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Oh my, this came out way longer than I expected! Please, do look at the tags. If you don't like them, the door is that way, and there is a ton more stories out there for you to enjoy.

For those who stay: First of all, if you're only here for the sex, look for the line "How about... that thing you mentioned you'd do to me, if we had gone to the clinic together?" with your browser's search tool.

Now, the acknowledgements. This story is based on the "Heat" series by Sisco Polaris, which is an amazing read and I hope you please give it a shoot. It has been written with his permission and a bit of his advice about the world's lore. This particular one is set many years in the past of his world, before bunnies reached other races among the stars. I tried to write it as a stand-alone, but I hope you get hooked to them anyway.

If you like it, please check out some of these links to get more horny bunnies:

https://www.sofurry.com/view/6069

Heat 1, the very first in the series. A delicious read.

https://www.sofurry.com/view/530588

The first of the side-stories, in case you are hungry for MORE.

https://www.sofurry.com/view/616417/

Camping in heat. A commission Sisco so gracefully wrote for me, and one of the few instances of incest he did. If you specifically like the theme of my fanfic, this one is way better. You can also read it's two sequels:

https://www.sofurry.com/view/861623

https://www.sofurry.com/view/1086136

It seemed impossible how Noah's huge body and seemingly even larger hands could hold his camera with such care and precision. The large (in every possible sense of the word) chestnut bunny was having a blast, having been the first to rush out of the family car to kneel in front of it, taking pictures of his imposing husband as he carried their bags.

It wasn't hard to imagine Oliver carrying someone out of a burning house over his shoulder, just as he was now carrying a quite heavy bag the same way. The gray furred firefighter was built like a truck, not a part of him wasn't strong; except his left ear which hung from one side of his face, mostly hairless and scarred by a fire years ago. He carried it like a badge of honor, and a reminder to double-check all equipment.

"Noah, sweetie. You've been taking pictures all the trip while I drove. You're going to pick up some of the bags, or your camera will mysteriously end up inside the wood chopper."

His muscle gut bound husband faked an indignant gasp.

"You wouldn't DARE."

Oliver just grinned and stepped forward to kiss his mate's lips.

"Do you want to try me, or do you want to carry some bags?"

"They're so heavy though..."

"I've seen you bench press more weights than I do." Oliver reminded him. "You'll live."

Meanwhile, inside the car, two younger bunnies stirred, having nearly fallen asleep after so many hours of driving past fields and more fields, interrupted only by the very random farm animal.

The youngest was Kyle, barely 18 a few weeks prior. The gray bunny rubbed his left eye, the one fully covered by a noticeable black spot, like the rest that dotted his body. He was having some trouble moving, and it was easy to see why.

Desmond, his older (by just one year) brother had fallen asleep against his shoulder. While Kyle was a member of the athletics club at his school, and captain of the dash team, Desmond had fewer active hobbies. His chestnut fur betrayed which of their dads was his biological one, just like Kyle's gray did the same for the other one. But he couldn't help but look at the creamier one that went from his jaw and got lost under his shirt.

He was stupidly cute when he slept. But he weighed a tad too much for the short and thin bunny.

"Hey, we're here." He pushed him, deciding to get close to one of his ears. Desmond was shy about them, feeling embarrassed about their shorter-than-average size. Especially because many bunnies believed that ear size correlated to the size of their maleness. Kyle grinned, and blew some hot air on them.

That got Desmond's attention, his whiskers twitching softly before he finally awoke.

"You're an ass." He complained, scratching his ear.

"Well, your ass is keeping my ass here, so get off already. I've been holding it in for the past two hours."

Both teenagers left the car with groans, rubbing their legs to get rid of all pins and needles. Being stuck between the bags and their parent's seats, it didn't leave much space for them in the small vehicle. But at the same time, an overpopulated planet like theirs didn't exactly leave much space for large luxurious cars. In the cities every extra inch cost a premium.

That shook Kyle when he looked at his family's farm. The building was huge, as it once had hosted nearly two dozen rabbits. Such was life before population control laws appeared.

His ears perked up when he saw the older rabbit coming out to greet them. Jake Grayson had his same gray fur, but instead of black spots, he wore a bunch of white ones. Even had one over his eye, although on the right one. His muzzle fur was shaggy and white too, nearly looking like he had some sort of beard.

"About time you showed up!" Laughed the old man. "I was about to call and see if you had gotten lost or something!"

"Gramps!" Both boys called at him, their ears perking with happiness to meet with their relative.

The farm bunny just needed to take a single glance at them before he pointed at the door behind him.

"Second door to the left. Wash your hands afterward."

"Oh, my gods I love you grandpa." Kyle rushed in, closely followed by his brother. He reached the toilet first, hurryingly pulling down the elastic of his favorite sport shorts so he could relieve himself.

He jumped slightly though when the chestnut fur of his brother joined him, the other bunny undoing his jeans' zipper.

"Gimme some room bro. It's the only toilet here."

"How did they manage with all the family living here?" Kyle complained, allowing his brother to pee next to him. He stole a peek of his sheath. It wasn't true what they said of short-eared bunnies.

"I bet they had half a dozen outhouses or something." Des shrugged. Soon they both were done and washed, meeting their family in time to leave the bags in the living room.

"Oh, look. The two princes finally show up. Were all those sodas just an excuse to not carry bags?" Oliver gave them both a light punch on their shoulders.

"Sorry dad." Kyle grinned, before finding himself trapped in a hug by the older rabbit.

"Aw my boy. I'm so glad you all could take some time to visit your old man! It gets lonely here."

"And you want us to check why your wi-fi is acting up again?" Des grinned before he got his own hug, his grandpa laughing at it.

"Eh, that's a nice bonus too. But mostly I'm just glad to see you."

"We wouldn't miss your birthday for anything, sir." Noah smiled, having already captured the two hugs with his camera.

"For the millionth time: you can call me Jake." The older rabbit reminded him with a squeeze on his shoulder.

"You know that won't happen in polite company." Noah chuckled and Jake laughed. The two boys looked at each other, unsure of what sort of in-joke they were missing.

They spent the rest of the afternoon exploring the huge farm. The old rooms, long ago abandoned as bedrooms as the family moved to other cities and towns, now transformed into studies, workshops and even a small shrine to the family, covered in photographs and old memories.

Grandpa Jake told his grandsons of the old days, when the farm was filled with bunnies, both male and female, working the fields with their hands and some old tractors. It seemed foreign to them, having grown in a culture universally homosexual, where homes were split cleanly by gender in almost all cases.

To think that Oliver had grown with a father AND a mother, rather than two fathers felt off, foreign or somewhat primitive in a sense. But it was fun to share the little memories they had of those times.

"I remember when I hired Noah here to help us work the fields, seeing I was getting short-handed. At first, I thought he was scamming me, always taking forever to finish his tasks. I was JUST this close to firing him... when I found Oliver pushing him against the water tower, both paws deep inside those big pants of his. I had to have a VERY stern talk to him about at which times it was appropriate to seduce the workers!"

"Imagine my embarrassment. I was 20, Oliver was 17... your grandad could have gotten me very much fired and in a hell of trouble." The large brown bunny recalled. "Instead, he patted my back and welcomed me to the family."

"And reminded you of the dangers of breaking my boy's heart." Added the older bunny.

"Oh Goddess, yes I'm still VERY aware." He shared a laugh.

The farm. Seeing so much food growing... with the overpopulation, food scarcity was common. GMO and artificial fertilizers had been pushed at lightspeed, and many governments had basically given away for free lots of automation to manage to keep every hectare of fertile ground to the maximum output possible.

Seeing all those fields lush with grain, the trees bearing fruit, the huge machines rushing to collect as much of it as possible, and to seed the fields just as fast. It was a lot to take in. Especially when they considered how scarce and artificially inflated food was back in the city.

They knew grandpa could only keep a small portion of it. It'd be selfish of him to stockpile sacks of valuable grain and fruit for his personal enjoyment when so many rabbits could be fed with the output of his land.

"I have to admit I miss having you guys around." The old bunny sighed, as it was getting near dinner time. "The farm feels so lonely without you guys."

"We're all doing our best, this is the only world we have, and it's not like we can pack and send people to other planets. With all the overcrowding, fires are a huge danger, and Noah is making good money too. People try to get any reason they can to celebrate and keep some memories of those times."

"Plus, the firefighter's calendar is tons of fun to put together. I'd send you a copy, but I'm not sure you'd want a tasteful nude of your son."

Jack chuckled, smirking at it.

"I might be old, but I'm not THAT old... I can enjoy the rest of the month. And maybe place a sticker so I can have some decent photos of my own son? I'm sure I'll manage."

"By the way, happy birthday." Kyle smirked, trying to think of something else than the firefighter's calendar. He and his brother had seen the pictures before, while his father had spent hours deciding on the best takes of each. They REALLY didn't need to have such mental images of their own father.

He did look splendid with that fire hose held between his legs, thou. Quite an obvious innuendo.

"Thank you, sweetie. But that's tomorrow." Jake patted his shoulder, as he so often did. "Geez, fifty-five already. Time does fly."

"Wait, but dad's Thirty-nine. That means..."

"That means your grandpa had some issues keeping it in his pants when he was a biiiiit younger than you two. And you should take it as a lesson to not make the same mistakes as him."

"Like dating females?" Kyle regretted those words as soon as he said them. His grandfather's face betrayed a bit of hurt because of it.

"It wasn't illegal back then. And I did love your grandmother lots. Even if she ended up preferring... other things."

Oliver came to the rescue of his son, diverting the conversation: "How is she, by the way?"

"Oh, she and her wife adopted a baby girl recently! I think from the same island as you were, Noah."

The huge bunny nodded, not really surprised. "War's getting even worse than when I left..." He sighed. "It's a shame. It was such a beautiful place to see."

When many birth-control policies came into place all over the world, Noah's native nation clung to their old faith on a fertility goddess and decided to push for the very opposite that of what was becoming the norm. Homophobia, nearly forced breeding during heat time... It seemed to attract every nutjob who couldn't see how the overpopulation was slowly but surely killing the planet. The Civil war came soon after, and many neighboring nations teamed up with factions. It was a literal bloody mess.

The mood felt a bit sour all over the place, but grandpa knew how to get their spirits up. Dinner time! He had prepared his delicious veggie soup, with a stereotypical extra ration of carrots for better taste.

Soon the family had gathered around the table, which was clearly built for the times the place had housed a lot more bunnies than presently. The feeling of all-natural ingredients, straight from the farm to the kitchen was a much welcomed change from rehydrated, microwaved meals that were more commonly available at home. And they had it quite good compared to some other nations.

"Dad, have you considered hiring someone? I'm sure you could get some help around here, and maybe you wouldn't be so alone." Oliver begged his father, but he only got a shake from his head.

"I'm fine, I swear. I meet with the guys often to play some rounds of cards and catch up, and the harvest festival is still quite a sight to enjoy. We even got a heat clinic in town; I won't have to drag myself to the city to meet with a bunch of strangers or ask the Johnsons to let me suck their Johnsons."

Noah choked at the unashamed language of his grandfather, but the rest of the family still got some chuckles from it.

"I'm glad the town is finally catching up. It'll do a lot for the health of the community."

"Yeah, I guess, but it feels a bit... forced. Meeting with a bunch of strangers... or even worse, with your neighbors. I still get weird looks from the pharmacy clerk. I think he wants to sell me some toys or something." The older fur looked at his two grandsons, his face betraying the math he was doing in his head. "Desmond, at your age you've probably already..."

"Yep." The big-bellied bunny raised his ears, before letting them fall at the back of his head in embarrassment. "It was... eh... could been better."

"Oh dear, what happened?"

"It was silly, but... I had agreed to go with a good friend of mine. We were a bit... you know, worried, being our first time and all. But his heat started early in the morning and they rushed him to the clinic before he could warn me, so I ended up having to go alone in the evening. It was a bit awkward. Especially because there were some guys a tad rude when I went in."

"I'm sorry to hear that sweetie." His grandfather stretched his arm to pat the teen on his arm. "I'm sure it'll be better next time, especially when you find someone right for you."

That seemed to lift his spirits a bit. Kyle smiled at his brother. In honesty, he was a bit embarrassed about his upcoming heat. He had talked with some of his teammates to come with him for support, but at the same time he was worried about introducing sex into the team dynamics. He knew some of them were dating. It could lead to jealousy... and unneeded distractions. Or maybe he was just being paranoid.

His mind did wander to a different question, one that, again, would leave his lips before he had time to consider if it was a good idea to ask it.

"How DID you get rid of your heats before clinics?"

If one were to look up the definition of "awkward silence", they'd probably find a gorgeous illustration of that very moment. Kyle looked at his family, not knowing exactly what was going on through their minds. Desmond looked just as puzzled as he was. Noah was visibly blushing, while Oliver just covered his face and groaned in shame. It was Jake the only one who seemed to be fighting a fit of laughter, and probably losing.

"Oh sweetie. I guess the short answer is the obvious one: we fucked."

Kyle rolled his eyes at the obvious answer. Of course, it was the only way to keep a heat at bay, short of some very specific medications or surgeries. "I guessed so far. But with whom? Did you have a group of friends or...?"

"Well, some communities do. Sometimes the local church would set teams of volunteers and the like..." Jake gave his son a look, both gray furred bunnies having a silent conversation between them. The older was asking for permission to tell further to his grandson. The father wasn't happy about it, but he knew there wasn't much option at this point. "But that wasn't very feasible at the farm. We live miles away from the next home, and so many rabbits living together tends to get their heats synced, unlike nowadays, where you spend more hours with your classmates than your own family."

"So...?" Kyle raised an eyebrow, considering the implications. "Well I know rabbits back then married males with females, like you did." Gods, it still sounded so ODD to think about it. Falling in love and spending all your days with a female?

"Yes of course. Those couples who wanted to have kids of their own, back before there was a cap on how many you could have, would simply... lock the door, and have a lot of fun together when nature called. But of course, you would have plenty of bachelors, and mated couples who didn't want another mouth to feed. So... the usual plan was for boys to spend that evening in the barn, and girls to share the big room, and for the next morning for everyone to bath and regain their strength!"

"Eh... so you had heat orgies, just like in the clinic." Kyle deadpanned, not really connecting the dots. Or, for a more appropriate magazine pastime metaphor, not really finding the 5 differences.

"Wait." His older brother caught it sooner. "You don't just mean boys. You mean Grayson boys. As in... all the guys in the family would..."

"Yep. Not like we had any other warm bodies to hump or get humped by. Unless you believe some nasty rumors about what some lonely guys do with their livestock."

"Yeah, I think that's enough." Begged Oliver, getting a chuckle from his old dad.

"You mean the talk about the family fun, or the rumors of be--"

"Yes. To both. Things were... less organized back then. We have better ways now, and there is plenty much to talk during dinner time than... biological needs."

The older bunny shook his head amusedly, but he accepted his son's boundaries. Plus, he was much more interested in catching up with his grandsons than to remember old rumps.

"Of course. Let's see, how about those studies? If there is something good about the city is that you kids can get proper education! Tell me you're not wasting your chances."

"Actually," Des perked up at this, seeing his chance to shine. "I got accepted at an internship at a 5-star restaurant close to home. I'll be doing some very long hours for dirt cheap pay, but

I might learn a ton under grand chief Linguini."

His grandfather clearly shared his joy, nearly bouncing off the table.

"That is amazing, young man! My grandson is on the way to become a master chef! Or do they expect to get my produce at a discount because of you?" He snickered, raising up and opening the liquor cabinet, fetching some old bottles. "I think I still have some fruit wine from back when we could afford to waste fruit on these luxuries. It might not be as fancy as the stuff you guys serve at your restaurant, but it's a chance to celebrate, nonetheless!"

It'd be some more hours of catching up, sharing embarrassing stories, and overall merriment. The sun set, and they enjoyed a good view of the stars, free from the lights and smog of the city. Grandpa complained about them doing the dishes, and none of them let him get off the table after he had cooked such a meal for them all. Desmond even promised he'd take care of lunch the next day, since he was on the way to become a master chef.

Kyle was surprised their parents haven't complained about him toasting with the wine, since he wasn't much of a drinker, but honestly the homemade wine barely had any alcohol in it, much closer to a sweet cider than any actual liquor. Still, it made him get up a few hours after crashing on the guest room he and his brother shared. He only wore his boxer briefs, but the farm was quite warm anyway.

One quick trip to the toilet later, and he was ready to head back to bed. He opened the door but came face to face with the gray and white face of his grandfather. He seemed to have stayed up late. He still wore his old pants and his shirt, although he had unbuttoned it, letting his chest breathe a bit.

"Washed your hands?" The older bunny joked, getting a chuckle from the teen, who showed his hands with still damp fur. "Good boy. Your father was always rushing from thing to thing and leaving messes behind."

Yeah, that did sound like him. So many times, he rushed out the door, just to knock back and ask for them to bring him his keys. Or his wallet. Or his pants.

"Well, he still kinda does. At least he learned to double check before leaving, after the ear thing." He pointed at his own, signaling his dad's burn scar.

"Yes, I bet that was a tough lesson. I thank the gods it was just the ear and nothing more. He'd still have them both perfectly fine if he had been just a bit more careful." Jake had been worried sick when he had got the call that he feared the most: His son getting hurt during a rescue. He had never driven so fast out of his farm like that day. "But I guess he was always one to rush at everything."

"Like getting his greedy hands on that sexy southerner you had hired for the farm?" Kyle chuckled, with Jake joining him.

"Indeed. I can't say I blamed him. Noah was already a sight for sore eyes back then. He might have ended up being your grandfather instead, but I'm glad Oliver found his love with him. And I know for sure Noah is quite satisfied with him too."

Oh wow. It was quite a shock to imagine his grandfather hitting on the one who was basically his father. Stepfather, if one was very picky with terms. Maybe he should change the topic.

"... Um, was dad embarrassed because his first heat with Noah was also with..."

Good job, that was a much less embarrassing topic. But he honestly still had a ton of questions about the whole 'heat in family' businesses.

"Well, yep. I was there to see the whole part. They spent a good while with each other until their instincts got the best of them." He sighed, making a sign to the younger bunny to follow him. The porch was just gorgeous at night, and the night sky was worth losing a few hours of sleep over. "Say son. Have you had your...?"

His grandpa sure had no qualms on cutting straight to the meat. Kyle blushed a bit but answered truthfully.

"No, not yet. I'm... kinda nervous, honestly. After Desmond had that bad luck..."

The older rabbit's look hardened. If he had been there, those other rabbits would have regretted messing with his grandson's first time. Of course, the clinic would have had some issues with a grandfather entering with his grandson, even if they didn't actually share blood. Or with a bunny punching another's teeth in, for that matter.

"Some bunnies are assholes, even while in that state. But it's not common. Most enjoy way more to have fun with you than to use you."

Kyle nodded, still feeling a knot in his stomach. "Gramps, would you mind telling me a bit... I mean, do you remember when you were my age?"

"I remember... well, a decent deal of it. After a bit most gets fuzzy. Some rabbits are barely aware from the very beginning, others are able to recall most of it. Usually you'll be aware of the first two or three rumps you have, and after that... it's mostly a rush of feelings and emotions." He sighed, clearly thinking of some old times. "Sometimes you'll recall bits and pieces, or maybe you'll run into someone and will remember their face as they fill your throat with jizz or something."

"Sounds awkward". Kyle admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "And you did those things with your family..."

"Well, we all go through that. It's silly to make fun of a fellow bunny for having needs. And sometimes you might find a nice fuckbuddy along the way." He winked at him. "I know some folks who meet at a church heat gathering. Me... I still have a cousin who comes to visit when he can. We barely leave the bed when he does."

Oh wait. His grandpa, with a cousin? He knew he had been divorced of his wife when his father was little and heterosexual partners were illegalized. It kind of made sense he found someone else over the years, but... a cousin?

"Really? I thought that was just a... 'we don't have much choice' kind of situation."

"Well, sometimes, you just click with someone." The old man patted his grandson's shoulder, sighing. "All right, want to hear some stories of what can happen in a heat?"

Kyle froze, his black-spotted eye looking at his grandpa's white spotted one. Finally, he nodded. It felt like some sort of forbidden knowledge. Something taboo, but at the same time, it did make him feel a very tempting warmth in him. Almost like an envy. Did he think of his family in that way? Not usually, no. But he did confess he knew, as a fact, that his fathers were quite objectively attractive. And he loved his brother tons. He felt that if he had been able to go with him to the clinic, he wouldn't have had to go through that bad experience.

The old man began: "Well, it was summer when my first one hit us. We all were feeling the urges. You know, random hard-ons, distracted minds, a bit of a fever and warmth in our bellies... dad, your great-grandfather, gathered us all in the pond, said that if we had to sweat it off, we could at least skinny-dip."

His grandson chuckled at it. It made sense, in a pragmatic way. Plus, an all-boys skinny-dipping party sounded fun and sexy, if you ignored the fact that they were all family.

"For me it felt a bit like just a vacation day, but we all knew that sooner or later things would get rowdy. My father, my uncles, my brothers, and cousins. All of us in the fur, just trying to stave off the heat by cooling in the lake. It was almost a normal outing."

Kyle nodded. Sure, just a pool party, in a more rural setting. Still, he knew there was a porno-like twist just around the corner.

"I came out of the water to fetch some food, and realized I was hard like a rock. It was... quite embarrassing at the moment, but my older brother just laughed it off and handed me a sausage... while rubbing his own." In his mind, Kyle couldn't help but picture it. For just a second the brother looked just like Desmond. Thank you for the mental image, brain.

"He joked a bit with me, said that I had grown quite nicely, and before I could complain, he just took them both and rubbed them together, trying to see which one of us was the largest. Oh, that sure set me off. Before I could stop myself, I was rubbing against him, moaning and urging him for more." The old man chuckled at the memory of his younger self.

"Of course, that caught the ears of the rest of the men, many circled us to encourage me and make sure I didn't get hurt for the first time. Others fell prey to their own urges, of course. My father taught me how to lube my brother's ass and how to carefully pound him. And as a show of gratitude, I remember giving him an eager but clumsy blowjob. He liked to joke about us appreciating the dick that had fucked so hard to bring us into the world." Oh great, now Kyle could perfectly picture his dad's voice saying those words. That SURELY didn't sound like something he'd say. But who could tell how his dad behaved once the heat took over him?

"I'm sure I did plenty after that. I was sore and my mouth tasted like literal ass by the time I came back to my senses. I had my dick deep in my cousin's tailhole, my mouth busy with his father, my ass sore with all the payback my brother had given it, and I can't for my life recall whose cum was stuck on my hands. I just stood up and decided to take a bath right there and then, while the few who were still in heat finished fucking."

Kyle had remained silent during all this time, amazed, embarrassed, shocked, and somewhat excited hearing and picturing all those gray farm bunnies going at it. He knew that it was a matter of months, maybe just weeks, that his own body demanded that very activity.

It was scary, but also exciting. He could admit having jerked off more than a few times to the fantasies of what he'd do once the time came. Sure, it was supposed to be therapeutic, a private time for rabbits to help each other, not some sort of voyeuristic, indecent orgy of flesh and sex.

But fuck, he was 18, and like any teenager, the idea of getting a ton of care-free sex was way more than enticing. He had more than once fantasized on how nice it'd be if his sexiest teammates were to come into heat with him. Maybe one of them just started right there, in the showers...

And like any teenager, he had to make sure no-one saw his hard-on while in the showers.

That brought him to a different gray rabbit who grandpa knew back when that bunny was his age.

"So... how about Dad's...?"

"You really want me to tell you about your own dad fucking?" The older bunny grinned. Oliver would probably flip out if he found his own father telling these stories to Kyle, but that only made these forbidden tales so much more attractive.

The younger chuckled, getting a bit cockier by now. "Well, it can't be worse than hearing about your GRANDDAD fucking."

"Hah, that's true. Well then, by the time your dad had the urges, I was pretty sure Noah had popped his cherry. But still I had to rescue him, because he had been helping his cousins with some problems with their car. His FEMALE cousins mind you. I nearly had to drag him away before his instincts drove him to do something very, very stupid. So, I had to give him something that his body wanted."

His dad, the sexy firefighter and paragon of the modern bunny gay lifestyle, going into heat while around females. That was NOT something he expected to hear. He had never thought his dad to be interested in females. He wasn't sure he even KNEW any woman in a personal sense. Well, there was his biological mom. It made sense that the solid-gray bunny had had heterosexual sex at least ONCE, to make him. But that was more of a 'it's the only way, let's close our eyes and think of anything else until this is done' deal.

Although, the chances of a successful mating were way higher during heat. So probably they both were...

"... His body wanted sex, right?"

"Yeah, not much you can argue with a bunny in heat. When I found him nearly flaunting himself to his cousins I had to rush in and find a way to be more tempting that those forbidden fruits. So... I gave him a hard kiss, groped his maleness, and told him I'd have a ton of fun for him if he came quietly."

Jake chuckled; it was all just a funny story now, but back then the laws had just become very strict. His son would have been in a million different ways of trouble had he followed his instincts.

"Of course, he said to bring his cousins along. Instead, I told him that he had Noah home, and that I'd let him stay with him during all the heat. That sure made the trick!"

"You could say love saved the day." Kyle joked, quite sure that this plotline would never fly on one of the cartoons that he watched when he was younger.

"Love for a sweet, big, chestnut-furred ass you mean. It wasn't easy to keep his paws on himself until we reached home, and I could gather some guys to help me. Lucky, Noah was there, and your dad basically pounced on him. That gave me a few minutes to collect myself, because... oh boy. Those were some strong pheromones."

"Really? Dad...?" That was something he had no experience with. He had heard about it in sex ed, of course.

"He is quite the MAN, I confess I enjoyed more than strictly needed. Noah barely had time to know what was going on, but I told him Oliver had gone into heat, and I needed to keep him busy. I asked my brother to fetch some of your dad's closest cousins, bunnies he could trust, and I waited there to make sure they didn't get hurt."

That sounded quite caring of grandpa, actually. Except the fact that it was while his dad made love uncontrollably with his future husband.

"So, they're practically eating each other's faces off and groping at each other, and Noah had barely enough time to grab some lube and slather his tailhole before Oliver just pushed him over the bed and went to town on him. Hah. My boy has always been the kind of bunny who sees something he wants and goes all out for it. In no time the room stank of sex, and his heat started affecting me too. So, honestly, I started pawing off while enjoying the show."

"You give farm bunnies a bad rep, grandpa." His grandson teased him, earning himself a nogging from the older rabbit.

"Like you city folk aren't a bunch of perverts too! I'm sure I couldn't show your phone to a priest without him passing out!" Jake laughed at that. It was all in good fun, he didn't really mind that his grandsons had their curiosity for some porn. "So anyway, he had barely finished jizzing in Noah, that he went after me. We fell to the ground and just started wrestling, all in good fun, but with the understanding that the winner would get to top the other. Our cocks rubbing against each other was quite distracting, of course, but not as much as Noah cheating, and nibbling on my neck while I was about to pin your dad down. Oh boy, that sure made my legs quiver. I went down hard, and your father just fucked me, right there on the floor, while Noah offered him some cock to suck."

This might have been way more graphic than the bunny had hoped for, but he couldn't bring himself to ask his grandad to tone it down. Instead, he pushed for more.

"You let him do you? I thought..."

"We were in heat. We're not some sort of primitives who use sex to dominate others. It's about caring for your fellow bunnies needs, not to show who's the boss. I would have let him mount me a thousand times if that meant he'd be safe from getting ill from the heat. Although it wouldn't take long for his cousins to arrive and find us in that compromising position."

"Did they rescue you?" Kyle would imagine that his dad would prefer his best buddies than having to do his own father.

"Nah, Oly and I were both way too much in heat for that. They sat in front of me and I took turns blowing one cock and jerking the other two while I got my ass properly bred. And then he pushed Noah on the bed, nearly picked me up and made me sit on that cock, and once he was satisfied that I had hilted his lover's babymaker, he joined in and sat on mine. His cousins did complain, of course, but there were three bunny mouths in there, so they all got satisfied."

"Gods..." Whispered Kyle. "I know the heat removes your inhibitions, but..."

"Oh no, no, it's not just like you had one to many drinks. It's more like having an unquenchable fire in you, and the only way to put it out is to douse it with as much cum as you can. And you REALLY don't care where it comes from. And talking of cum... well, eating dick sure makes it go all the way up the fastest, so I'm afraid I can't really tell you much of what happened next, but it wasn't until next morning when I woke up, cuddling your dad as he had passed out, holding Noah tight."

Crap. That had turned from horny to adorable all too quickly. "They make a good couple. I hope to find someone like Noah too."

"You mean someone who's a sexy foreigner with an ass you can't hope to hold even with both hands?" Teased the old man, getting a chuckle from his grandson.

"Well, a bit of exotic looks wouldn't hurt! But you know what I mean, gramps."

"Of course. You want a bunny in your life who makes you feel whole. A partner in crime, someone to build your own family with. That bunny who you want to spend the rest of your days with." He sounded nostalgic even. He wondered how his grandfather had managed when his marriage with a female had been made illegal. Grandma had found love again with another woman, but gramps...

"Ideally a male one. No offence Grandpa..." It wasn't just that heterosexuality wasn't very well accepted. Kyle liked males, as simple as that.

"None taken. Although don't discard females so easily. Someday you'll want to make some baby bunnies of your own. Unless, I dunno. The population laws get even stricter." As much as Jake knew they were necessary, he was sternly against them.

"Well, there are some in my club who... kinda gave me some hints. But I really don't see myself... plus, it's not even allowed..."

"Kyle, you don't need to make excuses for yourself. If you don't like girls, you don't like girls. If you do... love will find a way. Just know that your gramps will support you, no matter what."

The boy smiled, giving his old man a hug. Gray arms with black spots met with another pair with white ones, and for a moment, he felt quite reassured that everything would be fine.

Then he realized he had something hard pushed against his grandpa's tight, barely hidden by his tented boxers.

"OH, MY GODS!" The teen jumped back, trying to cover his shame with his hands. "S-Sorry Grampa, I-I don't know why..."

The older bunny was worried for just a second, but soon realized what was going on. He couldn't help but laugh, and place a hand on the young man's shoulder, shaking his head.

"Boy, we're all guys here. It's just a stiffy, at your age I was popping boners all the time."

"Yeah, but we've been talking about..." He mumbled. What would anyone think of him getting all hot and bothered by stories of his own family having... sex. Heated sex. Heated orgies full of sex. Great, his brain wasn't helping, it had teamed up with his cock.

"About sex and humping and heats. It's normal, boy; honestly. Just... you know. Take matters into your own hands. I'm sure you know what to do. I know for a fact that every bunny your age does it as much as they can." He had been young, and he had been a father. Pawing off was something natural of any teenager.

Kyle nodded, feeling a blush burning under his fur. Maybe he didn't need to add his own hornyness to the list of family members his grandad had helped get relief.

"I'll... try to get it to calm down. Eh... it's late anyway." He excused himself, heading back inside.

"Yep. Rest well son." He smiled warmly, not bothered by the little accident they shared. "And one more thing."

Kyle turned, one hand still on the doorframe. "Yeah?"

"The guest bed creaks a lot. You might want to find somewhere else, unless you want to wake your brother."

"Nope!" He turned and rushed inside, ignoring his grandfather's laughter. "That's something he DOESN'T need to see or hear."

Where he could find a good place to...? Honestly, with the embarrassment, he wasn't exactly in the mood to jerk off. Plus, he didn't expect to be able to think of anything else than what his grandfather had been telling him, and that was not something he wanted to have in mind while he wanked away.

Maybe it'd be best just to get in bed and take care of it the next day. He did just that and found out that it did creak a lot indeed. Enough for his brother to grumble half-awake.

"Mh... took you long enough." He complained on the bed next to him. "Did you get lost?"

"N-no, just... ran into grandpa, and spoke a bit with him." Not a lie. But better to not go into detail.

"Uh, neat." His brother sighed, turning to look at him. "This old bed feels weird, I can't sleep."

"I can't... either." Kyle confessed, but it wasn't the bed that bothered him. "Sorry bro. Just had my mind elsewhere."

"Thinking of some of your team's sexy butts in the showers?" He teased.

"More like... thinking that I'll be in heat soon, and what I'll do then."

That robbed the cheeky smile off his brother's face. A chestnut-furred arm stretched from under the sheets and offered a paw to hold. Kyle took it without a second thought.

"It'll be fine. Just make sure to go with someone you trust, and you'll have a blast."

"I know Des." Kyle replied. "But I can't help to worry. I don't know who else will be there. And it's not like I can grab all the guys at the team and offer them to have a hot orgy in the showers to avoid going to the clinic."

"Technically you COULD. But it'd be a quite awkward conversation. Believe me, you just need a partner for the very beginning. Soon you won't even care who's there pounding your butt."

That's what everyone told him. He knew it for a fact, but it was hard not to feel a bit self-conscious about it. He looked at Desmond, his face almost hidden from the little light that shone through the window behind the large bunny.

"You said you weren't very happy with the ones you started with. But you never told me..."

"I mean, it's not the nicest story to tell." He sighed. "And it won't fix your worries of going to the clinic anyway."

"But you're my bro. I care about what happened, be it nice or not." Kyle promised him, gripping the other's hand tighter. Des seemed to think about it for a few moments, before nodding.

"It wasn't... THAT bad. Mostly just a bit awkward. I was in the waiting room, and I had to undress and get a blood test. You know, for safety. But I was already feeling the heat, and so many guys around, so many butts... They gave us some lube to coat our butts and dicks with, because once you're in there, it's not easy to think about it. And... well, my first mistake was to get a bit carried away. When I realized, I was fapping with one paw, and fingering my tailhole with the other."

"In front of everybody?" Kyle gasped, trying to hide the amusement in his voice.

"Yup. The guard nearly had to tear my hands off my parts and tell me to rush inside if I couldn't control myself. The waiting room was to control the amount of people in, not to do a show. That made a handful of other bunnies to follow me, I guess my show had gotten them way too needy to stay in there."

His brother nodded, adjusting his position on the bed. He'd prefer to have a less active imagination, but truth be told, he could picture the scene vividly in his mind. He lowered his free hand to his underwear, trying to adjust his bulge under the sheets so it wouldn't be too obvious.

"It was quite a shock. The pheromones of so many bunnies hit me like a punch in the face, you know? And... I guess I was a bit shy, or maybe just too used to porn, because... I just started fapping. Enjoying the views of so many bunnies. Couples, trios... literal piles of bodies rubbing one against the other. That's when the guy grabbed my cock from behind me."

"The guy?"

"The asshole. He was bigger, older than me. I guess it makes sense, it was my first heat, so nearly everyone in there was older and more experienced. I don't exactly recall what he said, but... he made fun of it. He teased me, said that it was always the best when he could grab a cute virgin to play with. He... honestly, he was good at it. He knew where to touch, how to tease... I couldn't find the strength in me to tell him no. He pounded me, and when he finished and I tried to complain, he just showed me my own cum. I didn't even notice he had pawed me off, and... I couldn't help but to drink it."

"You drank your own jizz?" Kyle couldn't help but make a disgusted face.

"I was in heat. It smelled strongly of pheromones... and it went straight to my head."

"Sounds like the only straight thing in there." Such a bad pun. The gray bunny kept trying to get his cock in some inconspicuous position, but the darn thing throbbed and leaked. Stupid dick, he was worried about his brother, not getting horny because of that story.

"Hur hur hur." Des groaned. "But yeah... He was a great fuck. But it seems he got off by calling me names and saying mean things. Didn't care much for that. He got tired after a while, and we both parted ways and... I don't remember much. I think I just fucked and fucked and tried to think of anything else than him."

"Did it work?"

"I can't recall his face as much as I'd want to punch it, so I'd say it did." He smiled. "It's weird, I can remember how low he made me feel, but nothing else. Just that he was an older rabbit. At least I did meet other nicer bunnies in there."

Oh, that sounded better. "You did?"

"At the very end, I was coming back to my senses. I think I wanted to get out when a guy grabbed my hand. He was a pure white bunny, gorgeous, I think albino because he had red eyes. He begged me to stay, that he hadn't had a chance to get my fat cock in his butt, and he just NEEDED it. I was pretty tired, but I sat down and let him ride me. He was grabby, hugging and kissing and thanking me for the chance to get his ass spread by a fat cock."

"You do have a quite plump sheath." Kyle agreed, not realizing he was confessing to his brother.

"Oh, you've been looking?" Des accused. He seemed humored by it, which was a relief.

"Uh... well. We've showered together at the pool and stuff." That was a quick save. "It's hard not to notice."

They stayed in silence for a moment, the only sound around were the chirps of the nocturne bugs outside, and their slight movements under the sheets.

"I'm sorry you had a bad time." Kyle finally said. "But I'm glad it was just for a bit. I wish I could have been there."

That made Des laugh hard. "What, you wanted to be in an orgy WITH your bro?"

"No dumbass." He blushed. "I meant, to protect you. I would have told that idiot to get lost and to find some cock to choke on."

"You realize, ignoring all the rules against family members..." Pointed the older brother. "... that you'd have been in heat too if you had come with me."

"Well, plenty of bunnies to share. I go to my corner, you go to yours, and by the time we're done neither of us have the strength to get hard in a week." That sounded like an easy fix in paper. "Plus, you heard grandpa. When the heat hits, you don't care who you're with."

"That would make for a very awkward morning after." Joked Des, following with a mocking tone. "Hey bro, pass me the mouthwash, I need to get the taste of your balls off my tongue."

Kyle chuckled at that. The awkwardness of the next day would be something to keep in mind, but would it be worth it?

"At least you'd have someone you trust dealing with your issues. I've cleaned your puke after you had that food poisoning, the rest can't be THAT bad."

"So you're comparing my cum to my indigestion?" Des liked to be hard on him from time to time.

"No silly." But think about it. Had I been there, I could have kept you busy. Given you something to play with. Maybe play with your ass for a bit, see how huge you get when you're hard." Oh yeah, hugging him from behind, gripping his cock and stroking him hard, hearing that cute chestnut bunny moan. "And we could practice our blowjobs together, so we get properly heated and don't care about the rest."

He could almost picture it. His fuzzy hand grabbing a needy bunny cock, holding it tight and jerking it, feeling his wet pre soiling his fur.

"Dude... are you freaking pawing off?" His brother complained, turning on the lights as Kyle froze. He wasn't imagining the feeling of a dick; he was jerking off right in front of his brother.

He finally snapped back, nearly jumping off his bed. His cock bobbed free, having sneaked past the elastic of his boxers, standing proud against his belly fur. "I-I-I... W-what? I didn't even..."

"Kyle, were you seriously...?" Des asked incredulously, standing up, unable to grasp what his brother was thinking.

"I didn't realize! I was just... I didn't notice!" Begged Kyle, raising his hands. Des examined him, his face shifting from anger and indignation to worry and confusion. The younger brother was breathing heavily, his cock, even with all the shouting, throbbed and shone with a string of precum dropping from the pink tip.

"Kyle. Symptoms?" He questioned quickly. When the gray and black bunny gave him a confused look, he insisted: "Heat symptoms. Are you feeling them?"

"Eh..." He tried to think back to his sex ed classes. They had drilled it into their heads. "Warm belly, some dizziness, and... oh. OH. Shit. I-I think I'm..."

"Dude you're going in heat. Awesome timing." Chuckled Des, his anger replaced now with worry. "Kay, don't panic. I'll go warn our dads."

"What? Why are you gonna tell them?!" The poor bunny wanted to die right there of embarrassment. Although if he waited enough, his hormone levels would literally get toxic, so he might get his wish.

"Because the nearest city is like one hour away. If you're going to make it to a clinic, they better floor it, and dad drives a firefighter truck, so he's the best choice."

Kyle nodded, following Des to the room next to theirs. They were about to knock when the older brother nudged him with his elbow.

"Dude. Your 'lil bird' is poking out."

"Oops." He gasped, carefully trying to hide his hardon, with little success. His cock had gone full mast and it wouldn't bulge, his only options were a tent straight ahead from his crotch, or to catch it with the elastic and have the tip poking up. He decided for the former, at least he wouldn't shiver with his meat rubbing against his fur every step.

Des knocked softly on their parent's room, and then opened. Noah was still awake, apparently having been playing with their video camera while his husband had snuggled next to him, now awakening again and rubbing his eyes.

"Guys, you're a bit old to wake us up for a glass of water." Oliver groaned at them. "Do you have any idea what time it is...?"

"Eh, dads, we have a bit of an emergency." Desmond cut him off. That sure got a reaction from the firefighter, used to replying to emergencies where every second could be the difference between life and death.

"What?!" He jumped off. Kyle couldn't help but let his eyes wander. The large, strongly built bunny was quite a sight, and the fact he was sleeping in just his boxers... fuck, he was getting even wetter down there. "What happened? Are you hurt?"

"No, no, but... em... Kyle, do you wanna?" He begged his brother for some assistance there. The other bunny nodded; his eyes still lost.

"Yeah, I wanna..." He admitted, not really listening to the question. It took him a couple heartbeats and a very awkward silence before he realized what his older brother meant. "Oh, I mean... I'll tell him. Em, Dad, Dad..." He eyed at both bunnies now that Noah had stood up too. Oh man, so much bunny, he could get lost in that muscle gut of his. "I think I'm in heat."

Oliver looked quizzed, not really believing his ears. "What you mean in...?" He then noticed his son's cockhead, almost waving 'hi' from the confines of his underwear. He sniffed, and a certain masculine smell confirmed their suspicions. "Oh, crap. You are in heat. How long...?"

"I think just a few minutes. I'm hard, and warm, but I-I can still wait. It's just a bit hard to..." His eyes wandered from his dad's face, to his broad chest and those abbs. Gods, you could grind meat on that...

Oliver snapped his fingers, making him jump in place and focus again on his eyes. "Son. My face is up here."

"S-sorry. I just..." He blushed. This was already an uncomfortable moment without his body making him lust after every bunny he could see.

"Is ok honey. I know, your dad is quite a hunk." Noah got closer and caressed his cheek. Kyle couldn't help but push against the hand petting him. "But try to think of the dentist in the meanwhile. We need to find you a clinic ASAP."

The dentist. Yep, that could kill the mood quickly. Machines drilling, big needles going to nightmarish places, the grumpy female bunny at the reception desk. Females. The girls from his class that sometimes teased him and other members of his team...

Shit. His hormones were hitting hard. He was already considering bisexuality. The breeding instinct was STRONG.

"Dad!" Demanded Oliver, raising his voice towards the old bunny's door. Just a few seconds passed until he showed up. Apparently, he was getting ready to sleep too, since he wore only some old white briefs, and his unbuttoned shirt. Kyle had to fight the urge to whine, he could clearly notice the shape of Jake's balls snuggled by the white fabric.

"Hey, what are you all doing...?" He wondered before his son cut him off.

"Kyle's heat snuck up on him. We need to rush him to a clinic, where is the one in town?"

The old man's brow furrowed. "Next to the old hardware store, but it won't be open until the morning. There ain't enough people in town to maintain a heat orgy going at all hours. Is he just feeling it a bit, or?..." He noticed how hard Kyle was, and the way he was almost panting. "Oh yeah, it's bad."

Usually more experienced bunnies could hold it off for a while, try to keep their heads cold until they could meet with others. But Kyle hadn't noticed the symptoms in time and; listening to so many horny stories had pushed him over the edge. Or probably his building heat had made him curious about it. He could ponder about it later.

"We need a bigger clinic. The closest city..." Wondered Oliver.

"River city, an hour away. You won't make it that far son."

"He's not THAT in heat. I can drive fast, we'll get there in some forty minutes, and we'll be back in the morning." He started grabbing his pants, and the car keys. Kyle stood, his mind a bit too far gone to realize he should get dressed.

"I don't mean that. I mean you, locked in a car, with a teenager in heat. Do you realize what'll happen?"

Oliver froze in place, hands clutching at his t-shirt as he was about to put it on. He looked at his father, then his heated son, and his husband and older son. What was going on in his mind? He seemed about to scream at his father for wanting to stop him, but he had to TRY something.

"Yeah, I'll get heated too because of his pheromones. I can wait until he's done, and then go in." He decided. "He can go on the back seat, and we'll leave the windows down. It's the best I can do."

"So, you'll drive 40 minutes, speeding dangerously, with your boy getting hornier by the moment, you too... how long until he gets grabby?" He seems to be fighting the urge to jump at you already."

"Gramps!" Whined Kyle, wanting to just die of embarrassment. His heated urges being the topic of discussion was hard enough without the older rabbit pointing the obvious.

"No offence son, but you're almost undressing him with your eyes. It's only natural, don't be ashamed."

Oliver pondered for a moment, looking at their travel bags. "... We have belts."

"I know very well your car has seat belts; I'd be very crossed with you if you drove my family around without a bit of safety."

"No, dad. I mean belts, for pants. We can improvise a bit of a harness with them, keep his arms and legs in place until we..."

"GODDESS Ollie!" Noah interrupted. "You're not tying up our son like he's some sort of deranged criminal!"

"What else should I do? Wait until the morning and hope he hasn't jerked off to death?!" Shouted his husband back. He was angry, but his voice betrayed something else. He was worried too. Scared. But determined to get Kyle to safety. He put on the t-shirt and signaled downstairs. "Come on Kyle, the more we wait the worse it'll be."

The gray and black bunny looked at his father, his whole body trembling. Of need, or fear? He wasn't sure, but he felt his paws frozen in place.

"... dad. Please. I don't want this." He whispered.

"I'm afraid you don't have much of a say in this. You're in heat, like it or not. We need to get you... you know..."

"Fucked." Noah finished his husband's line. "We need to get you with other bunnies so you can fuck out your needs. Come on Kyle, you know you WANT it, don't you tell me your body isn't begging for some fun?"

The large bunny knew how to tease his son. The 18-year-old shivered and moaned, his cock throbbing and a clear drop of pre fell from the tip, getting soaked by his underwear.

"It's not the sex. I want to... gods. I NEED to fuck. But I don't want to get tied up because I might try to fuck dad while he drives. I don't want to get... pushed aside to a bunch of strangers. I'm... I'm scared."

"Son..." Sighed Oliver, stepping forward to embrace the bunny. Kyle had to fight the urge to grind against that body, simply hiding his face in his dad's neck fur. "What other choice do we have?"

There was a moment of silence, as they tried to let Kyle accept it for himself, when Jake decided to interject: "Technically... there is another choice. We have four bunnies here, besides him. We could get it done with only three. Two in a pinch."

"We can?" Desmond wondered, not sure what his grandpa was implying.

"You know. The way we did things BEFORE clinics were a thing. We don't need to drive anywhere; we won't have to entrust Kyle to a bunch of strangers... I don't mean it's a perfect fix, it'll make tomorrow awkward as hell, but he'll live, and you won't get a speeding ticket or something worse."

Again, silence. They had an option to consider. One that had its benefits, but its fair share of drawbacks. It could seriously hurt the family relationship. On the other hand, driving with a heated bunny was a recipe for disaster, and it's not like Oliver and Noah hadn't done it in the past...

"Bro." Des called Kyle, getting him to slightly step away from their dad. "It's your call. It's you who needs it."

Right, but it'd be everyone else who'd have to deal with his choice. Kyle rubbed his black-furred eye, as he often did when he was on the spot. The slight difference in feel gave him something to focus on.

"W-which ones of you would...?"

"I'm game." Offered his brother. "I mean... we used to bath together, it's nothing I haven't seen yet. Only... more grown up. Plus, you said you'd done the same for me, right?"

"I can help too, if you want your old man." Jake smiled at him. "At least I'm the one you don't share a home with. If things get ugly, you won't have to see me every day after that."

"I guess I could do it too. Either me or Ollie." The large brown bunny said as well. "It's way safer with three mates than just two. And I don't think your other dad is feeling the idea that much."

"I haven't said that." The gray bunny protested. "I'm not... I mean, I'm not exactly HAPPY at the idea of having to fuck my son, but if it's what he needs and wants... it's how I did it back when I was his age, and it didn't kill me."

Kyle smiled at them all. It felt reassuring to have their company. All of theirs. "And... could it be all four of you? I-I don't exactly feel capable of choosing, and I don't want you guys to feel like I'm rejecting you."

Jake laughed, stepping forward and ruffling the young man's hair and ears. "Oh, you think I'll feel insulted because a sexy teen doesn't want to have some fun time with me?"

"I dunno gramps, I think you're pretty hot still. Any bunny would gladly raise his tail for you." Kyle replied, before realizing what he had just said. His ears sprung up in surprise, and he blushed hard.

"Hah, he's heated alright. I can... ahem." He adjusted his bulge. Yep, he was already chubbing up. "I can smell you already boy, you have your dad's pheromones."

"Please, this is awkward enough already." Begged Oliver, throwing his car keys at the open bag in his room. It was clear they wouldn't be driving anywhere tonight. He better focused, because it was true: he could smell his son's need from there, and it was starting to affect him. "How do we do this? The hall isn't the best place for fucking."

"We could go to the barn, like old times. I still have the hay pile. It's easy to clean and soft enough to rut on."

"Why do you still have...?" Noah raised an eyebrow at his father-in-law, while the old man showed them the way outside.

"Because I still get my own heats and I like to have some friends over to fuck me silly." He proudly announced, getting a disgusted groan from his son. "And it's easier to clean than the bedsheets."

"Dad, for the love of every god, T.M.I.!" Oliver complained, even as Kyle chuckled, his arm scratching his father's side, and petting his back next.

"Dad... you're about to help me with my heat. We're WAY past T.M.I. now. We left it two gas stations ago. T.M.I. isn't even visible on the horizon by now."

"You're having way too much fun with this." He chastised him, focusing then on his husband. "And Noah, why did you even bring that with you?"

The large bunny looked at his hand, realizing all this time he hadn't left the video camera he had been toying with in bed. "Goddess! I didn't even notice I had it with me."

"Wait." Kyle begged. "That... reminds me of something." He looked at both his dads, blushing a bit. "One of the things that scared me was... not remembering this. The idea that I won't know how I am under heat, what kind of things I did... I wanna know what my friends and lovers will have to expect when they come with me the next time."

"... And you want to have a video recording. Of your first heat." Noah deadpanned.

"What? No way!" Oliver complained. "We don't need to remember this more than strictly necessary!"

"In fairness, you have some polaroids of me surrounded by your cousins' dicks, from our last year in the farm." Noah replied, making the huge gray bunny blush. "Not to mention you recorded both of our son's births.

"Their births. Not their conception." Complained Oliver, even if he knew he had lost the argument.

"I'm sure Kyle would gladly see that right now." Chuckled Jake, showing them the space they'd be getting intimate in. At the back end of the barn they had some straw bales, making a sort of private room. Some were pulled a bit forward from the wall, so they could be used as beds or seats. And also, a large amount of it was spread on the ground, so much it was reasonably soft to lay on top, and maybe even get dirty too.

Noah set up the camera on top of some high bales, making sure the angle would cover most of the area. No one else had raised a complaint. Either they didn't care, or they just wanted to make Kyle feel as safe as possible. Who knows, maybe they'd have some fun with it later on. Could be nice for a laugh. Or a fap if they were feeling frisky. Maybe they'd be ashamed later, but right now, as they were losing control with Kyle's pheromones, it seemed like a good idea.

The heated bunny looked around him. Grandpa Jake had locked the barn and was approaching, while leaving his shirt on top of some of the bales and exposing his gray body, speckled with cute white spots all over his fur. Gods damn it, all these years of farm work had left quite a big man. For a man in his mid-fifties, he could easily lift him with one arm if he tried to. Of course, Kyle was the shortest and thinnest of the family, so that might help.

Then his dad. Oliver was pacing around, still nervous, and not fully into the idea. His son had to bite his lip to hold a moan when he bathed in his full glory. Dad had inherited his father's broad shoulders, and the firefighter work had only made him look even more defined. It was such a sight that he nearly jumped at him. He was worried they were forcing him into it, but then he realized something: His dad's boxers were getting fuller by the moment. Probably the heat's effect, but it was sure now he was getting horny too.

Noah placed a hand on his husband's shoulder, trying to get him to relax. The brown-furred bunny was much more relaxed with the idea. Maybe it was his personality, much more easy-going. Or his native culture's more relaxed approach about sex. Either way, it seems he'd have some fun with the big bellied bodybuilder. Geez, his hormones were really making him lust for all his family.

He had never thought about them in a sexual way until now. He knew his dads were attractive, he wasn't blind. But until tonight, he'd never thought of pawing off with fantasies of them. And now he was about to fuck them all.

"Hey, Kyle? You ok?" Desmond's voice ringed beside him. He snapped back to reality, turning to look at his brother. It was easy to tell that Des was Noah's biological son. They had the same chestnut brown fur, and their adorable big bellies. Although his brother had his underbelly in a much lighter shade. He thought back what he had told him about the clinic and couldn't help but wonder if it'd been better to do for him what they were about to do.

"Yeah, I was just... thinking." He smiled back at his brother, trying to act confident, like this was just any other family gathering. At midnight, in a barn. On their underwear. Hard and leaking. "So... what now?"

"Well boy, ideally, we fuck?" His grandpa chuckled, sitting on some hay, his legs spread. Did he always sit like that, or was he teasing? He couldn't help but find sexual undertones to everything.

"Yeah but... just like that?" He whined. It wasn't easy to get cold feet while in heat, but the awkwardness of the entire situation was getting to him. He knew he needed sex. He wanted it. But that meant going after one of them. How did Des decide to...? Oh, of course. Some other rabbit had gone after him. Could he just pick one of them? Would the rest thing there was some deeper meaning of his pick or...?

"Kyle." Des called at him again, he pulled him close into a hug, which the heated bunny much appreciated. He clung to his brother's broad frame, softly moaning as he felt his cocktip push against the big and soft belly of the other rabbit. "How about... that thing you mentioned you'd do to me, if we had gone to the clinic together?" His brother whispered to him, trying to help him get started.

Kyle nodded, while his brother sniffed his shoulder's fur. The heavier rabbit shuddered at the smell, his grip tightening slightly at it. "Gods, you STINK, bro."

"I think those are the pheromones. Is it that bad?" He chuckled; a bit embarrassed.

"I think it's stronger than the entire clinic's smell dude." Replied his brother, starting to feel the effects. He closed his eyes tightly, feeling his cock harden inside his underwear and press against the athlete's strong thighs.

"The Grayson curse. Or blessing." Noah chuckled, as he handed them a large bottle of lube. "When your dad and grandad spent heats with me, I could barely say two words before I completely lost my mind."

"I guess it'll help you get in the mood faster?" Kyle smiled, taking a step back to admire his brother. That big belly of his, that soft squishable face... It was just too adorable. He needed to hug him, hold him... He couldn't wait anymore.

The gray and black bunny pounced at him, them both falling on a pile of loose hay as they started to cuddle and rub one against the other. Gray fingers got busy exploring that cute straw-colored belly, closely followed by the dark lips of a bunny kissing his brother's neck.

Soon his fingers reached the other's crotch and groaned in frustration when he found some fabric in the way. Hastily he pulled down Des's boxers, groaning as he saw those fat nuts, and an even fatter shaft already poking out of his sheath. It looked big. Porno-like big. Even better than he imagined.

"Dude. Don't ever feel embarrassed about your ears." He smiled, removing his own underwear, and jumping again on top of his brother. Des offered when he got the full weight of his younger and horny brother, but he laughed. It was embarrassing, but he was enjoying this treatment.

"If you say so..." He gasped as his brother grabbed his cock and started jerking him off eagerly, making him moan and shiver as he pressed closely to his body. He felt Kyle's wet shaft rub against his fat balls. He closed his eyes, but that only helped get lost in the feeling. His brother's smell was overpowering. He could tell the symptoms. It was just like in the clinic, his brain overpowered by the lust of others. He grabbed tightly on Kyle's sides and moaned.

"Yeah it is. You're huge, and it's beautiful. It's darker than mine, right?" He asked, pressing them together and comparing. Indeed, he was larger in all senses. At least Kyle didn't seem to feel self-conscious on being the 'lil brother'. On the contrary: "It looks delicious. I... it makes me wanna suck it."

"Go ahead bro. You need it." He invited him. Kyle licked his lips, shivering with anticipation. It would be just so nice to...

"I-I..." he reached, but then stopped. He looked at Des' eyes and tried to focus his mind. "I'll make me... get even MORE in heat, right?" His older brother nodded. That was the idea. The gray bunny swallowed, his throat feeling dry. He DID feel thirsty, and not exactly for water. Who knew one could have an urge to drink cum? But instead he rested his forehead against Des', clinging closely to him.

"I want... to wait a bit. This is scary enough without my brain getting run over by hormones." He whispered. As much needy and horny as he felt, he felt exposed, and robbed of control too. He needed a bit of time.

"Of course. One step at the time. What...?" Desmond's question was cut short by his brother's lips pressed against his, the younger sibling grabbing the lube bottle and squirting a generous amount of it, before bringing his hand between the older's legs and smearing all over his pucker. Well, that was one way to answer.

Kyle couldn't stop himself even if he tried. But he didn't. He needed to rut. To bring pleasure to them both, and it was short of a miracle of self-control that he still had enough focus to remember to properly lube his brother. If he had looked at the side, he'd seen his grandpa passing some more lube to his parents.

But he didn't. He was single mindedly focused on the feeling of kissing that other bunny, before sneaking a finger up his tailhole. He enjoyed the feel of Des moaning against his mouth as he penetrated him, and only parted when his burning lungs reminded him that while sex was cool, oxygen was nice from time to time.

One digit became two, and Kyle grinned as he enjoyed the sight of his brother writing in pleasure as he fingered the large guy. It was adorable and sexy in equal parts. Fuck, he was hot like that. He had placed his butt over the bunny's leg, his shaft grinding against his thigh as he stretched him.

He stopped when a brown hand grabbed his wrist, pulling him out of there. His focus shifted, from looking at his fingers disappearing inside that soft ass, to questioning his brother. Wasn't he doing it right?

"Kyle. Bro." He panted. Was he hurting him? Then, Des smiled, reassuring him. "Just fuck me already. You're the one who started the heat, but I think I'm pretty horny too by now."

The gray bunny grinned, stretching to kiss his brother's nose, a "thank you" for lending him his ass to the cause. Des replied with one on his black eye, both giggling like silly teens.

And finally, their lips met as they moaned in unison, Kyle's shaft slowly forcing its way into Des' ass. Carefully, but without respite. They shivered, holding each other in a close embrace as Kyle felt his balls rest against that soft fuzzy ass.

"Gods." He whispered. "You're so warm... and tight."

"First time feeling something that's not your hand?" Replied Desmond. He had to contain a chuckle when Kyle nodded. To think he had taken his own brother's virginity...

"That... and a fleshlight a friend lent me one time."

"Kinky. Getting sloppy seconds from a toy." He got an annoyed huff as a reply. "I bet my ass is quite better?"

"It's amazing. I... I wanna start moving, but I dunno if I'll be able to last..." Des interrupted him by taking his gray ear between his lips, softly nibbling on it and making the bunny shiver all over.

"Just fuck me already. We have all night to cum as many times as we want."

That was way more than what he could take. Kyle groaned, and carefully pulled his hips back. Feeling his shaft leave the warm body of his brother for the relatively colder air of the barn was nearly unbearable, but it was worth it when he slammed back in with a single hit. Des released his ear, throwing his head back with a satisfied moan.

The younger one grabbed those legs and spread them wide, their sides pushed against his torso like a soft cushion as he picked up a rhythm, pounding away at that velvety ass, his shaft getting softly tickled by the fur of his asscheeks before being welcomed by the tight and warm embrace of his insides.

His sight was lost on his partner. The way he closed his eyes as he moaned. His nipples, cutely erect and sticking past the soft and creamy fur of his front. His shaft, long, fat and slightly darker than his pink one, throbbing and leaking pre with each trust, a small pool forming on his deep belly button.

Kyle could only snarl like the rutting beast he was. He wanted, NEEDED to feel more of that delicious body that was making him feel so good. One arm stretched far, palm open wide to feel his soft fur and those cute nipples. Just a flicker on them made the large bunny squeal with tickles and pleasure.

His other hand went somewhere much more obvious, wrapping around that fat cock and jerking it without any concern about decency, self-control, or to make the night long and enjoyable. They were in heat; they were looking for a release of their pent-up needs.

He realized that was the first time he had held another bunny's dick in his hands. He had seen others. In porn, with sneaky looks in the team showers, and even that tournament night he shared a room with some of his mates when they had pulled their hard-ons out and wiggled them around for fun.

But pawing off another guy? That was a first. Along with pounding his ass. And it was the cock of his brother. The last time he had seen it, they were but kids sharing a bathtub together. It had been long since then, and they both had grown plenty. Especially Des, he could barely close his fingers around it!

"Hot." Groaned Kyle, his cock buried nearly balls-deep into Des, his hips a blur of rushed movements as he humped like a feral bunny. One could have missed it among the grunts, moans, and huffs, but not his present lover.

"What - ngh - was that?" He chuckled, his fingers gripping tightly to the gray bunny as he could barely form a coherent thought among the dual pleasures of being jerked and fucked, and all the heat pheromones in the air. Still, he noticed one of his fingers was rubbing one of those black spots on his brother's fur. Kyle was right, it was denser than the gray fur, softer. Who'd guessed?

The bunny pounding at his ass took a few moments to form a response. Probably not much blood aimed at his brain right now. "You. This. Your ass feels great... I wanna fill it. And your cock, it's so hard... I wanna see it spill." He closed his eyes, clenching his teeth as a shudder shook his body. "But I don't want it to end just yet!"

Desmond smiled at him. He knew that feeling. The instinctual urge to breed as fast as possible, fighting against the more rational wish to enjoy the sex as much as a bunny fucking in a safe space could do. He brought one hand to his face, checking again how the fur changed texture between the gray and black spots.

"Bro. Just cum. I wanna feel it. And we'll have time to do a lot more of these." Kyle's breathing skyrocketed at it. His resistance was crumbling. Des knew just how to give it one last push: He brought his other hand down, across the other's spine, and grabbed his ass, playing with his back opening with one finger. "Just imagine how good it'll feel when you're sinking this cock up your ass."

That sure did the trick. Kyle couldn't take it anymore, and suddenly pushed forward, hugging his brother as he moaned loudly, nearly a whimper as his cock exploded deep inside him and began releasing. Was this the heat, or just being pent up from having heard so many horny tales beforehand?

In any case, it had to be one of the strongest orgasms of his life. And just as he thought he stated to calm down, he felt Des clench around him, his insides throbbing strongly to milk his shaft. The warmth of his seed filling him had brought his brother to orgasm, and he felt how his hand and their belly fur got soaked in the large bunny's seed. That nearly made him come just again.

Both bunnies stayed for a moment there, moaning and grunting, their bodies pressed closely together as they finished emptying their balls. Kyle took a few moments to rest, his head using his brother's shoulder as a pillow. He was quite soft to nap on top. Maybe he should do it more often. It felt nice. Heck, even with Des' hand still between his legs. Not like he had let go of that shaft, even if it has softened. Only so slightly.

"... Are you playing with my balls?" He asked, feeling his fingers feel around his sack.

"They're nice." Chuckled Desmond. He seemed drunk with heat now. Maybe from breathing so close to his pheromones? Or did getting an assfull of spunk had anything to do with it? "I can tell one is the black furred one. I didn't notice your fur feels different until now."

"Am I such a lousy fuck that you had time to check that?!" He chuckled, rolling off his brother as they both started laughing harder.

"Nah, you dumbass. I just had a chance to feel you all over!" Des smiled, sitting up and rubbing his ass. "But oof, I feel FULL! You were pent up!"

"Nah, I just..." He began, getting up, and suddenly tripped, having to hold onto Desmond to not fall right back down. "Ow. Dang... everything is spinning."

He barely heard the steps closing in, but suddenly the huge figure of his dad took over, turning him around to check on his fever with the back of his hand.

"Son, you're nearly burning up. Your heat's getting stronger." His dad demanded. Even then, his son wasn't really paying attention. His eyes looked at that large chest, the bulging muscles under the fur. He was embarrassed before, but at this point his shame had taken a sick leave and he was completely uninhibited to begin groping those pecs and arms.

Oliver rolled his eyes, about to demand him to cut it out, but soon realized that'd be counterproductive. Plus, it did feel kind of nice... He sighed. He was honestly enjoying having his son lust after him. At least he could blame it on the pheromones. Or so he hoped. "Kyle, listen. You need to work towards calming your heat."

"Dad... I have just done it." He complained. He was FUCKING. What else did his dad want of him?

"You need to ingest cum. In your belly and butt, that'll make it go down. If you only top, your heat won't subside." That seemed almost verbatim from a sex ed textbook. Except the textbooks didn't usually include some very tented underwear right for him to... admire.

"I was trying to... keep my head, for a little bit." He whined, feeling almost like he was getting scolded by it. Oliver sighed. He seemed ready to give him an earful, but at the last moment he opted for embracing his son, making the shorter bunny groan as he got his face pushed against his dad's neck.

Fuck. He smelled good. Strongly. He was probably getting into heat too because of him. And grandpa was right: the Graysons had some powerful pheromones. The boy's hands got busier, feeling up that strong firefighter body, traveling down his sides and then hastily tugging on his underwear.

He gasped when he felt his dad's shaft press against his belly, his own almost dry humping his leg, lost in lust as he felt. The older bunny grunted in slight discomfort, but soon had to sigh and pat his son's back. The boy was needy!

"Kyle." He caught his attention, both gray rabbits looking at each other. "You need to suck my cock."

The shortest bunny had to take a double take to his dad. Yes, he had said that. His dad. It felt like a weird cognitive dissonance, that was a hot bunny, with a beautiful pink shaft hard right for the taking (and sucking), demanding him to blow his dick.

But the voice that demanded him was the same stern tone he used to get him to eat the darn broccoli. Well, it didn't look like a veggie. Nor smelled like one either. But he could feel that smell. The attractive muskiness of a needy male.

His mouth salivated, and his fingers grabbed fistfuls of fur on his dad's chest as he kneeled, admiring it. A small part of him remembered this was taboo, that he shouldn't be lusting for it. Of course, most of his brain was the part doing the lusting. He approached his short bunny muzzle to it, his nose caressing the underside of the shaft until he reached the balls, rubbing against them as he breathed in the intense musk, right from the sheath's rim.

"Ngh..." He groaned, taking a hold of the dick with one hand, and slowly licking his way to the tip. He felt the salty, bitter, and watery taste of the bit of pre that had pooled at the tip, emanated right as his dad gasped with pleasure.

It was like finding an oasis in the dessert. He didn't realize how thirsty he had been until now. Just what his hormones demanded: to feel other sexual fluids. He began licking with more intensity, masturbating the base of the shaft as he used it like a delicious ice cream.

His free hand rushed down to lustily grab his dad's cheek. In his mind, he noticed how different it was from Desmond's. Way firmer, full of strong muscles. And a bit flatter. There wasn't as much to grab on.

Slowly Oliver sat down on the straw-covered floor, legs spread open to allow easier access to his son, while the young man's lips surrounded that cockhead, sucking with more and more passion. He had to look down, caressing his son's gray and black face and trying to guide his head as he tried to bob and suck deeper.

"How is he doing?" Asked Noah, sitting on a bale of straw at a relatively safe distance, with Des next to him. Oliver raised his gaze to them, surprised to see that his husband had his hand around his other son's dick, and the boy was doing the same for his dad, them both lazily jerking each other off while they enjoyed the show.

He should have complained. Instead, he wished they had joined them so he could do it himself. "He's certainly motivated. And clumsy. His head technique REALLY needs a lot of practice."

That sure caught Kyle's attention. He spit out the dick, looking at his father with a challenging look on his face. "What? I'm here deepthroating your cock and that's the best you can say about it?"

Oliver laughed warmly at his reaction. So predictable. Every time Kyle felt someone thought he didn't give 110% of his effort, he took it as a personal offence and redoubled his efforts to prove them wrong. Probably that was why he had excelled at sports. And maybe a pinch of some very good genes from the Grayson family.

"You're more predictable than a clock, son." He sighed, raising a bit his knees to frame the younger bunny between his legs. "All right. First of all, careful with your darn teeth. I'm not a carrot, no matter how juicy it looks. And make sure to help with the tongue, you'll get more taste, and I'll... I mean, your partner will enjoy it a lot more."

Kyle nodded, trying to take a deep breath to calm himself. Right in front of a pheromone-loaded dick. It wasn't a smart move. At least it did help to get him motivated. He began anew, trying to use as much tongue as he could around the shaft, licking and jerking it from the outside first.

"There... ngh... see? you got to make it wet! If this one gives you trouble, imagine if you tried with Noah, or... gods, Desmond really outgrew us all." Oliver grabbed fistfuls of hay, as it could hold him grounded to the floor. It was hard not to look at his husband and older son as they beat their fat shafts right next to him. It had been long since he had spent an orgy with anyone but his husband and a large room of strangers. The anonymity of those helped him care less about what they were doing.

Now, he was teaching one of his sons about proper felatio technique, all while his heated brain lusted for the juicy dick of the other. He'd feel horrible with himself if it wasn't for the hormones.

Noah was much less self-conscious instead. "Hard to do with a dick around your mouth but do talk him dirty. He loves when I praise his dick." He advised, managing to bring back all the color to his husband's cheeks. That was plainly CRUEL. He was lucky he loved that bunny.

"Mh, Dad..." Moaned Kyle, holding the balls and shaft in his hands as he

kept licking, enjoying the power he had over the older rabbit. It was almost cute to see such a strong man shiver with just a flicker of his tongue. "Ah... your dick tastes so well. Thank you, dad. Thank you for... having me as your son. You made me with this dick, right?" He gave some special attention to the wet slit at the tip. "You want to feed me the same cum you used to conceive me?"

"That's new." Whispered Noah to his son. They were getting more and more into their shared fun, their bodies pressed side to side, their hands getting braver in the exploring of their forms as they masturbated each other.

"Maybe Kyle has some breeding kink? I never thought he might have a thing for females?" Wondered Des, his eyes glued to his brother. Laying there, elbows and knees on the floor, ass raised for them all to enjoy. Especially for their grandpa!

"Sorry boy, I don't think I can wait." Chuckled the older bunny, smearing a handful of lube on his grandson's ass, and immediately starting to work his finger in. The heated bunny gasped in surprise, body trembling with the new sensations. By pure instinct he knew to relax, the lubed digit reaching the knuckle with ease, and soon another one started to get in, spreading him wider.

"Gramps..." He tried to... complain? No, probably to encourage him. He realized how late it was, probably past midnight. That meant... "Happy birthday, grandpa!"

"Mh... and what a birthday... I guess we're having creampie for dessert?" He chuckled, his free hand reaching under Kyle's waist and grabbing his shaft. The boy moaned loudly, and Oliver used that distraction to grab his face and make him swallow his dick.

"Sorry son..." He grunted. Such a dominating tone on his voice. Not the same he used for his fatherly commands. More like the one of a man consumed by his lust and needs. "I... won't last much!"

"You never did... at least not with some lips kissing your sheath." Jake grinned at his son, removing his fingers from Kyle's ass, and starting to rub his cockhead against it instead. "I missed the way you moaned and groaned as you came, son. Does your boy sound the same too?"

"H-how should I know?" The father complained, having to grit his teeth as the mouth sucking him began to moan, the vibrations reverberating through his shaft. His son was getting his ass filled for the first time, right in front of him. Grandpa Jake waited no time pushing inside of him. His grandson was pushing his ass against him, helping him along. He clearly wanted it!

"We're about to find out..." The farmer smiled at him, hugging that younger body, and starting to hump against him. Slow at first, they'd have time to pick up speed. For Oliver, it was becoming too much. Each thrust helped Kyle bob his head, sucking him deeper and harder. He felt the back of his throat try to swallow his head. Still clumsy, but oh, so eager.

"Fuck..." He complained, hands trembling. He was close... and then Kyle had to go and grab his legs, holding onto his body as Jake sped up behind him, pushing the teen against him. That was the last straw. He shouted one last time, "FUCK!".

Two strong hands grabbed the bunny's head as the cock he so eagerly sucked on began to throb and shoot. His mouth flooded with cum, his throat filled with the salty taste of his dad's seed. He began to swallow as much as he could. He never expected cum to feel so good to him! The burning sensation on his belly began to cool down, as well as the painful dizziness on his head.

The only thing that intensified was the needy urges on his cock and ass. His instinct was going on overdrive, the more he swallowed, the hornier he got. But still, a bunny needed to breathe. Kyle's moans went from lustful to complaints, his hands trying to push his dad away, as he still held him tightly against his shooting shaft.

"Ngh... mhff... take it... aag... eh?" He finally realized his son's distress, and immediately helped him off the dick, which shot its last few ropes of seed right on his lips and whiskers. Kyle coughed, spitting some cum he hadn't been able to completely drink, and took some much-needed air. "Shit, sorry son."

"Is ok..." He nodded. Grandpa had stopped fucking his ass, but just to grab him from under his arms and pull him right on top of his dad before he resumed his ass pounding. Oliver hugged his son, lovingly nuzzling his head as he heard his whines and pants of pleasure, and his own father's grunts as he could finally fuck that ass with passion.

Sandwiched between the two large males, Kyle could do little more than moan and write against them. He felt some strong fingers close around his shaft, and he moaned, closing his eyes to enjoy all the feelings on his body. Grandpa's hands were holding his hips, so it meant... yep, it was his dad the one jerking him off.

He pushed forward and kissed his lips, moaning against his mouth. The older rabbit returned the kiss, tasting his own seed inside that mouth as he brought as much pleasure and love as he could to the smaller bunny. The feeling of a different tongue joined the party, Jake had arched forward to lick on the joined lips, and to clean his fur before the cum could leave it too messy.

Kyle was lost in bliss. The feeling of a cock pounding his ass with untiring vigor, the firm hand doing its best to milk his shaft. His chest pressed against the sexy body of the firefighter, the strong arms of the farmer holding his hips tightly. And those lips and licks, loving him all the way.

He pulled out of the kiss to gasp, his fingers pulling hard on his dad's gray fur as he grunted, closing his eyes tightly as he felt his orgasm overcoming him. His ass clenched tightly, giving the old man a much firmer grab around his shaft. He could tell the lad was cumming, and his own balls joined in the fun.

Oliver felt a messy warmth start shooting on his hand and could see both bunnies pressed together. Kyle's cute black-spotted left eye, right next to Jake's white-spotted right one. He smiled warmly at them and brought his father in for a kiss as the older rabbit kept cumming. He owed him a thanks, for helping them take care of his boy.

They fell in a pile, one bunny on top of the other, panting, gasping, breathing in hard in midst of their heat-fueled urges. And slowly, but surely, they started chuckling and laughing. Just out of sheer relief of having emptied their balls in one another.

Kyle smiled at the two older rabbits and gave each a kiss on their lips. "You two look cute together. We should meet to fuck more often." He said, in a surprisingly slutty tone. He then eyed his dad's scarred ear. It wasn't often that he was allowed to check it up close. Carefully he reached and gave it a kiss too. "Dad... please, be careful."

"Son..." he sighed, squeezing him hard. "You know I am. I learned my lesson. I don't plan on getting any more burned."

"I don't know." Jake said, kissing his son's other ear. "You feel quite hot right now. But Kyle is right. No more heroics. You guys need to be able to retire to the family farm and keep our traditions!"

"Like spending heats in family?" Oliver chuckled while he and his old father got grabby with each other.

"Maybe, right now it doesn't seem like such a bad idea!" Replied the older bunny.

Kyle realized he was becoming a third wheel for the reunited father and son. With care, and a bit of effort, he managed to pull himself from between both rabbits, rolling on the soft hay and getting a breath of somewhat fresh air. He looked at his dad and grandad, both gray rabbits cuddling and rubbing one against the other.

The older bunny made an attempt to go after his grandson, but Oliver was faster than him. He held him close with one arm, the other offering him the younger's cum, still soaked all over his hand. Jake just needed one sniff of it to lunge forward and start cleaning it, hungrily sucking his fingers. "I think my boy is right." The middle-aged bunny growled at his father. His free hand had started playing with the old man's ass. "It's been too long since I've pounded you long and hard."

Kyle admired them for a moment, noticing a fun detail about his grandpa: he had a gray-furred ball, and a white furred one. Just like his, but on the opposite side. It probably ran in the family. He considered jumping in the action too, just pounding on one of those two juicy assess and having his way, when a familiar moan caught his attention.

He turned to see a different kind of fun happening while he has been busy with his dad and grandad. Noah and Desmond had rolled on the hay and engaged in their own fun. The larger of their parents was laying on top of his son, his face buried between those brown and cream legs, his moans turned into gags with the way his son's huge shaft completely filled his mouth.

He couldn't see Noah's face, but he saw Desmond's, framed by his dad's knees and powerful tights. The bodybuilder could have crushed his head like a melon had he wanted. Luckily, he was way more careful than that. His son had been busy clinging to those strong trunks for leverage, his mouth filled with dick as one of his hands even fingered his dad's ass, trying to milk him faster.

Kyle locked eyes with his brother, his own shaft throbbing and leaking at the beautiful sight of two southerner rabbits. Something in bunny biology made them lust especially hard for the exotic looks of the brown bunnies. The day their species made first contact with some alien being, they'd have no chance to resist falling for them...

For now, he simply lusted after his father and brother. The latter even made a show of pulling his fingers apart, forcing a lustful grunt out of the former, and teasing their voyeuristic admirer with an offer he could not (biologically) refuse.

Not a word was needed. Kyle just rushed and hugged his father from behind. Some other cultures would call him his stepfather, but he didn't mind there wasn't any blood among them. He had been raised by both bunnies, and both were his dads.

And right now, he didn't mind any of that to place his leaking shaft against that stretched hole and start forcing it inside. He felt the large frame of Noah shiver as he moaned around the huge dick in his muzzle. Des hadn't even had time to pull his fingers off, although he managed to do so when Kyle reached the midway point and pulled out slightly to slam the rest of his shaft all the way to the hilt.

He stayed there, feeling his dick trapped by those firm buttocks and allowing his dad a second of respite. Absolutely unneeded, as he soon realized when the huge bunny began to hump against him, encouraging the young man to grab some fistfuls of fur and start pounding with all his strength, gasping and huffing.

New feelings joined the fun. Desmond, still milking from his dad's dick, had decided to reach for his brother's ass and play with his. Fat fingers grabbed at his buttocks, and one of them dared to explore his stretched asshole, still lubed by their grandpa's cum.

Kyle groaned, not even bothering to try to last. His strong, dash runner legs were made for this, for pounding another bunny with vigor and speed, his hips nearly a blur as his lap spanked that ass over and over, their meeting meats joining the cacophony of moans, grunts and wet noises in that secret corner of the barn.

The gray and black bunny turned a bit to the side to check over Noah's shoulder. Des's legs were trembling, he seemed almost ready to cum. That made him smile. "Gods... your kid has a bigger dick than yours, dad... is it tasty? Ngh... I-I should... have sucked it before when I had the chance! I would... gasp!"

He was cut by his brother's grab on his ass and cheeks tightening, his voice strained as he began to shoot right on his dad's throat. The other brown rabbit didn't even bother to pull out, he just drank and drank, hungry taking in Des's seed, as much as he was offered.

Kyle would have expected his heated brother to keep sucking on their dad, to double-team the huge bunny and milk him from every drop he was worth. Instead, he spit that shaft - thicker than his other dad, Oliver, but shorter too - and just rolled from under Noah.

The big bunny groaned, his dick throbbing needly after being abandoned mid-suck by his selfish son. Kyle used this chance to push him on his knees, getting a better angle to pound that ass... he groaned, right at his dad's ear. Dominantly and lustfully.

He was about to bite on his ear to show him who's boss when a large, brown arm grabbed his chest from behind and forced him to stand up, his hips suddenly trapped between two brown bunnies. His brother had sneaked behind him and was dragging his cum-coated monster between his buns like he was some sort of hotdog.

Kyle's breathing intensified with fear. He wanted... NEEDED more sex, but Desmond was just a monster. Still, he could do nothing to stop him. No matter how much he feared being impaled by that shaft, his body refused to deny Desmond his asshole.

He gasped when that fat cockhead pushed on his ass, forcing him open way wider than his grandpa had done before. His fingers pulled fistfuls of brown fur from Noah's sides as he bit his lip, whining in a pathetic attempt to beg for mercy. Des would give him nothing of the sort.

The older brother grabbed the younger by his ears and pulled their faces together, both bunnies tasting their dad's dicks on each other's mouths as they moaned and made out. Kyle

was pressed hard against that firm ass, unable to hump as his brother's shaft kept on digging inside of him.

His whole body shivered as he moaned around Des's lips, his G-spot reached and then crushed by the invading monster, and there was still more to go. He could barely feel that big belly against his fluffy tail or his back.

Des seemed to be tiring. His progress slowed as Kyle could barely feel his ass throb around that monster cock. It probably wasn't THAT big, but to his almost virgin ass, he could swear he was taking a whole fist. He used the pause to breath, body slumped back against his older brother's chest, his head resting on his shoulder as Des kept giving him quick kisses on the side of his mouth.

"F-Fuck... you're... huge, bro." He managed to murmur. His voice sounded dry and raspy. He needed some water after all this fun. Or maybe a fresh cumshot.

"I know..." The other one murmured, one hand still around his chest, playfully pinching his nipple and making him moan. "Brace yourself. I can't wait..."

"What? W-wa - GAH!" Kyle's whole body tensed as Des just pushed with all his weight, his shaft reaching the base and his fat balls slapping his brother's. The gray and black bunny stayed frozen for a moment, heaving breathless like he had just been punched in the gut. He should be cursing and begging to get him off...

But gods. He had never felt so full and loved. His body took a moment to adjust before he finally was able to make a coherent sound: "Do me."

When Des pulled out, he felt like he was being dragged with that shaft. His own dick was pulled out from their dad, and when his brother pushed in again, still with difficulty, he dragged it over the velvety fur of Noah's ass.

"Mgh!" Grunted the sandwiched bunny, nearly powerless to resist the larger one's fucking. "Fuck... F... fuck me!"

"Fuck ME!" Begged Noah, wiggling his ass to try to find Kyle's dick and get it back inside of him. Desmond was faster, grabbing his brother's cock and aiming it at their father's butthole. Kyle didn't even need to push himself. Des just hilted on his ass and pushed them both so they'd get inside of Noah as well.

They managed to find a rhythm like that, Kyle's shaft pounding their dad as Desmond had to put effort into turning his brother's butt into mush. The siblings made out with each other as their dad watched, moaning and awing at intervals.

The younger could do little more than to take it, his ass too stretched to even try to close tight around his brother's shaft. His hips pushed and pulled so he could barely control his own fucking. But he didn't mind much. His dick was surrounded by the wonderful warmth of their dad, his insides felt full of that hard monster, each thrust making him feel like his whole body was made of jelly.

"Ngh..." He grunted as his face was pushed on the bottoming bunny's back, the top one taking an even more dominant stance as they all rubbed together one against the other. His hands lost grip for a moment, and he had to hug that large body for dear life. It was by chance that he could find Noah's dick among all that action.

His fingers grabbed onto it out of instinct, his hand immediately jerking off encouraged by his dad's loud moans. Having been left hanging by his son's mouth earlier on, the large rabbit couldn't hold back a second more. He screamed Kyle and Des' names as he began to unload, right on the ground, his belly and his son's hand. His ass tensed as well, trapping the younger rabbit inside that tight warm hole.

Of course, poor Kyle couldn't do much to hold back either. He groaned loudly, his head raising, and his cheek pressed on Desmond's as his own bunyhood erupted and he unloaded inside that warm and welcoming butt. He could tell what would happen next. His own convulsing ass, those firm balls that had been punching his own...

Desmond grunted, hugging harder and suddenly biting his ear as he too reached his climax, his excitement reaching its zenith when he noticed the other two males cumming as well. His already hard cock seemed to inflate for a second before it unloaded rope after rope of warm bunny seed inside of his brother. The cum overflowed his punished ass, leaking between it and the brown sheath firmly pressed against it, coating both their sets of balls on the way down.

All three bunnies stayed like that for a few instants, trembling and finishing cumming before their tired bodies gave out, pulling out of each other and falling on a panting mess of fur, limbs, and cum-covered dicks. With one son at each side, Noah gave each of them a kiss on their lips, while the boys caressed his huge muscle gut, and felt the wet cum that had leaked from his fat cock.

They were too far gone in their heated lust to even consider how lewd they were being right now. Both young bunnies just kept rubbing and kissing that huge sexy mass of muscles as they went down out of instinct, simply appreciating the sexy form of their dad.

Desmond was the first to reach the cumshot, his tongue licking clean the spill of seed, fresh from the very balls that had sired him. Kyle's nose poked his, as his brother too wanted a taste of it. The started moaning as they washed his crotch clean. Noah just stared at them, panting, and licking his lips. His dick throbbed into life once again and poked both boys chins, reminding them of their dad's need.

Neither of them required any further instructions.

A set of gray fingers started rubbing his huge brown balls, while the chocolate furred ones grabbed the base of his cock and began jerking it. Two pairs of rabbit lips went straight for the top, kissing the head of that cock from either side, and making it shudder with their lusty moans.

The brothers looked at each other. Even now, with their minds swimming in a bath of hormones, they could still show how much they cared for each other. They knew that consuming that cum would make their warm belly and pounding heads feel much better, and had no problem taking turns sucking on the tip.

Des saw a clear droplet clinging to Kyle's lip, and he pressed forward to kiss it clean. A mixture of pre and saliva entered his mouth, followed soon by his brother's tongue. They moaned as their wrestled to taste each other's mouth. With a push of his hips, Noah joined in the fun, separating his son's fight with a cock in the middle, so they both would have something delicious to suck at while they kept making out.

They barely even noticed the heavy paw steps behind them, as Oliver and Jake approached both boys after having finished with their own intimate fun. Kyle was way too focused on the dick at hand to try to milk another one right now. Desmond too wanted to milk his dad dry, but he still had enough focus to wiggle his butt at them, inviting the pair of gray rabbits to further use him.

"I might just try..." His father grinned, before looking at Noah. The large bunny had spent a good while just admiring his sons, not doing much more than moan and caress their heads while the boys did all the work. "Having fun, darling?"

"Mgh... they've gotten good at it." He groaned absently. Oliver had other plans instead. Always the bossy one, he pulled Desmond away from his dad's fat cock. Far from complaining, Kyle hogged it all for himself, trying to deepthroat it. His jaw almost hurt, having to open so wide. Both chocolate bunnies had quite the impressive tools!

"Why so much sucking, when you could be stuffing your butt full of it?" Oliver whispered to his son's ear. Poor Kyle moaned loudly as he thought of it, his hands grabbing on Noah's brown chest fur and pulling himself up. His dad's dick was dragged all over his chest and belly, poking his own shaft and balls until the wide tip was nestled right against his abused ass. After having taken Des' monster, this one was almost a breather.

The younger brown bunny groaned in lust, seeing his father and brother being joined at the hips. He was about to lunge at the available dick when his other dad held him back, the gray bunny kissing his son's lip, tasting his husband's cock on them.

They fell on the floor, Oliver on his back right next to Noah. The heavy brown-and-cream rabbit eagerly reaching back to stuff his ass with the second Grayson dick of the night. After having been pounded by Kyle at the start of their heat, he eagerly took his sire's shaft as well.

Both fathers enjoyed this riding for a while, their hands appreciating the shapes of their sons. It was easy to see a bit of their respective husbands in each bunny that ridded them right now. The way Kyle grabbed his fur to better hold himself. How hungrily Desmond's ass swallowed his dick. Genetics don't lie.

Both young rabbits bounced on their dad's cocks with vigor, their hips producing wet lewd noises every time they slapped against their laps. The older couple made sure to thank them properly, reaching down to jerk them off as well, looking forward to the boy's orgasms.

"Look at this. I missed you having you two here for this type of fun." Commented an older voice behind the two brothers. Grandpa Jake was having a good time enjoying the views and jerking off with them. He grinned as his grandson Kyle reached back, grabbing his cock while he was busy bouncing on top of Noah. "Ah... someone is still hungry?" Des saw what his brother was doing, and joined in the fun, his hand grabbing on that firm farmer ass and groping it. "Oh, look at that. Someone's into butts!"

"You... ah... are having way too much fun, dad." Oliver scolded him, biting his lip to keep his moans under control. Why was he so stubborn? Still with all the pheromones in the air, he kept pretending he was doing this only for Kyle's sake. In the back of his mind he knew that being ridden by Desmond had nothing to do with fixing Kyle's heat. But... it felt good. And it didn't hurt either.

"It's been years since I've spent a heat with you and Noah. And I get the chance to be with my two beautiful grandsons... who turn out are quite the horny rabbits as well! I wonder which one of them will make their dad jizz first, so I can get them all for myself."

The two teens redoubled their efforts with that. All four bodies grinding and bouncing as they moaned and groaned, looking for nothing else than to bring pleasure to each other and to enjoy this forbidden closeness.

It didn't take long for them to finish again. Parents inside their son's butts, the boys all over their dad's bodies. They wouldn't even have time regain their breath that grandpa would tackle them and start grinding, possesed by the need for more sex.

And thus, they spent the night like that. Kyle would need to check the video camera the next day, because the longer he stayed in heat, the blurrier it all became. They devolved into a pile of bodies that fucked and grabbed one another without any rhyme or reason. Just horny bunnies fueled by lust and instinct. He left no cock without sucking, no ass without fucking. And the others did the same. While in a large orgy there would be more rabbits than one could fuck in a lifetime, here they made do with what they had.

And they had each other. His small, but close-knit family. Probably way closer now than they ever expected.

He woke up the following morning, surrounded by the arms of his brother. They had fallen asleep hugging, while Oliver had spooned behind him and placed one strong arm around them. At Desmond's back, Noah snored loudly, arms and legs sprawled all over. Typical of him. He noticed that they weren't as cold as he'd expect. Someone had thrown a heavy blanket over them all. Kind.

"Hey." The gray-and-black bunny whispered to his brother's short brown ear. "Morning."

The older brother stirred softly, hugging his sibling even tighter as he nuzzled his fur. They rested like that, warm in their embrace and ignoring the fact that, under the blanket, they were as naked as they day they were born. "Hey you. You sure made a mess yesterday."

"I think we ALL made quite a lot of messes." Kyle chuckled, a bit embarrassed, but mostly amused. He nuzzled a bit his brother's ear, recalling all the times he had licked and bitten it the night before. That sure made him blush. "Sorry for... dragging you into it all."

The brown bunny had to think about it for a second, but he finally smiled at his brother. "Hey. I'm glad I was able to help you, and make sure you didn't have a bad time with it."

"I appreciate it a lot. Almost as much as that monster cock of yours hurt my ass." He chuckled.

"It's not THAT big!" His brother complained, joining in the laughing.

"You're bigger than me and your other dad together." Groaned Oliver, not fond of being woken up after such a long night. Still, he petted their cheeks. "Enjoy the after-heat bliss now, because we're going to have quite the talk after that.

"Do we have to?" Kyle begged. "This will be embarrassing enough once we're all back to our normal selves."

"Mh... Just... try not to get too carried away. Ok?" His dad demanded. "It's all I ask."

Maybe he was too sleepy still to follow his train of thought, but Kyle had to ask. "Carried away with...?"

"I think..." Des whispered to his ear. "He expects us to keep having fun from time to time."

Now that sure brought the colors to his face. "D-Dad! I-I was just in heat, I don't..."

A laughter cut him off. His grandpa, who for some reason wasn't there with them under the sheets. Apparently, the old farmer was too used to waking up early to cuddle with his family after a heated orgy.

"Yeah, you say that now. But I know you teens! You can't keep it in your pants! Now... how about we all take a quick bath, and we have some breakfast?" He asked cheerfully, before opening the main door of the barn, flooding them all with the blinding morning sunlight.

Life on the farm was like that!