Joshua W. Chisholm  Tyr 10
Campus Grounds  Chapter One

	It was late in the afternoon and the football field was crowded with the local college team.  Art, a youthful cougar in his second year of college was there taking pictures.  He worked for the college newspaper and was covering the story for the starting team this year.  He would play football as well, but an unfortunate accident his junior year in high school left him disabled.  He was hit by a car while driving on his way to practice, the door bending inwards and piercing his legs against the center console.  Most of his bones were broken and there was too much nerve damage that the doctors were unable to save his legs.  Art had ask they don't amputate anything off.  He liked his feet, whether he could use them or not.  Art wheeled along in his wheelchair working his way down the sidewalk next to the bleachers, making his way closer to the team to take pictures.  
	Art readied his camera and zoomed in on the players in the field.  He always enjoyed watching the team play.  He took a few pictures, snapping a few good action shots.  Art really envied the quarter back.  He was a well tuned machine.  His name was Maverick and he was excellent at what he did.  This was his third year as quarterback for the college.  He was a young tiger with thick orange fur and black stripes.  He had great potential to make it to the big time.  Art was sure the tiger would go far.  Last year, the tiger led them into the championship with a record of sixty-four and zero.  Each game played, he led them to victory.
	After several hours of play, the gridiron cleared.  The team was making their way down to the showers.  Art wheeled his way down to the field and down the ramp that led to the locker rooms.  He wanted to interview a few of the players about the upcoming season.  He wheeled his way into the locker room before he got blocked.  
	A short and fierce looking lynx, who was the teams top reciever, and a bulky and large bull, who was one of the teams fullbacks. Both of these guys always caused trouble for Art.  The cougar was expecting the worse. They stood in the doorway, blocking Arts way in.
	"Derek," Art nodded to the lynx, and then to the bull,"Akota, do you guys mind if I interview you?"
	"Yeh, we do mind fag," said the lynx, crossing his arms.
	"Aww," said Akota,"Don't be so mean to the widdle guy.  He only wants to take pictures of us naked.  He needs to add to his collection."
	"There's no need to be dicks," said Art giving them menacing looks,"I just want to see how a few of you guys feel about the upcoming season."
	"We feel well enough," said Derek, putting a foot between Arts legs and pushing his wheelchair away,"Now run along kitten, I'm sure you're boyfriends are looking for you."  Both the lynx and bull broke out in laughter and walked into the locker room
	Art sighed and pushed his paws against his wheels, moving himself away from the locker room.  Maverick had overheard what Derek and Akota said to him.  He looked around the corner and saw Art wheeling away.  Maverick sighed and went into the locker room.  He approached the bull and lynx.
	"Guys, seriously," said Maverick,"The kid has it tough enough.  He lost all he had because of some idiot driver.  He'd be just like us right now if it wasn't for his accident."
	"Oh, come off it Mave," said Derek,"I have nothing against him being cripple.  Once a fag, always a fag."
	Maverick bit his lower lip.  He wasn't appreciating the mockery from his team member.  "Save it for the field Derek," said Maverick calmly.
	"Alright, fine," said Derek getting up and going to the showers.
	Art was making his way back up to the college dorms.  He heard pounding footsteps against pavement coming up behind him.  He felt arms lift him out of his chair and him getting dropped to the ground.  He landed hard on his paws.  He lifted himself up to see Akota tossing his chair up into a tree.  Derek was standing over him.
	"Look little bitch," said Derek,"You might be safe when Mave is around, but otherwise, we'll harass the fuck out of you.  Why don't you quit trying to do reports on sports and do something more important with your life.  Go play with your little friends and forget your dreams."
	Derek and Akota walked away.  Akota kicked dirt into Arts face before taking off after the lynx.  Art just laid there and sighed.  This wasn't the first time Derek and Akota did this to him.  There wasn't much he could do about it either.  Art moved himself up onto his butt and sat back against a bench.  He would hope someone would come walking by soon.
	There was crunching of feet on rock and sidewalk.  Someone was walking his way.  A kangaroo rounded the corner and gasped seeing Art on the ground.  It was Arts over-dramatic friend, Jorn.  The kangaroo meant well, but he made a big scene about everything.  He spent most of his life wrapped up in the theatrical arts.
	"Oh my god!" exclaimed Jorn,"Art, are you ok?"  The kangaroo walked over and picked Art up and set him on the bench,"My god, you look like such a horrible wreck.  Where's your chair?  In the tree again?"
	The kangaroo huffed and stood up.  He rushed over to the tree and jumped up, grabbing the chair and falling to the ground with the chair on top of him.  He stood up, brushed himself off and wheeled the chair over to Art.  He picked Art up again, but Art beat his paws at him.  He didn't like getting assisted into his own chair.  
	"I was so worried about you," said Jorn,"We've been waiting on you to join us for D&D but you never showed, so I decided to come find you."
	"Jorn," said Art, and the kangaroo nodded, looking down to Art,"I'm fine, don't worry.  Lets get back to the dorm, I'm sure Gearr and the others are waiting."
	Jorn nodded and lead the way.  Art wheeled close behind the kangaroo.  Art always liked Jorns tail.  It was the best feature on the kangaroo.  Though he had a handsome face, Art always went for that tail.  The cougar wheeled hard by the kangaroo and tagged the kangaroos tail.  Art pushed hard against his wheels, trying to race the kangaroo to his dorm.  It was a close match, but Jorn pulled in front and opened the door for Art.  The cougar smiled and wheeled in.  
	They lived in the Thunder Dorm.  It was named by the colleges original theatre troupe.  It was four stories tall and was the only dorm that was fully wheelchair accessible.  Art didn't mind living here, it helped him concentrate on his homework.  Also, if he ever needed help, he just needed to knock on anyones door.  Everyone in the building were all the 'smart kids'.   They referred to themselves as nerds and geeks.  Art saw them as friends though.  They introduced him to so many new things as well.  He recently found himself loving D&D, and played it with a group of friends every Friday and Saturday.  
	They got onto the elevator and rode it up to the third floor where Arts room was.  They were playing in Arts room tonight, he felt kind of bad not being there when everyone else was showing up.  As Art wheeled up with Jorn by his side, there was a group of guys waiting.  A buck named Gearr came striding forward, he was missing a horn.  He had a scrawny figure and a jaunt chin.  He seemed very sophisticated.  He was also Arts closest friend.
	"Art, what happened?" asked the buck.
	Before Art could answer, Jorn went off,"Wheelchair in a tree again.  Pretty sure it was the jerky jocks again."
	Art sighed and unlocked the door to his dorm.  He waved a paw inviting everyone to go in.  He wheeled in after and left the door open to allow circulation of air.  He went to the window and opened it up.  Worse part about the dorm, it didn't breathe much.  Also, since he was going to be stuck in a room full of geeky or chubby guys, it was sure to heat up.  Art took off his shirt, which he knew the others looked.  Art knew most of his friends were gay, and he didn't mind.  Art was still unsure what he was, though he did find guys pretty attractive.  The cougar had a well formed chest and good solid arms.  It's all he had left to work out, and did like to show it off.  
	His room had a couch on the left side of the room and his bed on the other side.  He had a few pictures up on the walls.  One was of his favorite quarterback, and the rest random fantasy pictures he'd collected over the last year.  Wizards and knights and such.  Art kept his clothes in his dresser, which sat next to the window, all of his wears were neatly folded.  Only thing that was messy was his bed which he never bothered to make up.  He wheeled around to face the room, and had a book, a sheet, and a pencil shoved into his paws by Jorn.
	Gearr walked over and sat next to Art,"So, what happened?" asked Gearr as he opened up his own D&D book to look over statistics.
	Art opened his book and started working on his character sheet."What's the level tonight?" Art asked.
	"Level eight," said Gearr,"Now, quit trying to change the subject."
	Art sighed,"It was Derek and Akota again, up to their usuals."
	"Why don't you go tell their coach or something?"
	"It's not worth it," said Art, concentrating on his sheet.
	Gearr put a paw onto Arts.  "Come on," said the buck, looking up to him with glossy eyes,"We've talked about this before."
	"I know we have," said Art looking down at him,"And don't give me that look.  You know it makes me laugh."  The cougar gave a half smile.  "Besides, Mav has been sticking up for me lately."
	"Ohh," said Gearr,"Maybe that tiger has the hots for you." The buck winks at the cougar.
	"Oh shut it," said Art tossing his pencil at the buck.  
	Gearr held up his paws defensively, laughing and handing back the pencil.   Both buck and cougar started working on their character sheets.  Soon, everyone was swimming in Mountain Dew, Cheetos, and dice.  They were half way through a round of battles when an unexpected visitor showed up.  Maverick froze in the doorway and looked over the room.
	"Well, well," said Jorn,"If it isn't our superback."
	"That's quarterback numbnuts," said a fox from across the room.
	"Whatever," said Jorn sticking out his tongue, and turning his attention to the tiger,"What brings you here oh studly one?"
	Maverick gave everyone a smile and a small wave.  He had never quite seen something like this, so wasn't sure what to make of it.  "Uhm.."started the tiger a little awkwardly,"I was wondering if it's ok for me to sit in.  I've heard about D&D and decided to look in on it."
	Jorn looked over to Art, as it was his room.  "Sure," said Art, knowing Maverick was an ok guy from what he knew,"Come on in."
	Maverick nodded and walked across the room over to where Art was.  Maverick was bare-pawed and had to snake his way over dice and soda cans.  He stepped on a four sided dice and plopped over on the bed howling a bit.  
	"Good god," said Maverick,"This game is dangerous already."
	The rest of the room laughed.  Even Art.  Many have stepped on four sided dice, and it was a most painful experience.  Maverick finally managed a seat next to Art and Gearr.  The tiger gave them both a smile and a nod.
	"So, what's you're attraction here?" Gearr whispered to the tiger.
	"I came by to apologize for what Derek and Akota did earlier," said Maverick.
	"Oh, you mean for the tree incident?" said Gearr.
	"Tree?  What tree?" asked Maverick, now wide-eyed,"Art, why do you keep letting them do this to you?"
	Before Art could answer, Gearr spoke again,"That's what I've been saying.  I'm sure your coach would do something."
	"Screw the coach," said Maverick,"I'd do something to them.  Arts a good guy.  He's helped me with physics."
	"You're doing physics?" asked Gearr with a raised eyebrow.
	"I do more than football thanks," said Maverick coolly, he then turned to Art,"Seriously though, if they do anything, come to me, and they'll be fixed.  I can make them lose their scholarships.  It's the only thing paying their way through college."
	Art smiled to Maverick, the cougar had to shake some thoughts away.  The tiger was even more attractive this close up.  Art bit his lower lip and shook his head.
	"No," said Art,"It doesn't need to go that far.  Maybe not let them play for half the season. I don't know.  Whatever works."
	It was Arts turn for the attack in the battle of the game.  They continued the game as always.  Maverick was soon reading through the book and drinking down Mountain Dew.  He felt kind of nerdy, but this was really fun.  The tiger kept asking questions here and there, and someone somewhere in the room had an answer.  This was better than football thought the tiger.  Everyone knows what they're doing and are more responsive.  He chuckled to himself and soon the D&D game was coming to a close.
	"Come back tomorrow," said Gearr as everyone was getting ready to go.
	The group of them gathered up their empty cans and tossed them into a recycling receptacle out in the hallway.  There was movement going in and out of the room as everyone gathered their stuff together.  Everyone giving Gearr and Art hugs good-bye.  Soon, there was only Gearr, Art, and Maverick left.
	"Well Art," said Gearr,"I have to run.  I promised Jorn a date, so I better pay up."
	The buck chuckled as he walked out of the room and met up with Jorn who was waiting in the hall.  The kangaroo went into a rant about how good the D&D game had been.  Gearr merely sighed but listened.  Soon, they disappeared around the corner.  Maverick was standing next to Art.
	"So," said Maverick giving a nod,"Quite a bit of guy on guy action going on here."
	Art chuckled a bit,"Yeh.  I think it's good for them."  
	Art blushed as he felt Maverick looking at him.  Art wheeled over to his fridge and grabbed another soda out.  He popped it open and took a swig from it.  Maverick walked up behind Art and put his paws on his shoulders.  The tiger gave the cougar a small squeeze.
	"You know," said Maverick,"I do believe you wanted an interview."
	"Oh yeh," said Art, shivering a little as the tiger massaged against his shoulders,"I wanted to ask how you guys feel about the new upcoming season."
	Maverick nodded,"We're feeling pretty good.  Our team needs some work this year though.  We lost a lot of good players after the last season.  We've got quite a few first years playing the field."
	Art nodded.  He wasn't sure where the tiger was going with his paws, but the massage felt too good to ask him to stop.  Maverick moved his paws firmly against Arts back, working deeply against the cougar.  Art let out a soft moan.  He then blushed as he looked down, his pants were tenting.
	Maverick rubbed his paws up to the cougars ears and gave him a comforting rub,"Well Art, I'm gonna head back to my dorm.  I think I'll stop by again tomorrow.  Perhaps you guys will be willing to let me join."
	"Yeh," Art managed to breathe,"Of course.  I'm sure the guys won't mind."
	Maverick gave Art a wink and took off out of the room.  Art wheeled over and closed the door.  He took in a deep breath and proceeded to slip his pants off and lay in bed.  He propped himself up and pawed off.  He had just found himself attracted to a guy, and it felt right.  His paw squeezed his shaft for what was only ten minutes before he got off.  He let out a sigh and groaned as he leaned into his pillows.  Soon, he fell asleep.
	Art awoke the next day, it was almost noon.  The cougar stretched out.  He then slid into his chair and tossed a towel over himself.  He wheeled out into the hall and went to the bathrooms.  The bathroom was outstretched with urinals along the wall, numerous stalls with toilets, and at the back of the room were multiple showers.  
	Art slung his towel over the wall and wheeled over to the shower that was accesible for him.  He slid off his chair and used the bars to steady himself.  He took a seat on a ledge that was sitting there.  He turned on the water and let it run a little, checking it with his paw.  Soon he was satisfied with the temperature and sat under the water.  He let himself get soaking wet before he moved himself back to his chair.  He reached beneath his chair and pulled out a small black bag.  
	He pulled out his soap and shampoo.  He moved back under the shower and sat back down.  He started rubbing his body down with the soap.  Slowly he worked his way down to his legs.  There was a clutter of noise.  Art looked up as Jorn was scooping up his stuff off the floor.  He tossed his towel over the wall and went up to one of the showers.
	"Well, hello gorgeous," said Jorn, looking over to Art.
	Art chuckled,"Hello yourself.  How was your date last night?"
	"Amazing," said Jorn with a grin,"Your best pal really knows how to show a guy a good time."
	"Ah, that explains all the noise," said Art teasingly, the cougar was working on rinsing his legs off.
	Jorn giggled and turned on the water.  He yelped out as the freezing water hit him.  He struggled working the water to warm.  Art applied the shampoo into his sleek hair.  He scrubbed it in and rinsed it out.  After a while, Art was completely satisfied he was clean.  He turned off the water and grabbed his towel.  He started drying himself off.  He tied his towel around his waist and started to wheel out of the bathroom.  Just in time it seemed.  A few of the other guys and Gearr were just entering.  There was sure something to happen.
	"Morning Art," said Gearr with a grin, leaning down and hugging the cougar.
	"Morning Gearr," said Art with a smile,"I think that crazy roo is waiting for you."
	Gearr giggled and gave Art a wink.  Art made his way back to his room.  He opened the door and slipped in, closing the door behind him.  He slid off his chair again and slipped the towel off.  He reached over to his drawers and opened them up.  He pulled out a shirt and a pair of shorts.  He slipped them on.  He had to lean back onto the bed to get his shorts on.  He bounced his hips up and slipped them on.  He buttoned them up and zipped them closed.  He moved back into his chair and took off out of his room.  
	He took the elevator down to the first floor.  He moved through the lobby and out the door into the fresh air of the afternoon.  It was a partly cloudly day.  It was very warm, but had a light breeze crawling through the air.  Art wheeled his way across the campus, heading towards the football field.  He was hoping to see the afternoon practice so he could make a good solid report for the paper on Monday.  Upon arrival, he found the field empty.
	Maverick was walking along the bleachers.  The tiger noticed Art and walked over.  Maverick slipped himself down onto one of the bleachers and took a seat.  The tiger wore a very saddened look.
	"Where is everyone?" asked Art.
	"Well," started Maverick,"The teams drug tests came back.  Seems a few of the guys did roids over the break.  They're canceling further practice till the investigation is over.  The dean is going to find out where the guys got their stuff.  So, in otherwords, we might not have any games this year.  We're down to fifteen guys to play.  Sure, we can take the field, but we'd be killing ourselves every game."
	Art flattened his ears,"I'm sorry to hear that Mave."
	The tiger looked up to Art,"It's alright.  Maybe I can make this a year for academics.  I'm pretty sure if I work hard enough I could have my bachelors degree by next year."  Art looked out over the field as Maverick fell silent.  The tiger then spoke again,"Can I hang out with you today?  I mean, if that's alright."
	Art turned to the tiger,"Of course it's alright.  I mean, if only you can handle hanging out with me and other geeks."  The cougar chuckled a little bit.  
	Maverick patted a paw to Arts shoulder and stood up.  The cougar turned about and started to wheel back to the campus, the tiger joined at his side.  Both the guys made their way back up to the college dorms.  Art brought Maverick back up to his room, leaving the door opened.  Maverick took a seat onto the bed and Art wheeled over to the window and opened it. 
	"Expect company," said Art,"The guys like hanging out with me.  Though, most of them like checking out my arms."  The cougar chuckled a little bit.
	Maverick smiled,"They're pretty good guns."
	Art blushed.  Maverick stretched out onto the bed and laid there a moment.  Art leaned back into his chair and stared at the ceiling a moment.
	"You know," said Maverick,"May I try something with you?  I've been a little curious."
	"About what?" asked Art, a little curious as well, looking over to Maverick.
	"Well," Maverick blushed a little bit,"I've been wondering what it'd be like with a guy."
	Art almost fell out of his chair,"I'm sorry...What?"
	Maverick raised his eyebrows and smiled sheepishly,"Sorry.  It's just been something I've been wanting to try.  I figured, you know, since you know a lot of them.  I thought I could ask you if you knew anyone that wouldn't mind giving into my curiousity."
	Art bit his lower lip,"Well, I've been wondering that same thing."
	"Really?" asked Maverick as he sat up, his eyes looking down to Art.
	"Well, y..." started Art, but didn't quite get it out.  
	Maverick had hopped off the bed and pressed into Art.  The tiger had his lips pressed firmly to the cougars lips.  Maverick moved against Art, and the cougar didn't resist at all.  Soon, both the males were rubbing tongues together.  Art murred as he felt Mavericks tongue slip firm and hard against his own.  Soon, the tiger moved off of Art.  Both of the guys were smiling broadly.
	"Oh, my,god!" came a voice from the doorway.  Before either of them could react, Jorn had rushed off to tell everyone.  Both Maverick and Art were left there blushing.
	"Well," said Maverick,"That's going to go over well."
	Art chuckled,"I think it went over very well."
	Maverick gave Art a warming hug.  Soon, there was a crowd at Arts door.  Art raised an eyebrow.  Maverick blushed horribly.  The tiger wasn't sure what to do now.
	"Nu-uh," said Gearr, leaning against the doorway,"Art, you stud you.  I didn't know you were nailing the quarterback."
	"Har har," said Art, looking over to Maverick,"We were just trying it out."
	Gearr shooed the crowd away and half closed the door.  He looked over to Maverick, then over to Art.  He crossed his arms and stared them down.
	"How was it?" asked the buck.
	Art was going to respond, but Maverick beat him,"It was wonderful.  I think we'll try a little more.  Perhaps when we have more privacy."
	Arts jaw dropped.  He wasn't sure about trying more.  Though, the moment that just happened between him and the tiger was exhilirating.  Art heaved out a deep breath of air.
	"Well Mave," said Gearr,"We get word of you hurting him, we'll hunt you down with fire and pitchforks."
	"Not to worry," said Maverick squeezing a paw firmly to Arts shoulder with a smile.
	Art grinned up to Maverick.  Maybe this will work thought the cougar.  Gearr gave them a satisfied smile and walked out of the room.  The day passed by slowly.  Maverick had taken Art out for lunch.  Somehow, they seemed to be the buzz everywhere they went.  Apparently, news travels fast.  Maverick didn't seem to mind though.  Something like this usually hurts a jocks image.  Maverick seemed content with being seen with Art.  They saw both Akota and Derek while they were out and about.  Both bull and lynx scowled at them, but didn't dare say a word.  They didn't look happy at all.
	Maverick grabbed Arts paw as they walked by the two.  Maverick gave both the bull and lynx a wink as he pushed Art along.  Art, for once, didn't mind being pushed around in his chair.  His paw was occupied for once with something else.  Maverick and Art arrived at a cafe not to far off from the campus.  It was in the middle of the lunch rush.  Maverick left Art at a table and went and got them some food.  He came back with some sandwichs and cups of coffee.
	"So,"said Maverick,"This sure beats practice."
	Art smiled and blushed,"Yeah, but what are you going to do now?"
	"Well," said the tiger,"I guess I have to wait to see what the outcome is.  Besides, I'm studying for a bachelors in physics.  I'm sure to find some sort of science job, like a teacher or something.  Either way, football or science, I love them both."
	"You're going to have to up your scores a bit though,"said Art,"I know I've been helping you get through some of the classes, but I'm struggling a bit this year.  I've added on a few extra classes to get more credits."
	Maverick nodded,"Well, without football, I'll have more time to concentrate on my school work.  If I want to keep my school paid for, I either have to play football well, or keep my grades top notch."
	Art nodded and took a sip from his coffee.  They sat in silence for several moments.  They both started eating through their sandwichs and drinking down their coffee.  A few people walking by stared them over and a few gave them flirtatious waves and winks.
	Maverick smiled and looked to Art,"It seems folks figure this stuff out a lot faster than what I thought."  Art nodded and the tiger continued to speak,"You know, I've been thinking.  Maybe we should try this out.  Dating and stuff."
	Art could feel his ears turn red,"I...I think I would like that."
	Maverick smiled and rubbed a paw to Arts.  Art grinned broadly and kissed the tigers paw.  They finished up their lunch and sipped down the rest of their coffee.  They finished up and were ready to head back.  Both the tiger and cougar made it back to the campus.  Jorn came bounding up to them in his usual ditzy and cheerful fashion.
	"Hey guys, you ready to play?" asked Jorn.
	"D&D?" asked Maverick.
	"Of course,"said the kangaroo doing a spin in place, a smile over his muzzle.
	Art, Maverick, and Jorn made their way into the dorm.  They made it to the third floor and into Arts room.  The same group from last night came in after a short while of waiting.  Jorn leaped up when Gearr entered, and smothered him in a kiss.  The buck blushed and pushed the kangaroo away playfully.  Maverick started to notice that everyone from last night had come into the room being a couple with someone else.  He didn't feel awkward now.  
	The game started under way.  Maverick found making a character sheet very complicated.  The other guys in the room were very helpful in making Maverick a rather powerful character.
	"He may be no quarterback,"said a fox,"but he's very capable of kicking ass all the same."
	Maverick chuckled.  They worked their way through the game.  Maverick seemed very enticed by the process of the game.  He thought it was just guys throwing dice and killing imaginary monsters, but there were puzzles, shops and taverns, and something called NPC's, which meant Non-Playable Characters.  Those were the characters everyone could interact with that were part of the game.  After some time, Art was feeling warm.  He took off his shirt, and instantly the game stopped.
	"Oh Art, you tease," said Gearr playfully,"Way to interupt the game."
	The group of them broke out in laughter.  Maverick gave Art a very warming grin.  Art leaned back in his chair and flexed his arms out, and then made his pecs wiggle a bit.  Jorns eyes seemed to pop out as he broke into a fit of giggles.  Soon, the game was lost.  Everyone was talking and goofing off.  Stacks of empty soda cans rising quickly as they were all having a good time.  Soon, the night was creeping up on everyone.  A few of the guys were starting to part from the room.  
	After a while there was only Art, Maverick, Jorn, and Gearr left.  Jorn and Gearr got up and sat on either side of Maverick.  Both of them were looking the tiger over.
	"Uh oh," said Maverick,"What did I do?"
	"Well," said Gearr,"Since it's your guys first night, we went out and bought you both gifts."
	Jorn held up a neatly wrapped box.  Maverick gave them suspicious looks.  He took the box and unwrapped it.  He opened up the box and within was a package.  Maverick pulled up the package with a blush.
	"It's a collar and leash," said Jorn excitedly,"We could only find red, so we hope it works fine for you boys."
	Art was chuckling,"Thanks guys, but this is just starting out."
	"Oh, come on," said Gearr,"Once you go gay, you never go back."
	Maverick gave Art a blushing smile.   He decided to humor the buck and kangaroo.  Maverick donned the collar and handed the leash to Art.  Art took it and giggled.
	"Ok, there we go,"said Maverick,"I guess this makes me the bitch, right?"
	Jorn howled with laughter,"Oh yeh, sure does."
	Gearr patted Jorns leg and got up,"Well, we should get going."
	The kangaroo got up and picked up Gearr and spun him around.  Gearr squeeled a bit before he got set down.  He went over and gave Art a hug, then ruffled Mavericks headfur.  They all exchanged good-byes.  Gearr closed the door on his way out.
	Maverick took off the collar,"Heh, crazy bunch them."
	"Yeh," said Art, he then looked over to Maverick,"You taking off as well?"
	"Actually, would you mind if I stayed the night?" said the tiger,"Maybe we could try something.  Like they've been saying we should."
	Art felt himself blush all the way up to his ears.  Maverick smiled and stood up.  He leaned over the cougar and pulled him into a kiss.  Art murred softly and moved into the tiger.  Their lips met and soon they dived into a deep passionate kiss.  Their tongues melding together and massaging back and forth.
	Soon, Maverick lifted off his shirt, breaking the kiss.  The tiger then lifted the cougar and placed him on the bed.  Slowly Maverick slid against Arts body.  This was getting very intense for both males.  The tiger moved back against Arts lips and moved them back into a warm kiss.  Art felt his hard on pressing firm against his shorts and against Mavericks leg.  Mavericks own shaft was pulsing firm against Arts thigh.  Art felt brave and reached a paw down and groped against the tigers firm cock.
	Maverick let out a soft groan.  He broke the kiss again, only this time to depants both of themselves.  He slipped Arts shorts off and then kicked his own pants away.  The tiger stroked a paw gently up Arts cock.  Art shivered greatly.
	Maverick blushed as it was his turn to be brave.  He leaned down and ran his rough tongue over the cougars cock.  Art groaned out and reached his paws down, grabbing Mavericks ears and holding on.  The tiger then slipped the cougars cock into his warm muzzle.  Slowly the tiger worked up and down the seven inches the cougar provided.  Maverick purred heavily as he kept sliding along the cougars shaft warmly.  He kept a tight and firm suction to Arts cock.  Art could only moan and gasp as he held onto the tigers ears for dear life.  
	Maverick was really getting into this.  He sucked firmly and moved all the way down Arts cock.  Maverick slid back up and slipped off, gasping lightly for air.  He looked up to Art, the cougars paws having release his ears.  Slowly the tiger moved up Arts body and kissed to the cougars lips.
	Art flexed his cock, making his barbs perk up as he was fully aroused.  Maverick sat on Arts stomach, feeling the cougars twitching cock behind him.  Art smiled and wrapped a paw around Mavericks eight inches of a member.  Maverick let out a soft purr.
	"So, you want to see if I can ride you?" asked Maverick, a little uncertain about what to do next.
	Art squeezed Mavericks cock firmly,"Mmm...I think we can do that."
	Maverick steadied himself upwards and placed the tip of Arts cock against his star.  The tiger took in a deep breath and slowly pressed down against the slick cock covered in saliva.  Maverick yelped out as the cock pierced into his virgin hole.  The barbs of Arts cock pressing firm against the tigers hole as he kept sliding down, adding more to the sensation.  Maverick grimaced as this was very painful, but it felt so good and so right.  He finally felt himself sitting down on top of Art.  Arts cock fully hilted into Mavericks warm tail hole.
	"Mmm...god," said Maverick through gritted teeth,"This feels good."
	Slowly Maverick started to rock back and forth.  Art could feel his cock slowly slip within the tigers warm depths.  Art wrapped a paw around the tigers cock, stroking him as he went.  Maverick started to ride firmly against the cougars firm shaft as the cougar kept a firm paw around his own cock.  The cougar groaned and moaned, but not as loudly as the tiger.  Maverick swiveled his hips up and down, sliding along Arts shaft.
	Art shivered in deep pleasure as the tiger kept going.  Art start to arch his back a little and tried his best to thrust his hips up.  He could feel his barbs pressing through the tigers hole.  His barbs flared hard as he was starting to feel a little close to erupting.  Art slid his paw firm and hard along Mavericks cock.  Maverick groaned as he helped Art pummel his cock in and out of him.  He was satisfied with Arts paw sliding along his shaft.  He could feel his loins starting to burn as he was feeling himself getting close.
	Art started to buck up against the tiger.  Working the best he could up into Maverick.  He closed his eyes.  Art started to groan out in long lustful sounds.  Art did the best he could to hold back, but the pleasure was so overstimulating.   Art grabbed his free paw to the tigers side and pulled him down as he released his seed.  Art gasped out as he exploded hard into the tigers warm depths.
	Maverick, realizing what was going on, sat down hard onto the cougars cock.  The tiger wanted to make sure he got all of the cougars goo inside of him.  The sudden pressure of fluids pressed against Mavericks prostate sent him over the edge.  Arts paw was still working at the tigers cock.  Art could feel Mavericks cock pulse as it was about to erupt.  Art kept going till Maverick cummed out over his stomach and chest.  Ropes of the tigers seed flew all over Art.  
	Art smiled broadly as he kept a steady stroke to the tigers cock, making sure to milk him of all he's got.  Maverick stayed on top of Art, breathing hard and heavy.  Both males were very uncertain as to what just happened, but  two things were sure.  Art was no longer a virgin, and Maverick was certain he'd be gay for a long time.
	"That," Maverick managed to get out,"Was hot."
	Art rubbed his paws along Mavericks hips,"I...I've never done anything like this before."
	Maverick smiled down to Art,"Well, then I should thank you for trusting me."
	Art pulled Maverick down into a kiss.  The tiger and cougar wrapped their arms around each other.  Both of them purred contently.  Then there was a banging on the door.
	"Keep it down in there!" came Jorns voice, then tons of giggling and running down the hall.
	Both Maverick and Art laughed.  Slowly Maverick slipped himself off of Arts cock. He did so with a grunt.  Maverick leaned back down and kissed Art.  The cougar rubbed his paws against the tiger firmly.
	"Perhaps we should go shower," said Art.
	Maverick nodded in agreement.  He slipped off of Art, and Art slipped into his chair.  Art put his towel on his lap and wheeled to the door.  Maverick stood there, nothing to cover with.
	"You got an extra?"the tiger asked with a grin.
	"I think you look fine like that," said Art teasingly, and wheeled out the door.
	Maverick shrugged and chased Art down the hall to the bathrooms.  Upon entering, there was a ruckus in there.  It seemed most everyone else was in there.  Once Art and Maverick entered, there was applause and cheers.   Art felt his ears were on fire, as did Maverick.
	"One of you has got a set of lungs," said Jorn,"I never hear anyone over my own yelping."
	"Jorn!" exclaimed Gearr, swatting his ass.
	Maverick and Art smiled to eachother and exchanged kisses.  Both of them joined the group of other guys in the showers and got themselves cleaned up.  After much water splashing and towel snapping, everyone finished in the showers.  A lot of the guys were really curious about Maverick as they've never seen him nude.  Maverick blushed red, but didn't mind at all.  Everyone made their way down the hall in fits of giggling and playing and groping.  Everyone dispatched into their rooms with their partners.  Art and Maverick slipped back into Arts bedroom before Jorn could do anything more to flirt with them.  Both of them slipped into Arts bed and settled down to sleep the night away.  Soon, they fell asleep in eachothers arms as they laid happily on the bed.