“Come on. I wanna see.”

“What? What are you – Lukas-”

Above him the black-furred wolf gripped a paw against his chest, dark fur there still damp and dripping, and turned his head to glance back around the corner. Even from here the otter on his knees could hear the sounds of the other students, few as they were on this night so close to finals season. A benefit of having a dedicated swim team on campus – he had considered trying out for it his freshman year, but had decided against it before the semester started – was the sizeable building containing all manner of pools both indoor and outdoor here at the edge of the campus grounds. Three separate pools in here, with the two smaller ones at the sides for focused training, and then even a hot tub… and then this space out around the side and behind the seating, just next to the maintenance door set into the tiled wall.

“Come on. It’ll be quick.” The otter came forward again, touching his nose into the cool, wet material of the wolf’s swim trunks, right there in front beneath the waistband. There was the grip and tug of the polyester blend against the skin of his nose, the friction of wet fabric on wet fur, and then of course the wolf’s own hold at his waistband, keeping him from tugging those trunks any further down than he already had. A thick puff of dark pubic fur poked up from the center of the waist. “Please?”

Emerald-green eyes flashed down at him for a moment. Lukas grinned through his own dripping fur: no matter what Kai ended up saying, he could tell that he had already thought about and considered it, based on the slight change in scent wafting out from inside this pouch of fabric, and the strain and twitch in the bulge beneath. The otter leaned in again and ran his nose up along the exterior of that bulge, holding firmly enough until the humid heat began to simmer through.

Then, with one more glance over his shoulder – there were maybe five other students spread out across the pools; Lukas hadn’t been paying attention too closely – Kai rolled his eyes, sighed, and slid his paw in towards the front of his trunks, tied strings swaying with the movement… then hooked his thumb around the elastic and tugged down in one quick, decisive movement. And in that moment Lukas sat back on his ankles, licked his lips, and rumbled softly in his throat, looking over the bounty that the wolf had revealed to him.

Beneath and within that curled bush of dark pubic hung Kai’s shaft, heavy and thick, before his similarly furred sack down beneath. This had pulled up a bit towards his body in the chill after the two had left the pool, but the otter’s breath curling forward and down around his balls made them shift and slip down a little bit further – then even more so when he closed the distance and pursed his lips between them, drawing in the scent of lupine musk managing to cut over and through the sharper touch of chlorinated water.

Lukas shifted where he knelt, just so he could lift up a little bit further. The sheer plump heat of Kai’s shaft rested across his cheek and burned into place there, quickly tightening his own trunks and drawing him in closer, further, deeper, so he half-closed his eyes and nuzzled up and underneath it, lips pursed but tongue still held at bay. That would come into play later: still pulling that scent in and letting it simmer and sizzle in the back of his nose and lungs, he turned his gaze, looked over – and watched as the rim of the wolf’s foreskin, halfway drawn over the head of his length, shifted and pulled up with the movement, then slid back into its natural position.

What a fantastic look, and as Lukas came towards his head he lifted up, turned, and brought a paw up just to roll that supple lip of skin back further, drawing back over the warm, slightly moist flesh underneath. Once more he looked up to Kai’s muzzle – the wolf was now focused solely on him, eyes half-lidded and mouth partially open – then planted a gentle kiss to the tip of his length, nose positioned right behind where his foreskin naturally rested. There the scent sharpened and deepened all at once, widening into something higher and fuller, savory, with a bite of bite behind it, chlorinated musk giving way to pure, undiluted wolf… Lukas closed his eyes, slid Kai’s skin all the way forward along his head – or at least as far as he could bring it; just barely halfway hard like this, the wolf didn’t manage full coverage – and rolled it between his fingers there, slick and supple, malleable and smooth.

Kai’s hips gave a little buck and twitch, soon followed by a palpable throb arcing through his length and atop the otter’s lips. “Lukas…”

But the otter was too enthralled by now, muzzle angled down and lips resting right along the ridged rim there. If he tilted his head slowly, gently back and forth right at the edge, right where smooth skin gave way to soft flesh, he could draw deliberate, steady twitches and throbs from the wolf leaning against the wall in front of him. The part he loved the most of this was that each time Kai grunted and twitched, pulses of arousal and energy arcing through him, resulted in that lip of skin swelling, tugging back a bit, then rolling gently forward a little bit, though never enough to cover the distance from his growing arousal. Again and again it went, even as Lukas nipped that ridge of skin between his lips and gently tugged, warm musk wafting around his muzzle and filling his head – until Kai pulled in a sigh, released a breathy moan, and rested a paw between the otter’s ears, pulling his nose down into place at the base of his now fully-hard shaft, twitching against his cheek.

Lukas looked to the side from where he was buried, the wolf’s foreskin drawn back behind the rim of his head now with his full arousal, swim trunks resting halfway down his thighs. The otter nuzzled into place there and with his other paw, two fingers and a thumb, dragged that slick skin halfway up again, and watched in pleasure as it just slid smoothly back down into place, then did so again and again at each subsequent movement. He looked up to the wolf again, the grip on his head receding just enough so he could come back and rest his lips along the underside there.

He made sure to position himself perfectly, right where the tight span of skin along the underside came up and forward, and let his tongue dance across that center point. Kai gritted his teeth again and thumped his head back against the wall. Lukas smirked.

“So, what, do we still not have enough time…?”

The wolf didn’t even look around the corner at the others this time. Instead of gripping Lukas’s head, though, he reached down, wrapped a forefinger and thumb around the base of his shaft, and tapped it against the otter’s lips.

“You said it’d be quick,” Kai rumbled, and this time gave himself a slow, steady stroke, wrinkled ridge of his foreskin curling up against the otter’s nose before drawing down again. “So that’s what I’m waiting for. Make it quick.”