Chapter 3 - Things as Planned

His black and white striped tail swung from side to side, accidentally knocking over a few other people. Their shouts of surprise and distress didn't seem to put the owner in poor spirits, however. 

Thomas was giddy, any more so and he would skip, to meet his new friend Mary. Though meeting in awkward premise, they seemed to hit things off nicely.

He spotted Mike and Max heading out the school doors, their tails twisted together and somehow managing not to attract attention. Tom had another destination in mind as he headed into the girl's bathroom. A few girls already inside seemed to notice him immediately and nervously bolted for the door. 

Tom washed his hands in the sink just to pass the time, and sure enough as he was drying his paws a fox came into the room with her dirty red fur seeming to shine brilliantly. "Hey, there you are. I thought you meant outside, I didn't think you'd actually mean inside." Mary seemed a little nervous, but otherwise kept herself calm this time. 

Tom chuckled and offered his arm for her. She blushed a little, her whiskers flaring a bit. "Where to, m'lady?" She rolled her eyes and chuckled. "How about my house?" Tom smiled and nodded.

...

It was a bit of a walk, but Mary still lived closer to the school than Tom did. When they got inside, Tom politely asked for the bathroom. She saw no problem with that, and pointed him in the right direction.

He went in and clicked the door lock before dropping his pants to relieve his urges for the fifth time that day. His shaft sprung to life as though sensing the situation. He let out a soft sigh, his knot swelling quickly. His body started to seize up in climax the exact moment the door opened with a very unsuspecting Mary walking in on Tom's dark secret. A liberal shot of seed hitting the raised seat cover with Tom unable to say anything in this state. By the time he could speak, Mary had left already in a hurry.

Tom resigned to cleaning up his mess thoroughly before tending to the other mess he had created. He found Mary sitting at the top of the stairs down the hall from the bathroom. He sat next to her and waited quietly.

"Okay... awkward silence aside, what the hell was that?" Tom felt himself heat up a little. "I... I have... It's a medical condition... I have overactive sex organs, and every couple hours I need to take the pressure off because my body can't keep up with my output and it can't reabsorb the excess fast enough. Basically I get blue balls from hell." The last part got Mary to chuckle.

"I'm sorry I didn't warn you... and I'm sorry that you had to see that..." She blushed and shook her head. "No... I could've warned you the door lock didn't work. I forgot to knock and just walked in because I was going to get more TP in there. It's my fault too." We sat there for a bit longer, feeling a bit awkward.

I stood, figuring I had caused enough trouble for one day, but Mary stopped me. "No... don't go... I still want to hang out." Tom felt awkward at first. "You sure?" She nodded, forcing Tom to sit back down with her. She then turned to him and hugged him, confusing the hell out of him but he wasn't complaining since she wasn't pushing for anything more than a hug.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, in each other's embrace. Then Mary sniffed and sat upright. "What the hell?" was all Mary said, then pressed her nose against Tom's chest sniffing him then moving lower then stopping abruptly when she realized how low on his stomach she had gotten. "S-sorry..." 

Tom just chuckled. "It's okay, you at least could resist it. I have a lot of respect for that. It got me in a lot of trouble at my last school. Turns out lesser girls can't keep themselves from pinning me down and  raping me, and their boyfriends often end up being jealous." Mary was really confused, but left it at that. 

Tom shook his head. "Go ahead, ask me. Anything that's on your mind at all." Mary seemed to just blurt out, as soon as he had asked, "How big are you?" She immediately went wide-eyed in surprise before covering her muzzle with her paws. Tom merely sighed and unzipped his pants, slipping his pants and underwear to about mid-thigh. Exposed was a very plump sheath, two heavy balls, and a half erect cock. "Sixteen and a half inches. The diameter is about six inches."

Mary seemed startled at first but it didn't take long for her to get over that, if only slightly. "That... my god... that's huge..." Tom shrugged. "What's even more surprising is the lack of strain on my heart, it's almost as if my body is built for it." Mary seemed entranced, something so profound and absurd mere inches away from her.

Tom could see the interest, even if Mary didn't realize it. "I'll say this now, I don't have any STDs though I highly recommend you use both a condom and birth control. I am very virile and potent, the fact that nobody has gotten pregnant off of me is a miracle and a scientific curiosity." Mary seemed to suddenly remember herself, looking away shamefully as her fur brushed out as though spooked. 

"You can touch it if you want..." That got her. Mary sat bolt upright in shock and surprise. Slowly her head turned to look Tom in the eye, seeing if he was just joking or something. He was dead serious. Looking down, she took a long moment to think about it before reaching down and poking the side. The penis in question twitched a little, making her jump.

Tom chuckled. "It's a penis, not a crocodile. Go ahead and grab it and give it a feel." Emboldened, she reached out again and hesitantly wrapped her paw around the thick appendage. It immediately started throbbing in her grip, swelling to full size within  seconds. She chuckled nervously and started to move her paw away. Tom chuckled. "Too much for you? I wouldn't be surprised, it's about twice as big as any man I've ever met." She seemed to be a little awkward about the situation and he sighed. "Well... now that it's up, want to at least finish?"

Mary seemed a little offended at first, but then realized she already got the ball rolling in a sense and it would be a shame to let it go to waste. It seemed a little odd, in her opinion, that she'd think like that but at the moment that seemed like the least of her worries. 

Again she wrapped her paw around his length and started stroking slowly. "Y-yes... j-just... like that." Tom said softly, trying to be soothing and encouraging at the same time. It didn't take long for his knot to swell. "O-okay now Mary... when I cum, I want you to have some way to catch it all... I don't want to make a mess and get you in trouble."  She looked at him, confused but not stopping her strokes. "Cum, climax... what you walked in on earlier." She blushed and closed her eyes. Tom thought she was thinking, but he couldn't be certain just yet. He just hoped she had an idea soon, he couldn't hold back forever and her soft paws were not making holding back any easier.

Tom groaned softly, bucking gently in reflex and warning. It seemed she came to a conclusion, as her grip tightened and her rhythm picked up dramatically. "Mary, I'm gonna blow!" Seeming to know already, her mouth dropped down on Tom's shaft just as his initial spurts pumped into her muzzle. She seemed fine at first, but then her mouth seemed to be getting full. "Mary, you can't take it all into your mouth. You're going to have to either swallow or spit it out." Surprising Tom, she swallowed. 

He felt her tongue roaming over his shaft, like she was cleaning him. Pulling off, she panted softly then shyly withdrew herself from him. "Um... don't tell anybody about this... okay? I don't want to be some kind of slut..." Tom sat up and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "Mary, you're only a slut if you take on multiple guys and like it. If you take on multiple guys and don't like it, that just makes you a prostitute." Mary chuckled softly at the joke, though she wasn't sure why she did.

"Listen, I like you... and to some degree I think you at least like me as a friend. I think it would benefit us both if you'd be open to some benefits... you don't have to, but I'm leaving the offer on the table so to speak." Mary looked up at Tom confused. "Benefits?" Tom thought for a moment before explaining. "We're still friends, but open minded enough to take care of basic urges when needed so that we can keep a level head when the time comes to make a decision." Mary nodded. It sounded nice on paper, she had to give him that. What worried her was her action, she swallowed the load like she really wanted it. She was worried that it would change her in some way.

Voicing her concerns, Tom reassured her. "As far as I know, cum doesn't change a person... it's the person that decides to become addicted to it. I think you're strong-willed enough to not get addicted easily." Mary nodded. Tom, to Mary, seemed good with explaining all of this. It almost seemed rehearsed. She would've said something, but she felt strangely compelled to ask other questions.