Double R. Hood and B.B. Wolfe: Part 1
_Story based on a picture by Lunarwolf
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2132991/
Kind of a quickie story... I don't think I've done Lunarwolf's picture justice, but it was just too good of a picture not to try. So hot! Thanks to Lunar for telling me what he was thinking of when he drew it! That helped a lot when I hammered this out. The first try wasn't so good._
Once upon a time...
R.R. Hood scowled as he leaned against the decrepit apartment building. A dozen new texts. Too many for one night, though he figured he could make at least a grand if he got to even three of them before midnight.
Hood's tight hoodie sweater pulled around his shoulders, highlighting his slim frame and strong arms. He didn't bother wearing a shirt underneath, and despite the fact the sun already set, he wore sunglasses. A gold chain with his initials hung around his neck, though the first "R" faced the wrong way. The rabbit's black and white fur was occasionally visible beneath the sweater. The hood of the sweater was pulled over, forcing his ears straight out at a ninety-degree angle.
The reason for the numerous texts stuck out the front of his pants. Obscenely big for his slim hips, his sheath stretched up past his navel. His jeans hugged it about halfway up and wrapped around his large balls even more tightly. Two belts held the pants up - one ran behind the sheath, against his lower belly, and around under his firm bubble but. The other went above his tail and hooked around at the base of his sheath, above his balls.
He let himself grin a bit as he texted a reply to an easy-to-please customer, one he knew was plenty loaded. Hood liked working it for dudes - they got off once and were finished for the night, leaving him free to make a few more bucks in another person's bed.
"Gramps - be over in half an hour with your basket of goodies," he sent, before pocketing the cell phone. The walk to Gramps's place wouldn't take long, if he took the shortcut through the park. It was night out, and he didn't like going through the park by himself, but dollar signs danced in front of his eyes. What else could a greedy, hot little bunny do?
Setting out, the only noise was the brushing of his pants legs swishing against each other. They belled out at the bottoms, over his digitrade legs. His apartment was near the park entrance and he didn't see anyone else as he quickly made his way through the silent street.
Glancing over his shoulder, Hood pulled the sweater a bit higher up on his shoulders as he walked, not suspected that someone was watching him.
From just inside the park boundary, B.B. Wolfe watched the slim little rabbit enter his domain. He knew about the rabbit. He'd heard a few stories and had no doubt this overhung bunny was the famous R.R. Hood.
The wolf's tongue flicked over his black lips as the moon shone over his silky, deep pelt, dark as the night sky. He'd thought about purchasing the bunny's services before, but here the rabbit was, strolling through the park at night. Why pay for what you can get for free?
The wolf rose to his feet, padding on all fours a bit deeper into the bushes. Wolfe's sheath was massive, stretching between his legs almost as wide as his stance. Giant balls roiled with cum. The canine was definitely experiencing blue balls, and he didn't much like it. He grinned as he caught the rabbit's scent, making sure to stay downwind of the unsuspecting buck.
Hood glanced over his shoulder. He felt eyes on him, like he did in the clubs, when all the dirty old men lined up for the chance to grab his junk. But there wasn't anyone around, and he couldn't smell anything in the air. Shrugging, Hood hunched his shoulders and walked a bit faster, making his half-exposed ass and wispy tail weave back and forth in the cool night air.
"Hey there, Hood."
The rabbit stopped, nostrils flaring. "Who's there?"
"Oh, I think you know who it is... don't you know whose park you've wandered into?"
"B.B.?"
"The one and only." The wolf's voice was a low, smooth growl.
"Just trying to get to Gramps's place," Hood said, looking around quickly, eyes wide. "Don't want no trouble."
"Gramps's place, huh? Over the hill, through the woods? Near Tenth Street?"
"Yeah... see you around, B.B."
Hood started walking again, picking up the pace a bit. Everyone knew who B.B. Wolfe was. Famous for his size and strength and complete disregard for civilized society - or at least, what was left of civilized society in the heart of the metropolis.
The rabbit's ear twitched when he thought he heard rustling up ahead of him, but he ignored it, focusing on the dimly-lit path in front of him, trying to hurry as fast as he could through the dank woods. The sky was nearly blocked out by the trees towering overhead, leaving him feeling very small and very alone.
"Should've taken the subway..." Hood muttered, paws jammed tightly into his pockets.
The bunny breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the exit of the park a few minutes later. Allowing himself to relax a bit, he slowed his pace, leaving the park with his head held high. B.B. probably just wanted to mess with me, he thought to himself. No sweat.
Gramps's place was just ahead, only a block from the park's exit. He went into the apartment building and climbed the stairs to the third floor - the elevator was out of order again. Hood knocked on the door to apartment 307 and waited.
"Come in!"
Hood turned the knob and pushed on the door, opening it onto a dark hallway. "Gramps?" he called out, taking a few steps in.
"I'm in the bedroom - leave the lights out!" he heard the voice call. Gramps sounded weird. But then, most guys did when they were going to get the opportunity to handle his package.
Hood went through the apartment. Something felt wrong... he went to the door of the bedroom and opened it slowly. A beam of moonlight fell across the bed, highlighting a figure beneath the blankets, but leaving the face in deep shadow.
"Gramps?"
Two large eyes glittered at him in the dark. "Yes, Hood?"
"Your eyes look pretty big tonight, Gramps," Hood said. He stood in the doorway nervously, definitely feeling something off.
"Just getting a better look at you, Hood," the figure on the bed whispered.
Hood saw big black-furred fingers in the moonlight.
"Big hands you got there, Gramps," he said, taking a step back.
"Just big enough to handle you though, Hood." Large white teeth flashed in the moonlight, attached to muzzle much larger than Gramps's should be.
"Pretty big teeth you got there, Gramps..." Hood took another step back, ready to bolt. His heart raced in his chest as the figure on the bed started to move, pulling the sheets back.
"All the better to tease you with, Hood," the voice whispered again. A massive, leaking sheath appeared from under the sheets, fully framed by the moonlight coming through the window in the otherwise pitch black room.
"Big dick you got there, Gramps..." Hood's teeth chattered as he started backing up further, until his shoulders hit the wall of the hallway behind him.
"All the better to fuck you with, Hood!"
Hood didn't even see the wolf coming - he just felt the rush of wind before the wolf's large paws wrapped around hi s hips, turning him around effortlessly.
"B.B.! What are you doing here!" Hood yelled, struggling to escape the wolf's powerful grasp.
Wolfe laughed as he pinned the struggling bunny against the wall, holding his shoulder with one large paw and the rabbit's hips with the other.
"Just getting my kicks, bunny boy," the wolf growled, pushing his legs forward, grinding his enormous cock against Hood's exposed ass.
"I'm... I'm not gay!" Hood shouted, continuing to struggle.
"No? You feel pretty gay to me, little bunny..." The wolf's breath floated across Hood's cheek.
Hood shuddered as he felt the wolf's paw pull his baggy pants down, until they fell around his ankles. The massive shaft soon ground against his fully exposed rump - Hood could feel thick liquid already begin to smear across his taut rump.
"Uhhh... no... no," Hood gasped. The wolf was so big! He shuddered again, almost groaning when the wolf's paw squeezed at his own oversized member, encouraging a few inches of rabbit meat out of its tight cozy.
"You definitely feel gay to me, rabbit," Wolfe growled. Using his teeth, the wolf pulled the hood of the rabbit's sweater back, exposing the other male's neck.
Wolfe's hips pushed forward as his cock grew thicker by the moment. The heavy, slick slab of wolf meat slid between Hood's rump cheeks, leaving a trail of sticky, thick pre-cum. Wolfe leaned his head down over the much smaller bunny and licked slowly across the rabbit's neck, tasting him.
"Mmm... you taste good," the wolf growled, grinning as the rabbit responded, tilting his head forward and moaning at the long lick. His sunglasses fell to the floor and cracked. B.B. shuddered as he thrust his hips forward and up, grinding the head of his cock along Hood's backside, making his sweater ride up.
Pulling the bunny away from the wall, Wolfe pushed him over, onto all fours, and straddled him from behind, on all fours himself. His massive erection lay against the bunny's backside, leaking pre-cum into the sweater. The wolf's hips moved back and forth, dragging the tip, nearly as wide as the rabbit's slim waist, down to Hood's tail before pushing it back up until his massive balls rubbed against the bunny's rump.
"How's a real big cock feel to you, bunny boy?" Wolfe growled, loving how good it felt to finally get his fuck on with the hot little rabbit.
"Ooh... oh, god... no... You... you can't..."
"Can't what?" Wolfe asked, laughing. "You're loving it more than I am..." The wolf leaned down, grinding heavily forward to punctuate his comment, grinning when the rabbit groaned luxuriously as the thick shaft split apart his ass cheeks. Hood's own thick and hard erection arched up, wider than his biceps. The tip of the cock pressed against his chest, just above his pecs. Despite being incredibly huge and thick the rabbit's incredible endowment was nothing compared to the canine's monstrously giant, deep red erection.
Feeling the rabbit was sufficiently lubed up, Wolfe backed up enough to get the point of his heavy wolf cock lined up with the rabbit's tight rump. Pushing forward slowly, B.B. groaned with pleasure as he forced himself into Hood's ass.
Hood let out a shocked moan and tightened up almost immediately. Wolfe waited, knowing the rabbit would crack eventually. The big bad canine simply had too much cock for any male he wanted to resist. To encourage the bunny along, Wolfe leaned his head down and darted his tongue along Hood's long ears.
The rabbit squirmed and moaned, relaxing as the wolf slid the tip of his tongue along the inner edges of Hood's ears. Wolfe pushed his hips forward, sliding his fat shaft deep into the bunny's body.
Wolfe let out a deep growl. He loved how tight Hood felt around his eager, pulsing cock. His knot was already forming. The rabbit was so smooth... he pumped his hips forward, burying more of his massive shaft into the pliant body beneath him, bracing his legs on the floor as he tightened his grip on the rabbit's shoulders. Hood gasped and moaned, squirming and begging for the wolf to stop, but ever word dripped with need and pleasure. It was obvious the rabbit hadn't ever been fucked so good and deep before.
Grunting loudly, the huge wolf started to fuck the rabbit heavily. His wide hips pulled back and plunged in deep, drawing that giant cock back and forth easily, spreading the rabbit's ass wide. Hood clenched tightly and let out a deep and long squeal of pleasure. Glancing at the rabbit's side, Wolfe was pleased to see the rabbit's own extra-long, large cock (relatively speaking) grinding into the wood floor, cumming waves.
"You do like getting fucked, don't you, punk?" Wolfe growled, humping forward heavily. He used his arms to pull the rabbit back against his thrusts, making his cock go deeper and deeper each time the wolf's hips slammed forward.
"Oooh... oh god, yes... yes... It's so big!" Hood moaned, head tilting back as his cock continued to shoot thick streams of bunny spunk onto the floor. His fingers curled, claws scraping over the wood, as the wolf grinned down at him.
B.B. pressed his broad barrel chest down against the rabbit's upper back and neck and, pinning the rabbit's arms against his sides, leaned down on him heavily, pushing Hood's shoulders and face into the floor.
Completely in control now, B.B. wrapped his arms around the rabbit, immobilizing him. He started to jackhammer his hips forward and back, hard and rough. His thick knot bumped up against Hood's tail hole each time, but the rabbit could hardly breathe, let alone moan with agonizing pleasure at the wolf's brutal fucking.
B.B. panted quickly, huge tongue lolling out of his muzzle. He stretched his head forward, whining with need as he shortened his thrusts even more, until his hips were nearly a blur, moving bare inches back and forth, pressure building inside him, growing more and more painful, until finally, after agonizing seconds of an incredible high, his cocktip welled up inside Hood's tight little body and exploded in a stream of high-pressure cum.
It was all too much for Hood. The rabbit started to keen, a high-pitched wail the wolf quickly cut off with a paw around the bunny's muzzle. Hood's cock throbbed and came again, the second time even harder than the first. Waves of hot bunny seed splashed against the floor, pooling around Hood's thighs.
Wolfe's cock throbbed inside the rabbit. There was no way the B.B. could fit his extra-thick knot into Hood, he knew, but he ground it up against the bunny's tail hole anyways, keeping it plugged, not letting any cum escape the rabbit's body as his blue balls drained.
Wave after wave of excruciated pleasure washed through the rabbit as Wolfe emptied himself. B.B. didn't relax his grip until he was good and finished, either, almost a full five minutes later. Five straight minutes of cum, and Hood couldn't even see straight. He felt the wolf release him, felt the massive shaft slowly pull out of his abused, used body, and saw through half-closed eyes a few bills drop onto the floor in front of his nose, in a pile of his own cum.
His ass ached and his balls hurt, they pumped out so much cum. Never had he ever been fucked so hard, so deep, so fast, so brutally... and he loved every moment. He wanted more. He tried to move, to get up and beg Wolfe to do it again, but he couldn't move or speak. His throat felt dry, his body exhausted.
"I'll be in touch, Hood," the wolf said, padding out on all fours. His fat cock hung half-out of its sheath, huge knot still mostly formed, keeping the sheath pulled back and wrinkled. Cum dripped from the tip, leaving a trail following Wolfe as he left. "Oh, and by the way," Wolfe said, poking his head back around the doorway. "Gramps'll be back in about twenty minutes. Told me he was bringing Officer Hunter with ‘im."
Hood lay there in a pool of his own cum, gasping for air. His hoodie clung to him, sticky and heavy with soaked in seed, both his own and the wolf's pungent jizz. Dragging himself up onto his feet, he unsteadily pulled on his pants, groaning as they hiked up over his aching ass and cock, squelching with the amount of cum dripping from his poor body.
Stumbling out of the apartment, down the hall, and finally into the night air, Hood headed straight to the park entrance, dazed and very confused, very horny.
B.B. watched the rabbit stumble down the path from behind the cover of bushes and trees, grinning wickedly to himself. That rabbit would be back, he was sure, and he couldn't wait to fill up the bunny's cute little muzzle next time.