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The Star and His Photographer

For 3rdHarleyJoe

By Draconicon

Being the star volleyball player would have gotten scant praise at other colleges, but when the football team was a bunch of losers in the sport, and the basketball team was scarcely better, the volleyball team finally got the chance to shine. With him at the head of it, it shined pretty brightly, too, but only because he put in the work.

Austin huffed as he rounded the last corner on his lap around the campus, huffing under his breath as he began the approach to the dorms. He was already sweaty from practice, and that had only gotten worse as he pushed himself during his lap. The college campus was pretty big, and despite being pretty damn fit, even a rabbit could only go for so long. He was ready to flop down and take a break.

He walked through the front doors of the dorm building, dragging his arm across his forehead as he stepped inside. The air conditioning hit him hard, almost leaving him shivering. If he hadn't built up so much heat during his run, he would have been freezing. As it was, he just had a pleasant chill running down his spine.

"Hey, Austin," the dorm head said, waving from the front desk. "You got a visitor."

"Yeah? Who?" he asked.

"Some kid named Harley."

"Heh, Harley, huh? You let him in, right?"

"Wasn't gonna, but you had his name on the list. Friend of yours? Or Logan's?"

"Something like that. Thanks."

He nodded his head, already reaching over his shoulders for the tie around the base of his ears. Bracing himself for the sudden overheat that was going to follow, he yanked the tie down and away, unbinding them and -

"Mmmmph..."

Austin pursed his lips, a hint of long incisors coming free as the blood started flowing down the ears again. They felt like they were on fire for the whole walk down the hall, and he rubbed them vigorously to get rid of some of the pins and needle feeling. One of the biggest problems of being a rabbit: the ears always got in the way, and the only way of keeping them out of the way meant that they hurt afterward.

Still rubbing them, he pushed the dorm door open. It was just roomy enough for two people, and with his roommate still out for a party, he didn't have any reason to knock. Besides, he liked surprising the possum.

"Gah!"

Like that. He grinned as he leaned against the doorframe, looking at Harley as the poor guy desperately tried to cover himself with his hoodie. It barely went down to his thighs, and considering that the possum was only wearing his briefs now, it was quite the show in embarrassment. He grinned all the more as Harley turned bright red in the cheeks, the poor possum pulling his hood up and pulling the hood tight around his face.

"Shut the door, shut the door!"

"Why? This is pretty entertaining from where I'm standing."

"Please!"

"Heheh, fine, fine."

He stepped inside, letting the door click shut on its own. The poor possum continued to hide, though, and it was clear that he was more than slightly embarrassed. Austin shook his head, tugging at the neck of his shirt to fan himself a bit now that he was out of the fierce air conditioning in the hallway, and walked over to the possum. He knelt down by the desk chair, patting Harley's thigh.

"Hey, come on. Look at me."

"Mmmph. Why didn't you knock?"

"I wanted to see you, hot stuff."

"Nnngh."

"Come on. Open that hood before I pull it off and make you kiss me."

"Noooooot fair!"

"Gonna do it on three. One...Two..."

The hood came down quick after that, much to his disappointment. Harley was still blushing up a storm, but he wasn't hiding anymore. He chuckled, ruffling the other guy's hair before looking back at the desk.

"So, you bring the pics?"

"Um, yeah. I think I got all the good ones here..."

"Can't wait to see the poster when it's done. You got my good side, right?" Austin smirked. "Not that I have a bad one."

"You got a butt side."

"Yeah, and my butt's all muscle." The rabbit smacked himself across the ass. "Now, show me how hot I am."

"Y-yeah. Sure. No problem."

"I know you kept your eyes on the prize, Harley. Nothing but the best for your boyfriend, right?"

That got the possum blushing again, looking down and away, and he knew that it was for a whole different reason this time. He'd never been able to get Harley to admit that he really deserved the sort of attention he got. Never got why the possum was so shy about it, either. Just because the rabbit was the hottest, most popular guy in school, and the possum, well, wasn't? Why the hell would that get in the way?

He shook his head. That was an issue for another time. Harley gestured at his laptop, the photos loaded up already, and Austin started clicking through them.

They weren't bad. Most of them were focused on solo shots, and most of those involved him. Every time that he saw the focus drifting down, he smiled, and his smile kept growing the more photos he saw sliding further and further down.

Always loves seeing my feet...

He played barefoot most of the time. His toes had a better grip that way, and he could twist and turn at a moment's notice without having to deal with the squeak and slide that could happen with sneakers. It was more fun, too, since everyone was staring down at them instead of looking at him properly. Most teams thought he was a freak of some kind. He was, too, on the courts, and off.

He turned to the possum again, chuckling.

"Catching my best side, huh?"

"You, uh, have a lot of best sides?"

"Yeah, but we both know which one you like most."

Enlarging the latest photo - one that didn't even show his face and was mostly focused on his lower half - he panned the screen down to his feet. The picture had caught them when they were well-off the ground, capturing his sole in the perfect lighting to show a few little sweat drops on the underside. One couldn't even see what he was doing related to the sport. It was just a pure fetish shot.

Just like before, Harley tried to hide in his hoodie, but Austin was ready for it this time. He grabbed his boyfriend by the hood and yanked him over, his lips meeting the possum's for a single, quick kiss.

"Mmmph?!"

"You want to hide, you pay the boyfriend tax. If I can't see you, then I get a kiss before you disappear."

"That's not faiiiiiir!"

"It's perfectly fair. For me."

"Mmmph..."

"Heh, not trying to hide anymore, are you?"

"You kiss-convinced me out of it..."

"Well, good. Now. Show me some where I'm actually in action."

The possum nodded, pulling up some of the better photos. Austin had asked Harley for this specifically, and just as he'd expected, the possum had delivered. There were plenty of photos showing him spiking the ball over the net, or showing him and the rest of the team darting about. There was even one at the mid-game break where they were all posed together, getting ready to throw him in the air.

Unsurprisingly, that focused on his feet, too, but that was to be expected from Harley, and it was still a good shot. He tapped the screen -

"Don't touch!"

Harley grabbed his hand before he could smudge the monitor, and Austin raised an eyebrow. The possum blushed, but didn't let go.

"I just cleaned that...no smudging, please."

"Heh, fine. But this one looks good."

"You sure?"

"Completely. Turn that one into a poster, and we'll be set."

"Okay. I think I can get that done by Wednesday."

"Heh...and if we have some fun tonight, instead?" he asked, getting back to his feet.

That was more than enough to bring the blush back, as he knew it would. The rabbit walked around to the other side of the desk, sitting down on it, lifting his shoes off the ground and rolling his ankles to stretch them out after the run. Harley's eyes went right to the shoes, and he grinned as he curled his toes, making little bulges at the end of his shoes.

"I know what you want, Harley. You always want it. And I'm gonna give it to you today."

"Nnngh...but...but the..."

"The poster can wait a day. Besides..."

He nodded towards the shoes that were strewn about the room. Several of them were his, one pair was Harley's, but his roommate's big red sneakers were right in the middle of the floor. The shoe-laces were undone, and the mouth of the shoe was pulled so far open that it was clear that someone had been stuffing their muzzle down it.

"You seriously gonna tell me that you're not in the mood?"

"...I...Um...I didn't..."

"Don't worry. I ain't telling Logan about that."

"You're not?"

"Not if you do a good enough job tonight..."

Austin knew what Harley wanted. The possum always wanted to get at his feet, something that had drawn them together right at the start as a matter of fact. He'd been on the court, showing off as much as he always did, and he'd noticed that someone in the audience was paying attention to something other than the game. He was used to being checked out by other guys, but this was the first time that they weren't staring at his tight ass, or looking at his package.

He'd found Harley afterward, and, while he'd been a bit of a bully, they'd found out that they were at least compatible with each other. Yeah, it'd taken a bit of a bully-route when he made the possum lick his feet clean after practice a few times, but that had turned into the occasional date, and that, in turn, had turned into a relationship.

Not that they'd gone that far with it. Harley wanted to wait to make sure that they were both good with it before going further than handjobs, footjobs, and blowjobs, and Austin was cool with that. He'd look forward to when they were able to do more.

Even so, he grinned as he groped himself, and Harley whimpered under his breath, his eyes going right down to the rabbit's crotch. Austin stretched one leg, pushing against the computer chair and rolling it over to be in front of him rather than the laptop.

"Get over here."

"Mmmph..."

"You want me barefoot again?"

"Mm-hmm..."

"Then say it. Let me hear how much you want my hotness."

"Nnngh...do you have to say it like that?"

"I'm me. I'm hot. You want me. You want my hotness. That's what they call logical, right?"

"W-well, not quite, it's more -"

"Hey. Foot boy."

He pressed his sneaker right into the possum's crotch. Even through the treaded underside, he could feel the throbbing hardness waiting for him down there. He smirked.

"Wasn't a real question. You know what to do."

"I...I..."

"Come ooooon."

"I...want your hotness."

"That's right. And how do you want it?"

"...In...my mouth..."

That's what he wanted to hear. Even as Harley blushed, even as the possum's hands twitched in obvious desire to pull that hood back up and hide, the rabbit reached down to his shorts. He pulled at the zipper, dragging it down and pulling at his underwear beneath. It took almost no effort to drag his dick out, and he flopped it up and down as it stiffened in the open air.

Harley stared at it as he always did. Austin never got tired of that half-afraid, half-eager face that his boyfriend pulled when they were having their fun, just knowing that he could force it and Harley would enjoy it. Long as he didn't take it too far, and he never did.

He leaned in, grabbing the camera nerd by the edge of his hood, dragging him forward and down until his lips pressed against the tip of the rabbit's dick. Dragging Harley down the side, he slowly edged his cock further forward, rubbing it against the possum's lips, then against his cheeks, leaving a little pre further back.

"Come on, you know you want me. You know you want me."

"Mmmph..."

"Open up, possum."

Harley did as he was told, and he gently edged the tip of his cock past the possum's lips. They were soft, just a little wet, and Harley shivered as he worked his dick that little bit further in. He felt the way that the possum swallowed a little that Harley could already taste him, and his cock stiffened just a little bit more as he felt the warm breath blowing over it.

Austin hid the full extent of how much he enjoyed this, keeping it to the occasional grunt and huff when he worked his cock in to the hilt. It was just enough to keep from making Harley deep-throat him, something that would probably make it harder for the both of them. The fact that the muzzle had plenty of space, combined with the fact that he was a rabbit, meant that he didn't have that super-length that some species would have had. It fit perfectly, taking up all of his boyfriend's mouth without making it too hard to swallow around.

Harley's cheeks were as red as they could get, something that only made him harder. He rested his hand on the possum's head, gently pushing his hair back.

"Heh, you want my feet, you show me how much they're worth. Go on, start sucking, foot boy," he teased.

There was a moment's pause, followed by a sudden pull along the tip of his shaft. Austin groaned at that that, a little happy shiver of pleasure running up and down his spine as well as through his cock.

"Yeah, that's it. Show your boyfriend how much you love his hotness. I'm the big stud on campus, and you're all mine."

Oh, he could feel the blush burning through Harley's cheeks as soon as he said that, but did he care? Only enough to want to do it more. The way that Harley was shivering, panting, moaning already meant that the little guy was just begging to be pushed all the harder. He leaned his head back, his ears flopping against his back, and wrapped one leg up and around the possum's shoulders, his heel pressing against Harley's back.

"Yeah, bob your head a bit...yeah, just like that..."

With Harley moving his head up and down, sucking, licking, and swallowing hard, he knew that he wasn't going to last long. He was still riding the workout high, and his cock had been eager to bounce up as soon as he walked into the room. The fact that his boyfriend had been half-naked and cute as hell had just been a bonus for him.

Keeping his hand on the possum's head, he glanced down at the laptop again. He turned it just a little, tilting it so that he could see the pictures that his boyfriend had been taking. A couple surreptitious taps to the keys turned them back to the kinky ones, showing off his feet, his muscles, his legs, his butt and his bulge. They were all on display, all there for the possum's personal fetish fuel.

And it was hot to look at himself, too, particularly knowing how Harley saw him. He smirked, his cock throbbing at the sight of himself.

"Mmmph...yeah...You got the hottest guy in campus here, all to yourself. And you know what? You deserve it."

"Mmmmmph..."

"Yeah, you do. Now...come on..."

He slid his fingers through Harley's hair, not quite pulling it, but getting a grip on the possum's scalp. He slid forward a little, grinding his cock on Harley's tongue ever so slowly, teasing him, making the possum feel the full length of his cock every time. He made Harley kiss the tip of his cock like a peasant kissing a king's ring, and that only made him all the harder as he slid back in.

It was his turn to groan again and again, panting as he picked up the pace. Austin didn't usually take it this hard with Harley, not wanting to push his boyfriend further than he was ready for, but fuck, this felt good. In, out, in, out, each thrust making him huff that bit more, curling his toes in his shoes.

"Fuck, your mouth feels good..."

"Mmmph."

"You love it, too...love it when I stuff your face...Love earning the chance to play with my hot, musky feet."

"Nnngh..."

"You're gonna get 'em...real...real soon..."

He wasn't kidding, either. He was very close to cumming, and when he did, he planned to make sure that Harley got a good taste of it. Currently, that was the closest that they could get to him cumming in the possum, and he wanted to be sure that they kept that. That link, that fun, was what they had to substitute for the more intimate pleasure that other couples had, and he wasn't going to let go of that.

He could be patient, and he would be. That didn't mean that he wanted backsliding.

Grunting, he 'helped' Harley to go up and down his cock, thrusting hard, grunting as he used his boyfriend's mouth as his means of satisfaction. In, out, in, out, gritting his teeth as he felt his balls pulling up, his cum churning hard. He was right on the edge as he ground his cock against his boyfriend's tongue, and then, he went over.

With a gasp, he came, holding Harley down and forcing him to keep swallowing as he kept cumming. A good taste, a thick heat that he knew from experience would linger on the other guy's tongue. Harley wouldn't forget what he had done, and hopefully, he'd savor the memory as much as Austin did.

He held Harley in place for nearly a minute, letting it all drain out of him before finally letting go and allowing the possum to sit up properly. Harley sat up with a gasp for breath, coughing for a moment before he was able to wipe his lips off. He shivered, still, and it was clear that he was struggling not to blush or stutter something.

Austin loved that look. He loved it when his boyfriend got all flustered.

More to the point, it was clear that Harley was desperate to get on to the second part of their fun. Austin smirked, crossing his arms, making his shirt all the tighter as it pulled down against his muscles and against his own hardening nipples. Harley stared all the while, only for his eyes to drop as soon as Austin started lifting his leg.

"N-now?" he asked.

"Oh, yes..."

He rolled his foot along the ankle again, making sure to bounce his shoe just a bit. He hadn't bothered putting a pair of socks on after the game, just shoving his feet into a pair of sneakers for the jog. It was enough to keep them from getting damaged while running around and that was all he needed.

As the possum leaned in, sniffing around the edge of the show, it was clear that Harley was barely holding himself back. He was shivering, his cheeks burning, his eyes half-closed in that lusty need that he had seen so many times behind the bleachers after a game. The possum loved feet, loved them more than just about anything else that could be done with another person. He loved having his face buried against soles, and loved having his nose pinched between toes. It was like dealing with a foot fiend.

Luckily for the possum, Austin loved indulging him. Something about the faces he made, the way that he whimpered and blushed, the noises that he made when he was getting teased underfoot: they all added up to something that was hot and cute.

Perfect Harley.

He allowed his shoe to point right at the possum, nodding at him in permission. In less than a second, Harley had the shoelaces undone and the shoe itself halfway off, letting the rabbit's heel breathe in the open air while the toes were slowly being exposed. The possum's nose found its way to his toes as soon as they were fully out of the shoe, nuzzling between them and sticking right into the gaps.

"Mmmph...mmmph..."

"Heh, just what you wanted, huh?"

"Oh, yeah..."

"You like my hotness? Or just my hot feet?"

"Mmmph...Austin..."

"Come on. Say it. You love my hot feet."

"Mmmph...I love your hot feet."

"That's right, you sure do. You know, you're lucky to have me."

"Nnnngh...I know."

"Just like I'm lucky to have the cutest little foot-nerd on campus."

"Mmmph..."

Harley's thumbs were already digging into his foot, massaging it and getting rid of the little bits of stiffness and soreness that remained from practice. Not that there was much, but there was some, enough for him to feel the stiffness going away. He grinned, curling his toes, drumming them on the possum's nose. He could feel Harley's lips brushing against the bottom of his feet, kissing along his soles, nuzzling into the little sweat drops that were left behind. Not much of those, really, but enough to taste, enough to feel, enough to get the possum's motor running, for sure.

The first lick followed shortly after, and Austin leaned back, folding his hands behind his head as he just enjoyed the feeling of Harley licking away. The possum panted as he got into it, his eyes closing tightly as his tongue flicked up and down, dragging in little laps and longer licks along the bottom of the rabbit's foot. Each time he felt that, he swore that it went right to his cock.

It didn't matter that feet were less his thing than Harley's. All that mattered was that it felt damn good to put his boyfriend into this state and then keep him there.

He let the licking continue, feeling the little bits of oil and sweat get replaced with a layer of spit before pulling his foot back. Harley panted, biting off an obvious plea for more, but Austin just lifted his other shoe.

"You got another one, remember?"

"Oh...oh right."

"Heh, what would you do without me?"

"Um...probably take better pictures."

"Just get to worshiping me, Harley."

Chuckling, he went back to relaxing, ignoring the little throbs that went through his dick as the pleasurable teasing continued. One lick, two, three, four, soon devolving into a happy little possum just enjoying himself underfoot. Austin didn't need to look down to know that Harley was hard as a rock. The possum had always made it clear that he enjoyed doing this, and he could just imagine the underwear bulge that was forming.

But why just imagine it? Why not have a little more fun?

As Harley stuck out his tongue, dragging it between Austin's toes, he dropped the spit-covered foot to the possum's bulge. He felt it underfoot for a split second, felt the way that Harley's briefs were pushed forward just enough to really show off how hard he was, and then his boyfriend pulled back with a yelp.

"H-hey!" he blushed. "You don't have to...I mean..."

"Hey, I don't, huh? Well, what am I gonna do if the guys find out that I didn't get someone off? They'd start thinking I was losing my touch, that's what."

"Austin, you don't have to."

"Yeah, I do. Come on. Get that hoodie off."

"...You sure?"

"Get it off, Harley."

The possum did as he was told, and when he mentioned the underwear, Harley pulled those off, too. He was completely naked, completely exposed, and even though he blushed, he pushed his hips forward just enough to show off his cock. It was smaller than Austin's, but was the rabbit bothered? Not in the slightest.

Shuffling to the edge of the desk, he lifted his bare feet, rubbing them up from the possum's stomach to his chest. It was easy to find those little pink spots where the nipples pushed through the fur, and his toes curled and pressed to either sides of them. Harley gasped, shivering from head to toe, clearly enjoying himself, even with all his embarrassment.

"Mmmph..."

"You're going to cum from this, I bet."

"Nnngh...they're not...not that sensitive."

"What, your nipples? Heh, I was meaning from the footjob."

"Oh, god..."

Still, he stroked his toes over the possum's nipples, feeling the little hard bumps against the bottoms of his toes. They were so hard, and every time that he managed to collect one to pinch, it got a sharp gasp from his boyfriend. It was just what he liked to hear, just what he liked to see.

But it was time for the real thing, now.

He slowly dragged his feet back down, rubbing his toes through the possum's chest and belly fur, and then finally found that shaft. He sandwiched it between the arches of his feet, holding it pinned in place. He tilted it to the right, then the left, just making it bend a little bit, letting the fluff on top of his feet tickle the shaft as the warm sole on the bottom worked the side of it.

"Heh, that's it...just let me have a bit of fun here..."

"Mmmph...nnnngh...Austin..."

"Or, you can take charge. Go ahead. Grab 'em. Get yourself off."

There was no more than a split second of hesitation. Just like that, Harley grabbed his feet and pulled them down against his cock, thrusting up between the arches. Hump, hump, hump he went, fucking the space between the soles, and Austin leaned to the side, resting his head on his fist.

Heh, one of these days, we'll go further, but until then...

The sheer bliss on Harley's face made it clear that his boyfriend, at least, didn't mind holding back. There was no dissatisfaction there, and as long as Harley kept being that good with his mouth, Austin was sure that he'd be fine, too. He relaxed his legs, letting the possum go to town and enjoy himself.

Every so often, Harley shifted up the angle of thrusting, or pushed his feet so that they were angled so that he could thrust along the sole towards the toes, or something else like that. However, the possum had little in the way of staying power. He had probably been edging himself or enjoying some porn before Austin had arrived at the dorm, and that meant that he was right on the edge. The stains on his underwear were evidence enough of that.

So, it wasn't that much of a surprise when Harley came quickly. The possum arched his back against the chair, thrust his cock forward a few more times, and then slumped back, panting hard. His cock dripped all over Austin's feet, and the rabbit lifted them up. He pointed at the toes.

"Come on, Harley. You know what to do."

The possum nodded, getting to his licking duties between panting for breath. The little licks were far more like delicate laps this time around. No longer so frenzied, they were like worshiping caresses along the bottoms of his feet. Austin loved that feeling; it just added to his ego a bit, and it made him feel like the god among men he was.

He curled his toes lightly, smelling a bit more of the sweat and sex smell permeating the room. His own body was a bit raunchy at the moment - not horrible, but definitely due a shower later in the day - and the smell of two guys cumming was hard to miss. Kind of a good thing that Logan was out and about for the night.

Harley licked between his toes, getting the last bit of cum off of them, and started to get up. Austin chuckled.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Uh...I was gonna shower."

"Yeah? Says who?"

"..."

"Come here."

He leaned in, dragging Harley close. He aimed a kiss for the possum's lips, but Harley turned at the last second, making it land on his cheek instead.

"What's the matter?"

"Just...It'll taste like -"

"Cock, cum, and feet?"

"...Y-yeah..."

"Yeah. And? It's me. I'm hot, you're cute. Perfect mix."

Pulling Harley in for a second time, he made the kiss happen, locking lips with the possum and tasting the seed on the other side. He moaned softly at the little flavor that escaped, the little bits and pieces of cum and sweat that were left behind. Yeah, it was naughty, and yeah, there was that bit of nastiness to it, but it was a sexy nastiness. He wasn't bothered by that in the slightest.

Holding the kiss until Harley stopped squirming, he pulled back and smiled at his boyfriend. He nodded to the bed, and they both made their way over, slipping into the blankets and holding each other. Harley started to open his mouth, obviously wanting to say something, and from the look on his face, it looked like it was going to be an apology. Austin shoved a finger down on his tongue, pinning it, and shook his head.

"Uh-uh."

"Mmmph..."

"Just stay with me. You can shower later. I want your cuteness here." He closed his eyes, leaning against the possum, and they both snuggled up against the other. It wasn't much, but at that moment, it didn't need to be. They had each other, and that was all that mattered.

Austin, of course, was already planning the next bit of fun he could push Harley into, but that was another thing for another time. Perhaps the locker room, heh.

The End

Summary: Austin, a rather hard-headed jock, goes back to his dorm to find his boyfriend waiting for a project that they're working on together. What follows is some teasing fun.

Tags: M/M, rabbit, possum, foot fetish, oral, blowjob, teasing, jock, barefoot, footjob, foot worship, sweat, cum, cum in mouth, snowballing, orgasm, teasing, embarrassed, shy,