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"Are we really spending all of spring break in a van at the capitol?" a frustrated female ferret sighed as she finished a bag of gummy worms and tossed it next to a sleeping rabbit with his distinct rainbow Mohawk poking out from a blanket.

"Yes, Rita, for the hundredth time," Amanda said, rolling her eyes as she drove the large white van. "But, it's for a good cause."

"What exactly is this for again?" I asked, shifting in the aging, uncomfortable passenger seat, envying Rita and Hank in the back on the padded carpet.

"It's a demonstration to the president that queer students want their voices heard and that we aren't going to stand for the discriminatory legislation they're trying to pass off as freedom of speech."

"Oh. Ok." I didn't really understand what that all meant, but I was in the van already, so I guess I probably believed in it.

"Can't we just sign a petition?" Rita asked with a huff.

"We did," Amanda said sternly, no longer putting any effort into hiding her annoyance. "Last week. They ignored it. So, we're doing something they can't ignore."

"Is this going to turn into one of those riots? Because my mom said that if I get arrested, I'm not getting into grad school."

"No, this isn't a riot. It's a peaceful demonstration."

"But, all it takes is that one person, and BOOM," Rita made an exploding motion with her hands. "Riot."

"Well, let's hope it doesn't come to that."

"Maybe we will get tear gassed! Does that hurt? I don't want it messing with my contacts, they're expensive."

Amanda's claws sunk into the sun baked steering wheel.

"Am I going to get shot?" Rita asked.

"NO MORE QUESTIONS." Amanda roared, making everyone in the van jump. The lion's eyes darted around. "I, uh, need to focus on the road right now."

"Sheesh," Rita said under her breath. "Maybe I should just stay in the van."

I saw Amanda shoulders sink with a sigh. I imagine she hadn't quite planned to bring Rita along, but Hank had the van, and he insisted she come with since they had become close friends when she came out a few months ago.

"Destination on the right," the GPS spat out.

Amanda meandered through a full parking lot that had been converted into a shanty town of other vans and tents set up by student protesters carrying banners and signs. I could hear a drum circle off in the distance, and the thick, unmistakable odor of pot poured through the air vents.

The van pulled into a spot between two makeshift tents, and I could hear Hank yawn as he woke up.

"Get out of my van," Amanda mumbled to herself as she turned the key and pulled it out.

"Huh?" Hank said rubbing his eyes and lifting his long ear.

"We're here!" the lioness said with a big grin on her face as she kicked open the door and jumped out like a free prisoner.

I climbed out and stretched the stiffness from my back. Amanda tossed Hank the keys though the window, grabbed my paw and walked as quick away as she could with me barely able to keep up.

"I NEED TO GET AWAY FROM THAT," she said sternly as we walked deeper into the crowd.

"The van?"

"Yeah, sure."

The grassy area we were in was littered with all sorts of young college students from all over the county. They wore their school's name printed proudly on their shirts as they carried poster board signs in every color of the rainbow. Slowly but surely, they were all making their way to the larger crowd down the way.

"This is pretty cool," I said, watching a bulky bear walk past us holding an oversized rainbow flag.

"THANK YOU," Amanda yelled in frustration. "Between Sleeping-Beauty and Miss-Entitled-Brat back there, I didn't think anyone would appreciate what we are trying to do here."

"Just a bit annoyed, are we?"

Amanda shot me a death glare and I stuck my tongue out at her.

"So," I asked, looking around again as the crowd got thicker. "Why didn't we bring any signs to hold? I feel kinda left out."

"Because, I was too busy, and I left the task to Hank."

"Ahh. Couldn't they have made them on the drive?"

Amanda gave me a large fake smile with her eyes just a little too wide open.

"You scare me sometimes," I said.

"I try," she said, returning to her regular, albeit slightly annoyed, face. "Fortunately," she unzipped her backpack and reached in. "We don't need signs." She pulled out a megaphone.

"Don't you need a permit to use that in public?"

"YES," the electronic voice boomed right in my ear.

"Do you have one?" I said, cupping my ringing ears.

"NO." She dropped the megaphone to her side. "Who's going to stop me?"

"Good point."

By now, we had reached the very outskirts of the demonstration. An ocean of heads and signs shifted at our eye line. There was someone talking in the front several hundred feet away, and a wave of cheers would roll through the crowd occasionally, but I couldn't make out what we were cheering for. News helicopters would periodically fly over to get a shot for the evening report, and a couple of rainbow beach balls bounced over as well.

This all went on for several more hours. Amanda had managed to barter with some other protesters to get us both signs in exchange for a bottle of water she had in her backpack. After a while, I found the sign to be a great third leg to lean on as I tried to stay awake from the constant drone of the crowd around me.

I felt my eyelids slowly sag as I propped my head up by my paws. I jumped awake as I stumbled forward. Amanda didn't seem to notice as she cheered again. I regained my balance on my sign post and looked around. Everyone was still so focused on the rally. The sharp whistle of a cheetah next to me made me jump again. I contemplated just curling up in a ball and taking a nap as my eyes scanned the crowd again. I locked eyed with another fox a few bodies away.

He smiled.

I smiled back, and then looked away nervously. I looked up again, and a tall goat was standing in the way. I leaned over on my sign post, and the fox was still looking back. He waved.

I could feel the skin under my fur warm with a blush as I looked down at my feet. 'God, Jude. Grown a pair,' I said to myself. I glanced back up. He was motioning to come over.

I turned to look at Amanda, but she was still completely absorbed by the rally. I opened my mouth, before figuring it wouldn't really matter, and snuck away in silence. I quickly squeezed through the crowd until I reached the fox.

He was little taller than me, with longer fur. He was in a pair of very tight jeans and a mesh shirt which showed off a rather well built chest and arms. His eyes were a dazzling gold color.

"Hi," he said, giving a little smile that made my stomach tighten a bit.

"Hey," I said back with all the smoothness of sandpaper.

"What's your name?"

"Jude. How about yours?"

"Zen."

"It's nice to meet you."

"Same. You're pretty cute when you're half awake."

I nervously laughed. "Oh, yeah. I, uh, didn't get much sleep last night."

"That's too bad. You might not get much sleep tonight either," he said, reaching up and gently rubbing up the side of my ear, making me shiver a bit.

I could feel the front of my shorts get a little tighter as he rested his paw on my shoulder. "I, uh," I cleared my throat. "I think I could manage another night of that." I felt his fingers slide through the fur on the back of my neck, making me sigh and close my eyes as he rubbed.

"Oh, you look like you're going to be fun."

I felt his lips press against mine. I opened my eyes and met his golden ones. I felt a little weak as he pressed his body against mine. His other paw slid down my back to the base of my tail. I shivered again.

"Oh yeah, you'll definitely be a lot of fun."

I pressed my lips harder into his, letting my tongue slide into his maw. It felt so good to have someone hold me again. His paws explored my back, and mine found their way up the back of his mesh shirt. I felt a paw slide down below my waist band, and slowly work its way to the front. My stomach tied itself in a knot as I felt a finger explore. My pants felt like they were going to rip.

Suddenly something pulled hard against the front of my neck, yanking me back. My shirt collar stretched as I stumbled back.

"Oh, fuck no," Amanda growled, dragging me back through the crowd, using her sign to clear the way. "If I'm not getting some pussy tonight, no one is getting fucking laid."

I watched the confused fox disappear into the people again. My boner slowly sank in my shorts. I looked back at the pissed off lioness, and slapped her paw away.

"WHAT THE FUCK, AMANDA?"

She turned around, and got right up into my face, her sharp teeth flashing. "I just drove SIX FUCKING HOURS in a van full of UNGREATFUL ASSHOLES who did nothing but complain and sleep the whole time. I have ONE friends out here; ONE person who can keep me sane and I'm sure the fuck not going to let them go catch some STD from some random guy in a portapotty, leaving me all alone out here. You can get some shitty dick when we are back home. Right now, I need you here and with me." Her eyes began to well up. "Because this whole thing is going to shit, and I just wanted it to be a nice experience I could share with my best friend and maybe make a positive change in the world for once, and now I'm just feeling like a huge failure and an idiot, and I can't even relax because that bitch ate my fucking gummy worms, and I'm about this close to just losing my shit. So, I need you here, ok?" Her big glossy eyes gazed at me. "Please?"

I nodded. "I'm sorry."

"I'll get you some dick when we get home, ok? I have a bull friend with a thing for foxes."

"Nah. It's ok. The moment's gone." I sighed. My balls felt a little constricted from getting all riled up, but it wasn't quite as bad as the pain of missing out on sleeping with a cute guy who actually wanted me.

Amanda tried to discretely wipe away her tears. "And, if you tell ANYONE we know that I cried, I will personally cut off your balls and hang them on a plaque in our living room, got it?" A sharp claw pointed in my face.

"My balls aren't the biggest fan of you right now."

"It's all part of the lesbian agenda."

We both laughed.

As the sun began to set, the rally dispersed and the protesters made their way back to the shanty village in the parking lot. Amanda was coming up with any excuse to avoid going back, but I was tired from standing all day, and I finally convinced her after much whining.

The van lights were on with some muffled music blaring. "Do you think they even left the van at all?" I asked. Amanda just knocked on the back door, and it popped open. A pungent cloud of pot smoke billowed from the door. Amanda sighed in an attempt to keep her cool as we got in and closed the door behind us.

"Haaaaaaaay," Hank said, propped up against the side of the van.

"Hank," Amanda said, sitting down, trying to discretely clutch her fist. "We discussed this. No drugs on school sanctioned trips."

"I don't remember, sorry."

"Don't be such a buzzkill," Rita said, lighting up a pipe and inhaling.

Amanda just stared at her, her paw outstretched.

Rita rolled her eyes, and handed the pipe over, blowing out a huge cloud from her muzzle.

Amanda took the pipe, and motioned again. With a huff, the ferret tossed her the lighter too before she crossed her arms in protest. Amanda looked down at the pipe, held it up, lit it, and took a giant hit.

We all just stared. Smoke spilled from her nose as she passed the pipe to Hank. She coughed. "Get a better dealer."

"Yaaaaaassss!" Hank said, snapping his fingers before taking a puff.

Amanda looked at me. "It's not illegal to be high, just to have pot on you. So we are smoking it all. Right now." She looked back at Hank.

The rabbit passed the pipe to Rita, dug in his backpack and pulled out a Tupperware half full with green clumps and tossed it into the middle of the van. Amanda raised her eyebrow. Hank rolled his eyes and threw out a small baggy. "That's my good shit." Amanda continued to stare at him. He sighed, and unzipped another pocket and tossed out another baggy. "Ok, fine. That's my really good shit. But that's it, I swear."

"Got anything bigger to smoke it with?" Amanda asked, picking up the pile.

"I thought you'd never ask." Hank opened up a box and pulled out a large bong with rainbow glass decorations swirling around it.

Rita passed me the pipe as she jumped at the bong. I looked at the small glass object in my paw. I had tried pot once at a party last year, but it didn't do much for me. Not to be the odd one out, I took as big a hit as I could, coughed half of it back out, and passed it to Amanda, as Hank set up the bong.

The world got a little hazier as the two pipes circled around the small van. My coughing lessoned as I got used to the smoky air. Everything felt really good, peaceful and warm. Amanda was more relaxed than I had ever seen her, and Rita was laying on the floor giggling to herself. Hank took a deep inhale, and passed it onto Rita, who was having trouble concentrating from her laughter enough to take another hit, so I took the bong from her and took a puff, passed it along to Amanda, and blew the smoke into the air in front of me.

As it cleared, a rainbow Mohawk was suddenly there. Hank was crouched down on his knees in front of me, smiling.

I could hear the bubbling of the bong as the rabbit leaned in, closer. I arched back, feeling the door of the van on my shoulders, not sure what was happening.

The rabbit's soft lips pressed against my neck, and I laughed. "Hank, what are you doing?"

Hank kissed up my neck, and I shivered. His cheek pressed against my chin, and I felt a thin leg slide over my chest as he straddled my stomach. "Hank?" I looked over at Amanda, who was trying to hold in a laugh. Rita was still in her own little world.

Hank moved his kisses up to my muzzle, and I hit my head against the van door. His tongue slid into my mouth as his paw moved down my side. I tried to pull away, but stopped myself. Yeah, it was Hank, but it still felt good. Maybe I'd see where this went.

I slid my paws on the thighs of the rabbit, who slowly began to grind his hips on my stomach. I'd lie if I said it didn't excite me a bit. It had been a long, long time, and my little adventure earlier had only made me want it more.

I glanced over at Amanda who was looking concerned. I gave her a thumbs up. She rolled her eyes. Rita had finally sat up and was watching the two of us with a confused look on her face, trying to get some answers from Amanda, who just shrugged.

I jumped and hit my head against the door as I felt Hank's paw roughly dig down the front of my pants.

"Fuck!" I said, grabbing the back of my head.

The rabbit, without missing a beat, got up on his feet, grabbed my shoulders, and slid me down further so I was lying on the ground, before quickly returning to my muzzle, and his hand on my crotch. I felt the button of my shorts pop.

"What the fuck, Hank?" I whispered.

"What? Do you want me to stop?" he whispered in my ear.

I didn't say anything. I heard my zipper pull down. I gulped. Hank's head moved back down my neck and to my chest. His paws moved up my sides and pulled my shirt over my shoulders. As he tossed it across the van, I head Amanda yell "HEY! We are still in here, you know!"

That apparently didn't matter to Hank as he continued to kiss down my stomach.

"Jude! Seriously?" Amanda yelled. I just shrugged and motioned for her to leave.

She huffed. Rita apparently had taken this as an invitation to take off her shirt as well. Her large dark eyes were focused on the lioness. As Amanda realized what was going on, she shook her head. "Nu-uh. You stay away from me."

The ferret reached back and unhooked her bra. With a slip from her shoulder, her large, perky breasts were free. I could tell Amanda wasn't trying to stare, but I knew it had been just as long for her as it had been for me.

As I watched the topless ferret move closer to the reluctant lioness, I felt my pants get tugged down and my cock fly up and hit my stomach.

"Woah!" I said, trying to cover myself up as Hank tossed my pants into a corner. Amanda was too busy trying to avoid the nipples in her face to even notice that I was fully nude now. I felt the rabbits warm mouth wrap around my tip and I gasped in surprise. Hank's paws moved mine to my sides as his rainbow head slid slowly down my shaft. God, it felt better than my paw.

I looked up at Amanda who was still trying to shove the half-naked ferret away. She looked over and saw Hank's head bobbing between my bare thighs. She rolled her eyes, took a deep sigh, and shoved the ferret away just long enough to pull off her own pants. It wasn't the first time I had seen her without pants, but it was the first time seeing everything all spread out. Between my dick getting sucked in the back of a van, and watching my best friend grabbing one of the most annoying students I knew head and shoving it in her crotch saying "Use that mouth for something good for once," I started laughing.

Hank tilted his eyes up, but didn't stop as I tried to cover my mouth. I just couldn't help myself. The whole thing was just too much. Amanda wasn't quite in the least, swearing under her breath as she stuffed Rita's face deeper into her. Panting and curse words filled the small van, and I just could not contain myself. I was laughing so much, I wasn't sure how the rabbit managed to stay on my bouncing dick.

What finally shut me up was feeling a slick finger wiggle its way into my ass and pressing up. My slutty moan even made Amanda stop and look up. My embarrassment was easily covered by the amazing sensation happening in my hips. Clearly, Hank had put in some practice hours.

"Shit shit shit," I said, feeling the built up inside of me.

Hank's head bobbed faster and my cock crammed into the back of his throat. He pressed up harder into me, making me lift up my hips as my body tensed. I jerked my head back as I moaned loud enough to wake the neighbors and my cock shot deep into the rabbit's throat. His fingers pressed up, making me squirm in pleasure under him. He sucked up every last drop from me, and pulled his finger out, leaving me a gasping heap on the carpeted floor of the van.

I twitched as my orgasm slowly faded. I heard a zipper pull down and I looked up as the rabbit pulled out his cock and started jerking it between my legs. He had a condom in his mouth, which he ripped open and slid down. He was bigger than I expected, which made me worry what he was planning to do next.

"I, uh... might..." I began to say, looking up at the van ceiling, trying to find the words in my hazy brain.

The cold slosh of lube between my ass cheeks confirmed my fears. I tried to move, but my whole body was still weak from the orgasm, I felt my ass get lifted as a pair of thighs slid under. Hank's lips met my chest, and I felt the hot cock press against me. I wanted it. I didn't care how much it hurt. I needed it.

With the same precision of his earlier work, I felt his cock press against my hole. With a gulp, I relaxed and let him take over. My hole burned as the thick cock pressed in. I must have shown it on my face, because he slowed down.

"You're really tight," he whispered, still arched over me.

"It's been... a while."

"Let me know if it's too much," he said, giving a kiss to my stomach.

I nodded, and felt him ease more into me.

I looked over at Amanda, who was now two fingers deep into a panting ferret with a rather wet looking muzzle, clutching on for dear life to the back of the driver seat. I'm not sure if it was the pot or something else, but it started to feel normal.

Another inch slid into my ass, and I gasped. Any thicker, and I'd never walk again. Or, that's what it felt like. And with each push, it felt thicker and thicker inside of me. As he began pulling back out and thrusting back in, the pain faded to a pleasurable tingle. It was pressing all the best spots, and my cock was rock hard again, something Hank had quickly noticed as he started pumping away at me with his fist.

Rita started panting harder, letting out little high pitched gasps. Amanda just smiled as the ferret twitched from her paws. "Oh FUCK. FUCK YESSSS, OHHHHH!" she yelled as she peeked.

I'm not sure if it intimidated or turned on Hank, but he started pounding my ass after that. Each slam of his hips into me made me moan as my claws tried to grasp the carpet. I could feel every inch of the rabbit move inside of me, and his paw jerking me off had my mind going blank in pleasure.

I could hear his breathing getting heavier and his thrusts were shoving me along the carpet.

With a grunt and a sigh, the cock pulsed in me, and a warmth spread as he filled the condom. He gripped down on my cock, and with one last thrust, sent me over again. I felt the warm cum drip down my stomach as I tried to keep from passing out.

The cock pulled out, and a soft tongue licked at my stomach. I felt something nudge my armpit and wrap around me chest. I looked down at the rainbow Mohawk cuddled up to my side. I slid my arm around his shoulder.

Amanda was looking disappointed at a half-conscious ferret trying to find enough balance on her wobbly legs to sit up. The lioness just rolled her eyes, and pulled her pants back on. Rita, looking like a lost puppy, crawled over to us, and curled up on my other side.

Amanda gave a huff and rolled up in a blanket at our feet.

I was the last one to fall asleep. I could see the dim, streetlight-illuminated night sky through the window of the van. Despite having two naked bodies cuddled up to me and my best friend just feet away, I felt extremely alone. As my high faded, thoughts haunted my mind. Regret, confusion, and worry all danced in my head, keeping me wide awake until the sun came up.

Why did I let this happen? Why was I so desperate to let Hank, of all people, fuck me in the ass? Why didn't I feel good after such great sex? Was there something wrong with me? My eyes stung from being open so long before sleep eventually had no other option but to take over. My thoughts still managed to creep into my dreams, making me jolt awake several times in the night.

The next morning was messy. Amanda was quiet the entire ride home. Rita avoided eye contact with everyone. Hank wouldn't leave me alone, insisting that I cuddle with him in the back the entire time, forcing Rita to sit in the front seat with Amanda.

It was a very long six hour drive, occasionally interrupted by a bathroom break that allowed me to shift and let the sweaty spots between me and Hank dry out.

When we finally got home, we dropped off Rita, who just quickly walked from the van without a single word. When we parked the van at Hank's, I had to convince him that I really couldn't spend the night because I had a big project I needed to work on. I had to physically pull him off of me, before walking fast enough away that he picked up the hint.

"So..." I said to Amanda as we started our long walk back to the apartment.

"We NEVER speak of this again."

"Deal."

When I got to my room, I closed my door, dropped onto my bed, and stared at the ceiling of the dark, quiet room, trying to get anything in my head but the thoughts from the night before.

My eyes hurt from the bright glow of my phone screen. My thumb scrolled down a menu of every kind of guy. My eye stopped on a deer. 'Freshman. Looking for a good time.'

'Hey.'