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Andy Goes to the Fair

By Neptune

July 7th 2012

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The moment he walked into his father's bedroom, his nose could sense it. It was a captivating odor. A smell that made his body feel 'funny'; warm and tingly like ants crawling through his fur and under his skin. Mr. Bunneh was out in the garage, rummaging through boxes, leaving his room free for little Andy to snoop around. The five-year-old pink, shirtless bunny sniffed the air; the scent was getting stronger near his dad's king-size bed. He climbed up the huge mattress and felt dwarfed by its size. Andy laid on his back and rubbed his bare tummy, resting one of his small, sweaty paws on his cute 'inny' navel and breathed deeply; his father's scent. Hints of clover, violet, and patchouli wafted through the air and filled his senses. His father taught him extensively about the world around him and inspired the bunny to study nature. Andy could not spell 'patchouli', or 'violet', or 'clover' but he could definitely identify it when he saw it in nature.

With one paw on his tummy, caressing his belly button, he sucked his thumb and let out a low, content purr. His father's bed was much larger and far more comfortable than his own. The young bunny almost dosed off before the other unique scent hit his nose. It was unlike any flower or herb he had ever experienced and he only smelled it around his dad. He bolted up, turning around to crawl on his paws and knees, sniffing at the cool comforter, getting hit with the strange scent in small areas near the middle of the bed. But the scent intensified. His keen nose could better decipher the smell now. It was an animal scent; sweat, a slightly bitter musk, and another scent he could not explain. He had smelled it before in the bathroom, the laundry room, and even in his dad's car and it always made his body feel warm and tingly.

But this was the first time he was ever so close to the queer scent. He leaned over the side of the bed, but only saw a wooden nightstand and a small wastebasket. The little, curious, pink-furred Belgian hare carefully climbed off the bed and closed his eyes, seeing the scent in his minds eye. He followed his nose here and there. The odor went from the bed to the handle on the nightstands and finally to the wastebasket. Andy's heartbeat quickened, the ants under his skin turning an engine inside his body generating an increasing heat source. He opened his eyes but furrowed his brow. Inside his father's simple, bamboo wastebasket was a wad of tissues. Andy's ears carefully scanned his surroundings, he could hear his dad still in the garage.

The five-year-old took a deep breath and let his curiosity run free and set aside his (very few) inhibitions and reached inside the wastebasket. His small paw swiftly nabbed the wad of tissue and to his surprise there was something inside: a balloon filled with about a cup of milk. The scent increased tenfold as he picked up the strange balloon. His spade-shaped cottontail wiggled behind him as he climbed back onto the bed, laying on his back. Little Andy Bunneh fondled the balloon, it was oddly warm. The engine in his tummy seemed to move lower to his navel, making his shorts feel uncomfortable.

He was curious about the strange milk inside. Its scent filled the whole room. Andy licked it and cringed, not in disgust, but because it tasted like rubber and hint of saltiness. He licked it again and again and giggled, squeezing it like a little stress ball. Then suddenly it burst, covering his paws and tummy in a gooey, smelly mess. The bunny was stunned for a moment, but inside he felt the 'engine' move to his crotch. He giggled to himself when he played with his fingers that were covered in the stringy goop. It dripped off his paw to his belly button, filling it quickly, his youthful eyes watched it carefully.

Andy's shorts felt very uncomfortable, catching and rubbing him the wrong way. He wiggled out of them, not noticing he was beginning to pant. The young bunny bravely stuck out his tongue to touch the snot-like milky substance on his paw and almost immediately his pink penis wiggled and stiffened. The taste was much like the smell; sweaty and musky with pungent twang; salty. Andy closed his eyes and took a big lick of his paw, getting half a tablespoon worth of the stuff in his mouth. He savored the taste in the same way he watched his father taste wine; swishing it around in his mouth the best he could. The goop coated every surface of his tongue and mouth and he swallowed it down as his free paw, also wet with the milk, wondered down to touch his fully erect cock.

The little hare had seen his own cock fully erect before this day, but did not understand why. He also did not know that 8 inches was a monstrous size for a cub his age. He moved his other paw down to his crotch to grip his thick, pink meat at the base. The goop adhered to his shaft and became more sticky as he rubbed it. Andy murred as waves of pleasure began to wash over him, feeling like lighting bolts tingling him all over. He gathered more of the stringy goop that pooled on his tummy into his paws and began to rub it all over his large penis, stroking it up and down, increasing his speed.

His keen senses learned a rhythm of hard pressure and quick strokes to optimize the tinging feeling in his spine, building pressure in the 'engine' that was in his crotch. Lewd sloshing sounds came with each stroke of his large pulsing shaft and his panting came quicker, the lighting in the room seemed to become dimmer, the air thinner. Little Andy Bunneh did not even realize his toes were curling and digging into the soft comforter of his daddy's bed. He was almost afraid of the tingling pressure inside him, thinking he may burst like a balloon. His small paws gripped his shaft harder and harder, pulling down his blushing foreskin and then suddenly, it happened. The large slit at the tip of his five-year-old cock erupted, squirting a hot jet of thin, milky fluid into the air again and again, making him whimper and moan lewdly in the bedroom. Andy's thick shaft flexed and pulsed on its own almost violently. There were three strong shots of the thin stuff, some of it making it all the way to his headfur, followed by four or five much weaker shots. The last bit oozed out of the tip, much thicker than the initial watery jets.

Andy's father burst through the door, alarmed by his son's moaning and whining that he could hear all the way in the garage. Mr. Bunneh found his son covered in semen. Andy was too far into ecstasy to respond. He sat there in his sticky mess, purring and holding his spent cock which was still very erect. "Andy!" his father yelled. "What are you doing?" The young bunny's normally erect ears drooped in shame and he quickly reached for his shorts, but they had fallen to the floor. His father, Danton, suddenly felt ashamed of himself for yelling at his son for doing something that came naturally. The look of shame on the young bunny's face was almost heartbreaking.

Danton sat down on the bed next to his son and tried to piece together what his son had done and tried to formulate the right words. He picked up his son and sat him down next to him on the bed and rubbed his small, sensitive tummy to wipe away the fragments of the broken condom. Mr. Bunneh sighed and gave his son a speech about what the strange goop was and how it was a 'very special' and sacred fluid that only boys can produce and that it should never be wasted. He told the silent five-year-old why he put his semen into a condom and threw it in the wastebasket. "Well, you see, at times it is okay to masturbate and waste your seed, but it should be on rare and special occasions."

Andy looked up to his dad, seeing him blushing and stumbling over his words, and felt less embarrassed and began to relax. The young bunny's cock was still very hard and deep down Mr. Bunneh was jealous that his son's penis was a full two inches bigger this his own. He talked to his son about how he will 'grow into it' someday and that sperming at his age was normal for lapines and it was nothing to be embarrassed about. "You should even be proud!" he said. Andy smiled and then pointed to his nose, flaring his nostrils. "Oh, the smell. You like it?" Andy nodded up and down in a big way, making his dad chuckle and ruffled his sons reddish headfur. "Well aren't you an odd one?" He teased.

Andy licked his sticky paws clean which made his dad cringe. He wanted to chide the cub and tell him that he shouldn't do that, but that was outweighed by the sheer happiness he saw in his son. Danton bit his lip and stood up and knelled in front of the young cub. "Now, don't forget Andy, this is something you can only do inside, when there is nobody around. At least until you find someone special who you would want to share it with. . . You understand?" He nodded, still licking his paws. Danton cracked a smile. "Now go get washed up. We have to leave for the Aries State Fair in a little while." Andy bounced off the bed and bounded down the hall to the bathroom without his clothes. Danton allowed his free-spirited son to be a nudist around the house since he himself was a nudist and a naturalist.

The young hare walked into the bathroom and turned on the sink. He used his favorite brown washcloth to wash his paws, but he decided to leave his tummy and wiener coated with his and his fathers semen. Andy enjoyed the scent too much to just wash it away. He marched down the stairs in only his birthday suit and was ready to face the day wearing only his new favorite perfume.

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Mr. Bunneh was an architect, and a wonderful architect was he. Danton Bunneh, "Bun-neigh" he stressed, was a broad lapine. Thick-cut features and short gray fur enrobed a large, linebacker frame. A naturalist, an artist, an engineer, all described Andy's father. Donning only a pair of $300 hiking boots and a $20 pair of khaki shorts, Danton was dressed to face the day, and a wonderful day it was. It was only March, but the spring flowers were already budding and the air was fresh and crisp. The middle-aged bunny stood out on the porch of his posh craftsman-style home. The neighborhood was quiet, a typical Saturday morning. In the distance was Mt. Ranier and to his left was the Olympic mountain range. Robins chirping, feral squirrels twittering, a flicker pecking away at the side of a telephone pole. The front door of his house was open and he could hear his son's speech lessons playing on the television.

Andy sat silently in front of the tv carefully watching the grownup male meticulously sound out each syllable of a short famous speech made by a previous king. The young bunny mouthed the words clearly. He had memorized all of the speeches on this tape, hours worth of speeches and long passages from books, but refused to say a single word aloud.

"Andy?" His father called out from the porch. "Andy. Come outside with me." The young bunny was sitting on the carpeted living room floor. He hit the pause button and walked outside with a pep in his step, excited to be invited by his dad. He came onto the porch and stood next this his dad, whom was twice his height. Danton pointed out to the Northern flicker, a type of woodpecker, to his son. Across the street, Mr. Cruz's stare was noticeable. He always complained about the Bunneh family's nudist activities at the monthly neighborhood meetings and yet, here today Danton allowed his five-year-old son to be out on the porch stark naked! And Danton himself out without a shirt! It was scandalous to the badger, Mr. Cruz. He fumed and went inside, leaving his gardening tools on the porch. He slammed the door behind him.

Danton and his son carefully crept off the porch towards the lone, noisy flicker bird that searched for worms in their front lawn.

"You see that, on its face; red stripe by the beak, black crescent under its chin, white chest with black spots. That is definitely a Red-Shafted Northern Flicker, 'Colaptes auratus'." The older hare explained to his son everything he knew about the bird as they crouched down in the cool, lush grass. He talked the about bird for over 15 minutes. Little Andy absorbed every little thing his father taught him, smiling, even murring. They stood up together and Danton helped to dust off his young son's soft, pink fur. He didn't let the opportunity to rub Andy's tummy pass him, his large paw sensually caressed the sensitive area, making the 5-year-old go a little limp and suck his thumb as if he were a toddler. Normally, Danton didn't like it when he sucked his thumb but at times he found it cute.

The nude little bunny bounced on his heels the moment his father's warm paw left his tummy, going back to his old self. He smiled up at his dad and hugged him tight before bounding away back inside the house to finish watching the educational video. Danton came in right behind him. "Come on, get dressed. We leave for the fair in 5 minutes!"

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Danton drove for a full hour through the large city. This was going to be Andy's first time going to a fair and his father wanted to make it extra special. On the ride there, he told his son about the fun times he used to have as a kid raising dairy cows and showing them off at the fair. "My cow, Debbie, even won a blue ribbon or two!" Danton said smiling, glancing down at the small bunny. Andy silently smiled up at his dad.

When they finally got to the Aries City Fairgrounds, he parked near the back so it would be easier to leave. Mr. Bunneh pointed up to a sign in the parking lot: "Zone Z. Remember that so we won't get lost. If we ever get split up, meet me here at the car, ok?" Andy nodded up and down and they walked what seemed to be a quarter-mile to the entrance. There were lots of sounds of happy, cheering, bouncing cubs eager to get inside as their parents waited in line to get tickets. Andy never left his father's side, silently observing the large crowd.

It was hot and sunny and the long walk made him sweat under his pink fur. Andy whined and silently pleaded with his dad to let him go without clothes, but he made him wear a plain white shirt and shorts. As a compromise, Danton allowed the little 5-year-old not to wear underwear or socks. In his paw was small, leather-bound notebook and pen he used to communicate. Andy wrote: "Do I have to wear this?" and held it up for his father to see. "Yes!" Danton said abruptly. "All the other cubs have on clothes, see." Andy looked around and saw that his dad was right, but he spotted one of the older kids not wearing a shirt. He wrote: "Can I take my shirt off too?" and smiled up at his dad. "Maybe later, champ. Come on, I got our tickets!"

The lady behind the stand gave Mr. Bunneh a very large roll of tickets, enough to ride every ride, play every game, and try every deep-fried delicacy at the fair. Danton made a very nice living, but even he found the price of those tickets to be rather high. He gave Andy half the tickets and he wore them like a Hawaiian lei. Andy bounced up and down as they proceeded through the main gate and was immediately greeted by clowns with balloons and candy. Normally, Andy's father did not allow the cub to have candy or sweets, but he made an exception for today to let the bunny go wild.

The lights and sounds and smells flooded the young bunny's senses and he bounced on his heels the whole time. First, they road the merry-go-round and bumper cars and made their way to the bigger rides and roller coasters. During the day, Andy tried many things for the first time: Elephant Ears, roller coasters, winning games against other furs, being in a haunted house, seeing feral farm animals, and vomiting.

The sun was setting and Andy was finally getting tired. His father carried all of their winnings; giant plushies, ribbons, toys, a goldfish in a bag, and half of a corndog. They sat together on a bench, watching the colorful dancing lights of the huge Ferris wheel in the distance. The young bunny was entranced the sight. It was then that Danton noticed one of his clients walking by.

"Mr. Daiichi?" Danton called out. The large, brindle-coated Akita's ears perked.

"Mr. Bunny!"

"It's 'Bun-neigh.' How are you? You hear with the kids?"

"Oh, not today. Here taking photos for the new website."

Danton stood up and they went on talking about their work. Mr. Daiichi owned an engineer firm that designed complex machinery and occasionally worked with Mr. Bunneh's architecture firm in downtown Aries City. Andy sighed. He had seen the bulky Akita (a giant, really) at their house a few days ago and he talked for hours about something called 'Tensegrity' and his dad seemed far to interested in it.

Andy sighed as he took a sip of his lemonade and looked up at the two adults going on and on about boring stuff about buildings; then looked to the Ferris wheel with its white, blue and red lights flickering in rhythm with its rotation. It was a beacon of light calling out to him from the other side of the fairgrounds. Without asking his father, the 5-year-old Belgian hare calmly wondered off into the crowd. He knew they would be talking for hours on end.

It was dark, but Andy bravely walked through the crowd which seemed much different than the one that were there in the daylight. Everyone seemed older, more rowdy, the sounds louder and colors more vivid. He approached a small tent and peeked inside. Inside was an old woman in a dark cloak sitting at a table with a basketball-sized glass ball, waving her paws over it. Little Andy quickly ducked out of the tent. He was behind the main strip of the fairgrounds. It was a lot darker and could smell animal dung and realized he was close to the stables.

Andy found the huge white building where the animal shows were held and walked in. No one was there but a few people with brooms and rakes clearing the hay off the floor. The young bunny backed up towards the door and bumped into someone in the dark.

"Whoa, whoa. Watch where you're going, pup." The grownups voice was smooth and low, secretive. Andy turned around and found a tall, gruff looking male wolf standing behind him. He was wearing overalls and no shirt, the very idea of what Andy thought to be a farmer. Andy gulped and backed away from the stranger. "Oh? Not even going to say sorry are we?" The stranger stepped closer to the shivering bunny and suddenly, Andy regretted wandering away from his dad. The tall wolf grabbed his arm and roughly pulled him out the door and into the alley on the side of the building. He picked up the small pink rabbit and carried him through the maze between the tents and booths and buildings and stopped inside a dimly lit barn. Andy could hear the bleating of sheep and goats and the neighing of horses.

Andy panted, heart racing as his eyes adjusted to his new surroundings. The wolf stood in front of him, smiling slyly. This was his domain where he lured many small cubs to his fantasies. But Andy was the only one who did not say a single word. The wolf had made many plans in advance for the fair to make sure this barn was soundproof and away from prying eyes and ears. The pink-furred bunny looked up at him silently, shivering in fear. The wolf turned on a nearby spotlight light, the kind of fixture that Andy had seen at his father's work sites used by the workers. The light was blindingly white and shone directly into Andy's face, making him shield his eyes.

"Well, hello little rabbit. My name is Zachery and I'm going to have lots of fun with you tonight." the wolf aimed the spotlight off to the side, illuminating the large wooden barn with a warm ambient light. The barn was old and run down, a hole in the ceiling above them, worn and cracked paint, rusty archaic tools, hay on the dirt floor. Andy looked up at Zachery. His unquestionable trust for all grownups was being put to the test. He stood up and realized he was only half the height of his canine captor. The pink bunny gulped but remembered what his father told him; to always do what an adult told him. He reached for his notebook on the ground and wrote a note;

"Hi! My name is Andy and I like to be hugged." He smiled wide as he showed the grownup his note. Zachery was undeniably, positively overjoyed. He couldn't believe how easy this cub was going to be compared to the others. "Well aren't you precious!" The wolf picked up the small bunny and hugged him tight like a living plush toy. To his surprise, he hugged him back and even nuzzled him, even though the wolf was a stranger.

Andy sighed in relief and purred gently as he hugged the much older wolf. He had hugged many strangers in his short five years of life but this grownup's hug lasted much longer and usual. When Zach set the bunny down he smiled wide and pulled up a tall stool. He sat down and took off his shoes and added a new scent to the old barn. On top of the almost offensive scent of feral animals and hay, Andy could smell the funk of the grownups sweaty footpaws. His feet had a thick cheesy scent with a hint of malt vinegar.

The tall, lanky wolf looked down at Andy, lustfully deciding what he should do with the cub. Andy had caught him off guard in the other building when he bumped into him. Zach knew the night watchmen would be arriving at that barn to lock it in no more than 20 minutes from now. He had to make this quick.

"You look hot in all those clothes, Andy. Why don't you take them off?" Andy smiled brightly. He wanted nothing more than to get out of those uncomfortable shorts and shirt and be free. He nodded up and down and quickly ditched his clothes. To Zachery's surprise, not only did the cub wear no underwear, he had a full 8-inch flaccid cock swaying between his legs! No wonder he wanted to be out of those shorts, they could barely contain him! The wolf drooled and rubbed the front of his overalls. He, too, wore no underwear and seeing this excited and willing cub made him all the more aroused. Andy smiled up at the adult, bouncing on his heels which only made his heavy cock sway between his legs even more. Andy could smell something in the air, that same queer musky scent from his father's room that morning. The very thought of that strange, creamy-white liquid made his young maleness stiffen. He looked up to the grownup wolf silently, as if he were waiting for orders.

Zachery stood up in front of the five-year-old bunny and slid out of his overalls, revealing his nude body and fully erect red canine cock pointing right at his young lips. His large paws stroked it gently using only the tips of his fingers. Andy's eyes examined every square inch of the strange-looking penis. It had a tapered tip and very thick thing at the base. The wolf's crotch was dripping with the very arousing scent and without instruction, Andy quickly slid the tip into his mouth and began sucking it like a meaty pacifier. Zach moaned loudly and immediately squirted a copious amount of precum into the eager cubs mouth. He had never met a boy so willing! It was a dream come true for the 40 year old wolf, but his own arousal was his worst enemy. He was very quick to cum and this young bunny's tongue seemed far too skilled for his age.

Andy closed is eyes and imagined himself in his father's bedroom, enrobed in the musky pungent scent. The imaginary engine inside his crotch was running at full capacity, making him warm and tingly all over. His tongue worked exclusively on the slit at the tip, wigging over it, under it, even inside it when the wolf's urethra dilated wide and squirted more of the tasty, thin fluid into his mouth. Andy was unashamed at what he was doing. His paws gripped the middle of Zach's pulsing shaft. He soon realized that the lower on the shaft he gripped, the more liquid squirted out. The older wolf moaned lewdly when the bunny's small paws reached his extremely sensitive knot. He yelped like a cub as Andy's wet tongue wiggled inside his cumslit. The hare seemed insatiable in his search for more precum.

Zachery rested his paws on the bunny's reddish headfur as he quickly reached climax. Without warning, the grownup's cock erupted into Andy's mouth, shooting his hot, musky, smelly load. Andy was caught off guard at the first jet of the freshest adult semen he had ever tasted. It instantly filled his mouth with the arousing liquid male essence that made his own cock pulse. The taste was much like his fathers, but was a great deal sweeter and tangier. It was thick like yogurt and made Andy cough and pull the tip out of his muzzle, immediately getting several jets of sperm across his face. The young rabbit held the wolf's thick meat with both paws, pointing it lower. Zach's penis seemed to have an unlimited supply of the musky, stringy fluid. It squirted over Andy's face and tummy and navel and a few squirts even hit his large pink cock.

When he saw the contractions coming further and further apart, Andy licked the thick meat over like an ice cream cone. He took much care to lick every inch of the leaking shaft, making the grownup yelp and writhe in pleasure. Zach sat down on the stool again, but the bunny never let go of his cock. He panted and looked down at the little pink hare who was practically worshiping his vascular penis. Andy had a thick coating of stringy canine cock syrup in the short fur on his tummy that soaked down to his skin. He had really made a mess.

And again, the young bunny surprised him; Andy used his paw to wipe his fur and lick his messy fingers clean. The entire area smelled of hot wolf sex. Zach purred like a kitten as he watched the bunny finish. He didn't seem to know what to do with his own erection. The wolf watched the bunny rub his own shaft, playing a large amount of gooey canine seed into the skin of his blushing pink cock. Andy was blushing all over, the scents all around him were driving him mad with lust, like ants crawling under his skin.

His hips were bucking with a mind of their own when Zachery decided to lend the cub a helping paw. He lifted his footpaws and gripped the bunny's thick cock with his moist, sweaty soles, letting young Andy buck into their tight grip. Andy moaned and wined as he gripped the grownup's ankles to buck harder. The wolf wiggled his toes to give added sensation, drumming on the cubs adult-sized shaft, and within four or five strong thrusts, Andy's tip squirted about a quarter cup of milk-like immature lapine semen in a single squirt all over the wolf's footpaws. Andy's cock was like a water hose, hosing Zach's feet down in hot and creamy seed. He had known that some rabbits cum at a very young age, but he never saw such a load from a body so small and young! Andy was an all-around rare creature.

Andy panted when his climax subsided, but he still slowly rubbed his engorged cock against those messy footpaws, savoring the feeling and the earthy smells the two of them made. He smiled up at the older wolf as if to ask if he did a good job. Zach smiled and ran his paws through the bunny's sticky fur. He glanced down at his watch and suddenly bolted up. The night watchman would be there at any moment.

Zach rushed to put his overalls and shoes back on, not bothering to wipe the bunny's spunk from his footpaws. "Hurry up! Get dressed!" he told Andy. Andy groaned and wrote something in his notebook:

"Do I have to?"

"Yes!" Zach yelled. Andy moaned but did as he was told, putting on his shorts and shirt over his very messy fur. The thin wolf quickly picked up the bunny and ran with him through the back exit to the alleyway, snaking his way between tents and buildings, a different way than where they came. He skillfully navigated his way to the Water Log ride, not far from the tall Ferris Wheel. He reached into his pockets and gave little Andy a paw-full of tickets. "Here. Get on this ride and make sure you get really wet ok!" The wolf looked nervous being out in the crowd, his gaze stayed low so he would be less noticeable. Andy took the tickets with a smile and did as he was told, getting in line for the ride. As quickly as the wolf appeared, he was gone just as fast, vanishing back into the alleyway.

The ticket-taker held his notebook for safekeeping as he rode the ride and he gave it back when he got off. Andy was soaking wet from head to toe as he walked down the main street back to the bench where his father was. He made it back in only a few minutes and, unsurprisingly, his father was still talking with Mr. Daiichi. Andy tugged at his father's pants.

"Oh! Where are my manners! Mr. Daiichi, this is my son, Andy. He's mute." The beefy brindle-coat Akita smiled down at the bunny and shook his paw.

"Such a cute lil guy you have there! Why is he all wet?" The canine asked. Mr. Bunneh looked closer at his son and noticed he was soaked to the skin. Andy wrote something in his notebook:

"I rode the Water ride, dada! It was fun!"

Andy's father picked him up and hugged him tight. "Don't you ever go too far from me again, you understand?" Andy nodded up and down when Mr. Bunneh sat him down on the bench next to all of his prizes. Andy wrote something more in his book and held it up to Mr. Daiichi;

"Can you rub my tummy, mister? Pwease!" the Akita smiled wide and looked to the bunny's father. Danton Bunneh nodded and Mr. Daiichi sat down on the bench next to Andy. The little rabbit quickly lifted his shirt and the Akita sensually rubbed his tummy, spending extra attention fondling Andy's 'innie' belly button. The little five-year old boy purred and squirmed a little, thoroughly enjoying the attention and feeling the engine inside his crotch begin to stir again, making his rather large human-like cock become thicker and more noticeable in his wet shorts. Mr. Daiichi noticed the cubs tummy was sticky and smelled remarkably like semen. "But . . .Nah. I must be smelling things" he thought to himself. He wiped his paw on thighs and stood up.

"Well, Mr. 'Bun-neigh', I think it is time for me to go. I got reports to write a meetings to attend in the morning."

"Speaking of meetings, I know this may be kind of odd but, I am going to an out-of-town meeting and I was wondering if you could watch Andy for a couple of nights." Danton asked, rather sheepishly. "I promise you, Andy is a good kid and you won't even notice he's there." Andy smiled up at the other grownup with his paws behind his back, which made the bulge in his wet shorts more noticeable. Mr. Daiichi looked down at the smiling cub, eyes wide, and nodded.

"Sure! How can I say no to such a cute boy bunny! Just give me the days and you can drop him off at my place. I can even take him to visit my thoroughbreds!" Danton smiled wide. Richard Daiichi was heir to a well-known horse breeding family on the social registry.

The two adults exchanged cards and said their goodbyes. The light of the fair glittered all around them as they headed to the parking lot "Zone Z". Andy and his dad rode home, basking in the memory of their first time at the fair together.