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", "writing": "FWIP\n\nZachary's attention is drawn from scrolling social media on his phone to the mail slot in his apartment's front door when it flips open and a letter slides in.\n\nHe leans forward on his dull, burgundy couch. The springs inside creak in protest as he slowly stands and sets his phone on the coffee table.\n\nSoft pawsteps track across the floor to the envelope sat on the yellow-tinted shag carpet. He squints under the dim light of his living room at the label by the stamp. His heartbeat gets just a little faster as he reads the name of the sender: Maple Creek Big Brother Program.\n\nZach is in his early 20's. He's a raccoon with more than his fair share of deviant impulses, and he's never been one to possess fine impulse control. When he'd signed up for the Big Brother Program, he'd had one thing on his mind.\n\nAnd that one thing returns to his thoughts as he hastily tears his mail open to find an acceptance letter inside.\n\nDear Zachary,\n\nWe have found you to be an exceptional applicant for the Maple Creek Big Brother Program. Your application has been accepted.\n\nYou've been assigned to tutor 5-year-old Mason Edrich, who is struggling with mathematics and behavioral issues. Your first tutoring session will be on Monday, the 23rd.\n\nThank you for your commitment to happier, healthier youth and a better tomorrow.\n\n-April Grace, Acting President of the Maple Creek Big Brother Program\n\nBy the time he finishes reading the short letter, the raccoon has grown rock solid with an insatiable erection. A small tent is faintly visible poking at the front of his pants, and he almost drools a little thinking about the vulnerable small child that's soon to be delivered to his doorstep.\n\n\"Just a week away- Fuck-\" Zach's free hand slips into his pants uncontrollably, and he shuffles toward his bedroom.\n\nThe raccoon slips into the room and shuts the door behind him, though it's truly a formality considering he lives alone. His pants are at his ankles before he even hops onto his bed, and he grips his stubby shaft with a firm hand.\n\nFAP FAP FAP FAP FAP\n\nThe rest of Zachary's night is spent furiously masturbating. His imagination places a small, innocent little boy in so many positions with his rear end exposed and tiny pre-pubescent dick hanging loose.\n\nFAP FAP FAP FAP FAP\n\nThe thought of his groping hands exploring every inch of a helpless child's body spurs him on. Deviant fantasies of intense rape, forced kisses, and intent groping carry him along for the next several long hours of pleasuring himself until he's left exhausted and drenched in sweat on his bed.\n\nHe doesn't even get up to clean himself off before he falls asleep, delirious and dizzy from the thrilling high of what he's set himself up to do.\n\nIt's one week later. Zachary still feels like he's barely collected himself from when he first got his acceptance letter. His heart pounds in his chest as anticipation builds. It's Monday, the 23rd. He'll be meeting his new little brother very soon.\n\nHe nearly jumps when the knock finally comes on the door. A quick rapping jolts Zach upright, and he struggles to calm the blush on his face and the sweat dripping down his forehead as he steps forward to answer it.\n\n\"Hello, Zachary?\"\n\nThe raccoon is greeted by a tall woman, a rabbit with big floppy ears and a white coat. She has a kind, albeit concerned expression.\n\nAt her side, just behind her, is the little rabbit who must be Mason. He has brown fur and a face scrunched up in annoyance. There's a good chance he didn't want to come here in the first place.\n\n\"Yep, eheh, that's me!\" the raccoon overthinks his own speaking patterns, but the mother seems unconcerned.\n\n\"Oh, good. Little Mason here is having some trouble in school. I don't know how much they told you, but he's not turning in his math papers, and between you and me...\" here the woman leans in to whisper to Zachary, \"he's really been falling in with a bad crowd. A lot of the rowdier kids who get real mean and don't do their work.\"\n\nThe mother leans back again and speaks with a smile, \"So just, be a good role model for my little boy, won't you?\"\n\n\"Y-Yeah, of course! Absolutely! Just- happy to help!\" Zachary is overwhelmed with the cruel irony of the situation. It gets him hot in his pants, though his erection is small enough to go unnoticed. His only focus in this moment is on trying to keep his cool, which he is regardless not at all adept at.\n\nAfter what feels like an eternity, however, she finally bids him farewell and gives Mason a gentle pat on the back to go in and get to know his new tutor.\n\n\"Alright, I'll be back to pick him up at seven!\" she says as she steps away from the door, \"Have fun, you two!\"\n\n\"Y-Yep! Will do! Ahah-\" Zach shuts the door as soon as the little rabbit gets inside.\n\nThe raccoon finally exhales, though his heart is still racing fast. The hard part is over. He has the kid now. All alone with him. He works himself up further just thinking about it, and he struggles to run through in his mind the plan he prepared for how to get away with all the deviant acts he'd plotted.\n\nWHUMP SLIIIIIDE\n\nWhat he hadn't been paying attention to is Mason himself. The little bunny drops his book bag and kicks it to the side with a disgruntled huff.\n\n\"You, uhm-\" Zach tries to greet the child, who he realizes he's yet to say a single word to yet.\n\n\"Oh, shut it,\" Mason replies defiantly.\n\nThe raccoon tries to formulate a response, but he isn't given the breathing room by the rabbit in his care.\n\nFWUMP\n\nThe bunny pulls down his own pants on the spot, entirely unprompted.\n\nZach is stunned by how bold the little cub is, and far more by the size of the boy's fully erect cock. Far from the tiny, pre-pubescent dick he'd expected, Mason's shaft is a full ten inches and twitching in anticipation. It's larger than his own by a wide margin, and the big brother isn't sure how he even fit it in his pants.\n\nOnly a couple seconds after the sight of Mason's cock hits him, Zach is struck by the smell. The musk wafting off the 5-year-old is more than intense. It hits him like a truck, completely overpowering his senses. He feels like part of his mind is shutting off, smothered by the scent.\n\nAll the little rabbit has done is take off his pants, and the whole apartment already smells like him.\n\nThe stunned would-be predator fumbles over his words, lost on how to even react. He is given no opportunity to collect himself, however.\n\nFWUMP\n\n\"Let's see what we're workin' with here,\" Mason yanks down Zach's pants, revealing his undersized cock, dripping pre.\n\n\"Huh, and here I pegged you as a perv- Oh wait, no, you are hard! That thing's just fucking tiny. Fuckin' pedo and you have a tiny dick!\" \n\nMason steps right up next to Zach, though he has to yank Zach down into a crouch to get their cocks side by side. Their direct comparison proves Zach's cock barely a tenth Mason's length, though the overwhelming disparity in size was already abundantly clear from a glance.\n\n\"Fuckin' tiny! Goddamn, you've barely got a cock at all!\" Mason gives Zach a light shove.\n\nThe overwhelmed raccoon barely catches himself with his pants still around his ankles. \"Y-You can't talk to me like that!\" he shouts, but his protests fall on deaf ears.\n\n\"I'll talk to you however I want! You're my bitch now,\" Mason retorts as he hops a little to get his hands on Zach's back and force him over toward the couch, \"Go ahead and try to stop me, I'll tell them you touched me. I'll ruin your life!\"\n\nMason kicks Zach behind the knee to force his legs to buckle into a kneeling position, bent over his own living room sofa with his ass hanging low. Low enough for him to reach.\n\nPAP PLAP PLAT PAP\n\nMason digs his fingers into Zachary's back to get a good hold of him and forces his cock balls deep into his ass. The raccoon had experimented with anal before a few times, but Mason is absolutely huge. His length is well beyond anything Zach has ever taken.\n\nPLAP PLAT PLAP SMACK\n\nThe 5-year-old smacks Zach's ass, \"What, were you hopin' to score when you signed up, pervert? I might be five, but I'm outta your league!\"\n\nZachary meanwhile bites his tongue to not moan or scream or otherwise alert the entire building to what's happening in his apartment. His mind races as the cub forcefully violates him, and the persistent smell of the little rabbit's musk only grows stronger.\n\nPLAT PLAP PAP PLAT\n\n\"If this weren't a rape, it'd be a pity fuck, you miserable bitch,\" Mason keeps up an intense pace as he pleasures himself with his assigned big brother.\n\nThe raccoon meanwhile slowly starts to lose his grip on himself. It's intense. It hurts a little. But it feels good. This must be what he wanted all along, surely.\n\nPAP PLAT PLAP PAP\n\nMason, however, only sees the adult as a means to his own pleasure.\n\n\"Were you hoping for this or did you think you could top me with that thing? I don't think I'd even feel it if you tried fucking me!\"\n\nThe rabbit speeds up as he comes closer and closer to climax. Zach reels from the intense sensations, and his tiny cock throbs with uncontrolled arousal.\n\nPLAP PLAT PAP PLAP SPLRRRRRT\n\nFinally, with a few more vicious slams into his backside, Mason gets himself off deep inside of the raccoon. A few dense shots of little boy cum flood Zach's colon, and it all prompts him to ejaculate as well. His smaller hardware only gushes a small string that drips down the front of his couch.\n\nZach is left huffing and catching his breath after the thorough dicking down he's received. Mason meanwhile takes only a couple seconds to breathe and collect himself before stepping back away from the winded big brother.\n\n\"Had better, but at least your ass is good for something,\" the rabbit comments before strolling into Zach's kitchen.\n\nThe raccoon hears the sound of his refrigerator door opening and some rummaging about within. Mason returns holding a bottle of wine- not the finest or most exquisite, but still probably the nicest thing Zach owns, which he'd received as a housewarming gift.\n\nGLUG GLUG\n\nThe rabbit takes a swing straight from the bottle before addressing the still reeling raccoon, \"Hey, get your fat ass up and make me some lunch. I'm hungry after giving you the best lay you're ever gonna get.\"\n\nMason shoves Zach off the couch and takes a seat with the bottle he'd taken. He doesn't drink too much from it, having no intention of getting blackout drunk today, but he helps himself to a generous sip.\n\nZachary meanwhile slowly pulls himself up off the floor. He's been snapped roughly back to reality post-coitus. He tries to formulate some protest or find some way to flip the situation back around, but it's spiraled well out of his control now. Embarrassed and dazed, he finally shuffles toward his own kitchen to prepare something for the little kid who'd just railed him senseless.\n\nHis face feels hot as he grabs some lunch meat and lettuce from the fridge. He'd gotten some sandwich ingredients for exactly this purpose during his last grocery run, but the circumstances have changed drastically from what he'd prepared for.\n\nA far cry from teasingly insisting a helpless little cub keep quiet about what he'd done and eat up peacefully, he now finds himself feeling ashamed and degraded in preparing the simple meal. It's not of his own volition anymore. It's an order from Mason, and it's one he's following to the letter.\n\nThe raccoon finishes spreading mayo over a slice of bread and places it on top to finish the sandwich on a paper plate. He carries it slowly back into his own living room where Mason lounges on his couch watching his TV.\n\n\"Took you long enough,\" the little rabbit says, snatching the plate from Zach's hands.\n\nHe remains nude while he eats, and despite Mason not yet being aroused again, the intense smell of his musk still hangs heavy in the air. Zach is a little surprised the cub can even eat with such a scent looming around, but the bunny must be well used to it by now.\n\nMason eats messily, making no attempt to lean forward over the plate left on his lap. Crumbs and clumps of mayonnaise fall from around his mouth to litter Zach's couch cushions, and Mason clearly couldn't care less.\n\nOnce he's finished with his meal, Mason tosses the paper plate aside and leans back with his arms behind his head to relax and digest.\n\nZach silently grabs the plate off the ground and walks it to the kitchen trash can. He's fully taking care of and cleaning up after the rabbit now without Mason needing to say a word.\n\nFor a short while, Zachary stands silently in the corner while Mason belches and lounges lazily. He isn't sure how to handle such a bold and demanding child, and Mason seems to know this well.\n\nIt isn't until a half hour later that he finally tries to regain control over the situation.\n\n\"So, uhm, h-how about that tutoring? I, uhm, I can help you with your math... problems...\" the raccoon stammers out.\n\n\"Can it.\" Mason finally gets up from the couch.\n\nZach struggles for words as the little rabbit approaches.\n\n\"You forgot your place already, bitch?\" Mason walks up to Zach. The little bunny's cock is getting hard again.\n\nMason grabs hold of Zach and pushes him to the floor. The raccoon struggles to catch himself and keep from hitting the ground hard. He lies exposed now face-up on the floor of his own living room, and the dim light glowing from the ceiling is soon eclipsed when Mason appears standing over him.\n\n\"What're you- Mmph!\"\n\nSCHLAP PLAP PLAT\n\nThe little rabbit crouches down and mounts the raccoon. He stuffs his giant cock all the way into his maw, and the tip sticks past the back of his mouth to prod into his throat.\n\n\"GLK- ACK- MMPH!\" Zach makes muffled protests through the intense face fucking, but Mason clearly couldn't care less.\n\nPLAT PLAP PLAP\n\nHe just lets his sweaty five-year-old balls smack against Zach's face as he plunges deep into his throat again and again and again.\n\n\"Think the lesson'll stick this time, stupid bitch?\" Mason taunts as he keeps up his vicious pace, \"You're fuckin' mine now. Got that?\"\n\nPLAP PLAT PLAT\n\nZachary continues his resistance only briefly before eventually starting to give in. He stops struggling, and though tears well up in his eyes, he begins to simply brace himself and take it. He can only lay and bear the intense punishment the child's cock inflicts on his throat.\n\n\"Dunno why you act like this isn't exactly what you fuckin' wanted, freak,\" the rabbit taunts between breaths, \"I can see how fuckin' hard your one-incher is getting!\"\n\nPLAT PLAP SLAP\n\nZach's senses are overwhelmed. The light of the living room flashes in an out of view as the bunny's nuts and rear end swing up and down over his face. His ears are filled with the sounds of each thrust smacking against him and of his saliva-filled maw sliding around Mason's penetrating shaft. The taste is potent and salty.\n\nMost intense of all, though, is the smell. The thick, hazy musk permeates every inch of his mind. It almost feels hard to breathe at all through the scent, and the feisty little boy on top of him certainly isn't helping with that.\n\nSPLAP PLAT SLAP\n\nMason only picks up the pace as he pleases himself with his assigned big brother. Heedless of Zachary's near unconsciousness, he presses on. Sweat drips from Mason's body over Zach, and his cock pulses in the raccoon's throat the closer he gets to climax.\n\nHis intense thrusts turn to the most vicious motions his hips can muster with the full force of his entire body rocketing him toward climax. The furious fucking builds until finally...\n\nPLAP PLAT SMACK SPLRRRRRT\n\nThe little rabbit climaxes down Zach's throat just as a knock comes on the door. The heavy load of jizz floods the raccoon's gullet and maw, and some of it gushes out around the sides.\n\nZach is left sputtering and barely conscious on the floor with the salty tang of Mason's spunk burning into his tongue. 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Zachary's attention is drawn from scrolling social media on his phone to the mail slot in his apartment's front door when it flips open and a letter slides in.

He leans forward on his dull, burgundy couch. The springs inside creak in protest as he slowly stands and sets his phone on the coffee table.

Soft pawsteps track across the floor to the envelope sat on the yellow-tinted shag carpet. He squints under the dim light of his living room at the label by the stamp. His heartbeat gets just a little faster as he reads the name of the sender: Maple Creek Big Brother Program.

Zach is in his early 20's. He's a raccoon with more than his fair share of deviant impulses, and he's never been one to possess fine impulse control. When he'd signed up for the Big Brother Program, he'd had one thing on his mind.

And that one thing returns to his thoughts as he hastily tears his mail open to find an acceptance letter inside.

Dear Zachary,

We have found you to be an exceptional applicant for the Maple Creek Big Brother Program. Your application has been accepted.

You've been assigned to tutor 5-year-old Mason Edrich, who is struggling with mathematics and behavioral issues. Your first tutoring session will be on Monday, the 23rd.

Thank you for your commitment to happier, healthier youth and a better tomorrow.

-April Grace, Acting President of the Maple Creek Big Brother Program

By the time he finishes reading the short letter, the raccoon has grown rock solid with an insatiable erection. A small tent is faintly visible poking at the front of his pants, and he almost drools a little thinking about the vulnerable small child that's soon to be delivered to his doorstep.

"Just a week away- Fuck-" Zach's free hand slips into his pants uncontrollably, and he shuffles toward his bedroom.

The raccoon slips into the room and shuts the door behind him, though it's truly a formality considering he lives alone. His pants are at his ankles before he even hops onto his bed, and he grips his stubby shaft with a firm hand.

FAP FAP FAP FAP FAP

The rest of Zachary's night is spent furiously masturbating. His imagination places a small, innocent little boy in so many positions with his rear end exposed and tiny pre-pubescent dick hanging loose.

FAP FAP FAP FAP FAP

The thought of his groping hands exploring every inch of a helpless child's body spurs him on. Deviant fantasies of intense rape, forced kisses, and intent groping carry him along for the next several long hours of pleasuring himself until he's left exhausted and drenched in sweat on his bed.

He doesn't even get up to clean himself off before he falls asleep, delirious and dizzy from the thrilling high of what he's set himself up to do.

It's one week later. Zachary still feels like he's barely collected himself from when he first got his acceptance letter. His heart pounds in his chest as anticipation builds. It's Monday, the 23rd. He'll be meeting his new little brother very soon.

He nearly jumps when the knock finally comes on the door. A quick rapping jolts Zach upright, and he struggles to calm the blush on his face and the sweat dripping down his forehead as he steps forward to answer it.

"Hello, Zachary?"

The raccoon is greeted by a tall woman, a rabbit with big floppy ears and a white coat. She has a kind, albeit concerned expression.

At her side, just behind her, is the little rabbit who must be Mason. He has brown fur and a face scrunched up in annoyance. There's a good chance he didn't want to come here in the first place.

"Yep, eheh, that's me!" the raccoon overthinks his own speaking patterns, but the mother seems unconcerned.

"Oh, good. Little Mason here is having some trouble in school. I don't know how much they told you, but he's not turning in his math papers, and between you and me..." here the woman leans in to whisper to Zachary, "he's really been falling in with a bad crowd. A lot of the rowdier kids who get real mean and don't do their work."

The mother leans back again and speaks with a smile, "So just, be a good role model for my little boy, won't you?"

"Y-Yeah, of course! Absolutely! Just- happy to help!" Zachary is overwhelmed with the cruel irony of the situation. It gets him hot in his pants, though his erection is small enough to go unnoticed. His only focus in this moment is on trying to keep his cool, which he is regardless not at all adept at.

After what feels like an eternity, however, she finally bids him farewell and gives Mason a gentle pat on the back to go in and get to know his new tutor.

"Alright, I'll be back to pick him up at seven!" she says as she steps away from the door, "Have fun, you two!"

"Y-Yep! Will do! Ahah-" Zach shuts the door as soon as the little rabbit gets inside.

The raccoon finally exhales, though his heart is still racing fast. The hard part is over. He has the kid now. All alone with him. He works himself up further just thinking about it, and he struggles to run through in his mind the plan he prepared for how to get away with all the deviant acts he'd plotted.

WHUMP SLIIIIIDE

What he hadn't been paying attention to is Mason himself. The little bunny drops his book bag and kicks it to the side with a disgruntled huff.

"You, uhm-" Zach tries to greet the child, who he realizes he's yet to say a single word to yet.

"Oh, shut it," Mason replies defiantly.

The raccoon tries to formulate a response, but he isn't given the breathing room by the rabbit in his care.

FWUMP

The bunny pulls down his own pants on the spot, entirely unprompted.

Zach is stunned by how bold the little cub is, and far more by the size of the boy's fully erect cock. Far from the tiny, pre-pubescent dick he'd expected, Mason's shaft is a full ten inches and twitching in anticipation. It's larger than his own by a wide margin, and the big brother isn't sure how he even fit it in his pants.

Only a couple seconds after the sight of Mason's cock hits him, Zach is struck by the smell. The musk wafting off the 5-year-old is more than intense. It hits him like a truck, completely overpowering his senses. He feels like part of his mind is shutting off, smothered by the scent.

All the little rabbit has done is take off his pants, and the whole apartment already smells like him.

The stunned would-be predator fumbles over his words, lost on how to even react. He is given no opportunity to collect himself, however.

FWUMP

"Let's see what we're workin' with here," Mason yanks down Zach's pants, revealing his undersized cock, dripping pre.

"Huh, and here I pegged you as a perv- Oh wait, no, you are hard! That thing's just fucking tiny. Fuckin' pedo and you have a tiny dick!"

Mason steps right up next to Zach, though he has to yank Zach down into a crouch to get their cocks side by side. Their direct comparison proves Zach's cock barely a tenth Mason's length, though the overwhelming disparity in size was already abundantly clear from a glance.

"Fuckin' tiny! Goddamn, you've barely got a cock at all!" Mason gives Zach a light shove.

The overwhelmed raccoon barely catches himself with his pants still around his ankles. "Y-You can't talk to me like that!" he shouts, but his protests fall on deaf ears.

"I'll talk to you however I want! You're my bitch now," Mason retorts as he hops a little to get his hands on Zach's back and force him over toward the couch, "Go ahead and try to stop me, I'll tell them you touched me. I'll ruin your life!"

Mason kicks Zach behind the knee to force his legs to buckle into a kneeling position, bent over his own living room sofa with his ass hanging low. Low enough for him to reach.

PAP PLAP PLAT PAP

Mason digs his fingers into Zachary's back to get a good hold of him and forces his cock balls deep into his ass. The raccoon had experimented with anal before a few times, but Mason is absolutely huge. His length is well beyond anything Zach has ever taken.

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The 5-year-old smacks Zach's ass, "What, were you hopin' to score when you signed up, pervert? I might be five, but I'm outta your league!"

Zachary meanwhile bites his tongue to not moan or scream or otherwise alert the entire building to what's happening in his apartment. His mind races as the cub forcefully violates him, and the persistent smell of the little rabbit's musk only grows stronger.

PLAT PLAP PAP PLAT

"If this weren't a rape, it'd be a pity fuck, you miserable bitch," Mason keeps up an intense pace as he pleasures himself with his assigned big brother.

The raccoon meanwhile slowly starts to lose his grip on himself. It's intense. It hurts a little. But it feels good. This must be what he wanted all along, surely.

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Mason, however, only sees the adult as a means to his own pleasure.

"Were you hoping for this or did you think you could top me with that thing? I don't think I'd even feel it if you tried fucking me!"

The rabbit speeds up as he comes closer and closer to climax. Zach reels from the intense sensations, and his tiny cock throbs with uncontrolled arousal.

PLAP PLAT PAP PLAP SPLRRRRRT

Finally, with a few more vicious slams into his backside, Mason gets himself off deep inside of the raccoon. A few dense shots of little boy cum flood Zach's colon, and it all prompts him to ejaculate as well. His smaller hardware only gushes a small string that drips down the front of his couch.

Zach is left huffing and catching his breath after the thorough dicking down he's received. Mason meanwhile takes only a couple seconds to breathe and collect himself before stepping back away from the winded big brother.

"Had better, but at least your ass is good for something," the rabbit comments before strolling into Zach's kitchen.

The raccoon hears the sound of his refrigerator door opening and some rummaging about within. Mason returns holding a bottle of wine- not the finest or most exquisite, but still probably the nicest thing Zach owns, which he'd received as a housewarming gift.

GLUG GLUG

The rabbit takes a swing straight from the bottle before addressing the still reeling raccoon, "Hey, get your fat ass up and make me some lunch. I'm hungry after giving you the best lay you're ever gonna get."

Mason shoves Zach off the couch and takes a seat with the bottle he'd taken. He doesn't drink too much from it, having no intention of getting blackout drunk today, but he helps himself to a generous sip.

Zachary meanwhile slowly pulls himself up off the floor. He's been snapped roughly back to reality post-coitus. He tries to formulate some protest or find some way to flip the situation back around, but it's spiraled well out of his control now. Embarrassed and dazed, he finally shuffles toward his own kitchen to prepare something for the little kid who'd just railed him senseless.

His face feels hot as he grabs some lunch meat and lettuce from the fridge. He'd gotten some sandwich ingredients for exactly this purpose during his last grocery run, but the circumstances have changed drastically from what he'd prepared for.

A far cry from teasingly insisting a helpless little cub keep quiet about what he'd done and eat up peacefully, he now finds himself feeling ashamed and degraded in preparing the simple meal. It's not of his own volition anymore. It's an order from Mason, and it's one he's following to the letter.

The raccoon finishes spreading mayo over a slice of bread and places it on top to finish the sandwich on a paper plate. He carries it slowly back into his own living room where Mason lounges on his couch watching his TV.

"Took you long enough," the little rabbit says, snatching the plate from Zach's hands.

He remains nude while he eats, and despite Mason not yet being aroused again, the intense smell of his musk still hangs heavy in the air. Zach is a little surprised the cub can even eat with such a scent looming around, but the bunny must be well used to it by now.

Mason eats messily, making no attempt to lean forward over the plate left on his lap. Crumbs and clumps of mayonnaise fall from around his mouth to litter Zach's couch cushions, and Mason clearly couldn't care less.

Once he's finished with his meal, Mason tosses the paper plate aside and leans back with his arms behind his head to relax and digest.

Zach silently grabs the plate off the ground and walks it to the kitchen trash can. He's fully taking care of and cleaning up after the rabbit now without Mason needing to say a word.

For a short while, Zachary stands silently in the corner while Mason belches and lounges lazily. He isn't sure how to handle such a bold and demanding child, and Mason seems to know this well.

It isn't until a half hour later that he finally tries to regain control over the situation.

"So, uhm, h-how about that tutoring? I, uhm, I can help you with your math... problems..." the raccoon stammers out.

"Can it." Mason finally gets up from the couch.

Zach struggles for words as the little rabbit approaches.

"You forgot your place already, bitch?" Mason walks up to Zach. The little bunny's cock is getting hard again.

Mason grabs hold of Zach and pushes him to the floor. The raccoon struggles to catch himself and keep from hitting the ground hard. He lies exposed now face-up on the floor of his own living room, and the dim light glowing from the ceiling is soon eclipsed when Mason appears standing over him.

"What're you- Mmph!"

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The little rabbit crouches down and mounts the raccoon. He stuffs his giant cock all the way into his maw, and the tip sticks past the back of his mouth to prod into his throat.

"GLK- ACK- MMPH!" Zach makes muffled protests through the intense face fucking, but Mason clearly couldn't care less.

PLAT PLAP PLAP

He just lets his sweaty five-year-old balls smack against Zach's face as he plunges deep into his throat again and again and again.

"Think the lesson'll stick this time, stupid bitch?" Mason taunts as he keeps up his vicious pace, "You're fuckin' mine now. Got that?"

PLAP PLAT PLAT

Zachary continues his resistance only briefly before eventually starting to give in. He stops struggling, and though tears well up in his eyes, he begins to simply brace himself and take it. He can only lay and bear the intense punishment the child's cock inflicts on his throat.

"Dunno why you act like this isn't exactly what you fuckin' wanted, freak," the rabbit taunts between breaths, "I can see how fuckin' hard your one-incher is getting!"

PLAT PLAP SLAP

Zach's senses are overwhelmed. The light of the living room flashes in an out of view as the bunny's nuts and rear end swing up and down over his face. His ears are filled with the sounds of each thrust smacking against him and of his saliva-filled maw sliding around Mason's penetrating shaft. The taste is potent and salty.

Most intense of all, though, is the smell. The thick, hazy musk permeates every inch of his mind. It almost feels hard to breathe at all through the scent, and the feisty little boy on top of him certainly isn't helping with that.

SPLAP PLAT SLAP

Mason only picks up the pace as he pleases himself with his assigned big brother. Heedless of Zachary's near unconsciousness, he presses on. Sweat drips from Mason's body over Zach, and his cock pulses in the raccoon's throat the closer he gets to climax.

His intense thrusts turn to the most vicious motions his hips can muster with the full force of his entire body rocketing him toward climax. The furious fucking builds until finally...

PLAP PLAT SMACK SPLRRRRRT

The little rabbit climaxes down Zach's throat just as a knock comes on the door. The heavy load of jizz floods the raccoon's gullet and maw, and some of it gushes out around the sides.

Zach is left sputtering and barely conscious on the floor with the salty tang of Mason's spunk burning into his tongue. Mason meanwhile gets up, silently gathers his clothes, and once dressed, cracks open the door.

"Hey, Mom," he says unenthusiastically as he steps out and closes the door behind him.

"How was it, Mason?" his mother greets him warmly and wraps him in an unwanted hug.

She reaches for the handle.

"Eh, it was fine. Let's go," Mason tugs his mother's hand and starts to lead her away.

"Oh, I wanted to go in and talk to him. I should see how it went at least," she says, though she continues moving away from the door with her son.

"I'm hungry. You can text him about it later, Mom," Mason plays it off to keep her from seeing what a mess he's made of his big brother.

She lets out an exaggerated sigh, "Well, alright. Burger Palace, then?"

Back in the apartment, Zachary lays on the floor. The apartment feels like it's spinning around him, and the lingering scent is so strong that it takes him a moment to process that Mason has even left.

The raccoon sits up slowly and rubs his head. He needs to redress himself, clean up... Mason certainly did a number on him.

He lets out a little sigh then stands and gets to it. Some part of him, though, longs silently for it to happen again.

In the car on the way home, Mason's mother prompts, "So do you think it's something you'd want to do again, sweetie?"

"Mhm, yeah, sure," the rabbit grunts out from the back seat between bites of his kids meal.

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