==================== Andy Finds a Hug Buddy By Andy Bunneh Nov. 2017 ==================== Little Andy loved the cool wet Fall air. The colors in the city were getting warmer, the air becoming more dense with smells. The pink bunny was going for a late stroll today through the downtown area and the sun was setting, his favorite time of day. Today he only wore loose-fitting sweatpants and light jacket with no shirt or undies, the long walk kept him warm, about 4 miles zig-zagging down streets he'd never been down. He looked up at the sun reflecting off a very tall glass building. His dad, an architect, told him the name of this skyscraper and why it was important, but Andy forgot. But it was beautiful nonetheless. With his paws in his pockets he cheerfully hummed a little song and took a turn down a side street. This one became more homely and more of a "lived-in" look the further he walked. The downtown area was new and shiny and loud and bright, but Snowden Avenue was older and quieter and darker. When he realized he was starting to get tired, the street lights came on. Andy yawned and licked his lips. He had a somewhat light lunch earlier in the day; oatmeal with raisins and a large glass of warm milk. A snack sounded like a good idea. The bunny had a look around and saw diner down the street and made his way down there. He stood in front of the glass door and read the sign: "Best Doughnuts In Town!" Andy licked his lips and reached for the door handle, but a sound caught his attention, a soft moan coming from the alley next to the building. His erect ears swiveled to hear more clearly; it was definitely a moan. The little pink bunny quietly walked around the corner to investigate the noise, but the alley was empty, only a few dumpsters and trash thrown about. He heard the sound again and stealthily walked deeper into the dim, brick-paved alley. As he got closer to the dumpster on the right, he could smell a distinct body odor, something akin to onions and fish, but Andy didn't mind. To his surprise, he saw a grownup sitting down on the ground next the green dumpster, rubbing the front of his pants with one paw as he brought a bottle up to his mouth. Andy couldn't tell what species of the grownup was, but he guessed some kind of brown hyena with black stripes. He was wearing a big winter coat that was really worn down and his jeans definitely saw better days. He didn't seem to notice the pink cub standing, staring at him. He was in his own blissful world as he took a long gulp from the bottle and unzipped his fly, releasing his rather average-sized muscular penis. It wasn't very cold out, his penis was so hot it steamed in the air. It reminded Andy of the wavy green smell lines he'd seen in cartoons around a smelly character. "Hi! I'm Andy. I like to be hugged." Andy said rather matter-of-factly and unashamed as only a toddler could. The grownup was suddenly startled by the cute small voice, suddenly noticing the cub only a few feet away from him. He jumped up and turned to face the brick wall and zipped up his jeans. "Jeeze kid! You scared the shit out of me!" He said with a slurred voice. "I'm sorry, mister. I just saw you pawwin' and, well, I thought I should say hi." The grownup seemed confused. He took another gulp of the brown liquid and looked down the alley, seeing no one else with the cub. Before he could say anything else, Andy spoke up, "You have a pretty wiener, mister." he said while pointing to the grownup's very obvious erection straining against his denim jeans. "What's your name?" "I'm Bob. You shouldn't talk to strangers." "But now you're not a stranger, mister Bob!" Without asking, Andy hugged the grownup's waist tight, the boner rubbing against his face since he was only about half the hyena's height. The smell coming off him was incredible. It was obvious he had not bathed in quite some time. Bob stood straight, almost in shock, but his liquor was already in effect, making him waver. Andy let go and smiled up at the stranger. "Can I watch you masturbate, mister Bob?" In all his years of living on the street, Bob had never met a cub quite like this. So eager and cute, he even smelled like that pink soap for babies. He wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. He had gotten a lucky score shoplifting a top-shelf brandy from the store and this cub would be the icing on the cake. "Sure, whatever you want kid." He unzipped his dirty jeans and let them drop to his ankles. His penis was at full staff, about six inches of red canine-like meat, vascular and throbbing, an upward curve, a pointy tip, and layer of the most fishy-smelling slime at the base behind the unwashed knot. His ballsack had a tuft of course black fur like a goatee on the otherwise smooth-furred crotch. Bob's thighs were those of furson who never missed Leg Day in his life; they were muscular and thick and well-defined under short brown-and-black stripped fur. Andy took in every detail and rocked on his heels in excitement. He looked as though he could pounce at any moment. Without realizing how close he was, Andy's nose bumped into the pointy tip, contracting a string of clear fluid that connected his nose to the grownup's cock. He suddenly felt a little nervous and shook his head, breaking the slimy precum bridge. He remembered his dad explicitly telling him not to 'touch' strangers without asking, especially since last week's 'incident' with an Orca in the bathroom. The pink cub sheepishly looked up at the grownup for approval. "Go ahead, you can do whatever you want." Bob said taking another sip from the bottle. He was going to enjoy every second of this. It was rare that anyone could stand his stench, even himself at times. But this boy who looked not a day over four years old seemed entranced. He suddenly got an idea. "In fact, have a sip of this!" He said holding out the brown bottle to the cub. Andy sniffed it curiously. It smelled oak-y and nutty and sweet. "This, my fine little friend, is [i]Cognac de Medci[/i]! Aged in an oak barrel longer than you've been alive and is worth more than what I make in a year. It'll make you feel nice and warm, I promise. Give it a taste." Andy smiled and took the bottle and examined it for a brief moment. He took it to his lips and turned it upside down, taking a very large mouthful by accident. Immediately his mouth and throat were on fire. He, not known to spit precious liquids, swallowed it down and coughed, wiping his mouth with his sleeve when he was done. The grownup laughed and tussled Andy's pink headfur. "Atta boy!" Bob took another big gulp and sat down on a sheet of cardboard on the ground, his jeans still around his ankles, his penis as erect as ever. Andy sat down next to him and to his surprise, the grownup rubbed his tummy without him having to ask. The grownup's paw was big like a tigers', able to cover his entire torso with it. Andy murred audibly and leaned back against the brick wall, relaxed; the large paw moving in a circular pattern over his jacket. Being so small, the couple ounces of alcohol took affect on the young cub quickly. He felt his body warm and feel loose. "Mmm. I like having my tummy wubbed, mister Bob." Andy said while unzipping his blue jacket and taking it off to give the invading paw better access to his warm body. The older hyena smiled. He's been with hookers who gave more resistance than this cub. He decided to take his time. The sun was set and the lighting in the alley was dim and intimate in a romantic way, at least to his drunken mind. Bob took off his own coat and tossed it into a pile of his other belongings before getting back to the cub. His belly fur was soft between his fingers as he rubbed up and down from his chest to his waist. Andy only murred, his own penis thickening. Bob made his way lower to rub the cub through his sweatpants. He lightly gripped what he thought was Andy's leg, but then he felt it pulse and the outline of what could only be the boys glans. "God damn! Is that you your cock, kid?!?" Andy nodded up and down and pulled down the elastic band of his sweats with his thumbs to release his semi-flaccid boyhood. Bob sat up, not believing what he was seeing with own eyes. It had to be a full 8-inches and he wasn't even fully hard. He felt a twang of inferiority permeate through him but he shook it out of his mind. His large paw rubbed Andy's leg and back up to his bare tummy. Andy tucked his large endowment back into his pants. "So you wanna see me masturbate, eh?" He asked the cub. Andy nodded up and down comically making the grownup giggle. "Can I rub your tummy as you do it, mister Bob?" he smiled. "Of course you can. Come on." The hyena leaned back against the wall and began stroking his thick six inch cock with one paw. Andy got up onto his knees next to him. He examined the grownups body watching all of the muscles in his body move in sync under dirty striped fur that seemed matted in places. Bob's nipples were pink and prominent, poking through the sweaty fur. A smell of gone-off cheese and onion and pure musk got stronger since the adult took off his coat. The hyena's well-defined abs tightened and relaxed in time with his steady breathing. Andy decided that was the first place he would explore. Andy's small paws rubbed the grownups tummy up and down in time with his slow pawwing, his fingers dug deeper into the coarse fur until his nails sensually scritched the grownup's skin. His nails and paws explored every inch of Bobs tummy and chest. Scritching his ribs elicited a chuckle, but it was when Andy made his way to the stranger armpits did his start squirming like mad. "Stop that!" Bob said between laughing out loud and wiggling. Andy giggled and pulled back his nails. He used the palm of paws to rub the hyena's hairy and moist armpits. Andy sniffed his paw and confirmed that was where the very musky onion-like odor was coming from. The smell had an intoxicating effect on this cub and Andy had no qualms as he leaned in to nuzzle the stranger's armpits with his whole face, occasionally lolling out his abnormally wide tongue to lick the smelly hairs. Bob moaned loudly at the wet rough licking, his paw quickened and he arched his back more, holding himself taunt, his muscles prominent and glistening with beads of sweat turning into streaming drips. The hyena kicked off his shoes, revealing that he wore no socks and upgrading the scent profile to add one of Andy's favorite smells; sweaty grownup feet. Andy watched the large toes curl and the size-14 feet flex and squirm as his skilled small paws kept rubbing Bobs nipples while he licks his pits. "Boy, you're good at that." he cooed. Andy smiled and leaned down to lick the grownups nipples and chest, giving his sweaty, dirty fur a tongue bath. He didn't taste too bad to the cub, Andy definitely put nastier things in his maw before. Bob made a fist and began humping into it wildly, his knot slapping against it with wet and sickly slaps. Andy knew he was getting close. The pink cub laid down next to the masturbating stranger and rested his head on his taunt tummy, facing the throbbing cock. He reached out and gripped the base of Bob's cock behind the knot, squeezing it as hard as he could, but it was difficult due the strong thrusts of the hyena's muscular hips. The pointy tip poked Andy's face several times before he adjusted the cock to point upward where it squirted an almost continuous jet of watery precum that rained down over them both. Andy nuzzled Bob's navel and purred like a kitten. He could feel the grownups entire body tighten more and more and his panting was getting rather loud. Bob gave no directions to the cub because he was doing all the right things at just the right time. Andy's eyes were fixated on the short, muscular penis in front of him. From his low angle, it seemed like a red tower being gripped by a giants paw. To his surprise, the grownup let go of his cock, letting it throb in the air. Andy wasted no time moving his grip upward to the hyena's canine-like knot. It was smaller than other dogs he had pawwed, even ferals, but it was just the right size for him to grip the entire thing with one paw like a vice. Bob's muscular pelvis flexed hard and it was like wrangling a bull in a rodeo to the pink toddlercub. "I'm gonna cum! Get ready!" Bob blurted out. Andy used his other paw to grip the hyena's muscular shaft. Bob put both paws over Andy's, gripping both of them against his cock and his humped. And like the loud and sudden bang of thunder in the summertime, Bob's penis flex hard and he let out a roar. From the pointed head of his cock came an audible SQUIRT sound like a satisfying bowel movement splashing into the toilet as he came. He squirted a long and heavy stream that came from deep inside. Andy watched the quarter-inch wide jet shoot straight up and land with a SPLAT onto Bob's large paw, followed by two or three small squirts. Little Andy watched the yellowish semen drip over the grownups knuckles and he felt him relax. Bob let go of his thick meat and without thinking, wiped his messy paws on his tummy. Andy moaned, feeling an extreme sense of calm flow over him as he felt how relieved the grownup was. It was a shared sense of afterglow even though Andy didn't touch himself. Andy, still sitting beside the grownup, hugged his waist extra tight and nuzzled his messy tummy fur. The smell of his sperm was more fishy than most and his pink paws were covered in the smelly gunk that was at the base of the hyena's cock, but he loved it. His arms wrapped around the muscular adult and they sat together, Andy rising and falling with the grownups big lungs. After a while, Bob stirred, his average cock flaccid and resting, drooling a stream of clear fluid over his balls "That was great kid. You did a good job. You're a good boy." Andy smiled up at him feeling proud to make the stranger feel good. Bob picked up the small boy and hugged him as if he were a large, warm plush toy. Little Andy licked the hyena's nose before sucking his thumb and resting his head on his chest like a baby, his entire body enveloped by the adult's tight grip. He nuzzled the grownup and thought he might fall asleep tight there in his arms, but right as he was dozing off, he heard a sound not far from them. A busboy from the diner was throwing out a large load of thrash in the dumpster. Bob put a finger up to the cubs mouth, “Shh!” Andy licked the finger and tasted the potent sperm residue still there. The grownup smiled and slid two fingers into the boys mouth, moving it in and out slowly, making him moan. “Such a good boy. We should do this again some time.” Andy nodded up and down and hugged Bob tight, nuzzling against his warm coarse fur.