Not So Good Morning
This story idea came from a thought I had. Would if someone were to go infront of your camera while you were doing a show and do their own. Would if it was your dad? I kinda was sickend by the thought, then wrote a story, wierd huh..Hehe. Dont think too hard on that, you might be disturbed in some way.
The rain outside was pounding the metal roof of Rage's two story house. He opened his eyes and say the rain outside, feeling some disappointment and some excitement at the same time. He sat up and gave a groan, stretching his arms out then upward, his mouth opening to a big yawn, his throat extremely dry. He runs his paw over his belly, feeling the roughness of his bed fur, fur sticking up everywhere. He slides his big rabbit feet off the edge of his bed and dropped off the bed, the thud of his feet shook the house slightly. He drug his feet to his mirror and stared into it, seeing his bright blond fur, it almost matching his white belly and thighs. But something wasn't right. Where was his clothes!
He was standing butt naked in-front of the mirror, his morning wood fully noticeable, "Damn it...she stole my clothes again!" He went to a shelf next to the mirror and pulls of a pair of bright red briefs and slips them on, stuffing his morning wake-up inside. He walks downstairs, scratching and moves into the bathroom. While flushing the toilet he can hear his roommate coming down the stairs, loud pounding echoing in the bathroom. He walks out and locks eyes with his roommate, Tame, "What do you think your doing stealing my night clothes while I'm sleeping?!"
She was wearing his robin egg blue day pants, her read fox tail sticking out the back, a matching button up shirt, and his blue slippers. "My gown was in the wash." She shrugs and walks past him, moving to a left doorway, into the kitchen. His eyebrow twitches and he grumbles, making his way to the kitchen right behind her. She reaches into the fridge and grabs a Fosters Beer and punchers the cap and sucks on the whole, guzzling the beer down. He reaches into the fridge and takes gallon of milk and takes a large chug, his dry mouth curing real quick. He sighs and looks back at his roommate, "You going to work today?" He wipes his wrist over his maw, taking off the milk mustache. "Nope, day off. I'm probably going to masturbate all day." Immediately as she said that, he spit some milk onto the floor, "Wh..what!" She smiles and walks out the kitchen, her footsteps can be heard as she made her way up the stairs.
He sighed as he walked back into his room, flipping up the screen to his laptop, the screen instantly lighting up with his desktop, a picture of a big breasted fox as his background. He lazily opened up his messenger, leaning back as it logged him in. He was meet with 10 messages with a ad in them, "Stupid bots." He clicked each one down slowly, counting each one. He stood up and went to his bed and pulled his blanket up the the head of the bed and smoothed out the wrinkles, placing the pillows up on-top of the blanket as he finished. His ears picked up a ping from his computer speakers and he turned to see he got a message. He sat back down, his chair making a high pitched squeak as he landing in it.
two_foxtails: Hey bunny
rage_hare222: Hey Fox
two_foxtails: Sup?
rage_hare222: Not much buddy, heh...its raining.
two_foxtails: Yeah I know, im stuck inside
rage_hare222: What ya gonna do today? ^_^
two_foxtails: Im about to give a show to Tame
rage_hare222: What?! o_O
two_foxtails wants you to view his Webcam. Accept? Y or N
He thinks for a second, "Do I really want to see?" He rubs his chin and moves his mouse to the Yes or No buttons, moving it back and forth. "Oh what the hell." He clicks the Yes button and a window popped up and saw his friend standing in-front of the cam. His bright red and white fur was shining underneath his lamp which he usually keeps above his webcam. The image then became very blurry and he couldn't see a thing. He leaned back in his chair, slowly seeing the picture come back into focus. He quickly sat up, gasping. His shaft was fully extended, his paw running along the pink cock, rubbing its full length, some pre leaking down the shaft. He quickly closes the window and gagged, "Whoa!...why did I click yes!" He looks back to the screen and shook his head.
two_foxtails: Hahahahahaah I see you dont like my sexiness
rage_hare222: No I dont like your cock!
two_foxtails: Lmao, you know you like it
rage_hare222 has signed out.
He moved away from his computer and fell back onto his bed, "Stupid fox..." He laid on his belly, his eyes closed, trying to shake the thoughts of his friend. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the picture of the pink shaft. His ears started to pick up some moans coming from outside his door, growing louder with every second. He rolled onto his back and looked down, seeing a bulge growing in his briefs. He sighs and tried to ignore it, thinking maybe it will go away, but the moans and the though of that foxcock was not helping.
He slowly slid his paws along the elastic of the briefs and pulled them down, his red bunnyhood laying onto his stomach. He slowly moves his paw onto the throbbing shaft, gripping it softly, that pads on his paws instantly warming with the touch. He murred as he started to slide his paw along the base of the shaft, feeling each heartbeat in his paw. He grips a little tighter around the shaft, pumping his arm faster, the skin dragging with his paw, making it slightly painful, but the pleasure was more than the pain. He licks his right paw, hoping that will make it better, he slides his wet paw along the tip of the shaft, feeling the cold stickiness of a bead of pre.
He puts his left paw on-top of his furry orbs, rubbing each orb individually as he pumped his paw on his shaft stronger, his shaft bouncing with each full stroke. The moans from his roommate's room stopped, but it didn't matter, he was going to take over for her. He moan loudly and arched his back up, more pre spreading over his shaft from the constant pumping of his paw. He can already feel his arm aching from the powerful pumps of his paw. He gripped onto his orbs strongly, starting to feel his load build at the bottom of his shaft. He quickly puts a digit from his paw on the vein of the urtitha, holding the load back. He grits his teeth as the load build up started to pain him. He then lets go, his load blowing out of his shaft, his thick ropey strings falling onto his stomach. The thick globs stuck to his fur like glue as he sat up, his chest rising and falling quickly. He moved over to his computer, opening a drawer, pulling out a small white towel, using it to wipe at the sticky seed. He sighs as the wipes just make it worse, but he gets most of it. He threw the towel into the corner of the room, it landing into the dirty clothes hamper.
He sat back down in his chair and leaned back some, his shaft already slide back into his sheath, some seed dripping onto the chair. Suddenly his door opened and his roommate's head popped in, her cheeks a slight green colored. "Uh..you know...that guy on Fox's cam..wasn't fox." She takes a gulp, looking like she was gonna puke, "That was his father." She closed the door, the sound of her gagging, then a splash gave the hint she puked. His eyes went wide and he turned his head. He was glad he had a trashcan near his desk.
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