Looks like Skate gets to finally pound that ass! ... Or does he?
This is the first page of what could possibly be a 6-page comic collab that me and the bird are doing, it will be our biggest collab yet!
Ever since these two characters were shipped, I have been seeing comments from people saying I should have Skate top Hawkbit for once, and I have to admit, I would like to see that myself too! So I figure its time to make that happen... or does it? We shall see ;P
As of right now this comic looks to be about 6 to 7 pages long, with a story for each part. I will be posting these pages randomly, I can not say for sure when each one will be posted, but I will try to post one page every two weeks or so.
Artwork was done by Me, the story was written by \r\n\t\t\t\t\t
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Dreams Do Cum True - Part 1
The sky was amber, the sun a dying ember sinking into a lake of honey. Its beams were golden, visible now more than ever as they shone through the gaps in trees to leave warm little patches on the ground that would quickly fade and cool as night set in.
On a distant hillside a small brown rodent or squirrely nature hopped between them, making a game of catching the dying light and the last heat of the day. In each pool of glowing gold he turned to illuminate his backside, was soaking up its last warmth, toasting his coat so that he could carry the heat of day with him to bed. He could almost feel it, filling him somehow, as if he were solar powered. It was almost a pity to have to turn in for the night; it had been a busy day, and not just though busy in the way that only a squirrel could make it. Not too far from him... somewhere, was a larger rodent, longer of ear and fonder of carrot. Unless rabbits weren't rodents of course... but then were squirrels? Skater didn't know, and he was one. A squirrel that was, not a rabbit.
Thoughts like these kept his mind from slowing which kept his body from napping, a most regrettable situation. He'd been running at top speed all day, but he still felt strangely energized. He was accompanying his partner on a 'long patrol' which involved staking out distant territory of the rabbit's warren, an overnight affair. Technically he shouldn't have been (and therefore wasn't) there but it was a fun thing to do, and he never turned down fun. It was a chance to be out in the wide open world, sleep under the stars, maybe even face a dash of danger now and then. (A very small dash of course; as a squirrel Skater couldn't be having with large dashes of anything. Around noon that day a wasp had buzzed quite loudly at him, and that had been enough thrills for the day.) But eventually as the light faded to the redness of a dying ember he made his way to the flattened pile of long grass he'd prepared earlier, that served as the squirrel equivalent of a feather mattress, and tried to curl up and go to sleep.
Yet sleep still evaded him as he tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable. Eyes closed he waited to drift off into dreams but he couldn't quite manage it. There was just the plain, dull blackness behind his eyelids, the sensation of staring at nothing, which was exactly what he was doing. Irritation gave way to annoyance as he silently berated his own brain for clinging so stubbornly to consciousness. Once or twice he almost managed it, entering that vague, timeless void between wakefulness and slumber, but he'd always resurface, an unknown amount of time later, alone on his back, in the dark, on the grass.
"Well well, I was going to see where you had got to, but maybe I should've just stayed where I was and waited for you to come rolling to me."
The squirrel's eyes shot open at the sudden voice from the shadows. It was a familiar one, but still surprising. It belonged to Hawkbit, the large gray bunny buck who was his mate, and whom he had followed on his particular bit of bunny business that day. It was absolutely dripping with its usual smug assuredness, as if its owner had just managed to stick a 'kick me' sign on the whole world and was waiting for the fallout. Skater struggled to his feet, awkwardly brushing stems of straw from his coat and turning to face the larger male.
"Hawk? I thought we were sleeping separate??"
"Figured you could use some company, fuzzbutt. I bought a midnight snack for good measure."
Standing out, and standing up, in the darkness the rabbit was indeed carrying a snack in his mouth; a carrot in fact. Though on the thin side, possibly scavenged from a local garden, it served to slightly muffle his voice and make him look so stereotypically lapine. It was a small one, barely a few inches long, and really would serve only as an appetizer rather than a good meal -except for a mouse. Notable, as expected given the rabbit's tendency to focus on his own needs, was the fact that the carrot was the only thing he had bought.
"For you, perhaps. I notice a distinct lack of acorns or other assorted nuts."
"Oh on the contrary, I bought two! Feel free to enjoy them at your leisure. After all, I know I'm tasty."
"Really? Now?"
"What better time? One of these carrot can go in your mouth, the other somewhere else! And lucky you, I'll let you pick which one!"
It was at that point that Skater realized that it wasn't just his mate's posture that was standing erect. The bunny buck was quite clearly showing off as he stood there, slightly facing the smaller male but turned to the side so that his hard, thick length could be most clearly seen. It jutted skywards just above the heavy pair of nuts the rabbit had alluded to, neatly framed by his legs, feet askew to give it plenty of room as it was proudly shown off to the smaller buck. It was not an unfamiliar sight for the smaller buck; sometimes the rabbit sauntered about hard all day, though usually her preferred actions over words or mere views. There was subtlety, then there was Hawkbit; the squirrel could only be thankful he hadn't awoken to it poking him in the face, which had been the case on more than one occasion.
"No...? Not hungry?"
The atmosphere on the shaded hillside suddenly grew a lot more heated somehow as the wafting scent of male arousal finally made its was to the squirrel's twitching nose, signals lighting up and racing along his spine like silver sparks. All the while the lapine appeared almost nonchalant, removing the carrot from his mouth and chewing on it noisily. Some might have gone for a more seductive route, along the lines of licking or sucking on the orange root, but Hawkbit had always been far more brash and the sharp sounds of crunching and chewing could be heard echoing through the scattered tree trunks that surrounded the pair as he quickly finished off his snack. The very last bite was theatrically and deftly flicked into a waiting maw which closed around it with a *snap*.
"Well... I'm full. What about you? Want to get started brushbutt? Come on over here and have a snack, there's plenty to go 'round!"
"I was trying to get some sleep..."
"And failing. You know what would help? Burning off some of that excess energy. I mean... I usually do all the work, but maybe you could... I dunno, wriggle a bit."
Skater tried to sound annoyed, as he had every right to be, being woken up in the middle of the night... or maybe it was only early...? Well woken up at any rate and by a horny rabbit who obviously wanted him to stay up (in more than one sense) for a considerable time longer. But he could barely be bothered to make the effort. For one thing it was hardly unusual for the bunny to be hopping by at naptime, even out here. He often played big spoon which was always a comforting thing; many nights the squirrel had fallen asleep curled up against the soft, pale fur of the bigger buck's chest. And for another the brushtail was finding himself growing ever more aroused. Sure he wasn't about to cave like a doe in heat but he was feeling increasingly warm under his fur as various bits of him decided, without his input, that if he wasn't going to be getting any sleep then he may as well be having some fun. Almost without his noticing his breathing had sped up and grown hotter, his tail twitching and his ears perked. This too wasn't unusual; as mates, and two very... active males, the pair almost continuously engaged in various nocturnal activities (even if they sometimes happened in the middle of the day.) and doubtless the rabbit had likewise got bored after a whole... seven or eight hours having not mounted his partner once, and sought the squirrel out for some nighttime fun. What was unusual was that Hawkbit actually noticed the smaller buck's hesitation and suddenly changed tactics.
"What's the matter? Not in the mood for nuts tonight? No problem, that's not all on offer..."
With a smirk the bunny fell forward onto all fours, crouching slightly as he turned away from the sciurine, taking a few steps before looking back over his shoulder at his mate. This newest position practically flaunted the rabbit's rear as he raised his tail exposing the tight pink entrance beneath it. He carefully stepped around the squirrel, somehow contriving to keep his hindquarters pointed squarely at Skater at all times, the brushtail's throat going dry as he saw them sway slowly back and forth in front of him, just a few inches away now, almost beckoning him to come forward and claim the larger male.
"Come on squirrely, I know how much you've wanted this for so long... fantasizing every day... Nows' your chance to fuck this ass!"
The rabbit was being teasing, almost sultry. Anyone who didn't know him might have thought his slutty display was that of a true bitch, an enticing little dance to get a buck in the mood. It was astounding how well he palyed the part of a doe given his usual dominant demeanor. He was trying to be arousing and succeeding magnificently, still soemhow in control even as he offered up his hole for the squirrel to use, for his own pleasure. And Skater did feel a twitch in his loins, the rapidly sprouting seeds of arousal as he stared at the fine, softly curved hindquarters. They were almost perfect, plump and round enough to squeeze, softy and cushiony. But also hiding a firm, toned musculature that would be just right to push against and into, just perfect to grip and squeeze every inch of his cock.
"After all, you're the one with all the energy tonight; maybe you could expend all the effort this time... I can just sit here and enjoy the show... Come on squirrel, you know you want this, you know you NEED this... well its ready and waiting!"
The brown buck still hesitated, knowing well that it wouldn't be that easy. If there was one certainty in life it was that the gray bunny buck preferred to top and only ever relinquished that position when he had no other choice... and never to Skater thus far. And he was fond of tricks and turnabouts too; so this invitation most certainly couldn't be trusted. Still, it was difficult not to stare dumbly at the magnificent male before him; the pose so neatly framing everything that made him so maddeningly hot. The raised tail, just below it a tight, hot entrance, then a heavy pair of full orbs and finally the thick, eager length between his legs. All being very visibly shown off to the paralyzed squirrel as Skater tried to control himself and avoid falling prey to anything uncouth. For he could see the rabbit looking over his shoulder and scrutinizing his partner, with that same eager, horny and exceedingly smug expression on his face that positively guaranteed mischief. He noticed the smaller buck's continued reticence, eventually turning away with an exaggerated sigh and faux-look of surprise.
"My my, seems that my poor little buck really is feeling tired tonight. Well okay then, perhaps we should both just lie down and get some sleep."
Stepping heavily around the squirrel, Hawkbit made his way to what was the pair's bed, the pile of flattened grass that could easily be made to serve both of them, as such had many times before. Yawning loudly the rabbit's ears drooped and his gait slowed, a comical portrayal of total exhaustion as the longear overacted to his heart's content. Seemingly paying no attention to the squirrel he flopped to the floor, almost throwing himself onto his side as he landed as heavily as if he'd been shot, body totally limp and laid out on the golden straw.
Very carefully laid out in fact; on his side, but with his head turned to observe the brushtail's approach. He was also smirking again, in that way that only he could. It was a look the squirrel knew well and it told him that he wasn't going to be getting much sleep that night, no matter what he did. He could simply fall asleep right then and there and he'd awake in the morning in the rabbit's grasp, his fur sticky. As he stepped closer the lapine raised a paw, patting his own flank with it in an inviting manner. Skater's attention couldn't help but once more be drawn to the rabbit's hindquarters, a soft, gray curve that was being so demurely presented to him. He noted with interest how the buck's tail was still raised, exposing its white underside as a flag of invitation, how his legs were carefully askew discreetly showing off that inviting pink pucker between them, at just the perfect height for a smaller rodent like himself to take advantage of.
"Now why don't you join me, nut boy? Come over here, get nice and close and we can make each other warm on this chilly night."
"Ooof. You're just begging me to mount you tonight, aren't you? What's the catch?"
"No catch. Get here, get on, get in and get off."
"Like you'd make it that easy for me to pound that butt?"
To his surprise, rather than object or say something snarky, the rabbit snickered, his tail flagging even higher.
"Maybe I'm doing this because I know that instead of pouncing like a real buck you'll just stand there twiddling your thumbs. Maybe I will just go to sleep and leave you standing there; unable to pick up the courage to enjoy this fine ass, nursing a hard-on until sunrise. Your choice squirrel: either go to sleep or fuck me, I have fun either way."
It was indeed possible that this was some sort of setup; but at this point Skater found he simply didn't care. As he stood there, staring, he could feel himself growing erect at a surprising speed. Looking down he could see his tip had already emerged, growing another inch as he watched. It took mere seconds for his full length to make itself known, twitching eagerly in the heated air and adding the scent of his own arousal to that of his partner, pheromones saturating the air as the two males held their ground, waiting for something to happen. Finally Skater made a choice; he had to at least try after all; what did he have to lose? Sure he might end up being the one mounted, as he had countless times before; but that was fun in itself too and he could be assured of a soft gray paw on his shaft getting him off. Besides, he could only barely contain himself as it was, the heady scent of excitement activating all the right instincts. How long had it been since they'd last mated? Six hours? Seven? He wouldn't be able to help himself come morning anyway. Resigning himself to whatever happened next he stepped forward.
"Oh look! Someone's finally in the mood! You gonna use that fuckstick, or will I have to use mine?"
"Alright, you asked for it. But don't start whining when I ride that ass good and proper."
The rabbit smirked even more widely, somehow managing to fit even more smugness into one expression. A paw reached back, gripping his flank and tugging slightly, the tension lifting one of his legs in the air a bit and making the rabbit's ready ad waiting hole even more apparent.
"If you don't ride it nice and hard then I'm not complaining, I'm flipping you over and showing you how it's done!"
That did it; the final comment that made up the squirrel's mind. Determined now to breed his mate, he stepped boldly forward, placing his left paw on the bunny's flank and tightly gripping a tuft of fur. He used this to pull himself closer while at the same time raising Hawkbit's leg until his right foot was level with the squirrel's face. This brought the probing tip of his length right up against the rabbit's rosebud, the brushtail fighting not to buck his hips as he felt the kiss of a warm embrace on his tip. not bothering to give any warning or comment he suddenly thrust forward, burying the first few inches of his squirrel meat inside his lover.
"UNF!"
"Nnnf! C-careful.... it's my first time..."
Hawkbit let out a grunt, gritting his teeth slightly at the sudden intrusion, but snickering too; unable to keep a straight face while telling such a bald-faced lie. As a natural teaser he didn't expect others to be so sudden or surprising like that; but he'd taken far, far bigger and definitely far rougher in his time and a squirrelcock, no matter how intrusive, was easily handed by comparison.
Another paw gripped his leg, slightly lower down, allowing his partner to quickly jackhammer in the remaining inches of his shaft, quickly bringing a pair of squirrel nuts into contact with his own with a soft *smack* as their crotches met. This allowed the squirrel to essentially hug his leg, a tiny right paw slowly working its way down until it found the furred curves lapine's two full orbs. Hawkbit gasped at the unexpectedly intimate contact as the soft paw began to gently grope and massage his heavy balls, rubbing and squeezing his sheath and the base of his cock. A blooming sensitivity and heat coruscated out from between his legs, overwhelming even the thick intrusion in his rear as his thick dick throbbed with pleasure and became a new focus for the bunny. Every sensation made him tense up, squeezing the squirrelcock that was so eagerly penetrating him and making Skater smirk for once as the rabbit moaned quietly.
"Hey now! Nobody said anything about roving paws!"
"Oh hush! You know I'm not gonna last long with you being so damn tight, right? I need to do something to put the odds in my favor."
Skater began to thrust away at a smooth, steady pace; the buildup to this moment had been incredibly arousing, so much so that he'd completely skipped any sort of warmup, teasing or foreplay. His instincts simply told him to get straight into mating with the bunny butt. It wasn't that he was in any rush to finish, his body simply didn't want to stall any longer and had decided to get right into the thick of things from the start. He gripped his partner tightly, holding onto a leg and hoisting it high and he grunted with effort, pressing again and again into the tight hot hole beneath a cotton tail.
"Oof... yeah... that's it squirrel... breed me good."
"Huff... you're damn right I will."
A gray paw reached up and stroked the squirrel's cheek, brushing against it lightly as Hawkbit shifted position slightly, just enough to bring the two buck's faces closer together, paw slowly lowering to the squirrel's shoulder and gripping there. Skater could scent the carrot on his mate's breath as they held together, his vision filled with the contented, but still damnably smug face of his partner. There was a ticklng brush of whiskers as the rabbit lightly kissed him, only just barely being able to make the gesture from his prone position. The shock of such an unexpectedly and unabashedly romantic action almost made Skater stop his thrusting then and there, but that was probably exactly what the alrger buck had intended and he resisted, pushing forward slightly to return the kiss, while making sure to give a series of especially slow and deep thrusts to his partner. For his part the rabbit huffed and groaned, obviously enjoying the extra attention his actions had caused.
"Mmmnnn... that's it, fuck me and fill me nut boy. We both know how much you want to, how much you need to. Well this is your chance; make the most of it! Pound me so hard I can't walk straight, fill me till I leak like a slut after mating season! Don't hold anything back; be my buck and breed your buck!"
Skater kept his gaze locked firmly on his partner, allowing their lower halves to come together on their own, unobserved. Hawkbit had pushed his front half upright on two legs, so that he could more easily look over his shoulder at his mate, smiling appreciatively as he watched the brown buck thrusting away. It was a surprisingly sedate affair given how rough and energetic their breeding sessions often were, the squirrel unable to resist closing his eyes, nuzzling against the thigh of his mate and gently grooming it even as his hips pistoned away. The rabbit watched until their gazes locked once more, the two males enjoying a blissful mating, allowing the scents and sounds to invade their senses and lift them to ever higher levels of arousal as they relaxed and allowed things to happen naturally. Each watched the expressions of the other, reveling in every twitch and gasp, each time the pleasure became too great for their partner to be able to hold back. But the squirrel was the one who had both his paws free and he began to attack his partner in earnest now, paw stroking over the throbbing rabbit length, digits dancing over sensitive skin as he expertly found every sensitive spot, rubbed every tender inch and felt the thick firmness in his grasp. The gray buck was eventually forced to break eye contact, throwing his head back and panting heavily, his breath coming in short, interrupted gasps as he moaned aloud.
"Y-You're a damn tease, you know that?"
"I learned from the best."
A roving paw grabbed the rabbit's cock and squeezed. Hawkbit let out a long, loud groan that seemed to go on forever as a slick fist pumped itself glacially slowly up his length, halting only when it held his leaking tip in a velvet, vicelike embrace.
"So tell me... how well do I know this cock? I've pawed it often enough. Do you think I could get it to blow before I do? No... same time, I think. That always makes it so much better, feeling you squeeze around me, milking my dick, hearing you moan. Speaking of which... you're getting quite loud now aren't you? Not long to go now, right? Okay then... get ready bitch 'cause I'm about to blow your mind!"
Without warning the squirrel stroking picked up speed, his hips bucking forward to match the pace of his paws. They positively glided over the lapine shaft, the rabbit's twitching, bucking hips making his cock jerk wildly, small spurts of pre managing to speckle his stomachfur as Skater was genuinely challenged to maintain his grasp and pace. But now his mate was pushing back, impaling himself on the squirrel's meat, helping him bottom out and hilt with each pistoning thrust of his hips. Their bodies grew hotter, the breaths more labored, their coats soaked with sweat at they climbed the rising slope of arousal towards the inevitable crescendo. It was almost a race now, to see who could be pleasured the most, bought to burst the soonest. But Skater had the advantage, being able to pound his rabbit's ass as well as stroke his cock. And so it was that Hawkbit was first to reach the finish.
"Aaah... aaahhh... AAAAH-HAAAAAHHH!!"
There was a loud, deep, gasping moan and a sudden clenching pressure around Skater's cock as the rabbit's ring... no his entire body clamped down on the squirrely intrusion. Skater could feel jolt an shock through his cock as the lapine's body spasamed, releasing bursts of seed onto the gray buck's own stomach. His cock throbbed and pulsed in the brushtail's grasp as each hot burst of seed forced itself free, past the tight grip of sciurine paws and accompanied by a needy, pleasured, almost slutty outcry from his mate. That was enough to set the squirrel off as well as he felt his own cock begin to shoot, a rising heat and pressure pooling at its base as he hilted himself again and again, forcing itself up his rigid length and jetting out of his tip.
"Nnnghh! Yeeeeah! Oh fuck yes! Take it! Take my seed you filthy bunny buck!"
The rabbit's pleasured moans only encouraged the squirrel to cum more as burst after burst poured out of him, filling the rabbit's tunnel completely. Hot, almost scalding seed erupted inside the larger male, pooling deep within him, soaking and seeding his core. Skater closed his eyes and grit his teeth as he grunted with effort, solely focused on filling his mate, breeding him like a doe and pumping every last drop of his seed into the welcoming bunny butt. There two bodies humped and pressed and rubbed against one another, the climax almost turning into some sort of crazy struggle as both males emptied themselves on and in one another.
"Nnnf! That's it... make me cum so hard..."
The pair's wild thrusting was splattering their seed everywhere; including, somehow, on Skater himself. Not only had the rabbit dumped a massive load all over the brushtail's own paws, slicking them with natural lube, but he'd painted his chest completely white, as well as his face. And a not inconsiderable number of spurts had been shot high into the air, to come down on bunny and squirrel alike. A thick blast managed to strike him in the face, spotting it with white. A burst of squirrel seed poured free from the rabbit and stained the fur on his chest. In fact, it wasn't long before the brushtail felt as if he more than his mate was getting the worst of it; he could feel a sticky heat in his fur all over and could hear Hawkbit snickering at him, undoubtedly amused at his messy state.
"Hah! If you waste so much before you even wake up, what's gonna be left for me to pound outta ya, brushbutt?"
And then Skater awoke...