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This is a little something I wrote for myself! Haven't done anything for myself in nearly a year.

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CRACK

Wood connected with hide with lethal force and sent the small, white ball hurling through the air at speeds that would get you arrested had they been clocked on the highway. With a better angle, the hit would have been a homerun for certain. Instead, the ball was low and struck the pitcher's mound before flying towards first. The first basemen had to run back several yards to chase the ball, and that gave the batter enough time to make it there safely.

Keaton was fast. He was out of the box a split second after he made contact and sprinted towards first base. He saw the stag at first run after the ball and poured on more speed, dropping low to slide on his left flank towards the plate. The stag's glove came down and smacked him at nearly the same instant his foot hit the base. If it hadn't been for the cheering in the stadium, he'd have thought the basemen got him out.

Fanfare played through the stadium and the fox hopped to his feet, brushing dirt off his grey and red uniform. The stag, a tall, muscular guy with the name "Santiago" emblazoned across his back, tossed the ball back towards the mound, turning to shake the fox's paw as a measure of respect. Keaton returned the gesture and nodded his head.

The batboy, a slender, tawny rabbit, ran forward from the dugout towards first base. He was a head shorter than the fox, before the ears, and dressed in the same team's uniform. Unlike Keaton's uniform, which read "Rhodes" across the back, the rabbit's had his first name, "Parker", across the top.

Keaton glanced over his shoulder and grinned, turning to face the boy who ran up. "Hey, Parker, fancy seeing you here again," he said, bending over to start taking off his shin guards.

Parker's cheeks turned pink under his sandy brown fur and he just flashed the older fox a quick smile. "That was a really good hit."

The fox took off his helmet and brushed his short, brown hair back out of his eyes as he handed it over to the boy. "It could have been better."

Parker shrugged and traded out some equipment, making sure to gather everything. He idolized the fox and wanted nothing more than to take a few steps over to Keaton and lean into him. It would have been awkward with thousands of people watching from their seats, and thousands more watching from home. So, he just gave the fox a quick wink and ran off towards the dugout, gear in hand.

Keaton let out a low rumble in his chest as he watched Parker run back. The batboy had been working with the team for several months, and they'd gotten to know each other in ways that he hadn't even with his first boyfriend. He turned his attention back to the game and got ready for the next batter.

Parker watched the game from the sidelines, running out to assist the batters for his team as they got to base. Three times that night he'd gotten to run up and help Keaton, and each time it made his heart race and his body tingle. When they were back at the dugout, he sat as close to the fox as he could manage. Keaton would occasionally mutter lewd things that only the rabbit could hear and it made his whole body tremble with excitement.

The game ended late after the visiting team got within one run of tying the game but couldn't seal the deal. It was just a regular season game, and there weren't any implications behind a win or a loss right here, but that didn't mean the win was celebrated any less. People cheered, and screamed, and everything devolved as post-game routines began.

Interviews with the local news and sports stations, clean-up, organizing all the equipment. It was a chore and a half, and it was nearly two more hours before Parker managed to sneak off into the locker room.

The team had already showered and left, and the place reeked of testosterone and musk from a couple dozen different guys. The lockers would be cleaned later, and Parker knew that no one would be in here for some time.

No one except Keaton.

The red and grey fox was sitting on one of the benches in the middle of a row of lockers, still wearing his uniform, and looked a bit bedraggled from the game. He looked up from his phone and grinned wide when he saw the young bunny walk in.

"Hey kid," he said, tossing his phone back into his bag and standing up. "Was wondering how long it'd be before you got away." Keaton loved calling the younger rabbit kid, even if he himself had only graduated college the previous year.

Parker shivered and stopped about a foot away from the fox, his long, brown ears laying back over his head as he smiled up. "Yeah, I got here as quick as I could," he said, blushing. His paws grabbed at the hem of his jersey and tugged at it nervously, sucking in a breath as Keaton stepped closer.

Keaton wasn't the most muscular, or well built on the team. He was built more for speed and signed on for that reason. That being said, he still had plenty strength to make the smaller rabbit feel weak by comparison. Parker melted as the fox's arms wrapped around him and squeezed him close. He could smell sweat, musk, dirt, grass, and a hint of the fox's cologne that all mixed together to make the rabbit's head spin.

The fox growled softly and brushed his muzzle up along the bunny's temple, through the mess of his black hair, and along one long ear before giving it a soft nip. His paw kneaded at the boy's back and sides, pulling him against his chest while they embraced.

Parker let out a soft whine and his shaky, less-experienced paws snuck up under the fox's jersey to rub through his matted, though still soft, fur. Already his member was straining at the front of his pants, and he was certain that Keaton could feel it pulse as it rubbed along one thigh.

They stood like that for a few minutes, paws rubbing and exploring each other's body through fabric, or sliding beneath to tease over the contours of muscle and sleek form. Eventually Keaton pulled away, his tail flicking side to side behind him. "Help me out of my uniform," he said.

Parker was quick to comply and his fingers immediately began unfastening the buttons along the jersey, pulling it open and letting it fall to the floor. The fox's underarmor was soaked, and it took a bit of help from Keaton to get it off as well.

The rabbit then fell to his knees on the tiled floor and worked open the button to Keaton's pants. He could see a thick ridge through the layers of fabric and it only made his own length throb in anticipation. He tugged the pants down and saw that Keaton wasn't wearing anything underneath except his black underarmor pants.

Keaton's sheath was swollen and plump with arousal, but confined as he was, only the tip was poking free. It was easily visible, and Parker leaned in until his slim muzzle was pressed against that inviting bulge. It smelled intimately of the fox's scent and made his whole body tremble, lips dragging over the hard ridge as his paws traveled up those toned thighs to grip the waistband.

Keaton sucked in a breath when the rabbit's face ground against his trapped sheath. He ran his grey paws over the rabbit's ears, rubbing each between finger and thumb before digging his fingers in lightly against the back of Parker's head. "God... you know how difficult it is to concentrate on the game after you come up to get my stuff? Then you run away and your cute little butt just bounces under that tail of yours."

Parker felt the fox's member pulse through the layer of skin, fur, and fabric, and he tugged the elastic band down, pulling the underarmor down over the fox's thighs until it was around his feet. With the vulpine's sheath exposed, Parker pressed his lips against the tip of that pink member, lips sealing around it and pressing to the black flesh of the edge of Keaton's sheath in a very intimate kiss. A watery spurt of pre hit the roof of his mouth and lit his senses on fire with the taste of the fox's musk.

The fox's knees shook for a moment and he bit back a harsh gasp as he felt the boy's lips push back the edge of his sheath, an eager tongue swirling around the tapered tip of his length. "D-damn... I'm guessing you were finding it hard to concentrate too, hm?"

The rabbit's cheeks reddened under his tawny cheeks and he nodded, maw still wrapped around the fox's sheath. He used one paw to cup the heavy, grey-furred sac and gripped the furry holder with his other. Parker tugged upwards on Keaton's sheath, drawing it back up to fully envelop the slick member. Then he wormed his tongue through the opening and slid it down along beside the fox's trapped cock.

Keaton's eyes rolled back in his head and he let out a soft grunt of approval. He pulled on the long, brown ears, hips grinding forward to smoosh his package against Parker's short muzzle. He bit his lip and hunched over the boy, paws grabbing at his shirt and starting to tug it upwards.

Parker's tongue swirled around inside Keaton's furry holder a few more times before he broke the sloppy, sheath kiss. Pre and saliva ran from his tongue to the tip of the fox's cock as a few inches surged back out into the open. He lifted his arms and let the older fox pull his shirt off, tossing it aside. Then those paws wrapped under his arms and lifted him to his feet.

"You drive me crazy, you know that?" Keaton whispered, nosing into one of those ears and sliding his paws down the boy's back until his fingers dipped beneath the waistband to knead at his pert butt.

Parker pressed his small paws onto Keaton's chest, digging into the thick fur as he stood on his tiptoes to feel those paws slide further down the back of his pants. His white and brown tuft of a tail flicked here and there as he was groped. "O-oh... you, uh, I'm..." He wasn't very good at talking around the fox when they were being intimate, and it always embarrassed him.

Keaton knew this and he nudged the bunny's head away from his chest with his snout and then pressed his lips to Parker's. He could taste himself on the lapine's tongue when his own slid into the slim muzzle, and he could feel the moan travel up along the boy's chest to his muzzle. The fox dragged his paws around the waistband of the boy's pants and popped open the button there, shucking them and kicking them aside once Parker stepped out of them.

The bunny's member was hard as a bat and it pressed wantonly against his thigh, wet with arousal and pulsing with need. Keaton squeezed the rabbit to him and broke the kiss to sink his teeth in against the rabbit's neck. "Come on, let's get to the showers," he muttered, and he knelt slightly to scoop the younger rabbit up against his chest.

Parker wrapped his legs around Keaton's chest, his arms hugging onto the strong shoulders as he was carried away from the lockers into the showers. His head was tucked in against Keaton's neck and he nibbled and bit at the soft skin there. He heard one of the heavy shower curtains get pushed aside and then Keaton sat down on a tile bench that was built into the stall to rest while washing off.

Parker could feel the fox's hardon grinding up between his cheeks as they sat down. He pulled his legs from around the fox's waist and shifted onto his knees, looking up at the fox with a shy grin. He wiggled his hips and felt the cock beneath his tail throb and send a trickle of pre down one of his cheeks.

Keaton growled and squeezed Parker's butt with both paws, digging his claws in against flesh ever so lightly. Then he pushed upwards, forcing the rabbit to stand up on the bench, straddling his lap. The boy's cock dragged up against his chest and smacked against the underneath of his chin as he forced Parker to his feet. He guided the rabbit's hips back, eying the shaft as pre drooled from the head of his uncut shaft. "I swear it's bigger than when I first met you," he teased, sliding a few inches into his maw and sucking gently.

Parker's face flushed at the statement and let his head drop forward against the tile wall. In fact, he knew he'd grown bigger, if not by more than an inch or so. Like a lot of teenagers, he'd been curious and measured himself often, if just to compare against some of his curious friends. His toes curled and he couldn't help but push his hips forward into Keaton's maw.

The fox's tongue bathed the underside of the rabbit's length and he swallowed it to the base, letting his throat squeeze the head of Parker's cock. His paws continued to knead and grope over the bunny's backside, claws teasing along the tuft of a tail.

He didn't suck on the rabbit's shaft for long, but let it fall from his lips as he scooted down on the bench a bit to tilt his head back and nose up under the rabbit's tail. The position was more awkward than he had thought it would be, and he couldn't quite get to what he wanted. With a grunt he carefully slid out from under the rabbit and stood up, leaving him standing against the wall on the bench. "Eh, fuck it, that wasn't gonna work," he said, laughing to himself before he lifted Parker from the bench and put him on the ground, bending him forward.

The fox knelt down behind the young rabbit and drove his muzzle up under the cotton-tail, tongue pressing out against the pink pucker and soaking it in saliva. Parker's eyes squeezed shut and he let out a needy moan as he felt the fox's tongue slide against his flesh and then press against it until it parted for the drooly appendage. The sensation made the bunny's cock flex and spit out a large drop of pre onto the ground.

Keaton wasted no time as he slid his tongue as far in as he could manage, swirling it around and lubing the boys passage with spit. His paws roamed up over the slim legs and then traced claws in small circles over the boy's rear before pulling the rounded cheeks apart to drive his muzzle in further. It pulled a needy whine from the rabbit's mouth and his cock throbbed needily, eager to take the now-wet hole.

Keaton stood up and smacked his length between the boy's cheeks, grinding it forward as pre dribbled across the soft brown fur. "Ready?"

Parker's eyes were closed and he bent over further, arms straight out on the bench below as his head hung between his arms. "Y-yeah..." His small cottontail flicked a few times and he let out a soft gasp as the head of the fox's shaft pressed to his pucker and then spread him open.

They'd done this numerous times, but he always seemed to forget just how big the canine's pole was. It slid into him, solid as stone and seemingly went on forever. There was pain, as there always was, but it was like the deep muscle pains of a good workout. His length bobbed as his prostate was ground against and he pushed back against Keaton, feeling the small bulge at the base that would balloon up much larger. His butt met the fox's lap and he squeezed down, earning a soft gasp from Keaton and a firm throbbing under his tail.

"Damn... all in one go," Keaton grunted, leaning over Parker and squeezing him tightly, muzzle rubbing over his neck. He gave Parker a moment to adjust before pulling out to the tip. He thrust back in, grabbing the boy's hips and holding him steady while he began a slow, smooth rhythm.

Whimpers and moans poured from Parker's open mouth, his long ears splayed to the side as the fox took him. Each thrust bottomed out inside him, giving him a moment to feel how thick the fox's length was. Then it would draw back and leave him feeling empty and wanting for a second before it filled him once more. As he got used to the Keaton's girth he began pressing himself back into the strong humps, clenching his tailhole down whenever he felt the small knot breach his muscle.

The fox was gaining speed and his heavy, gray sac smacked audibly against the rabbit's tan pair every time he bottomed out in the teenager's passage. He leaned down and gave the rabbit's shoulder a gentle nip while pounding in harder and harder. He always wanted to spend more time with Parker, but it was risky enough, and they had to be quick.

His knot was almost fully formed and it smacked wetly to the bunny's stretched pucker, threatening to beat its way in as Keaton's thrusts became more erratic. "Mmf, getting close," he muttered.

Parker's long ears perked up slightly and he looked back over his shoulder, panting openly. He took in the sight of the sweat-damp fox, his messy black hair in his eyes and his ears pinned back in concentration. His lips curled up in a light snarl of pleasure every time he was humping away, and it made Parker shudder with arousal.

A door opened somewhere in the locker, badly needing oil, and the noise snapped both to attention, halting their motions. Keaton panicked and turned on the shower on the wall, gasping as the water came out cool for a few seconds before heating appreciably. His heart was racing quick, buried to the edge of his knot in the younger rabbit.

"Keaton, you still in here?" a voice called through the lockers. It was one of the outfielders on the team, Carlos.

It needn't be said, but the fox still pressed his lips to Parker's ears. "Keep quiet," he whispered. The boy nodded.

"Y-yeah, I'm just getting cleaned off. Needed to just rest in the hot water for a while," he called out.

"Man, everybody left an hour or so ago. I saw your car in the lot, though. You wanna get some dinner?" Carlos asked, walking through the lockers and towards the showers.

Keaton's cock was still stiff as a nail and pressed inside the rabbit where it pulsed and throbbed dully. He'd been close to cumming only moments before and his balls ached with the need to continue humping the bunny. He ground forward an inch, biting his lip to stifle a moan. "Um, I'm not really... hungry or anything. You go on without me."

Carlos' voice was much closer now. "Nah, it's fine, I'll wait. You'll be out soon, right? The cleaning crew is almost done with the visiting team's locker room."

The fox couldn't suppress a growl in his throat and he shot a quick glare at the heavy curtain that separated him from his teammate and possible termination. "Yeah, just wait for me outside. I'll be right there," he grumbled.

Parker had almost let out a soft cry when the fox ground into him. Something about having danger so close was exciting and it kept his uncut member hard and dripping onto the bench beneath him. The hot water filling the stall felt good, too as it poured down over his side and back. He tugged his hips forward, away from the turgid knot, and then pressed back, feeling that thick bulb wedge between his cheeks again.

Keaton's eyes crossed in pleasure and he pressed into the rabbit more, his knot beginning to stretch the boy's pucker.

Carlos snorted on the other side of the curtain. "Wait outside? You're not body shy at all," he yanked the curtain back, a shit-eating grin on his face. "What, got some..." The horse's face blanched and his eyes went wide as he recognized the batboy who had been present at all their home games so far this season.

Both Keaton and Parker froze, staring at the horse, unsure what to say.

Carlos let the curtain fall from his hand and he brushed his mane from his eyes, staring at the pair. "Fuck man..." he muttered, shaking his head. One of his chocolate-brown paws moved to the front of his gym shorts where a bulge was swiftly forming.

Keaton had never remembered his heart beating so fast and his eyes flicked over the horse's expression and then to the paw that moved. A sly grin touched his lips and he pulled back a few inches, letting the horse see where his cock disappeared into the rabbit's hole. "You can join us, if you'd like."

Parker's ears perked up and he looked back at Keaton and then to the horse. He'd had a crush on plenty of the players on the team, but Keaton was the only one who he'd ever done anything with, and the only one he thought might want to. "Y-yeah," he said, voice a little dry from his earlier fear.

Carlos' spine stiffened and he looked at Keaton, narrowing his eyes. "You tell anyone and-"

"Like I would tell them," Keaton said quickly, drawing himself out to the tip and humping forward again. Beneath him Parker cried out happily and arched his back.

That was all the convincing Carlos needed and he stripped out of the tank-top he'd put on, and his gym shorts. His cock, mottled pink and black, had already dropped from his sheath and was rising to full mast in front of him. Keaton backed up against the wall, tugging Parker with him as Carlos moved into the stall, shutting the curtain behind him. He flopped onto the bench in front of the kid and gripped the base of his cock in one large hand, aiming it at the rabbit's muzzle.

Parker didn't have to be told twice and he opened his slim snout as wide as he could and packed the head of the horse's shaft between his lips. It was a tight fit, and he found that he couldn't get more than a couple inches in before the girth made it difficult to go further. His paws rested on the horse's thighs and he squeezed the firm muscles as the canine behind him began humping again.

Keaton watched as the rabbit's lips dragged over Carlos' impressive shaft. He looked to be the same in terms of length but was noticeably thicker than all but his knot. Said knot was knocking against Parker's stretched ring and his balls clapped into Parker's repeatedly as he rode the shared rabbit.

Carlos' ran a big hand over the bunny's ears, grunting as he watched the kid struggle to suck on his length. "Maybe you'd have an easier time from the other end," he mumbled, laughing as he watched Parker's eyes snap open in a mix of fear and excitement. "Hah, relax, just keep sucking," he said, starting to stroke the rest of his length while Parker's tongue toyed with the mushroom-shaped head of his cock.

The horse rested back against the wall, water spraying his side as he worked his meat with a hurried pace, fingers teasing over his medial ring as he watched his teammate hump into the small rabbit. "You gonna tie with him?"

Keaton glanced up at Carlos, his muzzle open and panting hard as he thrust away. "No time..." he breathed, teetering on the edge of climax.

"I wanna see you knot him," the horse rumbled, puffing out a breath as the rabbit groaned around his dick.

The fox's entire body shuddered and he looked back down at the rabbit's stretched hole, his knot ramming it over and over. He knew it was a bad idea, and that they didn't have enough time, but with Carlos watching, and the rabbit clenching his length, he needed to feel himself tied to the teenager.

He grit his teeth and squeezed Parker's hips with his paws as he put his weight behind his thrusts and sunk his fat knot into Parker's tight rear. The rabbit pulled up off of Carlos' shaft and let out a loud cry of pain and pleasure as he was knotted. His uncut length throbbed hard under him and ropes of pearly white cum began painting the tiles, only to be washed away by the hot water.

Keaton's thrusts were reduced to short jerks of his hips and he bit his lip hard enough that he tasted blood as he hit his climax. Fox seed flooded the boy's passage and ran from around his knot to leave strings of gooey cum between his short-furred cheeks. Keaton nearly lost his balance as he leaned over the kid, arms hugging Parker tight to his chest as his heart tried to break free of his ribcage.

Carlos was stroking himself as fast as he could now, watching as both his teammate and the batboy got off right in front of him. Parker's lips were pressed against the head of his shaft as it flared, and the rabbit was puffing out hot breaths as he whimpered and moaned through his orgasm. The horse threw his head back against the wall and grunted as he came as well, a thick rope of cum splashing over Parker's face and drenching it in the horse's heavy load.

Parker jerked his head to the side in surprise, tasting a burst of strong, musky flavor. He could still see out of one eye and watched as the flared head expanded again and a jet of cum as thick as his pinky shot out. It streaked across one of his cheeks and splattered messily over Keaton's snout as he leaned over the boy.

Keaton gasped as he felt cum cover his muzzle and chin, but stayed where he was, idly rocking forward into the bunny, knot tugging at his insides while the fox's orgasm died down. Several more ropes of seed emptied out over the bunny's head and face before it died down into a thick ooze from the slit. Carlos put a hand on the back of the rabbit's head and stuffed his cock into the boy's mouth, watching his cheeks bulge from the wide flare.

Parker sucked and lapped at the spongy flesh as it began to soften and shrink down, his body feeling as if an electric current was running through his spine. He was thoroughly exhausted, drenched in cum, stretched, and felt more satisfied than he had in days.

Keaton's knot wasn't going to die down anytime soon and he apologized to the rabbit before carefully tugging it free. A thick slop of cum followed, leaving the bunny's butt a sticky mess. Parker took it in stride and grabbed the shampoo from a high ledge to start getting clean.

Keaton and Carlos exchanged looks from opposite walls of the shower stall, parker busying himself with cleaning all the cum from his face and head before working over the rest of his body. No one talked for several minutes while they got cleaned up and it was only when Carlos stepped out to grab his clothes from the ground that he looked back and shook his head at the other two.

"You've done this a lot, haven't you?" It wasn't a question.

Parker's face flushed shyly and Keaton cleared his throat. "I... mean, maybe once or twice," he admitted, unable to stop a grin from creeping over his face.

Carlos nodded thoughtfully, pursing his lips. "I... think I might have to join you guys again," he said, hefting up his heavy, leathery sac with one hand and winking at the kid.

The rabbit's eared flicked a couple times, his uncut shaft already hard again at the thought. "Really?"

"Oh yeah," he said, taking a step back towards the lockers to look for a towel. "And since you handled that knot so well, we'll see how you deal with me," he called over his shoulder.