Projects after Class
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It all started out normally for 15 year old, Liam. The golden retriever was just sitting in his psychology class minding his own business, waiting for school to let out, when his teacher Mr. Wright, the middle aged ram, asked him to stay behind. It was all innocent enough; things like missing homework, or asking questions on whether or not he understood the lesson were expected.
"You needed to see me Mr. Wright?" Thomas asked, casually.
"Mm-hmm. Do you have trouble with the lesson today? You seemed distracted."
"No no, I understood it. You uh...explain it well enough."
"Oh Yes...hmm...How old are you Liam?"
"Huh? Oh uh...15 I guess...turning 16 in 3 weeks."
"Any girl friends?"
Okay, things were getting strange for Liam. Despite limited contact with the Ram sitting in the desk, he knew this wasn't a question he asked to any other student.
"uh...no...Why did you need to know that?"
Mr. Wright gingerly removed his glasses and stared the pup straight in the eye. He was intimidating. Not packed by all means but his figure was enough to prove intimidating.
"Liam. Are you gay?"
Liam's heart stopped.
"M-mister Wright...just cause a guy doesn't h-have a girlfriend doesn't mean he's-"
"I know that, but you are, aren't you?"
Liam's heart raced, fearing what Mr. Wright was going to do to him depending on his answer. A million scenarios raced through his mind. A gay-hating Mr. Wright waiting to make his life hell, someone who'll call his parents for some BS ‘therapy', or a nosy ram who liked getting into his students' personal lives a little too closely to try and ‘connect'.
Before he realized it, he was nodding slowly. Without a word, Mr. Wright got up from his desk and slowly made his way to Liam in fashion of an executioner to his victim. The Ram towered at least 1 and a half heads taller than Liam. He kept eye contact with Liam, causing the shivering pup to turn his head upwards; which made him miss the paw that plunged straight to his groin.
He gasped out loud, trying to jump back, but Mr. Wright latched his other paw onto Liam's shoulder, holding in place as the first paw began to knead around the adolescent meat.
"Stay Still boy, it'll go easier that way." Mr. Wright snarled. Soon he had let go of Liam's crotch and shoulder, but quickly pulled his shirt up over his head, leaving him bare-chested. Liam gave a small squeal of embarrassment, but not before Mr. Wright shoved Liam against the wall, resuming his groping while pressing against Liam, to prevent his escape.
Mr. Wright began unbuckling his pants, and that was when the Golden retriever started fighting back, trying to squirm his way, but with Mr. Wright pushing against him, he didn't have enough leverage to punch or kick his lecherous teacher. Disregarding his pupil's efforts, Wright had slipped his fingers under the waistband of both Liam's pants and briefs, tugging them down roughly to his knees.
"Oh, and screaming would be useless Liam, there's no one else but you and me."
Liam yelped and tried to bring his arms to cover himself, however his molester had held his arms back with his elbows. Mr. Wright drank in the sight before him, roughly 5 or 6 inches of adolescent cock stood erect and throbbing right in front of him. The youthful musk reached his nose and he took a deep breath, tasting the arousal of his victim.
"Very nice dick Liam," he smirked, rubbing the bulbous mushroom head and taking in the feeling of his pupil writhing in shame and pleasure beneath him. "It must've taken quite a bit to be this hard."
Liam only whimpered in shame, trying to cross his knees in futility. Of course he was hard, a homosexual adolescent canine who's being fondled and groped by a teacher he's fantasized about occasionally, would do that.
Mr. Wright chuckled a bit as one hand held down on Liam's chest, he fumbled with his own fly, and eased out his hardening shaft with a grunt, rubbing along the length. Liam's eyes went wide, seeing the ram's dick inflate even more, eventually it grew to its full size to 7 inches and 3 fingers wide. Liam's amazement of the cock was interrupted by foreign sounds just outside the door.
"Yo, Liam? You here?" An All too familiar voice came from beyond the door, "What's taking so long?"
"To-Tommy?!" Liam gasped, trying hard not to think of the tiger as Mr. Wright's paw found Liam's cock again, brushing his finger tips against the sensitive meat. Liam's breathing grew harder as his mind span out of control, being blasted by the fear of being caught by his best friend as well as the feelings of virginal pleasure simultaneously.
The door creaked open as the figure of the feline could be seen in the foggy window of the door.
"Liam?"
"Oh Shit!" Liam panicked, trying to hoist his pants up. However Mr. Wright kept a firm grip on both his shaft and chest, uttering a low growl, keeping Liam frozen as his face burned red.
"Who's that-?" The Tiger stopped as he stared at the scene before him. Mr. Wright, the old, burly goat had his best friend, a golden retriever pinned up against the wall with a hand on his cock. The tiger gulped as he saw both cocks glistening with arousal.
"M-Mr.Wright?" He stammered
"Ah, Mr. Trebule, what a coincidence."
Liam turned his head, trying hard not to look at hs best friend. The tiger wore a simple olive green jacket over a dark green t-shirt. His khaki baggy pants drooping down to his ankles. He had a fram larger than Liam, being a health freak by nature.
"I uh..." He stuttered. ‘Great,' Whimpered Liam. ‘ He's gonna freak out, scream and run out. Then everyone will know I'm a fag...and been molested.'
"I thought you said you weren't gonna touch Liam..."
‘huh?'
Liam turned to see Tommy trembling, a look of wide surprise on his face as he gulped.
"I never said that. " Mr. Wright retorted. "I said I wasn't going to hurt Liam, and as you can see, he's not hurt." Mr. Wright gave a few hard strokes to Liam's length, eliciting a few sharp gasps and yelps from the juvenile Golden Retriever.
"I have to admit it though, you were more enthusiastic when it was you."
"T-Tommy?" He whimpered.
"Shit...I'm sorry Liam, you weren't supposed to know about this...any of it..." The tiger grunted, trying hard to look away.
"Well you're here now, might as well make lemonade out of this sticky mess." The ram chuckled, releasing his grip on Liam. He stood around, not knowing what to do anymore, just hanging around, wrestling with the idea of escape. It seemed Mr. Wright knew what was in his mind as he spoke in a commanding tone.
"Liam, get on the desk." Before he could tell what he was doing, he hopped on the edge of the desk, his pants hanging by his ankles. "Tommy? Get over here."
Liam saw his childhood friend grumble as he stumbled over to the desk. He glared at Mr. Wright, wondering what he did to Tommy to make him do all this.
"Don't look at me like that Liam. I assure you, our meetings are purely consensual." He said without looking at Liam. "Which doesn't necessarily mean that he'll admit he has a tad submissive side to him."
"T-Tommy?"
"Don't look Liam..." The tiger grumbled in embarrassment.
"By all means, look. Tommy, take off your pants."
The canine listened to the ram as Tommy slipped off his khaki pants down to his ankles, pulling down the front of his shirt to hide his protruding tent. Liam gulped, noticing how huge it was.
"Briefs too." Cooed the Ram, rubbing the tiger's shoulder lewdly. Tommy growled but complied as his red briefs fell down, joining his pants. Mr. Wright took Tommy's shirt and before he could react, had pulled it over his pectorals, exposing Tommy's chest, abs, and cock to his long time friend. His orange face grew redder, despite all odds.
"Don't look!" He yelped, trying hard to cover his erection, mewling in distress.
Lim noticed he was drooling, seeing the huge 8 and a half incher cock bobbing along, with a string of pre dribbling from the bulbous head.
"Isn't he delicious looking?" Mr. Wright chuckled, pinching one Tommy's exposed nipples. "But I bet Liam tastes good too." A sinister look came over the ram's features. Tommy stared up at him, then followed his gaze to Liam, who had unknowingly adopted a hungry look to his face. Tommy's eyes widened in horror.
"Oh no Mr. Wright, not Liam, please not Liam." He whimpered, yet his cock remained hard and throbbing, betraying his own ‘feelings'.
"On your knees Tommy my boy." Mr. Wight pushed down on Tommy's shoulders, forcing him down to the cold floor. He guided Tommy's struggling body to the edge of the desk, in front of Liam.
"Hey Liam?"
"Y-Yeah Mr. Wright?"
"You'll enjoy this." With a hard shove, Liam's cock was engulfed in the quivering Tiger's muzzle.
He gasped and shivered as the new feelings flooded his senses. Tommy's silky, hot and wet mouth was forced back and forth on his needy shaft, Mr. Wright's hand guiding it along the meat.
"OooH!" Liam gasped, yet feeling guilty that his friend was forced to do this, he tried not to look down at Tommy's head bobbing up and down in his lap. Yet he can still feel the sensations as wet sensations along his private areas shook him to his core. Feelings of guilt, and betrayal mixed with his feelings of bliss, and guilty pleasure.
Yet those wrong feelings of betrayal and guilt began to wash away as he noticed that Tommy wasn't putting up a fight. He felt the tiger's tongue bath his shaft, rubbing against his sensitive underside, brushing the ridge under his head as he pulled away. His lips and throat helped build up the pleasure in Liam's body, no resistance, no scrapings against his tooth, no jerky movements as if he tried to get away. Just raw pleasure, that surged through Liam's spine. Liam was so into this, that even the feeling of fabric on his skin was enough to bring shivers to his body. He moaned in bliss, as his hands trembled, some emotional conflict remaining.
"He taste's good doesn't he?" Mr. Wright teased, keeping a firm grip on Tommy's head fur. His only reaction was to growl in humiliation and shame. The rumbling from the growl shook through Liam's cock, eliciting a long drawn out moan from the young Retriever.
He worked up the nerve to look down on his feline friend. Whimpering in fear as to what Tommy's expression might be. He was surprised to see that his friend's face was of disappointment, yet with obvious facial hints that showed he was enjoying this. Tommy stared up at Liam's face and their eyes connected. The realization that this was a real mouth, a talented mouth belonging to another organism other than his hand hit Liam straight. He clenched his eyes as his orgasm peaked.
"Rrrraarrgghhh!!" He let out a cross of a whimper and a yelp as he shot into the suspiciously eager mouth of the tiger. He arched his back as his legs involuntarily raised themselves, toes clenched tightly. He threw his head back as he unloaded into his friend, feeling the tongue tease, and coax more ejaculate from the pulsing cock. He felt each shot like a tense explosion that released waves of pure bliss into his body, the feline only too happy to lick up each one.
After an eternity, Liam's breath slowed down as he came down from his orgasmic high, the last remnants of his ejaculate slipping into the feline's throat. He gave a sharp gasp as the mouth let his still hard cock go, still sticky and wet and pulsing, as cold air hit it directly. He laid on the desk, catching his breath, head upside down, hand draped over his eyes.
"Oh...fuck..."
Tommy licked his chops, eyes cast down again, blushing hard. Mr. Wright grabbed the back of shirt and hoisted him up. He threw Tommy over the desk, effectively pinning Liam to the desk with a surprised Grunt.
"Wha-?" He turned his head and noticed Mr. Wright dropping his slacks to his knees, and getting in behind Tommy's rear. Tommy yowled as a pair of fingers slick with lube the ram kept secret forced themselves into his rear. Tommy's claws raked through the desk as he felt the thick cock push against his young pucker, defiled a long time ago.
Liam watched it all under Tommy's thick body, he saw the small thrust Mr. Wright gave behind Tommy, the instant look of pain in his friend's face, fangs clenched as the Ram entered him. He saw the motions as Mr. Wright eagerly humped Tommy's ass, a hungry look in his eyes. Seeing his friend used and abused like this...it aroused him greatly, he realized as his cock grew harder again. Trapped underneath the tiger, and the ram, whose slick thick cock forced its way into the juvenile tail hole.
It was many hours later before the pair stumbled out of the school building.
They tried not to make any eye contact as they made their way home. However, both knew this did not harm their friendship, if anything it made it stronger than before. They just had to pass this awkward stage of shame before the realization of this bond.
Luckily, it'll only last a night.
Meanwhile...
Mr. Wright looked down from the second floor balcony at the pair walking down the sidewalk. He smirked to himself as he readjusted his suit.
"God I love being a teacher."