Carrot Cake
Gideon Grey has long since left behind his bullying ways, and now enjoys a very fruitful partnership with the Hopps family. <3
This story contains bisexual sex acts involving consenting adults. Also, characters from Zootopia!
Carrot Cake
Gideon's toe-claws dug into the earth beneath his feet, a deep and desperate moan slipping through the plump fox's lips as his hands shakily ran up and down the ears of the rabbit kneeling before him. His eyes rolled back happily as the bunny sucking his cock somehow found a way to get even more of his length within his muzzle, while his delicate hands rubbed and squeezed ever so tenderly at the fox's swelling knot. At the same time as that bunny's happy gurgles vibrated pleasantly around his cock, further muffled moans reached Gideon's ears; born of the figure kneeling behind him, face gleefully stuffed between the cheeks of the fox's rump and her tongue wiggling around and within the tight, clean pucker of his asshole.
"Ah... ah keep tellin y'all, you don't... ohhh... don't gotta do all this for me. The carrot cakes are a gift. A lil' extra somethin extra for being so good to me in our business dealins. For takin' care of mah bookkeepin an' all that stuff I'm just no good at."
Lifting his head off Gideon's cock, gasping and clearing his thoat eve as his tongue teased around his lips, hoping for a lingering taste of the fox's pre-cum, Stu smiled up at the vulpine over the bare curve of his rounded belly.
"And we keep telling you, this business is profitable for both of us already. It's only good manners that we repay your kindness somehow, and this sure beasts just handing you a bunch of ingredients you already have in your store anyway. Isn't that right, Bon?"
Gideon shivered, blushing as he felt the tongue teasing his back passage withdraw and a louder, ore feminine moan rang out as the female rabbit pulled back from his rear to give her answer. As a rule Gideon didn't tend to enjoy the company of women in this more intimate respect, but though he was too much of a gentleman to question exactly how this had come to be true, Mrs Hopps was better at eating ass than any other man the fox had ever known regardless of species or persuasion in the bedroom.
"Stu is right, Gideon dear. Besides, don't pretend you don't like watching my man go to town on you. I've felt your ass clench far too many times as you cover his face or fill his backside. And if you didn't want us to repay you so... insistently, why do you keep bringing us these carrot cakes? They're... they're divine, and such kind generosity demands reciprocation, or we'd be bad friends, never mind business partners."
Before the fox could respond, not that he would have known how to do so, both bunnies returned to the task at hand with rapt and eager devotion. Bonnie's hands spread Gideon's cheeks apart to admire his ass before she began to lick, nuzzle and tongue it once more, and as her moans started to vibrate through the vulpine male all over again her husband's maw opened wide, lips pursing to cover his large front teeth, and engulfed the fox's thick erection with a deep, giddy gurgle.
If he was honest with himself, Gideon knew that the Hopps' desire to be with him had little to do with repaying his kindnesses, especially since they had been and continued to be equally as generous to him in other ways before they had developed this particular relationship. It was highly likely, almost an absolute certainty in fact, that they would have found another excuse to embark upon the intimate acts that had led to this point even if he had stopped bringing them carrot cakes and other sweet treats. The true reason after all, or at least this was the fox's suspicion, had far more to do with the Hopps' most famous daughter, Judy, and what she had shown her parents was possible if only you dared to break the mould.
If not for her pushing, the bunnies had already admitted that they never would have approached Gideon with a business offer to help expand his bakery. And alongside that confession, given as the two rabbits cuddled up in the strong, safe embrace of the fox in the wake of one early bout of shared intimacy, they had told Gideon lots more too. How they did not regret finding and courting one another, but how they rued settling before exploring the many other options that might have been available to their younger selves. How Stu had broken up with his high school boyfriend to fit in with his parents expectations of at least a thousand grandchildren before they passed, and how Bonnie had accepted Stu's offer of a date because dating a bunny was so much more simple than her teenage fantasies of going to college in the big city and spending her nights exploring what men and women of all different sizes and species could do to her then younger, and apparently even more formidable bunny libido.
Gideon was the two rabbits' chance to experience a little of the lives they had never dared to try and achieve for themselves, however belatedly. And much as he told them that it wasn't necessary, maintaining the illusion that this was a favour they were doing him, he did so only to ensure that this was what the bunnies wanted. That at no point would they find themselves feeling obligated to tend to the fox's potent sexual appetites, even when they might have preferred one another's company alone. The last thing he wanted was to appear overly forward or expectant, lest he return to his childhood habits of intimidation and bullying in a whole new guise. Though of course, the truth was that he did play a role in making these events take place no matter how hard he tried to remain passive. There was only one reason why he had started delivering these gifts of carrot cake after dark, when all the young Hopps' were asleep in bed. So they had more chance, and more time, to be alone together. So he could feel the bunnies peeling his clothes off of him, and watch them stripping one another down with moans of lust before throwing themselves at the fox that was a stereotype... and seemingly a genuine trait, of the rabbits' species.
"Ahh. Aaahhh, gawd. Stu. Bonnie. Y'all are gonna make me... ohh boy... y'all are gonna make me cum. 'M real close now. Real... ahh... real damn close..."
The fox growled. Deep, loud, savage in his passion. He saw Stu's ears twitch and heard loud, frantic whimpers of nervous joy escape both bunny's busy mouths as his vocalisations triggered their fight or flight responses, adrenaline surging through them both amidst a flurry of intimate, arousing bunny hormones.
"That's it, Stu. Rub mah knot. Yeah... rub it good. Ahh damn, Bonnie. God, for a woman with a voice so angelic and a smile so kind, you eat ass like you're a whisky swillin' devil. Deeper. Get that tongue of yours... ahhh, yeah. Yeah. Right there. Ohh damn. Fuck, Hoppses... I'm... here it... here it comes. Ohhh yeah... gonna... yeah. Aahhhh!"
With Bonnie's tongue wiggling against his prostate and his cock filling Stu's muzzle with hot ribbons of cum until the bunny gagged on the sheer volume of it and was forced to pull back, Gideon howled as he came. When Stu released his muzzle's grip on the fox's cock, falling back onto his rear coughing and gurgling around his mouth full of thick, sweet cum, Gideon was quick to take over. He grabbed his knot, pointed his cock at the trembling bunny man's panting, greedily grinning face, and stroked hard and fast; milking his erection for every drop and painting Stu's plump, bare furred body with strings of his seed.
"Ohhh... ohh yeah, that's the stuff. That's real... ahh... real damn swell..."
As Gideon watched Stu scramble up onto his knees once more, the bunny pushed the fox's paws aside and took over the squeezing of his knot, rubbing his happily blushing face all over Gideon's cock and crying out each time another little dribble of the fox's cum oozed out onto his fur. Stu delighted in making sure every last drop that Gideon had to offer was glistening upon his fur before he even considered letting go of the fox's cock, and it was only when he let Gideon loose and gave a happy, rather loud moan of his own satisfaction that Bonnie withdrew her tongue from the much larger male's rump once more. Gideon stood upright, trembling slightly from the fatigue of his orgasm, but looked down between his legs with a knowing smirk as Bonnie's head popped into view beneath his balls. He took a familiar step backwards, then another, murmuring happily as he allowed his spent and satisfied body to come to rest against the rear wall of the Hopps' homestead.
It was there Gideon stood and watched, not exactly turned on by what he was seeing, but enjoying it anyway for how happy the two bunnies involved looked, as Bonnie leapt forward and pounced upon her cum-stained husband. She started to greedily lick at him all over, everywhere and anywhere that there were traces of Gideon's cum glistening in his fur. She moaned to her husband, so loud that Gideon was almost certain she was saying this for his benefit too. That even now, she wanted to believe that the fox was a part of their fun, making the act so much more lewd and kinky for them to enjoy.
"Ohhh... my carrot cake. The frosting, it's everywhere. All over you. So good."
Happily lying back on the earth, letting his wife lick his face and torso clean, Stu moaned back at the woman he loved. He grabbed at her naked body, gripping her hips in a way that made her shriek with knowing excitement, and rolled her over onto her back, pinning her down against the dusty ground with his weight.
"You love that frosting, don't you, Bon? You think it'll fill you up if you lick it all off me? Or does my darling donut want her bunny cream filling, too?"
Before Bonnie could do more than give a hungry moan in reply, the two older rabbits were doing what rabbits were famous for. Hips moved so fast they blurred, and Bonnie screamed happily between fevered licked and nuzzles at her husband's fox-cum stained face. The sounds of their rapid and eager love-making were a mixture of cries, the rapid slapping of flesh against flesh, and the wet slurps of obvious arousal between their entwined bodies. It was cute, and romantic as heck, but for Gideon this was most definitely moving out of his scene.
Smiling, but not saying a word, Gideon grabbed his clothes where they were neatly folded on the stoop of the homestead nearby. Quietly he trotted across the farmyard to where his truck was waiting, still stark naked and rather enjoying the warm summer air on his bare, recently satisfied body. Only then, leaning up against his truck, did he slip back into his clothes, smirking as a fevered scream from Bonnie echoed around the farmyard...
"Yes! Stu, a-again!"
...annd slipping back into his vehicle as a strangled, joyous cry from the male rabbit joined his wife's heady shrieks. He would have loved to stay for a second round with them; waiting out their own loving fun as he recovered, then maybe letting Bonnie suck off her husband while he filled Stu from behind. But it was already late, and Gideon knew that he had to be up early tomorrow morning. Not just to work on his regular fresh produce for the day, but for a few little extras too. After all, that next batch of carrot cake for the Hopps family wasn't going to bake itself.
By Jeeves
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