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This story is pornographic, and gay, and furry. Stand warned, and, hopefully, piqued!

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Hello y'all, welcome to read my new story!

Another odd, quick moment of inspiration brought this on. I wasn't intending to write this story, but it came for me and I typed it down, and it turned out pretty okay.

What do you think? Don't forget that all comments, faves, votes and watches help others to find these stories to enjoy as well.

As a side note, I could also say that it's my first story with a bunny in it, woo!

Cheers to y'all, have a very fun read!

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It wasn't really the optimal relationship, but what a man's gotta do a man's gotta do. They'd met in a gay bar, the classic way, over drinks, leering looks, bad pickup lines and a little bit of groping. Aiden ended up to the big wolf's small apartment and they had some nice and only semi-drunk sex that reached its climax in a good knotting as the wolf buried his fleshy cock into the geeky bunny's tight little ass. There was a lot of groaning and some grousing and a little bit of good-natured humping and tail-wagging, and they even had an encore before a simple breakfast, and the exchange of phone numbers and some dick-fumbling in the hallway.

The IT helpdesk bunny was not really a big romantic, and Michael, the wolf, was even less so, but they were guys and liked to play hide the sausage, and there certainly was something extremely sexy in the way the sweaty-from-work plumber wolf would wrap his musky arms around the slim bunny and get cozy with his ass. Aiden even chose a special ring tone for the wolf's calls, and after a few weeks of frequent visits, the bunny started to find himself becoming conditioned to get a twitchy tailhole and a stiff cock as soon as his tall ears heard that familiar jingle coming from his phone. Sometimes it happened when he was still at work, behind his desk, and he really was glad on those occasions that he had such a sedentary job, tied to the keyboard. If it was a quiet day, he could spend a few moments imagining the greasy-pawed wolf pinning the bunny against a wall while those very same smelly paws would already be working at Aiden's belt, slipping under his waistband...

Alright, so what if he liked to perv about the working wolf while at work, but at least he had a distraction from the general boringness when work was slow, especially now that YouTube had been IP-blocked with such a cunning firewall setting that not even Rob from Cluster Management had been able to break through the imposed fun-disabling barrier. Aiden only had to let his eyes become unfocused and his own very personal video service could start rolling in his head, and that'd left him with blue balls and an itching to get into some real action as soon as possible. The wolf hardly needed any urging to get his pants down and then balls deep into the bunny. Aiden sure as hell wasn't one to turn down a good reaming of his bunny butt, and many a creamy lupine loads had been blasted between his fuzzy cheeks before the evening currently at paw.

Aiden's currently non-prodded butt was resting over Michael's couch in the small apartment. The sound of a shower running emanated form the bathroom, and the bunny had been left for his own means for the moment. The television was closed and there were a few amusements beyond that, since he didn't really find much interest in the car magazines littering the tiny living room, nor wanted to have a beer from the six-pack on the table that was already missing one can.

They didn't really talk that much, after all. The sex was good, though.

The shower ran quiet, and soon the wolf appeared, with a blue towel around his waist, ripped chest dripping some water over the floor and then the leather couch, leaving a wet stain as the wolf sat down, beer at paw. The can was opened with a metallic click, and then the plumber took a deep sip, and put the can down over to the small table nearby, with the unlit lamp.

"You wanna watch the television or something?" Michael scratched his belly and leaned back on the couch.

He made a squishy sound that made Aiden's ears jump and flap about naturally. The bunny shook his white head quickly.

"I don't know what's on at this time," the bunny spoke absently.

Michael the wolf tilted his head back and belched loudly, and the air smelled more like beer for a while, causing Aiden's nose to wrinkle. The wolf smelled like water and soap and some musk, missing the normal tang of metal and grease Aiden was so familiar with. Apparently, some main had burst today, when the wolf had been working on a fitting, and the rank scent had taken him quite some time to get off, even before the latest refreshing shower. Sexy sweaty musk was one thing, but the smell of being soused with sewage water...unsexy.

Aiden tugged on one of his big ears.

The wolf sighed contently and wagged his tail as he kept up his scratching over his fuzzy belly.

"There's some pasta in the fridge if you're hungry," the wolf spoke again.

"I'm not really hungry, thanks," Aiden smiled a little.

The bunny wasn't sure why they were having this strange attempt at small talk. Usually their dialogue would consist of:

"You wanna fuck now or later?"

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"Okay."

And then they'd be off, belts and shoes and condom wrappers flying, and everything was fine, no need for small talk.

Michael took another sip from his beer and leaned his head back, and this time, thankfully didn't burp, but yawned instead. Aiden tugged on his ear again, and felt even more out of place, even though he'd been there for dozens of times over the past half a year or so. Maybe he really should pick up one of those magazines on the table, the one that had the semi-naked vixen on the cover and was touting that it would tell everything about NASCAR and the latest nitro boosters.

The wolf put his beer down and had even stopped scratching, and just sat there, eyes staring absently ahead of him. His ears weren't flicking either.

"You want a blow job or something?" Aiden decided that offering some foreplay was as good as any a way to get the night going, now that the wolf wasn't showing much active interest in getting frisky yet.

Michael snuffled and shrugged.

"Guess I'm a bit tired," the wolf rumbled, his tail flapping against the floor absently.

Aiden stopped the paw he was already in the process of moving over the wolf's thigh with groping intentions, and sat still instead, watching the wolf from the sidelines. The mild stiffness in his pants that had been there ever since the wolf asking him around during the afternoon was starting to feel more of a hindrance than a nice expectant sensation, now that there was no progress being made from hellos to I'm-gonna-fuck-yous.

"Oh," the bunny's ears flopped down.

The wolf seemed non-pulsed and just breathed in and out deeply.

"You can put the television on if you like," Michael spoke in his low, masculine voice.

Aiden wanted to say that he had come here to get fucked, not watch a rerun of Jeopardy! on the television while sitting in that lousy leather couch next to a beer-drinking wolf who still managed to look infuriatingly sexy like that. Instead he just shook his head.

"Maybe later," he hoped that sounded hopeful.

"There's also beer and that food if you want," the wolf repeated his earlier offers without turning to look at the bunny sitting next to him.

Aiden stretched his legs out a bit and breathed deeply, almost as if he was mimicking the wolf's earlier doings, and then just sat there again, quietly. His blue balls felt itchy, and the feeling of anticipation of a good buttfuck he'd had all day was quickly fading, only leaving a frustration. Guess he just wasn't used to having to wait for his dose of cock, Aiden mused dully, and felt the night become as boring as the shade of beige on the wolf's walls.

Michael scratched his belly again, re-arranging the fuzzy, slick furs there for his pleasure, as if to highlight the six-pack own his own that was located on that lupine abdomen. The bunny always felt a bit envious of the worker wolf's build, himself being slim and possible out of shape soon, if he didn't stick to his training regime. He wasn't even sure what the wolf did to stay in such a hunky condition, constantly.

Aiden's eyes wandered over a bulge in that blue towel, containing the wolf's dormant sheath. He had gone down on Michael enough times to know what was packing there, and how much fun it was to try and gobble the thick wolf down his muzzle, with his nose pressed against the wolf's musky groin. There were always enough balls to spare, too, and to fondly fondle by the very same bunny while giving head. Michael always wagged his tail, and sometimes even gave him a muzzleful before getting down to the real business of ramming that same cock under the bunny's fluffy tail.

By the look of things tonight, though, it didn't seem certain that the bunny would get his funny-walking-inducing experience. Aiden was pretty sure that he wasn't doing a good job hiding his disappointment, either, because his ears had the tendency to flatten, and his big footpaws weren't flapping about like he often did when he was sitting down and feeling like doing anything to combat inactivity.

It was only quarter to seven, anyway...still early...maybe there was still hope. Maybe he could watch the television for a while and get gropey with his paw and get the wolf into the mood later on, with a bit of slow work.

The wolf finished his beer with an extra long sip, belched and yawned jaw-crackingly.

"Fucking day," Michael snorted and shook his head. "Damn seals, I can't believe they made them so badly in the 70's. Damn old houses. But yeah, of course you need to call the plumber to old houses."

At least the wolf didn't smell like shit water, Aiden thought.

"I argued with a couple of real pricks too," he offered his own misery to the mix, thinking that maybe sharing two negative things might cancel things out and turn it into something positive, and it'd be uplifting, and fun, and nice, almost like sex, but without the futtbucking involved.

"They keep saying that plastic is the way to go but I dunno...it's not so easy to work with when it's a retrofit," the wolf continued.

"I tried to explain to someone who was completely oblivious that Microsoft Word is not the same thing as the operating system," Aiden tried.

"Yeah."

"Yeah," Aiden concurred.

There went that round of small talk, the bunny thought dully, and wondered whether he could convince himself that he was hungry enough to try the pasta the wolf had made.

The next belch from Michael put an end to those plans, and Aiden gave the wall clock a longing look to confirm that it still was only two minutes past seven.

Fantastic.

Blue balls and bad food and a wolf with gastrointestinal distress.

"You got much work coming?" the wolf asked.

Aiden shrugged.

"I work regular hours," he replied, not much used to doing a gig-like work the way the wolf had to do it.

"Right," Michael replied. "That's great."

"It's nice," Aiden nodded.

"Fuck yeah!"

Even the beer seemed inviting now to Aiden, whatever to combat the sexless boredom. Or maybe they could watch the television alright...or maybe he could just get the hell out of there, since the wolf looked like the was probably going to fall asleep sitting up sooner or later.

Another five minutes ticked past, all too quietly. Michael wasn't even up to another beer, and Aiden expected to hear snoring at any moment. Then the wolf coughed once, and turned to look at the bunny, ears half-flat, his eyes a bit bleary from beer and tiredness.

"Guess I'm not up to sexy stuff tonight," Michael rumbled.

Aiden snuffled.

"We didn't even really try" his eyes made meaningful glances over the wolf's towel-covered crotch, "we could still get cozy...you might surprise yourself."

The bunny tried to smile hopefully, but the wolf didn't seem to be too amused.

"I feel like just going to sleep, to be honest," Michael grunted.

Aiden's ears flicked down to maximum lowered position, and his legs flopped against the side of the ugly leather couch, dejected. No bunny-butt-bumping tonight. Self-help it'd have to be.

"Okay," the bunny snuffled. "Want me to leave so you can get to bed? Don't wanna keep you up if you're too tired."

Michael shrugged.

"Yeah, I guess."

Aiden hopped up to his feet and straightened himself up, stiff in the back from all the sitting but unfortunately not with something stiff in his ass or in his boxers.

"Guess I'll hear from you then," he spoke, gazing down to the crashed wolf.

Michael snuffled.

"You ain't too happy now are you?" the wolf gave him some tired eyes, and his ears were half flat.

"Nope," Aiden sighed, barely looking the wolf in the eye.

The wolf scratched the side of his neck.

"Maybe I'll make it up to you, say, this weekend?" he offered.

Aiden shrugged.

"Yeah, maybe. You on call?"

"Yeah, but I guess I can make the time if I'm lucky, I guess."

"Yeah, whatever," the bunny gave a quick nod and felt like it was all said for now, and turned for the door, ready to leave this beer-scented dump for his own home, where likely a tube of KY and some porn would have to make do for the relief of his chronic horniness.

Aiden's ears flicked as he put one big foot ahead of another and went for the door.

"Hey!"

"What?" the bunny sighed mutedly as he flipped around to face the wolf again.

"You can fuck me if you want."

Aiden's ears jumped.

Michael the wolf stood up from the couch with a slick noise and tugged on his towel and tossed it down to the couch, baring himself out fully, belly and sheath and balls all now in display while the shaggy-furred canine stood there, glaring at the bunny. He wasn't aroused and neither did his tail wag, but there we was, naked and damn good-looking, even if Aiden was feeling angry with the male. His ears flicked mildly.

"Yeah, if you want to, let's just get to it and I can get some sleep."

Despite being pissed off with the wolf at the moment, Aiden couldn't help but feel his sheath swell at the wolf's blunt, direct words. He'd never topped the wolf, never even asked for it, because he had always been most happy with getting his own ass jammed chock full of well-lubed wolf-dick and knot, and the wolf had never seemed the type to like being on the bottom, anyway. Even if Aiden was a self-confessed cock-hungry bunny, sex was sex, whatever you were doing.

Guess his cock liked the sound of it, because it was achingly hard even before he had the time to speak again, and his over-aroused balls felt heavy, and as if someone had just squeezed them dry instead of being actually packed to the brim.

The impassive wolf just kept staring at the bunny.

"I know you wanna get off."

"Of course I do!" Aiden replied sharply.

That's what he had come here for anyway.

"If you still wanna, let's go to the bedroom and you'll get what you want."

Aiden frowned.

"Thought you weren't in the mood, to be honest."

The wolf shrugged.

"Doesn't take much effort to just lay there and get dicked, I can take that much," the wolf rumbled, tail flicking absently behind him.

The bunny's what-the-fuck expression persisted, but he couldn't deny the fact that he was fully hard and getting turned on by the whole scenario of a wolf offering up some tail for the bunny, as a...what? An apology? Were they gonna have makeup sex without even having an argument? Had they even argued anyway? Had they even talked enough to have a disagreement in the first place?

"Well...," Aiden opened his muzzle and spoke, but the words simply didn't come beyond that, and he found himself just standing there, maw open and slack and looking probably as stupid as ever.

"I'm going to bed now, whether you're coming or not," Michael snorted and turned around to head for the nearby bedroom, one of his paws moving to scratch on his firm, gray butt as he walked, tail hanging smoothly between his legs.

Aiden watched the newly offered ass move across the room and then disappear into semi-darkness through the bedroom doorway.

The bunny moved now, swiftly moving over, and he stopped only to hit the light switch next to the door to turn on the bedroom lights. Michael's ears flattened at the sudden brightness as he was thus caught, arranging pillows and duvets on his unmade, narrow bed. His head turned over to look at the bunny on the doorway. Aiden saw that his eyes were oddly...sad, perhaps that wasn't the right word, but quiet eyes they were, and briefly on him, before he turned back to what he was doing, tugged a couple of pillows over to the head of the bed and laid down, flat over the bed, on his belly.

Aiden watched how the wolf wriggled himself a little to get to the most comfortable position, and how he rested his chin against an arm hooked over a pillow, and how the wolf's tail seemed to flick just a little off to the right...he could see the wolf's balls, nestled against the white sheets.

The bunny grabbed his belt buckle.

"Do you got any...?"

The wolf snuffled against his pillow.

"I use Ultrafits, don't like those rubbers with knot pouches," the wolf's voice was distant as if he was speaking into the pillow, not at the bunny undressing behind him with dirty intentions.

Aiden leaned down quickly to get rid of his shoes and socks before he slipped his jeans down, followed by a pair of pre-soaked boxers that too hit the floor soon. His cock stood out, all pink and stiff and slightly curved, slick and glistening in the bedroom light. He might not have been huge, but it was alright, he'd never had to complain about his equipment, nor heard a real bad word from a former lay, either. His balls were fuzzy and round, too, and of good size, and usually simply brought pleasure to him, except now that he had been aroused for too long and they simply ached for release. Aiden breathed heavily, air full of his own modest musk, and he fumbled with his buttons briefly, before the collared shirt came off as well. He'd been wearing it since morning and felt good for getting out of it, although the current circumstances were quite different to the ones he had imagined to be.

Fully naked, finally, Aiden stepped towards the bed that was against the rear wall, and watched the side profile of the wolf lying there, eyes closed, breathing smoothly. He wondered idly whether Michael had already fallen asleep as he went for the wolf's nightstand and brought out the familiar half-empty tube of lube and the plastic wrapper for Ursoplus Ultrafit, the One Condom That Fits All. (For penis size between 5 and 8 inches, please consult your dealer for other sizes.) Aiden remembered seeing that ad on a gay magazine once, when he was just a young little bunny and trying to figure all that gay shit, he had told himself while nervously purchasing the magazine.

Such a bizarre thing to be reminded of while about to get really gay, Aiden decided as he pawed over his cock, briefly, just because he could, and carefully opened the condom wrapper so that he could slip the plastic sheath over himself. The condom was pre-lubed and he was slick anyway, and it wasn't really an extra tight fit, and thus was easy to roll all the way to his sheath, where the elastic caught him snugly and secured the prophylactic in place.

*POP*

Aiden could see Michael's ears flick at the sound of the plastic cap being opened, followed by a rude sound from the lube that was squeezed out over to the bunny's paw and then quickly stroked over his new armored cock. The wolf's nearest eye flicked open and he watched as Aiden got closer, erection bouncing ahead of him and leading the way like a baton.

"Good, you're not asleep yet," the bunny snuffled, managing to smile again after his earlier bad mood.

Michael simply grunted into his pillow and nuzzled it.

Aiden climbed over the wolf's leg and got kneeling between those spreads limbs, settled just behind Michael's bare rump. The fluffy tail tickled against his thigh as it moved slowly to the side, further exposing everything for the bunny to see. Michael had a toned ass for sure, all muscular, smoothly furred, packing compact power that was often put into good use in ramming eight inches of wolf cock into Aiden's own tight little butt. Now he felt an odd sense of power, for that he was going to be in charge of all that held back energy, under his own hips, as he prepared to mount the wolf and pound his ass for all he was worth. Whatever the wolf was when it came to socializing, he was sexy, and that's what mattered at the moment, poised at the gates of pleasure, so to speak.

Aiden splurted some lube over his fingers and rubbed them together to warm it up before he placed those joined fingers against the wolf's taint and began to spread the goopy liquid between his ass cheeks. The smooth, grey furs became easily matted as they got a coating from the bunny's fingers, travelling up and down the wolf's tail end, anointing him for the sexual rite to follow. Aiden's cock pulsed rapidly, and his balls had already drawn themselves up close to his body, fully expecting a swift and creamy ending to this sudden sexual opportunity. The wolf remained passive for most part, except for a flick of his tail and a low murr coming from his throat, but beyond that, it was the bunny who had the free reign to do as he pleased.

Aiden added a little bit more lube and now brought his fingers up against the wolf's pucker, fully visible at the base of his tail now that the flicky appendage had been moved off to the side. The warm muscle flexed under the bunny's touch, and it felt firm and hot under his touch, perhaps very rarely used for this purpose, Aiden wondered, considering that he was the one who usually got pounded. He'd played it with a couple of times while giving head to the wolf, and he hadn't minded that then, though.

"Looking good here," Aiden smirked and patted the wolf's butt, trying to get him to engage with this procedure just a little.

All the bunny received was a low rumble from the prone wolf who didn't move an inch.

Aiden wasn't sure whether he was turned on or just puzzled by the wolf's passiveness, but at least he wasn't getting an ill reaction, so he could as well go on.

On a spur of the moment, and since he was horny and wanted to have all the sex he could get from the wolf, Aiden leaned over and stuck his nose under Michael's tail, breathing in his scent. The musk was strong here, so close to the wolf's pucker, and he noses around a little, teasing him with his breath, and did manage to get a sigh out of the tired male who had offered himself up to willing molestation, to make the bunny feel good.

Aiden's pink tongue pushed between his lips and lapped over the wolf's anus wetly, tasting only a hint of soap and flesh and a little bit of the lube he had already smeared on Michael's tailhole. It was hardly a problem, though, and he got into some firmer licking after the first introductive swipes. His tongue felt almost tickled by the pulsing motion of the winking pucker, teased by the bunny ruthlessly. Aiden's ears flicked from the pure joy of having his tongue stuck under another male's tail, an experience especially pleasurable considering that even better things were to come.

All the while the wolf simply lay flat on his belly, unmoving and breathing deeply, his wakeful state only signaled by the occasional grunt or a huff coming from the head end of the bed, or the brief flicks of the wolf's fluffy tail against Aiden's side.

Aiden decided that he'd had enough frenching with the wolf's orifice and left his game with a satisfyingly slow and slick slurp, and he admired his work, the wolf's taint slick with spit and lube, and that pink, tight little hole winking back at him amidst messy furs.

The bunny poked a slick thumb against the wolf's pucker a couple of times, and satisfied that he was at least a little loosened up after the rim job, he simply grabbed the wolf's hips with his paws and lined himself up, ears flicking happily at the prospect at paw.

"Well, you asked for this...," the bunny quipped, feeling as dirty as he ever did, as he pushed his cocktip against the wolf's lubed tailhole, nudging his dick well between Michael's fuzzy butt cheeks.

Michael flicked his tail, but in no other way reacted to the fleshly presence of a bunny cock in his most vulnerable place. He let out a constrained huff, though, when Aiden drove his hips foreword and put enough pressure behind his movement to push well past the wolf's stretchy ring in one smooth go. The bunny mad a happy sound as the heat of the wolf's innards closed around his cocktip and the two inches that followed, he sure was tight and invitingly hot, and smooth. Aiden felt confident with his purchase and slipped his paws upwards, over the prone wolf's back, coming to rest just below his shoulder blades as he leaned forward on his knees and put his own weight down on the wolf's exposed tailhole. More slick inches slipped inside the wolf, going past his pulsing pucker and into the tight tunnel below.

The wolf groaned, even, when he felt that blunt tip sneak over his prostate, deep inside his rectum, and still go on for another inch before the bunny was fully imbedded into the wolf's ass. Aiden's hips pressed flush against Michael's ass, and their balls pressed together between their bodies, a clear signal that the penetration was full now.

The bunny hardly remained in place for long, since it was three days since they had last had sex, and almost a year from the time when it was Aiden on the top, not taking it up the ass. He had his cock fully within the docile wolf's hot rump, and he was beyond patience by now.

There was the expression, of course, to fuck like a rabbit, and Aiden sure as hell wouldn't want to let his people's reputation down in such an important area of life as screwing some tight ass. Poised over the wolf's back, one knee at a time, he moved, hugging the wolf's butt with his knees from either side, pushing himself up, legs bent for the best leverage as he hoisted himself up to the optimal fucking posture. His cock moved a little within the wolf's tight tunnel as he moved, but there was no danger of his hot length leaving Michael's ass, not now when he was fully set and ready.

Aiden chuckled coarsely, took a deep breath and got to work.

Now the wolf groaned, deeply, between clenched teeth, as the small bedroom was filled with the slapping sound of the bunny's frantic paced as he began to ream the wolf's ass with all the strength he could pack in those thighs of his, all that constrained energy now directed to the back and forth motion of churning his cock inside the wolf's vulnerable rump. The sheer number of thrusts made the bedsprings squeak and oscillate, returning the mad rhythm the funny was inflicting, although in a slightly muted manner. The wolf's ass cheeks were Aiden's springs, responding to every fast and hard thrust coming from the bunny's hips.

He'd been told to fuck the wolf's ass, and that Aiden was definitely doing now as he pumped his cock through the tight grip of Michael's tailhole, their bodies making frequent smacking noises every time he briefly hilted himself inside the wolf, only to withdraw for the next crazy motion a fraction of a second later. Sweat exploded over Aiden's muzzle and his back, and his armpits felt damp, his thighs began to ache and his balls felt even more battered than before now that he had been slapping them over the wolf's own big pair with every thrust into the wolf's tail tunnel. The bunny's white ears flicked and his tongue lolled out of his muzzle, held high as he enjoyed his dominant riding position over the wolf's upturned ass. He was pounding into the wolf hard enough that his own tailhole flexed, almost sympathetic of the anal ordeal he was inflicting on the subservient wolf for the sake of him being too tired of giving such a reaming to the bunny's own cock-welcoming butt.

This alternative wasn't so bad, though, Aiden thought mutedly as his mind began to get clouded by the constant flow of pleasure through his system. He had his eyes closed, his paws clutched on the wolf's back furs, and his cock glided smoothly in and out of the wolf's ass, still as noisy as ever. His balls ached and his oozing cock twitched inside the sheath formed by Michael's rectum, and his breaths were nothing more than breathless grunts as he drove himself deep into the wolf's ass with all he packed.

All the time the wolf didn't react except for the occasional huff when he was poked especially deeply, but that was all the bunny got out of him, besides the constant constriction of his tailpucker around Aiden's shaft. The maddening, irregular rhythm massaging over his member was more than enough to push the bunny over the edge in the end, his overstimulated system simply giving up, finally, as he drove himself home and gripped the wolf's sides, his breaths hastening into quick pants when his aching balls finally stopped being bitches and let the bunny cum.

"Ahhhhh fuuuuu..."

Aiden's rigid shaft twitched and began to shoot cum inside the plastic sheath covering his cock, filling it out while he remained inside the wolf's hole, his hips bucking slowly to drive more of his cum into his willing fuck buddy. His orgasm tapered away after a few breathless moments, and then the bunny collapsed onto his back, falling to the foot of the bed while his back smacked against the wall. He let out a muffled grunt, and Michael, too, snorted as he felt the bunny slip out of him in an angle that rubbed the bunny's cocktip against the walls of his rectum. Aiden slumped back, panting, sweat-pricking eyes still staring at the newly fucked rump and the glistening, slightly spread pucker he could still see amidst the messy furs. His cock throbbed.

"Fucking yes..."

Aiden's fingers slipped around his cock and gripped himself firmly as he eased the condom over his member, remembering to hold firmly around his shaft so that the white, messy cum he could see inside the transparent plastic would not have a chance to escape too early. With a little bit of help from his other paw, he managed to retrieve the slick sheath and pull it completely off his dick.

Without further ado, Aiden tilted his head up and brought the amply filled condom over to his muzzle and pulled his fingers over the slip of plastic to get all that goopy goodness to leave its depository and dribble down into his maw in a runny, pearly stream. The initial slick rush coated his whole tongue with the sticky spunk, followed by thicker globs that clung to his gums and his lips, and one even stained across his whole chin, slowly dribbling down while the over-sexed bunny enjoyed the taste of his own cum.

Michael was already snoring.

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