Karma's Little Game - Part One
The screen of my computer buzzed softly as I stared blankly at it. The document displayed on it had been left untouched for a small while; my paws were still poised over the keyboard waiting for direction, but nothing came, my mind was wandering again. It had found a memory of a nice site I'd found on the internet a couple days ago, the raunchy pictures still clear in my mind. Of course, being stuck in this thought had consequences; my pants were trying vainly to hold my growing member to rest. I thought about visiting the site and sating myself in the bathroom, but I was in an office full of people. And if I suddenly stood up, covering my crotch and stalking off to the bathroom, it would be only to obvious.
"What's the matter with you, Abe?" A voice called from my office door.
I looked up into the eyes of a mildly concerned cheetah; he was lean and muscular as they usually are. His appearance did nothing to still my protesting crotch.
"Writer's block, Alan. Can't do a damn thing with my head at the moment." I replied in an exhausted voice, leaning back into my chair, pulling my paws back from the keyboard and sliding my crotch out of sight under the desk.
"Well you look constipated." He grinned at me. "So what've they got you writing these days?" He walked around the desk, my eyes darted to my crotch under the desk, making sure it wasn't visible before fixing back on him.
He made a contorted face, "You know, I thought they were giving me a hard time with all this number crunching rubbish, but I can see you got the bad part man. I know foxes are normally suspicious and all, but you're positively wound up. And it's no wonder by the look of this stuff."
I gave him a 'what do you mean' look. He just chuckled at me and said "You've gotta find a way to chill out man, you'll live longer." With that he strode smoothly out of the office, my treacherous eyes glued to his gorgeously curved arse.
I thumped my elbow on the desk and put my head on my paw. I really need to learn to control myself at work. I'll end up being caught one of these days. I don't do anything wrong, I just don't want people here to know about my preference of lovers. I've heard some of my co-workers making despicable comments about gays, and dread to think of the ridicule I would receive.
I glanced at my watch, four fifty-five. Good. Five minutes and I can get out of here. I just need to concentrate on calming my member down before I go. I scoped the room, my attention turning back on the computer screen. My paw shifted to the mouse and dragged the cursor to the 'save' icon. I noticed a weird smell and at the same time heard a crackling, just before I clicked the icon, the screen went black and a loud 'bang' echoed in my ears.
I looked under the desk to the tower; a little smoke was coming from its vents. The screen flashed 'power saving mode' at me before going blank and switched itself off.
"Fuck!" I thumped the desk with my paw. "Fourteen fucking pages! Gone! Fucking wonderful!"
Alan poked his head around the door. "You ok in here?"
"Computer's a dinosaur Alan. It just went extinct on me." I sighed to his quizzical expression. I turned the screen to him to show him the solid black image it had adopted.
"Call the techies; if anyone knows how to work these crusty old doo-dads, it's them." He shrugged and turned back out of the room.
"Very helpful." I murmured to his disappearing tail.
I lifted the receiver of the telephone next to the keyboard, dialled the technician's office, and put it to my ear.
"Hello?" Came the voice of a young man.
"Hi, I'm up in Taxation. My computer just shit itself." I murmured into the mouthpiece.
"Ok, I'll be right up." He replied.
"See you then." I put the receiver back into its cradle and looked out to the external rooms through the windowed walls of my office.
People were turned away from their computers chattering away to each other, all getting ready to leave for the day. Tomorrow is Friday I reminded myself, after that I had two days to pretend I didn't have to come back here.
Five o'clock came and went, still no sign of the technician. I laid my head on my arm, watching the minute hand of my watch making its slow descent to the three. I didn't even realise my eyes were closing.
"Wake up sir." A voice broke into my dreamless sleep. "Sir? Wake up please."
My eyes opened slowly, I was staring at the wood grain of my desk. Crap, still here. I thought.
"Are you awake sir?" The voice continued.
"Yeah I'm up." I yawned, pushing myself into an upright position sitting back in my chair. My eyes locked onto a young white rabbit, he was near twenty, barely older than me. He stared back at me, checking for coherency.
"Sorry I took so long, I was reconnecting the network to all the computers downstairs." He grimaced.
"What do the architects need the network for?" I murmured, my conscious thoughts impaired by lethargy.
"No idea. As far as I can surmise, they want to look at porn." He chuckled.
"Funny, that's all I could think of too." I grinned.
"Which one? The architects or the porn?" He laughed.
"A little of both." I smiled.
"Bad day, I presume?" He smiled back at me.
"What makes you say that?" I sighed, leaning more comfortably into my chair.
"The fact that you look like hell." He smirked.
"Huh?" I gave him a confused look.
"Your fur is scuffed up, your eyes are shadowed, and your computer blew up and lost you fourteen pages of budgeting info." He listed them off on his paw.
"How do you know?" I asked, fearful of him being a stalker.
"I heard you yelling from downstairs." He chuckled as he ducked in behind the desk, pulling out the blown tower.
Within ten minutes, he'd pulled off the cover, inspected the innards and pulled out a black, burnt looking component.
"The transformer blew." He muttered.
"Is that bad?" I queried.
"Not really. But the company bought all these computers at the same time, so we may be having more of these issues soon." He replied, turning the charred fragment in the light.
My eyes wandered again. They started at the busted transformer, then down his slender arms, then to his delicate shoulders, to his subtle chest, down his flat stomach, to his slim thighs, over his toned buttocks, and followed his powerful legs. A familiar strangled sensation returned to my crotch while my eyes journeyed over every detail of his body.
"Uhm. Are you ok there?"
My eyes snapped back to his, which were looking at my transfixed expression with confusion and curiosity. His eyes flickered to my crotch, and I blushed mercilessly.
"Poor fox. I'm sorry to keep you so long. You must want to get home to your lover." He smiled coyly.
"No one will be waiting for me." I muttered, trying to shift my tail over the guileless bulge of my crotch.
"Oh well that's too bad." He said, putting the dead transformer on the desk as he walked closer to me. "I guess I'll have to suffice." He gave me an evil grin as he dropped to his knees in front of me, pushing my tail away as he opened my legs wide. His nimble paws flicking the buttons of my pants open, he reached to the sides and pulled my pants and undergarments down to my ankles. My member screamed freedom as its restraints lifted away, letting it swell to its full size before lying in my lap, pulsing happily before the excited rabbit.
His paw brushed it lightly, a sharp sensation of intense pleasure shooting up my body, making my muscles contract spontaneously.
"Oh... this is going to be fun." He grinned at me maliciously as he reached forward and wrapped his paw around the base of my cock. He jerked his paw swiftly up my shaft, my hips darting forward in response. He giggled at me, and leant forward brushing his whiskers on the tip of my cock, his tongue emerging to lick around it. I groaned deeply as ecstasy stormed into my mind, my focus on every twitching nerve of my swollen and heavily aroused manhood. He opened his mouth wider and kissed the tip of my cock before sucking gently and bringing it inside. I growled into the sensations of his tongue circling around my shaft as it slid into his petite lips. My paw rested on the back of his head, pulling him closer to me so he could indulge on more of my throbbing cock. His paws ventured over the insides of my legs and over my exposed crotch, cupping and rubbing over my tensed scrotum. He sucked me deeper with every one of his increasing thrusts, his whiskers tickling the fur on my legs.
The rabbit lifted his arms and twisted them around my waist, pulling himself forward, my cock sliding to the back of his throat. He moaned up at me as he kneeled there, his face buried into my crotch, as he suckled on my engorged member.
Then he lifted himself up, my cock slipping out of his mouth, and back into the cold air.
I looked up to him; he was sliding his pants off, exposing his gorgeous well-toned buttocks, the sight almost blinding from his white fur.
He climbed up on top of me in the chair, my cock pressing against his ass as he sat in my lap, his sapphire eyes caught mine as he kissed me, his tongue curling around mine, the taste of my cock still on his lips.
My paws brushed down his thighs and squeezed his buttocks, my cock slipping into his partially open ass. He moaned as he reached back and pushed the tip of my cock into his tight hole and lowered himself onto it. It was my turn to moan as he started a gentle rhythm up and down on my lusting member. My hips began to shift in response as his thrusts became faster and increasingly passionate. Abandoning caution, he locked his paws behind my neck and thrust down on my bulging cock, we moaned in unison as his tight arse gripped at the base of my shaft. He kissed me tenderly as he restarted his rhythm, slowly rising then thrusting down, making my member pulse.
His own cock began prodding me as he rode mine, it dribbled pre down my stomach, pooling in my navel. I grabbed onto his thighs and stopped him as I was halfway inside him.
"What is it?" He asked me, looking confused.
"It's your turn." I smiled.
I lifted him enough to let my cock slip out of him and stood up, he was roughly a foot shorter than me, but he stared up into my eyes defiantly as he tried to determine my intentions.
I knelt before him, my paws bracing his thighs as I licked at his cock, precum sweet on my tongue I sucked him into my mouth, driven by instinct he began to rock his hips, pumping his cock gently into my mouth.
That's what I'm looking for, I thought gleefully. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and stood up again. His expression of frustrated lust unconcealed. I bent forward over my desk and lifted my tail invitingly. Finally understanding, he wasted no time in pressing his cock into my ass, he began a hasty rhythm immediately, his scrotum slapping gently against mine as he unleashed his starved lust. His cock, lubed in such copious amounts of pre, needed no help in pleasuring every inch of my tailhole as it slid rapidly within it.
The rabbit laid on top of me as his breathing became laboured, he wrapped his arms under me as he cried out an exclamation, his cock throbbed inside me as it shot its warm cum into me. We stayed like that for a small while, till his cocks throbbing stilled.
When he pulled his cock out of my arse, thick trails of hot cum drooled out of my tailhole, and seeped over my scrotum.
"Well we can't let that go to waste." He murmured.
He prised my ass open with his paws, I thought he was going for another go, and I welcomed it. His slippery tongue met the trail of cum trickling over my scrotum, and with it, he brought the trail back up to my tailhole and licked at the trails coming from it. That was too much for me. Moaning loudly, my cock gave one final pulse before spurting load after load of hot cum onto the carpet under my desk, making a puddle of dark blue carpet where it soaked in.
We laid on the floor of my office, the rabbit cradled in my arms as he nestled into my fur.
"I need to call the technicians office more often." I chuckled.
"Actually, you shouldn't have needed to call me at all." He replied.
"What do you mean?" I asked him, looking down into his sapphire eyes which were holding a guilty expression.
"I snuck into your office after hours last night and put that faulty transformer into your computer. I wanted to meet you, but didn't know how to do it." He muttered grimly, obviously waiting for me to go on rampage.
"You know. We haven't actually met yet." I smiled.
"Huh?" He shot me a confused look as though I'd already forgotten our night of love and how my office became a disaster zone.
"What's your name?" I asked him. "We never exchanged them."
He blushed furiously looking into my emerald eyes. "Timothy." He smiled.
I grinned at him and said, "Well Tim, my name's Abe. My computer just shit itself; do you think you can fix it for me?"
He giggled at me. "First thing in the morning, Abe."
We laid together in my office, the entire night. And there we fell asleep.