“In half a mile, turn right onto Clemson St,” the GPS said and for probably the hundredth time Jacob wondered what the hell he was doing. 

The sixteen year old gray hare wrung his paws nervously over the steering wheel driving five under the speed limit so he didn’t miss any road signs, his stomach hurting so bad he thought he would vomit at any moment. For years he’d been on StagHunt.net messaging with other males, jerking off to the messages and fantasies they discussed, and finally he decided it was time to go meet up with one. And surely he was going to end up murdered with his kidney on the black market within 24 hours.

“In a quarter mile, your destination will be on the left,” the GPS chirped happily and he officially could not feel his arms. There was a chill that he had never felt before, whiskers twitching nervously while he stared at the upcoming house of the wolf he had messaged over a year now. They had discussed every fantasy under the sun. He confided in the wolf how inexperienced and scared he was and the wolf only ever responded with understanding and kindness. The wolf promised to take care of him, how turned on he was by taking Jacob’s virginity, and he would make sure to take care of him. And now all Jacob could think about was how he was going to end up on an episode of Dateline about another idiot underage gay boy who was lured to a killers house from a sex website.

Okay, stop being a cub, this is what you’ve wanted. You’ve shot your load a hundred times thinking about something like this. Just get off your tuft of a tail and do it, he kept thinking, trying to coach himself to finally open his car door and just walk out. Had he ever been this nervous? Every movement felt like he was in a dream, moving slowly through thick water as he walked up the driveway closer to the front door. He felt like he was watching through a stranger’s eyes as his paw reached out and knocked on the door.

The seconds felt like an eternity. Jacob hopped back and forth from either foot, his long ears stiff with fear while he waited. There were so many horror stories of these situations. An innocent little prey animal lured into a predator’s den of a home. But it was 2008, nobody lived like that anymore, predators didn’t actually hunt other furs like they were still out in the wilds. That didn’t stop the urban legends that circulated around of innocent bunnies like himself with their stomachs ripped out by a hungry panther in a dark alley.

Slowly, the door opened to a black wolf who stood a good foot taller over Jacob. His entire coat was midnight black with a small puff of white peeking up from his pants. It took Jacob a moment to realize the wolf was shirtless while he just stood there ogling the forty-something male. 

“Jacob?” Mark’s voice rumbled, giving the rabbit a once over with his eyes. “You don’t look like you’re eighteen.”

“You know us rabbits, the greens keep us looking young,” Jacob chuckled, still bouncing back and forth on the balls of his feet nervously. “I have my ID with me if you want to see it,” he bluffed, praying he wouldn’t ask and see he was still only sixteen.

“Come on in,” Mark said, stepping aside to let Jacob walk past him into the dim entryway. The house was a modest rancher style of an obvious low-income bachelor. A small entry leading to a half wall separating a living room with a small tv, two seater couch, and a coffee table that could be black if you could see in between all of the empty miller lite bottles. “Did you want anything to drink?”

“No, no, I’m okay,” Jacob answered, trying to keep the quaver out of his voice. “I’m kind of nervous,” he confided, continuing to survey the area. Why was it so dark in here?

“It’s okay, Jacob, I promise I won’t hurt you. Here, come with me and we can just get past the awkward bit,” the wolf told him, walking past him and further into the house. He led Jacob past the kitchen into a hallway with two doors, one open leading to a bathroom and the other leading into a bedroom. Padding his way into the bedroom, Jacob took in again just how dark this house was. He was grateful for his good vision to pick out the details of the sling set up next to the bed, a small end table with a bottle of Fun Oil and a stepping stool.

When he turned around, Mark was pulling his pants down and kicking his legs out, a white sheath with two bulbous orbs dangling between his thighs. Jacob’s mouth hung slack watching how his balls dangled between his legs. Did all wolves have balls like that? Should he?

“Go ahead and take your clothes off and lay back in the sling,” Mark told him, walking up to the set up and checking some of the chains that the sling was hung with. Jacob was visibly starting to shake while he pulled his t-shirt over his head and began to unbutton his pants. Why was he here again? He knew he had fantasized every night about this exact scenario, they had discussed every detail of his lines and what he would consent to, everything was planned. He knew Mark was a construction worker. He had been single for almost a decade, had two other wolves that he considered pack and frequently fooled around with. Tested regularly and sent him a copy before he had come over. What was there to be worried about?

The bunny took a deep breath as he felt the cool air of the room brush against exposed genitals. Jacob was wondering if he had ever felt this flaccid, balls so tight against his body he wondered if it looked like he even had a scrotum. He had to use all of his focus to force his legs to move to take him closer to the sling, turn around, slowly lay back against the pleather. Why was Mark so quiet? Sure, they had talked about this scenario ad nauseam, but god it felt awkward while he laid there silently while he felt the wolf’s paws on his ankles, raising his legs above his head to fasten restraints around both ankles. He felt his hole pucker with the cold air as his straddled legs exposed every bit of him and he shifted his small tuft of a tail as far down as he could trying to protect it.

Mark leaned over him with the same stone-faced expression he had this entire time. “Jacob, you already told me what you’re comfortable with. If at any time you change your mind, you only need to tell me. Understood?’

“Y-yes,” he answered, again shutting his eyes and trying to slow his breathing while the older fur grabbed his wrists down behind him under the sling and fastened his wrists together with rope. Mark brought his face back around and stared Jacob straight into the eyes. Did all wolves have such deep blue eyes?

“Are you okay?” Mark asked.

“I’m fine,” he got out, hoping it sounded more confident than he felt. He kept eye contact with Mark as the wolf leaned in an gave a small lick to his nose, sending his whiskers on another twitching frenzy. Mark licked out again, this time running his tongue down Jacob’s short muzzle, grooming the fur leading down to his neck. The electric buzzes this sent down Jacob’s spine had him squirming as the wolf’s muzzle made it’s way over the rabbit’s carotid. Instinct had Jacob freeze as he felt the wolf’s sharp teeth in such a vulnerable part of his body. Mark tentatively licked and sucked on that area, right where Jacob could feel his pulse, and Jacob couldn’t remember a time he had felt so good and so scared at the same time. He felt his dick twitching to immediate attention while the wolf continued to groom the area but instinct held him completely still with fear. 

Mark brought his muzzle back up to Jacob’s and he parted his own to give Mark a deep kiss, his short tongue exploring every inch of the wolf’s. Mark moaned into his mouth and he became aware of him pressed against his side. Mark’s sheath was swelling up, pressing hard against Jacob. The wolf pulled back from the kiss and ran his tongue down Jacob’s chest, giving each of his nipples a lick while he worked his way further down the thicker fur of Jacob’s happy trail. Had anyone ever cum from just this? Jacob was so tensed and feeling like he was ready to burst already. How embarrassing that would be.

Mark’s tongue made its way past Jacob’s dick, muzzle brushing against it making Jacob’s cock twitch and bounce against the wolf’s muzzle. He avoiding licking Jacob’s shaft or balls, working his way further down and using his lower jaw to push Jacob’s tail out of the way. Jacob gave an audible yelp as felt Mark’s tongue press against his hole, sphincter tightening and resisting the pressure. The wolf growled and pressed harder with his tongue, wet nose rubbing against Jacob’s taint as his tongue squirmed against the barrier, begging to be let inside. Again, instinct kicked in. Mark was growling louder and louder and the rabbit was fighting against every flight response his body was throwing at him. Every fiber of his being was begging him to try to run and get away. Jacob was starting to have a headache from how hard his eyes were shut, taking a deep breath and telling his body everything was okay.

Another deep breath, and finally he felt himself relax and go slack, Mark’s tongue barging its way inside of him deeper than he ever could have imagined. Jacob had never heard the noises coming out of his mouth while the wolf continued licking at his hole, working his tongue back and forth, in and out, exploring every inch inside of him that it could reach. He was again hyper aware of the wolf’s teeth pressed above and below him while his tongue continued lapping at his hole, how easy it would be for this wolf to tear him apart of he wanted. The thought made his cock twitch again as he pressed himself back as hard as he could into that tongue and he felt precum start to dribble into his fur.

Mark pulled back, causing Jacob to whimper as he wiggled his butt and opened his eyes, staring at the wolf begging for him to continue. 

Mark gave a chuckle, “We have all night to keep doing that. I’m sorry but it’s time for me to be a little selfish. This isn’t all about you, little rabbit.” Mark reached to the side table, picking up the Fun Oil, and poured a generous amount onto his now full exposed dick. Jacob thought the photos he had sent didn’t do any justice to the girth he saw before him and he felt his hole pucker as he felt another wave of nervousness.

The wolf positioned himself back between Jacob’s legs, leaning his face down again to give a deep lick inside Jacob eliciting another moan, before standing up and positioning himself.

“You know how much I appreciate you giving me your virginity. I need you to be vocal if anything hurts or if you need me to stop, okay?” Mark asked.

“Yes sir,” Jacob replied, again closing his eyes as he felt the tip pressing against his slick hole, trying to his best to relax again as he felt the pressure again. The pressure kept building until what felt like a pop and the length quickly slid two inches in him. Jacob gasped and jerked himself away, trying to move himself off of the sudden pain he felt. Pain? Discomfort? Jacob had fingered himself but this didn’t feel the same. Was he just nervous?

“You okay?” The wolf asked, for the first time seeming a bit nervous himself.

“Yeah yeah, just um. Just stay right there for a second,” Jacob said, feeling himself clenched hard against the wolf’s member. He felt the wolf twitch inside him and begged himself to relax. That’s all he had to to, he kept reminding himself, just relax. Another loud sigh as he tried to force himself to chill and he felt himself unclench, the wolf sliding another inch. Another. Another. Jacob was on the moon with this feeling of elation while the wolf pushed deeper. He opened his eyes, looking over his head and smiling while he heard a grunt over him and those massive orbs gently bump against ass, every inch of the wolf now inside him.

“Holy shit,” he said, looking and making eye contact with Mark. He saw the older fur grinning back at him just as big as he was. “You feel amazing,” he said.

“You should feel it from this end,” the wolf replied, pulling back ever so slightly so he could press back into the rabbit. He gave a chuckle at the moan that Jacob made, doing the same small gesture again while he watched Jacob’s expression. “I’ll stay right here like this until you say you’re ready,” he said.

Jacob laid there in bliss as he felt the wolf twitching in him, making that same ever so slight movement. “I’m ready,” he told the wolf, and hadn’t even finished the statement before he felt the wolf jack hammering inside of him. Jacob couldn’t speak, eyes wide staring into Mark’s eyes, as the wolf continuously humped away and those balls audibly slapped against his rump. 

“Ooooooh my god,” he moaned while the wolf continued thrusting, harder and harder it felt like. How did people do this? There were too many feelings, the wolf leaning down over him, his belly rubbing against Jacob’s dick causing him to squirm in pleasure from the pressure inside him as well as the friction on him. He pushed himself further back into the motion, the sling rocking vigorously as the wolf raised a foot onto the stool to position himself better, the pounding relentless and never stopping.

The sound of his balls slapping against Jacob had the rabbit turned on more than he ever could remember. The wolf leaned himself down over Jacob while his pace somehow quickened, his muzzle deep in the large ear licking and giving a new feeling of arousal while he continued to pound away into the rabbit.

“You’re such a good little bunny,” Mark moaned, “Can I knot you?” He asked, pace starting to slow a bit and pulling his face back to give Jacob another lick on the nose.

“Please sir,” Jacob said, pushing himself up for another kiss from the wolf, feeling the wolf’s paws grasp harshly into his sides.

Mark placed his paws on both of Jacob’s thighs, pushing his legs up a bit further as he picked his pace back up. The wolf growled and grunted, balls slapping harder and harder, the pressure building in Jacob as he felt the knot start to swell inside him. What felt like both an eternity and an instant, the wolf pushed himself as far into the rabbit as he could reach and gave a loud roar, Jacob feeling like he was about to split in half with the size of the wolf’s knot, and as he felt a final twitch as the wolf began to cum, Mark abruptly brought his muzzle down to fully envelope Jacob’s throat.

Jacob was wide-eyed with terror and arousal and he felt the teeth pressing against the muscles in his neck and was full of confusion as his body responded with a wave of pleasure as his cock sprayed his own seed onto his belly, pulsing in the same rhythm as the wolf’s cock inside of him. Again he was frozen in fear, aside from his twitching member, as the wolf laid on top of him matting his own fur into the cum soaked fur of Jacob, teeth pressed hard against his throat, hot breath washing over his Adam’s apple. 

Jacob was going to die here. This was it. He was an idiot. A stupid rabbit, brought into a strangers home, used as a sex toy and about to have his throat ripped out once the wolf remembered what he was doing. Jacob laid still with fear, ass clenched hard around the bulbous knot inside of him, eyes beginning to water as he felt those teeth start to press a little harder. How were they not breaking skin yet? Why was he not just making this quick?

Mark pulled back, sighing heavily, fully relaxing himself onto the rabbit and pressing his fur into the cum-soaked fur of Jacob. He picked his head up, tongue lolling happily out of the side of his maw, and leaned in to give Jacob another kiss. Jacob was too startled, still laying limp as the wolf kissed him.

“That was fucking amazing, kid,” Mark said, laying his head back down next to Jacob’s. “I’m not even mad you kept flaking on me for a year.”

Jacob was still processing. Mark wasn’t about to kill him? He was safe? There was another male’s dick inside of him, cum starting to drip down his crack and drip into his tail fur?

“That was, uh. That was definitely something,” Jacob said back with a slight chuckle, leaning his head over to Mark’s and nudging at the wolf to get another kiss.

“So be honest with me. How old are you?” Mark asked.

“Um. I told you I was eighteen,” Jacob said nervously.

“It’s obviously too late for me to back out,” the wolf said, tugging his knot against Jacob’s sphincter for emphasis, “so you may as well be honest.”

“… I’m sixteen,” Jacob said, feeling shy again despite the fact that the wolf was still twitching on occasion with another squirt of cum. He had read how canine’s knotted and would squirt for a while, but to experience it was another thing.

“Well, little bunny, I thank you again for giving yourself to me. I hope you decide to come again for another round,” the wolf said between more kisses, nuzzling himself into Jacob’s fur.

Jacob felt a warmth unrelated to the cum overflowing his hole fill his chest. “Of course, sir. I’d love to do this again,” he said with a smile.

The two furs lay there for what felt like an hour, kissing and nuzzling, giving small licks to each other’s fur as the knot slowly started to go down. With what felt like no effort, the knot finally slipped its way out of Jacob and he felt a flood of semen running down his crack, dripping off of his tail as it dangled above the floor from the sling.

“Do you really mean that you’re mine, little bunny?” Mark asked, and as Jacob gave a nod, the wolf stood to raise a leg and sighed as he urinated on Jacob’s chest and stomach, marking him as his own. When he finished, he leaned down again giving Jacob a wet kiss and began to unbound him.

Jacob wondered why he had ever been so nervous to give himself to this fur.