One way ticket to Nobodysville
Story for a good friend, Nobodysville the alley cat.
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"So, what do you want to do, kiddo?" The black and red tabby chuckled darkly, eying the younger hare next to him. He was wearing a tartan kilt, complete with sporran. This was contrasted by the black shirt stretched across his torso, with the words "Christ Analogue" written in a jagged font in white.
The hare was white of fur and black of hair, dressed in some cargo pants and a loose jacket not buttoned up in front, and was presently messing with his computer, getting his music program up. He put it on shuffle, play all, and then turned back to the feline, "I dunno. I was thinking we could just talk, or snuggle... or something..." He blushed.
The scruffy cat laughed and reached a paw to muss the hare's hair, as he found himself listening to one of the songs he had sent the bunny online. He nodded his approval, "Good bunny."
It was the first time he was getting to hang out with the older feline offline by himself since he had met him weeks before through his good friend and brother in arms Jizzal. He was a little nervous, but optimistic about the afternoon ahead.
"So, Trissie... Since you've yet to offer a topic for talking, I suggest we skip forward to the snuggling." The feline grinned broadly, and tugged the lepine to him, "As thus."
Tris blushed deeply, before he gradually relaxed, starting to nuzzle softly at the chest and neck of the cat, "Sorry NV... lost in thought..."
NV smirked wryly, "Well let me find you, shall I?" Before the hare could react he had planted a kiss on the bunny's pouty lips, holding it as firmly as he held the hare in his arms, or rather arm as his other had slipped to start working at the bunny's pants, undoing them.
Just then, the industrial scream filled rock gave way to something lighter. Much lighter. Jarringly lighter.
The theme from the My Little Ponys cartoon.
NV was noticeably distracted by this change in tone, letting the kiss break, as he looked to the screen of the bunny's laptop, as if to make sure his ears were working right.
Tristan was mortified, reaching to press the next button. Ducktails. He pushed it again. Strawberry Shortcake. Again: Rainbow Brite. He whimpered pressing next three more times, before he closed his laptop, causing the cheerful opening theme to Gummi Bears to stop abruptly.
NV found the hare pulling from his embrace and shoving his blushing red face into a throw pillow on the end of the couch with a whimper, turned away from the feline. He sighed and gently reached over, turning the hare onto his back with some deft work of his paws, "You're too sweet sometimes, Tris, but I like it."
The hare murmured at the words, and opened his eyes, looking to the older feline. He gasped as he saw that NV had spread his legs, and was working on his pants again! He got it all undone and tugged the garment away, along with his underwear, leaving the bunny's bare rump in the cat's now knelt lap and his crotch fully exposed. He wiggled weakly, before NV grinned, hefting his hips up with his arms around his thighs.
"I think it's time we move to the 'Or something' part of the agenda, Sugar." NV winked playfully, before he started to lick tenderly at the sheath of the hare he had caught so deftly. At the feeling of the sandpapery tongue, the sheath started to disgorge its contents, the hare's black fleshed shaft, swelling outward. NV rumbled, and licked down over the bunny's sac some as he waited for the shaft to get fully hard, giving one of the nuts a good suckle, before he saw that the shaft was ready. He altered his grip, one arm now around the bunny's waist as he licked over the throbbing member slowly.
Tris writhed at the sensations, blushing deeply still as he was so easily manipulated just how the elder feline wanted. He panted softly, too weak to even push his torso up onto his elbows, especially with the lack of leverage his hip's position gave him. He groaned, then gave up on trying to move when he felt that warm muzzle that had been teasing him envelop his member, the feline's purr vibrating his shaft...
NV suckled happily over the younger bunny's shaft, while his free paw reached to scoot his sporran to the side. With that achieved, he hiked up the front of his kilt to start pawing at his own arousal, his purr getting deeper and stronger. He bobbed his head, and suckled more and more, before he grinned around the base of the bunny's shaft, and, knowing he was flexible enough to pull it off, started to lower the hare's hips down towards where his shaft was being stroked, kept nice and hard.
Tris didn't notice what was happening until something very warm and slightly wet pushed against his rump. He opened his eyes, blushing, and looked up along his torso towards the feline where he was suckling. He gasped as NV suckled even harder for a moment, teasingly pressing his sharp teeth against his flesh without pain or harm, before winking to the bunny.
While the hare was distracted, he dropped his hips, keeping at the base of the shaft with skillful work and feline flexibility while the weight of the soft gropable rump split it open on his throbbing spire. He purred happily, and started to use his paws to move the hare's hips up and down, keeping his own hips and muzzle in the same place, effectively thrusting and bobbing his head at the same time.
The hare whimpered with passion as the motion started, feeling his internal and external pleasure centers getting stimulated at the same time, a rare enough feeling for the bunny, but by the same person, and not just by a reach around. He whiiined softly, and grunted, his sac pulling close to his body as he reached his edge.
The throbbing in his muzzle and the sound of the hare's gasping for breath told NV all he needed to know, as he suddenly hilted and deep throated at the same time, letting his throat massage and tug at the head and some of the shaft of the bunny's hardness. A moment later he was rewarded with the feeling of thick hot seed gushing down his throat, warming his insides. He pulled away so that it would fill his mouth and he would have to manually swallow it, relishing in its flavor with happy purrs. Finally he tugged his head off the shaft, letting one last spurt get him across the muzzle, before he sat up, rumbling happily and licking his chops, "Ooohh... even your cream is sweet, Sugar..."
Tristan panted softly, blushing as he started to fall into afterglow, looking up to the feline weakly. He thinks his mind was just blown, but he didn't think he could think straight enough to be sure.
NV gathered the dribbles from the end of Tris' orgasm on one paw, then cleaned his paw in a very feline manner, before using it to gather the seed from his muzzle fur where his tongue couldn't reach, and repeated the process, grinning the whole time. When he was done he reached and grasped the bunny's arms, gently pulling him upright, "Now that the cat has got his cream, its time for the bunny's treat..."
Tristan murmured softly as he was pulled more and more upright, blushing still as he found himself pulled close, torso to torso, before he felt the hips below him start to move and grind again. Tris realized in an instant that NV had indeed not gotten off when he did.
The cat grinned and licked at the bunny's cheek and forehead softly, even as he started to thrust, the tight rump of the bunny having brought him a good part of the way already, just having to make the home stretch. He grinned, and leaned his muzzle close to one of Tris' ears, nibbling the lobe softly and whispering, "Guess what happened to me on the way here, kiddo..."
Tris panted softly as he was bounced by the thrusts below him, starting to feel his lepine endurance allowing him to grow aroused again just from the feeling. He murmured, slumping further into NV's grasp as the feline took advantage of one of the pleasure points not located around his hips to make him melt, "W-What...?" he barely managed more than a breathy vocalization of the question.
The feline, never missing a beat, or a thrust, purred and cooed into that ear as he spoke, "I saw this cute little mouse on my way, not as cute as you, of course, and I told him I'd give him fifty bucks if he gave me a good old-fashioned suckjob in the alley. He said yes, of course, but I'm afraid I was the one who did the sucking..."
The hare blinked blearily, eyes mostly lidded still as he listened, a little confused, but still fully aroused. He panted softly as NV continued.
"He squirmed so very nicely on his way down my shaft, making such adorable bulges and muffled noises as I stuffed him into my sac." The feline thrusted harder, not waiting for his words to sink in, "It was hard, but I held off the urge to splatter him all over the alley... for you..."
Tristan's eyes widened. That stuff wasn't real, was it? He knew he played it online, and he had before with NV over the internet, but he never thought it could be real. He panted, in his lustful state this idea only driving him closer to his second peak.
NV rumbled, "He's your treat, Sugar... he's nothing but a gallon or so of hot kitty semen, ready to fill you up..." The feline bucked harder, feeling the hot, swollen nuts in his carefully hidden sac contract in preparation. "Ready to make you mine..."
The hare blushed as another of his fetishes from online came up. NV knew how much he liked being verbally claimed by whoever was domming him, and he writhed with bliss in the strong arms, eyes shut. He felt something warm and smelling a bit like cum near his face, and when he opened his eyes, he only had a moment to register the kitty maw gaping in front of him before it rushed forward, enveloping his head in warmth. He felt that rough tongue caressing his whole face at once, before he was pressed back deeper!
The cat purred happily, and hilted one last time, before he started to unload his cock's last meal into the hot insides of the bunny he had caught, all while stretching his maw out and over Tris' shoulders, pinning his arms to his sides. Once his obstacle was passed, he started to work his maw down the bunny's chest, feeling the head of his sweet prey start to bulge out his neck, reaching one paw to stroke the shape of the cute face he felt there, purring deeper.
Tristan writhed weakly as on one end he felt a gushing, powerful flow into his bowels, starting to make him feel bloated rapidly. He didn't realize that soon his belly would start to deflect, then dome out with the sheer volume of seed being pumped into him. He could only think about the peristaltic ripples of the throat around his head and shoulders as he felt his chest being licked over by the rough tongue. He gasped and writhed as his nipples were each given a few teasing licks.
The feline perked, then grinned as he reached the growing dome of the bunny's belly, starting to lick over it as he stretched his jaws further and further, eyes shut as he savored the feelings of feeding on such a sweet bunny, sending him to join his equally tasty load, and releasing the pressure of a full furre's worth of seed in his nuts, thinking it was the longest he had held onto the full load after a good cock meal in a while. He felt the bunny's navel cross his lower lip, and rumbled. Sure that his unloading was trickling to a halt, the feline grasped the hare's rump, giving a teasing squeeze and grope, before pulling himself upright and the hare's hips and legs upward. Pressured spooge spurted about, but most of it remained in the hare, even as the gut it was contained in was squeezed.
Tris meeped muffledly as his body's orientation inverted as his rump was vacated, letting him know pretty clearly what was going on! He wiggled weakly, but his attempt at a struggle was halted by that rough tongue once again on his hard shaft. He felt the uncontrollable urge to belch, tasting cum on his breath, before it came again, this time a bit of that cum coming out his muzzle, blushing deeply. He moaned weakly as another gulp took him deeper, his sac now in reach of the tongue, which teased it mercilessly. He felt his muzzle getting pressed to a tight ring, and it halted his progress for a moment or two, before another strong gulp and push worked his muzzle through. He inhaled, and found his lungs filled with hotter, more acrid air. He realized that he was starting into the feline's stomach!
NV rumbled, and when he could, his tongue went straight to his catch's well used tailhole, licking over it softly and cleaning it of some of the backsplash of seed that had occurred when he pulled out. He gulped again, and the bunny's rump was fully in his muzzle. He used his paws to raise the bunny's thighs up over him, feeling his shirt getting pushed up as his belly swelled out, the hare starting to be forced to curl up within. He purred happily as he did this, moving rapidly up the strong lepine legs now that the widest part of the bunny's body was well on its way down.
Tristan whimpered as he started to curl around, blushing deeply as he felt himself getting very close to his peak again from the motions of the throat all around his rump and shaft, even as he was getting coated in his own seed from the stomach's massaging motions around him. He wiggled his feet as he felt the warmth of NV's body reaching his ankles, and reached around his swollen gut to start jerking at his cock, the ache too much for him to leave alone any longer.
The feline smiled around the bunny's ankles, reaching up to press the big bunny footpaws into his maw, until just the big bunny toes were outside, then he used his tongue to draw them in past his lips, his teeth clinking shut for the first time in what had to be at least five minutes. He perked, eyes opening as he heard a cry from inside him, and something hot and wet hitting an inner wall. He slowly grinned as he realized what happened, and made the final gulp, pulling those legs all the way down and letting his belly gently reposition the bunny, folding the legs against him. He looked down at the bunny shaped bulge in his gut, and started to rub it happily, a broad grin across his mug as he kneaded over the shapes that moved softly below his surface.
The bunny murmured in afterglow as he felt the kneading start, blushing and wiggling a little, the feeling inside exactly as NV had always described to him in their chats online. The hare nuzzled softly at one of the places he felt kneading coming from, and felt tender strokes across his face in return. He blushed deeper, even though he couldn't be seen, and relaxed.
NV rubbed the shape of the bunny's face as he nuzzled outward, smiling broadly, and as the hare relaxed he thought aloud, "You even make adorable bulges, kiddo..." He let out a wet belch, getting a delightful cocktail of bunny seed, mousey cat seed, and bunny pelt across his tongue. He licked his lips with a happy purr and laid down across the couch, rubbing over his tummy, just bathing in the feeling of having another person inside him, the person in question making it all the better. He yawned, smacking his jaws a little. "Mmm... I'm gonna take a nap, Trissie... You should too..."
Tristan felt the cat lay down, and the rubbing continue after that belch, and felt quite sleepy. Not only had he just gotten off twice, but he was full with a rich meal and it was warm all around him. He nodded at NV's words and closed his eyes, not that it really mattered that deep in someone's body, and started to softly churr as he drifted off.
The last thing he heard before sleep claimed him was NV doing the same, "You're all mine, sugar... all mine..." Before they were both asleep, as close as two furres could be together.
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