Closing Time
Mr. Booker flipped the door sign over from Open to Closed as the Sun outside began its downward trail in the west. There would still be enough daylight for a few hours and Summer would be able to get home without any trouble. He closed the blinds and locked the door.
He heard little footfalls coming up from behind him, creaking on the taut wooden floor. He smiled, "Have you straightened up the Kit's section?"
"I did," Summer said.
"And did you get the glass cases wiped down?" he asked, turning around and undoing his tie.
"Mmm hmmm," Summer replied, a little smirk on his lips.
The rabbit grinned and undid the top button of his white shirt, "Your parents?"
Summer glided up and rubbed his paws over the elder rabbit's chest and belly and said seductively, "I told them I'd be helping you with inventory for a few hours."
"Good boy," the rabbit replied before scooping up the little fox in his arms. Summer wrapped his legs around the rabbit's waist as he held him. He could feel the fox's little hardon pressed against his belly. He responded by giving the fox's ass a firm squeeze.
Mr. Booker asked, "Ready to have some fun?"
The young fox nodded keenly, his bushy tail wagging with equal enthusiasm.
"Atta boy," he said, setting the fox down, "Let's get you undressed."
Summer started taking off his shirt when Mr. Booker interrupted, "Huh uh, let me..."
He took the fox's shirt and slowly pulled it off, revealing the pup's soft white belly and chest fur. He tossed the shirt away and kneeled down in front of the fox, gazing admirably at his young form. Purring softly, he leaned in and nuzzled Summer's chest, smelling the young, light fragrance of youth. He caressed his sides, running his fingers through the light, airy fur as he listened to the fox's soft coos of pleasure. His eyes travelled down the pup's chest and belly to the small bulge tenting out in his jeans. He grinned, barely concealing his own arousal as his own member hardened against the tight fabric of his work pants.
He stood up and lifted the fox, sitting him down on the edge of the checkout counter. The cub squirmed excitedly as each of his shoes were removed and set down on the floor. The rabbit unbuttoned and unzipped Summer's pants, tugging them off gently before tossing them down with the shoes. He grinned hungrily down at the nearly naked fox who was now only dressed in socks and his tighty whities.
"God, you're so sexy..." Mr. Booker breathed. Summer blushed, the white fur under his muzzle and in his ears turning bright pink.
The rabbit leaned down, nibbling and kissing on the pup's neck as he gripped the band of his undies and peeled them away from his slender waist. The pup gasped softly, both as his young cocklet was freed from their fabric prison and from a gentle love bite from the lapin's long incisors.
"You like that?" the rabbit whispered, nuzzling him as he pocketed the pup's briefs.
"I...do..." Summer said between hot and heavy breathes.
Mr. Booker chuckled and reached into his other pocket, producing a small plastic bottle of unscented lube. He set it down on the table next to the fox and said, "Lift your legs up."
Summer did as he was told, uncertain but not questioning the rabbit's motives.
Mr. Booker popped open the little bottle and squirted a liberal amount of lube on his fingers, rolling it around on them before slipping them between his thighs. Summer let out a soft gasp as the slick liquid touched his most private of regions, his tailhole.
"I wanna try something with you. It'll feel really good after a while but it might hurt a little at first. Would you like me to try it?" he asked in a kind and reassuring voice.
Summer had a vague idea of what the rabbit was talking about and nodded, grinning eagerly. He winked his tight tailstar knowingly as the adult's middle finger massaged over it. Mr. Booker grinned back down at him and said, "Good boy."
Mr. Booker rolled his index finger around the flexing pink flesh, massaging the tension out of it as Summer began to relax. He gently rubbed the pup's chest with his free paw as he slowly worked the tailhole with the other. He firmly but carefully pressed against the pucker, feeling some give as the hole retightened itself around his fingertip. The fox took in a sharp hiss of breath as the rabbit worked his finger in to the first knuckle.
"You alright there, Summer?" he asked soothingly as he worked in more of his finger.
The fox nodded, though his face showed some slight discomfort. Mr. Booker smiled and continued, studying the pup's expression in case it got to be too much. He managed to get it all the way in, twisting and stretching the tight ring around his finger. The fox let out a low moan of pleasure as the adult pulled back out, relubed, and slipped the finger back in.
The rabbit leaned down and kissed up Summer's tiny cocklet, from the base of his knot to the quivering, dripping tip. He parted his lips and took the tip into his warm, wet maw, tasting sweet puppy pre as he suckled it. He took the rest into his maw as he fingered the pup. He found his prostate and massaged it as he milked the young foxmeat. Summer arched his back and let out small whines of pleasure.
It didn't take long for the pup to reach orgasm and he came quickly. He humped up into Mr. Booker's muzzle and squirted his watery essence over his tongue. The rabbit swallowed Summer's immature seed before pulling off, licking his lips.
"Wh...what was that?" Summer panted, his hole still flexing around the adult's finger.
"Your first orgasm," the rabbit grinned wide, "Ready for more?