Behind Bedroom doors, Chp. 3
Authors Notes: Hello everyfur! And Scalies! Just a few points of interest concerning this chapter. It deals mostly with Trenton and Tanner's first day back at school and how to take in account their 'relationship.' Allen's day of school will be discussed further on in detail. But let's be honest, he's not really the center of attention. Now there is a small amount of naughtyness but still nothing cement in the way of sex, mating, breeding, fucking brains out, ect. Anywho, please feel free to comment and leave feedback if you please. Enjoy
~Willace <>
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Behind Bedroom Doors
Chapter Three
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"Ten-thirty, ten-thirty, oh god, let it be ten-thirty..." Tanner prayed, his paws clasped over his face for what felt like an eternity. In actually in had been but a puny five minutes. A fact that crystallized into unforgiving truth as his fingers cracked; eyes locked at the classroom clock. "Oh, crap." He whined all the while the teacher droned on. Tanner finally gave up on trying to 'will' time to pass faster and popped a cap from his ink pen. Maybe if he scribbled in his fresh notebook that would make it go by quicker.
Mid-way through a scribbly picture of Tanner's self-portrait he felt his leg tingle. At first he wasn't sure what it was but when it happened again the young dragon realized his phone was ringing. He had the commonsense to enable the mobile device's setting to 'vibrate' but was still caught off guard by how loud it could rumble. Another student, a nerdy looking red panda sitting next to him heard it and let out a soft giggle. Clearly he wasn't going to say anything. Even given that fact, Tanner wasn't exactly appreciative of the extra attention he was receiving. Especially considering how his brother warned him so sternly about needing to be extremely secretive.
'Perhaps I shouldn't do it,' he thought, seeing how his classmate looked at the young dragon so expecting; waiting for Tanner's next move. Still it was clear the red furred student didn't want to ruin any possible friendships. Adjusting the thick, horned glasses he jotted something on a paper and showed it to Tanner as secretively as possible. It read 'you're good, I'm no nark.'
After a thankful wave Tanner raised his arm and waited to be called on. "May I use the restroom, Mr. Applewood?" He asked after his teacher acknowledged the motion for attention. Not really having much more to inform the class of, their teacher consented. "Alright, just be sure to take the hall-pass with you." answered the thirty-something snow leopard, opening a desk-drawer and passing a lanyard to the draconic teen. "Tha...Thanks," Tanner stuttered out and headed for the door. Just before exiting the confines of the classroom, he gave a look over his shoulder. Once more he caught a glimpse of his 'new friend.' A dopey set of smiles were exchanged and then Tanner left for what he hoped would be such a pleasant trip to the loo.
Furiously wagging a flowing tail, Tanner's phone was burning a hole in his pocket. It was all he could do to keep it hidden until he walked into the restroom. When he breached those doors all bets were off! Instantly he dug it out and checked the time difference between when he had gotten the call and when he had arrived. Never before had a three minute walk seemed to take so long! All that was quickly forgotten. There against the far wall Trenton stood, paws in his pockets like he hadn't a care in the world. "Big Brother!" Tanner exclaimed and dashed over to his side.
"Hey man, missed you." Trent chuckled out and embraced his merry sibling with a tight hug. Once the hug had ended Tanner stepped back and gave a brief recap of the days events leading to that point. "And I haven't felt like I might have any trouble with staying dry..." He paused briefly, a glowing of blush spread but still a smile to accompany it. "That's awesome to hear little man. As promised We can have our little talk about sex. Anything you wanna' ask, I mean besides the obvious 'can we actually have sex' question?"
Tapping his finger to the tip of his maw Tanner grinned toothfully. A naughty spread through Trent's mind after his brother shook his head. "No? Well I think maybe then you should relieve yourself just in case. I know you said you've hadn't had any problems so why don't we ensure the rest of the day by having an empty bladder? I know I could take a leak too." The suggestion wasn't entirely a farce, but it's main intention was setting up a private peek show. He knew full well the five inches his brother was 'packing.' Though the thought of seeing 'it' in use under these circumstances might, dare he say, wet his interest.
Innocently enough Trenton walked up to a stall and Tanner followed in suit, taking the spot next to him. Almost in unison the pair opened their flies but Trent was the first to actually remove his notably larger tool from its safekeepings. "I always forget that you're uncircumcised, bro." Trenton chortled softly, taking the chance to observe what was about to unfold. "Does that make a difference in how beating off feels?"
It was a rather forthright type of question yet held no undertone of being personally invasive. All the same it hindered Tanner from the task before him. "I... Don't really think about that too often." By 'think about that' the younger draconic teen's response came out a little ambiguous. So Trenton assumed his brother meant thinking about anatomy and not denying the fact he masturbated.
"Oh, that's cool I guess." Trenton announced trying to sound as indifferent while he let his body empty its waste. Giving himself a chance to let the pressure drop Tanner finally felt able to relieve himself. Taking the tip of his shaft between the thumb and index finger of his right paw he angled it downward, keeping his under-shorts hooked towards the floor. Pitifully a few drops dribbled out before the welling spray of urine followed, cascading against the porcelain container infront of the young teen. Splashing, its collision made a tinkling sound that clued the older brother that the expected was happening. Naturally Trenton had to steal a few relieving peeks. Soon, much to his disappointment the stream ended and Tanner shook himself dry. Seeing this was nearly too much for the older male to handle, blood rushing to a certain appendage and stiffened it with amazing speed. Cramming his rising dragonhood beneath the seal of his boxers it was Trenton's turn to laugh.
Wondering if his brother had caught sight of that seemingly random arousal, he gave one last glance off to his side. Nope,Tanner had been too focused on taking care of business to have noticed. Still the older dragon wasn't sure if that was a relief or not. In some small way he hoped that his brother would have seen the heat coursing through his body.
~FLUSH~ went the stalls, water swirling away their contents and the younger sibling adjusted his pants. After he checked for tidiness they both walked over to the sink to wash their paws. It seemed so strange. From the moment they had got to school each sensed a change. It felt like they had stopped being brothers and were simply two guys starting to crush on the other. "Soooo..." Tanner asked, watching his older sibling through the mirror hung above the sinks. "Yeah, 'sup?" Trent asked back, drying his paws on his tail. It was an unusual thing to see but truthfully his head wasn't the one doing the thinking. "I saw that. You know that they have paper-towels in here for a reason." He chortled but took the same method as his older brother to remove the water in his paws' fur.
"Okay then, I'll keep that in mind, lil' bro." The older dragon chuckled right back and jokingly gave a pretend punch to his sibling's shoulder. "Guess my mind's someplace else right now. Tanner, whaddya' know about sex anyhow?"
It caught the younger boy by a bit of surprise but Tanner answered all the same. "Well I know it's how babies are made and that boys finish by cumming." Stifling a snicker Trent leaned against the sink's ledge. "I meant gay sex. Please don't make me have to spell it out but do you know what that sort of thing feels like?" For a moment the smaller dragon blinked blankly then his internal light-bulb clicked on.
"OOOOOOhhhhh, you mean like being top and bottom, right?" Tanner asked, making double sure to drop the volume of his question to bare minimum. An interesting way of saying the roles involved, Trent thought and urged his brother on with a nod. "Well.... I, ummm, only ever touched my front. Oh! But it feels nice when my blanket slides beneath my tail when I do that."
If life was a comic, you could have seen Trenton envisioning Tanner sliding his butt across a bed while pawing one out. Still, he wasn't so convinced his little brother was really as much of a bottom. " Alright. Guess you and I will have to 'explore' that notion later. For now, what say you to calling this session of bathroom meetings to a close; at least at the moment?" For as much as he didn't want to, the recommendation was probably a wise one. They had been granted a fair amount of luck, their respective classrooms not too far off and no unplanned visitors. Considering these factors was the driving force behind the suggestion.
So with his tail still held aloft, Tanner gently pressed his paws together. Blazing, the dragon-pup's hazel eyes rested only half opened and spoke a wordless request. His boyish charm was a success and Trent waved him forward. "Alright, Alright. Get over here for your hug." So tightly he squeezed his older brother's chest, almost not letting go when he felt Trenton's arms become laxed. Giving a final gesture of affection the younger male pecked a kiss lightly at his sibling's neck.
"Miss you little Bro." Trenton laughed and held the door open for Tanner. "Better get back to class before I change my mind about letting you go." There was something of a sheepish smile growing on his face and while he let the younger teen leave, it wasn't without giving a firm slap to his hind-side. Too embarrassed to do anything else Tanner merely rubbed his rump falsely and stuck his tongue out. He was really enjoying the way there meetings might shape out to be.
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It was unavoidable, nothing could do would have stopped it from happening. Tanner stood, shrouded in dismay and his eyes glued to the floor. "It's not my fault, sir." repeated the young dragon for the third time. "I could understand you being late if it was a separate class, but you had your last period in this very room! Tell me Mr. Merchant, is this the type of behavior I should expect year-round?" Disappointed and rightfully so, Mr. Applewood Stood with crossed arms and a firm look. "No, sir. It won't happen again..."
Opening the door to the class-room the adult leopard ushered him back inside. "I certainly hope not. For now, I'll let it slip; being the first day of a new year. Just know that it wasn't the first impression you would have wanted to make in this class." Gulping Tanner skittered back to his assigned seat, looking just pathetic as possible. Like he had said; it wasn't his fault. Well not entirely. After the last class had ended the young teen just couldn't control himself. He simply burnt up inside waiting to see his brother another time. Because of this he scouted the halls until he finally found Trent by his friends. It was a bit awkward but they managed to separate from the crowd and steal away in the closest restroom again. Unfortunately it was a bit occupied as well.
Needless to say the two brothers had very little of a chance to do anything but chew through the bland banter of siblings. As fate would have it Trent had much better luck. The older Teen's class literally outside of the hiding place; Tanner's being all the way back through the halls of bustling students. A fact that forced him to walk before a room of snickering classmates, giggling at 'the boy who was in trouble.'
"Alright class; settle down. For those of you who don't know, my name is Mr. Applewood; welcome to Geometry II. I have a few ground-rules to lay down. One, arrive in a punctual manner." Obviously it was a little directed towards the young draconic mammal. This produced another round of snickers before the snow leopard continued. "Number two; I will NOT tolerate any slurs or names based around spicesism or sexuality. Further more on that note... neither do I condone Public Displays of Affection. There's a section in your handbook if you have any questions about that. Lastly and most importantly, if you do not understand something, please ask me to clarify. I believe in a strong Teacher-student relationship. Any of you students 'too cool' to be seen asking for help can seek my advice on school related issues after class; if that'll make you feel better. Now... any questions?"
Looking back and forth a few students shrugged their shoulders but as a whole the room dared not speak. That is until a rough looking doberman raised his paw. "You'll have to forgive me, I don't yet know all your names, but you are... Jacob, correct?" Mr. Applewood asked, addressing the punkish canine. "Yeah. Can I ask something not so school related?" Considering the question for a moment, the adult leopard gave a far amount of faith in his student and consented with a subtle nod. " My girl Trish says her mom says you're gay. That true?"
Shocked and amazed, the entire class was left stunned by the audacity of their classmate; not to mention the possibility of it. "Yes, I am." Confessed the feline proudly, a smirk on his face and his rope-length tail curled high. As one entity the whole classroom gasped and a few students covered their maws, stifling a case of the giggles. "Carrying on..." Mister Applewood cleared his throat and selected a blue-spined text book from his desk. "Each of you will receive a text book. It is yours and yours alone because they are numbered and in pristine condition. I expect them to return as such. When I call your name come forward and receive yours."
Sitting about half-way back, Tanner was absolutely mind-boggled from his teacher's actions. All the same the draconic teen began to admire his feline instructor more and more. With his once sour mood now far behind him, Tanner sat and patiently waited for his name to be called.
It wasn't long before Mr. Applewood had given out a third of the books and finished with the names which started in 'H.' Apparently the brazen doberman's name fell into that category. "Howard, Jacob. Please come forward." The entire class ogled as he Stood up boldly. Arrogance in each step Jacob walked up, signed for his book, winked, and then returned in the same fashion. Murmurs amongst students inquired why he felt the need to wink but it was soon forgotten when they saw the 'tardy kid' was once more the center of attention.
"Merchent, Tanner. Please come forward." In an attempt to avoid what felt like a sea of on-lookers, the young dragon hastily scuffled up to his teacher. "Book number 134, please sign, legibly." For a moment, he froze. Not really sure as to why but his muscles refused to move and all he could do is stand there and stare into his teachers golden eyes. Those thin, black slits surrounded by an ocean of pure a brilliance that could only be described as a captivating shade of dandelion. For a moment it was an all-powerful spell, a trance that memorized the teen.
"Umm... Umm... Ummm...." He stuttered out reaching for anything to say. "Fff... first name or last?" Tanner's mumbling brought the audience behind him to laughs. Mister Applewood failed to find his shyness so humorous. "Both," He said cocking an eyebrow. "Please use cursive as well."
After he completed his task he turned, face hot and flushed. As quickly as he approached Tanner returned to his seat, brimming with embarrassment. It seemed as if things could only get worse in one way, if things became wet. Still, he fought away all feelings of sorrow, fearing that they might lead to an unpleasant occurrence.
Upon collapsing back in his seat Tanner connected a series of unfortunate points. He was extremely abashed by the on-goings and that tended to lead to the worst possible scenario. Wetting his pants square in the middle of his school-day would be incalculably traumatic. That fact, ever present in his mind, was only dwarfed by one thing. Should fate be ironic enough to give a slightest fore-warning Mr. Applewood would never permit the young dragon to visit the water-closet after having confronted the teen about timely attendance. His only ace in the hole, his drawing book. Carefully, stealthily, he took it out once more and began a fresh sketch. This time he drew much more defined lines driven with purpose. The subject, his brother. The reason, a glimmering ideal of relief.
With such wonderful prospects buzzing about his brain Tanner felt a smile grow. From that point on he was sure all troubles would merely melt away. And so, gleefully grinning, he had to fight his tail from flailing around. Today was a winner by anyone's standards. And the best part, no matter the trouble, be it home or here, Trent was always there to see them through.