"... Like a Rabbit"

Chapter 2

This is a pretty dirty chapter, big warning on masturbation and hardcore sex. MomijixHimself and HatorixMomiji time guys. Enjoy.

"Momiji, is it true?" Hotsuharu sat under a tree outside hotori's house, "Did you really get gang banged in the dressing room?

Momiji wasn't too far away, for the past three days, the cow seemed to be avoiding him, before the incident he knew Haru had some sort of growing feeling for him, "I wouldn't call it a gang bang, only one of the guys got to fuck me."

Haru blinked, surprised about that answer, "You're lucky one of them knew how to!" he quickly regained himself.

"Haru, that's mean," Momiji protested.

"Whatever. If I knew you were ready, I would have given you a few poundings long ago," Haru ran his fingers back through his hair, there was a hint of jealousy in his voice.

Momiji sighed, "It's not too late..."

Haru looked away, "Give me a few days."

Momiji nodded.

The rest of the day nothing else was said, but after Haru left, Momiji continued to think about it. Not just about Haru, but about getting banged again. It was a problem he had every day since the dressing room incident, and it got even worse when night fell. Just a tingle during the day, a constant lingering feeling of want that tainted everything that could remotely be used sexually. At night it was even worse, fire seemed to lap at his loins, and he would masturbate and masturbate until he was too tired to move, but would have to endure the burn.

After a silent dinner, Momiji practically staggered to his room, panting. His legs felt like jello beneath him, "Oh god..." he fell to his bedroom floor and kicked the door close, and then off came his pants. Tears were streaming down his cheeks, everything seemed to be throbbing in want. He started to finger himself gently, but despite his efforts in the area that seemed to be begging for it most, it was useless, his small fingers wouldn't do it for him. So, leaving one finger in as far as he could, he began to stroke his manhood, almost ferociously, he panted and cried under his breath, his feet were pressed against the door in a squatting position against it, as he worked vigorously.

Footsteps sounded up the hallway. Hatori. They stopped Momiji's door.

That was enough to throw Momiji into an orgasm, something about getting caught always seemed to add that extra push to get him over the edge. He bit his lip to try to keep from crying out but it was useless, it came out as a long, strained, whimper. His hand bounced off his bucking pelvis up his cum covered staff hitting the head of his penis just right and sent him into another spiral of pleasure, this time he let out a loud broken moan.

The footsteps began moving a long at a quick pace. Leaving the small boy alone to his business.

Momiji rolled on his stomach. His hand cupping his softening member, he begin to hump into the wet digits, "I've got to...I've just got to find something..." he panted as he crawled over to his bed, he was hard again and ready for another round.

Hours passed and the poor boy lay on his side, drool running down the crack in his panting lips, his tongue peaking out every so often like a dog. His stomach was crusted with semen, but by this time he was only cumming dry. He wanted more somehow. SOMEHOW!

He rolled over on his stomach, back arched, and ass in the air, he wiped the sweat from his face in frustration. Running a finger inside, he began to gasp, he wanted more! Deeper! It wasn't enough, and after several minutes, he gave up in agony. He couldn't sleep like this, he felt like he was going insane.

He looked around the room for something bigger, but found nothing, so he left his room, shaking and hard as a rock, to look in Hari's office. He searched the room, crying and panting, he was beginning to panic.

"Momiji..." Hatori had been standing at the doorway for at least five minutes, watching as the boy searched in frustration.

Momiji jumped, surprized, "H-hari!" he fell to his knees positively ashamed, he couldn't bring himself to look at the Hari, almost in fear of the craving he was beginning to feel for the older man, "I'm sorry Hari, I-I can't sleep, I don't know what to do. It hurts so much, and I can't stop... it's been hours... and I just have to..."

Hotori examined the naked teenager, "I've got medicine, it'll be alright."

Momiji nodded and began to pant as the dragon helped him into a seat, "I need something Hari..." the boys skin seemed hot to the touch.

"I'll find something..." Hatori swallowed hard, his attraction for the boy wasn't helping the situation, the sounds echoing from the kids room earlier rang through his mind. He was hard now, and the robe wasn't hiding anything.

Momiji's eyes followed that spot in Hari's robe as the doctor made his way around the room, he seen Hotori naked several times, and knew well that the man was well equipped, "Uhn, Hari..." he couldn't help but moan, "Why don't you just do me, you're horny, right?"

Hatori froze in his steps, "That's out of the question, you're underage, besides, it's the curse talking. I'm getting you medicine," that was the truth, if he had been around the boys age he would have pounced his ass for sure! But he was older and much more mature then that, and able to control himself.

"I don't care, Hari, you're so sexy... you've always turned me on, I just want you so badly..." Momiji was half lying, but he was growing desperate, "I'm really tight... oh, you're so big, I could come just thinking about your hard cock throbbing in my ass..." he licked his fingers, running them over his moist entrance.

Hatori bit his lip hard at the boys words, but his glance back at him pushed the right button, his eyes were wide, he looked away, "No... I can't" he tried his best to shake it off. He didn't get sex very often, and he knew how much of a monster he could become, if he went out of control... he could probably break this this boy.

Momiji pouted and walked over to the older man, a tube of lube lay on the counter in front of them, he smiled and hopped onto the counter, pulling Hotori into a sloppy kiss, his fingers roaming down into the robe rubbing the mans chest and sensitive nipples, the rabbits feet gently knocking against the dragon's hard cock just enough to drive the man into a blinded lust. Momiji broke the kiss and looked into Hatori's eyes, "I think you can..." he suddenly bit down hard on his neck.

Hatori's eyes were void of everything but lust, he pushed the small boy down hard on the counter. Enslaved in the moment, without any control over his body he let out a low growl.

Momiji blinked in shock. What had he done? He handed he barely vacant man the tube of lube, hoping he'd register enough to prep them both before he had his way.

Hatori blinked for a second, So this is the curse of the rabbit, that was his last intellectual thought before he squirted the lube in one hand, coating himself and then the boy.

Momiji's heart raced, he never seen Hatori like this, the mans eyes were glazed over and he seemed out of control, but before he knew it, the man was thrusting inside him, "AH! Hari!" the dragons cock hit his G spot several times, almost immediately, "Ahh!" his back arched as he let out a scream.

Hatori was in and out of reality, but finally managed a deep and rough kiss on the young boys beautifully ajar mouth. He dipped his tongue in and began to slow his pace as he savored the taste.

Momiji let his tongue dance with the older mans, he was in total ecstacy, the previous event with the three boys was nothing compared to this!

Shigure sat in front of his lap top typing away when the close howl of a dog brought his eyes up from his work, he listened carefully, "Hatori's..." he blinked and sat back in thought, "... This can't be good..."

Momiji gasped for air beneath the panting Hatori, he was exhausted, and felt now that he was satisfied for the night.

Hatori stirred at last and looked down at the half lidded eyes of the boy, and forced a brutal kiss, as he

broke the kiss he bit the boys lip hard, making the rabbit whimper and squeal. Hotori licked the blood that began to run.

Momiji blinked. It wasn't over... and from the look in Hatori's eyes, it wasn't going to be too pleasant.

Letting out a sigh the boy took his own penis in hand and stroked.

Maybe this was what he needed...

In that case, he would be ready and willing.

"Give me all you got, Hari," He licked his lip and gasped as he was forced over on his stomack over the counter, the man entered and vigorously pounded, "Harder!" Momiji cried and sobbed. It hurt, worse then anything he had ever felt, but at the same time, his body was crying for it, wanting more and more...