The 1980's, a time of change, the world was terrified of war between superpowers, the Walkman found itself strapped firmly against the hip of half the population, and Disco was making way for Pop. The outside politics of the world was far from the first priority of those at Percival High School however, it was the beginning of the school year and worrying about such frivolous things would more than likely result in disciplinary action from the low tolerance, no nonsense teachers of the school. Duke, a teenage, lightly chubby, scrawnier shark freshman who was excited to get his start in the world of high school education was well aware of where his priorities should be, he had been preparing all summer for the new academic year, excited for a new experience, but also for the fact he would be avoiding the cruelty of his father and older, already graduated brother for several hours a day. With a wide smile, and excitement for the day, Duke ascended the steps of the school, making sure his uniform was prim and proper before walking through the mahogany front doors, into the entrance hall of the building. It was incredibly active, teens pushing one another out of the way as they hectically maneuvered through the hall, rock music played from jamboxes, and lockers opened and closed with metallic clangs, it was exciting to Duke, but also terrifying. 


"Are you lost, son?" Asked a suit wearing Wolf, who towered over Duke in height and looked down at him with a glare. "Uh, no sir, just looking for uh…Room 231" Duke muttered, haphazardly unwrapping a paper which contained his first day's schedule. "Ah, well, follow me, kid." The Wolf sighed, walking into the chaotic hall, Duke followed closely, as he received glares from several of his now peers, who glared and watched his stride. A female fox and a few of her friends were openly mocking the shark, and normally that would bother Duke, however between his father's abuse and his older brother's heckling, combined with the fact that a woman's company was, while an interest, not his primary desire, made it so lackluster, he simply chuckled in response, and continued following the escorting teacher's lead. The Wolf stopped in front of a door with a glass window, "R.231" Was painted over the glass in black lettering, as he opened the door and motioned his hand. "This is your Homeroom, have a ball." Duke peeked inside, before looking up to the disinterested Wolf who was already starting to walk away, asking "So are you a Teacher or something?" Clearly annoyed, the Wolf turned around and adjusted his tie before coldly stating. "My name is Mr. Benton, and I'm the Principle, thank you very much, you'd be wise to learn respect, now get into your Homeroom." Duke felt his stomach tie into a knot as he gulped and practically ran into the room, not wanting to anger the Principle further. 


The cold, disinterested glaring of the principle seemed welcoming, however, in comparison to the dozing Boar that Duke assumed was his homeroom teacher, who was quite literally asleep in his office chair, his shirt was stained in egg and ketchup from his breakfast, and his snores echoed through the room. "Uh, sir…?" Duke asked shyly, the Boar didn't even move in reply,  Duke gave up on attempting to communicate with the sleeping teacher, and moved toward a vacant desk at the back of the room, placing his backpack on the ground next to the metal leg of it's chair, and sat down inside of it, trying his best to ignore the conversing furs and paper airplane throwing around him. "New kid eh? Welcome to Hell." Someone stated behind him, Duke turned around to match the gaze of someone he could only immediately describe as 'cool', A Leopard, clad in a leather jacket, who breathed with an odd scent, tobacco? How was he allowed to smoke? Did he even care if he was allowed or not? Duke was excited by the kid's rockabilly getup, but his words added to his growing anxiety. "Hell?" Duke peeped out, tilting his head. "Did I stutter? You got the shittiest high school in the area bucko, take it from me, I'm a fuckin' junior, been here for a bit longer than you." Duke gulped, this time dryer than before, as he blinked and looked at the Leopard with concern. "Well, I mean, do you have advice?" The Leopard smirked, and took out a cigarette, lighting it and kicking back in his seat without a care in the world. "Sure I do kid, stick with me, I'll keep ya safe, we'll discuss uh, terms, later, ah shit, name's Elroy." He said, Duke's admiration soared, and he felt secure in the Leopard's presence. "I'm Duke" He replied, smiling widely. "Yeah, nice to meet ya Dookie." The Leopard said, Duke felt a bit embarrassed at the nickname, but the loud ringing of the class bell stopped him from saying anything.


"The fuck?! Ugggh." The Boar at the front of the room loudly announced, coughing as the bell woke him up, he sat up quickly, the chair creaking under him as he did, looking to the class that quickly took their seats, Elroy snuffed out his cigarette on the floor under his boot, and Duke watched as the Boar got to his feet and waddled his obese body to the chalkboard, grabbing a stick of chalk and scrawling 'MR. COLSON' out for the class to see, turning to the students and slapping his hand on the board. "Alright y'all, I'm Mister Colson, and I'm yer Homeroom teacher, in my homeroom, you'll sit here and get acquainted with each other and stuff, or maybe smoke and get yerself cancer nice n' early, ELROY!" He hollered, pointing directly at the smugly smiling Leopard. "Ay Colbs, I like smokes, you like burgers, fuck do I care?" The Boar just sighed, the kid was so cocky, and impossible to win with, as he continued on. "So, check yer papers, find out where yer headin, and get ready for a while, if ya need something, don't hesitate to leave me alone." Duke, confused at how he could be so careless asked loudly. "Uh, Mr. Colson, how are you able to just sleep…?" Mr. Colson sighed and snorted as he sat his rotund body back into his office chair. "I got tenure…" He muttered, before closing his eyes, and the snoring soon resumed, Elroy patted Duke on the shoulder and held out a pack of cigarettes, offering the Shark one. "Told ya, bucko, we're in Hell." Duke denied the cigarette, waving his hand, the Leopard clearly annoyed at the denial slumped back in his chair and lit another one in his lips, carelessly. Duke shrugged and turned to his desk, reaching into his backpack and retrieving a notebook, and sketched until the Homeroom period ended with the loud bell ringing once again.


Elroy walked closely behind Duke as they left the room and entered the once again frantic hallway which was filling with furs heading to their next classes. "Is there a reason you're you know, so close…?" Duke asked, still unsure whether the cool Leopard was his friend or foe, "Sure kid, you don't wanna be alone do ya, in this shithole?" Elroy replied, smirking as he spoke, "Sides, we are going to the same class, Algebra I right?" Duke felt flabbergasted that this Junior and smooth talking cat was in the same bracket of math as he was just entering, he wanted to ask why, but felt that continuously asking questions would end him in hotter water, so he decided to simply smile and nod, "Alright, Elroy." The two walked through a set of doors and up the stairwell, arriving at the next floor, as Duke shakingly looked at his schedule, Elroy slapped the paper out of his hands and pointed a claw at Duke suddenly, kneeling down, face to face with him. "Christ on a fucking Harley, you just got here kid, word of advice, stop gazing into the damn paper, don't want me to think your a fuckin' dweeb do ya?" Duke shook in place and softly replied "I'm not, I'm not a dweeb…" Elroy scoffed and stood back up, he went to speak when he was interrupted. "El! How's yer sister?, Her ass still sore?" Elroy suddenly smiled as he turned around to greet the fur who spoke, a Bear in a similar jacket to his own, accompanied by a Wolf in the same getup, the trio clearly knew one another as Elroy quickly replied. "Eyyy just as aching as your Momma's you fat fuck." The Bear and Leopard slapped their palms together in a hug, patting each other on the back before the Wolf did the same with Elroy. "Who's the wet nap?" The Wolf piped up, pointing to Duke. 


Wet nap? What kind of insult was that? Duke thought to himself, as the three started talking amongst themselves, and he walked toward the door to his Algebra class. "Dookie!, C'mere!" Elroy demanded, as Duke turned around and walked back to the trio, "Y-Yeah Elroy?" The Leopard smirked and motioned to the other two, "This is Vlad, the Russian Spy fat fuck, and Cutter, our Get out Jail Free card." Elroy joked, being pulled into a forceful noogie by his Ursine counterpart who groaned. "I'm fucking Polish, don't listen to this dumbass." The two joked around, but Cutter just stared, firmly, at Duke, with resentment. "I don't like fish…" The shenanigans between Vlad and Elroy stopped almost instantly as Cutter spoke, the Wolf firmly stared at Duke for a few moments and purposefully knocked his shoulder into the Shark's. "Get out of my sight." Duke was confused as to why the Wolf was so hostile immediately, but the realization set in as he looked at the same fur patterns he had seen on the Principle earlier, like father, like son. "Sorry, Cutter…I kinda liked the little shit…" Elroy spoke, cementing Duke's knowledge, that Cutter was the leader of the three. "I don't care what you like, he's a freshman, and he's gotta learn his fuckin place…" Cutter spoke softly, as he reached into his pocket, flipping a balisong knife open, and tapping the blade against his canine tooth which he bared in a threatening posture. "Go to your class, and stay out of our fucking way, fish." Duke practically ran back to the door of the Algebra class, as he overheard Elroy yelling. "Tell em I said fuck off!" Duke walked through the door and into the classroom, it was practically barren, only seven furs were sitting in desks for Algebra I, as he walked past the teacher's desk, and took a seat.  


"You okay? you seem nervous…" Asked someone to Duke's left, as he gathered his breath and turned to face them, his heart went from racing to practically frozen, as he matched their gaze. The teenage Shark hardly had experience in dating, sex, or romance in the slightest, but when he locked eyes with the curvy, feminine yet still clearly male Gazelle that spoke to him, he felt a surge of excitement fly through his heart, right down to his crotch, he crossed his legs as he replied to the now softly smiling cervine. "Oh, uh, yeah, just, new kid and all, heh." the Gazelle smiled and spoke, "Ah, I know the feeling, I'm a freshman too." his voice like an Angel's harp to Duke's ears, the connection being made at least in their shared inexperience. "Oh well, I'm Duke, nice to meet you…" The Gazelle must have shared the enjoyment of company, as he giggled, and offered his dainty, feminine hand. "I'm Kirk, just like the Captain, heh, but my friends just call me Kay, well they would if I had any…" Duke nervously, sweating, reached down and kissed the top of Kirk's hand, with a blush so red it was like his face was bloodied. "It's uh, heh, an honor, Kay." Kirk giggled, and blinked his mascara coated eyelashes twice as he spoke "Oh is it? You'll have to take me out for a bite sometime, I always wanted to try…seafood…" He said as he licked his lips. Duke shuddered in excitement and bit his lip, when the teacher, an old, wrinkled sphynx Cat entered the room, they let go of one another's hands, knowing that PDA was roughly punished amongst straight folks, two guys doing it would probably burn the school down. The Sphinx was honestly the calmest and most dedicated teacher Duke had ever met, her lesson was easy to understand and time flew by, before long, the work had been finished, and the bell rang. Before he got up, Kirk got up first, and dropped a folded triangular piece of paper on Duke's desk, and blew him a subtle kiss, before walking quickly out the door. Duke was shocked, did that just happen? he was not used to someone else showing him such, affection, as he unfolded the paper, a quickly written scrawling of words met his eyes, as he read them, his body shook, he felt blood rushing to his loins, as the words he read were almost impossible to believe. 


*hey handsome sorry we couldn't talk more…meet me at the courtyard bathrooms at lunch and i'll make it up to you , this mouth is for more than grazing~ -k* 


Duke watched the clock turn with intensity, his virginity was as good as gone, and he hardly had to work for it, sure, the hormonal feminine Gazelle probably was not a virgin as well, especially when offering something so forward, to someone he hardly knew, but maybe it was more than just hormones, maybe Kirk actually liked him, and if he did, it was definitely mutual. The clock hit twelve, and the bell loudly rang, for a longer duration, the lunch bell. When Duke had first arrived at the school, he was excited to find out what the cafeteria had to offer in comparison to the intermediate school he had departed, that curiosity was slashed as his heart, and growing erection, guided him out the door of the Social Studies class, and down the stairs, out the doors and out to the courtyard looking around for the bathroom, spotting it, and walking toward it. "Hey, Dookie!" called out behind him as he was approaching the restrooms, he turned and sighed as Elroy ran up behind him, cigarette dangling from his lip as he smirked. "What, ain't you hungry" the Leopard asked, sarcastically. "N- No...I just gotta uh..." Duke spoke, searching for an excuse, Elroy chuckled. "Take a shit?" He said, motioning toward the door. "Y-Yeah…" Duke said, quickly taking the opportunity and walking briskly toward the door. Elroy smirked to himself as Duke walked inside, feeling blown off and disrespected, as Cutter and Vlad joined him at his sides. "He is Tex's Brother…I fuckin' told you." Vlad said, patting Elroy's back, as the Leopard scoffed. "No shit, well, I guess the apple falls really, really fuckin' far from the tree after all." Elroy replied. Cutter, calm, and firmly spoke. "Well, I can't slice Tex's brother in good faith, but, we do need to teach the little fish his place…" Vlad scoffed and replied "I doubt he would even fight as Tex did…Do you have a plan?" Elroy, still singed from his dismissal by the Freshman, smirked and looked to the bathroom. "I do."


"You…really like me…?" Duke asked, nervously, leaning up against the tiled wall of the now locked bathroom, as Kirk was smiling and caressing the shark's soft, smooth belly, his dainty fingers were opening and unzipping Duke's fly with a smile. "I do, a lot, we both need company don't we, and well, not many guys look at me like you did…" Duke choked up, excited, not only was this playful Gazelle about to fellate him, but he did indeed share the crush that was growing inside Duke's heart toward him, "Well, I do like you too, Kay, a lot…" He said, the Gazelle blushed softly, and gently pulled the Shark's throbbing, six inch cock from his boxers, with a warm and growing smile, as he leaned in and silently licked the tip, before sliding it into his mouth. Duke's eyes rolled back into his head, as he felt the warmth of his first blowjob, the warm, loving embrace of the Gazelle's lips and tongue was euphoric, as his inexperienced length twitched in Kay's mouth, the veins along the side twitched against Kirk's damp, lapping tongue, who bobbed his head along the length, unknown to Duke, this was only his third time ever sucking a shaft, and first time with someone that seemed to care about him so much. "Oh my…G-God…Kayyy…I think I'm going to…aaahh" Duke said, reaching a hand behind him, gripping the tile, panting in deep breath. The Gazelle gracefully bobbed his head along the Shark's shaft and only stopped when there was a banging on the door, a loud repeated rapping as he pulled off Duke's aching member with a pop, just as the Shark was nearing orgasm. "Open this door, before we kick it down." Terrified and knowing they had been caught, Duke whimpered as Kirk wiped his lips and got up, walking to the door, and opening it.


In walked Cutter, Elroy, and Vlad, the three smirking as they entered, Elroy shut the door and locked it as Cutter calmly approached the Gazelle. "Why hello there, cutie pie, and what is your name…?" Kirk smiled, trying to remain friendly, looking to his recently loving Shark. "Uhh, I'm Kirk, and you are…?" Duke subtly reached down to fix his zipper as Vlad noticed, and smirked. "Cutter, he was blowing the fish…" Vlad spoke out as Cutter smirked and raised an eyebrow. "Were you, my my my, I am pretty sure that is against the rules, little deer…" Cutter coyly spoke, Kirk softly replied "I'm a Gazelle…and…I'm uh, sorry?" Duke felt more scared as he stood up from the wall, and spoke "Let him go…" Cutter ran one hand over Kirk's cheek as he turned around to Duke, and snapped his fingers. Elroy and Vlad walked behind him, and pushed Duke firmly against the wall, holding him tightly against the tile. "I'm sorry, did I hear something?" Duke attempted to reply, as Vlad's thick bear paw gripped his mouth shut firmly, as Elroy just shook his head. "Shoulda been nicer, Dookie." For a moment, Duke wondered why Elroy was joining so eagerly in this jumping, and why Kirk hadn't tried to stop them, but tears welled in his eyes as he watched Cutter's cool, intentional movements, his hands travelling down his feminine hips as he softly spoke. "I'm sure we can come to an agreement that doesn't involve telling my pops, what do you think gorgeous?" Duke watched in horror, and attempted to break free from the restraint the Bear and Leopard had him in, to no avail, and was further crushed as the reaction by his newly formed love interest, simply giggled and nodded his head. "I think that would be best…" 


"MMMPH! NNNHHH!" Duke yelled against the large Bear's paw clamping his mouth shut, Vlad simply gripped tighter, as Cutter and Kirk got started, the Wolf had slipped his denim jeans down and his unsheathing length was exposed to the room, his friends respectfully turned their heads and held Duke in place firmly against the wall. "Two for one special, huh cutie, we get to teach this fish some manners, and I get my dick sucked by his little boyfriend…" Cutter stated, widely smiling in victory toward the pinned, tearful Shark. Kirk destroyed any hopes that Duke had in his broken heart as he ran his fingers over the long, red, veiny cock of the aggressive Wolf, and warmly spoke "He's not my boyfriend…not really…anyway…" Duke sobbed into the Bear's hand as his first crush pushed his head down around Cutter's larger, harder, manlier cock with little resistance, swirling his tongue intentionally and enjoying the salty, pulsing shaft as he pumped his increasingly talented lips around it. "Damn, he's amazing, better than my girlfriend, shit." Cutter softly spoke, more to himself as he bucked his hips forward into the accepting mouth of the servicing Gazelle. "Mmmh~" Kirk moaned around the pulsing canine rod, pushing his cool snout against the Wolf's knot, looking up at the panting Cutter, smiling, his lust overtaking his surroundings, he could care less that Duke was overpowered against the wall, the only focus he had was slurping along the admittedly better, delicious shaft of the bully leader. "Nah, we're not going down your throat, show me that little fluffy tail…" Cutter ordered as he pulled his hips backward, grunting, holding his knot tightly in his fist, not wanting to release just yet. "I've only ever...put a toy in there…" Kirk replied, wiping the precum from his lips, nervously getting to his hooves. "Well then you're getting the real deal, get your pants down." Cutter replied, slipping his paws down the Gazelle's supple hips.


Duke felt for a moment, optimism, there's no way he would let that massive endowment into him, perhaps this was as far as it would go, that optimism melted away as Kirk softly giggled and took a deep breath, complying with Cutter and dropping his pants down to his ankles, Duke pushed against the restraint more, Elroy lost his patience and swung a fist upward into the Shark's ribs, knocking the wind out of him as he spoke "Dookie, Dookie, Dookie…Just shut the fuck up already." Coughing into his throat and aching from the punch, Duke hardly was able to think or see, the world was a tear filled echo, through all the pain and tightness of his restraint however, he was able to hear a shrill, nervous yell that bounced through his skull with a shrill pitch. Right in front of him and his attackers, Cutter had pushed his saliva coated shaft into the tight, roughly stretching tailhole of his first love, more tears streamed from the devastated Shark's eyes as Cutter's hips slowly moved back and forth in a surprisingly gentle motion, a complete contrast to the manhandling that the other two were giving to Duke, the pain was obvious in Kirk's eyes, as he huffed and yipped against the tile, his breath hot against the tiles, his hoof was scraping against the concrete floor, his own incredibly small and dainty shaft was pressed firmly against the dirty grout, his tiny spiraled horns leaving slight scratches in line shapes against it. "Yo, guys, ugggh, someone call Cindy, I think I'm a fag now…" Cutter announced firmly, for a moment Elroy chuckled, but as he looked at Cutter, his expression turned serious as he kept his grip on Duke's left arm. "Damn, you're serious ain't you…" Cutter growled and continued gyrating his hips against the Gazelle's fluffy tail, panting as he did, and replied "I fucking am…I like this cutie…a LOT…" Cutter's calm and cool expression leaving and being replaced with a red blush, a heated panting, and affection. "I like you too Cutter!" Kirk yelped out, as Cutter leaned down, his leather jacket against the dainty Gazelle's naked back. "My name's Chris, baby." 


All three of the others against the wall were shocked, the two restraining Duke had never heard Cutter's real name used, they didn't release Duke at all however, still knowing their place in the hierarchy, as Duke felt weaker, he knew he was defeated, these nearly complete strangers had ruined any chance he had, and the loving moans echoing through the restroom by the Gazelle added to the fact he had no chance, his smaller shark shaft had nothing on Cutter's incredible lovemaking canine shaft, which currently was pulsing at the aching, freshly stretched tailhole being fucked raw. "You wanna date a real man, huh baby?" Cutter growled into Kirk's ear, thrusting harder, knowing the breaking effeminate Gazelle could take it. "I do, oh god I do, so badly…I love you, Chris!" Kirk pleaded aloud, the words adding to Cutter's namesake, as they sliced through Duke's heart, he was unable to even resist anymore, his body going limp in the strong restraint from Elroy and Vlad. "I'm gonna breed you like a good girl, make you mine, fuck yeah, you ready?" Cutter said, his teeth grinding together as he bucked his hips. Duke's weakly looked over at Kirk with a pleading, tearful groan, the Gazelle, through the painful and pleasurable feeling of his virginity being taken, matched the Shark's gaze, just like he had back in the Algebra class, just as he did when he dropped to his knees, the love that he felt for Duke just twenty minutes ago, was completely and undeniably gone, as he nodded his head weakly against the tile, and smiled. "Please, C-cum in me…"


Cutter growled audibly as he pushed his hips forward, brutally pushing his knot deliberately into Kirk's painfully stretching anus, as his warm, potent Wolf seed began spurting from his crimson red erection, breeding into the depths of his newly claimed mate, his head thrown back as the intensity of his orgasm ran through his body. Kirk for a moment yelped out in the agony of the thick knot pushing into him for the first time, but the warmth of the spurting cum filling his relaxing hole was soothing as it sprayed raw into his accepting depths, he let out a warm and satisfied bleat and gripped the tile for dear life, his hooves slipping from under him in a scratching motion as the euphoric Wolf gripped ahold of his hips, holding him in support as his legs were too weak to stand. Duke, a sobbing, blubbering mess, finally was released as he collapsed to the floor in heartache and sadness, his body limp and whining as the two others stepped back, but stood nearby. "You about done, Cut, it's gonna be time to get back to the bullshit soon…" Elroy chimed in, looking to the two lovers locked together against the door. "Fuck them, they- huff- can wait…" Cutter said firmly. "Just get Tex's bitch brother out of here…" He said, motioning to the door. Elroy and Vlad grabbed the blubbering sad shark by the arms and lifted him into their grip, dragging him toward the door, shoving it open. "Please…I love you…" Duke begged toward the knotted Gazelle, who didn't even bother looking at him, as they threw the Shark out onto the gravel of the courtyard. 


The bell rang as the pitiful Shark hardly composed himself, Elroy and Vlad had already walked away after firmly warning Duke if he had tried anything, they would bust his head open, and the only reason they hadn't until now is because they knew of his older brother, who's position had been filled by Cutter when Tex had graduated. The door of the restroom opened and, hand in hand, Cutter and Kirk walked out of the restroom, clothed but sweaty and clearly recovering from their rough fuck session. "Don't say a word, fish." Cutter firmly warned Duke as they walked past, and into the school, the Gazelle not even looking toward the disgraced Shark who blubbered in pain on the floor. The pain encouraged Duke to get up brush himself off, he wiped his nose on the letter that he had been given, and tossed it to the ground as he wobbled into the school himself to finish the day. Thankfully, he had not shared any further classes with the gang that held him down, or the first love turned heartache, but the Shark dreaded the fact that he would be coming into contact with them every day for the rest of the academic year. After the final bell, when everyone was pouring out of the doors, and Kirk was no doubt heading home with Cutter, Duke went to the downstairs gym, and turned on the treadmill. He ran for an hour, and panted, out of breath and exhausted, but determined, he moved to the weights. He grunted and groaned in pain as his muscles ached in his newfound exercise, he was in the mindset that if he was stronger, he could have beaten Cutter, he could have defended Kirk's honor, if he was muscular and strong, nobody would steal a love from him again. This was his stand, he yelled out as he hoisted the barbell higher. Nobody would ever steal Duke Nauticus' mate again, nobody.




Or so, he had hoped.