FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

I don't care if it's cliche, I love me some foxes- and, y'know. Rabbits. So I mixed the two of them together for a fun little public romp. Enjoy.

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Todd dragged his finger back and forth across the screen of his iPhone, flipping through his friend's posts on Facebook. If he was caught his manager would write him up in a heartbeat, but it was hard to give a shit anymore. Zoning out on his phone was the only thing that made the job bearable when things were slow.

Todd huffed, his feathered black bangs fluttering in his breath. The guy always droned on and on about customer service and how the customer should always come first, but most of the customers were the worst kind of assholes.

"Hey. Working hard, or hardly working?"

Fucking hell.

How many times had he heard that stupid joke? He cringed, put on his best fake smile, and looked up from his phone screen. "I'm sorry sir," he said through his teeth, "how may I-"

He paused. Where he expected to see a head he saw a white t-shirt two sizes too small stretched across a wide, solid chest. It fit like a leather glove on a clenched fist.

After taking a moment to pick his jaw up off the floor, he tilted his head back and locked eyes with the rabbit looking down at him. He was older than Todd, but not by much. The hard lines of his jaw and cheeks were unwrinkled by time and worry. His hair matched his fur; short, and inky black.

He smiled a buck-toothed smile, his stark white teeth shining like a beacon amongst all the dark on his face. "I was wondering if you could help me out."

Damn right I can whispered his inner deviant. There was a faint surge of heat in his chest, a hot, hormonal energy that made his body tighten up as his eyes roamed over the stranger's taut upper body. Todd was a sucker for a big, strong chest. The feeling of being crushed into some guy's pecs as they fucked him senseless was nothing short of heaven.

"Yeah," he murmured dreamily. "I mean, yes sir. What can I do for you?"

He braced one beefy arm on the counter and it rippled to life as he put his weight into it, his bicep bulging beneath a thin cotton sleeve. "I was looking for some jeans, but I didn't see any in my size." He reached out and ran his fingers down the leg of some jeans Todd hadn't yet bothered to fold. "Maybe you got something back there that I could try on?"

Was he... Todd killed the thought before it finished. It didn't matter if he was flirting. The last thing he wanted to do was risk outing himself at work. In a small hick town, it would lead to problems he didn't need.

"Hold on a sec," Todd said. He stuffed his phone into his khakis, stood up straight, and ran his fingers through the piles of clothes he had on his desk. It took a few beats before he realized the rabbit hadn't told him his size, or what kind clothes he wanted.

Fucking damn it. Way to look like an idiot.

"What were you looking for?" Todd blurted out. He kept sorting through the clothes without looking up, doing his very best to ignore the hot blush he felt welling up on his cheeks.

"Button fly jeans, dark blue or black. I'd like a size thirty-six, but I wouldn't mind something a little smaller." He paused, then added, "I like'm a little tight."

The way he put breathy emphasis on the word 'tight' that made Todd's ears twitch and his cock stir. If the customer wasn't flirting with him, then his brain was playing some awful kind of joke on him.

Was it possible to hallucinate flirting, like a sex mirage?

"I think I have... Uh." He thumbed through a few of the pants, checking the flies with his fingers while the rabbit watched. There was exactly one pair in that size on his counter, but the legs were too short for a bunny. Todd picked out a few thirty-fives and thirty-fours in black and blue, folded them up, and placed them in front of the buck.

"I'll be happy to look for more while you try those on," Todd chimed, praying he didn't look as nervous and silly as he felt.

"Thanks," he said, his voice deep and low, like distant rumbling thunder. His eyes stayed on Todd a moment longer, then he picked up his denim and brushed past the fox's counter.

Todd turned his head so he could peek at the departing bunny through a black bang. His lower body was just as built as the rest of him, if not more so. Long, strong legs gave him the kind of ass most men would kill for; firm and round like an apple, and just as juicy. The upturned spade of his rabbit tail was just a bonus.

He didn't think much of anything until the rabbit shut the door behind him.

Todd let go of the breath he'd been holding and reached down to tweak the painful bulge that had developed in the front of his khakis. As soon as the rabbit was gone he'd be able to sneak off to the employee bathroom to take care of things, but until then, he was stuck with a big fat fox boner standing proud for all to see.

He turned back around and hid his shame beneath the counter. Walking around with a boner in a bar was a way to get some tail in a real hurry. Walking around with one at work just made everything awkward for everyone.

With nothing to distract him, his mind wandered right where he didn't want it to. His mind's eye painted a picture of the buck stripping down to his underwear, boxers, Todd had decided, stylish and dark with a nice lump of meat in the center. One paw strayed beneath the counter and he found himself grinding his palm into the side of his dick through his pants, his fingers playing at his balls.

The metallic snap of the fitting room door opening made him jerk his hand away. A pair of heavy boots scuffed the thin carpet and stopped just outside the booth. "S'cuse me," the customer called. "Could you tell me what'cha think of these?"

Todd began to turn around, then thought better of it. Waving his boner at the rabbit was a more honest opinion than he was willing to give.

"Certainly sir," he said. He bit his lip to steel himself, then twisted around for an over the shoulder look.

Todd had been wrong about the boxers.

The rabbit had crammed himself into the size thirty-fours and walked out with the button fly half undone. The new denim squeezed his big meaty package up and out, putting it on display, making it appear even larger than it was. The wide trunk which formed the base of his black shaft was damn near falling out of his pants.

Some faraway voice in his head said customers aren't allowed to try on clothes without underwear, but Todd was too busy trying to keep the drool in his mouth to care about that.

"You like'm?" The buck took two steps forward. The movement of his thighs made his basket bounce in a slow, tantalizing way.

"Fuck yeah I do," Todd whimpered, twisting around for a better look. The stranger's eyes took note of the lump in Todd's pants right from the get go, making his smug smirk grow larger still.

"You're cute," He whispered as he walked right up to Todd. There was no screwing around with him, he reached right out and grabbed the fox's goodies with a grip that made him weak in the knees. His dick throbbed in the stranger's grasp, swelling up eagerly as Todd ground his hips into it. "I love the way a fox looks when they're all hot and horny, their faces all red and white and orange..."

From out on the sales floor it must have looked like just another conversation, but beneath the counter, the rabbit's fingers picked and played with his fly until his khakis sagged open. If he wasn't wearing a belt, they'd have slid off his slim hips and straight to the floor. "Sir," he protested, even as the rabbit's fingers wormed into the opening on the front of his briefs. "Sir, I- We shouldn't-"

His protests vanished under a hot huff of air as the rabbit's fingers worked his hard cock out into the open air and crushed it in his palm. "Auf!" He gasped, much to the rabbit's delight. The grinning buck stared him down while his paw torqued his meat right down to the fleshy base.

"You're blushing," he whispered, his tongue following his words into the fox's ear.

No shit were the first words that came to mind, but it seemed like a less than grateful answer. Should he have been thankful? Would the rabbit stop jerking his dick and demand to see his manager?

Todd forced his mind to focus instead of spinning off into a series of inane thoughts, not that it was easy with his heart beating and his hips rocking into the wonderfully slow pump of the buck's strong paw.

"I'm not used to-" Todd paused and looked up at his grinning face, his ears out, his face glowing red. "I'm-not-used-to-having-my-dick-out-in-public!"

"Are you sure you're a fox?"

Ugh, stereotypes! He swatted the rabbit's chest with an open paw and was rewarded with a resounding thump as if he'd slapped a barrel full of muscle. The spike of anger disappeared as his fingertips explored the round swells of muscle that lurked beneath his stretched shirt. He could already see himself peeling that shirt off the man's body and exploring it with his teeth, his lips and tongue...

It was hard to be righteous and indignant when a handsome man had you by the dick.

Todd cast a nervous glance over his shoulder at the sales floor behind him. He couldn't shake the sensation that he was being watched. He couldn't see anyone in the aisles, or lurking behind the racks... but that didn't mean they weren't there.

The stranger's paw began to knead the fleshy knob at his base, teasing the fox's growing knot on both sides at the same time. Todd fumbled for the counter top and braced himself on it, choking down a gasping moan.

"I don't even know your name," Todd whimpered.

"It's Terry," he whispered back. "And I'll stop if you tell me to."

"Terry?" Not the name he would have guessed, all things considered. "Terry, look, I really really want to do this, but..."

Terry arched an eyebrow and locked eyes with the fox. His left hand slid across Todd's hip and urged him back until his rump was flush with the counter behind him.

"I really don't wanna get fired today," he continued.

Terry took a half step back and sank down to his knees, coming to a rest with his boxy black muzzle just a few short inches from the tip of Todd's cock. He tried to blurt out one last, meek protest, then clamped his muzzle shut to hold in a pained groan as a mouth, warm and wet and hungry, fell around his shaft and sucked down inch after inch.

His paws locked down on the counter, claws rasping on the cheap plastic laminate as he struggled to stay silent. Yips and happy little barks kept pushing at the back of his throat as he rocked into Terry's mouth. One little slip of the tongue might be all it took to get them both caught.

"You've got a nice dick," Terry said as it fell from his mouth with a slurp. He admired the wet length of throbbing fox cock, pumping it, making it bounce up and down. "Long and slender. I like'm like that, they're real fun to suck."

Todd spread his legs a little wider and slid his black fingers through the rabbit's hair. It was short enough that it was bristly and stiff, but long enough to grab a good handful. "Keep sucking," he growled, urging the rabbit's head back at his meat. He'd meant it as a command, but it came out as a plea.

Terry turned his head and bent in, Todd's cock riding up on his cheek. He kissed his way down the bottom of Todd's leaky prick and pressed his hot lips onto that spot between his meat and the soft, leathery skin of his white-furred sack. He plucked at it with feather light bites and quick swipes with the tip of his tongue while his thumb made slow circles around the tip of his dripping tool.

"Todd?" The squawk of the walkie talky on his desk sent a bolt of panic through him. Oh, fuck! His manager! He tried to spin around and would have fallen over if Terry hadn't grabbed his hip with his other paw and pressed him back against the desk.

Terry rolled his eyes at Todd and leaned back until the tip of Todd's cock was resting on his chin. "Ignore him."

Todd fumbled for the walkie talky, nearly dropping it on the floor, and brought it up to his ear. He locked eyes with the rabbit at his feet and glared at him. The rabbit regarded him with bemused indifference, as if to say 'Fine, go ahead'.

He took a breath, closed his eyes, then squeezed the button on the side. "Yes, sir? Sorry, I was busy with a custo-" The last half of the word came out as a choked murr of approval as Terry's muzzle swallowed him right down to the balls in one smooth gulp. He dug his nails into Terry's scalp and yanked his head into his hips, choking down a series of swears that would make a sailor blush.

"Todd? Todd! Shelley needs to leave early, and-" He dropped the device and grabbed Terry's head in both paws, his thumbs and forefingers locked around the rabbit's long ears like a set of handles.

Todd growled, his voice raspy with anger and lust. "You tried to make me moan, didn't you?"

Terry smirked around the dick bobbing in and out of his lips, a little drool running down the corner of his mouth.

"You dirty fuck." He yanked on Terry's ears and leaned in on the balls of his feet, pushing into the rabbit's mouth until his nose was scrunched up against Todd's pelvis. His big paws latched onto Todd's hips, his thumbs tucked into his belt loops. He held the fox at the apex of his thrust as his head worked back and forth, his throat rippling, swallowing around his shaft.

His knot swelled up faster than it ever had before, filling the rabbit's muzzle with a hard knob of engorged fox meat. Terry didn't back off, not even as it forced his mouth to stretch open. It was more the sight than the feeling of Terry's suckling cheeks ballooning out around it which sent Todd careening over the edge.

"Swallow," he pleaded as his balls grew tight. "Swallow it!"

Todd's body jerked in the rabbit's paws and went stiff as the first flare of white-hot orgasmic energy arced from his dick to his brain. He drew in one short, sharp breath then let it out with a shudder as his cum poured down into Terry's throat. Terry drank it all down as Todd swallowed his moans, his screams, and his adulation for horny bucks with oral fixations.

"You should see your face when you come," Terry whispered with a huff as he spit Todd's softening cock from his mouth.

Todd looked down at the swollen lump of flesh pressing against Terry's half-closed button fly. It was big and black and Todd wanted nothing more than to wrap his paws around it. "I'd rather see your's," he breathed back, rubbing the ears he still clutched in his paws.

Terry grinned at him and stood up, grabbing Todd's paw. His fingers were still damp with spit and other things. "Come on."

He dragged Todd down the short hallway of fitting rooms that was behind the counter. They were all empty and open, save for the one with Terry's pants in it. He led Todd into the tiny little room and pulled the slated door shut behind them, locking it with a soft metallic click.

"I want to see you, all of you," Terry murmured as he urged Todd back against the paper-thin drywall. His paws yanked the fox's shirt out of his khakis went under it. Paws went up and down his trim stomach as Terry's lips and teeth went to work on the side of Todd's neck. He twisted his head around and watched in the full-length mirror as Terry gradually coaxed his shirt up and over his head, baring the orange and whites of his lean torso.

The time for thoughts like I shouldn't be doing this was long gone.

Todd grabbed Terry by the front of his pants and pulled, forcing the denim to stretch. He reached down and picked his fly open button by button. Each soft pop made Terry's jeans sag a bit more, revealing the veiny black monster that lurked within.

Todd's khakis hit the floor at around the same time as Terry's jeans fell open around his thighs, but there was no way they were coming off without a little help. Todd sat down on the little corner bench, wearing nothing more than a pair of lime green briefs. His softening cock had already gone rock hard again and was standing proud from the hole cut in the center.

"Get rid of the underwear," Terry groaned. He reached down for Todd's waist, but the fox shoved him back by the hips.

"Wait," he ordered. The rabbit had fucked with him- now it was his turn.

He grabbed the rabbit's pants and tugged them down, using the flaps at the front for leverage. It was much easier to get them off once they cleared the middle of his round, athletic thighs. The second his cock was free it shot up like a rocket, hanging full and thick. It drooped beneath its own weight, the round head dripping with excitement.

"Nice," Todd murmured. He ran his black fingers down across Terry's equally black erection, his fingertips tracing a particularly large vein that zig-zagged its way down the top. "I didn't know they made rabbits this big."

Terry flicked a bang away from Todd's eyes and plowed his fingers through his hair, claws dragging on his scalp. "Yeah? Well, I'm surprised to meet a fox that could go this long without getting my dick in his mouth."

Todd snorted and smiled, hefting Terry's fat shaft up in both his paws. He gave it a squeeze and was rewarded with a grunt and a translucent white bead that dribbled down his length. "Why start there," Todd whispered, leaning in. His breath tickled Terry's thighs as his muzzle dipped between them, his coal black nose hovering less than an inch from his sweet sack.

"I love a fat set of nuts," he murmured, his tongue chasing his words past his lips. It dragged across the right, then the left, bathing them with long, slow strokes. They weighed heavy on his tongue, pushing down on it as it lifted them up. They were gamy and a little slick with sweat, just the way he liked them.

"You'll love them even more when I empty'm inside of you."

"In my mouth?" He nipped the soft flesh of Terry's sack. The rabbit shivered.

"In your ass," Terry groaned back.

For the second time, he pictured himself crushed up into the rabbit's chest, breathing in his scent as Terry fucked him raw. Fantasy was tantalizingly close to becoming a reality, but the rabbit was one big buck. He'd have to be careful... and thorough.

"I'd better get you ready," Todd murred. He wrapped his paws around Terry's meat, his fingers poring up and down across hot, dark skin. It throbbed with Terry's heartbeat, so thick and full it looked ready to burst- and he hadn't even licked it yet.

He could have stayed where he was, sitting on the chair built into the corner, but he didn't want to. It just didn't feel right, didn't feel... as dirty. Todd braced his elbows on Terry's thighs and held his dick straight up as he slid down to his knees. The cheap, thin carpet bit into his knees. If anyone so much as took a passing glance at the gap between the door and the floor, they'd see more than enough to put two and two together.

"Think you can take it all?" Terry challenged, his face and ears reddened with lust.

Todd wondered if he meant under his tail or in his mouth, then laughed as quietly as he could. He tugged Terry's cock down until it was so close that his lips brushed the tip when he spoke, smearing them with pre. "I think I'd like to try."

He stared Terry dead in the eyes as he parted his lips, his breath coming out in soft, warm puffs that blew down across the rabbit's shaft. There was something beautiful and incredibly hot about the way a man's face lit up when his cock sank into a wet and willing mouth, something that Todd savored every single time. Young, old, short or long, there wasn't a man alive that didn't love the feeling of lips and tongue feasting on his prick.

Terry's eyes half closed and his heavy chest heaved, struggling to fight down the moans coming from the pit of his stomach. His face cringed when Todd's canine scraped his skin, then fell back into bliss as his cock head drilled down into the back of his throat.

Big black paws tangled up in his stylish hair, weaving it around them. The rabbit lifted one leg and planted it on the bench behind him, leaning into it as he fucked his entire shaft down into the fox's mouth.

Todd had bitten men for less, but only when he hadn't wanted it- and right now he absolutely wanted it. His cock throbbed, twitching, oozing onto the carpet as Terry ground his crotch into Todd's face. "More," Terry rasped, pulling him in until his face was so scrunched up in the rabbit's thick, dark fur that he couldn't breathe.

He was dizzy by the time Terry's paws relaxed and allowed him to draw back. Todd fell back a few short inches, his mouth still clutched around the tasty treat in his lips even as he greedily sucked down oxygen through his nose to calm the burning in his chest. Each breath was full of Terry's scent, pungently masculine and drenched with arousal.

He reached up with shaky paws and grabbed him by the balls, tossing them around in between his palms, rubbing them against one another. "Keep licking," Terry groaned as Todd's tongue bucked and rolled, the tip peeking out just past his bottom lip. The many muscles on the inside of Terry's powerful thigh brushed the side of Todd's head with each plunge into his mouth.

The hefty balls in his paws drew higher and higher as he kneaded and toyed with them. Terry was getting so close that the agony of holding in his countless moans had painted his tight face red with sweat.

He wanted to make him come, to make him pump that fat load straight down his throat. He was dead certain the rabbit would have given him his number, and after work, he could have gone over and fucked his brains out with no risk of being caught...

It would have been so much easier to do things that way. Smarter.

"Stop," Terry gasped. Lust gave way to panic and Todd hurriedly spit out his dick, glancing over his shoulder at the door. The crisp outline of the slats were clear and bright.

Terry had wanted to slow things down for a different reason.

His strong paws helped the panting fox up to his feet and held him flush with the rabbit's toned chest. His short muzzle sought and found Todd's mouth, and they kissed messily, tongues thrashing as both of them gulped in air.

"I'm going to fuck you," Terry murmured into his lips. "And when I'm done, maybe I'll drag you out, bend you over that desk, and fuck you all over again."

Something about the image of being taken hard and rough while staff and customers looked on and watched made the fox's dick tremble with excitement. He ground it hard into Terry's leg, trapping his shaft and knot between their legs. It would be a hell of a way to get fired, but collecting unemployment would have been a bitch.

"Maybe I'll fuck you," the fox countered. He reached around and grabbed the rabbit by his tail, pulling on it as he rocked his cock up and down the length of his thigh. "You got my cock all nice and wet, I bet I could get my knot down deep."

Terry's eyes glinted, his paws seizing Todd by the shoulders. "Maybe I'll let you if you can still stand when I'm done."

He twisted the fox's body around. Todd stiffened up just enough to make Terry fight him. He strong armed Todd until he was facing the wall, then shoved him forward and kicked his legs apart. Todd's tail flagged up across his back as Terry's paws sank into the waist of his bright briefs and tugged them down across his hips, just far enough that they were stretched down around his balls.

The fat, slippery head of his dick kissed his taut little foxhole and pushed straight in, stretching it painfully, blissfully wide. His body shook involuntarily, bucking against the wall. He planted his palms on it, bracing himself both to stay standing and to push Terry's big black dick into his body that much faster.

"Oh fuck," Terry groaned. His arms hooked around Todd's waist as he hunched across the vulpine's back. Todd's body fought the way it always did when someone took him fast and hard, but that only made it hurt that much better. He bit into his forearm to choke back the moans as Terry's hips slammed into his ass with a fleshy clap.

"Cute little foxes always have the best asses," he murmured into Todd's ear. "I bet you love being fucked like this."

The way he said seemed to imply Todd had a habit of dragging customers off for a quick fuck in a changing room when things got slow, as if he was that much of a slut. Then again... maybe he would have if even half of them looked as good as the rabbit did.

He opened his mouth to shoot back something catty when an all-too-familiar voice called out "Todd?"

Both of them looked over their shoulders at the door. His manager called his name again, then it trailed off into a low grumble as he stomped down the fitting room hallway.

Todd went rigid and deathly silent as his fight-or-flight instincts kicked in and the adrenaline surged into his racing heart. There was only one way out of the changing rooms; a single, narrow hallway and his manager was getting closer and closer. He wouldn't even have to open the door. All he'd have to do was glance down and see their legs together, facing the wall- that would be more than enough.

While he was doing his best to come up with an excuse, Terry had other plans.

The rabbit drew back and they gasped together as his dick fell from the fox's grasping pucker. He grabbed Todd's ass and turned him so his back was to the wall. He met Terry's eyes with a questioning, dumb-struck expression- then his jaw dropped as Terry hoisted him up in his arms, his paws pressing the back of Todd's thighs up and in on his body.

Before he'd even realized what Terry was doing the rabbit's prick was back beneath his tail and rutting him with more fervor than ever before. His legs locked around Terry's waist and once the weight was off his arms, they wrapped around the fox's body like a pair of pythons. He held Todd tight, the fox's head buried in the cleft of fur between his pecs, his arms forming a cushion between Todd's body and the wall that kept things mostly quiet.

The flimsy door rattled, held shut only by a chinchy lock. "Todd, are you in there?"

Any second now his manager was going find them out, and the only thing he could think was fuck me harder. He looped his arms around Terry's thick neck and spurred his heels into his ass, driving him deeper, faster. His entire body shook with the force of Terry's thrusts, quaking with the urge, the need for release.

Todd grit his teeth together with everything he had as his climax came rushing up and burst through him like a fireball. His legs drew in around Terry's hips and yanked him in close, his arms coiled up, and even his tail went ramrod straight. He was only dimly aware of the hot globs of fox seed spattering his stomach as he whimpered and whined into Terry's chest and drank in the scent of him.

The rabbit shoved him into the wall with such fury that he could barely breathe, leaning up on his toes as he drove himself in further than any man ever had before. Pressure and pleasure reached into places Todd didn't even know he could feel. It was almost like he was coming all over again as Terry's dick spasmed and spat, filling his ass with viscous ropes of warm, syrupy rabbit jizz.

As soon as the two of them came down from their high, they exchanged a glance, a tired, sex-addled smile, and kissed, soft and slow. His legs had already gone stiff around Terry's waist and his back was getting sore, but he was in no hurry to let the rabbit go. Todd nuzzled his neck, then looked up at him and whispered, "You were amaz-"

Both of them turned their heads at once as someone sputtered and choked. His manager was down on his hands and knees, one paw on the bottom of the door; his squashed, piggish face was positively aghast.

Todd shrugged and sighed, looking at him over Terry's broad shoulder. "Sorry sir," he panted out. "I don't think the customer came first."