“Oh fuck me good, Scotty-bunny!” Jeffy-bunny cried out as Scotty-bunny fucked Jeffy-bunny's tight pussy with his hard little cock, his little balls repeatedly making a slapping noise every time they hit his boyfriend’s pussified crotch.
The bunny-bois had been fucking for hours, and showed no sign of stopping. They couldn’t keep their little twink hands off of one another, constantly petting, stroking kissing, fucking pulling and doing every other thing imaginable that two twink bunny-bois lost in lust and love can possibly do with one another.
“You so pretty, Jeffy-bunny.” Slap.
“No, YOU so pretty, Scotty-bunny.” Slap. “Your cock feels so amazing, bunny-boyfriend.” Slap.
“FUUUCK you HOT!” Scotty-bunny cried out as he came hard into Jeffy-bunny’s pussy. Their mouths hung open, pink bunny ears twitching, as they came together again. Their eyes rolled back in their heads, as if it was taking all of their brain power to come with each other.
“Oh God, Scotty-bunny – I’m COMING!!!! YESSS!!!” The two bunny-bois moaned loudly together, bodies twitching in pleasure in the warm afternoon sun on the front lawn.
“Hello boys,” Old Mrs. Henderson called from the sidewalk, walking her little dog Shakespeare.
“Hello Mrs. Henderson," the naked bunny-bois waved, smiling happily in each other’s arms, breathing heavily as they made friends with afterglow.
“It’s so nice out, I just had to get out for a walk.” The old lady smiled kindly at them.
“It sure is,” Jeffy-bunny agreed, rubbing Scotty-bunny’s ears.
“Yeah, we been fucking all day out here,” Scotty-bunny said proudly, playing with Jeffy-bunny’s nipples.
“Aww, well isn’t that nice,” Mrs. Henderson said sweetly. “It’s certainly a beautiful day for it.”
“Thanks Mrs. Henderson,” The boys waved, agreeing she was a very nice lady as they played with each other’s bodies idly.
Scotty-bunny noticed Shakespeare’s collar as the old lady walked away. He looked at Jeffy-bunny with big eyes. “Jeffy-bunny, what if we got away from each other and got lost?”
Jeffy-bunny gasped. “That would be horrible, Scotty-bunny!”
“Yea, it would. So that’s why we should wear collars and leashes, like Shakespeare,” Scotty-bunny said brightly with a big grin. “That way we’ll never get lost – and if we do, someone can read our bunny-tags and help us!”
“That’s a SUPER idea, Scotty-bunny!”
Scotty-bunny was already speaking into what he called his 'Chroni-thingy', and a second later both the boys had collars and leashes on, complete with tags identifying them as ‘Scotty-bunny’ and ‘Jeffy-bunny’ with their addresses and telephone numbers. “Phew, THAT was close – we could have ended up lost.”
“Ya, or missing,” Jeffy-bunny said solemnly.
“Yea.” Then Scotty-bunny smiled. “But now we’re safe.”
“Yea,” Jeffy-bunny agreed happily, and they started fucking again. The bunny-bois rolled over in the grass, giggling and squealing.
Then Scotty-bunny stopped, and started swinging his hand like he was trying to shoo a fly away. “Stop,” He said with an irritated frown.
“What’s wrong, Scotty-bunny?” Jeffy-bunny asked.
“The thing… it won’t go away,” Scotty bunny said, his hand still slapping empty air.
“I don’t see anything,” Jeffy-bunny said.
“The THING,’ Scotty-bunny tried to explain, but words escaped him.
“The word thing?” Jeffy-bunny asked.
“Yeah, that’s it,” Scotty-bunny realized. “It keeps blinking red.”
Something told Jeffy-bunny it might be important. “It might be important.”
“But we can’t read,” Scotty-bunny said frustrated.
“Oh yea,” Jeffy-bunny realized heavily, now looking frustrated himself. “Maybe it will go away again if we fuck some more.”
“Yea okay,” Scotty-bunny agreed, relieved. So they fucked. Then they made love. Then they fucked some more. After that, they played with each other. Then after that they fucked super hard. But nothing worked. Scotty-bunny hugged his bunny-pussyboifriend, frustrated. “It still don’t go away.”
They both sat holding one another, trying to think of what to do, of any ideas that might come to them.
Nothing.
They both shrugged, and started kissing.
Meanwhile, the red started counting down along the bottom of Scotty-bunny’s vision.