Bityn's First
#1 of A Bunny Called Bityn
The lapine didn't know what he planned to do now that he was finally away from home. Part of him just said to be free and enjoy the new sexuality his escape had allowed room to develop, but at the same time, he still held a certain feeling of moral obligation set by his family that, as a male, he should be finding females to reproduce with. And females were alright in their own sense, but somehow.... The males just caught his eye more readily. He loved how they looked... how they smelled... how he felt when their eyes traveled over his body, looking at all the parts of him that the tight clothing he wore failed to properly hide.
After a while, though, he lost his courage, standing up and somewhat morosely walking out of the club. He had more important things to worry about than his sexual identity anyway... like where the next meal was coming from. At least, that's what he told himself as walked out the door, oblivious of all the eyes that followed the movements of his pert rump.
He hadn't gotten far, though, when something grabbed his shirt, pulling him into a nearby alley. Afraid for a moment, he wanted to scream, though a strong paw clapped over his mouth, preventing it. By the scent and the feel of the arms that grabbed him, he could tell it was a male, and he instantly started to get hard, though he struggled a bit, even still fighting with himself about his sexuality.
At that point, he heard a soft shushing in his ear, bringing him back to reality. Knowing right off he wouldn't be escaping the much stronger male by flailing around like he was. When he did this, he heard a voice in his ear, accompanied by the touch of a canine muzzle against the side of his head.
"Come on, boy... I won't hurt you.... I'm just going to give you what you want."
He shivered, trying to turn his head enough to see the face behind the voice, but he couldn't, a strong paw holding his head in place. "Wh... what do you mean?"
At that point, one of the paws moved down to his crotch, feeling the bulge that was continuing to grow. "You know what I mean.... You wouldn't be dressed like you are if you didn't want it. All the males in there knew it.... I'm just acting on it." He chuckles. "But you'll have to ask for it."
Bityn shook his head, biting his lip as he feels the rubbing, feeling himself starting to reach full size, his shaft straining almost painfully against his pants. "I.. I don't... I was just... I don't want anything...."
Both paws moved down now, the arms still enclosed around him to keep him in place, the muzzle resting against his shoulder. Blushing hard, he felt the paws opening his shorts, pulling them down and revealing the girl panties he had secretly been wearing underneath. He felt horrified as he saw himself being exposed, hearing the chuckle in his ear.
"Ooh. You really are a little femboy.... Come on, now. I want to hear you admit it. It's alright. Let me hear what a teeny queeny you are and how much you want me to break you in..."
The boy was shaking his head as he listened to it, not wanting to admit it, though the shaking slowed down little by little, feeling his resolve slipping away as the paw continued to rub at his member through the panties, though not going any further, just rubbing him and continuing to hold him firmly from behind.
"I.... I am..." He blushes, still struggling with the last vestiges of his former life, then feeling them finally shatter. "I am a femboy..."
There was the sound of a deep, satisfied chuckle from behind him, a puff of warm breath caressing a sensitive ear, brining a shiver from the boy. "And what is it you want me to do? Tell me, or I'll just walk away and leave you hard."
He blushed hard, pausing a moment, then finally letting out a moan and pressing himself back against the male, loving the feel of him against his back, even feeling an impressively large bulge against his panty covered rump. "I want you to take me.... To take my virginity and innocence...."
"Where? When?" the voice asked with another chuckle.
"R... right here... right now...."
Without another word, the paws gripped his panties, pushing them down to his knees along with his shorts, letting gravity take them to his ankles. He stepped out of one leg a little, feeling a push on his back and placing his paws against the brick wall in front of him for balance. A leg forcing its way between his caused him to widen his stance, then he heard the sound of a zipper behind him, a moment later feeling a large shaft rubbing against his tight hole. Then, a paw gripped his wrist, making him hold his paw out and open, a glob of cool, slick lube dropping into his paw.
"Reach back here and lube me up."
No sooner had the command been given than he reached back, smearing the lube over his paws and starting to spread it over the cock. He couldn't help but open his eyes a bit as he felt just how big it was, wondering if it really would fit inside him. By now, though, he was too eager. He wanted that cock inside him so bad.
Getting every inch of the shaft lubricated, he placed his paws on the wall again, feeling the male press against his back hard enough to press his cheek against the wall. He wouldn't have been able to go anywhere even had he wanted to, though it only added to his immense pleasure. There was a pause, then a cold glob of pre was applied to his hot tailhole, making him gasp in pleasure. For a moment the fingers rubbed over the outside, spreading it around, then once more the head of the shaft was pressed against his tight ring, forcing him even harder against the wall.
"Mm... you ready little bitch?" he asked, continuing to rub the head of his shaft teasing against the hole, preparing it a little for what was to happen next.
He shivered, feeling a surge of pleasure run through him as the name rang in his ear, nodding slowly and bracing himself. There was a moment of pause, then he felt the cock push forward hard, for a little while not going anywhere, then finally popping into him, snuggled tightly in his velvety interior. He almost screamed, but once again the paw clapped over his mouth. For a moment the shaft just sat there, gripped tightly in his anus as the bunny writhed in pleasure and pain against the wall, then it started to push in further, inch after inch forcing its way into his hole until the canine was pressed in to the knot, rubbing it against him a little as he let the boy adjust.
"Oooh... gods... you really are tight...."
After another little pause, the thrusting began, the bunny's face rubbing against the smooth brick of the wall as each thrust bounced him hard. At first, not much movement was made, the cock just sliding slightly in and out of him as the muscles gripped tightly around the foreign intrusion, then he started to relax, the pain dissipating until all that was left was pleasure. He moaned loudly, bouncing hard on the shaft as more and more slid in and out of him, eventually nearly the whole shaft being used. After a bit of that, there was a push from one side, hearing a growl in his ear.
"Get down on your hands and knees like a bitch," the voice commanded, pushing him over before he even really had a chance to comply, going to hands and knees and feeling the thrusting beginning again, harder than ever. The canine crouched over him, humping hard at the tiny bunny under him, no longer bothering to muffle the moans and screams that came from the boy's throat.
Bityn, meanwhile, was in heaven, each thrust driving a little deeper the conviction that here was right where he was meant to be, taking it fast and hard from a larger male as he screamed in pleasure. He could feel himself starting to tense little by little, a growing sense of pressure building in his loins as the cock rubbed hard in and out of his tight hole, bouncing him back and forth, his own cock bouncing under him. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, arching his back as he came harder than ever before in his life, spraying out his hot seed into a puddle under him as the canine continued to thrust. A moment later, he felt him tensing as well, a howl released as a flood of warm cum sprays into him, filling his hungry hole to the brim until it began dribbling out the sides.
For a moment they stayed locked together, then the canine pulled out, wiping himself off with Bityn's panties and tossing them in front of him. All that was said before the canine left was a muttered "You'll make a good slut." Then he was gone, never having seen his face. The bunny never forgot the experience, though, and still treasures the memory (and the panties) to this day.