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The plan is to have at least one more part, though there could be more if the response is possitive. As always, your comments and thoughts are very appreciated. ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Hello everyone. After a long time, I finally got to writing a second part for "Earning his badge"! I hope you enjoy this "sequel" as much as the first. The plan is to have at least one more part, though there could be more if the response is possitive. As always, your comments and thoughts are very appreciated. ", "writing": "[b][center]Earning another badge[/center][/b]\n\nThe 5th grade classroom felt stuffy and warm. The midsummer's sun beamed down on the large windows with full intensity. The female teacher in the front - a lithe vixen in her late 30s - wrote something on the whiteboard and told her class to copy. The response from her students was sluggish and half-hearted, except for Fritz, who gave no response at all. The young bunny boy simply kept staring blankly at the whiteboard, head lost in thoughts that were very, [i]very[/i] strange for his age.\n\nWith his long ears drooped back, fantasies played out before his green eyes. He saw himself surrounded by large, older men. Robust. Hairy. Big. Sweaty and smelly and naked and delicious. The young boy felt a stirring in his loins and his hand reached out towards his slowly hardening member...\n\"Fritz!''\n\n\"H-Huh?'' The teacher's stern voice brought the boy back to the present.\n\nThe vixen seemed exasperated. \"I was saying that you need to write down these operations in your notebook! Don't make me repeat myself.''\n\n\"Sorry, miss.'' Stuttering, eyes low, the bunny avoided his classmates' taunting eyes and focused on the math, trying to ignore the rising urgency from his little member.\n\nHe had felt this way for more than a week now, ever since that ill-fated visit to the bear living at the edge of the neighborhood. The memories were hazy but strangely enticing. He remembered knocking on the door to sell some cookies, being led inside, sitting on a couch next to the bear - Malcolm, he remembered - before his crystal-clear memories turned blurry. Fritz knew they did some ``adult'' things together. Even now, the phantom touch of Malcolm's large paws on his lithe frame still tortured and excited him. His body, being touched all over. His little boycock, feeling so good. But above all, the scent of masculinity, so strong and enticing and ethereal that even the memory sent his young mind in a dreamy state of lust.\n\nThe smell...\n\nFor a week, the young boy had tried his best to keep it out of his head. But at night, after being kissed by his mamma and being wished sweet dreams, the fantasies took hold. There, tucked under his starry covers, hugged by his plush child's pajama's, Fritz started to fondle his developing boybits almost unconsciously. Confused and marveled by the unfamiliar sensations, he saw himself embracing the bear in the most intimate ways, surrounded by Malcom's scent, huffing his pits, worshipping his crotch, drinking his musk...\n\nAfter a few minutes of thinking this and rubbing his paws against his little cock, his breath would hitch, his small, skinny frame would tremble, and he would release a few muffled boyish moans as his little dick twitched and trembled, lazily dripping a few clear drops of immature seed. Breathing hard, he'd then collapse on his bed, with the afterthought of Malcom's scent still in his mind.\n\nAnd now, here he was: resisting the urge to touch himself in the middle of his class, fidgeting in his seat, tortured by his own desires. He crossed his legs and balled his little fists to resist his need as best as possible as the minutes trickled by.\n\nThe vulpine teacher looked at the clock. ``Okay class, that's it for today. Have a good weekend!''\n\nThe children gleefully put away their school material when the bell rang. Fritz felt a deep tension within himself subsiding; he happily put away his things in his backpack and turned to the door, still somewhat dazed from his lewd daydreaming. \n\nStepping into the hall, the bunny received an unexpected tap on his shoulders. He turned around to see no one there. Shrugging it off, he turned around and saw a big grinning cat face in front of his eyes. ``BOO!''\n\nFritz nearly leapt in the air, while the grey cat boy chuckled mischievously. Recovering his wits, the rabbit yelped: \"[i]Thomas[/i]!''\n\n\"What?!'' Thomas snickered. \"It never gets old, you know?''\n\nThe rabbit answered by playfully nudging the cat, who just laughed louder. Both boys then did their special hand shake and smiled at each other.\n\n\"So, what will you do this weekend?'' Thomas asked.\n\n\"No idea,'' answered Fritz. \"You?''\n\nThe cat shrugged. \"Not a clue. Play some games I guess.'' They started walking to the exit. \n\nAfter a minute, Thomas said: ``You didn't come to the last two cubscout meetings.''\n\n``Sorry,'' Fritz mumbled, ashamed.\n\n``Is everything okay?'' The cat boy's voice turned serious. ``You seem... weird. Like you're always thinking of something else.''\n\n``Don't worry about it.'' \n\nThey arrived at the parking lot with the busses and shook each other's handpaws again. ``See you later dude!'' Thomas beamed, walking to his own bus.\n\n``See ya!'' Fritz waved back and went towards his own route. Soon, he and the other cubs were riding off in the yellow bus.\n\n*\n\nFritz got off at his usual stop, just a 5-minute walk away to his house. He instinctively fondled the key in his pocket, knowing his mom would not be home until well into the night. He'd be completely alone.\n\nLooking around the empty street of his neighborhood, the young rabbit felt lonely as he considered what to do. He could just play with himself like he had done for a week, but strangely, the idea of it seemed... insufficient.\n\nHe looked in the opposite direction to his house and thought: [i]It's not too far away. I know how to get there.[/i]\n\nHe had started walking when he shook his head. [i]What am I doing? It's not right. I need to get back.[/i] \n\nTorn in two opposite directions, the boy tried to gather his resolve to just go home. But a strange, deep itch in his flesh seemed to oppose the idea. Something deep within him craved whatever it was that returning to Malcolm's house meant. \n\nFritz mused for a few seconds and finally made up his mind. [i]No one will know. I just... go and say hi. Yes, just go and say hi and that's it.[/i] And so, he started walking to the house at the edge of the neighborhood, confused by the strange mixture of excitement and anxiousness welling up in his stomach.\n\n*\n\nSomehow, Fritz expected the house to look different after only a week since his first visit. Yet, the cozy wooden cabin looked as inconspicuous as ever. One again, the young rabbit boy had to brace himself before knocking on the wooden door.\n\n[i]Knock knock knock knock.[/i] \n\nUnlike last time, the door opened after less than a minute, and there stood Malcolm once more. The robust bear seemed even more casually dressed than last time. Wearing a thin, sleeveless undershirt, grey shorts and sandals, the brown bear looked at the bunny with seemingly-innocent delight. ``Welcome back, lil' Fritz,'' he said warmly, though his grave voice hid something else just beneath. \n\n``H-Hello Mr. Malcolm.'' Fritz found himself stuttering as a warm flush went over his face. Why did he feel like this? \n\n``I'm happy to see you. Please come in.'' The bear opened the door wider and Fritz entered before he could really think about what he was doing.\n\nMalcolm closed the door and followed the boy, who just stared around at the familiar living room leading to two doors in the back. ``Sit down,'' Malcolm said. ``I'll give you something to eat.''\n\n``Thanks,'' Fritz said, a bit flustered with all the attention. He sat on the same couch where, just one week ago, he and this bear did so many things together. Thinking about it made his skin feel even warmer. \n\nMalcolm poured out some milk and cookies for the both of them and sat down next to Fritz, making the couch sag slightly under his weight. ``These are the same cookies that I bought from you.''\n\n``Oh, really?'' Fritz said absently. Once again, Malcolm was close, so close that Fritz could smell the faintest hints of his smell. He realized his mouth was watering, and not only for the cookies.\n\n\"Let's eat,'' Malcolm said casually. They munched on their cookies silently as an invisible tension settled between them.\n\nAfter a bit, Fritz washed down the final cookie with a few hearty gulps off milk. Sighing in contentment, he pulled down the empty glass, unaware of the milky moustache plastered on the fur around his muzzle. \"Thanks so much Mr. Malcolm,'' he chirped.\n\n\"You're welcome,'' Malcolm said, finishing his own snack. He looked down at Fritz and his messy face and smiled in amusement. ``You got something on your muzzle, silly bunny. Wait a moment...'' Malcolm licked his thumb, brought it to the boy's muzzle, and wiped off the leftover milk with utmost care and tenderness. Fritz, initially surprised by the gesture, felt no need to get away; if anything, it made him feel comforted and nice. He looked up at Malcolm with his big green eyes and smiled a genuine, innocent smile, which the bear returned.\n\n\"You're very beautiful,'' said the latter.\n\nSomething about those words made the bunny's stomach flutter. He looked down, flustered and blushing hotly. \n\n\"Hey.'' Malcolm cupped the boy's chin in his large, rough handpaw and tilted it up until they were looking in each other's eyes. \"It's rude to look away when an adult is talking to you.''\n\n\"S-so sorry Mr. Malcolm...'' Fritz babbled out, his mind racing with intense emotions.\n\n\"Why did you come back?''\n\n\"I... I don't know.''\n\n\"I think you do.'' Malcolm raised his arm up, revealing his fuzzy armpit. A hint of its musk reached Fritz' twitching snout and he whined eagerly.\n\n\"Come on. I know you want this. I know this is why you came here.''\n\n\"I... I don't... don't know...''\n\n\"Shhh...'' Malcolm's voice went down to a sultry whisper. ``Just indulge lil' Fritz.''\n\nThe boy's racing mind couldn't understand all the sensations whirling up inside. On one hand, Fritz knew that this was wrong. He knew he shouldn't give in. He knew he shouldn't draw his little muzzle closer to the fuzzy armpits dripping with masculine odor. He knew he should've just gone home in the first place.\n\nOn the other hand, that animalistic part in his brain that was awakened a week ago just begged for more of that addictive, hypnotic smell. So much, that the bunny boy found himself slowly leaning towards Malcolm. \n\nFritz shook himself out of his reverie. ``I... I shouldn't...'' \n\nThe bear grin at the boy's halfhearted response. ``C'mon. Just a little sniff. One sniff and then you go home to your mommy.''\n\nFor a second, Fritz hesitated. Then he reasoned: [i]Just one sniff. One sniff and I go home and I never come back.[/i] \n\n\"Okay.'' The boy cheered up. \"Just one time.''\n\nMalcolm's grin grew wider. ``Of course. Just one little sniff.''\n\nPushing his hesitation aside, Fritz slowly, gingerly, brought his snout closer to the source of that masculine musk, ignoring how his mouth watered. He stopped right before his nostrils could touch Malcolm's armpit hair. \n\nThe bear wasn't satisfied. ``C'mon, do it properly.'' \n\nWith his free hand, Malcolm pushed Fritz' small head into his hairy pits. The boy seemed to protest for just one second, but this protest died out in a long, needy and muffled moan when he inhaled the bear's musk.\n\nThe smell hit him like a freight train. It flooded the boy's brain and drowned out the anxiety and tension he had been feeling before. It triggered the need that had been planted in his psyche one week ago and made him feel so, so good. \n\nShuddering, Fritz actively pushed his muzzle further into the musky fur and audibly snorted the bear's scent in one big needy sniff. There he would've have stayed, if Malcolm hadn't pulled back his head to look into the bunny's dreamy green eyes. \n\n``Wh-wha...?''\n\n``That was one sniff,'' Malcolm teased. ``You said only one sniff.''\n\n``Huh... Mmm...'' The boy shook his head back into functioning, only to look back at the fuzzy armpit. His nose twitched eagerly. He [i]needed[/i] more, and Malcolm knew this. \n\n``Wanna have just another sniff?'' the bear asked.\n\n``Okay,'' Fritz nodded along dumbly, completely forgetting the promise he had made to himself. He was all-too-happy to push his small muzzle into Malcom's pit and take another deep breath of his masculine essence.\n\nThe second hit left the boy feeling even needier than before. His little body started feeling warm and tingly, the excitement slowly overcoming his fear. He sighed in delight and was about to take a third sniff, when Malcolm once again pulled him back.\n\n``That's it. You got two. No more.'' The bear managed to sound convincing.\n\nFritz answered with a boyish whine. ``B-but...''\n\n``You want more?''\n\nThe bunny nodded eagerly, a bright red blush coloring his creamy cheeks into light pink. \n\n``Then beg for it,'' Malcolm demanded. ``Beg for it like the good little muskslut that you are.''\n\nFor a second, Fritz tried to resist. A small part of his mind still retained enough clarity to know that something was wrong. But this was quickly drowned out by the sheer lusty need coursing through his young body. \n\n``Please,'' he whispered, slightly ashamed. ``Please let me have another sniff Mr. Malcolm.''\n\n\"Did you forget already?'' The bear's voice sounded like a strict teacher reprimanding a student. ``I'm your daddy. That's how you call me.''\n\n\"Please, daddy,'' Fritz voice started getting louder, more urgent, as his awakened need grew stronger. ``Please let me smell your armpits.''\n\n\"Say it louder! Let me know how much you need - ''\n\n[i]\"Please let me smell you, daddy! I need your smell so so bad!''[/i]\n\nMalcolm smirked. \"Good boy.'' And he pushed the bunny's muzzle into his steamy armpit. Fritz released a happy, thoughtless moan as his young brain was smothered in the raw masculine scent of the bear.\n\n\"That's right,'' Malcolm said with satisfaction. \"Just indulge in daddy's smell. You know you wanted this.''\n\nFritz responded by snorting the bear's smell and releasing a breathy moan. Eyes closed, the boy kept worshipping the bear's pits as his young body gradually heated up. That now-familiar need soon manifested in a little bulge growing in his pants. As his boycock grew harder with each needy breath, Fritz absentmindedly put a handpaw around his crotch, gently rubbing himself through his pants, increasing the speed of his breaths.\n\nMalcolm noticed this with amusement. \"Awww... is my lil' Fritz getting horny?'' The bear pulled himself away, causing the boy to fall forward on the couch on his back, his little hand wrapped around his dick under his pants. Already high on bear musk, Fritz looked up at Malcolm through hazy eyes as the bear stood up from the couch to slowly pull down his grey shorts and sleeveless shirt, leaving only his sweaty black boxers on. Already ensnared by the magic of Malcolm's smell, the boy touched himself harder at the sight of the robust, sweaty, smelly bear in front of him; the outline of his massive dick pressing hard against the fabric of his boxers.\n\n\"You're so excited,'' Malcolm said airily. \"It's adorable.''\n\nFritz replied with a needy whine. \"Daddy...''\n\n\"I know silly bunny, I know.'' Malcolm sat back on the couch and opened his legs in invitation. Fritz knew exactly what to do.\n\nGuided by his twitching nose, the bunny boy crawled towards the bear's crotch, until his head was nestled between Malcolm's legs and his muzzle brushed against the sweaty, smelly fabric of the bear's boxers. Taking a deep breath of the heady aroma, the bunny relaxed fully into his smell-induced trance as his hands idly stroked his boyhood. \n\nMalcolm gently caressed Fritz' fuzzy cheeks as the boy fell deeper and deeper into his smell. ``That's it lil' Fritz. Don't think. Just let daddy's smell make you feel good.'' The bear pulled down his boxers, revealing his fuzzy balls and large, twitching cock. He nestled his ballsack right against the boy's nose, making him inhale the scent of his virility. \n\n``Mmmm... Daddy...'' Fritz' dreamy voice devolved into a quiet moan as he huffed the musk from those delicious full balls, his small body squirming slightly in turn. When Malcolm realized that the boy's idle masturbation was growing more intense, he grabbed his arms and held them up against his side. \n\n``Don't want to end the fun too fast lil' Fritz,'' he chastised. The bunny didn't object; he was too drunk on the bear's musky balls to care. \n\nFor a minute, the bear simply allowed the boy to smell his ballsack as he caressed his long ears and youthful face. But soon, Malcolm's needs demanded more. With slow, almost tender movements, he started to undress the boy. First, he pulled off the boy's shirt, lifting it over his shoulders before shimmying it over Fritz' limp arms, revealing a slender chest and flat tummy. Malcolm ran his large hands over the slight bumps of Fritz' ribs, then his cherry-pink nipples sticking out of the vanilla-colored fur; the boy's breathing sped up in response. Then, Malcolm slowly, always slowly, unzipped the boy's pants and started to pull them down. Fritz barely responded with a dreamy whimper as the cool air of the room touched his creamy, strong thighs. Malcolm finished pushing down the bunny's pants, leaving the latter only in his tighty-whities; tighty-whities that showed a small but hard bulge, eager to be toyed with. \n\nMalcolm obliged. One of his paws went over the bunny's covered crotch, resting squarely on his sensitive cock, before rubbing the fabric with slow, sensual movements. The boy's breathing hitched once more and he inhaled more of that intoxicating musk.\n\n``That's it lil' Fritz,'' Malcolm cooed. ``Just relax and keep breathing in my scent. More... and more... and more...''\n\nThe bear teased the boy some more, before finally, mercifully, pulling down his underwear. There stood Fritz' little boyhood, his pink glans highlighted against his creamy fur, his tight scrotum flush against his narrow taint. Malcolm gasped at the sight, his heart thumping against his broad chest. In a flurry of lust, the bear pushed the little bunny tighter against his junk, nearly suffocating the boy between his thighs and musky crotch. Fritz, initially started by the unexpected handling, quickly succumbed once again to Malcolm's hypnotic scent, making his little body feel even warmer and needier.\n\n``That's it lil' muskslut.'' Malcolm's voice was heated, needy, eager. ``Huff it all in. Huff in daddy's scent until your mind is smothered in it.''\n\nFritz did exactly that. Each labored breath of air was tainted with the bear's masculine pheromones. It made the boy feel so... needy. So... hazy... and submissive... and good. \n\n``Ohh...'' The bunny's quiet moans prompted a smile from Malcolm.\n\n``That's right. Such a good boy. Let it take over your mind.''\n\n``Mmmm...'' Fritz squirmed needily, his long ears blushing a hot pink, his youthful body warm with need. But it got worse when the bear wrapped two fingers against his boyhood and started jerking him off at a slow rhythm. Mouth open and eyes closed, Fritz wriggled between Malcolm's thighs.\n\n``That's it. Feels so good. You want more. You need more. Tell me how badly you need it!''\n\n``Mmmrrrr. Moooorrrreeee''\n\n``Say that again, muskslut.'' Malcolm pulled his body back from the boy's face, and smiled when he saw the beautiful mess that he had made. Fritz' fur was plastered with the bear's musky sweat, his eyes looking up in a blissful stupor, his tongue hanging from his drool-plastered lips, and his nose twitching for more. Always more. \n\nAnd Malcolm was happy to provide.\n\nReturning to their previous position, the bear jacked off the boy a bit more whilst rubbing his musky balls all over the young bunny's muzzle. Fritz vocalizations had been reduced to needy whimpers and moans, and Malcolm took the chance to plant his seeds of corruption even deeper into the boy's mind. \n\n``That's it lil' Fritz... that's a good boy. Just huffing in daddy's scent without a thought in the world.'' Malcolm used his free hand to caress to boy's chest, his cheeks, his ears; tender caresses that only served to corrupt the boy further. \n\n``MMm... mmmm... ohmmm...''\n\n``That's it my little muskslut, keep moaning for daddy.''\n\nMalcolm focused back on the boy's little hard cock, rubbing it in all the right ways to build up his pleasure without spilling over into an orgasm, leaving the bunny in a mind-breaking daze.\n\n``You want my musk. You need my musk. Tell me how bad you need it.''\n\n``Need... bad... daddy - mmm!''\n\n``Yes... you need it.'' The bear started to jerk himself off with his free hand as he kept on stroking the boy. The sight was absolutely beautiful: Fritz's slender, young body nestled between his thighs, squirming in delight from his musk and gentle masturbation. The bear's hard cock just above the boy's blushing face, being jerked by Malcolm's own hand. Soon, Malcolm started panting as big dollops of clear, slimy pre coated his paw, intensifying the mix of aromas swirling around the two. \n\nThen something truly amazing happened. Without any kind of coercion, Fritz' little tongue darted out of his muzzle to lick his daddy's balls. The bunny boy, already drowned out in a thick fog of musk from the bear's full balls, felt the instinctual need to taste this delightful treat. And so, still moaning and squirming, the little boy licked Malcolm's massive rod as if it were a popsicle, savoring the tangy, salty, masculine taste that accompanied the bear's odor. \n\n``Oh god,'' Malcolm breathed out, looking in awe at this spectacle. ``This is amazing.''\n\nFritz seemed to be in nirvana. Eyes closed in a serene expression, he tenderly licked and kissed his daddy's full balls, moving up to the base of his dick, in an act of complete devotion. The sensations and sight of the boy worshipping him even further aroused Malcolm more than he could imagine. Now it was the bear who lost his control as he pumped his massive rod faster and faster, smothering it with his own pre and producing a series of delightful wet and sticky noises. Meanwhile, his other paw caressed the boy's tight ballsack, before returning to his little dick and speeding up its rhythm on the bunny's hard boyhood, driving both of them to the point of no return.\n\n``Lil' Fritz... I'm...'' Malcolm clenched his teeth as his balls drew close to his body, ``I'm gonna cum all over you!''\n\nFritz just squeezed his eyes shut and squealed in delight, feeling his own climax approaching.\n\nWith something between a moan and a growl, the bear threw his head back when his cock erupted in a mind-blowing orgasm. Jet after jet of thick virile seed gushed out of his glans and rained down on the naked boy below, covering him in hot dollops of rich cum. The sensation of being utterly bathed in his daddy's cum triggered something in Fritz' unconscious mind that enjoyed the dominant act, and pushed the boy over the edge. With a high-pitched and adorable boyish moan, the bunny's little cock twitched and shuddered and spurted out a few clear drops of watery cum, as the warm pleasure of his orgasm radiated throughout his whole body, intensified by the bear's rich smell all over his face. \n\nBoth males lost themselves in their shared orgasms for long, delightful seconds. By the time Malcolm regained self-awareness, huffing and puffing, he saw that he had completely glazed over the young bunny in his cum. Meanwhile, Fritz relished in his tender afterglow and the warm, sticky fluid covering his body, from the nape of his neck, to his flat tummy, to his wrist and even parts of his thighs. \n\nMalcolm pulled the dazed boy up against his lap, holding his limp body carefully. With a coy smile, the bear started to rub his cum all over the boy's body: over his stomach, nipples, cock and balls and hips, over his fuzzy cheeks and twitching muzzle. Finally, he held his cum-covered hand against Fritz' lips, and the boy instinctively licked it clean. The bear's cum had begun to dry, turning Fritz' fur into a sticky, smelly mess. Malcolm chuckled, ``You look absolutely delicious, like a glazed donut.''\n\nThe bunny simply murred happily in return, pressing himself against his daddy's large body.\n\n``How does it feel, lil' Fritz?'' Malcolm hugged back the bunny, and petted the boy's head. ``To be completely marked with your daddy's smell?''\n\nFritz could smell his daddy's cum plastered all over his body; he could tell he absolutely reeked of sex and cum and sweat and musk. And he liked it. \n\n``I like it, daddy,'' the boy replied honestly, his mind finally broken into that of a willing musk-slut. ``I like it a lot.''\n\n``That's a good boy.'' Malcolm kissed the bunny's cheek, making the boy giggle and blush in return.\n\nAfter a while, Fritz mumbled out shyly: ``Can we do this again soon, daddy?''\n\n``Of course we can, my boy.'' Malcolm smiled back. ``Of course we can. But first, let's shower. You are absolutely stinky!''\n\nSmiling, the bunny let his daddy lift him up and carry him deeper into the house, naked and unashamed as two new lovers eager for their next session. \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Earning another badge


The 5th grade classroom felt stuffy and warm. The midsummer's sun beamed down on the large windows with full intensity. The female teacher in the front - a lithe vixen in her late 30s - wrote something on the whiteboard and told her class to copy. The response from her students was sluggish and half-hearted, except for Fritz, who gave no response at all. The young bunny boy simply kept staring blankly at the whiteboard, head lost in thoughts that were very, very strange for his age.

With his long ears drooped back, fantasies played out before his green eyes. He saw himself surrounded by large, older men. Robust. Hairy. Big. Sweaty and smelly and naked and delicious. The young boy felt a stirring in his loins and his hand reached out towards his slowly hardening member...
"Fritz!''

"H-Huh?'' The teacher's stern voice brought the boy back to the present.

The vixen seemed exasperated. "I was saying that you need to write down these operations in your notebook! Don't make me repeat myself.''

"Sorry, miss.'' Stuttering, eyes low, the bunny avoided his classmates' taunting eyes and focused on the math, trying to ignore the rising urgency from his little member.

He had felt this way for more than a week now, ever since that ill-fated visit to the bear living at the edge of the neighborhood. The memories were hazy but strangely enticing. He remembered knocking on the door to sell some cookies, being led inside, sitting on a couch next to the bear - Malcolm, he remembered - before his crystal-clear memories turned blurry. Fritz knew they did some ``adult'' things together. Even now, the phantom touch of Malcolm's large paws on his lithe frame still tortured and excited him. His body, being touched all over. His little boycock, feeling so good. But above all, the scent of masculinity, so strong and enticing and ethereal that even the memory sent his young mind in a dreamy state of lust.

The smell...

For a week, the young boy had tried his best to keep it out of his head. But at night, after being kissed by his mamma and being wished sweet dreams, the fantasies took hold. There, tucked under his starry covers, hugged by his plush child's pajama's, Fritz started to fondle his developing boybits almost unconsciously. Confused and marveled by the unfamiliar sensations, he saw himself embracing the bear in the most intimate ways, surrounded by Malcom's scent, huffing his pits, worshipping his crotch, drinking his musk...

After a few minutes of thinking this and rubbing his paws against his little cock, his breath would hitch, his small, skinny frame would tremble, and he would release a few muffled boyish moans as his little dick twitched and trembled, lazily dripping a few clear drops of immature seed. Breathing hard, he'd then collapse on his bed, with the afterthought of Malcom's scent still in his mind.

And now, here he was: resisting the urge to touch himself in the middle of his class, fidgeting in his seat, tortured by his own desires. He crossed his legs and balled his little fists to resist his need as best as possible as the minutes trickled by.

The vulpine teacher looked at the clock. ``Okay class, that's it for today. Have a good weekend!''

The children gleefully put away their school material when the bell rang. Fritz felt a deep tension within himself subsiding; he happily put away his things in his backpack and turned to the door, still somewhat dazed from his lewd daydreaming.

Stepping into the hall, the bunny received an unexpected tap on his shoulders. He turned around to see no one there. Shrugging it off, he turned around and saw a big grinning cat face in front of his eyes. ``BOO!''

Fritz nearly leapt in the air, while the grey cat boy chuckled mischievously. Recovering his wits, the rabbit yelped: "Thomas!''

"What?!'' Thomas snickered. "It never gets old, you know?''

The rabbit answered by playfully nudging the cat, who just laughed louder. Both boys then did their special hand shake and smiled at each other.

"So, what will you do this weekend?'' Thomas asked.

"No idea,'' answered Fritz. "You?''

The cat shrugged. "Not a clue. Play some games I guess.'' They started walking to the exit.

After a minute, Thomas said: ``You didn't come to the last two cubscout meetings.''

``Sorry,'' Fritz mumbled, ashamed.

``Is everything okay?'' The cat boy's voice turned serious. ``You seem... weird. Like you're always thinking of something else.''

``Don't worry about it.''

They arrived at the parking lot with the busses and shook each other's handpaws again. ``See you later dude!'' Thomas beamed, walking to his own bus.

``See ya!'' Fritz waved back and went towards his own route. Soon, he and the other cubs were riding off in the yellow bus.

*

Fritz got off at his usual stop, just a 5-minute walk away to his house. He instinctively fondled the key in his pocket, knowing his mom would not be home until well into the night. He'd be completely alone.

Looking around the empty street of his neighborhood, the young rabbit felt lonely as he considered what to do. He could just play with himself like he had done for a week, but strangely, the idea of it seemed... insufficient.

He looked in the opposite direction to his house and thought: It's not too far away. I know how to get there.

He had started walking when he shook his head. What am I doing? It's not right. I need to get back.

Torn in two opposite directions, the boy tried to gather his resolve to just go home. But a strange, deep itch in his flesh seemed to oppose the idea. Something deep within him craved whatever it was that returning to Malcolm's house meant.

Fritz mused for a few seconds and finally made up his mind. No one will know. I just... go and say hi. Yes, just go and say hi and that's it. And so, he started walking to the house at the edge of the neighborhood, confused by the strange mixture of excitement and anxiousness welling up in his stomach.

*

Somehow, Fritz expected the house to look different after only a week since his first visit. Yet, the cozy wooden cabin looked as inconspicuous as ever. One again, the young rabbit boy had to brace himself before knocking on the wooden door.

Knock knock knock knock.

Unlike last time, the door opened after less than a minute, and there stood Malcolm once more. The robust bear seemed even more casually dressed than last time. Wearing a thin, sleeveless undershirt, grey shorts and sandals, the brown bear looked at the bunny with seemingly-innocent delight. ``Welcome back, lil' Fritz,'' he said warmly, though his grave voice hid something else just beneath.

``H-Hello Mr. Malcolm.'' Fritz found himself stuttering as a warm flush went over his face. Why did he feel like this?

``I'm happy to see you. Please come in.'' The bear opened the door wider and Fritz entered before he could really think about what he was doing.

Malcolm closed the door and followed the boy, who just stared around at the familiar living room leading to two doors in the back. ``Sit down,'' Malcolm said. ``I'll give you something to eat.''

``Thanks,'' Fritz said, a bit flustered with all the attention. He sat on the same couch where, just one week ago, he and this bear did so many things together. Thinking about it made his skin feel even warmer.

Malcolm poured out some milk and cookies for the both of them and sat down next to Fritz, making the couch sag slightly under his weight. ``These are the same cookies that I bought from you.''

``Oh, really?'' Fritz said absently. Once again, Malcolm was close, so close that Fritz could smell the faintest hints of his smell. He realized his mouth was watering, and not only for the cookies.

"Let's eat,'' Malcolm said casually. They munched on their cookies silently as an invisible tension settled between them.

After a bit, Fritz washed down the final cookie with a few hearty gulps off milk. Sighing in contentment, he pulled down the empty glass, unaware of the milky moustache plastered on the fur around his muzzle. "Thanks so much Mr. Malcolm,'' he chirped.

"You're welcome,'' Malcolm said, finishing his own snack. He looked down at Fritz and his messy face and smiled in amusement. ``You got something on your muzzle, silly bunny. Wait a moment...'' Malcolm licked his thumb, brought it to the boy's muzzle, and wiped off the leftover milk with utmost care and tenderness. Fritz, initially surprised by the gesture, felt no need to get away; if anything, it made him feel comforted and nice. He looked up at Malcolm with his big green eyes and smiled a genuine, innocent smile, which the bear returned.

"You're very beautiful,'' said the latter.

Something about those words made the bunny's stomach flutter. He looked down, flustered and blushing hotly.

"Hey.'' Malcolm cupped the boy's chin in his large, rough handpaw and tilted it up until they were looking in each other's eyes. "It's rude to look away when an adult is talking to you.''

"S-so sorry Mr. Malcolm...'' Fritz babbled out, his mind racing with intense emotions.

"Why did you come back?''

"I... I don't know.''

"I think you do.'' Malcolm raised his arm up, revealing his fuzzy armpit. A hint of its musk reached Fritz' twitching snout and he whined eagerly.

"Come on. I know you want this. I know this is why you came here.''

"I... I don't... don't know...''

"Shhh...'' Malcolm's voice went down to a sultry whisper. ``Just indulge lil' Fritz.''

The boy's racing mind couldn't understand all the sensations whirling up inside. On one hand, Fritz knew that this was wrong. He knew he shouldn't give in. He knew he shouldn't draw his little muzzle closer to the fuzzy armpits dripping with masculine odor. He knew he should've just gone home in the first place.

On the other hand, that animalistic part in his brain that was awakened a week ago just begged for more of that addictive, hypnotic smell. So much, that the bunny boy found himself slowly leaning towards Malcolm.

Fritz shook himself out of his reverie. ``I... I shouldn't...''

The bear grin at the boy's halfhearted response. ``C'mon. Just a little sniff. One sniff and then you go home to your mommy.''

For a second, Fritz hesitated. Then he reasoned: Just one sniff. One sniff and I go home and I never come back.

"Okay.'' The boy cheered up. "Just one time.''

Malcolm's grin grew wider. ``Of course. Just one little sniff.''

Pushing his hesitation aside, Fritz slowly, gingerly, brought his snout closer to the source of that masculine musk, ignoring how his mouth watered. He stopped right before his nostrils could touch Malcolm's armpit hair.

The bear wasn't satisfied. ``C'mon, do it properly.''

With his free hand, Malcolm pushed Fritz' small head into his hairy pits. The boy seemed to protest for just one second, but this protest died out in a long, needy and muffled moan when he inhaled the bear's musk.

The smell hit him like a freight train. It flooded the boy's brain and drowned out the anxiety and tension he had been feeling before. It triggered the need that had been planted in his psyche one week ago and made him feel so, so good.

Shuddering, Fritz actively pushed his muzzle further into the musky fur and audibly snorted the bear's scent in one big needy sniff. There he would've have stayed, if Malcolm hadn't pulled back his head to look into the bunny's dreamy green eyes.

``Wh-wha...?''

``That was one sniff,'' Malcolm teased. ``You said only one sniff.''

``Huh... Mmm...'' The boy shook his head back into functioning, only to look back at the fuzzy armpit. His nose twitched eagerly. He needed more, and Malcolm knew this.

``Wanna have just another sniff?'' the bear asked.

``Okay,'' Fritz nodded along dumbly, completely forgetting the promise he had made to himself. He was all-too-happy to push his small muzzle into Malcom's pit and take another deep breath of his masculine essence.

The second hit left the boy feeling even needier than before. His little body started feeling warm and tingly, the excitement slowly overcoming his fear. He sighed in delight and was about to take a third sniff, when Malcolm once again pulled him back.

``That's it. You got two. No more.'' The bear managed to sound convincing.

Fritz answered with a boyish whine. ``B-but...''

``You want more?''

The bunny nodded eagerly, a bright red blush coloring his creamy cheeks into light pink.

``Then beg for it,'' Malcolm demanded. ``Beg for it like the good little muskslut that you are.''

For a second, Fritz tried to resist. A small part of his mind still retained enough clarity to know that something was wrong. But this was quickly drowned out by the sheer lusty need coursing through his young body.

``Please,'' he whispered, slightly ashamed. ``Please let me have another sniff Mr. Malcolm.''

"Did you forget already?'' The bear's voice sounded like a strict teacher reprimanding a student. ``I'm your daddy. That's how you call me.''

"Please, daddy,'' Fritz voice started getting louder, more urgent, as his awakened need grew stronger. ``Please let me smell your armpits.''

"Say it louder! Let me know how much you need - ''

"Please let me smell you, daddy! I need your smell so so bad!''

Malcolm smirked. "Good boy.'' And he pushed the bunny's muzzle into his steamy armpit. Fritz released a happy, thoughtless moan as his young brain was smothered in the raw masculine scent of the bear.

"That's right,'' Malcolm said with satisfaction. "Just indulge in daddy's smell. You know you wanted this.''

Fritz responded by snorting the bear's smell and releasing a breathy moan. Eyes closed, the boy kept worshipping the bear's pits as his young body gradually heated up. That now-familiar need soon manifested in a little bulge growing in his pants. As his boycock grew harder with each needy breath, Fritz absentmindedly put a handpaw around his crotch, gently rubbing himself through his pants, increasing the speed of his breaths.

Malcolm noticed this with amusement. "Awww... is my lil' Fritz getting horny?'' The bear pulled himself away, causing the boy to fall forward on the couch on his back, his little hand wrapped around his dick under his pants. Already high on bear musk, Fritz looked up at Malcolm through hazy eyes as the bear stood up from the couch to slowly pull down his grey shorts and sleeveless shirt, leaving only his sweaty black boxers on. Already ensnared by the magic of Malcolm's smell, the boy touched himself harder at the sight of the robust, sweaty, smelly bear in front of him; the outline of his massive dick pressing hard against the fabric of his boxers.

"You're so excited,'' Malcolm said airily. "It's adorable.''

Fritz replied with a needy whine. "Daddy...''

"I know silly bunny, I know.'' Malcolm sat back on the couch and opened his legs in invitation. Fritz knew exactly what to do.

Guided by his twitching nose, the bunny boy crawled towards the bear's crotch, until his head was nestled between Malcolm's legs and his muzzle brushed against the sweaty, smelly fabric of the bear's boxers. Taking a deep breath of the heady aroma, the bunny relaxed fully into his smell-induced trance as his hands idly stroked his boyhood.

Malcolm gently caressed Fritz' fuzzy cheeks as the boy fell deeper and deeper into his smell. ``That's it lil' Fritz. Don't think. Just let daddy's smell make you feel good.'' The bear pulled down his boxers, revealing his fuzzy balls and large, twitching cock. He nestled his ballsack right against the boy's nose, making him inhale the scent of his virility.

``Mmmm... Daddy...'' Fritz' dreamy voice devolved into a quiet moan as he huffed the musk from those delicious full balls, his small body squirming slightly in turn. When Malcolm realized that the boy's idle masturbation was growing more intense, he grabbed his arms and held them up against his side.

``Don't want to end the fun too fast lil' Fritz,'' he chastised. The bunny didn't object; he was too drunk on the bear's musky balls to care.

For a minute, the bear simply allowed the boy to smell his ballsack as he caressed his long ears and youthful face. But soon, Malcolm's needs demanded more. With slow, almost tender movements, he started to undress the boy. First, he pulled off the boy's shirt, lifting it over his shoulders before shimmying it over Fritz' limp arms, revealing a slender chest and flat tummy. Malcolm ran his large hands over the slight bumps of Fritz' ribs, then his cherry-pink nipples sticking out of the vanilla-colored fur; the boy's breathing sped up in response. Then, Malcolm slowly, always slowly, unzipped the boy's pants and started to pull them down. Fritz barely responded with a dreamy whimper as the cool air of the room touched his creamy, strong thighs. Malcolm finished pushing down the bunny's pants, leaving the latter only in his tighty-whities; tighty-whities that showed a small but hard bulge, eager to be toyed with.

Malcolm obliged. One of his paws went over the bunny's covered crotch, resting squarely on his sensitive cock, before rubbing the fabric with slow, sensual movements. The boy's breathing hitched once more and he inhaled more of that intoxicating musk.

``That's it lil' Fritz,'' Malcolm cooed. ``Just relax and keep breathing in my scent. More... and more... and more...''

The bear teased the boy some more, before finally, mercifully, pulling down his underwear. There stood Fritz' little boyhood, his pink glans highlighted against his creamy fur, his tight scrotum flush against his narrow taint. Malcolm gasped at the sight, his heart thumping against his broad chest. In a flurry of lust, the bear pushed the little bunny tighter against his junk, nearly suffocating the boy between his thighs and musky crotch. Fritz, initially started by the unexpected handling, quickly succumbed once again to Malcolm's hypnotic scent, making his little body feel even warmer and needier.

``That's it lil' muskslut.'' Malcolm's voice was heated, needy, eager. ``Huff it all in. Huff in daddy's scent until your mind is smothered in it.''

Fritz did exactly that. Each labored breath of air was tainted with the bear's masculine pheromones. It made the boy feel so... needy. So... hazy... and submissive... and good.

``Ohh...'' The bunny's quiet moans prompted a smile from Malcolm.

``That's right. Such a good boy. Let it take over your mind.''

``Mmmm...'' Fritz squirmed needily, his long ears blushing a hot pink, his youthful body warm with need. But it got worse when the bear wrapped two fingers against his boyhood and started jerking him off at a slow rhythm. Mouth open and eyes closed, Fritz wriggled between Malcolm's thighs.

``That's it. Feels so good. You want more. You need more. Tell me how badly you need it!''

``Mmmrrrr. Moooorrrreeee''

``Say that again, muskslut.'' Malcolm pulled his body back from the boy's face, and smiled when he saw the beautiful mess that he had made. Fritz' fur was plastered with the bear's musky sweat, his eyes looking up in a blissful stupor, his tongue hanging from his drool-plastered lips, and his nose twitching for more. Always more.

And Malcolm was happy to provide.

Returning to their previous position, the bear jacked off the boy a bit more whilst rubbing his musky balls all over the young bunny's muzzle. Fritz vocalizations had been reduced to needy whimpers and moans, and Malcolm took the chance to plant his seeds of corruption even deeper into the boy's mind.

``That's it lil' Fritz... that's a good boy. Just huffing in daddy's scent without a thought in the world.'' Malcolm used his free hand to caress to boy's chest, his cheeks, his ears; tender caresses that only served to corrupt the boy further.

``MMm... mmmm... ohmmm...''

``That's it my little muskslut, keep moaning for daddy.''

Malcolm focused back on the boy's little hard cock, rubbing it in all the right ways to build up his pleasure without spilling over into an orgasm, leaving the bunny in a mind-breaking daze.

``You want my musk. You need my musk. Tell me how bad you need it.''

``Need... bad... daddy - mmm!''

``Yes... you need it.'' The bear started to jerk himself off with his free hand as he kept on stroking the boy. The sight was absolutely beautiful: Fritz's slender, young body nestled between his thighs, squirming in delight from his musk and gentle masturbation. The bear's hard cock just above the boy's blushing face, being jerked by Malcolm's own hand. Soon, Malcolm started panting as big dollops of clear, slimy pre coated his paw, intensifying the mix of aromas swirling around the two.

Then something truly amazing happened. Without any kind of coercion, Fritz' little tongue darted out of his muzzle to lick his daddy's balls. The bunny boy, already drowned out in a thick fog of musk from the bear's full balls, felt the instinctual need to taste this delightful treat. And so, still moaning and squirming, the little boy licked Malcolm's massive rod as if it were a popsicle, savoring the tangy, salty, masculine taste that accompanied the bear's odor.

``Oh god,'' Malcolm breathed out, looking in awe at this spectacle. ``This is amazing.''

Fritz seemed to be in nirvana. Eyes closed in a serene expression, he tenderly licked and kissed his daddy's full balls, moving up to the base of his dick, in an act of complete devotion. The sensations and sight of the boy worshipping him even further aroused Malcolm more than he could imagine. Now it was the bear who lost his control as he pumped his massive rod faster and faster, smothering it with his own pre and producing a series of delightful wet and sticky noises. Meanwhile, his other paw caressed the boy's tight ballsack, before returning to his little dick and speeding up its rhythm on the bunny's hard boyhood, driving both of them to the point of no return.

``Lil' Fritz... I'm...'' Malcolm clenched his teeth as his balls drew close to his body, ``I'm gonna cum all over you!''

Fritz just squeezed his eyes shut and squealed in delight, feeling his own climax approaching.

With something between a moan and a growl, the bear threw his head back when his cock erupted in a mind-blowing orgasm. Jet after jet of thick virile seed gushed out of his glans and rained down on the naked boy below, covering him in hot dollops of rich cum. The sensation of being utterly bathed in his daddy's cum triggered something in Fritz' unconscious mind that enjoyed the dominant act, and pushed the boy over the edge. With a high-pitched and adorable boyish moan, the bunny's little cock twitched and shuddered and spurted out a few clear drops of watery cum, as the warm pleasure of his orgasm radiated throughout his whole body, intensified by the bear's rich smell all over his face.

Both males lost themselves in their shared orgasms for long, delightful seconds. By the time Malcolm regained self-awareness, huffing and puffing, he saw that he had completely glazed over the young bunny in his cum. Meanwhile, Fritz relished in his tender afterglow and the warm, sticky fluid covering his body, from the nape of his neck, to his flat tummy, to his wrist and even parts of his thighs.

Malcolm pulled the dazed boy up against his lap, holding his limp body carefully. With a coy smile, the bear started to rub his cum all over the boy's body: over his stomach, nipples, cock and balls and hips, over his fuzzy cheeks and twitching muzzle. Finally, he held his cum-covered hand against Fritz' lips, and the boy instinctively licked it clean. The bear's cum had begun to dry, turning Fritz' fur into a sticky, smelly mess. Malcolm chuckled, ``You look absolutely delicious, like a glazed donut.''

The bunny simply murred happily in return, pressing himself against his daddy's large body.

``How does it feel, lil' Fritz?'' Malcolm hugged back the bunny, and petted the boy's head. ``To be completely marked with your daddy's smell?''

Fritz could smell his daddy's cum plastered all over his body; he could tell he absolutely reeked of sex and cum and sweat and musk. And he liked it.

``I like it, daddy,'' the boy replied honestly, his mind finally broken into that of a willing musk-slut. ``I like it a lot.''

``That's a good boy.'' Malcolm kissed the bunny's cheek, making the boy giggle and blush in return.

After a while, Fritz mumbled out shyly: ``Can we do this again soon, daddy?''

``Of course we can, my boy.'' Malcolm smiled back. ``Of course we can. But first, let's shower. You are absolutely stinky!''

Smiling, the bunny let his daddy lift him up and carry him deeper into the house, naked and unashamed as two new lovers eager for their next session.

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