This is for a friend of mine on Fur Affinity, which is where a lot of my story's are, if you want to go and look me up there.
It takes place whilt Tech is at collage.
Tech E Coyote walked into the infirmary in the ACME Tech Collage. This was installed due to the sheer amount of collage-related accidents in recent times.
Tech sat down in one of the chairs and pulled out an old "Kerrang!" magazine, before flicking through the pages. He'd had a problem in the lab today when some Kermodopoline Nanothisphate got onto his chest. What it does is tenderizes the skin, making it very soft and sensitive. This isn't too serious, but can be a nuessence so many seek to get it fixed.
"Terry Edwinson?" Came the call from a doctor
Tech put the magazine down and stood up, going into the doctor's room.
"So Terry, how did this happen?" Asked the doctor.
"Well, I got the Kermodopoline Nanothisphate on my chest. Quite simple really, " Tech replied, sitting down on the doctor's expamination bench.
"I see. But how did it get to your chest with a shirt on?" Dr Wolf asked.
"It...it was very hot in the lab." Tech explained. Well, it wasn't quite the truth, but doing Martin Wilkinson the Rat in the cowboy position is quite hot.
"How did the accident happen?" Dr Wolf asked.
"Oh, the container got knocked over." Tech said. This was true, but Dr Wolf probably didn't think it happened as a result of Tech being given a deep rimjob and flinching, knocking it over.
He smiled to himself. He had so much fun in the lab.
"I see." said Dr Wolf.
"Okay, take your stuff off and lie down on the bench." He instructed.
The doctor then smiled "I can give you some privacy, but rumor has it you never normally need privacy to strip off in front of guys." He said wickedly.
Tech laughed and stood up, facing away from Dr. Wolf. "Oh wow, that rumor spread quickly." He chuckled. "My work in the strip club will just make this more fun for you. Don't act like you don't wanna see it all." He chuckled
Dr. Wolf had retreated back to the desk and had sat down, stroking his crotch and watching unashamedly "Now, now. Your not going to be doing a full striptease in my office, I'm working." He said with a smile.
Tech undid his belt and let his trousers and belt drop to the floor with a crumple. "Just say that I had a stripping disorder and I required an audience." He said with a grin. The coyote lifted his elegant, yet muscular legs out of his shoes and trousers, spinning around to face Dr. Wolf and sitting on the bed. He spread his legs almost eagle, but bent them at the knees to form a sort of open diamond shape. He rested his hands on his thighs and moaned, rubbing them softly and massaging his loins, sucking through his teeth. He kept his eyes on Dr Wolf the whole time. He then lifted his legs into the air and rubbed his bulging underwear, before dropping the legs again and returning to his loin rubbing. His legs were the wonderful mixture of muscle and elegance, thin and smooth, yet with hints of muscle power. In fact, it was incredibly hard to find an imperfection on the coyote's magnificent body. He then undid his shirt, sliding that and the labcoat off and putting them on the table next to him. He ran a paw over his well formed pecs and very springy nipples, leaning his head down to lick at one and rubbing his other paw over his defined but not flashy six-pack abs. He then lay on the bed, his soft feet sticking out as a point of interest, lying flat on the bench. They were soft and as elegant as a ballet dancer and his thighs complemented their smooth texture.
Tech smiled and reached over and picked up the labcoat, putting that back on loosely over his form. "I know your into these, so I'll put it back on for ya." He said with a chuckle, before lying flat again.
