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For most college was a pursuit of higher education that would hopefully pay off to get them a good paying job and ticket to fulfilling their dreams. There was a lot of pressure to succeed and make the four years worth it. But for others like Kion, it was just an experience to be had. The high status lion and son of Simba was attending the college just to do so, having no real reason for it. He was guaranteed a position in any of his family’s many businesses. All the same he was treated as a regular student and had to share his dorm with another. He agreed to this and hoped his dorm mate would be company. But when the first day of college came he found himself entering all alone, receiving a notice that his dorm mate, Ed, would be attending late and Kion could expect him sometime within the week.

For 2 more days Kion was left wondering who his roommate would be. By then he had gotten all of his things unpacked and arranged on his side of the dorm. Coming from him, the decorations and other objects were of high quality. He had just finished setting up his desk when there was a thump at the door. The moment he turned towards it, Kion nearly jumped out of his pelt when the door was kicked open, a big-booted foot being the first thing the rich lion saw.

“Uh…hey,” Kion stammered, when a towering, muscular creature walked in, needing to duck down to get into the room itself. It was a hyena, or more specifically a gnoll. He came in wearing punk garb, a dirty leather jacket that was open. Lacking a shirt showed off the hyena’s musculature and his unkempt dark fur. A thick row of abs sat beneath a pair of wide, solid pecs. Decorating those pecs were a matching set of nipple piercings, adding to his punk look. Gripping the door frame was a large hand, its claws painted in red and blue. One ear was pierced while the other had a big missing notch, both flicking about. Drool flew from their open mouth as he panted, a low growl rumbling in his chest. Dirt was all over him and his boots were tracking mud onto the floor as he entered the dorm room proper.

”Please…” Kion tried again, the word coming out like a squeak. “Be careful.”

Ed let out a snarl that sent shivers down Kion’s spine. His eyes, wild and unfocused, darted around the room, taking it all in at once. Kion didn’t say anything more, figuring that his words would mean nothing to this…beast.

Ed turned away, flinging a battered duffel bag onto the floor with a thud that shook the flimsy provided furniture on his end. He started unpacking with the chaotic fervor of a one-person demolition crew, tossing the stored clothes - some not even being clean - onto one of the chairs. And that’s how it started.

As Ed got himself settled, he “decorated” in his own way. Littering the floor were discarded food wrappers, socks, even chewed up bits of pencil. Claw marks were dug into and scored across the walls and posters. When Kion would look his way, he was met with the sight of Ed looking back, his long tongue perpetually lolling from his mouth. The hyena always knew when he was looking, meeting the lion’s gaze, even when Kion turned his head a little bit. It was so…unsettling.

The next few days and weeks were a blur of nervous tiptoeing and silent, tense cohabitation on Kion’s end. Ed lived in a permanent state of unpredictable chaos. His side of the room became a mess of dirty and grime with the aroma of the large hyena’s body. It was growing deeper as time passed. The college had amenities that students could take advantage of and Ed was spending a lot of time at the gym, coming back without washing himself. It was clear to see by how sweaty his fur was. The smell of him was taking over, becoming more intense, leaving Kion to endure it.

Communication was impossible; huffs, growls, and the occasional terrifying snarl were the limits of Ed’s vocal responses. Kion slowly started to resign himself to living in a state of perpetual anxiety when Ed was around. He felt like he was sharing a room with a wild animal: a terrifying beast barely tamed enough for college life…

It got to a point that Kion was even considering a dorm room transfer. One afternoon he arrived back from class early. He found Ed hunched over his phone, a low whine escaping his lips. The hyena was usually so aggressively silent; this was new. Cautiously, Kion approached.

”Uh, what’s wrong?” Kion asked, trying to keep his voice gentle.

Ed looked up, his expression between reluctance and despair. He held out his phone, the screen displaying a text message. Kion read it with a sinking heart. One of Ed’s family members was sick and needed money for some medicine. Tears were welling up in Ed’s eyes, but his expression remained dangerous and fierce, his body tense.

”You need help?” Kion asked, still not fully understanding.

Ed perked up and reached out to rummage through the junk ahead of him, digging for a bit until he unearthed a whiteboard and marker. He then scrawled out a message, his movements jerky and rushed but the words on the board were neat and perfectly legible: POOR FAMILY. GOT SCHOLARSHIP. BUT NO MONEY.

He pointed to the message, then back to his own messy surroundings, namely his more worn out looking clothing and ratty duffle bag. The pieces were starting to come together for Kion. “I can pay for it…” Kion offered. A flicker of something like hope flashed in Ed’s otherwise unfocused eyes. Ed’s grin, though still terrifying, seemed a bit softer somehow.

Ed wrote the words: THANK YOU. Then he grabbed the money Kion just pulled from his wallet. Having the cash in hand he got up and was out the door in a flash, leaving Kion alone to process everything that just happened, feeling a strange uneasy warmth inside of him.

“So, uh,” Kion began when he saw Ed again. Away for the weekend, he returned that Monday after class to find the room even messier and reeking of stale sweat, unwashed laundry, and a distinct odor that Kion registered as…Ed. Ed was sprawled across his bed, having a charcoal pencil in his large sharp clawed hand, pausing on the intricate drawing he was making, but he didn’t look up. His painted claws tapped against the drawing board the paper was fixed to.

”About your family… Is everything okay?” he asked.

Ed finally looked up, his gaze intense. He reached out to grab his whiteboard and scribbled something before turning it around. “All good. Don’t mention it to anyone.”

Kion swallowed, a nervous laugh escaping him. “Right, of course. Totally understand.”

He looked around the room, slowly being overtaken by Ed’s tastes. Living with Ed was…an experience in its own right. A far cry from the mundanity and order of his life back home. The young lion expected to be attending classes, hitting on girls, not going through a strange emotional back and forth with his dorm mate.

Kion got the feeling that what he did made Ed “like” him. Ed actually started to acknowledge him and communicated in his own way when a whiteboard wasn’t around. A quick shove in the hallway meant “move,” a sharp smack on the back conveyed urgency. The other day, Kion “lended” Ed some of his notes and Ed thanked him with a punch to the chest. Ed appeared playful but Kion was left reeling on his bed from the blow. Kion had been initially terrified but slowly he was starting to understand Ed…

He even started to get used to the mess that was taking up more of their dorm. Ed was a big fan of this energy drink brand sold in the vending machines and the cans were sprawled all over. Some were crushed and put together to make a collage that Ed hung up on the wall. Kion realized that Ed was talented when it came to art. His handwriting, drawing skills, and creativity were all the makings of someone brilliant. The cans weren't the only junk that Ed turned into decorations. Other things like wrappers, straws, and even rubber bands. What Kion saw as a mess was turned into something amazing by the hyena.

All the same he tried to suggest some cleaning, figuring they were on better terms. But he was met with another “playful” swat to the back, sending him to the floor. Ed then reached down and dug his fingers into Kion’s pocket, fishing out his wallet.

”Another two hundred?” Kion asked as he slowly got up.

Ed looked up, a smirk playing on his lips. He got his whiteboard and wrote. “Family Emergency. Will pay back next week.”

Indeed the rambunctious hyena had at least paid him back the last time he “borrowed” money, paying the amount in two installments. Kion didn’t mind that much now that he was getting to know Ed better.

He felt they had an unlikely friendship, or the closest thing that could be called a friendship. It was still rocky in his eyes. He, a pampered “prince,” initially horrified by Ed’s…everything. His smell, size, the things he did. But Kion grew to learn that Ed came from a very rough background and it wasn’t easy for someone like him who couldn’t talk to others. So he had to become tough to get by and apparently his own homelife was chaotic, where the women took control and didn’t stand for any nonsense.

By now it was clear to him that Ed, for all of his extreme ways, wasn’t just some random scholarship case; he was brilliant, possessing a raw, untapped potential. Kion felt there was a developing bond between them, suspecting that Ed could feel it too. Ed had started to do things: making grand gestures such as bringing back a collection of beaten up street signs with an individual letter spray painted on them. Putting the signs together spelled out “KION RULZ”

Ed asked if he liked it and when Kion nodded, the lion found himself pulled into a crushing bear hug. Yet again on the receiving end of the hyena’s amazing strength, he felt Ed’s muscles against his body, their chests touching. The sharp smell of the gnoll hyena flowed into his nose. The biting grunge of an unwashed body. Kion knew he should have been disgusted by it, but perhaps he had gotten used to Ed’s scent.

The hyena started to be nicer to Kion, at least his version of nice. His dorm and the lion he shared it with were his sanctuary. Ed’s world had always been a landscape of difficulty and frustration. Without the ability to speak, navigating the huge college was a daily challenge. Ordering the food in the cafeteria, either having to point or mime out what he was wanting. Attempting to ask help from professors was a drawn out process that involved him frantically writing out responses. Sometimes he couldn’t ask simple questions or give answers that could be scribbled out onto a pad. It was made all the harder by many staff and other students becoming impatient with him. Though he was very good at art, there were a lot of things he struggled with, not having the same background and structured background of education that others did.

But Kion was patient with him, taking the time to let him write out detailed answers and responses. Even when it was getting late, the lion stayed at his side to help him study and grasp concepts he couldn’t understand during lectures. This culminated into Ed taking a test, with Kion waiting for him, perking up when the door to the dorm opened and the hyena walked in.

”How did it go?” Kion asked. Ed smiled and gave him a thumbs up. “That’s great!” Kion acted without thinking, moving in to press himself against Ed, giving him a firm hug. “I knew you could do it.”

Ed responded by shoving Kion off, sending the lion tumbling back against the wall. He realized that maybe he crossed a line by hugging Ed like that. The huge hyena loomed over him, his body outdoing the feline’s in every way. Ed’s expression was unreadable, eyes intensely fixed on Kion.

Kion braced himself, not knowing what to expect. It certainly wasn’t Ed leaning down, his breath being hot on the lion’s cheek. Ed grabbed his shirt, bundling it in his lift and pulling up to lift Kion off his feet, made to meet the hyena’s gaze. Kion closed his eyes, expecting to be struck for what he did but what came was something else entirely.

Ed’s mouth shoved itself against the lion’s. The kiss he was forced into was intense, the hyena’s huge tongue stuffing its way into his maw and even down his throat, stretching his oral passage. Feeling his throat bulge against the hole, slimy muscle worming its way down. Kion gagged against it, his own tongue pinned down and subjected to the musky flavor of Ed’s saliva. Ed maintained control, even his kiss being wild and animalistic. Meanwhile Kion felt his own heart pounding in his chest, an unexpected excitement coursing through him.

He couldn’t deny that he did admire Ed. Not just his talents but his physique. The massive gnoll hyena had so much strength, even seen via the muscles that were bulging out from beneath his rough unkempt pelt. Kion had also gotten used to his smell, not just that but he began to admire it as well, to the point that he noticed when Ed would be coming back from the gym because his natural musk would be even stronger. Seemingly never taking a bath or shower, the hyena’s smell was intense and offensive when Kion got really close but even that wasn’t enough to make him avoid Ed.

When Ed pulled back, there was a thick string of saliva connecting their lips. He was giving the feline a big, sharp toothed smile. Like Kion, the spotted male could feel a pounding in his chest but also somewhere else. He too had grown to like Kion and decided it was time for another big gesture to express that. The gesture in question was dropping Kion to his feet. The lion ended up landing on his butt, getting him in perfect position to see Ed yanking down his pants.

Kion had seen plenty of Ed’s bare upper body, but never anything below the belt. Instead of looking away the lion was stuck in place, his eyes glued to the sight before him. Ed wasn’t wearing any underwear, revealing what he had between his thick, muscular thighs. A pair of heavy, scruffy furred balls hung low, weighed down with the amount of fluids stored in them. The sheath itself was wide too, bulging out even further out from the fat tip and inches that were snaking their way out. Coming out was an incredibly long and girthy…horsecock? Kion thought he was seeing things at first. But no…as Ed’s cock was inflating and reaching full mast…he had an equine penis. The broad tip, medial ring…and the amazing fat knot at the end? The gnoll hyena was just full of surprises.

“Ed? Are you a…hybrid?” Kion asked just as he really started to look at Ed’s groin, noticing the distinct zebra-like stripes that were centralized at his crotch and upper legs, kept completely hidden up to this point. He got a series of nods, confirming his suspicion. Looking closer at the cock proper, Kion could see that his friend’s length was also decorated with piercings, a ladder of studs going along the underside and a thick ring pierced through the urethra. Even wrapped around the hyena’s low hanging balls was a smooth band, providing a light squeeze that made the orbs look all the bigger.

As he came in closer to get a good look, Kion was hit with the gnarly smell. The entire thing was coated in sweat. From Ed’s thick, dark pubic bush to every inch of the fully engorged horsedick, it was covered in more than just sweat: grime, body odor, and other elements such as piss were all there, striking the lion’s sense of smell without mercy, hitting him with a rank stench that Kion wasn’t turned off by for some reason. Just looking at it, he could tell that Ed neglected to clean this part of himself especially.

Wincing the next time he inhaled, Kion saw the cock throb with strength. Ed reached down to grab the feline’s hand, guiding it up and placing it on his shaft, making Kion feel how firm the flesh was. It’s heat, powerful pulses, and the greasy sheen clinging to the skin. Still guiding Kion’s hand, he pulled it back then forwards, getting the feline to gently stroke him. Kion felt it moving with surprising ease, sliding over the greasy layer of grime and filth.

Kion, who was a complete virgin despite his own good looks and flirting with girls, started to get the hang of it, stroking on his own accord. He heard Ed grunt and saw the wide tip flex. Coming from it was a strong, thick shot of precum, landing on the lion’s chest. Kion flinched and gasped when he felt the hot and sticky fluid clinging to his fur, seeping down to his skin. He could smell it too…a deep earthy aroma that smelled of strength and masculinity.

His hand started at the midpoint. Going higher than that, Kion flinched again when something touched his hand. He pulled his hand away on instinct and looked at it, gawking at the sticky substance. He looked just behind the fringes of Ed’s tip to see the yellowish-white layers of smegma. All of the fluids that ever seeped into Ed’s sheath were left to fester there, forming even more of the headcheese that was now on Kion’s hand. Now that he was aware of it, Kion took notice of its distinctly offending odor, its biting, cheesy reek.

Ed stepped forwards, his massive rank cock getting closer, those fall balls swaying and bumping against the thick-muscled thighs, also covered in a sheen of sweat and grime. The tip was pressed against the feline’s nose, forcing Kion to breathe in the odor that came from it. Precum spilled out, oozing all over the rich boy’s muzzle. For some reason Kion’s first instinct was to clean it off with his tongue, giving his nose and the cocktip a swipe with the wet, textured muscle. Doing so gave him the deep flavors of both; the sticky texture of the precum and bitter, shocking flavor of the shaft’s end.

Ed reached down again, this time using his hand to grip Kion’s muzzle, squeezing on it and digging his fingers in to pry the big cat’s mouth open, just enough for him to push with his hips, forcing his fat tip inside. He didn’t stop there, pushing further, making his cock roll over the pinned down tongue.

Kion’s eyes got all the wider when he felt and tasted the tip first stuffing its way into his maw. It rolled right over his taste buds, even the piercings had their own flavor. So soon after having his throat invaded by Ed’s tongue, Kion felt something even bigger going down, forcing its way down, the only relief given being the oozes of precum that were coming more often.

Since it was pressing so hard to his palette, Kion was forced to get a taste of Ed’s cock; the many elements that made up its potent flavor. Sweat, pre, cum, piss, and other elements that all came together…aided by the amount of time without a proper wash, just building in strength until it began a rich paste that was also getting smeared over his tongue. It was so sticky, clinging even as he started to swish his tongue back and forth, just getting smeared and covering more area…

A grunt came from Ed when he felt the lion’s tongue grinding along the bottom side of his cock, cleaning away some of the filth. He made another push that stuffed his tip down into Kion’s throat. It was so hot and tight, already squeezing on him. Still pushing, Ed let out a deep groan from the pleasure. Kion’s tongue was still grinding against the inches not stuffed down into the windpipe. In time he could feel the puffs of warm breath on his crotch. He looked down with glee to see that the inexperienced lion managed to reach his base all the same, his nose and lips being firmly pressed against the knot.

Maintaining control, Ed pulled the lion back slowly, tugging his cock back out from Kion’s throat, loving how his slightly rough feline tongue would slide against his inches. He sprayed more precum all over, lubricating the passage and maw. Looking down he also observed that the saliva-wet portions of his cock were visibly cleaner, lacking some of its clinging grime.

What started out as a reluctant curiosity… Kion had the smell deeply imprinted in his nose and the taste burned onto his taste buds. It was frying his brain and tantalizing his senses. In a daze, Kion lifted his own hands, using both to stroke the rest of the length, pumping up and down, going from the medial ring to the knot while he was sucking and licking on the tip that remained past his lips. Feeling the throbs and spurts of more precum shooting into his mouth, Kion let out a moan and even swallowed.

Ed’s large hand returned, first to pet him before going behind and holding Kion’s head in place. That was done just before the first strong thrust came. Kion’s eyes bulged, another gag being forced through him. This time the whole thing was forced down his stretched throat, ending with the knot all but bashing into his lips. His eyes rolling, Kion reeled from the feeling of his windpipe being used like that. It was a bit painful but his mind was still focused on taking in more of that grizzly musk and siphoning more of the plentiful bitter flavor.

From there Ed proceeded to keep ramming his cock into Kion’s throat, gradually stretching the passage out more and more. Making use of the precum that was splashing out from his pent up balls, Ed was absolutely loving it. Kion was taking everything that was given him, moaning in response to the flavors and smells, slathering the shaft in his drool.

Of course wanting more of this, Ed was letting out steady groans as he kept jamming his dick inside, shoving it back and forth against the tight oral walls, applying more speed to the actions. His cock was being continually squeezed, milking out even more precum. Gulping it down, Kion’s throat kept itself tight on Ed’s thickness. Kion was feeling around more, using his paws to stroke Ed’s balls now that most of the cock stayed down in his throat.

The force of his thrusts kept Ed’s balls swinging and slapping against Kion’s chin, smearing more of its sweat and grime onto Kion’s fur and skin, marking him in the hyena’s grizzly scent. Ed felt that Kion was doing a good job even though it was his first time. The lion was on the receiving end of the harsh treatment, subjected to more of the harsh, bitter taste and the cloying stench of the hyena’s unwashed crotch.

Keeping the thrusts as rough as he could, the hyena’s lolling tongue was flinging drool about. He was so pent up and Kion’s throat and tongue just felt so good. Hearing Kion’s muffled moans and gags were making his heart pound harder in his chest. It was even better than he imagined it would be.

His mind so foggy and lust having such a hard grip on him, Kion was hardly aware of Ed’s thrusts getting faster. His head would have been repeatedly bashed against the wall if it weren’t for the hyena’s hand keeping itself on the back of his head. All he could focus on were the intense smells and flavors, hearing Ed’s deep snarl and feeling more pressure coming from the front and back. Ed was pushing down harder on Kion’s head while thrusting forwards with greater strength, forcing his mouth to expand all the further around the even girthier knot, having the same amount of wideness all around.

As soon as it was in, Ed’s cock swelled as a whole, the tip expanding out to form a seal as huge shots of seed were shooting out from it. Cumming hard and deep into Kion’s throat, Ed was enjoying the pleasure that overtook him while Kion was feeling every gush of the rich, searing spunk. As it flowed down into his stomach, it didn’t take long for the lion to feel full but Ed was still going, making it feel all the hotter and heavier. Throbs of Ed’s cock were so prominent that he didn’t just feel it, but he could also hear the high powered jets being released.

When Ed was done he decided to just yank his cock free, wrenching another gag from Kion as the fully flared cockhead was pulled out as well, coming out with a thick slurp and wet thump as it landed and rested on Kion’s muzzle, still dripping fluids onto the completely overwhelmed lion’s face…

It was about a week later when Ed was packing a small bag, ready for another visit home. He’d taken some more money from Kion’s wallet - this action becoming a ritual of sorts between them.

”Going home?” Kion asked, from the bed he was lying on. It was Ed’s bed instead of his own. The sheets were a bit darkened from all the sweat they soaked up and it still carried the hyena’s intense body odor. He was still trembling, his hole stretched from the fun they just had. After that first time sucking Ed’s cock, Kion had become a complete pet and slut for the huge beast.

Ed nodded and grabbed his whiteboard, scribbling onto it and turning it around. “I’ll be back soon. Remember: You’re mine now… My cock slave.” He then leaned down and pulled Kion into another sudden and rough kiss. When he was released, Kion flopped back down onto the musky bed and sweat-stained pillows. The mess of cum all over, the unrelenting smell, the occasional bruising - he accepted it all as a part of Ed’s charm. He belonged to Ed now, for better or worse, and wouldn’t have it any other way.

When Ed returned to the dorm he was in an extraordinarily good mood. It wasn’t just because of his family’s needs being met for the month again. On his way back, Ed had been approached by someone he didn’t expect to see, Balto! His childhood best friend was there. Ed asked what Balto was doing there, asking through sign language. Balto chuckled and sighed back. “I just got transferred and wanted to surprise you!”

Ed beamed and rushed in to hug the wolfdog, giving him a firm squeeze. Balto hugged him back and then started to ask the hyena about his life in this college. As they walked, Ed explained how things had been for him so far. How difficult it was to communicate and learn when he couldn’t speak to others. It felt so good to have someone that he could really communicate with. He wasn’t just referring to Balto. The hyena further explained his college roommate, the subject being his roommate Kion and how their “relationship” developed over time and how they “talk” through him writing on a white board.

”So, you have a little boyfriend?” Balto asked in a coy way, making Ed smirk and nod. “And I bet you’ve got him trained. Changed his taste?” Of course the wolfdog had done things with Ed and had developed a love of smegma because of him. The idea of Ed corrupting someone new, making them addicted to his rank scents and tastes…it was making him excited.

Ed offered to go get Kion so that they could meet and the lion found himself getting snatched up and pulled out of the dorm. Going down the hall and rounding the corner, Kion was face to face with Ed’s best friend. Balto could indeed tell that Kion was already very attached to Ed, having the hyena-zebra-gnoll’s smell all over him.

”Nice to meet you,” Balto said, reaching his hand out.

”Likewise,” Kion responded, reciprocating the handshake.

They went into the library, going into the very back. Now Ed had two that could help him study and learn. Balto and Ed continued to speak in sign language. Balto was telling Toothless about this hot skater wolf that had met and hooked up with. How he had a massive cock that was full of smegma, just like Ed’s. Speaking of which…Balto looked down under the table where Kion was.

As quietly as he could, Kion was licking all over Ed’s messy shaft, using his rough tongue to clean away the cheese that had formed while he had been away. Watching this with growing excitement, Balto took notice of something.

”Uh, Ed?” he asked and then he signed the rest. “Why does Kion have spots?” From the portions of Kion’s body that weren’t covered with his clothes, Balto could see the lion’s pelt was painted with spots similar to a hyena’s.

Instead of answering Ed just snickered and pushed the lion’s head down on his cock, making him take it all the way down to the knot. Balto shook his head, figuring it was Ed being Ed again. And it was honestly a good look for Kion. He put his focus back on studying and talking about this wolf he met, how he wanted to see him again and maybe even ask him on a date…