Gallon for Gallon, In Search of Love, Part 1
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Ikarus was a hare with a gift. Or was it a curse? His father claimed at that it was genetic, that his great, great, great, too many "greats" grandfather was said to have populated most of the country of Albion, across the sea, and it took a few generations and some mutations for people to start looking different again. His mother, a practitioner of some of the finer arts of magic, claimed that it may be a blessing from the gods. Ikarus wasn't sure, but as he sought to enjoy his current pleasure, he let his thoughts wander.
Some girls don't want to be drowned when they blow a bunny. Some girls don't want to have every last egg in their ovaries infiltrated by a male's DNA carrying swimmers (though Ikarus was assured by his very attractive doctor, a doe with a healthy appetite for sex, that this was impossible, anyway. Additionally, she proved it with some minor testing). Even most guys, at least, based on Ikarus' research and interrogation of his gay friends apparently didn't want to be violated with, choked by, or clean up gallons of spunk. Maybe he needed to expand his polling beyond his relatively sexually normal friends and female prospects?
He reflected briefly that at least his gay friends and briefly, girlfriends, liked how he looked with his athletic build and reasonably above average cock. He had no interest in guys, but it was still flattering to receive compliments in the public showers and dressing areas at the school gym. He always politely declined any liaison with the males, even if occasionally having a slightly bi-curious thought about what it might be like. He'd heard some stories.
All of this reflection of course was going on while a girl was busy with him. Today's "conquest," as some of his fraternity friends might label her (he did pick her up at the student attended bar after all and only with a couple of drinks), was keeping herself quite entertained. She had him pressed against the wall of his single dorm, her arms wrapped around his legs behind his knees. One hand was on his firm ass, squeezing and occasionally brushing against his cottony tail. The other was braced against the base of his cock, the third and fourth claws gently working his testicles, which, despite his apparent gift, were only slightly larger than other hares of his age, a tender 22.
Ikarus broke away from his reverie and his slightly anxious thoughts to watch her do her magic. The girl in question's name was Abby, and she was a lioness with a thirst for younger males. His brief inquiry into her history lead to a few facts about her: medical student, 26, a vested interest in oncological studies, she had a pet angelfish named Lori, and she and her father not only didn't get along, he was a cheater and a drunk (ooooh, daddy issues). The gently busty lioness backed off of him and looked up at him with emerald eyes and a wicked, fanged smile. He wondered if she'd accidentally pierce his length while he was deep in her muzzle, but figured that with the way she was going at it, she was clearly experienced.
She cooed at him. "My bunny is quite lovely to look at, you know. Maybe it's just the bourbon talking. Maybe I'm just into herbivores. I just don't know. She took his eight inch cock back into her muzzle and he could feel her tonguing the bottom of the shaft, where the main vein was, with her sandpapery tongue. The rough feeling of her tongue was actually kind of a turn on. He briefly wondered to himself if such a thing could be marketed in a condom.
Ikarus watched Abby and himself in the full length mirror across from his bed near his closet. She'd gotten down to nothing but her underwear, and it was a pleasant lacy black against her tawny furred skin. She was lean and long-bodied, her breasts barely a handful, but he found that they were perfect for tonight's play and his mood. He turned his attention towards himself now, gasping a little when she brushed her tongue more along the head and towards the slit where he was most sensitive. He was a tad over six and a half feet tall, long ears that stood up straight on his head, but that he could move a bit if he wanted to make a face or be goofy, or to show emotion more strongly. He was a tawny furred creature himself, with a white chest, belly, tail, and feet. He always found it funny that he had socks, but no mittens.
The lioness was clearly quite turned on. He could see a damp spot forming right where he'd love to plunge into her after flipping her on her back on his double bed and assuming direct control. He chuckled and it caused her to look up again with a questioning look. He smiled down at her and tapped the end of his brown nose and tilted his head, hoping it'd make her laugh. She pulled off of him again and purred deeply.
"What's funny, bunny?" She gave a lopsided grin.
He put a paw on her head and ran it down the side and over a rounded ear and smiled. "You are just way prettier than me and I felt like you needed to know. Was just watching both of us in the mirror and made that decision. How does it feel to be so much better looking?"
"Awww, don't sell yourself short, Ikky." He kind of liked this nickname she had for him. "I think you are wonderful to look at and I'm very excited to be here and that you were willing to go home with me. Last bunny I tried to take home was a floppy-eared lop and he was kind of a buzz kill. You on the other hand...have intrigued me greatly."
She licked him from the base of his cock to the end again and took him deep into her muzzle. Her nose and whiskers tickled his skin when she touched, having taken him all the way in. It was irrepressibly hot. He couldn't remember the last girl who was so into what they were doing that she deep-throated him. She purred more intensely and it only improved all the feelings she'd done.
She'd been at this aggressive blowjob for the last ten minutes and he knew he wasn't going to last forever. He thought again to himself of his "gift" and wondered if she'd be the one to stick with him or if she'd not be staying the night like the handful of girls he'd shared himself with to this point. Ikarus watched her at her work again, ran his paw down the back of her skull and gently encouraged her with a squeeze. He didn't want this girl to walk (well, some of them ran) out too, but he still had a gift to give her and he wasn't sure if he wanted to tell her first, give her a warning, or surprise her. He lost that thought rather quickly after she brushed her tongue from the base to the tip again and was encouraging him to start releasing some pre-cum.
The pre actually made a nice dollop at the end of his cock and she licked it up. She purred, he thought, even more at the taste of that and she laughed delightedly. Her free paw had encircled him partway at the base and she tugged on him a bit as she spoke, "Giving me a little preview of pre, hmm? My bunny is enjoying himself?" He could only nod, that last maneuver had taken his breath away with ease. "Quite a big drop of pre for a bunny. Keep it coming, hmm?" He would make good on this promise and more.
Further ministrations by the lovely Abby got Ikarus going on a gentle free flow of pre-cum now. The clear, slightly seasoned, natural male lubricant was running at a rate she'd never encountered before. He'd already given her a spoonful or two and she'd swallowed eagerly. She pulled off again and kept pumping him with the paw she had at the base of the shaft and laughed a little. "You've already given me more pre than that barely legal zebra I took home a few months ago. He was quite hung, but you, my hare, are perfectly sized. I can take you all the way in, comfortably, and I like how wide you are. Not so wide that you are going to rip my cunny apart either. I can't wait to have you in there, especially since you so easily lube yourself up." She laughed again, it was a melodic sound and easy on the ears.
Ikarus felt the guilt and gentle regret building up again and he debated whether he was going to tell her that she was about to get a shower. She ran her paw up and down more completely on his cock now and the length was pleasantly slicked up with her saliva and his pre. "I think I'll save that for the second date however. You are going to take me out to dinner, aren't you? I mean, we've hit it off so well, and I think one good turn," she accentuated this with a twist of her paw as she brought it from the head back down to the base, "deserves another, yes?"
The dirty and tricky work she was doing with her paw combined with a slight inclination towards something more than a one-night stand thoroughly excited Ikarus. He looked down at her with his pale green eyes and spoke softly, "That does sound rather wonderful." She grinned up again, glad that she clearly had his interest and attention, "Excellent. We'll have to work on that after we get you finished here. Gosh, my hare, you've given me more pre-cum than some boys cum. All of your boy bits normal, mmm?" She took him back into her throat again and swallowed another tablespoon of pre after swishing it a little in her mouth and looked at him for a nod. He nodded and smiled, his eyes sliding shut as the final approach to climax was upon him. In a way, he wished he'd worked on her first so he wouldn't feel quite as bad, but he did buy the drinks earlier and now she was going to get it. Every last drop of it.
He groaned deeply and tried to hold it in as long as he could, wanting it to last. It was not to be however as his orgasm began a moment after that. The pre had been flowing well enough that she thought he just had a pressurized bit of that that had built up when he had started to come. The first shot was rather small for him, because he'd held it in too much, clenching muscles to try to prevent the orgasm, which is why she thought of this. After he'd relaxed everything though, a shot turned into a stream. The second and third shots were almost a second in duration each, hitting the back of her throat with decent pressure and causing her to make a coughing sound, but she swallowed it. She slapped him on the ass and moaned deeply wanting him to keep going. He laughed slightly to himself at this, not expecting it. She still had him in her throat and he decided that he'd not hold it back anymore and let himself be swamped by the climax. The next few shots were thicker, heavier, and much more voluminous.
Abby's eyes went wide and she looked up at Ikarus' face, noticing he was enjoying it, but she couldn't contain her surprise. This hare had already cum more than that zebra, she was certain of it. And there was yet more. Maybe all this cum was explained by how much water he drank in the bar. He'd must have drank two gallons and yet didn't have to go to the bathroom. And he tipped the barkeeper heavily for constantly refilling his mug of water as often as he did his mug of beer. After a few more of these shots during her reflection, Ikarus was no longer giving her simple shots and volleys, but streams. He had his paw still on the back of her head, buried in her medium length-fur and holding her to him while he came. Three seconds of cum, she barely swallowed it. Four seconds of cum, she gulped it down and it hurt the way it would if she'd been chugging a beer incorrectly. Her surprise was starting to turn to horror as the next stream kept going well past five seconds.
The cum filled Abby's muzzle and flowed out around it, down the sides and onto her cheeks and chin. Ikarus' chest burned with the heaving breaths he took as he came, but he didn't get loud with any kind of groaning or yelling in an attempt to be courteous to his neighbors. He came harder still, but by now she'd pulled off him and was choking on some cum that was stuck in her throat. She gave two heavy, wet coughs as she managed to finally swallow the cum. She looked up just as he'd taken hold of his cock and aimed it more at her. He pumped it in long, firm strokes and as he did he opened his eyes and watched her. Her mouth was firmly shut, her lips thin, and her eyes squinted tightly closed. It was a look Ikarus had seen before and he frowned.
Abby couldn't believe what was happening. This was some kind of joke, right? He clearly had a hidden pump set up and was shooting milk on her. It was a dream, a fantasy gone horribly wrong. But as she took a breath through her nose, the smell of sex was strong in the room, his musk, while not unpleasant at all, was too much to bear as it infused his semen. He continued the long, heavy strokes and shot rivers of cum at her face, aimed lower at her bared breasts. Her nipples were in the open at first, but quickly covered in the thick spunk. He aimed lower still and drenched her abdomen with the nearly continuous stream he'd had since she'd pulled her muzzle off of his shaft.
She'd quickly gotten over her shock and horror and ripped both of the towels hanging up on his closet down and wiped some of the cum off of herself. The heavy rabbit semen hit the tiled floor with a splash all on its own and joined with a large puddle of cum he'd missed her head with after she'd released him from her muzzle. Abby grabbed her clothes and the towels and clutched them to herself and ran for the door.
As she opened it he panted a few words out, "Still want to get dinner?" He was still cumming as he watched her, but by now he'd somehow acquired a bucket that was under his desk and was blowing his insane load into it to keep from making a mess of the floor.
She growled deeply at him, "Not on your life, Ikarus. This is a sick joke and I don't appreciate it. You are a fucking freak. There's no way any of that's real and I can't believe you did this. I thought we had something special!!!" She screamed it and dashed out of his room, down the hall and ran for the stairwell, intent on getting to the sixth floor of the building, an all girls' floor, to get to their showers and wash herself and leave the nightmare hare behind for good. She was intent on hitting up another friend, but not for any kind of booty call, just to drink a gallon of wine and try to black her brain out, to forget that this insanity had happened.
Ikarus finished cumming into the bucket and watched as he barely slopped some over the rim of the three-gallon vessel. He panted heavily and watched the white, contained ocean of jizz slosh back and forth a little. He fell back against the wall again and slid down it, his size fifteen foot bumped into the bucket and spilled a little more. He'd clean it later. For now, he lamented gently the fact that there didn't seem to be a girl out there that wanted to take what he had to give and enjoy it. Ikarus felt doomed to a life of one-night stands.