Story by Custos
(Original posting 30 June 2017 on https://inkbunny.net/Custos)

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This story contains material for adults only, do not read if you’re a minor.
The material presented is fictional and for adult fantasy only.
The author does not condone any of the depicted illegal activity in real life.

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Kiba commission: Coach Hunter

“Kiba! Stop slacking off! Ten more laps around the field and make it snappy, son!”

The ten-year-old groans as the entirety of his class snickers at his misfortune, the little grey and white furred wolf boy starting the extra laps whilst the others do another assignment. He’s never been much into PE and he’s been way too distracted looking at his classmates, the way their cute little butts jiggle around in those way too short school issued sports shorts. Kiba has started noticing these things way more often lately, blushing a lot and feeling his arousal growing at the most inopportune moments, causing the boy to withdraw in his shell and grow timid around his friends.

By the time he’s finished his extra laps, the lesson is drawing to its end and his classmates have started clearing the equipment from the field. Kiba is sweating profusely and panting heavily as he slacks off to the showers, already having undone his shoes when the teacher calls him into his office:”Kiba. Come to my office.”
The wolf boy’s ears droop as his classmates laugh, teasing their friend as they walk on to the communal showers butt naked. Kiba’s eyes are once again immediately drawn to their cute butts and genitalia. Some have feral sheaths like himself, others have humanoid little penises dangling over their small balls, and the few reptiles in class have slits that hide theirs.

Kiba can feel his own little sheath grow fatter as his penis responds to the stimuli, the boy groaning in embarrassment as his eyes dart over to the PE teacher’s office door. Deciding to arch his back a little, the ten-year-old makes his way into the other room, closing the door behind him when the teacher calls for it and then proceeds to sit on the chair in front of the man’s desk.

He awkwardly slumps forward and draws his arms between his legs while he listens to the PE teacher, or coach Hunter as they’re required to call him. Coach Hunter is a grey wolf as well, well built body and muscular, always in sweatpants and hoodie with a baseball cap on his head. He’s about the same age as Kiba’s father and couldn’t be more stereotypical.

Looking slightly frustrated, the tall muscular grey wolf man leafs through a couple of papers in a dossier on his desk, glancing at Kiba every now and then whilst the boy slumps even deeper in his chair. His erection has wilted like snow in the sun and the boy tries to avoid coach Hunter’s intimidating gaze. Eventually the adult male lays down the papers again and crosses his fingers as he leans on his elbows, looking at Kiba over his joined hands:”Want to tell me what’s going on, Kiba? You were never a star performer but if you keep this up things don’t look good for you.”

Kiba’s ears droop as far as they could go and the boy avoids looking at the adult:”I don’t know, coach Hunter. I’m sorry.”
- “Not as sorry as you’ll be if you need to repeat this year because of a bad grade in PE.”
The PE teacher sighs and suddenly his face clears up into a more sympathetic expression:”Don’t think I’m blind, Kiba. I notice things you may not think I’d notice. I think I know what the problem is.”
The grey furred wolf boy’s ears perk a little in genuine curiosity, his big eyes slowly finding coach Hunter’s as they look at each other.

The coach reaches into a drawer of his desk and retrieves a beer can, opening it and taking a gulp as he exhales loudly:”Ah, needed that.”
He looks over at the ten-year-old sitting slumped in the chair in front of his desk, then at the can in his hands as he reaches it for Kiba:”Want a sip? I won’t tell if you don’t.”
Kiba’s ears perk up entirely, surprised at his coach’s friendly change of demeanour as he accepts the can and sniffs the opening. Coach Hunter just chuckles, Kiba taking a sip and his face contorting in clear disgust at the bitter beverage:”It’s an acquired taste, son. Don’t worry.”

Kiba is allowed to keep sipping the beer as coach Hunter proceeds with his lecture:”I’ve seen how you’ve been ogling your classmates and I’ve noticed your development is far ahead of theirs.”
To emphasize his words, the coach’s eyes glance down in between Kiba’s legs, the pup noticing and drooping his ears once again as fright is clearly visible in his eyes. Coach Hunter quickly reassures the boy:”Don’t worry, Kiba. Nothing wrong with that. It’s just in the nature of us guys to look at things we find attractive and it’s completely normal that we get… aroused by doing so. Normally schools organize sexual education lessons for students around twelve years of age, but you’re quite a bit ahead and must be full of questions.”

While the teacher talks, Kiba continues to sip small amounts of beer from the can, even though he doesn’t like the taste but wants to be seen as a grown up boy in the eyes of his coach. The coach looks at the golden watch around his wrist before setting his hands flat on the desk:”Since that was the last hour of your schoolday, we have a little bit of time before we’re asked to vacate the building. I’ll give your parents a call and then I can answer any questions you might have. Just us guys, anything you say to me remains between the two of us, alright?”
Kiba nods and whilst the coach calls to his mom, discussing her son’s lacking grades and promising to drop him off after they’re done, the young wolf boy feels a haze dawning over him. He feels a little sluggish and giggly, a smile spreading over his face as the coach gets off the phone.

The adult male notices the goofy look on Kiba’s face and chuckles, taking back the beer can from the little boy’s hands:”I think that’s enough beer for you today. Don’t want to bring you home and explain that to your parents.”
Kiba slowly nods, loosening up and straightening his back as he sits in his chair, no longer feeling bad or threatened by his coach but more like just friends among each other. Coach Hunter notices and nods approvingly:”I knew you were a cool guy, Kiba. Let’s get to it. How long have you been getting these erection around other guys?”

Kiba blushes, the pink hue clearly showing through the white patch of fur around his mouth:”Uhm, I dunno. A couple of months I guess.”
Coach Hunter crosses his fingers again and nods:”Alright, have you noticed your penis and testicles getting bigger? Having grown in size whilst not erect, I mean.”
Kiba squirms on his chair a little, feeling the sexual conversation having effect as he can feel his tip peeking from his sheath and grazing his underwear as he quickly puts his hands back in his lap:”Uhm, a little? I guess.”
The teacher will have none of that and smiles gently but firmly as he gestures Kiba to draw his hands away:”Don’t be embarrassed, Kiba. No need to hide your erection, we’re both guys here. Hell, I don’t mind if my buddies see my erection. We get those often enough in the showers after sports.”

Reluctantly the ten year old wolf boy withdraws his hands, a little tent clearly visible in his shorts as it pulses with the involuntary flexes of arousal that go through young Kiba’s penis. Coach Hunter seems to nod approvingly as he poses his next question:”That looks impressive, son. How long do you measure?”
The young pup continues to blush, averting his eyes as he mumbles:”I dunno.”

The coach nods and opens a drawer, looking for something when he suddenly procures a tape meter:”Alright, come stand next to my chair for a second, son.”
Kiba’s eyes speak of pure fright when he realizes what his teacher is about to do, coach Hunter noticing and quickly reassuring his young student:”Don’t worry, Kiba. This stays between the two of us. It’s just us guys, guys do this all the time to each other.”
Kiba remains hesitant as he doesn’t stand up from his chair, doubt in his hazed little mind as the coach chuckles:”I’ll cut you a deal, Kiba. I’ll give you some more sexual education lessons after class so we can resolve your problems effectively, and if you’re a good boy and student and clear these lessons with flying colours I’ll up your grades for PE and make sure you can progress to next grade. Deal?”

Kiba’s ears perk up, a smile on his face as he realizes he doesn’t have to explain his poor grades to his mom and dad anymore. He walks over next to his coach’s chair behind the desk and stands there somewhat nervously:”Do I… do I have to lower my pants for this?”
Coach Hunter chuckles and gives the boy’s shoulder a reassuring squeeze:”Yeah, son. Can’t accurately measure otherwise, eh? Would it feel better if I took off my pants too?”
Kiba is stunned, his increasingly hazy mind processing what the adult just offered. He’d finally be able to look at a fully grown adult penis up close, other than quick sneak glances at his dad in the shower.

Coach Hunter gets up and locks the door to his office, walking back until he stands next to his chair and in front of Kiba:”Alright, remember it’s no big deal. We’re both guys and we both haven’t got something the other hasn’t got.”
With those words and without hesitation, the adult grey wolf pulls down his sweatpants all the way to the ground, sitting back on his chair as he kicks them off together with his shoes. The coach has a big fat sheath and a large hefty sac resting on the edge of the chair, a hint of pink lips at the opening of the furry cover as he allows Kiba to take in the view for a few seconds:”Pretty nice, huh?”
Kiba nods profusely, the tent in his little shorts flexing like mad as the ten-year-old’s eyes are glued to the exposed crotch of his PE teacher.

Without further warning and almost without Kiba noticing, coach Hunter lowers down the boy’s shorts and underwear, revealing the pup’s throbbing flesh to the cool air:”Now doesn’t that feel much better, son?”
Kiba nods slowly, suddenly squeaking out as he feels his coach’s large adult hand envelop the naked flesh of his feral shaped canine cocklet, “Whoa. Easy there, son. Just gonna measure how large you are.”
The adult wolf gives the boy’s little knot a gentle squeeze, causing Kiba to whimper and blood to fill up his little penis until it looks ready to burst. Coach’s firm and knowledgable hands roll the tape meter over the top of Kiba’s penis:”A good three inches not including the knot. Really nice for your age, son!”

Kiba’s cheeks blush again, the boy pushing forward his hips and his chest swells in pride, no longer minding being so exposed in front of his coach and finding the adult’s touches quite pleasant. Coach Hunter starts to explain about the penis and procreation, sometimes touching and pointing at certain spots on Kiba’s cocklet and body and sometimes at certain places on his own sheath and body. Kiba whimpers and has to grasp coach’s shoulder to remain standing steady, the adult’s fingers continuing to lightly stroke his pink erection and giving the fleshy bulb of his knotty a few encouraging squeezes, “Does that feel good, son?”
The ten year old wolf boy whimpers and nods, moaning as the adult wolf man patiently rubs and massages his little penis.

Coach Hunter then speaks somewhat huskily and softer than before:”If you have any questions or want to explore the adult male body, feel free to do so on me. This is a safe environment and you can ask me anything.”

Kiba opens his eyes again and continues to blush, his eyes peering down in between his coach’s muscular legs to see the sheath has fattened up a little but no hint of the adult’s penis is visible yet. Coach Hunter gently coaxes the boy to kneel in between his legs, then ten-year-old now eye level with the adult’s fat sheath and hefty sac as his little hands slowly reach forward to touch the warm organ. Curiously, Kiba weighs both balls in the palms of his hands, the furry orbs heavy and full of life as he feels them draw up and lower down. His little fingers then explore the muscular thighs of the adult male before tentatively grasping the thick sheath.

The coach moans softly, whispering encouraging words to his pupil as the little boy strokes the fat sheath, both index fingers then dipping slightly into the slit on top to pull the fleshy furry cover open, peering inside but seeing nothing but pink and darkness. Wondering how deep it’ll go, Kiba’s little index finger slowly sinks inside, the boy looking up briefly at his coach to see the adult male smiling encouragingly:”Don’t be shy, son. We’re both guys here.”
Kiba smiles back and nods, focusing his attention back on the man’s sheath as his little finger sinks halfway inside the hot slimy tunnel before touching the pointy tip of coach Hunter’s penis.

His finger swirls around the sensitive edge of the adult male’s feral shaped cock, hearing the man moan out and throw his head back as he can clearly feel the penis inside rapidly swelling. Kiba can feel his finger being pushed upwards, he slips it out of the sheath and sniffs it, his little cocklet throbbing hard when he smells the attractive male musk. His little tongue darts out and licks the slime off his finger, the flavour just pure male and tasting of arousal when Kiba suddenly feels coach’s hand on the back of his head. Eyes darting up questioningly but finding only a smiling coach, Kiba’s head is then gently coaxed down until his lips find the opening of his coach’s sheath.

Kiba doesn’t resist at all, the scent of male arousal stronger than ever and his little cock twitching in painful need between his small legs, the ten-year-old’s tongue darting out once more to forcefully slip inside the warm sheath of the adult wolf. A loud moan is coach Hunter’s response, his head thrown back once more and his fingers digging into the back of Kiba’s head as he pushes him into his crotch even more. Squirming around with the impatience and excitement only little boys can muster, Kiba’s tongue sinks inside the moist sheath, bumping into his coach’s cock head and swirling around it in response as the flesh swells rapidly.

The little grey furred wolf boy continues to lap and lick even when his tongue is pushed outside the warmth of coach Hunter’s sheath and into the open as the fat impressive adult cock rises to full length. His little mouth hungrily clamps down on the pointy tip of the feral wolf cock, suckling and slurping as his alcohol hazed mind helps the timid little pup to let his desires run loose. After all, he feels safe with the coach and the adult has shown nothing but understanding and friendship after calling him into his office. He’s like one of his friends, just older.

His pink little tongue slides its way up the adult male’s impressive penis, the sheath starting to bulge at the base as coach Hunter’s knot is swelling in excitement. The grownup reaches down underneath Kiba’s chin and firmly pulls his sheath back over the bulb of flesh, groaning as he does:”Ngh. It’s very important to pull back your sheath before your knot grows to full size, son. Otherwise it might get painful when you cu-, er, ejaculate your seed to make a baby.”

Kiba nods and observes the pulsing flesh of the throbbing feral knot, his little tongue automatically redirecting itself to bathe and slather his coach’s most sensitive spot in his young spittle.

Coach Hunter lays against the back of his chair, his mind up in the clouds as he enjoys the eager pups licking of his dick and knot until he realizes the time on his watch and gently pulls the pup off his crotch:”Don’t have much time for today anymore, son. Let’s finish this up.”

Kiba is slightly surprised when the adult male moves the desk chair out of the way and lies down on the floor, beckoning the pup as coach Hunter manoeuvres the ten-year-old over himself, facing each other’s feet. Thinking the coach wants to suck him whilst he sucks on the adult, Kiba positions himself better but is then corrected by the muscular wolf man. The pup is slid down until their cocks touch and then even further down, the bulb of coach Hunter’s knot pulsing underneath and in between Kiba’s buttocks.

The adult male reaches around Kiba’s waist and grasps the little cocklet, giving it a few strokes before pointing it down and towards the base of coach Hunter’s knot. With some fidgeting and positioning, finally Kiba’s little cocklet smoothly slips inside the adult’s furry sheath, the boy gasping out as he falls onto his hands to prevent him from falling down. Kiba’s little cock slips entirely inside the adult’s sheath, save for his knotty, both adult and cub able to feel each other’s heartbeat through their combined loins.

Instinct takes over and Kiba slowly starts to thrust inside his teacher’s sheath, the slippery cover tight around his cocklet as he can feel his little penis rubbing against the shaft underneath the adult’s knot. Kiba’s pucker is pressed against the warm flesh of his teacher’s knot between his spread buttocks, the pup grinding back against it as he whimpers in the overwhelming pleasure, stimulated more than he ever has been before.

The coach grunts as he feels the little pup penetrate his sheath and his knot rubbing in between the cub’s butt cheeks, the adult reaching down to draw up one of the pup’s little feet before showing it in his face. Coach Hunter grabs his cock with his free hand and starts pumping whilst his tongue and lips suckle and slurp all over Kiba’s little toes and foot soles. The cub yelps at the surprising pleasurable sensation and thrusts extra hard, his little knot pushing against coach’s bigger knot and finally popping inside the sheath as well, causing Kiba to howl out softly as his penis spasms in a dry orgasm.

Coach Hunter hungrily devours each of Kiba’s sensitive little toes one by one, worming his tongue in between the sensitive little digits as he pumps his own shaft hard, finally spraying thick creamy white jets both over his own chest and stomach as well as over Kiba’s buttocks and back.

Both adult and cub pant as they come down from their highs, their knots remaining swollen as is normal for feral cocks and they will be swollen for a little while longer.

They hit the showers together and coach Hunter grabs the opportunity to help explain a few more things to Kiba, especially about hygiene and allowing the cub to explore his muscular physique even further. Coach decides to wrap it up when he sits on the bench to pull on his socks when Kiba shyly starts rubbing the adult’s sheath once more, his cock fully withdrawn into it when the pup’s curious little toes start playing around with the opening, pushing his big toe inside. The PE teacher moans out, allowing Kiba to play around a few moments longer as the pup’s big toe penetrates the adult’s sheath and pushes inside, bumping into the grownup’s spent penis tip.

Coach Hunter then calls it quits and promises the boy they’ll have lots more fun sex ed lessons after class in the future. He drives the boy home and parks just behind the corner in a secluded street before pulling over the boy towards him. They hug and Kiba can’t control himself when his lips search up the adult’s, drawing a surprised coach Hunter into a kiss. The boy smiles shyly:”I had lots of fun today, coach.”
Coach Hunter smiles back and kisses the boy passionately, their tongues swirling for a moment before they withdraw, a strand of saliva connecting them before it breaks:”Me too, son. And remember, this is between just us guys, eh?”