An old woman crossed the door, carrying several books with her arms. "We begin in five minutes," Said the professor, taking place in his desk. The huge classroom was almost empty. Only four people were waiting. Cause nobody takes Italian literature, it's a well-known fact, only the poor souls that abandoned all hopes deserve to lie in that class. Very far from the popular French literature group and their masks feast, where infinite evenings filled with anonymous sex and wine every Friday night. Drop the baguette, this is Italian literature, no sex here, at least not between those four guys.

"Open your Decameron, seventh-day." Said the professor, the old badger that entered the room, carrying tons of books, a moment ago. 

 At the backside of the classroom, a young lynx got close to one of his classmates, a big ibex with a netbook. "Excuse me, I forgot my book ¿Can I sit with you?" the feline asked.

The caprine male looked at the lynx "Sure, dude" respond him, shrugging and moving the netbook to the middle of the table.

"The topic of this day: men cheated by their woman. Read the first four stories and put an eye on the features of the characters" ordered the badger.

The boys began to read, except for the ibex. The caprine was paying more attention to the lean feline at his side: yellow shorts, green t-shirt, flip-flops and a black backpack with a pin of Che Guevara. A soft piece of meat for sure, a bit short, but the seven-foot height ibex was used to that. So why not make a move?.

Slowly, the caprine rested his arm over the chair back where the feline was sit. The lynx just trembled a bit but kept reading. 'Jackpot!' thought the bigger male.

Two minutes later of uncomfortable friction, the ibex made his next move. Discreetly, he spat on his hand, wetting his fingers, and put it through the t-shirt of the feline, touching his back skin.

The short guy felt the wetness on his back and looked at his classmate, frightened "Wa...wath are you doing?" asked whispering.

With a grin on his face, the tall dude kept looking at the netbook, without pay attention to the read "Shh... keep reading," he replied quietly.

The lynx turned his gaze to the text, blushing and swallowing, with a chill running down his entire back.. The wet fingers of the goat quickly reached the cat's anus, it was a soft and very small hole, making only the index finger a challenge. The ibex licked his lips as he felt his finger was completely covering that hole as if it were a bottle of wine.

The lynx let out a groan, which fortunately was ignored by the rest of the class, and he squeezed his eyes tightly when he felt that thick finger slowly entering his body, narrowing his sphincter.
With a smile, the great goat whispered in his ear to his classmate: "Do you think two fingers will fit?"

"No, please ... it burns a lot," the feline whined as he tried to accommodate himself.

"Are you sure? Because it seems you're enjoying it," the ibex replied, pointing to the hard tent that the cat had between its legs.

With great discomfort, the lynx set his face on the table. "Only one, please ... I’ll suck your dick at the end of class ..." he gasped.

"Okay, but I will leave my finger inside until the end of the hour and don't complain or I will completely sink it," the tall guy made clear, slightly moving the tip of his finger wrapped in the flesh to reinforce his threat.

Twenty minutes passed until class ended. Both boys collected their things and left the room discreetly. The inside of the lynx throbbed and burned slightly as they walked down the corridor. They went to some retired bathrooms and got into the last stall. They left their backpacks on the ground, which was strangely dry and clean, and the ibex swung on the little cat, forcing his tongue into the other male's snout.

The feline was enjoying the taste of the long, slimy appendix that was twisting inside its mouth, looking for more space to unfold its entire length, at times forcing its way through the throat. While the ram forced its prey to sit on the toilet, exerting pressure with its entire body.

When he had the cat where he wanted it, he released it and while he smiled, he began unbuttoning his pants. A prominent bulge could be seen through the black wet cloth of his underpants, which when he lowered them, the piece of meat sprouted violently, shooting a few drops of liquid in the face of the frightened lynx, who had been stunned watching that thick and long tube that simply tripled the size of his penis.

"What's up? The first time you see a cock?" said the ibex mockingly.

The cat, with its face, completely flushed, hastened to take the phallus with both hands, bringing his mouth to the tip. He looked up, meeting the ram's gaze, "I've never been with a boy before ... or anyone," said the lynx with a trembling tone.

"Really?! How is it possible that nobody has fucked a guy as cute as you? Man ... that's a fucking crime!" the huge male spoke surprised.

The lynx got even redder and looked down, "well ... not every day I sit next to a stranger who ends up sticking a finger in my ass ..." he murmured ashamed.

"Haha! Quiet, it's just a cock, give it a lick, try it without fear," the ibex replied calmly.

The young lynx, with a silly smile and still quite flushed, took out his tongue and gave a long and slow lick to the sharp cock. He swallowed all the clear liquid that sprouted with each pulse and let the taste flood his mouth, salty, intense, with a touch of defiance he had never felt.

A long sigh was heard throughout the bathroom, while the ram stretched his neck back, squeezing the hair of his neck with his hand. That shy tongue felt so fucking good. And when the licks were no longer enough, the lynx opened his mouth, the tip of the cock was thin, like a pencil, but quickly thickened, he opened his snout a little more, almost completely engulfing his partner's manhood, leaving his nose at less than five centimeters from the ram´s pubic fur.

The ibex laid his other hand on the cat's head, stroking him behind the ears, while pressing with his pelvis, trying to put the last part of his member inside the guy, "fuck... you're doing very well... keep sucking, just a little more..." he murmured, panting and biting his lips.

Everything was simple for the lynx, until the ram began to thrust him, violently putting that pencil of meat in his throat, drowning him sometimes and other times causing him a terrible desire to vomit, forcing the short guy to put both hands on the waist of the tall man to reduce the power of his hips.

"Breathe!" he ordered the ibex a second before holding the kitten's head with both hands, and with a desperate thrust sinking completely his cock in the throat of the frightened virgin man.

The pressure in his throat was immense, his jaw ached from the enormous effort he had to make to get his teeth away from the invading flesh, his eyes were tightly closed and teary, and his arms tried uselessly to push away from the ram. Until the cock began to pump, the lynx opened his eyes wide when he felt it: a jet, two jets, three, four, eight in all. Eight powerful jets of caprine semen, thrown directly into his stomach, filling it with the warm and thick liquid.

The ibex let go of the head of its prey, its cock was bathed in feline saliva, and slowly it was becoming soft again. The young lynx coughed in despair while he felt the thick broth inside him, he had swallowed everything up to the last drop.

Exhausted, the ram kept his member in his pants and, with a metallic sound, buckled his belt again. "That was great!" he said to the cat, giving him strong pats on the back.

The lynx rose from the toilet, with his legs shaking and holding his stomach with both hands, "Uff... man... that was like putting my mouth in a hose... I feel weird..." he muttered, showing a weak smile.

Friendly circling the feline's neck with his arm, the ibex burst out laughing: "Haha! Of course you feel weird, you just drank like a gallon of my children!" he joked sharply.

"Haha! Insta pregnant by a blowjob!" joked the short boy.

"By the way, I'm Eric, what's your name?" asked the ram smiling.

"Oh! My name is Daniel, nice to ... suck your cock," replied the lynx a bit embarrassed.

"Haha! The pleasure is mine. Would you like to go for some beers? My apartment is not far away," Eric asked.

"No offense but I don't think I can drink anything else for a while," Daniel said.

The ram picked up his backpack and opened the door, "Well ... we can always do other things," he said quickly.

"Sure ... I have nothing else to do," replied the lynx, picking up his backpack and following his mate.

"Great! Do you like video games?" asked the ram, moving towards the exit of the bathroom.

"Y-yes ... I also liked the kiss you gave me ..." the cat murmured, feeling his cheeks turning red again.

"You mean my tongue raping your throat?" Eric teased.

"Yeah..." Daniel sighed, deep in the intense experience he had just lived.