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Lurking in the Mud - No. 8

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Garn and Story (C) Russet

Teio (C) StrawberryMog

The weather report was living up to its promise for a change, what had started out as a miserable; rainy day was starting to clear up. The sun was shining through breaks in the clouds and Teio had hopes that the summer sun would soon be out in force drying up the countryside.

As soon as he was out of sight of the house he was staying in with his dad and siblings Teio struck out into the trees, abandoning the trail. He brushed through the bushes clustered around the forest floor, weaving around the trunks of aspen, oak and elm trees. It was gloomy under the trees at first, the clouds were still thick enough to block out the light beneath the spreading branches laden with bright green leaves. It was also damp and Teio had to leap across several large puddles of collected rainwater, springing forward on powerful feet. After half an hour the clouds had broken up and the sun was starting to dry the forest, the air becoming thick and humid, moisture clinging to Teio's clothing and fur. He could taste the water in the air with each breath and everything smelt crisp and green. Swigging from his bottle he pulled his sunglasses on to block out the lances of bright light that stabbed through gaps in the canopy of leaves, dazzling and blinding him whenever one of them flashed into his line of sight.

At the top of the hill Teio found himself looking down into a broad river valley. The trees fell away before him down to the river bank, from his vantage point he could just about make out the curve of the river and where the forest ended about a mile away to his right. It looked like it opened up onto a wide plain and there was a column of white smoke drifting into the air from that direction. The land to his left looked less inviting, just more forest and eventually the town. It was easy to make up his mind so Teio started down the hill toward the river, weaving through the trees at a slight angle until he reached a stand of willow trees clustered together along the riverbank. Pushing through the curtain of low hanging branches Teio splashed into the shallows of the river, feet sinking into the soft earth as cool, clean water lapped about his ankles. Wriggling his toes and smiling Teio started through the shallows, splashing through the cool water. He kept close the bank, brushing willow branches out of his way with both arms until the trees fell behind and the bank to his right climbed up, transitioning into a steep, overhanging grass covered embankment.

Looking up the bunny considered climbing back up to the grass but the bank was all soggy brown clay so he stuck to the shallows, wading on as the water rose up to his knees. It was still blessedly cool, a nice contrast to the heat of the sun that was beating down on him. As the white rabbit made his way along the shallow edge of the river, his trousers continued to soak up more water, dragging at his legs, slowing him down. It was slow going and he was up to his shins in the mud of the river bank, forced to drag each foot forward, dragging it through the muck as the river gurgled steadily around him.

Half a mile on and the overhanging river bank descended and the waters retreated until Teio was walking along through ankle deep water, feet squidging into the water soaked clay beneath him. Every step saw his feet sink with a slurp into the muck, squelching back out again as he pulled free and slogged on. The river was about half a mile wide here and from what he could tell quite shallow except for a deep channel in the middle. The banks were flat plains of glistening grey/brown clay, slick still from the morning's rain but drying out, at least on the surface under the noonday sun. Ahead of him a simple wooden dock jutted out into the river. Pulling his sun-glasses down Teio peered over the top of them and looked up the gentle incline of the sloping mudflats. His eyes followed a row of stepping stones from the dock that lead up to a large wooden cabin perched on the ridgeline. It was the source of the column of smoke he'd seen early, cheerfully puffing out of a brick chimney, a column of white in an otherwise empty blue sky.

Squishing his way through the shallows Teio clambered onto the dock, the lithe bunny pulling his gangly teenage frame up until he could roll himself onto the deck. Lying on his back he stared up at the sky, enjoying the warmth of the sun for a few minutes, catching his breath and letting his clothes, dry off some in the summer heat. When he was ready to move he sat up and peered up the bank toward the cabin, it looked like quite a trek and the stepping stones were spaced out quite a bit. Still it wasn't anything he couldn't deal with, he was a bunny, grinning he stretched his legs, recalling something his dad always said. "Rabbit's are made for three things son, business, fucking and jumping," mimicking his dad voice he chuckled and bounded forward confidently on the word jumping, starting up the hill, springing from stone to stone with powerful hops.

It didn't take long to reach the top, Teio left the last stepping stone, landing lightly outside the cabin on the stone facing that surrounded it, lifting the first fifty yards or so out of the mud. Looking over the cabin Teio smiled in appreciation, it was a mixture of bricks, wood and had a peaked black tiled roof with a couple of red brick wings built on either side of it. The front door was a massive aged oak affair with a large cast iron door knocked in the shape of an otter tail; the windows were small with lead-lined panes of glass. Moving up to one of the windows Teio peered through the glass and grinned at what he saw, rustic wooden floorboards and a huge stone fireplace. The whole cabin had a rustic, homemade feel to it that his father's cabin lacked. Seizing the door handle Teio hammered once, twice, the metal causing an impressive booming sound as it slammed against the wood.

As soon as he knocked Teio regretted it, what was he going to say to whoever lived here, he couldn't just say he thought their cabin looked neat and wanted to see it. Looking around he had a flash of inspiration when he saw the drain one of the drainpipes emptied into and poured out his water bottle. Now he had an excuse for knocking, out walking and ran out of water. As he finished screwing the cap back on his bottle his long ears picked up a muffled shout coming from behind the house.

"Round back!"

Grinning at the invitation Teio tugged off his sunglasses, checked his clothes and started for the edge of the building. The voice was deep, rich and masculine; he couldn't help but entertain some foolish fantasies about who might own this cabin. As he came around the far side of the cabin, passing a big truck the rabbit froze in his tracks and stared. His silly fantasies crashed to the forefront of his mind as he found himself staring at the back of a very tall, very broad otter. He has a queue of dreadlocked hair hanging down his bare back and was dressed in a pair of black denim jeans and heavy work boots. His deep, chocolate brown back rippled with muscles as he did something to a brick wall. Knelt on the floor before it he was spreading mortar with a trowel then slapping bricks into place. Teio didn't really care about the wall just the broad shouldered lutra building it. Working his jaw he was about to call out when the otter flicked the trowel, cleaning it off, thick grey mortar slapping into a bucket by his side. He then stood up in a single fluid movement, turned around and towered over Teio. He was also huge the rabbit hadn't noticed quite how tall he was but his smile was welcoming which helped calm him down a bit.

"Afternoon little bunny, what brings you all the way out here? I don't get many visitors to my little country hidey hole."

Teio was speechless, he couldn't find his voice at first he just held out his empty water bottle, wide eyes staring up at the large brown creature. The otter just grinned, brushing back an errant braid that had escaped with one hand and taking the bottle in the other.

"Let me guess, out for a hike and ran out of water..." he grinned at the boy, clapping one paw on his head, ruffling his short hair before walking over to a tap jutting out of the wall. "Well kid you're in luck, water's free," he glanced back and gave the rabbit a cheeky grin, "The show however isn't free."

Blushing furiously Teio offered the otter a shy smile, tilting his head so his ears fell forward, disguising his face, "Sorry... you surprised me is all, you're a bit intimidating up close mister."

Affecting an expression of mock hurt the otter walked back over and offered the bottle back to him, "Aw I don't mean to be, intimidating. I'm just a big guy is all, names Garn, I own this whole river valley, it's my private retreat."

Accepting his bottle Teio slipped it back into his bag then let his backpack thump to the floor as he gave Garn a look of recognition, "I'm Teio... Teio Hunter and you're the otter dad brought his cabin off?"

Blinking the otter looked at Teio in surprise and grinned, "You're one of Mr Hunter's boys? Well nice to meet you lad, your dad's a good customer," he glanced back at his half finished wall then looked back at the kid, making note of the water stains on his trousers. "I need to finish this wall but if you don't mind lending a hand your welcome to stay unless you gotta get back."

Perking up Teio stepped up next to the otter and looked at the wall; it was going to be a sturdy enclosure for a small herb garden, "I'm not in a rush... I could help, don't have to be back until dinner at eight."

Taking his trowel out Garn pointed toward a bag of grey powder, "Excellent, grab that mortar and help me mix up a new batch, I'll give you a lift home as thanks."

Bounding over the white rabbit grabbed the bag and started to drag it over. Garn pulled over a large tin tub and aimed his hose pipe inside, the pattering of water on metal the only sound besides the scrape of the sack on the ground.

"So you spend much time out here?" Teio asked, panting a bit from the effort, the bag was heavy; sweat was already sticking his t-shirt to his back. He was glad when Garn handed him the hose pipe and took the sack away, hefting it up on one shoulder effortlessly, claws tearing open a hole so the fine grey powder inside could pour out into the water.

"All the time Teio, it's great, all that mud to roll around in and then the river to swim across, I love it out here." Shaking the sack the otter up-ended it shaking out the last of the mortar powder, "I'd be down there now but I need to finish this wall, when it rained last night and this morning, the runoff out of the trees." He nodded toward the forest up slope a little way from the cabin, "Swamped my herb garden, ruined my crop, so I decided to build a wall."

"Good idea," Teio murmured, shifting the hose to spray his feet, wriggling his tows at the cool spray, "I've never built a wall before however, is it hard?"

Dropping the now empty sac Garn reached over to take the hose and with a grin sprayed Teio full in the face, then panned the jet of water up and down the rabbit's body. Despite a bit of spluttering the bunny pressed forward into the shower of cold water, which made Garn grin and twitch his rudder. "Lose the shirt bunny, this is the mucky bit."

Teio blushed deeply, watching the otter to see if he was serious and to his surprise he just repeated the order and plucked at Teio's shirt. Biting his bottom lip he put his glasses on a nearby windowsill then shyly the rabbit rolled the wet fabric off his torso. Hanging it next to his sunglasses Teio couldn't help but blush as he stood under the approving gaze of the big brawny otter. The bunny couldn't ignore the involuntary bulge in his pants and after a sneaky peek at the otter's denim clad groin he saw Garn was sporting a stiff one too.

"Nice show," the otter quipped, twisting the nozzle closed to let the stream of water run down. He then moved in close suddenly, arms around Teio's waist, heavy, wet denim disguised otter bulge pressing against his own. Strong hands squeezed his rump, oily otter chest fur pressing against his own soaked torso. Grinning Garn tilted his head down, caught Teio's lips with his and kissed him hard, paws clenching and groping his rump as his tongue assaulted his. Teio was trembling by the time Garn released him from his grip, cock rock hard and the damp patch in his trousers wasn't just from the water, he was leaking so much pre it was almost embarrassing. It stopped being pre when Garn sudden moved his paw down to rub hard on the tip of his dick through the wet fabric of his pants with one paw. His cheeky grin said it all and the sudden stimulation plunged Teio over the edge, making him cum.

Back arching in surprise he felt his cock twitch, his balls clench and thick gooey bunny cum flood the inside of his trousers. Smiling he leant into Garn's supportive hold, trembling slightly as he rode out the intense orgasm. He whimpered as the big, powerful otter took his paw away. His lips against his left ear however left him trembling all over again as he whispered, "Enough teasing for now, let's get to work bunny, the sooner we finish the more time we have for something other than teasing."

"Y... yes sir, gods if that was you teasing, I'll work extra hard if it means you'll play with my properly."

Garn grinned and tapped the rabbit's nose, "That's a good boy; now let's mix us some mortar."

Eager to obey Teio swiftly learnt that Garn never passed up the chance to get mucky. Knelt on one side of the tub he had his paws in the slurry of powder and water, mixing it together with broad circular motions of his paws. Nodding to the far side of the tub he grinned at Teio, whiskers twitching in amusement.

"Well boy, do as I do unless you want to use your feet."

He grinned encouragingly as the rabbit knelt down beside the tub opposite him and slipped his arms into the mixture. It was wet and slimy, like putting his arms into filthy water, which it essentially was. With Teio helping the otter it started to thicken turning into a gooey thick grey mess. It was gritty and slimy and clung to their fur, running down it in grey rivulets, leaving being trails of grit. It also smeared down their chests, splattering over Garn's jeans or Teio's trousers when their vigorous stirring made it slop over the rim.

Ears swaying from side to side as he strained and stretched his arms sloshing the thick mixture from side to side Teio had an idea as he squidged his paws together, feeling the new gooier mixture squish between his fingers. He glanced past his ears over at Garn checking to see if he was looking. The brown dreadlocked otter had his head down, leaning right over the rim, arms into the tub up to his armpits with the long queue of his braids almost sliding off his back and into the gunk. Leaning over further Teio pulled his arms in close and, started swishing them back and forth, slopping the mixture from side to side violently. Garn jerked his head up and Teio was rewarded by a look of surprise on the big otters face as a large wave of thick, grey mortar slopped towards him. Garn shut his eyes and Teio had time to see the otter's nostrils pinch closed before his head vanished under the mixture. Thick grey mortar slopped over his head, oozed over his braids and ran down his back, running into his jeans, making them sag heavily. The bunny's victory was short lived as the return wave slopped right over the rim or the tub and splattered against his chest, a heavy liquid that clung to his bare fur and fell off with wet splats atop his groin. Blushing Teio tugged his arms free of the mix, using one hand to pull his waist band open and the other to push a hefty dose of the gooey, gritty mixture off his chest and atop his raging hard on. Letting go of his trousers they snapped back with a wet slap and he smooshed the fabric down against his cock; pressing his paw down atop himself with both paws, grinding against the muck now filling his pants.

"Good one Teio," Garn called out, pulling the bunnies attention away from his dick. "But let's get this finished before we deal with our cocks or it'll dry out on us and be wasted, we're nearly done." Teio couldn't help but blush as he peeked over at the otter, embarrassed he'd been caught enjoying himself and there was something about Garn now that made him even more alluring. Head and torso covered in a thick layer of oozing grey slime, braids plastered to his neck, whiskers dripping with gunk in front of his teasing smile the image made Teio nod his head mutely and get back to work. Sinking his arms back into the mix Teio worked with the otter on a final gooey frothing stir that really helped to thicken the mess up further. It was stiffer now, harder to pull his arms through and it clung to his arms in a smooth, treacle like way that oozed off slowly, no longer the slick liquid it had been before.

Smiling at a job well done Teio braced himself and started to pull his arms free when Garn lunged into the muck. His strong, powerful hands wrapped about Teio's wrists and yanked him forward. Teio had time for a quick breath and to close his eyes before he sank head first into the mortar. His legs slithered after his torso into the muck as the big otter pulled him bodily into the thick mess. It clung to his body, dragged at his trousers, squished between his legs and under hid arms, clogged his fur and ears. As he squirmed up and out to gasp a breath he felt his trousers and underwear slip free, lost in the muck, dragged off his legs by the added weight as he splashed around in a futile effort to recover them. It dawned on him that if he could move his arms Garn had let go and after righting himself by kneeling on the bottom of the tub he wiped his eyes clear so he could see again.

Shaking his paws, flicking mortar off his body with a wet slap he looked around, shifting in the muck, struggling to move toward the edge. He got maybe an inch before a powerful set of arms wrapped about him from behind and hauled him bodily and easily out of the mortar, dunking his head as he was turned upside down, blinding him again. He tried to call out, to ask Garn to stop but he had to spit and clear his mouth the first time around and then the first noise he made was a yelp as Garn upended him back onto his knees. He sank with a squelch up to his thighs in a thick trench full of mortar. The otter moved around him, pressing heavy objects against his sides which sank into the thick covering of mortar, weighing him down, holding him in place. Blinking to clear his eyes Teio gasped as his arms were tugged out to either side and pressed down atop the wall that had been rapidly built up on either side of him. Fear raced through his body and he tried to pull himself free but the otter had stuck him in place, the bricks were just added weight holding him down, it was the sticky, heavy mortar that trapped him and under this sun it'd soon bake him dry.

He was about ready to start screaming, mind flooded with images of him drying out and being left to bake to death when Garn's paw closed around his cock and a paw scooped muck out of his ears.

"Now we can start playing little bunny," he stroked Teio's raging hard on, jerking him off slowly, firmly sliding his paw up and down the length of his cock, squeezing it, using the thick coating of muck to add to the simulation. Gasping in relief Teio wriggled as best he could, moaning in pleasure as his libido reasserted itself, his panic from mere moments before beaten back by the sudden onslaught of pleasure.

The big otter's big frame was as covered in slick grey mortar as Teio's, he could see the heavy slurry rolling down his body, oozing across his stomach to pool around his big, thick, stiff otter cock. Suddenly he let go of Teio's dick and squelched behind him. The bunny's breath caught in his throat as the otter pressed up against his back. Their mucky pelts squished together as Garn's cock pressed firmly up against his rump.

"Ready for a ride my little builder's assistant?" The otter's voice was a low, heady growl in his ear. His paw snaked back around the partially entombed rabbit's dick, squeezing his shaft firmly waiting for Teio to answer. The bunny didn't speak just nodded his head once then cried out in pleasure as Garn smoothly hilted himself in one fluid motion. Teio felt his arse spread around the invading dick, managing to hold himself back from clenching around the otter's thick shaft long enough for him to get it all the way inside. It made the otter's groan of pleasure and satisfaction all the sweeter for Teio, he held his arse tight around that shaft, his own cock twitching in response to the otter's thick member grinding over his prostate. Then the moment he relented, Garn started to ride him, drawing back only to thrust himself back in with force. Each thrust rocked the bunny but held in place as he was, built into the wall with bricks and a heavy, oozing layer of mortar he could barely move. All he could do was squeeze the otter's shaft hard and moan as each thrust prodded his prostate leaving him gasping, dick twitching in Garn's expert grasp.

It felt so good; Teio could feel mortar squishing out between their bodies as Garn rode him. It also oozed down his chest in thick waves that splashed across his dick when it became too thick to ignore gravity any longer. It was in his hair, slipping down his ears, gluing them to his neck and splattering against the otter's muzzle as he bucked back and forth against him, driving his dick in and out with slow, powerful thrusts. It was too much stimulation; pleasure was assaulting him from all directions, the otter dick pounding his arse. The muck covering his body; squelched and squished with each bucking thrust of the otter's hips and his paw wrapped about his messy bunny cock, jerking him off. The burning need in his balls spread up the length of his dick torturously slow, he was panting, gulping great lungful of air, shaking his head from side to side as his body tensed... and released! Howling under the hot summer sun Teio sprayed the side of Garn's hut with his seed and kept on cumming, each subsequent shot of thick bunny cum splattering on the ground.

Just as he thought he didn't have any more to give he was reminded that he had an otter fucking him. Lost in the moment of orgasm the great big lutra's attentions had become part of the whole. Now he could feel Garn tensing behind him, his mucky frame pressing close, jerking; thrusting hips erratic now, fucking him harder, jabbing his cock all the way into his rump. Barking out in pleasure Garn fired a very thick, gooey load of otter cream into Teio's arse. This set him off again, yelling the formally white rabbit fired off another blast of spunk, clenching tightly about Garn's twitching dick until they were both spent. Riding down from their orgasmic high, sighing contently Teio pressed back against the otter as Garn nuzzled through his thick mucky hair happily holding him tight.

"Th.... that was good." Teio murmured softly, panting to catch his breath squirming against the otter as best he could, "Can... I get loose now?" He squeaked as Garn slid out of his rear, groaning and squirming at the feeling of that large otter shaft pulling back out of his rump.

"When I finish my wall bunny boy," the otter growled, smooshing his paws down his back, slicking them through the gooey covering of mortar coating him. "You stay here and rest little bunny." He scooped up a double paw-full of mortar and ground it down atop his head, coating his eyes. "See you soon."

With that the otter strolled off back to his wall, leaving a squirming Teio wriggling in the summer sun. Blind and trapped beneath the thick layer of warm goo he could feel the mortar starting to dry out, becoming stiff, drawing in tighter against his body as it contracted and dried out. Despite his best efforts the rabbit was stuck drying out until the otter came back for him...