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The portal opened, leading the crew back into the circus, a caravan of exhausted and sweaty adventurers. The Saharan plains of Egypt were a majestic place, but a damn hot one too. Caine had programmed the perfect ambience, one dripping with Nubian iconography and architecture. It was the flamboyant ringmaster's typical display of flare and craftmanship, albeit severely hampered by an insistence on making it so fucking hot. The heat followed the crew out from the portal, blistering the lobby's stagnant air up to the moment the portal snapped shut and muted the desert winds.

Pomni led the group, having suffered the most within her puffed jester uniform which had collapsed to the shape of her body from all the sweat. She tugged at her collar and let out a long sigh. “Oh God… I thought we'd never get out of that place."

Ragatha was behind her, having felt no less of the heat with her heavy dress and muslin, cotton, and wool construction. Even her perpetually chipper attitude had been worn away by the heat. “Yeah. That was intense. Running halfway across the Sahara isn't everything it's cracked up to be."

“Oh yeah? And what rave reviews have you read about it?" Zooble, in her nonsensical assortment of bizarre limbs and geometric shapes, somehow managed to sweat buckets.

“Probably seen too many movies," quipped Jax. “Doesn't know what life is like in the hot, dry, sweaty, reeking desert. Scorpions, mummies, sand, sandstorms, sand dunes, more sand…" The lanky rabbit kicked up one leg behind him and pulled at his salmon-colored overalls. Out poured some sand which grew into a small mound on the circus floor, a token of their trip. Like everyone else, he dripped with sweat; a massive dark spot grew around the crotch and the seat of the denim.

An annoyed Ragatha rolled her eye. “And you do know what it's like?"

“Well, I do now," he said while draining the other leg of sand. “Ain't that right, Rudy?"

The sailor was right next to him, eying Jax while he stretched his legs to get rid of all the sand. He jolted upon hearing his name and saw the tall, gold-toothed rabbit looking at him directly. The permanent blush painted on his porcelain-white cheeks seemed to darken. His darling blue eyes cut away. Per habit, his finger went to a single lock of blonde hair that feathered out from beneath his white sailor cap and its blue ribbon. A crooked smile dimpled his cheeks as his finger looped itself in his hair. “Uhh, yeah, totally. It was hot." He'd missed what they were talking about. Lucky for him, he was in the ballpark.

“I'll say. That was a pretty rough first adventure." Pomni said. “How was it?"

Perspiration drained down the cherubic curves of Rudy's face and tickled down his torso inside his uniform. “It was rough, I guess, but the ones you guys told me about sounded a lot worse. I think I'm OK." Though I might sit out the next one. His gaze carried over to Jax. Well, maybe not if he's going. He noticed Jax was still looking at him with that toothy smile, so he averted his gaze and resumed twirling his hair.

“Ohhhhhhh, trust me. I can do a lot worse!" Caine boomed from above them. He swooped through the air and hovered over Rudy, his latest addition. With his hickory cane gripped in one hand and what could've been a cheery expression on his mouth-and-eyeball head, he told Rudy, “But you did good today! Maybe next time, I'll cook something more your speed. Maybe an adventure on the high seas?"

Rudy had no idea whether that would've been a good one for him or not. He came into the circus with hardly any memories of his past life. For all he knew, his sailor appearance was incidental. “Yeah, sure. That sounds…" Images of sea monsters, typhoons, and combat with pirates came to mind. “…fun."

“Look at you, sailor boy," teased Jax. “Givin' Caine ideas already. Next thing you know you'll be workin' with him making adventures for us." Jax tilted at the waist towards Rudy and nudged him with his elbow. “Just do us all a favor and make them fun and exciting, not hot and dreary like today's was, alright? I like 'em violent, not grinding."

Rudy caught his elbow in the upper arm. So much shorter than Jax, it nearly toppled him over. Just those friendly taps made Rudy's heart seize. His blush grew bigger and redder and the twirl of his hair grew faster. “Y-y-y-y-yeah. I'll… do that." They were close enough to each other for Rudy to smell the sweat on Jax. Rudy peered into the space between his overall straps. There was the outline of his pecs. However shallow, they glistened with perspiration. Rudy imagined the sweat droplets traveling along the rabbit's many topographic lines, down into his…

Rudy gulped hard and averted his gaze again. Meanwhile, Caine was wagging his finger. “Ah, ah, ah. Only I'm allowed to put together universes, though I'm certainly open to suggestion."

“Well, I suggest you give us something easier next time," said Zooble. “I'm going to my room to clean off."

“Yeah, same," chimed Pomni.

“Right behind you guys." Ragatha followed.

Rudy was about to say he'd do the same, though he waited to see if Jax would say something. He didn't, instead putting his hands in his pockets and following the girls into the hall, leaning back like he was kicking a can down the road. With no one else besides the eccentric Caine to keep him company, Rudy decided to follow suit. His finger was out of his hair, but walking behind Jax kept his hands fidgeting together in front of his chest. Once again, he failed to stop his eyes from traveling the rabbit's frame, least of all the pompous backside and puffy purple rabbit tail that sprouted just above it. Something else lingered on the other side, something Rudy had caught glimpses of since first materializing in the circus. It had captured his attention ever since, especially during their escapade in the desert where temperatures rendered Jax a tall, sweaty mess. If I get caught staring, I'm dead, Rudy thought. I shouldn't be in the first place. There are two pretty girls here too, not that I should stare at them. Maybe if I talked to Pomni or Ragatha more I'd-

“Hey, sailor boy."

Jax brought Rudy to a dead halt. He was looking over his shoulder and saw the human quaking in his uniform like he'd been called to combat. Rudy choked out a word. “Y-yeah?"

Jax pointed a thumb at his own door. “Come inside and talk to me."

Rudy's stomach plummeted like a stone. “Oh. Uhh, OK. What… What do you...?"

“Stuff," Jax said for him. “I want to talk about stuff." He turned the knob and pushed the door open without looking at it or stepping closer. His modestly stern mien blossomed into a smile. Whether it was friendly or not remained to be seen. “Come oooooon. I don't bite. I just wanna talk to you. Just us guys."

The knot in Rudy's throat and the trembling in his legs all but kept him frozen. Just say no. It's no big deal. Rudy cracked a grin. “Yeah! Sure." He made his way towards Jax with his finger back to twirling. Dammit!

Jax's smile deepened, thinning those gold and black eyes of his. “Perfect. Won't be long. I just wanna chat." He put a hand on his door to hold it open for Rudy.

“Yeah, that's fine. I wanna chat too, I guess." Rudy drew closer and got his first look into Jax's room. It was surprisingly deep, colored by a violet just a few shades darker than the rabbit himself. On the opposite wall so far away was his bed and its appropriately purple sheets. Rudy drifted past Jax as he entered, through a miasma of sweat and exertion. Relax. He just wants to talk. He just wants to talk. That chant in his head faltered once he felt the presence of Jax's loins buzzing past his beltline like a current of warm water.

Jax let him step all the way inside before closing the door. His always-shifty eyes watched the sailor walk deeper into his room. “Go ahead and have a seat on my bed. Sorry I don't have anywhere else to sit."

Rudy gulped. It had to be the bed. “OK, that's fine." Rudy strode his way deeper into what was starting to feel more like a dungeon than a bedroom. He felt Jax's eyes on him like a laser, no doubt following him every step of the way. Rudy sat on the edge and faced the door where he saw Jax still standing where he had left him. He seemed to be drinking in the image of the young sailor sitting on his bed, perhaps one he'd envisioned in the past once or twice.

Jax made his way towards him. “You comfy?" he asked.

Rudy was sitting with his feet dangling off the edge and his hands balled together in his lap. “Yeah."

“Good. Just relax. Like I said, I just wanna talk." He said it so calmly, and yet that shit-eating grin remained, laden with otherwise intent. It could be felt in the way he strutted towards Rudy, in how his lissome thighs would brush one another. Rudy fought hard, but he couldn't prevent his gaze from falling into Jax's groin the way it did whenever they were together. A wanton bulge in the shape of his manhood jutted from between his legs. It slung down his right thigh, seated against the fabric of his overalls like a sleeping boa. Rudy watched it grow closer with Jax's every step. It sat within a small pool of sweat starting around the swell of his scrotum and going down the shaft, highlighting the shape of his cock helmet. All that and more became clearer to Rudy as the unscrupulously hung rabbit came and sat on the bed next to him. Jax leaned back on his arms and kicked on foot up on to his knee. “So? How was your first adventure?"

Rudy's brain was scrambled by how deep he was within the fog of Jax's odor. The recent

escapade in Egypt felt long ago with this ongoing dialogue with Jax. “It was intense, I guess. Super hot. I'm glad to be out of it, but I think I could do another."

“Yeah, that's about how my first went. You get used to all the crazy shenanigans Caine puts you through. As for me, I try to make every adventure as fun and violent as I can."

Rudy scoffed. “Yeah, I noticed."

“You go on enough of these things and you start trying to make them your own. At least that's what I do. I've never been to any desert like that, at least I don't think I did. It's hot as Hades and there's nothing but sand, but that doesn't mean you can't have fun with it."

“You sure did," Rudy said with a smile. Then a thought came that made him frown. “You said you don't think you've ever been to a desert. You don't remember?"

Jax shook his head. “Not when I was normal in the real world, nah. You?"

Rudy scratched the side of his head, tilting his sailor cap. Naturally his finger went to that lock of hair and began twirling it. “No. It's so weird not having any memories of it, even though I know it's there. It's scary. I don't know if I'll ever get it back."

Jax was dismissive. “Eh, you get used to it. I figure the fellow I was back there is a lot like the one I am in here, minus the whole purple rabbit part. Ain't much changed, and in this place there are a hell of a lot less rules holdin' me back."

That did little in the way of lifting Rudy's spirits. His fingers came down from his hair. “Yeah, that makes sense, I guess."

“You know, talking about when we were humans, I can kind of remember what it was like."

Rudy perked where he sat. “You do?"

“Yeah. I mean like, nothing exact. No memories or anything, but kind of like a feeling of what stuff was like, like how I lived n' stuff."

“Yeah? What do you feel?"

Jax looked up and tapped his chin thoughtfully. “I dunno. I think I was a prostitute."

Rudy's throat clenched. “Oh."

Jax grinned at him. “That's just a feelin' though. Kind of like a past life thing. How 'bout you? You get any of those feelings? Think you sailed the seven seas when you were a wee lad?"

A giggle from Rudy. “Maybe. I dunno." His hand went to a lock of hair and tugged at it, coming dangerously close to twirling it. “It's fuzzy. I don't know what I did or wanted to do. Nothing about being in the navy or anything."

“Ah, I hear you. Think you were a virgin?"

It's a good thing Rudy was looking in the other direction or else Jax would've seen how his eyes nearly bugged out of his skull. His finger, still attached to his hair, went into a wild swirl. “Uhh-uhh… I don't know."

“Oh, come on. It doesn't gotta be a memory or nothin'. Just think about it. Feel it. You every bump uglies with someone?"

Through the face-blistering bluster of such a private subject, Rudy thought about it. The answer floated to the surface, more of a whim than concrete knowledge. “Yeah. I have." He hated how shy his voice sounded.

“OK. With guys or girls?"

The hand not twirling hair gripped the mattress edge. What's next? My mother's maiden name? Rudy thought some more. “Girls."

Jax cocked an eyebrow. “You don't sound too confident about it."

Rudy's finger came off his hair once he forced himself to look at Jax. “No, it was. It was a girl."

“Now you sound disappointed."

That's because I am. “N-no. It's not like that."

“Then how is it?"

“How is what?"

Jax gestured outwardly with his hand. “How is it like knowing you had sex with a girl?"

What is that supposed to mean? “I don't know. Like having sex with anybody, I guess. It's good."

“Hell yeah, it's good. You oughtta try it with a guy."

Rudy's looked away from him again. His grip on the mattress edge was too tight for either hand to twirl his hair. “I don't know about all that. I'm not gay."

“I didn't say you were. I'm just sayin', it ain't a joke when I say I was a prostitute in the real world. I can feel the guys who I hunkered down with. I know my way around a dude better than I know a chick. I know what makes 'em tick. I know what makes 'em feel good."

The image of Jax, still in his rabbit form, in the company of several other men fell into Rudy's mind. The blush on his cheeks spread to the rest of his face. “You sound pretty sure about that."

“It's 'cause I am. Guys like that know what they want. I'm wondering what it is you want."

Rudy gave him a side eye, too embarrassed to show his blushing face. “You want to know what I want?"

“I do, and I think I got a pretty good idea what it is."

Rudy dared to ask. “What is it?"

That shit-eating grin was back in full. Jax leaned back on his arms and arched his back so that his sweat-glistened chest was thrusted. “I think you want me."

With that flamboyant gesture Rudy caught the under slot of Jax's pec, that and the sheen of perspiration he wanted to taste so desperately. He tried playing it cool, but in the opening syllable of his rebuttal was a flustered inhale. “Tha-at's awfully presumptuous of you."

“It's not presumptuous if it's true. I've seen the way you look at me. I see the way you're looking at me right now." He tucked his thumb under one of the suspenders and pulled it off him, exposing more of that sweaty man pec. “Like what you see?"

Rudy didn't want to know how he looked at that moment. His eyes made an inevitable trip into Jax's musculature before darting back into the mischievous rabbit's black and gold gaze. “I don't think that's any of your business."

Jax's thumb slid to the bottom of the suspender. With just a casual flick the hook was off its button. Click. The strap went slithering over his shoulder. That part of the bib sagged, fully exposing that dark plum nipple of his. “It is if it's me you're looking at, gay boy."

Now Rudy's face got really red. He ripped his attention from Jax's nip so hard his whole head jerked downwards. “I'm not gay," he grumbled under his breath.

“Whatever you say, Rudy. Just letting you know that the offer's on the table." There came another clicking sound.

Rudy could sense Jax's growing nudity just a few feet away. He couldn't keep his eyes averted even if his life depended on it. He looked up and saw Jax's bib had fallen, exposing the chiseled and sweaty topography of his chest. Rudy felt ready to hyperventilate. “What offer?" he asked quietly.

Jax just smiled. “You know damn well what offer."

Indeed, Rudy did. He also knew what the answer was. He could recognize that much by now but admitting it aloud would prove a totally different monster. “Why are you doing this?" he asked in a choked voice.

“Simple. 'Cause I want to do it with you too."

Rudy's eyes lit up. “You do?"

“Hell yeah, I do. Cute boy like you can't be wagging all that ass around and not expect to get anything out of it. You don't notice me checking you out all the time?"

Rudy squirmed his butt a little. “N-No. Is… my ass really that big?" He knew it was. Part of him wanted to hear Jax say it.

Jax gave him his wish. “Yeah, it is."

A knot in Rudy's tummy. His toes curled in their shoes. “Oh," he said flatly.

“Are you going to let me see it?"

“Huh?"

“I said, are you going to let me see it? I showed you my sweaty chest. Throw me a bone, c'mon." His tone bled impatience and entitlement, typical of the rabbit.

“Uh, well… I mean…" Rudy scratched his nose and resumed twirling his hair. “I've never done… anything like that."

“Well, there's a first time for everything. Meanwhile, mind helping me out of these overalls?"

“What?"

“You heard me." Jax pulled his legs up onto the bed and pivoted on his bum so he could lie back with his head on the pillows. With his legs open and towards Rudy he flashed that obnoxious cock bulge of his. “Pull it down my legs. It's hot and I want out of it." He saw the shocked hesitation on Rudy's face. “What? It's my bed. Either help me out or leave. Up to you."

How enticing it all was, the man Rudy had been ogling for so long openly and explicitly telling him to help strip. It would've been so easy just to come crawling over and pull Jax's overalls off. The hard part was moving from where he sat, either to relieve his potential partner of his clothes or to get off the bed and leave. Don't do it. You're not gay. This is ridiculous. But he could not ignore Jax's mound of manflesh swelling its way into his attention like it always did. Plus, there was that snide look on his face. When he asked Rudy to help him out of his clothes, he knew the sailor would except.

His willy hard like diamond, Rudy gulped and pulled his legs up onto the bed to begin crawling over to Jax whose smile deepened. “Atta boy. Help get these stupid overalls off. Get yourself an eyeful. A noseful too while you're at it." Rudy already had much of both once he knelt between Jax's open legs. That wall of odor was thick to the point of impenetrable. An aura of arrogance and swagger radiated off Jax's cock, intimidating the lad. Rudy might not have made the next move if not for Jax telling him what to do. “Grab the ankles, gay boy. Here, I'll help." Jax closed his legs so Rudy could obey. Face ablaze, Rudy did so and clutched the pantlegs by their bottoms. He tugged hard, and gradually the denim made a descent across the rabbit's body to unveil more of that exquisite, sweaty façade.

Rudy had trouble focusing on the task while more of Jax's lissome torso came to bare. It was more complicated than just pulling with that billboard of nicely hewn muscles peeking back at him. First came those dark violet nipples and the slate pecs they stood atop. Beneath was a row of abs and a disciplined trunk. The suspender straps bounced along the trenches woven through Jax's stomach. That huge bulge, now at the stomach of the overalls, crept ever so closer to being free at last. Rudy wasn't breathing. He kept tugging at Jax's pant legs while his eyes remained fixed on Jax's crotch. It neared the bib, and Rudy came to a stop. His hands were clutched around two fistfuls of denim, but they could pull no more.

Jax took pleasure in his hesitation. “Here. Let me do the rest for you." His gloved hands stuck the thumbs into the bib and gave it one last shove down his crotch. The penis, a tremendous log of virulent purple flesh woven with veins and muscle, bounced outwards from his right thigh, catapulted from the tightness of his britches. Rudy physically jumped backwards, all that dick pouncing at him like a predator. Jax did him the favor of hoisting it upright with one hand. He stroked it with just his thumb and middle finger to demonstrate its awesome stature, that which Rudy felt glowing on his face like the sun, just as resplendent. Jax leaned his head over to smirk at the gobsmacked Rudy. “Well? Everything you thought it'd be or what?"

Rudy's own manhood, something that felt woefully small all the sudden, clenched hard in his slacks. He clamped his knees together and tightened the grip on Jax's overalls. “Y-yeah… Holy %$@&... You're huge."

“Yeah, I know I am. Keep on pulling those pants down. You ain't done."

“Oh yeah, sorry." Rudy found the energy to hurriedly pull Jax's overalls the rest of the way off him. Jax slid his long, plump legs out and spread them into a broad chevron shape. At their center was the crudely parted canyon between his buttocks where a softly broadened pucker of dark purple flesh winked at Rudy. His balls, a pair of obese plums sat in a half-wrinkled purse, was the cherry on top.

Jax gave a joyful wiggle to his toes and peeled both his gloves off. One hand returned to his pecker and massaged it. “Ahhhhhh, that's better. Much better. Don't you think?"

A malfunctioning Rudy knelt there dumb and in shock, barely able to muster a thought beyond the plump shape of Jax's backside and the ornery star he could see tweak and clench. The smell was at its most intense, set free by the removal of Jax's overalls and left to melt what was left of Rudy's cognizance. His hands remained clutched around the discarded denim which he used to cover the bitty tent growing out of his lap. “Eeeeyueah…" was the sound he made in agreement with Jax.

Jax just kept touching himself slowly and letting the immensity of his pecker do the talking. The deep magenta color of his cock head sat more than a foot higher than the root. The skin beneath it would crinkle when Jax's fingers lifted towards it. “Get rid of that," he said in a low, sensuous tone, referring to his overalls. “Come here. I know you want a closer look." That Rudy couldn't deny, not with how red his face was and how hard he was staring. He let go of the overalls and pushed them off his lap. There was his stiffy poking into the cup of his pants, mustering what small amount of pride it could while in the presence of something beyond massive and majestic. Jax grinned at the sight of it. “What's that I see? Ready to bust out of that uniform too?"

Embarrassment clawed at Rudy's heart as his thighs attempted to close around his boner. “Maybe, yeah. I kinda can't help it."

“Yeah, neither can I, not with your sweet ass sitting on my bed." That got Rudy's tummy in a twist. “Now get over here and have a taste, gay boy. Stop stalling."

Rudy wasn't sure what disgusted him more, Jax's pompous attitude, or that he almost said “Yes sir" in response to it. Rudy came crawling closer until he all but felt the heat of Jax's loins on his face. That monolithic pecker stood upright in his hand, awaiting tribute. Rudy had much to give, but he didn't know where or how to start. He could do little besides kneel there and admire Jax's cock up close, taking note of its vascular texture and that angrily flared cock muscle.

“Touch it," Jax said with a tinge of impatience. “Be gentle. I know you're excited. I don't want you ripping it off."

“R-right. Sorry."

“Less words, gay boy. Make it up to me with those soft hands of yours."

Rudy's fists were balled up in his lap, near where his stiffy raged. It took some effort prying one away and reaching for Jax's pole. At last, he had it in hand, that bulging muscle burning hot against his palm like it had been in the sun, thrumming with vitality. A lively shiver blossomed from Rudy's hand and through his whole body. He closed his grip around that barbarous circumference, barely able to touch his middle finger to the thumb. Jax let go of it and folded his hands behind his head. He kicked back to enjoy the sight of the faggot now making merry with his cock.

What few bits of hesitation that kept Rudy modest evaporated with the gentle up and down stroke of his hand. What a journey it was, going from hilt to head. All that dick, long kept covered, now his to explore. He did so with eyes glossed by wonder and cheeks redder than ever. He mesmerized himself with the lazy wag of Jax's rod as his hand would travel its full length, massaging his palm on its velvety underside and the pulse which hammered away just beneath. Out gushed a single tear of precum from the tip. It sat there thin and glassy, on the verge of drooling down that inner notch in the glans for when another throb would let free Jax's arousal. Rudy breathed through a slackened mouth, piling on that raunchy smell of sweaty body onto his tongue and down his throat.

Jax let out a long, happy purr. “You got soft hands. Feels good."

Rudy almost forgot there was a man on the other side of such a giant dick. He deflected his gaze from the grinning rabbit, though not without stalling the rhythm of his hand strokes. “Thanks. I've… never done this before."

“You coulda fooled me. You've got a nice touch, but what I'm really waiting for is what that mouth can do."

Rudy had already pictured himself gobbing on Jax's scepter many times now, but with the opportunity screaming at him he was slow to react. “I… I don't know."

“I do," Jax said firmly, the impatience growing. “Open that mouth and get to work. Gotta lotta sweat to clean up. I see you sniffin' it. Go ahead and get a taste like I said."

Rudy couldn't claim that he didn't want to, not with every possible sign available that he did. Jax could've learned a thing or two about respect, but Rudy wouldn't deny how hot the rabbit's denigrations made him. He focused on that towering pole one last time before leaning forward and putting face into the thick of Jax's crotch area. Every inhale was like a blowtorch to the senses, the foulest of it billowing from Jax's puckered tailhole. It beckoned Rudy's attention as well, but right now he had a cock to worship, and he was one devout follower. He closed his face in on it with open lips which fell upon the underside of Jax's glans. That intense body heat sweltered through Rudy's mouth, across his tongue and into his throat. With it was a crude taste, coppery and acrid, that of the thin precum layer covering Jax's cock head. Rudy's throat tightened. A body-wide shudder made his nipples hard and his penis throb. His lips tightened and gave Jax's dick a tiny smooch.

“That's it, gay boy," cooed Jax, grinning from ear to ear. “Get your fill."

Rudy was working on it, having escalated from gentle kisses to full laps of the tongue, those which traveled the full gamut of Jax's cock muscle. With each pass of his tongue along that girthy cock muscle he would let loose a haughty exhale. Every so often a small sound would escape, a tiny note of enjoyment matching what contorted his mien into something desperate. He lathered that pole with zealous dedication, leaving no part of it untasted. His hand gripped it by the base with a certain firmness like he was afraid it'd go away. Jax had no such intentions, having too much fun watching the dough faced sissy slobber on his cock.

“Yeah, that's nice. Lick that big dick, boy," huffed the rabbit. Pangs of delight would spring when Rudy's tongue glanced that notch of nerves buried in the crown. Some involuntary throbs would bring out more precum, each droplet readily gobbled up by the musk-drunk sailor. One hand reached out from behind his head and palmed Rudy's cranium, knocking off his sailor cap and sending it tumbling to the floor. He grabbed himself a fistful of soft, blonde hair at the same time Rudy was tasting the folds on Jax's scrotum. He could suffer the human's teasing for only a while before a hiss sucked in through his teeth. “Come on, you can do more than that. Put your mouth on it. Get sucking."

Rudy pulled his face away with a soft pant. If his face had felt hot before, it was like being in an oven now. A mask of sweat made his rosy cheeks shine in the dull bedroom light. His tongue and mouth rang with the texture of Jax's cock flesh after having raked it so thoroughly. He wanted badly to bury his face in that pillowy ballsack, to fit one of those burdensome plums between his lips and suckle them taut on their cords. Too bad he'd been given a command, one he was eager to obey. Goading him more keenly than just the sumptuous girth of Jax's cock so perfectly fit for his mouth was the single glassy tear of juice which trickled its way down that vascular muscle running the center.

Rudy craned his head above it all, mouth agape, and swallowed the head. “Nnf~" His eyes closed as he drifted away in the pompous masculinity now imposed on his mouth with all its authority and sway. He heard a delighted groan from above and felt a rumble when Jax's core muscles seized on reflex. “Aww, yeah. That's nice. Soft hand, softer mouth. Hnn… You were built for this shit, boy."

Rudy confirmed as much by descending further down Jax's shaft, the soft pink ring of his lips enveloping the few inches below the glans. It was what he could manage given Jax was already at the gates of his throat, unloading that wholesome flesh taste right into his throat. Rudy's head came back up and then down again in a slow bob. Timid whimpers hummed through his nose while the wet slurps and smacks ripped out from his lips. “Nnn… Mmf… Hnnn… Nnn… Nnn…" Schh… Shhp… Schllk… Shlllp… He grew relaxed, letting go the severe tightness in his throat and the rest of his body. Thinking about the weight of all that meat in his mouth, its musty flavor, and the appreciative tones coming from the man Rudy was trying to please helped. Rudy established a smooth and even tempo of head bobs that had his whole body moving.

“Ahhhhh, yeah. That's %$@&in' awesome. Yeah, suck it." Jax's hand returned to the top of Rudy's head. He started pushing and pulling to assert a longer, deeper cadence which threatened to plug Rudy's gullet. Rudy's face scrunched up and blushed harder, but he offered nothing in the way of resisting, not when he was enjoying it so much too. “%$@&. Ahhh, that's so good." Jax scrunched his eyes shut and let out a growl. “Ah $&@%~! Yeah, I'm gonna cum. Hahhhh… Keep it up."

The very thought of Jax cumming in his mouth hit Rudy like a freight train. His muffled moans grew louder. “Mmm. Mmmm! Nnnnn… Hnnnn…" With the tightening of his lips the suction noises turned downright rude. He didn't have to move his head, not with Jax manipulating it so firmly. Rudy was jabbed all the way down to the throat. He gagged once or twice, though it went unnoticed Jax who was on the brink of busting.

Those onyx pupils in Jax's eyes rolled back into his head before being covered by his tightened lids. “Hahhh! I'm close. %$@&! Huuuhhhnnnn~!" The cock muscle imploded suddenly, coming back with a terrific pulse which fired loose a fat rope of cum into the back of Rudy's mouth. Coppery love nectar swam into the recesses of his throat, bugging the eyes out of his sockets and blowing his cheeks out. Lucky for him, Jax didn't hold him there. Rudy was pulled off by his hair. His mouth came off with a wet pop and a gasp, leaving the roof of his mouth in the trajectory of a second cum rope. Jax kept the pressure on by furiously jerking his dick by the neck and aiming it right at Rudy's mouth. He kept it open for the duration of Jax's climax, catching each comet of nut which struck his palate and built atop his twitching tongue amid the sighs, flexes, and drools of his maw.

“Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh, yeeeaaaaaah," growled Jax while watching his opus streak itself on the inside of Rudy's face. When he had rubbed out the last cum pearl he began hammering Rudy's bottom lip with his cock head. Pap-pap-pap-pap-pap-pap! “Swallow that up, gay boy."

Rudy flinched away and closed his mouth. So much nut had accumulated that it made just sealing his lips hard. A streak of his filed down his lip and chin where Jax had splatted it on directly. It took a couple half gulps, but eventually Rudy downed the load. His face was bunched up as if in disgust, but the blissful heat falling into his tummy and radiating throughout his flesh as a million fizzling joy droplets brought anything but. His penis was hard like diamond in his underwear, no longer bashful in the way it tented the fabric. He let his mouth open again and breathed hard, eager for more Jax to taste.

Jax let go of his hair and patted his cheek. His pecker slumped back onto his gut, quickly losing its firmness. “Good slut. How was your first blowie?"

Rudy had to catch his breath. A single strand of spit sloughed from the parabola of his bottom lip hung dumb by the shock of the fact he'd just sucked a man's dick. Any doubt that he was gay or at the very least bisexual was shattered by the smack of Jax's nut against the roof of his mouth. The taste lingered something vengeful, glowing on his tongue and in the back of his throat. Rudy closed his mouth and wiped his chin clean. “Yeah… I liked it, I think."

“You think? You're a fucking pro. No way that was your first time."

Rudy didn't feel like thinking too hard lest some memory of sucking dick float to the surface of his mind. “I mean, I think it was. I'm pretty sure, at least."

“Whatever you say, gay boy. Tell you what, I see you bricked up in those pants. Do us both a favor and get rid of them. I'm trying to see all that ass you've got finally."

Rudy thought he'd never ask, though it wasn't like he needed the rabbit's permission. Or do I? I'm doing everything he says. It's not like I'm going to say no at this point. Nor did he plan to at the time he started pulling his white sailor jacket up and over his head. Out was his pudgy and pale torso. The soft breeze of bedroom air plus Jax's adventurous eyes chilled his nipples taut. Rudy straightened upright on his knees to begin wriggling the slacks down his bulbous hips. Out poked his measly pecker, a budding limb of rigid meat looking excited for whatever came next. Rudy felt Jax's eyes on it keenly while peeling his pants down his legs. They were tossed off the bed unceremoniously, leaving a perfectly nude Rudy to be scrutinized.

“Mmhmm, I like that~" purred Jax. “You look even cuter naked."

Rudy squirmed his feet around beneath his butt. His fists were bunched up atop his lap, trying not to cover up his shame. He gave a bashful “Thanks".

“I'd bend you over and fuck you right now, but your mouth did the job of making it go soft, so we're going to have to wait a minute. In the meantime…" Jax scooted back down towards Rudy so that all of his back was flat on the mattress with just his head resting on the pillows. He hoisted his legs up and out into the air, parting the haunches and revealing that crinkled crater that sat between. “Go ahead and lick up all that sweat down there. Use your tongue. Get me nice and clean."

Rudy had caught glimpses of Jax's pucker before, each time earning a soft spark of something like aroused nausea. Now it was aimed at him in full, tweaking out and winking at him with the erratic pulse of Jax's floor muscle. The purple tinted flesh all around it- those dedicated curves of soft padding -was soaked in sweat. The ever-present smell was joined by the raunchier, heartier reek that was Jax's backdoor. It should've revolted Rudy, every bit of it, and yet that horny demand to get in deep rang through his mind and in his pecker more loudly than anything else, especially the nullified desire to keep his dignity intact.

Rudy shuffled onto his stomach, eyes fixed on Jax's pucker. Back in the miasma's epicenter, face so close that he could count each leathery wrinkle and soft rabbit hair, Rudy closed his eyes and put his face into the trenches. He went nose-first into Jax's taint, sinking his nose ever so gently into that ridge of dense sex flesh. His lips fell upon the asshole's upper fringe. Jax's nuts rested on the bridge of his nose, one orb in front of each eye. He inflated his lungs to the max in one, long huff. Snffffffffffffff. A roundhouse kick to the brain. Hot, steamy man sweat pressed against his face and burned his olfactory. He let out a long groan, then unleashed his tongue to begin dragging it up that great swathe of Jax booty.

“Jesus Christ," hooted Jax. “You really are a %$@&ing slut." His hand went back to his penis to begin lazily stroking it back to life. “Keep licking, loser. Gonna be a while 'til this thing gets hard."

Rudy could wait. Indeed, an eternity could've been spent huffing, licking, suckling away all that decadent Jax juice. His head made a sawing motion up and down the depth of Jax's canyon, snorting and licking as he went. That taut crater would twitch with his every pass and pinch his tongue as if goading him into further degrading himself. He did so zealously. Every curve and corner were dug into. There came muffled groans and sharp snorts. The few breaths he took not through his nose punched him in the throat like some errant finger sticking itself down there.

He wanted more. His tongue found the pucker again and began orbiting it in a tight circle. He pleasured himself on its rough texture and the way it would twitch and bulge on him. The surrounding buttocks and the rest of Jex was a barrage of soft jerks and jolts both chaotic and concerted, a reward for Rudy's enthusiasm. His nose remained as busy as his tongue was. Snifffff. “Nnnn…" Sniffffffffff. “Nnnnnnnnnn~"

“Yeah, huff those nuts, boy." Jax scoffed. “Not gay, says the fellow with his tongue up my ass. Tell you what, why don't you put my balls in your mouth? They need cleaning too. Get to it, loser."

A good sailor follows orders. His mouth climbed up and gobbled up a good hunk of Jax scrote. “Nomf." One egg was passed through his lips and suckled on. His tongue made its usual trips around its healthy circumference, allowing no fragment unwetted. The upper half of Rudy's lazy, sex-drunken face peered over where Jax's fist was busy pumping his dick, making the sack bounce against Rudy's sealed lips. Jax had his head lifted so he could watch. Rudy saw his perpetually devious face from a low angle, one he'd secretly hoped to see for some time.

“Yeah… Keep sucking. Hnnnn… We're getting there."

But Rudy didn't want to get there. He wanted an excuse to caress Jax's nads in his maw, to huff, snort, and lap away at that smorgasbord of bodily smells and tastes. He could find solace the return of Jax's erection in that it meant he could please it some more. Whatever part of his body would be required, he was ready to supply it. The time was coming soon. He could sense as much with Jax's pulse working hard to pump life back into an erection. Until it was back, Rudy would milk the rest of his time between Jax's legs by greedily reaping what he could.

Jax was hard again, but he wasn't going to tell Rudy yet. It was too much fun just feeling and watching him dig his face up into his ass like a drunken sissy, the veneer of being a self-respecting man having crumbled under the weight of Jax's body and stench. He gave Rudy just a couple more minutes before getting his attention with a couple pats on the head. “Hey, gay boy. That's enough. My dick's been hard for a few minutes now."

Rudy had noticed already. He'd been waiting for Jax's command with the same dread of someone having woken up before their alarm, taking glances at it in bed as the minutes ticked on. Rudy pried his face out of the crack, the entire bottom half of it steaming with the smell. His mouth was kept open to breathe some more of it in while a stalactite of spittle hung from the tip of his tongue. “OK… OK," he huffed, his senses coming back slowly.

“You did a good job. You really did a number down there. Like eating ass that much, huh?"

Rudy nodded dumbly. “Yes sir." Sir. It came out on accident, though it had been teetering on the end of his tongue for some time now.

Jax cackled. “Yeah, I thought so. Keep calling me 'sir' and you'll get far, slut." Jax scooted away from him and sat up with his pecker towering from his lap once again. “Turn around. On your hands and knees. Show me that ass, boy."

Rudy felt his anus pucker. “Yes sir…" He pivoted on his knees away from Jax and got on his fours like he was told. That plump, shiny backside glared at Jax in all its blinding white rotundity. At the center of its divide was the softly dilated crater marking where his backdoor was. His fruit hung below, neatly bundled in their purse and covering his erection which began to ooze precum. He felt Jax lingering behind him, absorbing every curve of his backside like a predator ready to pounce. Rudy started to shiver, his mind especially bothered by the presence of Jax's huge cock. He wanted to look back at it and the rabbit it was attached to but couldn't bring himself to so much as tilt his head that way.

“Oh yeah. That's %$@&ing terrific." Jax brought his hand up and clapped it down on Rudy's right buttock, rippling the flesh throughout it and his thigh. Rudy squeaked and began to shiver as Jax began squeezing and groping him, admiring the way his fingers sank into that bountiful hemisphere of dough. “Look at the ass on you. You've got some to spare for all of us. I bet you make the girls jealous." An embarrassed Rudy was about to thank him before he received an open-palmed swat across the haunch which brought out a loud “eep" and made his whole behind jiggle. Rudy's cock throbbed out a tear of precum which bled onto the sheet to create a thin, slimy thread between the two.

Jax scooted closer to the sailor, his dick bouncing along the way until he grabbed it and laid it down the stretch of Rudy's ass crack. A terrible shudder rolled through the human. His teeth rattled and his nipples turned stiff again. Jax did him the pleasure of grabbing him by the hip with one hand and sawing his cock back and forth with a slow grind of the hips. Seeing the doughy haunch flesh part around his cock muscle was almost as good as its tender embrace.

It shook Rudy something awful. His guts churned and the muscles in his limbs quaked. The soles of his feet crinkled when his toes curled. Finally, he looked back over his shoulder at Jax, spotting his pecker seated atop his ass like a flag planted atop a summit. “God…" Rudy said with a shuddering voice. “I… I want you to %$@& me."

“Is that right?" Jax maintained his leisurely grind up and down Rudy's trench. “Why don't you show me, gay boy. Back it up. Show me what that ass can do."

“I…" Rudy looked Jax in the eye. “I don't know… How am I supposed to?"

“Just push it back on me. Come on, it ain't that hard. You suck dick like a pro. This is way easier. Just go easy. All that junk in your trunk's fit to launch me through the wall."

Rudy gulped. “OK." Sounds easy enough. And so it was, evident by the ease with which he descended Jax's pole and onto his pelvis. That mighty fuck stick rumbled its way up to the zenith of his haunches before making a return when Rudy moved back forward, propelling himself on his knees. A happy murr came out when he found himself enjoying the feel of Jax's cock again. The churn of his guts ebbed into something more pleasant, the abject desire for Jax to fuck him stupid, to fill his guts and throw his back out. Rudy went fluidly like was asked of him, though not without some erotic flair. His hips would twirl, flick, and bounce at the same rhythm he traveled Jax's length. Much like his fellatio, his movements came naturally, bound to him by some looming past of a man well oriented with the same sex.

Jax was impressed, unable to keep his hands from slithering about Rudy's ass while it swayed and swung across his dick. “Yeah, throw it back for me, baby." He reeled back for another spank, this one blazing across the upper slope of Rudy's cheek and crashing it into its twin. It got a happy whimper, plus some elevated effort on the grinding. “Damn, that's so %$@&ing hot."

Rudy felt ready to melt into the mattress. “Nnn… You're so big. I can't… I can't help it." He peered back at Jax one last time, enlisting his best pair of puppy eyes. “You gotta %$@& me. Please."

That shit-eating grin grew into the biggest Rudy had ever seen it. “Sure thing, gay boy." He put a halt to Rudy's gyrations with a firm grip on his hip. The other hand maintained control of his fuck stick so that he could pull it in line with Rudy's vulnerable hole now laid bare by Jax pulling one cheek aside with his thumb. With eyes on that dainty pink star Jax slid his obelisk forth, smothering the taut portal with his cock head and sinking into it slowly. He met some resistance, more sincerely felt by Rudy who gasped sharply. That single nudge into his pucker was like a locomotive of sensations which churned, pulled, and rippled up his guts. He started shivering hard with quick squeaking sounds coming out of him for every second Jax applied more pressure.

Jax enjoyed the sight of his pecker head being swallowed. The wrinkles in Rudy's hole flattened out and began to dilate. He did Rudy the favor of sticking his thumb into the crack and pulling some of the sphincter aside. It did the job in allowing the tip to slide the rest of the way in, gaping Rudy to his awesome girth. A sigh hummed through Jax's nose as he used the hand that had pulled Rudy's haunch aside to rub it around his back. “Ohhhhh yeah. That's nice n' tight. Mmmm. I can get used to this."

Rudy was in the middle of doing just that. He was stretched something awful, almost to his absolute. His ring was like a beacon of intense pressure radiating discomfort throughout his backside which quivered steadily. Beneath it all was a bedrock of delight, his innate desire for Jax to go deeper and fuck him like he'd promised. Only the head was inside and yet it felt like he'd been penetrated to the balls already. A shaking Rudy whimpered. “Huhhh! Nyuhhh… Huhhh… %$@&… Jax… Oh God…"

“That's right. Say my name, baby. I ain't even started %$@&ing you yet." He gave Rudy's ass another spank. “Let me hear you beg for this dick. Ask nicely and I'll give you some more."

Rudy's teeth had sunken into his lip from the smack. He didn't have to see to know how read it was from Jax's abuse. “G-God… Jax… %$@& me, please. Huhhhh… You're so %$@&ing big. I… I want more… Please. %$@& me. God, %$@&ing give it to me."

Some boisterous laughter out of Jax. “Geez, that was even worse than I thought. Calm down, slut." Another spank, this one harder than the last. Thwack! Rudy squeaked. Jax grabbed him by the hips with both hands. “Here it comes, gay boy." And so it did with Jax's slow and arduous push. His fat, violet cock vanished inside Rudy's ass, inch by glistening inch choked by that exquisitely tight warmth. Seconds into his journey and only half was inside, leaving a great deal of vascular length between Rudy and Jax's balls. It was enough for them both, Rudy having gone into a fit of girly moans and whimpers now that his boy spot had been crushed.

It was like a firestorm of delight deep in his bum, a blinding glow which radiated onto his cock and balls now leaking a solid column of precum. His mouth was agape, unable to bite back the shrill gasps and moans which came out of him automatically. “Huh! Uh! Nyuh! Huh! Uhhhh!" The discomfort, though still present and just as intense, was not merely out shone by the delight of having such a huge dick in his ass but also added to it. The rapid shaking which beset all four limbs had him ready to sink into the mattress where his feeble little hands clutched the sheets for dear life. “Huhhh! Jax… Deeper… Please… Yes. More. More~"

Jax was going through a struggle of his own with how tight Rudy was. His smile had crumpled into a gritted sneer. More sweat poured down his skin and dripping off his chin. “Hnn… You want more? Hah… I'll give you more. Mph. Slut." He drilled the rest of the way with a forward heave and a jerk on Rudy's hips. Thhh-Plap! Rudy's ass blubber flattened against his pelvis. Their balls smushed together, one so much bigger and greater than the other. Rudy's head threw back and let out a doleful wail. He felt it all the way up in his tummy where his guts had to stretch and shift around that awesome breeding tool now pulsing inside him to claim its territory.

Jax went to work fucking his brains out. First slow, then faster, then harder. Plap. Plap. Plap. Plap. PLAP. PLAP. PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP! He enlisted the force of his entire lower body, swinging his plump purple butt out behind him and then swinging it home with a clench of his glutes which made the haunches dimple. His grip on Rudy pulled and pushed in tandem with each thrust, making sure to keep even strokes. Everything to the glans would slide out, lathered in Rudy's inner moisture, before crashing back home. His crotch orbs swung out behind him when he thrusted, their flight coming to a violent end on the back of Rudy's. Jax's eyes rolled upwards as a look of pure pleasure melted his features. “Ahhhhhhh.... Hfff… That's so %$@&ing good. Hrnn… Yeah~"

Rudy expressed similar sentiments, albeit much more loudly and dramatically. His body rocked hard from the pounding, absorbing each strike from behind and having the curves of dough that defined his ass and thighs waving and bouncing. The delight had blown into something crippling. Surges of it came when Jax would crash past his boy buzzer, now beaten and broken into putty from the barrage. Poor Rudy could do nothing but cry out and beg for more. The strength had bled out from his arms, leaving him to crumple forward with his face on the sheets and his ass up in the air. “Huhhhh! YES! Oh %$@&! Huhhhh! Jex! Oh God! Huhhhh! Huhhhhh… %$@& me… Yes! %$@& me. Pleeeeeeease!. Ohhhhhhhhh…"

Jax was huffing and puffing through clenched teeth, though he managed a chuckle. “Hnn. Yeah, bitch. Say my… Nnn… %$@&ing name. Ahh… Let me hear. Take this dick and tell me how good it feels."

Rudy was quickly losing the capacity to enunciate with his growing ecstasy, though the noises he made told enough. An appropriate reaction given how virulently Jax was fucking him. There was raw power behind it, something like a lustful wrath for having denied the rabbit this ass for so long. Rudy could curse himself given how much he was loving it. Jax's grunts, the crunch of his muscles, the smell, the impacts, the drill of his cock deep inside Rudy which blinded all other thoughts and sensations. Rudy was in heaven, crying and whimpering with his hands clawing at the sheets like the little bitch he was, Jax's name on his lips.

Jax, without slowing his roll, slid his hands further up Rudy's torso until he held him by the trunk. This brought him at a bend for better penetration. Rudy's head and face was being shoved into the mattress under the vehemence of each thrust, muffling his moans for brief moments. Jax stopped pulling on him, relying instead on the force of his humps alone. It meant going slower, but allowed a much deeper, harder drill into the gummy, clenching depths of Rudy's ass. PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! Jax let out an angry growl from the depths of his throat. “Hrnnnnnnnnnnghhh, %$@&! Ahhh… Ahhhh… You like this dick, gay boy? Huhhh? Ahhh… You gonna cum? You gonna cum on this dick?"

It should've been obvious with all of Rudy's screaming. He'd already announced to the whole circus what he and Jax were up to by this point. Precum jetted out of his willy with each thrust. The muscles in his ass and thighs had already begun to quiver. There was hardly any need to say he was going to cum. It was written across his body and in his tone. Still, Jax wanted to hear him say it, to make it clear who was the bitch between them and whose massive cock was establishing that. “Yeeeeeeees~!" hollered the gay boy. “I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! Gonna cum. Yes! YES Oh Gooooood… Jaaaaaaaax…"

Another evil cackle from Jax. “That's it, baby girl. Cum on this dick. Cum hard. Let me see you do it."

His wish was soon granted. With the inevitable climb of Rudy's pleasure came an ethereal climax blowing out of him full force, painting the sheets in a collage of milky pearl whips rope by rope. His voice climbed into a shrill caterwaul before degenerating into a fit of ugly shudders and gasps. The whole of his body started convulsing, most violently within his buttocks and thighs. He flew on a cloud of bliss propelled by dopamine now splurging through his mind and body. Through it all Jax was still fucking the daylights out of him to maintain that Alpine high and draw himself towards his own impending orgasm.

“Theeeeeeeere we go~" cooed Jax. “That's a good girl. Cumming for daddy. Yeeeaahhh. Hahhhh… Aw %$@&… I ain't that far behind you." His mien scrunched into a look of fury, the wrinkles highlighting his clenched jaw and squinted eyes. He delivered his last few plunges with a growing growl which exploded into a full-on roar. His hips careened forth onto Rudy's rump, flattening the haunches and sinking to the balls which he kept glued to Rudy's. It coincided with a theatrical backwards toss of the head. “HRRRRRNNNGGGH~~~!!!" His load spewed forth with authority, that Goliath cock vein imploding and swelling with audible squirsh sounds. His nads, however heavy, lifted on their cords inside his purse, crinkling the skin like how his buttocks caved in around his deeply clenched glutes. Though his pelvis was shoved forward as far as it would go, he managed a few quick twitches which came to the beat of his cock throbs.

Rudy felt all of it pour onto his guts, that warm, molten love batter squelching about his insides and endowing him with its divine and loving warmth. Though his orgasm had petered out, Jax's creampie ensured an elongated euphoria which maintained the jiggling vibration in Rudy's ass and leg muscles. He let out a sardonic, throaty groan in tune with Jax's roar. Eyes rolled into his head, lips and jaw slack, slobber oozing onto the sheet to join what other body fluids were already there, Rudy was in heaven.

So was Jax who was left sweating and panting in that half-stooped position behind Rudy with his cock buried to the hilt. His chest rose and fell sharply. Stars came close to dancing in his eyes along with the pangs of happy chemicals sparking off in his brain. “Hahhhh… Huhhhh… Huhhhh… Holy %$@&. God damn… That was %$@&ing incredible. Hahhhh…" He stood upright and took a deep breath. “Whew! Looks like you enjoy it too, slut. What do you think?" He gave Rudy a spank to bring him back to reality, though it got nothing more than a weak grunt from the bottom currently drowning in good feelings. “Yeah, that's what I thought. I have that kind of effect on fellas."

Jax grabbed his dick by the root and made a slow retreat from Rudy's bum. Half-chubbed and getting softer, it came out glazed in cum and grime, a great deal of which sat congealed in a ring around the base. Rudy's badly beaten pucker bowed every inch of the way before popping open around the glans and falling shut finally, though not in time to stop a sinful glorp of thickish cum from bubbling free with a sick plop sound.

“Ah!" squeaked Rudy. He could feel a tear of Jax's cum tickling its way down his taint and onto his balls. The vast majority of it continued to squish and slosh about his innards, hot and thick. The flesh rang with the aftershock of Jax's pounding and the void it left behind. It was dreadfully sore and would be for some time now that the ecstasy was starting to wane. However bad it was, there was still that incredible afterglow which had him stupefied, a blithering mess of twitches and whimpers too dumb to so much as concoct a thought.

Jax used his thumb to pry Rudy's hole apart. More ivory ichor came gurgling out which generated another gasp and shiver. “Mmm, that's %$@&ing beautiful. That's what I like to see." He let go and gave Rudy's ass some friendly pats. “How you feelin'? You still with us, slut?"

“Mmmm…" Rudy slumped over on his side. His legs were too numb and jittery to so much as kneel on. He was left to roll over and lean on his arms with his softened pecker slumped atop his purse. “Yeah. %$@&… I feel fantastic. That was so good."

Jax was still holding his own deflated member and bouncing it absentmindedly as if taunting Rudy. “I could tell. So much for being straight, eh?"

Rudy blushed and looked away. “Shut up."

“No, I don't think I will." Jax picked his feet up and stood up. He produced his hand for Rudy to take as if to help him up too. Rudy was hesitant, but he accepted the offer and made to stand up. Jax stopped him. “Ah, ah. No. On your knees."

Rudy was in the middle of getting his feet beneath him. He looked up at Jax, surprised and confused. He's still going? After a moment of squatting there frozen, Rudy tilted forward on his feet and came to rest on his knees as commanded. He was eye level with Jax's pendulum, made to study its thin film of grime from out his own insides. The smell was sharp, acrid, making his nose crinkle. He peered up at Jax and was greeted by a pernicious smile. “What do you want me to do?"

Jax answered. “Open your mouth again." He didn't wait for Rudy to obey before grabbing him by the scalp and yanking him forward, into Jax's crotch space. Rudy's eyes went wide in the moment before he stopped himself by grabbing Jax's thighs. Jax's slimy pecker was close enough to make Rudy's eyes cross to look at it. The stench was at its most intense, overwhelming everything else. “W-wait!" Rudy grunted. “At least clean it first!"

“Yeah," wheezed Jax. “That's the idea. Now open your jaws, gay boy. You know what to do."

Rudy could've ducked his head and pulled away if he really wanted to. That was in my butt, he told himself at first, the memory still bright in his mind and ringing in his guts. Then he remembered what came just before that, when he was face deep in Jax's ass, rimming his tailhole and slurping his balls. The combined flavor of both was still fresh on his tongue and throat, radiating their raunchy pleasantness. Were his own inner parts much dirtier? Had he subjected himself to anything less demeaning?

Rudy closed his eyes and eased the resistance, letting his face close in on Jax's cock until his whole face was pressed into it. It fell from the mid-forehead down below his chin like a soggy snake, pulsing and alive, hot to the point of boiling. Rudy cringed hard from both the sensation and the odor but could not ignore the revitalization of his own erection once it began to throb painfully. He wriggled his face into it so that it fell vertically down his head, bisecting it perfectly along the bridge of his nose. His lips puckered for a tiny smooch, getting the first taste of that fleshy musk from Jax as well as himself.

Jax eased the grip on his scalp and petted his hair. “Atta boy. You know what you're doing."

Not really. Rudy had been bobbed through most of the last blowjob at the behest of Jax's hand. Left to his own devices, he hardly knew where to start. He gave the top of the shaft a few more delicate kisses before bringing his head back and pulling it straight forward. It sat in his grip limply and heavily, oh so hot to the touch. When his hand ran down to the base it would slump under its own weight, not to stand erect until a boat load of blood had been pumped back into it. Rudy did his best to help, stroking his hand and landing more smooches on the tip.

It wouldn't be enough for either man. Rudy could feel Jax's gaze from above. He looked up to see him glowering at the sailor from above his jutting pecs. That smile remained, though impatience rang behind it. Rudy increased the pace of his hand strokes. His kisses became open mouthed, landing on the broadside of the pole and marching up and down the length. Rudy's gaze fell from Jax's face and onto that magnificent breeding tool. He marveled at its size for the nth time before his tongue drifted the shaft and then back down. His lips closed around it. A delighted murr hummed through his nose, and finally he put his mouth around the head and slid a few inches down.

Jax's grin deepened. “Mmhmm. Good girl." He meshed his fingers through Rudy's golden locks, making them spill about his forehead and drift about in front of those sky-blue eyes. He was regaining stature fast thanks to Rudy's bob and suckle. Rudy covered the whole top half of his pecker, cleaning it of the muck and shining it with spit. What wasn't covered by his mouth was given heavy strokes by the hand. The other was in Rudy's own lap, fingering his prick as it had already grown stiff and began leaking precum. “Ahhh, that's it. Jerk that little dick of yours. I know you love it."

That he did. He demonstrated as much by growing bold with his antics. The suction between his lips and Jax's cock grew tighter, imploding the cheeks and generating rude sounds. Thhp. Shlllllk. Schhhhhrrrp. Thhhhhp. He went deeper, bringing Jax to the verge of his throat, nigh making himself gag. The pace went up and his whole body started moving along. His tongue wove half of a helix around Jax's meat. The hand jerking him turned and twisted. Those pretty blue eyes rolled up to meet with Jax whose expression was beginning to falter.

“Fffffffff… God. You really do know what you're doing." His grip on Rudy's head returned, if just to help compose himself in the midst of such sharply growing pleasure. His dick wasn't even all the way hard and yet he felt like he was on the brink of busting another nut. Looking into Rudy's sweet gaze wasn't helping. “Hahhhh… God, that mouth's about to %$@&ing kill me. Shit. Keep it up, bitch. I love it."

So did Rudy, who followed orders to the letter. Jax achieved full staff at last, which Rudy took full advantage of by impaling his throat. “Ulk." He did it effortlessly the first time, as well as the second and third. The rhythm was hardly bothered by the maneuver, nor his gag reflex which remained cooperative. He kept his jaw and lips slack, employing the moist coddle of his gullet to please Jax. It got the job done with Jax bent over slightly with his jaw clenched and his visage contorting.

“Hahhhhh… Ohhhh that's pretty good. Huhhhh… Suck on that dick. Mmm…" The authority and snark in his tone was crumbling, dissolving within the orgasmic glow Rudy's sweet mouth provided. “Sh*t… I gotta…" Jax palmed the back of Rudy's head with his free hand and tugged hard, joining the move with an equally fervent thrust. Jax's head leered backwards in a dramatic swoon at the same time his eyes rolled back. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh, %$@&~"

Rudy was stuck there with his throat clogged and his eyes scrunched shut. He feared he'd suffocate before Jax pulled his head back to line up another deep thrust. His head was jerked at the same rate Jax hammered away at him. Echoing from his gaped maw were the wet and hollow sounds his throat made while being fucked. “Ulk. Uck. Ulk. Ulk. Uch. Uck. Ulk." Thick stalactites of slobber drained from his bottom lip and swung with his bobbing head before reaching the sheet between the two lovers. With little need of being there anymore, Rudy's hand migrated from Jax's pecker for his own. He masturbated furiously, too engorged by the cock in his throat and the lack of oxygen to ignore his raging erection.

Jax went harder, the building pleasure blinding him to the man whose face he fucked. His buttocks clenched and unclenched to heave his stooped body forth even as it continued to crumple under the weight of his delight. “Hahhhh… Ahhh, I'm gonna cum. Hahhhh! I'm close! Oh %$@&!" Then, quite suddenly, he corrected his posture and pulled Rudy's face off his dick. A rude choking sound followed by a sharp gasp came out of Rudy as he was suddenly brought upright with his mouth agape, spittle falling out with a thread thinning and splitting between it and Jax's cock. He was not allowed a full inhale before Jax violently choked the neck of his penis and spat out a fat cum rope into Rudy's mouth. It hit him all the way back in the throat. He closed his mouth and tried to shy away on reflex, but Jax's grip on his hair was too strong. He was there to catch the next spurt on the cheek, that which came with enough force to splat apart like a burst fruit. Rudy recovered quickly and opened his mouth to catch the rest like a good cum slut, but it was a gesture more than anything else with Jax's load painting his visage with hot worms of ivory in random spots. “Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, yeeeeeeeeeah~" growled Jax. “So %$@&ing good."

Rudy was in heaven again, breathing hard and moaning. Every spit of cum that slapped into his face was like its own burst of ecstasy through his body. He felt so small, so used, so dirty. His fist hit a fever pitch on his cock before he too started cumming. A gasp swelled his chest the moment thin tendrils of seed began spewing from his prick and onto the sheets between Jax's feet. It was paltry compared to what dressed his face, but matched it for every bit of pleasure it delivered.

Jax's orgasm petered out slowly. He let go of his member which slumped all the way down, fully spent this time. He panted hard. Doused in sweat and with a rapidly pounding heart he had to use Rudy's head to stand upright. “Holy %$@&. That was awesome. Whew…" He took a good look at Rudy's face and all the pearlescent cum splats he'd shot him with. From his chin to his forehead the lad had more cum than skin. Jax's smile came back. “Damn. That's gotta be my finest work. Good job sucking it out of me you dirty ho."

Rudy drifted in the afterglow, hardly aware of where he was. It took a moment for the clutch on his penis to relax and fall to his side all twitchy and sore. His eyes were up at Jax, but with barely any lights behind them, one lid being half closed. His mouth closed around that one puddle of cum which he gulped weakly. “Thank… thank you, sir…"

“Heh, you're welcome slut." He gave Rudy two good pats on the cheek, bringing him back to reality while he sat back down on his butt and leaned against the pillows. “Sheesh. Made a mess of this place, didn't we? I saw you cum your brains out a second time there. Got it all over my sheets. At least I had the decency of cumming inside you… and on you."

Rudy saw the many pearls he'd produced. Some more was still leaking out of his bum to form a slovenly pile between his ankles. He blushed. “I'm sorry."

Jax rolled his eyes. “Whatever. I should make you clean it up, but I'll let you off this time. Consider it payment for letting me fuck you." Jax then casually reached towards the nightstand next to his bed and opened the top drawer. Inside was a lighter, a box full of weed, and a grinder. He took his time pulling out everything he needed for a joint and began grinding up a bud.

Rudy sat on his knees watching, unsure what to do or say. The cum on his face was starting to dry. Plus, the soreness in his throat and bum was starting to rear itself. Is he gonna offer me a toke? He waited until Jax started sprinkling some freshly grinded weed into some cigarette paper before breaking the silence. He said with an uneasy smile, “I guess you really were a prostitute."

Jax was just about to start rolling up when he came to a dead halt and looked up at Rudy perplexed. “Excuse me?"

Rudy's smile faltered. “I guess what you said about being a prostitute in the past life was right. You %$@& really good."

Jax had to think for a second before it clicked. “Oh! No, I wasn't no prostitute. I just made that %$@& up to get you naked. Didn't think it would work, to be honest." He looked back down at his weed and began rolling it. “Alright, I'm tired of looking at you now. Get out of here."

Rudy just sat there dumbly, his jaw hung open with shock. It should've been obvious from the beginning that Jax was lying to him and using him. Not until he'd sucked Jax's cock twice and bent over for him did Rudy find this out. Now, with Jax's nut drying on his face and dribbling out his ass, he was left to kneel there within a swamp of betrayal. With Jax no longer paying attention to him and nothing else to do, Rudy made a slow retreat from the bed to begin gathering his uniform off the floor. He bent over to pick his underwear up. SMACK! Rudy jumped up straight with a yelp. His jiggling buttock stung.

“OK, now I'm done with you. Get out of here, gay boy."

Rudy, without looking back at the rabbit, did as he was told. He wiped the cum from his face using the uniform tie and made sure to bury the seat of his underwear into his crack to stim the flow of cum from his hole. The rest of his uniform went on, albeit haphazardly. Then Rudy made his way out of Jax's bedroom, the smell of sex and marijuana smoke behind him. He'd been used, abused, lied to, and fucked silly. With a severe ringing pain in his ass, he knew he wouldn't sit right for a week or more; there was already a stilt in the way he walked. His whole face reeked with cum, the flavor of which burned in his throat alongside all the sweat he'd licked off. He left the bedroom a used slut, a certified gay boy.

But maybe that wasn't a bad thing. Maybe he wanted to be used, to be abused, to be lied to, to be fucked silly. Maybe he didn't want to be able to sit right, preferring to walk around like he'd had his back thrown out. Maybe he wanted to smell like cum, to taste it and the sweat hours after he'd consumed it. Maybe he was glad to be a dirty slut, a certified gay boy.

Maybe, after the next adventure, he'd spend more time in Jax's bedroom.

THE END