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My day really started when he pushed himself against me.

I had been scrolling through my Facebook newsfeed, not really paying it any attention. I had heard Jordan coming first, then see him from the corner of my eye. Dressed in a t-shirt and gym shorts. His favorite summer clothes I supposed. I myself was dressed in jeans and a black t-shirt. It hadn't been hot for late April though.

But then he was there, pressing against me. I looked up from my phone to meet his dark brown gaze and he kissed me. It didn't catch me off guard, but the sudden warmth of his lips always made me stand on my toes. I mean I literally stood on my toes to accommodate my short height to his taller height. He poked fun at me for being shorter, but I poked fun in return by reminding him that I was older than he was. Not by much, only a few months, but he still hated it in a playful way.

He kissed me deeply and roughly, like he always did, and I hastily stuffed my phone away. I returned his kiss with passion, but no so much enthusiasm. I was to nervous. I always got nervous around him. Not in a bad way, but in a good way. In a great way. That was just how Jordan made me feel. For a long time, especially through high school, I was the one who stayed single in my group of friends. If they were out with him or her, I was at home, playing guitar or trying to study for a test. I was the invisible kid, aside from the occasional week long relationship that didn't spark much more than a flicker of an ember in me.

But Jordan. He was more than just an ember. He was a fire. A hot fire to say the least. He could just get close to me and I would forget how to talk. I would put my arms against his well built chest and speak so quietly that only he could hear me. I would let him wrap his wide panda bear arms around me, and we would kiss. That was really when the spark turned into a flame. A flame that spread from our lips to my heart, then to my loins. He had a way of catching me off guard that I both admired and adored. It made my heart sore, and made me feel wanted. It made me feel cared for. It made me feel...

Jordan pulled away, taking his lips from mine and stopping my daydream. He kept his groin pressed to mine and I let out a soft moan, my wiry opossum/otter tail tapping the side of my car. I was nervous and excited.

"Come on," he said in a high clear voice. "Lets go."

"Okay," my voice was even and just as clear. Part of me longed to have him push his paw into my pants, but to my dismay it didn't happen. Instead he walked around the side of my car, and we both got in. Jordan tossed his backpack into the backseat, and we buckled up. I didn't really think I needed a seat bleat, but what I also didn't need was to be stopped by the campus cops and get yelled at since I wasn't even a student. So I buckled in, but leaving the parking deck, I took the entrance as my exit because the security guard was absent from his post.

It was sunny outside and I drove with the windows down. I frowned at my choice of apparel for the day, but then told myself it didn't matter. I had been given very strict instructions to come immediately to his campus, per Jordan's request, and how I looked or smelled was not a concern of his. That made me blush. All he wanted was me, in my entirety, and the fact that I might smell didn't even bother him. I hadn't stunk, and as a reward I was kissed deeply and hugged tightly.

"Take this right," he pointed.

"Again with the rights," I smiled but snapped on my turn signal.

"All the rights," he told me with a smile of his own.

"Alright alright," I was grinning now as I turned.

"I think we'll be alright," Jordan said.

I slapped the steering wheel with a paw, laughing as we drove down the street. Jordan had that easy charm sort of effect on me. He was taller than I was, with an adorable panda face and deep brown eyes. He could make me laugh at every turn though, which I had to applaud him for. Most of the time, making furs laugh was what _I _was good at. Making me laugh, on the other paw, took some skill. Coming to a stoplight we took yet another right.

"We going back to that parking lot place?" I asked.

"Mhm," Jordan nodded, his paws in his lap.

"Cool," I had my sunglasses on, and found myself longing to be in shorts and a tank top. He'd seen me naked already, but just walking around in a tank top, I sometimes tended to have an effect on furs. Not the "oh he's cute effect." I personally thought it was more of the "Oh I'd love to fuck him," effect. But of course the only fur who fucked me happened to be sitting shotgun in my car as we drove to a parking lot on the other end of his campus.

* * *

From the parking lot, Jordan and I walked paw in paw, which made me smile all the way. I'd had never held paws with any of the girl's I'd dated, but that was partially due to the fast that few of the girls I dated ever got treated as well as Jordan was now. Most of the time I'd text or a call a girl I was with every now and then, and didn't ever really drive all the way to their campus or school or job to see them. But Jordan was different. Maybe it was because he returned the love I gave him with so much love of his own.

That fact that he was so open with me really won me over. As we walked, Jordan held my paw and pointed out places at his campus. This building did this, this building did that. We ended up in the cafeteria like the other time I'd visited him, and I smelled the food as soon as we went inside. I wasn't hungry, but at the same time I was starving. I always ate a lot, not being the biggest guy, and furs never expected me to put away as much food as I did. The smells of food mixed into my nose and I licked my lips, making an "mmmm" sound as Jordan I walked. He still held my paw, and I saw that he didn't give a single flying fuck who saw us together. I squeezed his paw, my cheeks probably pink with my blushing.

He introduced me to his friends, the ones I hadn't meet, while I sat in his lap. He pulled me to him without my asking, but I was more than fine with it. We were in public sure, but nobody around seemed to care. I put my arms around him and he held my waist, nuzzling my neck. He was more than caring. He was downright adorable. His size was something I really loved. Just the right amount of fur to cuddle with. I realized now that this was the first time we had actually cuddled, even if it was in pubic. But I let him kiss my neck and I kept my arms wrapped around his neck, liking the feeling of being in his lap. It was nice.

Going though the cafeteria I was introduced to a few more of his friends, who all seemed to observe me with quiet eyes. I felt like I was being silently judged, but not in a bad way. It felt like more of a "dam this bitch is starring hard, and I feel like if a say anything I'll get fucking vaporized" judging. But I wasn't nervous. I said hello, shook a few paws, then we moved on. Back outside I put my sunglasses on and breathed a nice breath of fresh air. Summer wasn't my absolute favorite because my white fur seemed to white, but I didn't let it bother me.

We walked around and Jordan pointed out a few more places, and we would up in what he called the music hall. It was quiet and cool, and reminded me of a library. I could hear very faint music being played, and figured this was where Jordan like to spend most of his free time, if he had free time. I assumed he did, but most of the time we texted, he was working on homework or something like that. Of course we both made time for each other.

In the music hall we went up one, two, then three flights of small stars. We wound up in a hallway that was empty, and I felt my heartbeat pick up. A few wild thoughts ran through my mind. One of them included being pushed against a wall and kissed deeply while my bottom was gripped and played with. Another thought involved someone getting their manhood sucked. I swallowed, not really nervous now, but buzzing with the possible anticipation. One thing that Jordan was good at was hiding his sexual plans for me. If he intended to make them known, he would. If not, I was left guessing.

We walked past a set of what looked like personal recording booths, but inside the booths were pianos. He sat down on the bench and I starred at him. Then I sat down beside him, putting my shoulder on his shoulder.

Then he played the piano for me. It was a quiet tune, and he only played a small part of it repeatedly, trying to get the same exact rhythm down. He played once, getting a feel, and then played the same small piece again and again. I listened to the notes as he struck them, leaning against his shoulder. His fingers moved easily over the keys, but he stopped playing a few times to say "Fuck" under his breath before trying again. I stayed quiet until he paused and turned to me, pressing his lips to my cheek. I loved it when he kissed my cheek. It made my heart beat faster and my own cheeks turned from white to pink. He was just so sweet.

"Alright, lets get out of here," Jordan stood up and I mirrored his move. "I've got other stuff to show you."

"Okay," I put a paw on the door then stopped. I turned back around to look at him, and Jordan kissed me.

The feeling made my heart melt like warm butter, and my paw slipped from the door. I put my paws on his chest, and I let him push me against the small rooms wall. I felt his lips lock around mine and he put his paws around me, pulling me to him. I left my paws on his chest, feeling his lips work over mine and his stiff erection push against my groin. Oh he was so good at all he did. The way he kissed me, the way he held me and clutched me like an oversized furry toy. Even the way he held my paw.

He kissed me deeply and gripped my bottom, and I pushed my paws to his chest, moaning softly. It was so hot. The way he held me and pressed his hard length to me. A large part of me wanted to pull his shorts down now and start to suck on his manhood, but I contained myself. I had looked around for cameras when we entered the booth, but then let the idea rest.

* * *

Later in our day together, he made time for me. And by "Time" I mean time to stick one of his wide fingers in my still tight hole while I sucked on his length. Once we got into my car in the parking lot, I had my paw on his length and we were making out. I wanted him suddenly, with a passion that burned so hot I thought my clothes would fall off. But again I contained myself,

Pulling away from me, Jordan said, "We should head back to the parking deck for just a bit more privacy."

I almost flew into the drivers seat. But taking the short drive back to the parking deck I was careful, and again mindful of the police that drove around. I disliked police just a little bit, but only because I'd been awarded an speaking ticket last year for hauling some major ass to work to avoid being fired. 175 dollars a few months later cleared my head, but not my current record, of the ticket. I put those thoughts aside though as I drove back to the parking deck, this time going all the way to the top at Jordan's request.

At the top I pulled into a spot, and he and I resumed our positions in the backseat. This time I pulled his pants down with little hesitation, and looked at his length. Hard and ready, and with pre-cum running down the side.

"Pre-cum already," I said aloud with a smile.

"Yep," Jordan said. He ran a paw quickly down my back and slipped it into my pants, and I moaned, my body shuddering from the sudden touch.

I pushed his pubic hairs down with a paw and sucked on his length, running my tongue over the pre-cum that had escaped his member. The sweet taste was back in my mouth, and I sucked on him gently. He pushed a finger into my hole and I moaned on his length, loving the sudden invasion of my backdoor private area. Of course he'd had all access to my rear a few days ago when I had been bent down, ass in the air as he fucked me.

I sucked on his length for a while, but then as soon as we started it felt like it ended with that one word you never want to hear. Especially when your sucking your boyfriends dick at the top of a parking deck in the backseat of your car.

"Car," Jordan said. I froze, pulling my lips from his sweet length. I glowered but kept my head down, my paw still on him.

A few second of quiet passed, then he said "You might as well come up."

I came up, dread running through me. The cops just busted me for sucking my boy off at the top of a parking deck _I thought to myself. _After jail, moms going to kill me

But to my absolute relief the only car was a red one. A student and a man got out, and went to the trunk.

"Practicing driving," Jordan said.

"I guess," I was sitting up now, still unhappy that his length wasn't in my mouth, but I kept my frown upside down.

The other parking deck goers walked past us now, and the student looked at Jordan and I.

"That's my dorm advisor," Jordan said. "I know him personally," There was a touch of "oh shit' in his voice.

"Oh shit," I said aloud. I bit my bottom lip, then Jordan said,

"We should probably get you home."

"Good plan," I said.