“That's all for today." Tom said.

Everyone let out a collective sigh. Kevin sagged against the wall, his tongue lolling out. He almost dropped the script he was holding as he went back inside the classroom. Pulling an empty chair, he sat down, glad that it was over.

Today was really exhausting, though it certainly was worth the effort. Tom and Max had been helping him out lots of times already, and it was about time he returned the favour. They asked him to be the talent on their group assignment on creating a public service announcement. Of course, he was more than happy to help. He had no idea it would be this complicated, though.

“Whoops." He said as said Tom unexpectedly sat on him. He chuckled, apparently it took a toll not only on him. Before the smaller wolf could stand up and turn around, he moved his hands to hug his midsection, keeping him anchored. Smirking, he growled next to his ear. “Nice ass."

Tom's body shuddered. He tried to stand up, but Kevin's hands prevented him. The red wolf growled again and bit his right ear. That made Tom stop struggling. Tom froze on the spot, his body trembling. He gasped a little when Kevin tugged his tail.

Kevin smirked. “Getting excited, huh?" He moved his hand up, caressing the smaller wolf's chest while another was keeping him firm on his lap. He breathed against his ear, taking in the sweet scent. Tom smelled unique, rough yet refreshing. His hand tugged his t-shirt and went inside, feeling his fur.

Tom whined. “K-Kev…"

“Feels good, doesn't it?" Kevin said, “Just enjoy." He then bit his ear again.

His hand went lower, into the grey wolf's undies and grabbing his member.

“Having all the fun to yourself?"

Looking over Tom's shoulder, he saw Max looking at them, a heated look on his face. He licked Tom's ear, earning a gasp from the one in his lap. That made something in the shepherd's jeans visibly grow tight.

He grinned lazily. “You wanna join?"

“Absolutely."

Kevin watched as Max leant forward, taking hold of Tom's muzzle and looking at him with lust-filled eyes. The dog then closed the gap between them and kissed the smaller wolf slowly, sensually. Kevin gave Tom's member a few firm grips, making him gasp a little every time he did it.

Tom's hand gripped his side, and Kevin licked his ear. He growled against it when Tom said his name as Max let him go. “K-Kev!"

Ohh, it was nice hearing his name came out of his mouth that way.

“Kev!"

Tom writhed in his hold as Max's hand joined his own in the small undies.

“Kev!"

Something then hit his face.

He opened his eyes frantically and almost jumped from the chair. In front of him were Tom and Max, the former with a sympathetic look on his face while the latter a wide grin. He blinked a few times; that… was a dream.

Dammit.

“Looks like you hit him too hard, mate."

“That was just some papers, dude."

The red wolf closed his eyes again and sighed, pinching the base of his muzzle. Goodbye daydreaming, he'd miss it. He facepalmed as he remembered what happened before he was woken up.

Yeah, shit. He was hard.

“Kev, you okay?" Tom asked, concern in his voice. “You were growling, and your tail was wreaking havoc."

Max snickered. “Probably daydreaming about some pleasantness."

“And you fucking woke me up." He sighed and glared at them accusingly.

“I'm not even sorry about it." The shepherd crossed his arms and wagged his tail, still grinning. “Who told you to not take breakfast, anyway?"

“I didn't have time, asshole. You called me at 7!"

“I woke up at 6 and still managed to take one and get here by 7."

“Sorry for that, Kev." Tom said, then let out a small sigh and went away as Theodore called him. Probably about some technical things about the shoot before.

He just rolled his eyes at Tom, then turned to Max. “Sorry for not being Mr. Right on Time because I was fucking busy." Kevin let out another sigh and drank from his water bottle on the table.

“Right. I'm sure you were."

He glared at Max and threw him some metaphoric daggers, which only made the dog laugh. Really, he was the master of sarcasm and pick-ups but here he was, being bitten down by Max. And he didn't even want to start with Tom; that guy was on a whole different level. He had been on the receiving end of that wolf's remarks several times and they were utterly humiliating.

It was nice that Max didn't really mind him being gay anyway. Granted, their first meetings had not been… pleasant—that included Tom's—and he had been super interested in them. He hadn't been able to resist being himself and had thrown some pick-up lines. While the dog had been defensive, very defensive, the grey wolf at least didn't seem to be against the idea.

He'd had time and efforts to make peace with them, anyway. Max apparently didn't mind gays when they weren't chatting him up. Kevin still planned to do so but it wasn't high on his priority list; he'd prefer having the dog as a friend. They had similar interests and problems, and they were not really very different from each other. Besides, it was rather risky. The dog basically forgot everything about him being gay just to be near him. Kevin threw some gay jokes at him a few times before, but Max didn't buy it, or when he did, he just stared at him with his arms crossed, unimpressed.

Well, Max said it himself. He didn't really like gays, but he didn't hate the person. As long as Kevin didn't make any reference or joke about that, then he was fine.

Tom, though, while cute—kind of—and hot—and that accent, just a few words and he was hard—he was somewhat out of his league. He couldn't really imagine himself topping someone as smart as him. The grey wolf might not know this, but he seemed to almost always have control over the situation.

He huffed as he remembered that crush. It had been a while since he felt like that to someone. He got drunk and literally cried like a dumb sod at Vilkas' flat the day before he met Tom after class. Now, the crush was dissipating, but he still thought the smaller wolf as a… well… someone special… a friend, maybe. Tom wasn't angry at him, but he wouldn't blame him if the grey wolf decided to keep his distance.

At least he told him about his feelings… like a dumb, drunken sod. Admittedly, being hugged by Tom felt good, too. That night when he slept at Tom's, he was drifting to sleep when he felt an arm wrapping itself around his waist. At first he was surprised; maybe Tom was interested in him but he was simply too shy. However, he didn't really like cuddles because they were not manly, and his drunk ass decided to ask the grey wolf instead.

Tom did not reply or move. That made him feel a bit disappointed that Tom was just moving in his sleep, probably mistaken him as a bolster. The hug felt nice, though, so he submitted to his mushy side and shifted closer.

For now, he just gave up from giving another remark to the dog and instead asked. “What time is it?"

Max pulled another chair and sat down next to him. “Almost eleven." The dog took a glance at the corridor in which they were filming.

“We were filming for that long?!"

The dog shrugged. “It's not that long. You should've been there when one of the profs gave us an assignment to create a short film on Intro to Cinematography. The prof was an ass, his assignments were asses, and I didn't know Tom back then but if he's got the subject too and the teaching method the prof used is still the same, then I salute Tom for being the class captain."

Kevin followed his gaze to the corridor. Several students passed by, now they were no longer blocking the way. Tom was reviewing the results with Theodore and two other guys whose name he didn't remember. There was a girl nearby, his acting partner.

That girl was cute, but not hot. Not that he was in any position to judge anyway.

Tom went to his direction and gave him something after he took his laptop from his bag. He caught it before it fell to the floor and looked at it. It was a coffee candy.

The grey wolf tapped his shoulders twice and smiled at him, then went away.

Ahh if only that smile meant something else. He opened the candy and ate it, glad for some caffeine intake… his stomach had better not be upset after this.

Just as he was contemplating grabbing lunch, someone came and put some food on the professor's desk. “Lunch is here!"

Instantly, he grabbed the package seconds after it was put there and went back to his chair. He opened it and looked at it hungrily, earning a laugh from Max. It was just a burger, fine, but at least it was big enough to carry him to practice later today. He saw Tom looking at him with a curious look, then looked away and chuckled when he was trying to take a bite from the burger without making its contents go out.

He finished the burger in less than two minutes, then tossed the empty container to the nearest bin in the corner of the class next to the door. It went in flawlessly.

Max clapped his hand and Kevin turned his head. “Whoa."

“I didn't become the basketball ace for nothing." He gave the dog a toothy grin, leaning back on the chair.

Tom and the group then went inside the classroom, closing the door. Theodore picked his bag up and put his camera inside. Kevin watched Tom still focusing on his tablet as he walked, his tail waving lazily. Max threw something to the bin that was behind the wolf—which didn't go in—but Tom dodged it before it hit him without even batting an eye.

Whoa. He had some skills.

The grey wolf put his tablet down and looked at them. “Okay, mates, thank you very much for today, especially for Kevin for helping us. Thank you very much." He smiled at Kevin, then looked back at the group. “We've shot all the necessary scenes. I'll edit them and send it to you before sending it to the prof." He said. “We don't have any more classes today, you want to have lunch here?"

“Tom, we're going to the computer lab with Mart, remember?" Max said. “Gotta make sure poor fox doesn't pull his fur in confusion when he edits his group's video."

Tom perked up. “Oh, right! Uh, sorry, I'll be skipping lunch with you."

“That's fine, Tom." Theo threw him his burger. “Send us the finished video before you send it to the prof."

“I will. Okay then, see ya." He picked his bag and tossed Max's. Kevin stood up and took his own exercise bag; he had practice at 12.

He followed Tom and Max as they went away. Walking silently behind them, he watched their interaction. Max was, of course, more friendly and touchy-feely with Tom than with him. Kevin didn't blame the dog for that; he also didn't blame Max for keeping a distance from him. Max put his arm around Tom's shoulders and said something that made the grey wolf laugh a bit; Kevin found himself also letting out a small chuckle.

His phone buzzed with a message. One of his team members asked him where he was. He typed a quick reply and sent it. That done, he opened Instaram and ignored the comments and DM's from horny girls all over the campus. While some of the things they said were kind of hot, he was gay, so he wasn't interested. Sure, he was hot, cute, played sport, and had abs, but he was only interested in men. But then again, watching girls trying to pick him up after a match was kind of amusing. It wasn't entirely their fault, though, he was well-aware that he often posted photos of him topless.

Sometimes he just wanted to come out publicly, but he still had doubts. For now, he only came out to those he trusted not to be an arse about it. The whole basketball team already knew about it without anyone hating him, so maybe that was a good step. Some others came out to the team, so he didn't feel all alone. He was sure that Max told the football team too, though.

Another one sent him a DM. It was rather offensive, so yup, another one to bite the dust. Being suggestive is fine but offensive? Nope.

“You have practice at 12, kan, Kev?"

The red wolf looked up from his phone and looked at the two canines in front of him. He shrugged. “Yeah. Good thing we have practice indoors. Winter's still here."

“Give it a few days, maybe the rain will stop by then." Max said.

“Maybe, but the temperature's not going to go up 5 degrees in a few days."

Tom chuckled. “There's a passageway that leads to the indoor courts, right?"

“Yeah. I'm gonna take it." Kevin replied, pulling his bag tighter. Having to bring a coat is a chore. He'd prefer leaving his coat back in his dorm if he could.

They reached an intersection. Kevin waved at them as he took the left one, the one that would lead him to the basketball courts. “See ya!"

They waved back, then went back to their bickering.

Their interaction was certainly... interesting, he thought. Max touched Tom a lot more than him, which wasn't weird in his opinion, but Tom didn't touch him as much. In fact, Tom seemed to avoid touching the dog unless necessary. And that extended to him too; Tom seemed to avoid touching anyone unless necessary.

It was a trait of Tom that he noticed. Not just to him or Max, but also to the grey wolf's other friends. Martin, Lucy, James, Ellie. No exceptions.

He blamed his gay mind for this touchy observation.

And no he did not wish Tom would touch him in a sensual way. He wanted to do that to Tom, because no matter how many times he said he wasn't gay, the grey wolf still gave the impression that he was at least bi-curious. Of course anyone would notice him flustering a little whenever Kevin or Max flexed, or the staring.

But there were lots of reasons why would Tom do that. He was envious, for instance. He wanted to have muscles that big. Or he could be appreciating them and not in a sexual way. It wasn't a definite indicator that he was sexually interested in either of them.

His analytic skills were really strong when he was stalking prey, weren't they?

Kevin let out a sigh as he walked in the glass passageway between the main campus building and the indoor courts. The rain was slowly falling from the sky. They were nearing the end of winter, and he was looking forward to spring. He took a glance at the light rain, then walked away with his hands in his pockets.

He climbed down the stairs to the basketball section. There were some of his friends and juniors there, already preparing for the session. Today's session wasn't going to be much fun, he thought, seeing that nobody was really looking forward to this. They acknowledged him coming, and he gave them a quick wave.

“Heey, Kev!" someone said and put their arm around the red wolf's neck as he walked towards the changing room.

He looked beside him and found a blue husky he recognised. “Oh, 'sup."

“You look pale."

Kevin put the bag down on the bench across his locker. “Frickin' snow." He shrugged.

The husky, Vilkas, looked amused. He threw his bag towards the red wolf, earning a slightly annoyed growl. Vilkas just laughed. “You're a wolf, get used to the snow."

Vilkas was one of the those he considered to be good friends. He had many friends, but he only had a handful he felt comfortable being close to besides sex. Besides, he and Vilkas were rivals to be the basketball ace before, so it struck him when the husky didn't seem to mind much about it ever since they met and messed around.

They fucked now and then. Those didn't really bother him much, anyway. They fucked because they wanted to, no strings attached. They were just seeking pleasure and willing to give it into each other. Although consequently, it made them closer.

Besides, the blue husky was next in line to his basketball throne after he beat him to get the basketball ace title.

He ignored him instead and took his t-shirt off, changing to his exercise costume.

“Are you getting more fat?"

Kevin looked at him curiously, then at his exposed abs. “Mrf? I didn't notice." He ran his hands over them, checking for any bulge.

“Here, lemme," Vilkas leant forward and caressed his abs, slower and softer than necessary. His tail wagged a little.

Kevin leered. “If you want to touch me, you can just say, you know?"

Vilkas slapped his abs, making him cringe a little in surprise. The blue husky just laughed and took his clothes off. “I'm really concerned with you and you're giving me the 'just say' speech? I'm hurt."

“Hard not to when you're caressing my abs like you wanna lick 'em." The wolf replied while taking his jeans off, exposing his jockstrap.

The husky slapped Kevin's butt, earning a laugh. He then put his hands on his hips, showing his own muscled figure to the red wolf. “So, bad boy wanna bottom for me?"

“In your dreams." Kevin snickered and put his exercise pants on.

“Oh, come one! At least just once!"

“Nope, sorry. My ass is booked."

“By Tom?"

Kevin gave him a look. Vilkas just shrugged as he put his own exercise pants on.

“Kind of." He followed the shrug. “I mean, if he's interested, but he's not, so I'm keeping my virginity until he is."

“You're too romantic."

“Says the one who wants to find a 'true love' or something."

“Whatever, go fuck yourself." Vilkas said with a laugh, then he walked away. “I'm heading to the court. Don't fap too long."

Kevin just swayed his tail in response. He then walked towards the restrooms to wash up a bit. Talking about Tom made him hard.

And since when had Vilkas gotten that buff, anyway? Maybe he should really start to consider bottoming. Many of his one-night lovers said it felt great. He had lots of experience of giving it, but never at receiving it.

Whatever. Tom was still going to be the main target for his imagination for this session, maybe Max too.

Maybe both.

If only he could remember that daydream again.