back up and placed them in his briefcase while the bull cleaned himself up. Both men then shared another kiss, this one in celebration of their new partner.

"Do you think the little rabbit has any idea what we plan to do with him?" The stallion asked, running his hands through his black mane. The bull snorted.

"Of course not, he's too busy jerking off to your musk. He has no clue where he's going to be in a month. But that's fine, let him believe we care about him. Let him believe that our little fling will last forever."

The horse laughed and nodded.

"You're right, we'll let him enjoy his little fantasy, for now."

Thomas stood to leave, and as he did, Charles called out to him.

"Make sure to let Davis know to call him in tomorrow. Should be a nice surprise for him."

The bull nodded as he left, leaving Charles all alone in his classroom. He smiled to himself. Phase 1 of his plan was nearly over, and it was time to let more people know about his intentions.