Cheering Up

Tumbling head first into the closet, Gregory gave a soft yelp as he landed into a pile of stinking and musky clothes, barely getting his bearing before the doors slammed shut behind him, the click of the lock echoing in his ears as he groaned and pushed himself upright. Covered almost from head to toe in the cum of the three performers, still tasting the salty jizz in his mouth as he smacked his sticky lips and trying to clench his stretched out tailhole to keep in the load slowly drooling out from his pucker, the dalmatian fumbled around in the darkness for a moment, reaching for one of the few relatively unsoiled pieces of clothing and yanking it off of its hanger, using a jacket like a towel as he tried desperately to clean off his fur as best as he could, spitting up all of the unswallowed cum still dancing on his tongue. The cub had been in the "care" of the three Freddy's pizzeria mascots for almost a week already, and the trio were still interested enough in him to use and abuse the poor little pup by the hour, yanking Gregory out of the closet in between sets and performances just to take out their pressures on him, filling all of his holes and painting the kid's fur with cum to finish off, before then stuffing him right back into his tiny little prison to wait for the next time that they were horny, which was never more than a few hours away. With him being in the custody of the mascots for so long, Gregory had almost learned to actually like the closet, since at least he didn't have to be molested by the group of men whenever he was trapped within in, even if it was more than a little claustrophobic and too musky for him to breathe without his nose burning with the stink of sweat. Mopping up as much of the cum off of his fur as he could, Gregory set the jacket underneath him before squatting over it with a huff, carefully spreading his ass cheeks apart while leaning against the closet wall with his other hand, grimacing as he felt his sore tailhole likewise opening up. Steadying himself, the boy gave a push and a grunt, shivering as a torrent of sperm gushed out of his asshole, soaking and pooling up on the jacket underneath him, having to hold his tail out of the way as he kept pushing, trying to purge all of the cum that had been pumped up his backside in the latest rape session. Little by little, the river of jizz turned to drops and dribbles as the young dalmatian panted, feeling a slight bit of relief from getting himself at least slightly clean, both inside and out, carefully folding up the now cum-soaked jacket and shifting it out of the way as he sat down, ready to pass out from exhaustion. 

Since the little canine could only get a scarce few hours of sleep in between the sessions of being molested and pounded, he felt himself drifting off to sleep the second he laid back and closed his eyes, curling up and hugging his knees in a desperate effort to get at least slightly comfortable in the cramped closet. Gregory was quickly stirred from his slumber however, stopped just shy of getting to sleep as he heard the voices of the three men coming from the other side of the door, forcing the cub to listen in on their conversation as he began to tremble slightly, praying that the topic of the little chat wouldn't involve him. The boy heard Freddy walking into the dressing room with his usual cohorts, mumbling to himself for a moment while rustling a piece of paper in his hands, peering down and reading a schedule of the week while Foxy jumped down onto the sofa with a tired sigh, 
"Finally, I thought the day would never end. At least we can finally relax."
The bear shook his head flipping over the paper he was holding to show it to the pirate fox, 
"Not so fast, I've been booked to visit some twerp's birthday party tonight, and so have you."
"What!"
Foxy snatched the schedule from the ursine's hand, reading it thoroughly before tossing it aside with a groan, 
"Goddammit, and just as I was about to finally have my turn with the bitch in the closet…" 
Freddy pulled his fellow mascot up off of the sofa, ushering Foxy towards the door as he looked back at Bonnie, giving the purple rabbit a quick wave, 
"Guess you get to stay here and shut the place down for the day. But you better not slack off and just fuck the kid all night long, I expect to see all the chores done by the time we get back!" 
The bunny nodded, peeking over the sofa as he watched the two other men leaving, 
"O… of course, I'll get it done!" 
Bonnie waited for the pair's footsteps to recede off into the distance before slowly turning towards the closet, blushing lightly as he walked up to it, still dressed in his sweaty performing outfit as he unlocked it. Hearing the lock clicking, Gregory curled up in the corner, expecting the worst as the doors swung open, whimpering at the sight of the tall rabbit standing in front of him. To the boy's surprise, Bonnie didn't just yank him out and bend him over like all the other times, instead kneeling down and offering a hand to the cub, speaking in a slightly awkward, almost shy tone, 
"I… uhh… I don't really wanna… you know… do anything to ya. I thought that now that Freddy and Foxy are gone, maybe I could just… cheer you up a li'l?" 
The dalmatian's eyes flicked down to the bunny's pants, seeing a thick girth throbbing in them as he shuffled back, staying silent as Bonnie glanced down at the bulge with a sigh, 
"I'm sorry 'bout that, I just… can't really help it. A… and I'm sorry about all the stuff I did before as well, I didn't really mean it. I just kinda… went along with Foxy and Freddy. So, how about it, let me make it up to you?" 
Carefully, Gregory reached up and grabbed the purple rabbit's hand, letting Bonnie pull him up to his feet and out of the musky closet, relieved though still very unsure, staying hunched up with his arms defensively hugging himself. 

With both males awkwardly standing in front of one another, the dalmatian completely naked and dripping with cum while the rabbit was almost drenched in sweat and attempting to hide his erection, Bonnie tried of thinking up of ways to cheer up the skittish canine. The mascot had never been too good around kids even though he loved them, in more ways than just how their maws felt wrapped around his cock, having to think for a couple of seconds before a lightbulb lit up in his head, a big smile appearing on his muzzle as he dashed out towards the back of the dressing room, 
"Oh, I know what always makes cubs happy!" 
Gregory watched apprehensively as the man rifled through a few boxes, finally turning back around with a few small pots of paint in his hands, 
"How about some face paints?" 
The large bunny motioned for the boy to hop up onto the sofa, and Gregory silently obeyed him, sitting down while the rabbit popped open the paint pots. Before being kidnapped by the trio, the dalmatian would've easily given absolutely anything for even a chance of getting his face painted by one of the mascots in person, but even with the bunny's seemingly apologetic and warm tone, he still couldn't relax, unable to think of anything except all of the abuse he'd already gone through, his hands clutching the sofa cushion as his feet trembled gently. Bonnie knelt down in front of the cub, dipping a finger into some orange paint before gently grabbing the boy's chin, holding the dalmatian's head still as he began to paint tiger stripes across Gregory's cheeks, trying to focus on cheering the kid up rather than the throbbing feeling in his pants.

With his own muzzle right in the boy's face, the pup's breath tickling his lips as he began to pant softly, Bonnie was having a difficult time trying to keep his mind out of lewd territory, squirming lightly as his cock almost pushed out of his pants all on its own, his brain constantly straying into thoughts of the cub's tongue swirling around his sack and his girth stretching out the dog's throat, silently huffing as he painted the dalmatian's face, getting more hurried and less careful with his paint strokes as the minutes went by. Gregory noticed the rabbit inching closer to his snout over time, trying to lean back but stopped by the hand on his chin still keeping his head in place, letting out a quiet whimper as the bunny suddenly pushed forwards and pressed their lips together, the man's tongue prying his muzzle open before darting deep inside. Moaning into the boy's maw as he shoved his paint-stained hand down into his pants, Bonnie began to make out with the fidgeting and whimpering puppy, pumping his cock as he explored every inch of the dog's mouth with his tongue, running it over the kid's teeth and lapping at the back of the dalmatian's throat, shivering as the cub's own tongue tried to push his away. With their muzzles locked together, the rabbit frenched the helpless Gregory for a few long minutes, constantly groaning and moaning in ecstasy, feeling his underwear growing damp with precum. The dog gagged on the man's tongue several times before Bonnie finally trembled, gasping as he creamed his pants, filling the sweaty pair of boxers he had on underneath his pants with cum as he pulled away from the kid's mouth, a few thin strands of saliva stretching out between their lips as he huffed, a couple spots of orange paint smudged on the bunny's cheeks from where his fur had been rubbing against the dalmatian's. Gregory pulled back and curled up on the sofa as soon as Bonnie let go, leaving the musky rabbit still panting as he blinked a few times, as if waking up from a daze, glancing down at his soggy pants as he blushed lightly, petting the puppy on the head, 
"O… oh, I'm sorry, I just… couldn't control myself. Your maw is just so… I promise I won't do it again!" 

While the bunny got out of his soggy pants and underwear, leaving him bare from the waist down, cum still dripping down his thighs and clinging to his fur, the cub took the opportunity to catch his breath, sitting in the corner of the sofa and trying to steady his gasping after having his gullet probed by the very through make out session, his face still painted like a (slightly smudged) tiger. Feeling guilty that he hadn't been able to control himself and make the cub feel better, Bonnie suddenly got another great idea midway through trying to clean up the mess he'd made in his pants, tossing away the soaked through clothes as he ruffled the pup's hair, 
"Oh, I know! You haven't eaten in quite a while, right? I bet that a few slices of pizza would really bring a smile to your face, wouldn't it!? I think they've probably got a few leftover pizzas still left in the kitchen, just wait here and I'll be right back!"
Peeking over the sofa, Gregory watched the man running off into the hallway, feeling cautiously hopeful about the mascot's promise, a grumble in his belly making him double over and sigh. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had a proper meal, one that didn't entirely consist of nothing except cum, so just the thought of a delicious slice of warm and savoury pizza made the dog drool like he was in front of a gourmet spread, licking his lips as he waited, his ears perking up at the sound of footsteps approaching the dressing room once more. The half-nude Bonnie stepped inside, brandishing a pizza box in his hands, opening it up with flair as he smiled, 
"Ta-da! Eat up~!" 

The rabbit handed the cub a slice, watching happily as Gregory quickly devoured it, gulping it down in just a few bites. The more he stared however, the more the sight of the boy's salivating maw awakened the perverted side of him, gulping as he felt his cock standing up stiff while the dalmatian greedily swallowed down the slice, licking his lips and turning to ask for another. Bonnie reached a shaky hand to the pizza, picking up a slice and very nearly handing it to the waiting cub as he trembled, pulling the treat back at the last second and dropping to his knees with a frustrated and needy groan, setting the remaining pizza onto the floor in front of him, 
"I'm sorry, I just can't handle it!" 
Gregory watched as the man gripped onto his thick shaft with both hands, jerking himself off with frantic strokes, thrusting against his hands while moaning, drizzling pre all over the steaming hot pizza. With a grunt and a grimace, Bonnie sprayed rope after rope of jizz onto the meal, unloading his sack onto it until it looked like someone had emptied an entire bottle of ranch on the pizza, leaving it drenched in the creamy sauce. Panting hard, the bunny handed the box over to the cub, watching intently as Gregory picked up a slice with a disgusted look, cum dripping off of it as he brought it to his maw. Though not fond of the extra topping, the dalmatian was far too famished to say no to any food, reluctantly stuffing it down his gullet and trying not to think about the tangy taste as the mascot moaned in delight at the sight, the man's hand moving back down to his pole as he watched the boy devour almost half of the cum-coated pizza, his seed staining the puppy's lips. 

With his belly full for the first time in days, even if his belches were leaving a distinct taste of cum in his mouth, Gregory collapsed down onto the sofa with a soft huff, allowing the rabbit to sit down next to him as he held his belly. Still trying to make the cub's stay a cozy one, even with his still-hard cock poking up from between his thighs, Bonnie switched on the TV, hoping that it'd cool him down enough to take his mind off of the boy's maw. His plan didn't quite work however, spending more time staring at the kid's muzzle than the television as the pair sat idle for a good dozen minutes, his eyes focused on the glistening and soft lips of the pup as he slowly inched closer and closer, wrapping an arm around the dalmatian's shoulders. Though increasingly uncomfortable, Gregory couldn't exactly do much about the touchy-feely man, any attempts at pulling away from the purple bunny immediately stopped in their tracks, the mascot's heavy breath bearing down on his neck as he shivered. Bonnie had tried so hard to resist the urges storming inside of him, trying to tell himself that he could behave as long as Freddy and Foxy weren't there to push him on, but the bunny finally had to admit to himself that he couldn't keep away from the puppy, or more specifically the puppy's maw. Gulping as he felt the man's hands slowly wrapping around his neck, Gregory was suddenly yanked down onto the rabbit's lap, his head shoved into the older male's crotch as Bonnie moaned, 
"I'm sorry… I just can't hold it back anymore!" 
Gregory's muzzle was shoved right onto the man's cock, his lips gliding down the shaft before finally bumping against the musky set of balls, his throat bulging out as the mascot hilted his maw in one swift thrust, the canine's muffled gag buried underneath a hefty satisfied groan coming from the bunny. The dog tried hopelessly to pull his mouth, and his throat, off of the quivering slab of meat, barely able to budge for even an inch as the man kept moaning, keeping him trapped and the girth buried up to the balls in his muzzle. Bonnie did eventually let the kid get a slight bit of relief, pulling the cub's muzzle back halfway off his dick, but he certainly wasn't intending to stop the rough blowjob there, instead simply prepping the dalmatian for another ride down the pole. Slamming his maw down, the bunny bounced Gregory's mouth up and down on the mascot's lap, forcing him to choke down the inches again and again, drool running down into the man's ass crack as he flailed around in a panic, struggling to breathe. 

After several minutes, just as he thought he was about to pass out, the pup's face was slammed all the way down, his gullet plugged up as a rush of cum suddenly filled his mouth and throat, spurting out his nose as his entire body twitched, desperate for air while the rabbit simply moaned with pleasure. Midway through his orgasm, Bonnie heard footsteps approaching, yanking the boy off of his cock in panic just as the door swung open, his sweat-drenched bandmates stepping in just in time to see a giant load being sprayed all over Gregory's face while the cub was coughing up the first half of it. While Foxy looked annoyed at the rabbit seemingly having just lazed around and fucked their toy while both him and the bear were hard at work, Freddy seemed much more amused by the whole thing, watching Bonnie blushing as he roared with laughter, 
"The hell is going on here, why'd you paint the slut's face?" 
Still squirming from his orgasm, clutching the boy by the neck as the jets of cum spraying from his tip were starting to subside, Bonnie gave a sheepish look, 
"I… I just wanted to cheer him up…"
Freddy walked up to the pair, grabbing the gagging dalmatian, inspecting him for a moment with a smirk, 
"Yeah, looks like he's real cheerful~" 
Chuckling, the bear dragged the dazed kid to the closet, chucking him inside before locking the door, sitting next to Bonnie with a sigh and a grin, 
"So, you didn't do any of the chores, did you?" 
"No…" 
"Well, you know the punishment~" 
Freddy grabbed the back of the bunny's head and slammed Bonnie's muzzle down between his legs as he tugged his sweaty pants down, sighing as the man's mouth enveloped his cock, paying no attention to the sour fox glaring down at him as Foxy folded his arms impatiently, 
"This is bullshit, I work all day and he just gets to fuck the kid?! I haven't even eaten all day long, and I've b-" 
Spotting the half-eaten and cum-glazed pizza, Freddy picked up a slice and handed it to the complaining canine, smirking as Bonnie suckled on him, 
"If you're so hungry, go ahead~" 
"What, I'm not gonna e-" 
"Eat~!" 
Groaning, Foxy sat down and began to nibble on the pizza, having to watch the bear getting blown all the while his own needy erection strained against his pants, knowing that easy relief was just a few steps away, waiting for him in the closet.