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Field Tripping

By BunnyBoy

This story and the characters in it are copyrighted to BunnyBoy cept for Timril, he belongs to his player.

Warning the story contains material of a sexual nature between male cubs. So if your too young or easily offended please go no further. Thank you for reading and please enjoy

It's been a week since they started, and Timmy's hunger is still insatiable. In the days that followed, most of the students thought the quiet, little brown bunny was getting weirder and weirder. Oddly, he seemed immune to the playground ridicule that was taken for granted by the other cubs. It seemed like someone was always there in the way. Timmy seemed to walk through the halls of the school like he owned the place, never looking at anyone directly.

On Friday morning, John the colt (who happened to be Timmy's current favorite, if just for the size of his cock) was in the halls talking to a group of his friends. The boys were just chit-chatting when the colt looks up and spots the bunny. Their eyes meet and the pony knows he has to cut the bull session short. "Sorry guys I've got to run. I'll talk to you later," as he quietly falls into step a few feet behind the bunny. When Timmy ducks into the boys' bathroom John quickly follows. The bunny locks the door after them, making sure the room remains private. The colt blushes a bit, he knows what is coming next and his sheath has already started to skin back in anticipation.

Timmy doesn't look at John but his voice is clear and demanding. "Pull it out and stroke it till it's hard." It's softly spoken but still no less a command. While the horse rushes to obey, the bunny opens his backpack and pulls out his thermos of tea, which he empties into the bathroom sink. "My class has a fieldtrip today, Rick will be coming too so I'll have entertainment, but I need something for my lunch." Timmy turns about quickly dropping to his knees before the colt. The bunny's eyes light up at the sight of that massive length of flesh. He leans in and kisses the head. "Now John, you are going to tell me before you cum. If you do not I will be very cross with you." The hungry bunny blazes a trail of kisses across that little stallion's dick. He suckles gently on the tip, as one paw massages those big fat horse fruit, rolling them about in his palm.

It doesn't take long before the horse moans out his warning. "Sir, I'm going to..." The bunny pulls back letting the tip slip from his lips. His nimble little fingers of one paw grip the shaft angling it just right while the other brings the now empty thermos to the tip. Timmy carefully collects every last drop of that sweet musky horse spunk. John moans loudly as ropes of his sticky seed gradually fill the bunny's container. Just before it over flows Timmy applies pressure in just the right spot halting the horse like a spigot. He bends down wrapping his lips around that flared tip before releasing his grip so he can savor the last few drops right away.

"Thank you, that's all I needed," whispers the bunny as he places the cap on his favorite beverage. He shoulders his pack and heads for the door, barely giving the gasping pony enough time to slip himself back into his pants.

After he makes his way to home room, the bunny daydreams for a bit. The teacher blathers on about nothing of import, going over the rules while they are at the art museum. Timmy had heard it all before. Soon, but not soon enough for the bunny, the class was all lined up and marched off toward the buses. Once there he found a seat in the back of the bus. No one sat with the bunny, but truth be told he preferred it that way. It should be dark by the time they make their way back to the school; he'll have to make Rick ride with him for that. He sat at the back of the bus and quietly read for the 2-hour trip. As the cubs pour out of the buses Timmy makes sure he winds up near Rick. The fox looks around nervously. He's still a little uneasy with the boys' arrangement.

As they start to make there way through the gallery, the bunny leans over and whispers in Rick's ear. "On the trip home tonight, you are going to sit with me in the back of the bus. Once it gets dark I'm going to ride you all the way home." The fox blushes brightly under his fur and nods his understanding.

They behave for most of the day. Rick was too nervous around the bunny to do anything and Timmy was actually enjoying the different pieces of art. Soon it was lunchtime and the teachers gathered the cubs together in the museums cafeteria.

Some cubs had brought their own lunch, and others decided to buy something from the menu. Rick and Timmy ended up at a table by themselves, the bunny's foot stroking along one of the fox's thighs as they settle down to the meal. Rick jumps at the touch, momentarily fumbling with his sandwich. Humming to himself Timmy starts to unpack his own meal. He takes a long pull from his thermos gulping down his salty treat. "Ahhh," sighs the boy, with a gooey jizz mustache sticking to his whiskers. "Fresh from the pony. Would you like a sip Rick?" He sloshes the container offering it to the fox. Blushing the other boy shakes his head no. "More for me then." The bunny sets it aside while he tears into his sandwich. "After lunch though, I'm going to want something a little fresher, pup. So you'll follow me when we break off from the group alright?"

The little fox stumbles over the words. "Yes, yes sir no problem." He can't bring himself to look at the little bunny ravenously guzzling down the last of the horse's seed.

As soon as every one has their bellies filled, the teachers gather up their students to continue the tour. Timmy drifts towards the back of the pack, dragging Ricky with as he goes. The bunny waits for his chance and as soon as the teacher is distracted he calmly walks away with the nervous fox hot on his heels. The little bunny whips out a small brochure with a map of the museum in it and guides his jittery toy to the nearest bathroom. Once inside the bunny quickly checks the stalls to make sure they are empty before ushering Rick into the very last one. Now that they are all alone, the bunny's demanding personality comes out. "Okay foxy, drop your pants and sit up on the tank."

Still nervous, but also rather excited, Rick climbs up onto the toilet. The cold porcelain of the water tank sends a chill through his furry buns as his sheath starts to fill out with anticipation. "How is this sir?" Whimpers the fox kit, his voice trembling with a mixture of want and need.

Timmy just smiles and leans forward, the fox is at the perfect height now. "Oh yes Ricky, that's just right." His tongue flicks out noisily slurping along the pup's tender young balls. The bunny hungrily suckles on the delightfully firm cum-laden orbs. He nuzzles the object of his affection, letting the emerging pink cockhead slide through his soft face fur.

Rick bites his bottom lip just to keep from moaning. The sensations are just so good. Once his young little fox hood has fully emerged, and those hot little lips press against the tip in a loving kiss, it's all the boy can do to not scream.

Neither cub hears the bathroom door open. The security guard had noticed the boys split off from the group. Not only was this against the rules but also they definitely seemed to be up to something. He stayed a ways behind them but quickly moved up once they entered the bathroom. The room appeared empty, not a soul in sight but the 21-year-old lion could hear something out of place. He follows the wet sloppy sound down the stalls. He can almost swear he knows what's going on. At the last stall he pulls open the door suddenly and is shocked by what he sees.

As the door whips open, and the big security guard fills the doorway young Ricky whimpers with fear. Timmy calmly looks over his shoulder at the startled adult, his lips smeared with pre. The bunny gauges the security guard, taking him all in, his eyes travel from the silver mane all the way down his firm masculine body to the noticeable tent in his pants. "Well," says the lad in an earthy tone, "Are you just going to stand there or are you going to join us? I bet you'd feel good up under my tail." With that Timmy goes right back to work fearlessly ignoring the man watching as he suckles on that still throbbing fox cock.

Timril is torn. The guard knows he shouldn't be but he can't help but be turned on by all this. The slurping noises from that little bunny cub just make him harder as that tender little butt waggles back and forth. The fox's whimpers turn into moans, as the big lion steps into the stall and locks it behind him.

Timmy's lips leave the fox's cock once more, but that paw maintains a firm grip, gently squeezing the still developing knot. "So," he says as he licks the boy's tip. "You gonna fuck me or just watch?" With those last breathy words the bunny returns to his meaty treat.

Timril can't believe what he's hearing; this little kid really wants it bad. If he is asking for it can't be wrong right? "Yeah" he mutters, "I'll do it." The lion fumbles with his belt, before tugging down his slacks and shorts. He whimpers as his already hard cock springs into the cool air. His paws grip the back of the boy's shorts, tugging down the hole in the back for that cute little leaf shaped tail. The guard guides his now needy dick into the gap in the child's shorts. Pressing up under his tail, the thick head pressed against that tight ring of muscle.

The bunny moans into the foxhood in his muzzle as he feels that big thick cock slowly stretch him wide open. The man's paws grip the bunny by his hips as he feeds more and more of that fat, juicy adult cock into his firm young backside. It feels big, bigger then the boys he's used to, even bigger then his favored colt, but it feels oh so good.

The lion is only about halfway in when the bunny surprises him and pushes back, impaling himself on the man's organ. "Oh wow." He moans, "You are so friggin' tight." His eyes catch sight of the fox kit before him, despite being in the enviable position of having that little rabbit suckling on him the boy keeps looking at the grown up, his eyes filled with guilt and shame. Timril takes off the uniform hat and slips it onto the fox's head, tugging it down over the boy's face. "So I take it you're not the patient type?" He growls into the bunny's long ears. "Well okay then, I won't take it slow." The guard pulls back, that tight hole squeezing him like a fist before he thrusts his whole length home. He drives deep into the boy setting up a hard, fast pace.

Timmy whimpers loudly at that second hard push, and he shifts his position a bit. He rests his arms on Rick's knees and lets the adults rutting motion drive him onto the fox's drooling cock. Both paws are wrapped around the little canine's throbbing knot, his fingers kneading it tenderly, trying to coax the biggest load he can from the boy as his ass is pounded.

The lion grunts and moans with each hard thrust. He's lost in his lust, his wild silvery mane swaying as he drives himself into the little bunny harder and harder. He knows the cub is enjoying it to, no matter how hard he seems to thrust into that boy there is no fear, no pain just pleasured moans. The adult's fingers dig into the boy's hips lifting his feet off the ground as he slams into him with all his might. The fox howls as this last thrust pushes the bunny even further onto him forcing the tip of that fox cock into the young rabbits throat. As Timril watches, the fox boy pumps his bunny friend's gullet full of hot sticky cub juices. The guard is close himself; that tight little ass bringing him closer and closer to the hardest, most mind blowing orgasm of his life. The lion slows down a bit rocking forward in slow, hard thrusts as he roars his way through his climax, his own cock spitting out long sticky ropes of hot lion seed.

The three just hung there for a moment, like a statue in the aftermath of the moment. Neither the fox nor the lion notice but the little bunny had also climaxed, his immature cum seeping through his shorts.

Finally the little bunny lets the softening length of fox meat slip from his lips. "Now that was a good fuck." He moans with a purr. "Rick hop down and check the bathroom door make sure no one is coming, then lock it. We'll need the room for a little longer."

As the still timid fox cub rushes off to do the bunny's bidding the guard pulls himself from the rabbit's rear with a wet slurping noise. He leans against the wall of the stall panting as he watches how calm and collected the bunny seems to be even after all that. The lad steps out of his cum covered shorts and strolls out of the stall tossing them in a bathroom sink before running water over them. He then grabs a paw full of paper towels and starts to clean himself up, wiping away any stray streams of cum as they drip down his legs. The bunny then pulls a spare pair of shorts out, before setting the wet ones on the hand dryer.

Timmy then smiled up at the security guard who was just staring down at him with a bewildered look. The man hadn't even bothered to pull up his pants. Timmy walked over to him and took his limp cock in one paw gently licking it clean. "Now Mr..." He glances up at the nametag pinned to the shirt, "Timril. I'll take it you enjoyed that very much. I know I did, and I'd like to have it happen again." The lion groans at the soft tongue as well as the thought of a repeat. Once the adult is all clean, Timmy lets him go and walks back to his backpack. He quickly writes down his name and number on a piece of paper. "Give me a call some time. If my parents answer, just tell them you're my new math tutor." Chuckling he gathers his things and leaves the still dumbfounded older cat standing in the bathroom with his junk hanging out.

As they walk down the corridors trying to reconnect with their class, Ricky turns to the bunny. "Since you got a good... " Despite every thing that just happened the fox still blushes at the word, "fuck do I still have to ride in the back with you tonight?"

The insatiable bunny grins at the fox. "Yes, of course you do."