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All I know is that my mind was on a phone call to my boyfriend, which strikes me as odd even when I think about it, especially since that blow job is being given by the hottest rabbit in Nuvel. Maybe I have doubt about the situation I’m in, or maybe just sardonic humor. Regardless that’s where I found myself Friday night after work. The bunny’s name is Mi, and he is the cutest boy I have ever seen; white as the fallen snow, piercing jade green eyes, lean like a school girl, and with a smile that would melt ice in the middle of winter. \n== <*> ==\nEverything started at a party last month that me and Trevor attended; Trevor is my Boyfriend by the way. Our host was a Wolf named Anton, a minor socialite in Nuvel, and an Ex. Breaking up with Anton was, thankfully congenial, at least as far as my social life is concerned. \nThe party was your typical affair fancy drinks, soft music, and people wandering pretending to be more interesting than they really are. Trevor left early claiming a headache, we had been together long enough though, that I knew he was not really into the social scene, my husky tends to make an appearance for appearance sake, mostly due to my insistence and then drift off home before getting too involved. \n“Marc, there’s my favorite tiger, I want you to meet someone” Anton’s words are burned into my brain, they started all of it. It still amazes me how such simple words can start a chain reaction that leads you down paths you never would have considered before they are spoken. Anton took my arm gently but insistently leading me through a small group of people to the foyer and that was the first time I saw Mi. He was just taking off his coat, dressed in a cute little outfit of pinks and purples that would normally be beyond my threshold of gay stereotype, except that he wore it so well. I’m sure I stared for a moment because I noticed Anton’s slight smirk as he nudged my arm and made introductions.\n“Mi, this is Marc” my paw was out to shake before I even thought of it “Marc owns a small advertising firm in the downtown area.” His shake is just what I would imagine, soft, effeminate, but there is some strength there, enough firmness so show he’s involved in the social gesture, but not committed to it. As his hand drops, and the introduction seems to sink in, I see an immediate change in his demeanor and I know immediately that Anton is networking for the young male, not that I mind. “Mi is a model, just recently moved here from Los Estrellas. “ We made small talk, had a few drinks with Anton, and a few more after Anton wandered off to visit with his other guests, and we ended up in Anton’s guestroom. \nI swear I came four or five times that evening, including once in the shower when we were trying to make ourselves presentable to rejoin the party. It was mind blowing, like being a teenager again, I just couldn’t stop, I’d pound him into the mattress snarling, his scruff in my teeth and cum so hard inside him I could barely see straight, and then pull out, rolling onto my back panting, thinking I was spent, that there was no more in me, until his delicate little paws would coax me back to hardness and I would do it again. Each time was like waking up out of a haze, and each time the first thing I would see was his face, green eyes looking down at me.\nWhen we finally rejoined the party Anton didn’t say a thing, though I could see his understanding in his eyes. I seem to have this reputation as a player which I suppose is supported by the number of boyfriends I’ve had, though I have been with Trevor now for over a year. And contrary to rumor I’ve never before cheated on a single one of my Ex’s, or even ever dumped them over sex. I don’t think that realization really hit me that night; I was pretty drunk, and floating on post orgasmic bliss. I don’t think I was in love, but I was definitely in lust with Mi.\nI got home that night late, thankfully smelling more of Booze than Mi, mostly due to the shower. Climbing into bed with Trevor I felt a little pang of guilt as he snuggled back up against me, so trusting, but the booze carried me away.\n== <*> ==\nMi looks up at me with curious eyes, I know he wants to ask why I don’t really seem to be into the blowjob he’s giving me. Thankfully he doesn’t ask, because I’m not sure if I could answer him right now. Mi has a skilled mouth, and can usually get me off really quick, which is saying something because I tend to be really hard to get off orally, Anton commented about it just before we broke up and said it probably has to do with my desire to just get under the tail of my partner, fuck all the four play figuratively speaking. I don’t think that’s it, I like oral sex well enough, just so few people really know how to do it right. Mi knows how to do it right, the first time he sucked me off I came in about a minute; I still remember how shocked I was.\n== <*> ==\nI signed Mi to a modeling contract the following Monday, it was great, he was so excited he hugged me right there in the board room. That evening was the first time he sucked me off. It was after hours, most of the employees had gone home, and he slipped into my office like a lovely ghost. I turned to talk to him, like I would with any of my staff, showing interest and freeing myself of the distraction of papers and computer. Without a word he kneels undoing my pants with deft movements, so confident, that by the time I think to object about the timing and location, I’m already in his mouth. It was so hot I went from soft to hard in the time it took him to slip his paw into my boxers and pull out my dick. His mouth was heaven. He took his time, muzzle moving along me he even licked my balls, something none of my boyfriends had ever done without me asking them. I swear I put claw marks in my desk when I came in his mouth. it was the most intense climax I’ve ever had from a guy’s muzzle, probably ever will have. After that he almost shyly tucked me back in, kissing me on the cheek as he leaves.\nI spent another 20 minutes in the office trying to clear my head before heading home to Trevor. My husky had dinner all ready for me, which caused another pang of guilt at his caring.\n== <*> ==\nMi lowers his head to resume his work and I reach out a paw to stop him, I’m panting just a little my mouth open to say something, a brief inkling to stop him, to come to my senses about all this but it doesn’t work, the words won’t come and I lean down to kiss him \n“I don’t want to finish in your mouth tonight sweetie…” My words trail off, part of my brain screaming at me, that this isn’t why I came over to his apartment; I came to talk to him. But he just smiles and nods, “Ok” a soft little half word, half sound and he stands up, straddling my lap to let me kiss him more, which I do, the guilty part of my brain pushed back by the lust Mi fans in my gut, just by being himself.\n== <*> ==\n“Put Mi on the Spencer ad pitch” everyone stares at me for a moment and then back to the meeting at hand. Ok, it’s strange, perhaps, I mean Mi has been here two weeks, and the Spencer account is huge, but he has an ass that will Sell Jeans and he fits the market demographic, it has nothing to do with the Blow Job he gave me when he was first hired, and the three since then. \nMi’s headshots go to the client along with a few mock-ups and they love it. I call him into my office to tell him and he’s ecstatic, and before I realize it he’s kissing me. My first urge is to stop him, push him away before someone comes in, but I don’t, it’s late in the day and most of the managers who would be around my office have gone. The kiss deepens and before I really have time to think about it I’ve lifted him onto my desk on his back. His legs are up, along my chest our pants are undone enough to expose his ass and my dick and I’m holding myself, lining up with him. It’s a quick dirty fuck, I hunch over him, hips rolling churning my breath pants in his ear, as his does in mine silent besides our heavy breathing. I hold him close clutching him to me and the only sound that slips out is my groan as I climax inside of him. We pant, frozen in time for a moment than I draw out of him slowly sitting back in my chair and wiping my shrinking arousal clean with a cloth from my gym bag, which I toss to him. He cleans up the mess under his tail, kisses me and whispers thank you once more, and slips out of my office like it was any other meeting, waving bye to a few of the other models and account managers on his way out of the building.\n== <*> ==\nMi rubs himself against me as my mind wanders again, and I come back to his hand wrapped around me. I pull his hand away and he pouts cutely slipping out of my lap and walking over to his bedroom door, pausing, green eyes half lidded as he looks back at me before slipping into the darkness of his bedroom his lovely white tail almost flashing as it flicks in the darkness catching the hall lights.\n== <*> ==\nMi is out late at a photo shoot, and comes out of the shower room just as I’m finishing and shutting down for the night. Trevor is away on business and I’m rather lost in thought about what I’m going to do tonight. I’m so distracted that I almost walk into Mi as he’s stepping out of the changing room. He smells of strawberry soap and I have to grab his arm to keep from knocking him down. \n“Sorry” he murmurs, lowering his eyes.\n“It’s ok; I should have been looking where I was going.” Such a simple statement but we hold there for a long moment. I release his arm, almost awkwardly and wish him a good night making my way to the car, I’m on the road back home before it strikes me, the solution to my problem, and I have my phone out calling Mi. I don’t even think about the strangeness of inviting him over for dinner when my boyfriend is away. Even as I’m ordering food for us, ya I can’t cook, it’s not among my skills, or even when the doorbell rings and there he is standing on the porch, lit by the overhead porch light like a runway model, which I suppose he could be. \nMi comes in and I open a bottle of wine, we talk, casually, like we do this every weekend until the food I ordered arrives. He makes a joke about all the work I’ve done slaving in the kitchen and I swat him on the butt as I set out plates. We eat, finishing the bottle of wine and starting another ending up on the couch, he’s pressed closed to me and I can smell him. We try to keep talking, the conversation slowly dying into silence. His lips press to mine, almost causing my wine glass to slip from my fingers before I set it on the table my arms wrapping around him. He’s hot and eager and so am I. Were half undressed and both hard when I scoop him up into my arms and carry him to the bedroom. I still can’t fathom why I did that even now, dropping him on the bed I share with Trevor and pressing his moaning muzzle into my Boyfriends pillow as I fuck him as hard as I did that first night at Anton’s. He comes, I come, for once not caring about the noise and we collapse panting on the sheets, damp with sweat and his passion and we fall asleep spent and exhausted.\nThe morning is chaotic, we wake up to a phone call from Trevor saying he just landed and is on the way home. I scramble, stripping the bedding and remaking it as Mi cleans up from dinner, he kisses me good bye and I comment that we probably shouldn’t do this again. I don’t know if I mean the Sex or the location, I honestly don’t even looking back, but he assumes the latter and says we can meet at his place next time. I’m just getting into the shower to get his scent off me when Trevor comes home.\n== <*> ==\nI slip into Mi’s bedroom my eyes adjusting to the darkness and I pad slowly towards his bed. He’s there a lighter form in the dark room. Even if I couldn’t see him I can smell him, the scent of his arousal is like an addiction, no matter how I fight it. As I reach the bed he rises up, taking me into his mouth again, my arousal returning with a surge of desire, stronger than when we were out in the living room. He caresses my balls, which I like and fingers under my tail which is new. I growl softly swatting his paw away and pushing him back on the bed looking over him, a dark shadow, eyes glowing yellow in the moonlight that comes in from the windows over his bed. I enter him slowly sliding deep. Every time is like new, like the first time and it takes my breath away even as he gasps so softly, adjusting to my size. I hold him close starting to move inside him, brushing the soft fur of his back, his belly. I lift him, rising to my knees hips rolling under him, letting him watch us in the mirror on his wall, which I know he likes, the moonlight playing sultry tricks on our eyes. My need grows; his soft cries are music to my ears as his paws fall to my hips squeezing me gently. I place a paw on the wall to steady myself thrusting faster lowering him back down to the bed so I can take him harder, deeper how we both like. \nHe comes before me, but not by much his body trembling and the strong scent of bunny cum hitting my nose even as I snarl and throb under his tail, leaving my essence deep inside him. I take my time pulling out, lounging in the pleasure of licking his ears and feeling him clench and moan on me as I do so. I consider going again, but it’s late so finally I draw out of him slowly. He cuddles up to me and we kiss for a little before finally making our way to the shower. It’s all Mi’s fault, he such a tease, and the shower takes longer than I planned, mostly because he coaxes me into fucking him once more as the water streams over us. It’s because of this when I come out I see I have missed a text message.\nFlipping open my phone I look and see it’s from Trevor “Hope you’re not running too late, dinner is ready and I miss my tiger” I look at the message for a long moment, swallowing the sudden lump in my throat as I text back. “I was at the Gym, on my way home, Love you”. I dress and leave that last text in my mind as I get into the car. I want to tell Mi it’s over as I leave but I don’t, I want to tell him that I only Love Trevor which is true, but trite and hollow sounding. I will tell him though I convince myself as I pull out towards home; it’s just all in the timing.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "It’s all in the Timing
By: Sorin
I would like to know what goes through the head of someone while they are receiving a blow job.  All I know is that my mind was on a phone call to my boyfriend, which strikes me as odd even when I think about it, especially since that blow job is being given by the hottest rabbit in Nuvel.  Maybe I have doubt about the situation I’m in, or maybe just sardonic humor.  Regardless that’s where I found myself Friday night after work.  The bunny’s name is Mi, and he is the cutest boy I have ever seen; white as the fallen snow, piercing jade green eyes, lean like a school girl, and with a smile that would melt ice in the middle of winter.  
== <*> ==
Everything started at a party last month that me and Trevor attended; Trevor is my Boyfriend by the way.  Our host was a Wolf named Anton, a minor socialite in Nuvel, and an Ex.  Breaking up with Anton was, thankfully congenial, at least as far as my social life is concerned.  
The party was your typical affair fancy drinks, soft music, and people wandering pretending to be more interesting than they really are.  Trevor left early claiming a headache, we had been together long enough though, that I knew he was not really into the social scene, my husky tends to make an appearance for appearance sake, mostly due to my insistence and then drift off home before getting too involved.  
“Marc, there’s my favorite tiger, I want you to meet someone” Anton’s words are burned into my brain, they started all of it.  It still amazes me how such simple words can start a chain reaction that leads you down paths you never would have considered before they are spoken.  Anton took my arm gently but insistently leading me through a small group of people to the foyer and that was the first time I saw Mi.  He was just taking off his coat, dressed in a cute little outfit of pinks and purples that would normally be beyond my threshold of gay stereotype, except that he wore it so well.  I’m sure I stared for a moment because I noticed Anton’s slight smirk as he nudged my arm and made introductions.
“Mi, this is Marc” my paw was out to shake before I even thought of it “Marc owns a small advertising firm in the downtown area.”  His shake is just what I would imagine, soft, effeminate, but there is some strength there, enough firmness so show he’s involved in the social gesture, but not committed to it.  As his hand drops, and the introduction seems to sink in,  I see an immediate change in his demeanor and I know immediately that Anton is networking for the young male, not that I mind.  “Mi is a model, just recently moved here from Los Estrellas. “  We made small talk, had a few drinks with Anton, and a few more after Anton wandered off to visit with his other guests, and we ended up in Anton’s guestroom.  
I swear I came four or five times that evening, including once in the shower when we were trying to make ourselves presentable to rejoin the party.  It was mind blowing, like being a teenager again, I just couldn’t stop, I’d pound him into the mattress snarling, his scruff in my teeth and cum so hard inside him I could barely see straight, and then pull out, rolling onto my back panting, thinking I was spent, that there was no more in me, until his delicate little paws would coax me back to hardness and I would do it again.  Each time was like waking up out of a haze, and each time the first thing I would see was his face, green eyes looking down at me.
When we finally rejoined the party Anton didn’t say a thing, though I could see his understanding in his eyes.  I seem to have this reputation as a player which I suppose is supported by the number of boyfriends I’ve had, though I have been with Trevor now for over a year.  And contrary to rumor I’ve never before cheated on a single one of my Ex’s, or even ever dumped them over sex.  I don’t think that realization really hit me that night; I was pretty drunk, and floating on post orgasmic bliss.  I don’t think I was in love, but I was definitely in lust with Mi.
I got home that night late, thankfully smelling more of Booze than Mi, mostly due to the shower.  Climbing into bed with Trevor I felt a little pang of guilt as he snuggled back up against me, so trusting, but the booze carried me away.
== <*> ==
Mi looks up at me with curious eyes, I know he wants to ask why I don’t really seem to be into the blowjob he’s giving me.  Thankfully he doesn’t ask, because I’m not sure if I could answer him right now.  Mi has a skilled mouth, and can usually get me off really quick, which is saying something because I tend to be really hard to get off orally, Anton commented about it just before we broke up and said it probably has to do with my desire to just get under the tail of my partner, fuck all the four play figuratively speaking.  I don’t think that’s it, I like oral sex well enough, just so few people really know how to do it right.  Mi knows how to do it right, the first time he sucked me off I came in about a minute; I still remember how shocked I was.
== <*> ==
I signed Mi to a modeling contract the following Monday, it was great, he was so excited he hugged me right there in the board room.  That evening was the first time he sucked me off.  It was after hours, most of the employees had gone home, and he slipped into my office like a lovely ghost.  I turned to talk to him, like I would with any of my staff, showing interest and freeing myself of the distraction of papers and computer.  Without a word he kneels undoing my pants with deft movements, so confident, that by the time I think to object about the timing and location, I’m already in his mouth.  It was so hot I went from soft to hard in the time it took him to slip his paw into my boxers and pull out my dick.  His mouth was heaven.  He took his time, muzzle moving along me he even licked my balls, something none of my boyfriends had ever done without me asking them. I swear I put claw marks in my desk when I came in his mouth. it was the most intense climax I’ve ever had from a guy’s muzzle, probably ever will have.  After that he almost shyly tucked me back in, kissing me on the cheek as he leaves.
I spent another 20 minutes in the office trying to clear my head before heading home to Trevor.  My husky had dinner all ready for me, which caused another pang of guilt at his caring.
== <*> ==
Mi lowers his head to resume his work and I reach out a paw to stop him, I’m panting just a little my mouth open to say something, a brief inkling to stop him, to come to my senses about all this but it doesn’t work, the words won’t come and I lean down to kiss him
“I don’t want to finish in your mouth tonight sweetie…”  My words trail off, part of my brain screaming at me, that this isn’t why I came over to his apartment; I came to talk to him.  But he just smiles and nods, “Ok”  a soft little half word, half sound and he stands up, straddling my lap to let me kiss him more,  which I do, the guilty part of my brain pushed back by the lust Mi fans in my gut, just by being himself.
== <*> ==
“Put Mi on the Spencer ad pitch” everyone stares at me for a moment and then back to the meeting at hand.  Ok, it’s strange, perhaps, I mean Mi has been here two weeks, and the Spencer account is huge, but he has an ass that will Sell Jeans and he fits the market demographic, it has nothing to do with the Blow Job he gave me when he was first hired, and the three since then.  
Mi’s headshots go to the client along with a few mock-ups and they love it.  I call him into my office to tell him and he’s ecstatic, and before I realize it he’s kissing me.  My first urge is to stop him, push him away before someone comes in, but I don’t, it’s late in the day and most of the managers who would be around my office have gone.  The kiss deepens and before I really have time to think about it I’ve lifted him onto my desk on his back.  His legs are up, along my chest our pants are undone enough to expose his ass and my dick and I’m holding myself, lining up with him.  It’s a quick dirty fuck, I hunch over him, hips rolling churning my breath pants in his ear, as his does in mine silent besides our heavy breathing.  I hold him close clutching him to me and the only sound that slips out is my groan as I climax inside of him.  We pant, frozen in time for a moment than I draw out of him slowly sitting back in my chair and wiping my shrinking arousal clean with a cloth from my gym bag, which I toss to him.  He cleans up the mess under his tail, kisses me and whispers thank you once more, and slips out of my office like it was any other meeting, waving bye to a few of the other models and account managers on his way out of the building.
== <*> ==
Mi rubs himself against me as my mind wanders again, and I come back to his hand wrapped around me.  I pull his hand away and he pouts cutely slipping out of my lap and walking over to his bedroom door, pausing, green eyes half lidded as he looks back at me before slipping into the darkness of his bedroom his lovely white tail almost flashing as it flicks in the darkness catching the hall lights.
== <*> ==
Mi is out late at a photo shoot, and comes out of the shower room just as I’m finishing and shutting down for the night.  Trevor is away on business and I’m rather lost in thought about what I’m going to do tonight.  I’m so distracted that I almost walk into Mi as he’s stepping out of the changing room.  He smells of strawberry soap and I have to grab his arm to keep from knocking him down.  
“Sorry” he murmurs, lowering his eyes.
“It’s ok; I should have been looking where I was going.”  Such a simple statement but we hold there for a long moment.  I release his arm, almost awkwardly and wish him a good night making my way to the car, I’m on the road back home before it strikes me, the solution to my problem, and I have my phone out calling Mi.  I don’t even think about the strangeness of inviting him over for dinner when my boyfriend is away.  Even as I’m ordering food for us, ya I can’t cook, it’s not among my skills, or even when the doorbell rings and there he is standing on the porch, lit by the overhead porch light like a runway model, which I suppose he could be.  
Mi comes in and I open a bottle of wine, we talk, casually, like we do this every weekend until the food I ordered arrives.  He makes a joke about all the work I’ve done slaving in the kitchen and I swat him on the butt as I set out plates.  We eat, finishing the bottle of wine and starting another ending up on the couch, he’s pressed closed to me and I can smell him.  We try to keep talking, the conversation slowly dying into silence.  His lips press to mine, almost causing my wine glass to slip from my fingers before I set it on the table my arms wrapping around him.  He’s hot and eager and so am I.  Were half undressed and both hard when I scoop him up into my arms and carry him to the bedroom.  I still can’t fathom why I did that even now, dropping him on the bed I share with Trevor and pressing his moaning muzzle into my Boyfriends pillow as I fuck him as hard as I did that first night at Anton’s.  He comes, I come, for once not caring about the noise and we collapse panting on the sheets, damp with sweat and his passion and we fall asleep spent and exhausted.
The morning is chaotic, we wake up to a phone call from Trevor saying he just landed and is on the way home.  I scramble, stripping the bedding and remaking it as Mi cleans up from dinner, he kisses me good bye and I comment that we probably shouldn’t do this again.  I don’t know if I mean the Sex or the location, I honestly don’t even looking back, but he assumes the latter and says we can meet at his place next time.  I’m just getting into the shower to get his scent off me when Trevor comes home.
== <*> ==
I slip into Mi’s bedroom my eyes adjusting to the darkness and I pad slowly towards his bed.  He’s there a lighter form in the dark room.  Even if I couldn’t see him I can smell him, the scent of his arousal is like an addiction, no matter how I fight it.  As I reach the bed he rises up, taking me into his mouth again, my arousal returning with a surge of desire, stronger than when we were out in the living room.  He caresses my balls, which I like and fingers under my tail which is new.  I growl softly swatting his paw away and pushing him back on the bed looking over him, a dark shadow, eyes glowing yellow in the moonlight that comes in from the windows over his bed.  I enter him slowly sliding deep.  Every time is like new, like the first time and it takes my breath away even as he gasps so softly, adjusting to my size.  I hold him close starting to move inside him, brushing the soft fur of his back, his belly.  I lift him, rising to my knees hips rolling under him, letting him watch us in the mirror on his wall, which I know he likes, the moonlight playing sultry tricks on our eyes.  My need grows; his soft cries are music to my ears as his paws fall to my hips squeezing me gently.  I place a paw on the wall to steady myself thrusting faster lowering him back down to the bed so I can take him harder, deeper how we both like.  
He comes before me, but not by much his body trembling and the strong scent of bunny cum hitting my nose even as I snarl and throb under his tail, leaving my essence deep inside him.  I take my time pulling out, lounging in the pleasure of licking his ears and feeling him clench and moan on me as I do so.  I consider going again, but it’s late so finally I draw out of him slowly.  He cuddles up to me and we kiss for a little before finally making our way to the shower.  It’s all Mi’s fault, he such a tease, and the shower takes longer than I planned, mostly because he coaxes me into fucking him once more as the water streams over us.  It’s because of this when I come out I see I have missed a text message.
Flipping open my phone I look and see it’s from Trevor “Hope you’re not running too late, dinner is ready and I miss my tiger” I look at the message for a long moment, swallowing the sudden lump in my throat as I text back.  “I was at the Gym, on my way home, Love you”.  I dress and leave that last text in my mind as I get into the car.  I want to tell Mi it’s over as I leave but I don’t, I want to tell him that I only Love Trevor which is true, but trite and hollow sounding.  I will tell him though I convince myself as I pull out towards home; it’s just all in the timing.
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