That particular weekend's game hadn't gone as well as Dox had hoped it would. His team had lost, but it was a close game, and it wasn't for a championship anyway. He was still in good spirits, and that had mostly to do with the fact that win or lose, he was hitting up a party that weekend.
When it was time to shower, change and shove off, Dox was usually the first in and the last out. Everybody wanted to talk to him and ask what they could have done better, or at least see if he wanted to hang out. He usually did, but not tonight. He told them where he'd be, though.
Seeing Dox alone in the locker room was something Aaron was used to. He had the nasty job of picking up towels and jockstraps, and he was the one who sponged the sweat off the benches and sprayed Lysol on them. Nobody felt particularly bad for him because he wasn't actually into any of the sports; he was an outsider. He didn't often talk with them.
Aaron still understood some of the mindsets that came with sports, and he was polite. In the middle of wiping down one of the benches where countless naked, sweaty asses had been, he said quietly, "I bet you'll get them next time."
The fox glanced over his shoulder, surprised to hear an unfamiliar voice. The bunny talked like such a sissy that for a moment, Dox thought a girl had slipped into the locker room. He smiled thinly. "Ah, yeah, I guess so. Good game, either way. You a-a-are Aaron, right?"
A blush warmed up Aaron's blue cheeks. He grinned and had to force himself not to giggle. That he covered his snout with a paw covered in the sweat of other men seemed not to occur to him. "Yes... I didn't think you'd know who I was."
Dox winked. "Nobody ever expects that! It's like everybody thinks I'm an asshole." He laughed, standing up. The crotch pouch of his jockstrap bounced with the sudden jerk. Nothing else covered his athletic, red body on which well-earned sweat glistened. "Jeez, don't they give you gloves for that job?" he tutted, taking a few steps closer.
Aaron dropped the sponge. It landed with a wet smack on the bench. Something small stirred under his jeans, a ratty and faded pair he wore for his dirty work. "Um, uh. Not really."
Tilting his head, Dox chuckled and asked, "Not really what? That, uh," he laughed, "that answer doesn't make a whole lot of sense."
"Oh, uh, I'm sorry." Aaron straightened and smoothed down his shirt. "I'm a little bit starstruck, I guess," he lied.
A pace away from the bunny, Dox braced his paws on his hips. "Well, it's cool to meet you, then! Even though I'm not much of a star." Yet when he followed the bunny's gentle, green eyes, he found that he was being checked out. Dox, who was used to homoeroticism in the locker room, slipped his thumbs into the waistband of his jock. He tugged it down slowly, tweaking his sheath which formed a fat bulge in the pouch.
"Then I bet you'd lo-o-ove," Dox began, getting Aaron's undivided (and embarrassed) attention, "an autograph. Right?"
Aaron chuckled nervously. "Yea-a-ah. I'm just so nervous about asking, you know...?"
Dox could be coy when he wanted to. Being a fox (at least mostly one) made him very good at the requisite expressions. His smile was wide, not quite toothy, but smug nevertheless. "Hmm, I'd need something to write on. And a pen." He swished his tail. "Any ideas?"
"I can't say I have any, no," Aaron murmured, turning away. "Ah, never mind. I should just get back to work, you probably have somewhere to be."
Aaron knelt and went back to sponging and spritzing, pointedly keeping his knees together and his eyes off the fox. Dox, smile mellowing but body language gaining distinct swagger, slipped down his sweat-stained jock and closed the small gap. Aaron looked up, reluctantly. The fox's sheath encroached on their gazes. "I betcha I can give you something better than an autograph."
The rabbit started to grin, but nervously. His tail wiggled. "You think so?"
"Pretty sure."
Dox laughed. It was his easy, polite laugh which charmed panties off with ease. "Hey, without fans, I'm just a sweaty guy playing with balls. Gotta keep you guys happy."
It took no coercion for Aaron to drop his cleaning supplies, letting them land where they may. He reached out with soft, damp paws and clutched Dox's sheath. The warmth of the fur and flesh made him shiver and his long ears splayed back, limp. "You've got a beautiful body, I hope you know."
Smugness wasn't becoming of Dox, but he could dip into it - especially when he knew it was justified. He grinned, rocking on his feet nonchalantly. "Ah, yeah, I have a pretty good idea of it... tell me something, though."
Aaron, just then pushing his nose into the musky opening of Dox's sheath, looked up from the tops of his eyes. "Mmm?"
"Is my dong what you rea-a-ally want?"
The playfulness was hard to ignore. Aaron lightly laughed, almost giggling, and his cheeks reddened. "Well--, wait, what do you mean? Trick question?"
"Not at all," Dox reassured him. He reached down, petting Aaron between his ears, watching with some pleasure as their stalks splayed further. Bunny ears always struck him as endearing. "I just figured you might be more of a butt-kisser, you know?"
Aaron couldn't help but let loose an embarrassed laugh. His small penis was struggling under his briefs. "Gosh, if that's not the clumsiest way I've heard someone ask me to rim them..."
Dox was blushing then too, and frowning, but he started to grin and laugh very quickly. "All right, all right, I ain't exactly a smooth-talker. I'm here on a football scholarship, y'know - real learning is for nerds." He twisted around with a snicker, the brush of his tail high and his athletic, greatly sweaty ass laid bare. He gave it an inviting pat.
"Goddamn," cooed Aaron at the sudden display. He licked along his lip, then his overbite. Feeling very hot suddenly, he pulled his shirt off and tossed it carelessly aside. "Well... yeah, I guess I can be a little bit off an ass-kisser, sure."
The fox grinned, full of vulpine mischief. He batted Aaron's head with the fluff of his tail and looked over his shoulder. "Well, if that's what gets you going, then how about it?"
Aaron couldn't see a flaw in that logic. His breathing tight and excited, a paw on his small package, he pushed his quivering nose into the fox's ass crack. Pillowy white fur heavy with sweat brushed against his snout. His mere entry stirred up scents of musk even before his nose hit the bullseye, and when his nostrils actually did bump the fox's pucker, he was stricken by just how fine Dox smelled. Aaron was no connoisseur of anal musk, but he wasn't a stranger to it either. He moaned sluttishly and wrapped his arms around Dox's thighs.
"More of a butt sniffer than a kisser," Dox remarked, dryly. He squeezed his sheath, tiredly disgorging his fat, cut cock. "I'm not gonna lie, I like that bein' a football star gets me attention like this."
You deserve it. You really, really deserve it, thought Aaron, planting a hot, wet kiss on the fox's anus. Not content with smooches alone, thinking them only the beginning, he began to lick and lap, smearing down the already matted fur with runners of slobber, making the pucker itself gleam in a way sweat alone couldn't cause.
Dox stroked himself with a lazy touch. He rolled back his eyes, closing them, pointing his narrow snout upward. "Mmm-mmm... as good as a tongue can feel back there, I can see why some guys'll bend over for some dick. Don't get any ideas about that, though."
Aaron had no such ideas. He didn't fuck asses; he worshiped them, and that was as far as it went. And on that note, he started to dig his sinful tongue into Dox, defying the snug pink muscle of his asshole and wrenching it open slowly - out of difficulty, not care.
Regardless of the challenge his tight behind was giving Aaron, Dox was happy. He let himself double over and his bottom perked into the rabbit's face. His tight anal muscles flexed and squeezed around the invading object. Stroking himself faster, opening his eyes to slits, he murmured, "You don't mess around, huh?"
The bunny took it as a compliment. He smiled into Dox's rear and gave the fox yet more attention, grinding and shoving, trying his hardest to force his tongue in as deep as he could make it go. Tastes of musk and the overabundant smell of sweat dominated his senses. He was stiff as a board under his bottoms, wanting desperately to whip it out and rub himself until he popped, but he knew it wouldn't take more than a few seconds, and an orgasm would sap his will to continue loving on even such a perfect ass. He kept his arms around the fox's legs and tonguefucked him with no more thought given to his own needful hard-on.
Where Aaron was keeping his paws off himself, however, Dox was openly masturbating. Precum shot across the tile, adding to its slipperiness. His tongue hung from between his jaws and his ears splayed back, much as he loved when Aaron's did the same. Inelegant, pleasured noises escaped his slack mouth. An involuntary grin tugged up his jowls at the edges.
Aaron had no idea he was about to make Dox squirt. He was fully invested in the prettyboy quarterback's asshole, slurping it deep and smearing his slobber far inside. His teeth and lips ground against the fur and flesh just around the pucker; his hot breath, sometimes from his nostrils and sometimes his mouth, washed all through the fox's ass crack and added to the swampy humidity. He had become a complete and total buttslut, property of Dox, and his doting made it abundantly clear.
"Aw... aw, gawd," Dox mumbled, barely pulling his tongue inside to speak. An inch of it still stuck out, making his words slurred and drunk. "Gawd." He bit his lip, tongue too, rolling back his eyes and pinning his ears back sharply. Under his grip, his red cock took on a mild plum shade and gobs of precum shot from its tip. In that moment just prior to his orgasm, he groaned from somewhere deep in his well-developed lungs and arched his back. His ass clenched down snug around the bunny's tongue, momentarily trapping it, causing Aaron a second of distress before the pleasure of worship took over again.
Dox shuddered, pushing his butt back into the rabbit's face. He came, the cum shooting from his strangled member under alarming pressure. The force of the exit and the size of the first rope only added to the peak of his pleasure and he gasped, suddenly beginning to tremble as he rode out his orgasm on Aaron's snout. Again and again he shot through his fingers, gumming them up. The mess splattered across the floor in fanning webs, each rope landing with a small, wet smack. It was quite a mess for Aaron to have to clean up, but the fact that he was giving the rabbit more work to deal with was the last thing on his mind at that moment.
"Je-e-esus, that was so good," Dox said sheepishly. He was still trembling, especially in his sticky fingers, but he managed to straighten himself out. Watery semen fell from his pulsing cock, which was gradually regaining its red flush. "Ah... you 'bout done back there?"
The rabbit wasn't, but he pulled away slowly, freeing his snout from the warm, wet embrace of Dox's ass cheeks. He wiped his lips on the back of his arm and sat back heavily. "I didn't think I'd make you pop," he said bashfully. "You were right, though - that's a lot more interesting than an autograph."
Dox laughed, gradually becoming his good-natured self again. He sat on the bench beside Aaron and pulled the bunny in close, sweaty bodies grinding together. He kissed the rabbit on the lips, mindful of his overbite. "Hey, buddy," he said with a smile, "there's a party coming up this Saturday. Exclusive, rich turds only, that kinda thing. Wanna go?"
"Not really," Aaron said. "Glib preppies and douchebags aren't my kinda thing. Doesn't sound like your kinda thing either."
Coy, Dox said, "Guess it's not, no."
Seeing an opening and seizing right on it, Aaron pecked Dox's cheek and cooed near his ear, "So don't go. Just come back here... I'll be waiting right on this bench."
"Now that," and Dox nipped Aaron's neck, making the bunny gasp, "sounds like my kinda night."
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