White Rabbit
I wasn't expecting to do a follow up for the rather short story I'd wrote a few days ago, but at the urging of my own creativity and a few appreciative readers I decided to give it a shot. I'm fairly happy with how I write, but I know I can get better, especially with regards to the sexual part of my stories. As always, any criticism is welcome, good or bad. I won't go off and delete my scribblings like a cry baby because of a few harsh words, especially if they're deserved.
As always, don't read this if you aren't into the whole 'furry sex' dealy or of legal age for your given territory. The characters belong to me, but copyrighted names and products belong to their respective owners. Enjoy.
"Yeah, yeah ma- I know we were gonna go out tonight but one of the guys asked me to help him with his homework. What? What guy?" Eric paused, head tilting to the left. 'Sue' He thought. 'Gonna head home with the school boy slut and cum on his-' "Garry." He blurted out. "Yeah ma, he's from the team. Look- I gotta go. Yeah ma, I love you too. Bye."
A drop of water smacked him on the nose just after he stuck his phone into the kneepad pocket of his tights. The clouds that had been lurking in the distance during practice were now looming ominously above, threatening to open up at any moment. Though there were hours of sunlight left, the dark, billowing shroud above let almost none of it through. Those that hadn't felt the rain drops of the coming storm almost certainly sensed it in one way or another. It could be felt in the increasingly insistent wind or smelled in the air, he could even taste it on the tip of his tongue with every breath he took.
All in all the clouded sky was a fitting background for the turmoil he felt inside of him. In one day he'd found out his girl was a whore, how much he actually cared about her, and... That he swung both ways. He'd fucked a boy- But not just any boy, he fucked Sue. Sue, the school boy-girl, Sue, the single most flamboyant, ragingly homosexual person he'd ever laid eyes on. If he'd been caught in the act, well, Eric would have been both a laughing stock and a social pariah by the last bell. No number of beatings could have stopped those rumors from spreading, not even with an ass kicking machine.
Yet here he was, standing by the curb in his football uniform, smelling like sex, sweat and cigarette smoke waiting for Sue. Any minute now he'd be pulling up in his car to pick Eric up. He wasn't standing right out in front of the school or anything, but there were still people around him... Lots of people, getting into buses, into cars, walking out across the parking lot. The one good thing was that most of them were all focused on getting the hell away from the school, or trying to find shelter from the rainstorm barreling down on them.
In the back of his mind he couldn't help but wonder why he was willing to risk getting caught with Sue, or why he was so eager to head home with the boy. Maybe he was trying to forget what he felt when he saw his girl on her knees for another guy. Maybe he felt nothing at all, and was trying to fill the void with the first warm thing to come along. A cheery 'Honk honk' snapped him out of his mental wandering, his amber eyes focusing on the shiny blue Honda Civic that had abruptly appeared at the curbside in front of him. 'At least it's not a Prius' Eric thought.
A tinted window slid down and Sue leant over, looking way up at the black wolf. Sue had taken the time to clean himself up in the half hour they'd been apart, just after Eric's knot finally subsided, and just before school ended. He'd redone his smudged makeup, beaten his hair back to perfection, and covered his torn blouse with a long grey jacket. Still, someone with a keen sense of smell or someone that just paid attention to their surroundings could easily pick up on the scent of wolf musk and cum coming off him. No quick spritz of perfume would be enough to cover that up. Eric was just lucky that most of the sports players smelled of musk and hormones when they walked off the field- No one batted an eye at him.
"Getting in?" Eric opened the door and plopped into the passenger seat, nearly whacking his head on the side of the roof. Somewhere in the back of his head, he began to wonder once more. Did anyone see? Did anyone recognize his jersey, or Sue's car, or look over at them at just the right time to see him get in? He was tense at first, but the tinted windows and his own growing sense of... Distance from himself, of numbness, did much to still his mind. They were but one car in a procession of many, a long line of buses, vans and sedans that stretched from one end of the parking lot to the next. Even if someone saw, even if they were trying to pick them out of the crowd, it'd be tough.
Sue must have picked up on the distance in his eyes or the shuffle in his step, because he didn't try to provoke a conversation. He concentrated on the road, which was growing hard to see behind a thickening curtain of rain. It started to pour before they'd even made it out of the parking lot, sending predators and prey alike scurrying in all directions behind them. Eric's eyes focused on the wipers slapping back and fourth across the windshield, their hypnotic motion and rhythmatic sound playing the part of music to soothe his savage beast. In a few short hours he'd swung through rage, denial, sadness, lust, and... For a brief time after their bathroom tryst, peace. Satisfaction. Calm. It wasn't just the afterglow, no... Was it the warmth of Sue's body sitting back in his lap? Had it been his small, drifting paws, wandering so affectionately across his body? 'You're going with him because you want to feel that again' A voice whispered in his mind.
It was maybe a ten or fifteen minute drive through the city and into the suburbs, but Eric wasn't really paying attention to the time. It was as though the car was a little bubble, a sanctuary from time, space, and the thundering skies outside. If he'd been his normal self, he might have commented on the almost freakishly clean interior of the car, or the guard house they had to stop at before entering Sue's neighborhood. As it was, he didn't say one word as they passed row after row of ticky tackey white houses that all looked just the same. Eric was almost sad when the car turned into a driveway and pulled into a garage, the door of which was opened and closed via a clicker above Sue's visor. The end of their journey also meant the end of his mental sanctuary.
"C'mon." Sue nudged him in the short ribs, spurring Eric to climb out of the car. The garage was just as clean and tidy as the interior of Sue's car, devoid of oil stains, old fishing poles or a single pile of junk. Everything was seemingly hidden away in rows Rubbermaid boxes stacked on metal shelves, all blue, all labeled with a strip of painter's tape and a sharpie. It had the aura of a place that was never worked in, and never changed. Sue walked around the hood of the car and grabbed one of his hands, tugging him towards a door that led into the house. "Lets go before my parents get home, alright? Just because they know I'm gay doesn't mean I want them smelling me like this."
"You're gay?" Eric feebly joked, mumbling the words. Sue didn't even look back when he flipped Eric off, leading the wolf through a spacious kitchen, dining room and living room all as spotless and orderly as the garage. Aside from their scents, even the air itself was sanitized, smelling faintly of Lysol and the sickly sweet odor of chemicals imitating flowers. Up a flight of stairs they went, past a polished banister and fogged glass light fixtures. They didn't go far down the upstairs hallway before Sue shoved open a door, pulling Eric into what the wolf guessed was his bedroom. It had white walls like the rest of the house, lacking for color or decoration but for a single poster that caught the wolf's attention. Eric turned and openly stared at a large picture which consumed a long stretch of wall near Sue's bed. It bore a gruesome drawing of a pig's head in black and red, perched on the tip of a spear. Some form of solid black flowers and vines sprouted from it's brow and ears.
"What the fuck?" Those were the only words he could think of. In the pristine suburban home, with it's vacuumed floors and spotless interior, the last thing he expected to find was a gigantic, gory picture. If the wolf even dreamt of putting such a thing up in his room, his parents would have him to the shrink faster than you could say 'Columbine'.
"It's a pig's head." Sue said, as if it were a perfectly natural thing to have on his wall. Maybe for him, it was.
"Why?" Eric asked, glancing between the rabbit and his poster. "Why... A pig's head?"
"It's a rasterbation of a book cover- Lord of the Flies, one of my favorites. I'm kinda big into reading." Sue waved a paw, gesturing at three nearly full bookshelves lining the opposite wall, right beside his computer desk. Sue let his hand go and started to walk away, his jacket and blouse slipping off his slender white shoulders and onto the floor. "You gonna stare at my picture all day, or you gonna come take a bath with me?" Sue asked, smirking over his shoulder at him. Eric gave one parting glance at the picture and turned to follow, stripping his clothes off as he went. He was wearing nothing but his stained jockstrap when he stopped behind Sue, watching the rabbit before him, bent over and messing with the tub's valves. The way Sue's red lace panties stretched, arching beautifully across the rounded curves of his eye catching hips... He'd be lying if he said it didn't make his heart beat short. Whether it was Sue himself or the lust the rabbit coaxed out of him, the numb shell around his mind was rapidly cracking.
"You get in first, I'll- " Eric snatched Sue up into his burly arms the second the rabbit stood up, sweeping him right off his feet. Sue yelped in surprise and grabbed handfuls of the fur on his chest, clinging for dear life and laughing as Eric stepped into the filling tub and splashed down into the steamy water. "You're supposed to take your underwear off first!" Sue half-heartedly protested. A second later he was curling on his side against Eric's chest, nuzzling under the wolf's jaw. Their hands absentmindedly wandered over each other's bodies as the water rose around them, threatening to spill over the edge by the time Sue managed to fumble the knobs shut with his feet. "Can I ask you something?" Sue asked, rolling over onto his belly to look Eric in the eyes, nose to nose with the wolf. "Why'd you... Why are you here with me?"
Eric sat up a little, using the curved, sloping back of the tub to brace himself against. His face was blank as his mind as he stared back into Sue's pretty blue eyes, as peaceful as the tranquil water surrounding them. He grasped for an answer, rooting blindly through his mind, but came up empty.
"I don't know. I... I'm feeling kinda weird." Sue smiled a little, leaning up with his hands on the wolf's chest for a better look at his face.
"Kinda queer, you mean?" Eric smirked just a tiny bit, shaking his head. "If you don't wanna talk about it, I get it, I was just-"
"I caught my girlfriend cheating on me." Sue winced like he was slapped. It was odd to see such a cute face screwed up in such in ugly expression, like watching a porcelain doll grimace.
"Jesus, I'm, I'm sorry." Eric looked away at the tiled wall beside him. Sue's paw tugged at the side of his muzzle, coaxing his gaze back on the rabbit's face. "It's not your fault. You're strong, handsome and sweet, and if that bitch didn't know what she had then fuck her! She doesn't deserve you."
"She's not a bitch." Sue opened his mouth to unleash another torrent of insults, but Eric spoke first. "She's a cock magnet." Sue broke out in laughter and Eric followed, laughing loud enough to temporarily blot out the thunder booming above them. The lights in the bathroom dimmed, flashing on and off for a brief second as a particularly loud thunderclap cut their laughter short. After an exchange of worried glances, the two boys reluctantly climbed out of the tub. They left a trail of water behind them that led all the way to Sue's bed, and ended with two pairs of soaking wet underwear. Eric laid back on the large bed, a limb spread out in every direction and his eyes all but closed. He didn't know how big it was, but from what little he knew of Sue, he was guessing it was a queen.
"God." Sue murmured as slid his body over Eric's once more, sitting on his knees with his rump straddling Eric's lower thighs. "You're so beautiful." Sue murmured, his hands tracing up the wolf's stomach. His claws took their sweet time wandering upwards, dipping into every little valley of muscle they found on their way up to his torso. Eric snorted at the rabbit's words, holding back a laugh. "What?" Sue asked, tearing his eyes away from Eric's body to look the wolf in the eye.
"Beautiful ain't really the word I'd use, it's more for people like you than people like me." Sue blushed, averting his eyes to wolf's navel. "You're prettier than at least half the girls in school, and if you were on the cheerleading squad, I know I wouldn't lose a single game." The rabbit's budding smile was accompanied by a girlish giggle.
"I wouldn't have guessed that a guy like you would be so... So sweet." Eric reached up to take Sue's shoulders in his paws, gingerly drawing the rabbit down across his body until their lips met. They both looked into each other's eyes as their tongues edged forward, cautiously brushing against one another. Eric felt Sue's dainty fingers squeezing at his upper arms as they wound their tongues deeper into one another's muzzles, driven less by lust, and more by a warm, mutual affection. There was no rush for pleasure. There was no sprinting to the finish line, no cut to the chase for fear of being caught. They could take their time in appreciating the simple pleasure of having a body pressed close, and in the joy that just a kiss could bring. Every second Eric spent with his tongue in Sue's mouth left him wanting another two, and every time their eyes met, he wanted it to just last forever. "Eric?" Sue whispered when their lips drifted apart, both of them panting for air and sharing one another's breath.
"Yeah?" The wolf asked, running one hand through the rabbit's blonde locks. Sue bit his lip and looked away, the ivory color of his buck teeth clashing wonderfully with the ruby red of his lips. Eric wouldn't have guessed that the boy that was screaming for his knot just an hour or so ago could be so timid, so shy, so... Cute.
"I want you... I want you to, to- "
"Fuck you?" Sue laughed and put his hand over his eyes, unable to look at Eric as he tried to form the words.
"No! I mean, yes! I mean- Shit! I- I want you... I want you to lay me down on my back, so... So I can see your face this time." Sue cracked his fingers open, his big blue eyes peering out hopefully at Eric. Eric grabbed him by the wrist to tug his hand away from his face, leant up and drove his tongue so far back in Sue's mouth that the rabbit nearly choked. Sue all but melted against his big black puppy dog, his body folding in like a house of cards. Eric held Sue around the shoulders, rolling the rabbit onto his back with not one ounce of hurry in his motions. With their bodies so close together, Eric could swear he felt Sue's heart pounding against his chest, as surely as his own was beating ever faster.
By the time he'd gotten Sue on his back, the wolf's erection was digging at his belly like bone begging to be buried. There was something about Sue that got his blood boiling on a primal level, something that sent sparks flying when their lips touched. Maybe it was just how damn gorgeous he was, or maybe it was a sense of the forbidden, but whatever it was, Eric wanted all that Sue was willing to give.
"B-Be gentle." Sue pleaded as Eric pushed his thighs apart one by one, exposing a little pink pucker to his hungry eyes. His legs folded around Eric's waist, joining together in a white x that all but promised to never let him go. Eric found his mouth going dry as he took his dick in his hand and pointed it between Sue's cheeks, aiming the oozing head right at Sue's star. 'Just do it.' His mind and body demanded, even as he hesitated. 'Just put it in! It was good the first time!' He looked up at Sue, who was looking right back at him, wriggling in place, unable to sit still as he watched the wolf positioning himself at his backdoor. Sue's hands lifted together, placing themselves on either side of his face, his fingers tangling in the wolf's short, black hair. "Do it." He murmured, echoing the voices in Eric's head.
Eric closed his eyes, drew a short breath and leant his whole body forward to fall over Sue's. A growl welled up from somewhere deep within him as felt Sue's tight ring of flesh slowly yielding to him, letting him ease the first of eleven inches into body. The dusky length of his dick was just as dark as the rest of his body, and at the widest point of his knot, the wolf could have been a pinch wider than a soda can. It wasn't easy for Sue to take him, but the fact that he'd been tied earlier, and the fact that there was still gobs of cum left inside him to ease Eric's cock along did a whole lot to help. Eric never felt anything like it before- As slow as it was, it was wholly different than the last go around. He could feel it every time Sue took in a sharp breath, every time he clenched down around his dick, even in the slightest way. It was like warm, wet velvet was wrapped around his dick tighter than a condom two sizes too small and he was loving every second.
It was rough, real rough trying to push in the last few inches, even on Eric. Sue's body became one big vice crushing down on his dick, all the while the rabbit was yanking at his hair. Eric had to grab him by the wrists and pin them to the bed to keep from losing his scalp. The expression on Sue's face was unlike any he'd seen before, not in porn, not in movies, not even on his girl friend's face when they were in the sack. It was unable to rest, as if it were locked into a permanent state of change, flickering from one expression, one emotion to the next. Pleasure, pain, love, hate, desire and distress. His voice was just as raw and primal as his expressions, wordless and guttural, not unlike a wounded animal but one that drew joy from it's misfortune.
Sue didn't need words to tell Eric what he wanted, what he was really feeling. It was in the sweat that poured off his body, their bodies, in the musk that was filling the room from wall to wall, in the ankles drawing in Eric's body. More- He wanted more, they both did, not just more- Everything, every last bit of each other's bodies, every last drop of cum, every ounce of energy until there was nothing left. Everything, nothing less would do, and that was what Eric was giving to Sue. Eric's eyes practically rolled back in his head as he felt the last bit of space separating them disappear, vanish, consumed by mutual desire. Feeling his balls resting on a downy, tear drop tail, like a pillow made just for him, feeling Sue's legs drawn around him, feeling the heat pouring out of the rabbit's body and into his own- It made his head spin, and his knot swell.
Eric dragged his dick back a short distance and hesitated before easing himself back in, resisting every instinctual urge that was screaming at him to pound Sue like he did earlier. He was letting Sue's body get to know him, to stretch for him, to get used to the shape of the dick crashing in and gently receding like a wave breaking on the beach. No full on pounding, no using his body as a tool to vent his own rage, no. The difference between then and now was simple, even if Eric didn't see it. Before, he was fucking Sue, but now... Now he was making love to him, he was even afraid of hurting him. Somewhere, sometime without even realizing it, he'd started to care for the rabbit he'd met but a few hours ago.
As Eric's thrusts grew more regular, more demanding, the bed began to creak and groan with every rock of his hips. The protest of the aging springs was drowned out by their ragged pants, their urgent cries, the rain lashing at the bedroom window and the ever more boisterous storm above. It was as if everything around them was growing closer to popping right along with them, as if the world itself was ready to gush with the same elation, the same ecstasy that the young lovers felt within them. It might have been but a few minutes, maybe five at the most since he'd lanced into Sue's body once more but to Eric, it had felt like five hours. Five hours filled with perspiration and gasping, with both feeling life beneath his fingers, and feeling alive himself. The voices that were screaming in his mind to give into instinct were now howling in unison, howling loud and proud like the feral ancestors in his distant past, all but begging for him to join them. Who was he to say no?
The force of his howl alone made Sue cow his ears back behind his head, shielding them from the reverberations bouncing off the walls. Sue barely had the energy left to join him with a shrill mimicry of his lover's cry, his alpha's howl. For the second time that day, Eric's slammed his hips into Sue over and over again like a wild beast until his knot forced it's way into his pucker and locked them both together. He could feel Sue's muscles drawing shut around him in response, as if they were trying to keep it out but were a few seconds too late. Every time Sue's body tried to force him back, his hips jerked to root him that much more, his body doing everything it could to get that next shot of cum further in than the last.
With the last bit of strength left in his dwindling reserves, and the last bit of thought left in his rapidly emptying mind, Eric rolled over on his back like a hound without any fight left in him. All he could do was lay there, lay there and breathe, lay there and stare at the exhausted, beautiful face looking down at him. Once more tied together, once more bound by the fruit of their lust, the two weakened, weary but altogether happy lovers gradually fell to sleep without a single word between them. There would be time for talking in the morning, but for now, for them, there was only time for peace.