"Kiba's into you, by the way"

I turned my head towards Luther, the black jackal who had slipped in the shower next to mine. I cocked an eyebrow up, keeping on scrubbing the shampoo into my long black and white mane. "Who?" The canine started soaping himself up, the water dribbling down his ripped body and sheath. "Kiba. That girly cheetah guy. Very gay." I nodded, figuring out who he was talking about. I remembered him being in a few of my classes, attending a few of my games. He was always around with friends though, so I didn't really pay much attention. I have no interest in guys anyway. Gay guys are ok with me as long as they're not obnoxious about it. "So what? He's nice, but I don't think he's gonna get a lot out of me." I replied, washing the shampoo off. As I spun around in the shower, my head black shaft smacked my thigh with a heavy, wet sound. Luth chuckled. "He also heard about your dick, from your ex." I snickered and turned the water off.

As I was drying myself away from the showering jackal, he asked "So are you going to do anything about it? Tell him to look someplace else?" I shrugged, placing a paw on a nearby bench, drying off under my balls and and between my cheeks. "No. He can look if he wants, doesn't mean I have to date him. Anyway, see ya dude." I turned heels and walked out of the shower block, wrapping my towel around my waist. I had an hour before math, and I needed to spend it either working out or doing my English assignment. Arriving in my row of lockers, I noticed that Kiba was there, stuffing his bag into a locker. "Hey." I mechanically let out, the young feline having a light shudder, smiling brightly to me. "Hey Stripes. Football?" "Hockey." I corrected him, even though I was also on the football team. I opened my locker and we both went silent for a few moments, until I felt the need to break the silence. From what Luther had told me, I felt more comfortable knowing he was talking to me, than wondering if he was staring through my towel. "I usually don't see you here. You finally went to one of your gym classes?" He blushed a little, having started to lift his tight shirt. "No, I just wanna go swim for a little." I nodded.

Kiba was sweet. He didn't look like he forced himself to be girly and cute. The tight, short clothes he wore looked good instead of misplaced and weird like on some other guys who didn't have the body or the demeanor. He was holding a normal conversation with me, without tripping on his words, hitting on me or cracking sex jokes because he was gay and me almost naked. "Hey Kiba? I heard Laurie told you something specific about me?" He tensed up a a little, and I could see uncertainty passing in his eyes. "She told you about my dick?" I spread it thicker, keeping the same amused smile, not wanting to put him on the spot too much. He blushed a little again, his round hips giving a little idle roll that made his small shorts stretch and tighten around them. "Yes?..." He admitted, his gaze slipping down to my hidden crotch by reflex. I undid the towel, casually opening it and showing off my enormous black cock, hanging down to almost knee level, despite being fully soft. "In case you were wondering if she had told you that just to make you jealous." I explained, letting his amazed eyes roam over my cock. I'm not half-proud of my junk. I know it's big.

This wasn't a confession that I was into him, or into guys in general. I just thought the cheetah was a sweet guy who had a thing for me, and that I didn't mind giving him an eyeful. Gay guys jerk off to pictures of models, and that doesn't make the models gay, after all. I let him gaze and observe to his heart's content as I idly dried off my mane. After a bit, I wrapped up again and we both went back to our business. I did slip a look at his ass when he slipped his swimsuit on. And I told myself. "Hey. If I'm ever into guys, this is the kind of boy I'm gonna go for."