The Raccoon's Hotel - 3
#3 of The Raccoon's Hotel
The final part of the marriage story arc within the Raccoon's Hotel series.
Enjoy. :3
The badger and boar stood at the altar, ready for the rat start the ceremony.
The string quartet played music to accommodate the occasion, which brought tears to the eyes of many of the guests, and staff, the ones who recently got married themselves, as well as the ones who were single and hoping to find a mate of their own one day.
"Good morning, everyone." The pastor greeted the audience.
"Morning," the audience responded, not quite in unison.
"I've been here for awhile now, and I can see that while the church may not agree with any of you, I can't deny that true love is had between many of you, guests and staff alike."
The rat continued.
"This badger, and boar, for example, have been together for a handful of years. The owner of this hotel met the two and is responsible for helping them meet. Am I correct?"
"Yes, the raccoon knew both of us before we knew each other." The boar responded.
"He brought us together one day, and from then on we never wanted to leave each other." The badger added.
I looked on, smiling at the two.
"Ah, well then. Let's continue. Do you, badger, take the boar to be your husband?"
"I do!" The badger responded. The boar smiled at this, as the badger took his hand and put the ring on it.
"Do you, boar, take the badger to be *your* husband?"
"I do." The boar responded, returning the gesture and put the other ring on the badger's finger.
"Then, I now pronounce you married."
The audience applauded, and the badger and boar went in to kiss each other.
As the panda danced around the dining hall without any breeches, one would think he was the first to get into the wine. In fact, the alcohol hadn't been opened until lunch was served. I'm sure some guests who knew that fact may have thought he had his own stash which he got into beforehand.
As the pastor sat down with me eating his hors d'oeuvres, he sighed a bit of relief.
"Just one more wedding left...right?" He asked. I laughed.
"Heh, yes, just one left. The panda and I."
The rat scratched his head as he watched the panda scarfing down some of the appetizers on the tables before actually filling his plate with some.
"Quite an odd panda."
"Ah, but one of the biggest sweethearts ever." I responded.
"How'd you two meet?"
I smiled. "Well, the story goes like this. In my youth I ran away from home, and boarded a ship, filled with degenerates, and found myself relating to them much more than I could my own family. I went up through the ranks on that ship, up to superior, just underneath the Captain. I recall it was a fairly calm evening on the ship, the sky a deep red, the sun setting in the west. Boredom called me up to the deck..."
I proceeded to tell my story of me as a superior on the ship oh so long ago, and how I met the panda, who was the Captain's Nephew and later the Captain himself.
I then continued the story of how afterward it'd take us 10 years to reunite, and in that long period beforehand I had met the badger and boar, bringing them together.
The pastor stayed quiet and continued to eat his hors d'oeuvres and later, his lunch, as I told the entire story to him.
While my search for the panda continued, I also went to find people like me, men who were attracted to other men.
I walked through the town, feeling that it'd be futile to find men like myself. Just speaking of the idea would anger some men and make women feel ill.
I at first didn't feel safe travelling into the shadier side of the village, but the feeling did go away, I saw people who were still very courteous and generous. I started to wonder why everyone called it the shady area. I also had years of experience of dealing with men like these on the ship.
I entered a pub in the area, it was quiet, but the bartender was friendly, as were his patrons.
I purchased a drink, and conversed with the bartender and the patrons for awhile. He was able to shed light on why it was considered "shady".
"Not everyone here is a goer of the church." The bespectacled mouse responded.
"That's it?" I asked.
"That's it. Not all of us like what goes on there. Personally I think they're too strict."
"So, then, erm..." I paused. "What does this place think of...same-gender relations?"
The bartender chuckled.
"You're talking of homosexuals, aint'cha." He asked.
I nodded.
"They're safe here. Some of us provide shelter for them if someone's after them. Are people after you?"
"No, but that is good to know."
Just then, I heard the sobbing of the patron a seat or two away from me, a boar.
"They might as well find me an' kill me...I'm so alone in this world."
The bartender rolled his eyes, and then continued to me.
"The boar's like that, he's been coming here for the past few weeks every day to drink himself to death."
"Ah, how sad." I thought.
I went over to the boar and sat next to him.
"D'you need a friend?" I asked.
The boar turned his head to me. Tears were dampening his furry face.
"Ya could surely try...I'd just scare ya away though."
I frowned.
The boar chugged down his drink. The slurring of his speech became more apparent afterward. He was always very easy to get tipsy.
"Y'know how many boooars others find attractive? None! I don't stand a chance with a lady, how'm I s'posed to find a guy?"
"Poor thing...I'm currently on an endless search myself, a lost love...our superior crew imprisoned me and separated me from him, and I haven't been able to find him since. I'm not sure if he's still alive."
The boar looked at me again, his lips quivering.
"That's sooo sad! How long'uv'you been searchin'?"
"I've lost track...A few years, I suppose."
The boar put his mug down and put his arms around me. I was able to smell how potent the alcohol was.
"You'n'me...both alone..." He cried into my arms.
I returned the hug, trying to fill him with some optimism.
"I've got an idea, friend. Why don't we help each other out a bit? You help me try finding my lost love, I help you try finding you a mate for yourself?"
The boar tried to force a smile.
"...Yyeah....I....I'd like that. Le's find yer friend."
And so, the two of us started searching. Unfortunately, we were fruitless for quite awhile. Years passed, but the boar remained loyal to his word, constantly asking around if anyone saw a panda whose speech wasn't that great, and me, looking around to find anyone interested in a boar like him." I paused my story for a bit.
The badger cut in, sitting on the other side of me with his own lunch.
"It would be quite awhile before you met me, though, wouldn't it?"
"Not too long!" I responded, with a smile.
"Heh....I still feel sort of embarrassed about the situation in which we met."
"Don't be! Otherwise, who knows what might have happened?" I said.
"Why, how did you come to finally meet the badger?" The rat asked.
Well, in times when both of us felt it'd be hopeless, the boar and I kept each other company. There'd be times when it hurt too much for either of us, and to help remedy that, the two of us would get as intimate as needed to help us forget our doubts.
One evening, the boar and I laid naked on my bed, after a session of intimacy. The boar, without a previous mate, was wondering if he and I could be together.
"Hey, raccoon?"
"Yes?" I asked, while caressing the naked boar.
"D'you think you and I could...be together?"
I smiled.
"Ahh...if we had met in different circumstances, I wouldn't be able to see why not, friend. Unfortunately, I do still believe my love is out there..."
The boar frowned.
"But, I ALSO believe there is definitely someone out there for you...we'll continue our search tomorrow."
"Well...if we do find out that the panda is no longer living, how about then?"
I thought about it.
"Well...heaven forbid....but in that case, I guess we could. Let's not ever make any assumptions, though.
The two of us hugged, and went back to love making.
The next morning, the boar would wish he didn't ask me those questions.
As he and I continued our search for the panda, we split up our search, something we commonly did. He'd go through some parts of town asking about the panda, and I in another part, also asking. Suddenly, I started hearing screams from a nearby building.
"Oh my goodness! YOU GET DOWN FROM THERE RIGHT NOW!" someone shouted from the area.
I ran to the building, a workshop. A badger, also unhappy with his life, was on the roof, planning to jump off, into a wheelbarrow filled with rusty nails. One could hear him crying from below. People crowded around the building, watching, wondering if the badger was going to end it or not.
"Why should I? It's painful enough living the life I live!"
I chimed in.
"Excuse me, badger!" I called from below. "What's making your life so painful?"
He started to cry harder.
"No friends, no job, no home....no one to love me....I'm desperate for ANYONE at this point!"
"Hmmmm..." I thought. "I understand your plight, sir. It hurts very much to be alone! I might be able to help you with a few of those problems though, if not all of them!"
"How? How can anyone help me with all of those problems at one time?" He shouted, getting closer to the edge.
"Well for one, I need help maintaining my mansion. I could pay you to do some maintenance and cleaning. You can also live there, if you'd like! It's completely empty save for me and one other!"
"What about...friends?"
"I...I'll be a friend." I said.
The badger went silent for a minute. He stepped away from the edge.
"...What about...someone to love?" He sniffled.
"I might be able to help with that as well. Please, come down, we can talk more privately about that."
The badger eventually came back down, safely. I walked with him through the town, talking about my own problems, and trying to help with his.
"A friend and I have been searching for my own lost love. A panda, he and I had a relationship together that was brutally cut short. We were separated and I've been trying to find him since."
"Him?" He asked.
"Yes...I loved another man."
A look of relief appeared on his face.
"Ahh, so you are like me!" He responded. He went in for a hug, which I returned. I had a good feeling things were going to turn out nicely.
"How long have you been trying to find him?" He asked.
"A good while, I'd say almost a decade."
Eventually, we caught up with the boar.
"I checked various parts of the town, the pier, the harbor, even the religious part of the town...no panda. I'm sorry."
"Oh, that's fine. I'd like you to meet someone, friend."
The boar looked at the badger.
If you had asked me about love at first sight before then, I wouldn't be quite sure if it was real, something you'd always hear in stories, but never see in real life...but what I saw when the badger and boar looked at each others' faces, I knew, it had to be real. Something came together, a bond, that tied the two together almost immediately.
The two of them smiled.
"Hello," the boar said.
"Hi." The badger smiled.
And of course, the rest is history. The two came together, and have loved each other ever since."
"But, that doesn't complete the story," the rat said.
"How so?" I asked.
"Well, I think he's referring to the fact that you haven't mentioned you finally finding the panda." The badger responded.
"Yeah, how did you find the panda?" The panda, on the other side of the table, chimed in, finishing his lunch.
"Hahahaha!" I laughed. "Silly panda."
"Well, there's not much more to it! Some time after, to celebrate the boar and badger's new relationship, we went to the pub I first met the boar at. They were curious about how we met, I told them our story in depth, and then, there you were, entering the pub towards the end of the story," I said, "and I've never been happier to see everyone being satisfied."
The party following the wedding ended later on. The boar and badger were understandably feeling frisky with each other, so I gave them the afternoon off to go into their room and have some fun with each other.
The rat pastor stretched out, and took a seat in the rec room. He was understandably tired, having wed 5 couples in the past week. Many of the staff putting together the events were also tired, but optimistic that only one was left.
I sat opposite the pastor, considering the events, and how the church would view the pastor if he were to return to his church.
"So, I was wondering, pastor."
"Hm?"
"Do you think the church would be too happy with you returning?"
"I'm not sure, really...if they knew I was here, they'd surely find a way to kick me out."
"Well, how does your time there compare to here?"
The rat thought about it.
"I can't deny that I've enjoyed myself here. I've also loved helping others out at the church though, giving them guidance...If only they weren't so hostile about things like this..."
"Pastor...how would you like it if I put you on staff here? You can hold your sermons here on Sundays, wed couples (not as often of course), and get food and a place to sleep. You'd be surprised how many of our customers are still believers."
"Heh, come to my sermons the morning after they've spent the night with an escort?" He asked, almost in jest.
"Do you think it was any different at the church? Men coming to church after spending the night with a harlot, confessing it to you later on. Only difference is the gender of the person they did it with."
"I guess you're right. It does sound like a good offer, raccoon...I'd love to."
The pastor and I shook hands.
The next day, the staff were preparing for the final wedding of the week, ours.
The panda and I agreed to not see each other much until the evening, when it was to happen. After our morning routine, he and I separated to different parts of the mansion to get ready for the event. The badger kept the panda company, and my old friend the boar kept me company.
The boar and I went to my bedroom, where we were to change into our suits for the wedding.
"So, this is it." He said.
"Indeed it is, friend."
The two of us stripped off completely. I saw, in my peripheral vision, the boar taking a look at my penis.
"Ahhh, memories." He said.
I chuckled.
"You remember the nights we'd fuck, to help us forget our pain?"
"Indeed I do, friend."
"...Do you regret any of that?" He asked.
"Of course not. We did what we needed to, to make each other keep going, to let each other know we weren't going to be alone forever."
The boar smiled. The two of us went in for a hug, while both of us were still naked. The familiar touch of my bare fur against his was heartwarming.
"Of course...that doesn't mean we can't do that anymore. You and the badger are still always welcome to have fun with the panda and me every night." I said.
"Hmmm..." The boar mumbled. "...We're gonna have to take you up on that..."
I was able to feel the boar's growing erection poking the triangular area between my belly and penis.
"Heh heh, not now! We've got a wedding to get ready for." I said, getting us out of the hug.
The two of us starting putting on our attire for the wedding.
The deep red sky was staining the room with its light, absolutely perfect for what was about to go on.
One who knew our story would agree, it was as if somewhere up above, someone wanted to create the mood just for us.
"Good evening, friends." The pastor, said.
"Evening", the audience responded, still not quite in unison.
"I was going to talk about how the church might not agree with the views held in this hotel, but you've all heard it already, a handful of times. The two we've got here this evening, this raccoon, and this panda...who, even at his own wedding, has decided to forego the bottom half of his suit..."
The audience laughed, as well as the staff, and even the panda and I giggled.
"...are the owners of this hotel, and are responsible for funding and putting together every wedding this week."
The audience applauded.
"I'm going to be quiet for awhile, as our two friends here have decided to give their own vows to each other. Raccoon, you may start first."
"Alright."
I looked on at the sunset. I then turned to the audience.
"You know, friends...we wanted to have our wedding at sunset. We picked that because that was the time of day the two of us met. Of course, things were much different back then. The two of us were much younger, the badger and boar hadn't met us yet, being little kids growing up. Our lives were at sea for quite a long time. The panda's choice of clothing was completely opposite, if any of you can believe that."
The audience laughed again.
"He spent his days on the ship bare-chested, in a pair of breeches, originally getting ridiculed by the others on the ship.
I looked at the panda, his eyes filling with tears.
"You know what else? I'm sure you remember, love, and I'll bet right now you're unable to." I smiled. He nodded, wiping the tears from his eyes.
"The panda was unable to speak. He was silent throughout childhood, and sent by his parents to be with his uncle on the ship."
The panda sniffled.
"I'm sorry, love...do you want me to stop?"
The panda shook his head. He was able to force out "No...keep going".
"Well...I met the badger and boar at low points of their lives, both of them wanting to end it all. Then I helped them find each other. You too, love, were also at a low point...like the badger and boar, you were planning to jump off that ship, to drown yourself."
I turned to the audience, some of them also getting misty-eyed.
"Then I found you, at just the right time...I guess I have an affinity for making people happy."
The room was silent.
...I started fondling the panda's scrotum.
The audience burst out into laughter. Even the panda started laughing, the unexpected touching brought him back to his jovial self.
"Sorry...had to bring the spirits of the room back up after that somehow." I smiled.
"Well...it worked." The panda said, wiping the remainder of his tears.
"Heh heh...well, over time, you started learning to speak, to the point where you could get simple sentences down. After the fateful day they separated us, I made some good friends to help me find you again...and we've been together ever since, and will stay together, for as long as we live."
The pastor chimed in.
"That was beautiful, raccoon. It's your turn, panda."
The panda nodded.
"If you hadn't grabbed my balls there, raccoon, I would've made you read my vows too."
The panda knelt down by him and picked up numerous sheets of parchment, with his vows written down, just like when we first met.
"Aww..." The memories of him writing messages to me brought tears to my own eyes.
"Well, you said quite a few things I was going to say, but I do have some other new things."
The panda started reading from his parchment.
"Raccoon, both of us came from different backgrounds, but both of us weren't liked too much by our own parents. You ran away from yours, while mine disowned me. It was hard growing up with my parents, being yelled at constantly for little good reason...I was happy to never have to see them again...but sad to not have anyone else in the world. My uncle cared, yes, but he never accepted me the way I was. No one did..."
The panda paused for a minute, tossing the first sheet of parchment away. There was some giggling in the audience over this.
"...until you came along. We spent a lovely few months or so on the ship, until the fateful day they forced me off. I was blindfolded, and taken to a faraway place. The last words I heard from those superiors were 'good luck trying to find your stupid raccoon now.'"
The panda continued.
"For years, I tried to find you. It was quite tough, asking 'I...need raccoon' to people, who only returned stares. My speaking still wasn't great, and not many people could read my handwriting, if they were able to read at all...so I had to learn to..."
The panda tossed the next sheet of parchment away, getting more chuckles from the audience.
"...speak. I tried finding people who could teach me to speak, but it was hard, most of the time I had to learn by myself. Eventually, I was able to ask people where I was, and how I was able to get back home, and where I was able to find you. Every time there was a sunset while I made the trek back home, I looked at it, and thought of the first day we met, hoping we could be together again."
The panda tossed the next sheet of parchment away.
"I actually found you not long before you found me. I was a little disheartened to see you with a boar, but then I heard you say 'we NEED to find my panda.' It put tears in my eyes to see that you were also looking, and still cared."
"Of course I cared." I responded.
"It was a rainy evening when you took the badger and boar to the pub. I watched as you went in, timing myself, waiting for the right moment to enter. I then entered, and hid myself until you finished the..."
The panda tossed the next sheet away again, almost hitting the badger, getting some more laughter.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! You okay?"
"Haha, I'm fine. Go on." The badger smiled.
"...story." The panda placed the last piece down, not failing to get everyone in the audience laughing.
"And then we got back to your place, and made love again for the first time in years, and spent many more years together, happy. We turned this place from a quiet mansion to a busy, happy hotel for men like all of us. Of course, just before that happened I stopped wearing breeches and never looked back."
The panda turned to the audience.
"Take a good look."
The audience laughed.
"You know, there are other garments you can wear around your waist besides breeches..." The pastor said, also getting a laugh from the audience.
The panda thought about it briefly. "....Naw, having my penis out is more fun."
More laughter.
"Heh...fair enough. Okay! Do you, raccoon, take the panda to be your husband?"
"I do." I said, smiling. I took the very large ring and put it on the panda's finger.
"Panda, do you take the raccoon to be *your* husband?"
The panda nodded. "I do." He took the smaller ring and placed it on mine.
"Then, of course, I now pronounce you married."
The audience applauded. As the audience applauded, the panda knelt down, allowing me to reach his face, and I placed my lips upon his, in our first kiss as a married couple.
That night's reception got quite crazy once the alcohol was served. Many guests, and some of the staff, including myself, decided to follow the panda's way of living, and removed the lower half of our suits. The pastor didn't follow suit, but later admitted to me he was quite naked under his robes.
There was a special toast made for the panda and me, as well as for the other 5 couples wed that week, the badger and boar, two pairs of musicians, two escorts, a cook and a housekeeper.
Later on, the panda and I, both very drunk, retreated to our bedroom.
The two of us kissed quite passionately, tasting the alcohol and whatever else we consumed that night.
We both got on our bed with quite a bit of force.
"Let's have the nastiest sex ever." The panda said.
I removed the rest of my suit, leaving just my socks, while the panda kept the upper half of his suit on.
We did quite a lot to each other, friends. How to even begin?
We were quite drunk, so the details are kinda hazy...I'll try to remember it as best I can and go along from there.
I do remember one of the first things I did, was play with the panda's rear end. His big, squishy, furry cheeks were always irresistible, so I rubbed them quite a bit. I parted them every so often, revealing his pink hole, always a pleasure to see.
I then remember doing something I don't usually do. I put my face on his rear, and started to lick his hole.
"Ooooh!" The panda was quite surprised! I looked up to see a huge grin appeared on his face. I could tell he was more than happy to have this done to him.
Having been loosened from all the times I've placed my member inside, my tongue didn't have much trouble getting in there either.
I always had my doubts about doing such a thing, but tonight was special...I dared to do anything with my love.
Once he was nice and moist, I placed my erect member inside of him, like I always have, almost every night since we reunited.
I reached for the dildo molded out of the panda's dick, and placed it inside my own rear end, desperately wanting something to plug me up as well.
With my other hand, I reached around my love's large belly, and grabbed his own thickening penis, starting to stroke it. The panda moaned quite loudly, loud enough to wake the entire hotel up...if anyone in the hotel was actually asleep, and not also making love to their significant other or an escort.
I laughed.
I remember wanting to hold my seed for awhile, asking the panda if he wanted to do the same, and have one nice big climax together.
So, we rested, I pulled out of him, and pulled "him" out of me. For short periods of time, we laid in bed, gently fondling each other.
Then, the panda grabbed me, and placed me on my belly. I had an idea of what else was going to happen.
"It's only fair to do the same thing you did to me, raccoon."
I then immediately felt a large, sloppy tongue on my anus. I expected it, but it still came as a huge surprise.
"Ahhhahahahaha! It's warm, and it tickles!" I remember saying.
"And now, to do what your dildo can't."
He placed his member in me, just as I did him earlier. Of course, I'm sure you already know his cock's much thicker than mine, so my rear end's hole has been stretched much more than his.
Like before, he reached around and gave my member a nice tugging as well. The two of us were getting close.
In my drunken haze, I remember stopping us again.
"Wait! ...I still don't want to come yet, love. I want us to make the biggest mess all over us."
The panda was reluctant, but pulled out of me.
We went back to laying on the bed, fondling each other.
"I'm gonna blow soon...I can feel it." The panda said.
"Me too, love. I want this to be special, though...I want us to explode all over each other, at the same time."
I got up and sat between the panda's two legs, placing my scrotum against the panda's, squishing to the two together.
The both of us love frotting, but for some reason, we don't quite do it often. Even while drunk I remembered to make us do it.
I first grabbed our two dicks and started rubbing them together, pressing mine against his, rubbing the head against his, moving it up his shaft, moving his up mine. He smiled and looked on.
"Gonna come soon, love." I said.
I stopped again, though. The panda didn't like that, though, heh heh.
"Ohhh, no more teasing!"
He grabbed our two cocks and stroked our two stubby shafts. He couldn't wait anymore...and neither could I.
I found his determination so arousing, and he was definitely at the same point, I was.
"Oh no...It's coming, panda!"
"Yeeeeeah, me too!"
The two of us shot our loads up into the air. I could feel his scrotum shifting against mine, our two members twitching at just about the same time.
Most of my semen landed on my belly, and on the panda's pubic area. The panda's mirrored mine, his own seed landing on his belly after raising his suit, and on my own pubic area.
We must have shot...I don't know, 7 or 8 big shots of seed. We got quite messy from the affair, just as I wanted.
The two of us were quite tired, but still hungry for more.
Unfortunately, outside of going to sleep with the panda's penis in my mouth, sucking on it like a baby would a pacifier...I don't remember much more.
After all the events of the previous day all came back to me, I finished urinating in our chamber pot, got back on the bed, and woke up the sleepy panda.
"Good morning...my husband." I said, as the panda opened his eyes.
The panda yawned. I always found it cute whenever he did, as he always made a growling noise.
"...Mornin'." He smiled. He grabbed his head, in pain.
"Ooh...I've got a headache."
"Me too. We drank quite a bit last night...but I can see we had quite a bit of fun, judging by how messy our bed is..." I said, pointing at all the stains our seed made.
"...Come on now...let's go have a bath, and go get some breakfast."
The panda smiled.
"Anything to get rid of the headache."