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Night of Sin _by RVasil

Editing help provided by Virens_

Halloween was considered a special time of the month. For kids, it was the idea of going trick or treating and getting free chocolate. For young adults, it was the idea of Halloween parties, people dressing up and getting together for the evening to have some fun for the night. It was the time of the year where spooks were the norm, and trying to give people a good ole scare was considered a past time. Scary stories would be told, tales that would make anyone's hair rise on end. Contents would involve the typical fair: horrific demons, brain eating zombies, scary ghosts, and blood thirsty vampires to name a few.

But that was what they were: stories. Tobias always told himself that. No matter how scary they got, how surreal and realistic the narrative would get, he always took comfort with the notion that they were nothing more than fiction. They weren't real. When he was a child, hearing these tales would scare him. But as he grew older, he realized that there were far scarier things in the world than demons or zombies. They were called 'college debt' and 'loneliness'.

"Hey, can you pass me that orange streamer?"

Tobias looked up to see his companion point to the aforementioned decorative material. It was late that evening. He and a couple others were in the Dracana Library. They were tasked in dressing up the area to be more Halloween themed, to get with the spirit of the season. Various decorations were already up. There were the typical fake cobwebs, the smiling jack-o-lanterns, and even the plastic spiders.

"Oh sure," he answered, tossing the orange streamer to his friend. He then continued arranging the fake skulls to be placed on the now emptied bookshelves.

"So Toby," his friend began, "are you going to the Halloween Party tomorrow?"

The brown bear let out a sigh. "Sure I guess?" He shrugged. "I'm not even sure if I should go, Ethan. I'd probably just stick out like a sore thumb."

"You shouldn't be so hard on yourself," Ethan answered. He grabbed a piece of tape and began to stick it to the orange streamer and flatten it against the wall. "Who knows, maybe you'll find someone to hook up with! I sure am."

The bear let out a chuckle. He stood up and walked over to the box to the side to check if there were other materials that they needed to arrange. "Well that's easy for you to say. You're a hot ticket item. I'm sure the cheerleaders would be all over you. I'm like...last week's piece of meat on discount because I'm about to expire."

As harsh as Toby was, he wasn't wrong. Toby and Ethan were like complete utter opposites, at least physically. One was buff and rippling with muscle, and the other was just as equally muscular, except all of it was hidden underneath a layer of fat. Toby was a bear, so being round came naturally to him. Ethan was a black stallion, being fit and able was like second nature to him.

"Oh shush you! Don't be like that. I have as much chance in getting pussy as you are in getting cock," Ethan replied, looking at his friend. "That said, I really like Casey. She's a bomb, man."

"Casey?" Toby asked. "The cheerleader? Doesn't she have a boyfriend already?"

"I heard they broke up," Ethan replied. He began to climb down the ladder and eventually stood on the library floor. "At least I think they did. I'll have to double check later, but that's what I know." He then looked at Toby who seemed conflicted. "For what it's worth, if I knew someone, I'd hook you up with a dude asap."

The bear smiled. "Thank you, but my love life shouldn't be your problem."

"Oh hell yeah it is," Ethan said, lightly jabbing Toby in the chest. "Bros before hoes, dude. Just do me a favor and go, okay? If not that, just please think about it. I'd feel bad if I'm getting pussy and you're not getting cock. It would seriously mess up our vibe if you're having blue balls."

"I can always just jerk off."

Ethan frowned at him.

Toby rolled his eyes. "Alright, fine. I'll THINK about it."

That was the thing he liked about Ethan. They were childhood friends, and thus they both knew each other very well. Even though they had differing interests, their friendship stayed strong even as they went on to college. Ethan was the first person Toby came out to, and while he was worried things would get awkward between them, it only served to strengthen their friendships further.

"Ethan," came a voice from behind them. It was the head librarian. "Can you help me with something on the computer? I'm trying to get the printer to work but I can't seem to get it to connect."

"Oh, sure thing," he responded, walking over to him.

"Is there anything else you need us to do, sir?" Toby asked.

"Actually, yes," the librarian answered. He pointed to a closed box at the side. "Can you please arrange those books for me? They should be arranged at the History section. You can head out afterwards."

"I'll see you later dude, and don't forget what I said!" And with that, Ethan left with the librarian.

Toby nodded, before turning to the box behind him. He knelt down, making sure to lift with his knees. Thankfully they weren't heavy, so carrying them to the History section wasn't a pain. What soon followed was him opening the box of newly arrived books and arranging them into the shelves alphabetically. There were a lot of them, ranging from thin books to thick tomes that made Toby wonder who actually read these things. The titles themselves were just as interesting as their content: 'Beastmen through the Ages' was a history book detailing the history of their species. 'Humans: Were They Real?' was a book containing peer reviewed research arguing about the existence of such an animal. And the last one that caught his eye was 'Eastwood: A Brief History', which was basically a history book chronicling the history of their town.

They were interesting to say the least but admittedly they were books Toby himself knew he wouldn't read. History books always felt boring to him. That was when he reached the last book in the cardboard box and it puzzled him. Unlike the previous ones that were decorated with appropriate covers emphasizing what they were about and who wrote them, this book in particular was just void of any design. On initial inspection it looked and felt very old. It was bound in black hard leather and Toby could feel engravings decorated around it but invisible to the naked eye. Compared to books he held earlier that smelled of fresh ink and new paper, this one seemed like it was ancient and was left forgotten in an abandoned attic somewhere. Out of curiosity, he flipped it open. The papers themselves were yellowing with age and felt more like parchment than the modern paper of today. But that wasn't what caught his attention. It was the contents.

"What the hell?"

Or rather, the lack thereof.

"It's all blank." Toby flipped through the pages with his thumb and cycled through. Sure enough, the entirety of the hard bound book was all blank. "Is this a notebook or something?" He flipped the book over to the front once again and saw that there were no library markings. All the books that were kept in the Dracana Library were appropriately tagged and marked for inventory reasons. "Where did this book come from?" Toby let out a thoughtful hum before placing the book down on the empty shelf. He figured he could ask one of the librarians later to see what that was all about. Wanting to finish up, Toby grabbed the now empty cardboard box and headed to the backroom to arrange it for recycling. With that out of the way, he grabbed the mysterious book and headed towards one of the desks of the librarians.

"Hey," he said, calling the man's attention.

The librarian looked up from what he was doing. He seemed busy as he was playing on his phone. "Yeah?" he answered. The man tapped the screen to pause the game, and remove the earphones that were in his ears. "What's up?"

"I saw this book earlier," Toby began, "I think you guys missed it during inventory. It doesn't have a tag." Toby handed the black book over. The librarian grabbed it and began to check its contents. "Is that a donation?" Toby asked. Some of the books in the Dracana Library were donated, so it was a genuinely good guess that would explain the oddity of the book's lack of content.

"No," the librarian answered. "The tag's right here Toby."

"What?"

The librarian flipped the book over and showed it to him. Sure enough, the tag was right there. A sticker containing a barcode was neatly placed in the book's last page, along with the stamp of the Dracana Library. What was even crazier was how different the book was. "You can put it back on the shelf," the librarian said, nonchalantly handing the book back over. Toby took it, and checked its contents. Was this even the same book? The old yellowing pages were gone and were instead replaced with brand new paper. He could even smell the scent of fresh ink. Instead of being blank, it was now filled to the brim with information. Toby closed the book and had to blink as he tried to register what he was seeing. Instead of the black hardbound leather book he was holding earlier, he was now holding a book titled: 'Eastwood: A Brief History'.

What was going on?

Toby took a few seconds to just stare at the book. Maybe he was just mistaken? Either way, the bear turned around and headed back. He tried to reason with himself. Maybe he was just tired? There could have been many reasons for him to have thought that he was holding...

Toby paused.

He was about to put the book back onto the shelf when the cover caught his attention. "Huh?" Toby looked around. Throughout the short walk between the librarian and the shelf he was now standing in front of, nobody went near him. He didn't touch anything, nor did he ever let go of the history book he held earlier. And yet, the history book was gone. He was now once again holding the black hardbound leather book. The one that had seemingly disappeared.

"What the fuck?" Toby voiced.

He immediately flipped the book open, cycling through the pages. His eyes tried to make sense of what he was seeing. His mind tried to understand what was happening right in front of him. The book was now completely void of any content, just like earlier. He got to the last page and, just like before, the inventory sticker was nowhere to be found. Toby could feel the sweat begin to drip from the sides of his face. His heart began to race in his chest. What on earth was going on? Was he losing his mind? Toby was a rational man. There had to be an explanation to all of this. Like a man possessed, he cycled through the pages, this time going from the very end to the very first. Was this a trick book or something? A gag book that you can buy at bookstores?

That was when it came. Toby arrived at the first page and felt a chill go down his spine. Instead of it being blank, he found something written on the ancient yellowing pages. It was written with what seemed like a feather pen, and in a style of very fancy cursive. It was just one sentence, but it was enough to make him gasp and jump, dropping the black book onto the floor. It had read:

'Don't leave me.'

"Toby?" The sudden movement at the corner of the librarian's eyes caught his attention. He looked up to see the brown bear kneeling on the floor. "You alright?"

"I-I-uh," Toby stuttered, "I'm okay." He turned around to smile apologetically at the librarian. "I just saw a spider. It just spooked me."

The librarian stared at him for a few moments before shrugging. "Alright, I was just wondering."

Toby let out a sigh of relief as he saw the librarian go back to playing on his phone. His expression then turned to wariness as he stared at the black book lying on the floor. "What the hell is going on with this book...?" Any semblance of rationality and reasoning felt like it went out the window. This book was not normal, Toby was sure about that. A part of him wanted to just run away and scream at the top of his lungs. But another part of him had a different idea. As scared as he was to admit it, he was curious. He warily reached out to grab the book once more. Taking a moment to gather his courage, he opened it to the first page. The message from earlier was gone. It was replaced with something else.

'Keep this to yourself, Tobias.'

That was when Toby knew he wasn't dealing with a gag book. He was dealing with something far, far unnatural.

To his shock and awe, the sentence he just read seemingly faded into obscurity right before his very eyes. One moment they were there, and then the second after, the front page was blank completely.

"Okay..." Toby said, looking around to see if anybody else was in the area. Apart from him and the librarian, there was no one else. His eyes flickered back to the book he held in his hand, then to the shelf, and then lastly back to the black book.

"Ah, fuck it."

0 = 0 = 0 = 0 = 0 = 0

Toby closed the door behind him, letting out a sigh of relief as he stepped into the quiet dorm room. His roommate was out for the evening, having mentioned doing something earlier that morning. Toby couldn't remember what it was about, nor did it matter. What did matter was that he had privacy. The bear walked towards his desk, placing his backpack on it. He began to rummage through its contents and eventually found what he was looking for. He took out the black book and examined it once again: it was just as plain, and unassuming as ever. Letting out a thoughtful sigh, he cleared his desk and took a seat. His heart pounded in his chest as he took a moment to gather his composure.

"Okay...here we go."

Toby reached out and opened the book to the first page.

It was blank.

"Huh." The bear wasn't sure if he was glad or concerned that it was. Thinking for a brief moment he then said, "Can you hear me?" Admittedly, asking a literal question to a piece of literature wasn't how Toby imagined his evening going. But thankfully enough the book answered. As if by an unknown force, words began to slowly fade into the page. Toby leaned in to read the fancy cursive writing that answered his question.

'I can.'

Toby's brow rose. Now he was getting somewhere. He tapped his chin, wondering where to take their 'conversation'. He figured to ask the most obvious question. "What am I talking to?" There was a momentary pause as Toby waited for the book's reply to him.

'I am a book that can grant you whatever you desire.'

The brown bear reeled back. "Oh really? Whatever I desire?" Thoughts raced across Toby's mind. Toby wasn't an idiot. He had seen his fair share of movies, and read various stories that involved magical items that granted wishes. Majority of them had rules that they followed closely, some even had a catch. "What are you, a genie? What's the catch?"

The book responded accordingly. 'There is no catch.'

Well the book could have been lying to him. Either way, there was only one way to see if what it was saying was true. That was when Toby's stomach growled at him, and the idea popped into his head. "I want a bagel." He then paused before adding, "wait no. I want two bagels." The book didn't respond to him and the bear wondered if it had heard him correctly. That was when a light thud caught his attention. Toby's head flicked towards the side and sure enough, a plate with two freshly baked bagels on it appeared out of thin air. The bear warily reached out to touch the pastry. They were soft, warm, and smelled quite delicious. He picked one up and took a bite out of it. It tasted...like a bagel.

"Huh," Toby remarked, his eyes going back to the blank book that was lying flat on his desk.

It was at this point that Toby's mind thoroughly raced. It seemed that he could wish for anything. The idea itself was intoxicating.

Now obviously, the thoughts of curing cancer, AIDS, death itself, ending world hunger, solving poverty and inequality, along with achieving world peace would have been very promising requests for the book. Unfortunately, this isn't that kind of story. What Toby did think at that moment was something more personal to him, and honestly, you probably would too. Don't lie to yourself.

"I..." Toby tried to think of the right words to say. With the prospect of being able to magically solve problems he had, he figured to start with the one problem he found the most pressing. "I want to be better at sex." He looked down, wondering what the book was going to do. Unlike asking for a bagel, this request was admittedly more vague. It wasn't like he was asking for something physical. Toby figured this request would be handled more differently.

That was when it happened.

Light began to appear at the seams of the page. It started off weak, before eventually getting stronger, to the point that Toby had to close his eyes to prevent himself from going blind. For a brief moment, his senses stopped working. It was as if he was suddenly in the vacuum of space. He opened his eyes and could see nothing but darkness. He could hear nothing but silence. He couldn't even hear himself breathe. And then, just as quickly as it occurred, his vision came back, along with his other senses.

Toby blinked, finding himself once again inside his own dorm room. The book was lying closed in front of him.

"You know, I got to hand it to you, this place is nice."

The brown bear's head turned so fast, it made him dizzy. He was no longer alone in his dorm room. Lying lethargically on his bed was a crimson bull. He was eating a bunch of purple grapes and was happily munching on them. Toby nearly fell out of his seat as his eyes registered the presence of the other person. Toby stood upright, his back clinging towards the wall as his eyes flickered between the bull and the exit to his dorm room.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Toby cried out, feeling a bit panicked. "Who the hell are you?"

The bull frowned at him. "Really?" He rolled his eyes upon seeing Toby still visibly frightened. "Take a wild guess."

There was only one person Toby was talking to earlier. "Are you the...book?"

The red bull smiled at him. "Bingo. Nice to meet you, Tobias."

Toby began to relax. At least the guy seemed...sociable. "N-nice to meet you too." Finally getting a good look at him, the bull was something else entirely. His appearance gave off an unnatural regal beauty, the kind of which almost felt exotic. His body was perfect: rippling muscles and toned abs that would make any full time bodybuilder jealous, and thick arms that told Toby this man could deadlift him without breaking a sweat. His pecs looked firm and soft, and Toby could almost picture them feeling like feather pillows that would help you sleep great at night. The bull wasn't wearing much, except for a modest loincloth that was strapped to his waist with an ornately designed golden pin. Both of his nipples, and one of his ears were pierced. With the way they shined, Toby assumed they were probably pure golden rings.

Overall, the bull wasn't handsome.

He was beautiful.

It was like Toby was staring at a Greek statue come to life.

"You want some?" the bull asked, showing him the plate of grapes he was eating from. "Come on take a seat. I'm not going to hurt you, I promise."

Toby was a bit apprehensive, but at this point, he figured he was far too deep to back out. He approached the red bull, sitting on the bed across him. "Uh sure," he answered, taking a grape from the plate. It was honestly the tastiest thing he had ever eaten. "So, uh, who are you?"

"The name's Stephistopheles."

Toby tried to pronounce the red bull's name. It was proving to be a mouthful. "Ste-stephi-stephenie"

Stephistopheles raised his hands. "Tobias, stop. I don't want you to have a stroke. Just call me..." He thought for a moment then said, "just call me Steve."

The brown bear nodded. That worked too. "So, what are you, Steve? Are you a genie or something?"

"A genie?" Steve gagged. "Nah, I'm not as boring as that. I'm a demon actually."

The brown bear blinked. Well that explained the magic and all the supernatural stuff that had happened so far. "A demon? Like a 'demon' demon?"

"Yes, I'm a demon, Tobias," the red bull answered flatly. He grabbed another grape from the plate and ate it.

"So there is a catch then," Toby remarked. "I knew it was too good to be true. In exchange for whatever I want, I have to sell my soul, right? Isn't that how you people work?"

That was when Steve sat upright. He snapped his fingers and the plate of food disappeared into thin air. "Okay, first of all," he pointed his finger at Toby. "What do you mean 'you people'?

"I-uh...no, I didn't mean--"

Steve cut him off. "Second of all, that's not how this works. What, do you think you'll have to sell your soul to me to get your wishes?"

"Uh...yes?"

"I mean you can," Steve answered. "That would be fun. But no, that's only fiction."

"Oh..." That was when Toby paused. "Wait, what?" The statement left him confused. "How does it work then?"

"A request like that requires a little bit more of..." Steve trailed. It seemed he was trying to choose the right words. "Cooperation from you." Seeing the bear's brow rose, Steve continued, saying, "Such a request requires a valiant effort, especially for a mortal such as yourself. Simply put, one requires to ingest the purest essence I can give you."

Toby stared at Steve, hearing the words but then seeing them go past his own head. Steve just rolled his eyes, and decided to put it in easier terms.

"To be frank, you're going to need to suck my cock."

Toby blinked, before letting out a light laugh. At first he thought Steve was joking but when he realized the demon wasn't laughing with him, he stopped. "Wait, you're being serious?"

"I am."

While he wasn't outright against the idea of sucking the demon's cock, he was curious as to how that related to him getting better at sex. Steve was more than happy to answer his question. "Demonic cum is magical. It's the key ingredient in a lot of potions, and quite heavily sought after. What you're asking me to give you, Tobias, is something very rare, and not easily given like this. I'm honestly doing you a favor."

The brown bear was rightfully skeptical but he was talking to a demon he found in a magical book. The time for skepticism was long far gone. "Alright, I'm down." The fact that Steve had a smoking hot body made his decision all the more easier.

"Let's get comfortable, shall we?"

Toby nodded, standing up and beginning to undress. Steve watched quietly, openly groping himself as the brown bear practically gave him a show. "Will you please stop staring?" Toby said, feeling the bull's eyes on him. He took off his shirt and tossed it over to the side.

"Why not?" Steve asked, as Toby began to unbuckle his belt. "You're quite the eye candy, Toby." He let out a whistle as the bear's pants fell to the floor, revealing Toby to be wearing a pair of tight white briefs. "Now get over here, because I have something I know you'll love to play with."

As much Toby hated to admit it, the dirty talk was something he actually found quite arousing. His previous partners weren't as engaging as Steve was. The brown bear got on the bed, getting on his knees as Steve spread his legs apart. "You know what to do," Steve said, resting his back onto the pillow and letting Toby take the pace. The bear nodded, reaching forward to Steve's crotch to unwrap the piece of fabric that was now visibly tenting. With one easy pull, the pin disengaged and Toby got to see what Steve was packing.

Suffice to say, it was more than impressive.

Steve's cock was huge. The sheer weight of it forced it to lean to one side, seemingly unable to support itself. Toby stretched out his arm curiously and noted that the hefty piece of flesh reached up from his wrist all the way to his elbow, and had the same thickness as his arm. A light bead of pre escaped Steve's cock tip, dripping down the entirety of its length before eventually passing by the bull's equally impressive set of balls. No longer confined by a piece of clothing, they hung quite low and rested on the mattress they were on. They looked like oversized tennis balls, and Toby could only imagine what they felt like slapping against his backside. The slowly stiffening member throbbed in front of him as if beckoning him to come closer. Toby was more than happy to oblige. The brown bear leaned forward, a goal forming in his mind. At that moment, Toby developed tunnel vision as the only thing that seemingly mattered was seeing that huge cock blow a fat load. Toby stuck his tongue out, wanting to get a taste of that impressive meat. It tasted like any other cock: a mix of sweat, musk, a hint of sweetness, and a smidge of bitterness. It was a taste that Toby was more than familiar with, and it was a taste that he savored.

He wanted more.

Toby opened his mouth to take in Steve's cock. The demon reacted accordingly, leaning back onto the pillows and closing his eyes. "Fuck..." he murmured, feeling the bear's tongue on his tip. "Swirl it around more...ooh, fuck!" Toby followed Steve's instructions, focusing his tongue on the cock's swollen tip. He pulled down on the bull's foreskin, letting his tongue have more space to play with. Toby used his tongue to trace circles, before eventually drawing a straight line as he went from the cock tip down to the bull's heavy set of balls. Steve's cock throbbed, rewarding Toby with another healthy dollop of pre for his efforts. "Fuck, Toby," Steve said in between heated breaths. "Are you sure you need this request fulfilled? You're already fucking amazing."

Toby smiled, happy to hear Steve's acknowledgement of his skill. He didn't answer however, opting instead to double his efforts. This time the bear focused on Steve's balls. He popped one of them into his mouth and began to playfully suckle on them like they were a piece of candy.

Steve was on top of the world. Toby was making it rather difficult for him to contain himself. Lewd slurps rang across the room as the bear continued to toy with him. It was like Toby was polishing each of Steve's balls to crystal perfection. Toby was by far the best cocksuker Steve had ever encountered. Being spurred on by the bear's enthusiasm, Steve decided to kick things up a notch. The bull gently guided Toby to start sucking his cock fully. The brown bear followed obediently, opening his mouth to get his fill. Steve's fat cock proved to be a decent challenge. It spread Toby's mouth far and wide, making him momentarily gag as he started to go down on it. It took him a moment to control his gag reflex, but when he did he continued his action with much gusto. Steve moaned out loudly, feeling like the bear was keen to suck his very own demonic soul through his own loins. Toby would make the demons Steve knew personally look like amateurs. It took everything in his power not to hump Toby's face.

The brown bear eventually reached the base of Steve's cock, the bull's cock tapping the back of the bear's throat. Toby took a moment to compose himself before eventually pulling back. Slow and steady, inches of Steve's cock retracted itself from Toby's mouth, now completely slick with spit and saliva. Toby only got through halfway when he felt Steve put a hand above his head. The bear looked up to see the bull smiling lustfully at him. Toby then felt a gentle nudge on the back of his head, urging him to go back down on the bull's cock.

Toby got the message loud and clear. Steve reeled his head back, letting out a long drawn out moan as Toby went in for a second dive. This time, he decided to kick things up a notch. Steve began to slowly move his hips forward. The bear immediately adjusted, opening his mouth as wide as he can to accommodate the large cock. It slipped in easier this time due to all the spit and lubrication. Steve went balls deep into Toby's throat, only stopping when Toby's nose collided with his crotch. He then went back out a few seconds later, before doing it all over again.

A rhythm soon followed. It was slow and steady at first, but the two eventually worked like a well oiled machine. Steve continued to face fuck Toby, his balls slapping against the bottom of the bear's chin. Toby took it like a champ, taking a breath whenever he could as Steve continued to hump his face. Where there were moments where it felt hard to breathe, he persevered. He wanted to see that cock blow its load all over him.

And blow it did.

There was little to no warning. All Toby could hear was the heavy breathing of the demon face fucking him, and the throbbing of his cock in his mouth. Steve just let out a guttural roar before pulling Toby's head closer to his crotch, going balls deep. White hot demonic cum escaped from the red bull's cock, spilling deep into Toby's throat. The bear struggled to breathe, and the idea of drowning in demonic cum entered his mind as the sheer volume of it was extravagant. It throbbed continuously, each burst seemingly more than the last. The excess spilled onto the sides of his mouth, before dripping down his body. The taste was unlike anything he had ever had before. Toby was no stranger to swallowing cum. He knew the taste of it from his numerous masturbation sessions, and the countless cocks he had sucked throughout his life. It tasted sweet, bitter, that familiar tangy edge to it, along with the gooey consistency. But amidst all that, there was something else, something electric. Toby couldn't quite put his finger on it, but it made his brain swim. The demonic cum's taste was addicting. As he swallowed more and more of it, it made his entire body tingle, and his arousal skyrocket. He felt his own cock throb needfully at his crotch, soiling his underwear with warm precum.

Steve's orgasm eventually passed, and the red bull leaned back before letting out a very content sigh. "Fuck, that was good." He glanced back at Toby who was lightly coughing. Cum was dripping at the sides of his mouth. Steve let out a chuckle. "Sorry about that," he said, sitting upright once more. "Got caught up in the moment."

Toby struggled to find his voice. All he could taste and smell was Steve's cum. It matted his fur. "It's fine," he said, licking his lips to get the last of the cum off his mouth. "You taste amazing."

"Thank you," Steve replied. "We should switch. I want a piece of that ass of yours."

"I thought all I needed to do was suck your cock?" Toby asked. If anything, he was just being a smartass. He was far too horny at this point.

"It's your loss," Steve said, smirking at him.

Toby rolled his eyes. "Fine."

At first he laid on his back, but Steve quickly informed him to roll over and hike his hips up. "Has anyone ever told you your ass is perfect, Toby?" Steve said, relishing the fact that he was staring at the two glorious mounds of flesh. He placed two hands on them, gently squeezing and massaging them back and forth. They felt like soft pillows in his hands. Steve then grabbed hold of Toby's underwear before easily ripping them off with a flick of his wrist.

"H-hey!" Toby cried out. "I don't have a lot of those!"

"It's fine," Steve said, waving a dismissive hand at him. "I can make you new ones." The red bull then went to work, leaning in to plant kisses on Toby's backside. The bear was unsure at first at what Steve was doing. His previous partners never opted to eat his ass, only going so far as to fuck it. The sensations he felt were brand new entirely. Steve started off by licking the sides of his thighs. It was like foreplay all over again. It was sensual, and it made Toby's cock throb more needily. Steve continued, going from thigh to the other, slowly working his way inwards. A free hand gripped Toby's cock and gently stroked it. Toby himself was a proud owner of a fat one. He wasn't as hung as Steve, but what he lacked in length made up for in thickness. Toby's cock was as thick as a beer can, and it was leaking copious amounts of pre. His furry balls were aching for sweet release, and the slightest touch seemingly threw him close to the edge. But Steve was a master. He knew when to stop just to leave the bear clinging to the edge but never over it. It was torture to say the least. He was doing this whilst at the same time assaulting the brown bear's ass. The pink star winked at him, and Steve was more than happy to introduce himself.

A prehensile tongue eventually penetrated Toby, and the bear reacted by arching his back and seemingly humping the air. Steve grinned, happy to see the reaction. Toby's backside was tight, giving him resistance as he tried to push deeper. The bull persevered, continuing forward and slowly opening up Toby. Toby squirmed, feeling Steve's tongue practically explore every crevice that was inside him. The bull's tongue first started circling the rim, going clockwise before switching back to counterclockwise. He could feel Steve's hot breath wash over his ass, and it made his body clench instinctively. Steve was patient, waiting for Toby to relax before continuing. He planted one last kiss before slowly pulling back. He licked his lips soon after, happy with his handiwork. Steve grabbed hold of his erect cock, and pointed it at Toby's ass. He took a moment to breath, before leaning forward.

Even with his cock already slick with cum from his previous orgasm and Toby's ass wet with his rimming, the bear's backside was still tight as ever. Toby opened his mouth but no sound came out. He practically had a deathgrip on the bedsheet as Steve inched his way forward. It was like ramming a wooden log straight up inside him. No toy he ever owned was this big, and he had a feeling that all the toys he would own soon after would be worthless to him as something like this could never be replicated. Steve cursed under his breath, beads of sweat dripping down his back. This was quickly becoming the hottest fuck he ever had. Toby's ass was seemingly milking him for all he was worth, and he was only halfway into him. By the time he finally inserted all himself into the bear, he was breathing and panting heavily. Steve began to pull back out, and Toby's backside desperately clung onto him. "Holy shit..." Steve said, lightly slapping Toby's ass. The buttcheeks jiggled in response. "Your ass is amazing Toby!"

Toby couldn't hear him. The bear's eyes were closed tightly, and he was focused on his breathing. His entire ass was numb, and at that moment all he could feel was the pleasure. Every bump, every ridge, every minute detail of Steve's thick throbbing cock; he could feel it all and then some. Steve got midway before going back in. He slowly formed a rhythm with his thrust. The bed creaked underneath their combined weight, the wooden posts screeching across the floor. The metal frame itself strained, struggling to contain the heavy action happening on top of it. Steve's hips crashed into Toby's, his balls firmly slapping themselves on the brown bear's bubbly ass. The repeated action threatened to live a firm mark on the bear's backside.

"Fucking hell..." Toby moaned out, lost in the throes of pleasure. Unable to contain himself any longer, Toby unceremoniously ejaculated. His prostate being battered over and over again proved too much, and the brown bear climaxed. Hot cum spilled onto the bed, staining it completely and leaving a scent of musk and jizz. Steve grunted, sensing Toby's ass clamp down once more. It took everything in his power to not climax right then and there. He wanted to savor this moment for all it was worth. Without skipping a beat, Steve continued his thrusts once again, this time with reckless abandon. Toby was spent, and completely exhausted. His entire frame rocked back and forth as Steve practically used him like a cum rag. Not that it mattered; Toby felt oddly content with the notion. If anything, he enjoyed it. Steve grabbed hold of his hips, and went balls deep. The demon let out a guttural roar, spilling another batch of his seed into the brown bear.

The brown bear could feel it all sloshing inside of him. It was warm, and the familiar tingling sensation travelled across his body. Steve pulled out soon after, excess cum spilling out freely. They leaked down the side of Toby's thighs. The brown bear didn't have to imagine how much of a wreck his ass was. He knew for a fact he wasn't going to be sitting down properly anytime soon.

The red bull crashed alongside him on the bed, spooning him from behind. "You're a great fuck, Tobias," he said in between heated breaths. "You can seriously put other demons to shame with that kind of action."

"T-thanks..." Toby responded. He wasn't sure how to feel about that compliment however. Exhaustion finally got to him however, and he could feel himself drifting off to sleep. That was when he felt something prod him from behind. "You're hard again?!" he cried out, looking back at Steve who was grinning at him.

"What do you expect?" Steve responded. "I can do this all night, Tobias."

What soon followed was a long night of debauchery and fucking. Steve must have fucked him in every position conceivable and known to man. His entire fur was coated in cum, sweat, and other bodily fluids. Toby himself was surprised at his stamina. He never imagined he could have multiple orgasms with little to no refractory period at all. He harbored a guess that Steve's cum may have had something to do with it. Either way, it was a night he knew he would never forget anytime soon. At one point, Toby thought they were fucking on the ceiling. But he wasn't sure if that was a dream at that point.

He lost consciousness somewhere down the line.

It was the best dreamless sleep Toby ever had.

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The bear wasn't sure when he woke up.

Toby stirred underneath the covers, his senses slowly coming back to him. He groaned, feeling completely groggy but otherwise rejuvenated. A tired eyelid flickered open, and it took a moment for the bear's vision to focus. He found himself staring at the blank ceiling of his dorm room.

"Ugh, fuck," he murmured. Yesterday's events felt like a blur to him. "I just had the weirdest dream."

"Oh? What was it about?"

Toby turned his head to see a figure come into view. He sat across from him on the empty bed, and Toby figured it was his roommate. "It was crazy, man." The bear ran a hand through his fur, trying to wake himself up. "Apparently I found this book in the library, and there was a demon in it."

His roommate sounded skeptical. "A demon?"

"Yeah," Toby nodded. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes. "But he wasn't scary. He was hot; like bonerrific. Anyways, he told me I could ask for anything in exchange for sucking his cock." Toby grinned. "Best sex dream I ever had."

"Well, you're welcome handsome."

That was when Toby finally broke through his stupor. His eyes focused onto the person he was talking to and it was not his roommate. It was, in fact, the red smoking hot bull from his dreams, Steve. Toby reeled back, to the point where he smacked his head against the wall. "Whoa! What the fuck are you doing here?!" The reason he didn't recognize him sooner was the fact that Steve was wearing normal modern day clothes.

"What, you expect me to up and leave after having such bombastic sex?" He waved a dismissive hand at him. "I may be a hornball, but I'm a gentleman Tobias."

"Wait so...that wasn't...a dream...?" The memories of the night prior came crashing back into Toby's mind like a truck speeding down the freeway. Everything came back; from the library, to the experiment with the book, all the way to the sex they had afterwards.

"No, it wasn't," Steve said, sounding a bit offended. "You must have a terrible sex life if you think sex like that only happens in your dreams, Tobias."

"No!" Toby cried out. "I mean, that too, but like: you!" Toby pointed at Steve accusingly. "You're a demon!"

Steve looked a bit confused. "I am."

Toby's eyes then scanned the room. He glanced towards his desk and found that something was missing. "Where's the book?! Shouldn't you be in it? Where's my roommate?! He'd freak out if he sees you!"

Steve raised up to hands. "Relax, Tobias. Breathe for me, okay? Just inhale...that's good...then exhale. One more...there we go. I'm going to answer your question one by one, but only if you relax. Okay? Are we relaxed now?"

Toby nodded, following the instructed breathing exercises.

"First of all, your roommate is fine. He visited your dorm room last night but he didn't bother our sex party because we weren't in your dorm room."

Toby's brow rose. "We weren't in my dorm room? What are you talking about?"

"We were inside the book," Steve answered. "I teleported you to me."

"You teleported me to the inside of the book." Toby looked back, trying to remember when that did happen and his mind immediately pulled the memory back to the forefront of his mind. "Oh...so that's what happened when the light flashed through the seams of the pages. That felt weird." The obvious question then came next. "Where is the book then?"

Steve's expression then shifted to that of someone who looked apologetic. "Yeah...that's the thing." He then glanced at Toby from the corner of his eye. "Before that though, are you hungry? I think I can tell you the rest while you're having breakfast."

"Uh, okay, sure. I'm not sure if the cafeteria's open this morning though."

It was a few minutes later that Toby found himself seated at the small table they had in the dorm room. In front of him was a plate of toasted bread, along with some pancakes. There were even some synthetic made foods like fried eggs and oily strips of bacon. To top it all off, there was even a glass of orange juice. It looked like the pictured image of a hearty breakfast.

"Where the hell did you get all this?" Toby asked, realizing that all the food in front of him was unavailable in the cafeteria. All they served down there looked downright unpalatable compared to what was in front of him.

Steve sat next to him, with his answer being nothing more than a knowing look.

"Right, right, magic," Toby responded. He reached forward and helped himself to the meal. It was probably the tastiest food he had ever eaten ever since stepping into Dracana University. Food like this could be bought on campus, but very expensive. "So you wanted to talk about the book?" Toby asked, taking a bite out of the pancake.

"Yeah," Steve answered. The red bull looked like he was thinking of his words carefully. Eventually, he broke his silence and then said, "I'm going to be honest with you, Toby. That book was technically my prison."

Toby paused. "The-what now?"

"It was my prison," Steve repeated. "I am a demon after all. I was sealed in there."

The brown bear blinked, trying to process what Steve was saying. His mind arrived at the conclusion that he wasn't sure how to feel about. "S-should I be worried?" he asked, laughing nervously. "Am I going to be one of your thralls now?"

"I mean, you can be," Steve said, seemingly surprised at the fact that Toby even suggested the idea. "But, no, I like you Toby. I'm not going to do that to you. Besides, it'd be rude of me given how you're the reason I'm here right now and not back in the book."

Toby released a sigh he didn't know he was holding. He wasn't sure if he was ready for a life of servitude to a demon. "Okay...so, why were you in that book anyway?" Toby then comically reeled back. "You're not going to take over the world are you?"

Steve shrugged. "Eh, world domination isn't all that it's cracked up to be. Do you have any idea how exhausting that'd be?" He then looked at Toby as if the brown bear could empathize with how he was feeling. Toby just nodded, trying to be sympathetic. "No, I'm not," Steve continued. "But to answer you question: I was in that damn book because Mr. Fantasia thought I was trying to 'corrupt' his pupil when in reality he was just homophobic."

Toby took a sip from the orange juice. That statement had a lot of things to unpack. "Mr. Fantasia?"

"He's just some old dude who figured being able to summon fireballs or direct lightning by waving his hands around would classify him as a wizard." Steve snorted. "That's just parlor tricks. I can teach those to you in an afternoon."

Toby immediately lit up. "Y-you can?!"

But Steve seemingly ignored him, continuing by saying, "That's just what I call him. I don't know his name though, nor do I care to know. He's probably long dead by now." He then sighed. "My old squeeze too..." Toby could see that the demon was momentarily lost in his memories. "He had the cutest butt."

Toby decided to store the notion of learning magic for later. "Couldn't you get out by yourself?"

Steve sighed. "No. The wizard wasn't the strongest, but he wasn't stupid either. You see Toby, when it comes to magic, it's not about what you know, it's how you use it." The red bull leaned back in his chair and continued his explanation. "It was a relatively simple sealing spell: if you can fulfill the condition, you break the seal."

"What was the condition?"

"If I can have sex with someone in the book, I break out," Steve rolled his eyes. "He thought he was being funny. Unfortunately for me, a book doesn't get around much."

That was when Toby realized what he was saying. "Wait, wait, wait."

"What?"

Toby looked at Steve accusingly. "So you're telling me that...you used me?"

Steve offered him an apologetic. "I...did."

The brown bear gasped. "How could you?! I feel violated!"

"Oh come on! Don't be like that," Steve said, trying to calm Toby down. "You enjoyed it as much as I did anyways."

"But still!" Toby said, struggling to hold back the smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "You should have told me. You lied to me!"

Steve cocked his head. "No, I didn't lie to you. I just didn't tell you. There's a difference. Besides, would you still have had sex with me if I told you I was getting something out of it as well?"

"No," Toby answered firmly. Steve then looked at him. Toby's answer shifted. "Maybe." Steve then raised his brow. Toby rolled his eyes. "Okay, fine, you're hot so I'd probably have said yes! But it's a matter of principle! I don't like it when people lie to me." The brown bear sighed. "So, what are you going to do now? You're a free man...demon now."

The red bull leaned against the chair. "I don't know. It's been a long while since I've been outside. Time went differently inside the book; so much has changed, and yet, so much still stays the same. I'm glad people are gayer than ever."

The statement piqued Toby's curiosity. "How can you tell?"

"You don't need to be magic sensitive to sense the gayness in the air, Tobias. Have you ever noticed that majority of the characters that are introduced in this universe is gay, and there haven't been any main female characters yet?"

Toby blinked. "I got the first part. What was that about the characters in the what now?"

Steve shrugged. "Forget I said anything. You wouldn't get it." He waved a dismissive hand at the brown bear. "I don't know, Tobias. I'd probably stick around. Dracana University, and Eastwood for that matter, seems very interesting." He then snapped his fingers and a smartphone suddenly appeared out of thin air. "Your advancement in technology is quite fascinating. You call this a smartphone, right?"

"Yeah," Toby responded. "I'm guessing you're adjusting to the modern age?"

"Not really," Steve answered. "I'm a fast learner." He then turned to look at Toby who was taking a bite out of the synthetic bacon strip. "Though, if you don't mind me asking, Tobias, why did you ask that from me anyways?"

The bear's brow rose. "Ask what from you?" He then thought for a moment and then said, "oh, you mean the sex thing?"

"Yeah."

"Well..." Toby then looked at Steve. "I don't want to bore you with my normal 'mortal' problems."

"Try me."

"Well you asked: it's just that I've been having problems with my relationships." Steve remained quiet and was listening intently, prompting Toby to continue. "I've been told I'm a terrible at sex."

Steve sounded like he was offended for him. "What on earth makes you say that?"

"That was the main reason my previous relationships ended. I was told I was bad at sex. Granted, this was at the time I was still...exploring, I guess? Sex education can only go so far. My enthusiasm led to my own detriment. I had no control over my gag reflex yet and I could barely ride cocks before my ass hurt." Toby sighed, looking like someone genuinely disappointed in himself. "I had to step back and...for a lack of a better word, practice. I used my toy with me to practice with my ass, and I figured the best way to learn how to suck cock is to feel how someone would do it. I went to the Fifth Stall and took major notes."

"The Fifth Stall?[1]"

"I'll tell you about that later. Suffice to say: when they said I was bad at sex, I took that personally." He tapped his own chest. "I haven't had sex with someone ever since taking my...academic leave from the field. You're probably the first I've had since then."

Steve nodded understandingly. "So that's why you asked."

"Yeah..." Toby then ventured to ask. "How did I do?"

The red bull thought for a moment. "I'd say you were okay." Toby frowned, prompting Steve to break into a smile. "But in all seriousness, Tobias, I mean it when I say you can suck and ride cock better than the succubi and incubi I know personally. That says a lot when those demon's lives revolve around them sexing it up."

"Thank you...?" Toby laughed, unsure about the compliment but taking it nonetheless. "I'm glad my studies are bearing fruit. Now I just need to get out there and try again." He smiled tiredly. "If only I had your looks. If you haven't noticed, I'm not exactly the hottest piece of meat out there. If I was, I'd probably have an easier time hooking up with someone at the Halloween Party."

"You look great, Tobias. Don't be like that," Steve said. "A Halloween Party?"

"Yeah," Toby responded, glancing at the clock. "It's going to be later this evening. A friend of mine is forcing me to go because I've told him I haven't had sex in a while, and he figured the blue balls will be terrible for me." Toby then looked at Steve. "It was."

"Would you be out there looking for a relationship or a hookup?"

The brown bear shrugged. "I'm fine either way. Right now, I'm wondering if I can find someone there. I don't exactly have the sex appeal."

Steve frowned at him. "Really?"

"My previous relationships were because they were my classmates. I've tried the dating app thing, and haven't really found much success with it." He then let out a frustrated sigh. "People don't really swipe to my favor. So yes, really."

The red bull then crossed his arms. "What if I told you that I can boost your sex appeal with magic?"

Toby's brow rose. "You can do that?"

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The moon and the stars were out, twinkling amidst the inky black backdrop of the sky.

The energy in the air was electric.

Loud music was playing, and the sounds of chatter and laughter broke through the typical night time silence. Some were laughing heartily with peers, whilst others were telling drunken stories to classmates and newly made friends who were equally buzzed. Others were sneaking up to the second floor of the household to sneak in a quickie when things took a turn for the sexy. A few were jumping into the pool, while an unlucky few were being tossed in it by friends because of a dare. There were some students passed out by the front lawn and a few took their chance to express themselves creatively, drawing cartoon dicks on the cheeks of the sleepy few with permanent markers. In one of the rooms of the spacious household, a group cheered while another jeered; an intense match of beer pong was occurring. Everyone was in their own element, and everyone was enjoying the night's festivities. For this brief moment in time, the partygoers just let themselves go from the stresses of college and decided to just have fun and enjoy the free food and booze.

The College Halloween Party was in full swing.

Toby admittedly wasn't a party man. Sure, he would attend a birthday party here, a house party there to go drink with some friends, but he wasn't the type of person who attended crazy parties like this one. He was the type of person who would stick to people he knew personally whenever he went to big parties, and stuck with them for the rest of the evening.

And yet here he was, in the center thick of it. Everyone was silent. Their intense match of beer pong was going down to the wire. One cup per team, and victory rested on Toby's shoulders. Toby was leaning back, eyeing the last red cup that was at the far end of the table. It was a bit hard to focus given the number of drinks coursing through his veins right now, but the bear was determined. He didn't want his team to lose.

"You got this, Toby!" said Archie, an eagle that Toby met that evening. "I know you can do it, man!"

"Shut up," Toby snapped. He took a deep breath, focusing like his entire life depended on it.

"Shit...this is rough," Archie muttered behind him. The eagle quieted down, breathing heavily.

Noel, the Captain of the Dracana Fireballs, placed a hand on Archie's shoulder. "Don't get your feathers all ruffled. Toby's our boy. He has this in the bag." the white lion assured him.

After a moment of silence, Toby reared back before skillfully tossing the ball in his hand. It arched across the air, and all the eyes in the room followed it. Toby was confident in his throw, Archie was nervous they were going to lose, and Noel was just buzzed and enjoying the party either way. The ball bounced on the table, going for a second arc, before landing perfectly on the red cup at the far end of the table.

Toby's team erupted into a drunken cheer, the bear himself included. "HELL YEAH!" he cried out, throwing his hands up into the air and valiantly claiming his victory. The losing team took it in stride, celebrating with the bear for the great shot. Overall, the party was in full swing and everyone was having the time of their life. Toby's game winning shot seemingly made him the celebrity for the evening. The number of people he came into contact was more than the amount of people he had as classmates on a regular basis. He found himself in social circles he never imagined he would be in, given how drastically different he was from them.

At one point, the bear retreated to the kitchen to grab something to eat. He bumped into a group by accident as he tried to pass through them to get to the fridge. "Oh, sorry about that!"

"Oh it's...hey! Toby!"

The man looked up to see a black stallion grinning at him. "Ethan!"

"I'm glad you could make it!" Ethan said, pulling his friend into a hug. "I tried looking for you earlier but I couldn't find you."

"I was playing Beer Pong with Noel and the others," Toby answered. "How are you doing?"

"Oh you know, it's alright." Toby then gave him a flat look, which prompted Ethan to smirk. "I talked to Casey!"

"You did?" Toby asked. He then glanced at Ethan's company. Sure enough, the cheerleader was there. She looked tipsy, and Toby swore that he could see her eyes looking a bit red, but that could have been from the alcohol. She turned her head towards them, and walked over. Casey was a very beautiful and sexy woman. The first thing that stood out to him were, well, her features. Even as a gay man, Toby had to admit, she carried a very large set of bosoms that made him briefly wonder if they were a hindrance to her when she ever got thrown in the air for cheerleading. She was physically fit and able, with just the right amount of fat that was brought about by a healthy diet and the occasional cheat day. She looked like a predator eyeing her prey with the way she looked at the two of them.

"Who's your friend?" she asked, leaning close to Ethan whilst smiling at the brown bear.

"Tobias," Toby introduced himself. "Though, I should probably leave you two by your lonesome. I'm sure you two would want your privacy."

Casey smirked at Toby. "And here I thought you'd be interested in joining us."

Toby blinked, surprised at the sudden proposition. His eyes darted to Ethan who was equally amazed as he was at how feisty Casey was being. "I'll pass," Toby responded. "Have fun you two."

The two eventually left, with Ethan looking like the happiest man on Earth at that moment. Toby then got what he came for, a cool drink from the fridge, before heading back to the sofa and joining the group he was in.

"I should probably stop," Archie remarked, looking at the half empty red party cup in his hand. "I have classes tomorrow morning."

"Man! Fuck classes!" Noel cried out, surprising both Toby and Archie. The white lion was clearly drunk, with the way he was sitting lethargically across from them on the armchair. "Let's just keep drinking!" He then downed the contents of the cup he was holding before promptly throwing the empty container behind him. It comically landed on a couple who was busy making out on the sofa, and it failed to make either of them flinch. "I fucking passed midterms!"

"Cheers to that!" a person cried out at the other sofa next to them. It was one of Noel's fellow teammates, Bonnie, a handsome black stallion. Next to Bonnie was Clyde, and Ahnik, a chestnut furred stallion and a green lizard respectively. The two stallions were equally inebriated as Noel, whilst the green lizard was visibly looking hot under the collar as he was flanked by the two comparatively muscular and larger students.

Archie chuckled. "Barely."

The lion looked visibly annoyed. "Oh shush you."

"Barely?" Toby asked for clarification.

"Yeah, barely," Archie responded. "He nearly failed Professor Norman's class! History, of all things!"

"Hey, History is hard!" Noel remarked. He then reached forward to help himself to a piece of donut that was on the table. "That's why I have you to help me with it, along with my other classes."

"Are you his tutor or something?" Toby asked.

"I am. Ahnik and I are volunteer student tutors. We help students who are struggling with their studies. I was assigned to Noel, and Ahnik was assigned to the twins," Archie responded, pointing to the trio that was on the other couch. Clyde was whispering something into Ahnik's ear whilst grinning mischievously. Whatever was said prompted the green lizard to blush furiously, but otherwise nod. That was when Bonnie stood up.

"I'm going to go grab something from the pantry," he asked, parting his blonde mane towards the side. "You guys want something?"

Toby shook his head. Archie did the same. Noel slurred a response that Bonnie took as a no. The equine turned to his companions. "What about you two?"

Clyde thought for a bit. "Keylime pie."

"Do they even have that in the pantry?" Bonnie countered. He paused and then his expression shifted. "Oh, okay. I think I saw that earlier." He then left soon after, his tail swishing behind his leg.

Clyde sighed and then stood up. "You know what, that idiot probably doesn't know where to look. We should help him, Ahnik."

"Oh, uh, sure." Ahnik turned to Toby and company. "We'll catch you later." The duo left a few seconds later. Archie followed soon after. "Actually, I gotta go too."

"What's up?" Noel asked.

Archie's face scrunched up. "Bathroom."

The white lion nodded. "Oh, gotcha. It's down the hall."

Archie nodded, leaving the two by their lonesome. Toby groaned, leaning back into the sofa. Noel on the other hand sat upright and looked at him. "What?" Toby asked.

"You know, Toby, I just realized something: you lied to me."

"W-what?" Toby asked, confused as to what the white lion was talking about.

"I thought you said that was your first time playing Beer Pong!"

"It was!" Toby responded. "I guess I'm a natural at it." He shrugged. "Though if I'm being honest, I'm used to handling bigger balls, if you know what I mean."

Noel laughed, if a bit too heartily. "Oh, is that so?" He then took another drink from his party cup. "You should see the guys in the locker room then. You'd have a grand old time." He let out a little hiccup, reminding Toby of how drunk Noel was. "They love, and I mean love, having their balls played with."

The statement caught Toby off guard. "How exactly would you know this?" He didn't want to assume anything.

"Do you know about the Fifth Stall?" Noel asked.

"Everyone knows about the Fifth Stall."

"Exactly," Noel raised a finger to emphasize his point. "The team is a regular customer of it. They won't shut up about it in the lockers. Hell, I think the entire university is." He then looked at Toby. "Have you been to it yourself?"

"I have," Toby answered.

"Good, because I at least know you'd be able to relate." Noel then leaned back into the armchair, seemingly reveling in his memories. "Whoever that person is, his mouth is amazing." Noel elongated the syllables on the last word to emphasize what he was saying. That was when a person walked by that caught Noel's attention. "Hey Rook! Rook!"

"Huh?" The black dragon stopped in front of them, and Toby could see that the dragon himself looked as equally inebriated as Noel. Everyone was just going to have splitting headaches the morning after. "Oh! Hey Noel! Didn't see you there! What's up?" The dragon waddled over and crashed next to Toby who scooted over to give him some space. "Oh, didn't see you there," Rook remarked, looking at Toby as he tried to regain his composure. "Hi! I don't think we've met."

"Tobias, though my friends call me Toby."

"Nice to meet you then, Toby," Rook replied, sounding absolutely delightful. The dragon was just radiating with happiness. Toby got the feeling that Rook was the type of person that became your best friend when he was drunk.

"Dude, where were you earlier?" Noel snapped at him. "You should have seen Toby, bro. He was an ace at Beer Pong!"

"Sorry," Rook answered. "I was busy handling some things," he responded. With the biggest smile and nonchalant tone Toby ever heard, Rook then added, "Casey broke up with me."

"Oh shit!" Noel tastefully said Toby's words for him. "Really? What happened?"

Looking back on it, Toby now understood why Casey's eyes were puffy.

"Ehh," Rook waved a dismissive hand at Noel. "She heard about me fooling around with the Fifth Stall and apparently didn't like hearing that someone was a better cocksucker than her." Rook glanced at Toby who looked unsure if he should be hearing this very personal revelation. "Girls are...so complicated. It's just someone sucking your dick, I don't understand what's the big deal about it."

The dragon seemed like he was teetering back and forth between drunk to lightly buzzed. Toby wasn't sure if these were Rook's honest thoughts, or if this was the product of drunken ramblings. Either way, he found it absolutely entertaining. "I mean, have you been having sex with her? Maybe she got jealous that you were getting your rocks off at the Fifth Stall instead of her." Toby asked, deciding to get in on the conversation. At this point, a light snore was coming from behind the two of them. Toby glanced behind him and could see Noel had passed out. The lion was fast asleep, his mouth slightly agape and a strand of drool dangling from his lips.

"No, not really," Rook answered. "It just wasn't the same anymore man." Toby's questioning stare prompted him to continue. "I mean, you should know what I'm talking about. A cute fellow like you is probably drowning in all the pussy, right?"

The sudden compliment caught Toby off guard. "Um, no, not really."

That was when Rook popped the question. "What, are you gay or something?"

Toby nodded. A series of emotions flashed through Rook's face that made Toby think the man deserved to win an Oscar for the amazing performance. First was a look of shock, followed by confusion, then, to Toby's surprise, curiosity. "Y-you're gay? You like fucking other guys?"

"I do," Toby answered nonchalantly. "Though, I prefer to ride them," he said, adding a wink. He smiled at Rook innocently, and the dragon responded by blushing, seemingly unable to meet his eyes. "What's wrong?"

The dragon's demeanor seemingly turned on a dime. "N-no no, nothing's wrong! I-I didn't mean to offend you like that!" The dragon didn't but Toby just went with it. "I mean, it's cool that you're gay. I just, didn't think that I'd run into someone gay here in this party."

"I don't broadcast it to everyone. I like to think I have a personality outside of being gay," Toby answered.

"Cool, cool, cool," Rook nodded. Toby could see that the dragon looked like he was visibly struggling with something. "Well I mean, you're also cute too, so that really helps a lot." He sounded really flustered, but Toby smiled at the compliment. "I'M not gay, but like, I guess I wouldn't mind a guy sucking my dick." The statement hung in the air, and Rook immediately followed it with, "Or something. I mean it's not really gay if it's just oral, right?"

The unprompted statement completely caught Toby off guard. "Uh..."

Rook then placed a hand on Toby's shoulder. "LOOK MAN, what I'm saying is if you like sucking dick I don't mind doing you a favor, you get me?"

Toby looked at Rook. Suffice to say, the dragon was a looker. For starters, he was part of the football team, so he was buff as hell. Up to this point, Toby couldn't believe he was actually in the presence of such amazing eye candy. Noel, Bonnie, Clyde, and Rook were freaking hot, but he never really made a move since he assumed that the mentioned men were straight. But now, things have changed.

"You're asking me if I'm interested in sucking your cock?" Toby asked, deciding to be upfront about Rook's proposition.

The dragon visibly gulped. "Are you?"

Toby responded by reaching down and gently groping Rook's package through his pants. The dragon looked surprised, but his cock responded by quickly coming to life. "I am," Toby answered confidently.

Rook nodded, standing up so fast it surprised even Toby. "Let's go somewhere private."

While Toby felt a bit bad leaving Noel by himself at the sofa, it was comforting at least to see him having a good rest. Rook and Toby navigated the crowd, the party still in full swing, with the music still pumping out loud. People were still dancing, chatting, and a few were still playing games. They easily slipped through the crowd, and disappeared up the stairs to the second floor. The hallway was empty, and the bedroom doors were closed. It was only a matter of trying to find a vacant room for them to get their freak on. Toby tried the ones on the left, and Rook tried the ones on the right. The obvious sounds of sex could be heard from behind the doors. Toby could hear one door having moaning coming from the other side. Rook could hear the sounds of skin slapping against skin on the other. Most of them were locked for obvious reasons. Toby however, came across the ones that weren't.

One door swung open and he was greeted with a sight he wasn't expecting. It was a threesome. One black furred stallion was laying on the bed, a green lizard was in the middle, and a chestnut furred stallion was standing at their base. The two stallions were buried deep into the green lizard, the man's ass spread wide open as it tried to accommodate the two thick cocks.

"Fuck, your ass is heavenly, Ahnik," said one of the stallions hotly.

They were so focused on what they were doing that they didn't notice Toby's presence. Toby decided to keep it that way, closing the door gently behind him to not disturb them.

Toby went to the other door. It was again unlocked, and this time the scene wasn't as depraved as the last. There were two individuals lying on the bed, both naked, and both fast asleep. It seemed he had just missed the sex, given how sweaty they both were and covered in bodily fluids. The light slipped in just enough for him to get a glimpse of who they were. It was Casey and Ethan. "Nice," he remarked as he closed the door to let the two sleep in peace.

Toby was now at his last door and he was hoping that this was vacant. The door swung open, and he was greeted with a baffling scene. There were three people. Toby recognized one of them as Steve, the red demonic bull. He was standing next to a blue dragon that was seated in front of a computer monitor. Next to the blue dragon was a black panther. A Google Docs window was opened, and the blue dragon appeared to be writing in it. It would seem the blue dragon was struggling with something. "Casey and Ethan are fine, okay?" Steve assured him. "Look at it this way, you have them around if you want to write a straight smut story. You can have them fuck off in the meantime if you don't. Besides, after this story, you can relax. Weren't you going to write the one that involves..." Whatever Steve was going to say was cut off as that was when the trio noticed Toby's presence.

Steve glared at Toby. "Don't you have a sex scene to get to?" Before Toby could respond, the demon snapped his fingers. For a brief moment, Toby felt like he disappeared from his existence and then popped back in.

"I-uh...what?" he blurted out, looking confused. He was once again standing in front of the door he had opened earlier, but now it was closed. The bear reached down to try and open it, only for it to be locked.

Toby felt a hand on his shoulders, and it prompted him to turn around. "Hey, you okay?" Rook asked, looking at him concernedly.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Why do you ask?"

"You were staring at the wall," Rook responded. Toby turned around and sure enough the door from earlier was gone. He was literally standing in front of a bare wall. Was he...hallucinating? "I thought I..." Toby tried to remember what had happened but his memory wasn't coming to him. It was as if someone wrote them that way. "Never mind. Did you find a vacant room?"

Rook nodded. "I did." The dragon then led him to the spare bedroom. The two wasted no time whatsoever, with Toby knowing full well what was going to happen next. He was more than excited for it, the booze seemingly making it easy for him to get in the mood. Toby started with his pants, undressing down to his skimpy white underwear. He took off his shirt, and helped Rook take off his, not wasting a chance to feel the dragon up. The dragon's scales felt soft and smooth on his furry paws, and Rook let out a cute little squeak as the bear tweaked his nipples. "H-hey!" he sputtered out, breathing heavily.

"Sorry," Toby said. "Got a bit carried away," he added.

"Oh it's fine," Rook answered. "Just surprised me, is all." Rook then began to unbuckle his pants, but Toby noted that the man's hands were shaking. He knew for sure that this wasn't from the alcohol. He reached forward and gently held Rook's palm. "It's okay," Toby whispered. "Relax; let me help you." There was a brief pause before Toby began to help with Rook's belt. The dragon remained silent, opting instead to just watch as Toby masterfully undid the buckle, and the dragon's jeans unceremoniously dropped to the floor. A cool breeze wafted in from the open window, serving to emphasize to Rook how exposed he was. Toby licked his lips happily. The dragon was wearing a stark red jockstrap that left little to the imagination. No matter how shy he was, Rook's body couldn't lie to Toby. The dragon's cock was visibly tenting the underwear, and a wet spot had formed at the very tip of the fabric. Toby reached down, gently holding Rook's cock in his hand. It felt warm, hard, and responded accordingly to his touch. The dragon stifled a groan that escaped his lips. No words were said, and none were needed. Both knew what was going to happen next. Toby decided to take the reins, lightly tugging at the corner of Rook's underwear. He flipped it over to the side, finally getting a good look at what the dragon was packing.

It made Toby's mouth water. While he knew for sure that no mortal could ever come close to how big Steve was--the guy was a demon after all--he firmly believed that Rook would give the bull a run for his money. Rook was big. The dragon's cock was as thick as his forearm and as just as long. It was painfully erect, throbbing and leaking precum from the very tip. The pair of balls that hung below were just as impressive, reminding Toby of oversized grapefruit. He reached forward to cup one of them, and Rook responded with a groan. They were heavy, and impressive, and Toby looked forward to the idea of them smacking against his backside.

The brown bear gently guided Rook towards the bed, making the dragon sit at the edge. Toby then knelt down, making the dragon spread his legs apart to give him the space needed. He started off with the dragon's thighs, licking from one side and then towards the other. He alternated, teasing the dragon as he slowly made his way closer and closer towards his crotch. Rook was in a state of bliss. The dragon having his eyes closed, and momentarily shivering every now and then as pleasure coursed through his body. He began to breathe heavily when he felt Toby's breath wafted onto his painfully erect cock. Pre began to escape from his slit copiously, looking like an endless stream. Toby didn't want to waste any of it.

Rook swore out loud, almost ejaculating right then and there. Toby was relentless. The bear didn't waste any time. Toby's tongue swirled over the tip, spinning round and round as the bear lifted his heavy cock and put it into his waiting mouth. It throbbed inside Toby's muzzle, and he suckled on it like his life depended on it. Rook on the other hand looked like his entire soul was being drained through his crotch. The dragon was breathing heavily, sweat dripping down the sides of his face. He lowered his hands to grip the bed sheets and the whites on his knuckles began to show. "Holy fucking shit...!" he cried out. His cock involuntarily throbbed, rewarding Toby with a strand of pre. He wasn't going to last much longer. His experience at the Fifth Stall was unlike this. Toby was something else. The bear was acting like someone possessed. "Toby...! I can't...!"

Hearing his pleas, Toby broke off. The dragon's cock throbbed angrily, stopping just at the edge of climax. Rook was like a hair trigger, liable to blow at the slightest nudge. "You alright?" Toby asked, stopping just a breath away from Rook's cock.

"Y-yeah..." Rook said, relieved to be able to relax a bit. "I just...I need to...I need to just...oh fuck!" Rook shut his eyes, involuntarily moving his hips forward as Toby teasingly trailed his tongue on the dragon's cock. A smile formed on Toby's face. Seeing Rook squirm was admittedly adorable.

"Just relax and enjoy this," Toby cooed.

The dragon gulped, watching intently as Toby masterfully went back to working. The bear opened up his maw, and Rook valiantly tried to hold back the moan that evidently escaped his lips. This time, Toby went in for the kill. The dragon's cock disappeared further and further into his mouth, before eventually knocking against the back of his throat. Toby's lips practically kissed the base of Rook's crotch, the cool scales giving him a unique sensation. He slowly eased back, groaning in bliss as he slowly pulled away. Toby got about midway when he felt a hand place themselves on the back of his head.

"Fuck..." Rook muttered before ultimately trying to push Toby downard. The bear was more than happy to oblige, actually letting the dragon use him momentarily as a living fleshlight. The dragon pulled him downwards, wanting to go balls deep before pulling back and repeating. Toby masterfully worked the dragon's cock, bringing him closer and closer to climax. A free hand wiggled its way to grab at the dragon's balls. Toby tugged, squeezed, and playfully rubbed at them, bringing the dragon faster to the end.

The climax came unceremoniously. The only sign Toby got was Rook's balls lifting upwards, and his cock throbbing in his mouth. Fresh warm dragon seed spilled from Rook's rod, going down straight into Toby's mouth. Rook let out a long drawn out groan, finally able to empty his heavy set of balls. Toby tried to down it all, but the sheer volume of it was too much and it ended up leaking at the sides. It spilled onto his chest, matting his fur and leaving it smelling faintly of male dragons. By the end of it, Rook was completely out of breath, his eyes momentarily taking a moment to adjust to his surroundings. He cursed under his breath. His hold on Toby loosened and the bear slowly removed his mouth from the dragon's rod. He licked his lips happily, loving the taste of the dragon's milk.

Silently, Toby sat next to Rook on the bed, the two taking a moment to just recompose themselves after the rather heated blowjob. It felt like ages before any of them spoke. Toby was the one who first acted. He didn't want to impose anything, and he didn't want to make things awkward. "You don't have to say anything," he said.

Rook looked at him, still visibly red across the face as he was still coming down from his climax.

Toby smiled at him in response. "Don't worry. What happened here, stays here." Toby was about to stand up when Rook placed a hand on his shoulder. He turned his head and the two met with their eyes. What Toby saw was someone conflicted; someone who was unsure of themselves and clearly lost in the world. While he did meet Rook just this evening, and they were technically still strangers who just met up at a party, at that brief moment, Toby could understand what was going on. He was like that before too.

Rook's eyes glanced down, looking at Toby's raging erection in his pants. "You're still..." Rook's voice was so low, Toby wondered if he had heard him correctly.

"It's okay," Toby answered. "You don't have to do anything." He then offered him a teasing smile. "It'd be gay."

The statement made Rook laugh, breaking the tension that was holding him back. "I know..." The dragon sighed, letting out a wry smile. "I know." His eyes then met with Toby's once more. "But I...I want to..."

Toby leaned forward, closing the gap between the two of them. "Are you sure?"

The dragon nodded, finally deciding what he wanted to do with himself. "I am."

Toby smiled. "Alright."

The brown bear leaned in, pausing momentarily before ultimately landing a kiss on Rook's lips. For a split moment, Toby could feel Rook's lips quivering, seemingly afraid of what was happening and desperate to pull away. But it was gone the second after, the dragon melting into the kiss, and actually pushing back to meet his lips. The kiss itself was short, brief, but tender. It wasn't romantic, but it was intimate, and filled with reciprocated affection. The two broke off, a few seconds later, the bear and the dragon staring at one another. Toby decided to go back in, gently pushing Rook onto the bed and climbing on top of him. Their lips met once more, this time more heated and fiercely motivated. Tongues danced as the two pressed themselves closer to one another. Hands roamed freely and Toby let out a gasp when Rook playfully squeezed his backside. Toby's erection rubbed against Rook's flat chest, straining heavily against the white fabric.

"You should get comfortable," Rook said, noting the erection pointed straight at him.

Toby responded. "I should." He momentarily got off Rook and stripped in front of the dragon. The bear didn't have to look back to know that the dragon was staring intently at his backside. Without wasting any time, he climbed back onto the bed, proceeding to make out with the black dragon once more. All the heated kissing brought Rook's cock back in action, and the dragon was eventually standing at full mast once more. Toby masterfully grinded his ass onto the stiff rod whilst he was busy making out with Rook. The dragon eventually broke the kiss, dragging a feverish moan from the dragon. "I want to ride you," Toby said.

"I'm not stopping you," Rook remarked, breathing heavily.

The bear nodded, reaching behind him to properly position Rook's cock into his backside. He was still slick from all the cum the dragon dished out earlier. It took a few seconds for him to get it aligned. Once he did, he slowly sat on the thick cock. Both of them gasped, feeling complete bliss. Toby marvelled at how Rook spread him wide open, his entire backside straining to accommodate the thick log he was seemingly keen to shove inside himself. Rook on the other hand saw stars. Toby's ass was unlike anything he had ever fucked. It was tight beyond imagination, and the way it squeezed and clenched around him threatened to make him cum right then and there. It was like Toby's ass was a personal masseuse. Every inch of his cock was touched, squeezing and releasing at just the right moment to spin his entire world upside down and right side up.

Rook had an epiphany right then and there. How on earth he had lasted this long without this, he never knew. Toby continued lowering himself, briefly stopping here and there to allow himself to adjust. It took a few moments but he eventually rested fully on Rook's crotch, the dragon's balls kissing his backside. "Fuck, Rook...you're big," he remarked, smiling through gritted teeth.

"You're welcome," he replied smugly. He then grabbed Toby's hips and helped him go up once more. The bear yelped, feeling Rook's cock leave an empty space inside of him. His entire ass seemingly gaped, completely being stretched wide open by the monstrous cock. The second time around proved easier, Toby sliding down much faster than before. The bear placed a hand on the wall next to them, his legs firmly planting themselves on the bed. He got into a squat position and began to form a rhythm. Up, down, up, down, the bed frame creaked as the brown bear rode Rook like he was a living dildo. Toby used his ass muscles to clench and unclench periodically, getting Rook to sing to him with his voice each time he did so. The pair bounced on the bed, the floorboards creaking. Rook's cock pistoned in and out of Toby's ass, the brown bear himself stroking his own cock while he was doing all of this.

Toby could see Rook once again desperately hold himself back. The dragon visibly winced, trying to restrain himself from climaxing. "Fuck, Toby...I can't...!" Grinning to himself, Toby went as low as he could, squatting fully on the dragon. Even he himself knew this was a killer move, as the dragon's cock hit him where it counted. His prostate had been battered relentlessly and this was the final straw. Going balls deep, both he and Rook climaxed simultaneously. Toby gritted his teeth, his cock throbbing painfully, before releasing jets of cum. One squirt flew over Rook's head. The remaining shots that followed painted Rook's face completely. Toby himself was getting filled by the dragon, the warm seed radiating from his backside. Rook growled, his second climax for the evening being emptied straight into Toby's hole. His breathing was ragged as he rode out his climax. By the end of it, Toby could actually feel the dragon's cum sloshing inside of him. The bear eventually opted to stand, pulling Rook's cock out from his bum. Like a cork being opened, excess seed spilled out, soaking Rook's crotch and the bedsheets. Toby flopped onto the bed next to Rook, the two completely and utterly spent.

"I'm...going to...lie here...for a bit..." Toby said, feeling his consciousness slip away.

"Same...Same for me..." Rook replied. As if by instinct, he eventually pulled the bear closer, spooning him from behind.

The night's activities continued to rage on for those that were still awake, well into the wee hours of the morning after. Some responsible party goers left, eager to get some sleep in their respective dormitories. Others just passed out in the party house. Some were on the couch, others on the floor. Some were sleeping on the inflatables in the pool. A snore was even coming from within the broom closet. Truly, it was a Halloween Party that only students from Dracana University could throw.

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It was the next day when Toby felt like he could be a functioning member of society again. With his hangover primarily gone, and having a free day, he figured he could use the chance to actually get his bearings in order. He had homework to do, and tasks that wouldn't be done by themselves. The bear opted to get something to eat first before going back to the daily grind. As Toby ordered his food, his mind went back to the events of the party itself. He smiled remembering the fun times that were had, and he could actually recognize the people around him as fellow party goers. His mind then went to the one person that stood out to him.

Rook.

He hadn't seen the dragon, and a part of him felt a bit sad by it. When he woke up the morning after the party, Rook was gone. Toby figured that Rook was struggling with his new found desires, and Toby himself knew that undergoing such a massive change in identity can be a bit of a shock for some people. A part of Toby wanted to help the dragon through the change, as Toby assumed that he was probably his first. Another part of him just wanted to see him again.

He only hoped he would bump into him at some point in the university. Toby sat down by his lonesome at the table, enjoying the peace and quiet, when someone sat in one of the vacant chairs and joined him. The brown bear looked up to see it was none other than the demonic red bull.

"Hello Tobias," Steve said, looking at him with a bright smile. "How are we doing?"

"I'm fine. You?"

The bull smirked. "Peachy." He then immediately went straight to the point. "So, how did it go down with you and Rook?"

Toby blinked. "How did you..." He then stopped himself. "Why do I even ask that question? You seem to know everything that happens around here."

Steve grinned at him. "I'm kind of..." the bull paused, seemingly looking for the right words. "You could say I'm plot omniscient."

"I don't know what that means but I'm just going to go with it."

"It's for the better."

Toby then sighed. "It went okay. We had sex." A thought then crossed his mind. "I don't think your spell helped with it though." His mind then started piecing things together. "I don't think your spell did anything at all."

Steve then raised his hands up innocently. "You got me. I'm sorry, Tobias. I didn't actually do anything."

Instead of being annoyed, he was more so disappointed. "You lied to me again."

"Technically, no," Steve remarked. "How can I make you better at sex when you're already amazing?"

Toby remained unconvinced, still pouting at the demon.

"You also asked me to give you more sex appeal. Again, how do I do that when you're already a drop dead catch?"

"Okay, now you're just flattering me," Toby said, trying to stop the smile on his face.

"Tobias, sex appeal comes in all shapes and forms. It's not just physical. Some find intellect sexy, others find being able to relate to one another is sexy. You, right now, are rather sexy."

Toby let out a huff. "I didn't expect to get a life lesson from a demon of all people, but I guess this is where we are now."

Steve smiled. "Well, I'll be around in case you need anything." His eyes then flickered upwards and a smile formed on his face. "I think someone's here to see you."

Toby turned his head to see a black dragon walking around. It was none other than Rook. It looked like he was looking for someone in particular, with the way he was glancing around. Their eyes met, and a look of relief splashed across Rook's face.

The dragon approached him, carrying a tray of food himself. "Toby!" he cried out. "Do you mind if I eat with you?"

"Uh, yeah, sure sure." Toby turned his head to see that Steve, and his tray of food, had done a disappearing act. The demon was as magical as ever. Rook sat across from Toby, and there was a momentary pause as the two settled in.

"Look," Toby began, "if this is about the party, don't worry. I haven't told anyone. I can keep secrets."

"Oh," Rook said, caught off guard. "Oh, uh, thank you. It's okay though. I trust you."

Toby's brow then rose, wondering what the dragon wanted from him. "Listen, I, uh..." Rook sounded like he was struggling to find the right words. Toby got the gist that Rook probably had a speech prepared but was now suddenly coming up blank as he was put in the spot. "About the party...I...uh..." The dragon shook his head. "Listen, c-can I ask for your number?"

The brown bear was surprised at the question. "I, uh, sure."

"It's-it's not for sex though!" Rook immediately said defensively. "I mean..." Their eyes met, and it was at that moment that Toby could see what was bothering Rook. He was scared. "I just...want someone to talk to; a friend. That...understands how I feel."

Toby gave him a warm smile. "It's okay. I get you." He then fished out his phone from his pocket. "I understand what you're going through."

Rook let out a deep sigh of relief. "Thank you."

As Rook handed him his phone back, Toby began to type in the name that was going to be associated with the dragon's contact profile. "Can I ask one question though?"

"Yeah?"

"Is Rook your nickname or something?" Toby asked.

"It is."

Toby's brow rose. "Oh...what is your real name then?"

Rook let out a light laugh. "I suppose we never really introduced ourselves properly. We kind of just met and fucked."

"That we did." Toby remarked. He then cleared his throat. "I'm Tobias; Tobias Worthington. My friends call me Toby."

The dragon then sat up right. "Rook's just a nickname for me. My real name is Alexander Kingsley." He paused, and then closed his eyes. At the moment, he looked like someone that was burdened with a great responsibility. "Alexander Kingsley van Drache."

Footnotes:

[1] Read "Knock Knock" to know the story involving the Fifth Stall.

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**Author's Notes:

Hey everybody!

Spooky Halloween! I figured I should write something to get in the mood of the occassion. It's a bit of a long one, but I hope you guys like it either way. It's another smut filled entry into the world of Dracana University. We have returning characters and new characters. If you guys are a fan of my works, you'll definitely recognize the familiar names that are popping up.

I'm trying to flesh out this world more, so I hope you guys stick with me for the long run. :D**