[Note from Neptune: This story contains scat and watersports. All 'eww' comments will be reported.]

=================== Shades of White and Bray By Neptune

05/29/12

Vertical straight lines, delicate and clean, intersecting perpendicular horizontal straight lines, elegant and self assured. Rhythm without blues, a sound drawn onto vellum and heard with one's eyes. Supple and yet sharp, earthly imperfection yet ethereal radiance. It was wooden, natural, growing, nude, and wild. It was stoic, glass curtains, steel and concrete, glossy plastic, self-contained.

Avery sighed in relief once the plans were approved by Dr. Redd, the Chief of Architectural and Structural Affairs. It was a huge project to turn a deserted ghetto neighborhood into expensive modern townhouses. The hare, just shy of 30 years old, stood and stretched. He wore a self-imposed uniform of expensive custom-made white shirts, slacks, and tie, all imported from a town in the north known for fine tailoring. The rabbit was fairly short, only about 5-feet tall, rail-thin. The only variable in his wardrobe was his glasses, sometimes wood or semi-precious stone frames, or even sometimes without frames, but always rectangular. He had a sterling silver pendant of the royal emblem that he never wore, given to him as an award for an excellent design.

Avery White was as quiet as a mouse in most situations. He went to formal parties and country clubs as well as the occasional informal gatherings, but usually stayed a wallflower. His fur was reddish, cedar-toned, his eyes as black as obsidian, a Belgian hare. He shook the paw of his boss who congratulated the bunny on having his design approved. It was a 500 million credit privately-funded project and was going to be a gem in the firms portfolio. It had been a long few weeks and at that moment, Mr. White could only think of his vacation that was to start in less than half an hour.

On the other side of the building was photographer Joey Bray. He was in his studio at his computer enhancing photos of the model of Mr. White's neighborhood that he had built with his team. The bull was beefy, chubby yet muscularly built, styled curly black headfur and no shoes. His fur was short and black, his clothes were off-the-rack department store shorts and t-shirt.

Joey's photography and architectural models were superb. Some would say they were better than the real-life objects. His specialty was landscapes and the bull went to great lengths to capture the best photos. Mr. Bray loved the outdoors and enjoyed the whimsical aspects of nature. He was a known nudist, forager, vegetarian, and living encyclopedia of botanical information, but very few knew that Mr. Bray was of the eminent Bray Clan, a family on the social registry worth hundreds of millions.

There was a knock at Mr. Bray's door. "Come in". It was one of his assistants, a high school freshman who earned an internship to learn more about photography. The boy was about 12, a gray squirrel with the largest, most fluffy tail the bull had ever seen in his life. Joey stood up and handed the intern a memory card from one of his cameras. "Hey, Mathew, I got a project for you. I'll need these edited for lighting and developed on 17x11. Take your time, you have all week." The bull commanded. Joey often made technical challenges for his young intern to teach him that taking a picture is only a small part of the process to making fine art photography. His whip-like tail flickered back and forth. Mathew, the squirrel intern, nodded and took the memory card if it were a baton and quickly dashed out of the studio to his own desk.

Joey stretched and wiggled his toes in the cool, white shaggy rug in the middle of the large cluttered studio loft before sliding on a pair of sandals. He turned to look out the large floor-to-ceiling window when the door opened behind him.

"Um. Hi. Mr. Bray. I got us lattes for the ride home." It was Avery, the bulls mate of 5 years. The iron-oxide hare sat the lattes down on a side table and hugged the beefcake bull who leaned down to kiss him on the lips. "You ready for our vacation together?" Avery asked looking up at Joey, who was over a foot taller than he. The bull nodded his broad head and licked the bunny's noes with his wide tongue, picking him up by the waist and sitting him on his modern glass desk. Avery's legs wrapped around Joey's waist and he could see a large bulge in the bulls shorts. Joey almost never wore underwear and it was very easy to tell when the bull was 'excited'. Mr. White reached down to stroke the thick meat, barely contained in thin khaki and loosened the Windsor knot of his tie. Joey shivered in pleasure and carefully undid the clasp on Avery's crocodile belt.

Avery moaned and untucked his starched white shirt and wiggled out of his slacks, letting them go down to his ankles. He held up a paw, signaling the bull to pause for a moment. Joey was used to this. He smirked as the hare hopped off the desk and carefully took off his slacks and perfectly white briefs, folding them neatly. Before he could do the same with his shirt, Joey grabbed him by the waist and sat him back on the glass desk.

"You really need to relax more." The beefy bull said before kissing the small bunny's noes. "Just let it come. Go with the flow." He aligned his beefy penis to the hare's tailhole which squirted a full quarter cup of precum against the tight pucker in a solid stream. Joey stroked his meat, pulling the foreskin back to reveal the deep pink glans and slide a XXXL condom onto his hard cock. He knew the bunny didn't want to spend the rest of the day leaking bovine sperm. The tip of his uncut cock was pushing almost painfully against Avery's pucker. Joey was as horny as the rabbit was and wasted no time sinking his throbbing member inside his mate's impeccably clean tailhole.

Avery whined loudly as the shaft, as thick as a beer can, pushed inside him. The Belgian hare tried to relax and let the massive, black bull enter him fully. At least once a day, the bunny trains for his mate, using only the largest dildos to stretch his anal ring. Joey grunted in pleasure, pleased that Avery was able to take all 11 inches of his vascular, human-like cock. He gripped the bunny as if he were a small doll and rutted into him in quick, erratic thrusts. Joey had been horny all day and it didn't take much to get him off. Avery moaned quietly and squirmed on the cold glass desk, yet being extra cautious to not knock over anything. Joey held nothing back, grunting and moaning loudly, his thick cock making sickeningly wet slapping, squelching sounds with each thrust.

Before long, the big bull was at the vinegar thrusts, going deeper and panting louder then suddenly releasing a torrent of hot bovine semen into the bunny's bowels, all caught by the very used condom, filling it almost instantly. Joey quickly pulled out so it would not spill. Avery panted deeply as he saw the thick, pulsing shaft pull out of him and the tip squirting hard into the condom. Joey carefully slid the rubber off, tied the end, and examined it, a full cup of cream-colored semen. He playfully tea-bagged the bunny with the bag of hot sperm and kissed him on the noes. The scent of the bulls sex emanated from the sticky, well-stretched condom.

Avery thoroughly loved seeing his mate fill a condom. His small lithe body squirmed as he pawwed himself to climax, carefully shooting his load onto the bulls hard cock like smearing mustard on a hotdog. Avery's 5-inch cock was dwarfed by his mates, as so was the size of his load, maybe 2 or 3 cubic centimeters in volume. Joey petted the bunny's tummy as he climaxed, pushing down and rubbing deeply, squeezing him like a tube of toothpaste to get the last drops of the white bunny fluid out. Avery gritted his teeth to keep from moaning too loud. The beefy bull french-kissed his mate as he picked him up and sat the small hare on his feet. Avery quickly got down to his knees between the bulls legs and lovingly licked the thick cock clean of semen, savoring the blend of bovine and lapine sperm.

Avery made sure every square inch of his mates stretchy foreskin was completely clean before he stood back up, hugging his bull tight. The two of them purred like kittens in the afterglow of yiff as they got dressed but then they heard the door to the studio creak open behind them. The both of them quickly composed themselves. It was Mathew again.

"Hello Mr. Bray, Mr. White." he said bowing quickly. "I-I just wanted to give you this, for your vacation." It was a small box, wrapped in shiny blue foil wrapping paper. The young squirrel sat it down next to the lattes on the table, blushing as he quickly exited, sensing that he just interrupted something.

Avery and Joey looked at each other and smiled. They should be on their way home. Everything was already packed and ready to go and they were scheduled to drive to Joey's parent's summer cabin early in the morning. It was to be their first vacation together in over two years. The two had very busy schedules and they seldom spent time together lately due to various projects. It was going to be a trip to remember.

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One Week Later. . .

Joey scanned through his latest photos on his new, expensive camera. There were a lot of very rare flowers, foliage, and feral animals there, all captured beautifully in 17 mega-pixels. The shirtless bull smiled as he quickly flipped through several hundred, sitting down on an outcrop of rocks next to a waterfall.

Avery was laying on his back next to the barrel-chested bull on the cool, flat, smooth rock. He inhaled deeply, listening to the gently cascading water as it poured over stepped falls; the forest was a beautiful contrast to his daily life. The smells and sounds were pure and clean, the sights and textures vivid. The hare lazily chewed a piece of licorice root he had picked earlier. His ear perked as he heard his mate chuckle. His camera was poised to take yet another photo of the blackish-brown bunny. Avery looked up directly at the lens above him for a more dramatic pose.

Joey snapped the picture then took three more in quick succession of Avery getting up to kiss him. The kiss was a short and innocent one on his flat bovine noes. Avery had taken off his shorts and underwear to get a better tan on his fur. His naturally red cedar-toned fur easily darkened to an almost black-brown when he sunbathes. The bunny stood up and dusted off his fur, hearing more clicks of the camera, surely pictures of his toned ass and small tail, and walked over to put on his khaki shorts.

"Free balling, I see?" Joey asked chuckling. Avery nodded and slipped on his socks and hiking boots. The camera clicked a few more pictures.

"I thought you were a landscape photographer. Do I look like a tree or a flower?" The bunny stuck out his tongue, just in time for the bull to get a close-up shot of it. The muscular bull lifted his mate in the air, his lips met Avery's and their tongues rolled against one another. The hare's arms wrapped around his mate's waist, slipping his paws inside the back of his shorts and he got two paws full of muscular bull glutes as they French kissed.

The tea kettle in the distant cabin let out a shrill whistle. Avery perked his ears but Joey didn't want to break the kiss. His paws ran up and down the soft dark chocolate-brown fur of the hare's back. The bunny's body was lithe, almost fragile, despite being almost 30 years old he had the body of a fit 12 year old. Joey wanted to savor these few seconds together on their last day at his parents cabin. When the kiss finally ended, the two headed inside. Their bags were already packed and only needed to be loaded back into their sport-utility vehicle.

Avery poured his mate a cup of his 'special' oolong tea that had a strong dose of maca and some berries he found in the woods. The bull glanced over at his camera that was sitting on the table, resisting the urge to take more pictures. The hare giggled to himself, "Go ahead, silly bull." Joey quickly picked up the camera again and took a picture of the tea cup, sediment of tea leaves on the bottom of the dark brew.

He poured himself a cup and they sipped together in near silence. The front door was open and the sounds of the waterfall could still be heard, chirping birds, gentle breeze through the dense collection of redwoods and cedars. It was nearly impossible to experience such a silence back in Ares city, or any busy city in the empire. Today was their last day here in Joey's parent's cabin, five hours outside of the city. They two lived very busy lives and this was nearly the end of their first vacation together in years.

But, alas, it was time to depart. It was a little after 5pm and the sun was still blazing above the canopy of trees. The two gathered their suitcases and gear; bikes, camping gear, rock climbing equipment, Avery's alto saxophone and flute, Joey's violin; and loaded it into their truck. Avery smiled as he thought about their first day there, the hiking trip that lead them to explore the old caves. The thin bunny and beefcake bull made love under the stars like never before. It was wild, passionate, and private. Back in their townhouse, the neighbors often complained about the noises they made but out here there was no one for miles to snuff their love sounds.

Joey made a walk-through of the small cabin, ensuring everything was in order. He went around back to make sure his parents boat was locked up in the boathouse as Avery secured their bikes to the roof of the truck. The bull's mind wondered to the night before when they pretended to be 'pirates of the Caribbean', sailing to a small island on his parents large property. On the island was a small cabin, more of a disused shack than a cabin, that Joey's parents used for storage over the decades. The bunny and the bull pretended it was buried treasure and picked through the things until they found an old cache of jewelry which they wore and acted like kings. Joey chuckled and headed back to the truck.

Avery decided to make the drive home since Joey drove them there. It was to be a long ride home and the two were tuckered out. It was a half-hour drive to even get back to the main road.

"It was nice of your parents to let us use their summer cabin." Avery said as he turned onto the main road, making his way South to civilization. Joey was taking pictures of the road in front of them. The bull seemed a little embarrassed. Avery knew that his mate 'came from money' but he was not expecting them to have so much of it.

"It's no problem, hun. Me and my parents used to go out there every summer when I was a calf. No one's really been out there for years though." Joey said as he took a picture of the dark, shirtless hare as he drove.

"What was it your parent's do again?"

"My parents do nothing." Joey said jokingly, sticking out his wide, thick pink tongue at the rabbit. "They manage my grandparents lithium and diamond minds in Africa. It gets the bills paid." The bull always tried to minimize his family's business. The Bray family was worth hundreds of millions but Joey preferred to live on his own and use his family's influence minimally. Avery nodded slowly, trying to process just how rich his mate's family were. The hare came from modest stock. His grandparents were well-off farmers, his father works in construction and his mother owns a business. Avery became an architect and worked for busy firm which was where he met Joey, a professional photographer and artist.

They reached a small town and decided to fill up with gas and snacks for the rest of the trip. Joey and Avery talked about their vacation and how much fun they had as they drove through the countryside. The hare was typically the quiet type, much like his mate, but on the ride home he spoke more. This was one the most fun he had experienced in a long time. As he drove, he glanced at the shirtless powerhouse of a bull. His hazel-brown eyes thoroughly enjoyed seeing Joey's stomach for some reason. He was muscular yet had a nice layer of fat covering it. Joey's muscles were more rounded, less sharp and angular than the brassy younger boys the hare would see at the gym in Ares City. Joey was 'huggable' and warm. When they first met, over five years ago, it was lust at first sight that quickly turned into love. Avery licked his lips, his attention fully on the bulls tummy, as if it had a gravitational pull on the hare. His small tail swished and his heartbeat quickened as his thoughts turned to yiff.

Joey was busy looking through the pictures on his camera to notice they were swerving on the nearly empty country road. The bovine wiggled in his seat, moving his legs around and adjusting his crotch. "Mind if we pull over? I really gotta piss." Joey said, glancing up at the bunny. Avery nodded, but he had naughtier things in mind. He pulled the SUV over on the side of the road. There were almost no other cars around and the sun was already setting. The both of them got out, but Avery quickly stopped the bull in his tracks and hugged him tight. Being over a foot shorter, the bunny's head rested on Joey's short brown chestfur. He looked up into his his eyes. "Wanna have a quickie?"

The bull was bouncing up and down as he looked down at Avery, doing the 'pee-pee dance' as the pressure on his bladder was becoming unbearable. Filled with lust, the bunny was already unzipping his mate's shorts. The natural, earthy musk wafting from the bull was driving him crazy. Neither of them had really bathed during their week-long vacation. The smell was purely masculine and dark, rich with male pheromones that the rabbit's sensory quickly processed. His lapine cock was already making a noticeable bulge in his shorts. Joey looked away and blushed. He seriously needed to urinate. "You really want to do this now?" Joey asked. He was kind of turned on by his horny mate, who possessed the typical bunny libido.

Avery swiftly guided his muscular mate by the hand into the woods on the side of the road, away from any possible onlookers. He found a decent spot and stepped out of his shorts, the bunny was wearing no underwear and his 5-inch pink maleness proudly stood erect, glistening with Cowper fluid. His small, skilled paws pulled down the bulls shorts and undies quickly with only one swift pull. Joey's breathing was deep and audible. The hare got down to his knees in front of his mate and sniffed his large, uncut human-like bovine penis, a full 8-inches long, flaccid. The tip slightly poked through the loose, blushing foreskin. The Belgian hare wasted no time in licking the barely expose glans and was immediately reward with quick squirt of a very hot, yet very salty liquid. Avery gripped the base of the heavy, sweat-coated cock and held it so that the tip pointed upward, away from his face. He looked up at his mate with a very confused look.

"I-I told you I really gotta piss." Joey took a step backward but the bunny kept his paw on the base of his shaft. "Come one, I'll be really quick." the bull pleaded. His need to urinate outweighed his yiffiness at that moment. Avery licked his lips, tasting the minute amount of bovine urine in his muzzle. It was watery, not overly salty or bitter, and had a grassy after taste. In the yiffy bunny's mind, it wasn't that bad.

"I must say, Joe, it doesn't taste that bad." Joey looked down at the bunny, a bit disgusted. He edged back a bit more but Avery crawled on his knees to close the gap. The hare thought for a moment before speaking up again. "Why not just go here?" He was smiling up at the bull. "I mean, you are okay with my cum fetish and, well, besides volume, it is essentially the same thing; it comes from your cock." Avery licked his mates foreskin. The bull still did the 'pee pee dance', bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet. The rabbit was right, he thought. Joey had fed his mate countless loads of his own semen directly from his cock. The bull looked around and sniffed the air. No feral animals were around and not a single vehicle was on the road. It was quiet and the only light was from the moon which shone a light brighter out in the country.

"Ok, ok." Joey finally agreed to indulge the bunny. Avery was suddenly a little nervous when he pointed the large bovine penis at his muzzle. The slit at the tip widened and quick shot of hot urine sprayed out then turned into a weak trickle. Feeling his penis held as he pissed made Joey nervous but after taking a deep breath, he continued. The trickle turned into a stream, covering the bunny's paws in piss. Avery pointed the thick shaft upward so that the stream went down Joey's cock, down to his balls and between his thighs. The bull relaxed more and the stream increased to a torrent, arching like a mall water fountain over the hare's headfur and face. Avery reveled in the warmth and earthy scent as he bravely lapped at the stream to taste more than what was dripping into his mouth.

Joey moaned and gripped his own cock, making the bunny let go and give control to him. The bull aimed his pissing cock directly at his mates mouth and murred when the rabbit finally opened wide and embraced his inner messiness, no longer embarrassed that he was drinking urine. There was something so yiffy yet so wrong with the situation in Joey's mind, a mixture of sweet and sour. Never in his life did a piss feel as good as cumming. He snorted and let his dominance surface, pushing the tip into the bunny's mouth and forcing him to drink directly from the tap.

Avery's mouth was flooded with musky bovine urine yet his instincts told him to keep drinking, as if he would get some kind of prize for slurping up the mess. His skilled paws cupped his mates heavy balls which were drenched in urine. They hung low, which made them easier to fondle. He closed his mouth around the thick shaft but had to almost immediately let go for fear of gagging or drowning in urine. Joey slid his cock out of the bunny's mouth. The stream was wide and heavy as it splashed against Avery's almost-black chestfur. Joey smiled mischievously as his mate quickly slid it back inside his mouth, working the pissing slit with his tongue. This made the bull's cock stiffen even more.

Joey kicked off his sandals and wiggles his toes in the puddle of urine in the grass. His piss was so hot it was steaming in the night air. The stream eventually began to weaken after what seemed like a full 10 minutes of solid urination. The more the bull pissed, the more pungent and potent the taste became. Avery's tummy was getting full, he had drank about as much of the acrid liquid as he could and pulled the hard cock out of his mouth, pointing it at his own hard member. Avery's fur was drenched and he dripped hot bovine urine. Once the stream stopped, Joey's cock shot 5 or 6 erratic spritzes of piss, like large ejaculations, over his mate's face, tummy, and cock.

Avery licked the underside of Joey's thick, pulsing shaft and sucked the wet tip, wiggling his tongue inside the very wide piss slit. He stood up and lustfully licked his mates cheek.

"Feel better, don't you?" Avery asked smiling. Joey nodded.

"You make it look so arousing. How did I taste?"

"Not really bad at all. But the taste got more intense the more you pissed."

"Well, maybe I should return the favor." Joey said as he got down to his knees in the puddle of piss. Avery smiled and aimed his cock down at the bulls head. He was a lot less hesitant than Joey and his urine flowed freely almost instantaneously. The bull's thick and wide tongue licked the underside of Avery's 6-inch shaft. It almost dwarfed the bunny's cock. Joey bravely drank down his mates hot urine. It was salty and potent, yet not as off-putting as he thought it would be. It was a flavor not unlike sperm, but a lot more watery and and more volume. The stream was very steady and strong but faded to a trickle rather quickly. Avery bounced up and down as he finished on the bulls face and tummy, using his paws to shake the remaining liquid from his shaft. Joey slide the bunny's entire cock into his mouth, enveloping it in warmth as he gently sucked, causing the bunny to purr and squirm in pleasure.

Joey slid the bunny's cock out of his muzzle and stood up to French kiss his mate lovingly. Their tongues intertwined and lapped at each other, mixing the taste of both of their urine. Joey humped against his mate's urine-soaked tummy with his massive cock as they kissed, making them both murr lustfully. Because of their height difference, the tip of Joey's cock was between the bunny's nipples and his heavy ball sack rested right on top of Avery's hard penis. The Belgian hare humped against them in sync with the bull as they kissed. The bull squirted a rather large amount of precum on the bunny's already wet chest, making it slick and a little sticky.

In the distance they could hear cars coming, but they held the kiss a little longer before quickly dressing. It was two or three cars driving past and one of them stopped. It was a state trooper. The couple emerged from the woods as the German Shepherd police officer was examining their SUV. He quickly pointed his flashlight at the two. "This your truck here?" Both of them nodded. "You can't park here on the side of the road. It's not safe."

"We, um, just had to take a pee break." Joey said trying to hide the huge bulge in his shorts. The both of them smelled like fresh piss, even from 15 feet away. The officer smirked. The bulge in both of their pants was quite visible. He did not want to know any other details about what the bull and bunny were doing.

"I'll give you a warning this time." The trooper said as he got back into his car. He drove off quickly toward the city. Joey and Avery giggled and got back to the truck. They put down newspaper on the seats before getting in. It was going to be another 2 hours or so before they could get home.

On the ride back South to Aries City, the couple were still quite yiffy. Joey noticeably squirmed in the passenger seat as Avery was speeding through the empty country road to the highway. The bull pulled out his camera and took pictures of the bulge in his shorts, his thick tip poking through the waistband. Avery chuckled. "Always with the pictures." The bull quickly snapped a shot of the soaked bunny and giggled.

They arrived in the city at 11pm. The lights were bright and the downtown area was bustling and vibrant, crawling with young furs having a good time. They drove down Woodward Avenue to their townhouse in Northern Station, an expensive new neighborhood in the city with elegant boutiques and trendy restaurants and modern architecture. Avery pulled into the parking garage, leaving their stuff in the truck to unload later, and they rode the elevator up to the street level. Their townhouse was modern design in prefabricated stamped-concrete panels, wooden beams in a glossy candy-coat of urethane, straight vertical lines like blades of grass, and large rectangular panes of glass in various sizes; standing three levels next to two identical houses, forming a repetitive row of three. It was neat, orderly, well contained, fun and curious yet somewhat cold as most modern houses in Aries City were. It was also designed by Avery himself.

The neighbors were both awake, their lights on and curtains drawn. The bunny and bull stepped inside, their front door left unlocked as always. They were both still horny and very wet from their golden shower. Joey walked in and took off his sandals, wiggling his toes which were now sticky from the mixture of both of their urine. Avery quickly shut the door and pounced the big bull and was immediately caught in his mates strong arms and they kissed passionately. Joey carried the hare to their white couch and laid down on his back with Avery sitting on top of his stomach.

Avery looked down at his beefy mate, his black paws running through the bulls short brown chestfur. The sterile scent of their new apartment mixed with the wild and musky smells of the two animals, making Joey snort. Avery could feel the bulls cock thicken under his tailhole through both of their shorts. The rabbit stood up and shimmied out oh his khaki shorts, his small penis at full staff and already leaking again. Joey wiggled out of his shorts, still on the sofa. The moment his large cock was exposed, Avery's noes was engulfed in the strong scent of the bulls arousal and musk. He dropped to his knees on the side of the couch and sniffed at his mates cock, inhaling the scent deeply.

"You're as funky as a dumpster." The bunny said before burying is noes into the bulls heavy, sweat and urine soaked ball sack. Joey sat up and spread his legs wide to give him better access. He ran his large paws through Avery's headfur.

"You really like though, don't you?" Joey cooed, his cock flexing as it reached full staff; 11 inches long and as thick as a can of Pepsi, the glans covered by stretchy, musky foreskin. Avery nodded up and down, resiting the urge to buck his hips like a rutting dog as he began to lick the bulls balls. His tongue lapped at the moist, smelly flesh like an ice cream cone, making his way up the underside of the wide pulsing shaft to the covered tip. Avery gripped the middle of the bulls cock and gently pulled down the foreskin, revealing the thick head. The raunchy scent intensified tenfold. On Joey's cock head was a thick smear of moist, yellowish smegma. The bunny pulled back further to reveal more of the very smelly substance, in awe by the dense musk.

Joey blushed under his brown fur, slightly ashamed that his body produced cock cheese so quickly and easily. To his surprise, he felt the soft fur of the bunny's cheek rub against the tip of his messy cock, He looked down to see his mate's face smeared with the cheese like substance, the very sight made his thick bovine cock pulse and shot over a quarter cup of hot, oily precum directly onto the dark brown bunny's face, quickly soaking down to the skin. Avery's small wet tongue licked over the piss slit, licking up the precious liquid before it could drip down his cock.

Avery couldn't believe what he was doing. It was as if lust had taken over his mind. Before their vacation, the hare insisted on being perfectly groomed at all times, showering twice a day, brushing his teeth 4 times, expensive fur conditioners every morning, enemas at least twice a week. But during their trip to the country, away from civilization, he learned to embrace natural scents and senses. And here he was now, the most unclean he had ever been with the messiest cock he had ever encountered, in his mouth of all places.

He suckled the tip of the cock, not-so-gently gripping and stroking the shaft and foreskin. The taste of bull's cock head was unlike anything he had ever tasted. The flavor of his urine was natural and almost clean. But right now the mixture of urine, precum, sweat and week-old smeg tasted completely different. It was like licking a really salty load of cum from a well-used sweaty gym sock. The mix felt oily and slick on his tongue but the pure male pheromones being directly ingested was making the bunny go back for more, sliding a little more of the thick cock head into his mouth. It barely fit but his tongue was able to lick the rolls of cock cheese from the frenum and foreskin as it was pulled back more.

Joey squirmed and gripped the soft white suede couch with his large hands, his toes wiggling in excitement as his hips bucked unexpectedly, forcing an extra three inches into his mates maw and shooting another large amount of fluid. He ran his paws through Avery's headfur as both of his large footpaws made its way to the bunny's pink cock. The hare almost immediately began humping into the two moist soles in quick thrusts. Before long, the two were in a smooth rhythm of sucking and humping. Joey gripped his mates small cock between his sweaty toes, wiggling them as the bunny humped between them. With his other foot, he rubbed Avery's tummy, still very wet with bull urine from earlier. His big toe pushed into the bunny's 'inny' belly button. He knew Avery liked this a lot and he could tell his small partner had a hare trigger and would soon but sperming all over his footpaw soles, but Joey wanted to keep the fun going.

The beefy bull pulled away his footpaws and carefully slid his thick, messy cock from his mates mouth and laid down on the sofa, his knees bent a little, making his thigh muscles bulge under the layer of fat. Avery quickly climbed on top of him, licking the inside of his mouth. The creamy, cheese-like smegma coated the inside of his maw and his teeth like plaque. The Belgian hare carefully positioned his small tailhole above the bulls thick cock head. He held the massive bull meat with one paw as he slowly sat down on it, the tip spreading his pucker open little by little. Avery noticeably winced as the thick head pushed past his anal ring which squeezed the underside of the fleshy, human-like glans harder and harder. Joey gripped his mate's small waist to help guide him down his thick, spit-coated shaft. It flexed hard inside the bunny as it sent a hot, almost continuous jet of precum deep into his bowels.

Avery managed to get a full five or six inches inside him before he began to ease up, sliding the thick meat out of his tailhole and slowly back down, aided by the extra precum lube. The eager hare was soon comfortable enough to let the big bull take over. Joey began fucking the small rabbit in powerful strokes in and out, leaving the thick tip inside to plug the bunny. Avery moaned and whined like little cub as Joey began panting and braying. The tight hole was almost more than he could bear, seemingly getting tighter when he quickened his thrusts.

Joey gripped the small lapine harder as if he were a plushie, his thrust getting more erratic, some deeper, some more shallow. Avery tried his best not to paw himself as he was fucked roughly. He placed the palms of his small paws on his mates tummy as he endured the deep thrusts. Joey noticed a wetness against his cock as it was inside Avery, a lot more than the copious amounts of precum could have caused. Before long the both of them noticed a new musky scent added and this caused the bulls wide nostrils to flare in excitement. The the mixture of almost putrid smells aided his arousal and sent him to new heights.

The chubby, beefcake bull grunted loudly and quickly lifted the bunny up off his cock. Avery suddenly felt a change in his bowels and the moment the thick cock left his anus a hot flood of very runny diarrhea squirted out, coating Joey's cock in hot, brown, sticky scat. It came out forcefully over his wide cock tip, sending the bull over the edge. He bucked his hips as a torrent of milky, very musky bovine sperm squirted against Avery's shitting anus, mixing the two fluids together in a sickly, runny mess on the bulls lap.

Avery's flow of soupy diarrhea paused for a moment as if to change gears. Joey squeezed the bunny's tummy, forcing him to bear down and push out more. This time it was thicker like brown smelly toothpaste. It slide down Joey's beer-can-thick cock and made nice pile on his belly button. Avery was no longer holding back, seeing the look of pure ecstasy on his mates face, more of the pungent scat came out in a long continuous turd over his mates tummy. The rabbit sighed in relief when it was all out of him, his small pink maleness as hard as ever.

Joey's paws finally released their grip on Avery's waist and to his surprise the bunny sat down in the pile of mess he just made, resting on Joey's tummy. The bull bravely reached into pile of soft, squishy scat and got a paw full of it, amazed that the bunny could produce so much mess from such a small package. Joey quickly slathered his mates aching cock in warm, sticky feces and began stroking it. It didn't take long for the bunny shoot his load into the bulls paw, whining and wincing at the warm, new sensation. Avery laid down on the much larger bulls tummy, purring like a kitten, embracing the mess he made. The small hare rubbed, belly to belly, against Joey, smearing the warm scat into both of their fur.

Joey leaned down and kissed his mate's noes, rubbing his arched back. The bull's spent cock rested between Avery's butt cheeks like a sausage in a hotdog bun with chili. A long trail of cum oozed from the scat covered tip. Avery was more relaxed than he had been in years, purring like a kitten as he nuzzled the big bull. The white suede couch would have to be thrown out, but that was a task for another day. The two basked in the afterglow of sex, almost intoxicated from the new sensations.

The warm, runny scat was beginning to get cold by the time they decided to get up. "Shower?" Joey asked. "Shower." Avery replied, licking the bulls wide noes. They got up and examined the damage done to the couch. There were brown stains deep in the delicate suede. It would be impossible to explain to the cleaning lady how the stains got there, it would be easier to drop it off at the dump and buy a new one.

The two messy furs made their way upstairs to the master bath. Avery turned the shower on, making it a little hotter than usual. They bathed together with sweet smelling shampoos and expensive conditioners, lathering each other to remove the messy scat. Joey watched the water by the drain turn brown, small clumps of scat going down. Avery hugged the bulls waist and rested his head against his black, muscular, short-furred chest, purring loudly. It was the most affectionate Avery had been in a long time. Joey hugged him and rinsed the soap out of the small bunny's fur and gently stroked his spine.

They laid in bed naked nuzzling each other. Avery's head rested on the bulls tummy and he licked his navel shyly. The large bull moaned shifted on the cool bed and stroked his mates headfur. The hare kept licking the belly button like a lollipop, slowly making his way lower down Joey's 'happy trail' to his large, flaccid cock. He kissed the foreskin covered tip goodnight and rested his head on the bulls strong thigh and went sleep.

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The Next Morning.

The two had the day off, their last day off together for a very long time. The Belgian hare wore jeans for the first time in years while Joey put on a pair of track pants and matching running shoes. Joey put on a pot of water for tea and they began the arduous task of unloading the SUV in the parking garage. It was then that Joey remembered the present his assistant Mathew gave him before they left. It was the last item he took inside and sat it on the dining room table as Avery poured tea.

"What's that?" The bunny asked curiously.

"It's from Mathew, that squirrel I work with. I think he has a crush on me on something."

"I'm sure it's just puppy love. Come on. Open it."

Joey cleared his throat, a bit curious and nervous as to what it could be. The bull very carefully undid the bow, taking the time to roll the wide white ribbon back into a spool. The blue foil wrapping paper was just as carefully removed and folded neatly next to the ribbon. Inside was a plain brown box. He took a deep breath and took the top of the box off and peaked inside. Joey quickly closed it and took a sip of his tea.

"It's. . . a picture of him. Naked." Joey said, eyes wide. Avery burst out laughing in disbelief. He reached over the tabled and grabbed the box and opened it. He took out a stack of photos, 8x10's, and looked through them, laughing hard.

"There has to be at least 50 here!" the bunny snickered, flipping through them, turning some sideways. "Wow, he's pretty well endowed for his age." The photos were all done in a studio, fine-art style, many with props and 'toys', all of them of the squirrel nude and in very naughty positions. Joey grabbed the box and blushed deeply. At the bottom was a note: "Thinking of you." The bovine quickly snatched the pictures away and put them back into the box and put the lid back on, but Avery kept one, playing keep-away with the bull.

"I'll have to talk with him tomorrow to clear this up."

"Maybe you should give him a taste." Avery said jokingly. "He is rather cute."

"He's 12! It would be very irresponsible of me."

"So? 12 is legal. I don't mind sharing you. Loosen up. You can always make more spooge."

The beefcake bull blushed deeply and the two sipped the black tea in silence. Joey's expensive camera was on the table facing them, the large lens staring at them like a cyclops' eye, reflecting their image upside down.