Coincidence Draft 1, CH02 (Patreon)

Niel had his ID out before the jackal in the suit, just inside the door, asked for it. “Razeen, right?”

The jackal at the ID. “Niel Leslie.” He seemed to think. “I am sorry, have we met?”

“This might help.” Neil grabbed the jackal’s head with a hand and kissed him. The other hand made its way into the pants and stroked the already hard cock.

Someone cleared his throat and Niel twisted his head only enough to see the margay with the tilted ear looking at him and not break the kiss. “The Freshman isn’t supposed to be getting any while accomplishing his door duties,” Kuno said.

Niel pulled his wet hand from the pants and broke the kiss.

“I still do not know who you are,” Razeen said, “but I look forward to making your acquaintance.”

“I look forward to feeling that in me again,” the raccoon replied, then stepped to the margay, offering him his wet palm. “I got the ink.”

Kuno rolled his eyes and lowered his voice. “You know you aren’t supposed to be that obvious about it, right?” He lowered Niel’s hand and raised the other, taking the brush out of the bowl with the black liquid.

“Your house, your rules.” Niel licked the cum off his hand; he wasn’t letting it go to waste. “I figure everyone knows what goes in the ink, if not why.”

“Is there anything about us those two haven’t told you?” Kuno asked as he traced symbols on the inside of Niel’s wrist.

“That isn’t them. The bat wasn’t exactly secret about what he could do. And I didn’t forget any of that, when my true memories were restored.”

The margay nodded. He’d been under the influence of the bat longer, and while they hadn’t talked about that in details, Niel figured the margay had had a lot more to straighten up.

“Go in,” Kuno said, placing the brush back in the bowl.

“What, I don’t get a kiss?”

“Like you need that to get turned on.” The margay cupped Niel’s crotch and stroked the raccoon’s hard cock through the fabric. “Didn’t think so.” He grinned. “Things are more or less the same as it was for the Freshman party, or when you visited before that. If you want to make sure not to lose, or end up with someone else’s, clothes when you leave, you know where my bedroom is. If you can make it before they get pulled off you, you’re welcome to stash them there.”

“Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind.” He slapped the margay’s ass as he passed and entered the frat proper.

Four townhouses converted into one made for a lot of space, enough for more than a dozen guys to live comfortably, although, after the bat, Niel had been told they weren’t letting more than ten live here at a time. They didn’t want a repeat of Roland’s brother. It also made for large rooms where a lot of guys could party, with or without clothes on. For as sexual as the frat’s reputation was, not everything was about sex with them. Or rather, not immediately about sex, he reminded himself as he passed the poker room where the only one still fully dressed was a capybara. The six others were in various states of undress, with many of the watchers more preoccupied with pleasuring the guy next to them or using them to pleasure themselves.

“Niel,” someone shrieked, and before the raccoon could prepare himself, the monkey was on him, and they were on their back in a room with a large screen and sounds of explosions. “I am so glad you came.” Limbani had Niel’s pants undone and around his ankles.

“Not yet,” Niel replied, then moaned in appreciation as the monkey’s lips closed around his cock. He ignored whatever else was taking place in the room and placed a hand on Limbani’s head to control some of the blow job. Fuck, the monkey was good.

Under a handful of minutes, Niel tensed and grunted, thrusting in the monkey’s muzzle before unloading his balls. He sighed and opened his eyes to a few guys watching them instead of the money playing. One was stroking himself while the others hadn’t moved to it, but had noticeable tents.

“Tasty,” the monkey said, licking his lips and smiling at Niel.

“I think they could use your help,” he replied.

Limbani was on the exposed cock before anyone could react, and Niel used the distraction to grab his pants and leave the room. In short order, the monkey would have everyone there forget about the movie.

“Limbani?” a silver fox asked as Niel crossed his path. He had a beautiful Chinese accent.

“He’s busy,” Niel replied and pushed the fox against the wall.

“Limbani has charged me with keeping him from disrupting the clothes-on rooms,” the fox replied.

“Peng,” Niel said. “In this place, there is no such thing, you should know that.” Niel kissed the reply out of the naked fox before turning him around and whispering. “Only not yet to be naked rooms.” He ground his cock until it slipped between the cheeks.

“Niel,” Peng sighed as the cock slipped inside him. “I have been assigned a duty.”

“Doesn’t your god dictate you have to pleasure guys?” Niel whispered before thrusting. “And doesn’t what he wants take precedence?”

“You are,” the fox moaned in response to the raccoon’s forceful thrust. “Twisting is decree.”

“I’m pretty sure I’m not.” Niel reached around and wrapped his hand around the cock. “Now, stop talking and just moan.”

Peng obeyed, and Niel fucked him hard.

The fox came first. Painting the wall with cum, then Niel.

“I knew you had a nice ass,” Niel whispered before nipping at the fox’s neck.

“I will have to fuck you again,” Peng replied.

“Oh, you are more than welcome to it, but if you want to accomplish your duties to Olavo, the monkey’s in the movie room, have fun trying to pull him away from all the guys in there.” He pulled out of the fox. Who said something in Chinese that included Olavo’s name.

A curse, Niel thought. He picked up his pants again and continued for the stairs.

“You have beautiful fur,” a soft but deep voice said behind him in a thick Russian accent that sent a shiver down Niel’s spine. Did he have something for accents? He was definitely going to have to check that out. He turned.

The man before him was large, thick, with sandy fur and blue eyes. The fur was so long that only a little of the cock was jutting out.

“I think you were going for “you’ve got a purdy mouth,” Niel replied, licking his lips.

The pallas cat shook his head. “I not see lips until now. Fur is what I notice. Very nice.” He ran a hand through Niel’s fur. “Soft.”

Since he didn’t want the guy to feel left out, Niel ran a hand through his fur and his fingers sank in deep before touching muscle, and there were muscles there. Not as hard as his or any of the guy under Coach Horgar’s tutelage, but definite muscles. Niel pressed and the pallas cat shivered.

“Good fingers,” the cat said softly.

“I’m Niel.”

“Fedor,” the cat replied.

“I love how thick your fur is. You’re naked, you’re hard. Do you want to fuck me, or for me to fuck you?”

“Forward,” Fedor replied with a smile.

“This is Sigma Theta Gamma. You wouldn’t be here if you weren’t interested in having sex.”

Fedor nodded. “Sad I miss Freshman party. I don’t miss this one.”

Niel looked him over. “I’m glad you’re here. So how about it?”

“I will fuck you,” the pallas cat said. “You are just done with fox. You need time to get ready again.”

“Look down,” Niel said. “I’m good to go.”

“I fuck you anyway,” Fedor replied, unbothered. “You can fuck me after.”

Niel tried the closest door, and it opened to a sitting room with guys lying around on the floor and couches. He pulled the cat in and found a space on the floor large enough to accommodate them. Niel went on his back and wrapped his legs around the pallas cat’s hips, chuckling when they sunk into the fur until they almost vanished.

“I will be gentle.”

Niel rolled his eyes. “I’m not a virgin; fuck me as hard as you feel you need to. If it’s too much for me, I’ll let you know.”

Fedor smiled, positioned himself, and pushed into the raccoon, pulling out almost as soon as he bottomed out and was back in. In no time the cat was fucking Niel hard enough they were pushed against another couple, the collie on his back and bouncing up and down on his crotch.

* * * * *

The pallas cat gave way to a bear, then Niel fucked his team’s quarterback. Then he was fucking Fedor again, then Limbani, while Olavo fucked him. Later, he found the capybara and sucked him off, making sure to tell him it was from Roland, which amused Olavo. There was an attempt at eating food, but he ended up eating out a squirrel instead, then being fed cum from three guys who were in a contest as to who could outlast the others.

There was the set of twins, Siamese cats, who got off as much on watching him fuck the other as they did fucking one another. There was the elephant, so hung he might compete with Chima, at least in his memory. Niel hadn’t had a chance to see the hyena since the time they had both been under the bat’s influence.

He joined the conga line of guys as they fucked guys bent over a series of couches, and he figured he might be the only one to finish the entire line. Then there were the bedrooms with guys half-sleeping but not one of whom protested as Niel fucked one, then the other.

* * * * *

Niel stepped into the kitchen and eight guys looked at him, surprised.

“You guys left me anything, or do I have to suck breakfast out of you?” Niel asked, looking over the remnant of dishes on the table.

“You are still awake?” Olavo asked.

“Did you sleep at some point?” Kuno followed with.

The two of them looked at Neil in concern, while the seven others seemed more amused.

“I don’t think so.” He tapped his wrist. “You guys made sure I’d keep up.” He found a plate with meat that had cooled do almost cold, but he was too hungry to care. He shoved some in his mouth over Gagan’s protests. Then the elephant looked at him as he was an idiot as Niel lunged for a glass of milk and downed that.

“I tried to warn you it might be too spicy for you,” Gagan said.

“That stopped working for most a few hours in the night,” Olavo said.

Niel shrugged. “Fedor is still going at it. He was fucking Limbani as I came here.”

“Who?” the capybara asked.

“Pallas cat,” a stoat answered, “He’s doing a Masters in one of the Ecom categories. I’d have thought you’d know him, Ol.”

“I finished my masters in macroeconomics last year. Although there was no pallas cat in then either.”

“He transferred in this year.”

“You aren’t in Ecom, Tayang,” Peng pointed out. “How do you know so much about him?”

“Pottery,” the stoat replied and only smiled as the others tried to get more out of him.

“Niel,” Kuno whispered. “Are you sure you’re okay? You aren’t tired or sore or…”

The raccoon laughed. “Of course I’m sore. This is my birthday celebration. If I hadn’t ended up sore, Roland would have Thomas teleport him here and make sure I was. Come on guys, I am fine.”

“Niel Leslie,” Olavo said, tone serious. “You know why we’re concerned.”

Niel rolled his eyes, but before he responded, the rabbit exclaimed. “You aren’t a Luther?”

“Niel Leslie.” The raccoon offered his hand. “I guess names didn’t come up while you were fucking me.

“Erwin Noble.” They shook hands. “So you’re a friend of the Society? I mean these two a tad free with what they’re saying around you for anything else.”

“You didn’t tell them?” Niel asked.

“That is not exactly something we talk about,” Olavo said.

“Wait,” a bison said. “Is that about what happened here two years ago? My dad said the Lewistons tried to take over the city.”

“No, they didn’t,” Kuno replied.

“They had a Stroker living here,” the rabbit said and was stared at.

“Look,” Niel said, since he had no interest in watching drama. “There was a thing. Mind control was involved, after a fashion. I was one of those who got pulled in. My mind was fixed, but I still remember everything, especially the sex. I would have been pissed if I’d forgotten the sex I’ve had here in that time. If that makes me a friend of the Society, cool. If it doesn’t, I’m still in the know considering my best friend is part of your now.”

“The teleporter!” the bison, Bart, Niel finally remembered, exclaimed. “There’s been rumors some family had one, and that they broke away.”

Olavo groaned and rubbed his face.

“Yeah,” Niel said. “His brother’s my best fuck buddy in the world.”

Olavo glared at Niel. “This is not something that is to be discussed.”

The raccoon shrugged. “Okay, I won’t talk about it anymore.”

“No, now that the damage is done,” Kuno said. “You won’t talk about it, leaving us with explaining things.”

“If you’re lucky, maybe I start breathing fire because of you guys,” Niel grinned. “Maybe I’ll find out I’m able to stop time, then you’re going to have fun trying to keep me from running off. I won’t,” he said at the scared expression on Olavo’s face. “Come on. If something like that happens, I’ll come see you guys. Not that it can, since there aren’t thirteen of you here.” Niel looked at them with butterflies starting to fly in his stomach. “Right?”

Kuno shook his head. “Ten in the frat, there’s a representative from the Ogdens in the city, but if one of them had even come close to the university, I’d have been informed.”

“I don’t think the frat will ever shake off the reputation of things happening here,” Olavo said.

“Did more stuff happen here?” Niel asked.

The capybara shook his head. “But once is all it takes.”