{ "submission_id": "3526996", "keywords": [ { "keyword_id": "17266", "keyword_name": "1990s", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "124" }, { "keyword_id": "11734", "keyword_name": "90s", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "599" }, { "keyword_id": "840773", "keyword_name": "aaron lapin", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "9" }, { "keyword_id": "469269", "keyword_name": "age 10", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "50" }, { "keyword_id": "467936", "keyword_name": "age 8", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "13" }, { "keyword_id": "6564", "keyword_name": "anger", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1821" }, { "keyword_id": "678", "keyword_name": "anthro", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "225345" }, { "keyword_id": "22745", "keyword_name": "anthropomorph", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1153" }, { "keyword_id": "5471", "keyword_name": "anthropomorphic", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "27805" }, { "keyword_id": "32004", "keyword_name": "apology", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "103" }, { "keyword_id": "25351", "keyword_name": "armpit", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1896" }, { "keyword_id": "343963", "keyword_name": "armpit fetish", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "349" }, { "keyword_id": "9863", "keyword_name": "armpit hair", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1139" }, { "keyword_id": "5578", "keyword_name": "bandage", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1111" }, { "keyword_id": "79162", "keyword_name": "bandaged", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "86" }, { "keyword_id": "7422", "keyword_name": "bandages", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1834" }, { "keyword_id": "4630", "keyword_name": "barefoot", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "17235" }, { "keyword_id": "81044", "keyword_name": "barepawed", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "734" }, { "keyword_id": "1209", "keyword_name": "bdsm", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "24004" }, { "keyword_id": "792609", "keyword_name": "before the fall", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "36" }, { "keyword_id": "507503", "keyword_name": "bisexual male", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "8" }, { "keyword_id": "54180", "keyword_name": "bite mark", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "168" }, { "keyword_id": "158225", "keyword_name": "bite marks", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "410" }, { "keyword_id": "1007", "keyword_name": "blood", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "21520" }, { "keyword_id": "206301", "keyword_name": "blood stain", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "8" }, { "keyword_id": "516", "keyword_name": "blowjob", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "46978" }, { "keyword_id": "378", "keyword_name": "bondage", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "74381" }, { "keyword_id": "503", "keyword_name": "boner", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "11390" }, { "keyword_id": "217", "keyword_name": "boners", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "338" }, { "keyword_id": "606888", "keyword_name": "btf", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "38" }, { "keyword_id": "57", "keyword_name": "bunny", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "113641" }, { "keyword_id": "44265", "keyword_name": "bunny rabbit", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "6133" }, { "keyword_id": "8245", "keyword_name": "bus", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "733" }, { "keyword_id": "7054", "keyword_name": "camper", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "73" }, { "keyword_id": "6728", "keyword_name": "camping", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1798" }, { "keyword_id": "47669", "keyword_name": "campsite", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "94" }, { "keyword_id": "18424", "keyword_name": "choking", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "3160" }, { "keyword_id": "221806", "keyword_name": "climax denial", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "110" }, { "keyword_id": "4659", "keyword_name": "crying", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "14071" }, { "keyword_id": "37", "keyword_name": "cub", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "284747" }, { "keyword_id": "5307", "keyword_name": "cub porn", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "12182" }, { "keyword_id": "448", "keyword_name": "cubs", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "19505" }, { "keyword_id": "12962", "keyword_name": "cum in mouth", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "16282" }, { "keyword_id": "153974", "keyword_name": "cum in underwear", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "243" }, { "keyword_id": "3644", "keyword_name": "dialogue", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "18857" }, { "keyword_id": "115531", "keyword_name": "dialogues", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "85" }, { "keyword_id": "908", "keyword_name": "dominance", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "2313" }, { "keyword_id": "166922", "keyword_name": "dominant/submissive", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "104" }, { "keyword_id": "840774", "keyword_name": "dominic crocutto", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "9" }, { "keyword_id": "25930", "keyword_name": "dom/sub", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1071" }, { "keyword_id": "128348", "keyword_name": "ear pull", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "49" }, { "keyword_id": "132985", "keyword_name": "ear pulling", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "195" }, { "keyword_id": "193479", "keyword_name": "edged", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "36" }, { "keyword_id": "36690", "keyword_name": "edging", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1650" }, { "keyword_id": "24195", "keyword_name": "eight", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "61" }, { "keyword_id": "1887", "keyword_name": "ejaculation", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "10853" }, { "keyword_id": "2348", "keyword_name": "emotion", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "405" }, { "keyword_id": "7653", "keyword_name": "emotional", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "850" }, { "keyword_id": "10010", "keyword_name": "emotions", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "450" }, { "keyword_id": "263", "keyword_name": "erection", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "67563" }, { "keyword_id": "116155", "keyword_name": "erection under clothes", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1437" }, { "keyword_id": "408421", "keyword_name": "erection under clothing", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "381" }, { "keyword_id": "3043", "keyword_name": "excessive cum", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "7259" }, { "keyword_id": "47803", "keyword_name": "excessive precum", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "505" }, { "keyword_id": "15944", "keyword_name": "face fuck", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "558" }, { "keyword_id": "58992", "keyword_name": "face fucking", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1433" }, { "keyword_id": "71584", "keyword_name": "fappable", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "76" }, { "keyword_id": "1413", "keyword_name": "fiction", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "918" }, { "keyword_id": "1912", "keyword_name": "fishing", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1043" }, { "keyword_id": "6280", "keyword_name": "fishing pole", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "101" }, { "keyword_id": "83954", "keyword_name": "fishing rod", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "100" }, { "keyword_id": "22596", "keyword_name": "frustration", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "453" }, { "keyword_id": "1557", "keyword_name": "furry", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "124445" }, { "keyword_id": "1057", "keyword_name": "gag", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "11319" }, { "keyword_id": "6387", "keyword_name": "gagged", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "8586" }, { "keyword_id": "47623", "keyword_name": "gagging", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "594" }, { "keyword_id": "236", "keyword_name": "gay", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "152044" }, { "keyword_id": "37170", "keyword_name": "gay male", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "3240" }, { "keyword_id": "2096", "keyword_name": "gay sex", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "15064" }, { "keyword_id": "462", "keyword_name": "handjob", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "15279" }, { "keyword_id": "16008", "keyword_name": "hard on", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1983" }, { "keyword_id": "511", "keyword_name": "hyena", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "19547" }, { "keyword_id": "60297", "keyword_name": "labor", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1253" }, { "keyword_id": "33154", "keyword_name": "labour", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "70" }, { "keyword_id": "5576", "keyword_name": "long ears", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "4105" }, { "keyword_id": "41180", "keyword_name": "lop eared bunny", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "911" }, { "keyword_id": "72117", "keyword_name": "lop eared rabbit", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "534" }, { "keyword_id": "69946", "keyword_name": "lop rabbit", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "46" }, { "keyword_id": "165", "keyword_name": "male", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1212814" }, { "keyword_id": "10308", "keyword_name": "male/male", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "127694" }, { "keyword_id": "42664", "keyword_name": "male solo", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "24914" }, { "keyword_id": "1817", "keyword_name": "masturbating", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "11686" }, { "keyword_id": "690", "keyword_name": "masturbation", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "48209" }, { "keyword_id": "1461", "keyword_name": "medical", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1747" }, { "keyword_id": "52042", "keyword_name": "medical procedures", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "132" }, { "keyword_id": "6053", "keyword_name": "musk", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "10613" }, { "keyword_id": "30102", "keyword_name": "nostalgia", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "449" }, { "keyword_id": "125439", "keyword_name": "nostalgic", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "107" }, { "keyword_id": "4439", "keyword_name": "oral sex", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "21273" }, { "keyword_id": "82039", "keyword_name": "orgasm control", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "311" }, { "keyword_id": "12789", "keyword_name": "orgasm denial", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1885" }, { "keyword_id": "56591", "keyword_name": "orientation", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "63" }, { "keyword_id": "50633", "keyword_name": "orientation play", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "560" }, { "keyword_id": "3826", "keyword_name": "outdoors", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "14510" }, { "keyword_id": "3187", "keyword_name": "outside", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "11803" }, { "keyword_id": "2087", "keyword_name": "panting", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "4604" }, { "keyword_id": "12916", "keyword_name": "pred", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1021" }, { "keyword_id": "1685", "keyword_name": "predator", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "2802" }, { "keyword_id": "23976", "keyword_name": "predator prey", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "707" }, { "keyword_id": "9102", "keyword_name": "predator/prey", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "2187" }, { "keyword_id": "95586", "keyword_name": "pred/prey", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "42" }, { "keyword_id": "1684", "keyword_name": "prey", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "2990" }, { "keyword_id": "192125", "keyword_name": "pubic fluff", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "564" }, { "keyword_id": "37416", "keyword_name": "pubic fur", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1761" }, { "keyword_id": "1699", "keyword_name": "punishment", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "4730" }, { "keyword_id": "186", "keyword_name": "rabbit", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "140733" }, { "keyword_id": "3377", "keyword_name": "rage", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "969" }, { "keyword_id": "6007", "keyword_name": "realization", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "45" }, { "keyword_id": "8751", "keyword_name": "red squirrel", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "827" }, { "keyword_id": "8899", "keyword_name": "regret", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "247" }, { "keyword_id": "909", "keyword_name": "romance", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "9209" }, { "keyword_id": "1333", "keyword_name": "rope", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "8452" }, { "keyword_id": "10925", "keyword_name": "rope bondage", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "2557" }, { "keyword_id": "86953", "keyword_name": "rope play", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "155" }, { "keyword_id": "4355", "keyword_name": "ropes", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "2802" }, { "keyword_id": "299407", "keyword_name": "rv", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "34" }, { "keyword_id": "21184", "keyword_name": "school bus", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "130" }, { "keyword_id": "56790", "keyword_name": "separation", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "30" }, { "keyword_id": "76", "keyword_name": "sex", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "134681" }, { "keyword_id": "49549", "keyword_name": "sexual exploration", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "223" }, { "keyword_id": "63269", "keyword_name": "sexuality", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "122" }, { "keyword_id": "7916", "keyword_name": "short story", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1165" }, { "keyword_id": "47255", "keyword_name": "speciesism", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "195" }, { "keyword_id": "1009", "keyword_name": "spotted hyena", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1870" }, { "keyword_id": "412359", "keyword_name": "stealth masturbation", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "48" }, { "keyword_id": "29769", "keyword_name": "stealthy", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "23" }, { "keyword_id": "948", "keyword_name": "story", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "14258" }, { "keyword_id": "3012", "keyword_name": "story series", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1967" }, { "keyword_id": "801795", "keyword_name": "straight jorking it and by it well lets justr say my peanits", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "60" }, { "keyword_id": "775", "keyword_name": "submission", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "4034" }, { "keyword_id": "15121", "keyword_name": "sweat", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "22347" }, { "keyword_id": "15362", "keyword_name": "tent", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1521" }, { "keyword_id": "29643", "keyword_name": "testing", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "261" }, { "keyword_id": "45829", "keyword_name": "thick cum", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "98" }, { "keyword_id": "438889", "keyword_name": "tied ankles", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "110" }, { "keyword_id": "496814", "keyword_name": "tied feet", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "92" }, { "keyword_id": "111447", "keyword_name": "tied hands", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "926" }, { "keyword_id": "10926", "keyword_name": "tied up", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "8087" }, { "keyword_id": "70209", "keyword_name": "tourist", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "44" }, { "keyword_id": "92756", "keyword_name": "underarm", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "50" }, { "keyword_id": "1409", "keyword_name": "wound", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "500" }, { "keyword_id": "10315", "keyword_name": "wounded", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "470" }, { "keyword_id": "4834", "keyword_name": "wounds", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "389" }, { "keyword_id": "73501", "keyword_name": "young romance", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "24" } ], "hidden": "f", "scraps": "f", "favorite": "f", "favorites_count": "16", "create_datetime": "2025-01-17 04:59:57.974728+00", "create_datetime_usertime": "17 Jan 2025 05:59 CET", "last_file_update_datetime": "2025-03-16 04:13:35.104044+00", "last_file_update_datetime_usertime": "16 Mar 2025 05:13 CET", "username": "beforethefall", "user_id": "1271311", "user_icon_file_name": "344782_beforethefall_balootodd.gif", "user_icon_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/large/344/344782_beforethefall_balootodd.gif", "user_icon_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/medium/344/344782_beforethefall_balootodd.gif", "user_icon_url_small": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/small/344/344782_beforethefall_balootodd.gif", "file_name": "5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.doc", "file_url_full": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/full/5482/5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.doc", "file_url_screen": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/screen/5482/5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.doc", "file_url_preview": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/5482/5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.doc", "thumbnail_url_huge": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/huge/5482/5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.jpg", "thumbnail_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/5482/5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.jpg", "thumbnail_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/5482/5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.jpg", "thumb_huge_x": "300", "thumb_huge_y": "280", "thumb_large_x": "200", "thumb_large_y": "187", "thumb_medium_x": "120", "thumb_medium_y": "112", "files": [ { "file_id": "5482519", "file_name": "5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.doc", "file_url_full": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/full/5482/5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.doc", "file_url_screen": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/screen/5482/5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.doc", "file_url_preview": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/5482/5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.doc", "mimetype": "application/msword", "submission_id": "3526996", "user_id": "1271311", "submission_file_order": "0", "full_size_x": null, "full_size_y": null, "screen_size_x": null, "screen_size_y": null, "preview_size_x": null, "preview_size_y": null, "initial_file_md5": "96c04e8892d2ac5f895874119330e8b6", "full_file_md5": "96c04e8892d2ac5f895874119330e8b6", "large_file_md5": "", "small_file_md5": "", "thumbnail_md5": "d31c2ffadb448417b23bf58a1c93684c", "deleted": "f", "create_datetime": "2025-03-16 04:13:35.104044+00", "create_datetime_usertime": "16 Mar 2025 05:13 CET", "thumbnail_url_huge": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/huge/5482/5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.jpg", "thumbnail_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/5482/5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.jpg", "thumbnail_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/5482/5482519_beforethefall_btf-tent3.jpg", "thumb_huge_x": "300", "thumb_huge_y": "280", "thumb_large_x": "200", "thumb_large_y": "187", "thumb_medium_x": "120", "thumb_medium_y": "112" } ], "pools": [ { "pool_id": "95584", "name": "BtF Canonical Shorts", "description": "Short stories from the canon Before the Fall universe; a horny, mostly good-vibes romp with kid-core 90's summer break vibes. Check out the BTF World Primer for notes and details on the setting.", "count": "20", "submission_left_submission_id": "3437727", "submission_left_file_name": "5482511_beforethefall_btf-tent2.doc", "submission_left_thumbnail_url_huge": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/huge/5482/5482511_beforethefall_btf-tent2.jpg", "submission_left_thumbnail_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/5482/5482511_beforethefall_btf-tent2.jpg", "submission_left_thumbnail_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/5482/5482511_beforethefall_btf-tent2.jpg", "submission_left_thumb_huge_x": "300", "submission_left_thumb_huge_y": "280", "submission_left_thumb_large_x": "200", "submission_left_thumb_large_y": "187", "submission_left_thumb_medium_x": "120", "submission_left_thumb_medium_y": "112", "submission_right_submission_id": "3599601", "submission_right_file_name": "5531391_beforethefall_btf_-_easter_bunny.doc", "submission_right_thumbnail_url_huge": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/huge/5531/5531391_beforethefall_btf_-_easter_bunny.jpg", "submission_right_thumbnail_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/5531/5531391_beforethefall_btf_-_easter_bunny.jpg", "submission_right_thumbnail_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/5531/5531391_beforethefall_btf_-_easter_bunny.jpg", "submission_right_thumb_huge_x": "300", "submission_right_thumb_huge_y": "280", "submission_right_thumb_large_x": "200", "submission_right_thumb_large_y": "187", "submission_right_thumb_medium_x": "120", "submission_right_thumb_medium_y": "112" }, { "pool_id": "96652", "name": "Dom & Aaron", "description": "Stories that feature the hyena Dom and his rabbit friend Aaron who were introduced in \"Tent\". These shorts follow their story, all organized in chronological order.", "count": "10", "submission_left_submission_id": "3437727", "submission_left_file_name": "5482511_beforethefall_btf-tent2.doc", "submission_left_thumbnail_url_huge": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/huge/5482/5482511_beforethefall_btf-tent2.jpg", "submission_left_thumbnail_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/5482/5482511_beforethefall_btf-tent2.jpg", "submission_left_thumbnail_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/5482/5482511_beforethefall_btf-tent2.jpg", "submission_left_thumb_huge_x": "300", "submission_left_thumb_huge_y": "280", "submission_left_thumb_large_x": "200", "submission_left_thumb_large_y": "187", "submission_left_thumb_medium_x": "120", "submission_left_thumb_medium_y": "112", "submission_right_submission_id": "3599601", "submission_right_file_name": "5531391_beforethefall_btf_-_easter_bunny.doc", "submission_right_thumbnail_url_huge": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/huge/5531/5531391_beforethefall_btf_-_easter_bunny.jpg", "submission_right_thumbnail_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/5531/5531391_beforethefall_btf_-_easter_bunny.jpg", "submission_right_thumbnail_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/5531/5531391_beforethefall_btf_-_easter_bunny.jpg", "submission_right_thumb_huge_x": "300", "submission_right_thumb_huge_y": "280", "submission_right_thumb_large_x": "200", "submission_right_thumb_large_y": "187", "submission_right_thumb_medium_x": "120", "submission_right_thumb_medium_y": "112" } ], "description": "Oh yeah, the third installment, picking up where we left off last episode. First post of the new year, woo!\n\nAs always if you enjoyed yourself, have feedback, notes, or anything you'd like to share don't hesitate to leave a comment and let me know!\n\nSpecial shout out to [iconname]StupidSquirrel[/iconname] for letting me use his super-cute gray squirrel Dexter in a super super minor mention, but I wanted to canonize that kid in this universe to maybe give the poor guy a slightly safer world to hang out in from time to time. ;) If you aren't following him yet please go do so! He's got some great stories and does way better at getting emotion across than I do!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Oh yeah, the third installment, picking up where we left off last episode. First post of the new year, woo!

As always if you enjoyed yourself, have feedback, notes, or anything you'd like to share don't hesitate to leave a comment and let me know!

Special shout out to \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tStupidSquirrel\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t		\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tStupidSquirrel\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
for letting me use his super-cute gray squirrel Dexter in a super super minor mention, but I wanted to canonize that kid in this universe to maybe give the poor guy a slightly safer world to hang out in from time to time. ;) If you aren't following him yet please go do so! He's got some great stories and does way better at getting emotion across than I do!", "writing": "Content Warning: Cub/cub (10M/8M) romance, masturbation/fantasy, orientation, pred/prey (thematic), Sweat/Musk, Blood/medical (minor/from past injury), parental discipline, harsh words, 90's-era slurs/teasing, light bondage, edging/orgasm denial\n\n[center][t]Before the Fall[/t]\n\n[i]“Tent Pt.3”[/i]\n\nby beforethefall [Inkbunny][/center]\n\n\n\n \n\n[t][center]Chapter One\n\n“Refractory”[/center][/t]\n\nDawn came far too soon for Dom. The sun was still hidden behind the trees, but the brightness in the sky informed him that the sun was already well on its way to being up as the hyena squinted his eyes and rubbed them. He stretched, yawned, and tasted iron as he smacked his lips, which brought the memory of the night before flooding back to him. His eyes shot open to find Aaron laid at his side, curled up in a fetal position under the hyena's blanket. The rabbit's feet, still discolored with fresh soil from the night before, were nestled against Dom's naked hip, and Aaron's face was pressed in against the hyena's side. He was breathing softly, still asleep. \n\nDom could see a pair of dark crimson stains on the back of the rabbit's neck where his canines had punctured the rabbit's skin the night before. He frowned as a fresh rush of guilt welled in his stomach, and threatened to bring frustrated and disappointed tears to his eyes; Dom could've sworn he was biting the rabbit's shoulder last night. Coupled with that guilt was a sickening realization that there was no hope of hiding this from their parents. He knew from the aftermath of several of his fights with his brothers that bite punctures were different from little scrapes and scratches, and they needed to get washed out with antiseptic - a deeply unpleasant experience - or else they could get infected, which was a whole different world of hurt. He didn't have the heart to wake Aaron up though; not yet. Aaron wasn't actively bleeding, so instead, Dom whiled away a little longer mulling over in his head how, exactly, he was going to explain this. It wasn't Aaron's fault; Dom would have to take the heat for this on his own. He wasn't any stranger to being in trouble, anyway, and for once, he felt like he deserved it.\n\n“Wake up, Aaron,” Dom said quietly after another twenty minutes had passed, as he jostled the rabbit at his side gently as a few of the sun's rays broke through the trees. “We should get dressed before our parents get up.\"\n\nAaron stirred, first burying his face in against Dom's side a little tighter, before uncurling and stretching. The rabbit winced and vocalized a bit of pain as he stretched a little too far, and the thoroughly bruised muscles in his belly protested accordingly.\n\n“Ow...I think you bruised my spleen,” Aaron complained, rolling onto his back with his rock-hard morning wood standing straight up in the air. He rubbed tenderly at the spot just above his bellybutton where Dom kicked him the night before. Dom frowned, despite the fact that Aaron didn't seem to remember or realize how dire his situation was the night before. It took Dom a second to come up with a response.\n\n“... Sorry, dude. Are you really hurt?” the hyena asked, with a bit of concern.\n\n“Nah. I don't think so. Just sore...My throat hurts worse.” Aaron admitted, rubbing his at his neck and hissing through his teeth at the sharp sting when he touched the relatively fresh wounds on the front of his neck that mirrored those in the back.\n\n“Uh...about that,” Dom said, leveling his nerves. He sat up, still nude but half-covered by his blanket. “You...uh. I put holes in you last night,” he mumbled sheepishly, “T-they don't look like big ones, but...My mom knows how to wash carnivore bites out. It's going to suck...”\n\nAs Dom trailed off, Aaron's expression transformed, slowly, from confusion to concern.\n\n“Oh, shit. No, Dom! I told you not to hurt me, remember? Why did you bite me so hard?\" the rabbit's anxiety began to spike as he dug for a makeshift mirror, settling on a cassette tape case in which he desperately tried to glimpse his reflection. “Dude my dad is going to KILL you, what the fuck Dom! They're going to find out what we've been doing and--” the rabbit was cut off by Dom.\n\n“They aren't going to find out [i]shit[/i] but what we want them to find out. We made a deal,\" he lied; Aaron never agreed to it. “If you get hurt we come up with a story and fucking stick to it.”\n\nAaron was too bound up in shock and nerves to protest or even recall their conversation the day prior.\n\n\"We get dressed and act like everything is normal and let THEM spot the blood stains,” Dom said, with a slight husk to his already-gravely voice. “Then we,” he air-quoted, “[i]Come clean[/i] about roughhousing after lights-out and yeah, [i]maybe I bit you a little[/i] when we were goofing around but neither of us realized I broke skin.” Dom had been pulling this con for a while. This was the formula; a small pain and punishment to prevent a big pain and punishment. A false admission seeded by partial truth to make it more believable.\n\n“I'll just go shower and wash my fur out, they won't have to know-”\n\n“It'll get infected, dude. You don't want that, trust me,” Dom said as he reached out and grabbed Aaron's hand, holding it. “Relax, man. I'm taking the fall. It'll be fine. It's my fault anyway. All you have to do is follow my lead and let my mom fix you up, okay?\"\n\n\"What if they get mad?\" Aaron croaked, on the edge of tears in his panic. “I don't want you getting in trouble. I don't want our dads to get mad at each other.” Dom squeezed his hand tighter and mournfully looked to the rabbit.\n\n“Dude...I fucked up. We've gotta do this, alright? We can't get out of it, but we can make it less bad. Just...try to play it cool and play it off as no big deal, okay? You aren't gonna get in trouble,” he tried to reassure Aaron, but the tears welling in the rabbit's eyes began to fall, and for some reason, the sight broke Dom's heart. The rabbit lunged for him and threw his arms around Dom's shoulders, Aaron burying his face in Dom's neck and holding him tight. Aaron trembled, just holding the hyena for a long few moments.\n\n“I don't want them to split us up,” Aaron finally mumbled, sniffling wetly while muffled in Dom's fur. Dom just hugged the rabbit against him and sighed.\n\n“I don't think we can get around that, dude. It'll only be a few days, probably. Better this way than the other,\" Dom reassured Aaron, who couldn't quite stop sobbing for a few long moments as the hyena held him. Minutes passed as Aaron slowly composed himself and rubbed the tears out of his eyes, but soon the pair were pulling their clothes on and preparing to face their fates.\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nAaron picked at his bowl of cereal quietly at the picnic table, unable to help but look pensive as Dom tried to lighten the mood, flicking pieces of his own cereal off his spoon and into Aaron's bowl from across the table. It had only been ten minutes or so but the parents hadn't noticed, and were simply chatting about the plans of the day. Aaron couldn't believe how casual Dom was with all of this; the older hyena boy was chatting and talking with the adults like nothing had happened, even fully-well knowing that something was about to break. Aaron's attention snapped from where it had wandered as he heard his name.\n\n“Hey, Aaron. You've got something in your fur, honey,” Margie - Dom's mom - said from across the table. Aaron shrunk, until Dom kicked him in the shin under the table. The rabbit winced.\n\n“Huh? W-what do you mean?” Aaron asked, remembering to play dumb. As he looked up to Margie, he saw Dom shrinking, now, in the periphery of his vision. It was almost imperceptible, but Aaron knew Dom's body language well enough at this point..\n\n“Oh, honey - you're bleeding!” Aaron's mom, Bonnie, started in as her attention was drawn to her son. Dom let his spoon drop into his bowl with a quiet clink.\n\n“Oh, crap,” Dom croaked with an awkward sort of guilt already evident in his voice. The tone caught Ted's attention instantly despite the other adults' sudden fussing over Aaron, pulling his tank-top's neck down to reveal four perfectly-spaced punctures on either side of the rabbit's neck; two between his collarbones centered right over his windpipe, and two more on his back just below his neck, slightly off-center. Plain as day, upper and lower canines in a full-mouthed bite. Dom didn't appreciate the subtext in the glance toward him from Aaron's mom in the flurry of activity. It wasn't simple disapproval; he saw confirmation of prejudice. He'd just helped reinforce some stupid, preconceived notion she had about hyenas, and he could probably name a few more of them she held based on that look alone. If he weren't already in the hot seat he'd have called it out. Instead, Dom shrunk in his seat as more and more sets of eyes locked on him. His ears pinned back.\n\n“[i]Oh, crap?[/i]” Ted asked his son, in a harder, gruffer voice than Aaron had heard the hyena patriarch use thus far. It was far scarier than Dom's ‘rough’ voice; Ted's natural, low growl was only peeking through at the edges, but it was in spite of a lifetime of conditioning and training. What little bit that emerged came out positively steaming with rage, like a nuclear firestorm shining through the cracks in a brick wall that had been built to keep it at bay.\n\n“I, uh, I didn't mean to,” Dom uttered lamely, wincing long before his dad's huge hand clapped on the back of his neck and practically lifted the younger hyena out of his seat at the picnic table. “Ow, fuck-- D-dad, we were just goofing around, I didn't mean to hurt him!” Dom yelped as he was manhandled further from the table into the relative privacy behind the shed, out of immediate earshot of the rabbits as they, along with Dom's mom, fussed over Aaron in the heat of the moment.\n\nAaron watched Dom get drug off until he was out of sight, not even hearing his parents' fussing and concern.\n\n“[i]What the fuck did I tell you, Dom? You can't keep your shit un-fucked for two fucking weeks and play nice with a rabbit kid and stay the fuck out of trouble? What the fuck is your problem?[/i]” Ted hissed once he had Dom's back to the wood siding of the shed. “Why'd you do it? Just bullying him or to prove a point? I swear your brothers grew out of this stupid fucking predator-superiority-complex [i]bullshit[/i] when they were half your age, how the fuck do you even get to the point of biting a sweet kid like that?! He's half your size already! Fuck, you know if the Lapins want to press charges there's not shit I can do for you, you know that, right?! A fucking fight is one thing but [i]hyena bites[/i] are automatically a fucking [i]deadly weapons charge[/i], goddammit Dom!”\n\nDom was used to his dad spiraling like this, but this was a bad one. Maybe one of the worst. He felt like he was about to throw up the half bowl of cereal he'd just eaten, but managed to hold it down as he kept his back to the shed and watched his dad rant and rave, alternating between pacing and coming in nose-to-nose with him. The prescribed course of action was followed; he knew the score. He stayed silent until he heard the magic words.\n\n“[i]Well?[/i] Spill it, what've you got to say for yourself?” Ted asked, once he'd spit most of the furor he could muster out in his ranting.\n\n“I didn't mean to hurt him. We were just messing around,” Dom said, keeping his voice low, and his eyes lower. “We were just roughhousing after lights-out and I guess I bit him harder than I expected. He didn't--\"\n\n“Why the fuck would you bite him at all? You know better, Dom! You could've broken his collarbone! You could've ripped his throat out! Shit, you could've taken his whole fucking head off!” Ted hissed under his breath, still pacing and gesticulating wildly to burn off his rage and adrenaline.\n\n“I wasn't trying to hurt him!” Dom tried to defend himself, though his dad's scowl tempered the fervor with which he responded immediately. “W-we were just roughhousing. I didn't know rabbit skin was that easy to break,” he continued, more softly. Dom surprised himself when he was able to pull up tears from the depths of his soul, though they did little more than well up in his eyes. Furnished by the idea of almost surely getting split up from Aaron, for whom he'd grown quite fond over the last week, far beyond all expectations, and the sense of impending doom that was settling into the pit of his stomach.\n\n“That's the fucking [i]point[/i], Dom. You don't have to try; which is why it's too risky to fuck around with this sort of thing. It's a [i]goddamn miracle[/i] you didn't [i]kill[/i] him biting his throat like that. You're lucky I don't grab a pair of pliers and pull your fucking fangs out myself-- or maybe I can offer Mr. Lapin the honors by way of reparations,\" Ted spat. Dom knew better than to take the threat seriously. His dad was much more inventive with his punishments than that. \"Consider yourself in [i]deep shit[/i] until you hear otherwise. Go sit in the RV until me or your mom comes and gets you.” Ted said, rubbing the bridge of his muzzle. He tried to not let Dom's meager waterworks sway his rage, but it was hard; Dom never was a crier.\n\n“Can I apologize to the Lapins? And to Aaron..?” Dom plead.\n\n“I need to talk it out with them first. Don't think for a second you're getting off that easy, either. You're [i]way[/i] outside the bounds of a sorry fixing this one, Dom,” Ted said, and nudged his muzzle with a smart twitch toward the RV, dismissing the younger hyena.\n\n“Yes, sir,” Dom sullenly said, and once his dad waved him off, did as he was instructed. There was a brief lock of his eyes on Aaron's as the rabbit's parents were doting on him and examining the wounds still, as Aaron sat shirtless atop the picnic table in Dom's usual spot before he almost bumped into his mom, who was exiting the bus with the all-too-familiar first aid kit in her hand. The brief glance from his mom was soft; the sort of reassurance that no matter how bad his dad's ranting and tirade was, everything was going to be okay in the end - and it probably wasn't as bad as his dad made it seem. His mom always gave him the benefit of the doubt.\n\nDom sat on the stairs of the converted bus and hugged his knees, looking out the open door toward Aaron as the adults put water on the camp stove to boil. Guilt churned in the hyena's stomach; he had sat where Aaron was more times than he could count over the years, and knew fully well what the rabbit was in for. Aaron didn't seem to have any idea, or he'd probably be looking a lot more nervous. The rabbit just looked sullen, though, and stared back at Dom as Margie pressed a boiled towel to the wounds on either side of the rabbit's neck. Aaron winced as the wounds were compressed and the intense heat radiated into the sore spots, and for a few long minutes, the adults talked, as Aaron's mom held his hand. Aaron's gaze didn't deviate from Dom's.\n\nDom jealously wished he could be there to hold his hand in Bonnie's place. The look he caught from Bonnie earlier ground against his ego as well, giving the hyena an outlet for some of his anxious energy, something to flip over in his mind to put the steady flipping of his nerves out of mind. He started to realize that the Lapins didn't seem as mad as they probably had the right to be, though- it was a serious moment, yes, but they weren't angry. They just concerned for their son. After all, Aaron had been [i]brutally[/i] assaulted by a [i]big, scary predator[/i]. Jack and Ted talked as they sat across the table from one another; his dad had his serious face and tone on while Jack seemed concerned but more relaxed than Dom had expected. Dom's mom and Bonnie took care of Aaron handily, it was only maybe ten long minutes as compresses were changed out, and slowly the blood clots were soaked out of Aaron's wounds so they could get cleaned properly, before he heard Aaron speaking during a lull in that tense conversation.\n\n“Can Dom come back?\" Dom overheard Aaron asking, and the young hyena rubbed his eyes with the back of his wrist. There's no way the parents could deny the poor, wounded little rabbit using his little voice. Dom was actually impressed at how well Aaron could play the game. Aaron's parents seemed surprised at the request, but soon relented to their son's wishes after a brief, quiet conversation with him. Dom heard his dad speak up.\n\n“He wanted to apologize to you all, anyway. I think it would be good for him to see what he's done,” Ted said. The others just nodded, and Ted waved Dom over.\n\nDom rubbed the bridge of his muzzle but got up and walked over, not too fast. He kept glancing to Aaron who maintained eye contact as best as he could with Dom, trying to reassure him. Dom knew better than to speak first. Ted obliged him.\n\n“You're in it deep, Dom. But you already know that; because you know better than this. Aaron told us what happened, and the Lapins have decided to be [i]gracious[/i] and not make a big deal out of this, lucky you. But you still owe them an apology; especially to Aaron.\" the patriarch hyena said.\n\n“I'm sorry Mr. and Mrs. Lapin. It was an accident I swear. Aaron's cool and I didn't want to hurt him, I guess we just got caught up in the moment.\" Dom explained. It was true, too. \"It won't happen again,” Dom continued, sullen, as his eyes caught Aaron's. A fresh wash of regret churned in his stomach as he saw his mom opening one of the sterile wound washes from their first aid kit. “Aaron, dude. I'm especially sorry to you. I didn't realize how rough I was being, and...” Dom was surprised at how easily this came to him. It helped that it was the truth, for once, “...and it was stupid of me to try to roughhouse like that with you anyway. I promise I won't do it again.” He reached a hand out to shake with Aaron- and Aaron took his hand, and held it instead. Dom's heart melted, just a little, as his eyes locked on the rabbit's.\n\n“It's okay Dom. I know you didn't want to really hurt me,” Aaron said, his voice breaking a bit. He held Dom's hand tight as he saw Margie approaching with the syringe. Dom squeezed reassuringly on Aaron's hand.\n\n“Hey, uh- it's easier if you don't see it coming,” Dom advised, which drew Aaron's gaze to his own. “Just...try to hold still, it doesn't hurt so bad if you don't squirm around and make her have to go in twice.\" Aaron's big eyes just stayed locked on Dom's, the rabbit looking worried but resolved.\n\n“O-okay. I'm ready, I guess,” the little rabbit said, as his mom took his other hand to provide some added reassurance.\n\nMargie was skilled with this sort of thing; nursing experience plus raising three hyena boys had prepared her well, but no amount of steady hands and gentle prep could make it exactly easy. As the first wound was flushed out with wound wash, Aaron yelped and clenched his eyes shut, kicking his feet against the picnic table bench and squeezing Dom's hand so tight that he thought the rabbit might hurt himself all over again. Aaron tried to be tough, but it stung so bad, and so deep; Dom knew exactly what he was going through in that moment.\n\nDom uttered encouragements and reassurances to Aaron, who latched onto him for comfort through the ordeal. It only took a minute, probably less than that, before Margie finally swabbed his wounds with a bit more disinfectant that stained the rabbit's fur brown-orange, and pressed gauze pads to the four spots before taping them down with fur-safe medical tape.\n\nAs soon as he was let free, Aaron thrust himself against Dom and hugged him tight, to the confusion of the elders. Dom took the opportunity to hug the rabbit, though, careful of the fresh bandages as Aaron wiped his tears in against Dom's t-shirt and collected himself, sitting up and sheepishly glancing to the adults.\n\n“Alright, Aaron,” Margie spoke up, “You can go play - but keep those as clean as you can for a couple days. Sorry, but that means no more swimming for a few days either, hun.”\n\n“O-okay,” Aaron sniffed, still struggling to recover his composure.\n\n“Maybe that's for the best. You know, they just opened a new museum in that tourist-trap down the highway. Believe it or Not!” Bonnie said, with a consoling smile. “Maybe we can do that and put off the water park for a few days? We could catch a show while we're in town too,” she suggested. Aaron smiled, as things started looking like they were going to be more okay. Dom knew better, even before his dad spoke up.\n\n“You all should go ahead, and have fun. Dom and I have some work to do around the campsite.” Dom didn't like the sound of that, coming from his dad. “After all. Someone has to pay for the medical bills. Margie's services don't come cheap,\" he joked with the rabbit parents, who gave a bit of a lame chuckle. Aaron just looked disappointedly at Dom, who gave a helpless shrug back.\n\n“Sorry again, dude. Does it still hurt?” Dom asked Aaron, rubbing awkwardly at the back of his neck.\n\n“I'm fine,” Aaron lied. The wounds were throbbing, but he wasn't going to victimize himself to his parents any further than he already was, nor throw Dom any further under the bus than he already was. They'd made a deal.\n\n\n\n[center][t]Chapter Two\n\n“Rehabilitation”[/t][/center]\n\nDom panted as he hefted freshly chainsawed logs onto the old stump again and again, hacking at them with a maul until he could get a wedge into place. He flipped the maul over and used the blunt end to drive the wedge through, splitting the logs one-by-one into proper firewood. It was only one modest little tree that had fallen a couple years ago, but it felt like they'd gone through at least ten of them since he'd found the rhythm to keep up with his dad on the chainsaw, cutting that tree's trunk and larger branches down to length at roughly the same rate Dom could split them.\n\nHe knew this was part of the process. The initial explosion was always the worst part, when his dad was brimming with fresh rage. The stern, stony-faced disappointment phase that followed almost always involved a fresh lesson in the value of brutally hard work. Dom's arms were screaming for mercy, as were his back and core muscles. His blistered grip was just beginning to falter on the maul's handle before his dad spoke up.\n\n“Alright, that's enough. The rest can go on the fire as-is once it's cut to length.” Ted said; flat-voiced and stern, still. “Go wash up and help your mom set out some lunch, then we'll talk about your sleeping arrangements for the night.” \n\nDom hated that tone, and hated more that it sounded like his chores and punishment weren't done quite yet. His legs were shaky; he was starving-hungry after the aborted breakfast earlier that morning, and the sawdust stuck to his sweat-soaked fur to the extent that it had worked its way down to his skin over time, making him itch and burn as it rubbed his skin raw. He only managed a panted, “Yes, sir,” in response. He fetched the wedge and hefted the maul onto his shoulder before he headed to hang them back up in the shed. He knew better than to drop them where he stood, no matter how bad he wanted to. He'd learned that lesson plenty of times before. The shed was left open since his dad still had the chainsaw, and Dom headed to rinse the worst of the sawdust and sweat from his fur.\n\nHe undressed and shook his shirt, shorts and underwear out, carefully plucking stubborn bits of sawdust from the fabric and brushing it until he was satisfied they were clean, then turned on the faucet. He was so tired he was numb, but the water was soothing and as it ran through his fur that numbness was replaced by fresh guilt, as he thought back to the night before. He could see Aaron's unfocused gaze, glass-eyed and...not really gasping for breath, just going through some sick, reflexive motion of doing so. He was sure he was the only one who knew just how close of a call they'd had. It was a miracle that the only lasting effects were a few puncture wounds in Aaron's neck after all that. He was thankful that Aaron seemed to be okay this morning, in the light of that understanding.\n\nHard labor in 'Dad's Labor Camp for Kids,' he and his brothers' pet name for this ritualistic punishment, rarely went without protest nor complaint. Dom had uttered neither. He simply complied, secretly agreeing that he'd crossed a line that he didn't want to tread near again. The regret, guilt, and confused, anxious anger gave way to another sensation that was more alien to Dom, as he felt himself stoop and rub his hands to his face under the water. Relief, that Aaron seemed okay in the end, and maybe didn't remember the worst of the trauma last night, aside from a surely-sore asshole and neck, and a few minor scrapes and bruises at least.\n\nHe was surprised, abruptly, as he realized he'd been sobbing into his hands under the stream of water, his sinuses burning and face aching as he strained to stay quiet, undetected in that little bit of privacy. He didn't even try to claw his composure together. Not yet. He wasn't sure why, but he needed this. There wasn't much that he wouldn't do for just a bit of soft reassurance that it was all going to be okay.\n\nHe missed Aaron.\n\nHe wished he could tell someone about it all. Come clean about the whole thing. Own up to his guilt. Own up to what he and Aaron had really been up to over the last four days. There had been so many close calls, already, he was getting tired of keeping it under wraps. It was so hard. Aaron did something to him that he didn't have the right words for. It was innate. Primal. Maybe Mrs. Lapin's look was warranted, after all. Fuck. Mrs. Lapin. She knew something about him, and he hated that she did. He flashed back to that glance, the slightest micro-expression of scorn and disdain for what he was that was masked almost instantly, but not quick enough. In her eyes, he must look like a monster after what he'd done.\n\n[i]What the fuck is happening to you, Dom?[/i] he could hear himself taunting in his head. Bullying himself over having gone soft, all over some stupid rabbit kid. [i]Lucky your fucking brothers aren't here, they'd be all over your ass. They'd have sniffed it out days ago and then you'd be really fucked.[/i] Scolding himself just made him cry harder, as he pulled his hair and ears under the stream of water, clenching his jaw until his teeth ached in protest. [i]If you keep it up you might well fucking kill him on accident some day. Stupid fucking savage... Fuck. He told me he loved me last night. Is that what this is for him? ...Is that what it is for me? Oh, fuck, man, am I really--[/i]\n\nA stern double-knock at the corrugated metal wall snapped Dom out of it with a fresh palpitation in his chest.\n\n“Don't get too comfortable in there. You aren't done yet.” he heard his dad's stern voice from outside. \n\n“Yes, sir,” Dom said, straining to sound even vaguely normal as he turned the water off. “Just trying to get the sawdust out of my fur.”\n\n“Yeah, you and me both. Kick it into gear already, kid.”\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nAaron knew his parents too well to think he'd heard the last of it as they rode together in the family camper-van toward Leviathan Holler. As they were on the long stretch of highway toward the tourist-trap town, Aaron watched the billboards roll by as his parents talked to him in agonizing, radio-less silence while he sat in one of the big plush chairs in the second row seating, fidgeting idly with his seat belt.\n\n“You know you can tell us if he's bullying you. We can talk to his parents if you're afraid of Dom,\" Bonnie said. Aaron frowned.\n\n“He's really nice, you know. You guys haven't even talked to him, otherwise you'd know,\" Aaron said. His eye caught his mom's in the mirror.\n\n“I know, he seems like a nice enough kid,” Bonnie said, sighing, “I just worry he's...maybe not aware enough yet, about how you and he are different.\"\n\n“He's just a hyena! It's not like he's an alien, mom,” Aaron rolled his eyes.\n\n“He's got jaws that can tear through a car tire,” Jack said, which made Aaron groan.\n\n“I'd get in trouble at school for saying stuff like that! It doesn't even matter if it's true, it's not fair and he can't help it. You guys weren't this weird when Dexter broke my wrist,” Aaron challenged, thankful for his gray squirrel friend despite their occasional spats. The summer prior, they'd been playing at the school playground and Dexter tried to tackle Aaron off the top of the monkey bars. To Dexter it was just casual play - something squirrels could do without a second thought. Aaron had no idea how to handle that kind of fall though, and he'd tried to catch himself wrong. He spent six weeks in a cast as a result.\n\nThe silence that followed actually worried Aaron that he maybe went too far. He looked up toward the front of the van and saw his parents both staring straight ahead for a long few moments. Aaron couldn't bear it for long.\n\n“So? So what if he can bite through a tire?\" Aaron blurted despite himself. \"He barely scratched me... I told you it was an accident,” the rabbit said, voice dropping again as he sulked, despite wringing his ears nervously against his stomach.\n\n“Alright, alright. We'll drop it,” Jack relented, much to Aaron's relief.\n\n“We just want you to be safe,” Bonnie added, which made Aaron roll his eyes.\n\n“I could kick his butt if I had to.” Aaron said, defiantly. He wasn't so sure of it, but he made it sound good.\n\n“You'd do better at outrunning him,” Jack said, to which Aaron couldn't help but laugh.\n\n“Yeah, he's slow,” he said, letting a bit of a genuine smile out. “I miss him already. Do we have to go to Leviathan Holler without the Crocuttos?”\n\n“Let's just enjoy the day as a family, alright?” Bonnie asked; as gentle a no as Aaron had heard in a long time, as the van rolled under the big sign that spanned the highway, where a friendly-looking cartoon lake-monster welcomed them to town.\n\n\n\n[t][center]Chapter Three\n\n“Reunion\"[/center][/t]\n\nAround an hour before sunset, Dom sat, exhausted, at the picnic table with his head resting on his crossed arms. Everything hurt, everywhere. Several fingers were wrapped in clean bandages, the blisters from chopping wood handily treated by his mom after he and his dad were done working. A full cord of fresh firewood was stacked under the shed's awning, now, enough wood to get them through another year of camping at least. Ted was asleep in the hammock in the shade.\n\nMargie was cooking, which was a rare sight during the Crocutto camping trips. She was making a camp chili she liked to throw together on one of the easier-going days. It was basically the only thing she ever made outdoors beyond cereal and coffee; Margie always looked forward to the camping trips as a reprieve from kitchen duty. Dom's dad had a strong survivalist ego that was stroked by being the outdoor chef, anyway.\n\nDom barely even noticed the van rolling up the drive, until he heard the van door slide open and clunk in its track, before the young rabbit shouted his name. Dom hardly had a chance to look over before he was tackled by a blue-gray-furred missile that latched around his neck and hugged him tight, pulling him bodily off of the end of the picnic table's bench and tackling him to the ground.\n\n“Huh? Wha-OOF!” Dom uttered in surprise, before he issued a genuinely happy hyena-bark of laughter as Aaron giggled too. \n\n“Aaron!” Bonnie scolded her son, causing Aaron to giggle and get up, offering his hand to Dom quickly to help the hyena up in turn.\n\n“Easy, dude! Heh-ha! Hey, man. How's your neck? What'd you think of Leviathan Holler?” the hyena asked as the rabbit pulled his hand to help him get up. Dom hissed and winced as one of his bandaged blisters was squeezed against.\n\n“It doesn't even hurt anymore. Oh, crap, sorry! What happened to your hands?” Aaron asked, looking concerned as he held Dom's hand, looking at his bandaged fingers. Dom snorted.\n\n“I asked you first, dude. Tell me about your day,\" Dom insisted. Aaron rolled his eyes as he thought about where to start.\n\n“Uhh, well we went to the Believe It Or Not Museum and saw all sorts of cool stuff; they even have a whole section about monsters like Bigfoot and the Lake Aardvark Leviathan! They have a real electric chair there you can sit in too,\" the rabbit giggled, a bit weirdly. \"Then we walked down the road and got lunch at this place that makes veggie sandwiches. Mine had alfalfa and carrots and cilantro and bean sprouts and peanut butter sauce on it,” the rabbit boasted. “We walked around and checked out a bunch of shops and stuff...and then we went to a wild west show where robbers tried to break into a bank and got into a big shootout, and some of their buddies got arrested and put in jail, and then the bad guys that got away came back to break their buddies out! They even had real horses and explosions and stuff, dude!” Aaron was obviously excited and had a good time. It made Dom smile, and he felt a bit of his strength coming back at the refreshing energy of his friend.\n\n“Yeah, yeah. The Roughshod Run Renegades, right?” Dom laughed again. “That's a cool show.” he wagged slowly, settling back in at the table, but straddling its bench now so he could face Aaron, who was sitting similarly. Dom could see most of the way up the leg of Aaron's shorts, but lifted his gaze to meet Aaron's again as the rabbit spoke.\n\n“Yeah, yeah. Oh, I got you something, but I wanna give it to you later,” Aaron said with a big, beaming grin. “So what happened to your hands?”\n\n“Huh? Dude, you didn't have to get me anything...” Dom started, feeling immediately guilty again. He wrung his fingers and rubbed at one of the more sore spots. “Uh. Hard labor,” Dom said, nudging his muzzle toward the freshly split firewood. “Dad made me split firewood,” he admitted.\n\n“Shut up, dude, I wanted to,\" Aaron laughed. \"Ow. With your bare hands?” he asked, ignorant of that sort of hard work yet. Dom laughed.\n\n“No, dude, with an axe. Well, technically a maul and wedge...whatever. But, yeah, all that,\" he gestured toward the stacked firewood by the shed. “I, uh...” Dom kind of sheepishly shifted in his spot, glancing around toward the parents who were minding their own business, though not entirely out of earshot. “I left something for you in your bunk, too,” Dom said, hushed, before continuing more conversationally, “Dad made me move my sleeping bag out. He says just for tonight though so long as I stay out of trouble.” Aaron's expression dropped, and it dragged Dom's down as well. \n\n“You split all that and you're still alive? Jeez, dude! Aw, they're still splitting us up?” he asked, sounding genuinely disappointed.\n\n“Yeah. Just for tonight though. He didn't have me do anything but move my bedroll out. So, uh. I guess enjoy having the place to yourself tonight. I left my tapes in there,” Dom said, trying to spin it in a positive light. Aaron just sulked.\n\n“Where are you sleeping?” the rabbit boy asked. Dom nudged his head toward the shed, which had been cleaned, organized, and swept out. His sleeping bag was rolled out atop a tarp on the hard-packed dirt floor.\n\n“It'll be fine for a night. Mosquitoes don't really bother me too bad anyway.” Dom said, catching Aaron's mischievous grin out of the corner of his eye.\n\n“Yeah, cuz' your breath is so bad it gasses them out,” the rabbit teased, trying to lighten the mood. Dom grinned back.\n\n“At least I got that going for me, huh?” Dom laughed, huffing a breath at Aaron playfully. The rabbit recoiled, which made Dom laugh even more. “Hey, Aaron?”\n\n“Yeah?”\n\n“I'm glad you're back, dude.” Dom said with a warmer smile than he usually held out to folks openly. Aaron smiled back at him.\n\n“I'm glad I'm back too.\"\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nThe night was uneventful, and surprisingly relaxed. Dom was initially worried with the tension in the air before the Lapins left for their day-trip that he might have blown the campout, but as the evening's board games moved on to drinks and cards for the adults and idle fireside lounging for Dom and Aaron, he soon started to relax and realize that, just maybe, it wasn't as big of a deal as his dad initially made it out to be. The aching muscles in his back and arms soon were the only reminders of the day's tone, and Aaron seemed totally unfazed by his injuries. If it weren't for the bandages securely taped in place, it would've been easy to forget all about it..\n\nDom and Aaron sat in the grass just outside the worst of the campfire's heat, their bare feet pressed against the other's as they played a game they'd made up on the fly. They were lazily tossing a ball back and forth, and the person holding the ball would ask a question. The other had to answer before they could get the ball thrown back.\n\n“What's...your favorite kool-aid flavor?” Aaron asked, turning the ball over in his hands.\n\n“Ecto-Cooler. Easy.\" Dom said, eyes tracking the ball as Aaron lobbed it up and across to him. Dom caught it. “Your biggest pet-peeve?” Dom asked, holding the ball as he curled his bare toes against Aaron's, still in awe at how soft the rabbit's furry-soled feet were.\n\n“Kids that say guess-what too much,\" Aaron said. \n\n“Good one,\" Dom laughed as he lobbed the ball to Aaron. Aaron caught it smartly, flopping back in the grass and stretching. His shirt rode up, exposing his bellybutton. Dom helped himself to the view.\n\n“Do you think we'll live in outer space someday?” Aaron asked, throwing Dom for a loop. The hyena slumped back in the grass and looked up at the clear night sky.\n\n“I don't know. There's a space station up there. So I guess technically some people already are living in space,” Dom said.\n\n“No, I mean, like... [i]Us[/i]. Like we could go up there and not have to come back. We could get jobs mining asteroids or bounty hunting or something,\" Aaron said, feeling a little silly and giggling to shake it off as he laced the toes of his right foot with Dom's left.\n\n“Yeah, I don't know. That's pretty Star-Trek. It'd be pretty cool though,\" Dom admitted. Aaron relented, and lobbed the ball into the air. Dom had to sit up to catch it, and promptly flopped onto his back again with a grunt.\n\n“Yeah, it would be,” Aaron admitted.\n\n“Have you ever ...liked a boy before?” Dom asked, hushed as their parents laughed and chatted at the table maybe twenty feet away. There was an uncomfortably long pause.\n\n“Kind of,” Aaron finally said, squeezing his toes around Dom's, gently. “Not...not really like I do you though,” the rabbit said, more hushed.\n\n“Tell me about him?” Dom pressed. Aaron hesitated more, to the point that Dom looked down to see the rabbit sitting up again, fidgeting with his shorts' leg awkwardly. Dom sat up, too.\n\n“He's just this kid from my school. He said he doesn't like boys like that,” Aaron said, quietly. Dom could hear the disappointment in the rabbit's voice.\n\n“Aw, dude. That sucks,” Dom said, offering the ball out to Aaron, who accepted it and rolled it in his fingers.\n\n“It's okay. He can like whatever he wants. Girls like him a lot anyway,” Aaron said, before pausing a few moments as he stared at the ball. “Dom?” he hesitated, before looking up to the hyena. “...You'd be honest if you didn't like me back, right? It's okay if you-” Aaron stopped short, as his voice cracked. Dom was quick to speak over him anyway.\n\n“I'd tell you, yeah,” the hyena boy said. Aaron kept the ball, for now.\n\n“Okay, because you said you weren't gay and-\"\n\n“I'd tell you dude, really. Promise,\" Dom said, looking across to the rabbit. Aaron's gaze stayed fixed on Dom for a few long moments, before he reached out and offered the ball back.\n\n“Almost lights out, time to get ready for bed, boys,\" called Bonnie from the table. Dom and Aaron shared another look, and Dom shrugged, before standing up and helping Aaron stand, too.\n\n“It's in your pillowcase,” Dom simply said, reminding Aaron of what he'd said earlier. Aaron tipped his head, a little confused, but nodded. Before they parted ways for the night, Aaron grabbed Dom for a tight hug.\n\n“Good night, Dom. I'm gonna miss you,” Aaron said quietly, mumbling into Dom's fur.\n\n“At least you won't have to listen to me snore,\" Dom joked, trying to lighten the mood, and Aaron giggled a bit.\n\n“Seriously, dude. Like a dump-truck downshifting. Uh- Seeya in the morning Dom!” Aaron abruptly said when he caught an odd look from a couple of the adults past Dom's shoulder, before he ran off toward the tent by the water. Dom watched him go, before he stopped by to hang out with the adults for a few minutes, mostly for the pretzels they had laid out, to go with the remainder of his bottle of water. It was also fun to watch them play their card games, as rowdy as they were with them.\n\n“You and Aaron are awfully huggy all of a sudden,” Ted observed with a crooked grin. “I don't think I've seen you hug someone other than your grandma in at least two years.” Dom rolled his eyes.\n\n“I think he just feels bad because I got in trouble while he had a fun day out. It's whatever,” Dom said, trying to sound as casual and uninterested about the rabbit as he could. It was true, though; he'd noticed more open affection from the rabbit since he got back from Leviathan Holler too. Dom was surprised when Bonnie laid covering fire.\n\n“Aaron always does this when he feels like he's gotten one of his friends in trouble. He doubles down to make up for it, even if it isn't something he did,\" the rabbit matriarch said.\n\n“I still feel bad for hurting him. I can't believe he didn't notice.\" Dom said, before crunching on another couple pretzels. “Sure knows how to wrestle, though, he's tough for a little dude.”\n\n“He's as tough as they come. He's been begging us to start Taekwondo classes,” Jack said, while slapping down a few cards in rapid succession. “It's important to remember though; rabbits rarely admit we're hurt until we're badly injured. It's part of our nature,” the male rabbit warned, “It's an instinct that we have to work at, all the time. It's...just less disruptive than some other species' instincts.\"\n\n“Like a hyena's laugh,” Dom said, lowly. It was probing, a carefully-calculated nudge at the prejudice he'd detected earlier. Jack was good at playing it off, better than Bonnie, who showed just a flash of notice herself.\n\n“Not too different, I suppose. We've all got our work to do, and some work is harder than other work,” Jack said. Dom rubbed the back of his neck. It was a good argument, and his parents didn't seem to take issue with it. He knew his dad would've come to his defense if the Lapins were out of line.\n\n“Sometimes it doesn't feel fair.” Dom heard himself say. He wasn't sure why he said it, in that moment, and only realized what he'd said when he caught an out-of-character look from his mother, and both of the rabbits. Ted spoke up, almost immediately.\n\n“I've been telling you since you were two that life isn't always fair. It's just one of those things, Dom. It gets easier,” Dom's dad reassured him, before tousling his messy black hair as the younger hyena yawned.\n\n“Yeah, I guess you're right. Anyway uh. Sorry again for the scare,” Dom said, mostly to Jack.\n\n“So long as you understand the seriousness of what happened. Hey - I was wanting to ask you,” the adult rabbit spoke up. Dom looked over curiously as he finished his bottle of water. Jack continued, “Your school - are there many herbivores in your classes with you?”\n\n“Uh... I guess? I never really thought much about it. I guess it's a pretty even split,” Dom said, confused at the question.\n\n“But everyone seems to get along okay?” Jack pressed.\n\n“Oh, well. Yeah, I guess so, aside from like, cliques and stuff, and some people that just don't get along,” Dom said. He'd never really put much thought into relations at his school. “Why?”\n\n“Just curious, is all,” Jack said. He was being evasive, and Dom sensed it immediately. He always had a nose for that sort of thing. His brothers too. Dad called it the Crocutto Bullshit Detector.\n\n“...Okaaaaay,” Dom said suspiciously, which made his dad laugh and smack him on the back. Dom was jarred at the force, and winced as his sore muscles woke back up for a moment to protest the jolt.\n\n“Don't think too hard about it, Dom; you'll hurt yourself,\" Ted joked. \"It'll make more sense soon. Go catch some shuteye, you've got to be about ready to drop dead.\" Dom didn't deny it.\n\n“Yeah, uh, goodnight guys. Thanks again for not making a big deal out of...well, you know,” Dom said sheepishly to the Lapins, before retreating to the shed.\n\n[i]Shit. So this is it for the night,[/i] Dom thought as he looked down at the pathetic, spartan sleeping bag atop a tarp stretched on the floor of the shed. He stripped down to his underwear and hung his clothes on one of the hooks on the back of the door, before clicking the light off and climbing in, burrowing into the relative warmth atop the cold, hard ground. It was going to be a long night.\n\n\n\n[t][center]Chapter Four\n\n“Research”[/center][/t]\n\nAaron climbed into the tent and frowned as he sat on his knees, half-inside the tent, brushing his feet off outside before hauling them the rest of the way in and zipping the door shut behind himself. It seemed empty. The only thing that was missing was Dom's bedroll and pillow, but without that the tent seemed big, open, and worst of all; lonely. Prompted by Dom's words still fresh in his mind though, Aaron crawled over and sat on his bunk, digging his hand in between his pillowcase and pillow, feeling something cool and a bit damp. He pulled it out, quickly realizing it was the T-shirt Dom was wearing this morning. A ratty blue shirt with an old cracked and faded screenprint of Woody Woodpecker on the front.\n\nAaron's nose twitched as he unfurled it, puzzled at first until he realized the shirt had, at one point, been drenched in the hyena's sweat. He could smell Dom - Pure Dom, now, not masked - impregnated into the fabric and he blushed intensely for a moment, until realizing the privacy he had. He balled the shirt up and buried his face in it, breathing deeply at the hyena-infused fabric. The scent was potent. Virile, rich masculinity so pumped full of pubescent hormones it made him lightheded. Hard work. Sun-baked fur, campfire smoke, two-stroke exhaust, sawdust, rust, dust and oil. There was a faint, very faint, hint of Dom's spicy deodorant near the underarms. Aaron closed his eyes and sighed out quietly. He'd be weak in the knees were he not already kneeling, and his erection was now straining painfully in his underwear, captured and bent behind his shorts.\n\nThe rabbit hastily unfastened his fly and stripped his shorts off, crawling into his bedroll and nestling under the blanket. Still hugging that shirt as he burrowed under the sleeping bag, the rabbit shimmied the front of his briefs down and wrapped his boyhood in a fold of his own ear, squeezing himself in its velvety-furred warmth. He inhaled again, flooding his senses with hyena musk and shuddered in spite of the soreness under his tail that re-ignited with the flex of his ring as his boyhood throbbed. Aaron gripped his ear around his slender, pink little member and pumped quietly before he realized he had nobody to hide it from, then openly let his hips churn forward, his legs pushing further apart. \n\nHe moaned into the shirt's fabric and closed his eyes, allowing his senses to focus, purely, on thoughts of Dom. The hyena, laid back in his usual position, asleep. Or, maybe the way Dom would grin as he hovered on all fours over Aaron... [i]Has Dom ever done that?[/i] Aaron couldn't remember, but that wicked troublemaker's grin on Dom's face in his head played exactly how Aaron needed it to, regardless. The rabbit gasped, and not thirty seconds after he'd curled up with the shirt, he shuddered and bucked his hips in a nearly-vibrating stuttered pumping as he pulsed six slick shots of runny rabbit cum into the velvety fur of his ear, muffling his own moaning in the damp fabric of Dom's t-shirt. \n\nAaron panted quietly as aftershocks of his climax wracked him for a further ten seconds before he took a deep, shaky breath and started the process all over, again. He knew perfectly well already that he wouldn't be able to stop himself until either he fell asleep, his dick was rubbed raw, or he was so dry that it hurt to go again.\n\nForty minutes later, he fell asleep with his still-stiff little cock wrapped up snugly in a fold of his left ear, its inside drenched in rabbit seed and the rabbit's balls more empty than they'd ever been since he first started to shoot four years ago.\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nDom laid awake in the shed, sighing as he tried to find a comfortable position, but any prolonged period of stillness simply made his worn muscles start to cramp. His thoughts weren't really racing, but he found his mind wandering randomly as he struggled and vied for a comfortable position on the hard floor. Most of his thoughts were of Aaron. Their conversation, just before the lights-out call was made, came to mind first. He meant what he said to Aaron, he knew that much; he would have told the rabbit if he didn't like him back. He found himself more conflicted on the implication, however. Did that mean he did like Aaron back? The logic was plain, it seemed; he simply [i]did[/i] like Aaron, and he'd all but admitted that to the rabbit.\n\nThis, of course, brought about fresh line of questioning from himself; [i]If you aren't gay, then what are you?[/i]\n\nDom wasn't sure, precisely, why this made him so uncomfortable. The easy answer was that his brothers and peers at school would make fun of him for liking boys. But maybe it wasn't so bad if he liked girls [i]and[/i] boys. At least, certain types of boys... Dom had already well-established his tastes for the feminine amongst his peers. He'd even had a couple girlfriends, already- though never for more than a few weeks. Middle school girls were complicated. Aaron wasn't exactly feminine, though, anyway. He was masculine in his own way, but it was a rabbit's way. Slim, athletic, slender. Aaron was absolutely not a ‘girly’ boy and would never be mistaken for one but by the unfair measure of many carnivores. \n\n[i]Why the fuck does any of that matter anyway?[/i] Dom asked himself. Nothing seemed to fit right. Why couldn't he just like [i]some[/i] guys and not [i]all[/i] guys? There were definitely [i]some[/i] girls he didn't like, and others who he did. Dom couldn't deny that Aaron's body was something he liked. That [i]Aaron[/i] was something that he liked. The hyena frowned and reached down to adjust his persistent erection that had grown over the last few minutes. He curled in on his side and held himself through his underwear, stroking lazily. [i]Is it only Aaron?[/i]\n\nDom sunk his hand into his briefs, and pumped his sheath a few times as his dick drooled a slimy smear of precum into his pubic fur. He let his mind wander, trying to test the theory. There were plenty of attractive guys in his class. There was Donnie, his best friend and one of the only other hyenas in his school, but...no, way too macho. His mind crossed the herbivores he knew, and he soon frowned as he realized that aside from Aaron, he only knew two beyond just a name and a face. Richter, the red kangaroo guy on the track team; he was a bit of a jock and they often hung out in P.E.; Richter used kool-aid to dye all his fur purple on a dare, and liked it so much he just kept doing it for the whole school year last year. He'd seen the kangaroo naked plenty of times in the locker room, so maybe...\n\nDom shortly found himself with his now-limp dick in his hand, and rolled his eyes. [i]Okay, not Donnie, not Ric. Reggie?[/i] The red squirrel kid came to mind, though he had less history with his peer from the Montgomery camp, they'd gone skinny-dipping a few times and hung out enough that Dom could imagine, just maybe... He fantasized about the squirrel boy showing off his cheek pouches, and imagined his dick being buried in one. A faint stirring, but he failed to get going even with that novelty in mind.\n\n[i]Okay, so...[/i] Dom considered, letting Aaron back into his mind's eye. The rabbit's lopsided smile cast across the picnic table as they're eating breakfast. The way he curled up when he slept. The curve at the small of his back before the sharp upturn of his tail. His soft, smooth, furry-soled feet. Those big, warm lop-bunny ears...[i]oh god, yeah,[/i] his perfect, soft ass with the racing-stripe of lighter fur right up the crack. Dom had to admit as he held the fully-hard bulk of his cock's root in his fist that [i]that[/i] image did the trick quite decisively. Dom groaned under his breath and pumped his newly firm dick, smearing a layer of precum back onto himself.\n\nHis mind wandered more, testing around the periphery, now that he was hard again. Back to Richter, imagining the kangaroo bent over how he'd seen Aaron a few times now...no, too big, too muscular. He thought of Reggie, in the same position- and despite feeling a faint throbbing at the idea as he stroked himself, his erection continued to falter with disinterest. Aaron came back to mind again, and Dom bit his lip lightly, rolling his hips as he pumped his precum-drooling dick through his fist again, soon fully hard once again. \n\n[i]Enough teasing, though...[/i] Dom knew there was time for more experiments later; he was tired, and sore, and just wanted to sleep. He slid his briefs off and wadded them at his cock's tip, stroking himself slowly. He let his mind wander again; now to thoughts of Aaron, the things they'd done. A flash of memory brought him back to that horrible moment the night before which threatened to stop him in his tracks, before his frustration barred Aaron from his fantasies for the moment and moved on to his old reliable standards. Jessica, the slinky raccoon girl from Math class; her ass shrink-wrapped in her tight bedazzled jeans as she sat in front of him. That slutty vixen in the centerfold of the magazine he bartered from his big brother; the one with the absolutely rocking tits and tight tummy, you could almost see the fold of her pussy through her fur. He imagined Jessica posed like that, on her back- and himself, climbing up between her thighs and burying his dick right where it belonged as she whimpered his name into his ear.\n\nHis thoughts grew more rapid along with his stroking, the young hyena's mind racing now as his fist pumped thick, black-fleshed cock, his forearm muscles threatening to cramp as he knitted his brow and huffed into his pillow. Visions blurred and became mere concepts, Jessica getting bred on the floor under him, right in front of their whole math class. He'd pull her hair and bite her shoulder and pump her [i]so fucking full[/i]. Dom ground his hips into his hand in desperation, so close but just shy of release. Random chance brought Aaron back to the forefront of his mind, and beneath him in that fantasy, Aaron's eyes locked on his as the hyena bred him face-to-face. Dom could imagine the rabbit's O-face as Aaron clutched around the hyena's aching dick and came. He tightened his fist, and in his fantasy, he leaned down to kiss Aaron hard, biting his lip until it bled. Dom could swear he could feel the rabbit shooting high-pressure squirts of cum into his bellyfur.\n\nDom grunted under his breath and shuddered as his cock jerked and he started to pulse his massive, gluey load into his underwear in thick gouts. His wadded-up underwear grew hot and damp as they were soaked through, utterly, with the hyena's slimy seed. He huffed as he pulsed through his climax and eventually ebbed, still throbbing deeply as he caught his breath. Once he'd recovered, Dom surveyed the damage in the barely-there light filtering through the shed's cracked door. Not too bad, no major containment breach at least, beyond the overflowed roll of thick white creeping its way up the hyena's wrist and forearm; the underwear were a lost cause however, and he dropped the soaked ball of fabric just outside his sleeping bag, hiding it under a fold of the tarp. That was a mess for the morning, before the parents woke up.\n\nDom laid there, surveying the ruin of his masturbation session as he licked his forearm clean, squinting at the bitter, powerfully musky taste of his own cum. He never exactly got the appeal, but was glad Aaron seemed to like it, at least, and he wondered, for a moment, if he might like Aaron's more than his own. The hyena sighed, and closed his eyes. Maybe he should give Aaron a real chance. Not just as a fuck buddy or bully-pet, but... Maybe something more. Dom laid his forearm over his eyes and stretched out on his back and scratched his stomach with his free hand.\n\nMere minutes later, Dom was finally sound asleep.\n\n\n\n[t][center]Chapter Five\n\n“Resolution”[/center][/t]\n\nAaron woke up far earlier than he was accustomed to, to the sound of a bass boat motoring past the camp. He'd moved to roll over but felt a painful tug at both his crotch fur and ear, causing the rabbit to freeze as his eyes shot open wide.\n\n[i]Oh, fuck, no, no no no,[/i] Aaron panicked as he tenderly tugged at his ear and felt it glued tightly over his lap, fur stuck to fur with a rabbit-semen adhesive that made him wince each time he pulled on it. He tested the perimeter of where his ear was stuck to his body and soon realized it wasn't just a spot, but almost his whole lap, and across a thigh. He couldn't even straighten his leg, lest he get another yank at the fur on the side of his sheath and on his pelvis. [i]Oh no, Aaron, what did you do? Come on, man,[/i] the rabbit scolded himself, as he pushed back his blankets and surveyed the tangled situation. His left ear was utterly matted to his crotch, his morning wood faltering just under the surface of his ear. He couldn't even take a morning pee like this! He pulled at his ear delicately around the edges but found that, unless he wanted to earn some fresh bald spots, he'd never come free without help.\n\nHe found himself wishing for Dom more than ever. Sure he'd get made fun of, but at least Dom could get him some water or something to help soak out the mess; but he was alone. Hopelessly alone in that tent. Aaron winced as he sat up and looked out the window of the tent toward the camp.\n\nA heavy mist had rolled in off the lake, it was fairly cool out this morning. It was just before dawn, and the pale light that rose in the sky was tainted a hazy white as it filtered through that foggy mist. It wasn't quite chilly, but it was nicer than Aaron expected for mid-summer. He didn't see anyone up and around in the camp though. The rabbit fidgeted with his ear in his lap before he tried pulling his underwear up around the ear and all, feeling ridiculous. He'd never explain it if he were caught, but...he knew exactly where he needed to go. The rabbit grabbed some fresh underwear and a pair of red running shorts from his pack, and carefully unzipped the tent.\n\nIt was an agonizing walk. He had to stay hunched over, almost curled upon himself, and limped the long walk toward that shed, and the shower behind it. Aaron hurried along as best as he could though, and sighed with relief once he was in the shower stall and able to shuck his underwear finally. He cranked the shower on and began the laborious process of soaking the cum-glued fur until it came apart. He didn't even think about his bandaged wounds until he saw one of the bandages laying atop the drain. He reached up to his neck and felt the other bandage on the front coming away as well, and he finished the job before he gave a tender touch to those spots. It didn't hurt much anymore. He could feel where the scabs had formed little pencil-eraser diameter discs under his fur. Aaron sighed and finished washing, making sure to be gentle around those scabs before he rinsed off and dried his fur. Half-dressed in his underwear and shorts, he opened the bathroom stall and almost ran directly into Dom, only barely stopping himself from yelping in surprise. The hyena looked rough, this morning - not that he was ever a particularly pretty sight in the mornings.\n\n“Oh, heh. I thought that might have been you in the shower,” Dom said with a groggy mumble as he continued toward the bathroom, “Mornin'.” Aaron giggled at the mess Dom appeared to be. He could smell the hyena's dried cum on him, but didn't say anything. He just flashed a warm, buck-toothed rabbit smile to the hyena.\n\n“Good morning! I, uh...I got your present,” Aaron said with a big, adoring grin cast up to the bigger boy. “T...thanks. I needed that.” he admitted with a sheepish grin. It took Dom several moments to process what the rabbit was saying.\n\n“Oh. Oh! H-heh, ha! Yeah, uh...merry June-mas,” Dom said, rubbing the back of his neck as he ducked into the bathroom, before he unfastened his shorts' fly to pee. He didn't bother closing the door. Nothing Aaron hadn't seen already, anyway.\n\n“Wanna help me brush my fur when you're done?” Aaron asked, sweetly standing in the doorway. Dom hesitated as he sighed and relieved himself.\n\n“Uh. Tell you what, let me get a shower and we can do each other,” Dom said with a low heh-heh under his breath as his phrasing registered. Aaron giggled a little too.\n\n“'Kay. Did you sleep well?” Aaron asked, nervously petting his own ears. Especially the one that had been stuck to him, which still had a couple sore spots where the fur had been matted the wrong way.\n\n“No,\" the hyena grumbled, shaking himself dry and tugging his sheath back up, before re-fastening his shorts.\n\n“Awww, sorry. Yeah, I slept fine...” Aaron said, sheepishly, “Thanks to you.” That made Dom grin as he turned back around and playfully shoulder-bumped Aaron on his way past.\n\n“Good, heh. I'll be out in a few. Better have that brush ready,” Dom mumbled with a little, playful gruffness to his voice. He knew better than to bait Aaron into too much trouble outside the privacy of their tent; their parents were going to be up soon, after all... A little teasing couldn't hurt anything though. Aaron just grinned at Dom and ran off to get his brush.\n\nSeveral minutes passed and Dom emerged from the shower to find Aaron anxiously fidgeting atop the bench of the picnic table, still wearing only his short running shorts and tapping his toes on the ground where they wouldn't even reach, were it not for sizable feet they were attached to. The sun had already burned off most of the mist in the air and let rays of sunshine glint through the trees, sending rays through the mist that still rose from the lake in the early-morning. Dom's mom was awake, but in her pre-coffee state wasn't much threat to their privacy as she was solely focused on getting the camp stove working so she could put a kettle on. Dom wasn't entirely sure she was aware of he and Aaron's presence yet.\n\nSlumping behind Aaron and straddling the bench, Dom ruffled the rabbit's head-fur before he accepted the brush that Aaron was eagerly shaking at him and started to rake it through the young rabbit's fur, making Aaron croon and smile. They both gave a halfhearted wave to his mom who glanced their way with a groggy smile, too early yet to mind her manners properly, before her attention fixated on the kettle as it stood over the flame. Dom leaned close behind Aaron and whispered to the rabbit, as he brushed over his shoulders and back, careful to avoid the scabs in the rabbit's fur once Aaron shied away from a brush-stroke.\n\n“Sorry dude. Mnh--hey, I was thinking about what we talked about last night,” Dom said quietly, eyes locked on his mom as she waited for the kettle to boil.\n\n“Huh? What part of it?” Aaron wondered, head still held low as Dom brushed down his back in smooth strokes with the slicker brush, occasionally pausing to rake shed fur from the bristles with his thumb.\n\n“The part about liking you, dumb-ass,” Dom said with a playful, gruff rumble. Aaron giggled a bit at the tone, and Dom's stomach flipped in place. He'd gone this far, it was right there... A quick glance toward his mom, whose back was to them. He tugged Aaron's arm and got the rabbit to look over his shoulder, and the moment Aaron did so, Dom pressed his lips to the rabbit's and kissed him. It wasn't a skilled kiss; there was no passionate lock of jaws, no intense tongue-wrestling, slobber-swapping nor swell of orchestral strings in that moment, just a quick, stealthy, but earnest and tender kiss with the rabbit as Dom hugged him from behind and, after that moment was over, Dom whispered, “I really do like you back.”\n\nAaron was in shock. The kiss was so unexpected, but Dom's voice in his ear, saying [i]that[/i] was about the last thing he'd ever expected to hear uttered openly during this camping trip... It took him a second to really register what had happened, and the ease at which Dom played it off as he went back to brushing Aaron's fur was frustrating. He wished Dom's mom wasn't there, he wished he could tackle the hyena and kiss him again, to profess his love and let out the nervous upwelling of energy building behind his breastbone...but he couldn't. He just tapped his toes at the dirt beneath the bench even more, and giggled faintly.\n\n“...You aren't messing with me, right?” Aaron asked. He had the intuition that Dom was sincere; he could be mean, but not that kind of mean. Not mean-girl mean. Dom laughed and flipped the brush to smack it against Aaron's hip, making the rabbit yip.\n\n“I'm not messing with you, dude!” Dom laughed, “But...we should talk about it, still. Like... later, okay? So we both know the score?” Dom muttered huskily under his breath as his mom started looking more alert once her coffee was poured. Dom handed the brush off to Aaron, and they traded places, Aaron happily getting the brush into Dom's scraggly mane-fur with an eager tug, untangling the unkempt fur there. There was a happy little groan from the hyena - more of those funny sounding moo noises that Aaron liked - as Aaron started dragging the brush through Dom's far-more-coarse back-fur, having to press down to get into his undercoat and de-shed him. It had obviously been a while for Dom.\n\n“You've got to tell me your secret,” Margie said to Aaron as she settled in at the picnic table across from the boys, “I haven't gotten Dom to sit still for a proper brush-out in at least two years,” she said, laughing quietly. She still wasn't minding her manners perfectly well, but Aaron was unfazed. He was getting used to the hyena company. Dom was quick to challenge her.\n\n“YOU use medieval torture devices instead of slicker brushes,” Dom grumbled, which made Aaron laugh in turn.\n\n“What the heck kind of brush do you guys have?” the rabbit kid asked.\n\n“It's just a Furminator. But Dom's a sissy about it,\" his mom outed, sensing Dom was in good spirits. She would've been right in that assessment, too, Dom was just grinning as he slouched forward, letting Aaron brush his back.\n\n“And you use it like you're trying to find gold! Aaron's brush has little nubbies on it, look,” Dom said, reaching for the brush and, once Aaron handed it over, held it out to his mom. “See? It doesn't scratch at all.” Dom said, sticking his dusky-colored tongue out, which got a tongue back from her.\n\n“Sure, fine, whatever. I'll find you one like that if that's all it'll take to save the poor washing machine,” she retorted, “Not that I think it'll do anything. Aaron, honey; how's your neck feeling? Got some good scabs yet?”\n\n“It doesn't really hurt anymore,” Aaron admitted. They were only a little sensitive. He giggled at the followup, “Yes miss Crocutto,” Aaron giggled more as Dom mock-gagged at the perceived sucking-up, “The bandages came off in the shower, so I threw them away.”\n\n“Okay,\" Margie laughed, \"First; Missus for a married woman, Aaron. Second; Please just call me Margie. Glad you're healing up, though. We'll take a proper look later just to check up. What's got you boys up so early, anyway?\" Margie asked, as she sipped her coffee. Aaron answered first.\n\n“I heard a boat, and it woke me up. I just figured I'd take a shower before Dom used all the hot water,” the rabbit grinned. Dom did, too.\n\n“I heard Aaron in the shower and figured I'd get one before [i]you[/i] used all the hot water,” Dom continued, directed to his mother. Margie laughed - it was louder, this time; Aaron could tell she had a real hyena's voice hiding in there too, but she was really good at hiding it behind her polite tone.\n\n“Well, I should probably get my own shower before your dad uses all the hot water. If you boys don't burn the camp down I'll start something for breakfast once I'm out,\" she said, pushing herself up. The boys put on their best good-kid faces as she went and, after a brief check to see if Dom's dad or the elder Lapins were still out of sight, Dom turned around and kissed Aaron again, face to face this time. Another quick peck, but a little more bold, and he grinned crookedly afterward as his eyes locked to Aaron's.\n\n“I really do want to try, okay? I ... I don't think I'm like, gay-gay, dude, but.. I really do like you a lot,” Dom said, hushed, as he took the brush in his hand and started brushing along Aaron's chest. He smirked as he saw the rabbit tenting his shorts up. “And, yeah, I like you [i]like that[/i]. I don't know [i]what[/i] that means, really, but..if you're okay with that then I wanna' see, ok?” Dom smiled broader as Aaron's sweet expression brightened more. He finally lunged for Dom and hugged him tight, and Dom obliged by hugging the rabbit back.\n\n“It's okay Dom. I'm happy that you like me back and I really want to make you happy too. What did you wanna talk about?” Aaron asked, looking up to the hyena.\n\n“...Everything? I don't know, man. Like, I don't have a list but...I know I don't want to hurt you again, at least as bad as I did the other night,” Dom said, stricken with a bit of guilt, still. Aaron tipped his head.\n\n“It wasn't that bad, dude. It just sucks that you got in trouble,” he said, giving Dom a slightly weird look.\n\n“Yeah, it [i]was[/i] that bad,” Dom said, grimacing. “...Can we talk about it later? I'm not mad...I just want to have a chill day, man.”\n\n“Okay,” Aaron said, his lop-ears wilting, somehow, as he dropped the subject. Dom was thankful, even if Aaron looked a little disappointed in the moment. It was nothing a bit more brushing and idle conversation couldn't fix, and before long they were back to their normal selves, joking around as the other adults eventually came out to face the morning, tempted by the scent of recently-brewed coffee.\n\n\n\n---\n\n\n\nThe day wore on slowly. It was one of those lazy, pleasant, moderate-temperature summer days that was abundantly easy to spend stretched out in the grass under the sun. Aaron and Dom quickly exhausted their trove of reading material and soon settled on trying to build bows and arrows from sticks and fishing line. Once it was generally accepted that that effort had failed, Dom spent a while teaching Aaron how to cast a rod and reel, and they sat together on the dock fishing as their parents took the canoes out on the water.\n\nWith the parents out of earshot, Dom casually let his foot tease Aaron's under the water as he shuffled closer to the rabbit, who was holding the fishing rod and staring sort of lazily at the red-and-white bobber in the water. He'd almost caught a fish twice, now.\n\n“So, uh...I don't want to bite you anymore.” Dom said, after a quiet spell fell on the pair in the absence of their parents.\n\n“Huh? Aw...I like it when you do,” Aaron said, soon realizing what they were talking about. “...Maybe not hard enough to make me bleed though.”\n\n“Yeah, that's the problem. Dad was so mad, dude. He said there's no real safe way to play-bite as a hyena,” the hyena grimaced. “...Look, I just don't want to hurt you...but if you like me bullying you I can still do that, without biting. Okay?”\n\n“Okay,” Aaron said after a bit of a pause. “My parents said the same thing, you know.” Dom didn't need any elaboration. He already knew the common stereotyped beliefs.\n\n“Let me guess, the tire thing?”\n\n“Yeah. How'd you know?” Aaron said, puzzled.\n\n“It's [i]always[/i] the tire thing. One strong-man who happens to be a hyena shows off by chewing his way through a shitty balloon tire from an old fashioned car like a hundred years ago and ever since it's like the first thing anyone learns about a hyena,” Dom rolled his eyes. “It's that or ‘they can crush bone’ or ‘they might seem civilized but don’t let them smell blood' or...” Aaron cut Dom off.\n\n“My parents aren't that bad,\" Aaron defended, feeling a little guilt now at having outed them. “I did tell them they weren't being fair though, and I think they get it.\"\n\n“I hope so. My dad really wants to work with your dad, you know,” Dom said, looking down at his feet through the barely-murky water of the lake. \n\n“My dad wants to work with yours too. It's all he talked about on the way here,” Aaron said, offering a little smile. “So I guess he isn't too worried about scary hyena stories.” Dom laughed.\n\n“Yeah, I guess not. I wonder why they needed two whole weeks to talk about it,\" the hyena said as he looked across the lake to their parents, a few hundred feet out in the lake.\n\n“I dunno'. I guess grownups can't do any business without talking about it forever,” Aaron laughed. Dom did, too.\n\n“So, uh...Speaking of talking; is there anything I can do ...for you? You know...” Dom started, but Aaron quickly blurted out a response.\n\n“Use more slippery stuff if you're going to stick it up my butt? ...My hole's still sore from playing Manhunt,” Aaron said, sheepishly, “It was better when you, uh...used your stuff.” Dom laughed a little at that.\n\n“Gross, but...okay. I can do that. That bottle's probably getting pretty gnarly though, we should find something better...” Dom said, rubbing the back of his neck. Both boys tensed as the bobber jiggled in the water, but relaxed as it went still again.\n\n“Hey, you remember that thing you did, that one night? Where...where you wouldn't let me go off?” Aaron asked, bluntly. Dom remembered quite well.\n\n“Yeah?”\n\n“Uh. Do that more. Like, a lot, and for a lot longer?” Aaron asked, paddling his feet in the water lazily, careful not to splash and scare fish away.\n\n“Ha! Now?” Dom teased with a toothy grin. Aaron grinned back and shoulder-bumped the hyena.\n\n“Uh, whenever you want, yeah,\" he said quietly as he lazily towed the bobber a little one way, then a little the other, reeling it in just a bit.\n\n“Deal. Hey, uh...if you want to fight back, you can, you know. Like...when we're doing the bully thing. You can hit or kick me as hard as you want, I can take it. Just try not to like, claw my eye out or something,” Dom said, with a loping, faint little heh-heh in his natural voice that made Aaron squirm.\n\n“Okay. Same for you though, okay? I don't know why, but I like when you're mean enough to make it hurt,” Aaron said, giggling a little at himself. “It's so weird to say that, isn't it?” Dom took his turn to laugh.\n\n“Yeah, it might be a little weird to say that, but it's okay. I get it I think,” the hyena boy grumbled, relaxing more and using his natural voice a bit more exclusively in the absence of the parents, simply knowing that Aaron liked it. Someday, Aaron might even find the right words to say he found it sexy. “Hey, uh. I kind of like it when you nuzzle under my arm. Do you really like it though?” Dom asked, as carefully as he could to avoid sounding judgemental.\n\n“Dude, really? You smell great,” Aaron giggled. The bobber dipped again, ever-so-slightly, and both boys froze for a tense moment before it, yet again, went still in the water. “I...I really like it, yeah,” Aaron mumbled, remembering the situation he woke up in just that morning thanks to Dom's sweaty shirt. “Your shirt was the best present ever. I kind of wish I could keep it...” Dom laughed even more.\n\n“Ha! It's yours, dude, but it might wear off...uh. Hey, could I try it with you sometime?” Dom asked, taking a moment to rub at the back of his neck. “You...you do smell nice. Especially when you're like, really horned up,” Dom play-growled. Aaron giggled and shoved Dom.\n\n“Weirdo, trying to sniff someone's pits. No way I let some weird hyena guy do pervy shit to me,” he said, teasing the hyena. Dom laughed even more.\n\n“Shut the fuck up!” Dom simply retorted between cackles, before Aaron spoke back up.\n\n“Oh, hey, by the way,” Aaron said, once they'd settled a little.\n\n“Huh?”\n\n“You...you aren't better than me,” Aaron said, quietly. He could still remember that moment of defeat, when Dom fairly liberally rubbed his face in his loss at another game of Manhunt. Dom winced, and quietly cringed in his spot.\n\n“Shit, I'm sorry, dude. It ... it sounded right in the moment. I didn't know what else to say.”\n\n“It's okay, but if you do it again I promise I [i]will[/i] fuck you up,” Aaron said, with his best impression of one of Dom's sneering evil-grins cast sidelong toward the hyena. Dom caught sight of this and grinned back a toothy challenge.\n\n“You're fucking welcome to try, rabbit,” Dom said with a husky, deeper growl that he actually reached for, for once. It was closer to his dad's depth than usual, but it was forced in comparison. Aaron didn't seem to mind and simply giggled, swishing his feet nervously in the lakewater still.\n\n“Hey Dom? ... What you said earlier, uh...does that mean you're really my boyfriend now?” Aaron asked. It was so hard to define, really, he honestly just wanted the simple label to give it. Dom hesitated, but only briefly.\n\n“Bully-boyfriend, maybe,” he said with a faint chuckle; he could sense this was an important confirmation for Aaron. “But, yeah. Bully or not, I think boyfriend works.”\n\n“I like bully-boyfriend,” Aaron confirmed after another quiet moment. \n\n“I like it too,” Dom agreed, with a bit of a grin. Just as Dom leaned to rest his shoulder against the rabbit's, the bobber disappeared beneath the surface of the water and Aaron yanked the pole upward. The slack ran out and an affirmative pull bowed the rod's end down toward the water. The rabbit panicked, realizing he'd just hooked his first-ever fish. \n\n“Holy crap, Dom! I got one!” \n\n\n\n\n\n[t][center]Chapter Six\n\n“Restraint”[/center][/t]\n\nThe boys were both giddy and tense as Dom moved his bedroll back into the tent, finally authorized to do so by his dad; only after making a promise that there'd be no more roughhousing after lights-out. Both Aaron and Dom knew this was a lie, but didn't protest to the promise. Before long, despite being a bit cleaned up and more orderly, the tent was back how it was just a couple nights ago. It's a miracle the grownups didn't notice the spattered arc of dried rabbit cum across the tent walls as they peeked in to check on the move-in process periodically. Before long, the boys were laid out in their respective bunks with the tent's flaps open wide to allow as much airflow through the tent as possible, as Aaron's radio crackled quietly at the outside edge of radio reception for Dom's favorite alt-rock station. The two had settled into another session of what they'd simply dubbed question-game as they waited for lights-out.\n\n“...I'd buy a theme park,” Aaron decided to Dom's question, “And I'd live in it and eat nothing but funnel cake and fried zucchini.” Dom made a face at that last part.\n\n“Gag, dude, you can keep the zucchini!” the hyena laughed.\n\n“What about you?” Aaron asked.\n\n“With a million dollars?” Dom wondered, thinking about it for a minute. “I think I'd buy a big house and live there with all my friends. And maybe start a band since I wouldn't need to work.” Dom didn't expect Aaron to laugh.\n\n“A band? I didn't know you wanted to start a band,” the rabbit said, “What would you play?”\n\n“Guitar, duh. I already know how to play a little but I kind of suck,” Dom admitted with a laugh.\n\n“So not lead guitar,” Aaron giggled. Dom just shot a grin back at him.\n\n“Not yet. Do you play anything?” Dom wondered.\n\n“Oh, no way. I suck at that sort of stuff,” Aaron said, stretching out on his back and lazily flexing his toes. Dom watched him as he laid on his side, resting his cheek on his bicep. “...Hey Dom? Have, uh... Have you ever done it before?\" Aaron asked, abruptly. Dom blinked with a little surprise.\n\n“Uh... Like before we did? Yeah. Once,” he admitted. \"Well...it was just hand stuff. And a little mouth stuff.\"\n\n“Tell me about them?” Aaron asked, in that sweet sort of way Aaron did. Dom couldn't resist it.\n\n“Ah, jeez. It was like a year ago,” Dom admitted. “She let me eat her pussy,” Dom said with a gruff little growl. He felt himself stirring in his shorts just thinking about it.\n\n“No, not like that, tell me about [i]her[/i],” Aaron said, challenging Dom for a moment. He hesitated, briefly.\n\n“Alright, alright. Uh, her name was Stacey,” Dom said, with his usual gruff grumble. “She's this kind of nerdy lioness a year ahead of me. We like a lot of the same music, and have a few friends in common. I don't know, man. There wasn't a lot there, really. It was just the one time. What about you?” Dom countered, once he'd felt he'd said his piece.\n\n“Nah, uh. Just like, kid stuff with my friends,” Aaron said, giggling a bit into his ears as he gathered them against his chest and rolled over. Dom could tell Aaron was trying to hide his boner. “You know. Sword-fighting and comparing and races and stuff.” Dom laughed.\n\n“Yeah, I get it, hah. What about that guy you liked? Tell me about him,” Dom said, wanting to put Aaron on the same spot he'd been placed.\n\n“Oh. His name's Terry,” Aaron said, biting his lower lip. “He's a fox, and his tail is huge,” the rabbit giggled. “He's pretty cool. He's like a softer, less-cool version of you in a lot of ways though. I like you a lot more,” Aaron said, still playing with his ears. Dom just grinned back.\n\n“So you [i]do[/i] have a thing for preddies,” the hyena laughed. Aaron blushed, flustered.\n\n“No! Not..not only a thing for preddies,” Aaron said, not exactly evading that accusation.\n\n“Right, yeah. Not only preddies,” Dom teased, reaching over to click off the little battery-powered lantern. As Aaron's eyes adjusted to the fresh darkness, he found Dom's yellow-glinting eyes in the dark first, as the hyena prowled across the tent and crept in over Aaron.\n\n“Dom..!” Aaron whined playfully as the hyena crept closer. Aaron braced his hands on Dom's chest and shivered a little as his fingers sifted into the coarse-but-brushed-soft fur on the hyena's chest.\n\n“It's okay to like preddies, ya' know,” Dom teased, growling huskily under his breath. Aaron squirmed helplessly, giggling even more as the rabbit's knee slid along Dom's hip while Dom moved and hunkered over the little rabbit. He leaned down and kissed the rabbit. A brief peck, then a slower, more open-mouthed kiss. Clumsy, with the bump of fangs to buck-teeth and the gentle, accidental rake of tongue on teeth as well before they found their places, and their muzzles slowly locked as Aaron tipped his head to the side. Their tongues met, finally, and shared a tender slip against one another, before Dom pulled back and tucked his forehead to Aaron's. Aaron huffed out a subtle little breath.\n\n“Y-yeah, I know,” the rabbit whispered, trembling fingers digging in Dom's chest fur. Dom was straddling one of Aaron's legs, and Aaron lifted it gently to tuck the crook of his ankle against Dom's lap, feeling the hyena's erection through his shorts. He trembled excitedly; something felt different, tonight. It gave him butterflies in his stomach. Aaron's memory sparked.\n\n“Oh!” he whispered excitedly, “I didn't give you your gift!\" Aaron giggled, leaning up to kiss the confused hyena on the lips again before he reached and dug into his backpack. He pulled out a little paper bag, Dom recognized it from one of the souvenir shops in Leviathan Holler.\n\n“Uh? What's this,” Dom wondered, soon sitting back and pinning Aaron's legs down as he opened the bag atop Aaron's stomach. He pulled out a baseball-sized knot of thick, tough paracord attached to a carabiner. Dom laughed. “Oh, shit...heh-hah! You liked it when I tied you up, huh?” Dom asked, flashing one of his mischevious grins at Aaron in the dim amber light filtering in from the camp's string lights. Aaron grinned back.\n\n“I was hoping you could...” Aaron trailed off, as he was already shimmying his shorts and underwear down.\n\n“Way ahead of you, dude,” Dom grinned, kissing Aaron again eagerly as his thumb dug into the knot and began working it apart. A moment later and Dom was growling playfully into Aaron's ear as he pushed the rabbit over, and began binding his wrists together behind his back. Dom hunkered low as the parents called out their ‘goodnights' across the dimly-lit lakeside lot, and Dom and Aaron immediately echoed a perfectly-innocent sounding, “G'night!” back in unison.\n\nAaron giggled and squirmed his butt up at Dom even as the hyena was busy looping paracord around his wrists, the rabbit fidgeting with anxious, excited energy. Dom growled teasingly back to him.\n\n“If you wanna stop just say so, okay?\" Dom reassured Aaron, who just grinned defiantly as he tugged and tested the bonds around his wrists. They were a lot tighter than the improvised bonds from the other night.\n\n“I can take it,” Aaron said, shivering as Dom tugged the last bit tight and checked how much extra paracord he had; several feet still. “M-maybe no butt stuff tonight, though?” Aaron soon added, sounding unsure. \n\n“Heh-heh, we'll see about that. Still sore, huh?” Dom teased, and Aaron nodded. “Alright, up ya' go. On yer knees,” Dom said, hefting Aaron easily into a kneeling position. He pressed the rabbit's hands down between his ankles, which he was soon tying to Aaron's bound wrists, locking the rabbit in a wide-kneed presentation. Dom helped Aaron shuffle until his back was tucked against the tent wall, making Aaron feel very exposed and vulnerable, seeing the open space of the tent with his naked frontside on plain display. Dom caught Aaron's nervous look and grinned. “Feeling a little naked?”\n\n“I [i]am[/i] naked,” Aaron giggled, and Dom laughed in turn.\n\n“I mean...exposed. Afraid someone might see?” Dom asked, slumping in beside Aaron and snuggling up against the rabbit who pulled at his bonds and squirmed. Dom was stalling, and Aaron knew it.\n\n“Y-yeah, I can see your dad's RV...” Aaron admitted. He gasped as Dom's fingers slipped up his inner thigh and the hyena's claws raked gently over the tender flesh of the rabbit's leg, a finger tucking just beside his sack and his inner thigh.\n\n“It'll be alright, dude,” Dom reassured blindly, grinning even more. “We could wait a couple hours and I could tie you up on the dock and mess with you,” the hyena teased, which made Aaron whimper even more.\n\n“Dude, that's not funny,” Aaron said with a stiff giggle. \n\n“I wasn't joking,” Dom simply said in reply, laughing quietly under his breath as he leaned in and nuzzled Aaron's shoulder. Dom closed his palm over the rabbit's balls and squeezed them tenderly, making Aaron gasp and whine out through his nose again. “Eaaasy, dude. Can't have you doin' that rabbit thing. You wanted me to keep you going, remember?” he laughed. Aaron nodded, as Dom's thumb pressed to the side of his sheath and helped it slip back, exposing the rabbit's slender member to the air. Aaron rolled his hips forward, one of the few motions he was still capable of.\n\n“Dom,” Aaron whined, flexing his toes lightly as the rabbit shifted and bore his weight back more, staring down his barely-rounded belly toward Dom's hand, dangerously near his erection. Dom lazily hooked two fingers on either side of Aaron's sheath and pulled it back up, feeling Aaron's arousal throbbing in response, tense and tight.\n\n“How fucking horny [i]are[/i] you, dude? Didn't you jerk it last night?” Dom asked, teasing as he nuzzled Aaron's shoulder and breathed in the boy's scent through his fur. He gently pulled the sheath back again, then back up - neglecting touching the rabbit's actual flesh.\n\n“Hah, y-you don't know what it's like, Dom,” Aaron whined. “D-dad said once it started it'd be like this for the next fifteen years,” the rabbit whimpered, arching his hips again, which prompted Dom to let him go immediately, and leave the rabbit humping air. Dom sucked the back of his finger where a spot of Aaron's slick precum had drizzled into his fur.\n\n“[i]Like this?[/i]” came Dom's inquisition as the hyena grinned against Aaron's shoulder, dropping his finger down to touch Aaron's drooling tip with a fingertip, bowing it down as Aaron winced, then letting his fingertip slip off, allowing Aaron's boyhood to spring back up again.\n\n“L-Like...like ten times a day. Thirty if I'm bored,” Aaron gasped, “C'mon, Dom...” Aaron whimpered, more needily.\n\n“H-heh, holy shit..! Thirty times a day?” Dom immediately wondered. “What the fuck, dude? You're going to kill me if I have to keep up with that,” he teased the rabbit. Aaron giggled along with Dom's gruff laughter, before he winced and whimpered when Dom's rough hand wrapped around his boyhood and squeezed it firmly, giving a few milking pulls that almost hurt, but provided some direct stimulation the rabbit was desperately needing.\n\n“Nnhhh, haaa- y-yeah,” Aaron whimpered, realizing soon that he was still sore from his marathon the night before. He'd only counted a dozen and a half, then. “F-fff...I did it last night until I couldn't shoot anymore,” Aaron whimpered, which made Dom laugh a little more and growl.\n\n“So whatever I can get you to do tonight is just what you can save up in a day?” Dom asked, kneading Aaron's dick for a few more moments before he grasped his sheath and pulled it up and down a few times, using the rabbit's sheath as a bit of a sleeve. Aaron shuddered and moaned out, louder than Dom would've preferred. Aaron just nodded briskly, squinting his eyes shut as he throbbed in Dom's tight grip, feeling himself getting close. Dom seemed to have sensed it too, and abruptly let the rabbit go again. Aaron was left shuddering weakly in his spot with his erection drooling into a pool on his bedroll, dripping steadily as Dom moved. Aaron didn't even look, his nose twitching regularly at the air, seeking out wafts of the hyena in spite of the lazy breeze coming in off the lake.\n\nAaron gasped as he felt fabric drape over his face, before Dom folded it over his muzzle and nose and tied it behind his head. Aaron didn't have to sniff or open his eyes to know exactly what it was, he was intimately familiar with the texture of Dom's worn-out t-shirt already. The rabbit steeled his nerves and dared a deep breath, muffling another moan into the t-shirt, more openly now and thankful for the silencing. He giggled a bit as Dom teased his finger up the drool of precum that was dripping from his balls, the hyena marveling. “Dude, you leak like a faucet when you're up for a while. I think I found our new source of slippery stuff,” the hyena snickered, and Aaron giggled a little too. Dom's muzzle bumped to Aaron's collarbone, and the rabbit instinctively bared his throat to the hyena. Dom caught his jaws parting, ready to accept that offering before he remembered his promise, and let out a frustrated growl with a playful note that made Aaron shiver.\n\n“You're just trying to get me into trouble, now,” Dom whispered, shuffling closer yet. Aaron didn't answer, just breathing deeply through the t-shirt, drunk on the hyena's scent. He felt the bump of Dom's erection on his stomach, and then felt the hyena squeeze both of their members together. Aaron trembled, struggling again and grinding his hips forward in desperation, smearing the slimy belly of his dick to Dom's much-larger arousal as Dom smeared them together in his fist. “Fuck, dude. You're so hard,” Dom laughed, “Maybe you have to do it thirty times in a day because you aren't doing it [i]right[/i]. You think I can make you shoot everything you've got in one go?”\n\nAaron shook his head, eliciting a sharp laugh from Dom as the hyena let a low growl loose, against the base of Aaron's ear. He smeared his charcoal-black flesh to Aaron's tender pink little spike while he stroked their cocks together, and Aaron whimpered faintly and tensed, toes flexing against his sleeping bag. Dom backed off again, slumping back and letting go of the rabbit, planting both hands on the boy's hips to pin him down into that seated position so he couldn't even hump at the air in desperation.\n\n“Look at you,” Dom growled playfully, still reaching for deeper notes. “I made you squirt like a garden sprinkler once before...you don't think I can do it again without my dick up your ass?” he teased the rabbit. Aaron shook his head in playful defiance as Dom stood and lifted his t-shirt away from Aaron's muzzle and nose. Aaron was blinded, but didn't shy away when the hot, fleshy smash of hyena-dick smeared across his lips and nose, trailing a drizzle of thick precum there. He opened his mouth, and Dom obliged him by sinking his dick halfway into the rabbit's maw, going in from the side to avoid the rabbit's buckteeth. Aaron slurped around it, unashamed and eager to take what he was given, his senses flooded with fresh scent and taste of his hyena boyfriend.\n\n[i]Boyfriend[/i]... The word echoed in Aaron's mind as he sealed his lips as best as he could around Dom's cock, swallowing up as much as Dom would let him as the hyena pumped in shallow strokes into his mouth. The hyena kept a loose grip on his earbases that he secretly wished was a little rougher, but that wish was soon washed away as Dom's hands pressed to the back of his head and the rabbit's nose sunk into the hyena's pubic fur, thick hyena-cock utterly bypassing his gag reflex and burying its glans against the back of his throat. Aaron shuddered, feeling the heat and weight of Dom's balls on his chin for a few long moments before the hyena churned his hips once, and pulled out. Aaron gasped and coughed twice as Dom smeared precum all over his nose and mouth again.\n\n“Easy, dude. Rrr..see how easy it is to edge?” Dom teased the rabbit, tapping the bridge of his muzzle with his cocktip as the hyena stroked himself. Aaron's eyes crossed, watching the show as his own erection strained with absolute desperation, even as Dom finally let himself go and worked to pin the t-shirt back over Aaron's mouth and nose. Aaron was pulling at his bonds now, getting more desperate as the minutes passed, and he almost flinched as Dom reached for his boyhood. The hyena gave a few drumming taps of his fingertips to Aaron's bobbing arousal, watching it flex and twitch in response to those light touches. “Man, you're really primed. You're really ready to blast off huh?” Dom teased. It had only been ten minutes, maybe fifteen, since they got started- but Aaron was whimpering almost constantly at this point, and the slimy dribbles from his tip were tinged with a thread of white as the rabbit brimmed over in desperate anticipation. Aaron simply nodded in response. Dom smirked and nuzzled the rabbit's shoulder, growling playfully as he nuzzled down to his chest and teased his nose against a nipple he found standing up under Aaron's chestfur. “You gonna be a good boy and shoot every drop you got for me when I let you cum?” Dom asked. He swiped his tongue on Aaron's nipple, and the rabbit trembled with a faint, affirmative whimper. Dom rewarded the confirmation with another gentle knead of his hand on the rabbit's precum-slicked balls, smearing that slime through the boy's fur and matting the short, soft fuzz covering his little grapes down.\n\n“Grrrr. Good,” Dom grumbled. He reached for Aaron's ears, and wrapped his fist around them both, pulling back to get Aaron's throat fully bared. Aaron winced and gasped again, only faintly protesting in a muffled moan into the t-shirt covering his mouth. Dom's muzzle crept lower, the hyena's nostrils flaring as he licked and kissed Aaron's belly, and eventually found the little rabbit's dick, poking him in the chin. Dom lowered his muzzle and buried it in the rabbit's lap, closing it wholly around Aaron's boyhood and sealing his lips at the rabbit's sheath. Aaron froze in place, as Dom slowly nursed and suckled down on Aaron's member, drawing out the air and bringing Aaron's boyhood into direct contact with his cheeks and tongue, pinned to the roof of his mouth. Aaron couldn't help it; his hips shuddered and he squeaked out, tensing and pulling his bonds desperately as his hips took over, blurring as he hammered his hips into the sensation he'd never felt before.\n\nThe rabbit's boyhood jerked and shot, hard, straight into Dom's mouth. Predatory instincts drove Dom to growl with satisfaction, feeling hot jets of fluid pulsing into his mouth; uniquely rabbit-flavored and intense. Dom suckled Aaron's pulsing boyhood hard, letting the rabbit jackhammer his hips needily to drive his boyhood across the hyena's tongue. Aaron caught teeth with every jerk and stroke and didn't care in the least, gasping and whimpering as his ears were pulled harder, hips jerking for nearly a full minute as the rabbit pulsed and pulsed until he was simply throbbing, dryly, in Dom's mouth in the last shocks of climax. Aaron felt Dom swallow before he lifted up and off, and Aaron's dick almost immediately slacked, thoroughly spent in one massive, body-wracking climax that left him shuddering and squirming his raw wrists in coils of paracord.\n\nDom wasn't particularly surprised that he liked the taste of the rabbit as much as he liked the smell of him, but was still relieved that the venture into unknown waters was rewarded with a happy realization. The hyena particularly enjoyed Aaron's overwhelmed pleasure as he suckled the rabbit and, in Dom's eyes, he got a pretty delicious snack out of the deal as well. He laughed quietly and dug his nose playfully up under Aaron's arm as the rabbit continued to squirm in aftershocks. Dom breathed deeply and growled lowly at the scent that matched many of the finer notes of the taste still strong in his mouth; sweet haygrass, male herbivore, [i]Aaron[/i], salt, a little chlorine and protein-y richness. Aaron's cum tasted far better than his own did, Dom thought, though he wasn't about to openly admit that. He burrowed into the rabbit's underarm and snuffled until Aaron couldn't take it anymore and squealed with oversensitive giggles into the t-shirt, causing Dom to relent and laugh a bit himself.\n\n“Alright, alright...sheesh. I think we got it in one, yeah?” Dom laughed, gently pulling the t-shirt down so Aaron could catch his breath. The rabbit simply nodded, huffing out and giggling in little aftershocks still as Dom carefully untied the paracord. A few seconds later, Aaron was flexing his arms and rubbing his raw wrists.\n\n“Y-you didn't have to suck me off,” Aaron started, as he unfolded himself and sat his rump on his bunk, rubbing his ankles and wrists still as he stretched out the sore spots. “I...I liked it, though.\"\n\n“Hah, don't get too used to it,” Dom growled playfully, before kissing Aaron hard on the lips again, backing the rabbit down to his bunk again as he crouched over Aaron, right back to where they started. “Consider it an apology for making you have to go through mom's bite-washing routine. Wanna suck mine some more?” Dom asked, hopeful. Aaron just giggled and nodded. \n\n“Yeah...hey Dom? Y-you can use my ears as handles,” the still-trembling rabbit said, making Dom grin as the hyena shuffled forward over Aaron. Aaron swooned, the faint scent of Dom's sweat in his fur coupled with potent arousal as that black erection bobbed in front of his muzzle. Aaron reached up to steady it with a hand, and started to lap and suckle on the tip before his lips closed, and he started slurping it down into his mouth. Dom groaned, that happy, sweet hyena-moo that made Aaron giddy, while pushing his hips forward and backing Aaron's head down to his pillow. A moment later, Dom had shifted his weight and mounted the rabbit's head proper, using a hand around Aaron's ears to harness him in place as Dom dug deeper, testing Aaron's gag reflex.\n\nThe first probe at the back of Aaron's throat caught a shudder and gag, but Dom found this only an inch shy of his root. Satisfied, the hyena reached to make a bump-stop with his fingers around his girth, and began thrusting slowly into Aaron's mouth, groaning again as the rabbit hungrily suckled him and washed over his thick, throbbing black dick with little washes of his tongue. Both of Aaron's hands cradled Dom's furry balls against his chin, kneading the heavy orbs in his delicate little fingers. Dom loved the sensation even more than burying himself in the bunny's ass; Aaron was so into this, and he could - and did - play back. The rabbit huffed and suckled, slurping noisily several times around Dom's dick as he pressed up when Dom thrusted forward, defying Dom's bump-stop and making himself gag again, before swallowing the next time the hyena's dick probed the back of his throat. Dom abruptly found himself balls-deep in the rabbit's mouth and groaned out a faint curse, shuddering. He sawed several deep strokes into the rabbit's mouth before he pulled back and let Aaron gasp for breath, and repeated it again.\n\n“Ah, fuck, Aaron I'm gonna cum dude,” Dom whispered gruffly as he started to tense, pulling back and stroking himself- only to feel his hand pulled away and Aaron taking charge, underneath. The rabbit's hands tugged gently on Dom's balls, and the bunny pushed up, suckling his cock back down and starting to noisily slurp around him, sucking on him like a straw as the rabbit urged Dom to thrust. The young hyena obliged as he started rolling over the edge, Dom gritting his teeth as he thrusted down into the rabbit's mouth in longer, shaky sawing motions of his hips, and began to pulse thick, nearly-gelatinous globs of thick hyena-cum into Aaron's mouth. The rabbit shuddered and swallowed desperately, trying to keep up as Dom's hips pumped and helped churn up thick wads of sticky, slimy jizz that just kept pouring up from him to the rabbit's delight. Aaron buried his face in Dom's lap and swallowed around the hyena's cock-head, letting Dom shoot straight into his throat as the rabbit pressed his face to Dom's pubic fur. Dom froze for a few moments longer as his cock throbbed and drooled a slicker, runnier drizzle of dregs out before the hyena abruptly pulled back as he grew hypersensitive, and let out a slightly-too-loud little hyena-laugh as he flopped over on Aaron's bedroll.\n\n“Ah-heh, heh! Hooo, fuck you're good at that,” Dom laughed, grinning and looping his arm around Aaron as the rabbit crawled in and snuggled up beside him. Aaron was desperately chugging a bottle of water to try and wash down the hyena's thick load, and Dom grimaced a little. “Ha! S-sorry dude. I wish my stuff was as easy to get down as yours is,” he mumbled. Aaron shook his head and coughed a few times to clear his throat.\n\n“It's alright,” Aaron giggled, nuzzling Dom's chin and kissing him, before Dom lowered his muzzle and kissed him properly, one last time. Aaron kissed back, and sifted his fingers through Dom's chest-fur.\n\n“Hey, Aaron,” Dom lead.\n\n“Hm?” Aaron asked, looking up from where he snuggled his head on Dom's chest. The hyena shifted and rested his head on a hand, looking down to the rabbit as he flashed his trademark grin.\n\n“I never got to say it the other night, but... I love you too, dude.”\n\n[b][center]-END-[/center][/b]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Content Warning: Cub/cub (10M/8M) romance, masturbation/fantasy, orientation, pred/prey (thematic), Sweat/Musk, Blood/medical (minor/from past injury), parental discipline, harsh words, 90's-era slurs/teasing, light bondage, edging/orgasm denial

Before the Fall

“Tent Pt.3”

by beforethefall [Inkbunny]




 

Chapter One

“Refractory”


Dawn came far too soon for Dom. The sun was still hidden behind the trees, but the brightness in the sky informed him that the sun was already well on its way to being up as the hyena squinted his eyes and rubbed them. He stretched, yawned, and tasted iron as he smacked his lips, which brought the memory of the night before flooding back to him. His eyes shot open to find Aaron laid at his side, curled up in a fetal position under the hyena's blanket. The rabbit's feet, still discolored with fresh soil from the night before, were nestled against Dom's naked hip, and Aaron's face was pressed in against the hyena's side. He was breathing softly, still asleep.

Dom could see a pair of dark crimson stains on the back of the rabbit's neck where his canines had punctured the rabbit's skin the night before. He frowned as a fresh rush of guilt welled in his stomach, and threatened to bring frustrated and disappointed tears to his eyes; Dom could've sworn he was biting the rabbit's shoulder last night. Coupled with that guilt was a sickening realization that there was no hope of hiding this from their parents. He knew from the aftermath of several of his fights with his brothers that bite punctures were different from little scrapes and scratches, and they needed to get washed out with antiseptic - a deeply unpleasant experience - or else they could get infected, which was a whole different world of hurt. He didn't have the heart to wake Aaron up though; not yet. Aaron wasn't actively bleeding, so instead, Dom whiled away a little longer mulling over in his head how, exactly, he was going to explain this. It wasn't Aaron's fault; Dom would have to take the heat for this on his own. He wasn't any stranger to being in trouble, anyway, and for once, he felt like he deserved it.

“Wake up, Aaron,” Dom said quietly after another twenty minutes had passed, as he jostled the rabbit at his side gently as a few of the sun's rays broke through the trees. “We should get dressed before our parents get up."

Aaron stirred, first burying his face in against Dom's side a little tighter, before uncurling and stretching. The rabbit winced and vocalized a bit of pain as he stretched a little too far, and the thoroughly bruised muscles in his belly protested accordingly.

“Ow...I think you bruised my spleen,” Aaron complained, rolling onto his back with his rock-hard morning wood standing straight up in the air. He rubbed tenderly at the spot just above his bellybutton where Dom kicked him the night before. Dom frowned, despite the fact that Aaron didn't seem to remember or realize how dire his situation was the night before. It took Dom a second to come up with a response.

“... Sorry, dude. Are you really hurt?” the hyena asked, with a bit of concern.

“Nah. I don't think so. Just sore...My throat hurts worse.” Aaron admitted, rubbing his at his neck and hissing through his teeth at the sharp sting when he touched the relatively fresh wounds on the front of his neck that mirrored those in the back.

“Uh...about that,” Dom said, leveling his nerves. He sat up, still nude but half-covered by his blanket. “You...uh. I put holes in you last night,” he mumbled sheepishly, “T-they don't look like big ones, but...My mom knows how to wash carnivore bites out. It's going to suck...”

As Dom trailed off, Aaron's expression transformed, slowly, from confusion to concern.

“Oh, shit. No, Dom! I told you not to hurt me, remember? Why did you bite me so hard?" the rabbit's anxiety began to spike as he dug for a makeshift mirror, settling on a cassette tape case in which he desperately tried to glimpse his reflection. “Dude my dad is going to KILL you, what the fuck Dom! They're going to find out what we've been doing and--” the rabbit was cut off by Dom.

“They aren't going to find out shit but what we want them to find out. We made a deal," he lied; Aaron never agreed to it. “If you get hurt we come up with a story and fucking stick to it.”

Aaron was too bound up in shock and nerves to protest or even recall their conversation the day prior.

"We get dressed and act like everything is normal and let THEM spot the blood stains,” Dom said, with a slight husk to his already-gravely voice. “Then we,” he air-quoted, “Come clean about roughhousing after lights-out and yeah, maybe I bit you a little when we were goofing around but neither of us realized I broke skin.” Dom had been pulling this con for a while. This was the formula; a small pain and punishment to prevent a big pain and punishment. A false admission seeded by partial truth to make it more believable.

“I'll just go shower and wash my fur out, they won't have to know-”

“It'll get infected, dude. You don't want that, trust me,” Dom said as he reached out and grabbed Aaron's hand, holding it. “Relax, man. I'm taking the fall. It'll be fine. It's my fault anyway. All you have to do is follow my lead and let my mom fix you up, okay?"

"What if they get mad?" Aaron croaked, on the edge of tears in his panic. “I don't want you getting in trouble. I don't want our dads to get mad at each other.” Dom squeezed his hand tighter and mournfully looked to the rabbit.

“Dude...I fucked up. We've gotta do this, alright? We can't get out of it, but we can make it less bad. Just...try to play it cool and play it off as no big deal, okay? You aren't gonna get in trouble,” he tried to reassure Aaron, but the tears welling in the rabbit's eyes began to fall, and for some reason, the sight broke Dom's heart. The rabbit lunged for him and threw his arms around Dom's shoulders, Aaron burying his face in Dom's neck and holding him tight. Aaron trembled, just holding the hyena for a long few moments.

“I don't want them to split us up,” Aaron finally mumbled, sniffling wetly while muffled in Dom's fur. Dom just hugged the rabbit against him and sighed.

“I don't think we can get around that, dude. It'll only be a few days, probably. Better this way than the other," Dom reassured Aaron, who couldn't quite stop sobbing for a few long moments as the hyena held him. Minutes passed as Aaron slowly composed himself and rubbed the tears out of his eyes, but soon the pair were pulling their clothes on and preparing to face their fates.



---



Aaron picked at his bowl of cereal quietly at the picnic table, unable to help but look pensive as Dom tried to lighten the mood, flicking pieces of his own cereal off his spoon and into Aaron's bowl from across the table. It had only been ten minutes or so but the parents hadn't noticed, and were simply chatting about the plans of the day. Aaron couldn't believe how casual Dom was with all of this; the older hyena boy was chatting and talking with the adults like nothing had happened, even fully-well knowing that something was about to break. Aaron's attention snapped from where it had wandered as he heard his name.

“Hey, Aaron. You've got something in your fur, honey,” Margie - Dom's mom - said from across the table. Aaron shrunk, until Dom kicked him in the shin under the table. The rabbit winced.

“Huh? W-what do you mean?” Aaron asked, remembering to play dumb. As he looked up to Margie, he saw Dom shrinking, now, in the periphery of his vision. It was almost imperceptible, but Aaron knew Dom's body language well enough at this point..

“Oh, honey - you're bleeding!” Aaron's mom, Bonnie, started in as her attention was drawn to her son. Dom let his spoon drop into his bowl with a quiet clink.

“Oh, crap,” Dom croaked with an awkward sort of guilt already evident in his voice. The tone caught Ted's attention instantly despite the other adults' sudden fussing over Aaron, pulling his tank-top's neck down to reveal four perfectly-spaced punctures on either side of the rabbit's neck; two between his collarbones centered right over his windpipe, and two more on his back just below his neck, slightly off-center. Plain as day, upper and lower canines in a full-mouthed bite. Dom didn't appreciate the subtext in the glance toward him from Aaron's mom in the flurry of activity. It wasn't simple disapproval; he saw confirmation of prejudice. He'd just helped reinforce some stupid, preconceived notion she had about hyenas, and he could probably name a few more of them she held based on that look alone. If he weren't already in the hot seat he'd have called it out. Instead, Dom shrunk in his seat as more and more sets of eyes locked on him. His ears pinned back.

“Oh, crap?” Ted asked his son, in a harder, gruffer voice than Aaron had heard the hyena patriarch use thus far. It was far scarier than Dom's ‘rough’ voice; Ted's natural, low growl was only peeking through at the edges, but it was in spite of a lifetime of conditioning and training. What little bit that emerged came out positively steaming with rage, like a nuclear firestorm shining through the cracks in a brick wall that had been built to keep it at bay.

“I, uh, I didn't mean to,” Dom uttered lamely, wincing long before his dad's huge hand clapped on the back of his neck and practically lifted the younger hyena out of his seat at the picnic table. “Ow, fuck-- D-dad, we were just goofing around, I didn't mean to hurt him!” Dom yelped as he was manhandled further from the table into the relative privacy behind the shed, out of immediate earshot of the rabbits as they, along with Dom's mom, fussed over Aaron in the heat of the moment.

Aaron watched Dom get drug off until he was out of sight, not even hearing his parents' fussing and concern.

“What the fuck did I tell you, Dom? You can't keep your shit un-fucked for two fucking weeks and play nice with a rabbit kid and stay the fuck out of trouble? What the fuck is your problem?” Ted hissed once he had Dom's back to the wood siding of the shed. “Why'd you do it? Just bullying him or to prove a point? I swear your brothers grew out of this stupid fucking predator-superiority-complex bullshit when they were half your age, how the fuck do you even get to the point of biting a sweet kid like that?! He's half your size already! Fuck, you know if the Lapins want to press charges there's not shit I can do for you, you know that, right?! A fucking fight is one thing but hyena bites are automatically a fucking deadly weapons charge, goddammit Dom!”

Dom was used to his dad spiraling like this, but this was a bad one. Maybe one of the worst. He felt like he was about to throw up the half bowl of cereal he'd just eaten, but managed to hold it down as he kept his back to the shed and watched his dad rant and rave, alternating between pacing and coming in nose-to-nose with him. The prescribed course of action was followed; he knew the score. He stayed silent until he heard the magic words.

“Well? Spill it, what've you got to say for yourself?” Ted asked, once he'd spit most of the furor he could muster out in his ranting.

“I didn't mean to hurt him. We were just messing around,” Dom said, keeping his voice low, and his eyes lower. “We were just roughhousing after lights-out and I guess I bit him harder than I expected. He didn't--"

“Why the fuck would you bite him at all? You know better, Dom! You could've broken his collarbone! You could've ripped his throat out! Shit, you could've taken his whole fucking head off!” Ted hissed under his breath, still pacing and gesticulating wildly to burn off his rage and adrenaline.

“I wasn't trying to hurt him!” Dom tried to defend himself, though his dad's scowl tempered the fervor with which he responded immediately. “W-we were just roughhousing. I didn't know rabbit skin was that easy to break,” he continued, more softly. Dom surprised himself when he was able to pull up tears from the depths of his soul, though they did little more than well up in his eyes. Furnished by the idea of almost surely getting split up from Aaron, for whom he'd grown quite fond over the last week, far beyond all expectations, and the sense of impending doom that was settling into the pit of his stomach.

“That's the fucking point, Dom. You don't have to try; which is why it's too risky to fuck around with this sort of thing. It's a goddamn miracle you didn't kill him biting his throat like that. You're lucky I don't grab a pair of pliers and pull your fucking fangs out myself-- or maybe I can offer Mr. Lapin the honors by way of reparations," Ted spat. Dom knew better than to take the threat seriously. His dad was much more inventive with his punishments than that. "Consider yourself in deep shit until you hear otherwise. Go sit in the RV until me or your mom comes and gets you.” Ted said, rubbing the bridge of his muzzle. He tried to not let Dom's meager waterworks sway his rage, but it was hard; Dom never was a crier.

“Can I apologize to the Lapins? And to Aaron..?” Dom plead.

“I need to talk it out with them first. Don't think for a second you're getting off that easy, either. You're way outside the bounds of a sorry fixing this one, Dom,” Ted said, and nudged his muzzle with a smart twitch toward the RV, dismissing the younger hyena.

“Yes, sir,” Dom sullenly said, and once his dad waved him off, did as he was instructed. There was a brief lock of his eyes on Aaron's as the rabbit's parents were doting on him and examining the wounds still, as Aaron sat shirtless atop the picnic table in Dom's usual spot before he almost bumped into his mom, who was exiting the bus with the all-too-familiar first aid kit in her hand. The brief glance from his mom was soft; the sort of reassurance that no matter how bad his dad's ranting and tirade was, everything was going to be okay in the end - and it probably wasn't as bad as his dad made it seem. His mom always gave him the benefit of the doubt.

Dom sat on the stairs of the converted bus and hugged his knees, looking out the open door toward Aaron as the adults put water on the camp stove to boil. Guilt churned in the hyena's stomach; he had sat where Aaron was more times than he could count over the years, and knew fully well what the rabbit was in for. Aaron didn't seem to have any idea, or he'd probably be looking a lot more nervous. The rabbit just looked sullen, though, and stared back at Dom as Margie pressed a boiled towel to the wounds on either side of the rabbit's neck. Aaron winced as the wounds were compressed and the intense heat radiated into the sore spots, and for a few long minutes, the adults talked, as Aaron's mom held his hand. Aaron's gaze didn't deviate from Dom's.

Dom jealously wished he could be there to hold his hand in Bonnie's place. The look he caught from Bonnie earlier ground against his ego as well, giving the hyena an outlet for some of his anxious energy, something to flip over in his mind to put the steady flipping of his nerves out of mind. He started to realize that the Lapins didn't seem as mad as they probably had the right to be, though- it was a serious moment, yes, but they weren't angry. They just concerned for their son. After all, Aaron had been brutally assaulted by a big, scary predator. Jack and Ted talked as they sat across the table from one another; his dad had his serious face and tone on while Jack seemed concerned but more relaxed than Dom had expected. Dom's mom and Bonnie took care of Aaron handily, it was only maybe ten long minutes as compresses were changed out, and slowly the blood clots were soaked out of Aaron's wounds so they could get cleaned properly, before he heard Aaron speaking during a lull in that tense conversation.

“Can Dom come back?" Dom overheard Aaron asking, and the young hyena rubbed his eyes with the back of his wrist. There's no way the parents could deny the poor, wounded little rabbit using his little voice. Dom was actually impressed at how well Aaron could play the game. Aaron's parents seemed surprised at the request, but soon relented to their son's wishes after a brief, quiet conversation with him. Dom heard his dad speak up.

“He wanted to apologize to you all, anyway. I think it would be good for him to see what he's done,” Ted said. The others just nodded, and Ted waved Dom over.

Dom rubbed the bridge of his muzzle but got up and walked over, not too fast. He kept glancing to Aaron who maintained eye contact as best as he could with Dom, trying to reassure him. Dom knew better than to speak first. Ted obliged him.

“You're in it deep, Dom. But you already know that; because you know better than this. Aaron told us what happened, and the Lapins have decided to be gracious and not make a big deal out of this, lucky you. But you still owe them an apology; especially to Aaron." the patriarch hyena said.

“I'm sorry Mr. and Mrs. Lapin. It was an accident I swear. Aaron's cool and I didn't want to hurt him, I guess we just got caught up in the moment." Dom explained. It was true, too. "It won't happen again,” Dom continued, sullen, as his eyes caught Aaron's. A fresh wash of regret churned in his stomach as he saw his mom opening one of the sterile wound washes from their first aid kit. “Aaron, dude. I'm especially sorry to you. I didn't realize how rough I was being, and...” Dom was surprised at how easily this came to him. It helped that it was the truth, for once, “...and it was stupid of me to try to roughhouse like that with you anyway. I promise I won't do it again.” He reached a hand out to shake with Aaron- and Aaron took his hand, and held it instead. Dom's heart melted, just a little, as his eyes locked on the rabbit's.

“It's okay Dom. I know you didn't want to really hurt me,” Aaron said, his voice breaking a bit. He held Dom's hand tight as he saw Margie approaching with the syringe. Dom squeezed reassuringly on Aaron's hand.

“Hey, uh- it's easier if you don't see it coming,” Dom advised, which drew Aaron's gaze to his own. “Just...try to hold still, it doesn't hurt so bad if you don't squirm around and make her have to go in twice." Aaron's big eyes just stayed locked on Dom's, the rabbit looking worried but resolved.

“O-okay. I'm ready, I guess,” the little rabbit said, as his mom took his other hand to provide some added reassurance.

Margie was skilled with this sort of thing; nursing experience plus raising three hyena boys had prepared her well, but no amount of steady hands and gentle prep could make it exactly easy. As the first wound was flushed out with wound wash, Aaron yelped and clenched his eyes shut, kicking his feet against the picnic table bench and squeezing Dom's hand so tight that he thought the rabbit might hurt himself all over again. Aaron tried to be tough, but it stung so bad, and so deep; Dom knew exactly what he was going through in that moment.

Dom uttered encouragements and reassurances to Aaron, who latched onto him for comfort through the ordeal. It only took a minute, probably less than that, before Margie finally swabbed his wounds with a bit more disinfectant that stained the rabbit's fur brown-orange, and pressed gauze pads to the four spots before taping them down with fur-safe medical tape.

As soon as he was let free, Aaron thrust himself against Dom and hugged him tight, to the confusion of the elders. Dom took the opportunity to hug the rabbit, though, careful of the fresh bandages as Aaron wiped his tears in against Dom's t-shirt and collected himself, sitting up and sheepishly glancing to the adults.

“Alright, Aaron,” Margie spoke up, “You can go play - but keep those as clean as you can for a couple days. Sorry, but that means no more swimming for a few days either, hun.”

“O-okay,” Aaron sniffed, still struggling to recover his composure.

“Maybe that's for the best. You know, they just opened a new museum in that tourist-trap down the highway. Believe it or Not!” Bonnie said, with a consoling smile. “Maybe we can do that and put off the water park for a few days? We could catch a show while we're in town too,” she suggested. Aaron smiled, as things started looking like they were going to be more okay. Dom knew better, even before his dad spoke up.

“You all should go ahead, and have fun. Dom and I have some work to do around the campsite.” Dom didn't like the sound of that, coming from his dad. “After all. Someone has to pay for the medical bills. Margie's services don't come cheap," he joked with the rabbit parents, who gave a bit of a lame chuckle. Aaron just looked disappointedly at Dom, who gave a helpless shrug back.

“Sorry again, dude. Does it still hurt?” Dom asked Aaron, rubbing awkwardly at the back of his neck.

“I'm fine,” Aaron lied. The wounds were throbbing, but he wasn't going to victimize himself to his parents any further than he already was, nor throw Dom any further under the bus than he already was. They'd made a deal.



Chapter Two

“Rehabilitation”


Dom panted as he hefted freshly chainsawed logs onto the old stump again and again, hacking at them with a maul until he could get a wedge into place. He flipped the maul over and used the blunt end to drive the wedge through, splitting the logs one-by-one into proper firewood. It was only one modest little tree that had fallen a couple years ago, but it felt like they'd gone through at least ten of them since he'd found the rhythm to keep up with his dad on the chainsaw, cutting that tree's trunk and larger branches down to length at roughly the same rate Dom could split them.

He knew this was part of the process. The initial explosion was always the worst part, when his dad was brimming with fresh rage. The stern, stony-faced disappointment phase that followed almost always involved a fresh lesson in the value of brutally hard work. Dom's arms were screaming for mercy, as were his back and core muscles. His blistered grip was just beginning to falter on the maul's handle before his dad spoke up.

“Alright, that's enough. The rest can go on the fire as-is once it's cut to length.” Ted said; flat-voiced and stern, still. “Go wash up and help your mom set out some lunch, then we'll talk about your sleeping arrangements for the night.”

Dom hated that tone, and hated more that it sounded like his chores and punishment weren't done quite yet. His legs were shaky; he was starving-hungry after the aborted breakfast earlier that morning, and the sawdust stuck to his sweat-soaked fur to the extent that it had worked its way down to his skin over time, making him itch and burn as it rubbed his skin raw. He only managed a panted, “Yes, sir,” in response. He fetched the wedge and hefted the maul onto his shoulder before he headed to hang them back up in the shed. He knew better than to drop them where he stood, no matter how bad he wanted to. He'd learned that lesson plenty of times before. The shed was left open since his dad still had the chainsaw, and Dom headed to rinse the worst of the sawdust and sweat from his fur.

He undressed and shook his shirt, shorts and underwear out, carefully plucking stubborn bits of sawdust from the fabric and brushing it until he was satisfied they were clean, then turned on the faucet. He was so tired he was numb, but the water was soothing and as it ran through his fur that numbness was replaced by fresh guilt, as he thought back to the night before. He could see Aaron's unfocused gaze, glass-eyed and...not really gasping for breath, just going through some sick, reflexive motion of doing so. He was sure he was the only one who knew just how close of a call they'd had. It was a miracle that the only lasting effects were a few puncture wounds in Aaron's neck after all that. He was thankful that Aaron seemed to be okay this morning, in the light of that understanding.

Hard labor in 'Dad's Labor Camp for Kids,' he and his brothers' pet name for this ritualistic punishment, rarely went without protest nor complaint. Dom had uttered neither. He simply complied, secretly agreeing that he'd crossed a line that he didn't want to tread near again. The regret, guilt, and confused, anxious anger gave way to another sensation that was more alien to Dom, as he felt himself stoop and rub his hands to his face under the water. Relief, that Aaron seemed okay in the end, and maybe didn't remember the worst of the trauma last night, aside from a surely-sore asshole and neck, and a few minor scrapes and bruises at least.

He was surprised, abruptly, as he realized he'd been sobbing into his hands under the stream of water, his sinuses burning and face aching as he strained to stay quiet, undetected in that little bit of privacy. He didn't even try to claw his composure together. Not yet. He wasn't sure why, but he needed this. There wasn't much that he wouldn't do for just a bit of soft reassurance that it was all going to be okay.

He missed Aaron.

He wished he could tell someone about it all. Come clean about the whole thing. Own up to his guilt. Own up to what he and Aaron had really been up to over the last four days. There had been so many close calls, already, he was getting tired of keeping it under wraps. It was so hard. Aaron did something to him that he didn't have the right words for. It was innate. Primal. Maybe Mrs. Lapin's look was warranted, after all. Fuck. Mrs. Lapin. She knew something about him, and he hated that she did. He flashed back to that glance, the slightest micro-expression of scorn and disdain for what he was that was masked almost instantly, but not quick enough. In her eyes, he must look like a monster after what he'd done.

What the fuck is happening to you, Dom? he could hear himself taunting in his head. Bullying himself over having gone soft, all over some stupid rabbit kid. Lucky your fucking brothers aren't here, they'd be all over your ass. They'd have sniffed it out days ago and then you'd be really fucked. Scolding himself just made him cry harder, as he pulled his hair and ears under the stream of water, clenching his jaw until his teeth ached in protest. If you keep it up you might well fucking kill him on accident some day. Stupid fucking savage... Fuck. He told me he loved me last night. Is that what this is for him? ...Is that what it is for me? Oh, fuck, man, am I really--

A stern double-knock at the corrugated metal wall snapped Dom out of it with a fresh palpitation in his chest.

“Don't get too comfortable in there. You aren't done yet.” he heard his dad's stern voice from outside.

“Yes, sir,” Dom said, straining to sound even vaguely normal as he turned the water off. “Just trying to get the sawdust out of my fur.”

“Yeah, you and me both. Kick it into gear already, kid.”



---



Aaron knew his parents too well to think he'd heard the last of it as they rode together in the family camper-van toward Leviathan Holler. As they were on the long stretch of highway toward the tourist-trap town, Aaron watched the billboards roll by as his parents talked to him in agonizing, radio-less silence while he sat in one of the big plush chairs in the second row seating, fidgeting idly with his seat belt.

“You know you can tell us if he's bullying you. We can talk to his parents if you're afraid of Dom," Bonnie said. Aaron frowned.

“He's really nice, you know. You guys haven't even talked to him, otherwise you'd know," Aaron said. His eye caught his mom's in the mirror.

“I know, he seems like a nice enough kid,” Bonnie said, sighing, “I just worry he's...maybe not aware enough yet, about how you and he are different."

“He's just a hyena! It's not like he's an alien, mom,” Aaron rolled his eyes.

“He's got jaws that can tear through a car tire,” Jack said, which made Aaron groan.

“I'd get in trouble at school for saying stuff like that! It doesn't even matter if it's true, it's not fair and he can't help it. You guys weren't this weird when Dexter broke my wrist,” Aaron challenged, thankful for his gray squirrel friend despite their occasional spats. The summer prior, they'd been playing at the school playground and Dexter tried to tackle Aaron off the top of the monkey bars. To Dexter it was just casual play - something squirrels could do without a second thought. Aaron had no idea how to handle that kind of fall though, and he'd tried to catch himself wrong. He spent six weeks in a cast as a result.

The silence that followed actually worried Aaron that he maybe went too far. He looked up toward the front of the van and saw his parents both staring straight ahead for a long few moments. Aaron couldn't bear it for long.

“So? So what if he can bite through a tire?" Aaron blurted despite himself. "He barely scratched me... I told you it was an accident,” the rabbit said, voice dropping again as he sulked, despite wringing his ears nervously against his stomach.

“Alright, alright. We'll drop it,” Jack relented, much to Aaron's relief.

“We just want you to be safe,” Bonnie added, which made Aaron roll his eyes.

“I could kick his butt if I had to.” Aaron said, defiantly. He wasn't so sure of it, but he made it sound good.

“You'd do better at outrunning him,” Jack said, to which Aaron couldn't help but laugh.

“Yeah, he's slow,” he said, letting a bit of a genuine smile out. “I miss him already. Do we have to go to Leviathan Holler without the Crocuttos?”

“Let's just enjoy the day as a family, alright?” Bonnie asked; as gentle a no as Aaron had heard in a long time, as the van rolled under the big sign that spanned the highway, where a friendly-looking cartoon lake-monster welcomed them to town.



Chapter Three

“Reunion"


Around an hour before sunset, Dom sat, exhausted, at the picnic table with his head resting on his crossed arms. Everything hurt, everywhere. Several fingers were wrapped in clean bandages, the blisters from chopping wood handily treated by his mom after he and his dad were done working. A full cord of fresh firewood was stacked under the shed's awning, now, enough wood to get them through another year of camping at least. Ted was asleep in the hammock in the shade.

Margie was cooking, which was a rare sight during the Crocutto camping trips. She was making a camp chili she liked to throw together on one of the easier-going days. It was basically the only thing she ever made outdoors beyond cereal and coffee; Margie always looked forward to the camping trips as a reprieve from kitchen duty. Dom's dad had a strong survivalist ego that was stroked by being the outdoor chef, anyway.

Dom barely even noticed the van rolling up the drive, until he heard the van door slide open and clunk in its track, before the young rabbit shouted his name. Dom hardly had a chance to look over before he was tackled by a blue-gray-furred missile that latched around his neck and hugged him tight, pulling him bodily off of the end of the picnic table's bench and tackling him to the ground.

“Huh? Wha-OOF!” Dom uttered in surprise, before he issued a genuinely happy hyena-bark of laughter as Aaron giggled too.

“Aaron!” Bonnie scolded her son, causing Aaron to giggle and get up, offering his hand to Dom quickly to help the hyena up in turn.

“Easy, dude! Heh-ha! Hey, man. How's your neck? What'd you think of Leviathan Holler?” the hyena asked as the rabbit pulled his hand to help him get up. Dom hissed and winced as one of his bandaged blisters was squeezed against.

“It doesn't even hurt anymore. Oh, crap, sorry! What happened to your hands?” Aaron asked, looking concerned as he held Dom's hand, looking at his bandaged fingers. Dom snorted.

“I asked you first, dude. Tell me about your day," Dom insisted. Aaron rolled his eyes as he thought about where to start.

“Uhh, well we went to the Believe It Or Not Museum and saw all sorts of cool stuff; they even have a whole section about monsters like Bigfoot and the Lake Aardvark Leviathan! They have a real electric chair there you can sit in too," the rabbit giggled, a bit weirdly. "Then we walked down the road and got lunch at this place that makes veggie sandwiches. Mine had alfalfa and carrots and cilantro and bean sprouts and peanut butter sauce on it,” the rabbit boasted. “We walked around and checked out a bunch of shops and stuff...and then we went to a wild west show where robbers tried to break into a bank and got into a big shootout, and some of their buddies got arrested and put in jail, and then the bad guys that got away came back to break their buddies out! They even had real horses and explosions and stuff, dude!” Aaron was obviously excited and had a good time. It made Dom smile, and he felt a bit of his strength coming back at the refreshing energy of his friend.

“Yeah, yeah. The Roughshod Run Renegades, right?” Dom laughed again. “That's a cool show.” he wagged slowly, settling back in at the table, but straddling its bench now so he could face Aaron, who was sitting similarly. Dom could see most of the way up the leg of Aaron's shorts, but lifted his gaze to meet Aaron's again as the rabbit spoke.

“Yeah, yeah. Oh, I got you something, but I wanna give it to you later,” Aaron said with a big, beaming grin. “So what happened to your hands?”

“Huh? Dude, you didn't have to get me anything...” Dom started, feeling immediately guilty again. He wrung his fingers and rubbed at one of the more sore spots. “Uh. Hard labor,” Dom said, nudging his muzzle toward the freshly split firewood. “Dad made me split firewood,” he admitted.

“Shut up, dude, I wanted to," Aaron laughed. "Ow. With your bare hands?” he asked, ignorant of that sort of hard work yet. Dom laughed.

“No, dude, with an axe. Well, technically a maul and wedge...whatever. But, yeah, all that," he gestured toward the stacked firewood by the shed. “I, uh...” Dom kind of sheepishly shifted in his spot, glancing around toward the parents who were minding their own business, though not entirely out of earshot. “I left something for you in your bunk, too,” Dom said, hushed, before continuing more conversationally, “Dad made me move my sleeping bag out. He says just for tonight though so long as I stay out of trouble.” Aaron's expression dropped, and it dragged Dom's down as well.

“You split all that and you're still alive? Jeez, dude! Aw, they're still splitting us up?” he asked, sounding genuinely disappointed.

“Yeah. Just for tonight though. He didn't have me do anything but move my bedroll out. So, uh. I guess enjoy having the place to yourself tonight. I left my tapes in there,” Dom said, trying to spin it in a positive light. Aaron just sulked.

“Where are you sleeping?” the rabbit boy asked. Dom nudged his head toward the shed, which had been cleaned, organized, and swept out. His sleeping bag was rolled out atop a tarp on the hard-packed dirt floor.

“It'll be fine for a night. Mosquitoes don't really bother me too bad anyway.” Dom said, catching Aaron's mischievous grin out of the corner of his eye.

“Yeah, cuz' your breath is so bad it gasses them out,” the rabbit teased, trying to lighten the mood. Dom grinned back.

“At least I got that going for me, huh?” Dom laughed, huffing a breath at Aaron playfully. The rabbit recoiled, which made Dom laugh even more. “Hey, Aaron?”

“Yeah?”

“I'm glad you're back, dude.” Dom said with a warmer smile than he usually held out to folks openly. Aaron smiled back at him.

“I'm glad I'm back too."



---



The night was uneventful, and surprisingly relaxed. Dom was initially worried with the tension in the air before the Lapins left for their day-trip that he might have blown the campout, but as the evening's board games moved on to drinks and cards for the adults and idle fireside lounging for Dom and Aaron, he soon started to relax and realize that, just maybe, it wasn't as big of a deal as his dad initially made it out to be. The aching muscles in his back and arms soon were the only reminders of the day's tone, and Aaron seemed totally unfazed by his injuries. If it weren't for the bandages securely taped in place, it would've been easy to forget all about it..

Dom and Aaron sat in the grass just outside the worst of the campfire's heat, their bare feet pressed against the other's as they played a game they'd made up on the fly. They were lazily tossing a ball back and forth, and the person holding the ball would ask a question. The other had to answer before they could get the ball thrown back.

“What's...your favorite kool-aid flavor?” Aaron asked, turning the ball over in his hands.

“Ecto-Cooler. Easy." Dom said, eyes tracking the ball as Aaron lobbed it up and across to him. Dom caught it. “Your biggest pet-peeve?” Dom asked, holding the ball as he curled his bare toes against Aaron's, still in awe at how soft the rabbit's furry-soled feet were.

“Kids that say guess-what too much," Aaron said.

“Good one," Dom laughed as he lobbed the ball to Aaron. Aaron caught it smartly, flopping back in the grass and stretching. His shirt rode up, exposing his bellybutton. Dom helped himself to the view.

“Do you think we'll live in outer space someday?” Aaron asked, throwing Dom for a loop. The hyena slumped back in the grass and looked up at the clear night sky.

“I don't know. There's a space station up there. So I guess technically some people already are living in space,” Dom said.

“No, I mean, like... Us. Like we could go up there and not have to come back. We could get jobs mining asteroids or bounty hunting or something," Aaron said, feeling a little silly and giggling to shake it off as he laced the toes of his right foot with Dom's left.

“Yeah, I don't know. That's pretty Star-Trek. It'd be pretty cool though," Dom admitted. Aaron relented, and lobbed the ball into the air. Dom had to sit up to catch it, and promptly flopped onto his back again with a grunt.

“Yeah, it would be,” Aaron admitted.

“Have you ever ...liked a boy before?” Dom asked, hushed as their parents laughed and chatted at the table maybe twenty feet away. There was an uncomfortably long pause.

“Kind of,” Aaron finally said, squeezing his toes around Dom's, gently. “Not...not really like I do you though,” the rabbit said, more hushed.

“Tell me about him?” Dom pressed. Aaron hesitated more, to the point that Dom looked down to see the rabbit sitting up again, fidgeting with his shorts' leg awkwardly. Dom sat up, too.

“He's just this kid from my school. He said he doesn't like boys like that,” Aaron said, quietly. Dom could hear the disappointment in the rabbit's voice.

“Aw, dude. That sucks,” Dom said, offering the ball out to Aaron, who accepted it and rolled it in his fingers.

“It's okay. He can like whatever he wants. Girls like him a lot anyway,” Aaron said, before pausing a few moments as he stared at the ball. “Dom?” he hesitated, before looking up to the hyena. “...You'd be honest if you didn't like me back, right? It's okay if you-” Aaron stopped short, as his voice cracked. Dom was quick to speak over him anyway.

“I'd tell you, yeah,” the hyena boy said. Aaron kept the ball, for now.

“Okay, because you said you weren't gay and-"

“I'd tell you dude, really. Promise," Dom said, looking across to the rabbit. Aaron's gaze stayed fixed on Dom for a few long moments, before he reached out and offered the ball back.

“Almost lights out, time to get ready for bed, boys," called Bonnie from the table. Dom and Aaron shared another look, and Dom shrugged, before standing up and helping Aaron stand, too.

“It's in your pillowcase,” Dom simply said, reminding Aaron of what he'd said earlier. Aaron tipped his head, a little confused, but nodded. Before they parted ways for the night, Aaron grabbed Dom for a tight hug.

“Good night, Dom. I'm gonna miss you,” Aaron said quietly, mumbling into Dom's fur.

“At least you won't have to listen to me snore," Dom joked, trying to lighten the mood, and Aaron giggled a bit.

“Seriously, dude. Like a dump-truck downshifting. Uh- Seeya in the morning Dom!” Aaron abruptly said when he caught an odd look from a couple of the adults past Dom's shoulder, before he ran off toward the tent by the water. Dom watched him go, before he stopped by to hang out with the adults for a few minutes, mostly for the pretzels they had laid out, to go with the remainder of his bottle of water. It was also fun to watch them play their card games, as rowdy as they were with them.

“You and Aaron are awfully huggy all of a sudden,” Ted observed with a crooked grin. “I don't think I've seen you hug someone other than your grandma in at least two years.” Dom rolled his eyes.

“I think he just feels bad because I got in trouble while he had a fun day out. It's whatever,” Dom said, trying to sound as casual and uninterested about the rabbit as he could. It was true, though; he'd noticed more open affection from the rabbit since he got back from Leviathan Holler too. Dom was surprised when Bonnie laid covering fire.

“Aaron always does this when he feels like he's gotten one of his friends in trouble. He doubles down to make up for it, even if it isn't something he did," the rabbit matriarch said.

“I still feel bad for hurting him. I can't believe he didn't notice." Dom said, before crunching on another couple pretzels. “Sure knows how to wrestle, though, he's tough for a little dude.”

“He's as tough as they come. He's been begging us to start Taekwondo classes,” Jack said, while slapping down a few cards in rapid succession. “It's important to remember though; rabbits rarely admit we're hurt until we're badly injured. It's part of our nature,” the male rabbit warned, “It's an instinct that we have to work at, all the time. It's...just less disruptive than some other species' instincts."

“Like a hyena's laugh,” Dom said, lowly. It was probing, a carefully-calculated nudge at the prejudice he'd detected earlier. Jack was good at playing it off, better than Bonnie, who showed just a flash of notice herself.

“Not too different, I suppose. We've all got our work to do, and some work is harder than other work,” Jack said. Dom rubbed the back of his neck. It was a good argument, and his parents didn't seem to take issue with it. He knew his dad would've come to his defense if the Lapins were out of line.

“Sometimes it doesn't feel fair.” Dom heard himself say. He wasn't sure why he said it, in that moment, and only realized what he'd said when he caught an out-of-character look from his mother, and both of the rabbits. Ted spoke up, almost immediately.

“I've been telling you since you were two that life isn't always fair. It's just one of those things, Dom. It gets easier,” Dom's dad reassured him, before tousling his messy black hair as the younger hyena yawned.

“Yeah, I guess you're right. Anyway uh. Sorry again for the scare,” Dom said, mostly to Jack.

“So long as you understand the seriousness of what happened. Hey - I was wanting to ask you,” the adult rabbit spoke up. Dom looked over curiously as he finished his bottle of water. Jack continued, “Your school - are there many herbivores in your classes with you?”

“Uh... I guess? I never really thought much about it. I guess it's a pretty even split,” Dom said, confused at the question.

“But everyone seems to get along okay?” Jack pressed.

“Oh, well. Yeah, I guess so, aside from like, cliques and stuff, and some people that just don't get along,” Dom said. He'd never really put much thought into relations at his school. “Why?”

“Just curious, is all,” Jack said. He was being evasive, and Dom sensed it immediately. He always had a nose for that sort of thing. His brothers too. Dad called it the Crocutto Bullshit Detector.

“...Okaaaaay,” Dom said suspiciously, which made his dad laugh and smack him on the back. Dom was jarred at the force, and winced as his sore muscles woke back up for a moment to protest the jolt.

“Don't think too hard about it, Dom; you'll hurt yourself," Ted joked. "It'll make more sense soon. Go catch some shuteye, you've got to be about ready to drop dead." Dom didn't deny it.

“Yeah, uh, goodnight guys. Thanks again for not making a big deal out of...well, you know,” Dom said sheepishly to the Lapins, before retreating to the shed.

Shit. So this is it for the night, Dom thought as he looked down at the pathetic, spartan sleeping bag atop a tarp stretched on the floor of the shed. He stripped down to his underwear and hung his clothes on one of the hooks on the back of the door, before clicking the light off and climbing in, burrowing into the relative warmth atop the cold, hard ground. It was going to be a long night.



Chapter Four

“Research”


Aaron climbed into the tent and frowned as he sat on his knees, half-inside the tent, brushing his feet off outside before hauling them the rest of the way in and zipping the door shut behind himself. It seemed empty. The only thing that was missing was Dom's bedroll and pillow, but without that the tent seemed big, open, and worst of all; lonely. Prompted by Dom's words still fresh in his mind though, Aaron crawled over and sat on his bunk, digging his hand in between his pillowcase and pillow, feeling something cool and a bit damp. He pulled it out, quickly realizing it was the T-shirt Dom was wearing this morning. A ratty blue shirt with an old cracked and faded screenprint of Woody Woodpecker on the front.

Aaron's nose twitched as he unfurled it, puzzled at first until he realized the shirt had, at one point, been drenched in the hyena's sweat. He could smell Dom - Pure Dom, now, not masked  - impregnated into the fabric and he blushed intensely for a moment, until realizing the privacy he had. He balled the shirt up and buried his face in it, breathing deeply at the hyena-infused fabric. The scent was potent. Virile, rich masculinity so pumped full of pubescent hormones it made him lightheded. Hard work. Sun-baked fur, campfire smoke, two-stroke exhaust, sawdust, rust, dust and oil. There was a faint, very faint, hint of Dom's spicy deodorant near the underarms. Aaron closed his eyes and sighed out quietly. He'd be weak in the knees were he not already kneeling, and his erection was now straining painfully in his underwear, captured and bent behind his shorts.

The rabbit hastily unfastened his fly and stripped his shorts off, crawling into his bedroll and nestling under the blanket. Still hugging that shirt as he burrowed under the sleeping bag, the rabbit shimmied the front of his briefs down and wrapped his boyhood in a fold of his own ear, squeezing himself in its velvety-furred warmth. He inhaled again, flooding his senses with hyena musk and shuddered in spite of the soreness under his tail that re-ignited with the flex of his ring as his boyhood throbbed. Aaron gripped his ear around his slender, pink little member and pumped quietly before he realized he had nobody to hide it from, then openly let his hips churn forward, his legs pushing further apart.

He moaned into the shirt's fabric and closed his eyes, allowing his senses to focus, purely, on thoughts of Dom. The hyena, laid back in his usual position, asleep. Or, maybe the way Dom would grin as he hovered on all fours over Aaron... Has Dom ever done that? Aaron couldn't remember, but that wicked troublemaker's grin on Dom's face in his head played exactly how Aaron needed it to, regardless. The rabbit gasped, and not thirty seconds after he'd curled up with the shirt, he shuddered and bucked his hips in a nearly-vibrating stuttered pumping as he pulsed six slick shots of runny rabbit cum into the velvety fur of his ear, muffling his own moaning in the damp fabric of Dom's t-shirt.

Aaron panted quietly as aftershocks of his climax wracked him for a further ten seconds before he took a deep, shaky breath and started the process all over, again. He knew perfectly well already that he wouldn't be able to stop himself until either he fell asleep, his dick was rubbed raw, or he was so dry that it hurt to go again.

Forty minutes later, he fell asleep with his still-stiff little cock wrapped up snugly in a fold of his left ear, its inside drenched in rabbit seed and the rabbit's balls more empty than they'd ever been since he first started to shoot four years ago.



---



Dom laid awake in the shed, sighing as he tried to find a comfortable position, but any prolonged period of stillness simply made his worn muscles start to cramp. His thoughts weren't really racing, but he found his mind wandering randomly as he struggled and vied for a comfortable position on the hard floor. Most of his thoughts were of Aaron. Their conversation, just before the lights-out call was made, came to mind first. He meant what he said to Aaron, he knew that much; he would have told the rabbit if he didn't like him back. He found himself more conflicted on the implication, however. Did that mean he did like Aaron back? The logic was plain, it seemed; he simply did like Aaron, and he'd all but admitted that to the rabbit.

This, of course, brought about fresh line of questioning from himself; If you aren't gay, then what are you?

Dom wasn't sure, precisely, why this made him so uncomfortable. The easy answer was that his brothers and peers at school would make fun of him for liking boys. But maybe it wasn't so bad if he liked girls and boys. At least, certain types of boys... Dom had already well-established his tastes for the feminine amongst his peers. He'd even had a couple girlfriends, already- though never for more than a few weeks. Middle school girls were complicated. Aaron wasn't exactly feminine, though, anyway. He was masculine in his own way, but it was a rabbit's way. Slim, athletic, slender. Aaron was absolutely not a ‘girly’ boy and would never be mistaken for one but by the unfair measure of many carnivores.

Why the fuck does any of that matter anyway? Dom asked himself. Nothing seemed to fit right. Why couldn't he just like some guys and not all guys? There were definitely some girls he didn't like, and others who he did. Dom couldn't deny that Aaron's body was something he liked. That Aaron was something that he liked. The hyena frowned and reached down to adjust his persistent erection that had grown over the last few minutes. He curled in on his side and held himself through his underwear, stroking lazily. Is it only Aaron?

Dom sunk his hand into his briefs, and pumped his sheath a few times as his dick drooled a slimy smear of precum into his pubic fur. He let his mind wander, trying to test the theory. There were plenty of attractive guys in his class. There was Donnie, his best friend and one of the only other hyenas in his school, but...no, way too macho. His mind crossed the herbivores he knew, and he soon frowned as he realized that aside from Aaron, he only knew two beyond just a name and a face. Richter, the red kangaroo guy on the track team; he was a bit of a jock and they often hung out in P.E.; Richter used kool-aid to dye all his fur purple on a dare, and liked it so much he just kept doing it for the whole school year last year. He'd seen the kangaroo naked plenty of times in the locker room, so maybe...

Dom shortly found himself with his now-limp dick in his hand, and rolled his eyes. Okay, not Donnie, not Ric. Reggie? The red squirrel kid came to mind, though he had less history with his peer from the Montgomery camp, they'd gone skinny-dipping a few times and hung out enough that Dom could imagine, just maybe... He fantasized about the squirrel boy showing off his cheek pouches, and imagined his dick being buried in one. A faint stirring, but he failed to get going even with that novelty in mind.

Okay, so... Dom considered, letting Aaron back into his mind's eye. The rabbit's lopsided smile cast across the picnic table as they're eating breakfast. The way he curled up when he slept. The curve at the small of his back before the sharp upturn of his tail. His soft, smooth, furry-soled feet. Those big, warm lop-bunny ears...oh god, yeah, his perfect, soft ass with the racing-stripe of lighter fur right up the crack. Dom had to admit as he held the fully-hard bulk of his cock's root in his fist that that image did the trick quite decisively. Dom groaned under his breath and pumped his newly firm dick, smearing a layer of precum back onto himself.

His mind wandered more, testing around the periphery, now that he was hard again. Back to Richter, imagining the kangaroo bent over how he'd seen Aaron a few times now...no, too big, too muscular. He thought of Reggie, in the same position- and despite feeling a faint throbbing at the idea as he stroked himself, his erection continued to falter with disinterest. Aaron came back to mind again, and Dom bit his lip lightly, rolling his hips as he pumped his precum-drooling dick through his fist again, soon fully hard once again.

Enough teasing, though... Dom knew there was time for more experiments later; he was tired, and sore, and just wanted to sleep. He slid his briefs off and wadded them at his cock's tip, stroking himself slowly. He let his mind wander again; now to thoughts of Aaron, the things they'd done. A flash of memory brought him back to that horrible moment the night before which threatened to stop him in his tracks, before his frustration barred Aaron from his fantasies for the moment and moved on to his old reliable standards. Jessica, the slinky raccoon girl from Math class; her ass shrink-wrapped in her tight bedazzled jeans as she sat in front of him. That slutty vixen in the centerfold of the magazine he bartered from his big brother; the one with the absolutely rocking tits and tight tummy, you could almost see the fold of her pussy through her fur. He imagined Jessica posed like that, on her back- and himself, climbing up between her thighs and burying his dick right where it belonged as she whimpered his name into his ear.

His thoughts grew more rapid along with his stroking, the young hyena's mind racing now as his fist pumped thick, black-fleshed cock, his forearm muscles threatening to cramp as he knitted his brow and huffed into his pillow. Visions blurred and became mere concepts, Jessica getting bred on the floor under him, right in front of their whole math class. He'd pull her hair and bite her shoulder and pump her so fucking full. Dom ground his hips into his hand in desperation, so close but just shy of release. Random chance brought Aaron back to the forefront of his mind, and beneath him in that fantasy, Aaron's eyes locked on his as the hyena bred him face-to-face. Dom could imagine the rabbit's O-face as Aaron clutched around the hyena's aching dick and came. He tightened his fist, and in his fantasy, he leaned down to kiss Aaron hard, biting his lip until it bled. Dom could swear he could feel the rabbit shooting high-pressure squirts of cum into his bellyfur.

Dom grunted under his breath and shuddered as his cock jerked and he started to pulse his massive, gluey load into his underwear in thick gouts. His wadded-up underwear grew hot and damp as they were soaked through, utterly, with the hyena's slimy seed. He huffed as he pulsed through his climax and eventually ebbed, still throbbing deeply as he caught his breath. Once he'd recovered, Dom surveyed the damage in the barely-there light filtering through the shed's cracked door. Not too bad, no major containment breach at least, beyond the overflowed roll of thick white creeping its way up the hyena's wrist and forearm; the underwear were a lost cause however, and he dropped the soaked ball of fabric just outside his sleeping bag, hiding it under a fold of the tarp. That was a mess for the morning, before the parents woke up.

Dom laid there, surveying the ruin of his masturbation session as he licked his forearm clean, squinting at the bitter, powerfully musky taste of his own cum. He never exactly got the appeal, but was glad Aaron seemed to like it, at least, and he wondered, for a moment, if he might like Aaron's more than his own. The hyena sighed, and closed his eyes. Maybe he should give Aaron a real chance. Not just as a fuck buddy or bully-pet, but... Maybe something more. Dom laid his forearm over his eyes and stretched out on his back and scratched his stomach with his free hand.

Mere minutes later, Dom was finally sound asleep.



Chapter Five

“Resolution”


Aaron woke up far earlier than he was accustomed to, to the sound of a bass boat motoring past the camp. He'd moved to roll over but felt a painful tug at both his crotch fur and ear, causing the rabbit to freeze as his eyes shot open wide.

Oh, fuck, no, no no no, Aaron panicked as he tenderly tugged at his ear and felt it glued tightly over his lap, fur stuck to fur with a rabbit-semen adhesive that made him wince each time he pulled on it. He tested the perimeter of where his ear was stuck to his body and soon realized it wasn't just a spot, but almost his whole lap, and across a thigh. He couldn't even straighten his leg, lest he get another yank at the fur on the side of his sheath and on his pelvis. Oh no, Aaron, what did you do? Come on, man, the rabbit scolded himself, as he pushed back his blankets and surveyed the tangled situation. His left ear was utterly matted to his crotch, his morning wood faltering just under the surface of his ear. He couldn't even take a morning pee like this! He pulled at his ear delicately around the edges but found that, unless he wanted to earn some fresh bald spots, he'd never come free without help.

He found himself wishing for Dom more than ever. Sure he'd get made fun of, but at least Dom could get him some water or something to help soak out the mess; but he was alone. Hopelessly alone in that tent. Aaron winced as he sat up and looked out the window of the tent toward the camp.

A heavy mist had rolled in off the lake, it was fairly cool out this morning. It was just before dawn, and the pale light that rose in the sky was tainted a hazy white as it filtered through that foggy mist. It wasn't quite chilly, but it was nicer than Aaron expected for mid-summer. He didn't see anyone up and around in the camp though. The rabbit fidgeted with his ear in his lap before he tried pulling his underwear up around the ear and all, feeling ridiculous. He'd never explain it if he were caught, but...he knew exactly where he needed to go. The rabbit grabbed some fresh underwear and a pair of red running shorts from his pack, and carefully unzipped the tent.

It was an agonizing walk. He had to stay hunched over, almost curled upon himself, and limped the long walk toward that shed, and the shower behind it. Aaron hurried along as best as he could though, and sighed with relief once he was in the shower stall and able to shuck his underwear finally. He cranked the shower on and began the laborious process of soaking the cum-glued fur until it came apart. He didn't even think about his bandaged wounds until he saw one of the bandages laying atop the drain. He reached up to his neck and felt the other bandage on the front coming away as well, and he finished the job before he gave a tender touch to those spots. It didn't hurt much anymore. He could feel where the scabs had formed little pencil-eraser diameter discs under his fur. Aaron sighed and finished washing, making sure to be gentle around those scabs before he rinsed off and dried his fur. Half-dressed in his underwear and shorts, he opened the bathroom stall and almost ran directly into Dom, only barely stopping himself from yelping in surprise. The hyena looked rough, this morning - not that he was ever a particularly pretty sight in the mornings.

“Oh, heh. I thought that might have been you in the shower,” Dom said with a groggy mumble as he continued toward the bathroom, “Mornin'.” Aaron giggled at the mess Dom appeared to be. He could smell the hyena's dried cum on him, but didn't say anything. He just flashed a warm, buck-toothed rabbit smile to the hyena.

“Good morning! I, uh...I got your present,” Aaron said with a big, adoring grin cast up to the bigger boy. “T...thanks. I needed that.” he admitted with a sheepish grin. It took Dom several moments to process what the rabbit was saying.

“Oh. Oh! H-heh, ha! Yeah, uh...merry June-mas,” Dom said, rubbing the back of his neck as he ducked into the bathroom, before he unfastened his shorts' fly to pee. He didn't bother closing the door. Nothing Aaron hadn't seen already, anyway.

“Wanna help me brush my fur when you're done?” Aaron asked, sweetly standing in the doorway. Dom hesitated as he sighed and relieved himself.

“Uh. Tell you what, let me get a shower and we can do each other,” Dom said with a low heh-heh under his breath as his phrasing registered. Aaron giggled a little too.

“'Kay. Did you sleep well?” Aaron asked, nervously petting his own ears. Especially the one that had been stuck to him, which still had a couple sore spots where the fur had been matted the wrong way.

“No," the hyena grumbled, shaking himself dry and tugging his sheath back up, before re-fastening his shorts.

“Awww, sorry. Yeah, I slept fine...” Aaron said, sheepishly, “Thanks to you.” That made Dom grin as he turned back around and playfully shoulder-bumped Aaron on his way past.

“Good, heh. I'll be out in a few. Better have that brush ready,” Dom mumbled with a little, playful gruffness to his voice. He knew better than to bait Aaron into too much trouble outside the privacy of their tent; their parents were going to be up soon, after all... A little teasing couldn't hurt anything though. Aaron just grinned at Dom and ran off to get his brush.

Several minutes passed and Dom emerged from the shower to find Aaron anxiously fidgeting atop the bench of the picnic table, still wearing only his short running shorts and tapping his toes on the ground where they wouldn't even reach, were it not for sizable feet they were attached to. The sun had already burned off most of the mist in the air and let rays of sunshine glint through the trees, sending rays through the mist that still rose from the lake in the early-morning. Dom's mom was awake, but in her pre-coffee state wasn't much threat to their privacy as she was solely focused on getting the camp stove working so she could put a kettle on. Dom wasn't entirely sure she was aware of he and Aaron's presence yet.

Slumping behind Aaron and straddling the bench, Dom ruffled the rabbit's head-fur before he accepted the brush that Aaron was eagerly shaking at him and started to rake it through the young rabbit's fur, making Aaron croon and smile. They both gave a halfhearted wave to his mom who glanced their way with a groggy smile, too early yet to mind her manners properly, before her attention fixated on the kettle as it stood over the flame. Dom leaned close behind Aaron and whispered to the rabbit, as he brushed over his shoulders and back, careful to avoid the scabs in the rabbit's fur once Aaron shied away from a brush-stroke.

“Sorry dude. Mnh--hey, I was thinking about what we talked about last night,” Dom said quietly, eyes locked on his mom as she waited for the kettle to boil.

“Huh? What part of it?” Aaron wondered, head still held low as Dom brushed down his back in smooth strokes with the slicker brush, occasionally pausing to rake shed fur from the bristles with his thumb.

“The part about liking you, dumb-ass,” Dom said with a playful, gruff rumble. Aaron giggled a bit at the tone, and Dom's stomach flipped in place. He'd gone this far, it was right there... A quick glance toward his mom, whose back was to them. He tugged Aaron's arm and got the rabbit to look over his shoulder, and the moment Aaron did so, Dom pressed his lips to the rabbit's and kissed him. It wasn't a skilled kiss; there was no passionate lock of jaws, no intense tongue-wrestling, slobber-swapping nor swell of orchestral strings in that moment, just a quick, stealthy, but earnest and tender kiss with the rabbit as Dom hugged him from behind and, after that moment was over, Dom whispered, “I really do like you back.”

Aaron was in shock. The kiss was so unexpected, but Dom's voice in his ear, saying that was about the last thing he'd ever expected to hear uttered openly during this camping trip... It took him a second to really register what had happened, and the ease at which Dom played it off as he went back to brushing Aaron's fur was frustrating. He wished Dom's mom wasn't there, he wished he could tackle the hyena and kiss him again, to profess his love and let out the nervous upwelling of energy building behind his breastbone...but he couldn't. He just tapped his toes at the dirt beneath the bench even more, and giggled faintly.

“...You aren't messing with me, right?” Aaron asked. He had the intuition that Dom was sincere; he could be mean, but not that kind of mean. Not mean-girl mean. Dom laughed and flipped the brush to smack it against Aaron's hip, making the rabbit yip.

“I'm not messing with you, dude!” Dom laughed, “But...we should talk about it, still. Like... later, okay? So we both know the score?” Dom muttered huskily under his breath as his mom started looking more alert once her coffee was poured. Dom handed the brush off to Aaron, and they traded places, Aaron happily getting the brush into Dom's scraggly mane-fur with an eager tug, untangling the unkempt fur there. There was a happy little groan from the hyena - more of those funny sounding moo noises that Aaron liked - as Aaron started dragging the brush through Dom's far-more-coarse back-fur, having to press down to get into his undercoat and de-shed him. It had obviously been a while for Dom.

“You've got to tell me your secret,” Margie said to Aaron as she settled in at the picnic table across from the boys, “I haven't gotten Dom to sit still for a proper brush-out in at least two years,” she said, laughing quietly. She still wasn't minding her manners perfectly well, but Aaron was unfazed. He was getting used to the hyena company. Dom was quick to challenge her.

“YOU use medieval torture devices instead of slicker brushes,” Dom grumbled, which made Aaron laugh in turn.

“What the heck kind of brush do you guys have?” the rabbit kid asked.

“It's just a Furminator. But Dom's a sissy about it," his mom outed, sensing Dom was in good spirits. She would've been right in that assessment, too, Dom was just grinning as he slouched forward, letting Aaron brush his back.

“And you use it like you're trying to find gold! Aaron's brush has little nubbies on it, look,” Dom said, reaching for the brush and, once Aaron handed it over, held it out to his mom. “See? It doesn't scratch at all.” Dom said, sticking his dusky-colored tongue out, which got a tongue back from her.

“Sure, fine, whatever. I'll find you one like that if that's all it'll take to save the poor washing machine,” she retorted, “Not that I think it'll do anything. Aaron, honey; how's your neck feeling? Got some good scabs yet?”

“It doesn't really hurt anymore,” Aaron admitted. They were only a little sensitive. He giggled at the followup, “Yes miss Crocutto,” Aaron giggled more as Dom mock-gagged at the perceived sucking-up, “The bandages came off in the shower, so I threw them away.”

“Okay," Margie laughed, "First; Missus for a married woman, Aaron. Second; Please just call me Margie. Glad you're healing up, though. We'll take a proper look later just to check up. What's got you boys up so early, anyway?" Margie asked, as she sipped her coffee. Aaron answered first.

“I heard a boat, and it woke me up. I just figured I'd take a shower before Dom used all the hot water,” the rabbit grinned. Dom did, too.

“I heard Aaron in the shower and figured I'd get one before you used all the hot water,” Dom continued, directed to his mother. Margie laughed - it was louder, this time; Aaron could tell she had a real hyena's voice hiding in there too, but she was really good at hiding it behind her polite tone.

“Well, I should probably get my own shower before your dad uses all the hot water. If you boys don't burn the camp down I'll start something for breakfast once I'm out," she said, pushing herself up. The boys put on their best good-kid faces as she went and, after a brief check to see if Dom's dad or the elder Lapins were still out of sight, Dom turned around and kissed Aaron again, face to face this time. Another quick peck, but a little more bold, and he grinned crookedly afterward as his eyes locked to Aaron's.

“I really do want to try, okay? I ... I don't think I'm like, gay-gay, dude, but.. I really do like you a lot,” Dom said, hushed, as he took the brush in his hand and started brushing along Aaron's chest. He smirked as he saw the rabbit tenting his shorts up. “And, yeah, I like you like that. I don't know what that means, really, but..if you're okay with that then I wanna' see, ok?” Dom smiled broader as Aaron's sweet expression brightened more. He finally lunged for Dom and hugged him tight, and Dom obliged by hugging the rabbit back.

“It's okay Dom. I'm happy that you like me back and I really want to make you happy too. What did you wanna talk about?” Aaron asked, looking up to the hyena.

“...Everything? I don't know, man. Like, I don't have a list but...I know I don't want to hurt you again, at least as bad as I did the other night,” Dom said, stricken with a bit of guilt, still. Aaron tipped his head.

“It wasn't that bad, dude. It just sucks that you got in trouble,” he said, giving Dom a slightly weird look.

“Yeah, it was that bad,” Dom said, grimacing. “...Can we talk about it later? I'm not mad...I just want to have a chill day, man.”

“Okay,” Aaron said, his lop-ears wilting, somehow, as he dropped the subject. Dom was thankful, even if Aaron looked a little disappointed in the moment. It was nothing a bit more brushing and idle conversation couldn't fix, and before long they were back to their normal selves, joking around as the other adults eventually came out to face the morning, tempted by the scent of recently-brewed coffee.



---



The day wore on slowly. It was one of those lazy, pleasant, moderate-temperature summer days that was abundantly easy to spend stretched out in the grass under the sun. Aaron and Dom quickly exhausted their trove of reading material and soon settled on trying to build bows and arrows from sticks and fishing line. Once it was generally accepted that that effort had failed, Dom spent a while teaching Aaron how to cast a rod and reel, and they sat together on the dock fishing as their parents took the canoes out on the water.

With the parents out of earshot, Dom casually let his foot tease Aaron's under the water as he shuffled closer to the rabbit, who was holding the fishing rod and staring sort of lazily at the red-and-white bobber in the water. He'd almost caught a fish twice, now.

“So, uh...I don't want to bite you anymore.” Dom said, after a quiet spell fell on the pair in the absence of their parents.

“Huh? Aw...I like it when you do,” Aaron said, soon realizing what they were talking about. “...Maybe not hard enough to make me bleed though.”

“Yeah, that's the problem. Dad was so mad, dude. He said there's no real safe way to play-bite as a hyena,” the hyena grimaced. “...Look, I just don't want to hurt you...but if you like me bullying you I can still do that, without biting. Okay?”

“Okay,” Aaron said after a bit of a pause. “My parents said the same thing, you know.” Dom didn't need any elaboration. He already knew the common stereotyped beliefs.

“Let me guess, the tire thing?”

“Yeah. How'd you know?” Aaron said, puzzled.

“It's always the tire thing. One strong-man who happens to be a hyena shows off by chewing his way through a shitty balloon tire from an old fashioned car like a hundred years ago and ever since it's like the first thing anyone learns about a hyena,” Dom rolled his eyes. “It's that or ‘they can crush bone’ or ‘they might seem civilized but don’t let them smell blood' or...” Aaron cut Dom off.

“My parents aren't that bad," Aaron defended, feeling a little guilt now at having outed them. “I did tell them they weren't being fair though, and I think they get it."

“I hope so. My dad really wants to work with your dad, you know,” Dom said, looking down at his feet through the barely-murky water of the lake.

“My dad wants to work with yours too. It's all he talked about on the way here,” Aaron said, offering a little smile. “So I guess he isn't too worried about scary hyena stories.” Dom laughed.

“Yeah, I guess not. I wonder why they needed two whole weeks to talk about it," the hyena said as he looked across the lake to their parents, a few hundred feet out in the lake.

“I dunno'. I guess grownups can't do any business without talking about it forever,” Aaron laughed. Dom did, too.

“So, uh...Speaking of talking; is there anything I can do ...for you? You know...” Dom started, but Aaron quickly blurted out a response.

“Use more slippery stuff if you're going to stick it up my butt? ...My hole's still sore from playing Manhunt,” Aaron said, sheepishly, “It was better when you, uh...used your stuff.” Dom laughed a little at that.

“Gross, but...okay. I can do that. That bottle's probably getting pretty gnarly though, we should find something better...” Dom said, rubbing the back of his neck. Both boys tensed as the bobber jiggled in the water, but relaxed as it went still again.

“Hey, you remember that thing you did, that one night? Where...where you wouldn't let me go off?” Aaron asked, bluntly. Dom remembered quite well.

“Yeah?”

“Uh. Do that more. Like, a lot, and for a lot longer?” Aaron asked, paddling his feet in the water lazily, careful not to splash and scare fish away.

“Ha! Now?” Dom teased with a toothy grin. Aaron grinned back and shoulder-bumped the hyena.

“Uh, whenever you want, yeah," he said quietly as he lazily towed the bobber a little one way, then a little the other, reeling it in just a bit.

“Deal. Hey, uh...if you want to fight back, you can, you know. Like...when we're doing the bully thing. You can hit or kick me as hard as you want, I can take it. Just try not to like, claw my eye out or something,” Dom said, with a loping, faint little heh-heh in his natural voice that made Aaron squirm.

“Okay. Same for you though, okay? I don't know why, but I like when you're mean enough to make it hurt,” Aaron said, giggling a little at himself. “It's so weird to say that, isn't it?” Dom took his turn to laugh.

“Yeah, it might be a little weird to say that, but it's okay. I get it I think,” the hyena boy grumbled, relaxing more and using his natural voice a bit more exclusively in the absence of the parents, simply knowing that Aaron liked it. Someday, Aaron might even find the right words to say he found it sexy. “Hey, uh. I kind of like it when you nuzzle under my arm. Do you really like it though?” Dom asked, as carefully as he could to avoid sounding judgemental.

“Dude, really? You smell great,” Aaron giggled. The bobber dipped again, ever-so-slightly, and both boys froze for a tense moment before it, yet again, went still in the water. “I...I really like it, yeah,” Aaron mumbled, remembering the situation he woke up in just that morning thanks to Dom's sweaty shirt. “Your shirt was the best present ever. I kind of wish I could keep it...” Dom laughed even more.

“Ha! It's yours, dude, but it might wear off...uh. Hey, could I try it with you sometime?” Dom asked, taking a moment to rub at the back of his neck. “You...you do smell nice. Especially when you're like, really horned up,” Dom play-growled. Aaron giggled and shoved Dom.

“Weirdo, trying to sniff someone's pits. No way I let some weird hyena guy do pervy shit to me,” he said, teasing the hyena. Dom laughed even more.

“Shut the fuck up!” Dom simply retorted between cackles, before Aaron spoke back up.

“Oh, hey, by the way,” Aaron said, once they'd settled a little.

“Huh?”

“You...you aren't better than me,” Aaron said, quietly. He could still remember that moment of defeat, when Dom fairly liberally rubbed his face in his loss at another game of Manhunt. Dom winced, and quietly cringed in his spot.

“Shit, I'm sorry, dude. It ... it sounded right in the moment. I didn't know what else to say.”

“It's okay, but if you do it again I promise I will fuck you up,” Aaron said, with his best impression of one of Dom's sneering evil-grins cast sidelong toward the hyena. Dom caught sight of this and grinned back a toothy challenge.

“You're fucking welcome to try, rabbit,” Dom said with a husky, deeper growl that he actually reached for, for once. It was closer to his dad's depth than usual, but it was forced in comparison. Aaron didn't seem to mind and simply giggled, swishing his feet nervously in the lakewater still.

“Hey Dom? ... What you said earlier, uh...does that mean you're really my boyfriend now?” Aaron asked. It was so hard to define, really, he honestly just wanted the simple label to give it. Dom hesitated, but only briefly.

“Bully-boyfriend, maybe,” he said with a faint chuckle; he could sense this was an important confirmation for Aaron. “But, yeah. Bully or not, I think boyfriend works.”

“I like bully-boyfriend,” Aaron confirmed after another quiet moment.

“I like it too,” Dom agreed, with a bit of a grin. Just as Dom leaned to rest his shoulder against the rabbit's, the bobber disappeared beneath the surface of the water and Aaron yanked the pole upward. The slack ran out and an affirmative pull bowed the rod's end down toward the water. The rabbit panicked, realizing he'd just hooked his first-ever fish.

“Holy crap, Dom! I got one!”





Chapter Six

“Restraint”


The boys were both giddy and tense as Dom moved his bedroll back into the tent, finally authorized to do so by his dad; only after making a promise that there'd be no more roughhousing after lights-out. Both Aaron and Dom knew this was a lie, but didn't protest to the promise. Before long, despite being a bit cleaned up and more orderly, the tent was back how it was just a couple nights ago. It's a miracle the grownups didn't notice the spattered arc of dried rabbit cum across the tent walls as they peeked in to check on the move-in process periodically. Before long, the boys were laid out in their respective bunks with the tent's flaps open wide to allow as much airflow through the tent as possible, as Aaron's radio crackled quietly at the outside edge of radio reception for Dom's favorite alt-rock station. The two had settled into another session of what they'd simply dubbed question-game as they waited for lights-out.

“...I'd buy a theme park,” Aaron decided to Dom's question, “And I'd live in it and eat nothing but funnel cake and fried zucchini.” Dom made a face at that last part.

“Gag, dude, you can keep the zucchini!” the hyena laughed.

“What about you?” Aaron asked.

“With a million dollars?” Dom wondered, thinking about it for a minute. “I think I'd buy a big house and live there with all my friends. And maybe start a band since I wouldn't need to work.” Dom didn't expect Aaron to laugh.

“A band? I didn't know you wanted to start a band,” the rabbit said, “What would you play?”

“Guitar, duh. I already know how to play a little but I kind of suck,” Dom admitted with a laugh.

“So not lead guitar,” Aaron giggled. Dom just shot a grin back at him.

“Not yet. Do you play anything?” Dom wondered.

“Oh, no way. I suck at that sort of stuff,” Aaron said, stretching out on his back and lazily flexing his toes. Dom watched him as he laid on his side, resting his cheek on his bicep. “...Hey Dom? Have, uh... Have you ever done it before?" Aaron asked, abruptly. Dom blinked with a little surprise.

“Uh... Like before we did? Yeah. Once,” he admitted. "Well...it was just hand stuff. And a little mouth stuff."

“Tell me about them?” Aaron asked, in that sweet sort of way Aaron did. Dom couldn't resist it.

“Ah, jeez. It was like a year ago,” Dom admitted. “She let me eat her pussy,” Dom said with a gruff little growl. He felt himself stirring in his shorts just thinking about it.

“No, not like that, tell me about her,” Aaron said, challenging Dom for a moment. He hesitated, briefly.

“Alright, alright. Uh, her name was Stacey,” Dom said, with his usual gruff grumble. “She's this kind of nerdy lioness a year ahead of me. We like a lot of the same music, and have a few friends in common. I don't know, man. There wasn't a lot there, really. It was just the one time. What about you?” Dom countered, once he'd felt he'd said his piece.

“Nah, uh. Just like, kid stuff with my friends,” Aaron said, giggling a bit into his ears as he gathered them against his chest and rolled over. Dom could tell Aaron was trying to hide his boner. “You know. Sword-fighting and comparing and races and stuff.” Dom laughed.

“Yeah, I get it, hah. What about that guy you liked? Tell me about him,” Dom said, wanting to put Aaron on the same spot he'd been placed.

“Oh. His name's Terry,” Aaron said, biting his lower lip. “He's a fox, and his tail is huge,” the rabbit giggled. “He's pretty cool. He's like a softer, less-cool version of you in a lot of ways though. I like you a lot more,” Aaron said, still playing with his ears. Dom just grinned back.

“So you do have a thing for preddies,” the hyena laughed. Aaron blushed, flustered.

“No! Not..not only a thing for preddies,” Aaron said, not exactly evading that accusation.

“Right, yeah. Not only preddies,” Dom teased, reaching over to click off the little battery-powered lantern. As Aaron's eyes adjusted to the fresh darkness, he found Dom's yellow-glinting eyes in the dark first, as the hyena prowled across the tent and crept in over Aaron.

“Dom..!” Aaron whined playfully as the hyena crept closer. Aaron braced his hands on Dom's chest and shivered a little as his fingers sifted into the coarse-but-brushed-soft fur on the hyena's chest.

“It's okay to like preddies, ya' know,” Dom teased, growling huskily under his breath. Aaron squirmed helplessly, giggling even more as the rabbit's knee slid along Dom's hip while Dom moved and hunkered over the little rabbit. He leaned down and kissed the rabbit. A brief peck, then a slower, more open-mouthed kiss. Clumsy, with the bump of fangs to buck-teeth and the gentle, accidental rake of tongue on teeth as well before they found their places, and their muzzles slowly locked as Aaron tipped his head to the side. Their tongues met, finally, and shared a tender slip against one another, before Dom pulled back and tucked his forehead to Aaron's. Aaron huffed out a subtle little breath.

“Y-yeah, I know,” the rabbit whispered, trembling fingers digging in Dom's chest fur. Dom was straddling one of Aaron's legs, and Aaron lifted it gently to tuck the crook of his ankle against Dom's lap, feeling the hyena's erection through his shorts. He trembled excitedly; something felt different, tonight. It gave him butterflies in his stomach. Aaron's memory sparked.

“Oh!” he whispered excitedly, “I didn't give you your gift!" Aaron giggled, leaning up to kiss the confused hyena on the lips again before he reached and dug into his backpack. He pulled out a little paper bag, Dom recognized it from one of the souvenir shops in Leviathan Holler.

“Uh? What's this,” Dom wondered, soon sitting back and pinning Aaron's legs down as he opened the bag atop Aaron's stomach. He pulled out a baseball-sized knot of thick, tough paracord attached to a carabiner. Dom laughed. “Oh, shit...heh-hah! You liked it when I tied you up, huh?” Dom asked, flashing one of his mischevious grins at Aaron in the dim amber light filtering in from the camp's string lights. Aaron grinned back.

“I was hoping you could...” Aaron trailed off, as he was already shimmying his shorts and underwear down.

“Way ahead of you, dude,” Dom grinned, kissing Aaron again eagerly as his thumb dug into the knot and began working it apart. A moment later and Dom was growling playfully into Aaron's ear as he pushed the rabbit over, and began binding his wrists together behind his back. Dom hunkered low as the parents called out their ‘goodnights' across the dimly-lit lakeside lot, and Dom and Aaron immediately echoed a perfectly-innocent sounding, “G'night!” back in unison.

Aaron giggled and squirmed his butt up at Dom even as the hyena was busy looping paracord around his wrists, the rabbit fidgeting with anxious, excited energy. Dom growled teasingly back to him.

“If you wanna stop just say so, okay?" Dom reassured Aaron, who just grinned defiantly as he tugged and tested the bonds around his wrists. They were a lot tighter than the improvised bonds from the other night.

“I can take it,” Aaron said, shivering as Dom tugged the last bit tight and checked how much extra paracord he had; several feet still. “M-maybe no butt stuff tonight, though?” Aaron soon added, sounding unsure.

“Heh-heh, we'll see about that. Still sore, huh?” Dom teased, and Aaron nodded. “Alright, up ya' go. On yer knees,” Dom said, hefting Aaron easily into a kneeling position. He pressed the rabbit's hands down between his ankles, which he was soon tying to Aaron's bound wrists, locking the rabbit in a wide-kneed presentation. Dom helped Aaron shuffle until his back was tucked against the tent wall, making Aaron feel very exposed and vulnerable, seeing the open space of the tent with his naked frontside on plain display. Dom caught Aaron's nervous look and grinned. “Feeling a little naked?”

“I am naked,” Aaron giggled, and Dom laughed in turn.

“I mean...exposed. Afraid someone might see?” Dom asked, slumping in beside Aaron and snuggling up against the rabbit who pulled at his bonds and squirmed. Dom was stalling, and Aaron knew it.

“Y-yeah, I can see your dad's RV...” Aaron admitted. He gasped as Dom's fingers slipped up his inner thigh and the hyena's claws raked gently over the tender flesh of the rabbit's leg, a finger tucking just beside his sack and his inner thigh.

“It'll be alright, dude,” Dom reassured blindly, grinning even more. “We could wait a couple hours and I could tie you up on the dock and mess with you,” the hyena teased, which made Aaron whimper even more.

“Dude, that's not funny,” Aaron said with a stiff giggle.

“I wasn't joking,” Dom simply said in reply, laughing quietly under his breath as he leaned in and nuzzled Aaron's shoulder. Dom closed his palm over the rabbit's balls and squeezed them tenderly, making Aaron gasp and whine out through his nose again. “Eaaasy, dude. Can't have you doin' that rabbit thing. You wanted me to keep you going, remember?” he laughed. Aaron nodded, as Dom's thumb pressed to the side of his sheath and helped it slip back, exposing the rabbit's slender member to the air. Aaron rolled his hips forward, one of the few motions he was still capable of.

“Dom,” Aaron whined, flexing his toes lightly as the rabbit shifted and bore his weight back more, staring down his barely-rounded belly toward Dom's hand, dangerously near his erection. Dom lazily hooked two fingers on either side of Aaron's sheath and pulled it back up, feeling Aaron's arousal throbbing in response, tense and tight.

“How fucking horny are you, dude? Didn't you jerk it last night?” Dom asked, teasing as he nuzzled Aaron's shoulder and breathed in the boy's scent through his fur. He gently pulled the sheath back again, then back up - neglecting touching the rabbit's actual flesh.

“Hah, y-you don't know what it's like, Dom,” Aaron whined. “D-dad said once it started it'd be like this for the next fifteen years,” the rabbit whimpered, arching his hips again, which prompted Dom to let him go immediately, and leave the rabbit humping air. Dom sucked the back of his finger where a spot of Aaron's slick precum had drizzled into his fur.

“Like this?” came Dom's inquisition as the hyena grinned against Aaron's shoulder, dropping his finger down to touch Aaron's drooling tip with a fingertip, bowing it down as Aaron winced, then letting his fingertip slip off, allowing Aaron's boyhood to spring back up again.

“L-Like...like ten times a day. Thirty if I'm bored,” Aaron gasped, “C'mon, Dom...” Aaron whimpered, more needily.

“H-heh, holy shit..! Thirty times a day?” Dom immediately wondered. “What the fuck, dude? You're going to kill me if I have to keep up with that,” he teased the rabbit. Aaron giggled along with Dom's gruff laughter, before he winced and whimpered when Dom's rough hand wrapped around his boyhood and squeezed it firmly, giving a few milking pulls that almost hurt, but provided some direct stimulation the rabbit was desperately needing.

“Nnhhh, haaa- y-yeah,” Aaron whimpered, realizing soon that he was still sore from his marathon the night before. He'd only counted a dozen and a half, then. “F-fff...I did it last night until I couldn't shoot anymore,” Aaron whimpered, which made Dom laugh a little more and growl.

“So whatever I can get you to do tonight is just what you can save up in a day?” Dom asked, kneading Aaron's dick for a few more moments before he grasped his sheath and pulled it up and down a few times, using the rabbit's sheath as a bit of a sleeve. Aaron shuddered and moaned out, louder than Dom would've preferred. Aaron just nodded briskly, squinting his eyes shut as he throbbed in Dom's tight grip, feeling himself getting close. Dom seemed to have sensed it too, and abruptly let the rabbit go again. Aaron was left shuddering weakly in his spot with his erection drooling into a pool on his bedroll, dripping steadily as Dom moved. Aaron didn't even look, his nose twitching regularly at the air, seeking out wafts of the hyena in spite of the lazy breeze coming in off the lake.

Aaron gasped as he felt fabric drape over his face, before Dom folded it over his muzzle and nose and tied it behind his head. Aaron didn't have to sniff or open his eyes to know exactly what it was, he was intimately familiar with the texture of Dom's worn-out t-shirt already. The rabbit steeled his nerves and dared a deep breath, muffling another moan into the t-shirt, more openly now and thankful for the silencing. He giggled a bit as Dom teased his finger up the drool of precum that was dripping from his balls, the hyena marveling. “Dude, you leak like a faucet when you're up for a while. I think I found our new source of slippery stuff,” the hyena snickered, and Aaron giggled a little too. Dom's muzzle bumped to Aaron's collarbone, and the rabbit instinctively bared his throat to the hyena. Dom caught his jaws parting, ready to accept that offering before he remembered his promise, and let out a frustrated growl with a playful note that made Aaron shiver.

“You're just trying to get me into trouble, now,” Dom whispered, shuffling closer yet. Aaron didn't answer, just breathing deeply through the t-shirt, drunk on the hyena's scent. He felt the bump of Dom's erection on his stomach, and then felt the hyena squeeze both of their members together. Aaron trembled, struggling again and grinding his hips forward in desperation, smearing the slimy belly of his dick to Dom's much-larger arousal as Dom smeared them together in his fist. “Fuck, dude. You're so hard,” Dom laughed, “Maybe you have to do it thirty times in a day because you aren't doing it right. You think I can make you shoot everything you've got in one go?”

Aaron shook his head, eliciting a sharp laugh from Dom as the hyena let a low growl loose, against the base of Aaron's ear. He smeared his charcoal-black flesh to Aaron's tender pink little spike while he stroked their cocks together, and Aaron whimpered faintly and tensed, toes flexing against his sleeping bag. Dom backed off again, slumping back and letting go of the rabbit, planting both hands on the boy's hips to pin him down into that seated position so he couldn't even hump at the air in desperation.

“Look at you,” Dom growled playfully, still reaching for deeper notes. “I made you squirt like a garden sprinkler once before...you don't think I can do it again without my dick up your ass?” he teased the rabbit. Aaron shook his head in playful defiance as Dom stood and lifted his t-shirt away from Aaron's muzzle and nose. Aaron was blinded, but didn't shy away when the hot, fleshy smash of hyena-dick smeared across his lips and nose, trailing a drizzle of thick precum there. He opened his mouth, and Dom obliged him by sinking his dick halfway into the rabbit's maw, going in from the side to avoid the rabbit's buckteeth. Aaron slurped around it, unashamed and eager to take what he was given, his senses flooded with fresh scent and taste of his hyena boyfriend.

Boyfriend... The word echoed in Aaron's mind as he sealed his lips as best as he could around Dom's cock, swallowing up as much as Dom would let him as the hyena pumped in shallow strokes into his mouth. The hyena kept a loose grip on his earbases that he secretly wished was a little rougher, but that wish was soon washed away as Dom's hands pressed to the back of his head and the rabbit's nose sunk into the hyena's pubic fur, thick hyena-cock utterly bypassing his gag reflex and burying its glans against the back of his throat. Aaron shuddered, feeling the heat and weight of Dom's balls on his chin for a few long moments before the hyena churned his hips once, and pulled out. Aaron gasped and coughed twice as Dom smeared precum all over his nose and mouth again.

“Easy, dude. Rrr..see how easy it is to edge?” Dom teased the rabbit, tapping the bridge of his muzzle with his cocktip as the hyena stroked himself. Aaron's eyes crossed, watching the show as his own erection strained with absolute desperation, even as Dom finally let himself go and worked to pin the t-shirt back over Aaron's mouth and nose. Aaron was pulling at his bonds now, getting more desperate as the minutes passed, and he almost flinched as Dom reached for his boyhood. The hyena gave a few drumming taps of his fingertips to Aaron's bobbing arousal, watching it flex and twitch in response to those light touches. “Man, you're really primed. You're really ready to blast off huh?” Dom teased. It had only been ten minutes, maybe fifteen, since they got started- but Aaron was whimpering almost constantly at this point, and the slimy dribbles from his tip were tinged with a thread of white as the rabbit brimmed over in desperate anticipation. Aaron simply nodded in response. Dom smirked and nuzzled the rabbit's shoulder, growling playfully as he nuzzled down to his chest and teased his nose against a nipple he found standing up under Aaron's chestfur. “You gonna be a good boy and shoot every drop you got for me when I let you cum?” Dom asked. He swiped his tongue on Aaron's nipple, and the rabbit trembled with a faint, affirmative whimper. Dom rewarded the confirmation with another gentle knead of his hand on the rabbit's precum-slicked balls, smearing that slime through the boy's fur and matting the short, soft fuzz covering his little grapes down.

“Grrrr. Good,” Dom grumbled. He reached for Aaron's ears, and wrapped his fist around them both, pulling back to get Aaron's throat fully bared. Aaron winced and gasped again, only faintly protesting in a muffled moan into the t-shirt covering his mouth. Dom's muzzle crept lower, the hyena's nostrils flaring as he licked and kissed Aaron's belly, and eventually found the little rabbit's dick, poking him in the chin. Dom lowered his muzzle and buried it in the rabbit's lap, closing it wholly around Aaron's boyhood and sealing his lips at the rabbit's sheath. Aaron froze in place, as Dom slowly nursed and suckled down on Aaron's member, drawing out the air and bringing Aaron's boyhood into direct contact with his cheeks and tongue, pinned to the roof of his mouth. Aaron couldn't help it; his hips shuddered and he squeaked out, tensing and pulling his bonds desperately as his hips took over, blurring as he hammered his hips into the sensation he'd never felt before.

The rabbit's boyhood jerked and shot, hard, straight into Dom's mouth. Predatory instincts drove Dom to growl with satisfaction, feeling hot jets of fluid pulsing into his mouth; uniquely rabbit-flavored and intense. Dom suckled Aaron's pulsing boyhood hard, letting the rabbit jackhammer his hips needily to drive his boyhood across the hyena's tongue. Aaron caught teeth with every jerk and stroke and didn't care in the least, gasping and whimpering as his ears were pulled harder, hips jerking for nearly a full minute as the rabbit pulsed and pulsed until he was simply throbbing, dryly, in Dom's mouth in the last shocks of climax. Aaron felt Dom swallow before he lifted up and off, and Aaron's dick almost immediately slacked, thoroughly spent in one massive, body-wracking climax that left him shuddering and squirming his raw wrists in coils of paracord.

Dom wasn't particularly surprised that he liked the taste of the rabbit as much as he liked the smell of him, but was still relieved that the venture into unknown waters was rewarded with a happy realization. The hyena particularly enjoyed Aaron's overwhelmed pleasure as he suckled the rabbit and, in Dom's eyes, he got a pretty delicious snack out of the deal as well. He laughed quietly and dug his nose playfully up under Aaron's arm as the rabbit continued to squirm in aftershocks. Dom breathed deeply and growled lowly at the scent that matched many of the finer notes of the taste still strong in his mouth; sweet haygrass, male herbivore, Aaron, salt, a little chlorine and protein-y richness. Aaron's cum tasted far better than his own did, Dom thought, though he wasn't about to openly admit that. He burrowed into the rabbit's underarm and snuffled until Aaron couldn't take it anymore and squealed with oversensitive giggles into the t-shirt, causing Dom to relent and laugh a bit himself.

“Alright, alright...sheesh. I think we got it in one, yeah?” Dom laughed, gently pulling the t-shirt down so Aaron could catch his breath. The rabbit simply nodded, huffing out and giggling in little aftershocks still as Dom carefully untied the paracord. A few seconds later, Aaron was flexing his arms and rubbing his raw wrists.

“Y-you didn't have to suck me off,” Aaron started, as he unfolded himself and sat his rump on his bunk, rubbing his ankles and wrists still as he stretched out the sore spots. “I...I liked it, though."

“Hah, don't get too used to it,” Dom growled playfully, before kissing Aaron hard on the lips again, backing the rabbit down to his bunk again as he crouched over Aaron, right back to where they started. “Consider it an apology for making you have to go through mom's bite-washing routine. Wanna suck mine some more?” Dom asked, hopeful. Aaron just giggled and nodded.

“Yeah...hey Dom? Y-you can use my ears as handles,” the still-trembling rabbit said, making Dom grin as the hyena shuffled forward over Aaron. Aaron swooned, the faint scent of Dom's sweat in his fur coupled with potent arousal as that black erection bobbed in front of his muzzle. Aaron reached up to steady it with a hand, and started to lap and suckle on the tip before his lips closed, and he started slurping it down into his mouth. Dom groaned, that happy, sweet hyena-moo that made Aaron giddy, while pushing his hips forward and backing Aaron's head down to his pillow. A moment later, Dom had shifted his weight and mounted the rabbit's head proper, using a hand around Aaron's ears to harness him in place as Dom dug deeper, testing Aaron's gag reflex.

The first probe at the back of Aaron's throat caught a shudder and gag, but Dom found this only an inch shy of his root. Satisfied, the hyena reached to make a bump-stop with his fingers around his girth, and began thrusting slowly into Aaron's mouth, groaning again as the rabbit hungrily suckled him and washed over his thick, throbbing black dick with little washes of his tongue. Both of Aaron's hands cradled Dom's furry balls against his chin, kneading the heavy orbs in his delicate little fingers. Dom loved the sensation even more than burying himself in the bunny's ass; Aaron was so into this, and he could - and did - play back. The rabbit huffed and suckled, slurping noisily several times around Dom's dick as he pressed up when Dom thrusted forward, defying Dom's bump-stop and making himself gag again, before swallowing the next time the hyena's dick probed the back of his throat. Dom abruptly found himself balls-deep in the rabbit's mouth and groaned out a faint curse, shuddering. He sawed several deep strokes into the rabbit's mouth before he pulled back and let Aaron gasp for breath, and repeated it again.

“Ah, fuck, Aaron I'm gonna cum dude,” Dom whispered gruffly as he started to tense, pulling back and stroking himself- only to feel his hand pulled away and Aaron taking charge, underneath. The rabbit's hands tugged gently on Dom's balls, and the bunny pushed up, suckling his cock back down and starting to noisily slurp around him, sucking on him like a straw as the rabbit urged Dom to thrust. The young hyena obliged as he started rolling over the edge, Dom gritting his teeth as he thrusted down into the rabbit's mouth in longer, shaky sawing motions of his hips, and began to pulse thick, nearly-gelatinous globs of thick hyena-cum into Aaron's mouth. The rabbit shuddered and swallowed desperately, trying to keep up as Dom's hips pumped and helped churn up thick wads of sticky, slimy jizz that just kept pouring up from him to the rabbit's delight. Aaron buried his face in Dom's lap and swallowed around the hyena's cock-head, letting Dom shoot straight into his throat as the rabbit pressed his face to Dom's pubic fur. Dom froze for a few moments longer as his cock throbbed and drooled a slicker, runnier drizzle of dregs out before the hyena abruptly pulled back as he grew hypersensitive, and let out a slightly-too-loud little hyena-laugh as he flopped over on Aaron's bedroll.

“Ah-heh, heh! Hooo, fuck you're good at that,” Dom laughed, grinning and looping his arm around Aaron as the rabbit crawled in and snuggled up beside him. Aaron was desperately chugging a bottle of water to try and wash down the hyena's thick load, and Dom grimaced a little. “Ha! S-sorry dude. I wish my stuff was as easy to get down as yours is,” he mumbled. Aaron shook his head and coughed a few times to clear his throat.

“It's alright,” Aaron giggled, nuzzling Dom's chin and kissing him, before Dom lowered his muzzle and kissed him properly, one last time. Aaron kissed back, and sifted his fingers through Dom's chest-fur.

“Hey, Aaron,” Dom lead.

“Hm?” Aaron asked, looking up from where he snuggled his head on Dom's chest. The hyena shifted and rested his head on a hand, looking down to the rabbit as he flashed his trademark grin.

“I never got to say it the other night, but... I love you too, dude.”

-END-
", "pools_count": 2, "title": "BtF: \"Tent, Pt. 3\" [Dom & Aaron]", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "application/msword", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "22", "views": "498" }