Tiger's Morning
#2 of Tristan's Master
Tristan belongs to me (not for long at this rate)
Gyro belongs to himself
This is a very adult story. For serious.
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Tristan awoke wrapped in blankets and swathed over a firm but forgiving surface. He stirred, a little confused, eyes still shut. He winced, pain still present in his ankle. He wondered why his ankle hurt, and a flurry of images of mirrors, black plastic, and moving track worked through his mind disjointedly. He slowly opened his eyes, the hare finding that he was looking at a pair of massively muscular pectorals. He looked up along the corded neck and found himself looking at a smiling tiger's face. The big feline smiled, and let out a soft mew, so disparate from the masculine appearance.
Tris blushed deeply, the events of the previous day sweeping through his mind in a more cohesive manner. "H-Hey... H-How did I..." The hare trailed off.
One massive paw caressed the back of his head, scratching gently at the bases of his floppy ears, "You kind of fell asleep on me in the spa. I took you home, since I didn't want to wake you up." The giant tiger spoke softly. "In case you forgot, I'm Gyro."
Tris' blush returned, because he had indeed forgotten.
Gyro chuckled and drew the little bunny closer, kissing Tristan on the forehead softly. "Such a cute lil bunny. Just relax. I've got you." His paw resumed its tender rubs for a few moments before the tiger rumbled softly, "Awake enough to get up, bunbun?"
Tris looked to his benefactor, then smiled softly, nodding.
"Alright then. Up we get." Gyro scooted to the side of the bed, then sat up, turning, and for a moment Tris thought his body was going to get pinched between things, before he was seated, still wrapped in blankets, on Gyro's lap. Then Gyro stood and Tris' body was still supported. Unlike when this had happened the day prior, this time Tris was awake enough to notice. Gyro chuckled at the look of total confusion and shock on the hare's face. The tiger walked carefully to a full length mirror.
Tris looked at the mirror and blushed deeply. He found himself looking at himself wrapped in blankets perched up upon a bulge in Gyro's spandex boxer-breifs that looked like it contained a pair of large fully inflated beach balls with a length of drainage pipe nestled into the cleft between them, but all so much softer... All in all it made a platform that the bunny sat upon with little chance of falling off. He looked back at Gyro.
Gyro smiled warmly, "Its real, Bunbun."
"S-So big..." Tris stammered after a bit.
Gyro simply chuckled and rubbed Tris' ears softly, before walking into the kitchen, not removing the hare from his rather quite comfy seat on his massive loins. The hare relaxed back against the chest of the big tiger as he watched him start opening cabinets, taking out the largest waffle iron Tris had ever seen and a massive jug of waffle mix. Gyro opened up his fridge and crouched, as to not displace Tris, getting out several packs of bacon and a whole ham hock. Tris watched as a griddle on the range and a waffle iron started to turn these disparate ingredients into a cohesive breakfast. He let the odors wafting up awaken him, and whet his appetite. Before long, Gyro had amassed a pile of bacon and a thick stack of ham slices on one wide platter, and a stack of waffles on another. He set them down on the table before getting Tris a plate and a platter for his lap, before he sat down on his specially made chair at the table. Tris blushed softly as Gyro piled a hefty helping of everything onto Tris' plate and gave him a knife and fork.
Tris blushed softly, "Thank you, Gyro..." Tris started to eat, half focused on the meal however, since Gyro was eating his much more massive meal over his head. Every once in a while syrup or porcine juices would drip onto the bunny's head. Gyro would pause to lick the bunny's hair clean, chuuring at the mix of flavors. Tris finished his own food, having paused with each lick to his head to savor the sensation of the feline tongue, and set his utensils down. By the time Gyro was finished, Tristan's hair was quite moist, hanging down with the tiger's drool.
Gyro chuckled softly at the sight, "Maybe I should bathe the lil bunny again...?" Tris looked back at him. "With water this time." Gyro clairified.
Tris nodded slightly and Gyro stood slowly up, weighed down with breakfast and a bunny on his bulge, before starting towards the bathroom. As they went, the tiger slowly stripped away the blankets cocooning the bunny, who shivered softly at the sudden cold. Gyro was still only in his spandex underwear when he stepped into the bath with a naked bunny perched on his bulge. First thing Tris noticed was how massive the bathtub was. He had always wanted a bathtub he could lay down in fully, since he was so slender, and taller than average. But Gyro was even bigger than he was, and obviously needed the custom sized equipment. The walls of the tub were high too, which Tris guessed was to compensate for the size of Gyro's loins. There was a door in fact to let Gyro even enter his bathtub, sealed with rubber so that it wouldn't leak. Gyro closed the shower curtain and turned on the water with his toes with practiced ease. Using his toes he determined a good temperature and then turned so that Tris was facing away from the shower head. He reached back and switched it to the shower, taking the blast of cold water with a shiver before he turned back around only when it was warm enough for the little bunny.
Tris chuured softly as his fur was flattened to his form by the warm water, relaxing as Gyro's gentle paws stroked him, making sure his whole body was wet, before he stepped back, out of the stream of water and started to shampoo Tris' fur, rubbing and massaging the substance into every inch of the hare's body. Tris blushed as the gentle paws got his body aroused, and looked up at the tiger.
Gyro simply smiled, reassuring the hare he didn't mind, and kept lathering over the lepine's form. Tristan gave a soft groan as Gyro's fingers rubbed between his rumpcheeks for sake of completion, before his paws strayed down Tris' legs. Tris winced softly as his ankle was touched. "Aww... Is it still hurting you, lil bun?"
Tris nodded softly, "I-I'm afraid it might be sprained."
Gyro nodded in return, before he stepped back into the water and started rinsing the hare of all that shampoo. Tris moaned out as the paws returned to his loins and rump, by now fully aroused by the extremely masculine Tiger who was caring for him. Gyro just smiled warmly, and paid special care to the naughty bits. He stepped back and started over with the conditioner. Tristan was slumping more and more into the massaging paws with every moment, each of his muscles unknotting from where they were tense, and his arousal growing all the more. This was exacerbated by Gyro's thick middle finger, lubed with the water based conditioner, pushing its way into Tris' body!
Tris cried out in surprise, his tailhole flexing around it as Gyro purred in a delicious baritone that vibrated through every part of the tiger, including his finger. Tris panted softly as the finger started to pump slowly in and out of his rump, thicker than some one night stands he had been with, but much more flexible, the tip finding all the places inside him that made him moan and squirm.
As Gyro worked on the little bunny he started to whisper in his ear, his other paw coming around to pump at his shaft. "Oh lil bunbun... you're so cute when you're gonna cum... But you'd be so much cuter if you were mine..."
Tris blushed deeply, looking back at Gyro.
Gyro pressed his finger deeper and caressed the hare's prostate in a gentle curling motion, "You heard me right..." The tiger rumbled dominantly, "I wanted to keep you since I first saw you at the Gym... Lucky me, Mal dropped you in my lap." The tiger slowed his motions, and let Tris see his face, sincere compassion on his face. "I am sorry about your ankle sweetie, but If you say you'll be mine, I'll keep you nice and safe, and you won't have to walk until after you're all better. What do you say..." Gyro started to thrust his finger while pumping Tris' member harder, feeling the throbs get closer to the inevitable orgasm. "Are you mine now? My little pet bunny?"
Tris closed his eyes, blushing as a thousand thoughts ran through his head, but they were washing away rapidly. Gyro was safety, Gyro was loving, Gyro was warmth, And best of all, Gyro wanted him... He shuddered and cried out, "Oh gods Yes! A-A thousand times yes!" He started to cum as he answered, and Gyro cuddled him warmly, feeling him ride out his orgasm.
Gyro stepped back under the water to rinse his bunny off.
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