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There was nothing special about the closet. It was small, cramped, and dark. The myriad smells of cleaners and old mops gave it a citrus-laced musk which permeated the air like an unwanted in-law who just wouldn't leave. A single bare lightbulb hung swaying from a chain; it was better suited for a scene from a horror movie than anything, yet it held its own allures.

A flood of light swamped the small utility closet, illuminating the metal cabinet which nearly brushed the roof, the stack of mops, and a vacuum cleaner which seemed to be the only well-maintained piece of equipment in the room.

"Kay, in here!"

The hushed exclamation preceded a svelte grey fox as he slipped from the regally decorated hallway, and into the barren territory reserved for the Mistress' maidboys. His attention was turned to the snow leopard who balked behind him, the feline's paw clasping one of the fox's even as the vulpine tried to coax the cat into the shadows with him.

"You sure, Zain?" The cat's gaze hopped about the small enclosure before turning to scan the hallway in either direction. "There must be better hiding spots than this."

"Don't be such a pussy," Zain quipped, unable to hide his smirk at the pun he'd intentionally slid into the rebuke; Kayrin merely huffed at it, rolling his eyes even as a grin cracked his own muzzle.

"Dork"

"Shut up and get in. You want to get caught so quickly?"

The Mistress had--in Her generosity--given Her boys the day off. There would be no cleaning, no chores, and no expectations, save that Her boys enjoy themselves in whatever way they saw fit. It hadn't taken long for boys to begin assembling, and it had taken only slightly longer for the idea of a compound-wide game of Hide & Seek to be offered up for consideration. Seekers had been chosen, and the hiders had broken off quickly to secure their hiding spots, and though only a short time had passed since the fox and leopard had left the milling boys they were competing against, their guts told them the seekers had already begun their task.

The leopard moved at last, pressing in purposefully against Zain as though there weren't plenty of room for the both of them; knowing his time was limited helped goad the cat into action. The young males' bodies were hot from the exertion of their initial run, and the danger they faced in the form of some unknown seeker only served to heighten the excitement burning in their heated frames. Both of them wore similar outfits, specially designed by the Mistress and eagerly adopted by Her adoring cadre of harem-boys.

Trim, plush bare bellies ground against one another above the pink trim of the boys' matching black panties. Soft satin caressed their cocks, hardening in the fox's case, and already at full mast in the leopard's. The bulk of their pricks did little to diminish the fluid grace of their movements, however, with black fabric rippling tautly over the smooth curves of their firm asses as they slid against one another. Stitched in pink into the hip of the panties sat a number--seven for the leopard, and fourteen for the fox--which appeared on the back of their sleeveless crop-tops, their respective names curved around the numbers in an overly-sexualized mockery of a sports jersey. Black thigh-highs gave their legs a feminine sleekness while emphasizing the sheathed muscles housed in the powerful appendages. The boys had been allowed to choose their own colour of canvas sneakers, however, and while the leopard had opted for red, the fox had chosen a more muted grey.

As the door clicked shut behind the two, turning each others bodies--barely clad as they were--into hazy outlines in the darkness, Kayrin allowed himself the luxury of a throaty purr. Their bodies fit together like two jigsaw pieces, and the cat had no intention of breaking the connection any sooner than he had to. The fox's arms slid around the feline's body, holding it close even as he leaned in to whisper into the cat's ear.

"We should move away from the door... just in case."

Kayrin nodded his assent, shuffling carefully to avoid upsetting any of the precariously balanced brooms or mops in the small closet. He felt when Zain hit the back wall, the yielding warmth of his partner's retreating body suddenly coming to a jolting stop. For a brief second their hard cocks pressed against one another, the rigid shafts sliding along the other's length like two swords crossed at the hilt. Lust raced through Kay's mind, but he contained it and moved instead to press against the wall beside Zain. He could feel the smooth handles of brooms leaning lazily against the wall to his other side as surely as he could hear the warm, puffing breaths of his friend in the darkness.

"Should we just wait?" The cat's quiet murmur anticipating the unlikely scenario of a seeker standing right outside the door; he didn't want to be caught, and carelessness would ensure he was.

Zain's answer came as a sudden grip on the base of the cat's cock. The feline's hips pushed forward as a soft gasp rippled from his throat. Even in the darkness, Kayrin's eyes closed against the pleasure that lanced up into his gut. Ass leaving the chilly stone of the closet's wall, his legs spread slightly in eager acceptance of his friend's intentions. He could feel the warmth of the fox's breath as Zain leaned in to kiss at one of Kay's ears, licking along it before planting a firm--yet gentle--bite at its tip. The resolve born from the cat's cautioness melted away, and he turned into that bite. His lips sought out Zain's, and the two muzzles embraced in a kiss that had both pushing against the other, as though seeking to ascertain some sense of dominance over the other male.

Back still to the wall, Kayrin found himself giving way to the forceful pushes of Zain's head, and soon found he wasn't the kisser, but rather the kissee. Zain's tongue slipped into the cat's mouth, rubbing over his teeth and gums even as a seemingly delicate paw slid up the feline's hip before curling its fingers into the soft meat of his buttcheek. Hot breath bathed Kayrin's muzzle as the kiss finally broke, his eyes still closed and his mind awash with a desperate yearning which left him complacent to the fox's advances. The hand on his ass squeezed, and Kay turned his body obligingly, as though the squeeze had been some non-verbal cue only the leopard could understand.

Kay's body turned as Zain's pushed forward, their--seemingly impossibly--heavy pricks once more stroking along one another as their bodies found pleasure in each other. Kay could feel the gentle nudges of Zain's satin-covered balls against his own, the thin panties doing little to mask the round orbs' yielding touches. Another quick kiss danced across the cat's lips before Zain's head was tucking itself beneath his chin, sharp, needly fox-teeth digging into his throat like some predator finishing off his prey. As horny as he was, Kay couldn't stifle the heady moan which followed; pre-cum already beaded against his tip, soaking into the black fabric of his panties and adding its scent to the already heavy scents of the utility closet.

"S-Slow down, someone's gonna hear..." Kay began to warn, only to be answered by a non-committal giggle by the fox.

Kay fought back against the loving onslaught of his playmate, but only with perfunctory explorations of his paws. His fingers slid over the panty-clad ass of his friend, dipping between the fox's firm cheeks to run along his crack in a teasing sensation which left Zain shivering with need. He squeezed, and pinched, tugging at the hem of the other boy's legholes to force the satin tighter against his prick, all the while his own shaft ground forcefully against the fox's.

Only once did their bodies part in those first few minutes of that heated embrace. Hips pulling away, Kay gave himself enough room between their youthful pricks to sneak his paw in and grip Zain by his balls. The meaty orbs jostled in his grip and the fox hissed out a breath of desire that was stopped only when his muzzle buried itself into Kayrin's shoulder. Kay toyed with the fox's sack almost leisurely, feeling the throbbing need of the boy's prick jutting up above those delightful balls. When he was certain he could feel the quivering of Zain's need, his paw slid upwards to pump that hidden shaft tenderly. The smell of their twin arousals now overpowered anything else in the air.

"F-Fuck, Kay... keep that up and I'm gonna cream my panties..." panted Zain, his dismay at such an outcome poorly feigned; Kay slowed himself regardless of what the fox may, or may not, have wanted.

Once again the fox took control.

The boys' hips meshed once more, both of them feeling harder and more desperate after the brief separation. One of Zain's legs curled around the outside of one of Kayrin's, as though intentionally locking their nubile bodies together. The fox's leg lifted and lowered, gliding over the thigh-high covered flesh and fur of his friend, tickling at the appendage in a way that only helped to heighten every other sensation coursing through Kayrin's young body. The familiar rhythm of this forbidden playtime lulled the cat into a half-doze, his body mechanically accepting, and providing, pleasure.

The lull was broken by a sudden shift by Zain. His arms lifted as though to loop over the cat's shoulders, but instead he grabbed them and turned the cat; the force applied wasn't unkind, but it was insistently firm, and Kayrin did not deny it what it sought. Turning, the boy was positioned facing away from Zain, and almost instinctively--after a brief grind of his ass against the fox's waiting prick--leaned forward, a paw bracing against the wall. He felt the first hesitant touches of the fox's cock against his ass, their panties still providing a thin barrier against the touch. The closet provided little opportunity for anything more, however, at least here.

"Come on, move over..." murmured Zain as his paws slid around Kay's sides, cock sandwiched firmly against the cat's butt as his fingers laced against the feline's belly. Those hands gently guided the cat once more, turning him so his only brace was the closet's door. The wood--clearly cheap from in here, though more luxurious looking in the hallway--shifted slightly as the cat's weight pressed against it. He could feel Zain's weight behind him, and the cat braced himself with hungry anticipation.

Zain's paws slid downwards, tugging down the back of Kay's panties while leaving his prick firmly encased in the delicate fabric. The fox's own panties were pushed down in the front, his aching prick bouncing freely in the dark air inches from the cat's unprotected ass. Both of them tasted the delicious tension in the air. The tension broke only when Zain's cock slid down along the crack of Kay's ass before thrusting up into him. Kay let out a short strangled cry, Zain's paws on his hips keeping the cat from pushing forward too far, though the door still rattled in its frame as the cat's paws tensed and his weight shifted.

Zain rode the cat with soft rolls of his hips, occasionally pulling his hips back as though ready to dismount, only to push back in. The cat's prostate screamed out its enjoyment of the rough treatment it was receiving, and Kay had to occasionally bite his lip to keep himself from mimicking its cries. The cat's prick was set to explode, his balls tight against its underside as his spread legs shook and nearly buckled with the pleasure being forced up through his hips and through his gut and chest. The front of the cat's panties were soaked with his pre-cum and his tongue lolled somewhat stupidly, the boy not thinking to pull it back into his muzzle as his thoughts were on far more important things.

His own head tilted back, the grey fox enjoyed the feeling of Kay's tightness against his prick, each thrust forcing his balls to slap against Kay's backside. When his fingers slid from their grip on the cat's thigh and instead sought a delicate reach-around for the Kayrin's aching penis, the leopard nearly came right then and there. Even the soft touch of Zain's grip felt like a vice and the sensation of the fox's invading dick had the feline squirming helplessly; each movement caused another rattle of the door.

Minutes passed in relative silence between the two boys. The game had been all but forgotten in their need for release. It was Kayrin who came first, however.

With a sharp intake of breath, the cat's eyes opened wide, his fingers digging into the wood of the door as he felt his cock spasm in his panties.

"Z-Zain!" The cat's exclamation brought a smug grin to the fox's lips, and though he couldn't see the boy cum, he could smell it. Thick rivulets of cream pumped into the feline's panties, soaking through the fabric as his body bucked powerfully against the door. Kay's upper-chest pushed against the wood, his ass still firmly connected to Zain via. the fox's invasive shaft and his cock pumping thick shot after thick shot into his panties. Kay could feel his cum oozing down his shaft and pooling against his balls in the crotch of his panties. He was also dimly aware of several tendrils escaping through the legholes and trickling down his thighs.

Cheeks flushing, the boy grit his teeth against the hyper-sensitive coaxing of his prostate as he rode out his orgasm. Only as it began to fade was he aware that Zain had stopped thrusting and dismounted, his own cock oozing pre-cum but his balls still roiling with un-spilled seed.

"This is for feeding me to the sharks, Kay" teased Zain. The leopard, awash in his afterglow, didn't realize what the fox meant until his head cleared enough to hear the call from the hallway.

"Someone in there?" The voice was teasing, knowing it'd found a hider. Horror dawned on the spent feline, his belly tightening as he looked back. Zain had snuck back into the recesses of the closet, using the large cabinet to protect himself from the light which suddenly flooded the closet. "Gotcha!"

Kay straightened up, his eyes wide and cheeks red with embarrassment. He pulled his panties up quickly, but the cum soaking the front of them and thinly running down his thighs couldn't be hidden so easily. The boy could hardly breathe as he took in the sight of the canine standing in the lit square of the closet's entrance. The Klee Kai raised an eyebrow at the sight of the feline standing helplessly in the closet, his attention so focused he didn't bother look into the corners of the closet; he'd found his prey. Kay's ears drooped as he bit his lip, humiliated by his friend and some dark part of him loving it! He'd sacrificed the fox to win the game of Sharks & Minnows, and now the fox had returned the favour, bumping off the leopard in order to bring himself one step closer to winning this game.

"Come on Kay, y'er out! Hand 'em over" Matt--the Klee Kai--wore an outfit similar to Kay's, and he smiled smugly as he looked the shamed leopard over. Kay was no sore loser, and even as the canine--and no doubt Zain--watched, he slipped his panties off. His cock was still half-erect, but it was softening now, and laid bare to the canine the seeker couldn't help but giggle, "Have some fun in there, eh? Bad boy" teased as he held his paw out. Kay handed over the cum-soaked panties obediently, out of the game thanks to the fox's clever manipulation of the cat's lust. Matt would have his trophy, Zain would have his bragging rights, and for Kay there was only the long walk to the dorms to wait out the remainder of the game with the other eliminated boys.

Once the cat had departed, and Matt had left to find fresh prey, Zain grinned in the dark.