A Bond in a Moment of Vulnerability

Their shoes rustled on the old carpet that was covered in debris. The air was damp and chalky with the smell of old popcorn that was trapped and forgotten years ago. Chairs with once comfortable red soft covers were left for nobody to sit on them ever again. The windows that fell apart from missing maintenance let a bit of sunlight down to the floor, the dust creating a miraculous spectacle of golden rays.


They were strolling through the old, abandoned lobby of a theater from before their time. Nostalgia and fascination pulled Benjamin to this building and the small ghost town like a magnet. 

“This is so magnificent!” He exclaimed joyfully, his voice, soft and high-pitched, echoing through the big space. His tail twitched in anticipation, ears perking high up.

“I must say, you have quite an interesting affinity for places like these.” The wolf by his side remarked with his rougher masculine voice. He was one head and a half taller than the fox. Benjamin’s cream orange fur shone in the scarce sunlight from outside and his glasses reflected brightly. 

“Just imagine how crowded this place must’ve been, when it was active. All those people murmuring in anticipation of the movie they’re going to watch. The lobby itself might’ve been accompanied by gentle vintage music.” His finger traveled over the lonesome scenery while speaking. The checkouts before them were completely empty, all life having left long ago.

“I really like the way you play with your imagination, Benjamin. It’s part of what makes you so adorable.” The wolf replied, laying a soft hand-paw on the fox’s back who giggles quietly in return. He rummaged in the pockets of his light casual jacket and pulled out his phone.

“Let’s make this more atmospheric.” Right afterwards, a melody played from the device. It was old vintage music from around the 20s. Benjamin had quite the soft spot for it, especially when exploring lost places.

“Now I can’t help but think of a certain game that takes place after an atomic war.” The wolf chuckled with Benjamin tuning in.

“Yeah, it really seems like it right? C’mon Zak, we’re just getting started!” The fox stated with an excited tone and took the wolf by the hand. Zak was his nickname for Isaac. They got to know each other when Benjamin was still an officer at 19 years old, serving as backup for the special forces team that Isaac was the leader of. Since then, they have stayed in contact. The wolf often visited Benjamin in his office, sometimes bringing him coffee or a cup of tea, while the fox massaged away all that tension that built up during Isaac’s missions. 


The dusty hallway yawned at its visitors, the decades long silence broken by their chatter. Benjamin excitedly tried to piece together the tiniest evidence of something that might've happened there. A child running through the corridor in hurry to make it to their film, spilling some popcorn on the ground, some rich people arriving there later, complaining about how dirty the theater is. 

“What’s most interesting,” The fox began, “if you listen closely, you might hear the voices of the past. Voices of all the people who visited this theater.”

“Oh, I didn't know that you believe in ghosts, Benjamin.” Isaac remarked with nonchalant surprise.

“Well, not exactly. It's just in my mind, because I like to imagine how it must’ve been here, when everything was vivid and moving.” The fox then gently pulled at Isaac's hand. “Let's go into one of the cinema halls!”


The bright flashlight of their phones chased away the black darkness and revealed more dust and debris on the ground. The hundreds of rows of seats stood there, having given up hope that somebody will ever sit down on them ever again. Surprisingly, they were suddenly gifted by the touch of two buttocks. 

“Imagine an old movie playing now. It must’ve been the highlight of many people's days back then.”

“Most certainly,” Isaac returned, “A movie was something special back in the day. A product of luxury.” They continued to chat about various things, what movies could've been played here and if they perhaps know at least one of them.


“Zak?” The fox broke a short silence between their conversation. “The toilets here…probably don't work at all anymore do they?”

“Most certainly not, Benjamin.” He chuckled. “Do you need to go?” The fox nodded, blushing slightly. 

“Well, I'm sure the cinema hall wouldn't mind, if you just peed in the corner.” Benjamin giggled a bit in response.

“Yes, that would be…a bit easier. If it was just that.”

“Oh,” The wolf said quietly. “The whole program then?” Benjamin nodded again.

“Mhm…”

“Well, can't blame you. We drove for four hours to this abandoned little town and we were on our feet for two more hours. C'mon then Benjamin. Let's check if the toilets here are of any use.”


…


“Whaat?” Exclaimed the now worried fox. They're all…They all fell apart?” Desperately, he checked every stall, but the same disappointing picture showed: The ceramic, after decades of no maintenance broke and left only remains of what was an intact toilet before.

“Come on Benjamin, you probably wouldn't have sat down on those dirty seats, am I right?” The fox's ears twitched slightly in response.

“Yeah, probably. Aw man, what am I going to do?” As he shifted from one leg to the other, a shy, high-pitched toot escaped him, flattening his ears in shame.

“You really are at your limit. I think I have an idea.”


“Where do we go?” The fox carefully asked. Isaac merely smiled warmly, gesturing to him to enter another cinema hall. Slightly confused, Benjamin followed.


What was inside caused him to widen his eyes in awe. There was light.

“How…how is that even possible? Where does the power come from?”

“I must admit, I'm quite surprised as well.” The wolf returned. “The projector probably has a very strong will to live.”

“Mhm- owww…” Benjamin cringed a bit from a cramp that hit him in his gut, his tail stiff with tension.

“This is really exceptional…But there is something that doesn't want to wait much longer…” His voice in strain, he held his belly with his hands.

“Right, this is why I brought you here.” Isaac said. Benjamin’s eyes widened in horror.

“Here?! But…do you even have tissues?”

The wolf casually winked. 

“Aaalways prepared.” 

“But…it feels wrong…” He mumbled, even though his body probably couldn't care less.

“Benjamin, you have to go. There is a lot of space for you here, but I would personally prefer a nice place between those rows.”

“You really are serious.”

“Of course I am.”

“But…I can't just poop on the floor!”

“It is all nature, sweetie. Your body probably doesn't want to wait longer.” That argument caused a shift in the fox’s initial demeanor.

“Ohh, my body seems to like the idea.” 


Defeated, he slowly walked between one of the rows that were softly shone upon by the persistent projector, shaking the closer he came to the spot he chose. Benjamin nervously shifted from one side to the other. The dread of removing his underwear while his friend was nearby, of defecating in such an open space without stalls, without close walls, just that vast emptiness of the cinema hall.

“I can’t believe it…” He muttered, his hands trembling at his waistband. His tail hiked upwards and went stiff again. Bending his knees a bit in preparation, he peeked at the wide open door outside behind him, as if fearing that someone might suddenly come in. The mere thought of it made his heart race even faster.

“I just…can't believe I'm doing this…” 


Then he did it - he pulled down his pants. His cream colored butt cheeks were immediately touched by the cool air, and a louder, uncontrollable toot slipped from him, signaling that his body was serious about what he's about to do. His privates were now fully exposed and greeted by the colder environment, as he slowly kneeled down, his tail curling to a spiral, a usual movement when he was about to relieve himself. He heaved a quiet, shaky sigh. This was really happening…he actually was going to empty his bowels onto the carpet below his rear. The floor that has been left untouched for so many years was now about to be ruined by his inevitable, immediate need. Everything within him was stiff and his whole body tingled when he breathed into his belly, naturally shoving down what waited inside.


The fox narrowed his eyes, as he felt that familiar pressure in his lower belly and began to push. The theater seemed to hold its breath, when only his straining noises, the frequent exhales through his nose and repeating attempts, softly echoed off the walls from between the rows of seats. A couple of air ripping sounds came from below, as his insides freed themselves from remaining gas, before it was stopped by something solid. Benjamin bore down again and the room eventually filled with soft crackling sounds. He felt his bum bulging and hesitating, as he urged his body to let go.


Then, finally, he felt the textures of his waste caress his ring, something sliding out. Immediately, a familiar smell rose from below the fox’s legs. A short, subtle sound came from his lips, almost a gasp - now, there was no going back. It felt hard and moved slowly, then it broke and fell onto the carpet below with a soft thud.


Then, his insides shifted, he felt the pressure slowly releasing. That little part was only a cork, that held everything back. Now his body got to work without his help. Something slightly softer gently brushed him, gained speed and slowly slid out, his belly gurgling with gratitude. It was bigger and expanded his lower body a bit more. When the next log landed on the floor, Benjamin’s front let out a few drops, before a steady stream poured free. The loud sound of liquid hitting the carpet now covered the quiet crackles of Benjamin’s backside. All the tension, hesitation and fear of being caught, the fact he exposed himself like this, left the fox and dropped from his rear. Then, he softly moaned with relief, opening his mouth wide, smiling brightly like the happiest puppy with his tongue rolling out. Nothing mattered in that blissful moment other than the tremendously satisfying feeling of letting go.


Suddenly he heard steps getting closer, shortly ripping him out of his trance. It was Isaac. 

“You’re finally letting go, honey. Doesn't it feel good?” He chuckled teasingly, but warm, and without hesitation, he unbuttoned his own jeans and pulled them down, taking a comfortable squatting position with a sigh - right beside his trembling friend who widened his eyes in surprise and flushed bright red.

“You’re…you're going too?” Although he wanted to, he couldn't interrupt the steady flow of his bowels and Isaac looked at him the exact second where a fully visible log left his insides.

“Of course, we turned this hall into a toilet, and I need to go as well.” He strained shortly, before his face relaxed again and a familiar sound came from his backside.

“Let's share this moment together.” That made Benjamin melt. There was an undeniable comfort in the shared vulnerability. Now they both were exposed; And it felt so liberating.


For a while, only the sound of two people relieving themselves on the ground disturbed the usual silence in the room, before another contrasting hiss erupted from Isaac as well. Benjamin couldn’t help but giggle-nervous at first, then becoming a bit louder as comfort showered onto him like a wave; Isaac joined in. The sound echoed in the empty theater, a carefree, almost musical note. Finally the last bits of tension melted away between them.


The cinema hall of the theater, a silent witness was holding its stillness around them. As if time itself stopped, the large room embraced their moment of pure, innocent vulnerability. In the shadows, the midst of their exposure and embarrassment, they could feel a deeper bond forming. They became more than two friends, using the carpet as a toilet. They were two fluffy beings, sharing something honest, something real.


When his bladder stopped tingling, Benjamin took a deep breath in and pushed the last bits of his waste out, finally replacing his initial pressure with blissful emptiness and endless warmth. The fox emitted a louder sigh, his closing bum twitching slightly. Isaac beside him, let out a loud fart that resounded through the vast room, causing Benjamin to burst out in laughter. 

“I think we are officially empty now.” He said humorously. His giggles were returned.

“Yeah,” the wolf laughed, “and it felt really good. Here you are.” He handed over a pack of tissues.

“Ah, thank you kindly.” Benjamin smiled and gently shoved the piece over his privates with quiet moans. For a brief moment, only the rustling of their wipes could be heard in the cinema hall.

“I think…I need some more.” The wolf chuckled and handed over another piece.

“Sure.”

“Man, I really emptied my whole lower body.” He giggled when he looked between his legs.


When they were done and dressed themselves again, Benjamin flushed with a sheepish look back at their deposits.

“Don’t worry hun, it’s nature. Just like all the debris here.”

“You’re…you’re right.” Then his ears twitched. “Hun.” With his mind clear again, he noticed that Isaac used a pet name on him. Before he could act, he felt a warm touch on his shoulder that slowly travelled down. The air between them changed. The shared moment of vulnerability caused something within them, this intimate moment welded them together.

“Do you feel it?” The wolf asked warmly. “Do you feel the bond that formed between us in this moment together?” Benjamin blushed beet red, when Isaac’s hand reached his lower cheeks starting to softly caress them. 

“After being friends with you for two years, I noticed something deep within you. A silent, sneaking desire. As we know each other quite well now, I can finally tell you.” The fox’s eyes widened and his buttocks twitched at the attention that was given to them. 

“Seeing you relieving yourself here, trying to hide your urge for the entire time we spent in this town already, hesitating over here between these rows, your final liberating relief and your cute, priceless reaction and moans: it was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my entire life. You are the prince of cuteness Benjamin, there is just no other word for it.” The fox seemed to be overwhelmed, his breath was shallowing, his heart rate rapidly increasing.

“I wanted to ask you Benjamin,” The wolf lowered his already deep and comforting voice, “Would you like to be my boyfriend?”


The question vibrated deep in Benjamin’s being. Everything within him screamed yes! Ever since they’ve met, he was amazed by the strong, masculine and tall wolf that somehow managed to be the kindest soul, the warmest person that radiated reassurance. Whenever he was close to him, he felt safe, no matter how difficult the situation was. And so, he said it:

“Yes!” With wide open eyes, he confessed his love to the wolf. The theater was not only the perfect rescue to their shared need, it also now became a place where a fresh new couple bonded.


“Well then, my sweetheart.” Isaac said warmly, his finger gently travelling from Benjamin’s butt to his groin, causing it to twitch inside, immediately growing at the touch. 

“Let’s move a bit away from our…product of freedom.”


They walked further down to the canvas that was lit by the persistent projector. Isaac’s hands moved again to Benjamin’s butt, caressing it, kneading it.

“Ah!” A louder moan escaped the fox’s mouth, delicate and soft with growing excitement. 

“May I…kiss your butt?” The fox nodded with a deep red flush.

“Mhm…” With that, the wolf kneeled down and lay his lips onto Benjamin’s jeans where his peach-like cheeks hid behind.

“Your bum did such an amazing job back there.” The fox couldn’t emit more than quiet whimpers as he was overwhelmed by thousands of feelings at once. Now his limb grew behind his pants, throbbing inside them.


Then, gently, Isaac pulled down the fox’s pants, revealing his beautiful, smaller form that grew even more out of his foreskin. He gave its peak a soft touch, causing it to twitch immediately with Benjamin gasping lightly. Then, the wolf himself shoved down his pants, liberating him from what kept his member at bay, then came his shirt. After he helped him remove his own, he hugged the delicate, tender Benjamin naked. The fox moaned quietly in response, when their tubes touched each other, as he lifted him up to his face and first kissed his cheeks, then his mouth. The cold inside the cinema hall didn't matter, as their bodies steamed with warmth within.


Benjamin willingly opened his own and their tongues embraced each other warmly. A feeling of almost overwhelming comfort, peace and deep excitement ran through his being and his heartbeat quickened. His blush was the reddest it could have been and his legs softly curled around Isaac’s waist. His rosy bum was kissed yet again by the cooler environment, but soon the tip of Isaac’s bigger member tingled it from outside. He gasped a bit louder with it slowly slipping into him with a squishy sound, the warm, fleshy walls welcoming it dearly. The fox moaned with love and shivered when the wolf filled him, deep feelings of desire and warm secureness rising within. Isaac’s deep noises of pleasure vibrated through the fox’s organs and his hands were touching his cream colored butt cheeks to keep him up. 


Their rhythmic movements softly echoed through the room, as their moans and breaths were swallowed by the carpet. Their bond manifested between them with a strong sense of security and pleasure overcoming Benjamin, as his now-boyfriend gently caressed his depths with his tube, exploring his physical and emotional depths. 


The theater, a witness of love erupting and spreading across the entire building. Their climax was like an explosion of purity and passion. They were here, alone, secure, encased by comfort, darkness, and warmth. 