The right way to learn sex-ed
I got this story from zwoosh-k9 raffle who loves to make bulge X3 Thanks sexy mutt!!!
Ash the lion (c) zwoosh-k9
Ace the dragon (c) WildBeast
Artwork (c) Hufnaar
~Enjoy the story, all of you pervy furries out there~
"Mating has always been a highly regarded act. From the earliest records of history, mating has been reserved as the most sacred ritual a male and female could ever perform. Referred variably through time as 'the act of life', mating has been defined in loose terms as one individual choosing another in which to engage in intimate relations with. This of course encompasses a broad range of connotations, whereby mating implies a sexual connection, a romantic engagement, social coupling, and to an extent even lapses in individual privacy."
The black dragon turned to the rows of students that faced him, finishing the last key point on the whiteboard behind. They all clattered away at their notebooks and laptops, making sure to scribble and type every important word he said, be it some menial snippet of information or an essential hinge of their course. It was the usual Biology class, filled to the brim with a good majority of freshmen, all young and blinded by the majesty of college and the promise of individual freedom. The first few weeks were always tough. Students came to college with such jaded expectations of what was to come, so that when they all toddled into their first lectures and tutoring groups they had sycophantic grins and an attitude that stank of self-righteousness. Ace always liked to throw them a curveball, and would go out of his way to have his first few lectures be the most intense, complex, and impossible few hours they could have ever imagined just leaving them all with a gormless, panicked and distraught expression on their once-smug faces. This current particular course gave him enough material to start off with that made it exceptionally difficult. Some might have criticised him for being too harsh, but any lectures that followed where the students who weren't already scared off by now still attended were much easier to understand and even had a more relaxed atmosphere to them. Right now though, he was in the heat of the moment,
"Last lecture I discussed the social complications of mating, exploring the length to which we'll be divulging into the depths of being a mate throughout history, but this time around, I'm going to focus on the aspect which probably interested the horny morons who thought they'd be seeing some pornographic films; the sex between mates. Typically characterised by an archaic definition of requiring intercourse to take place between a male and female, sex has evolved to become a diverse and expansive method of sharing one individual's body with another, usually on an intimate level, to the point were pleasure is heightened and climax is reached. More often than not, this is a mutual act, but can sometimes be characterised by one individual taking more physically from the experience than the other, but still retaining a mental and psychological enjoyment for both. Hence, in the following two hours, we'll be looking at the psyche of mates, how such mates establish themselves in a relationship, followed up finally with variations on mating traditions..."
Ace looked to his students again. All their terrified, wide-eyed faces made him chuckle. In his head, all he could think of following up his last sentence with was 'welcome to college, bitches'.
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When the class had dismissed, Ace found himself tidying away the day's papers. All of them had looked so utterly relieved to be finally free of his grasp, fleeing the lecture hall faster than he'd had chance to bid them farewell. It amused him still that even being a young professor as he was; he maintained just as much a presence as any other greyed, veteran lecturers who preceded him. Perhaps somewhere later down the line, when things had settled and they were all on equal terms as to why they were all here then he could slip back into the easy-going guy he normally was, but for now, it was all about authority. He had to exert it any way he could. If they even so much as caught a whiff of weakness from him they'd oust him as a professor quicker than could destroy his reputation - all in a day's work, he supposed.
There was a polite, nearly muted cough from somewhere beyond the room. Ace looked up.
Students often lingered behind after class either to chat to the professor in order to clarify something or to check their knowledge, but mostly to see what they could do to glean favour with the otherwise stoic lecturers they dealt with. Already Ace had received quite a number of thinly disguised messages and notes passed to him by some of the girls in his classes who were pretty much just throwing themselves at him in the name of extra credit and rigged grades - little did they know he would always think to himself with a light smirk.
However, for a change it was not the football jock who had gotten in on a scholarship with the help of his parents being on some board of some kind, nor was it some young woman who felt there was no other way to succeed unless she managed to sleep with her professor, but instead it was a young lion. Clearly shy, already blushing furiously from embarrassment as he stood sheepishly practically on the other end of the room away, the young man was called Ash, if he recalled correctly. He had remembered seeing his face in the audience today, though he had about as much presence in the room as a blank sheet of paper did amongst a rainbow. His name only stuck with Ace because the poor feline was slipping. From the beginning of the year, Ash had gone from being almost the top scoring student to somewhere barely in the top quarter. Whilst it wasn't anything to be drastically concerned about, the dragon had dabbled with the idea of dragging the lion into his office to confront him with it, see if there was something they could do to either boost his marks or to solve the problem of whatever it was distracting him from his work. Usually it was just drink less, don't fuck all the time, or don't get into arguments over petty things with friends or partners. Ace was shocked since working at the university how dramatically a couple could explode on campus when they fight. The fall out can be seen everywhere, and whilst the university is not at liberty to involve itself, Ace often wished he could just step in and sort them the fuck out. They were kids still, at heart at the very least. Committed relationships are hard to come by that'll last.
"Ah, Ash, come in," the lion took a few tentative steps into the classroom, a pile of books clutched to his chest, all of which were biology related, "How can I help you?"
"I wonder if I could ask you something," he blushed, "I don't want to keep you from anything though..."
"Of course not, go right ahead." Ace sat back against the table, smiling politely at his student. The young male had a firm, delicious body. The dragon wondered if he ever had trouble with the girls. Whilst shyness went some way of being cute, it often grew tired quickly on the women who wanted a more involved guy. Ash was always far from involved. Whilst bright, he was usually disengaged from the lecture. Never one to raise his paw amidst many others, not one to speak out if he needed help; except now however he was finally reaching out to the professor. It was a rare opportunity to learn more about his students.
"It's just um... You've probably noticed I've not been doing well." Ace nodded, "Well, I, uh... I was wondering if there was something I could do to improve my grades." The dragon frowned, all an act to rouse some intimidation of course, but he couldn't make a single except for any student, no matter how easy or hard it could be to leave them squirming. Ash fidgeted uncomfortably just as he should.
"I've been meaning to raise the question with you myself, Mr Matthews." His scowl deepened, "We can certainly work to improve them, but it'll require a special dedication. A dedication, I feel, only some students can truly commit to." Ash shook his head frantically. He seemed to be distressed at the thought of being turned down from receiving help,
"N-no! I'd do anything! Please, Professor, I need to get my grades up..." It was all playing out like some bad porno. Not that Ace minded, but the sweet little lion was dancing right into his grasp. It would be easy to clinch the deal now. Just work a bit more magic, get the timid male hot under the colour and desperate before he would drop the inevitable bombshell loaded with sexual tension,
"Anything at all?" He rubbed his chin thoughtfully, faking it as though he truly had doubts about the situation, "It will be very intense, only one-on-one tutor sessions. You'd have to do everything and anything I said." Ace snapped his fingers, "Tell me; what do you struggle with most?"
"Homosexuality and its implications and evolving nature in developing societies."
Ace smiled. It was just all too good to be true.
"Well, Ash - can I call you Ash?" He continued regardless before the meek cat had chance to reply, "It's a very deep and rich culture. It'd take some time to really thrust_in deep into all the details." The dragon had stood up, sauntered around the poor feline and come up close behind him. Paws gently brushed at the lion's sides, "You're going to have to keep up with me though. It'll be _hard and long, I promise..." Those paws snuck around Ash's waist, the male not resisting, but he'd gone as still as a rock. Ace found something else quite similar too, equally hard, at the male's crotch. He grinned, though the lion never saw it, as he whispered the next few words into his ear, "We'll be stripping it down to the core and exploring it in so many ways..."
"S-sir...?" Ace growled,
"What is it, boy?" There was a moment of silence, fraught with nervousness and tension. The lumbering reptile wondered if he might have accidentally overstepped the mark, misjudged the situation and gone careening into a hideous sexual harassment lawsuit. He didn't move away though. He too kept perfectly still, pressing himself up close against the feline's softly trembling, hot body.
After a while, Ash finally spoke up, in a mere squeak,
"I'll do whatever you want sir." Though there was a definite ploy of apprehension, Ace could see the lingering hunger in the lion's eyes as the male turned his head back towards his. The dragon let his smile slide a little wider, their lips locking tightly as he delved his tongue into the cat's maw. Ash tasted deliciously sweet, unlike any prey he'd had before, and he eagerly responded as though he'd been deprived of a man's touch for years. The lion's golden fur was smothered against his own ashen hide, feeling glorious as he ravished the male, paws snaring his chest and claws dangerously dragging through the male's clothes. Left in tatters, they fell away to the floor as they kissed, Ash's paws groping weakly against his arms as he tormented him beneath those extended claw-tips, tracing faint lines through the pelt to leave him squirming about, knowing at any point Ace could very well tear him to pieces or punish him for the slightest move out of line. When the lion's torso was left exposed, the dragon's kisses descended down the feline's nape, stopping only when he came to the surprise of leather,
"A collar?" He questioned with his voice unable to hide the shock, "Somebody already owns you?" Ash didn't reply, simply blushing instead. It certainly threw a spanner in the works, but Ace was sure he wouldn't be held accountable if his 'owner' got annoyed he'd been fucked. If anything, it was a bonus. Most masters who knew liked it when their bitches had been freshly abused by others. It degraded them more to know that some stranger they didn't know was able to have their way with them. "Fuck it, you can deal with their punishment if they get upset over me using you."
He strode over to the desk and pulled out the first draw. Nobody went in his desk except him. He didn't feel the need to keep it locked, but he was sure anybody who opened it up would certainly be surprised. In it, he always kept the essentials; condoms, lube, perhaps a vial of poppers if he was really in the mood, but he also had a few more odd items, such as the rich-smelling leather leash he unfurled now, draping it slowly across the table, then going back for the bottle of thick lube. Something he'd pulled off the shelf, he wasn't entirely sure of the brand, but it would do the job. Besides, he'd fuck the lion dry if he could. Only for the first fuck did he lather up just to be safe and sure.
Ace returned to the lion and folded his arms accusingly,
"Get out of the clothes." What little remained, Ash lost. He couldn't have done it quicker as he hastily scrabbled to do away with anything else that clothed his body. He shrugged away the jeans, followed by the embarrassing pink male G-string he was donning beneath it all, only to leave him standing their naked in the classroom. His hardness jutted out from his hips, a rosy red colour, not quite as bold as normal but just as fleshy as Ace had expected. He didn't boast much in length, but then again the dragon hadn't been looking for a male with prowess down below. As he stripped off himself, he liked to believe the lion was intimidated by his size, the muscles bulging and rippling as he made a show of baring it all. As each garment was tossed aside onto the surrounding desks, he stretched out his wings and struck a pose, threatening and powerful, leaving the meek Ash to stare up at him, face flush with nerves and anxiety, as they both knew what was soon to come. All that Ace kept on, compared to his smaller counterpart, was his jockstrap. For now, that would stay. Instead he attended to his slave for the day. The perks of it being last class meant that practically nobody would come in to disturb them, nor did Ash or Ace have to be anywhere special. The cleaners only came until morning, before very few others had arrived, and by then the dragon was sure they'd be long gone - or so he hoped, though who knows what would happen now was the leash was latched onto Ash's collar.
He reached up, the silvered clasp of the leash poking out between his fingers, its hook straining until he hugged the metal ring woven into the lion's collar. It snapped shut, trapping Ash now in service to the bigger dragon. His tail flicked to and fro in worry.
"Kneel." The one word command was hissed, a deep, heavy tone that had Ash's knees trembling before he'd even begun to descent. Ace watched on, keeping the leash bound tightly to his fist, as the feline lowered himself to the ground, his head at level height with his crotch. Pulling the leash towards him, so too did the lion's head move; there was some resistance at first before Ash got the idea of what was going on, but soon his muzzle was burying itself into the dragon's musky crotch. He whimpered ever so softly, in just the right note that sent an electric chill down Ace's spine. He did love it when his bitches moaned at the slightest thing. He couldn't wait to see what noises he'd have the lion making next when they kicked up the game.
Whilst he might have been content to let the lion breathe and lick across his sweat-stained underwear, Ace wanted a warm-up. Hooking his thumb under the waistband, he let the jockstrap slip off his hips and fall to the floor, letting his dark pink meat spring out, slapping Ash across the muzzle. It landed with a dull thud, bobbing slightly from the weight, and already dribbling in anticipation for the lion's sweet lips. The cock was already pulsating with the rush of blood, priming itself into hardness. The dragon couldn't help but let his breathing become a little staggered, heavy from the anticipation as that delectable lion pulled his head back just enough before opening his maw and lowering himself upon the member offered to him. Not that he had little choice; with the leather strap wound tightly about Ace's grip, Ash would have no say in what would follow. He could moan, whine, beg for mercy, but it would all be irrelevant. From now on, it was whatever he said or did that went.
The warm mouth enveloped Ace's cock as though it were a home from home, softly caressing and slurping upon every inch as though it were a last meal, savoured at every moment. Ash's face was a hot flush, embarrassed to be in such a vulnerable and humiliating position, slowly swallowing down the musky draconic cock. His nostrils would flare with each sharp breath he'd take, one paw placed at Ace's hip to steady himself whilst his other groped his crotch. He would groan, occasionally, much to his amusement, as he truly submitted for the dragon's pleasure. It took some slow moving, but gradually the lion took the cock down well. Sure, he gagged when Ace took a thrust down his throat, but he adapted quickly like all bitches should. The feel of that tight, constricting gullet massaging his length was astonishing, and Ace only pulled on the leash harder, forcing Ash to struggle as his face was held deep against the dragon's groin. Sweaty balls banged against his chin, the dick in his mouth surged with blood and throbbed headily; the dragon wanted the young cat to be nothing more than a toy. Student or not, Ash would become his, if only for now.
"The most important thing to know about homosexuality is that it varies in its application," Ace began to teach, as though the lion kneeling at his feet, face bobbing onto his cock, was no longer a concern to him, "Of course, we have some people arguing that there are no definitive ways to outline how the sexuality exists, but when you boil right down to it, it always results in a 'top' and a 'bottom'."
Each time he would bounce his hips forward, bucking them so that Ash's maw would slide back and off his dick, only to then yank the leash back towards him harshly. The poor feline was grunting and moaning as his body was roughly jerked to and fro onto the cock, his mouth aching and his jaw stretched from being brutally fucked in such a manner. He would do his best to suck and lap at his professor's member, but all the dragon desires was that he presented a hole for him to abuse to his heart's content.
"During intercourse, only one male can top at any one time. Therefore the truest possible definition homosexuality in males can take is that one must top whilst the other bottoms. Certainly, a male can switch between the two if he chooses but during mating of only two individuals he cannot do both at the same time. For the purposes of the lesson, we'll skip over threesomes and other such exceptions," Ace gave the lion a devilish wink that had him whimpering at the mere sight, "We'll get to those at a later date..."
He pulled the lion off his cock, stroking the spit-slick length with one paw whilst still keeping a firm grip on the leash. Ace rubbed his shaft from tip to base, grunting to himself as he began to think that maybe the lube wouldn't be needed after all. Ash had done a pretty good job at readying him for some hard rutting.
"Penetration, biologically speaking, is a very unforgiving act between two males," He went on, carrying on as though the lion didn't have drool dribbling from his chin and that they both weren't rock hard, "By nature, it is doing something unnatural, something which the body was not specifically designed for. Hence... brute force is required..." He flashed Ash a menacing grin, razor sharp fangs glinting as he gave the leash a firm yank in the direction of some tables. Naturally, the lion had to follow, hobbling around on his paws and knees in order to keep up with the dragon and to prevent himself from being dragged about, choking at the neck. Ace patted the table top, beckoning the feline up as though he were a pet of some kind. Although, given the situation, he supposed he was. It brought a wider smile to his face and a horny throb to his dick when Ash did as he was instructed, standing up and leaning his body across the desk; obediently, without need for prompt, his tail was raised and the pink star presented to Ace between his boyish golden cheeks. It bore the signs of repeated use, easily opening up to a dry finger as the dragon tested his student. Crying out did little good. He proceeded to see how deep he could work his digit by natural strength alone, making Ash squirm about on top of the desk. His hole would clench and constrict involuntarily, attempting to expel the intruder, but Ace was far stronger. He worked in right to the base before pulling back, eliciting a shrill groan from the cat. Two fingers were tried, though they met more resistance. Ace was only able to wiggle them around until they slipped into the second knuckle. Any further, and he'd be causing the lion true pain. Whilst it was a joy to hear him plead and moan through soft sobs, he was not a torturer.
"Since males do not produce natural lubrication, they must find other means of a less painful entry."
Ace reached across the table and snapped up the bottle of lube. He finally read the label. In bold letters, it read 'SENSELESS' with some gimmicky slogan about being able to fuck somebody's brains out. A cheesy pun, but skimming over the details led Ace to the conclusion that it was probably the most evil choice for a first time fuck of a new ass. It had a desensitising agent, meaning that he was going to go on for hours...
"A vast amount of lubricant is required in order to ease the entry."
Flipping the lid open, he began to let loose a thin stream of the lube onto Ash's crack, trickling it down so that it gradually began to pool and slip down across the cleft. When he felt he'd slathered up enough, he worked it in with his fingers, instantly going for the first two digits just to make the feline keep on his toes. The dragon pulled hard on the leash when Ash tried to writhe away, slamming those fingers right up to his palm and holding them there until the lion stopped resisting. When his body stilled did he then began to fuck them in and out slowly, each gentle movement causing the softest of moans to break from Ash's lips. It would have been sweet, but Ace knew that as the lube seeped into his nerves and dulled their senses, those moans would turn to pitiful whines of frustration as his hole was abused and ravished. A third finger was added, but whilst the dragon could have easily taken it up to four, maybe even a whole paw if he was daring enough, he wanted the lion to be tight for the first savaging. Ash would never have known how far the dragon was taking him, certainly past the point of medical safety, but that mattered little. The little lion was his to command,
"Now, usually one male will assert his dominance over that of the other, the other expressing submissive or diminutive qualities that would place him as the receiver." Ace tugged the collar to make sure that the feline was actually listening, "I think we both know how that's gone for us - from there, begins to penetration. The tried and tested method would be to take things slow, gradually introducing the penis until the rectum has stretched sufficiently enough. However, for the purposes of a demonstration, and since I'm a trained professional after all, we'll just skip that part, shall we?"
Ash would have made a reply, but the entry was so seamlessly integrated in the professor's speech that he didn't have time to. He was beyond unprepared as the spire of meat impaled his guts with one, full blown thrust right in deep to the balls. He struggled pathetically, yelling out in pain as Ace buried himself into the lion's tight ass. It felt good to feel the panicked spasms as his guts worked themselves over his cock in the last vestige of strength that the feline still possessed. He held it there, cruelly pulling back hard on the leash to make sure the lion calmed quickly once more, adapting to the fact that this was happening and there would be no way around it. From the moment Ash had made that barely audible couch he had made the unspoken commitment to being at his mercy. It gave Ace such dark pleasure knowing that he now could control the lion like a puppet, a pet to do his bidding, to see him after class for 'extra credit' or for an additional tutoring for some intense one-on-one sessions.
When the lion finally stopped at least shaking as uncontrollably and now let himself resign to simply cooing and weakly moaning in pain and bliss, his voice turning louder every time Ace so much as moved an inch within him. He must have fucked in deep, for it took him a long while to just pull back out to the head. Each inch revealed itself from between those pert sodden cheeks that begged to just be stuffed full. Slowly, he slid back out free, letting his cock slurp out of the now open hole that gasped back at him. He admired the handiwork, rubbing a free paw across the soaked fur and smacking one buttock, just to remind the lion of his place,
"It's important to remember that the rectum is a muscle and that eventually, it will return to its original shape and size. Ergo, as homosexual males engage in anal, the repeated intercourse will gradually stretch the rectum to the point where entry is achieved swiftly and with little discomfort." Ace leant in low, next to Ash's ear, whose eyes fluttered open when the next words were whispered hotly against the back of his neck, "Unfortunately for you, this is only the first time we're doing this... but I'm sure over the year you'll stretch out just fine..."
With that, Ace rammed his cock back in without a single word of warning other than that salacious sentence. The lion gasped, but the breath soon escaped him too quickly, leaving him to rasp mutely. His guts quaked with the force, staggered by the brutal fuck that didn't just stop there. Initial shock over, Ace built up the pace casually, as though this was an everyday occurrence. He kept the leash taut, pulling it back to make sure Ash paid attention to him, to the sensations, bucking his hips to once again have the male bouncing in time with his own body. He was by no means gentle. He cared little if the lion enjoyed himself, or if the lion got off. Ace was working to his own agenda, which ended in the only outcome of him having a mind blowing orgasm. Over and over, he rutted the lion as hard as he could, gliding his glorious length from tip to balls on each thrust and ignoring all protests that Ash was able to muster. Between muttered exclamations to deities and cries of his own name, the lion was a mess of nerves, writhing in unending ecstasy as the dragon ravaged his hole. He was sure the cat would be fidgeting uncomfortably in his classes for weeks now, the first few days from his ass being so sore - after that, he'd only be thinking of the next time the charming, suave professor who was everyone's favourite would be taking him behind closed doors to dominate him all over again in a complete switch of how he acted.
Though the lube did wonders for Ace, it didn't prevent Ash from reaching his orgasm. As the dragon's cock ground against his prostate, stabbing it again and again with little care, he was punched into a climax that he had no control over. He tried to warn the dragon, begged him to stop or at the very least slow down to give him chance to recover, but for Ace he pretended as though he were deaf to only Ash's voice. He felt the body convulse and the ass tighten as the first orgasmic wave came, the feline's smaller cock spewing strands of cum across the floor. But the stimulation was continuous. Without pain to act as a safeguard, or overexposure to pleasure, the lion was brought to a second peak within a few minutes after that, once more crying out and sobbing for a reprieve. Again, Ace ignored him, speaking over him instead, continuing his own lesson,
"Typically, intercourse will end when both males are mutually satisfied. This, obviously, is after both males have ejaculated, resulting in their orgasms. If one has not yet achieved that orgasm, then sex will continue until it does."
To Ash, it was like a death sentence, whose balls were screaming at him for mercy, pleading to stop. They had churned out a second load, equally as measurable to the last, and now a third was on the horizon speeding its way to a brink. But Ace thundered on, ramming his dick into that hot ass as hard as he liked, his lap smacking against those bubbled cheeks and filling the room with the sloppy squelches and meaty slaps of wet flesh. It was a symphony to his ears, only added to when he heard the solo choir join in with moans and groans of overindulged agony, the lion's body wracked with the displeasure of a third climax. He came hard, though less was produced, but it added to the slowly pooling mess on the floor. It mattered little to the dragon; he would have Ash lick up any evidence of their breeding, which he was certain would surely come soon. He himself could feel the tinges of something akin to an orgasm rising in his groin, but it was held back easily. Setting himself the challenge of forcing the poor boy to a fourth climax of the evening, Ace licked his lips,
"Of course, one male might be more receptive than the other. This is natural, due to the differing sexual tolerances individuals can have. Therefore, it is often considered the bottom's duty to ensure that the top is sated, no matter what the cost."
Ash just groaned in his response, an unintelligible sound that verged upon being purely primal. He was flopped against the desk, sweaty and exhausted, but still clinging to consciousness as his hole was spread wide and bred. Ace began to make harder strokes, pushing in just a little bit deeper than normal, yanking the leash once again to rouse Ash back to life. He wanted the lion to experience every waking second of this, if only to set the standard for what he expected from him in later sessions.
He was rutting the male hard, harder than any ass he might have done to date, but he could take it. Then he felt it. It was almost impossible to tell, but the feelings were there. Though weakened, Ace felt the tell-tale jerks and throbs of an orgasm clutching at the lion's guts, his ass desperately trying in some feeble attempt to clamp down on the dragon's solid cock. But as he buried those inches deep into the lion's hole, chuckling as the unfortunate male rode out a fourth unbearable orgasm, he finally knew he could let loose. It took several minutes more, though to the lion it was probably an hour or two, riding him hard, spanking him and tugging on that leash to keep him alert and attentive, but it came, slowly. Like a rundown car trundling up a hill, struggling to rise up the incline until, as it broke on the lip, it suddenly burst forth and all at once. Ace barely had a moment to steel himself for it, crashing his hips against the lion's battered ass one last time, balls deep, until he unloaded into those warm depths, straining his wings out in a proud display of dominance. He let every last drop of the flood pour and shoot into the male's hole, holding them both there, and growling whilst he rode out his intense climax to completion. Every last twitch and throb his cock made only let him dribble another strand more, sure to himself that if he pulled out now the lion's ass would just leak seed for hours. He didn't much care. It was enough of a reward in his eyes for a good fucking.
Slowly, as his erection began to abate, Ace unclipped the leash, otherwise signifying that the dynamic of master and slave was over, reverting back to teacher and student.
"After both males have achieved orgasm, the bottom, if bred by the top, will probably want to use one of these..." He produced a fairly big buttplug from his desk draw, offering it to the lion as he prepared to remove his meat. Some of his seed did seep from around the edges, only prompting them both to act quickly, "This isn't a request, boy..."
Ash did as he was expected; as the dragon slid his member free, he pushed in the plug, grunting as his bruised hole clenched down around it, some strength returning to the sore muscle. The lube had begun to wear off, leaving him with a deep, dull ache that radiated through his guts, but he didn't dare complain. He'd actually learnt a lot from the dragon, much of which he would never have known had he not visited him after class.
"Thank you sir..." He stammered, blushing as he dressed gingerly, smiling politely to Ace who lazed across a chair, still stark naked and with a cum-covered cock dripping onto the floor. The dragon snapped his fingers and pointed to the mess. Though Ash wanted to leave now, the mood having since waned, he obediently knelt down, licking along the dragon's limp cock and eating up the leftover seed fresh from his now-plugged ass. Ace spoke formally, returning himself to the professorial role,
"It was my pleasure. Though I am still not convinced that one private tutoring session will improve your grades; I shall talk to the administration office and your other tutors. I'm more than sure that I can convince them to juggle your timetable around so we can work in some more of these sessions..."
"Of course, sir," Ash replied, mouth full of cock, hiding his slowly firming cock that was still overly sensitive to the touch, stinging from four paws-free orgasms. Ace hummed thoughtfully, scratching at his stomach whilst the lion cleaned him up, before adding as an addendum,
"Oh, and next time, wear something sluttier underneath all that, and you'd better be plugged and ready before the sessions. Don't want to be wasting time with the trivial stuff now, do we?"
"No sir... whatever you wish for, sir."
"Good boy."