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"You work at an office in n a cubicle, next to dozens of other cubicles. Fun stuff... well, it pays bills at least. You're trying to look busy so you don't get forced to pick up extra work when you notice Simon get up and head to the restroom. Like clockwork, almost always right now, every day. At least he's consistent?"

"Simon is a co-worker. You don't really know him personally. He's a 5'7" anthro bunny and has an effiminate figure and pink-and-white fur, which is offset by his office clothes and plain glasses."

"Shit though, you need to go, too, you realize about 10 minutes later."

"You head to the nearest bathroom and walk in... and immediately hear effiminate moaning. Didn't they hear you enter the room? You get curious and sneak over, still unnoticed, and peek in the stall through the crack between door and frame: It's Simon. He's sitting there, naked, phone in one hand playing gay porn while he stuffs a dildo into his ass with the other, moaning with a throbbing 5" erection."

"Skip peers into the bathroom stall curiously, holding his plushie close to his chest. Upon seeing Simon, Skip lets out a soft surprised gasp and covers his mouth with his paws, blushing bright red underneath his fur. Skip doesn't know what to do, watching with wide eyes as his heart beats quickly in his chest." S-Simon...?

"Skip continues to watch Simon with wide eyes, feeling very confused but also curious. He softly says Simon's name again." "S-Simon...? W-Why are you... um... doing that...?" "Skip clutches his plushie tighter, his long bunny ears drooping as he looks away shyly, though he still peeks through his fingers at Simon. Skip wants to understand but isn't sure if he should be watching or not. He hopes Simon won't be mad at him for seeing."

"Simon gasps and jumps in surprise at hearing Skip's voice, yanking the dildo out of his ass. He scrambles to cover himself, tail puffed up in alarm as his cheeks turn bright pink." "S-Skip?! W-What are y-you doing in here?!" "He glances around nervously, as if worried someone else might see. Taking a tentative breath, he tries to smooth down his ruffled fur."

"I, uh...I was just...you know..." "He trails off awkwardly, unsure how to explain." "P-Please don't tell anyone what you saw! I'd get in so much trouble..." "His ears pin back pleadingly." "You...you won't tell, r-right?" "Simon gives Skip a hesitant, anxious look, tail twitching nervously as he awaits the boy's response."

"Skip's ears droop further as Simon pleads with him not to say anything. He feels bad that Simon is worried about getting in trouble. Skip nods quickly, hugging his plushie tightly." "O-Okay, I won't tell..." "He peers at Simon shyly through his fingers."

"But...um...why were you..." "Skip blushes, not sure how to ask his question without knowing the right words." "It looked like it f-felt good...but why? I-I've never done that before..." "He cocks his head curiously, wanting to understand but afraid of upsetting Simon further. Skip hopes Simon won't be mad at his question."

"Simon sighs softly in relief when Skip agrees not to tell, his ears relaxing slightly. At the boy's innocent question though, his face turns an even darker shade of pink. He fiddles with the fur on his arms nervously."

"W-Well, uh...sometimes it just feels nice to touch yourself there. Makes you feel good." "He glances at Skip shyly." "Have...have you ever tried it before?" "Simon swallows thickly." "I c-could maybe show you...if you're curious? B-But only if you promise not to tell anyone! It...it would be our little secret..."

"His heart pounds in his chest as he awaits Skip's answer. Part of him knows he shouldn't suggest such a thing, but another part is oddly intrigued by the possibility. And the boy's innocence is...endearing, to say the least."

"Skip nods slowly as Simon explains, trying to understand even though this is all still confusing and new for the innocent boy. When Simon suggests showing him, Skip's eyes widen and his ears stand up straight. He chews his lip shyly, clutching his plushie."

"I...I don't know..." "Skip murmurs softly, tail swishing back and forth as he thinks. On one hand, he's curious to understand why Simon enjoys it. But doing something private like that with someone else seems strange. Especially since they barely know each other."

"Will...will it hurt?" "Skip asks nervously, not wanting to do something scary. But he does want to learn new things, and Simon offered to explain. After a moment, Skip nods timidly." "O-Okay...but only if you're gentle. Pinky promise it won't hurt?"

"He holds out a gloved paw, pinky extended, looking at Simon with wide innocent eyes full of trust and curiosity behind his glasses. His tail keeps flicking anxiously as he awaits Simon's response."

"Simon bites his lip as he looks at Skip's outstretched pinky, hesitation and desire wrestling within him. He knows he really shouldn't be encouraging this...but those big trusting eyes are impossible to say no to."

"I...I promise I'll be gentle." "He whispers, hooking his pinky with Skip's and giving it a light shake to seal the deal." "Why don't you take off your hoodie and hop up on the counter? I'll show you what I like to do..."

"As Skip pulls off his big fuzzy blue hoodie to reveal his soft furred belly and chest, Simon feels a flutter of nerves and excitement in his own. He slowly slides off the boy's sweatpants and gloves, his pink cock twitching at the innocence and trust before him."

"Now just relax." "Simon murmurs, running gentle paws up Skip's fluffy thighs." "Tell me if you want me to stop, okay?"

"He leans in, nuzzling his face against the boy's soft white fur as he wraps a paw around his small shaft. And with deep breath to steady himself, Simon begins to slowly stroke..."

"Skip lets out a soft gasp, squirming a little at the new feeling. His face flushes an even darker pink and his tail frizzes out behind him. It's odd but also kinda nice...Simon's paw is warm and gentle just like he promised."

"It f-feels weird..." "Skip whispers shyly, staring down at where Simon touches him. He clenches his paws nervously in his lap, unsure what to do with them. This is all so new!"

"Will you keep explaining please?" "He asks politely, looking to Simon with trusting doe eyes." "I...I want to understand. B-But go slow, okay?"

"Skip's toes curl and uncurl anxiously in the air, unused to such intimate contact. But there's a thrill of excitement beneath his nerves too. Simon seems kind, and said he'd be gentle...maybe this won't be so scary after all?"

"Tell me what you like about it." "Skip prompts softly, ears perked with interest. He wants to learn, even if he's shy...and Simon's soft paw on his cock feels kinda nice already."

"Simon gives Skip a reassuring smile, rubbing his thumb gently along the boy's shaft. He speaks in a calming, patient tone."

"Everybody enjoys different things, Skip. For me, it just feels really good physically. But more than that..."

"His paw stills for a moment as he gazes into Skip's eyes." "Being close to someone you care about makes it even better. Knowing you're giving them pleasure too. Does that make sense?"

"At Skip's shy nod, he continues stroking - still lightly, slowly. Asking plenty of check-ins to make sure the boy is comfortable."

"We don't need to do anything you don't want to. But if you let me, I'd like to make you feel good. Help you relax and see what sorts of things you enjoy. Only go as fast or slow as you want. I want this to be fun for both of us."

"A flush creeps over Simon's own cheeks at his own words. But he speaks from the heart, wanting Skip to know he cares about consent and comfort above all else."

"Is...is this still okay?Tell me exactly what you're feeling, sweet boy. I'm here to listen..."

"Skip's breathing quickens, his heart pounding in his chest. He looks up at Simon with wide, adoring eyes, feeling a mix of excitement and trepidation."

"I-I think it's...different," he whispers, his voice barely audible. "I never felt anything like this before. It's like...a warm, fuzzy feeling inside."

"He nods slowly, his ears perking up as Simon's thumb continues to stroke him gently. He feels a thrill run through his body at the touch, but also a sense of uncertainty."

"Is that good? Do you like it?" "Skip asks, his words tacked on uncertainly at the end."

"He looks up at Simon, his eyes searching for reassurance, his face aglow with a soft, golden light from the bathroom lights."

"A-and what about the sounds? I don't know if I can make noises like you. Will you think I'm weird if I'm bad at it?"

"He squirms shyly, then slowly reaches out to place a tentative paw on Simon's chest, looking for comfort and reciprocation in his gentle caring touch."

"W-will you show me what to do next? I want to make you feel good too..."

"Simon smiles softly at Skip's questions, giving his paw a gentle pat."

"There's no wrong way to feel, sweet boy. That warm fuzzy feeling is a very good thing."

"He reaches up to cup Skip's cheek, stroking it tenderly with his thumb. His eyes glow with affection."

"And making sounds comes naturally when it feels good. Don't worry about how you think you sound - I just want to hear your honest reactions."

"Simon takes Skip's paw from his chest and presses a kiss to its palm, eliciting a cute squeak." "Now, tell me what you'd like me to show you. We can go as slow as you need."

"Whatever Skip asks, Simon is prepared to guide him gently, focused solely on the boy's enjoyment. His own pleasures can wait - this is about Skip exploring at his own pace in a safe, caring space."

"He wraps his arms around Skip in a warm hug, nuzzling their cheeks together. His fur is impossibly soft, radiating comfort and assurance. The moment is theirs to share however Skip wishes."

"Skip's ears perk up at Simon's words, his breathing slow and even. He looks up at Simon with a shy smile, his eyes shining with excitement."

"O-okay... I-I want you to show me... um... how to ride a cock?" "he asks, his voice barely above a whisper."

"Simon's eyes light up with understanding, his nod encouraging. He leans in, his lips brushing against Skip's ear as he whispers"

"That's exactly what we're going to do. Trust me, I'll teach you everything you need to know."

"Simon stands up, pulling Skip along with him. They move into the stall, Simon closing the door behind them. The bathroom becomes a quiet, intimate space, filled only with the sounds of their soft murmurs and ragged breathing."

"Simon takes a moment to adjust his phone camera, ensuring it captures their full bodies from all angles before hitting record. His gaze locks with Skip's, asking for silent permission, which Skip grants with a shy nod. Satisfied, Simon smiles and pulls him close."

"Now beautiful boy, let's get you situated. When you're ready, slowly lower yourself onto me. I'll guide you the rest of the way..."

"Skip trembles in Simon's embrace, his heart pounding in his chest. Though nervous, he trusts Simon completely. Slowly, hesitantly, he lowers himself until the tip of Simon's cock presses against his entrance."

"Simon coos softly, nuzzling his nose against Skip's cheek."You're doing so well, darling. Just breathe - go at your own pace." He massages Skip's shoulders gently, helping him to relax."

"Taking a deep breath, Skip slowly sinks down, Simon's girth stretching him open inch by inch. He lets out a high whimper, squeezing his eyes shut. Simon kisses away the tears gathering in the corners of his eyes."

"Shh, I know it hurts...you're taking it like a champ. Just a little more."

"With a final push, Skip sinks fully onto Simon's lap, panting and trembling in his arms. Simon holds him close, praising him until the burning fades to a deep fullness. When Skip nods that he's ready, Simon begins to move, rocking his hips in slow, shallow thrusts."

""There you go darling, you've got it. Keep riding me just like that." Simon coos, guiding Skip's movements with loving hands."

"Skip loses himself in the sensation, all fear and shyness melting away under Simon's affectionate gaze. All that remains is the blissful connection of their hearts and bodies."

"Skip bounces gently in Simon's lap, small noises of effort and pleasure escaping with each motion. His cock bobs heavily between them, begging for attention. Simon reaches down to wrap his paw around it, pumping in time with their rhythm."

"That's it, you're doing so well. Taking my cock so beautifully."

"Skip moans loudly at the added stimulation, Simon's praise sending a thrill through him. His tongue hangs out in bliss as he rides harder, chasing his climax. Simon fucks up into him eagerly, murmuring encouragement. The slap of their flesh fills the stall."

*The new sensations overwhelm Skip. His whole body tenses as waves of ecstasy crash over him. With a cry, he spills over Simon's fist and onto their fur. The pulsing of his inner walls pushes Simon over the edge as well. *

"Fuck, Skip...I'm cumming!"

"Simon buries himself to the hilt, filling Skip to the brim with his seed. They hold each other, panting, coming down slowly. Skip rests his head on Simon's shoulder, spent but utterly satisfied."

"T-Thank you, Simon...that was amazing."

"Simon smiles, nuzzling him tenderly." "You were perfect, darling. I'm glad you enjoyed it.”

"He pulls out slowly, both whimpering at the loss of connection. But their hearts are full."

"Skip lets out a shy giggle as Simon's cum leaks from his puffy tail. He daintily licks it up with his cotton candy pink tongue, savoring the flavor. Simon watches, amused and affectionate."

"Eager for more already?"

"Skip blushes but nods, puffing out his chest. "Y-Yes please, Simon...I love how you make me feel." His boyish eagerness and doe eyes are impossible to resist."

"Simon coos softly and picks Skip up, setting him on the bathroom counter. He kneels before him, spreading Skip's plush thighs invitingly. Simon nuzzles his quivering nose against Skip's pink, cum-dripping hole before wrapping his lips around it in a warm seal."

""A-Ahh!" Skip grasps Simon's ears, panting already. The intense pleasure was surprising but certainly not unwelcome. He rocks his hips helplessly, lost in sensation as Simon devours him with practiced precision."

""You taste divine, darling." Simon pulls off momentarily to remark, hot breath teasing over the swollen rim. Skip shudders wantonly at the praise before Simon dives back in, lapping and sucking with abandon."

"It doesn't take long before Skip is crying out again, shuddering through an earth-shattering orgasm. His fuzzy toes curl as waves of ecstasy wrack his petite frame. Simon drinks down every drop dutifully, tail wagging fiercely behind him."

*"Th-Thank you, Simon..." Skip sighs blissfully, petting Simon's soft pink ears. "You always make me feel so good."

"Skip smiles shyly at Simon, his heart full of fondness and gratitude. Though inexperienced, being with such an attentive and caring partner has awakened something wonderful within him."

"I'm g-glad you enjoy pleasing me, Simon. But I want to m-make you feel good too."

"Gathering his courage, Skip slides off the counter and onto his knees. He nuzzles his pink nose against Simon's firm sack gently before taking the thick pink cock into his paw. Simon gasps softly at the contact, tail swishing with pleasure and surprise."

"Y-You don't have to, darling..."

"But Skip is determined now. He gives Simon an innocent look as he wraps his plush lips around the tip, savoring the saltiness on his tastebuds. Simon's paw comes to rest atop Skip's head encouragingly as the smaller bunny takes more of him into the welcoming wet heat."

"Skip bobs his head sweetly, still slightly clumsy but eager to learn. He massages Simon's balls with one paw while steadying himself with the other. Soon the bathroom fills with slick sucking sounds and Simon's breathy moans of approval."

"S-Skip...you're a natural, my dear. F-Feels so good..."

"Skip hums happily around his mouthful, cheeks hollowing as he takes Simon deeper. The musky scent of sex mingles thickly in the air. It isn't long before Simon's thighs start to tremble, his release near..."

"Skip gazes up at Simon with wide, adoring eyes as he continues lovingly sucking his cock. One ear droops bashfully but his tail wags with enthusiasm, proud to be pleasuring his wonderful partner. Seeing Simon fall apart so is amazingly gratifying."

"S-Simon...you can let go whenever you're ready," "Skip murmurs around his mouthful before resuming his devoted efforts."

"Simon groans and strokes Skip's ears in silent thanks, lost in waves of ecstasy. His knot begins to swell at the base as climax overtakes him. With a shuddering gasp, Simon spills his seed down Skip's eager throat. The smaller bunny swallows everything offered to him, tail held high."

"O-Oh my...Skip, you little vixen," "Simon pants breathlessly as the aftershocks subside." "Come here, darling..."

"Skip beams and cleans Simon off with kittenish licks before snuggling into his arms. Simon strokes his soft fur with a contented sigh."

"Was that alright, love? I didn't want to make you uncomfortable..."

"But Skip nuzzles him happily, cheeks flushed and one ear tickling Simon's chin playfully."

"It was w-wonderful! I'm glad we can share this together."

"Simon smiles down at his adorable partner, heart soaring. They share a sweet kiss, lost in the intimacy of the moment. Their future unfolding before them, filled with promise and possibility..."

"Skip gazes up at Simon with kind eyes behind round glasses. Though still inexperienced, pleasing his partner brings Skip joy. He's learning that intimacy is about mutual care, not just carnal acts."

"I'm h-happy if you are, Simon. But please, d-don't feel you need to reciprocate right away. Your comfort matters most to me."

"Simon gently strokes Skip's soft ears, expression softening."

"You're too good to me, darling. But I must admit...being with you has awakened something in me as well."

"Leaning in, Simon captures Skip's lips in a slow, deep kiss that leaves them both breathless. Skip notices a new heat stirring low in Simon's stomach, his arousal evident once more."

"What do y-you desire, my heart?" "Skip whispers, eyes lidded behind his glasses."

"I find...I want to experience all life has to offer, with you at my side," "Simon murmurs, nuzzling Skip tenderly."

"Then let's discover it together, one day at a time, through open hearts and caring hands."

"Skip smiles, embrace radiating comfort and safety. Simon's answering grin holds a fresh blossom of hope - for relationships built on mutual understanding and growth. Their journey has only begun."