[b][u][center]Sharing Your Bookmarks
For 3rdHarleyJoe
By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]
 
 
 
 
 



“Sorry about the noise,” Harley said, shuffling in such an obviously self-conscious way on Austin’s lap. “I’ll get the fan fixed soon, I promise.”

“Heh, you better; that’s a good way to blow a computer, and they don’t like that as much as jocks do, heh.”

“Oh…mmmph…”

Austin chuckled, wrapping his arms all the tighter around his boyfriend as the desktop screamed at them. The possum’s computer fan had been on the fritz all week, and it finally sounded like it was giving up on them. The space under the desk was so hot that the rabbit’s bare feet were already starting to sweat like he’d run three laps around the gym, and he kept having to fan himself to get rid of some of the rising warmth.

Sane thing would have been to shut it off, but then what would they do? Cuddle? With nothing?

[i]Not that it’d be the worst thing in the world,[/i] Austin thought, looking between Harley’s ears at the screen. [i]Better than some of the youtube stuff that he’s pulling up right now.[/i]

The fan sounded even louder than it was in the small dorm. They were meant for single person occupancy, and even the computer chair that they were sharing was rather tiny, meant more for the possum’s skinny butt than two people sitting one on top of the other. They were testing their luck with that sort of cuddle, but it was too comfy for him to just give up without a good reason.

He rested his chin on Harley’s shoulder, looking down at the screen with his boyfriend. It was some rating video on cameras or something; he was barely paying attention, but he could feel how focused the possum was. Harley was so intent on it that his tail had gone completely stiff and his ears flicked forward with full interest. Usually, it took something like a good pair of feet to get the little guy that interested.

Still, it was nice. Austin shuffled back and forth on the chair again, getting more comfortable as he kept his arms wrapped around the possum. He resisted the temptation to stick his hands into Harley’s hoodie pockets; might have been fun to give him a squeeze around the middle properly, but that’d just heat him up further, and that’d be more than he could deal with right then.

“How long is this video?” Austin asked.

“Uh, about another…oh, twenty minutes?”

“You have anything else you wanna watch?”

“Come on, it’s not that bad,” Harley said. “I mean, look at those lenses.”

“I thought you’d be watching feet more than cameras, possum.”

“I – you – Nnngh.”

And just like that, the possum turned almost as red as his hoodie, disappearing inside of it almost too fast to follow. Austin bit back a chuckle, pulling Harley’s hood right back off.

“Come on, you know it’s the truth.”

“I’m not that big a foot-fan…”

“Big enough to be following mine all over the place.”

“Not true.”

“And stealing my shoes.”

“Allegedly.”

“And what about this, huh?” Austin kicked his legs, pointing one straight out and showing the little shine that was already developing between his toes and along his sole. “A devious trap from foot-loving possum to get his boyfriend’s feet all sweaty and shiny for later?”

“I – I – I…”

It was too fun to tease Harley. He was so easily flustered, so easily worked up into a tizzy. Austin tilted his boyfriend’s head up and kissed his forehead. Just a little touch of his lips, but it was enough to keep that blush going.

“I’ll turn it off –”

“Nah, don’t turn off the computer. I’ll just have to get even mushier about stuff if you do that.”

“Oh god. You? Mushy? Never.”

“Try it and find out, possum.”

Harley groaned, looking at the computer again. He made no move to turn it off, and Austin smiled. He grabbed the mouse, pausing the youtube video, and slowly scrolled up and over to the side.

“What are you doing?”

“Heh, how about we…spice things up a little bit, huh?”

“What are you doing?!”

Harley flailed for the mouse, but Austin had too good a grip on it. Yoinking it off the desk, he tossed the wireless thing from hand to hand, using the chair arms, his own hand, and anything else he could reach to keep the mouse moving until he could click the bookmark bar. Just as he thought, there was a ‘private’ folder further down, and once he clicked that –

“Hoooooly crap, Harley. Looks like you’ve got a bit of a freak folder going on.”

“Stop iiiiiiit!”

“Come on, you love it. Let’s see, what’s – oh.”

The rabbit blinked as he stared at the first bookmark. It went right to a folder of off-site images of him. Well, part of him, at least.

Austin scrolled down the wall of images as Harley hid his face in his hands. Almost every shot was a perfectly-captured image of his bare feet, either running around the volleyball court or up and down the college grounds. Sometimes they were dry, sometimes wet, sometimes a little dirty, but they were always exactly in the center of the frame.

And he could tell which ones had been seen more often than the others. There [i]were[/i] view counters under the images, and some of them had clearly been brought up at least a few hundred times compared to the others. Specifically the ones with one sole coming down in the direction of the camera.

“Wow. You’re really obsessed with me, aren’t ya?” Austin asked.

“I didn’t think you’d see the collection…”

“Heh, don’t be like that. I’m flattered.”

“Mmmph…”

“You like quality, Harley. And you know what? I’m top-quality, and we both know it.”

The rabbit wrapped his arms around the possum, pulling him close and giving him another little kiss to the forehead. Harley all but melted against him, whimpering but smiling and nuzzling in. He squeezed his boyfriend close, patting his back gently as he looked at the monitor.

There were a [i]lot[/i] of foot pics there. To think that Harley had been collecting that many without him even being aware of it. Hell, this was all in addition to the ones that he’d posed for the possum for; this was the shit that the little guy got on the fly, just throwing his stuff together and snapping it when he could. Whoever got the possum on their payroll was going to get some quality stuff, that was for sure.

And it was…flattering. Very flattering, even for someone like him who knew what they were worth. The fact that Harley still thought that his feet were the best and had them right at the top of his porn bookmarks was just…lovely.

He squeezed his boyfriend one more time, patting his back again, before turning him to face the screen again.

“Okay, okay, enough with that. I get you love my feet, but what else have you been into, huh?”

“Well, uh…”

“Come on, Harley. You can trust me.”

“I know, I know…”

“Harley, you sucked my dick in the locker room. You sucked other people’s toes while I told you to. You got a footjob while the entire team was watching. You trust me with all that, and this is where you draw the line?”

“Mmmph…this is…”

“Too private?”

“…For anyone else, yeah.” Harley’s cheeks looked like someone could have cooked a full-course meal on them from how red they were. “But if it’s you…just you…and you promise not to tell anyone…”

“I promise. This is just between you and me. That’s all.”

“…Okay.”

Harley held out his hand for the mouse, and Austin gave it back. The possum scrolled through the bookmarks, going down, down, down until he came to a video link. He brought it up, and Austin cocked his head to the side.

“My Live-In Slave? Heh, looks like you got some fantasies there.”

“It-it’s just for the good foot-shots,” Harley muttered.

“Heh, we’ll see. Play it.”

The porno started with something kinky right off the bat. Austin leaned back in the chair, one arm around Harley’s stomach, the other resting against his boyfriend’s crotch. It was impossible to miss the bulge building up in Harley’s underwear; the possum’s boxer briefs were all that he wore in the dorm since there was nobody to judge him about it.

As Austin fondled the bulge, they settled in to watch the video together. The first shot was of a sleeping dragon, dark-scaled but hard to tell just what color in the dim lighting. His feet pushed out past the bottom of the covers, the soles huge and smooth, looking like they were well-oiled and taken care of. The camera seemed to linger on them for nearly a minute, and he could feel Harley getting more and more squirmy on his lap as the shot continued, panning around the huge feet, going close to the toes, and then pulling back.

“Heh, got a thing for big feet, huh?”

“Mmmph. It’s just…there’s a lot of sole there, okay?”

“Yeah, but it’s not mine, is it?”

“Fuuuuuck…”

“You love it when mine are on you. Just like you love smelling between the toes and licking them clean,” he teased, squeezing the possum’s bulge. “You might like looking at those dragon feet, but mine are your favorite.”

“Mmph.”

“Come oooon. Say it for me.”

“Mmmph…Y-your feet are my favorite.”

“Good possum.”

Harley groaned again, but he couldn’t hide. He was too close, too pinned in place by their seated cuddle. Instead, he just looked back at the porno.

It didn’t take long for the second character to be introduced. A mouse – almost as small as Harley was – stepped into shot. Naked, wearing a cock ring that kept his cock pushed forward, obvious, and throbbing, too. Not that well-endowed a rodent other than those heavy balls, though, and –

“Mmmph, master…” the rodent muttered.

Harley’s cock jumped. Austin cocked his head to the side.

“Wow. Learning more and more about you, Harley. Do you [i]like[/i] the idea of having a master, little foot-slut?”

“Gah! Just…Nnngh…it’s hot seeing someone so…”

“Heh, someone like you? Looks like he loves feet almost as much as you do.”

It was so easy to keep the possum on edge, particularly as the mouse moved to the dragon’s feet in the porno. The smaller male had the dragon’s heels in his hands, supporting them just off the edge of the bed, and was dragging his nose between the dragon’s toes. He sniffed, huffing loud enough for the camera to pick it up, and slowly thrust his tongue between the toes every few seconds.

Austin couldn’t believe how hard Harley was. He didn’t have that much interest in the porn himself, but the fact that his boyfriend got this hard to watching something like this made him wonder what else they might be able to do together. There was plenty of time for them to find other fun things in the bedroom, plenty of time to see what sort of stuff waited for them after college, but knowing that this might be on the table?

Well, maybe he could find a way to be a bit of a master, sometimes. Sometimes. He had the confidence for it.

He squeezed the possum’s cock a bit harder, slowly pulling Harley’s boxer briefs down just a bit. The head popped out and he started circling it with one finger. His boyfriend arched his back, huffing, whimpering.

“Heh, what’s the matter? Too much?”

“I didn’t think – you don’t have to –”

“All you have to do is enjoy it, Harley. You know I am.”

He chuckled, slowly stroking around the possum’s tip. It didn’t take long before his boyfriend was huffing, shuffling, groaning under his breath as the porno went on.

Skipping ahead a bit, he took them to the next scene. The mouse was under the breakfast table, and he was sucking off the dragon. Up, down, up, down, sucking the dragon’s big cock – and it was…a startling large cock – while getting the ‘reward’ of a foot right on his crotch. Every so often, it was lifted up, and the mouse’s pre-cum and cock-slime soaked that reptilian sole, covering every last scale with the silvery, transparent slime that the little guy was leaking all over it.

“Almost pent-up enough for milking,” the dragon said on the porn.

“Milking, huh?” Austin said. “Is that something you’re into, hmmmm?”

“N-no, I didn’t – I wouldn’t –”

“Do you want to be that kind of foot-boy for me?” he teased, slowly pulling Harley’s underwear down just a bit further, lodging it under the base of his cock. “Make it so you can only get off when I tell you? Making you lick my feet, serve me like that kind of ‘slave,’ heh, maybe keep you all pent up for a month and then jerk you off with my feet until you have nothing left in your balls?”

“I – I – mmmph! Stop, stop…”

He did, of course. Harley always had a different note in his voice when he was freaking out instead of just being overwhelmed. Austin pulled his fingers back, paused the video, and turned the chair so they were facing away from the monitor.

It took Harley a full three minutes to get his breath back, huffing and puffing the whole time and hiding his face. Austin didn’t push it; the only thing he did was pull his possum to his chest, helping him ‘hide’ for that time so he could calm down. He was used to it; there were times when the possum got way too into something, got too focused on it, and then freaked out because he was too focused. The big things that he needed at that time was quiet and the reminder that things were going to be okay.

It passed, and Harley was able to lift his head up again. Austin looked down at him, brushing some of that cheek fluff down.

“You okay?”

“Getting…getting there.”

“Too much?”

“Not…exactly?”

“What’s up?”

“Just…never thought of that. It’s just…fantasy, you know? Little things, imagining what it’d be like, never had to…never had to think about it ever being, you know…real.”

“Heh, I get that. Porn’s a hell of a thing.”

“You’re telling me…whew…”

“So, too much?”

“Not…not from you. Just…wow…wow…”

One thing was for sure: Harley still had that boner. It throbbed, twitched, and begged for attention just under his hoodie, and while he wasn’t saying anything about it, Austin could tell that he still wanted to do something. Just not quite the same thing.

An idea struck, and he grinned as he realized there was a chance for something [i]big[/i], and something much less embarrassing for Harley.

“Hey.”

“Mmm?”

“Take it off.”

“What –”

“Take it all off. Hoodie, briefs, everything. And get on the floor.”

“I –”

“Do it, foot-boy.”

Harley’s cheeks lit right back up again, but unlike before, he was more than willing to do something like this. His face was as red as a tomato as he got up, slowly pulling his hoodie off and putting it on the bed, and his cock twitched eagerly as he pulled his briefs down, letting them hit the floor and rest there. Austin looked him up and down, groping himself through his sweatpants as he nodded to himself.

“Yeah, that’s what I like to see.”

“Mmmph…”

“You’re a hot little possum.”

“Stoooop.”

“Not a chance in hell, Harley.”

“What…what now?”

“Now?”

He smirked, leaning back in the chair and slowly pushing one leg out. He rested it on top of the possum’s twitching cock, toes pinching around the head, and Harley gasped, closing his eyes tight.

“On your knees.”

With just enough force in his voice to keep the fantasy going, he slowly ‘stepped’ on the possum’s cock, dragging him down, down, down, until his knees hit the ground. He pulled with his toes, dragging Harley across the floor until he was between his legs, only able to look up at him, only able to see him and not the monitor.

Austin looked back at the porno. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t really his thing, either. But he could let Harley [i]think[/i] it was.

“I’m going to put this back on,” he said. “And while I’m watching it, you’re going to be licking my feet. Showing me where you belong. Showing me how good a foot-possum you are, heh.”

“Mmmph…I didn’t think –”

“Ah ah. No thinking. Just doing.”

“Y-yes…oh god, they’re…sweaty…”

“You can blame your computer for that.”

As Harley lifted his foot, as the possum started nudging his nose under the toes, Austin turned back to the computer. He clicked sideways, opening a small virtual keyboard, and tapped in a couple of letters. That opened his email, and from there –

[i]There we go. That’s the good stuff.[/i]

Instead of looking at the porno Harley had bookmarked, he opened up a few images and videos that his boyfriend had sent over the years. More porn of the blushing possum was always going to be better than that.

As he felt Harley’s tongue sliding between his toes, licking up the sweat droplets that had settled in between them, he let the porno play in the background. The audio would keep Harley thinking that was what he was getting off to on the side, while in reality…

Click.

Click.

Click.

He kept flicking through the old pictures of Harley showing himself off, blushing in front of a mirror, showing his cock off, putting himself under his own feet or under Austin’s in the rare times that they’d been able to play between games before they were out publicly. The rabbit smiled to himself, groping his crotch through his sweatpants, all while –

Lick.

Lick.

Lick.

He glanced from the screen to Harley again. His boyfriend’s eyes were closed, his mouth open, his tongue busy as could be. That eager little possum-cock bounced up and down between his legs, dripping on the carpet.

[i]Can’t have you making a mess,[/i] Austin thought, and brought his other foot down.

“Mmmph!”

Harley smothered his little gasp against the ball of the rabbit’s foot, grinding his lips against it as he gasped and shivered. Austin gripped the tip of his boyfriend’s cock between his toes again, giving slow, teasing, firm strokes right under the sensitive head.

“Heh, looks like you’re getting a little drippy down there. Enjoying yourself, Harley? Hmm? Enjoying being my good little foot-rag?”

“Ah…yes…yes,” Harley whispered. “Ohmygod, ohmygod…”

“Heh, don’t stop now. Or I’m going to make you lick everything clean when we’re done.”

It wasn’t even that much of a threat. He knew that Harley would be more than willing to do that if asked, though it was a little bit hotter to make it a threat rather than a simple little task. The possum took to it well, too, dragging his tongue along the bottom of the rabbit’s foot, going from heel to toe, heel to toe over and over again. He could feel the difference in heat down there, how he was getting cleaned up with the possum’s panting insistence on getting as much of that sweat as possible.

He looked between the possum between his legs and the other images on his email. There were so many little moments that they’d shared together, and maybe he was a bit of a sap for preferring these, but it was…nice.

Hotter.

More intimate.

Swapping feet, he pushed his clean one down. Instead of just pinching the head, he ground his foot down, pushing Harley’s cock down, down, down until it was bowing to him. The head touched the floor, grinding into the smooth ‘hard-wood’ beneath, probably resting in a puddle of its own product. He lifted the other foot –

“Nnngh…”

And curled his toes right around Harley’s stiff right nipple. The possum gasped, his breath shaky, his mouth hanging open.

“What’s the matter, hmm?” Austin teased, leaning his head on one hand while groping himself with the other. “Enjoying yourself [i]too[/i] much?”

“J-just…a…a –”

“A lot?”

“Mmm-hmm…”

Watching Harley shiver and shake as he fanned his toes out, grinding his heel against the possum’s torso as his toes flicked over his nipple again and again, he could tell Harley was right on the edge. The little guy was going to blow at any second, and he…

He could wait.

He was close, but he could wait.

Stroke.

Step.

Stroke.

Tease.

Stroke –

“NNNNGH!”

Austin smirked as he let go of Harley’s cock, letting it flick back up and slap against the possum’s stomach before pinning it there with his foot. He felt every sudden twitch, every pulse of arousal as Harley came all over himself. The throbbing, warming feeling against the bottom of his foot was surprisingly nice, and he kept teasing it, nudging it, stroking it with his toes just under the head to keep it pulsing and leaking.

As the slime rolled down from the tip, soaking the possum’s stomach fur and threatening to dampen his toes, he slowly pulled his foot away. Harley’s cock dropped, and the possum panted as he looked up. His eyes were half-closed, and he was clearly struggling to catch his breath.

“Nnngh…mmmph…that was…that was…wow…You were…did you –”

“Finish?” Austin shook his head with a chuckle. “Not yet, but I didn’t think that you could last much longer. I figured I’d let you get off, and then you’d feel even better about returning the favor later.”

“Oh, I will…I will…”

“Come on, possum.”

He patted his lap, and Harley climbed up slowly, not bothering to put his clothes back on. The little guy shuffled back and forth, getting comfortable.

“So, what part of the video did you get – OH MY GOD!”

Austin bit off a barking laugh as Harley immediately lost it, trying to close out of the various pictures of himself on the screen. The rabbit nearly fell out of the chair in the process, and it was up to Harley to stabilize the whole thing for once. They rocked back and forth for nearly a minute before he was able to calm down.

“You were getting off to those?! When did you – how did – I wasn’t that –”

“Look, you can’t blame me for wanting to enjoy the hottest thing in the room. Well, the one that isn’t me.”

“…YOU!”

“Heh, love you too, Harley.”

He squeezed the little guy, and some of the huffiness went out with the hug. As he got one back, he glanced at the time on the computer. Too late to really do much more, but…well, there was one other option.

“Hey, Harley?”

“Yeah?”

“You mind if I stay the night?”

The possum whipped his head up, almost bumping the rabbit on the chin in the process. He stared, his mouth hanging open in shock for a split-second before it turned up into the biggest grin that Austin had seen in a very, very long time.

“Of course!”

“…Just like that?”

“Why not? Boyfriends, right? And, and you can stay and…and you can cuddle me for a bit, and…well, I mean…if you’re sure, and you’re not just doing it for me.”

“Heh, it’s not just for you. I’ve been wanting to do this for a while. And more to the point…you still have to do your part here, heh?”

Grinding his erection into the possum’s bare butt was enough to get the point across, but surprisingly, Harley didn’t blush or pull away. If anything, the possum just pulled him closer, squeezing him gently. It was…oddly wholesome, considering what they’d just been up to.

Austin subtly shut the computer down, then wrapped his arms around the possum. He picked him up, carried him to the bed, and laid down with him, arms wrapped tightly around the little guy and pulling him close. Big spoon, little spoon, all comfort: that was what they had together as they got comfortable.

[i]Never thought this is who I’d end up loving…but I got lucky with you, Harley,[/i] he thought as he closed his eyes.

 

 

 




[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]
 
Summary: Harley and Austin have a bit of cuddling fun in Harley’s dorm room.
 
Tags: M/M, Rabbit, College, Possum, 3rdHarleyJoe, Foot Fetish, Teasing, Playful, Voyeurism, Porn Video, Foot Worship, Sweat, Barefoot, Orgasm, Cum, Footjob, Teasing, Dirty Talk, Playful Domination, Bulges, Underwear,