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This is my first story ever so if my grammar in not 100% or there are a few mistakes I apologise. Please post comments and be brutally honest because I know I can improve.

I know it is a bit long but please read it anyway. All the characters are creations of mine. Thanks^_^.

"For each of the following determine whether the given straight line cuts a circle in two places, touches it tangentially or does not touch or cut it at all. For those parts where the line and circle do not meet, give the position vector(s) of the point(s) of contact".

Mark slammed his head on the desk with so much force that the lamp illuminating his homework fell off of it and the stack of papers, assignments and past exams fell on his now throbbing head.

"Ow" he said simply.

He raised hid head creating an avalanche of paper that cascaded down desk to land in two messy piles either side. Defeated and frustrated, Mark placed his head in his hands and let out a deep sigh. This was far too much to deal with. End of year exams where in two weeks and he was crumbling under the immense pressure that came with being good at school but not incredibly brilliant. He had only managed to make it to the top math class by working hard, something that was alien to most of his class mates, and it seemed to him that he may have bitten off more than he could chew. He decided that this area of Mathematics was pointless and he could see now way that it could be useful for his life in the future.

After removing his head from his hands, he spin around on his swivel chair and let his emerald eyes wander about the small bedroom, he studied a poster of a rock band whose name he had forgotten and a picture of Einstein which he superimposed on a picture of Jesus. He looked at the bookcase that was far too small for the mountain of books that had been stuffed onto it and he looked at the picture of his family on his desk before his gaze fixed on the window above his desk.

All that he could see was a vast expanse of buildings and skyscrapers without a trace of any wildlife or nature, just the way he liked it. That's why he had chosen to leave his family behind and come to the city to complete his final year of education. His "home" was a place where he didn't really fit in and where his talents were unappreciated. He also couldn't stand disappointing his family anymore.

As an orca, Mark was an oddity. Sure he looked fine, he had a thick black tint that flowed from his scalp down his back, tail and legs that contrasted the soft cream colouring of his smooth and leanly muscled belly and the underside of his tail, but it was not what he looked like that made him a disappointment. It was who he was. He hated the sea. He had nothing against water, he loved bathing and swimming in pools, rivers and even lakes, but he could not stand the sea. He hated the salty smell, he hated the gritty sand that got everywhere, he hated the waves that would not shut the hell up, he heated the sunshine that hurt his eyes and burnt his skin and most of all, he hated all the other beach goers. Because of his refusal to go to the beach every day of his life, as is the anthropomorphic orca tradition to honour their roots as a species, he was not considered an orca by his community. When he turned 16, he was not even allowed the rite of passage into adulthood when he did not go into the sea and find a pearl bearing clam. He suspected that his life would have been a lot easier if he had just done what he was supposed to do, but he was too proud to deny who he was and in the end he fled his home like a coward.

Mark's self despising thoughts where cut short when the door to his room was slammed open. He once again tuned on his swivel chair to see a very angry shark standing in the doorway.

Jason was a friend of Mark. They shared the same school, took the same incredibly difficult maths course and share an apartment together along with Melissa, a human that worked in the nearby hospital as a nurse. Over the years Mark and Jason had become the best of friends. They where both sea creatures that had a distaste for the ocean and Jason had suffered the same way that Mark had, although Jason's punishment was a little more extreme than Mark's because Jason had been exiled from his home. They had become so close in fact, that Mark began to suspect that he had fallen in love with his fish friend. It was no secret to Jason or Mel that Mark was gay, they accepted it as the way that he was, but Mark could not tell which team that Jason bat for and even if they where both gay, if Jason loved him back.

However Mark was not thinking about his feelings for him at this point in time as he was transfixed on Jason's dripping wet naked body. As a shark, Jason had no body hair but he did have some well toned muscles in his legs and stomach. They where not as pronounced as Mark's where, not that Mark was a muscle builder, but Jason was build more for speed and agility while Mark's broader shoulders and thicker arms where designed more for power. Even so, Jason was very attractive specimen, especially when he was wet. The light glistened off of his smooth skin which was white on his front and pale blue on his back. Marks eyes wondered down his chest and abs and where slightly disappointed to see that there was a narrow slit where Jason's cock should have been. Mark looked up, before Jason could notice him looking at his slit, and stared into Jason's eyes. They where two dark crimson spheres that where pierced buy the vertical slits that where Jason's pupils. His eyes gave him a menacing appearance which betrayed the calm and gentle nature that lay beneath them. However, at this moment in time, Jason was unusually agitated.

"Where the hell", Jason began, "are my clothes?"

Mark was wondering the same thing.

"How should I know?", he replied, "Aren't you responsible enough to look after your own clothing?"

"Don't blame this on me, you're the one who stole them" Jason accused.

"Stole them? Why the hell would I steal your clothes?"

"Why indeed".

"How could I have stolen your clothes? I've been in here studying ever since I got home." Mark said. This wasn't entirely true as Mark had left his room to make something to eat and to call his family, but he decided that this information was irrelevant.

"Prove to me that you didn't take my clothes", was Jason's reply.

"Prove that I did", was Mark's rebuttal.

Jason opened his mouth to say something but decided that it was better not to say it. After he couldn't think of anything to say to Mark that would win him the argument, he conceded and asked, somewhat sheepishly:

"Can you help me find my clothes... please?"

Mark rolled his eyes.

After finding his clothes and ordering some pizza for dinner, Mark discovered that Mel was in her room lying on her bed listening to music while doing something on her lap-top. She looked up at him and brushed her dark hair from her equally dark eyes and with a smile said:

"Hi"

"What are you doing here?", Mark asked raising one eyebrow (or the orca equivalent), "you're not due home for another half an hour."

Mel rubbed her eye, yawned for a good minute, by Mark's reckoning, stretched and explained that she had been let off at noon earlier that day because the hospital had been overstaffed due to a scheduling error. She also explained, before Mark could say anything, that she would still be paid for the hours that she was meant to be working and that she could still contribute some money to the rent and other expenses.

"So you've been here this whole time?" asked a still confused Mark, "it's now ..." Mark checked his watch, "7:23. You have been here for seven hours and you didn't even tell us. You didn't even leave a not for us to read as we came in the door to let us know that you where in the building?"

Mark never got angry, that emotion was as alien to him as flying, but he did get annoyed instead. Mel knew this, she had lived with him long enough to know that Mark was a little bit of a control freak and liked to know everything that was going on around him. She had accepted long ago that this was instinctual "animal" behaviour and it had, on more than one occasion, saved her from a lot of trouble. She also knew exactly what to do in this situation.

"Are you alive?" she asked bluntly.

"Err... What?" Mark asked back still confused.

"Are you alive?" she asked again, but slower than the first time, as if to imply that Mark was a little thick.

"Well... yes, I guess"

"Well then, what's the problem? You're fine, I'm fine and Jason is fine even after the clothes fiasco."

"You knew about that?"

"Of course I knew, who do you think took his clothes in the first place?"

"That was... that was you?" Mark asked but before Mel could reply, the door bell rang. The pizza was here, and even the thickest wall made of solid steel could stop Mel when it came to pizza.

After recovering form the violent shove that Mel had given him. Mark walked into the living room/ kitchen to tell Jason:

"The pizza is here"

"Oh man I can't wait, I'm starving" said Jason who licked his snout, careful not to cut his tongue on his teeth, and flapped his gills in anticipation. Mark often wondered why Jason still had gills if he lived on land.

After all the pizza was devoured and the small television was illuminated the small dark living room/kitchen with a re-run of some mindless sitcom, Mark noticed the Mel had gotten up to clean up the mess of pizza boxes and wash the dishes. He decided that this was a good opportunity to interrogate Mel further on the events earlier and left Jason on the soft leather couch to talk to her.

"Why did you take Jason's clothes earlier today" he enquired

"Aren't we direct this evening" she said not even looking up from the dishes. Right now Mark wished there was a dishwasher in the apartment so he could talk to her face to face.

"Just answer the damn question, ok"

"You do like him don't you?" she asked, still not looking up from the soapy water.

"Yea so, you still didn't answer the question"

"I just thought you would like to see him naked is all, just a harmless bit of fun"

"Harmless?" Mark whispered harshly, he could not afford to yell with Jason so nearby, "Harmless? Don't you realise that if Jason find out that I like him it will destroy our friendship and ruin everything. If he thought I stole his clothes so I could perve on him everything that I value in his friendship would have been absolutely fucked"

"But he didn't though did he, look at him sitting on that couch over there." She ordered still not looking away from the dishes, does that look like a shark that is suspicious of anything?"

Mark looked over at Jason to see what she was talking about. Right then, as if on cue, Jason laughed with the "studio audience" of a different yet equally mindless sitcom.

"No" he conceded.

"Exactly" Mel said and finally she turned from the sink to look at Mark straight in the eye, "and if Jason wasn't attracted to you why did he show off his wet and naked body to you when he easily could have wrapped a towel around his waist?"

Mark could not answer.

"Also think about this", she continued, "why would Jason get so bent out of shape over some missing clothes? Doesn't that seem a bit out of character to you?"

Mark had to admit she did have a point.

"Maybe" she suggested "he reacted the way that he did so that he could get your attention. Maybe he feels that with school and everything that you are working too hard and are not noticing his advances on you so he had to do something this drastic in order to show you what he really feels because he is too scared to put it into words, much like you, actually."

Mark was silent. He slowly began to see the situation from Mel's standpoint and his heart began to beat faster and faster with excitement. Maybe he did love him, maybe there was hope. In any case, Mark decided that it was too late to do anything now and that he would talk to Jason tomorrow and lay his emotions bare on the table for him to examine. He also had to think of what he would say and clear his head so that he could plan tomorrow. To do this, Mark decided to mull things over in the shower.

Mark turned the tap off in the shower and stood there for a moment letting the steam encase his body. He took a deep breath in and resolved that tomorrow would be the day that he would finally open up to Jason. He pushed the shower curtain aside and stepped out only to find that his clothes where missing. He was certain that he had left them on the floor just outside the shower. He also noticed that all the towel's where missing. This was too strange to be a coincidence.

At first he suspected Mel, but this did not make any sense. She had told him that she stole Jason's clothes and if she wanted to take his clothes as well she would no have divulged such vital information. Or maybe that's what she wanted him to think. If it wasn't Mel then the only other option was Jason, he certainly was agile and swift enough to open the door, steal all the towels and his clothes and close the door behind him without Mark noticing, but why would he do that? Mark would soon find out.

He sheepishly exited the bathroom cupping his balls and cock in his two large black hands, this was an impressive feat as Mark was very large, even by orca standings. He was not as fortunate in this situation as Jason was Because Mark had not slit or sheath for his cock so to avoid any embarrassing situations, he had to conceal it.

He slowly walked towards his room where he could find something to wear but when he walked past Jason's room he heard some quiet snickering. He saw that the door to Jason's room was ajar and he gently pushed it open to see where the noise had come from. What he saw next was a surprise.

There in the middle of the room was Jason, completely naked with his cock fully erect poking out from the slit between his legs. He wore a cheeky grin and in his hands where Mark's underwear. He put them to his face and inhaled deeply on the scent of the orca. The smell exited him even more and his cock bobbed up and down quickly. He lowered the bright red boxers and said:

"Looking for these?"

Jason then slid the boxers over his dick so that the waist band sat at it's base and the head of his dick poked out of the right leg hole.

"Come and get them"

Mark's mouth lay open. Before his eyes was the most beautiful dick he had ever seen. It was thick and hard and was longer than a 30cm ruler. At the end was a pronounced head that more human than anything else. This struck Mark as odd, but he did not dwell on the matter, there where more important things to be done.

He walked over to Jason, removed his hands from his own dick and placed them on Jason's. He gingerly began to stroke it with the boxers still hanging off it and Jason reached down and gave Marks sack a gentle squeeze. This elicited a soft moan from Mark and was exactly what Jason wanted to hear.

Jason grabbed mark and threw him onto the bed in his room. Before Mark could react Jason grabbed his arms and pinned Mark to the bed, jumped on top of him and began to grind his dick against Mark's. It had the desired effect, Mark's dick swiftly grew larger and larger, larger than even Jason's. I had to be at least 50cm long and thicker than a coke can. It too had a head but it was far more pointy than Jason's and much less pronounced.

Mark let out another soft moan, having never had sex before he decided that it was better than he thought. Jason, hoping to capitalise on Mark's moment of bliss, lent down and kissed Mark with such force that it could have been considered to be violent.

Mark kissed back equally as hard and soon both of them where lost in a dance of lips and tongues. The hands pinning Mark to the bed softened and he quickly released his arms, wrapped them around Jason and he pulled Jason towards him so that they where now rubbing their chests together as well as the cocks. Mark used his bigger muscles to roll over onto Jason so that he could be on top but he miscalculated how wide the bed was and the two of them tumbled onto the floor. The force of the impact ripped their lips apart, much to the dismay of both the shark and the orca, and Mark fell off of Jason and ended up lying next to him.

Jason laughed. The last event was so comical, this was not the serious seducing that he had planed for the evening. Now everything was ruined. Mark was transfixed by the abs that tensed and released with each of Jason's laughs and without thinking what he was doing, Mark licked them. He licked all up and down the lean muscles of the shark and loved how he could feel each bump of each muscle under his tongue. Jason's skin was rougher than it looked, but Marked loved it all the same.

Jason took in a sharp breath of air. The orca's tongue was so soft and wet he could only imagine the pleasure it would give him to have that talented muscle on his now throbbing cock.

Jason placed his large hand on top of Mark's head and Mark knew instantly what he needed to do, of course, he was all to willing to oblige. Mark slowly licked down Jason's stomach until he reached the base of an extremely hard cock. He climbed on top of his shark friend so that he could get a better view of the thick black shaft that gently throbbed in front of him. The new position also allowed Jason to see two heavy balls encased in a thick black sack and the small pink ring of Mark's tail hole. Before Jason could act upon the new sight before him, however, he took in a sharp breath of air as Mark licked up from the base of the shark's cock to the tip and then took the head into his mouth. Jason's dick was smooth, much smoother than his skin and Mark needed more of his friends man meat in his mouth. So, with a newly discovered talent, the orca took a deep breath and deep throated the entire length of the dark coloured member.

Jason's vision blurred due to the amazing sensation coming from his dick. His brain could not cope with the sheer ecstasy he was feeling and all of his other senses shut down. Mark was also enjoying himself, he loved the feeling of having a thick, meaty cock down his throat and he smiled (or the orca equivalent), but it could not last because the orca, even with his natural ability, had to come up for air. He slowly lifted his head and the thick shark cock retreated from his throat. He kept what he could in his mouth, however, so that he could play with it while he caught his breath.

Meanwhile, Jason's vision had returned to him and he let out a long moan that still could not convey the amount of pleasure the orca had given him. Hoping to act before Mark could immobilise him again, Jason lifted his had and took one of Mark's balls into his mouth.

Mark groaned into Jason's dick at the sudden pleasure of Jason's action. He had expected that oral from a shark would involve some scratching from sharp teeth but he felt no such sensation as Jason sucked on his big round ball. Jason did not stop at one, the shark opened his mouth some more and successfully took in both of the orca's balls. He sucked on them and licked them inside his mouth, being extremely careful not to harm them with his teeth. When he felt that they had been massaged enough he opened his mouth and let the orca's orbs roll out onto his chin.

Mark was disappointed with this development, he felt so good before and now he felt somewhat empty. So it was an even bigger surprise when the shark's tongue pushed through his anal ring. This sent a wave of pleasure from Marks ass all the way to the top of his head, his arms developed goose-bumps. So intense was the feeling that he could not continue bobbing up and down of the shark's member, which was ripped the orca's mouth when he lifted his head and let out a long moan. He practically sat on Jason's face so the feeling could continue.

Jason was pleased by this reaction and obliged to his friends wishes by forcing his tongue deeper and deeper into the whale's tail hole. He was surprised when Mark stood up a minute or two later an lay down on the bed.

Jason lay on the bed so that his ass just sat on it's rim and lifted his legs in the air. He supported himself in that position with his tail and when Jason stood up to marvel at the view, Mark gently begged:

"Please fuck me"

"I thought you would never ask" was Jason's reply as he stepped forward and rammed his wet cock into the equally slick tail hole of his new lover.

Mark inhaled sharply at the sensation of being impaled. It hurt, a lot, but more than that, it was the most amazing thing he had ever felt. He let out a long and loud moan that he was sure would wake up Mel, but he didn't care.

"Oh my GOD, you are so tight" Jason said through gritted teeth. Jason slowly pulled out of Mark but then rammed himself right back in and was rewarded when a thick glob of pre burst from the tip of Mark's cock. Jason smiled and as he started up a rhythm of fucking he rubbed the pre all over Marks cock and used it as a lube to jerk him off with.

Now it was Mark's turn to lose his vision. All he could concentrate on was the feeling of being so full and the large hands that where rubbing his dick. How they got so slippery he wasn't quite sure but he knew that that it felt much better than when he did it himself.

Jason began to speed up, he wanted more and more to fuck his friend. He wanted to make it so that he could not sit down for a week, he wanted to fuck him so hard that Mark would get permanent brain damage. Mark reached down and squeezed his partners hard rump, letting him know that he wanted it too. With this new information, Jason began to pump faster and raster on Marks dick and in and out of him until they where both carried over the edge.

Jason sprayed ribbon after ribbon of thick shark cum all inside of his lovers ass. He let out a groan of ecstasy and kept thrusting in and out and spraying more cum until Mark's ass could no longer contain it all and it spilled out over Mark's tail and dripped down Jason's legs.

Mark sprayed cum all over himself with so much force that some landed on his face and he caught a strand in his agape mouth. He swallowed it after savouring the taste and let out a deep moan of delight at the same time as Jason did his. Their wails of pleasure harmonised and hit the resonance frequency of the room, causing it to vibrate gently. Soon their moans subsided and they where caught in the most glorious of afterglows.

Mark recovered first and he pushed Jason off of him causing Jason to once again fall onto the carpeted floor. Before he could react Mark took the shark member in his mouth once again and sucked all the precious shark seed off it and, with the cum still in his mouth, he passionately kissed the shark so that they could share in its salty and somewhat bitter taste.

Jason wrapped his bright blue arms around the orca's dark back ant pulled them together so they where again rubbing their chests and bellies together. However this time the cum that had been sprayed on Mark's light coloured underside melted them together. The embrace lasted for what seemed like forever and they both fell asleep in each others arms on the soft carpet bed.

Mark woke with a start. The alarm in Jason's bedroom was making and incredibly irritating buzzing sound and he was soon joined in the land of the living by Jason.

"Good morning" Mark offered but he was met with a tired groan. He knew that Jason did not do well in the morning. He tried to get up to turn off the alarm but was shocked to find that he was stuck to Jason. The whale's cum had dried during the night and he could not rip himself from his new lover. The cum had the texture of cement.

"Get up" Mark ordered, but not in a dominating way. He said more like a plea than anything else.

"Why?" was Jason's response.

"Because, Jason, we're stuck together"

"What?"

"Jason, we're stuck together and we have to go to school in an hour. Now get the hell up we need to get in the shower right now"

"Would you chill the fuck out man. It's too early for this kind of problem, we'll just call in sick today, ok"

"But Jason..." Mark began before he remembered what Mel had said about Jason being worried that he was spending too much time worrying about school. He decided that due to the new nature of their relationship that Jason deserved some attention from him, for today at least.

"But we still need to have a shower" Mark stated.

"Ok fine I'll get up, just don't take my clothes again"

"Sure, ok" Mark replied. He wondered why after the events of the previous night, and the day he had planned for them, Jason needed his clothes anyway.