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Coy has always considered himself straight. Being anything else would be disgusting, obviously. He prided himself on the fact that he can easily pull girls whenever he wanted to (which he does all the time because he's a manwhore). Which is why it was so confusing when he kept having these fantasies lately. He could barely focus on class now with all of these wet daydreams. It wasn't the occurrence of the daydreams themselves that were weird, he's always gooned in class, but instead the content of the fantasies.
Normally his fantasies consisted of topless blond girls in tiny jean skirts and big cowboy boots on trucks but instead of that he was imagining a classmate and friend of his, Cash. They weren't the absolute best of friends, more similar to acquaintances if anything. But his brain couldn't help but to think of scenarios of them getting closer physically. Coy chocked the visions up to be the perverted concoctions of his delirious brain in heat. He forgot to take his heat suppressants this morning after all.
He tried so desperately to ignore it, but he couldn't deny the lustful fire growing between his legs. His ears flattened as he surprised a whine that was rising up his throat. Coy glanced up at the clock. 7 am. School doesn't start for another little while so maybe he can go rub one out so he can focus during first period.
Coy rushed to the nearest bathroom and once there closed the door behind him. He leaned against one of the walls of the stall then unzipped his pants and hurriedly tugged his pants down enough to take his penis out. The sensation of his own hand was enough to make his tail twitch. His other hand made its way from his stomach up to tangle in his brown hair as he began to stroke his own cock. He soon found himself lost in the pleasure of it, forgetting all about the world outside this stall. He started to feel the sweet build up to orgasm, he just needed a few more seconds-
Just as he was about to bust, he heard commotion outside the bathroom. Coys hands latched to cover his mouth to prevent noise escaping, reveal where he was, and what he was just doing. Thankfully he only heard one set of footsteps enter the bathroom, but to Coy's horror it was approaching his stall!
He begged God to have whoever on the other side of the door leave. His eyes darted to the lock and he almost groaned when he noticed that he forgot to lock it. Just as he reached to lock it the door was opened.
The guy on the other side was none other than Cash. Cash stopped in his tracks and looked Coy up and down. "You uh... done pissing yet?"
Coy's hands dropped to his sides, now that the jig was up. "..."
"My bad bro. You should lock doors next time." Cash motioned to step back but was suddenly stopped by Coy grabbing his shoulder. "Uh... bro?"
Coy looked up at him, tail wagging. "Fuck me."
Cash threw his hands up in surprise at the demand. "Woah what? You mean like fuck you or do you mean something else?"
"Are you an idiot? I need you to fuck me in the ass." Coy elaborated, not backing down on his request.
Cash furrowed his eyebrows. "First of all, I'm plenty smart, I take 6 ap classes! Second, what the heck?! I'm not gay."
Coy growled and gripped the other's shoulder tighter. "I don't give a damn if you're not gay, I'm in heat and need that dick." Cash was about to speak again but stopped when Coy fully pulled his pants and boxer down. The shorter boy turned around and bent over the toilet. His tail swished aside to expose his hole dripping with slick. "If you tell anyone about this, I will kill you."
Cash bit his lip as he admired the offering in front of him, his own tail wagging in anticipation. "Alright bro, but you're doing my homework for a week."
"Fine, whatever, just put it in already." He whined, the tough facade slowly slipping. As Coy spoke Cash undid his pants and came up behind the puppy. "I don't have all day- urk!" Coy was cut off by Cash grabbing the front of his neck and pulling his head back to meet his eyes. Cash's other hand holding onto Coy's hip.
Coy's grip tightened on the lid as Cash teased his tip against Coy's ready entrance. He held in a gasp as the length slowly made its way in, one hand leaving the toilet lid to cover his mouth.
At first the thrust was at a slow but savory pace but the longer it went on for the more Cash could smell the sweet pheromones Coy was releasing. Cash loved how Coy smelled, and he especially loved the muffled noises coming out of the beta's mouth. He couldn't help himself as he increased the pace without telling Coy. Cash felt himself actually enjoying this. Coy was really enjoying this. It was becoming increasingly harder to contain his whines and whimpers as the pace increased, and he knew that soon he wouldn't be able to contain his noises. It wasn't helping that his g-spot was hit perfectly over and over.
Cash removed his hand from Coy's neck to soley focus on bringing Coy's hips back on his own pelvis. Cash then slapped Coy's ass which made Coy's head whip around. "Dude what the fuck? Don't do that, it's weird."
"As if this isn't weird already." Cash breathed out. "Ngh fuck, you're tight."
"N-no shit! I don't put things up my ass on the regular." Coy barked out in embarrassment. However, it was a lie, he's used dildos before, not that he'd ever admit it. "Just keep going."
Cash gladly complied, enthusiastically thrusting into Coys tight tunnel like there's no tomorrow. His tail wagged in circles as he got lost in that sweet, musky sauce. Cash went from his hands on Coys hips to wrapping his arms around his waist to fully savor the feeling.
Coy on the other hand was just barely holding on. He loved being fucked and hated that he loved it. Despite being with so many girls, none of those compared to what it feels like to be on the receiving end of good dick. He understands why so many girls are sluts, he'd be begging to be fucked all the time if he were a girl. Coys hand left his mouth then he began to shamelessly moan in response to each thrust. He could feel the build up again; he was going to cum.
Cash noticed this and picked up his pace more. "You like that? Do you want me to put my seed in you? Do you want my babies?" He teased.
"F-fuck you." Coy barely groaned out.
Cash smirked, knowing he could take advantage of this. He slowed down to an agonizing pace, drawing out each thrust as slow as he could. "I'll pull out know if you don't admit it."
Coy growled before putting his head down. "...I want your babies." He muttered.
"What was that?"
"I want your babies alright! Just God, please don't stop." Coy whimpered.
Cash smiled. "Good boy." He picked up pace back to normal again to Coys joy. Cash groaned after a few more thrusts. "I'm gonna cum."
"Do it inside!" Coy replied a little too quickly. "Please."
Cash nodded and kept going before letting out a particularly loud moan as he buried himself in Coy's heat. Coy's neglected penis spurted out ropes of cum onto the floor. Cash pulled out, breathing heavily, and admired his own work. Coys ears twitched as he stayed bent over the toilet. Eventually after Coy caught his breath he stood up, legs shaking. Cash's seed slowly dripped out of his gaping hole onto his discarded clothes.
Coy put a hand in his hair as he looked down at the mess. "Fuck how are we supposed to clean this up."
"You can lick it." Cash suggested while wiggling his eyebrows.
"I am not fucking doing that."