Chapter Five – I Want to Know You, Jamie Vayne!
Fiddling with the thick padding wasn't an easy task, and Jamie had to admit that he was getting more and more frustrated. He had dragged the pink rabbit behind a large tree, although the chances of someone stumbling upon their little fumble in the dark were slim at this hour. Floppy Ears was obeying in a very conspicuous manner, and Jamie had a mind to tell the guy to breathe already because nothing bad was going to come his way.
"All right, I give up," he said, throwing his hands in the air. "How do you expect me to jerk you off if I have no idea how to get into your horrible costume?"
"It's not horrible," the rabbit replied primly. "You just have no taste."
"Are you for real?" Jamie moaned. "Do you still want that handjob or not?"
"I do."
"Then help me get your dick out."
The rabbit began rotating slowly as he tried to reach behind himself.
"What are you doing?" Jamie asked, while observing with increased amusement the way the pink bunny struggled with whatever it was he was struggling with.
"You will have to help me," the rabbit finally admitted.
"Okay, I'm open to suggestions. How?"
The bunny boy turned his ass to Jamie, wiggling a big ball of fluff that had to be his tail. "There's a zipper down there," he said in a low whisper.
"No one else is here. You can talk as loud as you want."
"I don't want to risk it," the second whisper followed.
"Risk what?" Jamie felt his Spidey sense tingling. "Shit, are you guys hunting in packs? Who else is here?"
"No one," the rabbit hurried to assure him. "It's just me."
"I don't believe you," Jamie shot back. "Damn, what league of perverts do you belong to? That's it. I don't want to have anything to do with you. Take your boyfriend or whoever is watching us and take a hike before I get pissed."
No wonder Xpress was always talking like there was a bunch of assholes behind those stupid daily gossips. He should have seen it. Suddenly, he didn't feel like playing anymore.
"Wait, where are you going?" The rabbit rushed behind him on his big feet. They had to make quite the picture. "We're not done here."
"Oh, no, Floppy Ears, we're more than done. Stop following me."
"There's no one else here! I can prove it to you!"
"How exactly?" Jamie continued to hurry away, while the bunny hopped behind him. That thing about rabbits being fast didn't apply to this guy.
"If you promise that you won't take my head off, I'll come to your place. Where we can be alone."
"Aren't you a presumptuous piece of shit? I doubt your memory is that bad, but you were the one begging for a hand only earlier."
"I want to know you, Jamie Vayne!" Unlike the whispering from before, these words were shouted loud and clear.
Jamie stopped and turned on his heel to face the weirdo. "Are you a stalker? Just tell me the truth, I won't get mad."
"More like a fan," the bunny admitted and tapped one big foot nervously on the ground. "A guy like me would never have a chance with a guy like you."
Jamie crossed his arms and shook his head. "You should let me be the judge of that."
"No. I'm not the type of guy you'd get with by far. You have standards."
"Oh, stop it already. I can tell you're trying to butter me up from a mile away. What's your deal?" Jamie examined the frumpy bunny with keen eyes, even though there wasn't much to see in the streetlight casting its shadows over them. However, the way those shoulders hunched and the rabbit's head stayed leaned forward as if he was demurely looking down told Jamie all he needed to know about the playacting.
He was dealing with a liar. There was no doubt about it. This dude was trying to play him, and there could only be one explanation for it. The rabbit had to be Xpress; the gossip rag wanted to fuck with him for reasons unknown and this was his chance to unravel it all.
All he had to do was play the fool and play along as if he hadn't already guessed the truth.
"No deal." The bunny waved his hands as if he had already been defeated. "You're a legend, Jamie Vayne. And it's only in this costume that I can get close to you."
"I see. Now, what exactly do you have in mind? Do you have a couch somewhere for me to lie down on, stare at the ceiling with my hands linked over my belly, and tell you my life's story?"
"I'd prefer your couch." The rabbit seemed to perk up, most likely under the illusion that his ruse was working.
"Okay. But any deal has two parties. If I'm giving you my life story, you'll have to give something back."
"You name it."
Jamie grinned. His followers had often asked if he planned on doing collabs with other adult-oriented streamers. He had never been interested in doing anything of the kind, but now, he saw an opportunity to inject some new life into his professional career as an entertainer. Also, it was most likely that he'd get more people interested this way.
"So, as long as you keep that bunny head on, can I undress the rest of you?"
"Yeah, yeah," the bunny agreed.
"And I can do whatever I want to you and with you?"
The rabbit squirmed in his oversized costume. "Sexual?" he asked, his voice dropping low again.
"Yeah, sexual," Jamie drawled the word. This guy sounded like such a big nerd. He needed an explanation at every turn. Sure, that meant that Jamie had to avoid underestimating him. For all he knew, this frumpy rabbit bit was just an act. It had to be an act.
"Then I agree."
"You should ask for more details before saying 'yes'."
"You'll do sexual things to me, which is what I want," the rabbit said hurriedly.
"Okay, so it's a 'yes'?"
"A resounding 'yes'," the bunny replied with conviction.
"Great. Then in two days, you'll be live on stream with me."
"What?!"
Jamie began walking away, his hands in his pockets. "Like the stalker you are, you know where I live. So be there, at eleven PM sharp. I'll give you half an hour to prepare yourself, but then we're going live, baby."
"What about the handjob?" the rabbit yelled after him, as he gave up on following.
"You'll have to earn it, Floppy Ears," Jamie shouted back.
He didn't look back once. He had this one in the bag.
***
The building's entrance buzzer announced a visitor at the precise hour, which told him that Floppy Ears was as punctual as they came. Also, since Xpress had been silent on the Jamie Vayne topic for the last couple of days, Jamie was more and more convinced that the wacko in the rabbit suit was the same person who wrote the gossip rag. Or one of them. He still couldn't get over the fact that it could be more than one individual wanting a piece of him. It didn't matter; the rabbit would serve as his guinea pig, and he'd get behind the scenes with Xpress if only to figure out what the hell they hoped to achieve by pestering the hell out of him.
It would be very entertaining, since he could spoonfeed the dude writing Xpress all the BS that crossed his mind. According to Rusty, it wouldn't be the first time the campus publication would be far off the mark, so maybe it wasn't very important, but Jamie felt like that small victory belonged to him and him only.
"Are you only going out at night or is this costume your entire wardrobe?" he asked as soon as he opened the door to let the bunny boy come inside.
"I have encountered no trouble with the authorities so far," the rabbit replied from inside his huge head.
"I hope you do realize that you won't be appearing on my stream wearing that horrible thing."
"You've called it the same thing before. You have no imagination."
"My imagination is highly specialized," Jamie said, baring his teeth along with his smile.
"I won't undress on your stream only so that you can discover my real identity."
"Your real identity? You don't say," Jamie drawled and grabbed the bunny by the crotch.
His move, as rough as it was, seemed to be appreciated by his nightly visitor. The big head leaned down precariously, while he moved the huge paws behind himself to let Jamie do his thing.
"You'll get to keep your bunny head on… actually I have a great replacement for it." Jamie sauntered back to the room where he had his streaming setup and came back with a cap and mask equipped with bunny ears. The mask was large enough to cover more than half the face, but it did leave enough space for the mouth to be revealed. That was an important detail; Jamie had plans for the liar's mouth.
"What's this?" Floppy Ears asked and pulled back as if the sexy bunny mask would burn him if it touched him.
"I'll show you where the bathroom is. Don't look so scared. I'll keep my end of the deal, but you'll be naked on my stream. With your head and face covered, of course."
"What are you planning to do with me?"
"I thought you were the adventurous type since you've been traipsing all over the place in this pink costume."
"I am," the bunny replied, sounding more like he was trying to convince himself than state a fact.
"Then go in there," Jamie pushed him toward the bathroom, "change into the thing I gave you, make yourself pretty and come back before I start the stream. You have," he checked his phone quickly, "precisely twenty-four minutes. If you're not by my side ready to show the goods by half past eleven, I'm calling the deal off and I'll see who you are for myself."
The bunny had said something about Jamie discovering his true identity. Did that mean that Jamie would recognize the guy? It was possible that Floppy Ears had slept with him before. That would clear up some misunderstandings, but Jamie was in the mood to play now.
He looked at the closed bathroom door for a moment and shook his head. Until the bunny boy joined him, he'd make sure everything they needed for a successful stream was ready to go.
***
"I have a huge surprise for you tonight, guys," he began.
"No, why would you say that?" Jamie laughed and smiled at the camera.
Others joined the usually silent follower in their suppositions about the big announcement Jamie had to make.
"I assure you, it's far from that. No, tonight, unlike other nights, I'll have someone with me."
"Come on, you've all been pestering me to do some collabs. Now you'll really see me in action."
"That's the spirit."
"He is a fresh face, if I can say that about him. More like a fresh body. He's never done this sort of thing before, and he's shy. So I'm going to ask a big favor of you to go easy on him."
"I intend to be gentle since it's his first time in front of a camera." Jamie had no idea if that was the truth. For all he knew, bunny boy could very well be a firecracker in bed, someone who, once they dropped all their inhibitions, went off the deep end like there was no tomorrow.
The question coming from his most generous follower gave Jamie pause. He hadn't asked, and Floppy Ears had been eager to be touched, but that didn't mean that he couldn't be a virgin.
"I'll let him answer your questions while we're warming up," he promised and threw a look at the closed door. The frumpy rabbit better not test his patience.
"I'm glad to see you guys so eager to see him."
Jamie was starting to wonder the same thing. "Give me a moment, guys," he said and got up from his chair.
The chances were the rabbit had pulled the plug on him at the last moment. If that were the case, he'd apologize or tell his followers that his announcement had been a prank and get on with the program as usual. Hopefully, it wouldn't be like that, because lately he hadn't gotten any. It was all Xpress' fault for analyzing his seduction techniques to the point that he couldn't focus on what he was doing without overthinking everything.
He was a bit lost in his thoughts so it took him a moment to realize that the bathroom door had opened quietly. He took in the skinny silhouette as silence stretched between them. Okay, so the guy was all bones, but that was no reason to hide inside that huge rabbit costume. He kept his hands in front of his midsection to cover himself and didn't seem to know what to do. The mask was on, and, true to his word, Jamie had picked one that covered most of the face beneath it. The bottom lip, which he could see from afar, trembled slightly. What was he getting himself into?
"Finally ready?" he asked. His voice was thick and low, as his eyes moved over the naked body before him. He'd gone to bed with thick boys and skinny boys alike. There was nothing this dude had to worry about. He did have a bit of muscle on him, not much, but enough to make him look like a twink that could be molded into a great attraction for tonight's show.
"Aren't you going to say anything?" The question sounded like the rabbit was accusing him of something.
"Yeah. You're late," Jamie threw at him. "Come on," he added, as he turned on his heel and gestured with his hand.
"Aren't you going to tell me that…"
"Tell you what?"
"That I'm, um, no good?"
Jamie turned to face the bunny boy again. Although the mask he gave the guy was the sexiest he could find, the ears flopped at a weird angle, managing to make the wearer look like a loser. "You gotta let go of that self-pity, man," he warned. "We have some people to entertain, so stop whatever you're doing."
"How do I do that?" The bunny angled his head and gave him a long look. His eyes were a light brown, a detail Jamie decided to store away for later.
Jamie sighed. "Let me lead, and you'll be fine."
"But I'm not good looking like you," the guy insisted.
"You're obsessing over nothing. Do you have a mouth?"
"Yes," the bunny replied hesitantly. "Everyone does."
"And an ass? Do you have one of those?" Jamie continued. He hoped people didn't start leaving because he was taking so long, but it seemed like he needed to get the bunny on board and some convincing was needed.
"Yes." The rabbit nodded eagerly.
"Then you're perfect for what I have in mind. Now move your ass, 'cause we don't have all day."
"Are you going to fuck me?"
Something of the way his would-be partner for tonight said those words made Jamie aware of his follower's earlier words.
"Are you a virgin?" he asked.
"No," came the hesitant reply.
"Don't lie to me."
"Do fingers count?"
Jamie moaned and ran one hand over his eyes. "Okay, this was a really bad idea. See yourself out." He took off his t-shirt and began unzipping his jeans as he walked back into the streaming room. Just fucking great. Now he had to give the guys a good show if he wanted them not to get pissed at him for getting their hopes up for no reason.
He plopped down in his chair and schooled his face into a smile at the last moment.
"Are you guys still here?"
"He changed his mind," Jamie said with a shrug and leaned back in his chair, parting his legs and caressing the length of his shaft. On most occasions, he could get hard just by thinking that there were people watching him and getting off because of that. Right now, the reason for his arousal was different.
He was pissed. And that emotion got channeled into quite the hard-on.
Unlike other people who went by a nickname in the streaming sphere, Jamie had decided a long time ago that he'd never be ashamed of what he did, no matter what. This was him, take it or leave it.
He heard the donations pouring in and smiled, half-closing his eyes. "How about I give you guys a little more tonight?" He teased his taint while pulling his ball sac upward. His fingers moved lower, and he adjusted his position to let his followers get a good glimpse of his asshole.
By definition, he was a top. That happened mostly because everyone saw him as one, and he hadn't given a lot of thought to changing their minds. Therefore, his ass was a part of his sexual arsenal that had remained mostly his alone, whenever he was in the mood. In a way, he was taking a chance by showing his followers that part of him, but he had wanted to do something risky tonight anyway, so where was the harm?
It was a good move. Without even looking, he knew that his followers had gotten really excited over that small revelation.
He heard the door opening and turned his head to stare in surprise at the fully dressed pink bunny. Yep, the whole costume was there, except for the huge head. He had kept the sexy mask on.
It was like watching a car crash in slow motion. The bunny dropped to his knees and moved awkwardly toward him until he was between Jamie's legs.
It was impossible to stop now. He couldn't kick the bunny away, not with all the guys watching.
"What are you doing?" Jamie hissed while covering the mike surreptitiously with one hand.
He could feel a warm tongue on his taint.
"Um, licking your ass," came the muffled reply.
Jamie had no choice. He manipulated the crazy bunny boy into an angle so that the camera could catch all the action. That naughty tongue was in his ass now, sending sparks of pleasure up his spine.
You play the hand you're dealt, he thought as he began pumping his cock. His eyes were on the chat screen and on the reflected image through the camera lens that showed how the bunny boy was lapping at his ass like it was his last meal.
Jamie felt his orgasm building. Usually, he preferred to delay it so that people got their money's worth, but he wasn't sure he'd be able to do it tonight. The bunny had no rimming technique, but he was hungry for it and that was great compensation for anything he lacked in skill.
Jamie risked looking down. The light brown eyes were hooded and lost. He couldn't recall seeing anyone so far gone while rimming someone before. It looked like the bunny was enjoying himself tremendously.
"Fuck," he whispered as the buildup in his ball sac reached its peak.
That was true. His entire chest and abdomen were covered in white fluid. Sure, he was pent-up since he hadn't fucked in a while, but this was a personal record.
At his feet, the bunny sat back on his ass, his legs spread, looking like he didn't belong there. Except for the expression in his eyes and that satisfied smile.
TBC