Sunlight crept over the floor, morning turning lazily into afternoon. Inky stirred when he felt lines of light sneak past the blinds and stream over his back. His dark fur absorbed the heat instantly. Still in a haze form last night's party, the rabbit rolled over, presenting his lighter, brown-furred chest with a bit of white fluff to the half-open window. Inky covered his eyes with an arm, and smacked his lips. A hint of bitter perfume clung to his tongue. The lapine chuckled, stretching out his toes. He had been eighteen for only a couple of weeks, and already, friends lined up for a bit of fun. Who was he kissing last night? And, how far down did he kiss? He breathed in deep, and felt something throb atop his belly. The thing was heavy and fat, like a well-fed python, and he realized with a start, attached to him! He flung away the tangle of sheets and grabbed for it.

	“Holy...” he whispered, eyes widening as he tried to wrap his paw his own dick.

	It had to be his. He shivered, buttocks clenching with need, the sensation of his warm palm atop the cock-belly bringing a bit of clear juice up to the cum-slit. The glans shone, bigger than his mouth, bulging with arousal already. Slowly, the enormous member filled out, lengthening up along his stomach, to his chest. The white puff of fur between Inky's pecs tickled the tip, and the rabbit cried out in shock. He never felt so much in his life! Cautiously, as though he feared it would dissolve into the stuff of wet dreams, he ran a claw over his cock-belly, gasping up at the ceiling. The jolt of pleasure ran through his body as though he was on the verge of erupting! He tried to close his legs, and found that what lay between his thighs now could only be described as a bag, not a pouch. A heavy set of balls, each almost as big as his head, weighted it down. Just wobbling them with a clench of his buttocks dragged a satisfied groan from the rabbit.

	“Just... like a real... breeder bun!” Inky panted, watching that immense dick snake up toward his lips.

	The cock-head glistened invitingly. All he had to do was kiss it. He already had plenty of experience with fellatio, thanks to his birthday's after-party, and the buxom, older mink he made out with last night showed him how low she expected his kisses to go by example. He shuddered, shuffling back. But, he could not get away from the memory of that orgasmic pair of lips, or escape from the lust pulsing through his newly swollen maleness. Hyper was no curse; he knew that much just from his siblings. But, he had been so certain he did not inherit the family gift!

	Inky leaned against the bed's backboard, dug his heels in, and thrust his mouth over as much of his own dick as he could. It tasted and felt like that coyote he sucked off: fat, musky, with only a little give, the veins thick and the throbbing already dripping onto his tongue. The dark-furred rabbit could not help himself. He ran the tip of his tongue over the urethra, probing. He released a muffled groan, and then seized up, paws clenching into fists at his sides. The bliss of swirling his own tongue in that opening combined with the impossible-to-place meaty flavor, made him cry out and hump, but the sound reverberated. Inky held back from climax, eyes rolling up from the effort of overcoming the rush of pleasure. He needed more! If this was what every well-endowed male enjoyed, how could they keep their own paws and mouths off themselves? 

	The rabbit gingerly held onto his member, pressing it close to his chest, sucking slowly, deliberately. Eyes closed, he rode the waves of lust, seeing stars. He fantasized about breeding, at first, but the more joy he brought to himself, the more he wanted to just lay there, mouth wide open, yet clamped on the mushroom of his glans in a perfect seal. Inky pushed more in, gagging yet thrilled by the heavy mass of his own member, licking up along the shaft, and back to his cum-slit.

	Sweating, breathing through his nose as if he was sprinting to the finish line, Inky rubbed a paw between his legs, groping the fruits between his legs, massaging his melon-sized nuts as he edged himself with his tongue, pressing down into his urethra, then withdrawing just enough to pull more precum up.

	And then, Inky heard something scratch against his bedroom door. Mouth three inches down his immense maleness, drooling over the rest of his cock, he managed to open his eyes just in time to see the handle turn. He drew in a breath, pulled back, and his tongue slid up sweetly from his cum-slit, pulling a gurgling load of cum right out.

	He gushed like a broken dam.

	Thick streams of semen splattered the ceiling and the far wall, a rain of the stuff turning his fur a frothy white. Moaning, Inky tried to engulf the fountain of cum with his mouth and guzzle it down, but his own humping and pawing made it so much harder! Still in the throes of orgasm, the rabbit succeeded for only a moment, his cheeks bulging out, ballooning with jizz. And his sister opened the door and walked in.

	“Come on! Time to go for that run! It's almost noon, and you're still in-” Bun yelled, before suddenly stopping and gaping at the scene before her.

	The harlequin-patterned rabbit opened her mouth in shock  at the very moment Inky lost the fight against his climax. With a cum-gargling yelp, he released his spewing dick, hips thrusting forward in a breeding instinct as ancient as all of rabbitkind. The hot splash of semen hit Bun in the chest and spilled down her entire front. The next, as though trying to outdo its predecessor, slapped her full in the face. The rest, a bucketful of lapine male essence, spilled forth at her feet. Dripping, steaming with Inky's release, Bun stood silent for a moment. Then, her smile returned, brighter than ever.

	“Well, looks like you got your family birthday present, after all!” she laughed. “Now I can say Happy Eighteenth and mean it!”

	Flushed and barely breathing from his first hyper load, Inky nodded, floating in afterglow. All he could think of, in spite of what he just experienced, was how it would feel to do it all again. His love affair with his cock had begun.

	The End