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"writing": "Niel cracked an eye open and immediately closed it.\n\nHis phone, resting against the lamp on his bedside table, told him he might as well get up now, since his alarm was about to sound, but he was not doing that. He was getting every second of shut-eye he could manage.\n\nAfter the late night of studying he’d done to prepare for his history exam, he wanted to tell the coach to go fuck himself and pass on the practice so he could—\n\nThe door hit the wall. “Up and about!” a man yelled.\n\n“Fuck,” Niel groaned. His alarm wasn’t even—the alarm went off as the lights flicked on.\n\n“Time’s a-wasting,” Coach Horgar called, then the bear was out of sight and another door opened violently.\n\nWith a resigned sign, Neil sat.\n\nOn the other side of the room, the cougar raised his head off his pillow, eyes barely opened in the raccoon’s direction. “If I go back to sleep,” Brenden asked, “will you tell him I died in the night?”\n\n“If you aren’t at practice, I’m not going to have to tell him anything,” Niel replied. “He’s going to come here and kill you himself.”\n\nThe cougar groaned, pushing the sheets off of him. “And he’s going to make me suffer for bothering him.” He was out of bed. “Dibs on the bathroom.”\n\nNiel didn’t argue. He needed that time to get body into gear.\n\n* * * * *\n\n“Come on!” the bear yelled. “What is this, Summer Camp? You aren’t in highschool anymore. How’s the NFL going to pick any of you if that’s all you’re putting into practicing?”\n\n“I haven’t been in high school in years,” the lion grumbled, then impacted against Niel, who took the hit and kept the lion from moving him. “And how am I going to play for the NFL when he keeps trying to kill us?” the senior looked at Niel and grinned. “Aren’t you happy you decided to join us, coon?”\n\nNiel twisted, giving the impression the lion unbalanced him, placed a foot in the lion’s path, as he tried to bolt, who then landed face first in the grass. It was just too bad the only things Coach had them wear for this session were shoulder pads.\n\n“Coon’s derogatory,” Niel said casually as the lion spat out grass.\n\n“Leslie, that’s a foul!” the bear yelled. “Don’t let me see you trip him next time! Chunho, what’s with him tripping you? Aren’t you paying attention? You’re the Senior, he’d the Freshman. He should be eating grass, not you. Go again!”\n\n“Yes, Coach,” the lion replied as Niel retook his position. “You’re not doing that a second time, coon.” Chunho grinned.\n\nThe raccoon matched the smile. “I’ll just have to think of something else. Like bringing a razor and shaving that, oh so pretty, mane of yours.”\n\n“You wouldn’t dare, Niel,” the lion said in dismay.\n\n“Call me coon one more time and find out.”\n\n* * * * *\n\n“Alright,” the coach called to the undressing players. “That wasn’t exactly horrible. Maybe some of you have a chance at doing this pro. Just don’t hold your breath if that’s all you’re bringing to the game.”\n\n“Come on,” someone whined. “We’re in the middle of exams. Cut us some slack.”\n\n“If that’s your attitude, Herley, I want four laps around the field.” The bear clapped his hands. “Now, Herley.” \n\nCursing, the hedgehog grabbed his jacket and ran out of the locker room, followed by snickering.\n\n“Oh, am I hearing volunteers to run by his side?” Silence fell. “I thought so.” The bear glared at each of them before walking out.\n\nThe players went back to getting out of their gear, and Niel enjoyed the show.\n\n“People are going to get ideas, the way you look at naked guys,” the lion said, wearing only his jockstrap while stretching.\n\nNiel looked him up and down. “So long as it’s that I enjoy what I’m seeing, they can get all the ideas they want.”\n\n“Hey, Leslie!” the cheetah on the other side of the room called, then gyrated his hips when Niel looked in his direction.\n\nThe raccoon chuckled and avoided licking his lips at the plump cock. “Call me when your girlfriend dumps you, Sampson, not before.”\n\n“One of these days,” the wolf next to the cheetah said, shaking his head. “Someone’s going to object to you leering at them.”\n\nNiel rolled his eyes. “I wasn’t leering at Johanson.” He looked the wolf up slowly and licked his lips at the long cock and heavy ballsac. When he spoke, he made his voice husky. “This, is leering.” The wolf’s ears folded back as he covered his growing erection with a towel.\n\nThe lion shook his head. “I don’t think I’ve ever known a guy so openly comfortable with his sexuality.”\n\nNiel shrugged. “What’s the point of having a problem being who you are?”\n\nEspecially when Niel remembered always being comfortable with it, on top of remembering having no idea if he even cared about girls or guys. Having some crazy bat screw with his memories just so he and the rest of the team could be Roland’s playmates had been weird, not to say the rest of the stuff Niel had learned about in the process of getting his memories straightened up, but it had definitely sped up his sexual awakening.\n\nUndressed, Niel turned to grab his shower kit out of his locker and caught the wolf eying his ass in the mirror glued to the inside of the door. They locked eyes, and the wolf nodded toward the shower before heading in that direction.\n\nThe raccoon grinned at the lion, who rolled his eyes, and headed to join the wolf. Would he top or bottom this time? It wasn’t like Niel cared, so long as it was fun.\n\n* * * * *\n\n“You coming to the club on Friday?” Chunho asked as they finished dressing.\n\n“Got plans,” Niel replied.\n\nThe lion leaned against his locker. “Got yourself a hot guy to get laid with?”\n\n“Guys,” Niel replied, getting his locker in order. “Plural. I’m going to the Sigma Theta Gamma party.”\n\n“Fuck, really?” the lion straightened. “Are they as intense as the stories say?”\n\nNiel grinned at him. “Curious to experience one of them?”\n\nChunhi rolled his eyes. “You heard the rumors just like the rest of us. They’re some sort of mafia safe house that got raided two years ago.”\n\nNiel had to fight not to react. Even after two years, how close he’d come to being in the middle of it still unsettled him. He and half the high school football team at been at the frat house the day before to celebrate winning the game. A special party the coach had taken them to, where, on top of him fucking each of them, as was the team’s ‘tradition’, they got to fuck with some of the most talented guys in the twin cities.\n\nHe found out about the assault after the fact, before his memories were restored, when everything was explained to him. Of course, because no one could go around explaining that it had been a battle of magic, as well as guns, to stop a mind-messing maniac, there had been a cover-up. It had been just like every movie dealing with the supernatural claimed. They thought normal people couldn’t deal with the existence of magic, so it was simply hidden from them.\n\nIt meant the incident didn’t make the news, but it was hard to keep the people who lived in the area from noticing something had happened. Especially when the house was suddenly unoccupied a few days later. Without an actual story to tell, rumors formed.\n\nThey should have told the truth, as far as Niel was concerned.\n\n“Really?” He zipped his duffel bag. “A bunch of international students in a frat suddenly equate to the mob?” He forced the chuckle.\n\n“Don’t you find it weird they’re all gay?”\n\nNiel shrugged. “Not really.” There was a god of gay men, after all. “They have money. They aren’t going to settle for a frat where they have to worry what the guys in the next room are going to think when they’re banging one in theirs.” Or on the kitchen table, or the couch, the shower, the…. Maybe Niel had spent too much time there while under the bat’s control. He knew that house and in which parts sex happened—all of them—far too well. But it had been where Roland had spent a lot of time during that whole things, and one thing the bat had done, when he’d messed with Niel and Roland’s memories was ramp up their friendship from close buds to inseparable fuck buddies, so Niel had been there often too.\n\n“Still,” the lion said, throwing his duffel over his shoulder. “You be careful while you’re there.”\n\nNiel grinned. “I will.” His phone buzzed as he took his duffel’s handle. Chi-con’s Eatery, the display said. “I have to take this.” Bag in hand, he hurried out of the locker room, then answered.\n\n“It’s almost here!” the caller exclaimed, his voice trembling with excitement.\n\nNiel chuckled, heading for the door leading out of the building. “I thought your birthday was last week.”\n\n“I mean my Ceremony of Dominance, and you know that,” Roland shot back.\n\n“Considering how much you’ve gone on about it, yes, how could I ever not.” He glanced around to make sure no one could listen in. “Although it feels like you’re more excited for the superpower you’ll get than finally getting to top.”\n\n“Wouldn’t you want that?” the rat exclaimed. “Maybe I’ll be like Thomas. Or better yet, You have to meet Juam. The things he can make you feel with just a touch. And it’s not him getting into your mind. Your aren’t imagining it. He can actually get you to—”\n\n“Should you be talking about that over the phone?” Neil asked.\n\n“How else am I going to tell you about it, since you aren’t here?”\n\n“Okay, but you-know-who could be listening in.” The Hertz had basically vanished from the US as soon as the bat situation was resolved because that hadn’t been enough trouble. They turned out to have family who was kind of rabid about repatriating them, especially Roland’s brother.\n\n“Nah, they had that magic chick do something to the phone I mailed you. It’s impossible for that rat to get anyone to trace the call,” Roland said dismissively. “We’re fine.”\n\n“And you aren’t worried about calling the person responsible for your call magically originating from a Vietnamese restaurant in downtown, ‘the magic chick’?”\n\n“Why would she be listening to my call?” Roland replied. “It’s not like I’m anyone important. I’m not Thomas or anything.”\n\nNiel shook his head in amusement and exasperation.\n\nHis best friend had lost a lot of the brooding once he’d accepted he wanted to have sex with his brother, but he’d also gained a level of laissez-fair that worried Niel at times. It was like Roland believed that being magic solved all the problems he could have.\n\nThat, or being rich.\n\nThat one could result from all the rich people his best friend’s family had lived with over the last two years.\n\n“Your brother’s taking his sweet time getting the gang back together to do the thing,” Neil said, maneuvering the conversation back to a subject he was more confident wouldn’t cause trouble if overheard on either side, or intercepted. “What are you doing to prepare?”\n\n“It’s more me who’s being done. And they’re squeezing in as much time with me as they can, since they know I’m about to turn super top.”\n\nNiel raised an eyebrow and slowed as the bus stop came into view. “Aren’t they worried you’re going to make them pay for all that?”\n\nRoland laughed. “Worried? They’re fucking hoping I will. You have looked at the videos I sent you, right? I have grown over the last two years.”\n\n“Oh, yeah.” Niel licked his lips at the memory. “You certainly have.”\n\n“How about you? How did you celebrate turning eighteen?”\n\n“I haven’t, yet,” Niel answered, coyly.\n\n“What?” Roland exclaimed. “How come? That was over a month ago. If I’d known you didn’t have anything set up, I’d have had Thomas take me to your place.”\n\n“Oh sure, like you and him appearing in my bedroom would have goon over so well with my dad. He doesn’t know, remember?” Niel sighed. “They told him someone put some sex drug in the team’s water and we went at it for like a week. He doesn’t know about the—” he stopped as students walked by him. “You know what.”\n\n“It’s called magic,” his best friend stated dryly. “It’s not a curse word or anything.”\n\n“Well, I in the middle of Mundania, so it’s not a word I can say without care.”\n\n“Anyway, we wouldn’t have landed in your bed. Thomas never fucked you in it, or anyone else. We would have arrived at the Frat, or the Richards. I think he has another bed he can land in, in the Twins.”\n\n“Right. I keep forgetting that part of his… ability. And before you freak even more. I didn’t do anyone on my birthday because I had already planned to make this Friday my celebration.”\n\n“What’s going on then that makes waiting a month worth it?”\n\n“Sigma Theta Gamma has their post midterm party.”\n\n“Oh, you are going to have so much fun! Make sure to blow Olavo for me.”\n\nNiel racked his brain, but came up blank. “Which one is he?”\n\n“The capybara,” Roland replied. “Sharp dresser. Great cock and really knows what to do with it.”\n\n“You know that last qualifier doesn’t eliminate anyone in the frat, right?”\n\n“Are you telling me you’ve already tried some of them in for size?”\n\nNiel laughed. “I’ve been at Uni since late August. Kuno found me and made sure I was okay. We met up here and there after that. And there’s Peng, who’s in the frat. He’s from China.”\n\n“So long as you haven’t been celibate all that time.”\n\n“Me, Celibate?” Niel guffawed. “I might not need the sex the way you do, but I am definitely making sure to get some.”\n\n“Then make sure you save some for my post ceremony celebration,” Roland said.\n\n“That’s not going to be a problem, especially since all you’re going to want then, is my ass.”\n\n“Come on, Niel,” Roland said, his voice softening. “You know you aren’t like other guys. You, I’ll take in his entirety, even after my ceremony.”",
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His phone, resting against the lamp on his bedside table, told him he might as well get up now, since his alarm was about to sound, but he was not doing that. He was getting every second of shut-eye he could manage.
After the late night of studying he’d done to prepare for his history exam, he wanted to tell the coach to go fuck himself and pass on the practice so he could—
The door hit the wall. “Up and about!” a man yelled.
“Fuck,” Niel groaned. His alarm wasn’t even—the alarm went off as the lights flicked on.
“Time’s a-wasting,” Coach Horgar called, then the bear was out of sight and another door opened violently.
With a resigned sign, Neil sat.
On the other side of the room, the cougar raised his head off his pillow, eyes barely opened in the raccoon’s direction. “If I go back to sleep,” Brenden asked, “will you tell him I died in the night?”
“If you aren’t at practice, I’m not going to have to tell him anything,” Niel replied. “He’s going to come here and kill you himself.”
The cougar groaned, pushing the sheets off of him. “And he’s going to make me suffer for bothering him.” He was out of bed. “Dibs on the bathroom.”
Niel didn’t argue. He needed that time to get body into gear.
* * * * *
“Come on!” the bear yelled. “What is this, Summer Camp? You aren’t in highschool anymore. How’s the NFL going to pick any of you if that’s all you’re putting into practicing?”
“I haven’t been in high school in years,” the lion grumbled, then impacted against Niel, who took the hit and kept the lion from moving him. “And how am I going to play for the NFL when he keeps trying to kill us?” the senior looked at Niel and grinned. “Aren’t you happy you decided to join us, coon?”
Niel twisted, giving the impression the lion unbalanced him, placed a foot in the lion’s path, as he tried to bolt, who then landed face first in the grass. It was just too bad the only things Coach had them wear for this session were shoulder pads.
“Coon’s derogatory,” Niel said casually as the lion spat out grass.
“Leslie, that’s a foul!” the bear yelled. “Don’t let me see you trip him next time! Chunho, what’s with him tripping you? Aren’t you paying attention? You’re the Senior, he’d the Freshman. He should be eating grass, not you. Go again!”
“Yes, Coach,” the lion replied as Niel retook his position. “You’re not doing that a second time, coon.” Chunho grinned.
The raccoon matched the smile. “I’ll just have to think of something else. Like bringing a razor and shaving that, oh so pretty, mane of yours.”
“You wouldn’t dare, Niel,” the lion said in dismay.
“Call me coon one more time and find out.”
* * * * *
“Alright,” the coach called to the undressing players. “That wasn’t exactly horrible. Maybe some of you have a chance at doing this pro. Just don’t hold your breath if that’s all you’re bringing to the game.”
“Come on,” someone whined. “We’re in the middle of exams. Cut us some slack.”
“If that’s your attitude, Herley, I want four laps around the field.” The bear clapped his hands. “Now, Herley.”
Cursing, the hedgehog grabbed his jacket and ran out of the locker room, followed by snickering.
“Oh, am I hearing volunteers to run by his side?” Silence fell. “I thought so.” The bear glared at each of them before walking out.
The players went back to getting out of their gear, and Niel enjoyed the show.
“People are going to get ideas, the way you look at naked guys,” the lion said, wearing only his jockstrap while stretching.
Niel looked him up and down. “So long as it’s that I enjoy what I’m seeing, they can get all the ideas they want.”
“Hey, Leslie!” the cheetah on the other side of the room called, then gyrated his hips when Niel looked in his direction.
The raccoon chuckled and avoided licking his lips at the plump cock. “Call me when your girlfriend dumps you, Sampson, not before.”
“One of these days,” the wolf next to the cheetah said, shaking his head. “Someone’s going to object to you leering at them.”
Niel rolled his eyes. “I wasn’t leering at Johanson.” He looked the wolf up slowly and licked his lips at the long cock and heavy ballsac. When he spoke, he made his voice husky. “This, is leering.” The wolf’s ears folded back as he covered his growing erection with a towel.
The lion shook his head. “I don’t think I’ve ever known a guy so openly comfortable with his sexuality.”
Niel shrugged. “What’s the point of having a problem being who you are?”
Especially when Niel remembered always being comfortable with it, on top of remembering having no idea if he even cared about girls or guys. Having some crazy bat screw with his memories just so he and the rest of the team could be Roland’s playmates had been weird, not to say the rest of the stuff Niel had learned about in the process of getting his memories straightened up, but it had definitely sped up his sexual awakening.
Undressed, Niel turned to grab his shower kit out of his locker and caught the wolf eying his ass in the mirror glued to the inside of the door. They locked eyes, and the wolf nodded toward the shower before heading in that direction.
The raccoon grinned at the lion, who rolled his eyes, and headed to join the wolf. Would he top or bottom this time? It wasn’t like Niel cared, so long as it was fun.
* * * * *
“You coming to the club on Friday?” Chunho asked as they finished dressing.
“Got plans,” Niel replied.
The lion leaned against his locker. “Got yourself a hot guy to get laid with?”
“Guys,” Niel replied, getting his locker in order. “Plural. I’m going to the Sigma Theta Gamma party.”
“Fuck, really?” the lion straightened. “Are they as intense as the stories say?”
Niel grinned at him. “Curious to experience one of them?”
Chunhi rolled his eyes. “You heard the rumors just like the rest of us. They’re some sort of mafia safe house that got raided two years ago.”
Niel had to fight not to react. Even after two years, how close he’d come to being in the middle of it still unsettled him. He and half the high school football team at been at the frat house the day before to celebrate winning the game. A special party the coach had taken them to, where, on top of him fucking each of them, as was the team’s ‘tradition’, they got to fuck with some of the most talented guys in the twin cities.
He found out about the assault after the fact, before his memories were restored, when everything was explained to him. Of course, because no one could go around explaining that it had been a battle of magic, as well as guns, to stop a mind-messing maniac, there had been a cover-up. It had been just like every movie dealing with the supernatural claimed. They thought normal people couldn’t deal with the existence of magic, so it was simply hidden from them.
It meant the incident didn’t make the news, but it was hard to keep the people who lived in the area from noticing something had happened. Especially when the house was suddenly unoccupied a few days later. Without an actual story to tell, rumors formed.
They should have told the truth, as far as Niel was concerned.
“Really?” He zipped his duffel bag. “A bunch of international students in a frat suddenly equate to the mob?” He forced the chuckle.
“Don’t you find it weird they’re all gay?”
Niel shrugged. “Not really.” There was a god of gay men, after all. “They have money. They aren’t going to settle for a frat where they have to worry what the guys in the next room are going to think when they’re banging one in theirs.” Or on the kitchen table, or the couch, the shower, the…. Maybe Niel had spent too much time there while under the bat’s control. He knew that house and in which parts sex happened—all of them—far too well. But it had been where Roland had spent a lot of time during that whole things, and one thing the bat had done, when he’d messed with Niel and Roland’s memories was ramp up their friendship from close buds to inseparable fuck buddies, so Niel had been there often too.
“Still,” the lion said, throwing his duffel over his shoulder. “You be careful while you’re there.”
Niel grinned. “I will.” His phone buzzed as he took his duffel’s handle. Chi-con’s Eatery, the display said. “I have to take this.” Bag in hand, he hurried out of the locker room, then answered.
“It’s almost here!” the caller exclaimed, his voice trembling with excitement.
Niel chuckled, heading for the door leading out of the building. “I thought your birthday was last week.”
“I mean my Ceremony of Dominance, and you know that,” Roland shot back.
“Considering how much you’ve gone on about it, yes, how could I ever not.” He glanced around to make sure no one could listen in. “Although it feels like you’re more excited for the superpower you’ll get than finally getting to top.”
“Wouldn’t you want that?” the rat exclaimed. “Maybe I’ll be like Thomas. Or better yet, You have to meet Juam. The things he can make you feel with just a touch. And it’s not him getting into your mind. Your aren’t imagining it. He can actually get you to—”
“Should you be talking about that over the phone?” Neil asked.
“How else am I going to tell you about it, since you aren’t here?”
“Okay, but you-know-who could be listening in.” The Hertz had basically vanished from the US as soon as the bat situation was resolved because that hadn’t been enough trouble. They turned out to have family who was kind of rabid about repatriating them, especially Roland’s brother.
“Nah, they had that magic chick do something to the phone I mailed you. It’s impossible for that rat to get anyone to trace the call,” Roland said dismissively. “We’re fine.”
“And you aren’t worried about calling the person responsible for your call magically originating from a Vietnamese restaurant in downtown, ‘the magic chick’?”
“Why would she be listening to my call?” Roland replied. “It’s not like I’m anyone important. I’m not Thomas or anything.”
Niel shook his head in amusement and exasperation.
His best friend had lost a lot of the brooding once he’d accepted he wanted to have sex with his brother, but he’d also gained a level of laissez-fair that worried Niel at times. It was like Roland believed that being magic solved all the problems he could have.
That, or being rich.
That one could result from all the rich people his best friend’s family had lived with over the last two years.
“Your brother’s taking his sweet time getting the gang back together to do the thing,” Neil said, maneuvering the conversation back to a subject he was more confident wouldn’t cause trouble if overheard on either side, or intercepted. “What are you doing to prepare?”
“It’s more me who’s being done. And they’re squeezing in as much time with me as they can, since they know I’m about to turn super top.”
Niel raised an eyebrow and slowed as the bus stop came into view. “Aren’t they worried you’re going to make them pay for all that?”
Roland laughed. “Worried? They’re fucking hoping I will. You have looked at the videos I sent you, right? I have grown over the last two years.”
“Oh, yeah.” Niel licked his lips at the memory. “You certainly have.”
“How about you? How did you celebrate turning eighteen?”
“I haven’t, yet,” Niel answered, coyly.
“What?” Roland exclaimed. “How come? That was over a month ago. If I’d known you didn’t have anything set up, I’d have had Thomas take me to your place.”
“Oh sure, like you and him appearing in my bedroom would have goon over so well with my dad. He doesn’t know, remember?” Niel sighed. “They told him someone put some sex drug in the team’s water and we went at it for like a week. He doesn’t know about the—” he stopped as students walked by him. “You know what.”
“It’s called magic,” his best friend stated dryly. “It’s not a curse word or anything.”
“Well, I in the middle of Mundania, so it’s not a word I can say without care.”
“Anyway, we wouldn’t have landed in your bed. Thomas never fucked you in it, or anyone else. We would have arrived at the Frat, or the Richards. I think he has another bed he can land in, in the Twins.”
“Right. I keep forgetting that part of his… ability. And before you freak even more. I didn’t do anyone on my birthday because I had already planned to make this Friday my celebration.”
“What’s going on then that makes waiting a month worth it?”
“Sigma Theta Gamma has their post midterm party.”
“Oh, you are going to have so much fun! Make sure to blow Olavo for me.”
Niel racked his brain, but came up blank. “Which one is he?”
“The capybara,” Roland replied. “Sharp dresser. Great cock and really knows what to do with it.”
“You know that last qualifier doesn’t eliminate anyone in the frat, right?”
“Are you telling me you’ve already tried some of them in for size?”
Niel laughed. “I’ve been at Uni since late August. Kuno found me and made sure I was okay. We met up here and there after that. And there’s Peng, who’s in the frat. He’s from China.”
“So long as you haven’t been celibate all that time.”
“Me, Celibate?” Niel guffawed. “I might not need the sex the way you do, but I am definitely making sure to get some.”
“Then make sure you save some for my post ceremony celebration,” Roland said.
“That’s not going to be a problem, especially since all you’re going to want then, is my ass.”
“Come on, Niel,” Roland said, his voice softening. “You know you aren’t like other guys. You, I’ll take in his entirety, even after my ceremony.”",
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