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_Toonces, the Driving Cat, the Cat Who Could Drive a Car

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The bunny, his little heart going pitter-patter already with nervous, frenetic energy, pulled into the truck stop, parked in front, and rushed indoors with the fear someone might notice him entering. You see, customers enter from the front, by the Snickers and Funyuns and Sunday newspapers, all those things your casual motorist needs. The truckers enter from the back about where they keep the coffee, caffeine pills, and NFL memorabilia. The furtive little guy slipped through the snacks undetected, perhaps with dramatic music playing in his head as his eyes darted back and forth looking for a person who might give away his ruse.

He was headed for the trucks. Well, he wasn't so much headed for them as pulled by an invisible and powerful force, a force that seemed to emanate from the bears he envisioned relaxing in them at just that moment. Oh, his fantasies ran wild, he would imagine a bear sprawled shirtless over his seat, an arm behind his head and the other scratching his belly as he listened to baseball on the radio. He imagined the bears - in his mind they could only be bears - entering each other's cabins for unrestricted fun, idle chatter that, in his fantasies, inevitably ended with 69ing. Truckers, he guessed, did two things when they weren't driving: Talked about sports and blew each other. The segue between the two was natural.

The fear of being found out loomed over him. Worries of immediate castigation and expulsion, if not worse, tore at his fantasies. He stole a trucker's cap off the shelf and shoved it over his ears, which fell long and droopy over his shoulders and back. His meager disguise already made him feel like a Trucker, and it was all he could do to blend in considering he didn't know a thing about football, different brands of chew, or how to fix a lawnmower. His little heart pitter-pattered away still, you could almost see it in his slight chest if not for his one-size-too-big t-shirt he thought the uniform for truckers, along with his jeans and boots that seemed about about as out of place as any piece of clothing can appear on any body.

He slipped out the back door with an expression on his face like thinking about motor oil or something, the best act he could possibly put on. He walked among the rigs with skittish excitement, trying to discern any kind of sign on the cabins that would have clued him toward his prize inside, like shaking the presents on Christmas morning. Licking his dry lips, a rig came into view, and in the window were the backs of two soft, round ears. A bear. Has to be a bear. He walked over the passenger's side door, wary of any eyes that might see him. He put his paw up to knock, and stopped. He had the same hesitation with opening the door. What if it was locked? He'd look like a stalker. Maybe you're supposed to just throw pebbles at the window like in the movies where, like- No, that's dumb.

Fuck it, he pulled on the door, which swung open without resistance, and climbed in. He was greeted with exactly the relaxed hellos he'd expected. Two chunky bears were lounging inside, one shirtless, the other stripped down to just a tight pair of briefs with his paw buried inside. "Hey, bunny," they both said with a friendly apathy, returning to their conversation of nothing, leaning back and closing their eyes like they were in secret commune. The image couldn't have been a more perfect realization of his fantasies.

"Hey," he returned, the heart in his slight chest beating wildly, "long road today."

"Tch," the bear in the briefs laughed, shifting his weight and shifting in his seat. A hat was draped over his eyes. "The road's always long, man."

"Yeahhhhhhh," the other agreed, then reached over and grabbed the tiny bunny and pulled him close without any kind of request for permission, as if it were only a friendly gesture to pull a stranger up against you. "What's your route?"

"Um-" the bunny choked on his words. He hadn't worked his alibi out this far, he was too busy visualizing chubby bears in mesh hats. "You know... St. Paul... to... Tulsa."

The bear in the briefs lifted his hat and gave the bunny a queer stare. "St. Paul to Tulsa and you end up in Sacramento? Boy you gotta be pretty new to this to get that lost."

"Oh, I, uh-" the bunny blushed. "Well I need to pick up another load... of... paper. I'm hauling paper, I got some in St. Paul and I need to get more here."

"Really?" asked the bear with the arm around the bunny. "That's interesting. St. Paul to Tulsa through Sacramento to haul... paper?"

The bunny nodded shyly, sweating.

"And you with this itty bitty body driving a big 'ole truck a hundred miles an hour down the highway, weaving in and out of traffic, flipping off motorists."

He didn't respond this time. He could see his fantasy dissolving in front of him, and yet still he felt so comfortable in the bear's arms.

"Chet," the bear wearing pants with his arm around the bunny, holding him still, "I think this little bunny rabbit here is lying."

"You don't need to tell me, Jude," the bear in the briefs apparently named Chet told the bear apparently named Jude. "I could tell the moment he opened the door. St. Paul to Tulsa hauling paper. Haha. Is it the bunnies or the rabbits with the cute-as-hell floppy ears, anyway?"

"Hell if I know. Which is it, young stuff?"

"I- I don't know what you guys are talking about-" the bunny said, clinging to his lie.

"Oh hush, bunny," the bear apparently named Jude told him, pulling him closer into his soft fur. "We're not gonna kick you out. I haven't kicked anyone outta anything since '98 and I'll tell that story later, but now, just be honest. You have a thing for us rugged old guys with our big trucks, don't you?"

The bunny's cheeks were burning. He knew his face told his story. He knew that he was only in for castigation, knew he'd never infiltrate this fraternity. For the moment he hated his body, thin, almost frail, it gave him away immediately. How could he ever pass a trucker with pristine white fur and a flat stomach? He lavished himself in the bear's grasp, but it only promised rejection now.

"Think us manly bears or whatever don't fuck anything that can't grow a beard, right?" Chet laughed. He scratched himself, his eyes closed as he relaxed against the door, like he could simply feel the action in the cab. "Like years on the road have made us hate a cute little body like yours. Hell, we only get one of you every month or so and just my luck it's not my rig he ever seems to come to. Well look whose lucky day it is now. Got myself just the most adorable little fella ever did open my door. I'm sure Jude'll agree, right man?"

Jude sampled the goods. "Oh yeah, I'm gonna give this little guy a ten outta ten, extra credit for the hat cause you know he tries hard."

Chet leaned over and put his paws on the bunny too. The little white ball of fluff's nose twitched maniacally, eagerly, as he felt his fortunes turning. There were fours paws on him, and they were turning him over, undressing him, pulling off his shirt and rummaging through his clothes. A paw closed around his dick, he wasn't sure whose.

"Help me bend him over, Jude."

Jude complied, and got the bunny on all fours on the seat. His pants came off. The four paws felt like they were everywhere at once as they caressed his slight thighs, scratched at his tummy, slapped his ass playfully, grabbed his balls... he was in the middle of both bears and ready to melt. He felt two paws grab his cheeks, squeeze 'em, spread 'em, and then after it seemed the paws had extracted all pleasure they could get from their work alone a slippery tongue plunged into his ass. The bunny moaned with the suddenness of it, no question asked. The bear wanted to eat ass, so he ate ass, it was just that simple. While all of this happened so suddenly around him, the bears grabbing at whatever it was they wanted, none of their actions seemed labored, they didn't seem anxious and rushed, they let their paws travel at a leisurely speed like the little guy was never going to leave the cabin. The action progressed like sand dropping in an hourglass.

An easy smile never left Jude's face as he took off his pants, his soft body not too big to conceal a thick, floppy cock, and immediately buried the bunny's nose in his crotch. "You see, Peter Cottontail, a great piece of tail is a great piece of tail. Walk in here and I guarantee any number of us rugged cowboys of the road, or whatever silly image you have of us, would be plenty happy to pound that gorgeous little ass of yours. Just don't think you're gonna get us to stop when you're ready, cause me and Chet here are gonna ride you til you're running on fumes, and that's really the only kinda hospitality you could ever expect from a couple'a truckers like us." Jude leaned back and enjoyed the tongue on his balls as he gave his monologue. He tousled the floppy ears, rubbing his thumb along the sensitive inner lining, making sure to keep the little guy comfortable. A relaxed piece of ass runs for a lot more miles, you know.

Chet explored his catch's ass. The bunny felt his cheeks being plied apart and his hole spread open by a thick tongue, which slurped at him like licking ice cream out of a cup. Chet was apparently in no rush, he curled his tongue gently inside, twisting and turning it, burying it slow and deep. The bunny moaned onto Jude's cock, which was now hard and filled his stout muzzle. He buried his nose in the bear's crotch, the dick poking against the back of his throat, extremely thick, a little short, and he could tell by gliding his tongue along its length that it had a generous curve as well. It was like the quintessential bear cock.

He lapped his tongue lovingly over the cock, ecstatic to finally feel it between his lips, taste it, suck on it, all the things he'd only imagined for years before. He felt a paw on his back and head Chet shifting around behind him, and not soon after he felt a cock pressing against his hole. "Gotta love a perky li'l tail, eh Jude? Ah, the view from back here... Goddamn boy you're gonna pull Jude's balls right off, relax a little." The bunny had had Jude's balls in his mouth, sucking at them with a reckless passion.

"Ah hell Chet, he's enjoying himself, and lemme handle my dick like how I wanna."

"Haha, your balls, buddy." And with that unceremonious tease, Chet sunk his cock, as if that time were just as good as any other time. He thrusted with a pressure stronger than he'd likely intended, sinking his long cock deep and easy, able to slap his balls against the bunny's ass on the first thrust. "Well goddamn fella I ain't gonna lie you're not the tightest bit of tail I ever tapped." The bunny blushed, but the comment didn't sting, nothing that could have come out of the bears' mouths could have seemed to carry any kind of vitriol. The bear humped without any sign of dissatisfaction even, quick thrusts with long rests between.

"Jude, I don't mean to be jumpin' the gun here, but I think this fine little fella right here is just perfect for a little bit of a double filling."

The bunny felt a charge go down his back.

"Now don't get my hopes up, man."

"Shit, we got plenty of KY in the glove compartment."

Jude opened the glove compartment and pulled out a sizable bottle, and as he did Chet lifted the bunny back, pressed him against his chest as he laid back against the door, so that the bunny was more or less lying down on him, the bear's dick buried deep inside with short thrusts. The bunny's cock was now in the open air, thick and stiff, dripping onto his pristine white fur, his balls tucked close against his body. Jude took his time to admire the sight as he got his fingers slick, then leaning over the short, thin bunny he slid two in with only minor vocal protests from the bunny. "Now now just relax, we ain't interested in breaking you," he said, and took the bunny's cock in his other paw, collecting the pre on his fingers and taking a lick before gathering a little more to offer the bunny.

Jude slid in a third finger, and the bunny winced as he began to feel incredibly stretched. Chet was long but a little thin, but the third finger was getting to his limit... yet he knew he still had so much more to go. He bit his lip. This wouldn't be impossible. He remembered how girthy the cock was in his mouth, tried to imagine that same girth in his ass, pressed against the other cock already buried in him. He winced.

Jude was now pulling at his hole, gently, yes, but it stung, even though the bear was kind enough to curl his fingers in just the perfect way to make his dick throb. He was tempted to shoot all over his thin little stomach, but then the sting of his stretching hole would pull him back. He didn't know what to do with his paws, so he simply held onto Jude's bulky arms, dug his fingers into the soft flesh and tried to hold back any words that could be misconstrued as "stop."

"You think he's gettin' about ready there, Jude?"

"Hey man don't rush the guy, just cause some of us don't have a thick cock to worry about hurting people with doesn't mean we gotta rush the guys who do."

"Ah eat it, your cock wouldn't reach the back of his mouth."

They shared a laugh and a few more benign insults as Jude, one paw on the bunny's shoulder, worked the hole a little looser, then pulled his fingers out, shifted in the seat (bracing himself against the dashboard for balance) and pressed the head of his stubby, thick cock against the bunny's hole. "Now buddy, you know I never done this before, so, uh..." he paused a minute, not in any kind of rush to continue. "Lemme know if something goes right or something, yeah." And, just as unceremoniously as before, he began to press his cock against the loose, hole, slick with KY and spit, already filled with long long cock. It relented, then with a gasp from all three partipants it stretched open and let the cock inside, the walls stretched thin, only the bunny apparently surprised it actually worked as he laid with his slight chest heaving, his head swimming.

"Goddamn Jude," Chet said as he started to thrust a little longer, his dick sliding against the shorter, thicker plug, "I've been inside your ass and yet I've never felt like I was closer to you than this."

"Haha, that might be the gayest shit you ever said, Chet."

"Oh shut the hell up and thrust, what ya can at least."

Jude listened, slowly humping, wary of slipping out and having to stretch the hole open for a second time. Their large bodies surrounded the bunny, who reclined comfortably - as comfortable as a man can be with two dicks in his ass - against Chet's soft body, with Jude's rubbing against him as he leaned over them both. "If it's not asking too much of ya, cottontail, why don't ya give my nips a couple of slurps since you seem to be at just the right spot to be doing it." The request didn't register immediately, but after a moment the bunny's sense of hearing must have returned. He licked and sucked Jude's nipples. Jude let slip an unguarded moment, "Ohhhhhhh fuck," he said, biting his lip and shutting his eyes as if imagining some far off fantasy spot, like Daytona Speedway.

The bunny was assaulted with every sense. He heard his own moans muffled by bear fur, he tasted the accumulation of a day's sweat on the bear's nipple, he saw the two big bodies curving so generously and elegantly, he smelled the sticky smell of sex fogging up the cabin, and most of all he felt an overwhelming wave of pleasure coming from his ass. Jude's cock stretched him and curved almost as if built specifically to stab at and rub against the sweet spot inside him, and Chet's cock find the deep spots inside him, ones he'd never known existed, that electrified him and made his fur stand on end.

Neither bear seemed as labored as the bunny. They had dumb smiles pasted on their faces like they'd just found a dollar in their pockets, and you could tell it wasn't as if they were hiding a greater excitement, trying to maintain an image of stoicism, it was simply how they lived life. Everything was a simple pleasure. They could be eating a Snickers bar or double-penetrating a bitty bunny with a nice ass and all it could render as was a wide smile. Every so often their noses would twitch, and Jude especially found himself a few times overcome and letting a sultry moan or dirty phrase sink through his teeth.

The bunny had risen to the occasion and was taking both dicks like a champ, like anybody who fantasizes about a moment like this should be able to handle it once that fantasy actually comes to be. His balls were still tucked closed against his body, his dick pressed against him by a chubby tummy though he could still feel it throbbing, could feel the warm pre soaking his fur. And now, both bears were humping with all the vigor they had in them, slapping against his battered ass, Jude no longer worried about slipping out, simply shoving his cock back in with a grunt of satisfaction from the man in the middle.

Finally, Jude set the dominoes falling. The bunny was latched onto his nipples, sucking and teasing them, and the suddenly concerted look on his face gave him away quickly. He began to pound as best his position and situation allowed him, and with a great groan like the release of so much tension, he shot his load into the bunny's ass, against Chet's cock, lubing him up for even stronger thrusts as he allowed himself the indulgence of an energized moment. He bit his lip, he grunted, he filled that ass up, then with the sense of duty that can only be ingrained through years on the road following strict schedules, he pulled out and immediately wrapped his lips around the bunny's cock, fingering his own leaking prick with a sense of self-satisfaction.

Chet fell next, lifting the bunny up and giving himself a better angle for fucking, his thrusts deeper and harsher into the ass hot already with cum to which he added his own contribution. He shot deep, powerful jets and that might have gone clear to the bunny's stomach. He was still much more reserved than Jude, as he had been the whole time, letting only a satisfied huff on the back of the bunny's neck signal his satisfaction. He didn't pull out. He let his dick sit inside the ass, leaking with cum, as Jude finished the bunny off, whose moans and groans and grunts and cries had become white noise until their sudden elevation, a few short, staccato gasps that ended with Jude getting as big a mouthful of cum as he'd ever swallowed. The bunny's head almost rolled on his shoulders, his floppy ears laying disheveled behind him, only his stubby muzzle open wide with exultant gasps as the rendezvous reached its climax, with a whimper and a bang. His balls emptied. His fur was thick and matted. His tail was sticky with cum too, his hole leaking from the great loads inside.

They laid in silence, smiles on two of their faces.

"Well," Jude broke the silence, "Sure as hell tasted better than that fucker's McDonald's juice."

"Haha, like I'm gonna change my diet so you like eating my cum better, whatever."

The bunny blushed. He'd been blushing, though. For a while. He didn't know how to butt in, how to start a new conversation, where this would naturally lead to next. He kind of figured he was supposed to just get up and leave, but everything was so warm, so comfortable. He couldn't get up. The sooner he talked, he figured, the sooner this all would end. He stayed quiet.

"So," Jude said. "Chet and I will be back this way next Thursday. You can either come meet us when that day comes by, or ride along and we'll drop you off then."

He stayed in the cabin. He couldn't imagine walking just then, anyway.

THE END