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#1 of Personal Works
Tahmores is your average fennec. Being what he is, he is slightly smaller then other foxes but it has never really caused him new problems, other then perhaps being always picked last for teams in his high school gym classes, maybe being stuffed into the occasional locker for a few hours, but nothing too serious.
Now that he had finally graduated, the fox hopped at least some of the size discrimination would end, he hoped at least. He was going to the local collage to try to audit a few courses in voice training and writing to try to find something he might enjoy pursuing as a career. The college counselor had been rather helpful and had been the one to recommend trying audits first if he just wanted to get a taste of college without the huge expense. So far many of the other furs he had met were rather friendly to him. No one threatened to beat him up, stuff him in a locker, or otherwise bother him.
On his way to his writing class he walked into the restroom, making a line towards the urinals along the wall. But just as he was sweeping his loincloth aside to take hold of his sheath to aim, he heard a sharp wolf whistle from over the divider to his left. Tahmores looked up, feeling his face flush with embarrassment and a sudden feeling of self consciousness. He let the cloth fall back in place and began to make his way back to the door, but a rather tall river otter stepped in front of him with a grin. The otter stood at over six feet in height by the guess of the fennec, and he came complete with a large rock-hard boner which came damn close to poking the fox on the nose.
"What's the hurry cutey," he giggled, "why rush when theirs fun to be had?"
Tahmores swallowed nervously and tried to get by the far taller otter, pulling at the door trying to open it and get out but finding that the otter kept it shut just by leaning in against it. "I... I have to get to my writing class."
The otter grinned wrapping his paw around his cock, spreading a stray drop of pre that emerged from the tip along the glans. "I'm sure the professor won't mind if you come in a bit late once." he watches the fennec struggling with the door against his weight. "Why not play with me a while?"
Tahmores looks up at the otter a moment not understanding what he means at first but then understanding strikes him like a hammer as he looks back down at the otter's swollen penis. He lets go of the door and starts to back away a few steps before turning tail and running towards the closest stall, pushing the door open and spinning around and fumbling at the latch. Too bad for him that the otter was faster or was it? The big male pushed the door open before the fox could lock it, closing it behind him and locking it, leaving them in the privacy of the completely enclosed room.
The otter's lips crack in another smile, "Aww is the little cutey shy?" he takes hold of Tahmores, pressing him up against the wall and reaching down to undo the catch on the fox's loincloth. "Don't worry hun I'll be gentle."
Tahmores lets out a yap of protest, "No, get your paws off of me, let me mmphgh!" his last words cut off as the otter gently takes the loincloth and gags him, securing it around the back side of his head. The otter rubes a bit more pre from his tip around his glans and a bit further back on the shaft as he grins.
"Hush now little cutey, its time for you to learn what being a fox is all about." He chuckles as he pushes the fennec up along the wall so he can line up his cock just under the fox's tail. He gently teases his tip over the little one's tail-hole, a lustful pant coming from him. Tahmores whines at through the gag and squirms as he is lifted off the ground and pressed firmly against the wall and his eyes go wide as he feels that large cock pressing under his tail and thrashes as it slowly starts to sink in, trying to call out for help through the cloth.
The otter groans as his cock slowly slides in. In some measure of consideration for his unwilling partner he takes it slowly, trying to gently tease that virgin hole open. Inch by inch that nine inch cock slowly sinks in, eliciting groans of pain from the fox. He coos soothingly as the he finally hilts in Tahmores, resting for a moment to let the fox adjust.
With the otter hilted deep within the poor little fennec can't seem to hold it anywhere and just lets go, his belly gently being warmed by the trickle of his emptying bladder. He groans in humiliation, his pelt stained with his own waste as the otter begins to gently thrust, giving a light stinging sensation. The otter takes his first thrusts very slowly trying not to hurt the fox, trying to aim at the little ones prostate with each thrust, slowly eliciting a groan from him that seems to be less pained then before and with what might be a hint of pleasure on the edge.
Tahmores soon finds himself in an odd situation, caught between the fear, embarrassment, and now the beginnings of pleasure at this new sensation that had been forced upon him. He closes his eyes as the pain slowly fades as his tail-hole slowly adjusts to the presence of the otters cock and is replaced by a pleasant and full feeling. He looks down as he feels a strange sensation in his crotch, a pleasant tingling in his cock, he slowly watches it growing firm and pushing its way out of his sheath to stand at attention. When the otter sees this he grins widely, "Ooooo this is good, do you see now dear? Doesn't it feel wonderfuuulll ruuurrr." His last words a bit slurred as he lets out a lustful groan.
"Yrsh." Was all that Tahmores could get out in response. Slowly the little fox relaxes and begins to enjoy the sensation of the otter's gently thrusting cock running over his prostate again and again. The otter smirks broadly as he feels the fox start to grind back against his cock and he starts to thrust faster, and only after a few seconds he rams it home holding it in.
Tahmores eyes widen as his cock throbs a bit and sends out a few strands of vulpine essence onto the wall letting out a groan of pleasure as his body shivers with excitement, his first orgasm surging over him. He feels a warming sensation flowing into his bowels as the otter finds release. As the two relax lightly for a moment, the otter pulls the cloth out of Tahmores' mouth. "Now wasn't that nice hun?" he offers a little grin.
Tahmores works his jaw a bit, "It... it was fantastic!!" he exclaims joyously.
The otter smirks as he pulls the fox off his cock and offers him a roll of toilet paper and some fur cleanser to clean up. "I'm glad you enjoyed it hun." He says as he pulls up his pants and buttons them back up. Tahmores cleans himself up, wiping under his tail and washing his belly fur with the cleaner before patting himself dry and fastening on his cloth again.
"I'm embarrassed to say that I enjoyed that a lot sir." Tahmores giggled.
"No problem hun, by the way, who's your teacher for writing?" laughs the otter.
Tahmores takes a moment to pull his schedule out of his satchel and scans the paper. "It says here... Professor Micah"
The otter grins broadly, "Ah simply wonderful," says the otter as he heads for the door, "I'll see you in my classroom in ten minutes hun"
With that the otter walks out the door, leaving the little fennec a bit surprised. His lips crack to reveal a smile. It seems his new teacher had more then just writing techniques to teach.