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  "description": "In the world of BTF, the expectations of inter-species socialization can be tough to manage, as our main characters are about to find out.\n\nI noticed that Inkbunny kind of hacks the text imports so if you want to see the good formatting, open the doc file. :)\n[b]\nContent Warning: Cub/cub (10M/8M), Pred/prey (thematic), Fear, Bullying (minor), Biting (light), Sweat/Musk (light), Toxic Language (Homophobic slurs/teasing), Crying (minor).\n\nSeriously this isn't as dark as that list makes it look! - btf[/b]\n\n[t][url=https://inkbunny.net/s/3437727]Check out the sequel here![/url][/t]",
  "description_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>In the world of BTF, the expectations of inter-species socialization can be tough to manage, as our main characters are about to find out.<br /><br />I noticed that Inkbunny kind of hacks the text imports so if you want to see the good formatting, open the doc file. :)<br /><strong><br />Content Warning: Cub/cub (10M/8M), Pred/prey (thematic), Fear, Bullying (minor), Biting (light), Sweat/Musk (light), Toxic Language (Homophobic slurs/teasing), Crying (minor).<br /><br />Seriously this isn&#039;t as dark as that list makes it look! - btf</strong><br /><br /><span class='font_title'><a href=\"https://inkbunny.net/s/3437727\" rel=\"nofollow\">Check out the sequel here!</a></span></span>",
  "writing": "[center][t]Chapter One\nCrunch[/t]\n[/center]\n\n\n\tThe Crocutto family vacation was legendary. Not that it was specifically the stuff of legend, but Dom - short for Dominic, the youngest of the Crocutto boys - looked forward to these two weeks more than any other in a given year. These were the weeks where he was free of school, chores, annoying home life, free of boredom of video games and his stupid big brothers and the stupid nosy neighbors and their stupid speed-dial to the local police; and free of the reputation that preceded him around the neighborhood. Not that he was a delinquent, despite the protests of some neighbors; he would classify himself more as a mischief maker, prone to pranks and maybe a bit of trouble, but never anything serious. On these trips, however, he always felt as if he'd been unleashed anew on an unsuspecting world; the wide-open wilderness and small, sleepy lake community around his family's lease on the expansive Lake Aardvark.\n\n\tHis family owned a double site right on the water that was secluded from other sites by a thick wooded perimeter and, beyond that,  a valley and two roads - its very own private little ‘block’ in the lake community - where they had a good bit of space to stretch out and make use of. Privacy wasn't their utmost concern with the lot, but rather having their own space, that they could secure and finish to their own liking - and they had done just that over the twenty years his parents had been together. There was a large storage shed that served double-duty as shelter for rainy days, which held their pop-up canopy, lawn furniture, barbecue grill, canoes, inner-tubes and fishing gear among other stuff. It was even wired for electricity, and had freeze-proof plumbing that allowed for the family of hyenas to even have a shower and privy attached to the back of the shed. Overall, it was choice camping digs - though a lot of camping purists would consider them to be faking it.\n\n\tThat, of course, did not matter in the least to Dominic as he sprawled on the couch in the back of his parents' RV - a converted short bus, really, that had been decked out exactly how they wanted. A beaded curtain divided the space between the front and the back, clattering lightly as the bus rumbled around the winding low-mountain roads leading to the lake, and Dom stretched a little as he listened to the latest album from his favorite stoner-metal band on a tape copied from one of his older brother's CD's. Dom was bigger than most of the other kids in his class, nearly eleven years old and over five feet tall - five feet and three inches, he'd stress - and a sturdy 140 pounds of reasonably solid muscle. He'd likely have been a bit pudgier if his older brothers hadn't pressured him to start working out when he started fifth grade and now, at the beginning of summer break after sixth grade, he was well built and would easily be the strongest kid in his class if it weren't for the brown bear, Charlie, who was even bigger than he was. Dom didn't really mind being second-rank though, since it allowed him to fly under more than one figurative radar in his class.\n\n\tDom was wearing a grungy t-shirt that had had the sleeves cut off - a black band shirt that had been handed down from one of his brothers - and a pair of jeans that had been cut off at the knee, well tattered and frayed at this point. His left ear was pierced with a single gold hoop, and it twitched as it heard his name over the droning electric guitars and subdued vocals in his headphones. He pulled the headphones off that ear just in time to hear his father, shouting now.\n\n\t“Dom!” came his father's voice, not agitated - more than usual, at least - but sharp and intended to cut through the road noise and headphones.\n\n\t“Chill, dad! I heard you the first time,” he lied, laughing to ease the tension. He caught his father's gaze in the rear view mirror.\n\n\t“Yeah, that's why I had to call your name five times,” his dad chided, “I need your word that you're going to be cool with the Lapins' son. None of your usual bullshit, alright? Not with him, not with the old folks that own the marina, not with the weird religious kids down the road. If that kid gets in trouble because of you I swear to Yeenoghu himself that I'll drag your ass out into the lake and drown you myself,” his dad said. Dom couldn't see it, but his mom rolled her eyes and rubbed her dark-furred muzzle, trying to suppress a laugh as she sat in a chair further back in the bus, reading her book.\n\n\tDom knew his dad was kidding about that last part, but also understood the seriousness in his tone. He sat up and stopped his tape player, tugging his headphones off completely. “Why's it my job to keep him out of trouble? Is he special or something? Needs babysitting, can't think for himself?” Dom challenged, heading up to the front of the bus to sit in the stairwell, looking at the ditch beside the road blurring past through the folding side door.\n\n\t“For fuck's sake, Dom,” his dad sighed, “Mr. Lapin's a really smart dude, and if this trip goes well we just might wind up doing a lot better for ourselves as a family. I'm trying to talk him into starting our own thing instead of working at the firm,” he said. “All I need for you to do is to keep his kid entertained, and for both of you to stay out of our hair and stay out of trouble while we're trying to have a decent trip, okay? It's not even going to be that hard.\" Dom knew better than to push his luck, and assented. \n\n\t“Alright, fine,” he said, “Scout's honor,” he says, raising a scout salute, which made him think of his short stint in the scouts, which then brought about memories of his hasty ejection from the scouts. Apparently he was the only one that thought it was funny to spike a particularly nerdy scoutmaster's drink with the juice from the ‘barf berries’ they'd identified during a foraging class. \"Are they like us, at least? Or are they…you know…  Normal?” Dom asked with a hint of disdain for mundanity in his voice. The question caught Dom's dad by surprise, and it took him a few seconds to answer.\n\n\t“… I think most families are like ours. It's just normal for them to not talk to each other in public the way they do in private. Just like we mind our manners in public.” he said after a bit, while signaling to turn off the main road and onto the gravel path through the woods. Dom grinned, and his father sensed it without even having to look. Before his son could speak up, he said, “When you aren't being a pain in my ass, at least,” he said. They both laughed.\n\n\tThe gravel road wound along for several miles, until they came across the gate to their property. Dom hopped out to unlock and open the gate for his dad, who pulled the bus through. Dom locked the gate to the post that kept it open so the Lapins could pull in and hopped back onto the bus, his tail wagging.\n\n\t\"Still the longest drive ever,\" Dom commented to his parents as he stood, hanging onto the rail on the dash and watched their camp come into view. It was still how they'd left it when they came out here to clean up the site at the end of winter. A few branches had fallen from the storms that had passed through, but there wasn't any real damage done. Everyone knew their assignments well, and within a few hours Dom made sure the site was cleaned up and mowed, Dom's dad ensured fresh firewood and kindling was broken up and chopped from the deadfall they were able to scavenge, and Dom's mom busied herself chasing the spiders out of the privy and shower before cleaning them up.\n\n-\n\t \n\tThe three hyenas were taking a break and digging into a cooler for hard-earned refreshments when they heard the dual-tone horn from the road, and soon heard the heavy crunching of the Lapin family's full-size conversion van ambling down the gravel drive and into the camp.\n\n\tDom's dad strolled from the picnic table over toward the road, waving to the other dad and conducting him around to the second RV pad, twenty feet from the Crocutto's bus.\n\n\t“Well, Ted; you said you had a great spot, but you didn't say anything about being right on the water! What a view!” the rabbit patriarch said as he got out of the van. Dom already didn't like this guy; his voice was goofy and he was playing way too polite. \n\n\t“Work hard, play hard, Jackie boy, that's just how we do things!\" his dad said, turning on the cheese. He even leaned into it, giving a good, loud laugh or two, because everyone expected hyenas to laugh like that. Everyone come over here and meet the Lapins!” Ted said, as Dom and his mom were already wandering over. Dom sized the other family up as they lined up for his dad to do introductions. The dad wasn't that big, Dom would probably be taller than him in a couple years. He was eye-to-eye with his wife, and their son was a whole head smaller than him. He looked young, and skinny. His fur was a sort of blue-gray and speckled with white, and his ears were longer than Dom had ever seen before, hanging down to his butt. The young rabbit wore denim overalls and a Day-Glo yellow t-shirt, and had a stuffed-full backpack on his back.\n\n\tThe families made introductions; Margie and Ted, Dom's mom and dad. Dom, of course, their so-described ‘scamp’ of a son. Jack and Bonnie Lapin, and their son Aaron, who was revealed to be eight- almost nine. Absences; Dom's elder brothers who stayed home, one working and the other uninterested in camping; and Erin Lapin, who was explained to be Aaron's twin sister, was on a trip with one of her friends from school. Dom tried to envision Erin as he looked at her brother, and soon realized that he really liked what he saw in his mind's eye.\n\n\tThe adults abruptly turned to the kids, and Dom's dad spoke up. “Why don't you guys start getting set up? We've only got a few hours of daylight left, and a lot of work to do.”  The boys nodded, and went to collect their things. Dom stopped dead in his tracks, finding a rabbit boy waiting for him when he descended the stairs of the short bus after he'd thrown his sleeping bag out, and carried his tent down with him.\n\n\t“Uh, hey,” Dom started as he hauled his tent over his shoulder, grabbing his sleeping bag in the other hand. “So are you like, actually into camping, or just come out because your parents won't let you stay home alone?\"\n\n\tThe rabbit was struggling with his own tent on its own. “Aw, no, I like camping! It's fun. We used to have a cabin out in the woods before we moved here,” he said, grunting as he dropped his tent while trying to throw it over a shoulder. It was obvious the rabbit, two and a half years his junior, was eager to make a good first impression. Dom just grinned and started walking, leaving the young lop-ear rabbit to follow or be left behind. Aaron gave chase, giving up on showing off for the hyena in lieu of keeping up, grappling his tent in both hands a little unsteadily. “So what are the good spots to set up?” Aaron asked, hopping a few times to keep up. Dom pointed to a pad near the water with a small fire ring made out of rocks.\n\n\t“That's my spot. The other good spot's over there,” he said, pointing toward the treeline. Dom didn't know if it was a good spot or not, but it's not like finding a decent place to put a tent was too hard on their lot. He really just knew he didn't want the rabbit kid setting up too close to him. Aaron smiled, “Thanks! Hey, wanna help each other set up? It can be easier with two.”\n\n\tDom shrugged, “Up to you, dude,” as he laid out a tarp and staked it down in the corners, then started unrolling his tent. Dom didn't think the rabbit kid was too awful, really, but he had that younger-kid energy still that Dom found a little annoying. He could tell he'd probably have this rabbit attached to him for the next couple weeks; all while Dom had been threatened with asphyxiation by drowning by his father if the rabbit got into trouble by association, which was going to be a tricky venture if the hyena wanted to have any real fun. Ultimately, though, Aaron wasn't any worse than his younger cousins, and seemed gullible enough to have a little fun with. During a lull while they were assembling the fiberglass poles, Aaron nervously spoke up.\n\n\t“So, umm…what kind of stuff do you like?” the young rabbit asked, his voice a little more timid before he caught himself, and, with more energy, continued, “Like, I like comic books! And camping, but you already knew that. And cars are cool! And music too! I brought my radio, and we could still pick up the alternative rock station in the van when we got here so I can probably get it on the radio too!” he said, a little excitedly.\n\n\tDom smirked while he was threading a tent pole through the sleeve at the top of his tent, and shrugged, “I got my tape player if it doesn't. Comics, though? Really dude?\" the hyena feigned judgment on the little rabbit, who visibly shrunk a little as they were working together to bow that tent pole and tuck it into the pockets at the tent's corners, before working on the next.\n\n\t“It's not like I read baby comics!” Aaron argued, “I got some issues of Pumpkinhead and Fear Eternal with me right now! And back home I've got Outer Reach and Tazerface and Misfit Mafia!”  The rabbit boasted his collection, and the impressed look from Dom made Aaron's confidence swell. “C'mon, what tapes do you got?” the rabbit asked, his energy far surpassing the hyena's.\n\n\t“Ha!” Dom laughed, accidentally letting a bit of his hyena side show as he relaxed a bit around this new kid. Maybe Aaron wasn't so bad after all, but he'd put that to the test in due time. “Alright, Tazerface is awesome, same for Fear Eternal. I kinda loved both of those when I was still reading comics a lot. I didn't take you for the sort that was into the good ones,” he laughed more genuinely. Aaron's ears pinned a little; Dom's laugh was loud, and had a barking sort of percussion that… well… His dad did say that hyenas were loud. And that he shouldn't repeat that in polite company. Dom continued, “Uh, so my brother let me copy a few of his CD's. I got the new Aerospace album which,” he wavered a hand side to side, “Kinda okay. But I also the new Waverly Sanatorium album is great, so is the Grindtribe album,” he said, flexing the second pole with Aaron's help, as the boys finished the erection of Dom's tent by tucking the poles in their corresponding pockets.\n\n\tAaron had no idea who those bands were, so simply responded, “Oh, uh…  Cool! Maybe we can listen to some later?\" he asked hopefully. Dom shrugged, without commitment either way. “Go find a spot, dude. I'll come help you out in a bit, let me get my stuff moved first,” he said, without any real intention of helping the rabbit in a timely manner. Dom made a few trips back to the bus, carrying armloads of odds-and-ends to his site. His duffel bag, two pillows, his backpack, his tape player and headphones, a battery powered lantern, and his little cooler were brought out to his site, and then his favorite folding chair from the stack of them in the shed, parked right next to the fire pit. His parents had made great progress as well; the strings of white and multicolored holiday lights were loosely wound around the cables that were led from tree to tree, and their furniture set up. They even had the grill smoldering as Dom watched the adults taking tours of each other's home-built RVs. As he was walking back to his site with an old wheelbarrow full of firewood, no small feat given its weight and the sixty or seventy yards of grassy terrain to navigate, he noticed the rabbit boy struggling with his tent and rolled his eyes. No way Dom was going to help him unless he asked for it.\n\n\tThe call came a few moments later, and as he walked over Dom was easily able to help Aaron erect his tent, but as they were lifting up the second pole something ripped. Both kids froze, and looked over the tent before going any further - but it was too late. A tent pole had snagged in its sleeve and pulled the side of the tent in just the right way that it ripped open a several-inch-long gash in the side of the tent at the seam. Aaron was stunned, and looked absolutely crestfallen. Dom noted his expression and, in a moment of solidarity, thumped Aaron on the back. \n\n\t“Dude, it's not worth crying over,” the hyena said, knowing that'd bug Aaron, but the rabbit did look on the verge of tears. “Let's see if we can get it stood up the rest of the way and we can tape it up or something,” he said. Aaron eventually assented, and they pushed on, the poles in the pockets after a bit of a struggle. As the boys stood side-by-side surveying the tent, they both watched as that rip widened further and further under the tension, Dom grimacing a little and Aaron looking even more heartbroken as half the tent fell slack, and waved in the bit of a breeze coming off the lake.\n\n\t“Aw, man. It's totally wrecked,” the rabbit boy said, as the loose canvas flapped in the bit of a breeze that was coming off the lake.\n\n\t“… Yeah, you got that right, dude. That sucks. Looks like you're sleeping with the spiders and ‘skeeters tonight,\" Dom said, grinning crookedly to himself. He knew the adults would never let that happen, but no way was he going to volunteer his tent to some random kid right away, either. The drop in the rabbit’s posture drew his gaze, just in time to catch the rabbit rub his eyes with the back of a wrist and sullenly turn, walking toward the parents' camp. Dom almost felt bad for the little rabbit. Camping disasters happen though, and he already knew what the solution was.\n\n\tIt wasn't five minutes later that the dads made their way to Dom's camp, as he was setting up firewood in the fire ring and scrounging together enough kindling to get a fire of his own going later, after dinner.\n\n\t“Hey, son. Bummer about Aaron's tent, huh?” Ted said, as smooth an icebreaker as any.\n\n\t“Yeah,” Dom said, “Uh, heh-  Is he alright? He kind of took off in a hurry.”  He was secretly surprised at how genuine that sounded. Jack spoke up,\n\n\t“He'll be fine, but your dad and I were hoping you could do us a big favor. I'm willing to make it worth your while,” he said, in a tone that captured Dom's attention better than most. Despite that slightly goofy dad-ness about him he was being addressed as a peer for once in his life.\n\n\t“Uh, okay..? I'm assuming you want me to let him crash here,” Dom said. It was obvious.\n\n\t“Yeah. You've got a lot of extra room, and he is a small kid,” Ted started, \"I bet you guys will have a lot of fun.”\n\n\t“Especially on the float trip,” Jack chimed in, “As my way of saying thanks for doing us a solid for not making all three of us pile together in the van. I know you guys just met and it's probably a little awkward, so…”  Dom was impressed, and certainly not above bribery.\n\n\t“Hah! Deal,” Dom said. “But inner tubes, no boring canoes,” he said, pushing his luck.\n\n\t“Deal,” Jack said without hesitation, extending his hand to shake. Ted was laughing as Dom and Jack shook on it, and the younger hyena marveled at how soft even Aaron's dad's hands were, and how compliant they were in his grip, like he could fold it in half with just a little squeeze. He was snapped out of it as his dad spoke up, and abruptly let go.\n\n\t“Oh, sure, it's that easy for a stranger to buy your cooperation but you make it tough on your old man?” Ted said, before laughing more. Loud, but ‘polite’ hyena laughs; not that unhinged, wild cackling they were really capable of - not that that was really associated with humor, so much. They didn't get to use that voice in public anyway, it was supposedly well known to freak out prey species on some weird, primal level, but Dom had never actually seen it in practice.\n\n\t“You don't bribe me with float trips!” Dom countered, an argument beyond all refutation, which got Jack to laugh, next.\n \n-\n \n\tAn hour later, the dads were talking about the finer points and drawbacks of boat ownership over the smoldering grill, while the moms drank wine and chatted about past - and future - vacations. Aaron and Dom were hunkered in their shared tent and finishing rearranging things for their new situation now that the ripped tent had been torn down and stowed away for repair or later discarding. Their newfound layout wasn't bad, actually; Dom's tent slept a supposed eight, meaning two in the space still had ample room. They each had their own side, with their personal stuff tucked in against the tent walls on their respective sides, and sleeping bags toward the center. In the space between, a spare blanket had been stretched out as a rug in the tent; Aaron's idea, that Dom thought a little strange at first but was quickly growing to like, as it softened the crunch and crinkle of the tarp floor. They were listening to one of Dom's tapes in Aaron's radio, which was propped in the middle of the tent beside the lantern. The vents had all been opened and the rain fly removed, letting the cool breeze filter through the tent as mosquitoes' efforts were frustrated by the fine mesh screens.\n\n\t“I still can't believe you've never been on a float trip before,” Aaron said to the hyena that was flipping through a new issue of Fear Eternal that the rabbit boy had brought along. Aaron was playing a little handheld water jet game, trying to get basketballs in hoops.\n\n\t“My dad's too cheap,” he responded with a crooked grin, “But it's pretty cool of your dad to set us up. I guess I can tolerate some random rabbit kid in the pred-shed,\" a name the hyena had come up with in the last ten minutes for his tent, “for a couple weeks.”\n\n\t“That name is so lame,” Aaron laughed, before both boys heard a distant call to dinner. “Finally, I'm starving!” the rabbit said, jumping up and racing to unzip the door - with Dom on his heels.\n\n\tThe boys chatted about their food preferences on the walk over, finding little common ground between a purely vegan rabbit diet and a primarily carnivorous hyena's diet. As they sat across from each other and ate their meals quietly as the grownups talked about their boring grownup stuff, Dom grinned and held up one of the ribs his dad had grilled, while Aaron was munching - effectively - the vegetarian version of the same thing, a grilled and glazed ear of corn that had been cut into thirds to provide a more nibbling-friendly medium.\n\n\t“Hey Aaron, wanna see something cool?” Dom asked. He just wanted to show off, though, so he didn't wait for an answer. He put the rib, bone and all, in his mouth and bit straight through it, crunching and splintering the bone in the process as he tore through the rib and proceeded to chew it with little problem, the cracking and crunching of that rib bone making Aaron squint and recoil on instinct alone.\n\n\t“Ugh, dude! That's so gross, does that even taste good?\" he laughed in disbelief at the show even though, deep down in the pit of his stomach, something primal clawed at his nerves. What if that was his ribs? Could the hyena do that to him? Of course he could - Aaron was way smaller than a cow, and his ribs were basically cartilage. Not to mention the hyena was a lot bigger than him, and had proven several times that he was a lot stronger than the rabbit, too. Why was he shaking? His heart was racing, too.\n\n\t“Not really, it's better when they're bigger bones that have marro-oof!” he exclaimed as he caught a sharp elbowing in his own ribs from his dad, which made him acutely aware, suddenly, that all conversation had stopped at the table.\n\n\t“Don't give the rabbits nightmares,” Ted chided his son through nearly clenched teeth, with a flash of what Dom had long-ago coined ‘fuck you’ eyes; the slightly unhinged look he got when he was really pushing his luck in a situation where dad couldn't properly threaten him with some sort of creative, god-sworn method of mortal dispatch. “Sorry Aaron - All three of you, really. Three carnivore boys at home,” he said, as if it explained that all. Dom's mom chimed in with a husky chuckle.\n\n\t“Four,” Margie merely corrected, with a tension-breaking grin, polite chuckle. “And you weren't any better when you were his age. You're just trying to impress your friend, right, Dom?” she asked, covering for him, and Dom rubbed the scraggly black mane at the back of his neck.\n\n\t“Yeah, uh. Sorry, guys,” he said, a little sheepishly, once he clocked the dilated pupils of all three rabbits across the table. It was one of the ‘tells’ he was taught when he was younger, and often forgot to look for. Rule #1 of polite society; don't freak out the herbivores. He noticed Aaron couldn't even look him in the eye, and felt bad. Jack took charge, after a moment's hesitation.\n\n\t“Hey, everyone has to learn this stuff sooner or later, right?” the rabbit patriarch said, “So long as the lesson's properly learned so it doesn't need to be repeated. Apology accepted,\" the elder rabbit said, a natural diplomat. Dom found himself liking him more and more as time went on, just like he did Aaron. Dom looked back to his friend across the table, who was awkwardly picking at his corn and thousand-yard-gazing at the grass beside the table.\n\n\tAaron didn't know why that buzz in his belly was still there, even as his pulse slowed and the jitters started to leave him. He fidgeted on the bench of the picnic table and discreetly tried to adjust himself, but there was no helping the fact that he was suffering the hardest spontaneous bone of his life at the moment. His feet crossed under the table, and he tucked his hips back a bit to take some pressure off of his underwear, while trying to distract himself with picking up eating again.\n\n\t“… It actually was pretty cool,” he said softly after a long, quiet beat, which brought a laugh out of the adults, and from Dom…a seemingly needed break in the tension that allowed the adults to pick their conversation back up. Dom saw his in, and started rambling in the way only he could about nothing useful - this time, about how awesome he'd be in a war against skeletons, which drew Aaron's attention back. He piled the charm on for the sake of the parents, and talked up Aaron's merits - agility and speed, by Dom's measure - in the same scenario, and how they'd be unstoppable together.\n\n\n\n[center]\n[t]Chapter Two\nFavor[/t][/center]\n\n\n\tLate that night, well after lights-out, Aaron stirred restlessly in his sleeping bag. The sharp, splintering crack of the rib bone kept replaying in his head as he stared across the tent at the figure of the sleeping hyena just a few feet away, only barely lit in silhouette against the moonlight reflected off the lake. The tireless call of crickets and katydids, tree frogs and the occasional bullfrog belly-flopping into the water provided a backdrop, as did just the barest hint of distant music from a party somewhere across the lake, likely only audible to his young, and keenly sensitive ears. He hugged himself, forearms crossed over his own chest as he shuffled his big feet together, eyes not leaving that hyena.\n\n\tDom is so gross. He's gross, and kind of a bully but not really, maybe more of a jerk but he's also kind of nice?…  He did let me sleep in his tent and didn't even make it horrible, but Dad paid him off. I bet he wouldn't have otherwise. Even his own dad seems to kind of be fed up with him, I wonder what he's like when they don't have company. I wonder if he has a girlfriend…boyfriend? No, no way, he's probably like super straight, there's no way he'd want... Aaron's sleepy stream of consciousness broke as his attention was drawn to the tightness in his briefs, again. He remembered, just a couple hours ago, when Dom had stripped down to his underwear without shame, when Aaron thought they were going to be wearing pajamas. He wasn't expecting that, but he followed suit, not wanting to lose big-kid points with the older boy, especially over something so stupid. Aaron sighed and scratched an itch, and unzipped his sleeping bag a little more. It was too hot to sleep, even with the breeze coming through the screen windows of the tent. He nestled his cheek back against his pillow and let his mind wander again.\n\n\tHe's too big for his own good and he's probably going to be bad news when he gets older, and he's so strong and he kind of smells; but he kind of smells so fucking good, Aaron was shocked at himself, abruptly. Was that true? He gave a testing sniff at the air, and another, catching the hints of Dom's natural scent - just the tiniest hint of sweat but more of a sort of raw, brutish masculinity that wasn't sharp or sour or nasty like B.O. or swampy privates. This was different. Fuck, he did smell good. Really good. Aaron didn't stop himself as he reached down and held his tented briefs under the cover of his sleeping bag, or when he squeezed himself, making his short, narrow little rabbit dick throb. His tail gave a twitch.\n\n\tI'd be dead if he caught me. But…maybe just a little, Aaron thought, nuzzling down into the softness of his own oversized ear laying atop his pillow, and muffling a shakier sigh as he stuck his hand into his briefs and squeezed his sheath, pulling it gently up his length and back down. He did it again, building a little rhythm, holding his breath and making every effort to be as silent as possible. Two strokes, and he stopped for a few seconds, re-surveying the situation in the tent. Dom was still asleep, on his back, a forearm draped over his eyes. He wasn't snoring, but there was the slightest rattle every time his breath changed direction.\n\n\tHe's already got armpit hair, Aaron thought to himself as his eyes landed on the barely-there few tufts of longer, black fur under the hyena's arm. Isn't he only a couple years older than me? Ugh, maybe hyenas grow up faster, his thoughts went back to wandering as Aaron's eyes roamed Dom's form again in the dark. I bet he can shoot like a squirt gun. I wonder if I could convince him to jerk off with me? God, he'd pulverize me if I fucked that up. Fuck, he smells so good. Oh, man, if I could talk him into jacking off together I'd totally let him--\n\n\t“Ah!” Aaron gasped out loud. His heart nearly leapt up his throat as he heard himself, smothering an ear over his muzzle with his free hand and shuddering as he realized just how far he'd let himself go without realizing it; he was cumming. His stiff little cock jerked hard in his hand, throbbing as it welled up the first shot of slick spunk into the inside of his briefs. Dom stirred, and rubbed his eyes before Aaron saw a yellow glint in the dark that struck a fresh bolt of primal terror through his guts again, just like what happened at dinner. Oh shit, he's looking at me, Aaron thought, tightening his grip and curling his toes until his feet started cramping, despite another shot welling up and spilling out into his underwear despite the squeeze. He couldn't suppress the jerk of his hips, which was mercifully subtle.\n\n\t“Did you say something?” Dom mumbled, scratching at his bare bellyfur and grumbling a little. Aaron choked back his breath, trying not to breathe hard and utterly failing, as his cock kept jerking, painting another streak across the inside of his briefs and rolling down the back of his hand.\n\n\t“Ngh--no?” Aaron managed to squeak, shuddering as a fourth and final shot belted from him, rubbing his face into his pillow and trying, desperately, to do anything to feign that he was just waking up even as the latent dribbling and dry throbs of his climax wracked him. Dom kicked his sleeping bag off of him and stretched in the moonlight.\n\n\t“Ugh, what time is it?” Dom asked, fishing around for his bottle of water blindly, before Aaron heard him pick it up and take a drink.\n\n\tAaron noted a deafening silence for a few beats, his cock still twitching as he strangled it; as if to punish it for getting him into this mess. He had just realized he was asked a question, when another sleepy mumble came from across the tent.\n\n\t“Mmngh, don't matter anyway,” Dom's voice grumbled as he pulled his pillow out from under his own head and plopped it atop his eyes, sprawling back out with a hand behind his head and the other on his stomach. Aaron remained frozen for another ten minutes before he dared move a muscle. Only after the hyena's breath resumed its slow, steady pace did he really notice the mess all over his hand, and the inside of his briefs; not to mention his crotch fur. The hand, easily dealt with; he lifted it from his sleeping bag and licked his fingers, palm, and the back of his hand relatively clean, before scrubbing it on the inside of his sleeping bag to dry it some. He didn't mind his own taste, it was actually kind of good in a weird sort of way. His fur, he could wash in the morning when he took a shower. His underwear were a problem for the shower, too; but one mortal sin could not be committed. He removed his underwear, shimmying them down just enough to let them dry separate from his fur, so as not to become hopelessly glued to his body.\n\n\tHe'd been there before, and likely would be again, he was sure of it.\n\n\tNot ten minutes after that thought occurred to him, Aaron was fast asleep.\n \n-\n \n\tAn hour past dawn, as the sun crept higher and bore its rays directly on the tent, Dom stirred, rubbed his eyes, and awoke. He was stretched halfway across the tent, having shed his sleeping bag at some point during the night, though he wasn't sure when. He scratched his stomach, and dug a hand into his briefs to scratch his balls as well, before giving a good-morning squeeze to his morning wood before he was awake enough to remember he was sharing a tent. He looked over at the rabbit who was still sound asleep, sleeping bag pushed down to his bellybutton and one of his huge feet sticking out of the side of the sleeping bag. Rabbit feet were weird to him - kind of fascinating, too. They didn't have coarse, fleshy pads like his own feet, they were all soft and fuzzy, with silky fur sticking out between the toes. He had claws, too, that were roughly on par to his own.\n\n\tWhat's that smell? Dom thought as he sniffed the air and wrinkled his nose. Something smelled…almost good. Grassy and sweet and maybe just a little earthy and like…wait a second. The hyena leaned closer to the rabbit and sniffed a couple more times, and had to stifle a laugh as he realized what the smell was. He thought it was funny, mostly, but it turned him on a little as well, thinking to himself that the rabbit must have had one hell of a wet dream. With the intention of simultaneously waking and teasing the rabbit for having a wet dream, he lifted the rabbit's unzipped sleeping bag and tossed it back, actually surprised to see Aaron naked from the waist down with his underwear dangling around an ankle. He couldn't stifle his laugh, this time, even as Aaron stirred blearily and, disoriented, looked around.\n\n\t“Heh-hah! Did you seriously jerk off last night?” Dom asked louder than Aaron would've liked. He didn't even care that his morning wood was still mostly-there, tenting up his underwear.\n\n\t“Dude..! Personal space?!” Aaron protested once he realized what was going on, grabbing at his sleeping bag to cover up with and having to wrestle it away from Dom, who was laughing even more and fighting against him. Not ‘polite’ laughs, this time. Real hyena-giggles that were coming rapid fire in his amused excitement.\n\n\t“Heh-heh, heh, heh-ha! Dude y-you could've just tugged it out in the bathroom and not had to sleep in it, or waited til you took a shower this morning,” Dom snickered. “Now the whole tent smells like your jizz,” he teased, just leaning into it as the rabbit flustered and blushed, once the sleeping bag had been wrestled from him, used the newly-freed hand to slug Aaron's shoulder playfully. Aaron was positively horrified. He didn't even register the kind of rough punch to his arm in the moment, heart racing and mind going a mile a minute so soon after waking up. \n\n\t“Dom!” Aaron complained, before realizing how little that made him sound. “It was an accident, you dork,” the rabbit protested, which was sort of true.\n\n\t“Hah, heh-hah! Y-yeah, an accident where your hand grabbed your dick and,” Dom made a rude hand gesture that flustered Aaron as it drew his gaze to the front of the hyena's half-tented underwear, and made him bunch tighter into his sleeping bag. Aaron couldn't believe it was happening, but he was getting hard, again. He cursed his rabbit heritage silently as Dom teased him..\n\n\t“Like you never have!” Aaron fired back, grabbing his underwear and pulling them up under the cover of the sleeping bag, before tossing it back. Ugh, they were totally crunchy up front.\n\n\t“Hah! Not like three feet away from some guy I just met on the literal first-night of a sleepover,” the hyena retorted. “Rabbits just go go go go all the time no matter what, huh? Or am I just that sexy?\" Dom asked, posing like a pinup. Aaron stared, his mind momentarily short-circuited at the sight of the hyena sprawled out for that brief second, rendering him unable to fire back for a split-second. Dom instantly picked up on this. “…Are you a homo? Are you actually hot for me?” he asked with his voice dropping to a conspiratorial but gruff tone, before the hyena grabbed Aaron and headlocked him, scrubbing his knuckles atop the rabbit's head roughly. “I bet you totally want to suck my dick and gargle my cum, I know it! Super SUPER gay little fag-rabbit gets a boner for preddies and can't help but jack off to them, heh-heh, heh! Wanna bang before breakfast? I could use a nice warm place to stick it, it's not gay if you're on top, right? Ha-hah-haa!” Dom said, far louder than Aaron would like at this point, while still tussling and noogie-ing Aaron a little who was protesting, pushing at the hyena but unable to get loose.\n\n\t“Duuuuude, let me go!” Aaron protested, twisting and writhing and, for the briefest second, feeling the heat of Dom's underarm against his cheek. His dick strained in his underwear, the rabbit thankful for his oversized, floppy ears that helped hide him. In desperation, Aaron outright punched Dom in the side which got a bark of pain from the hyena, who immediately released the rabbit and fell over, laughing harder as he sprawled on his back across the middle of the tent again, rubbing his side. Aaron sat there, ears bunched in his lap and blushing hard, on the verge of tears from frustration.\n\n\t“Dude, heh-hah, heh! Dude, relax; I'm just messin' with you man, ha! Owww, fuck, you can punch hard for such a little guy, good one,” Dom kept laughing, even as he rubbed his side. “It's cool, heh, heh! Really, dude. Scout's honor,” he saluted, again. Disingenuous as ever. “Don't worry, man, shit happens,\" the hyena boy said, sitting up and looking for his bottle of water. “I won't tell anyone. It'll just cost you a favor,” he said, with an ominous tone. Aaron was immediately suspicious after all that. \n\n\t“What kind of favor?” the rabbit boy asked, still sulking. His water was empty, and he was realizing swiftly just how thirsty he was. He had to pee, too.\n\n\t“Dunno. Favors are decided when they're called. In or out. I mean, I could just tell my dad that the weird rabbit kid's jerking off watching me sleep,” Dom said, without realizing how on-the-nose he'd gotten his exaggeration. Aaron's stomach flipped inside him.\n\n\t“Fine, whatever; deal,” he said as he unzipped the tent door, “I gotta piss anyway. Race you to the toilet, slow-mo!” he said- and made a hasty escape from the tent with his backpack full of clothes and toiletries, leaving the tent flap open and running at top speed for the vault toilet at the back of the storage shed. At least there was one way he could reliably get a win against the hyena.\n \n\n\n[center][t]Chapter Three\nManhunt[/t][/center]\n\n\n\n\tThe first full day was a busy one. After breakfast, they all went on a hike in a nearby national park - a quiet trail along a ridge that ducked down into a valley after a couple miles, and there, a natural spring and little swimming hole that seemed to exist under the radar of most of the tourists here. Everyone went swimming for a few hours, and ate lunch along the ridge at another offshoot, where some ancient landslide had left a hollowed out cavern under some massive old rock, overlooking the valley and lake. Dom was relentless in teasing Aaron, but careful to never let the parents catch him. Aaron was flustered at first, but as the day wore on, started to find more and more humor in it, which only encouraged Dom. It didn't take long at all for them to be back to their banter and chatter like nothing had happened.\n\n\tBy the time they'd made it back to their camp in the afternoon - everyone somewhat exhausted but having had a full day to show for it already. The parents napped, while Aaron and Dom stretched out in the shade and sun respectively, reading comics and chatting about video games. Dom wasn't infatuated with them, but had a couple titles he liked. Aaron was far more enthusiastic. Dinner came and went without incident, and as the family was wandering out to their little beach to hang out by the water, Dom's eye caught sight of some older kids in some campsites that were a bit further down the road - the big squirrel family that Dom hung out with almost every year. They were also some of the only friends of Dom's that his parents actually liked.\n\n\t“… Hey Aaron. Do you like playing Manhunt?” Dom asked, his tail wagging slowly. It wasn't really normal for hyenas to wag their tails, but he'd picked it up from one of his canine friends back home.\n\n\t“Uh… what is it?” Aaron asked. He'd never heard of this before. Dom looked at him incredulously for a few moments.\n\n\t“Dude, really? It's like a better version of hide and seek, for big kids,\" he wagged. “Mom,” his mom was always more permissive, “Can me and Aaron go play Manhunt with the Montgomeries?”  Margie looked to where Dom had, seeing the red squirrels piling wood for a bonfire.\n\n\t“Only if Aaron's parents are okay with that, and make sure to mind your manners,” his mom said. Aaron looked eager, and ran over to his own mom as Dom watched on.\n\n\t“Mom can I go play with Dom and the squirrels over there?” he asked, pointing to the family about a quarter-mile down the lakeside. Bonnie crouched and dusted her son's t-shirt off, speaking lowly.\n\n\t“You're gonna be okay with him on your own?” she asked, not quite loud enough for the hyenas to hear. Aaron nodded and smiled.\n\n\t“Yeah, Dom's cool,” Aaron said, looking eager. His mom just smiled, tousled his hair and gave him a nudge.\n\n\t“Then go have fun. We'll be here if you need anything.” she said, and Aaron took off running.\n\n\t“Race ya'!” he said to Dom as he flew by. The hyena gave a sharp cackle - immediately forgetting his manners - as he gave chase.\n\n\t“You're on!” the hyena said, running as hard as he could. The parents quietly wagered among themselves, but came up no-bet. Aaron was going to win this hands-down.\n\n\tJust a few minutes later, Aaron came off his run along the lakeside path, panting and puffing and having handily won. He turned and saw Dom behind him - having lost by an easy thirty seconds. Aaron was grinning.\n\n\t“I didn't know hyenas were so slow,” he teased Dom - who shot him a look as he huffed and puffed. A few of the Montgomery kids were already headed over to greet them as Dom and Aaron caught their breath at the edge of the camp. Dom waved, and Aaron followed suit at the two red squirrels headed their way.\n\n\t“Heh-hey, Roadie, hey, Reggie. Manhunt tonight?” Dom asked, grinning. Aaron looked at the squirrels who were roughly their ages. The older one looked maybe a bit younger than Dom, barefoot in the grass, dressed in soccer shorts and a jersey. The younger one looked pretty close to Aaron's own age and was just in a patched-up pair of hand-me-down jeans and a tattered old shirt with holes in the collar, shoulders and hems.\n\n\t“You know it, dork. You're gonna lose your ass,” Reggie said with a smirk. “Who's your friend?”\n\n\t“Oh, hey guys, I'm Aaron,” the rabbit kid said, eager to return the bucktoothed smile he got from the younger squirrel who spoke up next.\n\n\t“Hey, I'm Roadie,” said the eight-year-old squirrel, holding his hand out. “You like Manhunt?” Roadie asked as he shook hands with Aaron, who looked back at Dom.\n\n\t“Uh, I don't know. Dom said it was like hide and seek?” he said, a little unsure as he looked to Dom. Dom grinned back at him.\n\n\t“Close enough,” Roadie said, “C'mon we'll go get the stuff!”  The younger of the two squirrels ran off with Aaron, hand-in-hand, and Dom and Reggie turned to follow them and gather up the other Montgomery boys.\n\n\tIf the Crocutto's camp was ‘cheating’ by camping purists, then the Montgomeries were just settlers. They had four trailers parked in a loose wagon circle around a large pea gravel circle, which was covered by a canopy of fabric, old patterned bedsheets with holes and other vibrant cloth strung on eyelets between posts, with a bunch of scattered ‘inside’ furniture underneath. There were a few tents scattered in the site, six or seven fire pits and picnic tables and a row of canoes and a couple bass boats. The Montgomery family were absolutely gypsy-chic, and between the nine brothers, seven sisters and five parents in their polycule, they basically had a small village set up; though it looked like there was space for at least twice as many there. The place was lit by electric lights in little stained glass and cheap metal lamps hung all over the camp. With the sun low in the sky, the multicolored glow of the lamps was starting to mesh together, turning into a mellow, warm low ambient light outside the circle of the bonfire the family was gathering around.\n\n\tAaron was nervous as he realized how dark it was getting, the cicadas buzzing in the trees to send out the day as other insects joined the choir.\n\n\t“Hey guys, isn't it getting a little dark?” he asked, as he was helping Roadie haul a large plastic bin out of a storage area. The bin thumped heavily on the ground. Dom was quick to answer.\n\n\t“Heh, that's when you play Manhunt. It makes it easier on the hider,” he said, “But there's only one hider. Everyone else looks for him,” the hyena said, wagging as he opened the bin. Aaron looked on as Reggie hefted out a big, fabric something. It had holes and dangly bits all over it - and then Aaron realized.\n\n\t“Wait, is that like…real camo?!” he asked, immediately curious and looking through the other things,. There was a few pieces of camo netting, as well as a full-blown ghillie suit! Reggie was already pulling on the ghillie suit's jacket.\n\n\t“As real as it gets! Our uncle brought this back a long time ago from some jungle he went to war in,” the elder squirrel stated, plopping an oversized helmet over his head and tipping it back so he could still see. “So, you guys count to a hundred! I go hide. Whoever finds me gets to hide next round,” he said. Dom smirked.\n\n\t“No tents, RVs, cars, or climbing trees,” Dom said, pointing a stern finger at Reggie, who blew a raspberry at him.\n\n\t“Yeah, yeah. Anyway, it's not enough to find someone, you gotta' catch them too,” Roadie spoke up, realizing the older \nkids had left out an important part. “Tag or tackle, it kinda' doesn't matter so long as you get ‘em. Oh! And home base is the bin! If you’re the hider and you can get to it, you win and get to pick who hides next round!\"\n\n\tAaron realized how seriously the squirrels took this, especially once some others started noticing and filtering in. Randy and Ronnie - both younger than Aaron and Roadie - and Bobby, Reggie's next-oldest brother who was well into his teens. The countdown started, and once the magic ‘100’ had been counted out, the hunt was on.\n\n\tSurprisingly to Aaron, most of the hunting took place in the wooded area between the Crocutto's camp and the Montgomeries'. Limited to the ground, squirrels weren't very great at hiding - and every shock of their bright-red fur stood out in the moonlight, even when their general figure was obscured by camo. Aaron's eyes were pretty good in the low light, but he knew Dom's vision was likely nearly perfect, plus he had a better sense of smell. It only took a few minutes for Dom to find Reggie with the light of the mostly-full moon on his side, a shout of alarm in the darkness a hundred feet away or so, followed by thrashing of branches and a crash of foliage, followed shortly thereafter with a bark of that primal hyena cackling and a whoop from Dom in the distance. Aaron froze on instinct, as that tense terror gripped him in the guts again, for some reason, as he heard that.\n\n\tNot again, the rabbit boy thought, willing himself to push through and chill out - wanting to keep up with the other kids despite feeling a little jittery and jumpy. He wondered to himself if squirrels even got freaked out by predators, and thought he might ask Roadie if he got a chance to do so where Dom wouldn't overhear them. He took a moment to breathe, and then went to join the pack again, back at their base. He could hear the others talking as he approached.\n\n\t“You didn't have to clobber me like that,” Reggie said, handing over the ghillie suit's hat to Dom, and taking the jacket off as well.\n\n\t“Yeah, but it was fun,” the hyena laughed. “You aren't hurt anyway, I don't know why you're being such a baby,” he grinned, before pulling the ghillie suit on and shaking himself out with a little hyena-giggle. “You dorks better get ready to get whooped,” the hyena grinned, poking his tongue out at Aaron as he rejoined the group. Reggie rolled his eyes, as did Roadie who came over to talk to Aaron in a whisper as the older kids bantered among themselves while getting ready for the next round.\n\n\t“Hey, you good?” the red squirrel boy asked, surprising Aaron a little that he noticed the rabbit looked a little unsure.\n\n\t“Uh, yeah. Thanks. D-does he, uh, freak you guys out, too?” the rabbit asked quietly, and Roadie sort of shrugged, without committing either way with much fervor.\n\n\t“Eh, he likes to psych people out. It makes him really good at this game,” Roadie said. “Don't let him get to ya', alright? It's all for show; and he always gets bored after a few rounds anyway. Oh! Yeah,\" the ‘middle-brother’ squirrel spoke up a bit more, “You should guard the base for this round. You're fast enough you could probably catch Dom before he can run over and tag the base,” he suggested with a buck-tooth grin that Aaron quickly returned.\n\n\t“Oh, sure, yeah! You aren't gonna get past me!” he said to Dom, who flashed a bit more tooth than he needed to in order to grin back. Aaron kept his cool fairly well, despite the pang in his gut even from that minor show. Before he knew it, the countdown had been started and the group of hunters were huddled around the base, trying to watch where Dom was headed over each other's shoulders. After a bit of rustling in the woods things fell eerily quiet, the hyena having disappeared with a full ghillie suit and a sizable chunk of camo netting. Two more minutes of counting just added more to the eerie quiet in the woods, and seemingly abruptly, Aaron was left, standing by the base all alone, the camp on the other side of the clearing and the little rabbit's eyes wide in the moonlight, keeping both eyes and ears out for movement beyond the treeline.\n\n\tHe decided orienting his back toward the water was the safest bet, as it let him keep his eyes on the camp and more of the treeline. He could hear the other kids stumbling through the undergrowth and picking their way through the woods distantly; and the sounds of three guitars being played over by the fire, maybe that was the music he'd heard last night? He wrestled himself back into the moment, looking downwind, and sniffing at the air for the hyena he'd been getting intimately aware with the scent of over the last day. Nothing yet… until the snap of a stick in the brush just beyond the treeline drew his gaze, and what he saw made Aaron's blood run cold.\n\n\tDom's full height and bulk, yellow eyes glinting from under the added heft and bulk of the ghillie suit, running straight at him from one of the nearest points of the treeline with the bin squarely between the two. Aaron froze for just a split second in terror at that, before he remembered he had a job to do; he was going to take his chance to put Dom in his place! The bunny dug his toes in and hopped straight for the bin, jumping neatly over it and planting both feet, digging his toes into the turf and powerfully hurling himself forward like a javelin straight at the hyena, who had definitely not expected this. The two bodies collided, hard, and Aaron imparted the full force of his airborne body into Dom's chest, knocking the hyena flat in his tracks and landing squarely atop him, still ten feet from the bin. Aaron was stunned, as was Dom, and they wound up sitting there, panting, for a few moments before they heard a shout from the treeline. It was Reggie.\n\n\t“Holy crap! Guys, the new kid got Dom!\" Reggie was shouting into the woods, and squirrels started appearing from the treeline as Aaron quickly got up and checked on Dom, still shaking from his fight or flight response, pumped to the gills with adrenaline.\n\n\t“Uh, sorry, you alright? I didn't mean to hit you that hard,” Aaron admitted. Dom batted the rabbit's hands away, tugging the helmet off.\n\n\t“It'd take more than that to hurt me, dude,” Dom laughed. It was a ‘polite’ laugh. A fake laugh, forced as a politician's in that curious way that's convincing at surface level, but some nuance - or lack thereof - makes it sound as uncanny as a dead-eyed smile looks. Aaron didn't like this, which felt weird, because he realized that meant he was getting used to the more freaky, loud hyena-laughing Dom was more prone to when they weren't around the parents and not trying to put on his polite voice. “You know what that means, though, right?” the hyena grinned his menacing grin again. Aaron was confused for a second, but it was quick to dawn on him, especially as Dom held out the helmet to the little rabbit. even as the squirrels were congratulating him on their first collective win against the hyena.\n\n\t“Oh, no,\" Aaron said, taking the helmet. Roadie was quick to help Aaron get everything put on, and the rabbit declined additional netting or materials, since the ghillie suit fit far too large on him already. The squirrels outlined the limits of the hiding area again for him - no going past the creek or either of the roads, no vehicles, no RVs, no tents, no climbing trees. Aaron nodded, and the count began.\n\n\tAaron darted into the woods. Better if they heard him go one way, where he had no plans to be by the time the count ran out. He knew they were fair about the counting by now, and knew roughly how much time he had. He ran down to the creek, and splashed a hundred feet along it before delving back into the bush, running up one path and then backtracking, forking off a few times and calling upon all his wit and what he remembered from his old comics that had fugitives being hunted, putting himself in their place. He swiftly made his way around, to the other side of the camp from the bin and settled in under a thick, gnarled bramble of invasive vines just as he heard the others venturing into the woods and heading for the creek.\n\n\tDom was intent; he was going to get that little rabbit. Nobody could best him at Manhunt, and he was going to prove it. He followed the creek along until he saw footprints - rabbit footprints - in the clay at the shore, and then followed those into the bush. He was frustrated, once he realized the path forked, and grinned. Five minutes in, he was sniffing at the air, roaming through the woods and following every last trace of the rabbit he could. Sweet grass, nervous sweat, fabric softener, stuffed animal. Aaron probably didn't know that the hyena could tell he slept with one, but he could. Ten minutes in and he was getting frustrated. He gave a little hyena-whoop in the dark. No way Aaron was going to beat him without a fight; if he couldn't sniff him out, he'd psych him out. A soft, quick series of hyena cackles in the dark, then another, more urgent, more excited and unhinged sounding, issuing an excited-sounding little cackle of stereotypical ‘hyena’ predatory madness, as he prowled zigzags through the underbrush steadily scenting out the rabbit; renewing his theatrics with each fresh waft of the rabbit's scent on the breeze. More sweat; anxious sweat, as opposed to sweat from exertion or heat. The hyena gave a sustained little whine, followed by another little belting of cackles, louder now, that echoed in the nearby ravine.\n\n\tAaron was so confident in his spot. He was actually getting comfortable there, huddled in and motionless, barely even breathing. He could see the base, but it was across a large field, and two of the Montgomery brothers were guarding the bin, back-to-back. As the time passed, the situation he was in started to eat at his nerves, hearing those movements in the woods, and his sensitive ears picked up distant, quiet hyena-cackles.\n\n\tDom's out there, and he's pissed. And hunting me! What the fuck, Aaron thought, just before he heard the first real peal of that unhinged hyena-cackling that made his gut tighten again. The excited, nervous, giddy, challenging noise from the hyena got closer, and closer, and was getting loud enough to echo, lightly, off the hills nearby. It sounds like there's a whole pack of them, he thought, which only made him tremble and huddle down tighter into his hiding spot, braced to shed that ghillie suit and make a run for it any instant now. The cackling grew louder, and nearer, and more frequent; he couldn't track its source at all, the sound mixing in with its own echo after a bit. He'd give anything to be caught by one of the Montgomery kids at this point. He could hear movement, from several places now, as that cackling grew more ominous and close…and an abrupt silence fell in the woods…  The rabbit dug his toes into the soft soil, tense and about to launch.\n\n\tDom had just heard something; he could've swore he heard something. He shut himself up and listened closer. A little shuffle somewhere in the brush, a rustle that would've been ignored any other time, but not tonight. It drew his attention, and he prowled closer, signaling to the two older Montgomeries that were flanking him as to the location he'd heard it in. He crept forward, sticking to roots and rocks, anything that could guarantee a silent footfall as he scanned, and saw a suspiciously-shaped shadow under a thick tangle of vines. Dom hopped off his rock, and lunged forward.\n\n\tThe shadow bolted, but got caught by an arm half-shucked from the ghillie suit's jacket, snagging the rabbit dead in his tracks. Dom tackled Aaron with ease, eliciting a high-pitched scream from the rabbit as Dom caught him and -bit- his shoulder. Not hard, but enough to really drive home that the hyena had won, utterly, before the other kids could get there. Aaron felt his feet kick on reflex, and blacked out.\n\n\tWhen he came to, there were several squirrels looking down at him. One was Reggie, another Roadie. Two of the moms, and one of the dads as well. He was sitting near the fire, and getting fanned by the squirrels who rejoiced a little.\n\n\t“Easy, sweetie, take it slow,” the friendly, chubby squirrel-matriarch said, offering Aaron a juice box. He sat up slowly to accept the offering, and realized quickly that he'd peed his pants. He frowned and looked around at the others, who seemed relaxed - but vigilant, and some chatter started back up as Aaron seemed to regain his senses. He looked around and spotted Dom, sitting on the bin fifty feet away or so, watching the younger kids playing flashlight tag and looking sullen.\n\n\t“Uh, sorry, guys. T-that's never happened before,” Aaron said, and a couple squirrels laughed good-natured laughs.\n\n\t“Ain't your fault honey, it just happens sometimes, 'specially when carnivores don't mind their manners. Less when you get older,” the friendly matriarch said. “Call me Auntie Robin,” she said, “Your folks warn you ‘bout that - goin’ tonic - right?\" Her accent was hard to place.\n\n\tAaron nodded; he'd had the talk. Recently. He spent the next few minutes making awkward small-talk. Roadie offered him a pair of spare swim trunks to borrow, and Aaron was grateful; but once he'd gotten changed in one of the tents, the rabbit sighed. “I should get back, it's late…” he said. There was more double-checking that he was going to be alright with the hyena on the walk back than he would've preferred, but eventually he made a show of making up with Dom, who seemed oddly sincere in that moment.\n\n\t“Thanks for not being a dick about that,” Dom said, abruptly, once they were walking back side-by-side. “I, uh…I didn't realize it was that easy to get rabbits to flip the switch, heh. Sorry again,\" he said sheepishly. Aaron had the sense that Dom really did feel bad about that.\n\n\t“It's alright, but…not cool,” Aaron responded, also feeling kind of sheepish and awkward.\n\n\t“Yeah, yeah. I get it, that…that was kind of freaky,” Dom said.\n\n\t“You bit me,” Aaron said next. Dom rubbed the back of his neck at that, awkwardly.\n\n\t“Just a little. I didn't break skin; I was just messing with you.” Dom said as he tried to defend his actions. It wasn't an excuse. “Is it still sore?” \n\n\t“Nah, not really,\" Aaron lied, as he rubbed the bruised spot where Dom managed to grab his scruff in his jaws. \"Wait…I didn't do anything weird, did I?” Aaron suddenly asked, realizing that there was a not-insignificant gap in his memory.\n\n\t“N-nah. Like, do, uh…do you really want to know?” Dom asked.\n\n\t“… Yeah.” Aaron answered.\n\n\t“Well, uh…you sort of screamed and fell limp and kicked your feet like seven or eight times and kinda…went glass-eyed for a while,” Dom said, rubbing at the back of his neck. They walked in silence for a couple minutes.\n\n\t“…And pissed myself.” Aaron said.\n\n\t“Yeah. I figured I didn't need to cover that…” Dom said, a little awkwardly.\n\n\t“Thanks. For telling me, I mean,” Aaron said after a moment's hesitation. Another minute passed in silence.\n\n\t“…Hey Aaron?” came the older boy's gruff voice in the dark as they trudged along the path.\n\n\t“Yeah?\" the rabbit responded.\n\n\t“…I'm calling in my favor. Don't tell our parents?” Dom asked. Aaron thought his voice sounded particularly hopeful for an acceptance.\n\n\t“… Deal. But you don't get to make fun of me for peeing my pants.”\n\n\t“Hard bargain, but… Deal.” the hyena said, with a polite, but genuine this time, laugh. Aaron smiled a little as they rounded the corner into their camp.\n \n\n\n[center][t]Chapter Four\nLucky Rabbit's Foot[/t][/center]\n\n\n\n\tAlone, in the dark. A deep, inky darkness that outmatched even relatively keen night vision in the shadows deep in the ravine, with high earthen banks on either side. Slick clay and earth, the occasional jagged tree root that his hands were too mud-slick to hang on to. No choice but to venture further forward, or back, toward unspeakable and faceless dread manifested by the occasional crack of a twig or distant splash and slosh in the creek. Crooked, broken figures looming overhead; trees clinging with their roots into the high walls of the ravine, blotting out what little starlight the clouds didn't on this sweltering summer night. A distant noise; a bird? No. No bird. A laugh. An unhinged, primal, quick giggle that only the most innocent, most ignorant could mistake as play. Malice incarnate, excited by some perverse ideal of conquest or brutal intent. Louder, now, and closer, as the ravine tightened and grew deeper. Mud up to ankles, now, bogging down and resisting every endeavor to escape or outrun this pursuit. A weight behind the breastbone, a knot in the stomach, and still closer that unsteady, loping gait of cackling drew, from everywhere. Closer yet, the smell, the reek of potent carnivore wafted on the breeze that delivered simultaneously the more-and-more excited cackling and yowls, the opening stanza that promised a blood-soaked symphony of horrors that bore down closer and closer. Closer even, the snag of a jacket on a jagged branch, caught as final-ditch effort to escape, to flee, to answer the desperate instinct to run into the thick of the bush was foiled. And then the cackling, in his ear now, a glint of two yellow eyes in the pitch dark, and the absolute finality of the latching of jaws to shoulder, and the resounding crack of bone, splintered under their power.\n\n\tAaron shot upright in his sleeping bag with a sharp gasp, his heart pounding in his chest so quickly his ears were ringing with its beat as the echoes of that crack in his nightmare coursed through his head. He grasped his shoulder, and winced; it was still a little sore, but thankfully unbroken. His fur was drenched in sweat, and Aaron kicked the sleeping bag off of him, shivering a bit as the cool night air rushed to greet him. His sense that he wasn't alone remained, and his eyes glanced over to the other side of the tent. Dom had kicked his sleeping bag off at some point too, the inside of the tent layered with condensation. Aaron carefully unzipped the window nearest himself to let some air in through the screen, bringing with it the slightest bit of warm yellow glow from the lights strung up in camp. It was late, and quiet, and as Aaron's eyes refocused, they landed back on Dom.\n\n\tThe hyena was fully erect in his briefs as he slept. And he was big. Aaron found himself inexplicably fascinated by it; by Dom in general. He wanted to be closer, to explore, to feel the hyena. Maybe even smell him, up close. It wasn't like in his dream, no; Dom was…different. He didn't reek, he was civilized. They'd both showered before bed, and Dom wore this faintly spicy deodorant that masked his natural scent surprisingly well. It was Dom, though; Aaron knew that much. Unique to the hyena, and he didn't know why, but it drove him nuts. Aaron adjusted his own tenting briefs for a few long moments…and, perhaps fueled by the adrenaline and relief of having survived his nightmare, he crept closer.\n\n\tIt was a simple motion, up to his knees and then across that blanket-rug to kneel beside Dom. The hyena was in his usual sleeping position, a forearm over his eyes, and a hand resting atop his stomach. Aaron gazed down at his briefs, closer, eyes wide in the almost-complete dark and taking in everything he could. Dom was wearing white briefs tonight, affording Aaron visible contours. The slight dip between the hyena's big balls. The rim where his sheath failed to stretch further, and then the probing tip of his erection stretching up behind the waistband of his briefs. Frustrating darkness showed where that waistband parted from Dom's stomach, any further view masked by black pubic fur and shadow. Aaron was trembling; his erection was so hard it hurt, and he needed to do something. He needed to do something more than what he did last night. He needed…Dom? The rabbit extended a trembling hand, gently brushing his fingertips over the tufts of black pubic fur sticking out of the waistband of the hyena's briefs. Yeah…he needed Dom. He didn't know why, or how, but Dom made him feel a way he wasn't quite able to put a finger on. It was unreal, the way Dom kind of scared the shit out of him, but at the same time, he would show these occasional glimpses at something softer, there. Something genuine and personable, that Aaron found…attractive. \n\n\tIs this a crush? Aaron asked himself, fingers gently sifting over that pubic-fur tuft, before the rabbit briefly panicked, realizing what he was doing. There's no way he'd be into it, right? But… Aaron argued with himself for a few moments, before a finger landed on the underside of that impressive lump in Dom's underwear, and just -touched- it, feeling the barely-pliant skin and the heat of that girth beneath the millimeters-thick layers of cotton. A second finger joined the first, and before he could even stop himself, his palm was lightly resting atop Dom's captive arousal, holding it. Aaron was shuddering with arousal by now, his briefs a slick of precum inside as the rabbit knelt there beside his sleeping friend. Bunkmate. Bully. Crush. Fuck it. Here we go…\n\n\t“…Hey, Dom?” Aaron said in the dark, softly, but loud enough that he knew Dom would stir. And he did. Aaron didn't move his hand.\n\n\t“Mmnn?” came a groggy, still-mostly-asleep mumble from the hyena.\n\n\t“…It's not gay if you're on top, right?” Aaron asked. He gave a gentle squeeze, and felt Dom throb in his hand. That little twitch sent a thrill through the rabbit that made him tremble head to toe all over again.\n\n\t“Wha..? Mnfff…I knew you were a faggot,” Dom said, gruff and groggily. He didn't move to stop Aaron though, as the rabbit gave another stroke and little squeeze on his cock. “…I'm not gay,” he reasserted.\n\n\t“… Yeah, I know. I…I don't know if this is a gay thing,” Aaron said quietly as he laid down beside Dom, careful to not get too close, for some reason, despite his hand resting atop Dom's erection. “It's…different,” he said. Aaron's heart was pounding again, as he scooted over and brought his muzzle to the side of Dom's chest, the short rabbit trembling still as he looked up to Dom, who still hadn't brought his forearm away from his eyes. “Could we, though..? M-maybe, like- you could…bully me some more?” he asked, his voice dropping down to a faint whisper. Dom dropped his forearm away from his eyes- accidentally bumping Aaron atop the head with his elbow.\n\n\t“Uh? … You want me to bully you?” he asked, chuckling a little at the incredulity of hearing that. He was pretty sure he knew what Aaron meant, though, even if Aaron didn't. A couple years affords a lot of experience at their ages. “It…might not be fun,” Dom said, after nothing but an awkward, sheepish silence hung in the air after his playful mocking. “Like…we're not playing tag, you know.”\n\n\t“That's okay,” Aaron said, steeling his resolve. “…Can I see it?” he asked, already using his thumb to pull the waistband of Dom's underwear further from his belly. Dom sighed, and sucked his belly in a little.\n\n\t“Yeah, take it out. And, uh…j-just do what I say and try not to make any loud noises, okay?” Dom said in his husky whisper, scooting a bit to lift his hips and help Aaron get his briefs down. “You too. Doesn't make much sense now,” the hyena said with a faint, polite, chuckle, grabbing at Aaron's briefs' backside and tugging on them.\n\n\tAaron marveled as Dom's briefs came down, and he caught his first up-close look at the hyena, nude. He was huge in Aaron's eyes; black-fleshed, at least five inches long, and probably an inch and a half across. A slight diamond-shaped glans at the end of his dick, and his sheath was thick, and spongy. His scent was…pure Dom. He was getting very acquainted with that. A pair of hefty nuts were nestled in his gray-furred sack, the size of walnuts, and a little strip of tufty black fur had already sprouted at the base of Dom's sheath down the mid-line of his sack. Aaron squirmed as Dom peeled his precum-drenched underwear down in turn, realizing he was baring his ass to the hyena in the low light. Another trembling shudder wracked him.\n\n\t“…Think your dad's getting it from mine like this too?” Dom asked as he slowly came about to the situation, and the freedom he'd been afforded. His heart was beating a little faster, too, as he used a strong hand to urge the rabbit's face into his crotch. “..Think your sister would want a piece?” he growled playfully, thinking of her. Well, his mental picture of her. It was too easy to project that onto Aaron, and Dom didn't mind it in the least. “Might rip her apart though, huh? I heard rabbits are pretty little,” he growled. Aaron was compliant, maybe a little too compliant for Dom, so he wrestled his dick away from the rabbit's grasp and took it, smearing his precum on Aaron's nose and lips with a rough smash of his glans to the rabbit's astonishingly soft fur.\n\n\tAaron knew better than to protest at this point. He was in for the long haul, and the commentary about his dad and sister barely even registered as his face neared Dom's lap and he ended up with his nose getting smeared with dick. Dom's powerful scent blotted out all others in the tent before long and Aaron found himself, a moment later, opening his mouth and laying his tongue across the underside of Dom's cock, feeling it throb as the rabbit carefully threaded that hyena's member beside his buckteeth and onto his tongue. Dom gripped the back of his head, and pulled him down, sinking his dick deep and skating across the rabbit's buckteeth lightly. Dom hissed through his teeth. \n\n\t“Fuckin' rabbits,” he growled with a hint of amusement. “No good for blowjobs…better just get me good and slippery dude. You'll thank yourself in a minute,” he panted, palming Aaron's ass and kneading that soft, pliant globe of rump-cheek under his fingers. How is their fur so soft? Their -everything- so soft? Dom thought to himself, exploring down and feeling Aaron's balls, amazed at how silky and fine the fur was there. Aaron shuddered and kicked a foot as he was groped, and then choked as Dom's insistent pulling on his ear drove the black hyena dick to the back of his throat. Dom eased up after Aaron gagged twice in a row and let him up for air. Aaron heaved in a breath and had to take a second to calm down. He was trembling uncontrollably now, the slick, salty, slightly-bitter taste of Dom's precum coating his mouth. Aaron spit on Dom's tip and used his soft hand to smear it around the hyena's member, making it glisten in the low light…  He knew what was coming, and wanted to be well prepared.\n\n\tDom sat up, and dug around for something; his discarded briefs, bunched up in the corner of the tent. He kicked their rug to the side and manhandled Aaron almost effortlessly to kneel on the tarp tent-floor, and then pushed him down to his hands and knees. Aaron gave a shaky whimper as Dom plied his ass-cheeks apart and spat a thick glob of slimy carnivore saliva right onto his pucker, before rubbing it in with a thumb.\n\n\t“H-hey Dom?” the young rabbit asked, shimmying to get his knee off a rock under the tent, and spreading his legs, pushing his butt up in the air as he submitted to the hyena.\n\n\t“…Yeah?” Dom said as he knelt, feeling the rabbit's big feet between his knees as he shuffled forward and loomed over the young rabbit. \n\n\t“…Y-you can use your real voice. Y-you know…” the rabbit uttered, as he felt the hyena hovering close.\n\n\t“Weirdo,” Dom teased, before stuffing his wadded up briefs against the end of Aaron's muzzle, and lowering his head to growl, gruffly, just four or five belts of a hyena-cackle, hushed in the dark. “Open your mouth, queer.”  Aaron complied, and Dom crammed that wadded cotton into the rabbit's mouth, preemptively muffling him. Dom's hands were not gentle, and not timid. In contrast to Aaron's handling, the hyena's was positively rough, and this was no exception. Dom gripped Aaron's shoulder - the one that hadn't been bitten earlier - and pushed him down until his chest was smashed into the ground, and his jaw pinned shut by the pressure of his weight on it. The rabbit's arms were useless with the hyena's weight atop him.\n\n\tThere was a thick slip up the back of his balls, and over his taint. Aaron knew what it was, and what was coming, but that wasn't enough to prepare him for the moment. Dom's hot breath huffed at the back of his long ear, and after an awkward smear and squeeze, the hyena gave a deep, chesty vocalization as Aaron felt his ass stretching wide around that hyena's dick. It hurt, and Aaron cried out into his gag, squinting his eyes but silenced by a gruff huff of Dom's voice.\n\n\t“Shut up, you wanted this,” Dom said with a low growl, gathering the rabbit's ears together in a hand and using them as a handle with which to anchor the rabbit's head toward the floor, as Dom pushed into that hot, plush rabbit-ass, groaning again at the sensation. Fuck, rabbits are the perfect amount of soft. Dom was panting, tongue lolling a bit and dripping drool onto Aaron's back as he ground himself deep before pulling back just a half-inch, and digging forward again. He felt Aaron tense abruptly and give another muffled yelp out, as Aaron's prostate fell in line with Dom's probing cocktip and was compressed, wedged under that rock-hard hyena cock.\n\n\tAaron couldn't help himself. He was pinned, captive, mounted and gagged and he could do nothing but ride this out, ride out the whims of the older boy. The pain was fading, replaced by an intense fullness in his guts and the slick friction of the hyena churning, plowing into him and against his prostate, making his dick jump sharply with each pass. He whimpered, and yelped, and winced as Dom tugged his ears. Aaron knew they were tough, and could take it, but it still brought tears to his eyes, coupled with the upwelling of confusing emotion and the intensity of this moment, his senses flooded with Dom's smell and weight against his back.\n\n\tDom took his own turn to shudder as his balls smashed tight to the back of Aaron's, and he felt the rabbit's plush ass-cheeks squeezed to his pelvis, tail twitching against his stomach. Dom growled again to the rabbit and lowered his head, with another subtle, soft series of real hyena-giggles, quick and short and soft, under his breath as he swiped a drooly lick across Aaron's cheek.\n\n\t“You're fucking mine, queer,” the hyena's husky voice uttered before he pulled back, several inches, and slammed forward roughly. Aaron grunted, and a hot jab in his belly made him lightheaded. He slumped his cheek to the cool tent floor, desperately hanging on to lucidity at this point as the hyena began to fuck him with rough, rutting pounds against his ass. Aaron's dick felt like it was about to burst, it was so hard. He could feel dribbles of slimy precum hanging from his tip and swinging, cool in the air and, propelled by the rough fucking from the hyena over him, landing in the fur on his thighs and calves. Dom bore more weight against him, tugged his ears harder, growled and snarled and cackled that terrifying, unhinged, feral cackle out under his breath as that savage rutting intensified and the tension rose.\n\n\tDom was running on instinct. Drunk on the power of the moment, and could tell Aaron was beyond composure by now as well. He lowered his muzzle, huffing deeply, building, the building pressure in his nuts and the pleasure of burying himself in the rabbit again and again getting to be too much. He didn't realize it until it was already done; and Aaron's sharp cry of surprise was cut short by just a little additional pressure as Dom's jaws tightened around the rabbit's neck, near where it met the shoulder.\n\n\tDom could smell sweat. Rabbit. Hyena. The heavy-hanging miasma of sex. He could taste the salt of Aaron's sweat, and feel the feeble shudder as the rabbit struggled on what little air he had; what little air Dom allowed him to have, through what, to Dom, was feather-light manipulations of his jaws. One quick breath in, another hold, and a shudder. His hips clapped, again, off the rabbit's soft ass, then churned forward and hilted as Aaron shook beneath him, and the rhythmic pattering, wet sounds of shots of rabbit-cum spattering the tarp floor of the tent as the rabbit succumbed to his efforts. Dom allowed the rabbit another gasp of air and a fraction of a second of a choked, muffled cry before tensing his jaw ever-so-slightly again to cut it off and silence the rabbit again. Aaron's ass fluttered and clamped rhythmically around him, exactly what he needed in that moment, as the rabbit, in blind panic, struggled feebly beneath him.\n\n\tDom shuddered and grunted out gruffly, and, luckily, manged to draw his jaws away from Aaron's throat just in time for that last shuddering stroke that buried his throbbing cock to the hilt again. The hyena's climax surged through him and poured out thick, gluey gouts of hot hyena cum into Aaron's belly, one after another as his rock-hard cock throbbed in the rabbit's tight ring. The rabbit could feel them coming, pouring fluid heat into his belly that welled up and made his guts flutter, all while his own cock kept trying to send up fresh shots of cum into the puddle beneath him. He wasn't sure if he orgasmed or not, the last several minutes had been a blur of overwhelming sensations.\n\n\tAn uneasy silence followed in the moments after, broken only by the ragged panting of the two, and an occasional, loping ‘heh-…heh’ from the hyena as he gave slow, languid, long churns of his hips, relishing in the somehow-still-tightness of the rabbit boy's ass.\n\n\t“…Not bad, heh. I shoulda' just fucked you this morning, huh?\" he joked. Aaron didn't respond, and Dom nudged him. “Hey…You okay, dude?” he asked, and, worried, he pulled back and let his cock slide, slowly, out of Aaron's ass, still half-hard. He eased Aaron over and looked at him, the rabbit's hands going up and pulling at the underwear in his mouth. Dom had forgotten about that, and hurried to help him. “Fuck, heh…sorry, man,” he said quietly. Aaron's eyes were wet with tears; Dom could see them in the growing light, as dawn approached. “Oh, fuck, dude. Hey, are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?” Dom asked, immediately concerned.\n\n\tAaron shook his head and wiped his eyes, sniffling. He wasn't sure why he was crying, but he croaked out a feeble, “I'm okay. Sorry, I just…” he trailed off, and even through his teary eyes, he saw genuine concern on Dom's face. Aaron didn't know what overcame him in that moment, but he reached out and grabbed Dom, and hugged him, burying his face in the hyena's fur and clung to him tightly. Dom was stunned for a few long moments, before he simply embraced Aaron and held him as the rabbit shook for a few moments and heaved a few shaky sobs out, and several wet sniffles. \n\n\t“H-heh, hey…uh, it's alright, dude. Maybe I got a little rough, uh…I tried to warn you,” he mumbled. “I didn't mean to scare you that bad, fuck. Running theme, huh?” he asked, with a half-hearted chuckle. Aaron laughed a little too.\n\n\t“Sorry, y-yeah, uh…it was just a lot to take in. It wasn't bad; I wasn't really scared…” Aaron croaked, sheepishly. His ass was so sore. His dick, too, for some reason. His balls felt like he'd just wrecked on his bike. Deep down inside him, he could still feel that gluey, thick hyena cum stuck to his insides. Dom scooted back and helped Aaron over the mess on the tarp floor - a problem for tomorrow - and laid back on his sleeping bag, with an arm around Aaron, just holding him.\n\n\t“Hey, uh…you wanna sleep with me til morning?” Dom asked. “Not, uh, not that that's far off,” he said. Birds were starting to sing.\n\n\t“Yeah, I'd like that,” Aaron said quietly. It was true; he would. And did. His face rubbed into Dom's shoulder fur and he buried his face against his friend, still trembling until he fell asleep a few minutes later, pressed close against the hyena's side.\n \n-\n \n\tAaron awoke after a few hours of dreamless sleep, feeling something, someone, stirring beside him. He blinked in brief confusion before the ache under his tail brought the memories back and he rubbed his neck, a little sore but not as bad as his shoulder still was.\n\n\t“Heh-hey. I was wondering when you'd wake up,” Dom said, surprising Aaron for a brief moment. Aaron's face was tucked under the hyena's arm, the rabbit curled in the fetal position at his side. All Aaron could smell was Dom, and he smiled.\n\n\t“Uh, hey…\" he said a little awkwardly, “Uh…sorry,” Aaron said, pushing himself up to sit, rubbing his nose and fidgeting to get his ears laid back behind his shoulders again. He was hard again; and again cursing his rabbit heritage.\n\n\t“Parents are up…got up like a half hour ago,” Dom said. “…Uh, we should probably get dressed.”  Dom was hard, too, his erection laying heavily across his pelvis, nestled in his pubic fur.\n\n\t“…Do you think they'll come looking for us?” Aaron asked. He couldn't stop himself, and reached out to hold Dom's cock, squeezing it in his fingers lightly as he signaled his intentions. Dom groaned - a low, sort of mooing noise of approval as he ground his hips upward, pushing into Aaron's astonishingly soft fingers.\n\n\t“Ffffff…fucking horny rabbits,” he growled playfully, giving a look, this playful, wicked grin that …seemed liberated, in a way Aaron hadn't seen yet. There was a new understanding there, shown in that expression that gave Aaron a thrill. “…You aren't going to cry again, are you?” He asked. Aaron was embarrassed for a few moments, but shook his head, and then gasped as Dom pulled him down and laid him out, climbing over the rabbit and straddling his chest, the hyena's knees in his armpits and keeping him from even putting his arms down. Dom grabbed his own dick and started stroking it, just a few inches in front of Aaron's face, and Aaron's eyes widened. Dom was looking out the window every few seconds, and wasting little time.\n\n\t“…Where's your plushie at?” the hyena asked, panting softly. He was drooling precum already, and Aaron stared as it dripped into his chestfur.\n\n\t“How'd you know?” Aaron asked, blushing as Dom smeared his drooling dick to his lips. He leaned down to suck on Dom's cocktip, closing his eyes and relishing in that potent, musky, masculine carnivore taste as the hyena stroked himself faster, bumping his tip to Aaron's buck teeth.\n\n\t“I can smell it…could when you were moving in even,” Dom said, with a huff. “C'mon, where is it?” he grinned, smearing his cock against Aaron's muzzle and whiskers, smashing his glans right against the rabbit's nose to smear his precum in good. He wanted the rabbit to smell him all day. Aaron wasn't complaining.\n\n\t“…It's in my duffel bag. At the bottom,” Aaron said, blinking as the hyena abruptly pulled away and started digging around in the duffel bag, “You can really smell him..? Your nose is that sensitive?” Aaron wondered, and as he was freed from under the hyena, his hands immediately went to his stiff cock and started stroking it, using his sheath as a bit of a sleeve as he usually did. Dom produced the plush in short order; which for some reason embarrassed Aaron a little; a blue hedgehog. Dom laughed a little as he climbed back up over Aaron, pinning the rabbit boy's arms down against his sides, now. Dom sat back on the rabbit boy's chest, looking out the window of the tent again, briefly. \n\n\t“Yeah, heh. I don't think herbivores really get how sensitive carni' noses are. C'mon dude, suck it some more,” he said, smearing his dick back to Aaron's lips. Aaron obliged, and opened wide, letting Dom cram his glans in the side of his mouth, tucking behind his buckteeth and along his tongue. Aaron lapped at him and suckled a noisy slurp around the hyena's dick. Dom turned, and as he was stroking his drooling dick into Aaron's muzzle, he rubbed the plushie to the rabbit boy's dick. It wasn't the softest plush, but it was enough to make Aaron gasp as the felt-like fabric rubbed on his sensitive boyhood. Aaron squirmed and took the plushie in his hands, smearing his cock to the toy's belly, eager to take over as he shivered, suckling at Dom and staring up at the big hyena boy looming over him, as his taste filled his mouth.\n\n\tAaron positively squirmed in his spot. He couldn't get much movement with his arms pinned, but the plush afforded just enough friction that he could grind his erection against it for a little thrill, but was mostly just chafing himself on the dry fabric. Dom wasn't wasting time though, occasional nervous checks up through the tent's screened window giving a sense of urgency; but the hyena still caught him by surprise and without warning. A sudden, thick bolus of intensely flavored, slightly-bitter almost-gel welled up on his tongue and made him gag in surprise, sputtering and coughing as the hyena crammed his dick deeper into the rabbit's mouth and stroked himself harder, grunting and milking out more and more of that thick slime that gurgled in Aaron's throat as he choked. Aaron didn't hear the parents' first call for the kids to come to breakfast, but Dom did.\n\n\tAaron was just about to shudder and pull himself back when Dom yanked his hips back and let Aaron up, and the rabbit curled to his side and coughed a few times, before giving a few forced swallows. Dom surprised Aaron again, when the hyena's hand grabbed the rabbit's short, narrow dick and the plushie simultaneously, and started tugging him briskly with the plush squeezed to the belly of his dick.\n\n\t“C'mon dude, hurry up,” Dom whispered with a gruff growl, tugging Aaron relentlessly. Aaron was shuddering and grabbing at Dom's hand as he tried to clear his throat and catch his breath, but Dom didn't stop. Aaron didn't need to take over, ultimately. He didn't need to stop Dom, either. The boy's hips jerked as he tensed, and gave a choked little ‘ah!’ out as his dick jerked and throbbed, and shot several high-pressure squirts of thin rabbit cum out. The first fired clear across the tent and spattered the opposite wall several feet away, the second landing on the rabbit's bunk on the other side of the tent. Dom adjusted his grip and grinned, smearing Aaron's dick into the belly of the plush and making sure his last three shots soaked into the toy's fur, the hyena panting quietly and taking the toy after Aaron was done, wiping his own dick clean and smearing the dregs of his much thicker, white, globby cum into a slimy web on the toy's face before tossing it back onto Aaron's sleeping bag. “C'mon dude, let's go get breakf--”\n\n\t“Kids! Breakfast!” shouted both dads, in perfect synchronization. They probably thought they were being clever.\n\n\tAaron and Dom answered in accidental unison, “Be right there!\" Their eyes locked, and both laughed a little, still catching their breath as they hurriedly tried to clean up as best as they could and put on their swim trunks, and clean t-shirts. Dom was the first out of the tent and two strides into his brisk walk over to the parents' camp along the shore, when he heard Aaron's voice from the tent.\n\n\t“Dom! Dom, wait!” came the hoarse whisper. Dom stopped and looked back at the rabbit.\n\n\t“What? Come on, dude.\" the hyena said, puzzled.\n\n\t“I…I can't stand up. D-dude, my legs are shaking too much.” Aaron said, horrified. Dom laughed and headed back to the tent.\n\n\t“Don't be weird dude, you're fine,” he said. A bit of helpful manhandling from the hyena stood him up, and the rabbit unsteadily found his footing, though his knees were still trembling weakly. Dom grinned even more, pride swelling a bit, knowing he caused that.\n\n\t“W-what the fuck…d-dude,” Aaron laughed at how unreal it felt; shaky like he was last night, but unstable and a little weak, too. It was hard, but he managed to get himself together enough to walk to the parents' camp on his own power. Dom slowed down to make it look less obvious that the rabbit was carefully picking his way along. Aaron slumped heavily onto the bench of the picnic table after the walk over, and Dom sat across from him as Jack spoke up.\n\n\t“Lookin' a little stiff there this mornin', son,” the elder rabbit commented. Aaron looked, briefly, horrified and lost as to how to respond, and Dom chimed in without missing the beat.\n\n\t“You were sayin' your legs were sore, right?” the hyena said to Aaron, who snapped his gaze to Dom. “That's what he gets for racin' me yesterday, heh-heh! Was it worth the win?” Dom asked with a toothy grin. That toothy grin. Aaron wondered how the hell Dom was acting so normal - for Dom at least - after all that had happened since just an hour or two before dawn.\n\n\t“Yeah, heh. I guess I pushed a little too hard,” he said, relaxing slowly as he eventually realized that everything was going to be okay.\n\n\t“Dom's a quick one for his size. Gonna be a hell of a footballer in high school, aren't ya'?” Ted commented. Dom rolled his eyes.\n\n\t“Yeah Dad. Just like you were,” he said. He didn't want to fall into the trap of inviting another one of his dad's tired football stories.\n\n\t“Well, good thing we're not going anywhere today. Except sitting in some inner tubes, at least! You guys all ready for a float trip?” Jack asked.\n\n\t“Yeah!\" both boys said in unison.\n\n\tAaron was particularly looking forward to the prospect of soaking his backside in the cold river water for a few hours.\n\n\n[center]-END-[/center]",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'><div class='align_center'><span class='font_title'>Chapter One<br />Crunch</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br />\tThe Crocutto family vacation was legendary. Not that it was specifically the stuff of legend, but Dom - short for Dominic, the youngest of the Crocutto boys - looked forward to these two weeks more than any other in a given year. These were the weeks where he was free of school, chores, annoying home life, free of boredom of video games and his stupid big brothers and the stupid nosy neighbors and their stupid speed-dial to the local police; and free of the reputation that preceded him around the neighborhood. Not that he was a delinquent, despite the protests of some neighbors; he would classify himself more as a mischief maker, prone to pranks and maybe a bit of trouble, but never anything serious. On these trips, however, he always felt as if he&#039;d been unleashed anew on an unsuspecting world; the wide-open wilderness and small, sleepy lake community around his family&#039;s lease on the expansive Lake Aardvark.<br /><br />\tHis family owned a double site right on the water that was secluded from other sites by a thick wooded perimeter and, beyond that, &nbsp;a valley and two roads - its very own private little &lsquo;block&rsquo; in the lake community - where they had a good bit of space to stretch out and make use of. Privacy wasn&#039;t their utmost concern with the lot, but rather having their own space, that they could secure and finish to their own liking - and they had done just that over the twenty years his parents had been together. There was a large storage shed that served double-duty as shelter for rainy days, which held their pop-up canopy, lawn furniture, barbecue grill, canoes, inner-tubes and fishing gear among other stuff. It was even wired for electricity, and had freeze-proof plumbing that allowed for the family of hyenas to even have a shower and privy attached to the back of the shed. Overall, it was choice camping digs - though a lot of camping purists would consider them to be faking it.<br /><br />\tThat, of course, did not matter in the least to Dominic as he sprawled on the couch in the back of his parents&#039; RV - a converted short bus, really, that had been decked out exactly how they wanted. A beaded curtain divided the space between the front and the back, clattering lightly as the bus rumbled around the winding low-mountain roads leading to the lake, and Dom stretched a little as he listened to the latest album from his favorite stoner-metal band on a tape copied from one of his older brother&#039;s CD&#039;s. Dom was bigger than most of the other kids in his class, nearly eleven years old and over five feet tall - five feet and three inches, he&#039;d stress - and a sturdy 140 pounds of reasonably solid muscle. He&#039;d likely have been a bit pudgier if his older brothers hadn&#039;t pressured him to start working out when he started fifth grade and now, at the beginning of summer break after sixth grade, he was well built and would easily be the strongest kid in his class if it weren&#039;t for the brown bear, Charlie, who was even bigger than he was. Dom didn&#039;t really mind being second-rank though, since it allowed him to fly under more than one figurative radar in his class.<br /><br />\tDom was wearing a grungy t-shirt that had had the sleeves cut off - a black band shirt that had been handed down from one of his brothers - and a pair of jeans that had been cut off at the knee, well tattered and frayed at this point. His left ear was pierced with a single gold hoop, and it twitched as it heard his name over the droning electric guitars and subdued vocals in his headphones. He pulled the headphones off that ear just in time to hear his father, shouting now.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Dom!&rdquo; came his father&#039;s voice, not agitated - more than usual, at least - but sharp and intended to cut through the road noise and headphones.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Chill, dad! I heard you the first time,&rdquo; he lied, laughing to ease the tension. He caught his father&#039;s gaze in the rear view mirror.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, that&#039;s why I had to call your name five times,&rdquo; his dad chided, &ldquo;I need your word that you&#039;re going to be cool with the Lapins&#039; son. None of your usual bullshit, alright? Not with him, not with the old folks that own the marina, not with the weird religious kids down the road. If that kid gets in trouble because of you I swear to Yeenoghu himself that I&#039;ll drag your ass out into the lake and drown you myself,&rdquo; his dad said. Dom couldn&#039;t see it, but his mom rolled her eyes and rubbed her dark-furred muzzle, trying to suppress a laugh as she sat in a chair further back in the bus, reading her book.<br /><br />\tDom knew his dad was kidding about that last part, but also understood the seriousness in his tone. He sat up and stopped his tape player, tugging his headphones off completely. &ldquo;Why&#039;s it my job to keep him out of trouble? Is he special or something? Needs babysitting, can&#039;t think for himself?&rdquo; Dom challenged, heading up to the front of the bus to sit in the stairwell, looking at the ditch beside the road blurring past through the folding side door.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;For fuck&#039;s sake, Dom,&rdquo; his dad sighed, &ldquo;Mr. Lapin&#039;s a really smart dude, and if this trip goes well we just might wind up doing a lot better for ourselves as a family. I&#039;m trying to talk him into starting our own thing instead of working at the firm,&rdquo; he said. &ldquo;All I need for you to do is to keep his kid entertained, and for both of you to stay out of our hair and stay out of trouble while we&#039;re trying to have a decent trip, okay? It&#039;s not even going to be that hard.&quot; Dom knew better than to push his luck, and assented.&nbsp;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Alright, fine,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;Scout&#039;s honor,&rdquo; he says, raising a scout salute, which made him think of his short stint in the scouts, which then brought about memories of his hasty ejection from the scouts. Apparently he was the only one that thought it was funny to spike a particularly nerdy scoutmaster&#039;s drink with the juice from the &lsquo;barf berries&rsquo; they&#039;d identified during a foraging class. &quot;Are they like us, at least? Or are they&hellip;you know&hellip; &nbsp;Normal?&rdquo; Dom asked with a hint of disdain for mundanity in his voice. The question caught Dom&#039;s dad by surprise, and it took him a few seconds to answer.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip; I think most families are like ours. It&#039;s just normal for them to not talk to each other in public the way they do in private. Just like we mind our manners in public.&rdquo; he said after a bit, while signaling to turn off the main road and onto the gravel path through the woods. Dom grinned, and his father sensed it without even having to look. Before his son could speak up, he said, &ldquo;When you aren&#039;t being a pain in my ass, at least,&rdquo; he said. They both laughed.<br /><br />\tThe gravel road wound along for several miles, until they came across the gate to their property. Dom hopped out to unlock and open the gate for his dad, who pulled the bus through. Dom locked the gate to the post that kept it open so the Lapins could pull in and hopped back onto the bus, his tail wagging.<br /><br />\t&quot;Still the longest drive ever,&quot; Dom commented to his parents as he stood, hanging onto the rail on the dash and watched their camp come into view. It was still how they&#039;d left it when they came out here to clean up the site at the end of winter. A few branches had fallen from the storms that had passed through, but there wasn&#039;t any real damage done. Everyone knew their assignments well, and within a few hours Dom made sure the site was cleaned up and mowed, Dom&#039;s dad ensured fresh firewood and kindling was broken up and chopped from the deadfall they were able to scavenge, and Dom&#039;s mom busied herself chasing the spiders out of the privy and shower before cleaning them up.<br /><br />-<br />\t&nbsp;<br />\tThe three hyenas were taking a break and digging into a cooler for hard-earned refreshments when they heard the dual-tone horn from the road, and soon heard the heavy crunching of the Lapin family&#039;s full-size conversion van ambling down the gravel drive and into the camp.<br /><br />\tDom&#039;s dad strolled from the picnic table over toward the road, waving to the other dad and conducting him around to the second RV pad, twenty feet from the Crocutto&#039;s bus.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Well, Ted; you said you had a great spot, but you didn&#039;t say anything about being right on the water! What a view!&rdquo; the rabbit patriarch said as he got out of the van. Dom already didn&#039;t like this guy; his voice was goofy and he was playing way too polite.&nbsp;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Work hard, play hard, Jackie boy, that&#039;s just how we do things!&quot; his dad said, turning on the cheese. He even leaned into it, giving a good, loud laugh or two, because everyone expected hyenas to laugh like that. Everyone come over here and meet the Lapins!&rdquo; Ted said, as Dom and his mom were already wandering over. Dom sized the other family up as they lined up for his dad to do introductions. The dad wasn&#039;t that big, Dom would probably be taller than him in a couple years. He was eye-to-eye with his wife, and their son was a whole head smaller than him. He looked young, and skinny. His fur was a sort of blue-gray and speckled with white, and his ears were longer than Dom had ever seen before, hanging down to his butt. The young rabbit wore denim overalls and a Day-Glo yellow t-shirt, and had a stuffed-full backpack on his back.<br /><br />\tThe families made introductions; Margie and Ted, Dom&#039;s mom and dad. Dom, of course, their so-described &lsquo;scamp&rsquo; of a son. Jack and Bonnie Lapin, and their son Aaron, who was revealed to be eight- almost nine. Absences; Dom&#039;s elder brothers who stayed home, one working and the other uninterested in camping; and Erin Lapin, who was explained to be Aaron&#039;s twin sister, was on a trip with one of her friends from school. Dom tried to envision Erin as he looked at her brother, and soon realized that he really liked what he saw in his mind&#039;s eye.<br /><br />\tThe adults abruptly turned to the kids, and Dom&#039;s dad spoke up. &ldquo;Why don&#039;t you guys start getting set up? We&#039;ve only got a few hours of daylight left, and a lot of work to do.&rdquo; &nbsp;The boys nodded, and went to collect their things. Dom stopped dead in his tracks, finding a rabbit boy waiting for him when he descended the stairs of the short bus after he&#039;d thrown his sleeping bag out, and carried his tent down with him.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Uh, hey,&rdquo; Dom started as he hauled his tent over his shoulder, grabbing his sleeping bag in the other hand. &ldquo;So are you like, actually into camping, or just come out because your parents won&#039;t let you stay home alone?&quot;<br /><br />\tThe rabbit was struggling with his own tent on its own. &ldquo;Aw, no, I like camping! It&#039;s fun. We used to have a cabin out in the woods before we moved here,&rdquo; he said, grunting as he dropped his tent while trying to throw it over a shoulder. It was obvious the rabbit, two and a half years his junior, was eager to make a good first impression. Dom just grinned and started walking, leaving the young lop-ear rabbit to follow or be left behind. Aaron gave chase, giving up on showing off for the hyena in lieu of keeping up, grappling his tent in both hands a little unsteadily. &ldquo;So what are the good spots to set up?&rdquo; Aaron asked, hopping a few times to keep up. Dom pointed to a pad near the water with a small fire ring made out of rocks.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;That&#039;s my spot. The other good spot&#039;s over there,&rdquo; he said, pointing toward the treeline. Dom didn&#039;t know if it was a good spot or not, but it&#039;s not like finding a decent place to put a tent was too hard on their lot. He really just knew he didn&#039;t want the rabbit kid setting up too close to him. Aaron smiled, &ldquo;Thanks! Hey, wanna help each other set up? It can be easier with two.&rdquo;<br /><br />\tDom shrugged, &ldquo;Up to you, dude,&rdquo; as he laid out a tarp and staked it down in the corners, then started unrolling his tent. Dom didn&#039;t think the rabbit kid was too awful, really, but he had that younger-kid energy still that Dom found a little annoying. He could tell he&#039;d probably have this rabbit attached to him for the next couple weeks; all while Dom had been threatened with asphyxiation by drowning by his father if the rabbit got into trouble by association, which was going to be a tricky venture if the hyena wanted to have any real fun. Ultimately, though, Aaron wasn&#039;t any worse than his younger cousins, and seemed gullible enough to have a little fun with. During a lull while they were assembling the fiberglass poles, Aaron nervously spoke up.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;So, umm&hellip;what kind of stuff do you like?&rdquo; the young rabbit asked, his voice a little more timid before he caught himself, and, with more energy, continued, &ldquo;Like, I like comic books! And camping, but you already knew that. And cars are cool! And music too! I brought my radio, and we could still pick up the alternative rock station in the van when we got here so I can probably get it on the radio too!&rdquo; he said, a little excitedly.<br /><br />\tDom smirked while he was threading a tent pole through the sleeve at the top of his tent, and shrugged, &ldquo;I got my tape player if it doesn&#039;t. Comics, though? Really dude?&quot; the hyena feigned judgment on the little rabbit, who visibly shrunk a little as they were working together to bow that tent pole and tuck it into the pockets at the tent&#039;s corners, before working on the next.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;It&#039;s not like I read baby comics!&rdquo; Aaron argued, &ldquo;I got some issues of Pumpkinhead and Fear Eternal with me right now! And back home I&#039;ve got Outer Reach and Tazerface and Misfit Mafia!&rdquo; &nbsp;The rabbit boasted his collection, and the impressed look from Dom made Aaron&#039;s confidence swell. &ldquo;C&#039;mon, what tapes do you got?&rdquo; the rabbit asked, his energy far surpassing the hyena&#039;s.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Ha!&rdquo; Dom laughed, accidentally letting a bit of his hyena side show as he relaxed a bit around this new kid. Maybe Aaron wasn&#039;t so bad after all, but he&#039;d put that to the test in due time. &ldquo;Alright, Tazerface is awesome, same for Fear Eternal. I kinda loved both of those when I was still reading comics a lot. I didn&#039;t take you for the sort that was into the good ones,&rdquo; he laughed more genuinely. Aaron&#039;s ears pinned a little; Dom&#039;s laugh was loud, and had a barking sort of percussion that&hellip; well&hellip; His dad did say that hyenas were loud. And that he shouldn&#039;t repeat that in polite company. Dom continued, &ldquo;Uh, so my brother let me copy a few of his CD&#039;s. I got the new Aerospace album which,&rdquo; he wavered a hand side to side, &ldquo;Kinda okay. But I also the new Waverly Sanatorium album is great, so is the Grindtribe album,&rdquo; he said, flexing the second pole with Aaron&#039;s help, as the boys finished the erection of Dom&#039;s tent by tucking the poles in their corresponding pockets.<br /><br />\tAaron had no idea who those bands were, so simply responded, &ldquo;Oh, uh&hellip; &nbsp;Cool! Maybe we can listen to some later?&quot; he asked hopefully. Dom shrugged, without commitment either way. &ldquo;Go find a spot, dude. I&#039;ll come help you out in a bit, let me get my stuff moved first,&rdquo; he said, without any real intention of helping the rabbit in a timely manner. Dom made a few trips back to the bus, carrying armloads of odds-and-ends to his site. His duffel bag, two pillows, his backpack, his tape player and headphones, a battery powered lantern, and his little cooler were brought out to his site, and then his favorite folding chair from the stack of them in the shed, parked right next to the fire pit. His parents had made great progress as well; the strings of white and multicolored holiday lights were loosely wound around the cables that were led from tree to tree, and their furniture set up. They even had the grill smoldering as Dom watched the adults taking tours of each other&#039;s home-built RVs. As he was walking back to his site with an old wheelbarrow full of firewood, no small feat given its weight and the sixty or seventy yards of grassy terrain to navigate, he noticed the rabbit boy struggling with his tent and rolled his eyes. No way Dom was going to help him unless he asked for it.<br /><br />\tThe call came a few moments later, and as he walked over Dom was easily able to help Aaron erect his tent, but as they were lifting up the second pole something ripped. Both kids froze, and looked over the tent before going any further - but it was too late. A tent pole had snagged in its sleeve and pulled the side of the tent in just the right way that it ripped open a several-inch-long gash in the side of the tent at the seam. Aaron was stunned, and looked absolutely crestfallen. Dom noted his expression and, in a moment of solidarity, thumped Aaron on the back.&nbsp;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Dude, it&#039;s not worth crying over,&rdquo; the hyena said, knowing that&#039;d bug Aaron, but the rabbit did look on the verge of tears. &ldquo;Let&#039;s see if we can get it stood up the rest of the way and we can tape it up or something,&rdquo; he said. Aaron eventually assented, and they pushed on, the poles in the pockets after a bit of a struggle. As the boys stood side-by-side surveying the tent, they both watched as that rip widened further and further under the tension, Dom grimacing a little and Aaron looking even more heartbroken as half the tent fell slack, and waved in the bit of a breeze coming off the lake.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Aw, man. It&#039;s totally wrecked,&rdquo; the rabbit boy said, as the loose canvas flapped in the bit of a breeze that was coming off the lake.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip; Yeah, you got that right, dude. That sucks. Looks like you&#039;re sleeping with the spiders and &lsquo;skeeters tonight,&quot; Dom said, grinning crookedly to himself. He knew the adults would never let that happen, but no way was he going to volunteer his tent to some random kid right away, either. The drop in the rabbit&rsquo;s posture drew his gaze, just in time to catch the rabbit rub his eyes with the back of a wrist and sullenly turn, walking toward the parents&#039; camp. Dom almost felt bad for the little rabbit. Camping disasters happen though, and he already knew what the solution was.<br /><br />\tIt wasn&#039;t five minutes later that the dads made their way to Dom&#039;s camp, as he was setting up firewood in the fire ring and scrounging together enough kindling to get a fire of his own going later, after dinner.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hey, son. Bummer about Aaron&#039;s tent, huh?&rdquo; Ted said, as smooth an icebreaker as any.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah,&rdquo; Dom said, &ldquo;Uh, heh- &nbsp;Is he alright? He kind of took off in a hurry.&rdquo; &nbsp;He was secretly surprised at how genuine that sounded. Jack spoke up,<br /><br />\t&ldquo;He&#039;ll be fine, but your dad and I were hoping you could do us a big favor. I&#039;m willing to make it worth your while,&rdquo; he said, in a tone that captured Dom&#039;s attention better than most. Despite that slightly goofy dad-ness about him he was being addressed as a peer for once in his life.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Uh, okay..? I&#039;m assuming you want me to let him crash here,&rdquo; Dom said. It was obvious.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah. You&#039;ve got a lot of extra room, and he is a small kid,&rdquo; Ted started, &quot;I bet you guys will have a lot of fun.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Especially on the float trip,&rdquo; Jack chimed in, &ldquo;As my way of saying thanks for doing us a solid for not making all three of us pile together in the van. I know you guys just met and it&#039;s probably a little awkward, so&hellip;&rdquo; &nbsp;Dom was impressed, and certainly not above bribery.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hah! Deal,&rdquo; Dom said. &ldquo;But inner tubes, no boring canoes,&rdquo; he said, pushing his luck.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Deal,&rdquo; Jack said without hesitation, extending his hand to shake. Ted was laughing as Dom and Jack shook on it, and the younger hyena marveled at how soft even Aaron&#039;s dad&#039;s hands were, and how compliant they were in his grip, like he could fold it in half with just a little squeeze. He was snapped out of it as his dad spoke up, and abruptly let go.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Oh, sure, it&#039;s that easy for a stranger to buy your cooperation but you make it tough on your old man?&rdquo; Ted said, before laughing more. Loud, but &lsquo;polite&rsquo; hyena laughs; not that unhinged, wild cackling they were really capable of - not that that was really associated with humor, so much. They didn&#039;t get to use that voice in public anyway, it was supposedly well known to freak out prey species on some weird, primal level, but Dom had never actually seen it in practice.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You don&#039;t bribe me with float trips!&rdquo; Dom countered, an argument beyond all refutation, which got Jack to laugh, next.<br />&nbsp;<br />-<br />&nbsp;<br />\tAn hour later, the dads were talking about the finer points and drawbacks of boat ownership over the smoldering grill, while the moms drank wine and chatted about past - and future - vacations. Aaron and Dom were hunkered in their shared tent and finishing rearranging things for their new situation now that the ripped tent had been torn down and stowed away for repair or later discarding. Their newfound layout wasn&#039;t bad, actually; Dom&#039;s tent slept a supposed eight, meaning two in the space still had ample room. They each had their own side, with their personal stuff tucked in against the tent walls on their respective sides, and sleeping bags toward the center. In the space between, a spare blanket had been stretched out as a rug in the tent; Aaron&#039;s idea, that Dom thought a little strange at first but was quickly growing to like, as it softened the crunch and crinkle of the tarp floor. They were listening to one of Dom&#039;s tapes in Aaron&#039;s radio, which was propped in the middle of the tent beside the lantern. The vents had all been opened and the rain fly removed, letting the cool breeze filter through the tent as mosquitoes&#039; efforts were frustrated by the fine mesh screens.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;I still can&#039;t believe you&#039;ve never been on a float trip before,&rdquo; Aaron said to the hyena that was flipping through a new issue of Fear Eternal that the rabbit boy had brought along. Aaron was playing a little handheld water jet game, trying to get basketballs in hoops.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;My dad&#039;s too cheap,&rdquo; he responded with a crooked grin, &ldquo;But it&#039;s pretty cool of your dad to set us up. I guess I can tolerate some random rabbit kid in the pred-shed,&quot; a name the hyena had come up with in the last ten minutes for his tent, &ldquo;for a couple weeks.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;That name is so lame,&rdquo; Aaron laughed, before both boys heard a distant call to dinner. &ldquo;Finally, I&#039;m starving!&rdquo; the rabbit said, jumping up and racing to unzip the door - with Dom on his heels.<br /><br />\tThe boys chatted about their food preferences on the walk over, finding little common ground between a purely vegan rabbit diet and a primarily carnivorous hyena&#039;s diet. As they sat across from each other and ate their meals quietly as the grownups talked about their boring grownup stuff, Dom grinned and held up one of the ribs his dad had grilled, while Aaron was munching - effectively - the vegetarian version of the same thing, a grilled and glazed ear of corn that had been cut into thirds to provide a more nibbling-friendly medium.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hey Aaron, wanna see something cool?&rdquo; Dom asked. He just wanted to show off, though, so he didn&#039;t wait for an answer. He put the rib, bone and all, in his mouth and bit straight through it, crunching and splintering the bone in the process as he tore through the rib and proceeded to chew it with little problem, the cracking and crunching of that rib bone making Aaron squint and recoil on instinct alone.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Ugh, dude! That&#039;s so gross, does that even taste good?&quot; he laughed in disbelief at the show even though, deep down in the pit of his stomach, something primal clawed at his nerves. What if that was his ribs? Could the hyena do that to him? Of course he could - Aaron was way smaller than a cow, and his ribs were basically cartilage. Not to mention the hyena was a lot bigger than him, and had proven several times that he was a lot stronger than the rabbit, too. Why was he shaking? His heart was racing, too.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Not really, it&#039;s better when they&#039;re bigger bones that have marro-oof!&rdquo; he exclaimed as he caught a sharp elbowing in his own ribs from his dad, which made him acutely aware, suddenly, that all conversation had stopped at the table.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Don&#039;t give the rabbits nightmares,&rdquo; Ted chided his son through nearly clenched teeth, with a flash of what Dom had long-ago coined &lsquo;fuck you&rsquo; eyes; the slightly unhinged look he got when he was really pushing his luck in a situation where dad couldn&#039;t properly threaten him with some sort of creative, god-sworn method of mortal dispatch. &ldquo;Sorry Aaron - All three of you, really. Three carnivore boys at home,&rdquo; he said, as if it explained that all. Dom&#039;s mom chimed in with a husky chuckle.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Four,&rdquo; Margie merely corrected, with a tension-breaking grin, polite chuckle. &ldquo;And you weren&#039;t any better when you were his age. You&#039;re just trying to impress your friend, right, Dom?&rdquo; she asked, covering for him, and Dom rubbed the scraggly black mane at the back of his neck.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, uh. Sorry, guys,&rdquo; he said, a little sheepishly, once he clocked the dilated pupils of all three rabbits across the table. It was one of the &lsquo;tells&rsquo; he was taught when he was younger, and often forgot to look for. Rule #1 of polite society; don&#039;t freak out the herbivores. He noticed Aaron couldn&#039;t even look him in the eye, and felt bad. Jack took charge, after a moment&#039;s hesitation.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hey, everyone has to learn this stuff sooner or later, right?&rdquo; the rabbit patriarch said, &ldquo;So long as the lesson&#039;s properly learned so it doesn&#039;t need to be repeated. Apology accepted,&quot; the elder rabbit said, a natural diplomat. Dom found himself liking him more and more as time went on, just like he did Aaron. Dom looked back to his friend across the table, who was awkwardly picking at his corn and thousand-yard-gazing at the grass beside the table.<br /><br />\tAaron didn&#039;t know why that buzz in his belly was still there, even as his pulse slowed and the jitters started to leave him. He fidgeted on the bench of the picnic table and discreetly tried to adjust himself, but there was no helping the fact that he was suffering the hardest spontaneous bone of his life at the moment. His feet crossed under the table, and he tucked his hips back a bit to take some pressure off of his underwear, while trying to distract himself with picking up eating again.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip; It actually was pretty cool,&rdquo; he said softly after a long, quiet beat, which brought a laugh out of the adults, and from Dom&hellip;a seemingly needed break in the tension that allowed the adults to pick their conversation back up. Dom saw his in, and started rambling in the way only he could about nothing useful - this time, about how awesome he&#039;d be in a war against skeletons, which drew Aaron&#039;s attention back. He piled the charm on for the sake of the parents, and talked up Aaron&#039;s merits - agility and speed, by Dom&#039;s measure - in the same scenario, and how they&#039;d be unstoppable together.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div class='align_center'><br /><span class='font_title'>Chapter Two<br />Favor</span></div><br /><br /><br />\tLate that night, well after lights-out, Aaron stirred restlessly in his sleeping bag. The sharp, splintering crack of the rib bone kept replaying in his head as he stared across the tent at the figure of the sleeping hyena just a few feet away, only barely lit in silhouette against the moonlight reflected off the lake. The tireless call of crickets and katydids, tree frogs and the occasional bullfrog belly-flopping into the water provided a backdrop, as did just the barest hint of distant music from a party somewhere across the lake, likely only audible to his young, and keenly sensitive ears. He hugged himself, forearms crossed over his own chest as he shuffled his big feet together, eyes not leaving that hyena.<br /><br />\tDom is so gross. He&#039;s gross, and kind of a bully but not really, maybe more of a jerk but he&#039;s also kind of nice?&hellip; &nbsp;He did let me sleep in his tent and didn&#039;t even make it horrible, but Dad paid him off. I bet he wouldn&#039;t have otherwise. Even his own dad seems to kind of be fed up with him, I wonder what he&#039;s like when they don&#039;t have company. I wonder if he has a girlfriend&hellip;boyfriend? No, no way, he&#039;s probably like super straight, there&#039;s no way he&#039;d want... Aaron&#039;s sleepy stream of consciousness broke as his attention was drawn to the tightness in his briefs, again. He remembered, just a couple hours ago, when Dom had stripped down to his underwear without shame, when Aaron thought they were going to be wearing pajamas. He wasn&#039;t expecting that, but he followed suit, not wanting to lose big-kid points with the older boy, especially over something so stupid. Aaron sighed and scratched an itch, and unzipped his sleeping bag a little more. It was too hot to sleep, even with the breeze coming through the screen windows of the tent. He nestled his cheek back against his pillow and let his mind wander again.<br /><br />\tHe&#039;s too big for his own good and he&#039;s probably going to be bad news when he gets older, and he&#039;s so strong and he kind of smells; but he kind of smells so fucking good, Aaron was shocked at himself, abruptly. Was that true? He gave a testing sniff at the air, and another, catching the hints of Dom&#039;s natural scent - just the tiniest hint of sweat but more of a sort of raw, brutish masculinity that wasn&#039;t sharp or sour or nasty like B.O. or swampy privates. This was different. Fuck, he did smell good. Really good. Aaron didn&#039;t stop himself as he reached down and held his tented briefs under the cover of his sleeping bag, or when he squeezed himself, making his short, narrow little rabbit dick throb. His tail gave a twitch.<br /><br />\tI&#039;d be dead if he caught me. But&hellip;maybe just a little, Aaron thought, nuzzling down into the softness of his own oversized ear laying atop his pillow, and muffling a shakier sigh as he stuck his hand into his briefs and squeezed his sheath, pulling it gently up his length and back down. He did it again, building a little rhythm, holding his breath and making every effort to be as silent as possible. Two strokes, and he stopped for a few seconds, re-surveying the situation in the tent. Dom was still asleep, on his back, a forearm draped over his eyes. He wasn&#039;t snoring, but there was the slightest rattle every time his breath changed direction.<br /><br />\tHe&#039;s already got armpit hair, Aaron thought to himself as his eyes landed on the barely-there few tufts of longer, black fur under the hyena&#039;s arm. Isn&#039;t he only a couple years older than me? Ugh, maybe hyenas grow up faster, his thoughts went back to wandering as Aaron&#039;s eyes roamed Dom&#039;s form again in the dark. I bet he can shoot like a squirt gun. I wonder if I could convince him to jerk off with me? God, he&#039;d pulverize me if I fucked that up. Fuck, he smells so good. Oh, man, if I could talk him into jacking off together I&#039;d totally let him--<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Ah!&rdquo; Aaron gasped out loud. His heart nearly leapt up his throat as he heard himself, smothering an ear over his muzzle with his free hand and shuddering as he realized just how far he&#039;d let himself go without realizing it; he was cumming. His stiff little cock jerked hard in his hand, throbbing as it welled up the first shot of slick spunk into the inside of his briefs. Dom stirred, and rubbed his eyes before Aaron saw a yellow glint in the dark that struck a fresh bolt of primal terror through his guts again, just like what happened at dinner. Oh shit, he&#039;s looking at me, Aaron thought, tightening his grip and curling his toes until his feet started cramping, despite another shot welling up and spilling out into his underwear despite the squeeze. He couldn&#039;t suppress the jerk of his hips, which was mercifully subtle.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Did you say something?&rdquo; Dom mumbled, scratching at his bare bellyfur and grumbling a little. Aaron choked back his breath, trying not to breathe hard and utterly failing, as his cock kept jerking, painting another streak across the inside of his briefs and rolling down the back of his hand.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Ngh--no?&rdquo; Aaron managed to squeak, shuddering as a fourth and final shot belted from him, rubbing his face into his pillow and trying, desperately, to do anything to feign that he was just waking up even as the latent dribbling and dry throbs of his climax wracked him. Dom kicked his sleeping bag off of him and stretched in the moonlight.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Ugh, what time is it?&rdquo; Dom asked, fishing around for his bottle of water blindly, before Aaron heard him pick it up and take a drink.<br /><br />\tAaron noted a deafening silence for a few beats, his cock still twitching as he strangled it; as if to punish it for getting him into this mess. He had just realized he was asked a question, when another sleepy mumble came from across the tent.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Mmngh, don&#039;t matter anyway,&rdquo; Dom&#039;s voice grumbled as he pulled his pillow out from under his own head and plopped it atop his eyes, sprawling back out with a hand behind his head and the other on his stomach. Aaron remained frozen for another ten minutes before he dared move a muscle. Only after the hyena&#039;s breath resumed its slow, steady pace did he really notice the mess all over his hand, and the inside of his briefs; not to mention his crotch fur. The hand, easily dealt with; he lifted it from his sleeping bag and licked his fingers, palm, and the back of his hand relatively clean, before scrubbing it on the inside of his sleeping bag to dry it some. He didn&#039;t mind his own taste, it was actually kind of good in a weird sort of way. His fur, he could wash in the morning when he took a shower. His underwear were a problem for the shower, too; but one mortal sin could not be committed. He removed his underwear, shimmying them down just enough to let them dry separate from his fur, so as not to become hopelessly glued to his body.<br /><br />\tHe&#039;d been there before, and likely would be again, he was sure of it.<br /><br />\tNot ten minutes after that thought occurred to him, Aaron was fast asleep.<br />&nbsp;<br />-<br />&nbsp;<br />\tAn hour past dawn, as the sun crept higher and bore its rays directly on the tent, Dom stirred, rubbed his eyes, and awoke. He was stretched halfway across the tent, having shed his sleeping bag at some point during the night, though he wasn&#039;t sure when. He scratched his stomach, and dug a hand into his briefs to scratch his balls as well, before giving a good-morning squeeze to his morning wood before he was awake enough to remember he was sharing a tent. He looked over at the rabbit who was still sound asleep, sleeping bag pushed down to his bellybutton and one of his huge feet sticking out of the side of the sleeping bag. Rabbit feet were weird to him - kind of fascinating, too. They didn&#039;t have coarse, fleshy pads like his own feet, they were all soft and fuzzy, with silky fur sticking out between the toes. He had claws, too, that were roughly on par to his own.<br /><br />\tWhat&#039;s that smell? Dom thought as he sniffed the air and wrinkled his nose. Something smelled&hellip;almost good. Grassy and sweet and maybe just a little earthy and like&hellip;wait a second. The hyena leaned closer to the rabbit and sniffed a couple more times, and had to stifle a laugh as he realized what the smell was. He thought it was funny, mostly, but it turned him on a little as well, thinking to himself that the rabbit must have had one hell of a wet dream. With the intention of simultaneously waking and teasing the rabbit for having a wet dream, he lifted the rabbit&#039;s unzipped sleeping bag and tossed it back, actually surprised to see Aaron naked from the waist down with his underwear dangling around an ankle. He couldn&#039;t stifle his laugh, this time, even as Aaron stirred blearily and, disoriented, looked around.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Heh-hah! Did you seriously jerk off last night?&rdquo; Dom asked louder than Aaron would&#039;ve liked. He didn&#039;t even care that his morning wood was still mostly-there, tenting up his underwear.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Dude..! Personal space?!&rdquo; Aaron protested once he realized what was going on, grabbing at his sleeping bag to cover up with and having to wrestle it away from Dom, who was laughing even more and fighting against him. Not &lsquo;polite&rsquo; laughs, this time. Real hyena-giggles that were coming rapid fire in his amused excitement.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Heh-heh, heh, heh-ha! Dude y-you could&#039;ve just tugged it out in the bathroom and not had to sleep in it, or waited til you took a shower this morning,&rdquo; Dom snickered. &ldquo;Now the whole tent smells like your jizz,&rdquo; he teased, just leaning into it as the rabbit flustered and blushed, once the sleeping bag had been wrestled from him, used the newly-freed hand to slug Aaron&#039;s shoulder playfully. Aaron was positively horrified. He didn&#039;t even register the kind of rough punch to his arm in the moment, heart racing and mind going a mile a minute so soon after waking up.&nbsp;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Dom!&rdquo; Aaron complained, before realizing how little that made him sound. &ldquo;It was an accident, you dork,&rdquo; the rabbit protested, which was sort of true.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hah, heh-hah! Y-yeah, an accident where your hand grabbed your dick and,&rdquo; Dom made a rude hand gesture that flustered Aaron as it drew his gaze to the front of the hyena&#039;s half-tented underwear, and made him bunch tighter into his sleeping bag. Aaron couldn&#039;t believe it was happening, but he was getting hard, again. He cursed his rabbit heritage silently as Dom teased him..<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Like you never have!&rdquo; Aaron fired back, grabbing his underwear and pulling them up under the cover of the sleeping bag, before tossing it back. Ugh, they were totally crunchy up front.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hah! Not like three feet away from some guy I just met on the literal first-night of a sleepover,&rdquo; the hyena retorted. &ldquo;Rabbits just go go go go all the time no matter what, huh? Or am I just that sexy?&quot; Dom asked, posing like a pinup. Aaron stared, his mind momentarily short-circuited at the sight of the hyena sprawled out for that brief second, rendering him unable to fire back for a split-second. Dom instantly picked up on this. &ldquo;&hellip;Are you a homo? Are you actually hot for me?&rdquo; he asked with his voice dropping to a conspiratorial but gruff tone, before the hyena grabbed Aaron and headlocked him, scrubbing his knuckles atop the rabbit&#039;s head roughly. &ldquo;I bet you totally want to suck my dick and gargle my cum, I know it! Super SUPER gay little fag-rabbit gets a boner for preddies and can&#039;t help but jack off to them, heh-heh, heh! Wanna bang before breakfast? I could use a nice warm place to stick it, it&#039;s not gay if you&#039;re on top, right? Ha-hah-haa!&rdquo; Dom said, far louder than Aaron would like at this point, while still tussling and noogie-ing Aaron a little who was protesting, pushing at the hyena but unable to get loose.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Duuuuude, let me go!&rdquo; Aaron protested, twisting and writhing and, for the briefest second, feeling the heat of Dom&#039;s underarm against his cheek. His dick strained in his underwear, the rabbit thankful for his oversized, floppy ears that helped hide him. In desperation, Aaron outright punched Dom in the side which got a bark of pain from the hyena, who immediately released the rabbit and fell over, laughing harder as he sprawled on his back across the middle of the tent again, rubbing his side. Aaron sat there, ears bunched in his lap and blushing hard, on the verge of tears from frustration.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Dude, heh-hah, heh! Dude, relax; I&#039;m just messin&#039; with you man, ha! Owww, fuck, you can punch hard for such a little guy, good one,&rdquo; Dom kept laughing, even as he rubbed his side. &ldquo;It&#039;s cool, heh, heh! Really, dude. Scout&#039;s honor,&rdquo; he saluted, again. Disingenuous as ever. &ldquo;Don&#039;t worry, man, shit happens,&quot; the hyena boy said, sitting up and looking for his bottle of water. &ldquo;I won&#039;t tell anyone. It&#039;ll just cost you a favor,&rdquo; he said, with an ominous tone. Aaron was immediately suspicious after all that.&nbsp;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;What kind of favor?&rdquo; the rabbit boy asked, still sulking. His water was empty, and he was realizing swiftly just how thirsty he was. He had to pee, too.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Dunno. Favors are decided when they&#039;re called. In or out. I mean, I could just tell my dad that the weird rabbit kid&#039;s jerking off watching me sleep,&rdquo; Dom said, without realizing how on-the-nose he&#039;d gotten his exaggeration. Aaron&#039;s stomach flipped inside him.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Fine, whatever; deal,&rdquo; he said as he unzipped the tent door, &ldquo;I gotta piss anyway. Race you to the toilet, slow-mo!&rdquo; he said- and made a hasty escape from the tent with his backpack full of clothes and toiletries, leaving the tent flap open and running at top speed for the vault toilet at the back of the storage shed. At least there was one way he could reliably get a win against the hyena.<br />&nbsp;<br /><br /><br /><div class='align_center'><span class='font_title'>Chapter Three<br />Manhunt</span></div><br /><br /><br /><br />\tThe first full day was a busy one. After breakfast, they all went on a hike in a nearby national park - a quiet trail along a ridge that ducked down into a valley after a couple miles, and there, a natural spring and little swimming hole that seemed to exist under the radar of most of the tourists here. Everyone went swimming for a few hours, and ate lunch along the ridge at another offshoot, where some ancient landslide had left a hollowed out cavern under some massive old rock, overlooking the valley and lake. Dom was relentless in teasing Aaron, but careful to never let the parents catch him. Aaron was flustered at first, but as the day wore on, started to find more and more humor in it, which only encouraged Dom. It didn&#039;t take long at all for them to be back to their banter and chatter like nothing had happened.<br /><br />\tBy the time they&#039;d made it back to their camp in the afternoon - everyone somewhat exhausted but having had a full day to show for it already. The parents napped, while Aaron and Dom stretched out in the shade and sun respectively, reading comics and chatting about video games. Dom wasn&#039;t infatuated with them, but had a couple titles he liked. Aaron was far more enthusiastic. Dinner came and went without incident, and as the family was wandering out to their little beach to hang out by the water, Dom&#039;s eye caught sight of some older kids in some campsites that were a bit further down the road - the big squirrel family that Dom hung out with almost every year. They were also some of the only friends of Dom&#039;s that his parents actually liked.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip; Hey Aaron. Do you like playing Manhunt?&rdquo; Dom asked, his tail wagging slowly. It wasn&#039;t really normal for hyenas to wag their tails, but he&#039;d picked it up from one of his canine friends back home.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Uh&hellip; what is it?&rdquo; Aaron asked. He&#039;d never heard of this before. Dom looked at him incredulously for a few moments.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Dude, really? It&#039;s like a better version of hide and seek, for big kids,&quot; he wagged. &ldquo;Mom,&rdquo; his mom was always more permissive, &ldquo;Can me and Aaron go play Manhunt with the Montgomeries?&rdquo; &nbsp;Margie looked to where Dom had, seeing the red squirrels piling wood for a bonfire.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Only if Aaron&#039;s parents are okay with that, and make sure to mind your manners,&rdquo; his mom said. Aaron looked eager, and ran over to his own mom as Dom watched on.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Mom can I go play with Dom and the squirrels over there?&rdquo; he asked, pointing to the family about a quarter-mile down the lakeside. Bonnie crouched and dusted her son&#039;s t-shirt off, speaking lowly.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You&#039;re gonna be okay with him on your own?&rdquo; she asked, not quite loud enough for the hyenas to hear. Aaron nodded and smiled.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, Dom&#039;s cool,&rdquo; Aaron said, looking eager. His mom just smiled, tousled his hair and gave him a nudge.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Then go have fun. We&#039;ll be here if you need anything.&rdquo; she said, and Aaron took off running.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Race ya&#039;!&rdquo; he said to Dom as he flew by. The hyena gave a sharp cackle - immediately forgetting his manners - as he gave chase.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You&#039;re on!&rdquo; the hyena said, running as hard as he could. The parents quietly wagered among themselves, but came up no-bet. Aaron was going to win this hands-down.<br /><br />\tJust a few minutes later, Aaron came off his run along the lakeside path, panting and puffing and having handily won. He turned and saw Dom behind him - having lost by an easy thirty seconds. Aaron was grinning.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;I didn&#039;t know hyenas were so slow,&rdquo; he teased Dom - who shot him a look as he huffed and puffed. A few of the Montgomery kids were already headed over to greet them as Dom and Aaron caught their breath at the edge of the camp. Dom waved, and Aaron followed suit at the two red squirrels headed their way.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Heh-hey, Roadie, hey, Reggie. Manhunt tonight?&rdquo; Dom asked, grinning. Aaron looked at the squirrels who were roughly their ages. The older one looked maybe a bit younger than Dom, barefoot in the grass, dressed in soccer shorts and a jersey. The younger one looked pretty close to Aaron&#039;s own age and was just in a patched-up pair of hand-me-down jeans and a tattered old shirt with holes in the collar, shoulders and hems.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You know it, dork. You&#039;re gonna lose your ass,&rdquo; Reggie said with a smirk. &ldquo;Who&#039;s your friend?&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Oh, hey guys, I&#039;m Aaron,&rdquo; the rabbit kid said, eager to return the bucktoothed smile he got from the younger squirrel who spoke up next.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hey, I&#039;m Roadie,&rdquo; said the eight-year-old squirrel, holding his hand out. &ldquo;You like Manhunt?&rdquo; Roadie asked as he shook hands with Aaron, who looked back at Dom.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Uh, I don&#039;t know. Dom said it was like hide and seek?&rdquo; he said, a little unsure as he looked to Dom. Dom grinned back at him.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Close enough,&rdquo; Roadie said, &ldquo;C&#039;mon we&#039;ll go get the stuff!&rdquo; &nbsp;The younger of the two squirrels ran off with Aaron, hand-in-hand, and Dom and Reggie turned to follow them and gather up the other Montgomery boys.<br /><br />\tIf the Crocutto&#039;s camp was &lsquo;cheating&rsquo; by camping purists, then the Montgomeries were just settlers. They had four trailers parked in a loose wagon circle around a large pea gravel circle, which was covered by a canopy of fabric, old patterned bedsheets with holes and other vibrant cloth strung on eyelets between posts, with a bunch of scattered &lsquo;inside&rsquo; furniture underneath. There were a few tents scattered in the site, six or seven fire pits and picnic tables and a row of canoes and a couple bass boats. The Montgomery family were absolutely gypsy-chic, and between the nine brothers, seven sisters and five parents in their polycule, they basically had a small village set up; though it looked like there was space for at least twice as many there. The place was lit by electric lights in little stained glass and cheap metal lamps hung all over the camp. With the sun low in the sky, the multicolored glow of the lamps was starting to mesh together, turning into a mellow, warm low ambient light outside the circle of the bonfire the family was gathering around.<br /><br />\tAaron was nervous as he realized how dark it was getting, the cicadas buzzing in the trees to send out the day as other insects joined the choir.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hey guys, isn&#039;t it getting a little dark?&rdquo; he asked, as he was helping Roadie haul a large plastic bin out of a storage area. The bin thumped heavily on the ground. Dom was quick to answer.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Heh, that&#039;s when you play Manhunt. It makes it easier on the hider,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;But there&#039;s only one hider. Everyone else looks for him,&rdquo; the hyena said, wagging as he opened the bin. Aaron looked on as Reggie hefted out a big, fabric something. It had holes and dangly bits all over it - and then Aaron realized.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Wait, is that like&hellip;real camo?!&rdquo; he asked, immediately curious and looking through the other things,. There was a few pieces of camo netting, as well as a full-blown ghillie suit! Reggie was already pulling on the ghillie suit&#039;s jacket.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;As real as it gets! Our uncle brought this back a long time ago from some jungle he went to war in,&rdquo; the elder squirrel stated, plopping an oversized helmet over his head and tipping it back so he could still see. &ldquo;So, you guys count to a hundred! I go hide. Whoever finds me gets to hide next round,&rdquo; he said. Dom smirked.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;No tents, RVs, cars, or climbing trees,&rdquo; Dom said, pointing a stern finger at Reggie, who blew a raspberry at him.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, yeah. Anyway, it&#039;s not enough to find someone, you gotta&#039; catch them too,&rdquo; Roadie spoke up, realizing the older <br />kids had left out an important part. &ldquo;Tag or tackle, it kinda&#039; doesn&#039;t matter so long as you get &lsquo;em. Oh! And home base is the bin! If you&rsquo;re the hider and you can get to it, you win and get to pick who hides next round!&quot;<br /><br />\tAaron realized how seriously the squirrels took this, especially once some others started noticing and filtering in. Randy and Ronnie - both younger than Aaron and Roadie - and Bobby, Reggie&#039;s next-oldest brother who was well into his teens. The countdown started, and once the magic &lsquo;100&rsquo; had been counted out, the hunt was on.<br /><br />\tSurprisingly to Aaron, most of the hunting took place in the wooded area between the Crocutto&#039;s camp and the Montgomeries&#039;. Limited to the ground, squirrels weren&#039;t very great at hiding - and every shock of their bright-red fur stood out in the moonlight, even when their general figure was obscured by camo. Aaron&#039;s eyes were pretty good in the low light, but he knew Dom&#039;s vision was likely nearly perfect, plus he had a better sense of smell. It only took a few minutes for Dom to find Reggie with the light of the mostly-full moon on his side, a shout of alarm in the darkness a hundred feet away or so, followed by thrashing of branches and a crash of foliage, followed shortly thereafter with a bark of that primal hyena cackling and a whoop from Dom in the distance. Aaron froze on instinct, as that tense terror gripped him in the guts again, for some reason, as he heard that.<br /><br />\tNot again, the rabbit boy thought, willing himself to push through and chill out - wanting to keep up with the other kids despite feeling a little jittery and jumpy. He wondered to himself if squirrels even got freaked out by predators, and thought he might ask Roadie if he got a chance to do so where Dom wouldn&#039;t overhear them. He took a moment to breathe, and then went to join the pack again, back at their base. He could hear the others talking as he approached.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You didn&#039;t have to clobber me like that,&rdquo; Reggie said, handing over the ghillie suit&#039;s hat to Dom, and taking the jacket off as well.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, but it was fun,&rdquo; the hyena laughed. &ldquo;You aren&#039;t hurt anyway, I don&#039;t know why you&#039;re being such a baby,&rdquo; he grinned, before pulling the ghillie suit on and shaking himself out with a little hyena-giggle. &ldquo;You dorks better get ready to get whooped,&rdquo; the hyena grinned, poking his tongue out at Aaron as he rejoined the group. Reggie rolled his eyes, as did Roadie who came over to talk to Aaron in a whisper as the older kids bantered among themselves while getting ready for the next round.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hey, you good?&rdquo; the red squirrel boy asked, surprising Aaron a little that he noticed the rabbit looked a little unsure.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Uh, yeah. Thanks. D-does he, uh, freak you guys out, too?&rdquo; the rabbit asked quietly, and Roadie sort of shrugged, without committing either way with much fervor.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Eh, he likes to psych people out. It makes him really good at this game,&rdquo; Roadie said. &ldquo;Don&#039;t let him get to ya&#039;, alright? It&#039;s all for show; and he always gets bored after a few rounds anyway. Oh! Yeah,&quot; the &lsquo;middle-brother&rsquo; squirrel spoke up a bit more, &ldquo;You should guard the base for this round. You&#039;re fast enough you could probably catch Dom before he can run over and tag the base,&rdquo; he suggested with a buck-tooth grin that Aaron quickly returned.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Oh, sure, yeah! You aren&#039;t gonna get past me!&rdquo; he said to Dom, who flashed a bit more tooth than he needed to in order to grin back. Aaron kept his cool fairly well, despite the pang in his gut even from that minor show. Before he knew it, the countdown had been started and the group of hunters were huddled around the base, trying to watch where Dom was headed over each other&#039;s shoulders. After a bit of rustling in the woods things fell eerily quiet, the hyena having disappeared with a full ghillie suit and a sizable chunk of camo netting. Two more minutes of counting just added more to the eerie quiet in the woods, and seemingly abruptly, Aaron was left, standing by the base all alone, the camp on the other side of the clearing and the little rabbit&#039;s eyes wide in the moonlight, keeping both eyes and ears out for movement beyond the treeline.<br /><br />\tHe decided orienting his back toward the water was the safest bet, as it let him keep his eyes on the camp and more of the treeline. He could hear the other kids stumbling through the undergrowth and picking their way through the woods distantly; and the sounds of three guitars being played over by the fire, maybe that was the music he&#039;d heard last night? He wrestled himself back into the moment, looking downwind, and sniffing at the air for the hyena he&#039;d been getting intimately aware with the scent of over the last day. Nothing yet&hellip; until the snap of a stick in the brush just beyond the treeline drew his gaze, and what he saw made Aaron&#039;s blood run cold.<br /><br />\tDom&#039;s full height and bulk, yellow eyes glinting from under the added heft and bulk of the ghillie suit, running straight at him from one of the nearest points of the treeline with the bin squarely between the two. Aaron froze for just a split second in terror at that, before he remembered he had a job to do; he was going to take his chance to put Dom in his place! The bunny dug his toes in and hopped straight for the bin, jumping neatly over it and planting both feet, digging his toes into the turf and powerfully hurling himself forward like a javelin straight at the hyena, who had definitely not expected this. The two bodies collided, hard, and Aaron imparted the full force of his airborne body into Dom&#039;s chest, knocking the hyena flat in his tracks and landing squarely atop him, still ten feet from the bin. Aaron was stunned, as was Dom, and they wound up sitting there, panting, for a few moments before they heard a shout from the treeline. It was Reggie.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Holy crap! Guys, the new kid got Dom!&quot; Reggie was shouting into the woods, and squirrels started appearing from the treeline as Aaron quickly got up and checked on Dom, still shaking from his fight or flight response, pumped to the gills with adrenaline.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Uh, sorry, you alright? I didn&#039;t mean to hit you that hard,&rdquo; Aaron admitted. Dom batted the rabbit&#039;s hands away, tugging the helmet off.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;It&#039;d take more than that to hurt me, dude,&rdquo; Dom laughed. It was a &lsquo;polite&rsquo; laugh. A fake laugh, forced as a politician&#039;s in that curious way that&#039;s convincing at surface level, but some nuance - or lack thereof - makes it sound as uncanny as a dead-eyed smile looks. Aaron didn&#039;t like this, which felt weird, because he realized that meant he was getting used to the more freaky, loud hyena-laughing Dom was more prone to when they weren&#039;t around the parents and not trying to put on his polite voice. &ldquo;You know what that means, though, right?&rdquo; the hyena grinned his menacing grin again. Aaron was confused for a second, but it was quick to dawn on him, especially as Dom held out the helmet to the little rabbit. even as the squirrels were congratulating him on their first collective win against the hyena.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Oh, no,&quot; Aaron said, taking the helmet. Roadie was quick to help Aaron get everything put on, and the rabbit declined additional netting or materials, since the ghillie suit fit far too large on him already. The squirrels outlined the limits of the hiding area again for him - no going past the creek or either of the roads, no vehicles, no RVs, no tents, no climbing trees. Aaron nodded, and the count began.<br /><br />\tAaron darted into the woods. Better if they heard him go one way, where he had no plans to be by the time the count ran out. He knew they were fair about the counting by now, and knew roughly how much time he had. He ran down to the creek, and splashed a hundred feet along it before delving back into the bush, running up one path and then backtracking, forking off a few times and calling upon all his wit and what he remembered from his old comics that had fugitives being hunted, putting himself in their place. He swiftly made his way around, to the other side of the camp from the bin and settled in under a thick, gnarled bramble of invasive vines just as he heard the others venturing into the woods and heading for the creek.<br /><br />\tDom was intent; he was going to get that little rabbit. Nobody could best him at Manhunt, and he was going to prove it. He followed the creek along until he saw footprints - rabbit footprints - in the clay at the shore, and then followed those into the bush. He was frustrated, once he realized the path forked, and grinned. Five minutes in, he was sniffing at the air, roaming through the woods and following every last trace of the rabbit he could. Sweet grass, nervous sweat, fabric softener, stuffed animal. Aaron probably didn&#039;t know that the hyena could tell he slept with one, but he could. Ten minutes in and he was getting frustrated. He gave a little hyena-whoop in the dark. No way Aaron was going to beat him without a fight; if he couldn&#039;t sniff him out, he&#039;d psych him out. A soft, quick series of hyena cackles in the dark, then another, more urgent, more excited and unhinged sounding, issuing an excited-sounding little cackle of stereotypical &lsquo;hyena&rsquo; predatory madness, as he prowled zigzags through the underbrush steadily scenting out the rabbit; renewing his theatrics with each fresh waft of the rabbit&#039;s scent on the breeze. More sweat; anxious sweat, as opposed to sweat from exertion or heat. The hyena gave a sustained little whine, followed by another little belting of cackles, louder now, that echoed in the nearby ravine.<br /><br />\tAaron was so confident in his spot. He was actually getting comfortable there, huddled in and motionless, barely even breathing. He could see the base, but it was across a large field, and two of the Montgomery brothers were guarding the bin, back-to-back. As the time passed, the situation he was in started to eat at his nerves, hearing those movements in the woods, and his sensitive ears picked up distant, quiet hyena-cackles.<br /><br />\tDom&#039;s out there, and he&#039;s pissed. And hunting me! What the fuck, Aaron thought, just before he heard the first real peal of that unhinged hyena-cackling that made his gut tighten again. The excited, nervous, giddy, challenging noise from the hyena got closer, and closer, and was getting loud enough to echo, lightly, off the hills nearby. It sounds like there&#039;s a whole pack of them, he thought, which only made him tremble and huddle down tighter into his hiding spot, braced to shed that ghillie suit and make a run for it any instant now. The cackling grew louder, and nearer, and more frequent; he couldn&#039;t track its source at all, the sound mixing in with its own echo after a bit. He&#039;d give anything to be caught by one of the Montgomery kids at this point. He could hear movement, from several places now, as that cackling grew more ominous and close&hellip;and an abrupt silence fell in the woods&hellip; &nbsp;The rabbit dug his toes into the soft soil, tense and about to launch.<br /><br />\tDom had just heard something; he could&#039;ve swore he heard something. He shut himself up and listened closer. A little shuffle somewhere in the brush, a rustle that would&#039;ve been ignored any other time, but not tonight. It drew his attention, and he prowled closer, signaling to the two older Montgomeries that were flanking him as to the location he&#039;d heard it in. He crept forward, sticking to roots and rocks, anything that could guarantee a silent footfall as he scanned, and saw a suspiciously-shaped shadow under a thick tangle of vines. Dom hopped off his rock, and lunged forward.<br /><br />\tThe shadow bolted, but got caught by an arm half-shucked from the ghillie suit&#039;s jacket, snagging the rabbit dead in his tracks. Dom tackled Aaron with ease, eliciting a high-pitched scream from the rabbit as Dom caught him and -bit- his shoulder. Not hard, but enough to really drive home that the hyena had won, utterly, before the other kids could get there. Aaron felt his feet kick on reflex, and blacked out.<br /><br />\tWhen he came to, there were several squirrels looking down at him. One was Reggie, another Roadie. Two of the moms, and one of the dads as well. He was sitting near the fire, and getting fanned by the squirrels who rejoiced a little.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Easy, sweetie, take it slow,&rdquo; the friendly, chubby squirrel-matriarch said, offering Aaron a juice box. He sat up slowly to accept the offering, and realized quickly that he&#039;d peed his pants. He frowned and looked around at the others, who seemed relaxed - but vigilant, and some chatter started back up as Aaron seemed to regain his senses. He looked around and spotted Dom, sitting on the bin fifty feet away or so, watching the younger kids playing flashlight tag and looking sullen.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Uh, sorry, guys. T-that&#039;s never happened before,&rdquo; Aaron said, and a couple squirrels laughed good-natured laughs.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Ain&#039;t your fault honey, it just happens sometimes, &#039;specially when carnivores don&#039;t mind their manners. Less when you get older,&rdquo; the friendly matriarch said. &ldquo;Call me Auntie Robin,&rdquo; she said, &ldquo;Your folks warn you &lsquo;bout that - goin&rsquo; tonic - right?&quot; Her accent was hard to place.<br /><br />\tAaron nodded; he&#039;d had the talk. Recently. He spent the next few minutes making awkward small-talk. Roadie offered him a pair of spare swim trunks to borrow, and Aaron was grateful; but once he&#039;d gotten changed in one of the tents, the rabbit sighed. &ldquo;I should get back, it&#039;s late&hellip;&rdquo; he said. There was more double-checking that he was going to be alright with the hyena on the walk back than he would&#039;ve preferred, but eventually he made a show of making up with Dom, who seemed oddly sincere in that moment.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Thanks for not being a dick about that,&rdquo; Dom said, abruptly, once they were walking back side-by-side. &ldquo;I, uh&hellip;I didn&#039;t realize it was that easy to get rabbits to flip the switch, heh. Sorry again,&quot; he said sheepishly. Aaron had the sense that Dom really did feel bad about that.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;It&#039;s alright, but&hellip;not cool,&rdquo; Aaron responded, also feeling kind of sheepish and awkward.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, yeah. I get it, that&hellip;that was kind of freaky,&rdquo; Dom said.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You bit me,&rdquo; Aaron said next. Dom rubbed the back of his neck at that, awkwardly.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Just a little. I didn&#039;t break skin; I was just messing with you.&rdquo; Dom said as he tried to defend his actions. It wasn&#039;t an excuse. &ldquo;Is it still sore?&rdquo;&nbsp;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Nah, not really,&quot; Aaron lied, as he rubbed the bruised spot where Dom managed to grab his scruff in his jaws. &quot;Wait&hellip;I didn&#039;t do anything weird, did I?&rdquo; Aaron suddenly asked, realizing that there was a not-insignificant gap in his memory.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;N-nah. Like, do, uh&hellip;do you really want to know?&rdquo; Dom asked.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip; Yeah.&rdquo; Aaron answered.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Well, uh&hellip;you sort of screamed and fell limp and kicked your feet like seven or eight times and kinda&hellip;went glass-eyed for a while,&rdquo; Dom said, rubbing at the back of his neck. They walked in silence for a couple minutes.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip;And pissed myself.&rdquo; Aaron said.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah. I figured I didn&#039;t need to cover that&hellip;&rdquo; Dom said, a little awkwardly.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Thanks. For telling me, I mean,&rdquo; Aaron said after a moment&#039;s hesitation. Another minute passed in silence.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip;Hey Aaron?&rdquo; came the older boy&#039;s gruff voice in the dark as they trudged along the path.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah?&quot; the rabbit responded.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip;I&#039;m calling in my favor. Don&#039;t tell our parents?&rdquo; Dom asked. Aaron thought his voice sounded particularly hopeful for an acceptance.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip; Deal. But you don&#039;t get to make fun of me for peeing my pants.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hard bargain, but&hellip; Deal.&rdquo; the hyena said, with a polite, but genuine this time, laugh. Aaron smiled a little as they rounded the corner into their camp.<br />&nbsp;<br /><br /><br /><div class='align_center'><span class='font_title'>Chapter Four<br />Lucky Rabbit&#039;s Foot</span></div><br /><br /><br /><br />\tAlone, in the dark. A deep, inky darkness that outmatched even relatively keen night vision in the shadows deep in the ravine, with high earthen banks on either side. Slick clay and earth, the occasional jagged tree root that his hands were too mud-slick to hang on to. No choice but to venture further forward, or back, toward unspeakable and faceless dread manifested by the occasional crack of a twig or distant splash and slosh in the creek. Crooked, broken figures looming overhead; trees clinging with their roots into the high walls of the ravine, blotting out what little starlight the clouds didn&#039;t on this sweltering summer night. A distant noise; a bird? No. No bird. A laugh. An unhinged, primal, quick giggle that only the most innocent, most ignorant could mistake as play. Malice incarnate, excited by some perverse ideal of conquest or brutal intent. Louder, now, and closer, as the ravine tightened and grew deeper. Mud up to ankles, now, bogging down and resisting every endeavor to escape or outrun this pursuit. A weight behind the breastbone, a knot in the stomach, and still closer that unsteady, loping gait of cackling drew, from everywhere. Closer yet, the smell, the reek of potent carnivore wafted on the breeze that delivered simultaneously the more-and-more excited cackling and yowls, the opening stanza that promised a blood-soaked symphony of horrors that bore down closer and closer. Closer even, the snag of a jacket on a jagged branch, caught as final-ditch effort to escape, to flee, to answer the desperate instinct to run into the thick of the bush was foiled. And then the cackling, in his ear now, a glint of two yellow eyes in the pitch dark, and the absolute finality of the latching of jaws to shoulder, and the resounding crack of bone, splintered under their power.<br /><br />\tAaron shot upright in his sleeping bag with a sharp gasp, his heart pounding in his chest so quickly his ears were ringing with its beat as the echoes of that crack in his nightmare coursed through his head. He grasped his shoulder, and winced; it was still a little sore, but thankfully unbroken. His fur was drenched in sweat, and Aaron kicked the sleeping bag off of him, shivering a bit as the cool night air rushed to greet him. His sense that he wasn&#039;t alone remained, and his eyes glanced over to the other side of the tent. Dom had kicked his sleeping bag off at some point too, the inside of the tent layered with condensation. Aaron carefully unzipped the window nearest himself to let some air in through the screen, bringing with it the slightest bit of warm yellow glow from the lights strung up in camp. It was late, and quiet, and as Aaron&#039;s eyes refocused, they landed back on Dom.<br /><br />\tThe hyena was fully erect in his briefs as he slept. And he was big. Aaron found himself inexplicably fascinated by it; by Dom in general. He wanted to be closer, to explore, to feel the hyena. Maybe even smell him, up close. It wasn&#039;t like in his dream, no; Dom was&hellip;different. He didn&#039;t reek, he was civilized. They&#039;d both showered before bed, and Dom wore this faintly spicy deodorant that masked his natural scent surprisingly well. It was Dom, though; Aaron knew that much. Unique to the hyena, and he didn&#039;t know why, but it drove him nuts. Aaron adjusted his own tenting briefs for a few long moments&hellip;and, perhaps fueled by the adrenaline and relief of having survived his nightmare, he crept closer.<br /><br />\tIt was a simple motion, up to his knees and then across that blanket-rug to kneel beside Dom. The hyena was in his usual sleeping position, a forearm over his eyes, and a hand resting atop his stomach. Aaron gazed down at his briefs, closer, eyes wide in the almost-complete dark and taking in everything he could. Dom was wearing white briefs tonight, affording Aaron visible contours. The slight dip between the hyena&#039;s big balls. The rim where his sheath failed to stretch further, and then the probing tip of his erection stretching up behind the waistband of his briefs. Frustrating darkness showed where that waistband parted from Dom&#039;s stomach, any further view masked by black pubic fur and shadow. Aaron was trembling; his erection was so hard it hurt, and he needed to do something. He needed to do something more than what he did last night. He needed&hellip;Dom? The rabbit extended a trembling hand, gently brushing his fingertips over the tufts of black pubic fur sticking out of the waistband of the hyena&#039;s briefs. Yeah&hellip;he needed Dom. He didn&#039;t know why, or how, but Dom made him feel a way he wasn&#039;t quite able to put a finger on. It was unreal, the way Dom kind of scared the shit out of him, but at the same time, he would show these occasional glimpses at something softer, there. Something genuine and personable, that Aaron found&hellip;attractive.&nbsp;<br /><br />\tIs this a crush? Aaron asked himself, fingers gently sifting over that pubic-fur tuft, before the rabbit briefly panicked, realizing what he was doing. There&#039;s no way he&#039;d be into it, right? But&hellip; Aaron argued with himself for a few moments, before a finger landed on the underside of that impressive lump in Dom&#039;s underwear, and just -touched- it, feeling the barely-pliant skin and the heat of that girth beneath the millimeters-thick layers of cotton. A second finger joined the first, and before he could even stop himself, his palm was lightly resting atop Dom&#039;s captive arousal, holding it. Aaron was shuddering with arousal by now, his briefs a slick of precum inside as the rabbit knelt there beside his sleeping friend. Bunkmate. Bully. Crush. Fuck it. Here we go&hellip;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip;Hey, Dom?&rdquo; Aaron said in the dark, softly, but loud enough that he knew Dom would stir. And he did. Aaron didn&#039;t move his hand.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Mmnn?&rdquo; came a groggy, still-mostly-asleep mumble from the hyena.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip;It&#039;s not gay if you&#039;re on top, right?&rdquo; Aaron asked. He gave a gentle squeeze, and felt Dom throb in his hand. That little twitch sent a thrill through the rabbit that made him tremble head to toe all over again.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Wha..? Mnfff&hellip;I knew you were a faggot,&rdquo; Dom said, gruff and groggily. He didn&#039;t move to stop Aaron though, as the rabbit gave another stroke and little squeeze on his cock. &ldquo;&hellip;I&#039;m not gay,&rdquo; he reasserted.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip; Yeah, I know. I&hellip;I don&#039;t know if this is a gay thing,&rdquo; Aaron said quietly as he laid down beside Dom, careful to not get too close, for some reason, despite his hand resting atop Dom&#039;s erection. &ldquo;It&#039;s&hellip;different,&rdquo; he said. Aaron&#039;s heart was pounding again, as he scooted over and brought his muzzle to the side of Dom&#039;s chest, the short rabbit trembling still as he looked up to Dom, who still hadn&#039;t brought his forearm away from his eyes. &ldquo;Could we, though..? M-maybe, like- you could&hellip;bully me some more?&rdquo; he asked, his voice dropping down to a faint whisper. Dom dropped his forearm away from his eyes- accidentally bumping Aaron atop the head with his elbow.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Uh? &hellip; You want me to bully you?&rdquo; he asked, chuckling a little at the incredulity of hearing that. He was pretty sure he knew what Aaron meant, though, even if Aaron didn&#039;t. A couple years affords a lot of experience at their ages. &ldquo;It&hellip;might not be fun,&rdquo; Dom said, after nothing but an awkward, sheepish silence hung in the air after his playful mocking. &ldquo;Like&hellip;we&#039;re not playing tag, you know.&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;That&#039;s okay,&rdquo; Aaron said, steeling his resolve. &ldquo;&hellip;Can I see it?&rdquo; he asked, already using his thumb to pull the waistband of Dom&#039;s underwear further from his belly. Dom sighed, and sucked his belly in a little.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, take it out. And, uh&hellip;j-just do what I say and try not to make any loud noises, okay?&rdquo; Dom said in his husky whisper, scooting a bit to lift his hips and help Aaron get his briefs down. &ldquo;You too. Doesn&#039;t make much sense now,&rdquo; the hyena said with a faint, polite, chuckle, grabbing at Aaron&#039;s briefs&#039; backside and tugging on them.<br /><br />\tAaron marveled as Dom&#039;s briefs came down, and he caught his first up-close look at the hyena, nude. He was huge in Aaron&#039;s eyes; black-fleshed, at least five inches long, and probably an inch and a half across. A slight diamond-shaped glans at the end of his dick, and his sheath was thick, and spongy. His scent was&hellip;pure Dom. He was getting very acquainted with that. A pair of hefty nuts were nestled in his gray-furred sack, the size of walnuts, and a little strip of tufty black fur had already sprouted at the base of Dom&#039;s sheath down the mid-line of his sack. Aaron squirmed as Dom peeled his precum-drenched underwear down in turn, realizing he was baring his ass to the hyena in the low light. Another trembling shudder wracked him.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip;Think your dad&#039;s getting it from mine like this too?&rdquo; Dom asked as he slowly came about to the situation, and the freedom he&#039;d been afforded. His heart was beating a little faster, too, as he used a strong hand to urge the rabbit&#039;s face into his crotch. &ldquo;..Think your sister would want a piece?&rdquo; he growled playfully, thinking of her. Well, his mental picture of her. It was too easy to project that onto Aaron, and Dom didn&#039;t mind it in the least. &ldquo;Might rip her apart though, huh? I heard rabbits are pretty little,&rdquo; he growled. Aaron was compliant, maybe a little too compliant for Dom, so he wrestled his dick away from the rabbit&#039;s grasp and took it, smearing his precum on Aaron&#039;s nose and lips with a rough smash of his glans to the rabbit&#039;s astonishingly soft fur.<br /><br />\tAaron knew better than to protest at this point. He was in for the long haul, and the commentary about his dad and sister barely even registered as his face neared Dom&#039;s lap and he ended up with his nose getting smeared with dick. Dom&#039;s powerful scent blotted out all others in the tent before long and Aaron found himself, a moment later, opening his mouth and laying his tongue across the underside of Dom&#039;s cock, feeling it throb as the rabbit carefully threaded that hyena&#039;s member beside his buckteeth and onto his tongue. Dom gripped the back of his head, and pulled him down, sinking his dick deep and skating across the rabbit&#039;s buckteeth lightly. Dom hissed through his teeth.&nbsp;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Fuckin&#039; rabbits,&rdquo; he growled with a hint of amusement. &ldquo;No good for blowjobs&hellip;better just get me good and slippery dude. You&#039;ll thank yourself in a minute,&rdquo; he panted, palming Aaron&#039;s ass and kneading that soft, pliant globe of rump-cheek under his fingers. How is their fur so soft? Their -everything- so soft? Dom thought to himself, exploring down and feeling Aaron&#039;s balls, amazed at how silky and fine the fur was there. Aaron shuddered and kicked a foot as he was groped, and then choked as Dom&#039;s insistent pulling on his ear drove the black hyena dick to the back of his throat. Dom eased up after Aaron gagged twice in a row and let him up for air. Aaron heaved in a breath and had to take a second to calm down. He was trembling uncontrollably now, the slick, salty, slightly-bitter taste of Dom&#039;s precum coating his mouth. Aaron spit on Dom&#039;s tip and used his soft hand to smear it around the hyena&#039;s member, making it glisten in the low light&hellip; &nbsp;He knew what was coming, and wanted to be well prepared.<br /><br />\tDom sat up, and dug around for something; his discarded briefs, bunched up in the corner of the tent. He kicked their rug to the side and manhandled Aaron almost effortlessly to kneel on the tarp tent-floor, and then pushed him down to his hands and knees. Aaron gave a shaky whimper as Dom plied his ass-cheeks apart and spat a thick glob of slimy carnivore saliva right onto his pucker, before rubbing it in with a thumb.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;H-hey Dom?&rdquo; the young rabbit asked, shimmying to get his knee off a rock under the tent, and spreading his legs, pushing his butt up in the air as he submitted to the hyena.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip;Yeah?&rdquo; Dom said as he knelt, feeling the rabbit&#039;s big feet between his knees as he shuffled forward and loomed over the young rabbit.&nbsp;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip;Y-you can use your real voice. Y-you know&hellip;&rdquo; the rabbit uttered, as he felt the hyena hovering close.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Weirdo,&rdquo; Dom teased, before stuffing his wadded up briefs against the end of Aaron&#039;s muzzle, and lowering his head to growl, gruffly, just four or five belts of a hyena-cackle, hushed in the dark. &ldquo;Open your mouth, queer.&rdquo; &nbsp;Aaron complied, and Dom crammed that wadded cotton into the rabbit&#039;s mouth, preemptively muffling him. Dom&#039;s hands were not gentle, and not timid. In contrast to Aaron&#039;s handling, the hyena&#039;s was positively rough, and this was no exception. Dom gripped Aaron&#039;s shoulder - the one that hadn&#039;t been bitten earlier - and pushed him down until his chest was smashed into the ground, and his jaw pinned shut by the pressure of his weight on it. The rabbit&#039;s arms were useless with the hyena&#039;s weight atop him.<br /><br />\tThere was a thick slip up the back of his balls, and over his taint. Aaron knew what it was, and what was coming, but that wasn&#039;t enough to prepare him for the moment. Dom&#039;s hot breath huffed at the back of his long ear, and after an awkward smear and squeeze, the hyena gave a deep, chesty vocalization as Aaron felt his ass stretching wide around that hyena&#039;s dick. It hurt, and Aaron cried out into his gag, squinting his eyes but silenced by a gruff huff of Dom&#039;s voice.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Shut up, you wanted this,&rdquo; Dom said with a low growl, gathering the rabbit&#039;s ears together in a hand and using them as a handle with which to anchor the rabbit&#039;s head toward the floor, as Dom pushed into that hot, plush rabbit-ass, groaning again at the sensation. Fuck, rabbits are the perfect amount of soft. Dom was panting, tongue lolling a bit and dripping drool onto Aaron&#039;s back as he ground himself deep before pulling back just a half-inch, and digging forward again. He felt Aaron tense abruptly and give another muffled yelp out, as Aaron&#039;s prostate fell in line with Dom&#039;s probing cocktip and was compressed, wedged under that rock-hard hyena cock.<br /><br />\tAaron couldn&#039;t help himself. He was pinned, captive, mounted and gagged and he could do nothing but ride this out, ride out the whims of the older boy. The pain was fading, replaced by an intense fullness in his guts and the slick friction of the hyena churning, plowing into him and against his prostate, making his dick jump sharply with each pass. He whimpered, and yelped, and winced as Dom tugged his ears. Aaron knew they were tough, and could take it, but it still brought tears to his eyes, coupled with the upwelling of confusing emotion and the intensity of this moment, his senses flooded with Dom&#039;s smell and weight against his back.<br /><br />\tDom took his own turn to shudder as his balls smashed tight to the back of Aaron&#039;s, and he felt the rabbit&#039;s plush ass-cheeks squeezed to his pelvis, tail twitching against his stomach. Dom growled again to the rabbit and lowered his head, with another subtle, soft series of real hyena-giggles, quick and short and soft, under his breath as he swiped a drooly lick across Aaron&#039;s cheek.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You&#039;re fucking mine, queer,&rdquo; the hyena&#039;s husky voice uttered before he pulled back, several inches, and slammed forward roughly. Aaron grunted, and a hot jab in his belly made him lightheaded. He slumped his cheek to the cool tent floor, desperately hanging on to lucidity at this point as the hyena began to fuck him with rough, rutting pounds against his ass. Aaron&#039;s dick felt like it was about to burst, it was so hard. He could feel dribbles of slimy precum hanging from his tip and swinging, cool in the air and, propelled by the rough fucking from the hyena over him, landing in the fur on his thighs and calves. Dom bore more weight against him, tugged his ears harder, growled and snarled and cackled that terrifying, unhinged, feral cackle out under his breath as that savage rutting intensified and the tension rose.<br /><br />\tDom was running on instinct. Drunk on the power of the moment, and could tell Aaron was beyond composure by now as well. He lowered his muzzle, huffing deeply, building, the building pressure in his nuts and the pleasure of burying himself in the rabbit again and again getting to be too much. He didn&#039;t realize it until it was already done; and Aaron&#039;s sharp cry of surprise was cut short by just a little additional pressure as Dom&#039;s jaws tightened around the rabbit&#039;s neck, near where it met the shoulder.<br /><br />\tDom could smell sweat. Rabbit. Hyena. The heavy-hanging miasma of sex. He could taste the salt of Aaron&#039;s sweat, and feel the feeble shudder as the rabbit struggled on what little air he had; what little air Dom allowed him to have, through what, to Dom, was feather-light manipulations of his jaws. One quick breath in, another hold, and a shudder. His hips clapped, again, off the rabbit&#039;s soft ass, then churned forward and hilted as Aaron shook beneath him, and the rhythmic pattering, wet sounds of shots of rabbit-cum spattering the tarp floor of the tent as the rabbit succumbed to his efforts. Dom allowed the rabbit another gasp of air and a fraction of a second of a choked, muffled cry before tensing his jaw ever-so-slightly again to cut it off and silence the rabbit again. Aaron&#039;s ass fluttered and clamped rhythmically around him, exactly what he needed in that moment, as the rabbit, in blind panic, struggled feebly beneath him.<br /><br />\tDom shuddered and grunted out gruffly, and, luckily, manged to draw his jaws away from Aaron&#039;s throat just in time for that last shuddering stroke that buried his throbbing cock to the hilt again. The hyena&#039;s climax surged through him and poured out thick, gluey gouts of hot hyena cum into Aaron&#039;s belly, one after another as his rock-hard cock throbbed in the rabbit&#039;s tight ring. The rabbit could feel them coming, pouring fluid heat into his belly that welled up and made his guts flutter, all while his own cock kept trying to send up fresh shots of cum into the puddle beneath him. He wasn&#039;t sure if he orgasmed or not, the last several minutes had been a blur of overwhelming sensations.<br /><br />\tAn uneasy silence followed in the moments after, broken only by the ragged panting of the two, and an occasional, loping &lsquo;heh-&hellip;heh&rsquo; from the hyena as he gave slow, languid, long churns of his hips, relishing in the somehow-still-tightness of the rabbit boy&#039;s ass.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip;Not bad, heh. I shoulda&#039; just fucked you this morning, huh?&quot; he joked. Aaron didn&#039;t respond, and Dom nudged him. &ldquo;Hey&hellip;You okay, dude?&rdquo; he asked, and, worried, he pulled back and let his cock slide, slowly, out of Aaron&#039;s ass, still half-hard. He eased Aaron over and looked at him, the rabbit&#039;s hands going up and pulling at the underwear in his mouth. Dom had forgotten about that, and hurried to help him. &ldquo;Fuck, heh&hellip;sorry, man,&rdquo; he said quietly. Aaron&#039;s eyes were wet with tears; Dom could see them in the growing light, as dawn approached. &ldquo;Oh, fuck, dude. Hey, are you okay? I didn&#039;t hurt you did I?&rdquo; Dom asked, immediately concerned.<br /><br />\tAaron shook his head and wiped his eyes, sniffling. He wasn&#039;t sure why he was crying, but he croaked out a feeble, &ldquo;I&#039;m okay. Sorry, I just&hellip;&rdquo; he trailed off, and even through his teary eyes, he saw genuine concern on Dom&#039;s face. Aaron didn&#039;t know what overcame him in that moment, but he reached out and grabbed Dom, and hugged him, burying his face in the hyena&#039;s fur and clung to him tightly. Dom was stunned for a few long moments, before he simply embraced Aaron and held him as the rabbit shook for a few moments and heaved a few shaky sobs out, and several wet sniffles.&nbsp;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;H-heh, hey&hellip;uh, it&#039;s alright, dude. Maybe I got a little rough, uh&hellip;I tried to warn you,&rdquo; he mumbled. &ldquo;I didn&#039;t mean to scare you that bad, fuck. Running theme, huh?&rdquo; he asked, with a half-hearted chuckle. Aaron laughed a little too.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Sorry, y-yeah, uh&hellip;it was just a lot to take in. It wasn&#039;t bad; I wasn&#039;t really scared&hellip;&rdquo; Aaron croaked, sheepishly. His ass was so sore. His dick, too, for some reason. His balls felt like he&#039;d just wrecked on his bike. Deep down inside him, he could still feel that gluey, thick hyena cum stuck to his insides. Dom scooted back and helped Aaron over the mess on the tarp floor - a problem for tomorrow - and laid back on his sleeping bag, with an arm around Aaron, just holding him.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Hey, uh&hellip;you wanna sleep with me til morning?&rdquo; Dom asked. &ldquo;Not, uh, not that that&#039;s far off,&rdquo; he said. Birds were starting to sing.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, I&#039;d like that,&rdquo; Aaron said quietly. It was true; he would. And did. His face rubbed into Dom&#039;s shoulder fur and he buried his face against his friend, still trembling until he fell asleep a few minutes later, pressed close against the hyena&#039;s side.<br />&nbsp;<br />-<br />&nbsp;<br />\tAaron awoke after a few hours of dreamless sleep, feeling something, someone, stirring beside him. He blinked in brief confusion before the ache under his tail brought the memories back and he rubbed his neck, a little sore but not as bad as his shoulder still was.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Heh-hey. I was wondering when you&#039;d wake up,&rdquo; Dom said, surprising Aaron for a brief moment. Aaron&#039;s face was tucked under the hyena&#039;s arm, the rabbit curled in the fetal position at his side. All Aaron could smell was Dom, and he smiled.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Uh, hey&hellip;&quot; he said a little awkwardly, &ldquo;Uh&hellip;sorry,&rdquo; Aaron said, pushing himself up to sit, rubbing his nose and fidgeting to get his ears laid back behind his shoulders again. He was hard again; and again cursing his rabbit heritage.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Parents are up&hellip;got up like a half hour ago,&rdquo; Dom said. &ldquo;&hellip;Uh, we should probably get dressed.&rdquo; &nbsp;Dom was hard, too, his erection laying heavily across his pelvis, nestled in his pubic fur.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip;Do you think they&#039;ll come looking for us?&rdquo; Aaron asked. He couldn&#039;t stop himself, and reached out to hold Dom&#039;s cock, squeezing it in his fingers lightly as he signaled his intentions. Dom groaned - a low, sort of mooing noise of approval as he ground his hips upward, pushing into Aaron&#039;s astonishingly soft fingers.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Ffffff&hellip;fucking horny rabbits,&rdquo; he growled playfully, giving a look, this playful, wicked grin that &hellip;seemed liberated, in a way Aaron hadn&#039;t seen yet. There was a new understanding there, shown in that expression that gave Aaron a thrill. &ldquo;&hellip;You aren&#039;t going to cry again, are you?&rdquo; He asked. Aaron was embarrassed for a few moments, but shook his head, and then gasped as Dom pulled him down and laid him out, climbing over the rabbit and straddling his chest, the hyena&#039;s knees in his armpits and keeping him from even putting his arms down. Dom grabbed his own dick and started stroking it, just a few inches in front of Aaron&#039;s face, and Aaron&#039;s eyes widened. Dom was looking out the window every few seconds, and wasting little time.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip;Where&#039;s your plushie at?&rdquo; the hyena asked, panting softly. He was drooling precum already, and Aaron stared as it dripped into his chestfur.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;How&#039;d you know?&rdquo; Aaron asked, blushing as Dom smeared his drooling dick to his lips. He leaned down to suck on Dom&#039;s cocktip, closing his eyes and relishing in that potent, musky, masculine carnivore taste as the hyena stroked himself faster, bumping his tip to Aaron&#039;s buck teeth.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;I can smell it&hellip;could when you were moving in even,&rdquo; Dom said, with a huff. &ldquo;C&#039;mon, where is it?&rdquo; he grinned, smearing his cock against Aaron&#039;s muzzle and whiskers, smashing his glans right against the rabbit&#039;s nose to smear his precum in good. He wanted the rabbit to smell him all day. Aaron wasn&#039;t complaining.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;&hellip;It&#039;s in my duffel bag. At the bottom,&rdquo; Aaron said, blinking as the hyena abruptly pulled away and started digging around in the duffel bag, &ldquo;You can really smell him..? Your nose is that sensitive?&rdquo; Aaron wondered, and as he was freed from under the hyena, his hands immediately went to his stiff cock and started stroking it, using his sheath as a bit of a sleeve as he usually did. Dom produced the plush in short order; which for some reason embarrassed Aaron a little; a blue hedgehog. Dom laughed a little as he climbed back up over Aaron, pinning the rabbit boy&#039;s arms down against his sides, now. Dom sat back on the rabbit boy&#039;s chest, looking out the window of the tent again, briefly.&nbsp;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, heh. I don&#039;t think herbivores really get how sensitive carni&#039; noses are. C&#039;mon dude, suck it some more,&rdquo; he said, smearing his dick back to Aaron&#039;s lips. Aaron obliged, and opened wide, letting Dom cram his glans in the side of his mouth, tucking behind his buckteeth and along his tongue. Aaron lapped at him and suckled a noisy slurp around the hyena&#039;s dick. Dom turned, and as he was stroking his drooling dick into Aaron&#039;s muzzle, he rubbed the plushie to the rabbit boy&#039;s dick. It wasn&#039;t the softest plush, but it was enough to make Aaron gasp as the felt-like fabric rubbed on his sensitive boyhood. Aaron squirmed and took the plushie in his hands, smearing his cock to the toy&#039;s belly, eager to take over as he shivered, suckling at Dom and staring up at the big hyena boy looming over him, as his taste filled his mouth.<br /><br />\tAaron positively squirmed in his spot. He couldn&#039;t get much movement with his arms pinned, but the plush afforded just enough friction that he could grind his erection against it for a little thrill, but was mostly just chafing himself on the dry fabric. Dom wasn&#039;t wasting time though, occasional nervous checks up through the tent&#039;s screened window giving a sense of urgency; but the hyena still caught him by surprise and without warning. A sudden, thick bolus of intensely flavored, slightly-bitter almost-gel welled up on his tongue and made him gag in surprise, sputtering and coughing as the hyena crammed his dick deeper into the rabbit&#039;s mouth and stroked himself harder, grunting and milking out more and more of that thick slime that gurgled in Aaron&#039;s throat as he choked. Aaron didn&#039;t hear the parents&#039; first call for the kids to come to breakfast, but Dom did.<br /><br />\tAaron was just about to shudder and pull himself back when Dom yanked his hips back and let Aaron up, and the rabbit curled to his side and coughed a few times, before giving a few forced swallows. Dom surprised Aaron again, when the hyena&#039;s hand grabbed the rabbit&#039;s short, narrow dick and the plushie simultaneously, and started tugging him briskly with the plush squeezed to the belly of his dick.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;C&#039;mon dude, hurry up,&rdquo; Dom whispered with a gruff growl, tugging Aaron relentlessly. Aaron was shuddering and grabbing at Dom&#039;s hand as he tried to clear his throat and catch his breath, but Dom didn&#039;t stop. Aaron didn&#039;t need to take over, ultimately. He didn&#039;t need to stop Dom, either. The boy&#039;s hips jerked as he tensed, and gave a choked little &lsquo;ah!&rsquo; out as his dick jerked and throbbed, and shot several high-pressure squirts of thin rabbit cum out. The first fired clear across the tent and spattered the opposite wall several feet away, the second landing on the rabbit&#039;s bunk on the other side of the tent. Dom adjusted his grip and grinned, smearing Aaron&#039;s dick into the belly of the plush and making sure his last three shots soaked into the toy&#039;s fur, the hyena panting quietly and taking the toy after Aaron was done, wiping his own dick clean and smearing the dregs of his much thicker, white, globby cum into a slimy web on the toy&#039;s face before tossing it back onto Aaron&#039;s sleeping bag. &ldquo;C&#039;mon dude, let&#039;s go get breakf--&rdquo;<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Kids! Breakfast!&rdquo; shouted both dads, in perfect synchronization. They probably thought they were being clever.<br /><br />\tAaron and Dom answered in accidental unison, &ldquo;Be right there!&quot; Their eyes locked, and both laughed a little, still catching their breath as they hurriedly tried to clean up as best as they could and put on their swim trunks, and clean t-shirts. Dom was the first out of the tent and two strides into his brisk walk over to the parents&#039; camp along the shore, when he heard Aaron&#039;s voice from the tent.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Dom! Dom, wait!&rdquo; came the hoarse whisper. Dom stopped and looked back at the rabbit.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;What? Come on, dude.&quot; the hyena said, puzzled.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;I&hellip;I can&#039;t stand up. D-dude, my legs are shaking too much.&rdquo; Aaron said, horrified. Dom laughed and headed back to the tent.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Don&#039;t be weird dude, you&#039;re fine,&rdquo; he said. A bit of helpful manhandling from the hyena stood him up, and the rabbit unsteadily found his footing, though his knees were still trembling weakly. Dom grinned even more, pride swelling a bit, knowing he caused that.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;W-what the fuck&hellip;d-dude,&rdquo; Aaron laughed at how unreal it felt; shaky like he was last night, but unstable and a little weak, too. It was hard, but he managed to get himself together enough to walk to the parents&#039; camp on his own power. Dom slowed down to make it look less obvious that the rabbit was carefully picking his way along. Aaron slumped heavily onto the bench of the picnic table after the walk over, and Dom sat across from him as Jack spoke up.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Lookin&#039; a little stiff there this mornin&#039;, son,&rdquo; the elder rabbit commented. Aaron looked, briefly, horrified and lost as to how to respond, and Dom chimed in without missing the beat.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;You were sayin&#039; your legs were sore, right?&rdquo; the hyena said to Aaron, who snapped his gaze to Dom. &ldquo;That&#039;s what he gets for racin&#039; me yesterday, heh-heh! Was it worth the win?&rdquo; Dom asked with a toothy grin. That toothy grin. Aaron wondered how the hell Dom was acting so normal - for Dom at least - after all that had happened since just an hour or two before dawn.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah, heh. I guess I pushed a little too hard,&rdquo; he said, relaxing slowly as he eventually realized that everything was going to be okay.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Dom&#039;s a quick one for his size. Gonna be a hell of a footballer in high school, aren&#039;t ya&#039;?&rdquo; Ted commented. Dom rolled his eyes.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah Dad. Just like you were,&rdquo; he said. He didn&#039;t want to fall into the trap of inviting another one of his dad&#039;s tired football stories.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Well, good thing we&#039;re not going anywhere today. Except sitting in some inner tubes, at least! You guys all ready for a float trip?&rdquo; Jack asked.<br /><br />\t&ldquo;Yeah!&quot; both boys said in unison.<br /><br />\tAaron was particularly looking forward to the prospect of soaking his backside in the cold river water for a few hours.<br /><br /><br /><div class='align_center'>-END-</div></span>",
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