High School Days Ch 28 Scene 3: Redirected Affections

Scene #2 for March, 2017

Universe: High School Days

Tags: Wolf, Tiger, Dalmatian

1,216 words

High School Days Ch 28 Scene 3: Redirected Affections

Illustration by Cooner

The story continues! and since so many of you wanted to see Nick and Kevin, we'll be following them home to see what happens next...

There will be three or four more posts to finish this scene, which I've written out fully. :)

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Forty minutes or so later, Nick was grunting hard in between answering Kevin’s questions about history, pushing up the handle bars of a weight machine and lifting some two hundred pounds well above his head. He was on the fourth set of his third muscle group, doing shoulder press ups on one of the exercise machines he kept in the little pool house he lived in behind his parents’ home, his body working hard as his brain tried to grasp what Kevin was telling him.

The anger which had burned so hot in his chest as he’d stormed out of school had cooled, becoming a hot bed of coals that made his fur itch and his tail twitch, but he no longer felt like punching or biting somebody anymore. Kevin’s constant stream of nearly useless information about dead presidents helped distract him, but that wasn’t why he was so calm now.

Working out had always cooled the big black wolf down. It allowed Nick to use his body’s strength in a productive way, burning off the angry energy he so often kept bottled up. That was half the reason he had a small collection of weight machines taking up so much room in his place. The other reason he’d collected his own little gym was so that he and Kyle could keep in shape for football in the off season. That thought made the coals stir a bit, and the wolf pushed himself harder, trying to focus on what Kevin was saying.

But it was hard not to think about Kyle. They spent practically every weekend here together when not traveling to a game, lifting weights while hanging out, watching movies, and sneaking beer from the house. Well, it was more like lake front mansion really, which was the problem.

The big wolf didn’t like to think about it, but his family was rich. Really rich. Having two high power attorneys for parents did that, especially after his father had become the county’s judge. And he hadn’t wanted to admit it, but Nick realized now that his family’s money was part of the problem with Kyle. It had always been. The tiger was poor, and so Nick just… paid for stuff. He’d wanted to do things with his friend, and so he used his family’s money to pay for them both. That had all been cool until he and Kyle had fucked around, and now everything with the tiger had gone to shit.

Come on, that’s not true, Nick chastised himself. The big canine grunted, glancing passed his own flexing bicep to where Kevin sat on a bar stool, talking about Woodrow Wilson and what had happened with Pancho Villa. The Dalmatian was squirming awkwardly as the wolf worked out, constantly glancing sideways at the black wolf to watch him when he though Nick couldn’t see, and then cringing whenever Nick caught him looking. Things with Kyle were fine before I fucked around with Kevin.

That was the truth of it. Once he’d let Kevin suck him off in exchange for tutoring, Nick had started to think about sex with other guys as an option. Then, they’d kissed on a dare, got stupid drunk, and Nick had fucked Kyle.

Thinking about that was making the wolf bone up even now. Just thinking of the tiger’s body made him pop a boner. And once Nick had let the tiger pop his cherry back, well, that had been that. He’d started feeling attraction to all sorts of other guys, and the big wolf began noticing just how many guys looked at him and Kyle in the locker room.

Most of the guys glanced at their dicks, because he and Kyle were so big and would strut around naked. But a lot of them took longer looks, checking his dick out like they wanted to suck it, even some of the guys on the football team. Nick had a pretty good idea now who else, besides, Kevin, had to be a tail raiser. Guys like Nathan, who had been so hot for Nick that even after he’d nearly gotten beaten up the little husky had still looked at the wolf in the shower. They’d practically beaten off together, listening to Brian fucking that queer rabbit. Just the thought of Nathan’s massive puppy boner made him leak in his shorts.

Nick now saw other guys as people he could get with, it had all started with Kevin, and Kyle couldn’t deal.

And now, Nick was doing the same thing he’d done with Kevin before, working out half naked in front of the queer dog while studying. After practically dragging him here from school! He’d put his arm around Kevin right in front of everybody at school and then just taken him home. Anybody who knew Kevin was queer would assume that Nick was too. And since he’d done exactly what had led to Kevin blowing him last time, Kevin probably thought they were going to fuck for sure. Kyle would too.

Nick closed his eyes, emotions churning as he pushed himself past when he normally stopped, anger flaring as embarrassment rose in his cheeks and his chest burned with exertion, lust, and shame. He lifted the weights faster, breathe coming in harsh gasps. Was he going to fuck around with Kevin? Would Kyle even care? Did he even want to?

Fuck it, Nick thought. So I brought a queer home. I’m fucking queer too. And I don’t care what the whole damn school thinks, especially fucking Kyle. If he doesn’t wanna be gay, fine. I am. With a last grunt and a hard lift, the wolf let go of the handles and let the 200 pounds crash back into their resting place, huffing and puffing for air and his muscles burned.

Across the small space, Kevin jumped at the clatter, turning to look more fully at the sweaty wolf in his gym shorts. The Dalmatian’s eyes went right to the wolf’s groin, and Nick could feel his boner rubbing against his leg in the gym shorts. “You okay?” Kevin’s voice was quiet in the otherwise silent pool house.

The big wolf closed his mouth and breathed deeply, letting the burn of his muscles and the slow breathing force his brain’s spinning thoughts into line. “Yah, I’m good, should probably stop pumping iron though.”

“Well, um, that’s cool. We’re, we’re just about done here too.” Kevin looked down at his papers, trying not to stare at Nick’s bulging groin, but the wolf could see him looking out of the corner of his eye.

“So, um, thanks for doing this,” Nick tried to sound as casual as he could, despite being mostly naked, with a boner stretching out his gym shorts. “I didn’t really mean to just, drag you home cave man style. I really did need to study.” Nick swallowed. The wolf’s tongue felt swollen all of a sudden, as if he couldn’t talk. “I just had to… work off some steam, that’s all.”

“You, you said that. And you remembered most of this stuff anyways.” Kevin mumbled, his eyes looking anywhere but at Nick, but always coming back to the big black canine. The wolf took a slow breathe to scent the air. The Dalmatian was sweating almost as much as Nick was; their scent’s filling the air. Nick’s rich and musky, the scent of wolf and angry exercise, while Kevin’s practically screamed fear and lust in equal measures.

The wolf looked at the dog’s groin as he perched on the bar stool, and Nick could tell that Kevin was sporting at least a semi in those tight soccer shorts of his, which made Nick’s next decision easy.

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