Bruises
#1 of Trials
Crack!
Scott heard the bone in his snout break before the pain registered in his brain. He fell to the ground as blood started to flow out of his nose. The shadow of the tiger that delivered the bone-crunching blow loomed over him and laughed as Scott yelled in pain.
"Serves you right, faggot!" the tiger yelled as he delivered a sharp kick to Scott's ribs. Scott whimpered in pain as the tiger grabbed the scruff of his neck and lifted him to a sitting position. "Hmm, I don't think you've quite learned you lesson yet, though." He said with a sneer as he reached his fist back, preparing to strike another blow.
"Terrence, what the fuck?" A deep voice yelled from behind the tiger, causing him to pause and look back.
"What? Ain't nothin' but a little faggot fox." The tiger replied to the voice. "Was eye-fuckin' me in the showers."
"I don't give a fuck. Put him down." The voice demanded. Scott was scared that the tiger wouldn't obey. He was large even for a tiger. Scott almost didn't want to think of what would intimidate him.
Surprisingly, the tiger released Scott, letting him fall to the floor with a loud grunt. He squared his shoulders in the direction of the voice.
Great. Now he gets to beat up another guy. Scott thought to himself.
"Get the fuck out." The voice said. To Scott's amazement, the tiger did so. When he left, the owner of the voice came into view. No wonder the tiger deferred to him.
"You alright?" The bear left in front of him asked, in a less firm voice.
Scott instinctively shied away from the massive form, but after a moment, nodded slightly. "I'm pretty sure he broke my nose."
The bear sighed, a heavy sound for a guy as large as him, and knelt in front of Scott, holding out a hand. "Come on. Put some clothes on, and I'll take ya to the hospital."
Scott blushed as he remembered he was only wearing a towel, having just come out of the shower. He took the bear's large, strong hand, and gasped as he was yanked to his feet.
"Name's Trey." The bear said with a slight smile.
Scott nodded. "I know." He recognized the bear now, and realized why the tiger really did back down. Trey Coleman was the best linebacker on the university's football team. He was pretty sure the tiger was on the team as well, so Scott couldn't quite figure out why Trey helped him.
Scott finished dressing and the two walked out through the dorm. He started limping once they got to the stairs, pain shooting through his ribs with every step. Trey saw this and put an arm around him to help stabilize him. They got to Trey's car without saying a word. Scott honestly didn't know what to say.
"Thanks." He finally said as he settled himself in the small sedan.
Trey just looked at him and smiled. "No problem. As much as I push other people around on the field, I don't like it when other guys push around smaller guys just for the fuck of it."
"Well," Scott replied, looking away, "he did catch me looking at him."
"Checking him out?"
"Yeah." Scott said, meekly.
Trey just chuckled. "Should be more careful next time."
Odd. Scott didn't know any jocks, even in college, that wouldn't be uncomfortable with a guy that just confessed to checking out another guy. "That doesn't bother you?"
"No, why would I have a problem with who you check out?"
Scott didn't really have an answer for that, and just shrugged his shoulders.
The rest of the drive to the hospital was silent, as well as the wait in the waiting room, aside from when Trey talked to the receptionist at their arrival. Scott was glad that he was still on his father's health insurance after the doctor informed him that his snout was, in fact, broken. They had to set the bone - causing another yelp from Scott - and wrapped the top of his snout in gauze, where the skin had split. They prescribed him a light painkiller and sent him on his way.
Scott half expected Trey to be gone when he left the room, but when he stepped into the waiting room, Trey stood up and smiled.
"All better?"
In response, Scott just lifted the filled bottle of painkillers and shook it with a goofy smile on his face. That definitely got a laugh out of Trey.
"Well, I guess in a few minutes you won't even care."
They got back to the dorms at about ten, and Trey walked him back up the stairs to the door that Scott pointed out as his own.
"Get some rest, Scott. The more sleep you get, the faster it'll heal." He said.
"I will. Thanks for everything." Scott smiled warmly back, genuinely grateful for the help from this almost complete stranger.
"Howabout you join me for lunch tomorrow? Let me see how you're healing, and maybe chat some. You free at noon?" Trey asked; Scott just nodded. "Alright. Meet me at the university center entrance then. Have a good night."
"Goodnight." Scott replied as he opened his door and started to walk in his room.
"Oh, and one more thing." Trey said, already a couple doors away. "Next time you're gonna look, glance or use your peripherals. It's much safer. That's what I do." The bear winked and walked off down the hall, leaving Scott stunned.
Is Trey gay, too? Is that why he offered so much help? Scott could barely get any sleep while his mind reeled around the night's events.
Was he hitting on me?
The next day, Scott walked toward the university center to meet Trey for lunch. He was strangely nervous. He hadn't been nervous the other day, but that was when Scott thought the bear was just a straight guy being nice to him. Now that he might be gay, Scott couldn't help but wonder if this was Trey's way of trying to date him. Of course, maybe he wasn't trying to date him, and was just being friendly again. Scott wasn't very athletic, and that's what most jocks went for, right?
The rambling in his mind was cut short when he saw the bear standing by the doorway looking at him. He was smiling. He smiled a lot around Scott it seemed.
"Heya, fox." Trey greeted him when Scott got close enough, "How's the nose?"
"Sore." Scott replied, "But it's not as bad as it was yesterday."
"Good. Let's get some food. I'm starving."
Scott nodded in agreement. He was fairly hungry himself. They walked in and each of them went to a different food line - Trey went to the Japanese place and got himself some sushi, Scott went to the sub shop and got a chicken salad sub. Scott couldn't help but admire Trey this time, now knowing that he was gay, or at least liked to look at guys in the shower. He was built like a truck, and wore a tighter shirt than he wore yesterday that outlined his muscles. Some might have called Trey a bit chubby, but his belly didn't have any give to it. Scott could tell it was solid muscle. By the time they sat down, Scott was starting to wonder what the bear would look like naked. He dismissed the thought when he felt a stirring in his groin. He didn't want to get hard in the middle of lunch.
"So," Trey started after they sat, "you thought Terrence was hot?"
Scott blushed a little and shrugged. "He's got a nice enough body. Nice package, too."
"Haha, that is fairly decent. I've seen a lot better though." Trey chuckled.
"So, are you...?"
"Gay?" Trey laughed again. "It's not a bad word, Scott. You can say it. And yes I am as a matter of fact."
"I would never have guessed. Well, aside from the looking at guys comment. Are you not out?"
"Well, I'm not 'in' per se, but I don't just run around telling everyone I like cock."
"But, the football team?"
"Some know; some don't. I don't think Terrence does, actually."
Scott chewed a bit of his sandwich as he thought about that. Trey was gay, and honestly, he was pretty hot. He wondered what Trey thought of him. There was really nothing special about him that he could think of. He was just a small fox, not quite in shape, but not fat by any means. He didn't think he'd be the type a jock would go for, but he had also never known a gay jock.
"What's on your mind, fox?" Trey said, chewing on his own food.
"Nothing. Just, well... Just thinking about things. Yesterday and today."
"Like why would a football jock help you get away from another football jock?" Scott just nodded in response. "Well, I'm not like most of them. I told you I don't like it when big guys mess with smaller ones, but I'm also not your typical football player. I like playing, sure, but I really only got into it for the scholarship. I knew I'd need it to afford going here. I'm actually an English major, with concentration in education."
Scott blinked. "Really? You want to teach?"
"Yeah." Trey smiled at him. "I'm not just a jock. I got me some smarts too." He said the last part in a mock-idiotic tone. "I mean, sure, if I get drafted I'll play professionally. Who would turn down that kind of money? But that can really only last so long, and that's if I'm good. After that, I'd be happy being a school teacher. What about you? What are you majoring in?"
"Just math, nothing special. I was thinking I might be able to teach as well. I don't really like kids, but I do like the idea of passing my knowledge on to other people." Scott was amazed that they both had the same ideas for their future.
"Nice. I'm not really huge on math. I'm not bad at it, but I just don't like it." Trey chuckled. Scott couldn't help but laugh along with him.
The two talked through their lunch and for an hour after. They found out that they did in fact have a lot in common. They both were heavy metal listeners, and both loved reading, among other things. Their conversation steered from school, to music, to books, and back to school again. Scott started to relax in front of the bear drastically. He's not such a bad guy, he thought, actually he's a pretty good guy.
After the long talk, Trey announced that he had class soon and offered to walk Scott back to his dorm. Scott didn't have any Saturday classes, and it was nice to do something outside of sitting in his room studying - or putting off studying. They chatted some more during the walk, and when they got near Scott's door, Trey stopped.
"Well, I definitely had a good time talking to ya." He said, smiling even bigger than before. "We should do it again sometime."
"Yeah, it was nice." Scott agreed.
"Can I get your number?" Trey's smile faltered a bit. Could he be nervous?
"Sure." They traded their numbers in the hallway, Scott gave Trey his and Trey texted him a smiley face.
"So I was curious." Trey said after they traded numbers. "You said that Terrence had a nice body, but what do you think of me?"
"Uh," Scott stammered, not expecting a question like this. "Well... I think you're pretty good looking. I do like big guys, and you're about as big as they come, so..."
Trey chuckled, "You're sweet. I know I can look intimidating to some people, but I'm really not that kind of guy."
"Gentle giant." Scott smiled.
"Yeah, I guess. In any case, I think you're very cute. Don't be a stranger." Trey leaned over and gave Scott a kiss on the cheek.
Scott couldn't have said anything if he wanted to. He just stood there in shock as the bear turned and walked away. Was it going to be like this every time they parted ways?
They talked on the phone later that night, and subsequent nights. Over the course of five days, they ate together three more times, and not a day went by that they didn't talk on the phone or text. Scott found that his dreams were dominated by the bear, some of them rather arousing. Even though he had no idea what the bear looked like under his clothes, it didn't stop his mind from imagining.
Scott had just awoken from one such dream during a nap when a knock on his door roused him. He shuffled to the door, still only clad in his boxers, and opened it to reveal the large bear.
"Hey, fox." Trey smiled. Scott was instantly embarrassed by how little he was wearing.
"Uh, hey. Sorry, was just napping." Scott said, failing at his attempts to cover himself.
"No worries." Trey looked Scott up and down. "I like you shirtless. Can I come in?"
"Sure." Scott moved out of the way and let him in, closing the door behind him. They both sat on the bed - the only comfortable place to sit in Scott's dorm - and Trey continued to look at him.
"Damn, fox. I have told you how hot I think you are, right?" He said, inching closer and reaching a paw to his chest. The feel of the huge paw rubbing through his fur sent a shiver down Scott's spine. Trey leaned over and kissed him, his warm tongue sending more shivers down Scott's spine as he kissed back. Their lips finally parted, and Trey looked down to notice Scott's hard cock peeking out of his boxers.
"So he likes it, huh?" The bear said, reaching a paw to the pink member. He grasped it lightly and started to stroke. Scott moaned at the attention. It had been a long time since anyone touched him like this, and now to get this attention from the bear that had filled his dreams of late made it feel even better.
The bear positioned himself off the bed and leaned down to replace the paw with his mouth. Scott arched his back at the contact, and moaned even louder as the warm tongue bathed his cock. He looked down as the bear's head bobbed up and down on his member, and saw that Trey was looking up at him. Their eyes locked as the bear's other paw explored Scott's chest and stomach. This was definitely not what Scott had expected when Trey helped him to his feet those few short days ago, but he was glad for it.
Trey lifted his head from Scott's cock, stood, and started to undress. His body was almost exactly how Scott had imagined it. His muscles stood out in his fur, and Scott watched them move as the bear took off his pants. Standing there in his boxers, Scott could see Trey's hardness pressing against the fabric. He couldn't help but stare as the bear slowly pulled them down, finally freeing his large cock. Trey was right about Terrence only being decent. It was the biggest cock Scott had seen up close, and his balls were a size to match. Scott stood from the bed and pulled his boxers down as well. He wasn't anywhere near the size of Trey, but he could tell that the bear liked it by the way his eyes were fixed, staring.
Scott knelt to return the favor. He grasped Trey's large member in his paws, and lapped his tongue at the tip before opening his mouth wider and taking it in. Trey let out a breathy moan as Scott tried to get his muzzle around his cock, but Scott soon found that he couldn't take all of it. The bear didn't seem to mind. Scott looked up to see Trey's eyes roll back as he moaned. The bear wasn't at all like most of the other guys Scott had slept with. He didn't try to shove himself into Scott's throat, and wasn't forceful at all. He just let the fox give him all the attention he could. Scott was going at it full swing when he felt the bear's paws reach down to the bottom of his jaw, and press slightly to beckon him to stand. Scott did so, looking up into Trey's eyes. They seemed softer than before.
Trey reached around Scott and pressed him close to his body. The bear felt good against him. "Do you have any lube?" He asked softly.
"Uh, y-yeah." Scott hadn't thought about this at all. "But, well, I'm not a bottom." They hadn't discussed sex much at all, and he wondered if this would put a wrench in all the blissful attention they had been giving each other.
Trey just let out a soft chuckle and let go of Scott, walking toward the bed. "Good."
Scott watched wide eyed as the bear stopped at the edge of the bed, bending over it, and presented his ass, shaking it slightly. Trey looked back behind him and winked at Scott. Oh, you lucky fox, he thought, one of the beefiest guys you've ever met and he just so happens to be a bottom.
"Come on, stud. I wanna feel you inside me." Trey said with an added shake of his ass.
Scott reached into the drawer in the nightstand next to the bed and pulled out a small bottle of lube. He walked to the waiting bear and ran one of his paws over his ass. Even that was muscular. His paw roamed around and tickled the bear's small nub of a tail, making him whimper in anticipation. Finally he poured some lube in his paw and reached down, fingering Trey's hole. Trey moaned as Scott lubed him up. Once done with the bear, Scott put some lube on his cock before putting himself in position. He pushed slowly inside of Trey, who let out a long moan, until his knot pressed against the small opening.
He started slowly, but before long, Scott was pounding away at the bear with no words of objection. Trey pushed back with every thrust, slamming his ass into Scott's full knot. It was amazing to Scott, having this hulk of a bear underneath him. Just the thought that Trey could probably control him with one finger, but instead was submitting to him just made it more exciting.
"I'm close." Scott moaned. Just then, Trey reached his arm back pushed Scott's hips forward.
"Tie with me, babe." He begged. Scott almost protested, but the thought was too good. He pushed his hips forward until, finally, his knot popped inside the bear's anus. The pressure was too much for Scott. Letting out a series of yips, Scott poured himself into the bear. Seconds later, Trey roared as he came all over Scott's bed sheets.
Panting, they both tried to shuffle onto the bed. With Scott still tied to the bear, it made the whole process awkward and difficult. When they finally did make it, Trey reached behind him and rubbed Scott's side.
"That was... Amazing." The bear said.
"Yeah." Scott couldn't help but agree. As simple as it was, it was probably the best sex he'd ever had. Something just connected between them.
"So, uh... I know this may be an odd time to ask this, and we haven't really known each other that long, but, well..." The bear finally sounded as nervous as Scott felt that first day. "Will you be my boyfriend?"
Scott wondered if the bear would ever stop shocking him. He thought about it for a moment, his mind giving him multiple reasons why he shouldn't, but none of them were really that good. So instead, he wrapped his arm around the bear as far as he could get it to go.
"Sure." He said with a smile. "I'd love to."