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First the big toe made its way behind, back, and over his head. One stretch, two stretch, switch legs. Now the second big toe escalated behind, balance essential as Blurb, a short rabbit held onto the wood support poll that hung horizontally along the wall. "Keep your pelvis facing the front, Cindy your footing is all wrong, turn it exactly 32 degrees clockwise." The jaguar cub turned her foot a tad much with a responsive, "Yes ma'am."

Blurb continued his stretches, switching off to bend over in his white tights in show of his cotton tail. Hamstrings in the back of the legs pulled as arms reached quite easily and touched the digits on the ends of his floppy feet, It made a historical monument as his rear was shot up through the air with anyone watching noting the smoothed out bulge between the upper epicenter behind his legs. He didn't wear his dance belt today. It had got lost in the laundry, with some socks.

"Stand on one leg, raise the other high above your head. You may use the barre."

As the ballet class did their routines, the certain instructor looked and examined the class with careful precision. "Juily, good job. Mara, I expect better from you! Raise your leg up, up! I want to see those toes reaching the ceiling!"

"Simon didn't say." Cindy, the jaguar next to Blurb said quickly, which made him giggle.

"Is that laughing I hear?" Strict was the doe on finding the child whom attacked with giggles, this would be brought down and smothered quickly. "You! Danseur Hardcakes! Take position in front of the class, now. Show everybody how to leap if you think yourself so confident."

In the room he was the only boy. Glass panes were the front classroom and walls ornamented with white miniature designs of many ballet forms and poses engraved on along the bottom. "Yes Ma'am." He sighed and took position in front of the other three girls, who looked on and used the wall poll to do the bidding of their instructor.

"On three."

Ballet was perhaps, the most degrading thing. ...Well, okay, maybe not. It was pretty fun, and he got to move and jump a lot, testing the limited flexibility of his body. The uniform was snug and fitting, covering whole from leg to shoulder. He had opted out from a top, since he had troubles with his tucked shirt popping out sometimes. This brought on the idea of a leotard, it was much easier to practice in. It was what the others thought of him that made the treacherous thoughts of burden boil over its edge sometimes. Yet, Blurb was able to stand tall and focus on the obstacle at hand. For greater strength!

"One,"

For judgment!

"Two,"

Beware cowards! I will show you what skill! Authority of mountainous worlds, I will jump and soar over a hill!

"Three!"

Blurb crouched down and sprang his muscles high and far, lifting himself off the ground with great grace. Arms spread out at the peak of his leap, gaining a good several heads of vertical height before he made his journey back down to the floor-matt.

But somebody quickly caught his eye as he turned a head and glanced-Somebody entered the room he knew. "Jonny?!" The patron in question that had just entered the class room looked onward as Blurb fell straight down, distracted and landing on his big toe. Bone popped, ankle pivoted forward forcefully, the slipper flange off on its own and made one of the most disturbing sounds the class had heard. Blurb the little bunny going from a roll, to cradling his foot paw and screaming. "Aaaaahahahahah!"

"Oh-ho crud! Dude! Are you okay?!" Both Jonny the fox and Phatpatty the doe rushed to his aid.

Announcing several more screams, Blurb writhed and clenched his eyes tightly. "Don't touch it! Ow! Oh god my toe. It hurts! It hurts!" His paw twitched around his foot paw as his tears were soaked up by the matts.

The class concerned, flocked around the injured bunny, unsure of what to do. Given this event, Phatpatty allowed Blurb the rest of the session off, Jonny helping the poor younger lad to his one good foot.

"Can you stand? Here, let me walk for you." Blurb hobbled fragility, but with the support of his friend and still panging toe, he was able to hop along. Not under Jonny's know how did he forget the slipper that parted ways in the accident.

"Y-yeah...! Thanks...Err!" He blushed mildly, gritting teeth against one another, tears still open to dropping as he was led out of the class room. Forms of random clouds, some jetting, others puffed. The bunny looked at them. Eyes were happy to see the blues and whites, calming, spinning, slowly drifting a dozen days without notice to another dozen and a half. Outside the walking pavement was met with road, some cars stopping and pulled over allow some police cars through, the sky partly cloudy and sunny along the late afternoon winds. Up further and parked was a car that Blurb was familiar with.

"Your mom and dad said it would be okay if we picked you up from practice today so we could play. I didn't mean for you to get hurt, dude." An arm over the back of his shoulders, he hid a grunt and did his very best to keep that foot off the ground for his friend.

"H'it a'int your fault, Jonny. The teacher can be pushy sometimes anyway." He sniffled still, but kept up the pace until he reached the passenger side of the car. Upon opening it, he met Kerry who was busy reading a book. Coiled rivets of blues and yellows, some gold and brass bordered the cover as a dankly, grimy town in the center was set with a glowing sun in the background.

"Is your class over already, Blurb? I wasn't expecting you to get off for another twenty minutes." The vixen looked confused as her son helped the bunny into the back seat, followed by a blundering thump of a slipper hitting the car floor. She was hoping to get off another chapter.

"He hurt himself. Pretty bad. We need to get him some ice." Said her son getting in next to his friend, who appeared to be wincing and holding a foot paw.

Kerry saw that under the fine fabrics of those white tights, there was an obvious swell around a joint the bunny was nursing. "Oooh...How did that happen? You can tell me on the way home, we'll get you some ice darling. Everyone buckle up."

Blurb was relaxing on the couch, a bag of numbing ice on his now naked foot paw. Since the tights he wore was a two piece, he had to change out in Jonny's bedroom, wearing a pair of his shorts, underwear, and shirt-they were loose since he was by a couple years younger. "This bag is doing wonders Mrs. Hearts, thank you...ow..." He still flinched, but doing much better from earlier.

"You just relax there all you need. I can plug the TV in for you, If you'd like." Kerry suggested.

"...But Jonny won't be able to watch it with me. What if he gets those...that um...what's it called?"

"Seizure," Offered Jonny solemnly, "Yeah, I still can't watch TV. But you can, I Just don't want you bored, dude."

Blurb made an eye roll. "I'd rather have you here than having you not here, ya know? besides, I still got one good flippidy; we can play a board game or something."

Jonny smiled and looked over at his mom, then the long eared friend laying back on the couch. "I'll be right back. I'll get us some toys, we can still have fun today." Jonny merrily went up and padded off into the next room, leaving him alone with Kerry.

Jonny was looking through the board games they had. 'Pop-goes-the-weasel, and other fun microwave games,' was not his favorite. Collecting a set of action figures he picked out, the little fox trotted back with the toys atop the game, 'Scrotoe; Tea bagg'in edition!' "This'll be fun!" Jonny remarked to himself. The game was very simple, and entertaining; The objective is to reach the end with your piece, using an assortment of little plastic colored tea bags to attach, and pick up between two rotating orbs which changes the direction the character faces on the board. The red tea bags being the lightest would have little chance of swinging the direction of character facing, but the little blue and black ones were a little more heavy, causing more shifts and movement on the board.

Blurb instantly lit up when Jonny walked in. "Heeeey, you got the Tea bagg'in edition! That's so cool!"

The vixen laughed and watched as her boy began setting up the game for him and his friend. "I see you both are going to be occupied for a while. Blurb, since you're the guest, what would you like to eat hun?"

"Uhh..." he put a finger to his lip, leaning half-off the side of the couch and scooting down further to get in close to the board. "Nothing fancy Mrs. Hearts, thank you. Anything really is okay. But..."

"Oh, "but" something. Is there anything at all?"

Lie. Say you're not hungry. Lies make people feel better. Shadow and emotion, in a torrent. Creep of darkness swirled his head briefly with thoughts abhorrent. "...But I... don't want you to go through all the trouble just to fix me something, I mean..."

Jonny interrupted. "Come on, she wouldn't wanna fix you something if she didn't ask. She's my mom, dude, she won't mind fixing up a dinner. Right?" His little head turned and looked at his mother. She was still as beautiful as ever, hanging near the kitchen entrance as her tail dawdled behind her legs and in view with a smile, not judging a word. He looked, and saw with peering eyes behind her red top and light blue denim shorts. Oh giddy! He grinned and smacked his lips.

Thumbs tooled against one another uncertainly. "Celery...celery with penutbutter!" Blurb exploded upside down on the couch, leaning around and looking into her eyes. "And orange slices! And...and cauliflower!" His arm made to grab the arm rest of the couch that had been sexually assaulted on just day prior, slipping off slowly as the ice bag clung on top his toe. Those pity lose shorts were no match against friction when they stuck to the couch and nearly let Blurb out of them.

He and I were often fruit and vegetable freaks when he was over.

"Oh a healthy din din? Was there anything else you like? Anything at all?" Kerry leaned on against the wall, but Blurb just shook his head. The room was adorned with catching artifacts of mini-statuettes, fancy looking paintings that hung on wall and wall, a tick-tock clock on a shelving made for keeping and telling time with goals of never running out of precious battery life to keep going, and to keep others aware of the times. With an assuring smile, she left to make the boys a couple plates of eats.

"You really gotta work on that." Commented Jonny. He'd notice that his friend would wind up passing opportunities, or dawdle. it was irritating at times.

"On what?" Blurb fiddled and slipped all the way down with a thumb tuckered into the belt loop to keep it from flying off to where he could lay on his side and face the game, picking out his unit; The, 'Mr. Hammer' action figure.

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"You're...oh, never mind. Let's get started!" He shrugged, grabbing the shark figure.

The game when unfolded became a large 2 X 4 foot table with wheels and gears underneath it to spin the sticky player cross sections. Which were attached to the two rotating orbs in the center, known as the scrotates. The beginning end, both players put down a heroic hammer hippo, and the insatiable shark warrior.

"Go Mr. Hammer!" spouted Blurb, laying on his side to where he could reach the board and scrotates.

"Power Gills is gonna goooo!" They both made praise for the combatants to face a one-on-one challenge, duel for the end. "You want first turn?"

Blurb jumped at the chance and declared, "Yes please!" picking up a mid weight blue tea bag, and placing it on a scrotate hook. It almost made a budge, but not quite and Mr. hammer was able to advance two spaces into deep territories that were alien to the hammer wielding hippo figure. Jonny was such a good friend, making sure he was happy though all the doubtful passings put on the world that ran other people into ragged misfits of shadows themselves.

Upmost in the bringing situation, the fox cub grinned, picking up a black, heavy class tea bag, and setting it near the same one that the bunny put his. All of a sudden the orb made a rotate, it's pegs hitting the other orb, which in turn made both scrotates hit and click the gears underneath. The result is colorful cross sections spinning around. "Scrotoe!" they both yelled happily, Power Gills roaming three spaces, as both tea bags were dropped and returned to the player sides.

The game continued fiercely, combatants fighting the constant gyration. The phone rang not once, but twice during these skilled battles. Forgoing any revelation for wondering who might even be calling either times, bliss took upon both parties to tell that placing tea bags of certain color, on certain hooks to mess up the other player was far more important than any other current event.

later coming in with an order of celery stalks coated with smooth peanut butter, sunny citrus filled orange slices, and cold brittle cauliflower, upon a platter Kerry came in to see two joyful cubs. It wasn't mentioned, but she also put a side of dressing to dip the cauliflower into, which Blurb appreciated.

"Thank you, Mrs. Hearts, this looks yummy." He and Jonny took crunchy celery stalks and made morsels out of them, sureingly amusing the vixen with beaming smile.

"Mmm, yeah! These are great mom, thanks!" More bites amidst game play, several red teabags placed strategically around the scrotates, blues, and the odd black to balance it around.

"Oh, and Blurb."

Craning his neck around, he looked at the adult in mid crunch through the creamy peanut butter, crushed and grinded to make an oily nutty surface in its stalk.

"Your father called; He said that he had important meetings to go too. And that your mother would be with him."

Inwardly, Blurb felt relieved. "I get to stay here then?"

The mere notice of a nod was enough to send the rabbit into a joyous whoop. Hardly containing himself, he crawled over to Jonny on his knees and plumped into his lap with a hug. "I get to stay over! I get to stay over!" Shrill! How cool was this! He got to have a play date, and have a sleep over. The now energetic bunny snuggled up to him as Kerry watched with laughs from the sidelines of her fox kit being walloped over by a happy cub.

"Hahaha! Okay! Okay! I heard so too!" Jonny felt rushed by the sudden hug attack, and playfully wrapped an arm around him until the little bunny decided he was done, and made a crawl over back to his spot.

A book glided from her purse, off the polished pine corner table, it's face opening pages rich in content as Kerry sat down into a recliner with intentions of indulging in soothsayings, and botched old civilizations. She too, took part in looking up every now and then to see the kids yell, "Scrotoe!" Clicks and ticks, gears spun their little game around, the little world they played on with the vixen watching diligently every so often. She perked up when her son mentioned he had to use the bathroom. If not now, she might not get the chance play with her boy tonight.

Out of the living room, Into the hall, left into the bathroom. A sprinkle here, tinkle, and a wash wash for keeping clean. Jonny was ready for more gaming time. But, he wasn't expecting his mother to be right outside the door to surprise him. Click. Creeeek. The lock button undid whence the handle turned. So in turning when the fox did round the corner, met with a different kind of lock that looked at him eye to eye. "Mo-mmm?"

"Shh..." Kerry placed a finger to his lips. She crouched down to his level, and felt a leg up. Look at him. Standing still like he doesn't know what to do with himself. Cute, poor thing.

"Uhh...now...right now? But Blurb is right in the next room." Simple, quiet little voice spoken with silent strings. She was touching, and unbuttoning, gesturing with her breasts to push against him. Jonny gripped the top of her shirt with his shorts being wedged down. The stretchy fabric that gave any hint of hiding the fur behind it showed all the threads that pulled and tugged with small grasps, pulling it down and trying vainly to peek through the collar of his mothers shirt. First was the heat that escaped through the tops cavity and hitting his face, then the view of a bra being looked down at below. Obscurity with red from the light entering her shirt did it enter and make her bra a more light maroon color, though from the open end that Jonny did make out, could he see it was actually white along with all the white fur that reached up around her collar bone to the cupped dressings.

"He won't be going anywhere. And so long as we are quiet..." Kerry saw that he was struggling. He had successfully reached an arm through, but could barely make enough leverage to peel down her bra with those eager tugs, not with his elbow sticking out awkwardly like that. So, she helped him by lifting her shirt up, then pulling that bra down. Seizing such opportunity to play, she then next snatched his little paws, and forced him to grope her soft tits.

Her son didn't complain. Palm and fingers were occupied, thumbs pretty busy with the squeeze and fondles as he looked down off the side, moving a paw full of boob to view her unbuttoning herself. It dawned that his dressings were now being worn by his ankles as if greedy toes and foot paws wanted all the clothing to themselves. Funny how his fingers were pressed inside her boobs and nipples between fingers for flicking around and ogling. Moistly he chose the nipple on his right and gave it a fast licking before the index finger pressed into the now wet bulge of spongy and soft teat, careful of snickering lightly with no sound. It would always shine a brilliant glossy red when he licked it.

"This won't take long, it's called a quickie," she winked. Notoriously as that sounded, Jonny got the main idea of the gist.

Okay. So the plan was to have a quick sex with my mother, hold tight, move myself in and out just the way she likes it...Oh! and that one word, cum! She seems to enjoy that a lot. "Don't worry mother, I'll cum as quick as I can in you."

Jonny was somewhat muffled between the two boobs pressed to his muzzle, and the act of being quiet. Her paw lay rest on his head, gave him a pet, legs crossing around his back in Indian style as the boy helped himself guide his erection into her other paw. Now it was teamwork as both Jonny and Kerry put his tip close to just the fleshy heat, marriaging them both with one quick, wet slinky sound. As soon as his penis began the penetrative motion that led inside his mother, both arms and legs squeezed around her body for toes to wiggle and dance. There was so much room in there, and it took him all in! Not a moan, harking was not a thing for right now, since a particular bunny was just within hearing distance if he listened carefully to any leg shuffling that battered the white carpet with non-intentional flailings. No, so instead the fox boy took full with his mothers weightful breast, entire maw gaping as wide as he could to clamp down to his fullest to spite any courteous moans which might threaten their sexual act.

It was more or less the bit to keep quiet. His face had disappeared into yonder threshold; nipple holding when slipped up, and then reclamping into muffleness as he opened up and tried swallowing whole the breast fur. Non to surprisingly as Kerry pressed his head even further as she did all the work with sliding her thigh muscles along to feel her son going into shakes. Her thighs that then spread a bit more were about as big as his waist was, dragging feet behind his frail body every time she moved back. Those feet popped him back in every time. She almost let out a giggle when she began using his butt for leverage to push the little one back in for every opposite pull backwards. Cute little thing, letting her do all the thrusting as he simply held on with roaming paws-Oop! It popped out! Kerry giggled and took him into her paw again and aimed it, sliding her hips forward and continuing to hump the boy.

For the time that span during him muscling in his mother, he would uncover that Blurb could wait just a little while longer. His back pressed against the hardwood wall designed from the stoutest of protective oak, with no concern whatsoever he'd slip a paw up underneath the crevasses of her titties, folds so deep it would envelope his entire paw only to be squeezed harder again, usually the one that he was focused on suckling with. Doing the things the wills would want otherwise, was not slippable past notion through repeated roll hips, they were the ones holding him there. Why, if he popped out from her working privates, his anchor would be severed and the boy might be left out drifting to get it back inside there. But those rolling hips, each hump washed over as a wave in tides, drenching wet in one place that used to never be drenched so wet.

Those naughty paws of his clambering up and down her waist told her he was doing fine, and it delighted her with every touch he made to her chest. She did sigh though. Maybe if she weren't on those damn anti-lactates, her son would be squeezing all the milk from her-and at this rate, he certainly would with how hard he was muzzling her breasts! For now though, his fox hood was keeping the green underwear she wore just away off to the side for his giving's.

Kerry saw he was getting more active. Stuffing and being a horn dog she rewarded with touching sides. It was not a firm action, but light and playful. Little boy, oh he earned it from his legs atop her thighs to molestations about in the private crevasses, mother crept her paws along his ribs in perverse ways. While his face was dug into a boob and made it bulge up closer to her collar bone, her wondering thumbs had discovered again his nipples under toasty fur, groveling them over time galore while breathlessly feeling his sides, silently counting the ribs-it tickled as he took a teat and pulled it back with a tug. Of course he liked it! She held him there by the sides and humped him even more just to make his dangly legs squeeze shut around her thighs. But that did not mean she let up-Kerry tweaked a nipple and fell her paw lower to grab a paw full of butt cheek to show that she would not be out done. It then became a silent competition when Jonny thrusted in balls deep and found himself squeezing his mom's tit with both paws, enjoying the sexual high he indulged.

This would not do! Her son was holding out longer that she counted. Strikingly unyielding did Kerry wrongfully force him there and toy his penis inside and close. She especially made sure to pull him out mid thrust to circle his tip outside the mound of furry and fleshy lips, occasionally slapping it around and dunking the boy back in until she did it again to him.

Jonny wished mom was more forceful, he realized. He had a few tricks up his sleeve though! A motion of play washed him over to bring his face in closer to mothers chest, (after prying the space open of the bulbous nudey tits,) slammed, fixed in there, and then wiggled all around. Jonny was rubbing his little nose and whiskers all roughly, and pressing in with his hips hard into mom-the snug space his head went in and rubbed tightened, squishing his little cheeks in there as the motorboating restrictive spot made him work on it even harder. The giving's of his private place did not go unhindered even when he stuffed whole his head between mom's playful titties and rummaged around in there, not one bit! Come on mom, the first to squeal is disqualified!

That sneaky child! Kerry thought; So the boy thinks he can just hide his peepers in her boob heavy cleft and get away with it? Wrong! He was getting good. Maybe too good. But the mother was already five steps ahead with springing her legs away from cuddling Indian, to straight out wide and bent. Able she was now to surprise the cub in fondles of his slapping testies. Touch! Grope! Soothing feel. Molest and fuck the boy! oh baby get that sweet sugar in there where it belongs!

I wasn't really counting the thumps when my mother was playing with me that late afternoon. As strange as it was, that first thrust had curved my boyish parts from picking up at a horizontal length, to sliding in at a more diagonal angle into hot flesh the further I slipped in. I did not see much, only felt my special area inside her privates. I've tasted and kissed there, it was all wonderful, especially when my boy area got to taste there, too. Sliding in and out, those feelings again. I just closed my eyes, and bit into her breast. Although I don't think she really minded, I tried not to bite too hard, just in case. She was after all, doing all the work, the least I could do is not hurt her with my teeth. Of course I played with her nipple too, my tongue flickered all over it. Advantage, drive, my mom was fairly straight forward with me at these times, looking back I think it was to help me cope that this was all just something to be okay with, no biggie, she even let me have it easy this time. During this time I wasn't aware of what, "fucking" was, asserting both mine and my mom's privates together felt pretty good and was always wet for me. She knew it. I knew it. So there wasn't really a thing between us, and by golly if she wanted me to cum inside her and make things even wetter, then by golly I'm going to use my hips and thrust in back to give her what she wants! Oh I knew she was exploiting me sexually, there was no doubt in my mind that most mothers and sons don't do this kind of thing. You know what though? I didn't care either, so long as my privates go to enter hers, and I got to taste my mom's body, touch wherever and whenever I wanted... Incredible though, I still can't believe she attacked me in the hallway like this. I could get used to that, having sex in bed with my mother every night and holding her tail, maybe even while she's asleep. It could be funny to watch her wake up and find out that I'd leave my cum in there as a surprise, haha! How could I not!? How could I...could I hold it in...?

Jonny lost it then as he clamped down further on her breast as the boy jizzed inside his mom once more. A muffled moan, and a silent gasp from his loving caretaker bearing the muzzle that bit on her tits.

Talk about hickies. She's going to look at this one later. And...probably muse over it as a trophy, too. It was all starting to drip out, with him just sitting up there in an almost unconscious state. She loved it when he was like this! Mother's thoughts most wanted could do anything to him at this time, and he might not even object. Kerry looked down. The cum slopped all around where they were meeting, penis still enacted. So much for a quickie.

Jonny nuzzled and sunk into her body, relaxing after he was done twitching. Little legs wrapped stilly around her waist to hump more with the drizzling occurrence that dripped out to smooth the flesh touching flesh, which was now really wet and sticky. Lazed there, undies and shorts being pulled back up for him with several grunts. A pat on the butt and a smile completed the task of fortune to blooming feelings and cuddling the most nearest part of her body. Thank you, Mother.

Later...

As Jonny was returning, he heard a faint voice singing something. Strange, he had not noticed it in the hall not a minute ago. It was Blurb...but what was he singing? It almost had a sad tune to it. Creeping up along the corner, he listened to the bunny.

"Deep down in all the fears and unimaginables, cornered by all the wrong sides and deep desires, the one thing that remains is true~ The one thing that wraps up all the darkness and the deep dwellers in our past has the fated ones at rest, those cave monsters put to rest~ Dwellers so deep and I think it comes again, the lost ones drowning at last.~ For the time has come, deep down inside the dwellers of the past , the desires of the now-~"

"Dude?-"

"Waaaa!" The long eared bunny made a surprise jump, knocking the pieces off the board and hurting his toe.

"Dude?! Are you okay-"

"-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to knock them off honest! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" The rabbit began to cry, he felt like such a failure, a clumsy oaf that messes everything up.

"H-hey, wait, I'm not mad at you." Jonny sat down next to the trodden little rabbit.

"Buh I did a b-b-bad thing!" Blurb rubbed his eyes, long ears flopping down and covering his face. But more so at the thought of angering his friend. Turns of the mad board, those insane rotations, bearing the mind that any mind can snap, effectively splitting into two. No...not again! Such a failure! By the smite he had shoved the game board and ruined everything! As he began to wail his freak head off, tremble with clawing fingers at his face for what he had done.

"No! no Blurb, no, please stop. Stop-it please! I'm not mad at you!" Jonny grabbed his arms and hugged onto him body full, Kerry coming in with a lit candle.

Thrash of several turmoils on the battlefield this night made him snap his head back and forth, muzzle wide open to screaming with no honor, only seeing a flicker of fiery light as he pried opened his watery eyes.

"Mom, please help!"

Kerry was on the get go from the beginning. This had happened before. Like a flower in disguise in a trenched ice world, out of the bloom, from nowhere, did this simple color of fragile glow from the candle near the bunny did she expect a more welcoming response.

Conflict before those smells hit upon the rattled Blurb did he not notice a thing but the darkness that surrounded him. Sleeping sound it was what he was used to, gray and black walls with not a light to destroy any suspicion lurking that made him think there were those that hated the little bunny. Only vague openings of heavy lids did it show those wet shiny eyes. Tighter and tighter those restraints had tried to punish him. And for what? They were grabbing him, calling his name to fret and remind him of who he was with no hope of thinking about what he wanted or just to be left alone. Why wouldn't they just leave him alone?! Stop it! Stop grabbing me! I don't want the corner!

Then there was that smell. Those restraints turned into Jonny's arms. Light broke into, and there were no black and gray walls of trouble, but instead a room full of calm, and loving. A wizards spell relaxed heavy shoulders and wrecked body with little Blurb leaning full weight onto Jonny. The effect was immediate; The beast had calmed. "...I like raspberries." Blurb said seconds later. Melting...melting all the ice away.

"Blurb, dude..."

"I'm s-sorry, Jonny." Did Blurb sob.

"Don't be. Don't be sorry." He teared up, "Are you okay?" Kerry went and sat down next to them, the warm candle with its raspberry scent close by. As in all things he cared about, the young fox kept him in his arms.

"I...Just hurt it, a little. Jonny?" He looked at him, the world became more simpler.

"Yeah, dude?"

"I'm sleepy."

Blurb was now in bed, looking tired after today. The iniquity was dispelled by arms that cared so, and once more could he go on. His buddy was climbing atop when attention took his mind.

"I could...Uh." Jonny's eyes darted around his body; the covers were pulled up to his chin and the bunny was just looking at him in full attention, waiting for him to politely finish. "I could do something for you, that you might umm...like."

"You don't gotta. You don't have to get me anything or anything really. I-I'm just happy that you're my friend." He blushed.

Blurb simply laid there as Jonny began to hover over him. Behind the face he knew the walls took shape of the dark warm bedroom. The curtains off behind the bed didn't break in too much light, but what entered his vision most was Jonny's eased smile.

"I think you might like it," he said, remembering his first time in bed with his mother. He just needed to take it slow with him. "All you need to do is take a couple deep breaths." Those words he was told, just before having his body played with helped. Maybe It will help him, too.

"Why? I-I..." The bunny's eyes looked straight at him, searching for any evidence of deceit. Only the glimmer of a good faith showed in there, and Blurb nodded, taking a couple deep breaths as the blanket became alive with him breathing. "What are you going to do?"

"Can I...take the covers off?" Shifting and putting digits along where Blurbs were, he helped to loosen the light blue wool fabric from his fingers, slowly pulling them downwards.

It was so strange, but in a magnificent way. There was something about Jonny, his body heat close to him like this as he released the warm air that was trapped under the covers. He kept pulling them down and down, until he stopped it just above his knees. "I'm not gonna get a cold, am I?"

"No." Jonny whispered. "You're going to be just okay. But, I need you to trust me. Can you trust me?"

Blurb's stomach began to feel like a bunch of butterflies. He nodded enthusiastically. "I do trust you! I do!"

"You gotta be a little more quite!" Jonny said between his teeth, his own heart racing. He calmed a little, placing his fingers on the button of the shorts he lent. "Can I take these down, too?" Under his shadow Blurb was staring into his eyes, drilling into his own constantly. It was a lock that he could not glance away. The bunny nodded, and then the fingers worked the metal button through its loop, and the zipper pulled down.

He made a grunt not only to lift his rear up so Jonny could pull them down and make slip the tail through the button hole, but now he was showing the underwear to him. Usually he'd be making a fuss or try to hide his shame. But, now was special. There was something okay with this. There was deep permission of want. He closed his eyes and let himself draw in the body heat from his friends paw as it wondered over his sides and thighs.

"Are these my underwear?" Asked Jonny.

Paused, thought, bit lip. "I...couldn't find my dance belt."

"Dance belt?" The question echoed, looking at him, then the underwear that apparently, he lent to him.

Blurb nodded back, shaming head to the side. "I didn't wanna wear your shorts without any underwear, so I...I..."

"Can I...take these off, too?"

Blurb blinked. A little blank minded, but he nodded nonetheless, returning glance at him. "I-if you gotta..." Well developed his lean calf and hamstring muscles were though practice and discipline, yet his heart was stronger still, he simply trusted Jonny to do the right thing.

Thumbs tuckered in, and began pulling them off slow for him. He noticed that they were both breathing more, at least Blurb's was more controlled. "Just keep breathing in and out slow like that."

He obeyed. Tight straps upon his waist slipped down farther from the navel, lower belly fur puffing up before the tight whites slipped off, showing lower nude form on top the bed. The covers just above his knees made excellent warmth to complement his lower body, some of the restriction helped that, too. "I'm naked..." Blurb briefly said in a quiet manner. "Half." He then added.

"I'm gonna touch you here." Jonny slowly reached to grab the bunny's sheath, feeling him suddenly make a jolt, followed by the little boys pulse in his paw.

He also blew the etiquette code.

"Wow...!" He was somewhat breathless! Taken aback and surprised, but definitely not unwelcomed. "Your paw, it's warm." Blurb made deep breaths. In, out. In, out. "Can you keep it there, please?" He couldn't believe that came out of his mouth.

Jonny stared at the little-what red he could see at the tip-part, and fascinated over it. He didn't have any intention of leaving his friends sheath in the cold, if anything, he wanted to experiment a little with him. "Yeah," He said, finding that he was working the sheath down, little by little, reviling more red as the closer his eyes would look. And the more sounds that would come from little Blurb. It was about 'Ha-Ha' funny when he watched him wince or try to move his trapped legs around between the shorts, undies, and covers. Not to mention he was about sitting on them as well.

Blurb didn't seem to object when he put a little more pressure on his penis, watching the length grow and the sheath disappear. The urethra, the little hole he could somewhat see in the shade of the darkness invited a finger to be played with. His finger accepted the invitation, and stroked the wee hole with furred thumb. By now is mind was completely awry from his late afternoon injury.

"Ohh...Haha! mooore." As a whiny little bunny wishing for more of these intense actions, those paws of his scrunched the covers in grasps- clinging onto the bed sheets and very smoothly moving his hips at a jolty pace, giving Jonny something to hold onto.

"Hehe!" The fox boy giggled as the warm dark night reviled the tip of Blurbs penis in his paw, when he moved it down, it would jump and push all the hairs on his paw, trying to snuggle in there. When Jonny pulled back up, the bunny below him would try to kick and squirm with not much results besides pulsing his privates more and more so, amusing him even further. The fox cub, using his fingers and rubbing it saw Blurb breathing more gapely with little moans that huffed out hot air to his privates touching the fur .

Blurb was very happy. Heart pumping, between the leg, groping. Straining for a better sight he opened eyes and saw Jonny closer to him, smiling and feeling the hot huffs of air which breathed out hitting his cheeks through his constant ups and downs, and thrusting's of meager tiny frail hips. Just a little kiss...Jonny's lips were so close he could taste it! Pursed, He waited and closed eyes a little, dreaming of a small, little kiss. Just a little one. His face was just inches away, smiling and making a giggling fit while he played with him in this brand-new way. Please...maybe just one kiss?

Oh the beach. Moving stuff from the car and securing a spot along the waves washing ashore, dangerously close to some of the sand castles out at play by the others. For some reason the sandals would always, always come off and test the grains of sands that had been beaten by the long day of a hot sun. So those foot paws would always, always jump up and leave those sandals behind in brisk forgetfulness and run all the way to the waters! How hot it was! Skips splashed and bowled over to make a body fallen into the water with laughs and two pawfuls of soaked sand. Two pawfuls of rock flour to make a castle in both palms of his hand. There needed no flag nor windows, all the lump of sand needed was, a little love.

As blurb began to get more demanding, he rubbed his paws up along Jonny's sides. It was his castle, in the palm of his paws now. At the helm, that expressioned face was there to remind him to keep up the breathing. And that he was doing a good job at it to! Jonny's arm that would hold the knightly sword was both righteous and firm. From sword to shield, a beating heart came close to hammer along his when he pressed his chest to make creation the protective layer that wrapped him up, and played with those privates betwixed inquiring paws of hasten fondles. "Oh!" Blurb cried and squeezed tightly with face burring into his chest. He was his rally of warriors!

Please?!...just a little kiss.

"How you holding up, dude?"

Weak winds of the voice nudged the hairs on his ears and bounded around at the question. Blurb only looked at him, and felt his eyes cross and fall back to his head. "Gooood... Jonny..." It was all over his wiener. That paw, it touched everywhere.

"You like being touched?" Jonny whispered. Pillars. He realized; They are tall, and can grip the ground for eons of millennia's to come, joining with the mighty Earth through the ravages of time. Once fallen to create smaller pillars of its former glory would it crumble and break down for deconstruction thy etched surfaces, separated and once whole. Blurb was different; He was warm, and forever. More than a material, he was a heart, a host, boats filled with verdant flowers and drifting idly through a living river rapids towards destinations so fast that a swimming fish would have a hard time catching up to it.

Those eyes he looked into as he touch it, played and fondled, sexually exciting him this way and grabbed him. Blurb also hooked his arms around him. There it was, a difference between love, and sex. But was sex, not love? He was so confused! So utterly confused that Jonny pressed his body tightly into the little bunny. Maybe there was an answer inside him?!

That kiss did not come. Not yet. Jonny lifted off his body, both parties breathing more heavily as he took his paw away from his little penis. "Joooonyyy...~" Did the little bunny protest. "Please...I think...I think I need...I..."

Exactly why he stopped, for only this brief moment, Blurb would find out soon. He was speaking in near tongues, between the breathing of being molested by his best friend. "I'm gonna spread your legs a little bit. Okay?" Jonny began taking more of the covers off.

Respite is a short thing sometimes. Nodding, Blurb was happy to hear him say this, it meant that the game would continue. He was needed, and that need was going to be fulfilled, so long as this game kept up-

-"Oh my g...Mmmph!" Blurb almost abruptly spouted before slapping both paws over his lips! His foxy friend had suddenly dove his head right betwixed his legs and began sucking his privates!

_ He can do that?!_

Again, Jonny really blew the etiquette code.

Oh muse! It was a most pleasant surprise, for he had no idea the intoxicating results might have in bed this night. Strappered he may be, but at least this was not of pain. The armadillo lurching trying to play tag with a very fast duck incident was among the crazy highlights that sky scraped his history with Jonny, but this! This was outrageous! Far more bizarre than that armadillo incident, this definitely topped it all the moment his head slicked on his most specially place. that head, his muzzle, feeding and licking. Blurb had no containment nor vat to hold his excitement but for the pillows. As he turned and made slight screams, the pillow was of course more than happy to receive them. Every press of the muzzle, every pull from the muzzle, Jonny would do something different; swirling his tongue around the head and dunking back down made blurb chirp loudly.

Jonny too was very happy. Because there it was! The thing that was inside him! Those noises he heard, it made the beating in his chest quicken more and more so. 'Twas it the sound of love? He grabbed Blurbs legs and spread them further to make sure all his chin and maw could make wonder the licking as Jonny twisted his head, side to side.

Blurb stuffed his face with the pillow as now his knees were bent up more to his chest, and Jonny was taking full action. He wanted to say wonderful things at him, but he could not bring up the breath to say It, nor the courage. The constant assault kept escalating something within that ticked his body to dangerous levels, as much as he would squirm and close his legs, Jonny would force them back open again to rustle the taut member across his tongue in closed eyes.

It was...it was something! He took the pillow and yelped loud into it and swallowed Jonny's head with his little dangly legs. Twist and turn, what was this! His wee-wee began vibrating at a dry orgasm. Oh! He was still eating him! "Jooony..." A squeak with weak winds pushing out forth from heaving breath did he try to grab his attention; He needed to show him something badly!

It was different than sampling his mom's special place; far from it. Instead of sticking his tongue into something, It was a polar dimension of an outy, yet all together warm and same but much fleshier to where it would slip just a little past the tounge-not close to the back of his throat, the taste was not as tart, no. It was soft tissue, but hard at the same time. Freely with much anticipation he glided his mouth along Blurbs penis, and sucked on it, like he would a bulbous titty. This time he felt around his body with paws to squeeze the subtle cheeks at the rear, much to the discretion that the bunny was still saying his name. Not forfeiting the ordeal what his buddy was going through, Jonny simply did not know that Blurb was already reaching past his peak, and to that, Did not stop. So his nose was right there up against those inner thighs. It didn't matter, it seemed, that no matter where he is, Jonny's head felt very secure when pressed up in there. he really did have nice legs and thighs. What made it really fun though, was that his penis was shaking, really fast! That's funny, maybe He got Blurb really excited. He won't deny toying with it while it was doing that, like simple games from sticking his tongue out as it danced lightly against the taste buds. Spongy! He went down like a happy kit and enjoyed himself.

Until Blurb took matters into his own paws, for Actions speak louder than words. Jonny was not ready for this. He'd just been wetting the penis he'd been sucking on and gobbling up with tugs and slurps, when, Blurb had suddenly acquired great strength and pulled his face up to meet his. His kiss was not light; it was deep and passionate! Jonny shot his eyes wide open in shock as his mouth became invaded by a twisting head pressed up to snake around inside. Unlike his special place, Blurbs tongue was flexible, and reached in wherever he could. Holy cow! He was pressing his mouth even harder and twisting that body of his around to get a grip on Jonny's body. A tiny gasp came from them both when Blurb retreated for a second, then went back and kissed, tangling his legs and thrusting up into his friends belly.

Slowly soon after, he began to slow down until it had stopped. He just laid there, motionless.

It was the first time he'd ever seen the little bunny be so forward about anything. Behind that timid thing, was a force. It really surprised him, never, had he seen him do anything even remotely spontaneous, or out of the blue like that. It was...beautiful.

Jonny sighed and yawned, grabbing the covers and pulling it up over the both of them.

I was going to hit the sack soon, Jump in and warm up score bidding toes to great lengths under comments rose the blankets. And then dream away the night's slumber to where I would reckon my fate in dream land, the pictures of epiphany day in and night out all around with me in thy'st non wake. Not knowing better, I would have been saying through the sun's rays, my friend did it on purpose. He treasoned bodily health to key the freedom lock to me. I was the fault. Someone did not have to soften the blow, the night said it, with the spoken lies uncontrolled. Darn it, twenty minutes left was all to be danced, I wanted to watch. My friend, I'm sorry I perverted you.

Sniggity snack, sniggity sniggity snack. Watch your back. Shuffle, toe, squeak, step, rustle. Bad dreams make you tussle. Laugh and slink; The man was there beholding a small vile filled in metallic gray that against the rust it did clink.

"Hoo hoo-hee hee-ha ha-hu-hooo~ Behold, behold! It is in my fold!" Frisbee was excited, the first attempt failed, but this will not, unlike the anthrax note he first mailed.

"Mercury! A drop of so shall be enough to make for a bury. Indeed! Joe shall not impede!" Metallic of malice metal oozed to defy life it was meant for, lies to come, broken truths and ugly shushes. In the head screams of carnage came ill, and deviant claws filled with black crust underneath clutched tweaking vile with blood that rushes. Frisbee laughed and carried on, giddy with the magic taint he would bestow!

All was short lived, however, as something rolled right under his toe. Crazy Frisbee slipped and fell, that something rolling away as soon as he hit with a loud thud to the ground. The vile! Precious mercury meant for his art! Crash and burn, crash and burn into the gravity driven ground into pieces and spilled. Shatter! Who did this!? Get up, search, Frisbee dared the eyes to show who did this, watching like a hawk on its perch.

It was rolling away. in its victorious escape, it retreated with a flash if it's golden fame stamped along it's plastic side. With a glimpse, the desensitized caught it's name; "Thunder Penis..."

It mocked him.

Bested by a mere dildo! This is an outrage! Settling score due it's retreat, that which meddled with plans so sinister on this street. But Frisbee would not let this thing get away. Shrinking smaller into distance's mouth, Thunder Penis will have made it's last move with the blow to the south.

"Cut cut your fortune for what you humble with, but I will draw you next!" Crooked as he was then, became a bent nail stuck on destroying this plastic toy. Frisbee was quite the runner, if one saw a man in a straight jacket that was. Beneath the crock upholding no otherworldly balance and speed, inside no one's peripheral vision's might that Frisbee seemed to vanish and chase. Deadly. Accurate. Base, base, base, every step was closer to ripping off that stupid face. Jaunt-oh-mollow, The arms, the arms! These arms will be special. They are my arms! Become an instrument arm; Sack, sack! Gyack-Nyack-Ha! Destroy the thing and stomp it into the ground like a tack!

The anger tuition of formidable mind; He was there, at the very corner of all's eyes and behind! Too stir the trouble, Frisbee was right there! Right there! Open clawed and torn sleeves from the compound shown the rusty dagger that could take down a multi-trillion day care. "Strike! Gyack-Nyack-Haauu?!"

It Vibrated! It jumped! it span and dazzled into a gutter with a wet thump! Down the grates it went, shaming the villainous plots that held plans for child to scream, disappearing as fast as it came. Thunder Penis has escaped!

"No...noo...NOOOO!!"

But that wasn't all-Thunder Penis has got the skills. Villains have nothing against this champion, Its power was true! And for those criminal, justice! It would bring down all those that reckoned down the foundations of good will and prosperity, for Thunder Penis deals with scum with a quick deal of the cards, always the upper hand and heavy with iron. Thunder Penis! The hero that would sacrifice its own for the people, to safety and love, to protection and shields, to innocents and play, to discovery and truth! A hero of all that non would dare go against, Thunder penis! What was its secret identity? Where will Thunder Penis fight crime next? A hero's tale never ends until the end. Until next time, the undoubtable savior of those that are innocent and full of love with their hearts, THUUUNDER PENIS!!