{"sf1_id":147,"sf2_id":"pnGDZZ71","title":"Boojum2B","author":"SwampRat","words":4344,"posted_at":"2002-10-23T18:46:00.000Z","tags":["Fox","M/M","Rabbit","Romance"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/147-boojum2b","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/pnGDZZ71","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=147\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"BOOJUM2B.TXT  \n  \nA response to a sad story - By SwampRat  \n(c) 1993, 1994 The Rashathran Society  \n  \nDedicated to My Friend and Love boojum. I hope your life has a happier ending,  \nThan your story - Afril  \n  \n( Small re-write for punctuation and clarity )  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nAfril sighs and watches the rain come down. It soaks his robe and his fur but  \nhe doesn't care. His last lover turned out to be a Real SOB, Literally kicking  \nhim out the door with barely Anything On! As he slowly walks home, not caring  \nif he lives or not, he notices his feet have taken him on the Long path. \"Damn!  \nNow I won't get home for an Hour!\" Drenched, he stands under a tree, crying and  \nnot wanting to. As he stands, lightning hits a dead oak nearby, and he scurries  \nout, remembering about trees and lightning... As he watches, it Falls over To  \nMash a small structure nearby. His ears twitch as a muffled scream comes from  \nunder the downed tree. Horrified, Afril runs over to see if he can help.  \n  \nThe tent is a write-off, mangled and mashed. He stands a moment, unable to  \nmove.. 'What if...' A soft noise sends a shock through his body! \"Someone IS  \nalive!\" The fox frantically searches around for whoever screamed and finds a  \nwet bundle under a branch. Moving the cloth reveals a rabbit-head. With a dark,  \nnasty-looking wound. He examines it as best he can in the darkness... It is  \nonly a graze, but it is bad enough. He moves the blanket and sees that it is a  \nMale bunny. His claws slide around the long cock, stroking it gently. 'What am  \nI doing?' Afril shakes himself out of his reverie, but licks his paw,  \nMmmmmmming at the taste. He carefully checks the body over for breaks and  \nbruises. As he nears the abdomen his tongue flicks out and slides along the  \nlength of the rabbits erection. The fox stops a moment, noticing what his  \ntongue is doing. It starts curling around the warm dick, snuggling it tight.  \n'Afril Stop that! He needs Help, Not se....' A drop of pre-cum is squeezed out,  \nhot and tasting of grass. Afril's tongue rapidly flips back into his muzzle and  \nhe closes his eyes, savoring the drop, rolling it around until it is completely  \ngone.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The fox shudders, feeling his maleness slide free of it's sheath and grow, and  \nhis mouth waters... He carefully lifts the brown bunny, sliding that delectable  \ncock into his muzzle, nuzzling the small but quite lovely fuzzy nuts. He  \nnotices the male has no sheath and shrugs, sucking on it as if it were a  \npacifier Which for him, it pretty much is. Afril retraces his steps and makes  \nhis way home via the short-cut, But is still panting and out of breath when he  \nmakes it to the front door. \"Open..\" He manages, and the door vanishes into the  \nwall. He steps inside and making his way to the den, slowly puts his burden  \ndown on the carpet and makes a fire. Shivering he drops his robe and shakes the  \nwater out. Then he goes to the cabinet and gets some bandages and other things.  \nCarefully he works on the cut, closing it up and puts a stitch in it, using  \nsmall, neat lines that should leave very little scar-tissue.  \n  \nAfril cleans up and finds his paws are starting to shake. \"Can't catch cold Now  \nLove..\" He sighs and smiles, thinking of his new charge. He returns and sees  \nthe 'little' fellow shivering as well. Tossing the blanket and his robe into  \nthe wash he looks at his erection and pats it. \"Down Boy.. We don't know if he  \nLikes males or not.\" Carefully scooping the rabbit up, he goes out to his  \ncovered deck and still shivering, steps into his hot-tub. Sliding the bunny's  \nbutt onto a ledge isn't hard. Letting go of it Is. With a sigh, Afril moves his  \npaws free and pours a glass of brandy, watching the lightning play outside he  \nsips it. When he has stopped shivering, he slides around and takes the rabbit  \nin his arms again and gently pours a little brandy down it's throat.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; It chokes and kicks weakly, but Afril makes sure at least 3 good swallows get  \ndown in him. \"I know it burns, but it will do you a world of good...\" He  \nnuzzles the long ears, sipping on the rest, and lazing. His free paw again  \nfinds the nicely-sized erection and strokes it slowly. His mouth salivates at  \nthe remembrance of the drop of pre-cum. \"Well.... Just a taste.\" Lifting his  \nnew friend up, Afril lays him carefully on the decking, licking at the  \nmaleness. Closing his eyes, he slips the head in his muzzle. Another drop of  \ncock-sap oozes out.. The fox growls softly and inhales the penis, both paws  \ngrasping the sodden rump, squeezing the fur. It makes a noise as he lifts it,  \nmoving his muzzle back and forth, but it doesn't Seem to mind. The rabbit's  \narms drape over the whitish ears, as it half lays on him. Afril Giggles. 'You  \nare supposed to slump Afterwards, Love..' But he slows down, despite the fact  \nhis testicles are swollen and his own cock is demanding attention.  \n  \nHe moves over to a tray, where scented and flavored oils warm inside decorated  \npots and instruments of loving torture (Feathers, Ticklers, Life-like penis' of  \nvarious sizes and shapes) are kept in a box. Afril declines the temptation,  \nswirling a claw through one of the oil-pots, then slides it under the tail,  \ncarefully inserting it into a tight hole that swells his nuts still further.  \nThe rabbit shudders and even lets out a whisper of a moan. The fox smiles and  \ngently, lovingly, tickles the anal walls, working his cleaned and  \nwell-manicured digit in and around. He sucks and slurps, holding the bunny's  \ncrotch to his muzzle, wrapping his tongue around it, sucking hard and hungrily  \nfor a few moments. Then slowly he lets it slide out, pulling back so he can nip  \nand tease the head Very gently with his teeth. He feels the hands dig into his  \nfur and he Mmmmmmmm's, humming, vibrating his muzzle as he softly sucks. The  \ncreature gives out a soft cry and spurts warm, sweet cum into Afril's mouth. He  \nbreaths slowly, still wriggling his claw in the now tight ass, tickling the  \nnuts that are pressed to his chin. His tongue curls up at the edges, holding  \nthe spurting maleness, until it is just dribbling.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Afril swallows, wishing it were more, and clamping his lips at the base slowly  \npulls back, grinning as the fingers grip his head tightly, the cum and pre-cum  \nbeing forced out of the long fleshy tube. He holds the tip just inside his  \nlips, gently lapping at it before letting it slide out with a sigh. Jiggling  \nthe tight nut-sack tells him he won't get anything more for a while and he  \nrolls the last little bit around, savoring the taste before he swallows it,  \nchasing it with the last of the brandy. He sighs and smiles, cuddling his new  \nfriend in his arms.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nA bell clangs noisily and with a Yip, Afril wakes, half-in the tub. He grunts,  \nsitting up again, Damn glad he installed that alarm. Closing the cabinet, he  \nrinses his goblet out and puts it away. Turning, he finds the bunny no longer  \nhas an erection and seems to be sleeping safe on the decking. \"Thank the  \nGods...\" Smiling, he lifts the smaller mammal and takes him into the drying  \nroom. Holding the rabbit at arm's length, he steps on the Button. Warm dry air  \nblasts him, rapidly drying his fur. Turning the male so it will dry all over  \nAlmost proves to be too much for him as the little rabbit's tail flies up,  \nexposing a beautiful pink anus. Afril drools and his dick throbs. He sighs and  \ncloses his eyes, the image burned into his brain. It takes but a few minutes  \nfor the dryer to work, but it seems like an eternity before it kicks off.  \nKeeping his eyes closed, the fox moves to the table and combs his friends fur  \nout by touch, putting a special fur oil on the comb and cleaning it after each  \npass.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Once that is done he walks over to the anti-stat bar and jumps as his fur falls  \ninto place, more or less.. \"Screw it. I will get the knots out in the...\" He  \nlooks at the clock. \"Later today.\" Sighing, the white fox cradles his charge in  \nhis arms and takes the elevator to the third floor where he goes to the bedroom  \nand sets him down on the sheets. Afril looks at himself and then slips a condom  \nover his cock, snuggling it over his sheath and fastening it in place with a  \nsnap-ring. \"That will keep you from drying out, you naughty little monster.\" He  \ngiggles, and lays next to the bunny, pulling a comforter over them both. As he  \nfalls asleep, the house comes to life, all kinds of automatics scurrying  \naround, washing and cleaning and doing whatever needs to be done. By the time  \nthe sun rises they are all back in their cubicles, re-charging and ready for  \nuse again.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nAfril moans as the sun-catcher on the roof turns, flooding the room with dozens  \nof shifting colors, making it impossible to sleep. \"Damn alarm clock...\" he  \nsighs and looks beside him. There, snoozing away, is a brown rabbit. Who needed  \nto use the bathroom and didn't make it. The fox giggles and pats the damp spot,  \nremembering other damp spots left there by Lovers in the heat of passion. He  \nsighs and puts the comforter in the laundry, stepping into his workroom and  \ndoing about half an hours worth of work-out. Sweaty, and semi-awake he returns  \nand picks up the rabbit, carrying him into the shower. As he leaves the  \nbedroom, he presses a button and the bed-sheets are automatically changed. He  \nchuckles about modern appliances and goes into the bath, stopping en-route to  \nget a pair of plastic manacles and vinyl-coated chain.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Afril giggles as he snaps the manacles on the rabbits thighs, and then latches  \nthe chains to them. \"Not too tight Love..\" He feels them for fit and then hooks  \nthe ends on a pair of d-rings in the shower stall ceiling. Now the bunny is  \nsuspended in front of him. The fox leans into the shower wall. \"The usual.\"  \nWarm water cascades down on him, a furry soap, and a fur-toner oil mixed in  \nevery few minutes. He washes, scrubbing his body with a long-handled brush,  \nmaking sure to get his tail well done. 'Someday I am going to cut you off and  \nmake a dozen wigs..' The sodden appendage just wags. He giggles, working his  \nfeet over with another brush. Sighing, he turns his attention to his new  \nfriend.  \n  \nCareful of the wound, the white fox gently cleans the rabbit, working the soap  \nand oil in deep to the skin. The rabbit's little maleness stays flaccid in his  \npaws, and he resists the temptation to lap on the lovely nut-sack, but he Does  \nscrub on them. \"Rinse.\" The soap and oil stop as he finishes with the long legs  \nand feet. Now the water is just water and he scoops handfuls of it up to wash  \nthe smaller mammal off. When no more bubbles appear he rinses himself off,  \nluxuriating in the water. His cock throbs as he strokes it and his eyes fall to  \nthe small but firm butt in front of him. \"No. Absolutely no..\" Did it just wink  \nat him? Trick of the light.. \"I Mustn't. I Really shouldn't...\" He finds  \nhimself rubbing his dripping dick-tip, slick with oil and pre-cum against the  \nhole. With one final sob, he holds the rabbit and presses his cock inward.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Afril gasps, feeling the muscles give way. He slides in easily, gently. His  \ntail quivers and he shudders. \"Ooooohhhhhh Gods. So wonderfully warm and  \nTight.\" He gets ahold of himself and only lets half of the 7-inch doggy-cock  \nsink in. Letting the intense feelings pass he holds the male to him, almost  \ncrying with pleasure and love. He licks the rabbit's ears, and watches in joy  \nas something stirs below. The fox moans, hips pulling the male-meat out,  \nlittle-by-little. The feeling is too intense and he Thrusts in full, not  \nstopping until his knobs are pressed tight against the tail-hole. He watches  \ncarefully for signs of pain or discomfort. The only thing that moves is the  \ndick that stands hard and ready. Afril Slaps his paws to his own butt, digging  \nhis claws in and shuddering at the pain/pleasure. He jerks, hips shoving his  \nlover away and then back again. The male swings with his movements, But Afril  \ndoesn't care.. The feeling of being deep in a tight warm hole, having his butt  \ntortured, and having someone warm and breathing next to him is all he needs..  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Quivering, he cries out, tears running down his cheeks as his cock throbs in  \nthe bunny's tail-hole. The white fox shudders, holding the furry male to him as  \nhe floods it's ass with his cum, his tears falling softly on top of the  \nanimal's head. Afril stands, back against a wall, holding the rabbit, and just  \nletting all his emotions settle. Love and lust, pain and pleasure. Fear of  \nbeing hurt yet again fighting the Joy of loving someone. He sighs and kisses  \nthe wet forehead, knowing another piece of his heart has been stolen. \"Dry..\"  \nHe croaks, unable and unwilling to let go of his new friend. The water stops  \nand warm air swirls around them. Sighing, Afril pushes back from the wall, and  \nslowly eases out, stopping about half-way as the pleasure gets too intense. He  \nfights the urge to hump the little one again, Forcing his hips backward. As his  \ncock pops free, Too clean for the fox's liking, it gives out a drop of smegma.  \nAfril giggles and presses the drop against the now closed anus as if kissing  \nit. Then wipes his maleness clean with an astringent towel, and combs his fur  \nas it dries. This done, he unsnaps the manacles and towels the wet-spots to  \nhelp them dry and restore some circulation back into the legs.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; His charge stands, wobbly and needing help, but it doesn't matter. The fox  \nkisses his friend, lifting him from the floor to waltz over to a warm slab of  \nmarble. Afril hums to himself combing the rabbit's lovely fur and kissing each  \nbody-part that he combs. He nuzzles the round nuts gently, pressing his lips to  \nthem. \"Gods, if you only Knew what you have done for me My furry one.\" He  \ncarefully deposits the bunny in his bed and turns the monitor on before putting  \non a 'Teddie', yipping as it catches his nuts. \"I Told them to make the crotch  \npanel bigger..\" He goes down and makes a snack, returning with a cup of warm  \nvegetable broth. The rabbit takes a few mouthfuls but doesn't seem to want any  \nmore. Afril kisses his forehead tenderly and returns the dishes downstairs to  \nthe kitchen. He dusts and cleans what little the automatics didn't, and then  \nreturns to change into a robe. \"Time to earn my keep..\" Going out to the back  \nporch, He steps into his boots and walks across the grass to the satellite  \ndishes, making sure they are not damaged. He sighs at the empty stable, Feeling  \nthe same pain he felt the night his beloved pony stallion died, and knowing he  \nStill can't bring himself to replace that Loving caring, blind friend who was  \nso much a part of his life just a few years earlier.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Shaking his head, he returns to the back door and sets the boots beside the  \ndoor, then goes inside and wipes his eyes. Feeling a little better he checks on  \nhis charge and then goes to the second floor and steps into his office. A  \nterminal tells him he has 9 projects lined up, and another tells him he has  \nmail in his electronic box. The projects are all reports and he sighs, starting  \nthe necessary programs to get the information, collate it and spit out a dozen  \nor so electronic 'pages' that someone else will read and take most of the  \ncredit for. His mailbox has a few pieces of amusing 'junk' and 2 letters from  \nhis Ex-Lover. These he dumps without even bothering to read. \"Fuck Him..\" He  \nkeeps an ear to the wall, listening to the monitors that are set in each room.  \nHe double-checks the report and sends it off, starting the second one up.  \n  \nGoing down the stairs he starts lunch, wondering if maybe the rabbit would like  \nsomething solid. He giggles as he thinks of what he did in the shower. \"Not yet  \nthen.\" He returns munching on a sandwich, and corrects a minor error. The  \n'workday' takes up 2 hours and when it is done, he sends it via the satellite  \nto the 'office'. Another bowl of soup and some herbs are given to the rabbit  \nwho takes about half the bowl before refusing any more. Afril examines the  \nwound again, carefully cleaning it and then goes back to his gym to work out  \nagain. Hot and sweaty, but for once not horny, he lazes in a smaller version of  \nthe tub downstairs. A smile creeps across his lips as he dreams of having the  \nbunny stay with him, loving him and being loved in return. He shakes his head,  \nknowing that such things only lead to pain and anger. Afril sighs and gets out  \nof the tub, stepping onto a sauna, drying off rapidly in the hot air.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; This time when he returns, the arctic fox lifts his charge up and carries him  \nto his office, putting him down on the 'pot', sliding the maleness into the  \nurine tunnel, and putting a strap on the fellow to hold him upright. \"Be back  \nin just a minute..\" Afril goes to his terminal and double-checks that  \neverything went well. It did. Too Damn Well.. 4 More Urgent Messages await him,  \nwanting collieries and another run of the numbers. The fox growls and starts up  \nthe search-files, and math programs to re-do the numbers. A moan brings him to  \nhis feet and he almost Runs to the bathroom. A pair of brown eyes stare at him,  \nStill a little glassy, but at least Alive. He watches, giggling as the brown  \nhips move, shoving the now erect cock into the space that funnels urine (and  \nother fluids) into the bowel. He kneels, flushing the commode, watching the  \nmale jerk as jets clean his anus and cock off. Afril grins to himself, holding  \nthe rabbit still long enough to unstrap and free his maleness. A hand strokes  \nhis muzzle as he licks on the stalk, sucking the tip into his mouth.  \n\"MMmmmmm...\" The tasty rabbit-meat slides along his tongue as the brown hips  \npump it between his lips. He strokes the beautiful body, teasing the pert  \nnipples, as small but fairly strong hands grip his head.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; This time he gets a moan, as the nuts slapping his chin lurch, sweet cum  \nspilling out over his tongue. Afril lets it pool on his tongue, wishing it was  \nmore.. He waits until the male is done and swallows. Another groan as a vacuum  \npulls on the slowly softening cock. The rabbit flips on top of the fox, gasping  \nand panting. Carefully Afril lifts him, and ignoring the computers that are  \nbuzzing at him, carries his lover up to the bath, to wash him gently, check the  \nwound (Healing nicely), and put the tired mammal to bed. Kissing the damp  \nforehead, he sighs softly and returns to his work.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nWhen he looks up again it is nearly past supper. He warms some let-over stew  \nand goes up to find the male sitting in his hot-tub! \"Well so you can walk...\"  \nNo reply. Afril's heart lurches.. He jumps into the room, And checks for a  \npulse - To sink beside the tub as a hand pats him. He kisses the paw and  \nquietly leaves, stopping at the door as a soft snore catches his ear. Grinning,  \nhe goes back down to compose himself. Finishing dinner, he read a little, put  \nthe cleaned dishes away, and brought something up for the rabbit, who ate both  \nthe sandwich and almost All the soup. Afril smiled and caressed the full little  \ntummy, giggling to himself as he lay the brown-furred head on his chest, and  \ndrifted off to sleep.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; And so it went for a week the fox bathing his new love, feeding him, watching  \nhim gain strength.. Once, he awoke to find himself on his belly, butt raised as  \nthe male buggered him rapidly, grasping his ass tightly, moaning. The fox  \nmoaned himself, thrilled to be taken again. That whole day was spent in bed,  \nthe two male mating and snoozing and cuddling. Then the day arrived when Afril  \nhad to run errands. He spent all day away from the house, buying groceries,  \nsome new software that looked interesting and a statue of a rabbit, nude and  \nQuite male, that looked so much like his friend he Had to wonder... By the time  \nhe got back it was dark and although he was Tired, he was still grinning at  \nseeing his lover again. Putting everything but the statue away, he walked up  \nthe stairs, wanting to surprise his Love. As he opened the door, he found a  \nlucid male, sitting on his bed. \"Hello, the voice said, quite different from  \nthe voice he heard so many times before... Well - if you could call moans,  \ngrunts and other noises of pleasure talking. Afril's tail fell to the floor.  \nThere was no warmth, no pleasant feeling, just a quiet monotone of rejection.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Hello. I see you are feeling better...\" The rabbit nodded, yawning. \"Just a  \nlittle tired. If you will excuse me...\" Afril almost dropped the statue. \"I  \nthink I will go back to sleep.\" The fox tried one last time to reconcile who he  \nhad been with. \"Would you like some companionship?\" \"If you don't mind, I would  \nprefer to sleep alone.\" Afril nods, eyes closed so the pain doesn't show. \"Good  \nNight.\" He closes the door, stifling a sob, but unable to stop the tears  \nflowing down his cheeks. He walks along the hall and down the stairs the way a  \ncondemned man walks to his fate. \"Fool,\" he growls bitterly, \"Never fall in  \nLove with someone you don't know..\" Carefully putting the statue on a shelf, he  \nkisses it and fetches a blanket from the closet, and sits on the couch, staring  \nat the staircase, as if hoping the Old rabbit he knew and Still loved would  \ncome bouncing down it to jump in his arms.. \"Fool...\" He curses, allowing  \nhimself one sob of pain. Then wrapping the blanket around himself he listens to  \nthe whirr of machinery, and cries himself to sleep.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nHe awakens to something warm and furry lying beside him. Thinking maybe the  \nHouse had heard him cry and sent one of the sexy mannequins he built for those  \ntimes when he Really needed to hump Something, to comfort him, he sighs and  \nopens his eyes... To stare into a pair of brown ones. \"Why do you cry?\" The  \nhand pats his cheek, still damp. Afril gulps and tries to say something, then  \nyelps when his morning erection is stroked by a smaller version. \"I Love you..\"  \nhe blurts, ears turning red. \"You are crying because you Love me?\" The fox  \nshakes his head. \"No, I am crying because I don't know if you even care..  \nfor...\" A hand was tickling his cock-head. As he watches, Boojum squeezes his  \ndick, wiping the pre-cum onto his palm and licking it seductively off. \"For...\"  \nHe says. Afril shudders, laying on his back. \"Does it matter?\" Afril nods,  \nsitting up. \"I have had loves and lovers... I can't do it with just a friend.\"  \nThe rabbit pushes him back down, and straddles his hips. \"Just a friend? You  \nsave my life, loved me tenderly - I wasn't so out of it I didn't notice - And  \nyou are worried about friendship?\" The fox's ears turn pink, and he nods.  \n\"Silly fox... I may in time, love you, but even if I Don't, I will Still be a  \nfriend and Lover.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Boojum rubs his rump all over the horny fox's dick, watching this sink in. He  \npresses a paw to the muzzle, stifling the next question. \"Yes, I will stay.. if  \nonly until I find another place to live.\" Afril grabs the rabbit and hugs him  \nso tightly and fiercely that the rabbit can't Breathe for a moment. \"And you  \nare the jealous type...\" Warm wetness on his cheek tells him the fox is crying  \nagain. \"Now Now.... It's alright. I am here..\" Something else warm and wet is  \npressing against his leg, and he giggles, squeezing it with his thighs. The fox  \nmoans and wriggles, sniffling a little. \"Sorry... I will Try not to be so  \npossessive...\" Again the paw stops him from speaking. It is replaced by a  \nmuzzle as Boojum kisses him, moving the canine maleness to his ass. With a  \nshuddering gasp, he slides it under his tail, feeling it swell as it invades  \nhim, his own dick stiffening as well. The rabbit sinks to the hilt, and rubs  \nthe big knob with his tail. He waits a moment, then grinning mischievously,  \nstarts bouncing up and down, sliding along the fox's cock, watching him shudder  \nand shake and moan, blue eyes alight with lust and love. \"So Lover... What's  \nfor breakfast?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The End  \n  \n  \n  \n\n","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/148-boojum3.json"}