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Laying on his striped back, Danny the Raccoon was taking in the sounds of music through his headphones, not a care in the world and oblivious to his surroundings.

That was a typical behavior of the twenty one year old, as he was struggling with months and months of temptations, while hardly showing it.

Especially left out of his inner desires was Jackson, the older, studly Elk that he had been mated to for nearly a year at this point, and while loving and caring as ever, he felt to be open about these inner wants to his committed mate would be devastating.

About seven months previous to this musical relaxation session, Danny had engaged in something he had both regretted, yet wholeheartedly wanted to repeat.

While his music stopped between songs, Danny sat up and looked toward the dresser at the far end of the room, a soft layer of dust coated the top, scratches from random coat hangers and objects that had been placed atop it, and a history well deeper than Jackson was aware of.

That dresser was just another piece of furniture to the oblivious Elk, but to Danny, it was a constant, daily reminder of what he could be getting away with again, but so far, lacked the courage to try.

"Sigh, why couldn't you of fucked me on that stupid thing, I could enjoy it's view even more then..." Danny said to himself, sighing in memory.

When that dresser found its way into their new apartment, the unnamed delivery Buck had given Danny a treatment alongside it's assembly and delivery that he had still, nearly a year later, had hardly forgotten.

The taste, the feeling, the smell, and most of all the mess, it all had compounded into a deepening dark desire, that so far only porn and the occasional adulterous story could sate.

But that just simply was not enough, the urges only grew day by day, and the chubby raccoon boy knew his patience was only so great.

He would have calmly sighed, and returned to his music, if it weren't for the door opening, and the loud clomping footsteps of his loving Elk returning home distracting him.

"Hey there love, got off early, damn hours have kept dipping..." Jackson said, sighing and tossing his coat to the couch, taking a seat on the opposite end.

Cooing and warmly cuddling up to his mate, Danny slid onto the sofa with him, trailing a hand over his mate's large chest, smiling.

"Maybe we can spend that time...specially?" the Raccoon teased, his fingertips gently brushing over the older Elk's crotch.

With an exhausted, angered bleat, the Elk gently gripped Danny's hand and sighed, looking to his lustful mate.

"I seriously wish, we could try something other than just sex, maybe like watch a movie or something, hun?" He pleaded.

Of course, Jackson didn't want to fuck...again. Why would he? He's always so stressed, maybe just his age was getting to him, or maybe, he just wasn't a strapping, strong delivery man...FUCK stop thinking that way!

"Sure...babe...we can watch something or whatever." Danny said, defeated and slumping back on the couch.

When you're combatting the lustful pull of tentative cheating, the last thing that you need is for your mate to keep denying you, over and over and over, and that denial simply poured gasoline on the metaphorical fire that was burning in Danny's chest.

To his right, halfway through a movie ironically chosen by Jackson himself, the Elk was fast asleep, snores echoing through the apartment, and Danny found himself grabbing his phone, and pulling up Amazoo, as he found himself doing nightly.

This time though, he found something worth ordering, an antler polishing kit, a perfect gift for his mate, and maybe even worthy of distracting him from his thoughts one more night.

He added the kit to his cart, looking over the shipping options, on pure memory alone, the mischievous Raccoon felt his member fill with blood and harden at the sight of the 'next day' option.

He placed the order with little worry, and leaned his head into his mate's shoulder, falling asleep in a warm embrace.

The next morning, the pair awoke on the sofa, and Jackson jumped up with a start, sending Danny onto the cushions.

"Fuck, I gotta get to the plant..." He announced, getting his coat and planting a quick, loving peck to the sleepy Raccoon's forehead.

Sighing, and motioning to the door, smiling half happily, half disappointed, Danny spoke "Have a good day love, be safe..."

Jackson felt a pang of nervousness, dismissing it for his punctuality, he clopped out the door and down the stairs, out of the building.

Alone, and dismissed, again, Danny flopped onto his back onto the sofa, reaching for his headphones, before his phone vibrated, pulling up the screen he saw a notification that made him gulp.

'Out for Delivery...six stops remaining'

Maybe it would be the studly buck? Maybe this time he would be able to live out another rush of deep, sneaky fucking?

Excited, and almost impossible to resist, his right hand found itself sliding down his pants, stroking his growing little shaft, groaning as he gave into the fantasy if nothing else.

The frisky little mated Raccoon stroked and edged himself for what must have been an hour at least, before finally, the door shook with a knock.

Walking briskly, hardly concealing his excitement under a bathrobe he quickly grabbed from the bathroom on the way to the door, Danny took a deep breath, and opened the door, half expecting the package to just be left at the door.

But, when the door swung open, he was greeted indeed by a courier, although not the Deer he had secretly hoped would greet him again, it was nonetheless a stud in his own merit.

Inside of a tight fitting brown uniform, was a studly, piercing clad rabbit, long dreadlocks flowed down his back in tandem with his equally long ears.

"Daniel?" The Rabbit spoke softly, disinterested.

"Uhm, y- yeah, that's me, heh." Danny replied.

"Yeaah, sign here...chemicals need a signature..." The Rabbit replied, pushing a PDA into the Raccoon's chest.

Hot, and rough, what a score, Danny thought to himself as he signed the pad, his hands shaking and looking at the tall Bunny that stood before him.

"So uh, h- how has your day been..." Danny attempted to start a conversation with him, looking at his nametag, the name 'Sam' sending another shiver through his body as he imagined moaning it.

Fantasy has a weird way of becoming reality, as the Rabbit simply sighed and put the PDA into its holster, and stared the Raccoon down firmly.

"Look, I recognize this address, half of our fucking facility does, Dolph never can keep his mouth shut." Sam spoke.

Danny felt his heart nearly leave his chest, the firmly spoken words, the name Dolph adding a name to the otherwise mysterious Buck that had eagerly slammed into his throat, and now, knowing this was not as much a secret as he imagined it would have been.

"Uh, w- what do you mean...?" Danny attempted to innocently play it off.

Sam furrowed his brow and crossed his arms.

"Any other day I'd have just left, but, he was right, you're quite the little cutie...So, are you going to invite me in, or just stand there stuttering?" the Rabbit spoke, his patience obviously fleeting.

Weeks of fantasy, and a growing urge, absolutely he was going to invite Sam in, he just couldn't for long...

"I mean, uh, if you w- wanna..." Danny asked softly, and stepped away from the door.

Piercings had never been a big deal to Dan, but as he was on his knees, at the foot of the sofa where his mate had been amorously snuggling him just an hour previously, his tongue eagerly dragging up and down the long, hardening lapine erection that had been pushed onto his muzzle, the fanatical Raccoon found his tongue stopping to slurp over the pink rings that had adorned the veiny, hard cock.

"Dolph wasn't kidding, boy, you're great with that mouth..." Sam teased, sighing in pleasure while the mated Raccoon slid the tip of his Prince Albert adorned shaft into his eager mouth.

The flavor was incredible, salty and smooth, so unlike Jackson, Hell, even unlike Dolph, this rabbit was absolutely the thickest, most enticing shaft he had ever slid into his well experienced maw.

Suddenly and forcefully, adding to his dominant flare, the rabbit gripped Danny's head and pushed his hips forward, burying his cock deeply into his throat with little warning, taking full control and bucking his hips forward, sloshing saliva and moans from the little mated Raccoon's mouth.

Danny's eyes rolled back into his head in pleasure, his hands gripping firmly onto the rabbit's rolling, thrusting hips.

"That'll do for now..." Sam teased, pulling his cock out with a pop, fully erect and saliva coated, dripping onto the floor.

"Now, take me to your bed." Sam ordered.

Nervously, Danny obliged, getting to his feet and grabbing the long, veiny and achingly hard rabbit's shaft in his hand, slowly guiding the bunny to his bedroom, and smiling.

The evening seemed pretty full, as Danny was about to be, but he was quickly distracted by his phone ringing, unable to answer it given Sam had briskly pushed the Raccoon down onto his back on the bed.

What filled him with even more fear was who was holding the phone.

"Woah, Sam, uh, give me that!" Danny pleaded, his innocence fleeting, as he whined, looking at the Rabbit's hand, gripping onto his ringing phone.

Sam cockily grinned and slid his body between Danny's legs, his erection slapping atop the Raccoon's.

"Gonna stop me?" Sam teased, his brown veiny cock sliding down and teasing the raccoon's ringed tailhole with his pink pierced tip.

He wasn't, no way, this was too good, It's not Danny's fault that Jackson wasn't half the man that this strapping handsome rabbit was, or that he had denied him for weeks, this was destiny, regardless of how heart wrenching.

"N- No...but...he...won't, ahhh..." Unable to finish his sentence as the tip of Sam's cock pushed past his tight pucker.

"F- fffuuucckkk..." Danny whined, defeated, panting already as the pure thickness of the alpha lapine's shaft buried inch by inch into him, sliding in with pain and pleasure.

Warmly smiling, Sam swiped his large finger over the green accept button, and quickly spoke. "Yello~"

"Babe, I'm on my way home, this fucking plant is gonna shut down soon, I swear to god..." Jackson complained into the phone.

Danny could easily overhear his loving, trusting mate's voice through the phone's speaker, and knew what would come next could be nothing less than chaotic, what was the cocky rabbit going to say?

He said nothing, and instead, held the phone up to Danny's mouth, and pushed his hips forward, suddenly and firmly thrusting his length into the eager raccoon's cheating depths.

He told on himself, unable to contain his massive, erotic moan, that no doubt shook the sound system of Jackson's car.

"Babe, what the hell was that?!" Jackson pleaded, stepping on the gas, scared for his mate's well being.

"I'm aaah~ S- Sorry! Aahh, he's so deeeeeep~" Danny whined, between wet, firm thrusts, the slapping of the Rabbit's hips against his loving boyfriend's rump clapping through the phone.

"What...the fuck?!" Jackson yelled, angry.

Tossing the phone to the side, Sam continued burying deeply into the eagerly cheating slut under him, his pierced shaft making perfectly placed pushes into the writhing, pleasured Raccoon's prostate, his little striped shaft already leaking onto his tummy fur.

Danny had basically forgotten who Jackson was in that moment, the only feelings and thoughts he had anymore were for pleasuring this godly, apex rabbit above him, his thrusts were so well placed, unlike anything Jackson could even imagine to deliver.

"Fuckin' A, cutie, you're even tighter than my boyfriend." Sam teased, his own cocky grin replaced with a smile of genuine pleasure.

So they both were cheating, they both were tossing aside loyalty for the deep, renowned pleasures of the flesh, and that simply made it even better for Danny, as his legs wrapped up and around the grinding, deeply pushing rabbit hips.

"H- Harder..." Danny squeaked, his eyes welling with tears from the pure intense pleasure.

Sam leaned down, pressing his lips to Danny's locking them in a forbidden, adulterous kiss, his shaft slamming deeper into the receiving slut, obliging his request and plowing more primally and pleasured into him.

"Gettin close..." Sam announced, muffled, into the kiss, "I ain't pulling out."

Danny didn't even think of letting him, his legs gripping around Sam's waist tighter, silently pushing him into it, begging without words for the rabbit's fill.

Slapping sounds and squelching noises filled the apartment as Jackson quickly pushed the door open, looking around, hearing his mate's loving screams of pleasure, his heart racing.

There is no way this is real, his beautiful loving Raccoon that he had protected, adored and cared about for nearly a year was screaming in pleasure from their bedroom.

"You mother fucker..." Jackson angrily muffled to himself, walking toward the bedroom door, and with a swift kick, sent it open.

The pair writhing in pleasure on his bed hardly even noticed, only Sam turned to face the cuckolded Elk.

"Gonna...fucking...blow..." Sam warned equally to Danny, as he did to Jackson, who fell to his knees in sadness, watching the familiar legs of his mate twitch and writhe in pleasure beneath the total stranger.

The Elk watched in painful sobs as the massive, pierced rod of the Rabbit pushed inside of his loving raccoon's tailhole, eagerly and raw, it began twitching, each vein pushed outward as spurts of piping hot lapine cum poured into him.

"GAAH~ FUCK YES..." Sam yelled out, throwing his pink and brown colored head back, his ears standing tall while he bred the cheating raccoon deeply.

Danny's eyes crossed, as the expertly placed thrusts and warm, washing cum load filling him coaxed his own shaft into a hands free explosion, splattering over his belly and chest with spurts of dainty coon cum.

Jackson, formerly masculine and confident, watched as months of work, love and devotion had been stolen right in front of him, he silently knew there was no comparison, he had never made Danny writhe in such pure passion.

However, his anger made him slowly rise to his hooves, and crack his knuckles, knowing the dominant rabbit was distracted with his cock buried deeply into his mate, he had a shot.

Winding back for a punch to the oblivious rabbit's head, Jackson let his fist swing forward, but it was stopped in midair by a large, muscular hand.

Coming down off their incredible, intense orgasm, the sweaty adulterous couple on the bed, looked back over their shoulders, weakly, at the sound of the clapped, stopped punch.

Danny smiled, when he witnessed what had happened.

Holding Jackson's vengeful fist, was Dolph, smirking widely, out of uniform clad only in a tank top and sweats that looked like they had been hurriedly put on.

"Listen, I think it's best if you go, cuck." Dolph spoke firmly.

The smaller cervine was guided out of the bedroom and out to the hallway.

"But this...is my apartment..." Jackson weakly pleaded, holding his hand, sobbing at his loss.

"Yeah, maybe later it will be..." Dolph said smirking, and shutting the door in the abandoned Elk's face.

Walking into the bedroom, the Deer looked down at the impaled, well fucked Raccoon at the end of Sam's shaft and smirked.

"Thanks for the heads up...Miss me, slut?" Dolph asked, smirking wider.

Danny smiled and weakly nodded, and as Sam slowly pulled his still erect shaft from his well filled tailhole, his mate probably sitting in the hallway whimpering in sadness, and his mouth was slowly being approached by Sam's cock while Dolph positioned his own aroused self between the little raccoon's legs, he knew his night was just getting started.

Maybe, just maybe, Jackson wouldn't deny his next mate so easily, if he was even man enough to find one.