The Rabbit Hole: Part Two
Okay, here's part two! Once again, this story is intended for mature audiences only. Yojimbo Longears is copyrighted to me, Zaush is copyrighted to Adam Wan, Alex is copyrighted to himself, and Greenmonkey is copyrighted to his player. Zaush, Alex, and Greenmonkey were used with their players' gracious permission. Please enjoy the story!
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Greenmonkey stared down at his sketchpad in boredom. He had to finish this commission, but the lack of enthusiasm was holding him back. Glancing down at his watch, he silently calculated the time remaining before he had to go to work. With a sigh, he flipped to the next page, a recreational drawing. A smiling bunny seated on the ground holding his knees to his chest was vaguely sketched out in pencil. Before he could touch his pencil to the paper, his phone rang.
"Hello?" Greenmonkey was hoping it wasn't Charles.
"Hey, GM, what's cracking?" It was Charles.
"I'm just getting ready for work. Are you coming early for me?" He really hoped not.
"No. Actually, I was calling to tell you that I wouldn't be able to pick you up. Amanda's car broke down, and I'm with her at the mechanic's garage right now. We probably won't get out of here soon enough to get you."
"Does Yojimbo know?" Greenmonkey asked.
"Yeah, and he worked it out. He said he was going to pick you up for work."
"On his day off? That's sweet of him." Greenmonkey wasn't sure what to think.
"Yeah, he should be there any minute." Charles said.
"What? What do you mean?"
"He didn't call you? He left, like, twenty minutes ago." Charles said something to Amanda that Greenmonkey couldn't make out. "Listen, buddy, I have to go. I'll see you at work."
"Uh, okay. Bye." Greenmonkey hung up the phone and began running around franticly.
He hastily tucked his drawing pad into a drawer and ran into his room to get his uniform. He dropped his outfit onto the couch and began to undress as he headed for the shower, but he was stopped halfway by the sound of his doorbell. He jogged over to the door and opened it with slight apprehension. It was the exact fur he was expecting to see, but the fur was dressed in the least expected manner and carried a few bottles he didn't expect to see.
"Hi, Greenmonkey! Mind if I use your shower?" Yojimbo, who wore only a grey thong with rhinestones on the back and carried shampoo and conditioner, smiled at his primate friend.
"Actually, I was just heading for the shower. I need to get cleaned up before work."
"Okay. Mind if I join you?" Yojimbo was still grinning ear to ear.
Greenmonkey wasn't sure what to say. Yojimbo was his employer, and saying no to your boss is never a good idea, even when you're not in a working situation. Also, Yojimbo was gay, which didn't matter too much since Greenmonkey was gay too. However, Yojimbo's boyfriend was also Greenmonkey's employer, and showering with your employer's lover is never a good idea. Greenmonkey decided his best option was to hope that Alex didn't find out.
"Sure, I have room." Greenmonkey sighed in resignation.
The fact that Greenmonkey didn't have room became apparent to both furs almost as soon as they got to the bathroom. Greenmonkey thought that might deter Yojimbo, but it didn't. Yojimbo stripped his thong off and stepped into the shower, turning on the water and setting it to his liking. Greenmonkey hesitated, and then decided to go along with it, stripping off his boxers and hopping in with Yojimbo. The shower went smoothly at first, Greenmonkey stayed to the back and Yojimbo moved to the front to give him some water. The monkey and the hare bumped only a few times, and Greenmonkey thought that they were doing well until Yojimbo asked him to shampoo and condition his back. He tried to rub as lightly as possible, but Yojimbo leaned back into him and repeatedly asked for him to rub harder. Greenmonkey had no choice but to listen. He had nothing to lose at this point.
Yojimbo groaned as the monkey massaged the shampoo and conditioner into his fur. When Greenmonkey patted Yojimbo's back and said he was ready, Jimbo turned to rinse his back off. Greenmonkey shifted his gaze upward to avoid looking at Yojimbo's private parts only to find himself staring right into the hare's clear pink eyes. The addition of pink created a vivid blend of color that made the blush in his green cheeks unmistakable. Greenmonkey turned around to regain his posterity, closing his eyes and breathing deep before turning back to Yojimbo. He was met with a short, tender kiss on the lips.
"You're working A-section tonight." Yojimbo said while the two furs dried off after the shower.
"Thanks." Greenmonkey was truly thankful.
A-section was the portion of the club with the most tables. That meant two things. First, it meant that he would have a lot of work to do. Second, and more importantly, it meant more tips. Greenmonkey thought hard about what was happening while he got dressed. Was it possible that Yojimbo was hitting on him? He was fairly sure that was the scenario, due to the kiss and the promise of more money and the sincerity in Jimbo's eyes. Maybe Yojimbo was picking on him. Everyone knew Jimbo was a big flirt, kissing and hugging on whoever was cute and within arm's reach. But it was always a joke, kisses accompanied by giggles.
Yojimbo was waiting by his car, a red Chevy Blazer, as Greenmonkey came bounding out of the small one bedroom apartment. The ride to the Rabbit Hole was a quiet one. Yojimbo was absorbed in his music, and Greenmonkey was lost in his thoughts. He didn't even know they had arrived at their destination until Yojimbo opened the door for him. They walked to the back entrance together, but once inside, Yojimbo rushed upstairs to his house without so much as a word to anyone else. Greenmonkey clocked in, and then helped his co-workers get the club ready.
Everyone was working that night, with the exception of Yojimbo. Alex, Yojimbo's fox boyfriend and co-owner of the club, was getting the bar ready. Jesse, a gaunt male wolf who tended the bar, was helping Alex. Amanda, a tigress, and Francis, a female cheetah, were servers like Greenmonkey, and they were getting the chairs off of the tables and setting them up. Zaush, a tall dingo with a medium build who acted as the bouncer, was by the door getting ready to do his job. Finally, there was Charles, a panther of a fairly large build. Charles looked like he would be a bouncer, but he wasn't. Charles was the DJ.
"Hey, GM!" Charles called out from the back of the club, where he was surrounded by his equipment.
"Hi!" Greenmonkey waved as soon as he put down the chair he was holding.
Many furs thought the Rabbit Hole was a gay club at first glance. It wasn't. As the sign outside clearly read, the Rabbit Hole was a club for the open-minded. It wasn't Yojimbo and Alex's fault that most of the patrons were gay. It wasn't their fault that half of the staff was gay, too. Many furs thought the entire staff was gay, which wasn't true. In fact, Amanda and Charles were a couple, as were Jesse and Francis.
At nine o'clock, the doors opened and, shortly thereafter, the patrons began to arrive. It took almost an hour before the club was full and everything was running smoothly. The lights were dim, the music was blaring, the patrons were dancing, and the dance floor was ablaze with glowsticks. At around midnight, while the club was in full swing, the door leading to the back room, as well as Yojimbo's house, opened, and the hare walked into the club.
Greenmonkey couldn't help but stare, as did all of the furs who saw Jimbo at that moment. Yojimbo was stunningly dressed in grey silk pants, a sleeveless belly shirt made of sterling silver rings, a silver bellyring, eight silver earrings in his left ear, a string-of-diamonds necklace, several silver bracelets, and assorted silver rings on his fingers. He even wore grey high heels that were tall enough to accommodate his large hare feet. Yojimbo's fur seemed glossy even in the dim light as he strutted back behind the bar to get a shot of tequila, a kiss from Alex, and a breath mint, in that order.
"I'd like a Long Island Ice Tea." the goat at table two told Greenmonkey as he passed by.
Greenmonkey nodded and smiled to the goat, then grinned wider as he passed Yojimbo, who was headed for the dance floor. The monkey looked back over his shoulder at the hare and saw his ass sway back and forth seductively. Greenmonkey fixed the drink and brought it back to the goat, and then went about his business, trying his best to ignore the dance floor and failing miserably.
Yojimbo started off slow, dancing amidst the other furs, blending in with everyone else. On one song, a jaguar danced his way over to Jimbo and began to dance with him, bumping and grinding with him, rubbing his groin all over Yojimbo's ass. On another song, a puma danced with Jimbo, but Yojimbo was doing the bumping and grinding that time. Then there was a slow song, and Yojimbo motioned Alex to come join him. The two furs danced together, holding each other close as though letting go meant certain death. Yojimbo looked over Alex's shoulder and saw Charles looking at him with a smile. Jimbo gave him a "thumbs up," and Charles caught the signal. When the slow song ended, Yojimbo and Alex kissed deeply and passionately. Then a fast paced song with an exotic beat blared from the speakers, and Yojimbo and Alex began to dance.
For Greenmonkey, it was like watching a dance scene from a movie. As other dancers began to notice the fox and the hare, they slowly moved back to give Alex and Jimbo room to move. They were good, and any who saw the display knew it. Watching them dance was like watching the sun set into the tropical Caribbean waters as the sky above slowly changed from a dazzling pink to an enchanting purple to the deepest black. Their fluid motion was a stunning display of artistic beauty that no painter could capture with even the most vibrant colors and no author could describe with even the broadest vocabulary. As the song ended, the entire dance floor, indeed the entire club, burst into applause. Alex and Yojimbo kissed again, and then Alex made his way back to the bar while Yojimbo continued dancing.
For Greenmonkey, the rest of the night was much like any other, with a single exception. Whenever he had a moment to spare, he looked out on the dance floor and watched Yojimbo dance. There was something different about the way Yojimbo danced that made him so easy to spot, but Greenmonkey couldn't put his finger on it. His body swayed and writhed and bumped and grinded just like everyone else's, but it was still different somehow. Every time Greenmonkey saw Yojimbo, there was another fur dancing with him, but there was still something out of the ordinary. It was like Yojimbo was dancing with the fur and by himself at the same time. Not to mention the fact that every flaw in a fur's motions became so obvious when he or she began dancing with Yojimbo.
The late night gave way to early morning, and the club began to empty as closing time approached. At four in the morning, Alex ushered the last patrons out and locked the door. Everyone seemed tired, but there was still a bit of work to be done. Jesse was cleaning up behind the bar, and Charles was tidying his little area. Alex disappeared into the back room, and Yojimbo went to the bathroom. As the servers wiped down the tables, Zaush meandered over to Greenmonkey.
"How's everything going?" the dingo asked the monkey.
"Great!" Greenmonkey replied, "I made a killing from tips tonight!"
"That's great to hear." Zaush said, "Listen. I noticed you watching Mr. Longears a lot tonight. If you think that was good dancing, stick around after you clock out. Yojimbo does his best dancing when he's alone...or thinks he's alone."
"Okay. I just might do that." Greenmonkey said.
Alex came out of the backroom just as Zaush went in to clock out. The fox jogged across the club over to Charles, who seemed to be waiting for him. Alex handed the panther a CD, then nodded in reply to a question from Charles that Greenmonkey couldn't hear. The fox then stretched and walked back to the back room, no doubt heading upstairs to bed. One by one, everyone went and clocked out, leaving via the back door. Everyone except Greenmonkey.
Greenmonkey was the last to clock out and, instead of leaving, he made his way back into the club and over to a booth in the corner that had a perfect view of the dance floor and was hardly noticeable in the dim light. There, he watched in awe as Yojimbo exited the bathroom stark naked with his clothes bundled up in his arms and his high heels dangling from a paw. Placing the garments and footwear on a table, Yojimbo walked over to the DJ equipment and pressed a single button. There was a period of silence, during which Jimbo walked to the middle of the dance floor. He took in a deep breath as the music began. The song that played was similar to the fast-pace song that he and Alex danced to, but it wasn't the exact same song. The music was playing, but Yojimbo didn't move.
Then a cymbal crashed, and Yojimbo leaped into action. The hare's hips swayed, his arms waved, and his legs moved in ways Greenmonkey had never imagined were possible. What he had witnessed before while the club was packed was nothing compared to this. Yojimbo would crouch with one leg stretched out to the side, and he would be so low that Greenmonkey thought it impossible for him to stand again. Then, he would leap several feet into the air from that position, twist, land, and continue dancing without missing a beat. Where the beauty of the earlier dancing was a tangible, if rare, thing, that dance was the stuff of dreams. As the song drew to a close, Yojimbo slowed and stopped, looking at the floor and facing directly at Greenmonkey.
"Did you like the show?" Yojimbo met Greenmonkey's gaze and smiled.
"I...uh...Charles...he left without me...and...I was wondering..." Greenmonkey stammered as Yojimbo walked over to him.
"You don't want to leave yet, do you?" Yojimbo asked.
The next song began, slow and steady. Yojimbo smiled and held a hand out to Greenmonkey. He hesitated a moment before taking the hare's hand and letting Jimbo lead him to the center of the dance floor. Yojimbo put his arms around Greenmonkey's waist and held the primate close to his naked body, resting his head on Greenmonkey's shoulder. Greenmonkey felt uncomfortable, but as the song wore on, he was able to relax and enjoy the experience.
"I love dancing." Yojimbo whispered into Greenmonkey's ear.
"You're very good at it." Greenmonkey replied.
"Well, getting good at it wasn't easy. It took a lot of practice. Would you like a few pointers?"
"Sure." Greenmonkey was thrilled at the thought of getting some dancing advice from someone who could dance like Yojimbo.
"Well, I think dancing is a simple truth, and like all truths, it is very hard to find. I found it one night lying in bed, naked and alone. Truth isn't some series of moves you memorize and arrange beforehand. Truth simply happens. Just like spoken truth is merely telling the story how it happened, truth in dance in merely moving how you happen. Do you understand, or am I being to philosophical?" Yojimbo lifted his head and looked into Greenmonkey's eyes.
"I sort of get what you're saying, but I don't get how it's supposed to work." Greenmonkey said.
"Here, let me show you." Yojimbo let go of Greenmonkey, stopped dancing, and began to unbutton the primate's shirt.
"What are you doing?" Greenmonkey was slightly alarmed.
"You need to get naked. I can't think of any better way to explain then to teach you the way I learned."
Greenmonkey nodded in resignation, curious as to what Yojimbo was going to do, and began to take off his clothes. Yojimbo went over to the CD player and put it on the first song again. Turning back, he found Greenmonkey naked, his clothes in a pile on the floor. Yojimbo walked over to the monkey, took his hand, and lead him over to a table.
"You have to explore the physical limits of your range of motion." Yojimbo told him. "Face the table, lean forward, and grab it."
Greenmonkey hesitated before he did so, unsure as to Yojimbo's intentions.
"Now, move your hips. Gyrate them. Push them to their limits." Yojimbo watched as Greenmonkey moved his hips in wide circles. "Come on, Greenmonkey, you can move wider than that."
Yojimbo embraced Greenmonkey from behind and held him back to chest and groin to ass. Yojimbo began to gyrate with Greenmonkey, pushing Greenmonkey into lower and wider circles.
"See! There you go!" Yojimbo praised Greenmonkey's efforts.
Greenmonkey was glad he was facing away from Yojimbo. The sight of Yojimbo's naked body, and the close contact with it, was starting to take its effect on Greenmonkey. Between his legs, his member stood erect and pointed at the ground. He began to want Yojimbo, began to long for Yojimbo's cock to fill him. After a short while, Yojimbo let go of Greenmonkey and stood. However, Greenmonkey's tail wrapped around his waist before he could back away.
"Don't go!" Greenmonkey looked over his shoulder at Yojimbo, his eyes pleading. He reached back and used a hand to pull one ass cheek away from the other, neatly exposing his asshole. "Please, fuck me."
Yojimbo smiled at the monkey. "It would be my pleasure."
Kneeling down, Yojimbo moved Greenmonkey's hand away from his ass and parted the primate's cheeks himself. He took a moment to admire the tight pink pucker in front of him before he closed his eyes and began to lick it. Greenmonkey moaned at the attention and the sensation it caused. The feeling was indescribable, and he loved it. Between every few licks, Yojimbo spit into his paw and began to rub the length of his hardening cock. When the hare deemed both his cock and Greenmonkey's tailhole slick enough, he stood and put his hands on Greenmonkey's hips. Greenmonkey tried to calm his nerves and loosen his hole as Yojimbo's cock tip rested on the entrance to his passage.
Greenmonkey gasped quietly as Yojimbo pressed forward slowly, stopping after his head was in. Yojimbo was going to wait for Greenmonkey to adjust to the intrusion before continuing, but Greenmonkey had other plans. When Yojimbo paused, Greenmonkey squeezed his eyes shut, held his breath, and slid back onto the rest of Yojimbo's pole. When he felt his sac come to rest touching Yojimbo's, he knew he was hilted, and the hardest part was over. Greenmonkey squeezed around the base of Yojimbo's cock with his ass, basking in the feeling of fullness. Slowly, the primate slid forward, almost all the way off of the hare's cock, and then back down again.
Yojimbo picked up from there with a gently thrusting rhythm, pushing his cock in all the way to the hilt, pulling it out all the way to the base of the head, and repeating. He moaned and groaned at the feeling of Greenmonkey's tight tailhole rubbing and squeezing his dick. When Yojimbo pulled back, Greenmonkey squeezed on his cock, and when Yojimbo pushed in, Greenmonkey loosened up for him. Greenmonkey moaned as he pawed off furiously. Yojimbo was breathing hard in no time, and the club was filled with the sounds of sex. Greenmonkey's moans gave way to desperate pleading.
"Fuck me, Yojimbo! Fuck me hard! Please, Yojimbo! Harder! HARDER!"
Yojimbo picked up the pace, his long, measured thrusts becoming quick wild humps. Each inward thrust was hard enough to cause Yojimbo's sac to emit an audible slap when it smacked into Greenmonkey's sac. Still, the monkey pleaded.
"Harder, Jimbo! Please! Please, Yojimbo, fuck me harder!"
Yojimbo grasped Greenmonkey's hips firmly and began to pull the monkey hard into each thrust. Greenmonkey started a groan that accented on every thrust. He was going wild with lust and loving every second of it. He felt the pressure build in his groin, and he pumped his hand faster. With a shout, he spilled his seed all over the floor and his hand. Moving his hand up to the edge of the table, he was able to hold himself more stable as Yojimbo fucked him.
It wasn't but mere moments after Greenmonkey's orgasm that Yojimbo spilled his seed deep inside Greenmonkey. The hare continued to thrust into the now exhausted monkey a few times, in order to dull his member's sensitivity, and then finally pulled out. Greenmonkey wearily stood and turned toward Yojimbo, and his breath caught. Hugging Yojimbo from behind and watching him was Alex. Greenmonkey backed up into the table and hung his head, too tired to argue anything.
"Wow. You look totally bombed. Are you going to take him home, or is he staying here for the night?" Alex looked from Greenmonkey to Yojimbo.
"I think he should stay here. I don't think he's awake enough to get dressed." Yojimbo replied.
Indeed, Greenmonkey sat down sideways in the booth, rested his head against the back, and promptly fell asleep. Yojimbo and Alex sighed.
"Isn't he a cute one?" Alex smiled at Yojimbo.
"You don't know the half of it." Yojimbo kissed Alex tenderly. "Come on, let's get him upstairs."
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I do hope you enjoyed the story! Please feel free to comment here, or send comments to [email protected] Part three is coming soon!