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Lacrosse Lovers - Chapter Three -

(c) Cederwyn Whitefurr

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January, 2015.

Stephen was long out of bed, showered and gone, by the time Chloe reached out with a weak brown furred paw and slapped ineffectually at the buzzing alarm clock. Cracking one eye open, he winced and squeezed it tightly closed as the early morning sunlight cast its glare through the parted curtains and across the effeminate Stag's head.

"Too early - " Chloe murmured, more asleep than awake, as he clawed at the rumpled sheets and tried to pull them back up over himself.

Still the strident alarm rang, until Chloe moaned in self-misery and swatted it from the bedside table - knocking over the bottle of lube and other things, the alarm clock falling to the floor with a thump and continuing its annoying buzzing as it bounced under the bed.

"What did I do last night - " Chloe gurgled, as he sat up, the fur over his head disarrayed from sleep, before he used his palms to rub at his dark brown eyes, then threw back the sheet and revealed himself as naked as the day he'd been fawned.

Taking a deep breath, Chloe inhaled the unmistakable scent from last nights almost bestial lovemaking with Stephen; the room reeked of lube, musk and other scents his mind was too sleepy to try and decipher. As he swung his legs off the bed and onto the floor, his cloven hooves clicking lightly against the hardwood, he stretched and felt muscles and joints twitch and pop - but worst - was the painful twinge he got as his wedgelike tail temporarily got stuck to his rump and when he stood - it tore a few sensitive tail hairs out, causing the Stag to squeal and instinctively rub at it.

"Never again - " Chloe told himself, as he rose on trembling hooves and staggered towards the window, before grasping at the curtains and pulling them closed. Still more asleep than awake, he mumbled incoherently to himself and hunted through the closet for a light summer robe, quickly slipping it over his naked form then gazing blearily eyed into the small mirror.

"Damn Stephen - " Chloe murmured, as his fingers splayed and he began rubbing at his robed rump again. "That Stallion is certainly no Colt..."

*

Finally, Chloe made his way to the dormitory communal bathroom, where he shed his robe and hung it on a hook, before standing under the thundering spray of hot water and letting it run over him from eartips to hooves. He'd forgotten the hoof boots he was meant to wear in the shower, but he was still too sore and weary to have bothered returning to his shared dorm room to retrieve them. As he reached for the soap, he glanced out the corner of his eyes a golden coloured blur and he shook his head - tubular ears flapping as he rubbed the water from his eyes. Before he could focus, he felt strong, slightly calloused paws encircle his waist and he was gently pulled backwards.

"What...who - " Chloe gasped, ears slashing backwards, as he began to turn - then felt something intimately familiar pressed against his wet and sodden tail.

"It's me..." Come a deep, masculine voice behind him. "Where do you think you're going little Doe..."

Frowning, Chloe twisted about, then found himself nose to chest with the large, imposing Palomino form - blinking and lifting up his head, he stared into Stephen's large, dark eyes, which glistened with love and adoration for the slender stag he held in his arms.

"Stephen you bastard!" Chloe moaned, as his left paw slapped at Stephen's muscular chest. "You scared ten years off my lifespan - "

"Oh, please - " Stephen laughed, as he released Chloe and turned on his own shower.

Chloe's eyes drifted sideways, as he glanced at Stephen, admiring the sleek, athletic lines of the proud and noble Stallion - gaze lingering over-long at the thick, velvety dark coloured sheath.

"Take a picture Chloe - " Came a soft laugh. "It'll last longer - "

Chloe shrieked like a Hind, then his head twisted to the side as he stared balefully at Greytail, the young Grey Kangaroo as naked as the others, a towel draped over his shoulders. Stephen flicked an ear back, then glanced out of the corner of his eye and laughed along with Greytail, as Chloe mumbled and slicked his ears back, so ashamed of having been caught staring at Stephen the way he was.

"Relax brother,' Greytail grinned, before giving Chloe a gentle slap on the rump with a leathery paw. "What - you think you're the only gay man on campus?"

"You - " Chloe began, then snapped his gaze to Stephen, who merely grinned and then laughed with a pealing whinny.

"Chloe, I swear - I love you to death honey, but you're so gullible and innocent at times - " Stephen chuckled. "Honestly - you're so naive..."

"I never - you always said - " Chloe stammered, eyes switching from Stephen to Greytail and back again.

"So tell me," Greytail sniggered, as he tapped Stephen on the shower. "What IS this little Doe like in the..."

"I'll never tell - " Stephen snorted, holding his head up and trying to look all dominant and stern, then whickering in laughter again "No, truly - I won't, but - "

"Stephen!" Chloe wailed, his paws going to to his muzzle as he stared wide-eyed at the Stallion.

Both the Kangaroo and Stallion laughed, before Greytail grinned and shook his head.

"Chloe, I was kidding, I swear, I can smell your nervousness from way over here - you Cervine are so highly strung - it's amazing you don't snap like an overstretched rubber band."

Greytail easily sidestepped the thrown soap that Chloe heaved at him, before leaving for the lockers. Turning his attention on the larger Stallion, Chloe stepped over and stood on the tips of his cloven hooves - even then barely coming to Stephen's chin, before he slapped at Stephen's chest again - may as well been trying to bring down a mountain with a feather, for all the effect it had on the tight pectoral muscles of the Stallion.

"Keep that up little Doe," Stephen grunted, then smirked and grasped Chloe's paws in one of his, forcing Chloe's arms up over his head as he was pinned to the shower wall. "I might get excited - and take you like the adorable little Doe you are - right here, and now - I've half a mind to do it..."

"You...you're not joking, are you?" Chloe gasped, jaw falling open as his eyes widened in fear again.

"Nope...I'm not - " Stephen whispered, then placed one strong forearm under Chloe's groin and easily lifted the slender Stag up off the floor and held him there - so they were staring into each others eyes. "Right here - right now..."

Chloe's response was muffled as Stephen pressed his lips to Chloe's and kissed him deeply and passionately. Chloe moaned and tilted his head up slightly, before his ears burned a brilliant crimson and he began twitching and struggling in Stephen's strong grasp.

Stephen blinked, then broke the passionate kiss and blinked again, before he pushed himself back and glanced straight down - standing tall and proud, twitching slightly, Chloe's full exposed length was pressed against Stephen's belly.

"My my my..." Stephen grinned. "Does the little Doe think she has delusions of grandeur?"

"I...Stephen - I'm so..." Chloe whimpered, squeesing his eyes closed and trembling.

Glancing around, Stephen nodded in self satisfaction, before lowering the quivering Stag to his cloven hooves and using his right paw to walk his hooflets from the quivering head of Chloe's penis, down to the slightly thicker base. Chloe's knees nearly buckled then and there under the ticklish sensation and his breathing rapidly quickened.

"So...little Doe - you think..." Stephen breathed delicately against Chloe's right ear, his own breath growing moist, his fingers encircling Chloe's length near the base and squeesing individual fingers one at a time.

Chloe gasped and twitched even more violently, his ears turning even more red as the blush grew more pronounced, and if it hadn't been for the water cascading over him, the strong cervine musk scent would have been quite pronounced.

"Like this - do you," Stephen grinned, then with amazing gentleness and dexterity for such a large creature, he teasingly began to slide his paw delicately up and down Chloe's full shaft length - paying attention to the sensitive bulges common to a Stag's penis - and in particular - the slightly bulbous head.

"No...no, please..." Chloe began gasping, the fur on his chest hammering in time with his heart.

"No?" Stephen snorted, then slid his fingers back down and cupped Chloe's scrotum, gently rolling the furred orbs in the palm of his hand, as he tightened his grip on Chloe's wrists, keeping the panting Stag's paws up over his head. "I don't think you're in a position to say - no...little Doe."

Chloe's mind began to writhe in time to the unimagined pleasure his partner was bringing him, yet beneath all this - millennia of Cervine instincts - suppressed as they were in the anthropomorphic deer - still lingered and he began trembling violently. Stephen intensified his masturbation, then without warning, pulled Chloe close and spun him about, grasping the younger Whitetail firmly by the hips and rubbing his own thickening sheath against Chloe's wildly flagging tail.

This was all Chloe needed - his self-control lost, he began convulsing and gasping, before Stephen bit him on the shoulder gently, and Chloe shrieked like a Hind and bucked several times in Stephen's strong, firm grip. With an almost feral intensity, Chloe began ejaculating in strong, powerful spurts - the sticky semen spattering against the grouted wall and Stephen tightened his hold around Chloe's hips even tighter, nibbling the squealing Stag's shoulder, which only intensified Chloe's orgasmic release.

Even Stephen was shocked at the unexpected orgasm he had brought Chloe too, never had he seen a creature capable of such - and when at last Chloe's body twitched once more and he went limp, Stephen nuzzled his right cheek against Chloe's left one and snickered.

"Rutting season really hit you hard this year...didn't it."

Chloe couldn't answer him, his throat felt raw like it'd been abraded with sandpaper, and there wasn't a single nerve ending in his body that wasn't over-firing and causing him to tremble like he had a fever.

"Do you feel better now, my little Doe?" Stephen whispered into Chloe's back swept ears. "Not so pent up and frustrated any-more?"

Weakly, Chloe gave a barely perceptible nod, as his knees turned to jelly and if Stephen hadn't been holding him, he'd have slithered to the cold, wet floor like a boneless jellyfish.

"Oh good," Stephen grinned, as he kept rubbing his own slightly aroused self against Chloe's rump. "I won't give you your wish just yet little Doe - be a little patient, maybe later I'll show you why we Stallion's are better lovers than some Stag who is only just coming into rutting season..."

A crash behind them made Stephen turn his head to the side, unintentionally dragging the weak and trembling Chloe with him, and Stephen laughed in hysterics, as he saw Greytail sprawled on his back, his thick, heavy tail between his legs and paws working furiously - he'd been watching both Stephen and Chloe - and his ears flattened before he began to pant and gasp, before his own orgasm struck and he was helpless to do anything - under the watchful eyes of a shamed Stag and a hysterically laughing Stallion.

"Enjoy the show little Kangaroo?" Stephen playfully teased.

"I..." Greytail gurgled, then rolled over and using both the palms on his paws and long, slender hind legs, he began trying to crawl away like one of his feral cousins, his own S-shaped penis dribbling a little before he managed to disappear through the doors to the lockers.

"You never guessed, did you?" Stephen chuckled, as he licked up the left ear of Chloe, then down the right. "Greytail's more camp than Sir Elton John - always has been, but he's a bit shy..."

"He..." Chloe gurgled, rolling his eyes up to look at Stephen, whose insolent smile stretched wider.

"He watched us, he got himself off, and he had a little fun - why should I have all the pleasure in life? You and I have a wonderful, loving relationship - do not deny poor Greytail this one moment of pleasure, he's truly a lovely young man - who knows - I might invite him around one night...I hear he likes to be taken like a Doe - I don't think he'd enjoy my company - but maybe..." Stephen smiled.

"I...I couldn't - I mean - " Chloe stammered, as Stephen gently released him and he regained his footing.

"You couldn't what? Be someone's Buck? My love, you have it within you - or should I say - later - you'll have me within you...now, come along - we're already hate I imagine."

Chloe blushed again, then followed Stephen to the lockers, shaking his head and still feeling the myriad of sensations he had experienced.

*

Mid-afternoon, Chloe slipped the grilled lacrosse helmet from his head and tucked it under one arm, as he used the underside of his forearm across his sweaty forehead. He had trained hard with his squad, barely beaten the opposing team and he looked forward now, to a long hot shower and to strip off his Lacrosse uniform. It was almost skin-tight, clinging to his effeminate body like a second furred coat, and the even tighter fitting pants and leggings clung so tight to Chloe's crotch - it left virtually nothing to the imagination...

Sipping from a straw in the large bottle, as due to the structure of his muzzle, and that of other Anthropomorphic animals - Chloe could not drink from a human-like object - he sighed in contentment feeling the electrolytes and other minerals in the water replenishing his strength. As he returned to the small hut and noticing he was the last one in there, he sighed and braced his paws against the wall and began his cool-down ritual, stretching languidly from one side to the other and back again, arching his spine back until his upper body was almost level with the floor then bending forwards. He did this a dozen times, feeling tense muscles begin to loosen after the exertion of the lacrosse practice.

As he stripped himself naked, crossing his paws across his belly and stripping off the tight upper body uniform, he dropped it onto the bench and stretched once more, completely relaxed in his nakedness - of all things - living in a community like the college, he'd quickly had to learn to overcome his natural shyness - after all - sharing the showers and such with other males, the change room and so on - it still brought Chloe a little embarrassment - but it was often more easily suppressed than not.

Just as he bent over to pick up his discarded shirt, he squealed in alarm as he felt strong, powerful paws encircle his hips and pull him backwards - then the unmistakable feeling of a hard, long length pressed against his tail and lower back.

"Were you a good little Doe at practice - " Come the owner of the voice, as it's left paw slid down and caressed Chloe's sheath.

"I - " Chloe began, then took a breath and inhaled the unmistakable sweaty musk of Stephen. "Damn you Stephen, STOP creeping up on me like that - "

Stephen laughed, then nibbled Chloe's shoulder. "I promised you in the showers...a special treat - and I keep my words, now little Doe...get on your paws and knees."

Stephen stepped back, as Chloe gasped and felt a thick blindfold slapped over his eyes and it was swiftly tied behind his head, but he obediently spread apart his knees as he knelt on a thin pad on the floor - splaying out his fingers and slicking his ears back, hearing the unmistakable click of the door lock to the Lacrosse dressing sheds.

A strange scent wafted over the air to Chloe's nostrils, and he frowned, trying to place it - but this was quickly forgotten as he felt Stephen's strong fingers on one paw splaying over his back, the other he did not know where it was, or what it was doing. A wet, squelching sound was heard and Chloe trembled - partially in fear at the strange scent and partially in anticipation of what was coming - before he gasped and instinctively arched his hips up - his belly pressing downwards, as Stephen pressed the head of his penis beneath Chloe's wedgelike tail. Chloe moaned in surprise - never had Stephen been so sexually aroused - already Chloe feared the Stallion's flare was spreading even before he mounted.

"Stephen - " Chloe gasped, as he began to stand, but Stephen's gentle paws pushed him back down onto all fours.

"Shush little Doe - save your breath for the squealing I know you're capable of - I'm going to show you my lovely, little Hind - truly show you - what a real Stallion is capable of, and I know you enjoy it as much as I do...now, take a few deep breaths...that's it - one more..."

Chloe gasped as Stephen pressed his hips forwards, his penis parting Chloe's relaxed sphincter and Stephen began to gently push ever deeper, feeling Chloe's body reacting as it always had - the tight anal muscles trembling and beginning their unconscious rippling - an effect Chloe had no self-control over, but drove Stephen mad.

"Breathe little Doe," Stephen encouraged him, as he grunted and slipped his paws around Chloe's hips, then twitched and thrust a little harder - sliding the medial ring into Chloe's ever tightening body. "Gods damn you Doe...stop that muscle rippling or I'll..."

"You'll what - " Chloe began teasing, then he gasped and his hooflets gouged at the mat as Stephen gripped Chloe's hips tight and in one swift thrust, drove himself completely to the base of his length into Chloe's body - which instantly tightened its already firm grasp.

"Oh...that's it little Doe, that's it...now you're in for it - I've tried to be a nice Stallion, now you'll find out..."

Chloe giggled, then shuddered as Stephen pulled himself back - and using one paw, he guided himself back under Chloe's tail - and enthusiastically thrust himself back in. Tilting his head back, Chloe couldn't help the high pitched, Doe-like squeal of pleasure, as Stephen grunted and began dismounting then driving himself like a piston back into Chloe's increasingly eager body, making the Whitetail shriek louder and louder, until Stephen pulled him close and hurriedly stuffed a ball-gag into Chloe's muzzle and muffled his cries of delight.

"You keep that up - " Stephen grunted, as he reasserted his tight grasp of Chloe's hips, you'll have half the college here thinking someone is murdering a Hind...now - oh that's it my love, go on..."

Chloe blinked away the tears from the corners of his eyes, some were pain, most were the unimagined pleasure of having Stephen making love to him like a feral Stallion. Each sharp thrust made Chloe gasp and convulse, Stephen's velvety scrotum slapping sharply against Chloe's own - quickly bringing the younger Stag to full arousal. It didn't take long, for Chloe's scent glands to begin excreting their strong, musky scent - which only made Stephen chuckle and truly begin pounding his hips against Chloe's with each bone-jarring thrust. Chloe responded like a Mare in heat, his muscles straining and quivering in random patterns each time Stephen slid back in - feeling Stephen's breath catch in his throat and his paws quiver.

"You...little slutty Doe..." Stephen moaned, as the tendons in his neck stood out like iron rods, and sweat began dripping off his muzzle. "Stop...no...stop doing...stop it I say!"

Chloe's giggle was muffled by the gag, but he couldn't have stopped the muscular contractions if he'd wanted too - and he arched his hips up higher - giving Stephen an easier time - but as much as Chloe was enjoying this - he felt Stephen's paws beginning to shake - and Stephen tipped his head back and whinnied like a true Stallion, his tail snapping up like a pennant and flagging up and down in time with his penis, that began to send waver after wave of hot, sticky semen deeper than Chloe had ever thought possible.

It flooded Chloe's lower intestine like a tsunami, the Whitetail squealing as best he could with the gag stuffed in his muzzle, head tilted back and body shaking. Never had he experienced such a brutal lovemaking from his partner - and brutal it was - but Chloe wouldn't have changed a thing, as he squeezed his muscles tighter an tighter, intentionally encouraging Stephen's scrotum to deliver another powerful orgasm - if anything - more intense and electrifying than the first.

"You're a filthy, horrible little Hind - " Stephen ground out, as his already vice-like grip tightened even further on Chloe's hips, pulling the eager Stag closer as another orgasm send waves of pleasure rushing through Stephen's body. "I swear - you rutt like this in future...you'll get treated like the...oh...oh no...no - don't don't you - "

Chloe glanced back over his shoulder, then a smile curled the edges of his lips and he ground his rump as hard against Stephen's groin as he could - sliding another inch of the Stallion's already impressive length inside - before he squeezed down and began to wildly tremble in exhilaration and supreme knowledge, he dominated their lovemaking - not the stallion, and as Chloe watched the tears run ashamedly down Stephen's muzzle to drip onto Chloe's already sweaty rump - Chloe knew one thing...

He'd never change a thing...

To Be Continued