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A response to a sad story - By SwampRat 
(c) 1993, 1994 The Rashathran Society

Dedicated to My Friend and Love boojum. I hope your life has a happier ending,
Than your story - Afril 

( Small re-write for punctuation and clarity )

                             * * *

Afril sighs and watches the rain come down. It soaks his robe and his fur but
he doesn't care. His last lover turned out to be a Real SOB, Literally kicking
him out the door with barely Anything On! As he slowly walks home, not caring
if he lives or not, he notices his feet have taken him on the Long path. "Damn!
Now I won't get home for an Hour!" Drenched, he stands under a tree, crying and
not wanting to. As he stands, lightning hits a dead oak nearby, and he scurries
out, remembering about trees and lightning... As he watches, it Falls over To
Mash a small structure nearby. His ears twitch as a muffled scream comes from
under the downed tree. Horrified, Afril runs over to see if he can help.

The tent is a write-off, mangled and mashed. He stands a moment, unable to
move.. 'What if...' A soft noise sends a shock through his body! "Someone IS
alive!" The fox frantically searches around for whoever screamed and finds a
wet bundle under a branch. Moving the cloth reveals a rabbit-head. With a dark,
nasty-looking wound. He examines it as best he can in the darkness... It is
only a graze, but it is bad enough. He moves the blanket and sees that it is a
Male bunny. His claws slide around the long cock, stroking it gently. 'What am
I doing?' Afril shakes himself out of his reverie, but licks his paw,
Mmmmmmming at the taste. He carefully checks the body over for breaks and
bruises. As he nears the abdomen his tongue flicks out and slides along the
length of the rabbits erection. The fox stops a moment, noticing what his
tongue is doing. It starts curling around the warm dick, snuggling it tight.
'Afril Stop that! He needs Help, Not se....' A drop of pre-cum is squeezed out,
hot and tasting of grass. Afril's tongue rapidly flips back into his muzzle and
he closes his eyes, savoring the drop, rolling it around until it is completely
gone.

The fox shudders, feeling his maleness slide free of it's sheath and grow, and
his mouth waters... He carefully lifts the brown bunny, sliding that delectable
cock into his muzzle, nuzzling the small but quite lovely fuzzy nuts. He
notices the male has no sheath and shrugs, sucking on it as if it were a
pacifier Which for him, it pretty much is. Afril retraces his steps and makes
his way home via the short-cut, But is still panting and out of breath when he
makes it to the front door. "Open.." He manages, and the door vanishes into the
wall. He steps inside and making his way to the den, slowly puts his burden
down on the carpet and makes a fire. Shivering he drops his robe and shakes the
water out. Then he goes to the cabinet and gets some bandages and other things.
Carefully he works on the cut, closing it up and puts a stitch in it, using
small, neat lines that should leave very little scar-tissue.

Afril cleans up and finds his paws are starting to shake. "Can't catch cold Now
Love.." He sighs and smiles, thinking of his new charge. He returns and sees
the 'little' fellow shivering as well. Tossing the blanket and his robe into
the wash he looks at his erection and pats it. "Down Boy.. We don't know if he
Likes males or not." Carefully scooping the rabbit up, he goes out to his
covered deck and still shivering, steps into his hot-tub. Sliding the bunny's
butt onto a ledge isn't hard. Letting go of it Is. With a sigh, Afril moves his
paws free and pours a glass of brandy, watching the lightning play outside he
sips it. When he has stopped shivering, he slides around and takes the rabbit
in his arms again and gently pours a little brandy down it's throat.

It chokes and kicks weakly, but Afril makes sure at least 3 good swallows get
down in him. "I know it burns, but it will do you a world of good..." He
nuzzles the long ears, sipping on the rest, and lazing. His free paw again
finds the nicely-sized erection and strokes it slowly. His mouth salivates at
the remembrance of the drop of pre-cum. "Well.... Just a taste." Lifting his
new friend up, Afril lays him carefully on the decking, licking at the
maleness. Closing his eyes, he slips the head in his muzzle. Another drop of
cock-sap oozes out.. The fox growls softly and inhales the penis, both paws
grasping the sodden rump, squeezing the fur. It makes a noise as he lifts it,
moving his muzzle back and forth, but it doesn't Seem to mind. The rabbit's
arms drape over the whitish ears, as it half lays on him. Afril Giggles. 'You
are supposed to slump Afterwards, Love..' But he slows down, despite the fact
his testicles are swollen and his own cock is demanding attention.

He moves over to a tray, where scented and flavored oils warm inside decorated
pots and instruments of loving torture (Feathers, Ticklers, Life-like penis' of
various sizes and shapes) are kept in a box. Afril declines the temptation,
swirling a claw through one of the oil-pots, then slides it under the tail,
carefully inserting it into a tight hole that swells his nuts still further.
The rabbit shudders and even lets out a whisper of a moan. The fox smiles and
gently, lovingly, tickles the anal walls, working his cleaned and
well-manicured digit in and around. He sucks and slurps, holding the bunny's
crotch to his muzzle, wrapping his tongue around it, sucking hard and hungrily
for a few moments. Then slowly he lets it slide out, pulling back so he can nip
and tease the head Very gently with his teeth. He feels the hands dig into his
fur and he Mmmmmmmm's, humming, vibrating his muzzle as he softly sucks. The
creature gives out a soft cry and spurts warm, sweet cum into Afril's mouth. He
breaths slowly, still wriggling his claw in the now tight ass, tickling the
nuts that are pressed to his chin. His tongue curls up at the edges, holding
the spurting maleness, until it is just dribbling.

Afril swallows, wishing it were more, and clamping his lips at the base slowly
pulls back, grinning as the fingers grip his head tightly, the cum and pre-cum
being forced out of the long fleshy tube. He holds the tip just inside his
lips, gently lapping at it before letting it slide out with a sigh. Jiggling
the tight nut-sack tells him he won't get anything more for a while and he
rolls the last little bit around, savoring the taste before he swallows it,
chasing it with the last of the brandy. He sighs and smiles, cuddling his new
friend in his arms.

                             * * *

A bell clangs noisily and with a Yip, Afril wakes, half-in the tub. He grunts,
sitting up again, Damn glad he installed that alarm. Closing the cabinet, he
rinses his goblet out and puts it away. Turning, he finds the bunny no longer
has an erection and seems to be sleeping safe on the decking. "Thank the
Gods..." Smiling, he lifts the smaller mammal and takes him into the drying
room. Holding the rabbit at arm's length, he steps on the Button. Warm dry air
blasts him, rapidly drying his fur. Turning the male so it will dry all over
Almost proves to be too much for him as the little rabbit's tail flies up,
exposing a beautiful pink anus. Afril drools and his dick throbs. He sighs and
closes his eyes, the image burned into his brain. It takes but a few minutes
for the dryer to work, but it seems like an eternity before it kicks off.
Keeping his eyes closed, the fox moves to the table and combs his friends fur
out by touch, putting a special fur oil on the comb and cleaning it after each
pass.

Once that is done he walks over to the anti-stat bar and jumps as his fur falls
into place, more or less.. "Screw it. I will get the knots out in the..." He
looks at the clock. "Later today." Sighing, the white fox cradles his charge in
his arms and takes the elevator to the third floor where he goes to the bedroom
and sets him down on the sheets. Afril looks at himself and then slips a condom
over his cock, snuggling it over his sheath and fastening it in place with a
snap-ring. "That will keep you from drying out, you naughty little monster." He
giggles, and lays next to the bunny, pulling a comforter over them both. As he
falls asleep, the house comes to life, all kinds of automatics scurrying
around, washing and cleaning and doing whatever needs to be done. By the time
the sun rises they are all back in their cubicles, re-charging and ready for
use again.

                             * * *

Afril moans as the sun-catcher on the roof turns, flooding the room with dozens
of shifting colors, making it impossible to sleep. "Damn alarm clock..." he
sighs and looks beside him. There, snoozing away, is a brown rabbit. Who needed
to use the bathroom and didn't make it. The fox giggles and pats the damp spot,
remembering other damp spots left there by Lovers in the heat of passion. He
sighs and puts the comforter in the laundry, stepping into his workroom and
doing about half an hours worth of work-out. Sweaty, and semi-awake he returns
and picks up the rabbit, carrying him into the shower. As he leaves the
bedroom, he presses a button and the bed-sheets are automatically changed. He
chuckles about modern appliances and goes into the bath, stopping en-route to
get a pair of plastic manacles and vinyl-coated chain.

Afril giggles as he snaps the manacles on the rabbits thighs, and then latches
the chains to them. "Not too tight Love.." He feels them for fit and then hooks
the ends on a pair of d-rings in the shower stall ceiling. Now the bunny is
suspended in front of him. The fox leans into the shower wall. "The usual."
Warm water cascades down on him, a furry soap, and a fur-toner oil mixed in
every few minutes. He washes, scrubbing his body with a long-handled brush,
making sure to get his tail well done. 'Someday I am going to cut you off and
make a dozen wigs..' The sodden appendage just wags. He giggles, working his
feet over with another brush. Sighing, he turns his attention to his new
friend.

Careful of the wound, the white fox gently cleans the rabbit, working the soap
and oil in deep to the skin. The rabbit's little maleness stays flaccid in his
paws, and he resists the temptation to lap on the lovely nut-sack, but he Does
scrub on them. "Rinse." The soap and oil stop as he finishes with the long legs
and feet. Now the water is just water and he scoops handfuls of it up to wash
the smaller mammal off. When no more bubbles appear he rinses himself off,
luxuriating in the water. His cock throbs as he strokes it and his eyes fall to
the small but firm butt in front of him. "No. Absolutely no.." Did it just wink
at him? Trick of the light.. "I Mustn't. I Really shouldn't..." He finds
himself rubbing his dripping dick-tip, slick with oil and pre-cum against the
hole. With one final sob, he holds the rabbit and presses his cock inward.

Afril gasps, feeling the muscles give way. He slides in easily, gently. His
tail quivers and he shudders. "Ooooohhhhhh Gods. So wonderfully warm and
Tight." He gets ahold of himself and only lets half of the 7-inch doggy-cock
sink in. Letting the intense feelings pass he holds the male to him, almost
crying with pleasure and love. He licks the rabbit's ears, and watches in joy
as something stirs below. The fox moans, hips pulling the male-meat out,
little-by-little. The feeling is too intense and he Thrusts in full, not
stopping until his knobs are pressed tight against the tail-hole. He watches
carefully for signs of pain or discomfort. The only thing that moves is the
dick that stands hard and ready. Afril Slaps his paws to his own butt, digging
his claws in and shuddering at the pain/pleasure. He jerks, hips shoving his
lover away and then back again. The male swings with his movements, But Afril
doesn't care.. The feeling of being deep in a tight warm hole, having his butt
tortured, and having someone warm and breathing next to him is all he needs..

Quivering, he cries out, tears running down his cheeks as his cock throbs in
the bunny's tail-hole. The white fox shudders, holding the furry male to him as
he floods it's ass with his cum, his tears falling softly on top of the
animal's head. Afril stands, back against a wall, holding the rabbit, and just
letting all his emotions settle. Love and lust, pain and pleasure. Fear of
being hurt yet again fighting the Joy of loving someone. He sighs and kisses
the wet forehead, knowing another piece of his heart has been stolen. "Dry.."
He croaks, unable and unwilling to let go of his new friend. The water stops
and warm air swirls around them. Sighing, Afril pushes back from the wall, and
slowly eases out, stopping about half-way as the pleasure gets too intense. He
fights the urge to hump the little one again, Forcing his hips backward. As his
cock pops free, Too clean for the fox's liking, it gives out a drop of smegma.
Afril giggles and presses the drop against the now closed anus as if kissing
it. Then wipes his maleness clean with an astringent towel, and combs his fur
as it dries. This done, he unsnaps the manacles and towels the wet-spots to
help them dry and restore some circulation back into the legs.

His charge stands, wobbly and needing help, but it doesn't matter. The fox
kisses his friend, lifting him from the floor to waltz over to a warm slab of
marble. Afril hums to himself combing the rabbit's lovely fur and kissing each
body-part that he combs. He nuzzles the round nuts gently, pressing his lips to
them. "Gods, if you only Knew what you have done for me My furry one." He
carefully deposits the bunny in his bed and turns the monitor on before putting
on a 'Teddie', yipping as it catches his nuts. "I Told them to make the crotch
panel bigger.." He goes down and makes a snack, returning with a cup of warm
vegetable broth. The rabbit takes a few mouthfuls but doesn't seem to want any
more. Afril kisses his forehead tenderly and returns the dishes downstairs to
the kitchen. He dusts and cleans what little the automatics didn't, and then
returns to change into a robe. "Time to earn my keep.." Going out to the back
porch, He steps into his boots and walks across the grass to the satellite
dishes, making sure they are not damaged. He sighs at the empty stable, Feeling
the same pain he felt the night his beloved pony stallion died, and knowing he
Still can't bring himself to replace that Loving caring, blind friend who was
so much a part of his life just a few years earlier.

Shaking his head, he returns to the back door and sets the boots beside the
door, then goes inside and wipes his eyes. Feeling a little better he checks on
his charge and then goes to the second floor and steps into his office. A
terminal tells him he has 9 projects lined up, and another tells him he has
mail in his electronic box. The projects are all reports and he sighs, starting
the necessary programs to get the information, collate it and spit out a dozen
or so electronic 'pages' that someone else will read and take most of the
credit for. His mailbox has a few pieces of amusing 'junk' and 2 letters from
his Ex-Lover. These he dumps without even bothering to read. "Fuck Him.." He
keeps an ear to the wall, listening to the monitors that are set in each room.
He double-checks the report and sends it off, starting the second one up.

Going down the stairs he starts lunch, wondering if maybe the rabbit would like
something solid. He giggles as he thinks of what he did in the shower. "Not yet
then." He returns munching on a sandwich, and corrects a minor error. The
'workday' takes up 2 hours and when it is done, he sends it via the satellite
to the 'office'. Another bowl of soup and some herbs are given to the rabbit
who takes about half the bowl before refusing any more. Afril examines the
wound again, carefully cleaning it and then goes back to his gym to work out
again. Hot and sweaty, but for once not horny, he lazes in a smaller version of
the tub downstairs. A smile creeps across his lips as he dreams of having the
bunny stay with him, loving him and being loved in return. He shakes his head,
knowing that such things only lead to pain and anger. Afril sighs and gets out
of the tub, stepping onto a sauna, drying off rapidly in the hot air.

This time when he returns, the arctic fox lifts his charge up and carries him
to his office, putting him down on the 'pot', sliding the maleness into the
urine tunnel, and putting a strap on the fellow to hold him upright. "Be back
in just a minute.." Afril goes to his terminal and double-checks that
everything went well. It did. Too Damn Well.. 4 More Urgent Messages await him,
wanting collieries and another run of the numbers. The fox growls and starts up
the search-files, and math programs to re-do the numbers. A moan brings him to
his feet and he almost Runs to the bathroom. A pair of brown eyes stare at him,
Still a little glassy, but at least Alive. He watches, giggling as the brown
hips move, shoving the now erect cock into the space that funnels urine (and
other fluids) into the bowel. He kneels, flushing the commode, watching the
male jerk as jets clean his anus and cock off. Afril grins to himself, holding
the rabbit still long enough to unstrap and free his maleness. A hand strokes
his muzzle as he licks on the stalk, sucking the tip into his mouth.
"MMmmmmm..." The tasty rabbit-meat slides along his tongue as the brown hips
pump it between his lips. He strokes the beautiful body, teasing the pert
nipples, as small but fairly strong hands grip his head.

This time he gets a moan, as the nuts slapping his chin lurch, sweet cum
spilling out over his tongue. Afril lets it pool on his tongue, wishing it was
more.. He waits until the male is done and swallows. Another groan as a vacuum
pulls on the slowly softening cock. The rabbit flips on top of the fox, gasping
and panting. Carefully Afril lifts him, and ignoring the computers that are
buzzing at him, carries his lover up to the bath, to wash him gently, check the
wound (Healing nicely), and put the tired mammal to bed. Kissing the damp
forehead, he sighs softly and returns to his work.

                             * * *

When he looks up again it is nearly past supper. He warms some let-over stew
and goes up to find the male sitting in his hot-tub! "Well so you can walk..."
No reply. Afril's heart lurches.. He jumps into the room, And checks for a
pulse - To sink beside the tub as a hand pats him. He kisses the paw and
quietly leaves, stopping at the door as a soft snore catches his ear. Grinning,
he goes back down to compose himself. Finishing dinner, he read a little, put
the cleaned dishes away, and brought something up for the rabbit, who ate both
the sandwich and almost All the soup. Afril smiled and caressed the full little
tummy, giggling to himself as he lay the brown-furred head on his chest, and
drifted off to sleep.

And so it went for a week the fox bathing his new love, feeding him, watching
him gain strength.. Once, he awoke to find himself on his belly, butt raised as
the male buggered him rapidly, grasping his ass tightly, moaning. The fox
moaned himself, thrilled to be taken again. That whole day was spent in bed,
the two male mating and snoozing and cuddling. Then the day arrived when Afril
had to run errands. He spent all day away from the house, buying groceries,
some new software that looked interesting and a statue of a rabbit, nude and
Quite male, that looked so much like his friend he Had to wonder... By the time
he got back it was dark and although he was Tired, he was still grinning at
seeing his lover again. Putting everything but the statue away, he walked up
the stairs, wanting to surprise his Love. As he opened the door, he found a
lucid male, sitting on his bed. "Hello, the voice said, quite different from
the voice he heard so many times before... Well - if you could call moans,
grunts and other noises of pleasure talking.  Afril's tail fell to the floor.
There was no warmth, no pleasant feeling, just a quiet monotone of rejection. 

"Hello. I see you are feeling better..." The rabbit nodded, yawning. "Just a
little tired. If you will excuse me..." Afril almost dropped the statue. "I
think I will go back to sleep." The fox tried one last time to reconcile who he
had been with. "Would you like some companionship?" "If you don't mind, I would
prefer to sleep alone." Afril nods, eyes closed so the pain doesn't show. "Good
Night." He closes the door, stifling a sob, but unable to stop the tears
flowing down his cheeks. He walks along the hall and down the stairs the way a
condemned man walks to his fate. "Fool," he growls bitterly, "Never fall in
Love with someone you don't know.." Carefully putting the statue on a shelf, he
kisses it and fetches a blanket from the closet, and sits on the couch, staring
at the staircase, as if hoping the Old rabbit he knew and Still loved would
come bouncing down it to jump in his arms.. "Fool..." He curses, allowing
himself one sob of pain. Then wrapping the blanket around himself he listens to
the whirr of machinery, and cries himself to sleep.

                             * * *

He awakens to something warm and furry lying beside him. Thinking maybe the
House had heard him cry and sent one of the sexy mannequins he built for those
times when he Really needed to hump Something, to comfort him, he sighs and
opens his eyes... To stare into a pair of brown ones. "Why do you cry?" The
hand pats his cheek, still damp. Afril gulps and tries to say something, then
yelps when his morning erection is stroked by a smaller version. "I Love you.."
he blurts, ears turning red. "You are crying because you Love me?" The fox
shakes his head. "No, I am crying because I don't know if you even care..
for..." A hand was tickling his cock-head. As he watches, Boojum squeezes his
dick, wiping the pre-cum onto his palm and licking it seductively off. "For..."
He says. Afril shudders, laying on his back. "Does it matter?" Afril nods,
sitting up. "I have had loves and lovers... I can't do it with just a friend."
The rabbit pushes him back down, and straddles his hips. "Just a friend? You
save my life, loved me tenderly - I wasn't so out of it I didn't notice - And
you are worried about friendship?" The fox's ears turn pink, and he nods.
"Silly fox... I may in time, love you, but even if I Don't, I will Still be a
friend and Lover."

Boojum rubs his rump all over the horny fox's dick, watching this sink in. He
presses a paw to the muzzle, stifling the next question. "Yes, I will stay.. if
only until I find another place to live." Afril grabs the rabbit and hugs him
so tightly and fiercely that the rabbit can't Breathe for a moment. "And you
are the jealous type..." Warm wetness on his cheek tells him the fox is crying
again. "Now Now.... It's alright. I am here.." Something else warm and wet is
pressing against his leg, and he giggles, squeezing it with his thighs. The fox
moans and wriggles, sniffling a little. "Sorry... I will Try not to be so
possessive..." Again the paw stops him from speaking. It is replaced by a
muzzle as Boojum kisses him, moving the canine maleness to his ass. With a
shuddering gasp, he slides it under his tail, feeling it swell as it invades
him, his own dick stiffening as well. The rabbit sinks to the hilt, and rubs
the big knob with his tail. He waits a moment, then grinning mischievously,
starts bouncing up and down, sliding along the fox's cock, watching him shudder
and shake and moan, blue eyes alight with lust and love. "So Lover... What's
for breakfast?"

The End