The Raccoon's Hotel
#1 of The Raccoon's Hotel
Hello again, friends. Remember me? That raccoon who was on that ship...?
Ah, good! It's been ages, I feared that you all forgot! How long has it been? About 10 years? How time flies.
The panda and I celebrated our 40th birthday recently (our birthdays are relatively close together so we just celebrate it in one day). It was a joyous event. We had a little ball in our hotel.
...Oh? I never told you about the hotel! My apologies.
In my time on that ship, friends, my parents both fell ill. About a year or so before I met the panda, word had gotten to me that they both passed away. My siblings got their other estates, while I got the main one, a mansion. I don't know why, but they favored the son who ran from them over their other siblings who shared their beliefs of having a luxurious life above all else. I don't know, maybe it's because I was the oldest of us.
After the old Captain died and the voyage ended, I felt that I had my fill of life on the sea and settled down in the mansion.
...It was so lonely, friends. I spent 10 years of my life searching for my love. Then, one night at a bar with a few people I had befriended and shared the story with, I learned that he had been doing just the same.
He had been developing his language skills while searching for me, as no one would help a panda who spoke similar to that of a toddler. By the time he found me, it was as if no one could tell he was a mute for most of his life.
We returned to my mansion, and made the greatest love ever that night. I'll spare you the details of that night, though.
Hm? You WANT to hear about it? You've already heard of my sexual encounters, there wasn't much difference between that night and the lovely nights on the ship, friends. Besides, there's plenty of more interesting ones which I AM going to share. You may want to loosen a notch or two on the belts of your breeches in a bit, heh heh.
First, the mansion. As the panda settled himself in, we wondered what to do with it. There were many rooms that neither of us use or even enter. The dining room was also quite big, with a large table capable of seating 3 or 4 families. We also had a recreational room with a harpsichord and couches that the panda and I occasionally used, but we got bored quickly with little guests to use that room with us.
Also, in the back, there's a lovely pool that's quite huge, as well as a bath, always kept hot, both of which we use during the warmer months. They're very enjoyable, but both of us felt there was something missing.
We needed people to share all these nice things with.
So, we decided to rent some of the unused rooms to men like us who...well...just don't have an interest in women!
It's a well-kept secret. I hope you can keep it from people who don't like this sort of thing. We're hated in this world, friends.
Anyway, we hired staff to help cater to guests, two of them being the badger and boar, being our closest friends (and two young lovers themselves!). They help us make sure everything in the hotel runs smoothly.
We hired a few "men of the dusklight" for our single guests. Some guests come here needing a bit of a release, and the men help them do that by coming into their rented rooms, and they have a bit of fun with them. The single guests always come back for more.
There are also cooks in the kitchens, servants, artists, musicians, a harpsichordist for the recreational room, all of them homosexuals like us. Of course, you wouldn't be able to tell that just by looking at most of them.
Now, the panda, on the other hand....
He hates breeches. He'll never wear them. In fact, when we reunited, he said something I won't forget: "Raccoon, I'm not wearing these anymore. They're constricting, and don't allow me any comfort. You and I agree I look better without them, anyway."
And so, the panda has worn nothing below the waist ever since, with few exceptions when we leave the mansion/hotel to dine. Most of the time he'll wear his shirts during the day, and to bed, sometimes a nightshirt (he favors one he has that doesn't cover anything below his waist). Sometimes, on formal occasions, the funny panda would wear his lovely suit, jacket, and tie, but still be completely naked below the belt.
On the hottest of days, the panda would walk through the hotel completely naked, and beckon the guests to join him in the pool or bath. Some guests find his nudity to be a little awkward and perhaps a little rude or just plain funny, but I always found it endearing, and so I'd just shake my head with a smile on my face. Other guests agree with me, and have told me I'm a lucky raccoon to have such a funny, sweet panda, and they'd also strip down to nothing and join him.
When I'm in the right mood, I'd join the panda and wear nothing below the belt around the hotel, and sometimes, crazy things would happen.
The morning sun shone in our window one day. I woke up to find the panda already awake.
He was bottomless, as usual, in his short nightshirt, reading one of his books. He had his reading spectacles on. I always thought they looked great on him, they complimented his face well. He laid on his side of the bed, quiet like he always was, just reading that book.
I noticed his penis was slowly starting to grow. It must've been one of THOSE kinds of books, ones you can't find in the libraries, but ones you can only find in the underground market.
"Heh heh, you've been liking that author, I see." I said. "Morning, love."
The panda snapped out of the book's hypnosis, and looked at me. A smile grew on his face.
"Oh! Morning, raccoon." The panda reached in and gave me a kiss on my forehead.
"A little lower, hon. You missed my lips." I said, jokingly.
"Haha! Alright." The panda came back in and kissed me again, this time in the area I wanted him to. I violated the inside of his mouth with my tongue, as did he.
"So! Reading a dirty novel, aren't you?" I asked, pointing at the panda's erection. The panda did not realize that he had one.
"Ah! Yeah. See? They're starting to fuck." The panda replied, showing me the part of the novel he was reading. I read it for a minute.
"....Mmm-hm. Well, this sounds great, panda. But, if you wanted entertainment like this, you could have just woken me up!"
The panda chuckled. I piped up again.
"So, what do you say, would you like me to take care of that morning glory for you?" I pointed to his member again.
"Of course! It's always yours to play with. You never need to ask, raccoon." The panda said.
I smiled at him. I went over to his cock and grabbed it. He always gasped a bit whenever I did that, always in pleasure.
I took the member and started to lick it, enjoying the taste, as I have been, for the past 20 years. There was a bit of a delightful groan coming from the other side of the bed. The panda closed his book and put it by his nightstand. As he did this, I put it into my mouth, and tickled the head a bit with my tongue. The member twitched in my mouth quite a bit whenever I did this, and I loved it. I also gave his sack a playful little massage, rubbing through the ridges underneath the fur, giving it a little squish in my hand.
The panda lifted my nightshirt as I did this.
"It appears that you've got some -hee!- of that glory too, raccoon. It'd be a waste to -mmph- not take care of it." The panda said while twitching some more in my mouth. "Want me to fix that while you're fixing up min-HEEEE!-...mine?"
I couldn't quite answer him with my mouth full, so I answered him instead by making my member twitch as well. I got a bit closer, but the panda instantly picked me up and started going to town on my little erection as well.
"Mmmmph!" Was all I could manage. I still felt his tongue was more talented than mine. He could always get me going quicker than I could him.
We tasted each other for awhile, momentarily stopping for a second to talk about what was on that day's agenda, but quickly went back to each others' cocks. It didn't take much longer.
After enough tongue-tickling and scrotum-massaging, the two of us shared each others' seed. Since he's bigger than me, I always end up dribbling some of it, whereas the panda was quite good at swallowing all of mine.
We rested for a minute or two, taking each other out of our mouths. He always enjoyed feeling my penis afterward, just to play with it, not to really make it hard again. I tended to do the same with the panda's.
Outside of our window, we heard a splashing noise. One of our guests must've wanted to take a nice dip in the pool. We both heard a loud giggle coming from the area.
"That reminds me...how about a bath?" I suggested.
The panda smiled, and nodded his head.
The two of us went into our washroom and removed our nightshirts. We pumped some hot water into our tub. It was difficult for me to pump, but the panda always gave a helpful hand with it.
After we got the tub filled with water, the panda quickly hopped in, with a bit of a splash.
"Hahaha! Me first." The panda said. I smiled.
I grabbed the soap and started cleansing him. Almost all of his body was completely soft and squishy, so it was always enjoyable to wash the parts of his body, his belly, his chest, his back, his rump, his member. He always remained quiet and smiled at me as I washed him, but occasionally he'd splash some water onto me, and laugh. It was like washing a big child who was the same age as me.
I washed off all traces of dirt, sweat and seed from his chubby body. After rinsing him off with the bucket of water, he'd always say "Thanks, hon." and give me a kiss on my cheek.
He hopped out of the bath, and gave me a wet hug, his damp fur rubbing against me. We then drained the tub, and refilled it for me, and the cycle started again, with the panda and me switching places.
I was always a bit more talkative when he washed me.
"So, I wonder who it was who jumped into our pool earlier." I thought out loud.
"Hm, dunno. There weren't too many guests last night, so it shouldn't be too hard to figure out." The panda replied. "It could be the badger or the boar..."
"Well, that giggle. It didn't sound like either of them." I said. "It could've been that pi-heh! You're WASHING my penis, not masturbating it, dear."
"Hahaha, sorry, love. You know how it always gets me carried away." The panda replied, blushing a bit.
I was unable to finish the thought, as the panda had finished rinsing me off not long after. After drying ourselves off, we both put on our robes. The panda's robe was, again, too short to cover anything below a certain point. He left it open, anyway. I closed mine, which was also kinda short, my scrotum was kind of visible from underneath, especially if my tail was up, which it usually was.
"So, breakfast, panda? What would you like?" I asked him, as I was about to leave our room.
"Hmm...flapjacks sound great, hon."
"Alright, I'll make us some then." I replied. The panda went back to the bed and continued that book he was reading.
I had gone down the stairs into the common room, which was right by our kitchen. We let the cooks off for awhile, as guests were infrequent at this time of year, and I always enjoyed cooking for myself, and especially for guests.
I was a bit surprised about what I saw when I got downstairs, though.
Two of our guests, who checked in the night before, a lion, sitting in one of the big chairs we had, getting his member nursed by a pig, the other half of the couple. The pig was completely naked, and kneeling on the floor while sucking on the lion's cock.
The lion turned his head and found me, in a bit of shock.
"Oh! Good morning." The lion said.
"...Heh. Morning there." I replied.
We both looked down at the pig, still enjoying the lion's member.
"Honey? Would you like to say hello or are you just going to be silly and suck my dick all day?"
The pig finally took the lion's penis out of his mouth, and giggled. It sounded familiar.
"Oh, did you two by any chance use the pool earlier?" I asked.
"Ah, well the pig did. He loves skinny dipping. I hope it's okay. Would you like him to put some clothing on?" The lion asked.
"Heh heh, it's fine. We actually ask the guests who use the pool not wear anything. Also, we don't allow most women and children in the hotel so guests are allowed to wear whatever they like indoors. You'll probably see a big naked panda walking around this house, he's my better half."
I then pointed to the large mural on the wall, painted by the badger. It was of the panda and I, both naked, embracing each other while both looking at the viewer.
The lion's facial expression changed.
"Oh, so you two own the place!"
"Mm-hmm." I smiled.
The pig looked at the mural.
"Hm! The panda looks irresistible!" He said.
"Oh, you. Always looking at the bigger guys with smaller members."
"Heh heh, what can I say? I just LOOOVE me a good penis!" The pig's voice was very whimsical.
The silly naked pig jumped into the lion's lap. His build was almost completely similar to the panda's, and even had a penis of about the same size and width.
"Heh! So, would either of you like some breakfast? I was going to make the panda and I some flapjacks, but I can make a couple of stacks for you two as well." I offered.
"How nice of you, raccoon. I think this pig is a little eager to have something else first, though." The lion joked. "But we would love to join you and the panda for breakfast."
"Very good!" I said. "The flapjacks should be done in about 15 to 20 minutes."
I went into the kitchen to prepare the ingredients, and started to make the batter. I could overhear what was going on in the other room, the pig continuing to nurse the lion, the giggling, the lion groaning in pleasure. I just chuckled and shrugged it off.
"Oh! Hello there. We met your mate earlier..." I heard the lion in the other room.
The panda had come down the stairs, overhearing our conversation before.
"Hi! I'm the naked panda the raccoon was talking about." The panda introduced himself. "I was reading my book when I heard you guys chatting. I was getting lonely so I wanted to see what was going on."
I had left the kitchen for a minute to see the pig turning his head to the panda, in delight.
"Oooh! Naked panda indeed! How cute." The pig said. "It's a pleasure!"
The panda still had his robe open, completely exposed for the guests to see. I snickered a bit. The panda also laughed.
"Well the pleasure is mine. What a cute pig you are!" The panda said.
"The raccoon invited us to have breakfast with you two, is that alright with you?" The lion asked.
"Sure, as long as I get to sit next to this crazy guy." The panda pointed to the naked pig, still determined to make the lion spill his seed. The pig giggled again, with the lion's member in his mouth.
I revealed myself from the kitchen, after placing the batter in each of the pans on the range, waiting for them to cook.
"That pig sure is determined." I said, jokingly.
The pig took the member out of his mouth once again.
"I'm sure if this lion's cock was like your panda's I'd get him to come quicker!" The pig said, giggling some more.
"Hm, how about mine?" I asked, pulling up my robe a bit to reveal my own.
The pig's eyes widened again.
"Oooh yours is cute too!" The pig grinned, and then went back on the lion's member.
"I'm actually almost there." The lion said. "How much more time for the flapjacks?"
"I'm going to flip them over in a minute. They should be ready by the time you go over." I replied, and went back into the kitchen. "Panda, come help me bring them out."
"Sure, hon." The panda replied, following me into the kitchen.
The two of us went into the kitchen and discussed our guests.
"So...what do you think? Should we invite them into our room after breakfast?" I asked.
The panda smiled.
"Why not? They seem like they like having fun the way we do. Also, that pig..." He replied.
"Yeah, I saw you taking a liking to him. I think the lion's kinda cute too, if you take the pig, I'll take the lion." I said.
"Alright. Of course, the pig can't replace you, love." The panda kissed me again.
"Nor can the lion replace you." I replied, hugging my love of 20 years.
The panda and I came out of the kitchen with plates of hot flapjacks in our hands.
"Who's hungry?" I asked with a smile.
The lion was ready to answer, but was at his breaking point. He shot his seed into the pig's mouth. After swallowing all of it, he picked his head up and saw the panda and I holding the plates.
"Looks delicious!" He said.
The four of us went into the dining room. Along the way, it appeared that the lion lost his breeches, possibly to not feel left out since the rest of us weren't wearing any.
We all sat at the table, the lion and I on the ends, and the panda and pig in between us. As we ate, the silly pig started playing with the panda's member under the table. The panda laughed at this, and grabbed at the pig's in return.
"They're like kids." The lion said.
"The cutest kids ever." I replied, taking another bite.
"Indeed." The lion smiled at the two.
We continued eating until all the flapjacks were eaten. After that, we invited the two into our bedroom, which they also happily accepted.
As they entered with us, the pig was fascinated by some of the toys and devices we had, especially the dildos on our nightstand. I had one on mine, and the panda had one on his.
The pig went over to mine and picked it up.
"Hm! This looks familiar!"
"Oh yes, that's the panda's penis. A sculptor once stayed the night here. Since he did not have the money, he offered to mold dildos out of our penises for each other, for when the other was away and we needed a release. It was a great idea, so now we allow guests who don't have the money to do other things that are well worth their stay." I explained.
"Amazing. That's a nice thing you do for guests." The lion said.
"Well, we wanted everyone to have a place to escape from the people who don't accept us, and truth be told, we don't really need the money we get, we just like sharing this place with others. You two are pretty lucky, the panda and I rarely let guests enter our room to do what we're about to do." I smiled.
After I said that, the panda threw the pig into the bed. He took off his robe and started rubbing his member against the pig's. The lion saw this in shock.
"You guys are...into that?" The lion asked. His cock started hardening again.
"Only with the people we deem okay. As I said, you two are lucky." I grabbed at the lion's penis and started caressing it. "Are you okay with this?"
The cock twitched in my hand. "Sure we are."
The four of us got into our bed and went crazy with each other. The panda and pig both took turns fucking each other, while the lion and I sucked each others' cocks.
The panda later told me the pig constantly shot his seed into the panda multiple times without actually climaxing, and thought it was very arousing, and he loved the feeling.
The lion's cock was much longer than the panda's, and reached places inside of me that the panda could not when he fucked me.
The whole time, the panda and I exchanged looks at each other, and smiled as we did everything.
The four of us climaxed around the same time, and shot our seed all over each other, and our bed, getting it quite messy. We probably shook the whole hotel, four chubby guys ramming each other, moaning loudly.
After that, the pig and lion put their clothes back on, and bid us adieu. We saw them off as they continued their travels.
The panda I hugged each other.
"...We should probably clean up that mess we made in our room." I said.
"Yeah..." The panda replied.
We stayed silent for a minute as we watched the two continue to disappear in the horizon.
"...You wanna go jump in the pool for awhile?" I asked.
The panda thought about it for a minute.
"Okay!" He smiled.
The two of us removed our robes and jumped into our pool.