The Year 5000: Chapter 11: University
By
Varos

It's midday as I take a seat in the middle of the cavernous lecture hall.  I might not be a true alpha, but I do enjoy being around others, if only in smaller doses. 

The hall has enough seats for 500 students, but only about 200 of them have butts in them.  I'm not the only canine in attendance, but I am the only wolf.  That in itself sets me apart.

From day one, people would stare at me as though they thought I was lost.  I got the same reaction in all of my classes.  It's my size that turns heads.  I'm easily the largest fur in the room, both in height and especially in build.  Most of my classmates only come up to my chest.  They eventually got used to my presence, and the sideways stares subsided.  No one pays me much attention anymore.

The room echoes with friendly conversation as we wait for Professor Zaytsev.  Our weakness as a society is on display as I look around the room.  There's not a single hoof in attendance.  Smaller breeds of felines occupy the majority of the seats, while smaller canines occupy the rest.

Humans made our ancestors to fill the roles they didn't want to do themselves.  As a result, we have an overabundance of basic labor.  We're great at building new things and maintaining the old.  We have plenty of highly skilled furs, but the super intelligent like myself are far fewer.  There has yet to be much point in correcting the problem.  There aren't too many habitual places left on the planet.  

What was once tundra thousands of years ago is now a dense forest.  The Earth is slowly recovering.  Grasslands have reclaimed deserts, and forests are creeping steadily south with each passing year.  We're actively working to heal our planet, but it'll be at least another thousand years before the damage is undone.

I follow along with my laptop and make notes as the slim feline at the head of the lecture hall drones on with a passion you don't usually come across.  I would guess he's about 50, but he still looks like a teenager.  Brilliant blue eyes are surrounded by brown that gives way to cream-colored fur.  He's a Siamese.  I admit that he's cute.  His passion is intoxicating.  You'd never tell he was a professor if it weren't for his fine suit. 

The large screen in front of the class changes, as does the copy on my laptop.  Victor slows his pace as he transitions into another crucial issue with integrated systems.  

My phone begins to vibrate in my pocket.  I assumed it had to be my Brother or one of my friends.  The sound is subtle, but I hear more soft rumbles from around the room.  More furs begin to take their phones out.  There are no rules against it as long as it doesn't disrupt the class.   

I went to high school with twelve of the students in the hall.  Every one of them is looking at their phone.  It's weird, so I take mine out as well.  I give it a poke.  It's a live stream from Cassi Calloway's trial.  I had completely forgotten about the incident with Chris and his friends.

I stick a pod in my ear to listen without disturbing the rest of the class.  Our justice system is more compassionate than what humans had during their reign.  Criminal trials are sealed and never broadcast live.  Something isn't right.

The view is from the back of the courtroom.  It appears as though someone smuggled a phone into the proceedings.  I barely recognize the pitbull mix on the witness stand.  

I haven't heard from Chris in about nine months.  The last message I got from him was.

Chris [ My parents don't want me to go to college.  They want me to take a year off first.  They'll only help me if I stay out of trouble.  So right now, I'm looking for a job. ]

Alex [ I'm here if you want to talk or hang out sometime. ]

Chris [ Thanks, but I think I need some time to figure things out first. ]

That was the last I heard from him.  Seeing Walt again brings it all back.  

The prosecuting attorney, a grey tabby, asks Walt one last question.  The huge pitbull shakes uncontrollably as he types on a tablet.  

A mechanical voice answers.  I had heard Walt had come out of his coma, but I never realized how bad the neurological damage was until now.  

What's the point of this?  To show the world what she had done to him?

The camera follows the huge pitbull as he rolls out of the witness stand in a wheelchair.  I look up from my phone to see a dozen other furs in the lecture hall gasp in shock.  No doubt this was the point.

Walt is stable enough to wheel himself.  He steers for the center aisle and rolls to a stop alongside the defense table.  He looks at Cassi.  The wild dog appears to have recovered from her injuries.  She looks up and gives him a sly smirking smile.

It only lasted about 10 seconds, but that was more than enough time.  A chill went up my spine as I watched in real-time as the enormous pitbull snapped.  With no effort at all, Walt tosses the small fox defense attorney across the room.  

In the next second, he knocks the tiny wild dog to the floor.  Everything happens in a blur.  Powerful hands squeeze Cassi's shoulders.  Her screams are cut short as Walt's powerful jaws clamp around her muzzle.  The sound of breaking bones rings out in my ear.  
Walt tears her muzzle from her face with a twist of his powerful neck.  Blood sprays over his white dress shirt.  The muscles in his forearms tighten like steel cables as he crushes both of her shoulders in his grip.  

Cassi tries to scream but only succeeds in spraying red over Walt's white shirt.  Furs in the courtroom scream in panic while others stare like deer in the headlights.  The two guards begin to move, but it's not soon enough.

Walt's shirt is crimson red, along with his muzzle and neck.  He's crazed out of his mind.  He lunges in for more revenge.  He takes an ear into his maw, pulls back, and tears it from her skull.  The other ear disappears a split second later as he savagely tears into her.

The two guards realize they don't have time to waste.  An enormous brown bear draws his taser and discharges the weapon.  A small dart hits the raging pitbull in the back.  Sparks dance along his body, but he doesn't notice at first.

Walt can't stop himself.  He lunges forward again.  His short fangs scrape against the left side of her face.  Adrenalin counters the effect of the current surging through his body.  His jaws find purchase and clamp down with all the strength he can muster.  He lifts her in his jaws and shakes her like a rage doll.  Bones splinter as he rips her eye socket from her skull.

The dart senses its target's resistance, and the current ramps higher until Walt succumbs and crumples to the floor. 

The attack only lasted about 10 seconds.  Walt could have easily killed her with one bit if he wanted to.  I feel a wave of nausea come over me as the live feed cuts out.  

I look up from my phone.  A dozen other furs were watching the same thing.  Some have hands clasped over their muzzles in shock.  I can hear someone behind me begin to dry heave.  

The disturbance grabs Victor's attention.  He glares at the nearest student who's interrupted his train of thought.  "You, what the hell is going on?  You have two seconds to put those away, or I'll have all of you thrown out!"

The rest of the class stares in confusion as a small female tabby with blue fur rises from her seat in the front row.  She holds back tears as she walks up to Vic.

The Siamese's anger turns to confusion as she hands her phone over.  Victor watches the last 10 seconds.  If his fur could have turned white, it would have.  He looks like he's about to vomit as he rushes out of the room.

Murmured whispers echo around the room as to what just happened.

* * *

I couldn't get the images of Walt ripping Cassi apart out of my head.  The sound of bones being crushed in his jaws is something I'll never forget.  

It's easy to forget what a large fur can do when they lose control.  Smaller furs don't stand a chance in a fight.  I'm more than capable of doing the same thing.  I can only imagine what my Brother could do to someone with his enhanced strength.       

We may have been modeled after animals, but our instincts are far subdued compared to our source material.  Still, furs are people, and sometimes people can snap.  The problem occurs when your attacker out weights you by 300 pounds.    

It's been two weeks since the mauling at the courthouse.  Walt was arrested along with the cameraman who live-streamed the event.  It turned out it was his cousin Leroy.  Walt had no idea he was filming it.  Leroy only wanted to show the world what she had done to him.  He didn't intend to broadcast the attack live.

Our justice system emphasizes rehabilitation more than punishment.  Leroy already pleaded guilty to a misdemeanor.  Walt, on the other hand, is seeking an insanity plea.  Most likely, he'll get time in a mental hospital.

It's not often a mauling like that happens, but it does happen.  Our society isn't perfect, and we're far from human.  A human wouldn't buy a fur that had a high probability of tearing his owner to pieces.  Violent and criminal traits were intentionally excluded from our DNA.       

The media is still a buzz with discussions of long-simmering issues.  Violence has grown steadily over the centuries as furs have bread naturally.  We aren't as bad as humans, but humans also didn't have the strength of 10 men.

Gun sales quadrupled as a result of the coverage.  Unlike the days of humans, guns are highly regulated among the public.  Rifles and shotguns are allowed for hunting.  In contrast, revolvers are permitted for personal defense.  Six shots are the maximum for public firearms.  Only the police are allowed to have more powerful weapons.        

I don't blame smaller furs for wanting to protect themselves and their families.  Other than running away, a domestic cat or a fox could do nothing against a fully-grown wolf.  In that case, a gun would be their only defense.

* * *

I watch and listen as Victor gives a step-by-step explanation of writing code for mechanical systems used in factory machining.  I try to focus, but the blizzard raging outside the large windows pulls at my attention.

The class comes to an end as Vic sends everyone a copy of tonight's assignment.

When I started at Sebasticook University, I got stares because I was the largest fur in the advanced classes.  I've had plenty of random guys on campus ask me out; however, I didn't share a class with any of them.  It took time, but eventually, my smaller classmates warmed up to me.  

The females approached me first.  Their advances were far more subtle compared to their less intelligent counterparts.  I didn't say it explicitly, but I no longer hide my disinterest.  They were smart enough to figure it out on their own.

My stature can be quite intimidating to a guy who's only 4 feet tall.  It took months for the males in my classes to warm up to me.

I let it slip that I was taken, but it didn't stop the braver classmates from hitting on me.  In truth, I liked the attention.  I reciprocated, but we both knew it was only friendly banter.  I began to understand why Chris was so obsessed with fucking everything that crossed his path.  I sometimes imagine it could be a lot of fun.       

Adin and his boyfriend, Badir, go out of their way to sit next to me when they have the chance.  I've made it clear to them that I'm not looking for a date.  They flirt with me anyways; it's fun, so I happily play along.  Both are domestic cats, and both are just under 5 feet tall.  I have to admit they make a cute couple.  They're quite the characters and aren't shy about making out in public.  

I'm not much of a history buff.  Adin and Badir are classic examples of their ancestry.  Adin's teal eyes give way to bright red fur with varying stripes of neon blue.  Badir's coat is just as exotic.  Bright green fur is trimmed in purples and oranges.      

Not every fur that humans created was created equal.  Even after centuries of natural breading, the impact still shapes our society.  The need for basic labor was greatest.  Humans could adopt a base-level fur through government-assisted programs and pay almost nothing.

The difference comes when you start to spend your own money.  Increased size and strength were obvious upgrades.  Increased intellect could get expensive.  Giving your new pet exotic fur was costly and often a status symbol that only the wealthy could afford.  Nearly every fur in the hall has exotic fur of some kind or another.  The fact that my coat is solid black makes me stand out even more.

Victor closes his laptop, signaling the class has ended.  Adin rises from his seat.  He intentionally swipes his stripped tail across my face.  Badir gives me an amused smirk.  

I follow behind the two felines as the lecture hall empties.  In truth, I like both of them.  We have common interests and a lot more.  It's been several months since they first approached me.  We've grown increasingly comfortable with each other.  They're the first real friends I've made since coming here.  Unfortunately, there's one problem.  I know what they want, and it's not something I can give them.  Sometimes I wish I could get the full University experience.

The double doors swing wide as I step out into the blistering cold and blowing snow.  A medium size hoof with a snow shovel passes by me as he heads inside.  I zip up my light jacket and pull the hood over my ears.  Most of the other students have shoes on.  I still can't bring myself to wear shoes, no matter how bad the weather gets.

Adin and Badir wave goodbye as they say, "We'll see ya tomorrow Alex."

I wave and casually say, "See ya."

I watch as they lace their arms around each other waists and pull close.  I sigh with envy as I trudge through the snow-covered sidewalk.  

It's mid-March the snow is wet and heavy.  I found my SUV in the assigned parking spot I paid for.  A foot of snow covers every surface.   A pile of snow falls on my paws as I open the door.  I clean the SUV off, climb inside and pull out of the parking lot.  I take it slow even though the roads have been recently plowed.

Sometimes snow storms can get the better of us, but maintaining the infrastructure is one of the things we're good at.  The storm added 10 minutes to my drive.  I pull into the parking lot at the gym as a plow truck zips back and forth.  I park in a recently cleared spot to avoid being in the way. 

The same hoof I always see at the front desk sits on his phone.  I know he doesn't like it, but I can't help but mess with him.  "Hey, Kevin."

"Hey," he says without looking up.

I assume his name is Kevin.  That's what it says on his shirt.  I find my locker, remove my street clothes, and dawn my smelly gym clothes.  I walk into the weight room.  I smile as Zack discreetly pushes Vance to do one more rep.  

"Hey guys," I say.

Zack doesn't look up as he says, "Hey, Bro."

"Hey Alex," says the big cat between exhales.

We all know our schedule on school nights is tight.  I find myself a treadmill to warm up with a jog.  Working out can be mindless at times.  I feel my thoughts wander to the two brightly colored felines from class.

After 20 minutes, my heart finally started to quicken.  I turn the machine off and head to the other side of the room to join my two best friends.

"You look happy," says Zack as his legs lift against a mechanically driven bar.

"Yeah, those two cats I told you about keep following me around like lost kittens."

"Oh, what were their names again?  Adin and Badir?" asks Zack.

I nod and say,  "Yeah."

"You know you'll only be in University once.  You should have some fun with them while you can," says Vance from a neighboring machine.

I give the mountain lion a stare, and he says.  "What?  There's no harm in having some fun.  It's no worse than going to a movie or seeing a game.    We both know what kind of wolf you are, Alex.  All that matters is where your heart lies.  Plus, life is too short to live in regret."

"There's more than one kind of regret,"  I add as I walk away.  I'm glad to see Vance has come out of his depression.  He never would have considered such a thing a few months ago.  

I head to the other side of the room to start on my upper body.  I didn't want to continue the conversation.

Two hours is more than enough for me.  I don't want to get huge.  A large medium build is my goal.  So far, I'm right on track.  Too much exercise, and I'll turn into a heavyweight like my Brother.

"Hey guys, I'll be in the breakroom."

Both of them have moved onto heavier weights.  Zack's lips pull back from the strain; he looks fierce with his fangs exposed.  They give me a node before I leave the room.

I've been spending too much money between the drink shop next door and the expensive showers.  Conserving money is where I differ from our Mother.

I tap my phone against the vending machine, hit F4, and a protein bar falls to the bottom with a soft bang against the metallic bin.  I was getting sick of the meat-flavored drinks.  I decided on a mango fruit smoothie instead.  I hit D6 on another machine, and a bottle falls to the bottom with a thump.  I reach in and retrieve my drink.

The breakroom was empty as I set my laptop on a table and started on Vis's assignment.  I was about half finished when my giant, overly muscled little Brother appeared from around the corner.  I checked the time it was only 5:45 pm; they'd finished early.

The great thing about the gym is that we can have our fun whenever we want.  However, paying to use the privet showers was getting expensive.  We limited ourselves to Mondays and Tuesdays when our Mother was off from work.    

With a grin, I close my laptop and stuff it inside my bag.  Even though tonight is Wednesday if they want to have some fun, who am I to say no?

Zack is panting as he takes a seat across from me.  The chair creaks under his weight.  He reaches for my drink and downs the remaining contents.  I watch with amusement as his face wrinkles.  He didn't expect it to be mango-flavored.  

Without saying a word, I get up, take my phone out, and tap it against the reader on the vending machine.  This time, I hit B2.  I pop the cap and slide the bottle across the table.  

"Hey, thanks, Alex, you're the best," my Brother says with genuine appreciation.

"Hey, I'm your Bro; that's what I'm here for,"  I say with a chuckle.

I sit down as the enormous wolf takes one long chug.  This time it's beef-flavored, and he doesn't wince.  He's wearing a simple white tank top that stands out against his black fur.  It leaves little to the imagination.  I can't believe how much he's grown, but most of all, I can't believe how big his muscles have gotten.    

I took a second to admire my best friend while the bottle's contents quickly disappeared down his throat.  Watching him grow up has been a thrill.  I think back to the first time he fucked me.  He was bigger than me, even as a 14-year-old.  Even back then, he had more muscle than I did.  And there's the fact he was stronger than me.  I'm glad he's only 17, and the show isn't over yet.

I never thought I'd share him with anyone.  In truth, it was the best decision we've ever made.  We both love Vance.  I can't wait until we're all living together. 

Zack sees me staring at him and says, "What?"

"Oh, nothing.  I was just admiring how big your muscles have gotten, is all,"  I say with a smirk.

My Brother puts the bottle down.  He flexes at me teasingly.  His hands clench into fists.  Veins bulge through the shorter fur on his thickly muscled forearms.  His forearms contort as he twists and turns his wrist.  He casually lifts his arm into the air and flexes.  He might be on the low end of a heavyweight, but he's still a heavyweight.  His peaked biceps look like they're about to rip through his fur.  The white straps of his tank top lift upwards as he tightens his pecs at me.

My Brother runs a hand over his furry chest, saying, "Yeah, I'm really starting to put on muscle now.  I sware I'm bigger each time I leave the gym."

"Yeah, you definitely have Zack.  And I sware I can see you getting bigger from one day to the next."

He laughs and downs the rest of the drink.  "It won't be long before I'm more than twice you're size."

"Yeah, that'll be fun, but I'm looking forward to when you're more than three times my size."

Zack shows me his fangs and says, "Oh, I almost forgot why I came over here.  I think I just saw Chris head over to the treadmills."

"What, Chris?" I ask questioningly.  

"Yeah, He's the only teenage half lab half greyhound mix I know of."

My ears dip as I frown.  I got worked up for nothing.  I haven't seen Chris in about 9 months.  He's still my friend even though we've drifted apart.  

"Are you two done yet?"

"Almost.  I just thought you might want to go say hello or something."

"Thanks, I will.  I'm not sure if he will be up for talking after everything that happened,"  I say.

"Yeah, especially if he saw Walt tear Cassie's face off," Zack says as his ears dip with concern.

"Hey, if he does, and it gets late.  Just text me, and I'll use that as an excuse to come and get you, okay."

"Alright.  Good luck," says Zack as he lifts his bulk from the chair.  

Zack does a jump shot with the empty bottle, which lands in the trashcan.  He does the same with mine.  For a moment, I wish we'd done sports when we were younger.  Only our Mother would never have allowed it.  She had better things to spend her money on, like herself.  Plus, it would require a little bit of parental involvement.  Going to parties was more fun.

I sigh as I follow behind my Brother's bushy tail.  He continues down the hallway while I detour into the locker room to stash my laptop in my locker.  I haven't seen Chris in almost 9 months, what do I say?

I turn the corner to find a huge hoof with brown fur in the process of stripping naked.  He's one of the biggest hoofs I've ever seen.  He's easily 8 feet tall.  I'm 6'2, and I barely reach up to his chest. 

I remember him from the first day I came to the gym.  I've seen him off and on over the last year and a half.  At first, he wouldn't even look at me.

His shorts come off, and he smiles at me.  I give him a toothy grin in return.  He's about as heavily muscled as a hoof can get.  I suspect he goes to the gym for two reasons.  One to maintain his definition and two to find dates.

I tossed my bag into my locker and turned to leave.  For once, his huge equine cock is inside his sheath.

"Hey, Hue," I hear from behind me.

We both turn to see a shepherd with brown and black fur coming up the aisle.  He's about as tall as I am but far less muscular.  He gives off the vibe of someone who works in an office.  He gets closer, and his eyes go wide.  I get the sense this is their first time meeting in real life.  

In a deep, rumbling voice, Hue says, "Hey, Ben."

I look up and give Hue a node.  He smiles at me and returns the gesture.  This isn't the first time I've seen Hue with a date.  Only I never learned his name until now.  

It's rare to see him with the same guy twice.  I suspect his dates are paying for it.  For a moment, I wonder how much he charges.  I realize I've never been on a dating site before.  I don't know if he's using one, but I make a mental note to look him up as I walk away.

I've found the bright red signs that read | NO SEX IN THE SHOWER | 
is seldom enforced.  Apparently, there's a 3 strike rule, but someone has to file a complaint first.  I doubt Kevin, who mans the front desk, gives a shit.  I think it's more of a use-at-your-own-risk type of thing.  If you're shy, you can always use the private showers.  They aren't that expensive if you're quick about it.  

I leave the locker room behind me.  I pass by Zack and Vance as I head toward the row of treadmills.  I see a canine with yellow fur at the very last machine.  He's wearing a grey T-shirt and black shorts.  It's as though he's saying he wants to be left alone.

I walk up behind him and say, "Hey, Chris."  

He doesn't react.  I assume he's got earbuds in his ears.  I step onto the neighboring machine and wave my hand at the edge of his vision.  The unexpected motion makes him jump.  He looks annoyed until he notices who's bothering him.

Chris pulls the earbuds from his ears and stuffs them in his pocket.  "Oh hey, Alex."

"Hey, Chris.  My Brother told me you were here.  It's been a while.  I figured I'd come and say hello.  So how've you been?"

Chris reduces the speed on the treadmill to a slow walk.  "I got a job, so that's pretty much all I've been doing.  What about you?"

"I'm going to Sebasticook."

"How's that going?" he asks casually.

"Good.  I'm still living at home, so I'm not getting the full university experience.  So it's pretty much the same as high school."

Chris doesn't say anything.  I can see the thoughts shifting in his head.  He's about to say something and stops himself several times.  We may have drifted apart, but we're still friends.  It shouldn't be this awkward.

"Chris, I know we've kinda drifted apart there for a while.  But I'm still your friend.  I'm here for you if you want to talk."

"Hey, thanks, Alex, but I think I'm good."

My ears dip in disappointment.  I can tell he wants to be left alone, but I feel if I walk away, it'll be forever.  "So, is this your first time at The Barn?"

He just nods his head and says, "Yeah."

The sense that he wants me to leave him alone rolls off of him like fumes, but I'm not about to give up.  "If you ever want some pointers, just ask.  Me, Zack, and Vance are here almost every day.  We would enjoy your company."

"Thanks, Alex, I might."

"I'd like your company," I say as I look him in his eyes.

For some reason, that hit a nerve.  He hits the off button on the treadmill.  I expected him to turn, make some flimsy excuse, and leave.  Instead, his ears droop; it looks like he's about to cry.  I stare at him with concern as he gets himself under control.  

"You know Alex, I think you're the only friend I have left."

"That's not true.  You still have Brent and Simon,"  I add.

His shoulders slump, and he sighs, "Yeah, but I haven't talked to them in a long time either.  I haven't been much of a friend to any of you guys for the last few years."

"You want to start over?" I ask.

"You know I'd like that."

I can tell he hasn't talked to anyone since the incident at the party.  I ask him again.  "I'm here for you, Chris.  I'm still your friend.  You want to talk?"

The lab mix nodes his head in shame.  He realizes this might be his last chance.  I smile at him and say.  "Come on; I'll buy you a drink."
Chris follows behind me.  I can't help it as my tail starts to wag.  I turn back.  He notices and smiles at me.  We walk closer to Zack and Vance.  To my surprise, Chris says, "Hey Zack, hey Vance."

"Hey, Chris," they both say in unison.

We round the corner.  Chris pulls up alongside me as we get out of earshot.  "Holy fuck, those two are getting big.  Especially your Brother.'  He says with a pause and an audible gulp.  'How much does he weigh?"

"Ahh, 365 as of last week."

Chris gulps even louder than before.  "Damn, that's crazy.  And he's only what, 17?"

"Yeah, he's only 17, but he'll be 18 in May."

I find myself in front of the breakroom again.  Fortunately, it's still empty.  It'll be far quieter than the drink shop next door.  

Chris says, "Oh, and I've noticed you've also put on a ton of weight too.  What are you up to?"

I pull my phone out of my pocket.  I pull up the payment app and hold it against the reader on the vending machine.  "What do you want?"

"Ahh, B2," says Chris.

I smile as it's the same drink I had just bought for Zack.  I do another transaction and hit F5 for myself.  Another plastic bottle hits the bin with a bang.  I toss them on the table, and Chris takes a seat.  I shuffle to another vending machine and grab a bag of beef biscuits.  I sit, tear the bag open, and lay it on the table for both of us.

"Strawberry, really?" Chris says teasingly.

"Yeah, I've been getting a bit sick of the meat drinks."

"Well, at least it's not grass flavored," he says with a snicker.

I wince at the thought.  "Oh, and I'm up to 205."

"Damn, Alex, you got me beat by almost 50 pounds.  And to think I used to be bigger than you once."

"Yeah, and I think I might be a bit taller than you now," I add.

"Yeah, I noticed that too.  I just wish I hadn't been so obsessed with chasing after the females.'  I give him a look.  He smiles as we both know it's an understatement.  'Yeah, I know I got a little carried away," says Chris with a sigh.

"It's not too late.  You're only 19.  You can still put weight on easily enough, and I'll help you if you want."

"Yeah, I know, except I've stopped growing.  So I let another opportunity slip past me.  I know I can still build muscle.  Except it gets harder once puberty ends.  I just hope I have at least 6 months before it becomes difficult."

"So I assume that's why you're here?"

Chris nods and says, "Yeah.  My goal is to reach 200 before August."

"So, where are you working?" I ask.

"Universal Parts Manufacturer," he says.

"Yeah, my Mother works there too.  I think just about everyone for 50 miles works there or at least knows someone who does."

"Yeah, I know.  Fortunately, my parents don't work there."

"They still keeping an eye on you?" I ask.

Chris sighs.  "Yeah.  I took the night shift, so I won't have to see them as much.  I think it's better this way.  I know they mean well, but I don't like being watched over like I'm a pup.  When I get home from work, they've already left.  On my days off, I sleep until the afternoon.  I usually just play video games all night.  I hardly see them.  It works out great."

"You still planning to go to school?"  I ask, wondering if he still plans to attend.

"Yeah, about that.  I can trust you, Alex can't I?" 

His ears dip, and his expression turns serious.  "Of course, you can, Chris.  We've been friends for years.  Have I ever let you down?"

I can see it in Chris's eyes as he realizes who his real friends have been all along.  The lab mix lets out a soft whimper as he wipes something from his eyes.  "I thought we were friends,' he says with a pause.  'Not you, I mean Walt and the other guys.  But after the party, none of the other guys would talk to me.  The fun was over.  I felt used.  They all moved on like I was nothing."

I can see the hurt in his eyes.  My ears dip as I asked him.  "I'm guessing you saw what happened at Cassi's trial?"

I pop a biscuit in my mouth as Chris nods his head.  "Yeah, I saw.  And to tell the truth, I'm glad he tore her face off.  He literally did nothing to her.  He didn't deserve to be fucked up for the rest of his life."

Chris eats a few biscuits and drinks from his bottle.  It looks like he's deep in thought.  "If I tell you something, will you keep it a secret?"

"Of course, Chris, I won't tell anyone."

He looks nervous as he says.  "Alright, I trust you.  So I'm not going to go to school next year."

"What, why not?" I ask, unable to hide my surprise.

"Well, I plan to join the Guards, but namely, I want to join the police side of it."

"And I guess you're parents don't know?"

Chris nods his head.  "No, they don't.  So you can't tell anyone.  They'd lose their shit if they found out."

"Don't worry, Chris, I won't tell anyone.  I'm guessing that's why you started going to the gym?"

The yellow lab mix seems to relax finally.  "Yeah, I need to put on about 50 pounds to meet the minimal physical requirements.  I want to get bigger than that, but I should be able to reach 200 pounds before enrolment starts in August."

"You know I could see you as a police officer."  I chuckle as I slap his arm.

"What I really want is to become a detective.  I'm still a nerd, so it'd be a perfect fit for me.  I still have to go through all basic guard training, though."

I give him a confused look, and he continues.  "As you know, we aren't like humans; we don't have a military.  The Guards fill a bunch of roles.  Probably the most common is responding to natural disasters, which means things like clearing roads, cutting down trees, and searching for survivors.  You need to learn basic medical too, but that stuff is all in the low tier.  Most guys who do that still work a normal job.  They're more like reservists who are only called on in emergencies.  But they do collect a check for being on call.  You'd be surprised how many people enroll to receive that perk."

"Yeah, that doesn't sound that bad, actually.  I know I've cut down enough trees myself," I say.

"Well, you'd pass the physical requirements for sure, but it does exclude a lot of people.  Policing is where you get into the more advanced stuff.  That's a 2-year program.  The nice thing is that it can be free depending on your performance."

I half choke on my drink as I stammer.  "Free!"

Chris smiles and nods his head.  "Yeah, but it all depends on your performance."

"I know you, Chris.  You'll be top of you're class and won't pay a single credit."

Chris smiles and says.  "Yeah, I hope so.  You know, on second thought, I think I'd like it if you'd help me work out."

* * * 

I chatted with Chris for close to an hour before my phone buzzed.  I pulled it out of my pocket.  It was a text from Zack.

Zack [ I'll be in the SUV.  Vance is going to walk home. ]

My ears dip as I turn to Chris.  "Sorry, but Zack is waiting."

"Yeah, no problem.  So I'll see ya tomorrow?"

"Yeah, I usually get here somewhere between 3:30 and 4 o'clock.  If you get here before me, hit up Zack and Vance.  They obviously know what they're doing.  I know you don't know them that well, but I know they'd love the company."

I follow Chris; he heads left, and I head into the locker room to retrieve my stuff.  Hue and his date are gone.  They had cleaned up, but I could still detect the faint scent of semen in the air.  I trade out my clothes and grab my jacket and bag.  I walk past the front counter and say, "Later, Kevin,"  and hear a faint grunt of acknowledgment as I step into the winter cold.

Streetlights shine in the darkness.  Light flakes of snow land on my nose and melt.  The storm has passed.  The parking lot will need to be cleared again.  It's deep enough for my paws to sink into.  The engine rumbles as I walk up to the large SUV I co-own with my Brother.  The black surface was just cleared of snow.  I step over the discarded piles and climb into the passenger seat.  I toss my bag into the back as Zack puts it in reverse and heads toward the exit.

I lean back in my seat and relax.  "You know I never get tired of watching you drive.  It makes you look all grown up."

Zack laughs and says, "I know."

The heat is set on low.  I enjoy the cold.  I sniff the air; the only scent I detect is my own.  I hear Zack sniffing at my scent.  "You and Vance take care of business?" 

Long white fangs show in the light of oncoming traffic.  "You mean, did we fuck?  Then yes.  I let him pound me.  We didn't have time for me to tie.  I humped him for a bit, and he sucked me off.  I can smell you, so what about you?  You want to tie when we get home?"

I sigh and say, "I can't.  I talked too long with Chris.  I need to finish my homework."

"I'll let you hump me, and I'll suck you off; how about that?" Zack adds.

I let out a chuckle.  "Did I ever tell you you're the best little Brother ever?"

"Yeah, more than a few times.  And hey, don't forget I'm 365 pounds now."

"Yeah, trust me, I can feel it every time you mount me or roll on top of me in your sleep.  I still can't believe you're only 17 and already a heavyweight,"  I say.

"Yeah, but I know you like all these huge muscles," Zack says teasingly.

I laugh.  "You're turning into an absolute beast Zack, but you'll always be my little Bro."

I hear a soft whimper from the driver's seat.  "You know these games we play are so much fun.  You think we can ever get this sappy with Vance?"

"It's only been a few weeks.  Let's not rush things.  Maybe we can start teasing him a bit in a few months and see if he likes it.  It all depends if he reciprocates."

"So, how did it go with Chris?" Zack asks me.

"Good, actually.  I was always sad he left the group.  His other friends have abandoned him.  He's been alone for the last 9 months.  He came close to crying a few times but kept it together.  He works the night shift same as Mom.  He's going to start working out at the gym from now on.  So if he gets there before me, could you and Vance help him out?"

"Sure, of course,' says Zack with a pause.  'You know you did say you found him attractive." Zack teases me.

"Yeah, I did, and he still is.  Although I do like the new skinny version.  I have a feeling I  won't see it for long, though."

"Humm, why's that?" Zack asks me.

"I'll let him tell you the reason why, but he wants to bulk up."

"Oh, and I think Vance was right earlier," says Zack as he changes the subject.

"About what fucking other people?" I ask, unable to hide the surprise in my voice.

"I think we should discuss it as a group, but yeah.  I know the three of us will be together forever, so I'm not worried about that."

"Why the sudden interest?" I ask.

"We have each other, and we always will, but we've basically lived like hermits since we were pups.  I know we're not as sociable as a true alpha, but it might be healthy for us to develop our social skills before we become too comfortable with living in isolation."

I sigh as I realize he's right.  I've felt it for a long time.  Having Zack in my life is the only thing that's made it bearable.  "You're awful wise for a 17-year-old.'  I pause as I can't help but jab at his ego.  'You're right, of course.  I think we should at least give it a try.  If it doesn't work out, then at least we know.  I'll think about how we should handle it."

* * *

I make no effort to hide my fangs as a yawn comes over me.  A few heads turn and watch with a mix of fascination and fear.  I close my jaws as I try to focus on the screen in front of me.  

My classes operate on a rotating schedule.  I'll have Victor's class tomorrow.  Right now, it's Debugging with Professor Cartright.  

Most of the software we use today we inherited from our human creators.  For the most part, it hasn't changed in almost 2000 years.  The problems occur when we try to repurpose it by integrating the old with the new.

I can't help but smile as I watch the fennec fox standing on his footstool so he can reach the podium.  He's maybe 4 feet tall at most.  His fur is bright blue with gold highlights and matching golden eyes.  He speaks with a squeaky voice that makes him seem far younger than he really is.

I squirm in my seat.  I'm distracted because I'm looking forward to hanging out with Chris again.  It's been almost 3 years.  I'm excited to pick up where we left off.  

Chris isn't my only distraction.  Adin and Badir sit next to me.  Their constant presence puts me at ease.  What Zack said last night distracts me as well.  I can't stop thinking about the two felines sitting next to me and what it might be like to chase after them.  

The thoughts shift in my head.  I prefer big guys, but I'm also flexible enough to try new things.  I'm bigger than both of them put together.  For a moment, I wonder what it might be like to be worshipped by someone half my size.  I imagine making out with both of them at the same time.  I realized I spaced out and lost the last minute of Chad's monolog.

I was up late last night doing catch-up.  I didn't get to tie with Zack.  I was behind schedule as it was.  He let me pound him for a bit before sucking me off as he promised.  It was still better than masturbation, but it still left me with morning wood.  I took care of the problem after dragging myself out of bed.
Professor Cartright brings the seminar to a conclusion.  Tonight's assignment pops up on my project list.  I sigh as I realize how much homework I have.

I can see the tiered look on Adin and Badir's faces as they peek at the new assignment.  I know they're just being friendly with me, but they're pretty open when it comes to their personal lives.  They met in class and started dating on day one.  They traded rooms shortly after so they could live together.  Like my Brother and I, they do everything together, including studying.  Sometimes I wish Zack was my twin so he could go to class with me.  I smile to myself as I imagine the effect his presence would create in any of my classes.  If my classmates thought I was big, just wait until my Brother walks into the room.

I smile at the cute couple as I lift my bulk from the chair.  I pull my jacket over my shoulders and grab my bag.  I freeze in my tracks as something tugs on my tail.  I turn to see Adin holding it by the tip. 

My tail twitches in protest, I can't help it, but he maintains his grip.  I let my fangs show as I give him a friendly smile.  This is the first time he's laid hands on me.  I assume he wants something.

"Hey Alex would you mind sticking around for a bit," Adin asked in a low voice.

Adin looks excited and nervous at the same time.  I would have politely brushed him off two days ago, but the conversation with Vance and Zack keeps it from my lips.  I haven't discussed it with them yet, but Adin and Barid don't know that.  I have a feeling I'll have no chance with them if I turn tail and leave.

"Sure," I casually say as I return to my seat.  Adin doesn't say anything.  His ears dip as his excitement turns into nervousness.  

It's easy to figure out this will be a privet conversation.  It's the last class of the day.  Some furs linger in conversation, no doubt making plans for later, but most exit in haste.  I can't help but wonder what they want as we wait for the room to empty.  The large double doors click shut as the last tail vanishes from the room.  Being alone with Adin and his boyfriend in the cavernous room feels strange.

My seat is comfy, and I almost fill it.  Both Adin and Badir look tiny in theirs.  I tower over them.  My clothes are loose and baggy but aren't enough to hide my build.  I know I intimidated them when we first met.  I see that same look right now.

Adin and Badir are both betas, although Adin tends to take charge more than Badir does.  For once, Adin is too nervous to break the ice, so I do it for him.  "You guys don't need to be nervous.  I might be bigger than both of you put together, but I'm really just a big nerd.  We're friends, aren't we?"

Adin finds some courage.  He smiles as he turns to meet my eyes.  "Yeah, I know.  It's just ..." he trails off.
"I can be a bit intimidating?" I say as I finish his sentence for him.

Both of them chuckle.  "Yeah, just a bit,' he says with an awkward pause.  'So we know you've taken.  This isn't about that.  We were just wondering if..."

There's another awkward pause, but this time I don't interrupt.  "Well, you see, we've never been around any big guys before.  I know we're friends, but big guys still make me nervous I just can't help it.  We were just wondering if..."

Adin looks down at the floor as he trails off again, but I figure out what they're after.  I hold my hand out to him, and his ears perk up in surprise.  I show him the palm of my hand and spread my fingers wide.  He looks from my open hand to my smiling face.  This time I keep my fangs from showing.

Adin laces his fingers into mine.  Our fingers fold over one another.  Black fur envelops his red and blue striped paw.  His hand almost disappears inside mine.  I squeeze gently.  The sound is subtle, but my ears pick up the excitement within his chest as his heart quickens.

I keep my grip so he can't escape, although the seat would make that difficult.  I may not be a true alpha, but I am the take-charge type.  I get the feeling it'll make things easier.  His eyes widen as I give him a gentle tug in my direction.  I lean forward and brush my muzzle against his.  I press against the side of his face.  The greeting is anything but subtle.  He takes the hint and rubs me back.  A pur emanates from his throat.   

I lean into his ear and whisper.  "We're friends, Adin.  And I like both of you.  Just ask.  I won't bite."

From the next seat over, Badir's eyes are wide, and his mouth is agape.  An audible gulp escapes Adins throat, and his purring abruptly stops.  "We were just wondering if you would let us pet you, is all?  We've never actually felt a guy with..."

This time I interrupt him.  "With big muscles?" I say with a toothy grin.

The small feline nodes his head.  I give him his hand back and straighten in my seat.  I reach down, gather my jacket and T-shirt in my paw and lift upwards to reveal black fur.  Adin's eyes widen, and Badir leans over his shoulder for a better look.

I can't hide my fangs as I watch them stare.  The expressions on their faces are priceless.  It's obvious Adin wasn't joking.  Neither of them has seen a big guy in real life before.  I know what my belly looks like.  I was thin and trim, even as a pup, without an ounce of fat.  Only I'm not a pup anymore.  Years in the gym have given me abs that stand out through my black fur.

I let go, and my shirt and jacket fall back into place.  Both felines look at me like I took a toy away from them.  I rise from my seat with my bag in hand.  I stand over them from their seated positions.  I smile, turn my back and walk down the row of empty seats.  I reach the center aisle, but rather than walking down, I head up instead.

I take a few stairs, stop, and say, "You guys coming?"

Both cats hesitate at first.  They look at each other as my feet ascend a few more stairs.  It takes them a second to realize I'm heading up and not down.  My wagging tail beckons them to follow. 

I reach the top of the lecture hall.  The upper walkway curves away from me in both directions.  I look out the large windows at the scene below.  A sea of white stretches towards the neighboring buildings.  Brick walkways carve paths through the snow.  Snowbanks dot the scene like miniature mountains.

The two colorful felines rush up the stairs.  They stop in front of me.  Both are eager but too shy to speak.  I get it.  I'm a huge wolf, and they're domestic cats half my size.  If I wanted to, I could tear them to pieces.  The fear might not be justified, but it's still a hard feeling to shake.  Our friendship is still a work in progress, and they still find me intimidating.

It's unlikely anyone from outside will notice, but I step away from the window just in case.  I set my bag down and free my right hand from my jacket.  I pull my coat from my shoulders and lay it across the railing that separates the upper walkway from the seats below.  

I could take my shirt off and give them everything they want.  But where's the fun in that?  I want to tease them, if only a little.  Zack and Vance had given me permission to have fun with other guys.  I still want to talk about it first to clear the air, but I have a feeling about how that conversation will go. 
  
The thought of someone walking in on us enters my thoughts.  The building will be closed in a few hours, and janitors will start their rounds.  At most, we would get yelled at and told to take it elsewhere.  A little bit of petting won't take that long.  Anything more than that will have to wait for another day.

My ears perk up as I push my sleeve up to my shoulder.  I angle my arm over my chest.   I make a fist and tighten.  My bicep rises into a rounded mass of muscle covered in black fur.  Every cut in the muscle is on display.  Veins show through my fur.

Both cats stare, too stunned to say anything.  I straighten my posture and strike a more traditional pose.  I do it again but slowly so they can watch my bicep grow before their eyes.

Neither feline dared to pet me as he had asked.  I pause, and they realize they're gawking.  I hold my hand out to Adin as I did before, and he realizes what I'm offering.  Curious feline fingers flow over my hand and then my wrist.  He jumps in surprise as I step closer and angle my forearm in front of him.  I make a fist and tighten.  Every cord of muscle in my forearm stands out through my black fur.  The veins are even more prominent on my forearm than on my upper arm.

"Adin, you wanted to pet me, so go ahead.  I promise I'm not going to bite."

Adin gulps as his slim fingers slide over my forearm.  I hold the pose and then relax.  I do it again, slowly, so he can feel my hard muscles contorting against the pads of his hand.

I hold my arm out in front of him and say.  "Go on."

Adin knows what I'm telling him to do, and his nervousness quickly turns to excitement.  He wraps his hand around my upper arm, and I make a muscle.  I can see the surprise in his eyes as he realizes my bicep is too big for his hand.

Adin squeezes my arm and whispers, "Wow, Alex, you're huge, and your arm is as hard as a rock."

Badir nudges Adin out of the way as he says, "Damn it, Adin, don't hog him."

Adin's look of annoyance turns to a smile as he gives his boyfriend a turn.  I do the same for Badir.  He eagerly pets my arm as I strike a few poses.  I stop and take half a step back.  I pull my shirt up and show off my abs.  Both cats pet my belly like I'm a dog.  Fingers trace the outline of my ten-pack.  My tail won't stop wagging.  

Adin is a bit braver than Badir.  One hand slides up my back while he leans against me.  He looks up at me and smiles as his hand explores the upper reaches of my shirt.  The tips of his claws dance along my ribs.  I know where he's going.  A second later, his hand was on my chest.  Badir follows Adins lead.  I let them explore.  Their hands meet at the center of my chest.  Their fingers trace the curves of my bulging pecs.  I tighten my chest, and the motion makes them jump.

I laugh as I say, "So you guys satisfied?"

They turn to me with a disappointed look on their faces.  It's obvious they want more.  They take a step back, and my shirt falls back into place.

Adin grabs hold of my hand.  "Yeah, thanks, Alex."

"You two don't look as nervous as you did a minute ago," I say.

They realize I'm right, and tiny dagger-like fangs show as they smile at me.  Neither of them knows what to say.  Like it or not, I'm the alpha here.  I step forward, squat down and wrap my arms around Adin.  I hold him against my chest and lift his delicate paws off the floor.    

Adin is stunned as I set him down.  I maintain my grip with one arm but free the other so Badir can join us.  The green-furred feline steps up and gets his arms around me.  I squeeze them together and pull them tightly against my chest.  Short feline muzzles rub against my shirt.  Adin starts to purr, and Badir a second later.  Their noses are so close they almost touch.

I drop my muzzle onto the tops of their heads.  I rub my scent onto them in turn.  I can sense what they want.  This could easily go all the way if I let it; no doubt they can sense it too.  For a moment, I contemplate doing just that.

I give them one last squeeze and let go.  They take the hint and take a step back.  "I have some good news for you two."

"Oh, what's that?" they softly say in unison. 

I casually step around them, put my jacket on, and grab my bag. 
"My boyfriend wants me to make some new friends.  I need to have another talk with him about it first, but maybe we can continue this some other time?"

Their eyes light up at the possibility.  "Really, Alex?" they both ask excitedly.

"I can't make any promises,' I say with a pause.  'Alright, I'll see you two tomorrow," I say as I turn and head down the stairs.

I realized my sheath had started to swell.  It tugs at my crotch as my paws take one stair at a time.  I push my way through the double doors as Adin and Badir retrieve their stuff.

I step out into the cold evening air.  For once, it's not snowing out.  I find my SUV, climb inside and leave the school behind me.  I have a 30-minute drive, and my mind begins to wander.  I'm starting to understand why Chris left us for his new friends.  Flirting and chasing after Adin and Badir has been far more fun than I had anticipated.  I can only imagine how much fun Chris had chasing after the females, that is, while it lasted.

My thoughts shift back and forth from Adin and Badir to Chris.  It's been 3 years since we hung out.  My tail twitches under my butt.  It knows I can't wait to see him again. 

I pull into the parking lot at The Barn.  I say hello to Kevin as I walk past the counter.  One of these days, I'll get him to say more than "hey." 

I can't stop my tail from wagging as I get into my smelly gym clothes.  I enter the weight room to find Zack standing behind Chris.  The labrador mix looks tiny compared to the giant wolf spotting him from behind.

Chris sees me coming and makes to set the dumbbells down, that is until a booming voice from behind says.  "Give me ten more, and you can stop."

Chris turns around defiantly and finds his eyes level with my Brother's chest.  The look on his face is priceless. 

"Come on, ten more, and you two can go hang out," says Zack.

Chris's shorter canine fangs show as he's unable to hide the smile on his face, and he submits.  "Alright, ten more."

"I'll be on the treadmill," I say with a smile as I head off.  I can hear Zack correcting his form from a distance and egging him to lift to the peak. 

I start with a slow jog.  A moment later, Chris joins me on the neighboring machine.  He spins his shoulders from the punishment Zack just put him through.  "Damn, you're Brother is a slave driver, but damn, he's good."

"Hurts, doesn't it?" I ask, amused.

"Fuck yeah, it does.  I know I'm going to feel it come tomorrow.  I need to start stretching more, but at least I can do that at home."

"You taking any supplements?"

"Just one of the basic ones for canines," he says.

"I'll give you a list.  You'll need it if you want to reach your goal by August."

"Thanks, Alex."

* * *

Sometimes a wagging tail is infectious.  Neither mine nor Chris's would stop the entire time we were working out.  I didn't care about myself; I was there for him.  I had never worked out with Chirs before.  It was the most intimate thing we'd done together, more than anything we'd done while in high school.

I made no effort to hide the enjoyment I felt while being close to him once more.  He picked up on it right away.  When he did, I could almost see the emotions swirling inside him.  All those years wasted, and for what a bit of pussy?  Although it was more like a ton of pussy from the stories he'd told.

I took him through my daily routine.  As far as exercise goes, he's more like me and every other fur.  Few can match my Brother or Vance in that department.  I should have started my homework, but I couldn't take myself away from Chris.  We sat in the breakroom with snacks and a drink and talked like we were sophomores again.

I could have hung out with him all night, but unfortunately, it's only Thursday.  Chris has to be at work in less than an hour, and I have school tomorrow.  Sometimes the life of an adult sucks.

I didn't realize how late it was until my Brother and Vance came and got me.  All four of us headed into the locker room.  I half expected to find Hue in my isle, except he was nowhere to be seen.  Vance disappeared to his locker a few isles over.  To my surprise, Chris's locker is only a few doors down from mine.

I caught Chris staring at my Brother as he removed his white tank top.  The flimsy piece of cloth didn't hide much, to begin with.  I couldn't help but peek at Chris while he was distracted; after all, I had the hots for him back in the day.  He's skinny and has some nice lean muscle on him; that's also the greyhound in him.  But that's as far as he goes.  He's on the low end of a lightweight.  I realize he'll need to be in the gym almost every waking minute if he plans to reach his goal by August.  I want to see him join the Guards.  I don't want to see him waste his life in a factory.  I know that kind of life would kill him inside.  I make a mental note to have a serious talk about it tomorrow.

"Alright, I'll see you guys tomorrow," says Chris as he hurries from the room so he won't be late for work.

Zack joins me at my side as our huge mountain lion comes from around the corner.  I can't help myself as I walk up to the huge cat and wrap my arms around him.  There's no one around to see us, but I wouldn't have cared if there were.  

Vance squeezes me in turn.  "Sorry, Vance, it feels like I've been ignoring you."

"Na, it's cool, I understand.  I know how much you missed Chris.  I can see how happy he is to be back.  Besides, I have you're little Brother to keep me company."

"Little?  I'm bigger than you are," I hear the huge wolf protest from behind me.

"Yeah, I know you are.  Now put your shirt on before you make my sheath swell,"  says Vance jokingly.

Zack gives his friend a huff as the right side of his chest rises in a rippling mass of muscle, followed by the left.

"Ahh damn it, Zack, don't tease me.  You're going to make me hard!"

I can't help myself as I slip my hand into the big cat's pants to check for myself.  Sure enough, his sheath is as hard as a rock.  My probing hand only made it worse.

"Damn, there really aren't enough hours in the day,'  I say as I withdraw.  'Oh, and before I forget.  I think we need to have a talk about having fun with other people."

"I'm all for it, and I know Zack is too," says Vance.

"Yeah, I know, but it's more complicated than that,' I pause while contemplating.  'Humm, how about we continue this in the SUV."

"Alright," they both say in unison.

We gather up our stuff.  At least it's a Thursday night, and our Mother will be at work.  At least I can have a little fun with Zack once I get home.  It'll have to be quick because I'm already behind as it is.  I have a feeling I'll be doing a lot of yawning in class again tomorrow.

We step into the lobby.  We all say "later" to Kevin as we exit the building.  This time he actually looked up from his phone with a smile and said, "Night, guys." 

Frozen breath swirled around our muzzles.  The cold night air feels nice.  We pile into the large SUV.  Like always, Zack takes the driver's seat, I take shotgun, and Vance climbs in the back.

I start first, "Alright, just so everybody is clear, we all agree it's okay for us to have sex with other guys?"

Heads nod as "Yeah," resounds around the cabin.

"Sorry, I just wanted to hear it again.  I like making new friends.  My only concern is I don't want what we have to suffer."

"You going to hook up with Adin and Badir?" Vance asks me.

I nod and say, "Yeah.  That being said, I really like them.  But I'm busy enough as it is."

"Alex, don't worry about it.  Go have some fun,' says Vance from the back seat.  'We know we'll be together once University is over.  You're only 19.  Have your fun while you can."

My ears dip as I nod my head in appreciation.  "I think we should have just one rule, though.  It's okay to make a new friend but no best friends.  If you feel things are going down that route, you must let the group know about it first."

"Sounds reasonable," says Vance from the back seat.

"Vance, you were Zack's friend long before I met you.  But now you're mine too.  We both love you.  All I'm saying is that if we add someone new to the group, everyone must also love that person as well."

"Damn, Alex, you're sweet.  You almost made me cry."

"What, why?" I ask.

"You said you love me.  The whole time I was with Brent, he never said it, not even once," said the big cat.

I chuckle to myself as I realize I had indeed said it out loud.  "That's why this little meeting is so important.  I don't want anyone to get hurt, and I don't just mean you guys.  It also applies to anyone you might sleep with,'  I pause for dramatic effect.  'And yes, Vance, I love you."

"Alex is right, Vance,' says the massive wolf from the driver's seat.  'I know you know, but I'll say it as well.  I love you too, you big adorable cat."

Vance rubs his eyes.  I can hear the emotion in his voice as he says.  "Damn it; you guys made me cry again.'  Vance takes a minute to get himself under control and adds.  'And I love you to Alex and you too, Zack."

"We know Vance, but it's good to hear it,' I say with a pause.  'You know, I just had an excellent idea for this weekend.  How about you two have a sleepover?  And I'll have a sleepover with Adin and Badir, provided they want to, but I suspect they will."   

"You know, that sounds like a great idea!" says Vance.

* * *

My last class of the day is Coding with Professor Zaytsev.  The topic for the week hasn't changed.  I know this weekend's assignment is going to wreck me.  

This week has been a rough one, but the weekend is almost here.  I had a hard time focusing all morning.  Fang-filled yawns kept coming one after another.  I was on my second cup of coffee when I realized it wasn't enough.  I broke down and tried an energy drink for the first time.  It woke me up like a kick in the ass, but I have a feeling I'll regret it later.     

We spent too much time talking in the SUV last night.  We made plans along with a backup in case Adin and Badir said no or had prior arrangements.  I want nothing more than to hang out with Adin and Badir once class ends, but there's no way I'd miss my workout with Chris.

The fun I had with my Brother last night was over far too quickly.  We both needed a shower, so it was as good a place as any, and we could avoid the time-consuming cleanup.  I jerked him off, and he did the same for me.  I wanted him inside me so bad, but I couldn't risk him tieing with me.  It would have been too hard for him to stop short, and I know I would have begged him to knot me.  We were already several hours behind as it was, and I still had homework to start.      

Our Mother has been avoiding us more and more.  Sometimes she'll leave us a note, but more often than not, she doesn't.  It's as though we don't even enter her thoughts anymore.  I decided it was time to return the favor.  I never spoke to her about our plans for the weekend.  When we left for school, I left her a note on the dry eraser board by the door.

| Zack and I will be spending the weekend at Vance's.  We'll be back sometime on Sunday. |

I check the time; it's 2:55 pm as Victor brings the class to an end.  My assignment for the weekend pops up on my to-do list, and I sigh.  What I give for a basic 40 hours a week job?
The show I gave Adin and Badir yesterday must have made an impact on the two brightly colored felines.  Adin took a seat to my left and Badir to my right.  This was the first time they'd sandwiched me between them.  It was obvious to any of my classmates that something was going on between the three of us, only now it was blatantly obvious.

I pack up my laptop and leave the bag alongside my feet.  Adin rises from his seat; as he does, I grab hold of his hips and pull him onto my lap.  Adin falls backward, and a high-pitched squeal escapes his muzzle.  

Heads turn to see what happened.  Smiles spread across a few faces as I wrap my arms around him and hold him in place.  Adin leans against me as he realizes what just happened.  I look over at Badir.  His jaw hangs open in shock and envy.  I give him a fang-filled smile indicating he's next.

Some students make a mad dash down the stairs and out the doors.  Others are texting on their phones or mill around in idle conversation.  A few keep glancing my way, waiting for something to happen.  Professor Zaytsev gives us a look as he leaves the hall.  I can't tell if the Siamese is jealous or annoyed.  Either way, he's not concerned.  Like everyone else, he's in a hurry to start the weekend.    

Adin begins to purr as the door clicks shut with a soft bang of metal on metal.  The three of us are alone in the cavernous room once again.  Only this time, I'm the one doing the asking.  I want to make it as impactful as possible.  I slid my hand under Adins legs.  I lift and spin him around at the same time.  I cradle him against my chest.  His feet swing towards his boyfriend.  I look down at him, and he looks up at me.

"I was wondering if you two wanted to continue where we left off yesterday?" I ask.

"What about your boyfriend?" Adin asks me.

I don't answer with words; instead, I lean down.  I give Adin a second to realize what I'm doing.  It dawns on him, and he lifts his muzzle to meet mine.  Our whiskers touch.  I softly rub my muzzle against his in my usual wolfish fashion.  Adin leans his head back and gives me his throat.  He must know more about wolves than he let on.  He's as vulnerable as he can be.  That's the point.  I can feel the trust he has in me.  I slide my muzzle against his exposed neck.  I pull my lips back and let him feel my long fangs slide against his fur.

A soft moan escapes the small cat's throat between purrs.  I decided to give Adin a sample of a wolf's ferocity, something for him to think about until later.  I spread my jaws and wrapped them around his thin neck.  I can only imagine the look on Badir's face from the next seat over.  I apply a little pressure until he can feel the jagged tips of my teeth pricking against his skin.

Physically I'm more of a predator than either of them.  I show it off as I relent and pull back, letting the tips of my fangs trail through Adin's red and blue striped fur.  I give him a soft nip under his chin to drive the point home.  
I straightened up and gave Badir a look to remind him that I hadn't forgotten about him.  "And to answer your question, I had a longer talk with my boyfriend.  He wants me to have some fun.  So what are you two doing later?"

"Nothing.  Studying," they blurt out.

"It's obvious you two like me.  I'm not shy; I like you guys, too.  I can't be your boyfriend, but I'd like it if we could be friends.  Close friends, if you get my meaning."

Both felines nod their heads in agreement, and I add.  "Would you like to make this a weekend event?"

"Like a sleepover?" asks Adin while staring up at me like an adorable kitten.

"Yeah, like a sleepover, and we can hang out tomorrow.  Do you have enough room in your bed for a big wolf?"

Adin gulps at the thought of sleeping next to me.  "It'll be tight, but there should be enough room."

"Good.  I have to do something right now, but how about I stop by around 7 pm?"

"Sounds good, Alex," says Adin.

I rise from my seat while holding the domestic cat in my arms.  I make a show of hefting Adin up and down.  "Geeze, Adin, it's like you don't weigh anything at all," I chuckle. 

I give the adorable feline one last squeeze before returning his paws to the floor.  He tilts his head back to look up at me.  He leans forward, puts his head against my chest, and wraps his arms around me.  I feel Badir join us as he leans against my back.  The exchange was brief, but it told me how eager they were to continue.

"Alright, guys, I gotta go.  I'll text you later.  Oh, and one last thing,"  I say as I turn around and grab Badir by the collar of his shirt.

The green-furred feline's eyes widen as I pull him close and lick him across his lips.  I slowly lick at his muzzle like a real wolf.  His lips part, and he lets my broad tongue pass over his tiny fangs.  I let go and stepped back to let him know it was over, at least for now.  

"Don't worry, Badir, I didn't forget about you.  That wasn't too aggressive, was it?" I ask teasingly. 

Badir's lips pull back in a smile to expose his thin, dagger-like fangs.  "It was, but I liked it."

I smile, grab my bag and let them watch my wagging tail as I descend to the ground floor.
* * *

The 30-minute drive leaves me alone with my thoughts.  My mind churns like a rolling sea.  I got Adin and Badir on one side and Chris on the other.  I imagine Zack sleeping in Vance's room and wish I could join them.  A few times, the thought of my homework pokes at my thoughts.  I shut it out, not tonight.

I pull into the parking lot at The Barn and park in the front.  I leave my bag in the back.  I won't need it.  

"Hey, Kevin," I say to the hoof at the front desk as I wave my badge over the reader.

Kevin looks up from his phone and smiles.  "Hey, Alex."

I'm surprised he knows my name, although it's not that unexpected since he can access everyone's info.  I walk past the weight room to see Vance spotting Chris.  Vance looks up as he sees me pass by.  

I enter the locker room.  It's Friday, so it's busier than usual.  There are a few smaller furs in the process of changing.  A few are regulars, but most are weekend warriors.  I was looking forward to running into Hue again, but alas, he's nowhere to be seen.  It might be fun to sleep with him; I'm certain I could if I paid him.  I was looking forward to flirting with him.  I wouldn't say no if he offered me a free sample.

I open my locker and change out of my clothes.  A small white fox whom I've never seen before enters my aisle.  He tries to keep his eyes down as I remove my shirt.  He's even smaller than Simon.  The thought of striking up a conversation enters my head, but I dismiss it.  I got too much going on already.

I've only had sex with two people so far.  I realize Vance was right.  This could be a lot of fun if I let it.  I can already feel my thoughts shifting with the possibilities.  My situation is different from Chris's.  Although there's an important lesson to be learned from his misfortune, one I shouldn't ignore.  It could make my life unnecessarily complicated if I'm not careful.

I leave the tiny white fox to his imagination.  I find Chris has progressed onto his shoulders, and Vance is helping him with his form and encouraging him to push past the pain.  I want to give Chris a proper wolf greeting, but I don't dare.  Chris and Vance nod as I walk past and head toward the treadmills.  

I turn down the aisle and hear a, "Hey, Bro."

I give my Brother the same greeting as I leave him to work on his arms.  I warm up with a 2-mile jog and take over from Vance.

"You look happy," says Chris.
My ears dip as I smile at him, "Yeah, I'm just happy to have the old Chris back, is all."

The motion is subtle as his droopy labrador ears dip in kind.  "Yeah, I'm glad we're hanging out again like we used to."

My tail wags as I say, "Yeah, me too."

Chris hasn't worked out in years, and it shows.  I take it easy on him, but that will change as time goes on.  I alternated with Vance and Zack as I'd neglected myself for the last few days and won't be visiting the gym this weekend.

I had lunch at the University cafeteria around noon.  Surprisingly the food is pretty good although a bit pricy.

"What do you want, Alex?  My treat this time" says Chris as he stares at the selection on the vending machine.

"Ah, B2."

"Got sick of the fruity drinks already?" says Chris with a smirk.

"Yeah, you know wolves, we can't stay away from the taste of blood for too long.'

I take a seat, and Chris joins me with a bag of beef biscuits.  "I was thinking about your weight goal," I say.

"Yeah, me too.  I'll need to step it up a lot more if I even hope to put on 50 pounds in 6 months," says Chris.

I nod my head.  "Yeah, we'll help, but you'll need to be in the gym like every waking minute if you even hope to reach your goal."

"Yeah, I know, and I plan to," says Chris, unsure of himself.

I take my phone out of my pocket as I remember something important.  "Oh, and here's that list of supplements Zack and I take.  You can find all of it at the nutrition store a few doors down from the gym.  I'd recommend you start on it tomorrow."

Chris checks his phone and looks over the list.  "Thanks, Alex.  I have a bit before I have to go to work.  If you don't mind, I'm gonna go buy that stuff right now.  You can have the rest of the biscuits."

"Thanks, Chris.  Oh, and Zack will be sleeping over at Vances this weekend.  Vance lives just down the road.  I'll be hanging out with some guys from school.  Text Zack and they'll be more than happy to spend time with you in the gym."
"Finally making some new friends?" he asks teasingly.

"Yeah, it only took me eight months," I sigh.

Chris leaves me to finish my drink and bag of biscuits.  I finish the bag but save the rest of my drink.  Unfortunately, I'm going to need something more substantial than a 12-ounce bag of biscuits.

I find Zack and Vance still going at it.  "Alright, you two, I'm going to head out.  You two have fun.  And Zack, I'll text you on Sunday."

"Have fun, Alex, and try not to put them in the hospital," says my Brother, which elicits a bout of laughter from the huge mountain lion.

I walk into the lobby, and before I can open my mouth, Kevin says, "Night, Alex."

It takes me a second to realize he beat me to it.  "Night, Kevin."

The night air is cold but not as much as it was yesterday.  A sign that spring is right around the corner.  The sky is clear for once, and I can see the stars.  I climb into the driver's seat and start the engine.  I pull out of the parking lot and head back the way I came.  

I'm starving I need to get something to eat.  I'm already in the business district, so I have my pick.  I pull into a sandwich shop.  I realize this is my first time going through the drive-through by myself.  I stare at the menu board like an idiot.  I have about 30 seconds before the people behind me start honking.  I yell at the intercom, "I'll have one large beef burrito, please."

It wasn't what I really wanted, but it'll let me eat and drive at the same time.  I peel back the wrapper.  The scent is strong; my mouth waters as I sniff the air.  I hold the burrito in my right hand and steer with my left.

I pull into the entrance to Sebasticook.  I've never seen it at night before.  I pull into the guest parking for Spruce Hall.  I kill the engine and slam the door shut.  Streetlights illuminate the sidewalks and surrounding buildings.  The snow makes everything bright.  My right hand is covered in grease.  I lick at my fingers, pick up a handful of snow, and work it until my pads are somewhat clean.

The last time I was in one of the dorms was over 8 months ago when I took the tour.  The entryway is large and welcoming.  Furs engaged in friendly conversation great my ears.  To my left are a row of vending machines.  Further ahead is a lounge area with sofas and workstations.  I smell popcorn.  A dozen or more furs fill the comfy lounge as a movie plays on the far wall.  It's Friday, so maybe it's movie night?  

I sigh as I find the stairs and ascend to the 4th floor.  This is my first time seeing this side of campus life.  For a moment, I wonder what it must be like.
To my surprise, most doors are open with furs of all shapes and sizes in their rooms.  It's as though everyone is living as one large family.  A few heads turn as I walk down the long hallway.  I find room 196.  The door is open.  

A shepherd mix from room 195 looks up from his desk and stares at me.  He's alone in his room.  The lights are out, and his eyes are locked on the screen in front of him.  He pulls his attention from the screen and looks me up and down.  Judging from the position of his right arm and the smell wafting from his room, he's watching porn.  For a moment, I wonder what kind, then he gives me a suggestive smile.  I contemplate smiling back.  I stepped out of view, pretending I hadn't noticed.  Now I'm really starting to wonder what I'm missing out on.      

I lean against the doorway and find Adin and Badir seated in their room.  I wrap my knuckles against the doorframe.  "Hey guys," I say.

Both felines jump out of their chairs as though the wait has been killing them.  "Hey, Alex," they say, trying to contain their excitement.

I step inside and shut the door behind me.  I intentionally slam the deadbolt hard.  The bolt slides into place with a loud bang signaling my intentions.  Their expressions grow excited, if a bit nervous.  

I'm a wolf.  I can't help it as I sniff at the air.  Adin's and Badir's scents permeate the room.  I detect the faint smell of recently eaten fish.  They clean up after themselves.  The faintest hint of day-old sex lingers in the air.  Overall, the room is surprisingly sterile for a dorm room.
 
I look around the cramped room.  It's just barely larger than a walk-in closet.  A futon sits against one wall with a bunk bed above it.  I guess they didn't need the second bed since they sleep together.  It's clever; it frees up some much-needed space in the already cramped room.  There are two small workstations and a built-in closet barely big enough to hold enough clothes for two furs.  A TV hangs on the wall opposite the futon.  I can picture the adorable couple snuggling in front of it together.

"Were you guys studying?" I ask.

"We were trying to," says Badir.

"Were you distracted thinking about me?" I tease.  

The two brightly colored felines snicker, which I take as a yes.  I remove my jacket and find some hooks by the door.  I hang mine on top of Badir's.  His jacket disappears behind mine.  

"Wanna pick up where we left off the other day?" I ask.

Adin and Badir stare at me.  I decide to have some fun with them.  I pull my shirt off and add it to the hook.  I watch with amusement as their eyes widen.  
"Damn, Alex, I still can't believe you were your class valedictorian," says Adin.

"Oh, and why's that?" I ask with a toothy grin.

"Well, you've seen all the furs in our advanced classes.  None of us are exactly as big as you."

"And then there's the fact that you're fucking ripped," Badir blurts out from over Adin's shoulder.  Adin looks back and gives his boyfriend a playful slap to let him know he's being rude.  'What?  He is,' Badir protests.  'Just look at him.  He's got more muscle than both of us put together."

"And Badir's right, you know,' I say with a pause as they turn their attention toward me.  'I workout almost every day.  I know what I look like in a mirror.  I'm up for playing the part if you guys want to have some fun with it."

"You mean like roll play or something?" Adin asks, sounding unsure.

"More like having fun with the fact that I have more muscle than both of you put together,' I say with a laugh as I realize they're still staring at me.  'You guys still look nervous.  We have all night, so let's take it slow and have some fun.  I'll take request.  So if you have some fantasies you want to live out, just ask, alright."

Badir speaks up and says, "I have one."

"Alright," I say.

Badir's gaze shifts to the floor as he realizes all eyes are focused on him.  Adin gives him a nudge to snap him out of it.  He looks up at me with a devilish grin.  "Well, I must admit I sometimes stare at you in class."

"Yeah, I know," I say as though it was common knowledge.

Pointed feline fangs show as Badir smiles to himself.  "Well, sometimes I like to watch when you're typing on your laptop.' I tilt my head and flip an ear at him, and he gives me a shy smile.  'I love watching the muscles in your forearms as you type.  It's mesmerizing.  And sometimes, I can see your chest ripple."

"Yeah, sometimes I do it on purpose," I say with a grin.

"What, no way, really?" Badir studders.

"Yeah, I confess I may have been teasing the two of you a little bit.  Hey, you want me to show you?"

The green-furred feline nods.  I remain relaxed as I tighten the right side of my chest.  I hold the pose to emphasize the striations in the muscle.  I relax and do it again with the left and finally with both pecs at once.

"God damn, Adin, have you ever seen a wolf with so much muscle before?"

Adin gives his boyfriend a stupid look, and Badir gives it right back.  "Come on, Adin.  Alex is right.  We've never hung out with a big wolf before.  He's our friend, let's have some fun with him.  And it'll be fun if you tell him what you've told me."

Adin's ears dip in embarrassment as his boyfriend teases him.  I can only imagine the things he's said about me in privet.  

I like Adin and Barid, but sometimes two betas at once can get annoying.  I know what they want, but it's as though they keep tripping over each other's feet.  Without warning, I step up and grab hold of Badir's hips.  The small green cat jumps as I pull him against my chest.

Badir recovers in a second.  I reach in, rub my muzzle against his and give him a wolf's greeting.  "So what kind of things does he say about me?"

"You know you're typical horny gay cat stuff," Badir responds with a snicker followed by an embarrassed huff from behind.

I lift Badir into the air.  His head comes close to hitting the ceiling.  "Geeze, Alex, I don't weigh anything to you, do I?"

"Nope."

I lower his feet to the floor and wrap my arms around him in a loose embrace.  The tips of retractable claws paw over my muscular chest.  I reward him with a few flexes.  I let both felines pet me.  I like the attention.  It feels nice to have admirers.

They start to come out of their shells as they make more and more insinuating comments about my body.  I'm the one who sets the pace.  I decide it's my turn to do some petting.  My hands flow down Adins chest and slim torso.  I grab the bottom of his shirt and pull it upwards.  He doesn't resist as I pull it over his head.  Badir joins the party as he tosses his shirt to the floor.  

"You two are so cute.  And I love your fur."

Both cats laugh shyly at the comment, "Thanks, Alex.  And we like your's too."

"Really?  Solid black," I say.

"Yeah, it makes you look dignified.  Sometimes I think our bright colors make us look like a bag of candy," says Adin.

"Yeah, I can see that," I chuckle.
I step up to Adin and steer him towards the futon.  I push him onto the mattress and climb on top of him.  I smile at Badir to let him know he's next.  I look over the red feline with blue stripes.  He's skinny.  There's a thin layer of muscle on his chest.  His arms are like twigs compared to mine.  

I give Adin a moment to admire the view.  Adin's hands pressed against my chest and slid over my arms.  It's an arousing view.  I should know Zack does it to me all the time.  

I nuzzle Adin with my muzzle, and he starts to purr.  I hold my head against his and feel the rumble in his throat.  My lips slid over his, and he parts his lips.  He's not a virgin.  He knows what to do.  Neither am I.

Our muzzles twist together.  It's a strange fit.  His muzzle easily fits inside my jaws.  He lets my tongue inside.  His mouth is small, but I like it.  I play my part as I fill his mouth until it looks like his cheeks will burst.  I lower my chest onto his.  

I pull my lips back and show him my fangs.  "Wow, Alex, it looks like you could rip someone's throat out for real with those things," says Adin from beneath me.

"Geeze and I thought they were just to make me look good," I say as I bear my fangs inches from his face.

Arms wrap around my neck, and I relent as Adin pulls me closer.  He strokes my muzzle.  A finger sneaks under my lips and slides along my fangs.  It's not enough.  He leans in and passes his tongue over my teeth.  We lock our jaws together and trade saliva.

I pull back and smile at Badir.  I sit up and get my feet on the floor.  I reach for the green feline and pull him onto my lap.  Adin watches while lying on his back as his boyfriend wraps his legs around me.  I squeeze his rump, and his hands squeeze my shoulders.  It's Badir's turn to have my tongue down his throat.

I know how much they like my body.  As we make out, I let the two colorful felines feel my hard muscles.  I sit back as I watch Adin lock muzzles with Badir.  At this point, my sheath is fully swollen.  I don't know how I've held myself back this long.  There are noticeable bulges in both of their shorts.  

The slightest touch is all it'll take, and my cock won't stop growing until it's fully erect.  I decide they should be the ones to trigger it.  I get to my feet and move the show onto my lower extremities.  We had all night, so I decided to continue playing with them.   

I hike my shorts up to my crotch to expose more black fur.  I shake my leg at the couple, and the muscles in my thigh snap taunt.  Both cats kneel in front of me.  Clawed hands trace the outline of leg muscles; they don't even come close to matching.  

Feline hands reach a bit too high, and my sheath quakes anxiously.  I step back and drop my shorts.  Their eyes widen as they see what I have between my legs. 

"Holy fuck, Alex, your sheath is huge!" says Adin.

"And so are your balls," says Badir.  

Adir gives Badir another look like he's being rude again, and Badir shows off his fangs as he smiles back at him.  

"You two aren't going to leave me standing here naked all by myself, are you?" I ask.

The two felines turn and smile at each other.  Their initial nervousness is all but gone as they drop their shorts.  As I suspected, they have the beginnings of erections.  They want me to take charge, and I don't want to disappoint.  

I get on my knees and pull Adin closer.  I sniff at his crotch.  His reaction is one of amusement and excitement.  I gently squeeze his thighs as I put my nose under his balls and sniff again.  His scent is male and feline but different than Zack's and Vance's.  His hormones aren't as potent; his scent is milder.

Adin knows what I'm going to do.  I lift his balls with my tongue.  His body shudders, and his feline cock swells uncontrollably.  A few more licks, and it's fully erect.  I move up his sheath and onto his feline member.  His cock matches his domestic cat stature.  He's got 6 inches poking out of his sheath.  It looks large, given he's only 5 feet tall.

I see the look on Badirs face as he waits his turn.  He wants to touch himself so badly.  I take a moment to run my hand up the length of Adin's cock.  Unlike Vance, he has normal feline barbs.  They're short but more than long enough to be felt. 

Adin shoves Badir in my direction.  "Your turn," he says.

I fold my ears against my skull and look up at Badir with pleading puppy dog eyes.  It did the trick, and he couldn't stop laughing.  I stick my nose between his legs and take in the scent of another male.  This is undoubtedly odd for them, but that's why it's fun to cross species.

I put my broad tongue to work.  The first lick was all it took.  In mere seconds I'm staring at another pointed 6-inch rod.  I lick my way up Badir's sheath.  I stop for a second to swallow some fur.  Even though his barbs are rubbery, his cock is like a grater.

I stand tall and put my hands on my hips.  I wag my sheath at them, and they get the hint.  Adin gets on his knees, and Badir joins alongside him.  

My two friends with brightly colored fur looked up at me, and it made me smile.  I realized Vance was right.  This time in my life will only happen once.  What memories should I create?  Self-pity has held me back long enough.  I've had enough of my worthless Mother.  I feel that part of my life slipping into the past.  I have no plans to tell her, but now I don't care if she finds out.  

Somewhere deep down, a small part of me still held out hope that my Mother would love me.  I look down into Adin and Badir's eyes and see more love than I ever got from her.  I wasn't a pup for very long.  I grew up too fast.  I feel that part of me coming to an end.  What's left is a full-fledged wolf.

Adin goes in first.  An hour of foreplay left me primed and ready.  He licked at my balls, and that was all it took.  The red tip of my lupin cock burst from the end of my sheath.  My shaft surges to full length.  Black fur flows around my knot as it nears the opening.  Adin grabs at my sheath and pulls it down, and my knot pops free.  A second later, I'm rock hard.  The looks on their faces tells me what they're going to say.

Adin is unable to get his hand around my shaft.  "God damn, Alex, your cock is huge.  I can't even get my hand around it.  I hope I can take your knot."

I laugh.  "Thanks, 10 inches and still growing."

Adin gives his boyfriend a chance to feel me up.  The stimulation makes my balls churn, and I start to dribble.  Adin licks the pre from the tip.  "You like the taste?" I ask.

Adin ponders it.  "Yeah, different kinda strong I like it."

"Come on, Adin, don't hog him," says Badir as he nudges Adin out of the way.  

Badir pumps my shaft just enough to get another release as more pre pulses from the tip.  He takes my cock into his mouth and sucks at what I have to offer.

I walk past my friends.  My wagging tail hits them as I pass by.  I lean over the futon, lift my tail, and give them a view of my hole.  "Who's going first?" I ask. 

The two cats look at each other.  A quick bout of rock, paper, scissors reveals Adin goes first.  "Let's pull the futon out first so we have some room.  Otherwise, you'll hit your head on the bottom of the bunk bed," says Adin.

I step aside, and the floor space is reduced to almost nothing.  There's a 1-foot gap between the edge of the futon and the small workstations.  "I hope you guys have some lube because I forgot to bring some," I say.

"Of course, we got plenty," says Badir as he retrieves a bottle from the closet.  

Badir lubes up his boyfriend, and I watch.  I get on the mattress, and both of them join me.  Since Adin won, I rolled onto my side and gave him my rump.  I grab hold of Badir and pull him against my chest.  He paws at my muscles while my hands slide over his small body.
Adin slides against my back.  He lifts my tail.  He nuzzles against my back before he enters me.  I moan to let him know I feel him.  He starts slow.  He's tiny compared to Vance, but that doesn't mean I don't like it.  I'm bigger than him.  This is why it's so much fun.

Adin picks up the pace.  His barbs sent shivers up my spine every time he withdrew.  One hand falls onto my shoulders the other wraps around my ribs.  He rams his cock into me with all his strength.  I remain in place; he doesn't even budge me.                 

This may be our first time together, but I'm experienced enough to tell when another male is about to blow.  Adin shakes the mattress as his body convulses in pleasure.  Hisses echo around the small room as he jabs me over and over.  He lasted far longer than I would have guessed for, such as small fur. 

Badir makes some space as I roll onto my stomach.  I let Adin snuggle against my back as he enjoys the afterglow.  Badir climbs on top of me.  The weight of two domestic cats presses against my back.  They use me like a mattress.  Muzzles rub against the back of my neck, clawed hands pass over my broad back, and I love it.  

I breathe in as the scent of sex fills the air.  Adin pulls out, and the scent of feline cum saturates the room.  The smell is only going to get stronger.  We trade places, and it's Badirs turn.  None of us care about the mess we're making.

I look into Adins eyes and puff out my chest.  He doesn't hesitate to slide his fingers between my pecs.  I lick the side of his face, and he leans into it.  I feel a tug at my tail.  A second later, I have another cat's cock in my ass.  

I've had a threesome before with Vance and Zack.  Only this time, I'm at the center of their attention.  I'm not selfish; I play the part of the big strong wolf, and they love me in turn.  

Badir's cock feels the same as Adin's.  He's not very big still; a double dose of barbed cock is almost too much.  We probably should have taken a small break first.  His barbs are rubbery, but there's only so much grating my insides can take.

Badir picks up the pace.  My cock throbs as he withdraws and rakes his bards against my hole.  Pre pulses from the tip of my cock.  Adin is pressed against me.  My fur is getting wet, and so is his. 

Adin rears up to watch his boyfriend in action.  Badir doesn't hold back.  A clawed hand grips my shoulder.  Badir isn't any stronger than Adin.  I like that I'm so much larger than he is.  
  
Hissing fills my ears as Badir adds his semen to the load already inside me.  Adin admires his boyfriend's performance.  The volume is nothing compared to what Zack can produce, but it's enough that I can feel it slickening my insides.

Badir is spent.  I remain in place as Adin crawls over me to snuggle against his boyfriend's back.  Adin rubs muzzles with Badir, and the rumble of two purring cats fills my ears.

Badir pulls out, and I roll onto my back.  Adin climbs on top of me and lays his head on the right side of my chest.  I get my arm around him as Badir joins him on the other side of my chest.  I watch them smile at each other as they playfully boop each other's noses.  

I give the two cats a fang-filled smile.  "So, who do I get to tie with first?'

It was a minute before either of them could stop laughing.  Badir shot paper.  Adin's ears twitched as he tossed out rock.  Adin licks his boyfriend's nose in annoyance, and they laugh together.

"Just because you lost doesn't mean you can't try it out," I say.  

Adin's ears perked up as he figured out what I meant.  I remain on my back with my 10-inch cock protruding into the air.  

Adin crouches over me with the bottle of lube in his hand.  He pauses as he looks me over.  "God damn, Alex, I do love a muscular wolf.  I could stare at your body all night long."

"Do I sense some of that wild fantasy Badir was talking about?" I tease.

Adin's ears twitch and his expression softens.  "I think everyone finds you attractive, Alex.  When I first saw you, I found you scary as hell.  I'd never win in a fight against you, even with Badir's help.  There's no contest.  But the more we got to know you, the more we liked you."

"I hope you two aren't falling in love with me.  I like you guys a lot.  I see how much you two love each other.  You're perfect for each other.  I don't want to get in the middle of that.  I hope you know that." I say.

Adin puts his hands on my chest.  His eyes look down into mine with a serious expression.  "We'd like to love you as a friend.  Is that okay?"

I smile up at him.  I look between him and Badir and chuckle.  "Yeah, I'd like that.  And I feel the same way."

Adin lays his skinny chest on top of mine.  Clawed hands squeeze my shoulders.  He leans in and rubs his short feline muzzle alongside mine.  His head rears up, and he looks me in the eyes.  He leans in and gives me a loving kiss.  His eyes begin to water, and he sits up and turns away so I wouldn't see him wiping at his face.

Badir turns around and wipes at his own eyes.  I sit up and wrap my arms around Adin.  He hugs me back, and we embrace.  I drop my muzzle against his shoulder.  I motion to Badir, and he joins us.

My eyes started to water in turn.  I let myself whimper as I held them.  "For a huge wolf, you really are a big softie, aren't you, Alex?" asks Adin.

I relent and lower myself back down onto the futon.  "Yeah, I am."

Badir rolls to the side, Adin lubes me up, and takes a seat on my belly.  His tail twitches as his hole envelopes the tip of my lupine cock.  A hiss of pain escapes his throat as he bears his tiny fangs.  He forces himself lower.  I can feel how tight he is.  It has to hurt.

I watch Adin struggle to get another inch of my cock inside him.  He's so small, and his limbs are so thin.  He fights through the pain.  His tail swishes against my thighs as his rump comes to rest on my knot.

"Ahh man Alex, you're fucking huge," Adin says as he lets out a huff.

I let Adin ride me until he wore himself out.  He was exhausted to start with, so it didn't take long.  Adin pulls himself off and caresses Badirs's face with a 'have fun' expression.

Badir adds a fresh layer of lube to my cock.  I tower over the small green cat.  Badir looks up at me and puts his hands on my chest.  "God damn, Alex, you have so much muscle."

"And I'm not afraid to share it with my friends."

We have a moment as Badir realizes he's about to be fucked by someone over twice his size.  I lift him in my arms and set him down on the futon.  Badir gets on all fours and shakes his ass at me.  The invitation is clear.  

Adin flops down alongside us to watch.  I take a moment to lick at Badir's hole.  His tail twitches as my tongue passes over his pucker.  The scent of fresh semen fills my nose.

I climb on top of the green feline.  I nuzzle him with my muzzle and give him a few playful licks.  "You ready?"  I ask.

"Yeah, I want you, Alex," says Badir.

Adin watches as his boyfriend is enveloped with black fur.  I arch my back.  I put the pointed tip of my cock against his hole.  "I'll be gentle at first; then, I'll give you my strength."

Badir's head bobs against my chest in acknowledgment.  I push inside him, and he moans.  I spread him open, and the small felines shudders beneath me.  I go slow.  There's going to be pain.  It's unavoidable, but I don't want to hurt him too much. 

Badir isn't a virgin, but he's tight.  He's never had a large penis inside him before.  A hiss escapes his muzzle, and I know it hurts.  "Is it too much?" I ask out of concern.

"Ahh, man, Alex, you're penis so big it feels like you're splitting me in half.  It hurts so much, but it feels so good.  Ignore my hissing.  Don't stop!" he says, reassuring me he can take it.

Badir hisses like crazy as I fill him up to my knot.  I don't dare knot him, not yet.  I withdraw and slowly push back in.  I work it slowly to help stretch him out.  Feline hisses turn to pleasant moans.

"Things are going to get a bit rough.  You ready?"  I ask.

Badir's head shakes between my pecs.  I look at Adin and show him my fangs.  So far, I've been gentle with him, but now it's time to give him what he wants.  Each thrust grows in power.  Badir groans against my chest.  It's too much for him.  I slam into him and almost knock him over.  I wrap an arm around his chest and hold him in place as I hit him harder.  His groans grow louder.  There's no way the guy in room 195 can't hear us.

I don't give him any warning as I get my arms around him.  I lift him upwards against my chest.  I push him into my crotch and thrust at the same time.  I make it as fast as possible.  In a split second, my knot is inside him.

Badir lets out a yelp as I knot him.  I gently squeeze and snuggle him in my arms.  "Alright, Badir, just relax for a moment.  I'm going to let you feel my knot grow inside you."

"Wait what?  It gets bigger?" he asked, sounding confused.

I nuzzle him with my muzzle.  "Yeah, I'm a wolf.  Now just enjoy."

The pressure around my knot is intense.  It makes it swell faster than normal.  "Ahh, man, I can feel it getting bigger.  And the heat from your cock is intense.  Aww man, it feels so good," says Badir in ecstasy.

My knot pushes his insides apart.  Tying with someone half my size is more fun than I thought it would be.  "There, that's as big as it gets," I say.

"God damn, Alex, your knot is huge.  I can feel it inside me pushing my belly out," says Badir.

"You ready to be matted by a 205-pound wolf?" I ask teasingly as I give him a playful lick.

"You really weigh that much?" Badir asks me.

This is turning out to be more fun than I anticipated.  I decide to take a quote from my Brother.  "Yep, and I'm all muscle."

I lower Badir onto the mattress.  I use one arm to hold him in place and the other to steady myself.  I don't need to tell him what's coming.  He might be able to take 12 inches but no more than that.  His groans echo around the confined room.  The scent of sex is overpowering and only going to get stronger.

Adin leans back and watches as the mattress shakes beneath him.  I can feel it; I'm almost there.  I could stop and take a break, but my balls yearn for release.  I keep going.  One more thrust and I'm triggered.  My balls constrict.  Hot semen shoots up my shaft and fills my tiny friend.  I'm hit with one orgasm after another.  I don't make as much as my Brother, but I make more than enough to put a bulge in Badir's belly.

I collapsed on top of him.  I let him feel my weight.  I smile as I wait for it.  "Ahh, Alex get off; you're crushing me," says Badir with a groan.

I take him with me, roll onto my side, and lick his ear.  Badir giggles in protest.  I pull him against my crotch and chest as I wrap myself around him.  

My body shudders as I begin with round two.  "Are you still cumming?" Badir asks me.

"Yeah, for about half an hour.  So I hope you don't need to go anywhere."

"Damn, I forgot canines can do that," he says.

I hold Badir as he purrs against my chest.  Adin scoots forward, and Badir lifts his arm and invites him in.  Badir pulls his boyfriend against him, and I get my arm around them.  The three of us lay together and enjoy the shake of the mattress as I give Badir the occasional poke.

It was 40 minutes or more before my cock began to soften.  I've never heard a cat purr so loud in my life.  "Hey, Badir, I'm guessing you don't want me to carry you down the hall to the showers with my cock stuck in your ass, do you."

Adin starts to laugh uncontrollably.  "You know I would love to see that."

"I don't think you guys want me to pull out and make a mess all over you're mattress, do you?  I can make quite a mess," I say.

Adin lifts his head and smiles at me in thought.  "I think it'll be fine if you pull out over the trash can."

I get my arms around Badir and hold him against my chest.  I pick him up with my cock still buried inside him.  I scoot to the edge of the mattress and rise to my feet.  I imagine this is what my Brother feels when he carries me like this.

I position myself over the bin.  Adin stands ready with a wad of paper towels.  I pull back, and my soft knot comes out with a loud slurping pop.  A stream of semen pours from Badirs stretched hole into the trashcan.  I turn towards Adin as he wipes me clean before it drips all over the floor. 

Badir sits on the trashcan like it's a toilet.  His abdomen tightens, and I can hear liquid falling onto food wrappers.

"Damn, you weren't kidding when you said you make a lot," Badir says with astonishment.

* * *

My lips pull back and expose my long fangs as I give into a yawn.  The room is dark.  Adin is wrapped in my arms as though I'm protecting him from danger.  Badir is pressed against my back.  A clawed hand rests lazily on my chest.  Both cats are sound asleep.

There's no visible clock to be seen.  There's an alarm clock on the top of the bunk bed, but I'm not getting off the comfy futon.  Where's my phone?  I don't know, I'll find it later.

The sun is just coming up.  A sliver of light sneaks in from around the window shade.  I could easily fall back to sleep, but I don't want to. Slowly I roll onto my back.  Neither cat stirs.  Ever so gently, I pull Adin onto my chest.  He squirms and crawls the rest of the way on his own.  He nuzzles me with his short muzzle as he fidgets for a moment and settles back to sleep.

One down, one to go.  I get my arm around Badir.  I pull him against me.  He really weighs nothing at all.  I heft him against me.  His head rests on my chest.  He boops me with his wet nose, and I realize he was awake the entire time.  I flash my fangs at him and whisper, "Morning." 

Badir greets me as he leans in and rubs his muzzle under my chin.  I stroke his back as he whispers, "Morning.  And by the way, Adin drools."

I hazaed a look at Adin.  Sure enough, his mouth is cracked open, and his tongue hangs out.  I can feel something wet spreading across the fur on my chest.  I think to myself, 'Oh well; it's not like I haven't had my chest covered in my Brother's cum before.'

Badir caresses my chest, and I stroke his back.  He starts to purr.  Adin must be a sound sleeper because he doesn't stir.  I realize this is the first time I've woken from a full night's sleep with not one but two other males.  It feels so nice being out of the house for the first time.  This is something I could get used to.  It gives me something to look forward to in the future.

The sun is up now.  Rays of light shine from around the edges of the window shade and brighten the room.  Adin is groggy as he smacks his lips.  His drool hit the center of my chest and flowed between my pecs.  Adin's head pops up.  He pulls his tongue into his mouth, and his lips fall back into place.

"Morning," I say with a smile.

Adin looks confused for a moment, then ploops his head onto my chest like he doesn't want to get up.  "Morning Alex.  Morning Badir."

"Morning, cutie," says Badir as he pokes noses with his boyfriend.

None of us wanted to get up, so we didn't.  We just lay there enjoying each other's body heat.  Vance was right.

As much as we didn't want to, we did get up.  We did a quick cleanup last night, but the room still reeks of sex.  Filtered air comes in from above, but it's not enough to overcome the mess we made.  The cover on the futon will need to be washed, but most of all, we need to wash ourselves.

Each floor of Spruce Hall has its own restrooms and showers.  "So, what are the rules on showering here?' I ask.  They give me a confused look, and it makes me smile.  'Can I walk down the hallway wearing nothing but a towel?"

"Yeah, if you want someone to hank it off you," says Badir.

"You really think someone would do that to me?" I ask.

"Well, probably not you."

"That ever happen to you?" I ask out of concern.

"Just once.  We keep our clothes on until we get into the room," Adin adds.

"Still like high school, I guess,' I say with a sigh.  'You know, if you want to let everyone know you have a big bad wolf watching over you.  I'm more than happy to help."

A smile comes over their faces, and I can't help but play the part.  All they have is feline shampoo.  It'll have to do.  Adin and Badir leave their room with nothing but a large towel wrapped around their waist.  I wait a moment and follow behind with nothing but a towel separating myself from full nudity.

I walk past the restrooms.  The door flies open.  A canine exits with a toothbrush hanging from his mouth.  He gives me a curious look like I'm trespassing.  I walk to the next door and enter the showers.  A naked pitbull with a patchwork of black and white fur has both of my friends cornered against the wall.

"And what are you going to do about it!" the pitbull yells at them.

"Nothing, absolutely nothing," says Adin as he confidently stands tall.

The pitbull looks confused until he senses someone is behind him.  He's small for a pitbull but far larger than either cat.  He turns around to find a huge wolf with solid black fur looking down at him.  I pull my lips back to show him my fangs.  A deep growl escapes my throat.  His eyes go wide.  
He's about to say something, but I don't give him a chance.  I grab him by the throat and lift him off the floor with one hand.  His hands grab at my wrist, but he's not strong enough to break my grip.  I hold him above me until he realizes what he's up against.  

Adin and Badir step aside as I slam the dog into the tiled wall.  The wind comes out of him.  I slam him again for good measure.  I lower him to the floor, kick his legs out from under him and force him onto the wet floor.  I keep my grip on his throat as I get on top of him.  I put my fangs in front of the canine's face.  A wolf's snarl isn't the same as a dog's.  He meets my eyes.  His reaction tells me he understands.

I relent and take my hand from his throat.  The pitbull wheezes and coughs.  I give him a moment to recover.  "I don't need to tell you what will happen to you if you bother either of my friends again, do I?"

It takes him a second to realize who I'm referring to.  He's too scared to do anything but shake his head.  "Good."

I grab him by the throat one last time and lift him off the floor.  I hold him up with one hand and carry him across the room.  I kick the door open and toss his naked ass into the hallway.  

I turn around and let my lips fall over my fangs.  I was so angry I didn't realize I had an audience.  Half a dozen other furs are staring at me.  It actually works out great.  Now they'll spread the word.  

A few of the other furs are as tall as I am, and none of them lifted a claw to help the two small cats.  I give them all a disgusted look, and they look away.

* * *

Alex [ Hey Zack, I'm on my way ]

Zack [ Alright.  I missed u ]

Alex [Haha, I missed u 2 ]

It's almost noon on Sunday when I leave the parking lot at Sebasticook.  Word had already started to spread about the incident in the shower.  I have a feeling no one will bother Adin or Badir again, at least for the rest of the school year.

After we got cleaned up, the three of us stopped by the cafeteria for breakfast.  My fur felt slightly oily, and I couldn't figure out why.  Then I remembered I used Adin's cat shampoo.  It gives my fur a glossy sheen.  
I like the way the light catches on my fur.  It makes my bulges even more noticeable.  I wonder if Zack will like it.  We've used the same canine shampoo our entire lives.  It seems like a trivial matter as I contemplate trying something different.
Neither cat could stop talking about what had just happened.  They're my friends I only wish I had known sooner.

All of us needed to catch up on our homework.  We had our shorts on while we studied but nothing else.  They left the door open so anyone passing by could see me in their room.  The impact was only enhanced as I was bare-chested.

It became a study group as we helped each other with our homework.  It was nice to see how smart they are firsthand.  It was good for them to see the wolf side of me.  Knowing that I'd use it to defend them and never hurt them.  

They see me as a wolf first, but that changed as I helped them through a few equations that even they were stumped on.

We all gave a sigh of relief as we shut our laptops.  Our homework was finally finished.  I swivel in the chair, and Adin wraps his arms around my neck from behind.  He rubs his muzzle against the side of my face.  "Damn Alex, now I'm jealous," says Adin playfully.

"Oh, and why's that?" I ask playfully.

"For one, you're smarter than us, and that's saying a lot.  And secondly, because you're fucking huge."

I laugh, "And I like you guys too."

A blanket of dark clouds rolls across the sky.  It starts to snow.  The wipers come on automatically as wet snow starts to pelt the windshield.   

If the furs on the top floor didn't know we were having sex, then they sure did after last night.  It was Adin's turn to take my knot.  I showed him my strength as I fucked him upright as my Brother has done to me.  Adin's feet never touched the floor.  I didn't keep my voice down as I did on the first night.  I wanted everyone to know we were more than friends.  And I wanted everyone to know they'd answer to me if they gave them trouble.  

I pull into the driveway at Vance's house and honk the horn.  A moment later, a mountain of a wolf climbs into the passenger seat.

"You want me to drive?" my Brother asked me.

"No, I'm good," I say as I back out of the driveway.

Zack leans across and nuzzles me with his muzzle.  I return the gesture as best as possible while trying to keep us on the road.  "So, how was it with Adin and Badir?" he asks me.

"It was great.  But you first," I demand.
"Alright.  Well, Vance's parents found out we're gay."

"What!"  I yell.