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Introduction to Greek History. Not my favorite class I'll be honest, but it's better than some of the other courses that Green Pine offered. Like a baking class or cooking class? Thanks, but I'll have to pass.

My Intro to Greek History class is at night to, so that's nice. I get to sleep in pretty much all day, then wake up at around 8:40 or so and go to class until 9:55. It's a big seminar type classroom, shaped like a half moon with all these tall rows of desks. I have the class with Anji to, so that's pretty fun.

On the night of said class though, my wolf friend apparently decided to wake me up for a second time, like he had this morning. I heard his fist slamming against my door, and I got up with a growl. Of course I was naked, like always, so I pulled on some underwear and stumbled to my door. I pulled it open, and there he was. The tall black wolf dressed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. I looked at him, my eyes bleary and my hair a mess, and he tossed his head up a quick jerk.

"Sup buddy?" he asked me.

"Sure," I turned around, tossing my paws "Come on in man! Not like I was trying to sleep or anything."

"Our class is in an hour man," replied Anji. He came into my room and sat down on my roommates bed, who wasn't here at the moment.

"I always sleep until 7:30, you know that bro," I countered. I sat down on my own bed, then laid down and rubbed my face.

"Ah whatever man," Anji said. He scratched his left ear, then said "You see that little vixen the other day?"

"There's like a million different vixens here," I said sitting up. I propped myself on my elbows. "What was she wearing?"

"Shorts and a lace tank I think," Anji said. "She had that light orange fur and those deep brown eyes."

"So go fuck her and get it over with," I said. I laid back down, rubbing my face again.

"What's eating you?" Anji asked. Then the wolf smiled, and asked "Or more like, who isn't eating you."

"Fuck off," I replied. I picked up my head to glare at Anji, and the wolf laughed.

"Come on man, lighten up," he said. "She's your girl and I totally respect that. I'm just having a little fun."

"There's a difference between having a little fun and being a dick," I said.

"Geez what's with you dude?" Anji asked.

"You woke me up for starters," I said. "And I could really use a bit of ass right now, I won't lie."

"Then go call your girl and say 'hey! It's me! Lets go fuck in my car!' because you know she wouldn't say no."

"There you go again," I picked my head up, looking at him. "Always the same old jokes."

"Alright alight," Anji held up his paws, then got up. "I'll let you get dressed and then we'll go to class."

"Damn right you will," I grumbled. Anji snickered, but left my room, closing the door behind him. I let out a sigh, but sat up on my bed. He's right I thought to myself. I really wouldn't mind fucking Kiylee right now. Then I shook my head and got off my bed. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about when I was going to fuck my girlfriend again. I rubbed my face again, then started to pull on some clothes. A pair of red and black checkered pajama bottoms and a t-shirt. I was still tired and feeling lazy, and I wasn't in the mood to pull on a pair of tight jeans and hear my wallet chain make a lot of noise. So I pulled on some comfortable clothes, pulled my messenger bag over my shoulder, snatched up my cell phone, then pulled open my dorm door. Anji was in the hall, leaned against a wall, and nodded to me. I nodded back, closing my door, then the two of us walked down the hall. The Intro to Greek History class was in the Humanities building on Green Pine, and it was a two or three minute walk from the dorm Anji and I shared.

"You know," I spoke up after a minute or so of quiet. "Sometimes I look back, when we still lived in Monticello, and then I'll think 'did I make the right choice coming all the way to fucking Long Beach?' because all I did was get away from mom."

"Dude, you made the right choice," Anji said. "Your mom was totally repressing you, and I think you did the right thing by saying 'fuck it' and taking off."

"Yeah," I nodded. "I guess I did. I don't know, I mean was it the right choice for me?"

"Yes man," Anji threw an arm around me now, and ruffled my hair. "You make the right fucking choice? Okay?"

"Yeah," I repeated, but didn't push Anji's arm away. It was suddenly comforting, having the wolf with me.

"You sure your okay?" he asked me.

"Fine," I nodded. "I was just thinking about that a few days ago, you know."

"Yeah I know," Anji nodded. "You made the right choice Tom, I know you did. Think about what your life was like three months ago, and now look at it. You've got me, you've got Kiylee, and you don't have to come home every night to find your mom passed out on the couch."

"Alright, shut up shit. I'm sorry I brought it up," I pushed Anji's arm off me now, and stuffed my paws into my PJ pockets. These PJ's had pockets thankfully, as opposed to my other pair that didn't.

"You brought it up man," the wolf said, "and I was only backing up you up."

"Yeah," I looked away from Anji as we stepped outside our dorm building. California at night is a lot nicer than California during the day, mostly because the sun isn't bearing down on you every single second. Anji and I walked out of our dorm, then stepped onto a long concrete path that would take us to the Humanities building on Green Pine.

"That vixen was cute though," I said.

"Yeah she was," Anji said.

"Yeah," I nodded. Then I was quiet for a second, and a thought ran through my head. "You think Kiylee and I make a good couple?" I asked Anji. The wolf looked at me, a somewhat confused look on his face. Then he looked away, and shrugged.

"I don't know," he said. "She seems to like you, but do you like her the same way?"

"Uh..." I rubbed the back of my neck now. An image ran though my mind suddenly. "No," I sighed, and pushed a paw through my hair. "I'll be honest I don't think we make a good couple. I like her as a friend you know, but I still want to have sex with her."

"Then you guys are fuck buddies," Anji said.

"What, come on man I can't just fucking drop that on her..." I groaned.

"Can't you?" Anji asked. He looked at me again, this time I looked back at him.

"Think of how hurt she'd be," I said. "If I just walked up to her and said 'hey, I don't want to date you I just want to fuck you' she would think I was just using her, and I would be doing just that!"

"Geez dude," Anji pinched the bridge of his nose now, then rubbed his eyes. "Either you love her or you don't man. There isn't an 'in-between' stage to this kind of thing."

"Tell me something I don't know!" I threw up my paws. "I know that man, I do."

"Well you can't tell her, you got that right," Anji said.

"Then should I just say it's over?" I asked him. "Just walk up to her and say I don't want to be with her anymore?"

"Do you?" Anji asked.

"Do I want to be with her?" I asked. I looked at the concrete pathway, thinking suddenly. I pushed a paw through my hair, then locked my paws around the back of my neck and let my arms hang down some. "Fuck, I don't know man," I said. "To be perfectly honest, no, I don't guess I do. What I want to do is fuck a different girl every other couple of days, but that's fucking stupid."

"It really isn't," Anji said.

"Yeah it is," I said. "If I fucked a different girl every two days, I'll end up getting someone pregnant, or getting caught by one girl while I'm fucking another one. And either way, it's going to be bad for me."

"Mmm," Anji only grunted now. I stayed quiet too, and left my paws in my pockets. We were closer to the Humanities building now, and I stayed quiet so I could think. Did I like Kiylee? I know she liked me, and not just because she had been a virgin. oh fuck I thought to myself, then I groaned in my mind. She had been a virgin, and had lost said virginity to me. And now I was thinking about breaking up with her, all because I wanted to fuck a different girl.

"No," I said aloud, then I shook my head.

"What?" Anji looked at me.

"I'm not going to break up with Kiylee," I said. "After what we did, I can't man. I can't just drop her like that. It would make her so fucking sad, and she would hate me for the rest of my fucking life."

"Then it looks like you've got your game plan," Anji said.

"Yeah," I nodded, pushing my paws further into my pockets. "Still, I feel bad for even thinking that I was going to start pushing her away."

"Don't worry about it," Anji said. "Just stay your calm, cool and collected self, and just don't tell Kiylee."

"Right," I nodded again. Anji scratched his ear, and I yawned. Anji and I were practically to the Humanities building door now, and I pulled it open. Anji went in first with a mumbled thanks, and I stepped in after him. The building was cool to my fur, and I let out a light shiver. The Intro to Greek History class was down the hall and around a corner, and Anji led the way while I walked slightly behind him.

I walked with Anji down the hall then around a corner, and the wolf went into class first. I went in after him, the door already open. There were students sitting at the desks in the classroom, but there were still plenty of empty seats. At his desk like always was Professor Rowen, a tall brown hawk who had apparently been teaching at Green Pine University for the better part of twenty years. That was interesting to me, but a regular history teacher I'd had in high school had been teaching for forty years. Anji and I trumped up the stairs in the wide room, then slipped behind one of the long curved tables. The wolf and I went down three, four, then fives seats before Anji dropped his backpack and sat down.

"Yo, I like your pants man," a voice behind me made me turn around. A lean cheetah with long brown hair raised an eyebrow, and I winked at her on pure impulse.

"Thanks cat," I replied. Then I turned around quickly, and sat down. I heard giggles behind me, and Anji had his face in his paw.

"What happened to the game plan yo?" I he asked me in a low voice.

"She gave me a compliment," I said aloud, not being quite. "I mean I had to acknowledge her, I didn't want to be rude."

"Geez...." Anji shook his head in his paw, and I put my red face on the desk top. I put my forehead on the desk, then cleared my throat and picked my head up. I turned back around in my desk, looking at the cheetah. I pointed a thumb at Anji, then said,

"I'm sorry he's rude," and the cheetah giggled again. Beside her a parrot giggled too, and I said.

"You gave me a compliment and I didn't want to be mean and ignore you."

"Thanks," the cheetah said. I nodded, then spun around in my chair. I slapped my arms on the desk, now feeling like my old self. Not the casual shy Thomas that normally hung around, but the more up beat, charismatic Thomas that had breezed through high school. Most of the time I'm an easy going opossum/otter, and I'd been like that through high school. Every now and then though, I had broken out the charm that had won me more than a few dates with the cuter girls. All you really have to do is act like yourself, and a bit of flattering never hurts. I don't try to act like Mr. Amazing though, sometimes I just do.

"Okay, every get quiet, take out something to write with, eyes to the front, you know how this works," the Professor spoke up now, walking out from behind his desk. He had his feathery arms behind his back and walked with a slow steady pace. "What is Greek History?" he asked. I put up a paw almost immediately, still feeling witty.

"Thomas?" asked Professor Rowen.

"Greek History is a study about the Greeks and their Histories," I said. Anji snickered first, and a low chorus of laughter followed him.

"No, that's not quite it," Professor Rowen said. He was smiling, and I slid down in my seat and folded my arms, doing my best to look mad.

"No Greek History is going to be about the study of the Greeks, and how they evolved though the course of time. We'll examine the tools they used, how they provided food and shelter for each other, what their houses looked like..."

The class got underway, and notebooks and pens were taken out. I slapped a notebook down and pulled out a pen, and started to write down what the teacher was saying. I got my name on the paper and then a few words, then felt tap on my shoulder. I put my pen down and swung in my seat, and the cheetah girl was much closer now.

"Sorry to bug you," she said, "but can I borrow a pen? I left my in my dorm." her face was way closer, and I felt just a brush of her breath graze my chin.

"Oh... yeah," I turned around, then pawed through my messenger bag. "Here," I turned back around and the cheetah took the pen I handed her.

"Thanks," she said, "I'll give it back."

"Cool," I nodded, then turned back around to my notebook. I picked up what Professor Rowen was saying, then started to write.

The class drug by, and I wrote until I thought my paw would fall off. The class never seems like it will be very long, but then once I get in there and I start working on stuff, it feels like it'll take a millennium before I'm done. So I did my best to pay attention to what Professor Rowen was saying, I took notes, and I stayed focused. It was a little harder than normally because I had been asleep before coming to class, but I was able to keep my eyes open and my pen moving.

Halfway through class though, something hit me in the back of the head. I was halfway through writing the word "ambitious" and I stopped and turned around. The cheetah who had commented on my pants winked at me, and I raised an eyebrow. The parrot beside her giggled, then the cheetah giggled next. both girls put their paws over their mouths, and I shook my head and turned around with a smile, and went back to my notes.

When the final bell rung for class, I let out a long groan, and stretched my arms over my head. Anji gripped the front of the long desk, then pulled his back backwards. I heard it pop successfully in a series of small crackles, and the wolf let out a low moan, laying his head on his desk.

"Dude I heard all that," I said.

"Felt so goooood...." Anji moaned the words, face still pressed into the desk. I shook my head with a snicker, then felt something hit my head again. It was really more of a poke than a hit, but I spun around all the same, now just a touch annoyed. It was the cheetah who'd borrowed my pen, and she waved said pen in my face. I took it from her, then saw the little piece of paper stuck in the clip near the pen bottom. I opened my mouth to ask her about it, but she slid from her desk quickly, pulled a light tan tote bag over her shoulder, and winked at me. She slipped down the stairs, then disappeared from the room. I glanced at Anji, and the wolf raised his eyebrows. I picked up my messenger bag though, and Anji slung his own backpack over his shoulder. The two of us left class with the trickle of other students, and while we walked for the Humanities building door, I looked at the paper that had come back with my pen.

"Text me your dorm number in 10" was all it said. There was a number under the message. I read it twice to make sure I had the info right, then I handed the note to Anji with a shake of my head.

"Dam bro," the wolf handed the paper back, and I stuffed it into my pocket. "You gonna do it?"

"What?" I looked at my friend, a look of disbelief on my face. Anji looked back at me, a knowing look on his own face, and I looked away. Was I going to do it? I ran the cheetah's figure through my head again, then sighed. This always happened. Every time I finally seemed to find the right girl, some other girl slips into my life, and then I lose whatever girlfriend I have. It's happened before, trust me.

But god do I love it. Sure, I seem like the caring, fun loving boyfriend that every girl dreams off, because I almost am. I've just got one small problem. It's name is S.E.X, and I can't turn it down. I mean no guy would say no to sex, but in my case I especially can't say no. Not because I'm a sap, or I'm a weak person or anything. But because I like the stimulation part of it all. To have a girl laid on her back while I work my tongue over her smooth, slick pussy is paradise for me. If she pulls at my hair its even better. Hand job's are fucking amazing, and blow job's are ten times as good. Then whenever I get my turn at fucking, oh man. Forget it. I just fall into a rhythm, going in and out and in and out.... God I can't compare it to anything else in the world.

"I thought coming to college would help pull me out of that... Well that rut I was in," I spoke up when Anji and I got back outside in the cool night air.

"What rut?" he asked.

"You know what I'm talking about," I looked at him, an annoyed look on my face. "From our sophomore year in high school up until now, I've been Mr. Fuck All. You know it, I know it. That's my problem, Anji, is that I can't stop having sex with every piece of ass that gets thrown my way." Anji didn't immediately reply. I stuffed my paws into my pockets, walking in pace with my wolf friend.

"Dude," Anji began. "I really hate to say it, and I know you don't want to hear it... but your right."

"Course I'm right," I muttered. "I'm a borderline nymphomaniac," I shook my head.

"Come on don't push it that far," Anji tapped my shoulder. "In total, how many girls have you actually gone all the way with?"

"Uh..." I ran a paw through my hair. The good thing about Anji was that he would always push me to get to the bottom of my problems, no matter how fucked up they might be. So I ran names and faces through my head, thinking all the way back to my senior year in high school.

"Only three, including Kiylee," I said.

"Then your not a borderline nympho," Anji said.

"But what about all the other girls that I got BJ's from, and hand jobs from and the girls that I played around with..."

"Okay, geez come off it," Anji threw his arm around my shoulder, then pulled me against him in a side hug. "Your just fine the way you are, and it's just sex, dude. Okay?" I rolled my eyes and wriggled out of Anji's hold.

"Yeah, whatever," I said.

"Fantastic," Anji said. The two of us had reached our dorm building, and Anji pulled the door open. I went in after him, then the two of his split up, going to separate wings of the dorm house. I went down my hall, my paws still tucked into the pockets of my PJ's. My feet slid across the smooth carpet of the floor, and I heaved myself a long sigh. But Anji was right, it was just sex. It was also true that I had had sex only three times, but every time it had been the same. It hadn't even been fantastic the first time I did it. That first time I was so nervous I kind of speed it up, just so I could cum and then leave.

I stopped in the hall, then put my face in my paw. Then I resumed walking, and rubbed my face. Thinking back all the way to my senior year in high school when I'd had sex the fist time and gone all the way was almost to painful. It was to true that I had gone fast so I could reached my climax, then three minuets later I was gone, in my car and driving back home. I sighed, then pushed open the door to my dorm. It was empty of my roommate, and I dropped my messenger bag on the floor by my bed.

Flopping down on my bed, I put a paw behind my head. I was a college freshman, but looking back on my life suddenly, I could tell I had changed a lot. I wasn't much taller or smarter per say, but I had gone through a lot and pushed back a lot of shit. I closed my eyes briefly, thinking of my first time. I had been so fucking nervous, and when I finally started to fuck the girl, I had rushed it. I will shamefully admit now, I was done in under fifteen minutes. I had gone fast, I had been nervous and a little freaked out, but all the same I had lost my virginity. I opened my eyes again, then sat up in bed.

I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket, then pulled out the crumpled note the cheetah girl had given me. I read the number on the paper, then tapped it into my phone. I paused, briefly thinking of Kiylee, then shook my head. I put my dorm number into my phone, then sent the message. When the message had been sent, I tossed my phone down to my messenger bag, then stuffed the piece of paper back in my PJ pants. I laid down on my bed again, and put my feet on my pillow. Closing my eyes, I ran Kiylee's face though my mind again. If I got up now, I could tell her what was about to happen, and tell her it wasn't going to happen. But if I didn't get up now, there was a good chance it would happen.

I didn't move from my bed though. I laid there, my paws behind my head and one leg hanging off my bed. I kept my eyes closed, feeling a horny shiver run through my body. I shivered, then swallowed. I put my free paw on my crotch, feeling my limp and small member under my pants. I felt another shiver go through me, then I started to stroke myself slowly. It felt good even if I was small and hidden, and my member started to peek up. I pushed my paw gently into my member, my eyes closed. I breathed lightly, then let out a small moan when my sex gave a little early throb. It felt good, and I was getting harder. So I kept rubbing myself gently, going up and down.

After a little while, I slipped my paw into my pants. I pressed my fingers through the waistband of my PJ bottoms and then my underwear, and gripped my sex. My paw was warm, and I let out another soft moan. I ran my paw up and down my sex now, feeling the little member get harder with each easy stroke. I let out another moan, pressing my head into my other paw. Oh it felt so good to stroke myself. There's just something about the intimacy of jacking off that really gets me up. I don't know what it is, it just feels so fucking good.

I kept a slow pace, stroking myself slowly with my right paw. Oh it felt so good, and I was harder now. I gripped my member in my paw, feeling it throb slightly. I let out another moan, my eyes closed and my paw working slowly. I moaned to myself, feeling my cock get hard in my paw. I pumped up and down, going to the tip of my sex then down to my balls. I clenched my teeth, feeling a small bit of pre cum trickle from my tip. I let out a moan after, then stroked myself even slower.

But then, almost to soft to hear, there was a knock on my door. I froze, my paw stuffed into my pants and wrapped around my now hard member. I pulled out my paw slowly, then got off my bed. I went to the door, then pulled it open. I kept the door in front of my crotch though, but then saw it didn't matter. Standing at my door was the cheetah. Her lean but full figure was clothed in a loose shirt and a set of tight jeans. She looked at me with her dark blue/purple eyes. I looked back at her, my own dark beady eyes running over her slim figure. She was skinny in the arms and legs, but her breasts and bottom were much fuller.

"Hey," I said.

"Hi," she smiled at me, her paws tucked in her pockets. I leaned against my doorframe, putting one arm up and keeping the other by my side.

"Well," I looked at her, still taking in her lush figure. "You found my dorm. So what happens now?"

"I don't know," she said quietly. She took a step towards me, her paws still tucked into her pockets. "What do you want to happen now?" she asked.

I looked at her. I ran my eyes over her face, then let my gaze drift over her body. I knew that she knew I was checking her out, but she apparently didn't mind. I looked her over, taking in her spotted yellow fur and her long brown hair. Her hair fell well past her shoulder, and I was immediately curious to know if it reached her waist.

After ten more second of looking the girl over, I shook my head. Then I said "fuck it" and stepped towards her. I snaked an arm around her waist, then I pulled her to me. She let out a small surprised moan, and I kissed her. Her lips were very soft, and she pressed her paws into my chest. They were small and firm, and I put my other arm around her waist, holding her to me. She kissed me back, her lips working against mine. I ran my tongue over her lips, then pulled away. Our lips broke apart with a soft 'smack' sound, and the girl looked at me, breathing harder now.

"What's your name?" I asked her.

"Zoe," she replied.

"Mmm," I smiled at her, then put my paws to her face. I kissed her again, but this time it was much softer. Zoe kissed me back, her lips eager against mine. I stepped backwards, pulling her with me, and she came willingly. She came into my dorm, and I kicked the door shut, making it snap closed.

"Uh.." Zoe pulled away from me, and I ran a line of kisses down her neck. She saw my roommates bed, then asked about him.

"He's never in here," I told her. I kissed her neck again, and she let out a soft moan. I pulled away though, looking at her.

"Why'd you come here and do this?" I asked her. "Hmm?"

"I..." she started to talk, then stopped. She didn't look away from me though. "I don't know," she admitted. "I just saw you look at me when I gave you that complement and I thought you were cute, and... I don't know..." she trailed off again. I had heard enough though. I pulled her face towards mine, then kissed her again. It was a light brief touch, and I pulled away from her again.

"Are you a virgin?" I asked her quietly. I was still buzzing with horniness, but I was keeping it at bay right now. Zoe looked at me, her dark blue/purple eyes steady, but then she nodded.

"Yes," she said. "I am."

"And your, nineteen I'm guessing?" I asked next. Another nod, and I let out a soft moan. I kissed Zoe again, taking my paws from her face.

"I'll tell you what," I said when I pulled away. "You go sit on my bed, and I'll play with you a little bit, just to get you warmed up. Hmm?" I heard Zoe moan and she pressed herself into my chest.

"Okay," she said.