The Gym Teacher's Exam
#1 of Gym Teacher
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"I am so going to kick your ass today!" Eric joked as he pulled off his T-shirt and threw it into his locker. "You don't stand a chance against my butterfly stroke."
"Hey," I said back quickly, "I came in half a second behind you at the last meet. One little slip up and it's all over for you."
"There aren't going to be any slip ups from me," Eric replied confidently as he slid off his shorts to reveal his dull yellow speedo. After tossing his shorts into the locker and throwing his towel over his shoulder, he looked back at me and waited for a good comeback.
My mind was drawing a blank, so all I could think to say was, "We'll see."
"That's it?" He replied with a small laugh, "that's all you've got?"
I took my time removing my own shorts so I could get some time to think. As my red speedo flashed out into the open, I finally managed to come up with, "Just like there weren't going to be any slip ups from you during that meet freshman year, right?"
"Oh man," Eric said as he grabbed his cap and goggles before slamming his small locker door closed, "that's ancient history! There's no way I'm going to choke like that again."
I just smiled as I finished undressing. Once I was done, I grabbed my gear and began to head out of the locker room with Eric by my side.
My name is Odin, and I'm a five foot nine inch doberman. I'm seventeen years old, and I'm a senior at my high school. I'm the assistant captain of the school's swim team, and it shows. Besides my red speedo, I've got the upper body muscles to rival any one of the football players. Years of hard work and training have paid off to give me a sleek but muscular frame which is perfect for forcing my way through the water. And I always love to put my muscles to use, whether I'm at a swim meet or simply in gym class like I was now.
I've heard that some other schools don't let people use their pools during gym class, but our school was different. We were spending this week going over the different strokes and how to do them properly, something I've known since I was a little kid. But, it gave me a good excuse to get into the pool, and that's all I really cared about. That, and beating Eric, another member of the swim team who just happened to be in the same gym class as me.
Since we were both on the swim team, we managed to dominate the races held at the end of class each day. So far, we'd split them right down the middle with two wins for each of us. Today was unfortunately the last day we were going to be using the pool in gym, so everything came down to this one final race.
As we both made our way out to the pool, we gently veered off to the left side in order to meet up with the slowly growing group of people waiting for class to start. We stood around for a few minutes and chatted about this and that before our teacher finally walked through the doors leading towards our school's pool complex. Our normal gym teacher, Mr. Revera, had been out sick all week, and in his place was a good looking cougar who simply told us to call him by his first name, Marcus.
As he walked into the room, I couldn't help but admire his very muscular chest and legs. He was a big and powerful looking cougar, and he had the unfortunate (or fortunate, depending on how you look at it) habit of really turning me on every time I saw him. This was especially a problem since I had only been wearing my skin tight red speedo to gym class all week. It didn't exactly allow me to hide any erection I had very well, and I've had quite a few ever since Marcus became our substitute gym teacher.
I've know that I was gay from an early age, and most of the people around me knew it by now as well, so even though there were a few chuckles every now and then as I tried to cover up the bulge in my speedo, no one really made too big of a deal out of it. Besides, it's not like I went around flaunting it to everyone or anything. To help hide it, especially at times like this, I simply sat down on the tile floor with my legs bent in an upside down V. It usually did the trick quite nicely.
Eventually, Marcus made it over to the group of students, and after taking attendance we began to do some stretches to warm up. As he led the class in a few basic stretching exercises, I couldn't help but admiring his entire body as his powerful muscles flexed and relaxed as he stretched. Everything from his biceps down to his calves seemed to turn me on, but his tight little muscular butt was what always did it for me. And having it clad in only a skin tight blue speedo for the duration of the class was almost too much for me to take. My erection was usually raging while we were busy doing lunges since I always positioned myself to get a good view of Marcus' ass. When it was finally time to get into the pool, I made sure that I was one of the first ones to turn around and jump in so I could hide my erection (at least partially) underneath the water. Since the water was usually a bit chilly, and I had trouble seeing most of Marcus' body while it was also submerged under the water, my erection always faded fairly quickly. And besides, once I was in the pool there was only one thing I could really think about: swimming.
For the most part, Eric and I played around a bit while Marcus instructed the others on the proper technique of the butterfly stroke. We both had everything he said ingrained solidly into our muscle memories, so there wasn't really much to do other than to warm up for the race at the end. As the class took one final practice lap up and down the pool, both Eric and I made sure that we were ready to go for the actual race. We both casually made our way through the full one hundred meters at a pace just hard enough to get the blood pumping into our arms and legs. Then, as the rest of the class finally made it back down to the correct side of the pool, half of them got out (our class was too big to race all at once), and the rest pressed themselves up against the pool's wall. We weren't allowed to start from the traditional starting positions for whatever reason, but I didn't really mind all that much. The starts were my worst part anyway. Instead, I made sure to adjust my goggles as my powerful legs pressed up against the edge of the pool.
Once everyone was ready, Marcus made his way out of the pool (the water dripping off his muscular frame and his shiny fur made him look extra sexy) and he made his way behind all of the students who were lined up against the pool wall. "Ready..." he called out in a booming voice, "set... GO!" There was a rush of water down the pool as everyone took off all at once.
Eric and I quickly made our way out into the lead, and nobody ever got close to us again. It was just me and him as we raced towards the far wall. We were neck and neck as we made the turn, but I slowly pulled ahead of him in the next fifty meters.
As we approached the starting wall, I heard Marcus break his usual regiment of shouting improvements to the other swimmers as he said, "One more lap guys. Come on! Push it!" I didn't need to be told twice. I got in one last good stroke before making the turn, and when I looked over at Eric I could see him lagging behind just slightly. But there was no way that I had the win locked up at this point either. I pushed hard, and I managed to keep the distance fairly equal as we made the last turn.
It was then that my arms, chest, and legs really began to burn, but I fought through the pain and pushed forward. Even while I was pushing as hard as I could though, Eric was still gaining on me. I knew that the best thing I could do at that moment was just look forward to the far wall and hope, but just as I was nearing the finish I noticed Marcus bend down over the pool to get a good view of the finish. His arm and chest muscles both bulged as he used his arms to steady himself, and before I could stop myself from staring I was reminded of just how sexy Marcus really was.
That was enough to throw off my concentration, and I got a face full of water because of it. I struggled hard to recover, but with my momentum lost it was no contest. Although the race was still somewhat close, I knew that Eric had touched up before me as I felt my hand make contact with the hard wall. And when I looked up, I was greeted with an amazing view of Marcus, but unfortunately he was pointing over towards Eric. "We have a winner," he said as both Eric and I struggled to catch our breath.
Almost instantly I heard Eric let out a, "Hell yeah!" before returning to catching his breath. All I could do was give the water a small smack in frustration before swimming over to the ladder. But, on my swim over, I figured that if I had to lose a race, losing because a very sexy cougar was watching me was probably the best reason for it. Once out of the pool, I struggled to hide my slowly growing erection as I made my way over to sit on the benches.
Eric gave me a hard time about losing to him when he finally sat down (I would've done the same if it was the other way around), but it was soon old news between us as we watched the other race unfold. After that was over, Marcus called everyone in for some post-exercise stretches before going on to the last piece of business for the day.
The school system had decided that it would be a good idea to give every single student in the school annual physical exams. And, they also figured that the best time to do it was right after gym was over. That meant that each day a student was taken by the gym teacher to a small room in the back of the locker room, and the gym teacher ran through a few questions with them in order to get the student "more physically active" if necessary, as well as taking their blood pressure and other small exam stuff like that. Everyone thought it was kind of a pain, but all of our parents thought it was the greatest thing in the world.
"The lucky person to get their exam today is..." Marcus said while suspensefully drawing out the person's name, "Odin!"
My heart nearly jumped into my throat as I heard my name called, and my slight residual erection thought about jumping up just as far. Me? Alone with Marcus? I knew this was going to turn out to be incredibly embarrassing. I could hardly keep my cock down while in gym class, so what was going to stop me from doing it while Marcus' hands were feeling across my stomach and back? And, what would he think if he saw a bulge forming in my speedo?
But, I had no say in the matter as everyone but me got up to leave. Marcus waited until everyone was busy heading towards the locker room before he made his way over to me and said, "Come on Odin, let's do this. It's obviously not necessary for someone like you, but I've got to get the paperwork done anyway."
As I slowly stood up (trying hard to fight back my erection), I suddenly realized that there was something familiar sounding about what Marcus had just said. The phrase "let's do this" reminded me of someone or something, but I just couldn't remember what. Shrugging it off, I carefully began to follow Marcus back through the locker room and into the small room at the very back of it.
"Just take a seat on the bed," Marcus said as we entered the small room. As he went over to the small table on the far side of the room, I gently hopped up onto the small padded examination bed and adjusted my slowly growing erection so that it would only poke out in between my legs. Marcus came back over to me quickly with a small clipboard and a few papers before saying, "Okay, question one. Do you eat a balanced diet?"
He stood only about a foot away from me, and I was struggling to maintain control over myself. He was closer to me then he ever had been before, and the damp tan fur, which contoured beautifully to his muscular frame, made no attempt to hide the bulging muscles underneath. He was definitely far sexier up close than I had ever realized before.
"Um...yeah," I finally managed to spit out after taking a moment or two to admire his chest and arms.
He checked off something on the clip board as he added, "Question two: Do you get enough exercise?" with a slight chuckle.
"I think I do," I said as I broke my eyes away from Marcus to take a look at my own black and tan muscles popping out over my body.
"I'll take your word for it," Marcus said as he checked off another box. Then, he began again with, "Have you been feeling any pain in any part of your body recently?"
"No," I replied, "nothing really hurts when it's not supposed to."
"Good," Marcus said as he checked off another box. After taking a moment to read something over on the sheet, he went to place the clipboard back down on the table. This gave me a nice relatively close-up view of his tight ass and his sexy little tail swinging back and forth. I tried to resist, but I couldn't help but stare at the beautiful sight. This obviously caused some commotion down in my groin as my sheath began to swell up, but I managed to keep everything inside for the time being.
As soon as Marcus had exchanged his clipboard for a stethoscope, he made his way back over to me and placed one of his large and powerful hands on my back. I nearly jumped in excitement as that strong and firm, yet gentle hand slid across my back until it found the spot it was looking for. His touch was more than enough to get a decent amount of my cock to pop out of my sheath as well. Marcus, the sexy cougar that I had been admiring all week, was finally touching me! I couldn't help but feel a little excited at the thought. My erection didn't even die down when Marcus' hand was joined by a cold piece of metal. "Could you cough for me please?" Marcus said as he pressed the stethoscope against my back. I did, and after repeating the procedure a few times he wrapped the stethoscope around his neck.
"Okay," Marcus said as he moved around to my side, "now I just need you to lean back for me so I can check out your abdomen, and then you're good to go." Those words struck fear into my heart. If I did that, then there would be no way that he'd miss the large bulge in my speedo. What would he think then? What would he say? It would probably be the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to me...
"Anytime you're ready," Marcus added in as I simply sat there on the edge of the bed. I knew that I couldn't just wait for my erection to go down since Marcus would get suspicious if I waited any longer, so I slowly lowered myself backwards on the bed, but I made sure to slide backwards far enough so that I could bring my legs up on the edge of the bed as well. With my legs bent up like I was doing a sit-up, I still had something to hide behind... but not for long.
"Your legs need to be flat Odin," Marcus said as he applied some gentle pressure on top of them with his hands in order to persuade me. Reluctantly, I let my feel slip off the end of the bed, and my large bulge quickly became the focus of the room.
"Well," Marcus said in order to break the few moments of silence that enveloped the room, "that's something that hasn't happened yet this week..."
As my normally tan cheeks began to turn a deep shade of red, I managed to stammer out, "I'm sorry... I... I just..."
"I guess my little Ody has grown up a bit since I last saw him," Marcus cut on in before I could finish.
"Wait..." I managed to spit out eventually, "what did you just say?"
"You use to go down to the local public pool almost every day when you were a kid, right?" Marcus added in as I sat back up.
"Yeah, I did," I admitted.
"And do you remember taking a few swimming classes while you were there?" Marcus continued as if he was trying to lead me somewhere.
It took a moment before everything snapped together in my head. "Oh my god," I said out kind of quietly, "that was you, wasn't it? I thought that I knew you from somewhere! You were the one who used to say 'let's do this' all the time!"
"That kind of sounds like me," Marcus said with a smile.
I was so full of emotion at that point that I didn't even think before I stood up and lunged at the solid pillar of muscle in cougar form standing out in front of me. I quickly wrapped my arms around him, and Marcus could do nothing but slowly return the gesture.
"Woah," Marcus said as he swayed a bit with my impact, "what's all this for?"
"You're the reason I started swimming in the first place," I said as I pulled away from him just a tiny bit to talk. "I would watch you swim everyday when I was little, and I wanted to be just like you when I grew up! You looked so amazing when you went through the water that I couldn't help but admire you. I practiced and trained really hard so I could make it look as easy as you, and I've grown to love swimming and everything about it. It's all thanks to you!"
"Well," Marcus said as I continued to stare into his eyes, "I'm glad I inspired you. The hug might have been a little much, but you're certainly welcome."
"I also wanted to hug you because you're really sexy," I said suddenly. I hadn't meant to say anything like that to him, but now that those words were out of my muzzle I hid my quickly reddening cheeks back into the cougar's firm pecs.
There was a bit of silence as Marcus decided on what to say in return, but eventually I felt his hands slowly begin to slide their way down my back. "You know," he said as his hands had nearly reached my ass, "you're pretty sexy yourself." Just as he finished saying that, I felt both his hands give my muscular ass cheeks a firm squeeze. I jumped a little at the contact, but a happy little smile quickly overtook my look of surprise.
"You like that, huh?" the big cougar said quietly into my ear. "Well, how about this?"
I felt one of his hands slowly lift away from my ass cheek, and then with a loud *smack* I heard it come slamming back down. I let out a tiny yelp at the sudden pain I felt, but as a gentle warming sensation took its place I couldn't help but give off another small smile. Without asking for my input again, the cougar raised his other paw and brought it down on my other cheek with the same result. As the warming sensation began to fill both my ass cheeks, he gave both of them another solid grope before raising and bringing both his paws down at the same time.
Not wanting to waste an opportunity like this, my own paws quickly began to make their way down the cougar's muscular back until they met up with his sexy blue speedo covered ass: the object of my desire for the past week. As Marcus raised one of his hands to give me another swat on my rump, I gave a firm squeeze to those two beautiful mounds of muscle. I just couldn't help myself. The cougar's ass was perfect, and I would've been a fool if I didn't take advantage of my current situation.
Marcus let out a little moan of approval as his hand stopped dead in the air. "So," he said after taking a quick breath, "that's how you want to play, huh?" And with that, he brought down his paw on my rear end with an extra helping of force. I let out a little yelp as the blow stung, but I wasn't ready to give up yet. As Marcus prepared to give me another blow, I quickly lifted my own hand and brought it down on his ass with a loud *smack* as well.
Much to my surprise, he let out a low moan as his flesh rippled around my paw. "Yeah, just like that," he said before he brought another paw down on my quickly reddening cheeks. From that point on we began to alternate our strikes, sometimes with more force and sometimes with less. Marcus was clearly enjoying himself as my paws made repeated contact with his muscular ass, but even I was surprised by my own reaction.
I never thought that I'd enjoy being spanked so much, but my erection was straining to get free of my speedo as Marcus continued to swat at my bottom. Marcus must have felt it since I was still pressed up against him, so after a few more smacks and gropes he finally pushed himself away from me. I could see his own large bulge beginning to grow in his blue speedo as he dominantly told me, "turn around and bend over the bed."
I, of course, wasted no time in doing just that. When that sexy of a cougar tells you to do something, you do it, especially when you both have raging erections that need to be taken care of. I slowly turned my body around before bending over and placing both of my hands on the edge of the bed for support. I had to spread my legs out a bit far since the bed was a little low, but it only gave Marcus a better view of my own tight little ass. I made sure to look back needingly as I gave my short little stub of a tail a few cute wags.
I watched as Marcus' bulge nearly doubled in size due to my new position and my teasing. But, just as I thought that his speedo was about to rip off and go flying across the room, he stopped admiring the sight in front of him and stepped up right behind me. "First things first," he said as he gave my ass another little smack, "we've got to get you out of these." He hooked his fingers between the waistband of my speedo and my fur before slowly beginning to pull my speedo down around my ass and down my legs.
Once I felt my large erection spring free and my balls begin to dangle freely, I shuffled my feet together and let the speedo drop down to the concrete floor. Once it was at my feet, I slowly stepped out of one side and gave them a flick across the room with my other paw.
Before I could even get back to my original position once again, I felt one of Marcus' hands slam back down on my now fully exposed rear end. I let out a little yelp since there was nothing left to protect me from the full force of his hands now, but it slowly turned into a moan as Marcus said, "You've got the sexiest ass I've ever seen." I couldn't help but blush at the compliment as another hand vigorously made contact with my rapidly warming rump.
After a few more hits, I was moaning in time with Marcus' swats. I didn't even feel any pain anymore. All I felt was an intense warming sensation across my entire rear end, and the occasional squeezes and gropes coming from Marcus felt extra good on my tender cheeks. But, just as his blows were beginning to reach the point of pain once again, he stopped and did something I didn't expect. He bent down and gently began to kiss my reddening cheeks.
"I don't want to hurt you too much...yet," he said in between his soft kisses. "We've still got a few things to do before I can let you leave." I just let out a low moan in reply as I imagined what Marcus had in mind, but I didn't have to simply imagine it for long.
As Marcus continued to gently kiss his way around my reddening ass, he slowly began to make his way towards the center. All I could do was tense up a little bit as I waited in anticipation for what was to come, and the sexy cougar behind me didn't disappoint. When he had covered everything that there was to cover on the outside, he gently placed both of his paws down on my tender cheeks and gently spread them apart. Not wasting any time, I could feel him press his rough feline tongue up against the very base of my dangling balls before slowly beginning to slide it upwards.
I let out a loud moan as his large wet tongue began to make its way up my crack, and I let out a loud gasp as it finally grazed over my exposed tailhole. It continued on until it came to the end of my stubby little tail, and then, without any more warning, I felt it press back against my pucker.
My hands gripped tighter onto the table, and my stance got a little bit wider as the cougar's tongue began to go to work. I couldn't help but moan out loudly as he expertly began to massage the outer rim of my pucker with his warm and wet tongue. Pass after pass, lick after lick, I couldn't help but enjoy every moment of his treatment. By the time he was finished making sure that the outside of my hole was soaking wet with his saliva, the tip of my painfully hard cock was soaking wet with pre as well. There was even a small puddle beginning to form on the floor beneath me from all the pre that just couldn't stay attached to my throbbing red cock. I wanted nothing more than to reach around and start stroking myself off, but I was afraid that I would shoot my load at the mere gentlest touch. And besides, I was more than happy to let the sexy cougar behind me run the show. He was doing an excellent job so far.
It only got better when he finally broke past my ring of muscle with his tongue and began to lick me from the inside out. I had never been rimmed before, but the sensation was amazing! Having that large, warm, wet, and slightly rough tongue shooting in and out of me was the best thing I ever felt, and it was even better when Marcus forced his way deep inside of me and began to explore my depths. I had serious trouble keeping my voice down, and I was really glad that all the walls were made of thick concrete. Otherwise, the entire gym class would've been able to hear what was going on in the examination room. Not that I really cared at that point though. All I cared about was Marcus and his amazing tongue as he got me ready for what I knew was to come.
When my tailhole was sufficiently slick inside and out, Marcus gave my ass cheeks one last playful swat before standing back up again. I looked back with a small groan as the pleasure I was feeling suddenly stopped, and that caused Marcus to let out a small chuckle. "Eager little guy, aren't you?"
The only thing I could think of doing in response was to stick my rear end farther up in the air before giving it a few quick shakes. This caused another small chuckle from Marcus as he said, "Well, I guess I shouldn't keep you waiting then." In one quick swoop, he grabbed a hold of his blue speedo and quickly pulled it down his legs, finally revealing his tan-lined crotch area along with his impressive package.
His erection looked enormous even while it was still restrained by his speedo, but once it popped out into the open air I couldn't help but marvel at its size. It was huge! Far larger than anything I'd ever had up there before. I wasn't sure whether I should be excited or terrified at the prospect of that pillar of meat forcing its way deep inside of me, but as Marcus walked up behind me and placed one of his paws on my still tender butt cheek, I couldn't help but feel a few butterflies in my stomach.
"Just relax," Marcus said as his huge shaft slipped into the crack of my ass. It was already soaking wet with his own pre, so I didn't feel any discomfort as the sexy cougar rubbed his erection up and down between my cheeks a few times. In fact, I quite enjoyed the gentle sensation of that huge, warm, and wet organ sliding itself past the outside of my recently prepared hole. But, I couldn't take Marcus' teasing for long. I needed something back inside me, and quickly! After a few passes up and back down, I gingerly looked back at the muscular hunk behind me and let out a small series of whimpers. Getting my message right away, he used his free hand to position his cock against my soaking wet pucker. I took in a slow, deep breath, and just as my lungs were nearing their capacity, Marcus slowly began to apply some pressure to my tailhole.
My hands clenched tightly around the edge of the padded bed as Marcus began to push into me. I grit my teeth, and I rose up on my paw toes to try and lessen the pain I was feeling, but Marcus simply continued to apply a steady amount of force to my pucker with the tip of his cock. He had tried to prepare me as well as he could for this moment, but no amount of rimming would've been enough to allow me to take that monster freely. I could feel my sphincter slowly being stretched wide as his head demanded entry into my untrained depths. And then, all of a sudden, I felt the head literally *pop* into me along with an inch or two of the shaft.
I let out a slightly pained grunt as the beginning of the cougar's shaft finally slid into me. Marcus, sensing my current level of discomfort, remained in place for a moment or two so my anal ring could adjust to his massive size. I took in a few quick breaths now that I had the opportunity to breathe once again, and I simply waited for the pain to subside. After waiting a moment or two in the same position, I gently began to push back against the giant rod before moving forward slightly once again - just to test whether or not I could go any further. There was still some lingering pain, but both Marcus and I were beginning to get inpatient. As I turned my head around and gave the sexy cougar a small nod, he proceeded to slowly insert the rest of his giant member into my waiting cavity.
It felt incredibly weird having something so large sliding its way up into my colon, but it wasn't anywhere near as painful as the initial entry had been. In fact, I enjoyed the feeling of every vein on his throbbing dick slowly making its way past my stretched ring of muscle and throbbing against my insides. I could feel every pulse as the cougar's heart sent fresh blood down to that massive erection, which slowly making its way inside of me. As more and more of his cock was engulfed by my rectum, I actually began to get a bit worried. I mean, it felt amazing to feel so... full of something so warm and throbbing, and my long series of moans definitely echoed that sentiment, but I couldn't help but feel my limits being put to the test as Marcus just kept pushing more and more of himself into me. Just as I was about to give up hope of fitting Marcus' cock entirely inside of me, I finally felt the cougar's large, warm, fuzzy balls make contact with my taint, and I knew that his monster was now fully contained inside my large intestine. He let me rest in that position for another moment, allowing me time to get use to his enormous length, as he began to grope and caress my tender ass cheeks once again. I let out a new series of moans at the added sensation of my tender butt-cheeks being stimulated once again, but eventually Marcus also began to rock his hips back and forth, slowly dragging his monstrous cock in and out of its new protective casing.
It started off slowly at first, and I barely even noticed the movement, but Marcus quickly began to pick up both the amplitude and frequency of his thrusts. It was such an intense feeling to be so full of throbbing cougar cock, only to have it slide out of me all of a sudden. It left me feeling cold and hollow deep inside my body, but thankfully that feeling was very short lived. A moment later, I was quickly filled to capacity once again as that wonderfully warm cock was thrust back deep inside my tunnel. Marcus started out with a few gentle and slow thrusts at first, but eventually he began to get a decent rhythm going.
I couldn't help but let out an intense moan each time I felt nearly the entire length of the cougar's rod rub across my stretched sphincter and my sensitive inner walls. With each thrust of his manhood, and each loud slap of his balls against my taint, I received an electric shock of pleasure as the huge shaft forcefully ground up against my prostate.
My own painfully hard cock bobbed up and down in front of me with every strong thrust that Marcus made into my ass as well. A large puddle of my own pre had formed beneath me, a testament to just how good of a fuck I was receiving, and there were thin trails of the sloppy substance which linked my slobbering cock to the pool below. Given my cock's motion, and the continuous flow of pre-cum, the strands of viscous fluid seemed to perform their own little dance as I was rocked back and forth. Add to that the fluid gently streaming out of my own ass (a mix of Marcus' own pre and spit), and my groin began to slowly turn into one messy place. Not that I minded though. Marcus' rough treatment kept my mind more than busy enough.
We kept going at a reasonably steady pace for what seemed like hours, although it couldn't have been more than a few minutes. Around the time that my mind began to fade away and just enjoy the moment however, Marcus decided to change it up a bit. He slowly began to draw his paws upward from my ass cheeks and hips, making sure to gently caress my muscular back on the way, until they each reached one of my shoulders. They both gripped a hold of me tightly, and I could quickly feel that Marcus had a lot more leverage on my poor defenseless body in this position. What started out as a firm but casual fucking quickly turned into a mad hammering session as Marcus used both his hips and his arm muscles to smash our bodies into one another.
My knuckles began to turn white as my paws forcefully wrapped themselves around the edge of the padded bed in front of me. The increase in tempo and ferocity didn't hurt exactly; it was just... too much. It was an overload of my senses, and it was all I could do to continue breathing normally while Marcus had his way with my ass. The rhythmic slapping of our bodies quickly turned into a cacophony of wet and sloppy noises as Marcus unleashed his full sexual fury upon me. Marcus' strained grunting, along with my own strained grunting and groaning, mixed in with the labored gasps from both of us filled in the rest of the sex symphony as the room quickly exploded into sound. But it wasn't only sound that dominated the room; the smells of anal sex, male musk, sweat, and chlorine all combined to form their own bouquet which complemented the symphony with its own unique flavor of embellishment. And, in the middle of it all, were two muscular forms enjoying the most primal pleasure there was; the pleasure of pure, unrestrained sex.
My brain eventually began to catch up to the input my body was receiving though, and before long I was moaning in more pleasure than I had ever felt before in my life. My ass was on fire as the cougar's humongous prick mercilessly slammed in and out of me at a frenzied speed, but I loved every single minute of it. It was a feeling that I had never felt before, and I doubt that I could feel again. It was so unnatural, yet so exhilarating! And I was so close... so close to cumming... it was simply torture! But then, all of a sudden, without even laying a paw on my shaft or even touching my engorged knot, I felt a familiar feeling quickly building up inside of me. I was powerless to stop my penis from exploded in a flood of cum all across the floor below me and the bed in front of me... even my stomach fur wasn't safe from the deluge that rushed out of my spasming cock. I let out a long, ecstasy-filled howl as my balls released more cum than they ever had before in my entire life. My intense release, coupled with my exhaustion from the race and the simple act of fucking, made me feel incredibly dizzy as my orgasm finally died down some.
Marcus wasn't immune to feeling what was going on beneath him either. I figured that he was close to cumming himself when he really began to pick up the pace, but when I finally let loose he wasn't far behind. With a few last savage thrusts, almost enough to buckle my strong arms and sending me flying down against the bed, his cock exploded in the deepest part of my bowels, covering my large intestine with squirt after squirt of liquid hot cum. He let out a small but blissful roar as he continued to pump his seed into me for what felt like several minutes. Once his flow had died down, he gave my ass one last tired slap before moving his other hand off of my shoulder and down on the bed right next to my own. I could feel his body lean over mine as his other arm shot out, but he was smart enough not to place any weight down on top of me. Otherwise, we both would've collapsed onto the bed, or maybe even onto the floor. While Marcus adjusted his positioning, his cock continued to throb relentlessly deep inside me as his cum slowly began to leak out of my used hole and down my balls.
We both stayed there in that position for a while - too tired to do anything but listen to each other's labored breathing - while both of our minds were busy swimming is a sea of pleasure. Marcus' gigantic cock slowly began to soften over time, and eventually it became small enough to stop holding back the enormous amount of cum in my bowels. I could feel a steady stream of cum begin to leak out of my stretched tailstar, run down my sloppy balls, and eventually drip down to the messy floor beneath me. I felt incredibly empty without that cougar's full raging erection stuffed neatly inside me, but I was too exhausted to care much at that point. If I hadn't been in such an unusual position, then I think I probably would've fallen asleep fairly quickly.
I could only imagine that Marcus was in the same state that I was, but he didn't really show it. After his breathing returned to a somewhat normal rate, he took his hands off of the bed and began to gently run them across my body. He traced up my muscular arms with his own surprisingly delicate paws before making his way down my sweaty chest and abs - taking some time to stop and play with my nipples for a bit. Eventually, his now cum coated hands reached my backside and gave me one last tired slap before he disengaged his pelvis from my own.
I felt a small spurt of cum follow his cock out of my ass, and I heard a slight wet *splotch* sound as it joined the rest of the mess on the ground. The small trickle of cum that was making its way out of my tailhole intensified once Marcus' cock was completely gone, but it quickly slowed back down to a trickle and then eventually stopped. It was only then that I could find enough energy to stretch out my arms and legs before slowly tilting my upper body vertical once again.
I felt the cum begin to leak out of my used hole once again the moment my I stood upright, but I was beyond caring about how big of a mess I was making at that point. All I could do was slowly turn around (trying not to slip in the mess we'd made on the floor) and stare at the sweaty cougar behind me who was busy wiping off his groin with a paper towel.
"That... was... amazing!" I said through my moan-abused vocal chords, "I mean, you're huge! And it felt so good that I just... came! That was the most intense orgasm of my life!"
"Heh," the cougar responded while still trying to catch a breath here and there, "I'm really impressed with you as well. I didn't think you'd be able to take it all, but somehow you made it fit. And, on top of that, you've got the tightest ass I've fucked in a long time. It was just as amazing for me as it was for you, I can guarantee that."
I began to blush a little bit from the sexy cougar's compliments as he finished cleaning himself up. "But," he said with a sexy smile as he tossed away the paper towel, "there's one more thing we need to do..."
As those words left his mouth, he slowly spun around and bent over the back of the chair in front of him. As he slowly lifted his tail upwards, he moved both of his paws back and spread his large, muscular, tan-lined cheeks apart so I could get a good view of what he wanted me to see. "I'm all yours," Marcus said in a sexy tone as he stood there simply offering his ass to me.
I was taken aback by his actions to say the least. I mean, he had just pummeled my ass into submission, and now he wanted me to do the same to him? "Wh... what?" was all I was able to get out in response to Marcus' advancements on me.
"Don't think that I haven't noticed you sneaking peeks at my ass all week," Marcus said with a smile. I began to blush intently the moment I heard those words from his muzzle. "And don't think that I didn't notice that bulge grow in your speedo each time, either," Marcus added in. I really began to blush when I heard him say that. "So," he continued on, "what better way to thank you for being such a good bottom than to give you what you want? All you have to do is come here and get it." Upon uttering those last words, Marcus lifted up one of his paws and gave his own waiting ass a good firm *smack*.
I wasn't quite sure what to say in response. Was I incredibly tired? Yes. Did my balls physically ache from having to release such a large load only a few moments ago? Yeah. Was any of that going to stop me from acting out my biggest fantasy for the past week? Not a chance. If that incredibly sexy cougar wanted my hot prick inside of his incredible ass, then there was no way that I could say no. My cock had already started to become hard once again the moment that Marcus had turned around, so my body was more than ready to go. And, since my mind had been ready for the past week or so, I wasted no more time before making my way over to Marcus.
But, just before I reached him, I suddenly got a very naughty idea. If I was going to be on top, then I was going to take charge of the situation. If Marcus wanted to be my bitch, then that's exactly what I was going to turn him into. I've had the entire week to think about what I wanted to do to that sexy cougar ass, and now that I had him right where I wanted him, it was time to finally make my fantasies a reality.
I suddenly veered away from my beeline towards Marcus and made my way over to the corner of the room. Marcus looked at me strange at first, but once I picked my red speedo up off the ground I think he had some idea of what was about to happen. On my way back over towards him, I also managed to snatch up his own blue speedo off of the ground as well. He continued to stare back at me with an intense curiosity and a bit of yearning as I slowly made my way behind him once again.
"Alright then," I replied as I donned a more dominant voice, "if you want it, then I'll be happy to give it to you. But, we're going to play by my rules." Marcus gave me a look with a hint of submissiveness as my statement reached his ears. "Give me your arms," I said with just about as dominant of a tone as Marcus had given me earlier. To my surprise, Marcus wasted little time in wrapping both of his muscular arms around his back and latching them together.
I took his blue speedo out of my paw and quickly began to wrap it around his wrists. A few knots at the end made sure that his arms weren't going anywhere anytime soon. Once I had that accomplished, I slowly moved my body out in front of Marcus, and once I was in front of him I stared him straight in the eyes. That's when I knew that our roles had truly been reversed. The great, big, muscular cougar looked up at me, the shorter and less muscled doberman, with a great need in his eyes. In all stereotypical context, he should've been the dom and I should've been the sub, just like it had been a few minutes ago. But now, I was getting ready to ravish the sexy cougar's body, and there was no question that he wanted it just as badly as I did.
As I stood dominantly in front of the bound cougar, I made sure to give him a nice view of my own large throbbing cock. His gaze shifted back and forth between my eyes and my cock, but eventually he decided to focus solely on the pulsing rod of meat in front of him. As I approached his mouth with my cock pointing straight at the opening, I could tell that he wanted nothing more than to feel it sliding down his own throat. But, I had something else in mind. Just before the tip of my cock made contact with Marcus' lips, I grabbed a hold of the base of my cock and gave it a sudden twist sideways. Marcus barely had time to react as my red hot member struck him directly in the cheek with a slightly wet slapping noise. I gave Marcus a few more repetitive hits on the same cheek before moving my cock over to the other side of his muzzle and repeating the process. Marcus never complained; he just took it like the slut he was beginning to become. But then, shortly after I had finished with rough treatment, his level of sluttiness quickly grew. Once I had pulled my cock away from his face by a slight margin, he quickly opened his maw wide and almost begged me to insert my cock into his mouth. I let out a small laugh at the sudden display as I said, "Oh no, I've got other plans for that." Before Marcus could close his muzzle and begin to beg for my cock, I took the red speedo from my paw and unceremoniously shoved the ball of fabric into his waiting mouth.
Marcus made a slight groan in protest as his mouth was suddenly filled, and not by what he was expecting, but he quickly reverted back to his submissive self as I said, "That's for you to suck on so you can remember who's going to be fucking you." After packing in a small portion of the speedo that was left hanging out of Marcus' mouth, I slowly made my way back behind him once again to consider my options for what to do next.
It didn't take me long to be reminded of the slight sting in my ass cheeks, so after getting myself into position I quickly said, "I've noticed that you enjoy a bit of spanking," before quickly bringing one of my paws down onto the cougar's waiting ass cheeks. A loud *smack* echoed throughout the small room which was quickly followed by Marcus' muffled moan. "I hope you enjoy being on the receiving end just as much," I added as I let another swat fly on in and make contact with the muscular ass in front of me. Marcus let out another muffled moan as I began to raise my paw back up into the air.
I quickly settled into a decent rhythm of slaps, slowly getting more aggressive after each one, with the occasional firm grope and squeeze thrown in for good measure. But eventually, my arm began to get tired and my hand was beginning to turn as bright red as Marcus' once tan ass cheeks. And, on top of that, Marcus began to gaze back at me with those big pleading cougar eyes with an expression that said 'mercy master, please!' I gave him one last good swat on the ass before I finally said, "You've been a good little kitty so far. I think it's time for a reward."
The cougar's expression quickly turned into one of excitement as I gently placed both of my hands on his burning ass cheeks and spread them apart. I kneeled down behind him, just like he had done to me, and I took a good look at my target before placing the tip of my tongue at the base of the cougars dangling balls. As I slowly worked my way upwards to the beginning of the cougar's tail, I heard him let out a long muffled moan as my soft tongue slid over his sensitive taint and finally reached his pucker. The taste of sweat, chlorine, and male musk almost overwhelmed my senses as my tongue continued its journey, but I steadied myself and simply continued on. Marcus had made it feel amazing for me, and now I was more than ready to return the favor.
All three tastes really assaulted my taste buds after I had flicked my tongue off the base of his tail and brought it back into my mouth, but in all honesty the taste wasn't all that bad. It was actually much more tolerable than I had expected it to be. I licked my lips a few times to get some saliva back around my tongue and mouth before heading straight down at the little winking star in front of me for another assault.
I had never given anyone else a rim job, so I had to rely on what Marcus had done to me only a few minutes prior. If I was able to give him only a small amount of the pleasure he'd given me, then I would've been happy. As it turns out, I think I was a natural. Marcus was ablaze with a fury of moans and groans as I assaulted his tail ring with my tongue, and that was only while I was still busy with the outside. Once my tongue finally penetrated into his warm depths, the cougar's body was rocked with pleasure. And, to try and one up Marcus a bit, I slid one of my free paws down and gently began to play with his balls while my tongue was busy lubricating his hole. He really loved that, but not as much as he did when I grabbed a hold of his now erect monster cock and gently began to stroke it.
I continued my treatment until I thought I could feel Marcus getting close to his orgasm. Realizing that I had more than adequately lubed him up for what was to come, I suddenly ripped my tongue out of his ass and let go of his dripping member. It took Marcus a moment to realize that I had stopped, but once he did I could hear him let out a few pathetic sounding whimpers which were further muffled by his improvised gag.
"Show me how badly you want it, kitty!" I said as I placed my rock hard cock on top of the cougar's butt crack and back. Marcus wasted no time in rocking back and forth, trying desperately to lean far enough forward so that my cock might slip down and into his waiting hole. I laughed a bit at the display in front of me before pulling my cock away from the frantic cougar. He quickly stopped his motions and waited eagerly for me to do what we both knew was inevitable. "If that's what you want," I said as I lined up my cock with his dripping hole, "then that's what you'll get!" Before those words even left my mouth, I placed my paws on the cougar's hips and began to apply some forward pressure to the cougar's tailhole with my cock tip.
I watched him tense up a bit as the tip of my cock slowly began to force its way past his clenching tail ring. I could hear a somewhat uncomfortable muffled grunt making its way out of the cougar's muzzle at the same time, but I wasn't about to show him any mercy. If he really wanted it that bad, then he shouldn't mind feeling a bit of discomfort at first. I didn't stop my cock's slow but steady advance into his waiting intestines until I physically could go no further. It was only when my balls made soft contact with fuzzy flesh did I finally back off on the pressure I had been applying.
I let out a pent-up slow moan as I finally hilted myself in the cougar's ass, and I think Marcus echoed my pleasurable statement with one of his own shortly after. I had fucked a few guys before, but Marcus had to be the tightest of them all. To think that he was almost twice my own age and still as tight as a virgin... it boggled my mind. But, I really wasn't trying to think about it too hard at that point. All I cared about was how good the cougar's anal walls felt as they clenched around the warm and solid intruder.
I took this opportunity to let Marcus get used to my size, although that wasn't my primary objective. Instead, I took the time to fully explore the cougar's muscular body - something I've wanted to do ever since the week began. I started off by giving the side of his muscular thighs a good swat or two since his ret hot butt was too busy being pressed up against my groin to receive the blows. I followed those with a few gentle passes with my paws as they passed over the well defined muscle area. I have no idea how many squats he did regularly, but he must have had enough power in those massive muscles to lift a house!
After exploring the sides of his thighs, my paws began to trace their way slowly up the side of the cougar's massive body until I reached the cougar's gigantic strained pecs. I wasted no time in running my paws over them while paying close attention to his nipples. The moment I began to squeeze and rub the cougar's firm nipples, his vocal chords instantly came to life once again. Every twist, every pull, every flick, every caress began with a small groan of protest, but ended in a euphoric moan. I was tempted to keep on playing with his chest and nipples for a longer amount of time, but I knew that I needed to move on eventually. This treatment was supposed to be for my benefit, not his.
Once I was finished playing with the cougar's nipples, my paws slowly made their way down to the cougar's well pronounced abs. I had a fun time tracing the outline of each muscle before quickly running my paws across the entire area just like I was playing a washboard. But then, my paws finally found something that I knew would drive Marcus crazy. They eventually found their way down to Marcus' groin, and they both slowly managed to wrap their way around the gigantic piece of cougar meat that was hanging there at full attention. It was the same piece of blood-filled meat that had been deep inside me only a few moments ago, and now it was totally under my control.
Marcus went crazy when my paws wrapped around the warm shaft, but I was much more teasing than pleasing in my treatment. All he got out of it was a few gentle strokes of the shaft, and maybe a passing caress or two at the end. I left him whimpering for more as my paws drew back and found their rightful place on the cougar's hips, but I was ready to give him what he truly wanted at this point.
Without any further warning, I slowly began to withdraw my cock from the cougar's warm depths. This made both of us let out a long moan as Marcus' hole fought desperately to keep me inside, but in the end he only succeeded in keeping the tip of my cock just barely within his needy hole. This didn't last long however as I quickly began to push myself back into the waiting cougar.
I didn't keep the pace slow for long either, and my thrusts certainly weren't tame even from the beginning. If the cougar wanted to be dominated, then he'd come to the right person. I was going to make sure that he'd remember how my cock felt slamming into his ass for the next few days, and I don't think Marcus would've wanted it any other way. He was awash with moans and groans of pleasure even before I had picked up my pace to an intense level, and, once I was there, his moans were only broken by my body slamming into his and making his vocal chords jump.
"You were planning on doing this from the start, weren't you?" I said as I gave the cougar all I had to give, and it quickly began to show on both of our bodies. He just slowly spun his head around and gave me a quick nod as the sounds of forcefully slapping body parts and perpetual moans filled the air. The smell of sweat from both of our bodies began to mix with a hint of residual chlorine, the overpowering scent of maleness, and good old anal sex in the room to fill out the lustful bouquet once again. Even the most sheltered individual would've had no problem knowing exactly what went on if they so much as got a whiff of the room at that point. But, I wasn't exactly worried about that at this point. Although, I would've loved for everyone out in the locker room to know that I made the biggest and sexiest cougar out there my own personal bitch.
Marcus was trying his hardest to get us noticed though. Even as his voice passed through the improvised gag I had fitted into his mouth, he still managed to make quite the slew of loud groans, moans, grunts, and various other indistinguishable sounds as I continued to relentlessly pound my large cock into his perpetually tight ass. Each pass of my cock through the cougar's magical sphincter was like diving in for the first time. I had no idea how he made his ass feel so good and inviting with each and every thrust, but my mind was in no condition to figure it out at that point. I was determined to fuck the male in front of me with a reckless abandon, and that's simply what I did.
Of course, with such an insane amount of pleasure, and my serious lack of energy, I knew that I couldn't last for long. But, it was when my knot started to become too big to comfortably fit inside the cougar anymore that things started to get serious. Marcus had really enjoyed feeling my knot popping in and out of him as it began to form at the base of my cock, but it had gotten to the point where it just wouldn't slide in and out normally anymore. I wanted nothing more than to knot Marcus and let him truly know how much of a bitch he was, but Marcus had other plans.
As my knot continued to assault the cougar's stretched opening, I heard a fury of panicked sounds come out of Marcus' muffled muzzle. I disregarded them at first as my knot tried desperately to gain entrance into the cougar once again, but before long I heard the cougar make a few spitting noises before I heard him almost breathlessly say, "Odin, don't knot with me. We don't have time for that. I need to teach next class soon."
Now, if a sub spoke to me like that while we were busy in the bedroom, then I would've made sure to give them a fitting punishment for their insolence. However, the cougar's tone clearly sounded like it transcended our little fantasy game as it threw both of us back to reality. He was serious about me not knotting him, and we both knew it. Regardless of me being the strict dom at the time, this wasn't part of the fantasy we were both playing out. So, reluctantly, I slipped my own paw down between the intersection of our two bodies and clamped it tightly around my own knot. A simulated knotting was better than no knotting, but I was so close to my own release that I could barely tell the difference. With a few more powerful thrusts into the ever tight cougar ass in front of me, I felt my balls contract one more time and send whatever remaining genetic material they had to spare. I let out another howl as I felt my seed begin to spill into Marcus, but there was one thing that managed to break through the orgasmic haze that quickly clouded my brain. "Please," I heard Marcus say, reverting back to his submissive tone, "Ody... touch me! I'm so close! I need it... Ody!"
Not wanting to deprive the cougar of his own release (I'm not THAT harsh of a master), I somehow managed to wrap my arm around the cougar's waist and grab a hold of that huge pulsing shaft. Marcus was right, he was really close. It only took me a handful of strokes at the most before Marcus let out his own roar, and jets of hot spunk began to shoot out from the tip of his cock. They landed down on the floor with a wet splat as they joined the cougar's puddle of other fluids beneath him, and that's all I remember before my brain cut out for a moment - too tired and confused to keep on interpreting the data it was receiving.
The next thing I can remember clearly is Marcus slowly rocking back and forth with my quickly softening cock still imbedded somewhat in between those muscular cheeks of his. His treatment would've been enough to get me aroused once again normally, but my entire reproductive system was screaming at me to simply stop at this point. My cock was sore, my balls were aching, and my ass was just beginning to feel the true effect of the cougar's rampage. Even the incredibly sexy cougar slowly sliding his soft inner walls over my limp cock wasn't enticing enough for me to go another round. Instead, I simply took a step back from the cougar and let my limp shaft slide out of him with a wet *squelch*. Marcus seemed disappointed with the exit of my appendage, but a quick look at the clock seemed to put his mind back on track. He stood up cautiously, making sure to stretch out his muscles on the way, before he looked back at me and gently said, "Do you mind untying my paws? I kind of need them."
I was still in somewhat of a daze at this point, but I was cognizant enough to untie the few knots I had made and let the blue speedo fall back down to the concrete floor. After Marcus had given both of his arms a good stretch, he reached down and quickly slipped the blue speedo back on. "Everything will wash off in the pool," he said with a smile as he turned to pick up the damp red pair lying on the seat of the chair. "I believe these are yours," he said as he handed them to me with another smile. I lazily grabbed them from his waiting paw and began to slide them on. At this point I didn't really care that they were soaked through with cougar spit. I just needed something to cover my private area on the way to the shower.
After I finished putting my red speedo in place, I looked back up at the cougar who was busy writing something down on his clipboard. When he finally turned around, he handed me a piece of paper and said, "Make sure you take a good shower before you go to class. We both could be in a lot of trouble if someone managed to find out what went on in here. I wrote your next teacher a note saying that the physical exam ran long because I wanted to see just how in shape you were. You could say that you did a hundred pushups or whatever as an excuse." He then took a small pause before saying, "Now I've got to clean this place up and get out there. I'm already late for the next class! But I'll be damned if it wasn't worth it!"
As the cougar made his way to the paper towel dispenser in the corner, I began to gather up my towel and my equipment before slowly making my way out the door. But, before I truly left the room, I turned around to see the amazingly sexy cougar giving me a warm and inviting smile. "Thanks," I managed to say somehow.
"No, thank you," the cougar said before focusing back on the large puddle of stuff in front of him. Without another word, I turned back around and made my way to the showers.
I don't really remember much else from that day. It all kind of faded into one big blur. I kind of remember taking a shower, and watching Marcus rush out into the gym at some point. I kind of remember giving my science teacher the note that Marcus had given me. He took one quick look at it, then crumpled it up and threw it into the trash. I kind of remember going to my other classes, although there was no way that I could tell you what we covered in them. I also kind of remember the ride home, but that's only because once I got back I went up to my room and almost instantly fell asleep.
That weekend was a little bit rough for me. My body had healed completely by Sunday, but that didn't stop me from day dreaming about Marcus and all of the things we'd done that past Friday. I couldn't believe that I had just run out of the room like that without even getting Marcus' last name, or any other way to contact him. But, when I got to gym class on Monday, I was going to make sure that Marcus and I knew how to get in touch with one another. He had shown me the best time of my young life, and I would've done anything to pound that extremely sexy cougar's ass again. Heck, I wouldn't even mind feeling his enormous shaft sliding deep within my bowels once again either. But, there was something that I had forgotten about...
I basically ran from my class to the locker room when it was finally time for my gym class on Monday, but all of my enthusiasm quickly faded away when I saw Mr. Revera standing there in the small teacher's room at the entrance to the locker room. I quickly asked if he knew where I could find Marcus, but he told me that he knew nothing about the substitute that had replaced him while he was sick. Feeling a bit discouraged, I went straight to the main office after school was out to see if they could tell me anything about him. After asking the secretary about him, she told me that they don't give out a teacher's personal information unless they have permission from them to do so, and Marcus hadn't granted that permission or something stupid like that.
I felt pretty dejected on the ride home, but there was still one more place I had to look. The moment I got home, I dropped off my stuff and quickly made my way to the public pool; the same pool that Marcus had taught me how to swim at. Unfortunately, he was nowhere to be found, and the person at the operator's booth couldn't give me any more information on him.
The rest of the week went by painfully slowly as I thought about how much I really missed Marcus. I don't think that I exactly loved him or anything like that; it's just that he was a really cool guy, and I was really looking forward to "playing around" with him once again. I had come up with all sorts of crazy scenarios over the weekend, and now that I had no one to try them out on I was just disappointed. But, by the end of the week I was beginning to realize that it just wasn't meant to be, and my mood slowly started to get better as the weekend came along. But then, just when I was coming to terms that I'd never see that cougar again, he suddenly showed up in the most unexpected place.
I was walking back from one of my friend's houses, and since it was a nice day I decided to take an unusually long way back home. In the process of cutting my way through someone's back yard, I was suddenly awestruck by the sight of the sexiest cougar I'd ever seen, simply lounging there in a lawn chair a few houses over. I wasted no time in literally sprinting on over to him, and once I was within a hundred feet or so of him he finally noticed me as well.
"Marcus!" I yelled out as he slowly took off his sunglasses and began to stand up. He was wearing nothing but his blue speedo - the same blue speedo he was wearing that past Friday - and his tan fur seemed to glow as the sunlight danced off of it. I didn't even wait for a reply from him before slamming into him and wrapping up the nearly nude cougar in my own strong arms.
"Hey there Odin," he said as he gently wrapped his arms around me, "how's it going?"
I basically bypassed his question as I pulled away and blurted out, "I was so disappointed when you weren't there on Monday. I tried to get some information from both the school and the local pool about you, but neither of them would give me anything. I was so stupid not to get your full name that day... or your phone number... or anything really. I thought I'd never see you again..."
Marcus took in a deep breath as he said, "Yeah, about last Friday..."
"It was the best day of my life," I interrupted, meaning every word of it. That was enough to stop Marcus dead in his tracks as a small smile began to creep across his face. "I'd love to do it again," I added in with a small grin.
The cougar's muzzle quickly twisted into a grin as well before he said, "Is that so? Well then, what are you doing tonight?"
I could feel my pants instantly begin to become very tight as those words passed through my ears. "What do you have in mind?" I said with a hint of naughtiness in my voice.
"I've seen how good you are in the pool," Marcus continued, "so why don't we have a little race?"
It wasn't exactly what I was expecting, but my ears perked up as I listened intently to the cougar.
"I know how to get into the community pool after hours," he continued, "so we could have it all to ourselves." His muzzle quickly turned into another grin as he added, "There's nothing like a little skinny dipping on a warm night like tonight ..." At this point I could really feel the erection in my pants straining to bust free. "So, we'll have ourselves a little race or two, and the winner will get to decide what happens next..."
"You're on!" I said before I even really had a chance to think about it. But then, a thought quickly burst into my mind. "You're not going to let me win, are you?"
"I never LET anyone win," Marcus replied proudly, "but don't forget that you still owe me a knot since we didn't have time for it on Friday..."
I just grinned once again as I thought about what I was going to be doing a few hours from now. And this time, there was no way that I was even going to think about touching my own knot with my paw...
Well, there you go. I hope you enjoyed it! And, if you did, make sure to give Meizushi a big thanks too as you check out the illustrations he did for this story.