~A Tiger’s Little Fan~
Inspiration: https://e621.net/posts/3367524
"Woooo! We love you, mister Tykan!" 
"Thank you! Thank you everyone, haha..." The tiger's deep voice rumbled out across the stage, in stark contrast to the loud high-pitched cheering of the whole school.
Tykan is the leader of a sports gang known as "The Wildcats". While it is on the basis of image for the team that he is a tiger, there is no denying his excellent sportsmanship that has carried the group to success these many long years.
But Tykan has a secret. One which no-one knows, not even his most adored-of fans...
He is a cub lover.
It's normal for him to play at high schools and colleges - in fact, he never goes to anywhere but those two places! There was once a time where he was out on the field, playing against other states' teams liberally, but that time has long since passed...
The Wildcats have since emerged as the victor in every state of the world.
And this has afforded the opportunity for our dear Tykan to go from one educational institute to the next...
Of course, he isn't exactly the most degenerate of cub lovers, as wolves definitely hold the gold medal in that aspect, but he simply can't stop himself from getting a semi from hearing the encouraging cries of a whole high school. Then a young wolf ran up to him, hugging his waist tightly, his small face literally stuffing itself into his grown-up bulge.
"I love you so much, sir!" The cub exclaims. 
"W-Whoa, kid! Steady on there!" The tiger laughs, but he cannot hide his blush. This is the first time a young fan has done something so... innocently pervy to him (as strange at that description may sound!). Part of him wants the cub to hold onto his waist, hell, he's really stopping himself from grinding the kid's head into his packed crotch! Were it not for that pesky crowd...
Behind the squirming and hugging cub, an older wolf steadily walks up behind him, fixing Tykan with a compassionate gaze.
"Sorry about that, bud. My little brother gets a bit excited when it comes to you." The teenage wolf said, carefully undoing his little brother's hands from around the tiger's big butt.
"Now now, Alex! What have we said about jumping on men?" 
The young black wolf pouted, crossing his arms while frowning at his brother. He was very much enjoying rolling about his face in the tiger's crotch.
"He didn't stop me! If he didn't like it so much, then why did I hear him groan underneath his breath?!"
In an instant, Tykan felt the whole world stop around him. What the cub said was right, but nobody would believe a little troublemaker like that, right? Right?
The tiger just gulped, and the older brother seemed quite surprised by Alex's response, trying his best to avoid eye contact with the famous sportsman as he awkwardly tripped on his words, offering a half-arsed 'goodbye' and grabbed his little brother's arm.
"Silly kid, d-don't say stuff like that. C'mon, we're going back home."
As the pair walked away, Tykan could swear that he heard a lustful "Fuck..." coming out of the older wolf's mouth, and took note of how he quickly had to adjust his pants.
That's when the world started moving again. With a smirk, Tykan shouted goodbye to the cub, who swivelled on his feet at the mere sound of the 24 year old's grown-up, baritone voice, the same voice which Alex has cranked it to for many sleepless nights, his parents and older brother none the wiser.
The cub looked heartbroken.
"W-Will I see you again?" he asked.
Tykan walked up to the cub and knelt down, patting his head lovingly. 
For a moment, it seemed that the cries of the crowd were drowned out, and only the special bond between these two men were clear as day.
Alex's heart poured out of his chest at the sight of this handsome tiger. His first love. His first male crush.
He's right there... just an inch away.
In a low voice, the tiger simply said:
"I can see you again if you like."
The cub's eyes lit up with glee. His tail wagged at a breakneck speed, swishing against the reflective flooring.
The older brother in the distance seemed happy for Alex, but still, he wondered what Tykan had told his younger brother that night...
When Alex came rushing back to his brother's hand, the older teenager couldn't help but ask:
"Did he say anything to you?"
Alex's ears perked up at that.
"Huh? Oh, nothing!" He said with child-like glee, smiling brightly.
The older brother chuckled.
"You're an awful liar."
"Till next time, little one..."
~A Pervy Player~
Inspiration: https://twitter.com/wolfblack2543/status/1496424108451823623
The Wildcats continue their tour of the states' high schools and colleges, and they also continue flashing unsuspecting cubs.
Well, not exactly 'flashing...'
Let's just say that the cats tend to put their hands under their tank tops and lift them to show their hardened abs every time it's the signing session.
Although this man would just play it off as seeming tired or sweaty from the game, in reality he's only doing it because he's surrounded by a bunch of squealing little cubs, and instinct compels him to show off his greatest assets to become a breeder.
It's like an instinctual, hormonal reaction which better fits a teenager. Just look at how Tykan did it - no man would ever draw his pants unusually low to a point where his dark pube bush can be seen. But, like it is his mating call, he does it to show the cubs "this is where your face should be".
The cubs' eyes will instantly take stock of the tigers' large muscles, and any other masculine features they have, such as body hair, and they will find themselves asking all manner of questions.

The curiosity will begin. And these perverted players would love to capitalise on that. 
"I'm just going to show your son the ropes," Tykan might say to a father one day, escorting the cub to a private training room to teach him the basics of basketball, presumably. Little did his father know, that night, his cub had literal ropes plastered on his face. 
And when Tykan's manager came in to tell him to clean up, he first had to recoil from the funky smell of jizz in the gym, and take note of the little one covered in thick, bubby-white ropes of sperm, smiling and wagging. A common sight and an all too common occurrence.
~Swim Coach~
Inspiration: https://e621.net/posts/3377350
The Wildcats have a wide array of swimming coaches at their disposal, too. And it just so happens that they all teach cubs!
No man is better to show you how to swim and use your body effectively in the water than a muscular tiger who looks like he could knock your block off, and this coach often gives demonstrations of swimming techniques for the simple fact of not needing to explain it in words. Some cubs learn a lot better from seeing rather than listening. 
Most boys won't be able to avert their gaze from the man's muscular frame anyway, watching him move about and tense up every time the tiger does his 'morning warmups'.
"Remember lads, you've got to have a big stretch first!"
"Yes sir!" The cubs hollered out, quickly copying his movements.
For cubs which may have difficulty balancing on their feet, then you can be certain they are given proper support... by the coach's fellow Wildcats assistant, who props the struggling boy up by the bum.
"Now, just move your arm like this..." the man whispers out in the boy's ear, making him crumble at the sound of his growly voice. In an instant, the cub's muscles are relaxed and he melts in the embrace of another man who takes control of his body.
("Heheh... They're a sucker for real men.")
"Once you guys have finished stretching, hop into the water! I'll join you shortly," the coach shouts out.
Though many cubs are quite eager to get to swimming, an uncertain boy by the name of Alex timidly walks up to him...
"I'm too scared to go into the water..." he admits, looking down to the floor ashamedly.
The swimming coach knelt down and looked at the cub eye-to-eye.
His smile is genuine, and his eyes depict a feeling of true concern for his student.
"Is it the other boys you're afraid of, Alex?" The man whispers, causing Alex to nod his head, unable to maintain eye contact with his secret crush.
The man stood up again, affording the black-furred cub a full-frontal view of his suspiciously oversized bulge.
The coach winked at him and told him to get changed:
"Come back here this evening when your classes are over, then. I have something to show you. And no, you don't need your parent's permission."
Alex wagged and smiled. He felt so special! 
"Y-Yes sir!" he barked out, scurrying back to the changing rooms.
—That evening...
Though his invitation to Alex to join him after his classes is enough to make even the most gooned-up cub stop his lust and think twice, Alex decided to force his way head-on to the possibility of extreme danger. He could be kidnapped. He could be swept away in the paws of a cruel man.
But, instead, all he saw was his coach standing there next to the pool, in nothing but his one-size-too-small speedos. He had his hands on his hips, and he simply nodded a greeting to the shy, timid wolf.
"Happy you could make it!" The man cheers out. He is always happy. He speaks in much the same manner to the rest of the cubs who join his class, and this makes Alex feel like he's actually part of the team; his learning difficulties do not seem to faze the tiger one bit. Instead, the man offers what support he can to the shy child, and Alex felt truly loved from this.
"Now..." he continued in a low voice.
"There's nobody else around to bother us here, so it's nice and quiet. Shall we continue with the lesson?" 
Alex simply nodded and wagged, but this time he managed to lift his head up to meet eye-to-eye with the tiger coach, who looked quite surprised to see Alex's genuine happiness.
It was as if he was a father watching his child grow up.
"Haha! Now there's my boy!" He encouraged, pushing the cub in the pool by the butt, so the unsuspecting student would drop unceremoniously into the water.
Alex was taken by surprise, but still, he laughed. If this was with anyone other than his beloved coach, then we would fret over what people thought of him. Instead, the man cannonballed himself into the water, drifting up the water to take the laughing, pitter-pattering young wolf in his arms in no time.
"Grrrr!" he ruffled the boy's headfur in his tight embrace, and he soon found that Alex was unbelievably ticklish. He's such a squirmy boy! 
The coach's heart filled with love. And, for once in his life, Alex felt truly at ease.
"You... You really make me wish I had a son sometimes, Alex," the coach said, in a tone of voice that Alex had never heard before.
His downcast face turned into a smile within a second, soon washing the sadness away.
"But it would do us no good to fret! We've got to get on with the lesson," he laughed.
Alex didn't want to move. He wanted to stay like this. 
The young cub put all his effort into pinning his brawny striped coach against the inside of the pool's wall, but what he ended up doing, without realising, is grinding his ass against the tiger's meaty bulge. 
That's why, instead of hearing laughter coming from the man, he heard nothing but hungry moans and deep growls.
"F-Fuck..." The tiger breathed out.
Alex could feel the man's cock engorge to a length that he never felt against him before. The teacher is fully erect.
He felt his big arms wrap around him carefully and, in his ear, the man whispered...
"Could you grind some more? I'm so close..."