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The college had cleared out for the day, barely any students lingering this long in the campus' many buildings as the start of the weekend was far too tempting to want to stick around at school more than they had to. Even the professors had mostly skedaddled as they, too, had plans that they intended to stick with.

And then there was Chris, the college's biochemistry prof. While it wasn't unusual to see the wolf stay later once his classes were finished, not even he enjoyed working on the weekend when he didn't have to. The amount of stress that built up from his pupils over the week continued to boil inside of him until he could relieve the tension when he had some time to himself.

This, however, was a special occasion as one of his students had arranged a parent-teacher conference to discuss his grades. The young orca had his ups and downs, sure, but with a little guidance he got the whale's test scores way more consistent than they used to be.

And that's where the student's father, York, came in, eager to hear all about his son's recent accolades. He met with the hunky canine in the classroom that the prof taught in, sitting at a table opposite from him as he regarded the brawny lupine, impressed that someone who instructed others about difficult-to-understand concepts for a living found the time to maintain an imposing physique like his own.

"I must admit," Chris huffed, feeling a bit hot under the collar as he viewed the orca stud in front of him, "I was a little skeptical of your son's output at first, but he's really been impressing me as of late." A shiver racing up his spine got his shoulders to spasm slightly.

"I actually find that kinda funny," York's laughter boomed through the classroom before growing strained. "He never struck me as the kinda guy who shied away from any sorta challenge. Normally he tackled things headfirst!" He grunted, still maintaining his smile. "He gets that from me."

"Then he must be a chip off the old block because he continually tries to show me what he's capable of," Chris' fingers lightly twitched as he attempted to keep eye contact with the brawny whale. "We've been spending a lot of time after class perfecting his techniques. You can't be sloppy when you're working with the fluids I've got in my lab, of course."

That got York to quirk an eyebrow, his interest thoroughly piqued. "So he's hands-on then?" His breathing somewhat faltered.

Chris chuckled, his nostrils flaring as tension built up inside of him. "Oh, very."

The reason for the beefcakes' agitation was obvious if one were to actually look under the table. With his prof's meaty schlong stuffing his mouth and his father's girthy hog plugging his ass, Juno moaned his approval at the two hunks plunging into him. This, of course, was the real reason that he scheduled the meeting as he'd never gotten the chance to take both men at the same time before. The idea was a raging success in his mind.

His body shifted back and forth, using the generated momentum to please both studs at once and causing them to squirm. It pleased him that the private lessons that he'd been having with his teacher had been paying off as he'd not had a chance to show his dad what he'd learned in quite some time. Boy, was the elder orca surprised!

The more that his thick log of canine fuckmeat was slurped on, the more that the pressure caused by arousal coalesced inside of him, forcing a laboured huff to escape past his lips. His arms involuntarily flexed in his lab coat, the sleeves barely able to contain them on a good day, meaning that they had their work cut out for them when he was horned-up. The stretched fabric left nothing to the imagination.

He had to chuckle as his libido tensed his musculature further, his clothing not meant for such an event. "Is it getting hot in here, or is it just me?" With sweat matting the fur on the sides of his face, he deftly unfastened the top button, the fluffy chest fur poking out from between the sumptuous slabs of meat on his chest that he called his pecs, ones that rose and fell with every breath.

York bit his lip as unadulterated pleasure rocketed through him as his boy clamped down on his massive orcahood, though still managed to shoot a responsive grin in the wolf's direction. "No, I think I'm feeling it too." Clad in a red flannel top that displayed every bulging muscle to the world, he, too, undid the top button of his shirt, his flexing biceps threatening to tear the material to shreds. The shirt had been a gift from his son a few years back, but in the intervening years he'd put on quite a bit more mass than what it was designed to hold. Now he understood why the younger orca was so insistent on him wearing it.

The massive chest that he sported could be seen by any and all visitors to the room, though he was only interested in catching the lupine's eye; the pair of them seemed to instinctively want to entice the other, though neither of them minded at all. A bead of sweat trickled down his slick hide, dripping down his bull neck until it disappeared between his prodigious pecs. Well, this was a hell of a way to kill an afternoon!

To Juno, it was obvious that both of the colossal men were on the same wavelength with the way that the two of them began tensing their pelvises, gently thrusting their respective schlongs into him. He adored getting railed by both men, his body alight with an inferno of erotic desire as he serviced the pair of hunks. He'd figured out proper breathing techniques a while back in order to take the biggest of guys around, but he also discovered quite a bit that he could do with his ass, as his father was finding out firsthand.

His tail slapped against the elder orca's lap with every inch of whale cock shoved into him at the same time that the leviathan wolf dong forced him to exhale when his nostrils met its base. He couldn't help but moans as he got a faceful of that musky pubic bush, the heady fur sending him reeling as his body shuddered in orgasmic delight.

It got him to grip his own shaft with intensity, his balls already making a mess on the ground with how productive he'd become over the years; even a little bit of stimulation was more than enough to turn him into a leaky faucet. He pumped his dick with ferocity, arousal coursing through his veins as he craved the feeling of release - not just his own, but his dad's and prof's as well.

Trying to maintain composure for the sake of the meeting, Chris grimaced as his student serviced his cock like a pro, his teeth showing the more that unadulterated bliss fried his nerves. His back arched without him telling it to, his chest inadvertently puffing out as a result. It forced the second button to unfasten on its own, showing the orca across from him more of his swollen pecs as a result. Heh, the way that the younger whale blew him should surely indicate his teaching prowess.

His hips started bucking a bit more, forcefully yet still careful as his pupil wasn't quite up to his level just yet. His lower half became awash with euphoric bliss, his dimpled ass tensing as his libido continued to surge. Feeling nothing but the plush interior of the orca's mouth had him spurting out dollops of preseed down his student's greedy gullet. Clearly the other man took every lesson of his to heart.

Meanwhile, York felt the same thing happening to him, his own form tensing from the pure pleasure pummeling his very soul. He moaned aloud as his son's globular cheeks massaged his throbbing prick, causing it to shoot out a wad of pre that coated the younger whale's inner walls. His fists balled from the heat of arousal surging through him like rising lava.

More and more he felt like he could retain some decency in the meeting, but didn't realize just how proficient his son had gotten from his time in school. He grit his teeth as the junior orca's tailhole clenched down on him harder than he was used to, much to his delight - it reminded him of himself at that stage in his life "Heh, you taught my boy well."

While Chris wanted to accept the compliment, he found that the orca wrapped around his crotch rocket had grown far too good in providing stimulation, to the point that speaking became a challenge. Any and all vocalizations had been reduced to grunts of approval or huffs that indicated his proximity to orgasm. It gave him great pride that he'd been able to instill this level of skill in his student.

His fingers gripped the edge of the table as he continued to pump translucent precum into the orca. The rate of suction that the younger man's mouth provided had his balls working in overtime trying to force his libido to spike to the point where release was imminent. While it wasn't what he anticipated the evening turning out to be, he couldn't say that he was disappointed in the slightest.

York felt much the same way, his son's asshole taking care of his pulsating endowment like a champ. Very few men that he'd met could handle his massive orcahood in full, and yet here was his boy - his own flesh and blood - who not only did it, but with gusto. Just the thought got his pillar to belch out more slimy preseed.

Every time that the junior orca pushed back against him it felt like he was being milked by a machine. The precision necessary to hit every erogenous part of his cock was astounding to ponder, but it was effective in pushing him towards orgasm. He snorted, screwing his eyes shut as he attempted to edge himself for as long as was possible, knowing full well that climax was inevitable. The question now was when.

The thrusting picking up got Juno's attention, who nearly choked on the sheer volume of pre deluging his throat. Both of the beefcakes were intent on shooting their loads directly into him as judged by how they started lifting themselves off of their seats, but he was more than okay with that prospect. In fact, it turned him on even harder, exciting him that he could titillate the two of them at once. The mess on the floor at his knees grew as a result.

With overwhelming arousal controlling their every move, both Chris and York started vigourously pounding away at the younger orca, driven by lust to drain their orbs of everything they'd produced during their meeting. They both moaned as their girthy lengths were worked over, the urge to sum skyrocketing the harder that they fucked. Feeling the warmth caused by arousal well up inside of them got them both close to edge and ready to blow at a moment's notice.

In spite of everything that he'd thought about himself, York happened to be the first to cum, much to his surprise. Usually he made the guy that he fucked cream himself before he buried his load, which floored him that the reverse occurred now. He cried out loud as his son accepted everything that he offered, painting the junior orca's anal cavity a pearlescent white as he flooded the other man's bowels. Even after years of the pair of them fooling around, nothing could've made him predict how good this felt.

The overpowering ecstasy rocketing through his form had his arms buckle, sending him collapsing onto the table, his sweaty pecs flexing as he pumped his boy with white, hot jism. Despite that, he found himself actually able to relax as the tension felt throughout his body dissipated the more that his pole acted like a firehose. He definitely needed to catch up with the younger whale at some point soon.

Chris was up next, unable to hold back the bucket loads of spunk that his roiling cum tanks churned up as his dam burst wide open. Without much warning he geysered whole litres of his jizz down his pupil's throat, his mind inundated by the unadulterated pleasure hammering his body to mush. He melted from the intense sensation of the pressure in his taint finally subsiding.

The way that his student's tongue expertly caressed his overly sensitive cockflesh had him snarling as he tried to push his load out even faster. His pendulous balls were flush with the orca's chin while the other man's lips formed a seal around the base of his pupmaker, preventing any of his virile spunk from leaking out and onto the floor. He couldn't see it, but he knew for a fact that the younger man was vigourously gulping down everything that he fed him, the image putting a tired smile on his face. Days like today made his job totally worth it.

Feeling both men empty their bloated balls into him caused a chain reaction within Juno, who felt like he couldn't hold on any longer. His cumpipe bulged with potent seed, blasting rope after sticky rope of orcabatter from his own cum tanks onto the ground below. The last time that he tried this with other people was incredible, but being between two of the biggest studs in his life meant that nothing could really compare.

The unrelenting euphoria had his eyes going half-lidded, his dense musculature relaxing as the flow between his legs petered out. It was as if years of pent-up tension had just been released, his fantasies of having both his father and professor plowing him finally fulfilled. He could breathe easier now.

The three men were a mess of emotions, their libidos flagging as fast as their cocks did as they took their respective places. All of them had become sweaty from the passion that poured off of their hardbodies. None of them had been able to fully process what they just experienced, and yet they were all in the midst of wondering what the next time would be like.

Once calmed down enough, Chris managed to meet the elder orca's again, a wry grin contorting his lips. "Hope this gives you a taste of what I've taught him. Believe me, with Juno under my wing there won't be anything he can't handle."