Chapter Six – The Opening Act

“I have one question for you,” Jamie said as he wiped himself down with brusque moves. “Are you nuts or are you nuts?”

“I don’t understand the question,” the bunny said and licked his lips. “Are you sure you don’t want me to do that?”

“Do what?” Jamie asked as he got up from his chair, trying to get around the bunny boy without kicking him by accident or not.

“You look nice with cum all over you.” The weirdo moved around on his knees. “I’d love to clean you up.”

“Not happening,” Jamie said abruptly. “And really, you jumped right into rimming?”

“Your ass looked, um, delicious.” The guy seemed to be struggling with words.

“Seriously now,” Jamie said with a groan. “This is like reality TV. It all has to be scripted. You went well off-script.”

“There’s nothing bad about that. Let’s call it improv,” the bunny offered as if he had just discovered some important mystery of the universe.

“You’re free to improvise when you get your own show,” Jamie said, wagging a finger at his strange partner.

“I don’t know how much you make usually, but it looks to me like this stream was a success.” The bunny leaned over to stare at the screen.

It was, but Jamie was too pissed at the guy about jumping him like that to agree. “Are you going to become my accountant, too?”

“If you need one, I can be.”

“No, I don’t need one,” Jamie said pointedly. “If you want us to do this again, you’ll have to follow my lead.”

“Do you want us to do this again?”

“Why do you sound like you don’t believe it? Are you too confident or too shy? For the love of all that’s holy, I can’t figure you out.”

“Thank you,” the bunny replied primly.

“What for?”

“For saying that you can’t figure me out. That’s a compliment.”

“Fuck, you’re such a weirdo. Now, tell me. Was that your secret fantasy? To stick your tongue in my ass?”

“One of many.”

“Gotta love an honest man,” Jamie said, shaking his head. “If you had your fun, how about you hit the road?”

“That’s not very nice of you. Where is my handjob?”

“Your handjob was supposed to happen during the livestream.”

The bunny ears flopped in dejection. Jamie couldn’t figure out how the guy did that. It had to be his imagination. “So, everything we’re going to do, it’s only going to happen if you’re performing for your followers?”

“That was the deal.”

“You tricked me into it.”

“And you jumped my ass to lick it.”

“Are we even?”

Jamie sighed and grabbed the bunny by one arm to pull him away from the screen. “Yeah, okay, let’s say we’re even.”

“When is your next stream?”

“Do you promise you’ll behave and follow my lead?”

“Yes, I promise.”

“Give me your number. I’ll call you.” No wonder there, the bunny hesitated. “How else do you suppose we can keep in touch?”

“Okay.”

“How should I save you?” Jamie asked as he quickly thumbed his phone. “Weirdo?”

“That’s not nice,” the bunny protested.

“Then give me your name.”

“Ha, nice try.”

“Then how about you pick a name for your persona? You know, something for my followers to know you by.”

The bunny appeared to ponder over Jamie’s suggestion, but he was taking his sweet time.

“Do you want me to give you a name?” he asked slowly and moved closer to stand in front of the guy.

“Can you?”

“Why not? Razor tongue?”

“What? No way! My tongue is soft.” To prove it, the bunny grabbed Jamie’s right hand and sucked briefly on two of his fingers.

“Don’t I know it?” Jamie said with a smirk and pulled his hand free. “Hmm, how about Cottontail?”

“Because I’m a bunny?”

“Damn, you’re sharp,” Jamie teased him. “What am I going to do with you? Soon enough, you’ll outsmart me.”

“I already did,” the crazy rabbit shot back and stuck his tongue out, letting Jamie have another glimpse of the rosy thing that had been in his ass only earlier.

His cock twitched in sympathy at the recent memory. He’d have to take care of business in the shower by himself, once he extracted this little nuisance from his hair.

“Yeah, yeah, keep telling yourself that. Leave the bunny mask here and take your ugly ass rabbit helmet with you.”

“Right away.”

The rabbit disappeared into the bathroom and returned, looking exactly like Jamie had seen him the first time. “Cottontail sounds about right. I like it,” he said.

“Okay. It looks like we’re going to make a sexy entertainer out of you yet.”

“Sexy? Me?” The rabbit guffawed from within his huge bunny head.

“Yeah, you. I’ll teach you how to become the sexiest rabbit in a fifty-mile radius,” Jamie promised.

“I might be the only rabbit in a fifty-mile radius. Cottontails don’t live in this area.”

“Thank you, Wikipedia. Now, are you going to fuck off or what? I need my beauty sleep.”

“You don’t have to be rude.” Jamie could bet those lips that had been all over his ass earlier were pursed in righteous indignation. “And you don’t need any beauty sleep. Because you’re gorgeous already.”

“Damn, you’re really good at licking ass, aren’t you?”

A short laugh came from the crazy rabbit. It was the most normal as in common human thing he had seen or heard the guy do.

He stared at the big ball of white fluff swinging to and fro as Cottontail made himself scarce from his apartment. His life had just gotten crazier, and he felt no regrets. But when had he ever?

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