Surprise Shower Sex
_Toonces, the Driving Cat, the Cat Who Could Drive a Car
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Ethan unlocked the door and trudged into the foyer, throwing off his shoes and putting his stuff down on a coffee table. He yawned and stretched, then slunked over in fatigue from a long day of cooking. He lifted his arm and tested his smell... he needed a shower. He dragged his feet upstairs, peeling off sticky layers of clothing and letting them drop where they may. The shower was already running. Emma must be getting ready for a date or something, she would be in there for hours. He knocked anyway.
He perked up, though, when Alan called from inside that he would be out in a minute. Ethan, anyone should know, is impatient, and a smile spread across his face as he silently pushed the door open and tiptoed inside.
The glass door was fogged up, and Ethan could only see the silhouette of the bunny's thick legs. His cheeks were outlined well under the perky tail, large mounds of soft meat that curved elegantly, as if each little dip and and rise had been choreographed. The bunny's shadow accented his gentle lines perfectly, the bouncy cheeks coming out in full relief to display their glory. They jiggled oh so mildly with the bunny's sprightly motions, like a plate of Jell-o on a clothes dryer. Alan bent over to pick something up and accidentally pressed his cheeks into the glass, and Ethan was unable to suppress a low moan that gave away his presence.
Alan opened the door and peeked his head out, hiding his body behind the foggy glass. Ethan stood in the middle of the tile floor, his purple tongue sticking out playfully, housed in a devilish grin. He walked slowly closer. Alan seemed confused, and meant to ask Ethan what that look on his face was, but the question was cut off by Ethan pressing his lips into Alan's wet muzzle. Alan reacted with a start, trying for a moment to pull himself back into the shower, but Ethan was relentless. He pried the door open and stepped into the hot water, putting his paws behind Alan and holding him still with a firm grip on the ass.
Alan pushed the aggressive ferret away again. Soap suds popped on Ethan's boyish chest and thin stomach.
"What are you doing? I'm covered in soap, you stink from work, we've got to get ready for-"
Ethan shut him up again with a kiss. His right paw grabbed Alan's dripping, drooping ears and pulled him into his embrace. The other paw cupped the bunny's white sack and bounced the orbs between his fingers. He rubbed the head of Alan's stubby, limp cock against his palm. Alan's muscles tensed to push himself away again, but he relented and let Ethan kiss and fondle him. Ethan pressed him against the tile wall and rubbed his chocolate fur against the bunny's vanilla. Ethan moaned into Alan's throat, and the chubby bunny found his own passions suddenly growing. The heat and steam of the shower made the ferret's musk strong and pungent, sweat mixed with all the assorted aromas of the kitchen. It filled Alan's nose and made his head light. His lips quivered and his legs felt weak, and he started to slide down the wall.
Ethan held him up, placing his paws under the rabbit's hams, kneading the soft meat. His paws rubbed in circles around the glorious gluts, occasionally spreading the cheeks apart and teasing the bunny's hole. Alan was still resisting by the smallest degree, though mostly he had fallen into a passive kind of trance, not doing much more than holding Ethan at a short distance, all the while letting the ferret explore his body and tingle his senses. Dull waves of electricity seeming to course across the skin under his fluff. Alan's mouth hung slightly agape, and Ethan pecked at his forehead lovingly, the wet maroon hair covering his eyes. Ethan brushed it away and let them stare into each other with wanton lust.
The look in the ferret's eyes stirred Alan's hormones, made him suddenly aggressive. He nibbled Ethan's neck and licked at his fluff, slowly working down the ferret's diminutive chest, pressing his nose into the plush stomach and licking the sensitive belly button. Soon, his chin grazed against the long, limp cock. Ethan was a show-er. His cock wouldn't grow much when it became hard, but it was an impressive sight in either state. Ethan's small balls in their tight brown package hid behind the limp dick, and Alan located them with his tongue, taking them into his stout muzzle and sucking the sweat and water off of them. He stretched the sack out and let it go, watching the balls bounce and jiggle back into place. Ethan's cock stuck out a little now, slightly hard, and Alan took it all in muzzle, letting the soft meat slip into his throat. His tongue rolled in waves as he sucked life into the member. It quickly transformed into a long, hard bone in his mouth. Spit dribbled out of Alan's mouth and circled around the drain as he inhaled the cock. He gulped thirstily at the salty precum pouring onto his tongue, smacking his lips in satisfaction.
Strong paws lifted Alan up into a kiss, then turned him around and bent him over the tile ledge built into the spacious shower. Alan's cheeks stuck into the air, the gracious curves tantalizing Ethan. He pressed his paws into the hunks of soft fat and moved them in circles, the generous lumps moving with his paws. He pressed the cheeks together then spread them apart, the bunny's tail flicking playfully as he did. Ethan spread the cheeks apart again and pressed his cold nose into the rabbit's rear, making Alan jump and squeal before melting at the feeling of the tongue softly lapping at his hole. The tongue licked along the crack, up and down between the rabbit's cheeks, which Ethan held apart as he painted the rabbit's rear with spit.
The warm tongue penetrated the rabbit's rear. The ferret's nose wriggled and his whiskers tickled the rabbit, who giggled among low, drawn out moans. Ethan licked slowly, rolling his tongue inside the bunny's tail hole, being just able to feel the prostate against the tip of his tongue. He curled and wagged his tongue, darting in and out, opening his muzzle wide to bury it just a little deeper inside. The bunny's tail brushed against Ethan's forehead as it twitched, the ferret's nose matching these movements, his whiskers adding a strange sensation to the rimjob. They tickled his cheeks and made them tense and relax in subconscious reaction, which made his cheeks seem to bounce around the ferret's muzzle. Alan mumbled various declarations of love, but they came out as burbles, though after years together Ethan had become adept at interpreting these love gurgles. Not only that, they still made him blush.
Alan's stubby cock grew and grew, a thick, stout rod expanding into the ferret's paw. Alan was a major grower, and a prick that started out unimpressive quickly grew to a respectable five inches long, but thick as a can of soup, prick with a slight curve upwards. Ethan's paw worked the thick meet between his palm and fingers, as he slurped along the bunny's crack, from balls to back. He took the jiggling balls in his muzzle and sucked, then repositioned himself under his lover, between the two chubby legs, his back against the bench and his forehead pressing into Alan's generous tummy. He wrapped his lips around the bulky dick between the pudgy thighs. Alan stood up, arched his back while moaning in rapt pleasure, and displayed his chubby belly to Ethan. The horny ferret pawed graciously at the tummy. It was bountiful without being fat, springy without being droopy, and altogether perfect. Alan moaned at these touches, the mumbled affirmations of love and pleas for more now louder and hidden behind groans of delight.
A finger slipped between the bunny's cheeks, tracing the crack and then sinking into the hole, gently curling against the prostate. Ethan's tongue lapped nonstop, drawing from the bunny's taint, against the balls, and along the wide shaft before ending just below the bunny's head, where Ethan teased a spot he'd found years ago that instantly made his hubby melt. He flicked his tongue against it, each one met with a gasp. The cock began to twitch, and Ethan wrapped his lips tight around the head, sucking dutifully as his hubby drained his balls into his muzzle, filling the muzzle with copious amounts of rabbit jizz. He gulped the sweet-tasting cum, admiring for a moment how much fruit Alan ate. Each spurt was massive and Ethan gorged himself, swallowing the giant globs with impassioned sighs.
When the last drop had been sucked from the red, sensitive head, Ethan kissed his way up Alan's happy trail, pressing his nose into the soft flab. He along Alan's chest, stopped at his neck to give gentle love bites, and locked his lips with Alan's and passed a gob of cum into his muzzle. His eyes shot open with the unexpected taste of his own bunny batter, but he oohed back into the kiss, their tongues mingling as they sucked each other's lips, the cum sliding between the slippery muscles and down their throats. Their noses rubbed together and Alan's floppy ears sagged and wagged behind him. Ethan stroked them lovingly, pulling them in so he could kiss the pink skin. Rabbits have sensitive ears, and Alan was no exception to this law of nature. He loved it when Ethan would sensuously lick them and gently nibble the fuzzy tips. Ethan did this, licking along the pink, squeaky clean lining and making Alan shudder in euphoria.
Ethan ran his fingers through the tuft of white fur on Alan's maroon chest, scritched at the skin beneath and tugged gently on the long hairs. He nibbled Alan's neck gently as his fingers traced the nipples' circular shape, pinching them between his forefingers and thumbs. He paws traveled to Alan's side, tickling him with their light touch as they moved down to his thighs. Ethan knelt in front of his Alan, pressing his nose into the husky tummy and tonguing the belly button, delighting in the bunny's chub. His paw's felt for the burly bunny cheeks and bulky thighs, squeezing up and down them as he dipped his head lower and sucked the last few salty drops of cum from the limp dick.
With a labored grunt, Ethan put his paws under the bunny's meaty legs and lifted him against the tile wall. Alan held onto a railing, taking some of the burden off of Ethan's back, and wrapped his legs around the slender body. The ferret's prick Pressed between the bunny's hams, slick with pre. Ethan tried to penetrate the wide bottom, but his cock only slipped and was squeezed between the hefty cheeks. He put his paws under the bunny and lifted him enough to find the rabbit hole with the head of his cock and sink the tip in. Alan gasped as he was spread open, but his lips quickly became preoccupied with a soft kiss. Alan grunted and moaned as he was slowly penetrated, the ferret carefully lowering the bunny onto his stiff pole. They had never had sex quite like this, and it was almost a whole new discovery as new sensations were mixed into the longstanding relationship. The sex was spontaneous, a little daring, and inventive as the two found a use for the safety railing they'd never thought of before. The fresh approach reduced Alan to a moaning, tingling blob.
Ethan's hips pressed against Alan's cheeks. Their eyes met for a short moment as they simply stood motionless, aside from Ethan wriggling his hips and Alan squeezing his bulbous butt around Ethan's cock. The ferret bit his lip and slowly thrust into the bunny, tenderly brushing his spots, his whole lower body sensitive after the previous orgasm. They worked together, holding the bunny butt in place while the ferret humped slowly into the tight hole. Alan's tail twitched, his toes curled, and his nose wriggled as he rode the lusty ferret. The long, familiar rod stimulated new spots in the bunny's body that awakened and sparked in ecstatic fervor. His tummy jiggled as his body was wracked by carnal pleasure, his squat cock hard and dripping again.
Ethan gritted his teeth and shut his eyes tight, powerful desires taking hold of him. He held Alan up by the thighs and slapped his body against the bunny's slabs of meat, making them and his chubby thighs shake with each thrust. He pushed Alan harder against the wall and thrust harder into the bunny's body, wet slapping sounds emanating from the shower with each forceful shove. When Alan's body would start to sink, Ethan would lift him back up, shoving him further up against the wall with a particularly harsh hump. Ethan attacked Alan's chest, soaking the maroon fur as he licked and sucked at the skin and nipples before him. He rubbed his hands up and down Alan's side, supporting his weight with his waist, lifting him up and letting him fall back onto the cock, using Alan's own immense weight to push deeper in. Ethan lapped at the chest fluff, burying his nose in it, huffing in the bunny's natural, clean odor. Adrenaline pumped in the ferret's veins, allowing him to support the bunny's full weight while ravaging his ass, Ethan becoming more feral with each passing moment, egged on by the steam pouring from the showerhead above him.
He set Alan down, whose legs were like butter and seemed hardly able to support his own weight. His cock dribbled a stream of lovejuice onto the tile floor. Alan perked up when a slap to the behind surprised him. He found himself bent over the tile bench again. He rested his head on his forearms, his back bent, his ass stuck up the air. Ethan straddled behind him, rubbing his cock between the bunny buns, pre collecting in Alan's tail. With a sudden thrust he buried himself in Alan's hole again. He grabbed Alan's shoulders and humped wildly, slapping against the bunny's cheeks, watching them jiggle with amorous joy. He spread the cheeks open with his paw, allowing him to ram his rod deeper into the groaning bunny, whose moans had long since become a constant hum.
Ethan wrapped his arms around his lover, exploring the bunny body he had loved for years. He clasped some flab in his paws and pressed his fingers into the spongy belly, feeling it shake with each of his thrusts. He kneaded the gut, stretched it out and pushed it in, played with the belly button, scritched the skin, anything and everything he could think of. He found himself lying on top of his bunny now, pulling himself deep into the tight tailhole. Alan clamped onto Ethan's cock with his strong hind muscles and pressed back into the thrusts.
Alan's body convulsed and shook and his asshole clenched even tighter around Ethan's cock. He shouted in abject joy, what could almost be called a howl rising from his throat. His eyes went crosseyed and shut, his cock pulsed in dry exasperation, he clenched his hand into a fist, held his head high up as he stretched his neck, then let it all go as his body turned to butter, Ethan having to hold his limp legs up to keep from falling. He cried in a high, girlish pitch. Alan didn't often have dry orgasms, but he treasured them, as every nerve in his body seemed to spark, his brain rush with positive feelings, and his muscles shake uncontrollably in a wholly overwhelming experience that left the bunny a shattered lump of soft muscle, heaving breathlessly, his Ethan having stopped for a moment, running his paws over the bunny's body as both relaxed for a moment. Alan had to catch up with his own body, it seemed, slowly reenter it, regain the feelings in his limbs and remember where he was.
Ethan slowly began to hump again, very slowly, every minor movement making the bunny gasp. His body was on pins and needles and everything that touched him aroused amazing sensations. As Ethan thrust, he instinctively squeezed against it, found himself unable to do otherwise. Ethan picked up speed, pounding the tightened asshole feverishly, both their cries a well tuned chorus of grunts, moans, and sighs. Ethan lost himself, hammering hard into the bunny's hole that only squeezed harder against it, his balls slapping against the bunny's balls. Ethan clawed at Alan's stomach, leaving minor scratched where his paws moved, though neither was in the state of mind to notice. Drool dripped from Ethan's maw, landing on Alan's neck. He pulled Alan close to him and with a drawn out gruff growl shot his load deep into the bunny's ass. He unloaded a reservoir of seed into the bunny like a burst dam, the suddenly feral ferret not slowing down the least bit, still thrashing stop the bunny, the cum slickening his rod and letting him pound even harder, each thrust pushing Alan against the tile wall of the shower. Slowly Ethan began to relax, falling out of his primitive state, his motions become slower, more measured, more controlled. He caressed the bunny's body, pulling it closer to his. He kissed an nibbled Alan's neck and his ears, then laid his chin down on Alan's back and took a few labored breaths.
He simply laid for for a moment, enjoying the somehow new feeling of his hubby's body beneath him, which was so common but tonight felt so fresh as it had on their first night together. He pulled out and sat back on his knees, getting a full view of the cream pie he left between the bunny's cheeks. Still lusty, he buried his muzzle between them again and slurped his seed out, the salty tastes of cum and sweat mixing on his tongue, Alan's body quivering gently to the dulled sensation of the tongue dancing in his asshole. Ethan played with the flabby cheeks as he ate, and then, having eaten his fill, fell backwards against the glass wall. He pulled Alan down with him and wrapped him in his arms, kissing the bunny's cheek. Alan still seemed a little dazed from the experience, but he slowly came to, joining the ferret in kisses, relaxing in the comforting embrace.
Alan's head was resting on Ethan's shoulder, and he shook Alan awake, watched the bunny's eyes slowly open and stare into his own, a smile forming across his face. They traded pecks and smooches, then Ethan pulled him tighter into his body. The water in the shower was starting to turn cold, though neither seemed to care. They simply held close, warming each other.
"What was it we had to get ready for?" Ethan asked innocently.
"I dunno, some stupid dinner party or something, I'll tell them you got sick."
"Won't they wonder why you didn't go, then?"
"I'll tell them we both got it from swallowing eighteen loads at a bathhouse, they'll probably never invite us again."
"Good, I hate dinner parties."
"Me too." Alan sighed and let his head fall limp back against Ethan's shoulder.
"I'm still pretty hungry, though... what do you want to eat?"
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"Oh that's not funny, Alan."