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The morning after passed like any other... boring classes, hard classes, then lame classes, followed by harder classes. Nothing really happens when I'm alone, I'm not proud of this but I'm one of those aloof guys that prefers to do his things all by themselves. That kind of reputation helped me quite a bit, I guess my trust issues were a blessing sometimes.

Today was an average to good day, not much homework, got a B- on a test I thought I bombed, flirted with Jacqueline, a nice zebra girl... it helps you know? If you wanna appear straight you gotta play the role to heart sometimes. But it could've even be a very nice day... if I had seen Mary at all, or even had a glance of her. I usually see her during lunch and then at the end of the day when we agree to have some slushies before I give her a ride home. But now and after that call last night I'm worrying sick about the blop. Heh... blop.

So I wait outside, on the parking lot, trying to act normal, trying to clear my head from whatever Alphonse, hot dobbie extraordinaire, "proposed" to me... -that didn't come out right-. Anyway, I'm utterly failing my purpose, I can only think about what that bastard could do to Mary, or did to Mary. What if he did have sex with her? What if it wasn't consensual? What if I really did put her to risk by not taking her home with me like I always do? What if I catch and aneurism for overthinking things?

I sigh.

This time I can't even glance at the football guys without seeing each as the black dog mockingly staring at me. I become a bit paranoid over the fact I don't know anything about Mary, I tried calling her but her mother answered raving over how she left her phone "purposely" in the house. It's such a shame I can't just hang up to her, right? Or hang her up, whichever works.

Once I've waited about twenty minutes I decide to look for her, I know I should've done it first thing today, but knowing her I prefer to only look for her when is reasonably... necessary.

I ask some of her friends, offering them my best smile and gather whatever they know with ease. You know what? Being straight it's easy, at least from my point of view, you don't have to go through the awfully careful process of identifying/testing and all of that, with a girl you just gotta play it cool without being overbearing and you'll have her swooning over you just because you address her by her name and a pearly white smile. Anyway, after a few unsuccessful attempts I found Daisy, not a duck mind you but a cute wolf girl, and she tells me Mary left with Al after classes ended and went to see the judo club practice.

Well, that's a bit of a relieve I must say but... FUCK! What's she doing with Alphonse?!

I let out a long sigh trying to calm myself down. I realize how overprotective I'm acting but I can't help it... I know it's been just one day and there is no prove that he did something wrong but, I just don't want Mary to get hurt I guess. And I guess it's just my high wired instinct to protect, I'm a shepherd after all. That aside now that I know she's at seeing judo club practicing, which means there will be not only that Doberman but also this certain hyena backing him up, I grow anxious and begin to feel my stress building up again. I might be tall and build enough to evenly rival Alphonse or even Clayton but, that bodyguard of his... Dwight was big enough and formally trained to be just about too much for me to handle.

I make my way to the gym and start to hear the huffing and cheering echoing in the corridor, and I notice how one of them is certainly familiar...

"There you are..."

I run towards the entrance and get inside. This is your typical gym, a large area that's also known for being hell for the weak and heaven for the strong. For me it's just... hmmm... you get the idea. I quickly spot the girl I'm looking for; she's sat in the middle row of the bleachers and to the left border. Man, I'm angry at her, she could've at least called me or maybe send word with someone so I wouldn't worry... she knows how I get when I don't know how she fares.

But I quickly realize why she's been so 'distracted', she's holding Al's left paw over her lap and between her own... while he's got his right arm over her shoulders, now isn't that intimate?

"Whatever..."

I just need to know if she's going to be fine, I don't want another scene from his parents calling my own and asking whether I brought her daughter with me, or where I left her or why I haven't pick her up like I should. Like I SHOULD? When they always scowl at me because of that?

"Damn."

I sigh trying to calm down, this is no place to make a scene. But I find it easy to relax here, some bear dude is fighting a bull over the platform, judo is such an interesting sport... oh well, both of the contenders are beffy, nice sized, have nicely built pecs, not too fat either of them, the bull wins over the butt department for being more firm but the bear seems to win over the other significant area... or is it that he's a little bit too 'excited'?

I shake my head, I should not be thinking about that in here, but my nose is getting some awfully nice scents that are quickly engorging my member.

Do not think about guys joining the judo club for no better purpose than feeling each other up.

"Keith!" I hear Mary calling me and I turn to see her. She's smiling at me and I do the same for her... but quickly let go of it in favor of a growl at her hopefully never-going-to-be boyfriend.

I close the distance enough for her to hear me. "And where have you been all day, young lady?"

She laughs a bit but before she can reply her 'friend' gets his tongue into our business. "I've been keeping her busy. So I apologize for that."

The dobie Doberman beams a smile at me, his pointy ears fix on me just as his brown eyes do, I can see how his black pelt looks shining under the artificial light, while his tan colored fur flows down his muzzle covering his spectacular chest and all-that-shit-makes-me-wanna-fucking-punch-his-face!

But I resort to just snort and state that. "I'm not talking to you, dog."

I don't know whether I'm jealous or angry, I just don't want him near my friend. So I let my eyes wander to the fight; it is over now and I don't know who've won it.

"What's your problem Keith?" Mary speaks.

"My problem, Mahri. Is that you gave this..." Sack of excrement! "...pal, my number and he decided to text and call me for who knows what reason?"

"What?" She replies.

"Erm..." The Doberman looks heavy in his doubts now, and I fucking enjoy it. Take that for not remembering my friend's name and then holding her like she's the center of your world.

"What does he mean, Alfy?"

I snicker to that... hehe Alfy, like in Alf? Yeah I totally imagined him with that face.

"Well, you did say he was good at math. I was just trying to ask him to help me with..."

"But I did tell you I was just as good." She cuts his sentence with a very stern voice. That's it Mary show him you're not to be played with.

"It was for someone else." He says, what a lame answer...

Wwwwait, he's looking at me with a hurt expression... and he's so nervous and... and that lame answer? Maybe he was coming on to me? The ssshit?!

"For whom?" I ask almost too expecting. I gather Mary's attention but I hardly care.

The dobie lets out an exasperated sigh and follows with his answer. "Dwight." He looks defeated.

Neither I nor Mary really believe him. That's just an obvious bluff, but it's just pure hope for me... hope and fear that I just spilled the beans and stepped, no stomped on them... in his hopes to get it on with me... fuck!

"You know I could've just taught you two." Mary declares with almost indifference.

"Mary, you know how I feel like I'm already using you. Asking you to teach Dwight too would only make me feel worse." He says with a resigned voice, pulling those little treads of compassion that leads you to feel ashamed and then guilty over something you shouldn't... damn that a trick.

"I already told you it was Ok; after all, you did tell me what you wanted from me so I guess it's Ok." Mary finishes pulling the Doberman's paw slightly.

Damn! What to do now? What if he really was coming on to me and now I have scared him away and... fuck! I don't want Mary to know about me yet, I don't want this dobie to know about me yet, not until I found out if he's really interested in me, but I'm also scared that I might end up just a plaything for his homophobic teammates... "Fuck..."

"Did you say something?"

"What?" I ask, I did hear the question but I don't know who asked it.

"I asked if you said something." It was Mary.

"Yeah... about that tutoring thing. You know I have my afternoons already scheduled. Plus I'm not sure I want to play being tutor to some jock"

Mary sighs and Alphonse throws his stone. "You have anything against us?"

"Just about the same as every other guy in this school." I reply darkly, I'm not sure whether he meant his 'us' as in just Dwight and himself or the jocks in general. I might lust after this dog but with every passing second I convince myself it's not worth the try, not with that background... plus if someone starts a rumor about him it's gonna spread like fleas in a kindergarten. It takes just one of his many exes to spread any weird behavior.

"Ok, calm down Keith. I didn't know you were this jealous." Mary tries her best to calm me down by jumping from her seat and standing in front of me... silly, that never works.

"Jealous?" I can't help but chuckle. But maybe she's got a point... I do want what she have at the moment, and I feel like crap for that. Still I can only do what I do best... "I think I told you what I think about this yesterday."

Care for her.

"I don't need any protection, stop being so paranoid."

"Ah! So it's just that?" Alphonse laughs a bit and gets our attention. "Hehe... sorry but, it's ok Mary, really. It's just big brother instinct, we all have it."

"Bet you've run into people springing it at you before, huh? Better yet, stomped on them!"

"Why are you so dead set on branding me the villain here?"

Right before I can answer Mary growls at me "Ok, stop that Keith, you're overreacting." The Doberman broadens his smile right before Mary gives him a fair word. "And I'm not sure about this, Al. With all what they say about you..." Mary states, and all I can think is this: About fucking TIME! I prefer Collin and his funky scent over this guy.

"Oh come on. Don't tell me you believe all those chicks? Next you will tell me what they say about John is actually real." The dobie... Doberman steels his smile at her.

Mary and I look at each other... he's got a point there, John is an almost seventeen years old bison that's been said to have fucked half the senior girls. No way in hell that could be possible... could it?

"Ok, if I decided to believe you then, where's Dwight?" I ask.

"Look behind you."

I turned before thinking and quickly close my eyes to mentally berate myself for complying like that... this could be a prank or something. But as I open my eyes I can see the hunky hyena walking towards us still drying his headfur with a small towel.

"Dwight, come here you dawg!" 'Alf' asks his friend and jumps down from the bleachers to meet him.

The hyena hears the call and trots towards his friend. He nods to me once I catch his eyes, there's that tiredness again, and that scent... hmm, he smells like... fuck, not now! Dwight then goes to salute the other two.

"Glad you could make it, Mahri." He says in that rich deep voice of his. Someone's maturing quite quickly, huh?

"You were great, Dwight."

"Still, one must strive to improve darling." The hyena says with a bright smile. Charming, eh?

Ok, now and before Dwight becomes a focus of my lusty brain I must ask a few questions. "Say... Dwight, right?"

He looks at me a bit surprised, I feel bad for implying I don't know or not cared enough to hear his name, but I shrug it off at the moment. "You're friend here says you needed a tutor."

"For?" he asks me. His tired eyes lock with mine for a second before he lets out a long sigh and looks to the ground. "For what, Al?"

"Before you jump at any conclusion, I know you're failing some courses so please just accept the help."

"I'm completely fine. You're the one in need of a tutor."

The two big guys throw and counter small phrases to each other, one urging the other to accept help, the other refusing to, but neither of them seem to want to stop arguing. Neither Mary nor I know what to do to stop it; luckily it never went beyond raising voices a few decibels.

"So..." Mary cuts the not so friendly conversation, and true to her character she stops Alphonse from speaking by putting a paw in front of his muzzle. "Dwight, do you need a tutor: yes or no?"

Dwight immediately looks at me and then to the Doberman who seems a bit scared. "Well..." The hyena scratches the back of his right ear with doubt, this situation is obviously something he knows nothing of, no need to be a genus to notice... and that makes me wonder what this is all about.

"Man!" he says almost in a pleading voice that shakes me a bit. Damn wishful thinking. "We've talked about this already."

"So?" Mary questions the big boys with an inquisitive curiosity.

"Come one man!" Alphonse urges Dwight to comply. Well now... isn't that curious? "You know you're doing badly in math."

The hyena takes a deep breath and then lets a long sigh of resignation before answering. "If by that you mean calculus then fine, I need some help." He says and the looks at me with curious eyes. I quickly turn away, I don't really feel comfortable with how all of this is unfolding.

"You see? Was it that hard?" Alphonse says to his partner and then directes to Mary. "There it is, all settled. I swear sometimes you have to kick some sense into this guy." His voice sounds tired when he ends.

"Hmm..." Mary doesn't seem convinced though, and neither I am but it is up to her if she decides to follow what Alphonse wants us to do.

"Anyway." The dobie Doberman continues in an overly enthusiastic voice. "Let's go Mary, I've got some great news for you at the mall."

"Again to the mall?" She asks. "Shouldn't we go studying?"

"That can wait a bit, I don't concentrate if I don't eat and throw out some stress."

"Erm.." Mary tries to say something looking at me, I know what this is about... or rather I think I know.

"Have you spoken to your parents yet?"

"I have until six to get back home." She answer.

I don't know if I can't trust her now, when I called her and her mother answered she didn't seem like she would agree to give her permission. Damn it, this Doberman was shaking Mary's world and with that he was shaking mine... I have to suppress a growl forming in my throat, I'm starting to doubt of my friend, and fear for her... I may be exaggerating, please let it be just my jealousy or something.

"Take my spare phone with you. And please call if something happens." I hand her an old cell phone, the first one I ever had and still keep... you know, for emergencies and such.

"What do you mean something happens?" Alphonse says somewhat offended.

"Call every half an hour."

Dwight is the only one to chuckle. I almost forgot he was there. Well, not so much... I was certainly having some hard times trying to forget about his scent... and not to look at him.

We all look at the hyena and he just avoids everyone's eye contact. Only then I realize how awkward this must be for him, caught in something his friend orchestrated for no disclosed reason yet... well, maybe coming on to me, but that could be just wishful thinking.

"I'll keep in contact." Mary says to me, and then takes Alphonse paw and pulls him to get going. "We're gonna have to be fast if you want me to see whatever you have for me in the mall."

Alphonse chuckles and then turns to face me and the hyena to say. "Well, I'm going. Treat him well for me, Ok?"

Mary laughs a bit to that, I can only see her go her way and hope everything goes ok for her... but then the hyena's scent hits my nose stronger, Dwight walks to my side and then leans a bit to whisper at my ear... which seems easy given our height difference. "Did he mean treat like in feed or care?"

"I'm more concerned whether it was me or you to whom he asked that." I reply and make the big guy chuckle.

"So?" I begin with my train of questions. I turn to the hyena, but he's still looking at the pair picking their belongings and preparing to leave. So I take my chance and give a quick glance at the merchandise, I can see how well defined he is from the quick look so I can't help but stretch my back a bit to check out those muscles he has, first his firmly toned pecs, bulging arms, beffy legs... amazing ass, everything looks in place and ready to give a hundred and fifty percent at any moment. Now if I could just look a bit to the front...

"Yeah?" he says... and I notice his uneasiness. Damn that was totally obvious. Shit... ok, let's not make a big deal out of it.

I put myself back together hoping nothing has changed and ask. "Do you really need a tutor for...?"

"Calculus?" he completes. "No."

"Well he looked like... oh!" I realize something then...

"He just wanted to get rid of you." The hyena says with a smile, that's not what I had in mind but I think that's a better explanation compared to what my lustful mind had. "Anyway." The hunky hyena's rumbling voice almost hypnotizes me. "Looks like I just lost my ride back home." Almost... I did hear him say that.

I wonder if I... "Well, I did lose my passenger. So what about we say we just traded of those spots for the day."

"I don't want to impose." He sounds so cute, being so big and polite and... man, man... calm, calm down and keep that damn member down.

"It's not like I have a lot to do now that she left me on my own." I say pointing my thumb towards the pair currently leaving the gym.

"Cool, let me get changed and I'll get back to you." He says enthusiastic and turning back to where he came from... before turning back to me. "Erm... wait here?"

"Yeah, I'll wait here."

"Cool, cool." He says and walks towards the lockers. I watch as he moves those nicely shaped buttocks, I know I haven't seen that much in my lifetime but even comparing him to those I've seen in porn this guy's are A grade no less. Could be more but I'd need to catch him without those...

"Not now..."

Now I'm speaking under my breath again... damn, I'm beginning to think it was not such a good idea to offer the handsome hyena a ride home. Well... I've talked with jocks before so I've got more to win than to lose, I just need to play my cards right, maybe I can gain some more info about that dobie, Doberman... fuck!