The Great Outdoors
#5 of A Bunny Called Bityn
It was a warm, bright day when Bityn started his hike, long ears turning here and there to listen to a refreshing breeze sigh through the leaves above. The trees bent and swayed as they whisper their relaxing song, swelling and falling. The whole effect was one that put the navy hued bunny in high spirits. He even giggled as a playful gust ruffled the violet hair that topped his head. Across his chest he had decided to wear a short sleeved shirt, perhaps a size or two too small for him, but that's just how he liked his clothing. Not that it was easy to find clothing that was smaller than he really was, but he'd figured out some places where he could look. On bottom he wore khaki short shorts. He had settled on wearing sandals on the hike, though the way he looked down at them, he probably would be removing them before too long. He'd always preferred the more natural feeling of ground beneath his feet anyway. In face, it wasn't long before he curled his lip, bending over and undoing the straps of his sandals. As he did so, he had a strange feeling of being watched, even perking an ear when he imagined he heard a chuckle. Coming back up a little, he looked around. Nothing seemed to come of his suspicion, though, so he bent over again, getting his sandals off. He wiggled his toes against the dusty ground of the path, sighing softly in relief. Then, heading off the path a little ways, he hid the sandals behind a bush, remembering the location before starting down the path again.
There was a new spring in his step as he started back off again. He fully enjoyed his walk, breathing deeply to taste the fresh air that could only be found this far from civilization. The sights the sounds.... Nature was a glorious thing!
Still, it had its downside. Amidst the grey trunks surrounding him and the mottled sunlight that managed to get through the filter of leaves above him, it took a while for Bityn to notice how the sky had darkened behind a blanket of clouds. And it was only getting darker.... By the time he did notice, it was too late to turn back. He was too far into the trail to get even near the trail head before the rain started, and he hadn't brought any rain gear, not having thought he'd need it. Before he could even decide on a course of action, a raindrop that had managed to get through the covering of trees hit him squarely on the nose. He squeaked, shaking his head a little and casting about for somewhere to hide. A second drop hitting his ear urged him to come up with something faster. Then there was another on the back of his neck, and he took off running back the way he had come. More raindrops fell, getting through the leaves and hitting his face as he went, causing him to turn his gaze downwards so he could still see. Clothing and fur became soaked as the drizzle became a downpour, and the wetter he got, the colder he got.
Just when things were looking their bleakest, the bunny heard a voice from somewhere off to his right. "What are you doing out there? Hurry up and get in here!"
Looking up, Bityn could see a young bear male looking out at him from the flap of a tent. Not hesitating, Bityn turned and ran over and ran over to the tent, practically diving in. He only paused long enough to wipe off his feet with a towel offered to him by the ursine, then climbed the rest of the way in, wiping off his fur while looking at his savior. On closer inspection, he seemed to be about the same age as Bityn, if a bit older. He was larger too, his fur a warm honey-brown color. This was obvious since he was bare at least from the waist up. The other half was obscured by a sleeping bag.
Looking up into the brown eyes of the bear, Bityn smiled, trying not to shivers as cold permeated him. "Th-th-thank you. W-wasn't exp-pecting rain."
Nodding, the bear shrugged it off with a soft, "It's nothing. Now, you should get out of those wet clothes before you freeze."
The bunny blushed a bit, but nodded, knowing he was right. He started by peeling off his sodden shirt. However, before he could et it over his head, he felt an extra pair of paws on his pants. Popping open the button and zipper, the fingers hooked not only into his pants, but his underwear as well. They then tugged downwards, taking it all to his knees. Finally, he managed to get off his shirt, setting it to the side with a wet thwump. A moment later the rest of his clothing joined it. Blinking a little and pulling we hair out of his face, he tried not to seem too embarrassed, though it was difficult as he could feel his sheath hardening. And it only continued to swell when he realized what he was looking at. The other male was holding open his sleeping bag to welcome in the bunny, reclining on his side. The large body was fully nude in the sleeping bag. Speechless, the bunny tried not to stare, but he didn't do too well.
"Body heat is the best way to help you get warm," the bear explained, bringing Bityn back to reality and reminding him just how cold he still was. Pausing momentarily, the bunny scanned the sight once more before slipping in with him. He pressed his back up against the broad chest of the ursine, feeling his arms wrap around him. Finally starting to warm up a little, Bityn relaxed, listening to the rain pattering onto the top of the tent. "There...," the deep voice of the bear muttered soothingly. "Feeling any better now?"
Bityn giggled softly, still shivering a little as he snuggled into the thick brown fur. "G-getting there...."
"You know.... There is a way I could help you get warm faster...." As he said it, he started to nuzzle the back of the rabbit's sensitive ears, his warm breath tickling the velvety fur that covered them."
"How... how's... that?" the bunny asked softly, letting out a moan of pleasure when he felt a warm, wet tongue lick along the length of his ear.
"I love fuzzy bunny ears...," he muttered distractedly before pressing himself into the bunny until he could feel the ursine member rubbing between the cheeks of his rump. "Well...," the bear continued, "they say in survival courses that the fastest way to get warm is sexual activity...." His hips pushed up into the bunny, rubbing the large cock against his hole, a paw reaching around to the front to grope the smaller member of the bunny. "So what do you think? Like to get warm? I know you do.... I could tell from the moment you bent over to take off your shoes that you loooove to yiff. I could just see how you lifted up that fluffy tail.... Like you were begging for it. I bet you bend over like that a lot, naughty bunny."
By that time, Bityn's face was bright red. In the corner of the tent he could see a pair of binoculars, finally understanding why he had felt like he had an observer earlier. Then, coming out of his thoughts, he looked up at the larger male, nodding. "I would like to et warm... p-please."
Without another word the bear pressed the head of his member to the tight hole of the bunny, pushing forward and sinking his cock into the hole. Instantly, the small male let out a cry, feeling himself stretch. He hadn't gotten to see it at full size before he had climbed in, but it obviously a pretty good size. And it was still growing! The large paw continued groping and rubbing the bunny's cock, coaxing it to row larger as well. His hips slowly worked the cock in deeper, chuckling as he licked and nibbled on the bunny's ears, that in itself nearly driving the navy furred male wild. Then, as if that wasn't enough, the large male opened his mouth wider, taking most of the ear in and sucking on it at the same time that his hips began to move, grinding the hard shaft inside the tight passage. The bunny's paws tightly ripped the synthetic material of the sleeping bag, trying not to rip it in his passion.
Grunting softly as he drilled the rabbit, the ursine started to turn over onto his back, holding the smaller form to his chest and continuing to thrust. There was a buzzing sound, accompanying the motion, the sleeping bag's zipper coming undone and leaving them exposed in the tent. Because of it, Bityn could see the shaft that was stuffing him when he looked down, his own smaller shaft clenched tightly in the bear's fist and being rubbed by the brown furred male. Each thrust bounced him upward a little, his ear sliding in and out of the other's muzzle. With the combined effect of all the stimulation, it wasn't long before his whole body tensed, feeling as if lightning had struck him, climax sending jolt after jolt of pleasure through him. At the same time, his inner muscles tightened even more around the bear's shaft. Taking advantage of the increased friction, he began thrusting fast and hard, grunting around the ear in his mouth. A few thrusts more , and his goal was reached. A flood of hot seed was released into the bunny's body, both of them shivering happily. Laying against one another, they gasped for breath. Bityn's tongue flicked over his dry lips, relaxing back against the ursine. A smile painted his face, and his paw idly stroked the thick fur of his new companion. After a while, the larger male chuckled and smiled, gently rubbing the lapine's soft, cum covered belly fur with a paw.
"Well, how's that? Feeling any warmer now?"
Giggling loudly, Bityn nodded and nuzzled against him. "Mm.... Yes. Very toasty." Realizing something, he perked an ear, thinking momentarily. Then, he carefully separated himself from the ursine, gasping when the head of the cock popped out of him. Moving over, he unzipped the door of the tent enough to look out, scanning the area. "Hey.... It's stopped raining...."
Behind him, he heard the sound of water trickling, turning to see the bear pouring a little water from his canteen over the pile of clothing, grinning roguishly. Then, he moved in a little closer, rubbing the bunny's belly. His tongue gently lapped at the backside of a velvety ear.
"Oh dear.... It looks like our clothes aren't dry yet.... I guess we'll have to stay here and keep each other warm...."
Bityn grinned, just before the bear reached out and zipped the tent flap closed.