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"J'ai souvent beaucoup de trucs qui me passent par la tete, alors pour le coup je me suis dit autant tenter de la vider un peu, et c'est comme ça que je me suis retrouvé à écrire ces lignes."

The orca looked at the couple of lines he had wrote, he sure hated having to do an assignment in French, more so because he was pretty bad when it came to actually put his ideas on paper. He lifted his head to look at the clock next to his bed, the night was already well advanced and he only had a few hours left before having to go to school and hand this work. The slow deep snoring of his roommate luckily kept him awake and he looked down again at the glowing screen. Why in hell did he choose to go for a creative type of exercise?! The cetacean shook his head.

"More like why did I wait until now to start it..." he thought. He let out a long breath before closing his laptop and giving up; he wouldn't manage to write down a thing and was sure his teacher will enjoy watching him fail again.

He took a quick trip to the bathroom before bed, looking at himself in the mirror. Despite his tired eyes and face he looked pretty decent. He was rather tall at 6'6" and years of swimming gave him a strong back, legs and arms; he didn't have huge muscles but a definition you definitely couldn't ignore, and he was proud of it. He had the usual white and black colors of an orca, but being only a handful of them in his school still made him feel somewhat unique and noticeable which helped boost his ego. Fighting to keep his eyes open made him stop and move to bed to get his non deserved rest, hopefully he would find a way out of troubles the day after.

***** ****

He woke up with a start as his kangaroo of a roomie was hitting him with a pillow, grinning stupidly as the cetacean finally moved to protect himself. "'Morning Garrett!"

"Fuck off...", was the only answer the orca managed to produce in his still dreamy state.

"Come on, that's not how you address your best buddy!" reacted the roo, giving the other male another hit with his pillow. "Get up or we will be late dude!"

"Fine Dane, I'm coming, gimme a minute." Said the cetacean in a tired voice, getting himself of the bed before grabbing some clothes, his friend already dressed up. The senior year of high school had started a couple of months ago and the two of them had shared this room since being freshmen. "I still wonder how I ended stuck with you."

The marsupial just smiled, he was always the happy kind, "Probably speciesism, let's put those weird guys together so they don't corrupt our poor children!"

"Then they should have put me with another orca", he grabbed his bag, suddenly remembering he will have to face his French teacher after breakfast, "at least I wouldn't have to support your snoring!"

Dane just laughed as he exited the room first, the orca behind and looking at the stud's back. It was hard not too look at the perfect bubble butt of his friend, and he knew the front view was pretty enjoyable too: the roo loved to work his chest and arms and always went around shirtless in their bedroom. Garrett sure didn't minded the sight, as for the marsupial he was okay with the orca being gay, hell he was always trying to pair him with some friends of his.

As they sat down at a table for breakfast the roo opened his big mouth again. "So, since my last attempt failed, I presume you aren't into fatties? Maybe next time I should try to find someone older? Or you'd like a good old jock? I saw a guy eye me a few times in the locker room, should I present you to him?"

The orca kept his mouth shut and simply blushed, looking away.

"Come on Garrett, can't help you find the love of your life if you don't help me."

The cetacean quickly finished his tea, burning his tongue doing so. "Sorry bud, have to run!" he said while leaving in a hurry.

"You can't escape true gay love!" yelled the roo, eliciting laugh from other students in the cafeteria, an evil grin on his lips as he knew his friend probably was crimson now.

***** ****

The orca didn't stop running until he faced the door of his classroom. Why was it his first class of the day? He could have tried to write something quick during lunch break at least... "Oh well, that's what you get for trying to write a story with no idea set down first.", he cursed himself, while waiting for his doom, other of his fellow students joining him next to the door. Most of them were girls, canines and felines more specifically, all dreaming of Paris and eating croissant under the EiffelTower, while talking with a fancy French guy.

Little did they know there was no caffé under the Dame de fer, and that most people in Paris were jerks. French people in general actually, at least from personal experience with his family living there. He simply kept ignoring everyone, he wasn't the most social in the first place but the idea of being ridiculed by his teacher soon didn't help his mood.

The door opened and finally let the students in their teacher waiting behind, an old pug of a dog with a red scarf around his neck. Garrett couldn't help but cringe inside at such a cliché. The girls around were still chatting as everyone settled down and pulled out their assignment, the old dog picking them before reaching the orca's empty table with a sly grin. "So what is your excuse today, monsieur Dufour? Your printer wasn't working? Or did you simply decide that you were too good to do your homework?"

Garrett kept his eyes low as he heard the crowd giggles around him. Gosh it was already the second time today and he had been awake for barely more than an hour. "I just didn't know what to write."

"This is what you get for thinking you're a writer jeune homme. It is the third time this trimester, I think I've been patient enough, you'll go in detention this Wednesday afternoon." Answered the pug, a somewhat sorry look on his face.

The orca actually didn't know if he should take it as an insult or disappointment, before realizing something "Wait sir! There is the swimming competition this Wednesday! You can't do that!"

"I can, and I am doing it." Was all the pug said while writing down a note, "You should have thought about it beforehand. Now enough time lost, que la leçon commence."

***** ****

Garrett slammed the door behind him as he went back to his room. The day had been nothing but a series of failure from them on, bad results at a test he was sure he had aced, the swim coach refusing to put down a good word to allow him to take part in the competition and push away the detention, and a creepy old bear who came to him asking if he wanted a ride.

Luckily Dane wasn't there yet so he could have some alone time. He sat down on his bed and took his laptop, and loaded his favorite website. He quickly browsed through the videos to find something that fit his taste, the title "Rough dobie cop" got his attention and he slipped a hand in his pants as the short movie started. Now that was what he fantasized on, rough uniform guys, taking what they wanted and the muscular dog in the vid sure fit that description.

As he was slowly moving his hand on his crotch the door opened with a bang, letting his best friend in.

"Oooops! My bad! Should have knocked." Said the marsupial as he surprised the orca, not stopping his walk, almost bouncing his way to the cetacean bed. "Did you meet that cute bear?"

"I...", he thought for a second, the only bear he saw was... "Oh god! It was you?!"

"Yeah, I created you an account on all those gay apps, just to help! You really need to get laid." Beamed the kangaroo.

"This... This is wrong on so many levels Dane..." The orca stated. "You know he could be some kind of pervert wanting to kidnap me?"

"And you know you'd be strong enough to knock down most guys. Except me." He answered while removing his shirt and flexing for the show. "You should remove your hand from your pants though."

The orca became crimson again, locked in silence as he did so, and ashamed his friend caught him in that situation. Again.

"You know Garrett, would be much easier if you just told me what you are after." He quickly snatched his friend's computer and put the video back on before he could react. "Hoho, so that's what you're into? Guess I should change the gift I was going to get you for your birthday."

The monochromatic male simply stood up and exited the room, muttering an "Asshole" on his way, tears filling his eyes.

The roo understood he crossed the line this time but too late, following him in the corridor. "Come on bud, it's not that bad! Come back! I'm sorry okay?" But he was just met with silence.

***** ****

The cetacean was lying at the bottom of the pool, looking through water at the roof, it has been a few minutes now and he knew he could still stay there for a while but went back to the surface. From swift movement from his powerful finned tail it took him just an instant. Swimming always helped empty his head, and he still couldn't believe Dane had done that.

Sure, he knew the roo was just joking and didn't mean anything bad but still... That was a private matter. Hell saying you were into rough dom leather or uniform stuff was like coming out all over again! He helped himself out of the water and slowly made his way to the locker room after a quick shower to get the chlorine scent out. As he got there he was met with a familiar face. One he didn't wanted to see.

"Hey..." Said the marsupial while holding out a bag. "You left without taking clothes to change yourself."

Garrett simply took it without uttering a word, simply an annoyed click.

The kangaroo's ear flicked at the sound and he avoided looking at his friend directly. "Listen, I'm sorry I screwed up okay? I was only joking, you should know me by now."

"You hurt me Dane..."

"I know! I didn't think you'd take it that bad." That sad look on his face made the orca's heart stir.

"Why do you need so bad to know what I like?"

"Just 'cause I want you happy. You're my best friend and I want what's best for you, you're always alone and keeping everyone at arm length." The roo pushed.

"I have you, that's already plenty enough." Blurted the orca.

"You know what I mean..." Dane insisted.

The orca dried himself and put on his clothes. Sure, he wished he had someone, but while he enjoyed those videos he wasn't sure he would like that for real. And how to even find someone who'd be into it in the first place anyway? He started going for the exit, looking above his shoulder at the roo. "You coming? I'm tired and just want to hit the sack."

***** ****

Wednesday came quickly, and he found himself trapped in detention despite his best effort. He was constantly looking in the direction of the swimming pool, even if he couldn't see it from where he was. The slow tic toc from the clock was driving him crazy as all he wanted was to be in the water and swim toward victory.

The cetacean looked at the only other student in there for what seemed like the hundred times. He was a lanky husky, scribbling something on a notepad, who lifted his muzzle and smiled at him when he noticed the orca's eyes on him.

Garrett frowned and turned his head toward the old pug who was watching over the two of them, he considered him for a moment before pulling out his laptop, deciding that while it was too late for his assignment. He wasn't one to give up and would write something, and soon his fingers wandered on the keyboard.

"L'homme regagna sa chambre mais n'était pas préparé à ce qu'il allait voir. Son collocataire se trouvait étendu sur son lit, respirant ses sous-vetements tandis qu'un gode faisait des vas et vients dans son..."

The cetacean stopped right there, his cheeks crimson. What was wrong with him? Starting to write poor amateurish porn now?! He noticed the young dog was still looking at him with a curious look, cursing his white skin for doing nothing to hide his blush.

Sadly he still had an hour left before he could escape the room, he expired slowly and waited for time to pass. But repeated whispers kept him from doing that in peace; he finally gave up and looked at the husky. "What?" he asked in an almost exasperated voice.

The dog's ears lowered. "I just wondered why you're here..." Came the shy reply.

The orca rolled his eyes, a pointless talk; maybe it would help pass time at least. "I killed someone."

"WHAT?" shouted the husky, which was quickly followed by a "Silence!" from the teacher in charge.

Garrett couldn't believe his eyes. "Wow, you really believed that? I just didn't do my homework." He answered in a whisper, before adding "What about you?"

"Skipped classes, I was sick but the school nurse didn't trust me." The dog blushed a bit; he was almost cute like that. "Sorry you couldn't make it to the competition."

"Hum? How you know about that?" asked the black and white male, a bit taken aback.

"I always go to support the swim team! Well except this time... I wish I could join but I have no chances against, well, guys like you."

The orca paid more attention to the husky, he knew some people watched the competition but never paid much attention to the fans. The dog had a clear brown fur covering his back and head and white fluff emerging from his shirt, his hands were the same color as his back and his ice a bright green. Garrett didn't remembered ever seeing him, but he knew what the dog meant, the team was filled with water mammals like him or species used to water like otters, cats and dogs didn't stood a chance.

"Good to know we have fans. And don't worry, I'm sure you'd beat me at race." He said, almost feeling lame for that, he then extended a hand. "I'm Garrett by the way."

The husky shook it, with an almost proud smile on his muzzle. "David, pleased to meet you."

The old pug chose that moment to speak up. "I SAID SILENCE!"

***** ****

As he exited the detention room the husky quickly followed him; the cetacean only looked at him quickly above his shoulder but didn't slow down. Sure it was too late to be part of it but he could still see the end of the competition, by now the team relay was probably about to start. He stopped at the entrance, the dog bumping into him. "You didn't have to come."

"I didn't want to miss that!" stated the brown and white male.

Garrett let out a click, making the dog's ears flinch, unaware of the meaning. He then proceeded to enter the pool area and managed to spot Dane in the crowd, making his way to the kangaroo, the husky still on his trail. As he saw him the marsupial waved and pulled him into a headlock.

"There you are, you know it will be your fault if we lose this one?" he then noticed David "And who's that? You found yourself someone?"

The husky really felt small when facing the roo, yet extended his paw, not really sure what he meant before. "I'm David, I was in detention too and a big fan of the team!"

Dane shook the paw, his big one simply engulfing it but careful not to squeeze too hard, grinning before looking at the still trapped orca. "A big fan huh? Now that's a surprise."

Garrett managed to escape the headlock and gave a small punch to his friend's arm. "It's not what you think. Anyway, who won which category so far?" He gave a quick look at the dog who seemed oblivious to the under tone of the conversation.

"We won the 50 and 100m, safe for butterfly, but that's your domain usually. There is just the relay medley left."

The monochromatic male was pensive for a moment; his team will probably win, or end second at least. They usually sent him for the butterfly part, but considering they won freestyle, breast and backstroke even a poor result on the relay will assure the school to end first.

He simply sat down to enjoy the last part, gesturing to his friend to take a seat, while the smaller dog sat on his other side without a word. "Nothing to worry about then."

The competitors took position, the red and yellow colored swimsuit of his school wore by a slim otter for the first part, while the other schools had aligned a dolphin and a beaver. The small crowd gently applauded, swimming certainly wasn't the most famous sport or the one that fired the crowds but that's what Garrett was good at, and he made sure to woo his teammate.

As the start was giving they all dived and glide through water, the second relay already taking place, just a matter of seconds for the different swimmers to reach an extremity of the pool before coming back. "We are already leading!" exclaimed David, his tail wagging which brought a smile on the orca's lips, that in turns elicited a small chuckle from the roo.

The orca didn't need to look at his team to know the next one would be a phin, the guy was a bit faster than him but he usually justified that by a bigger frame and resistance to water. Apparently one of the other school had a mixed team as a girly coypu took place, the last one was another otter. Not too original but again, only some species could hope to get good result in swimming competitions. The relay was effectuated and to his surprise, despite the short advantage his team had the coypu managed to catch up, passing relay to the third guy while the last school was left far behind.

The crowd was starting to get a bit tense, Dane's ears were flat and the husky stood still, holding their breath as the last relay was about to start. The orca didn't had time to look at the previous swimmers but the last round being usually his, he looked at who he would have been up to, and couldn't remove his eyes of a guy. A strong tiger shark all in muscles, a tight black and green singlet hugging his body in just the right way and leaving his back uncovered to leave his fin free, such an eye candy that he lost all interest for the competition an instant, until the male disappeared from his sight and dived into water.

He suddenly noticed the look of both Dane and David on him, as well as the small bulge forming in his shorts, muttering an excuse as he rushed to the bathroom. He passed some water over his face: he really needed to calm down. Certainly the roo didn't mind as he had seen worst, as for the dog... He knew him for barely more than an hour, he shouldn't be already affected by what he could think of him.

The cetacean ended blaming his hormones for getting horny at the sight of that random shark, that hot bastard. He heard applauds in the background, signaling the race was over, unless they started giving trophies already, it went kinda quick after all.

After pondering if he should go back for a bit he eventually left the bathroom as the different swimmer were joining the locker room, his eyes again falling on the predator who wore a proud grin and walked as if nothing could stop him, his singlet was halfway down already, leaving a better view of his chest and ample pectorals. He was chatting and laughing with his teammates, no doubt he led them to victory. Their eyes crossed for a second which pushed Garrett to pick up his pace and join back his friend, or was it friends now? Next to the now empty pool were the kangaroo and husky waiting for him, the smaller male sure decided to stick!

"Sorry for that." simply said the cetacean, as he reached their level.

"No worries!" said Dane, "And now that it's over I think we can have some fun in the pool too, I'm sure you need it bud."

David on his side lowered his ears. "I don't have my swim trunk with me."

"Then you will just watch us!" the orca couldn't help but smile at the cute display, he then proceeded to remove his clothes, already wearing his swim gear under them as he had some hope to make it there in time. He jumped into water quickly followed by the marsupial, he was a terribly bad swimmer but always had fun playing like a child at throwing water, and seeing him with even less clothes on sure added to the orca's pleasure.

Garrett though didn't took risk and started going for length, alternating between styles as he heard David growl at the kangaroo for trying to wet him, finally getting some peace. It turned out that it was a bad idea to let his friend have fun when they exited water and found their clothes completely drenched though.

The husky accompanied them to the shower, the room still fogged from the different people that passed there not long ago. As he started soaping his body, Garrett looked at the dog with more attention, the dog lathering the product all over his body though he didn't entered in contact with the chlorine, his back turned to the orca who had a clear view on the butt tank to a tail slightly raised.

He noticed Dane had already left the room and, after gulping down finally decided to make a move. The way the dog decided to stick, how he looked at him every time he blushed, hell, watching swimming competition which was as close as watching naked guys as you could get. Approaching the smaller male, David turned just in time for the orca to lower and give him a kiss, hoping to seal fate.

The warmth he felt as their lips met was unlike anything he knew before, he could hear his heart thump in his ears, adrenaline rushing through his veins at his first kiss, his arousal rising quickly as his arms moved to take the brown and white male in his arms.

What he didn't expect was for it to end so abruptly, pushed away with force by the canine, whose eyes were filled with fear and anger. All it took was a second. A never-ending second in which their eyes were locked, before David opened his muzzle "What the fuck are you doing?!"

"I... I just thought..." the orca began to stutter.

"You thought what? THAT I WAS A FAG?!" the dog yelled, his fists clenching and position changing, fear disappearing from his eyes, now filled with nothing but hatred.

"But you were... I was... It's a mistake, sorry!" Garrett took a step back, despite the size different between the two male he felt like the smaller one at that very moment. He couldn't believe it, he really had done that? Before his mind could think more he felt a violent pain, as the husky just punched his face. "I don't know why I did that..." he clicked in a pathetic way.

As the canine got closer the sea mammal saw someone grab him, his eyes filled with tears, his mind lost in haze as he never expected it to happen, he wasn't aware of what went on around him anymore.

***** ****

The orca woke up in his bed, lights were off safe for a small one coming from his roommate's side. He wasn't sure what happened anymore until the pain came back, as he put a hand on his eye it felt swollen. He remembered the shower, the ecstasy and pain he went through in just a minute, but his mind kept blocking some events from him.

Tears came back too, but he wasn't sure if it was from the physical or psychological pain, actually, he didn't cared. He heard something shuffle and soon the shape of Dane came to sit on his bed and put an arm around him. The roo didn't spoke, he just held his friend tight, to make him know he was there for him and nothing would change it.

It took time until Garrett ran out of tears, he just rested his head on his roomie's shoulder and muttered a tank, too exhausted to do more than that. The roo gave him a last tight hug and left his side. "You should get some rest..."

The cetacean nodded. "I'm sorry I made you go through that."

"Through what? Helping my best friend? The little fucker got lucky I wasn't the one putting him down. It's all my fault, with the dumb stuff I said I pushed you in that direction..."

"Don't say that. You only wanted me happy..." the orca said.

"Yeah," the marsupial's ears were low "should have tried to protect you instead."

It was Garrett's turn to go to his friend to comfort him. "You did. And you are doing it now too."

Dane gave him a weak smile. "As long as you don't try kissing me too."

The sea mammal grabbed him by the ears, laughing "You jerk."

"S-stop that! I'm sorry, let me go!" he managed to escape before smiling at the cetacean "Glad to see a smile on your face."

Garrett smiled to his friend and went back to his bed. "Time to sleep, want to put this day behind me. Night bud." It only took him an instant to drift off once he buried his face in his pillow.

***** ****

The next morning his routine restarted, random chat with the roo in front of breakfast, following classes and struggling against boredom, thinking of what to do as the weekend was almost there. Part of him was glad he didn't ran into David; thinking of it, they didn't even knew in which year he was, there probably weren't any chance he meets him again.

The orca reached his locker to get his books for the afternoon, he was going to face his French teacher again. Hopefully this time he will go unnoticed by the teacher; it wasn't his fault if he had some roots there, he wasn't supposed to do great based on that sole fact.

He headed to the class and sat at his usual spot, his phone vibrating to signal him for a notification. He decided to ignore it for now as the old pug was already looking at him. The lesson eventually started, and with his bad accent the dog started to discuss the wonderful literary legacy that French gave to the world, which felt a bit exaggerated. The orca's phone vibrated again, making the pug's ears twitch before he turned entirely, his eyes locked on Garrett.

"Now now, why am I surprise? Monsieur Dufour, again." the dog punctuated with a frown and click of the tongue.

"I'm sorry sir, not my fault if someone tries to contact me." was the orca's only defense, even if he knew it wouldn't save him.

"You should have turned it off jeune homme, I guess the detention hour didn't help you consider this class more seriously."

The sea mammal wasn't sure if and what to respond, he simply looked at his teacher and waited to see how it twill end.

"Consider this your first and last warning for today." The teacher went back to his lesson and the student quickly shut his phone down along with a few of his classmates who didn't want to suffer the dog's attention.

As the bell rang and he started packing his book and notepad, the pug stopped the orca "Can I talk with you for a minute?"

"Hmmm, yes, sure?" answered Garrett, putting his bag down and unsure of what his teacher wanted.

The dog simply looked up at his student for a while before asking "What happened to you mister Dufour? I never took you for the greatest student but I didn't think you'd be one to get into troubles."

Despite the half insult, it took a moment for the sense of the phrase to dawn on him. "Oh! You mean this?" the orca pointed at his black eye. No one else really paid attention to it as his black skin naturally hidden it, up to this point. "I... I'd rather not talk about it mister Bordo."

The pug was having none of that though. "Young man I asked you a question, it's my responsibility to ensure my students' safety. Are your parents beating you?"

"What? No! I don't even live with them."

"Is someone bullying you then? Or are you hanging with bad crowds?" kept enquiring the old dog.

Garrett simply sighed. "No, nothing like that. I... I've been assaulted yesterday."

"Is the responsible a student here? Or do you know his name?" pushed the teacher.

The orca looked away. He knew who did this, but what would he get out of it? He ended shaking his head. "No sir, I don't know who it was..."

After considering him for a moment the dog simply let out a breath. "Fine, my door is open if you want to talk about it." He wrote down an excuse on a paper and handed it to his student. "Now go before being even later for your next class".

The day ended without more troubles and Garrett wasn't about to complain about that. As he headed to his bedroom he could hear some metallic sound coming from inside, one he easily identified as he opened the door.

Dane was inside, shirtless as usual when at "home", his fur matted with sweat and muscles pumped as he lifted weights. The orca took pleasure in watching him workout, and breathing in the strong musk that was filling the room, but when he felt himself hardening he decided to interrupt his friend's session.

"Hey, gym was closed?"

The roo almost let go his dumbbells in surprise. "Oh, hey buddy of me! Yeah, it's in renovation so I pulled out the good old weights!" he said before restarting to work on his biceps, showing off for his friend.

"Sorry to hear that," he went to his bed, blushing and avoiding looking at the marsupial "maybe you can come to the pool with me this weekend for the training?"

"But you know I suck at swimming!" answered Dane, putting his dumbbells away to start working his abs.

The cetacean decided to present things differently. "And you know it's a great cardio, as well as nice workout for your whole body?"

"Fine, but don't expect me to do as much as you."

Garrett was glad he got his friend's interest and smiled at seeing him accept this easily. The truth is, he actually didn't want to go there on his own, still shaken by the eve's event. He grabbed his phone from his pocket and turned it on, remembering that he got a couple of notifications during his French lesson.

He started with the message app keeping the Facebook one for later, then his phone restarted vibrating more and more, as dozens of messages kept coming, all from the same unknown number. "Fag", "faggot", "die", "fucking queer", was all the messages contained.

He never had been in the closet, nor did he advertise his sexuality, but it was the first time he faced such hatred. He started shaking and let his phone drop on the floor, memory from the day before coming back to his memory, the hatred, the pain... He knew who it was, he had no idea how David got his number but it couldn't be anyone else, in just a day the dog managed to fuck up his life.

The orca was angry at the husky, angry for making him feel so weak and helpless; he started having difficulties breathing as the tears came back again. His head started spinning and he thought he was going to throw up until he felt two strong hands on his shoulders, and lips against his.

Arms soon circled his waist and pulled him against a strong chest, his lips slightly parting to let a tongue enter his maw, a moan escaping as he realized what was going on. His friend was kissing him. His straight, buff, kangaroo friend was giving him a passionate kiss, and he was letting him do, and even enjoying it as he felt his cock hard and throbbing and needing attention. But as if realizing what was going on Dane broke the kiss and looked at the orca with panic in his eyes. Neither teens could find word.

"I..."

"Hum...." Garrett hesitated before speaking more.

"I... I just couldn't stand seeing you like that, I wanted you to... I don't know." said the marsupial, having troubles finding his words.

The cetacean didn't know what to say, not how to react to what just happened. Should he just laugh it off? Or did it mean something more? He felt a hand rest on his shoulder, at least his friend didn't plan on running away.

"Look Garrett I... I care for you. It felt awkward, but it's all I could think of."

"Yeah but, what does that mean?"

The roo looked at him intently, and the orca noticed he was blushing a bit. "Nothing. Well, no," he caught himself as his friend frowned, "I mean... You are my best friend. I couldn't protect you last time, I had to do something this time."

"You are just avoiding the obvious topic here." The orca stated. His hopes were going down, of course his friend wasn't going to magically fall for him.

Dane let out a long breath. "I somehow hoped it would feel right. But it didn't. I want the best for you, but it seems it's not me."

As weird as it sounded, the cetacean felt glad. His friend going to such length just for his sake was heartwarming, and he puts a hand on the roo's, looking him straight in the eyes. "So I guess I can't get another kiss?"

The marsupial instantly cheered up and caught him in a headlock. "You jerk, I'll teach you to make fun of me!"

Garrett struggled for fun, but was mainly laughing, happy that things with his roommate weren't weird. "I'm soooo going to use that against you!"

"Dammit, I'll never hear the end of it, will I?"

Dane eventually released the orca and picked up his phone, looking at it, frowning and his ears lowering as he read the messages before speaking his mind. "I'm going to kill the little fucker."

"Or, I can get him expelled and avoid you jail?" tried to temper the sea mammal.

"Yeah, seems smarter..." the roo admitted. "And who's that Tankred guy?"

"Hum?" Garrett then picked his phone, paying attention to the other notification asking for friendship over Facebook, the icon showing a shark face he wasn't sure to recognize. He looked at the profile to see some public information, showing the guy was from another school which made him tilt. "I think it's...", he blushed a bit "I think it's that shark from the pool."

"Oh, the one who knocked down that bitch of a husky?"

"What? I thought it was you!"

The kangaroo raised an eyebrow. "I wish, but nah. When the dog passed me running and you didn't came I went to see what was happening. You were on the ground and the shark was trying to talk you out of stupor, I simply brought you back to our room after he told me what happened."

The orca didn't wait a second more to accept the invitation after hearing that.

***** ****

The weekend came and Garrett had been too shy to poke the shark over the social network, yet he was constantly keeping the page open on his laptop. The roo on his side was simply feeling desperate at the pathetic sight. "Just do it already."

"But what if he doesn't want to talk to me?" the orca asked a bit panicked.

"He is the one who sent you that invite right?" his foot was tapping in annoyance.

"Yeah, but maybe he is busy and I'll bother him?"

The marsupial decided to take things in hands and snatched his friend's laptop, sitting on him to prevent him from moving and sent a simple "Hi" to the water predator. "There you go." he said before handing back the machine.

The sea mammal looked at his friend in horror, quickly adding more content not to look utterly lame to the shark's eyes, typing a _"Thanks you for the other day"_before turning back to his friend and muttering a thanks.

Long minutes passed, eyes glued to the screen and fighting the need to blink in fear to miss the moment the answer would pop. Eventually with a small bipping sound it appeared, making the orca's heart skip a beat.

Tankred:"Hey"

Well. Now that was less than he expected. Garrett started to feel a bit disappointed when more text showed up on his screen.

Tankred:"Hope you're feeling better"

"He is hoping I feel better!" exclaimed the orca, he was almost bouncing.

The kangaroo simply rolled his eyes and let out a sarcastic "Great."

Garrett:"It's been a rough time but yeah"

Tankred:"How come a big guy like you went down that easily?"

He felt a bit ashamed. It's true he is a good head taller than the husky, but he wasn't sure if he should mention what happened before the punch.

Garrett:"I was stupid"

Tankred:"First time you faced homophobia?"

Now he had no idea how the shark knew about that. He looked up to Dane but his friend was too taken in some reading and he didn't want to bother him more than necessary. And he started fearing he was being too slow to answer.

Tankred:"You can tell me you know. Heard him call you fag, it's why I came"

Garrett:"Yeah... First time I was assaulted. You don't mind?"

Tankred:"Nope. Now was that roo who came your bf?"

He lifted his head and knew he wouldn't let the occasion pass to make fun of his friend. "He wonders if we are together."

"You wish." answered the roo even if he was hiding a blush behind his book, his low ears giving it away.

"Hey, you are the one who kissed me buddy." stated the cetacean now grinning fully.

The marsupial almost disappeared at the comment, sinking lower and lower in his bed while grumbling something. Proud of the outcome the orca turned back to his computer to notice the shark was still waiting for an answer.

Tankred:"?"

Garrett:"Nah, he is just my roommate"

Tankred:"Oh, okay. Just assumed."

Garrett:"No problem."

He wasn't sure what topic to use to launch the conversation further, but something came back to his mind as he noticed the time.

Garrett:"Sorry, have to go. Swim training"

Tankred:"You're part of your school's team? Why you weren't there Wednesday?"

Garrett:"Was in detention"

Tankred:"A bad boy, I like that"

The orca let out a chuckle and blushed a bit at the comment.

Garrett:"Yeah, I killed someone"

_ _ Tankred: "No wonder coming from a killer whale. What you run as?"

Garrett: "I'm usually the one going for butterfly style, what about you?"

Tankred:"Same and team captain. We should swim together, curious to see if I missed a worthy opponent"

Garrett:"Maybe next weekend? Though you might not get that victory you want. Have to go now, bye!"

Tankred:"I always get what I want"

He closed his computer without taking time to read the last message, grabbed his bag and reminded his best friend of his promise to accompany him before the two teens head out together.

***** ****

The rest of the weekend and the following week passed quickly. The orca finally came clean to his French teacher as he had been showing support, explaining what happened and that David was responsible of it. The old pug was only half surprised by it, and promised to make his best to have the young husky at least pass in front of the school principal for his behavior, and hoped to get him expel for a few days. He was grateful that Bordo wouldn't push on more the subject of his homosexuality.

Garrett spent a lot of time chatting with the shark during the week, the swimmer was actually pretty nice and their silly rivalry on who was the best pushed him to do better in his training as they had agreed to meet each other this weekend. Meanwhile Dane was just being overly protective and refused to let him go alone in case the big fish just wanted to lure him in a trap to bash him for being gay, and refused to let the orca go on his own.

On Saturday they pushed the door of the city pool, luckily Tankred was studying in the neighbor city only a few miles away so it wasn't too much trouble to organize. The shark was already waiting for them inside, waving a hand and not showing any sign of being disturbed by the roo's presence. They shook hands once they reached him.

"Hey, pleased to meet you more properly." said the buff shark, flashing a smile.

"My pleasure!" was eager to say Garrett.

"Hi." simply said David.

"You're a swimmer too?" asked the shark curious, starting to head to the locker room.

"Nah, just accompanying my bud." the marsupial replied.

The three males entered separated stall to change themselves, the orca suddenly feeling very self conscious as he remembered his reaction the last time he saw the shark. As he exited he saw the two other teens were already in gear, the roo with a red short trunk showing almost too much and the shark back in his black and green school suit who actually sported a bigger bulge than he remembered, and seeing them like that pushed Garrett to compare them.

They were actually pretty close in height if you didn't considered the roo tall ears, as for the muscle side he would have a hard time guessing who'd won if they were to wrestle down. And he ended moving his towel in front of his crotch as he was having a hard time indeed while the two teens were chatting.

"-ook great, guess you workout?"

"Yeah, want to stay on top." answered Dane, flexing for the show. "And you're not half bad yourself Tankred."

"Thanks, I'm the same, aiming for best only! And please just call me Tank." he then led the way, his long tail swinging behind him.

"Maybe he isn't a bad guy." whispered the roo to his orca friend.

They soon were swimming length, the poor marsupial quickly left behind as the two swimmers were just warming up, doing their best not to lose an inch to the other. The roo got tired of their routine after half an hour and left the water, which caught their attention.

"...Something wrong?" enquired Garrett, panting a bit.

"Nah, just tired, can't keep up with you guys." waved off Dane.

"Sorry, didn't think about it. Take a bit to rest bud." proposed the orca.

"What about you being our referee then? I want to prove your friend I'm faster than him." added the shark.

That made the orca clicks. "Yeah, keep thinking that."

"Okay guys, then the first who comes back win." he sat himself between two lines while the cetacean and shark prepared themselves to die. "Ready. Set. GO!"

Both teens propelled themselves and quickly emerged, assuming their style of predilection and gliding through water, their body designed to swim and years of experience moving quickly and with grace, their tail propelling them, as if water opposed no resistance to them. They initiated their trip back in unison, the roo having a hard time saying who was leading as the orca and shark gave their best and pushed themselves to their limits. It was less than a fraction of second that separated them, if he had blinked Dane would probably have missed it. The two water predator looked at each other, smiling despite being exhausted, before turning to the kangaroo with expectation as neither of them knew for sure who won.

With ears flat, he shook his head. "Sorry Garrett, but Tank won."

"Woot!" The shark reacted, while the sea mammal swore.

"It doesn't count, it was not a competition..."

"Don't be a sore loser now. He beat you fair and square." the marsupial said while rubbing the top of his head. "Now come out guys, don't want to catch a cold."

They headed for the shower and the warm water soon started running. While soaping himself Garrett couldn't help but glance at the shark. His suit wasn't protecting his chest anymore, covering just his crotch area while his muscles were pumped from the exercise. On the other side Dane had his fur covered in soapy bubbles, his pecs plumps even at rest.

As bad an idea as it was, he slipped a hand in his trunks, rubbing his hard meat as he was too aroused by the sight of the two strong males next to him. Though he jumped when he felt two hands on his shoulder, quickly followed by a kiss in his neck.

"Sorry, but I couldn't keep my hands off of you longer..." whispered the shark, his hand starting to move to rub over the orca's back.

"W-wait, what are you doing?" the cetacean fought a moan as he felt the rough hands pass over his dorsal fin, a soft spot of his.

"Nothing you don't want as bad as I do."

He turned Garrett so the two faced, eyes filled with lust as they kept looking at each other, until the orca moved first and closed the gap between them as their lips met. The shark quickly parted his lips but didn't lost control of the situation, pushing the weaker male against the wall as well as his tongue in his beak, the water running on their bodies.

The sea mammal wasn't inactive, his broad tongue started wrestling with the predator's, while his hands explored his chest. He could feel the raw strength under the thick skin, the plump pecs almost bouncing under his touch, it was nothing like the little he experienced before in Dane's embrace, this guy wanted him. He then explored the broad back, panting and clicking in pleasure as their snout stayed mashed while the shark's hand reached his butt cheeks, pressing their torso together, and feeling the radiating warmth that emanated from both tented swimwear.

"I... Think I will leave you two now." said a crimson kangaroo.

"You can join if you want." bluntly said Tankred, looking at the bit of pink poking from his shorts.

"No thanks. And you should get somewhere less public." he hurried out.

"I think he is right." added the orca.

They followed quickly and entered a stall together, locking it behind them, the shark all over the killer whale in just a second. He resumed the kiss, trying to dominate his tongue this time while his hands lowered the swim trunks and freed the orca's arousal. Garrett on his side kept kneading every inch of muscle the stronger male had, enthralled at the idea of being under such a hunk. As the kiss stopped he inched forward to resume it but a firm hand kept him away while another squeezed his cock.

"Nice tool you have here, how big is it?" wondered the shark while jerking the pure white pole.

"It's 6 inches long..." he lets out a moan as the other teen played with his sack and nibbled on his neck. "And 3 large."

"Damn! No wonder I had a hard time putting my hand around it."

The tiger shark got on his knees, almost sitting on the orca's long tail, kissing the black and white chest until he reached the sizeable meat and engulfed it in his maw. It wasn't his first blowjob, but the shark sure was talented!

He managed to adjust to his girth easily and made a good use of his tongue, lathering the whole fleshtube in spit while gridding his still trapped manliness against the orca long finned tail. He put a hand on Tankred's head, hoping he wouldn't mind as he thrust lightly in the eager snout, not wanting his crush to gag, which was quickly responded by a moaning and an increase of the pace.

A finger started poking his hole and penetrated him, only increasing the pleasure from the blowjob he was receiving, hands playing with his balls and his orgasm building quickly from how pent up he was and the thrill of getting caught.

"I'm almost... There..." he clicked, ready to burst, but the second finger getting in him and bit of teeth teasing his dick did nothing to stop him. "Hnnnnnnnnnngh, fuck!"

He shot his load, his balls bouncing and cock throbbing as his seed filled the shark's mouth. Tankred looked up at him with a grin while gulping it down, not letting it slip past his lips until he was sure the orca was milked for all he was worth, before pulling Garrett in a kiss and sharing some of the cum he had kept in mouth, making him blush brightly.

"That was not bad. Now it's my turn to have fun."

"W-wait. It's hum... I never..." he couldn't finish his phrase as those lips pressed again against his.

"It's okay, won't go hard on you." The shark reassured him before removing his suit, standing in his naked glory. "Now why don't you return the favor for a bit before I get your butt?"

Garrett's cheeks were red as he got on his knees, the strong guy behavior did turn him on a lot, and he looked at the erected pink cock facing him. By the look of it it must have been close to 8 inch and it smelled strongly, he gave it a tentative lick, passing his tongue over from base to tip, it was salty and tasted a bit like chlorine but that didn't stopped him.

He opened his maw and took it, almost getting half in before he had to stop himself, and put his hand around the rest to jerk it, which by the grunts he heard above him was well appreciated. He bobbed his head up and down the length, a hand quickly coming to rest on his head and pushing him lower every time, feeling the tip slide a bit in his throat and fighting his gag reflex.

"You're doing well, but I want to dump my load in your sweet butt. Get on all fours." Tankred ordered.

The cetacean quickly executed himself, and he felt his tail pulled up as the shark rested it on his shoulder before aligning his long pole with the orca's entrance.

"If it hurts, just tell me, I will slow down."

"Okay." He was grateful that the teen would do that for him.

He breathed slowly until the strange feeling of something penetrating him started. While he got a quick preparation it was still far bigger than the finger he got there just a minute ago, and he gritted his teeth as the tube of flesh slowly made its way in him. Inch after inch pushed in him, he let out a weak whine which made Tankred stop for a second until he nodded his head to signal he was ready for more.

After a long couple of minutes he finally felt the shark's hips meet with his rump, hint that the hardest part was behind him, allowing him to breathe again and get adjusted to the size of his partner. The pain had faded away and the feeling was nothing bad, but he didn't saw while it was so enjoyable until the predator started to move his meat and met his prostate on the way out, sending a chill down his spine and eliciting a moan from him.

This made Tankred smirk and know the orca was ready, he then settled for a slow pace, using half of his length to fuck Garrett, his hands holding on his shoulders or rubbing his back depending the moment.

"Feels good?" he inquired, while going all the way out before pushing himself back in, grunting as the tight tunnel was hugging his cock in all the right way.

"Oh god yes! Please don't stop!" Almost screamed the cetacean as his prostate was poked again, instinctively moving to meet the pounding he was receiving.

The orca enjoyed every second of it as the stronger teen picked on the pace, remembering an earlier reaction he lowered himself down to nibble on Garrett's fin, getting a loud moan as a response. The two moved in harmony, the orca feeling a hand clenching on his dick and jerking him while he was fucked, the shark now going full speed at him and using his strength to go deeper with every thrust.

Being his first experience as a bottom the cetacean didn't lasted long and just lost it here and there, his cum splatting on the ground as it was pushed out of him with every slam from the shark's hips. His ass clenched on the invading meat with every rope of semen he shot, driving Tankred over the edge as he erupted in the asshole of the smaller male, biting on his shoulder to suppress a yell of pleasure.

Both stayed still, panting, as seed kept coming out of their dick, riding their orgasm for as long as possible until the shark reluctantly slipped out of his prey and stood on his feet, helping the orca up.

"Told you, I always get what I want." he kissed Garrett tenderly, holding him in a strong hug while their tail entwined.

"Yeah, you're right Tank." he was still fighting to catch his breath, his legs a bit weak but glad for the support the strong arms procured him.

"I think we made Dane wait long enough."

"Oh fuck, you're right!" he went to open the door but the shark held him up for one more second.

"You think... We could see each other again next week?" wondered the shark.

"At the pool again?"

"I was more thinking of a date."

Garrett blushed at that and squeezed Tankred's hand. "Y-yeah, would be great."

"GREAT, NOW GET OUT YOU TWO!" Came the kangaroo's voice.