The classroom clock ticks away the seconds as I stare up at the ceiling above me, the dull gray surface not giving me any indication as to how much time has passed since school ended. I gaze blankly ahead, lost in thought while I listen to the teacher's lecture. Her voice continues to drone on without me even bothering to take notes, staring listlessly in boredom. I tap at my desk, my fingers drumming impatiently against the wooden surface. Rows of desks in front of me stretch all the way to the far end of the long room. Some kids glance around lazily, their bored expressions quickly fading when they find someone to annoy. Others sit silently in anticipation for lunch, waiting with bated breath for the bell to ring. Mrs. Davis continues to ramble on, her eyes flicking across the students occasionally, making sure everyone is listening. If only she could read minds... I'd be screwed. The words just float aimlessly around in my mind, bouncing off one another, not really connecting and forming coherent sentences. I guess it's kind of a bad habit I had since childhood. I tend to drift off to the farthest corner of my mind if I don't find an activity particularly interesting, fidgeting restlessly until the bell rings. I'll sit still only for things I find personally fulfilling.
I begin to grow more uncomfortable in my seat by the minute, so I raise my hand to excuse myself to go to the bathroom. Mrs. Davis nods, giving me permission to leave. I stand from my chair, swiftly making my way to the door. The halls are dead silent, save for the sound of my shoes clicking against the cold tile floor as I navigate my way to the nearest restroom. Once finding it, I turn on the sink, splashing some cool water onto my face. The droplets splash against my fur, creating little rivulets down my cheeks. I run my hands through my messy long hair, letting it flow free as I rub my hands briskly down my face. My reflection stares back at me, a tired expression etched onto its pale complexion. The dark circles beneath my eyes tell the tale of sleepless nights, coupled with the stressors of school life. I turn to make my way back to class, only to catch sight of a figure in the corner of my eye. My gaze shifts towards the row of urinals, where I notice a familiar face staring back at me. It's Josh, a boy from another class! We've spoken before on several occasions, and he's a pretty chill guy, really popular in his own class. He has short blond hair and wide hips, wearing a black T-shirt and navy blue jeans. His fur is a light tan color, his long tail swaying leisurely behind him. Josh gives me a smug smile, batting his eyelashes innocently.
"You gonna say something?" he asks with a slight hint of amusement in his voice.
"Hey, Josh." I call out, approaching him. "I was just passing by to refresh myself before going back to class. What are you up to?"
“What does it look like?” he chuckles.
“Yeah, I guess that was kind of a stupid question…” I laugh awkwardly. “Weird stuff happens in school bathrooms all the time, you know. Doesn’t hurt to ask.”
“I only have the most innocent intentions," he replies. "Maybe one day I'll get to live out my fantasy of getting my dick sucked in one of these stalls, but today probably isn't my lucky day.”
"Well... who says it has to be this way? Maybe we can work something out here." I suggest, motioning toward one of the stall doors with my thumb.
Josh lets out a loud laugh, leaning forward and placing his hands on my shoulders to catch his breath.
"Oh, man!" he says between fits of laughter. "You're hilarious! Seriously though, I don't swing that way. Sorry."
"Awww, that's a shame." I sigh, putting on a sad pout. "I would have loved to watch your fantasy come true."
I turn to leave the bathroom with a dramatic roll of my eyes, hoping my facial expression truly conveys the extent of my disappointment over this development. Josh yelps in protest, grabbing onto my arm as I'm almost out of reach.
"Wait, wait, wait!" he exclaims. "I... I didn't know you were being for real. Shit, dude... you should have winked at me or something."
"Okay. Want me to give you a blowjob?" I ask, winking at him.
"That's more like it." he smirks.
We enter one of the stalls, closing the door and locking it behind us. The two of us are left alone in this small space with only the sound of our shallow breathing to fill the air. Josh gives me a knowing smile, running his hand slowly down my chest. Our eyes meet, his lips parted slightly as he takes in my appearance. I can’t help the smile spreading across my lips. He leans in closer to me, closing the distance between our lips, pressing them gently together. I immediately relax into his embrace, feeling his tongue slide softly along mine. I let out a quiet gasp and return his kiss passionately, wrapping my arms around his neck. He grips my hips firmly, pulling me closer. Our tongues start moving in perfect harmony, dancing gracefully together as our bodies press against each other. His hands caress my skinny frame, sending tingles throughout my whole body. I begin to unbutton his jeans, taking pleasure in the fact that the denim stretches nicely over his thick bulge. I tug the zipper down, dropping to my knees on the slippery tiles. His cock stands proudly in full view, glistening in the fluorescent lighting. It's about six inches long, pulsing with excitement as he looks down at me.  I place a soft kiss on the tip before wrapping my hand around the shaft, stroking gently. My lips part instinctively, allowing him to slip his cock into my mouth. The first taste is intoxicating. His musky scent fills my nose, causing me to blush lightly. I work his length inside my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive head and sucking hungrily, taking all that he has to offer. His moans echo in the enclosed space as I continue to bob my head up and down. I reach my hands around to fondle his butt, Josh letting out a grunt of approval. I squeeze and knead his doughy cheeks, pulling them slightly apart. I continue to suck on his wang, relishing in the warmth it brings to my mouth. He moves his hips upwards in response, thrusting himself deeper into my throat. His cock throbs against my tongue, causing me to swallow greedily in anticipation. Josh suddenly pulls out from my mouth, leaving me gasping for breath.
"Huh?" I pant, raising my eyebrow at him.
"Let's try something different," he giggles, turning around to show me his rear.
Josh bends over and puts his hands on the wall, sticking his ass out at me. I lick my lips as I take in the sight before me, my tail wagging as I gawk at his impressive behind. His buns are big and round, fitting nicely into the palms of my hands. My fingers sink deep into his cheeks, gripping the soft flesh tightly. Josh arches his back, grinding his ass harder into my grasp. I let out a soft chuckle, unbuckling my belt and shedding my pants in one swift motion. My cock comes into view, fully erect and ready for action. A surge of lust floods through my veins as I reach down to grip it, positioning myself directly behind Josh. He glances backwards once more, flashing me a seductive smile. I slowly lean into him, the tip of my dick pressing firmly against his entrance. Josh lets out a strangled moan as I push myself in, groaning deeply when the first inch slides into his tight asshole. We both tense slightly, trying to adjust our stances. He grabs onto the wall tightly, gritting his teeth as I continue to rock myself back and forth, gradually becoming less gentle. I can feel the vibrations from his moans reverberating through his entire form, causing me to grin. I grab onto his hips and begin to fuck him in earnest, slamming my hips down harshly and hitting his prostate each time. The friction causes my balls to ache, my muscles tightening with every hard stroke into his ass. This feels absolutely amazing. Who knew truancy could be so fun?
"Oh, fuckkkk..." he moans. "You're so big..."
The praise makes me blush, my heart fluttering wildly in my chest. I continue thrusting inside his tight asshole, eliciting a series of high pitched whimpers from him. I lean further into his back, wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my chin atop his shoulder blade. Josh lets out a sharp exhale, his body tensing as he feels my warm breath ghosting his skin. The sensation is so wonderful, I couldn’t imagine having him any other way than this. My movements become more frantic, desperate and needy. We continue to make love inside the empty restroom, sweat forming on our foreheads as we grind ourselves against each other in a frenzy. I begin to feel myself nearing the edge, my vision blurring in and out of focus. My body trembles uncontrollably as I pound into him with my last ounce of strength, reaching my climax moments later. The last bits of coherent thought rush through my mind before I unload into his bowels, my balls emptying themselves into the warm depths of his ass. Josh lets out a long groan of satisfaction as he shudders beneath me, his own dick shooting hot spurts of cum all over the floor. We are both tired beyond belief, our sweaty bodies limp and exhausted. My legs shake as I pull my spent dick out of his butthole, wiping it off on his cheeks. We start putting our pants back on, neither of us speaking a single word to each other. After getting dressed, we exit the stall together and share a flirty glance.
"We should hang out more often." I smile, brushing some hair behind my ear.
"Yeah, no kidding." Josh laughs, rubbing a hand across the back of his neck. "Catch you later, dude. I think we both had enough fun today. Oh, one more thing!"
Josh walks over to me, standing up on his toes and planting a firm kiss on my lips. I hum contently, savoring the feeling as he pulls away. We look into each other's eyes with a loving gaze, smiling affectionately. The peaceful bliss quickly evaporates into a cloud of smoke as the bell suddenly starts ringing, making us both jump in surprise. With a hasty goodbye, I run out of the bathroom and dash down the hall towards my class.