High School Days Ch 27: Football Practice Scenes

Scene #2 for July, 2016 and Scene #1 for August, 2016

Artwork by the excellentrwolf whose support here on Patreon was funded by you.

Universe: High School Days

Tags: Wolf, Tiger, Bear, Bunny

2,694 words

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Nick crouched, right paw forward touching the scrimmage line, a low growl rumbling in his chest as he waited. Under his helmet, his folded back ears twitched as Leon called the play in the bellowing voice he used on the football field. Across the line scrimmage, several huskies looked back at Nick with narrowed eyes.

The black wolf tensed along with the rest of the team, shifted his weight, and at the lion's shouted command, took the ball as it was handed to him and barreled forward with a snarl of anger. The defensive linemen who opposed him circled him, all four of the Hayes brothers leaping forward as well, trying to stop the bigger wolf as he began to run the ball.

On a normal day, Nick would have used footwork dodged some of them and used his size and strength to push the others out of his way. He'd have barreled through the line of defenders like a charging bull to gain yardage, possibly even breaking free of the pack of defenders to run the ball down the field. Even when the defensive coach put all four of the Hayes brother's against Nick, he could normally make some progress.

Today, that did not happen. He was tripped up, checked, and pushed back by the other canines, who circled him like sharks. Nick snarled and growled, stumbling barely a yard past the line of scrimmage before the defenders dogpiled him. The wolf went down under the collective efforts of the four huskies, their weight driving him to his knees once again. It had been like this all practice, over and over Nick failed to make anything like progress, causing Coach Barnes to blow his whistle and scream at the teams.

This time Nick howled with fury, throwing the ball down as he stomped back to the line, his face burning. Rage that had been boiling inside him all day was spilling over, and he was so angry he could barely see. One of the huskies elbowed him in the side, digging into his ribs below the football pads as they past back to their side of the line, and he very nearly turned to bite the dog. Nick was wheeling about when a paw grabbed the grill of his helmet and jerked his head back and down sharply.

"Nick!" Coach Townson snarled. "The hell is wrong with you?" Coach's voice was a splash of cold water in the face, and Nick's eyes widened. "You flash your fangs like that again, and you are off this team. You understand me?"

The big black wolf started to snarl something back, and Coach Townson slapped him in the chest, shaking Nick's head by the helmet. "Hey! Are you listening to me Nick?" The smaller wolf got right up close, his eyes intent on the big teenager and his tone filled with scorn. "Stop. Now. Whatever he did to make you this mad, it's not worth it." Coach Townson jabbed the padded chest plate over Nick's heart to emphasis the word 'He', glaring intently at his student. "Stop it."

The big black wolf froze, his thoughts shaken by the blow and the intensity of the look the older canine was giving him. Did Coach know? Coach knew... shame flooded through Nick, and the big wolf felt his tail droop down as his shoulders sagged. "Sorry Coach," he mumbled, face burning.

"Take five on the bench, Nick. Get your head on straight and we'll run this play again." Coach Townson said in a more normal voice, careful to keep the disappointment out of his tone.

***

The two halves of Hadenview's football team reformed their lines as Nick's replacement stepped onto the field. Keith watched the other wolf as he sagged onto the bench, helmet off.

Across the line, Kyle was watching his friend as well. Keith could hear the low, rumbling growl rise out of the tiger, and his eyes burned when he looked back at Keith.

The grey wolf swallowed, bracing himself for another hard hit. He had been placed in front of Kyle at the beginning of this practice game, and over and over again the tiger just barreled into him, knocking him away as he rushed down field. Unlike most times they practiced, the tiger wasn't trying to avoid the defending linemen, he just moved, and if Keith was in the way he got plowed under by the massive tiger.

Course Keith was supposed to get in the tiger's way, but usually Nick and Kyle showed some leniency to their teammates. They didn't go full tilt and flatten the defending line during practice. Today, the tiger was like a train, unstoppable each time he pounced across the scrimmage line. And the defensive coach had put Keith in front of Kyle as punishment for being late to practice.

Worse, the wolf's teammates were effectively abandoning him. Normally during practice games like this the defensive plays called for doubling up coverage on Nick and Kyle, trying to mimic how the two massive senior players would be blocked in an actual football game. Not today, today Keith's supposed partner Tyler was holding back, keeping as far away from the 'faggot' as he could. He even went so far as to block the wrong player on some plays, leaving a hole for the tiger to come barreling through and grind Keith into the dirt.

There was nothing Keith could really do about it either. Coach Barnes was screaming at the offensive line without making any real difference, and the Hayes brothers were focused on Nick. The four huskies made up the bulk of the team's defensive line, and they often switched positions to focus on the best players on the other team. It was a strategy which would never work in professional football, but it worked for Hadenview. Except now, with Tyler intentionally screwing up plays, Keith was simply on his own against a massive tiger that seemed ready to kill.

Leon started to bellow out the play, and Keith tensed, recognizing the calls. The ball was hiked, passed into the tiger's paws, and Keith did his best to hinder him.

It didn't matter though. The much bigger tiger smashed Keith into the turf without even pausing, and carried the ball thirty yards down field before the Hayes boys stopped him.

***

Nick's football pads were tight across his chest as he stormed his way back to the locker room along with the rest of the team. Or maybe it was his chest that was tight, the wolf didn't even know anymore.

Practice had been a flat out disaster. He had played like shit. He could see that now. Kyle had played like shit, like he was trying to prove something, and ended up screwing up plays they'd run a hundred times before. The offensive line was in shambles as their two key players gave their worst performances in years.

Worse, the whole damn defensive line was out of position, as all of them wanted to avoid being next to Keith. That's what had started all this, Nick thought as he trudged alongside his angry team mates, his eyes on the ground. The team was in disarray after Keith had been outted as gay. The locker room was a hotbed of tension, every practice after their big homecoming victory had been a bad one, and the stress was starting to show.

Nick hadn't been able to regain his composure, even after Townson's attitude adjustment. The big wolf's stomach churned as he remembered the look in Coach Townson's eyes. Staring into the angry eyes of the one teacher Nick truly respect, Nick had felt even worse than he had this morning when Kyle punched him. Coach knew about him and Kyle... somehow. Nick had no idea who would have told Coach, or how much he knew, but he definitely knew that the tiger and wolf were fighting, and why.

Coach wasn't mad that Nick might be gay... he hadn't thrown Keith off the team after all. He was mad the wolf was fucking up. And Nick didn't know how to stop it.

When he got to his locker, the massive jack Russell terrier Tony was farther down the row of lockers, changing at his own locker. Nearly hidden by the dog's bulk was one of the little guys on the gymnastics team, the runt of the Hale brother's family that Nick didn't really know. Nathan maybe?

Nick tried to ignore the looks the two dogs gave him, but it was hard to avoid seeing Tony. The damn terrier was just so jacked, and he'd just pulled off his shirt.

There was a moment where Nick looked at Tony, really looked at him, and the wolf had a disorienting flush of arousal. He'd only felt that when checking out a girl, but now, the sight of Tony's thick muscled body...

On the other side of Nick, two lockers down from his own, Kyle appeared. After a brief glance, the tiger pointedly opened his locker and started to change while definitely not looking at his best friend.

That made the hot flush Nick felt turn cold, and the wolf's stomach churned. The wolf's jersey came off in a rush and was tossed into his open locker, and he jerked off his pants and knee pads with a snarl. He haphazardly pulled his uniform off, ignoring his usual methods of undressing in his frantic need to change and be away from Kyle. He started fumbling with the clasps holding his shoulder pads on, the last piece of gear or clothing he was wearing, and couldn't make the damn things work. Nick was breathing too hard, and the straps were pulled to tight. The wolf sagged down onto the changing bench in front of his locker in frustration, the swirl of the locker room around him a haze as he stared at his paws.

Kyle was standing there just a foot away, close enough to touch, just as naked a Nick was. The tiger still wasn't looking at him. Still hadn't apologized. Still hadn't spoken a word to him all day, and yet Nick couldn't take his eyes off Kyle's ass. When he turned to get something from his locker, Nick's gaze went right to the tiger's dick, and that hot flush was back. Nick wanted to say something, to do something. He wanted to smack Kyle, or maybe grab the tiger and kiss him. Everything was wrong, and Nick didn't know how to fix it.

"Hey! What the hell, I told you about looking at me queer!" Nick's head jerked up, he met Kyle's gaze, and for a second he thought the tiger had been the one shouting.

Then, someone went lumbering behind them both, pushing past them and further into their row of lockers. "You little faggot," Tyler snarled, as he bore down on his target, eliciting a yelp from the much smaller Nathan. "I told you not to look at me queer! I'm gonna grease you... hey!" Tyler pulled up short as the wall of muscle that was Tony stepped in his way. The Jack Russell terrier looked terrified of the bear, but Tony was almost entirely blocking Nathan from view. Nick caught just a glimpse of the frightened dog trying in vain to conceal the biggest boner Nick had ever seen. Thick as Nathan's wrist, the husky's schlong was down to his knees and rapidly rising as the little dog tried to hold it down. Then Tony's massive frame blocked the husky from views.

Tyler snarled as the big dog blocked him again. "Get the hell outta my way, freak." When Tony didn't back down, Tyler slapped both his paws into the terrier's chest, shoving him back an inch. "Move you fag-"

Nick's temper snapped. He tore off his pads and launched himself to his paws with a growl. The wolf grabbed the bear back by his shirt and pulled hard. Tyler was wearing just an undershirt, his dick flopping as he spun around. "You idiot, the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Nick demanded.

Tyler's snarl made the wolf's hackles rise. "He popped a boner while staring at you! At me!" Tyler's teeth were showing, his lips pulled back from his fangs as he snarled.

"You fuckhead, you think I care who looks at me?" Nick snarled back, his fangs barred like the ursine’s were as he positioned himself between Tyler and the two canines behind him. They stood toe to toe, snarling at each other.

Nick hadn't actually expected Tyler to hit him. The blow came from the right, and Nick's vision spun when Tyler's paw connected with his face. The wolf's left arm came up to block the second swing, and then Nick's right fist lashed out instinctively. Nick's punch connected with Tyler's eye, and the bear staggered backwards, tripped over Nick's discarded pads, and feel on his ass in the middle of the locker room.

Nick loomed over Tyler, chest heaving. He wanted to keep hitting the bear. He wanted to pound on him until the pain in his chest went away. It was people like Tyler who made being gay something bad, the reason Kyle didn't want Nick to touch him. Why he couldn't just be-

"Thompson!" Coach Riley's snarl ripped through the stunned silence of the locker room. "Get your ass in the shower and don't let me see you pull that shit again! Barnes! My Office, now!"

Nick looked up at Coach riley, saw Coach Thompson glaring at him over the head coach's shoulder, and then stormed off to the showers, naked and seething. The black wolf wasn't sure who he was madder at, himself or Tyler.

***

Blake was just about to head for the showers when the fight started.

He got a damn good look at Nick as the wolf came barreling out of his row of lockers, knocking Tyler flat. Blake cursed, because there was no way for him to take a picture of Nick so he'd remember this moment perfectly forever. The black wolf was standing there, tall and massive, dick hard as he stood over Tyler Barnes. The bear cringed at the wolf's feet in just an undershirt, and Blake swore he saw the bear's dick twitch as he got a good look at a real alpha.

If this had been a porno video, Tyler would have been choking on Nick's dick in less than ten seconds, forced to worship his dick before it took the bear's cherry ass. Depending on the studio making the film, Tyler would have to blow everybody in the locker room as he was plowed and planted with a real alpha male's seed.

Blake sighed as the little scene was broken up by the coaches. Nick's expression of angry dominance collapsed into shocked, puppy like embarrassment, and then he stalked off shame face. Tyler’s plaintive and desperate "but Coach!" fell on deaf ears. The older bear wasn't interested in the younger man's excuses.

When the dumb ursine tried to argue further, Coach Riley shouted, "Get your ass in my office right now, you damn idiot, or I will march your bare ass to Principle Chalmers! Understand me?"

Blake would have liked to see that, given the half boner that Tyler was now concealing with one hand, but the rabbit figured that now would probably be a good time to slip into the showers himself, when everybody were looking at the show, and not him.

As much as he really, really wanted too, Blake did not take the shower stall across from Nick where he would be able to ogle the wolf dealing with his rage boner as he showered. No, the wolf was too on edge for that. He might have just defended Nathan, god knows why, but Nick wouldn't take kindly to the school queer hitting on him.

Besides, Blake had promised Kyle he wouldn't make a move on the wolf, and he wasn't going to actively ruin that for the tiger. Not when the rumors flying around school said Kyle was doing a good job of that on his own.