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Virtual reality had been touted as the future of gaming ever since the technology was first shipped to the masses with the Nintendo Virtual Boy. While Dylan was too young to have experienced the early virtual reality fever, he was around when VR crashed into the mainstream with Oculus. From there, innovations came fast and abundantly, and before he knew it, wireless VR was a reality.

Dylan gamed on all platforms - console, PC, mobile, and even with his car; he had it all. Growing up in a family with old money, he never knew what the console wars even were. He always had every console, every device, and anything that he ever wanted. He grew up a bit of a spoiled child, even he would admit that. But he had moved out of his parents’ mansion long ago and was now living on his own, making his own money. Admittedly, he still had access to the wealth attached to his name, which allowed him to work any profession that he liked, regardless of pay, until he would inevitably have to take over the reins of what made his family all of that old money from his father. 

The bunny’s usual gaming time occurred after he got back from work. He’d either log onto his favorite FPS and play some matches with the boys, or log onto a single-player game that he had been trying to get the platinum trophy for. 

“Alright Buckley, we’ve got one more cave that we need to explore, and then we’ll have cleared this world. Make sure to hook in, secure your ropes, or you’ll fall. And when you fall in VR, you fall in real life, remember how Toby knocked his entire desk over? Yeah, we don’t want that happening here.” Dylan chuckled as he tightened the wrist straps of his motion controllers. Once they were on, he brought his hands up to pull his headset down over his eyes, and within a second, he was transported to the front of the biggest, baddest, and darkest cave that he and his friend were yet to conquer. 

The rabbit boy looked cool with his VR headset on, in that sort of way that the characters in the movie Ready Player One did. It took him a few seconds to adjust to the headset’s display being so close to his eyes, he had to wear glasses because he was nearsighted, but he wasn’t so nearsighted that he needed to wear them while he had the headset on. Sure, it would have made the image a little bit clearer, but the risk of scratching the lenses on his headset was way too great. 

“You ready, bunny boy?” asked Buckley, who looked straight at him with his femboy fox avatar. Dylan stared at the entrance to the cave in front of him with his hands on his hips. After 30 seconds, he turned around to look at his friend and nodded, his in-game bunny avatar nodded, too. “Let’s fucking DO this.”

Entering the cave was the easy part, with its wide opening and places for them to hook their safety equipment into, it took them less than ten seconds to enter and rappel down the cliff that they were immediately met with once they ventured in.

Once Dylan and his fox friend were all in the cave with their feet on the ground, they turned on their helmet-mounted flashlights and looked around. Buckley even let out a “Whoa…” which had gone through an echo filter for some added realism before it reached the bunny boy’s big and floppy ears. Dylan looked around, too, and was just as in awe as his buddy was. It was a beautiful cave, and the OLED screen on his headset sure did make the colors POP. This was as good as a cave was going to look without having to go into a real one. The ground in the cave was wet, with water seeping in through the ceiling and dripping from the stalactite formations. Said formations were sharp at the ends, too, which added to the beauty and the danger of the cave. If one of them were to snap and fall, it would be death by impalement, which would mean game over. 

The objective of the game was simple; each cave had a path that went all the way through it, and once you entered you and your friends had to find a way out in the shortest amount of time without dying. And there were a lot of ways to die, the aforementioned impalement being one of them. The pathway through the cave always started out simple but got trickier the deeper you went. Dead ends, intersections, and crawl spaces that were easy to miss meant that you had to be thorough, too. 

Unhooking himself from the rope that he used to rappel into the cave, Dylan smiled as he looked straight ahead into the darkness. “World record for this cave is an hour and seventeen minutes! We gotta beat it!” he gestured for his friend to follow him as he led the way.

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Stepping into VR was definitely a workout when compared to other forms of gaming. And with a game like Cave Crashers, it was easy to work up a sweat. Halfway through the cave, Dylan stripped down to just his broccoli-green boxers to keep himself cool. He struggled a bit to strip with his headset still strapped to his face, but he was somehow able to pull it off (pun intended). His room was air-conditioned, but moving around in the real world as he explored the virtual cave with his friends and evaded the many deathtraps had his body temperature on the up and up. The more he moved, the more energy was converted into heat that not even the AC could keep up with. He had to run, duck, dodge, and even jump over things, it was a lot more physical than your typical VR game was. After a few more hours, he peeled his boxers off too, and tossed them onto the table behind him along with the rest of his clothes. With no clothes to constrict his movements, he grinned as he looked at the giant hole in front of him that he had to leap over. 

Dylan watched as his fox friend jumped over the chasm. He heard the fox let out a loud yelp as he went through the air and an even louder one once he landed on the other side. 

“Ow! Fuck!” the fox’s voice echoed throughout the cave. 

Dylan’s big floppy bunny ears twitched and he looked over at his friend on the other side. “You alright over there dude?”

Buckley’s femboy avatar, which was a stark contrast to his real-life jock body type, started hopping up and down on one foot as he held the other foot in his hands. “I stubbed my fucking toe on this damn drawer..” The fox’s whine echoed as he continued to hop up and down and Dylan couldn’t help but chuckle. He tapped on his headset twice to pull up the pass-through view of his bedroom for a few seconds just to make sure that he wasn’t near any furniture that he could injure himself with. When he was sure that it was all clear, he tapped on the headset with his fingers again to return to the cave, took a few steps back, and took in a deep breath. 

The bunny’s chest rose and fell as he took in deep breaths through his nose and blew them out through his mouth. The chasm in front of him was daunting and he wasn’t as physically fit as his fox friend so there was a bit of a risk of him not making the jump. He shook his hands, shifted his body weight from foot to foot, and hyped himself up. Sweat beads rolled from his forehead down into the soft foam that sat between the VR headset and his face, and even more of his sweat rolled from his armpits down the side of his torso, to his hips, thighs, and down to his feet. He could feel the individual beads of sweat as they came out from his pores and rolled through his skin and fur, he could feel his fur getting damp in places, and he could smell a tiny bit of himself as he took in one last breath before he held it, ran a few strides, and jumped. 

Being a rabbit came with a few obvious advantages; despite being smaller and weaker than his fox friend, he sure did know how to jump. His feet pushed him into the air and he easily jumped a lot further than he needed to. “W-Whoaaaa!” he shouted as he went through the air for a full two seconds before he landed back on his feet. Once his avatar’s feet touched the rock in the cave and his feet touched the shag carpet in his room, sweat flew from his body and he felt his dick flop around in between his legs. His flaccid cock and balls slapped against his thighs as they recovered from the inertia caused by his jump. He turned around to look at the chasm that he had just crossed, let out a happy sigh, and walked up to his fox friend who was still holding his foot in pain. He patted his friend on the shoulder and glanced at his avatar’s foot. “You alright? We can stop if it hurts a lot. Did you turn on passthrough to check?” 

Buckley nodded his head and lowered his foot back down to the ground. “I ain’t no pussy quitter.” He chuckled and nudged his head in the direction of a ray of light in front of them. They were almost out, the last cave of the game, the platinum achievement was right at their fingertips. With a pat on his friend’s virtual shoulder, Dylan led the way excitedly. He ran, like a kid chasing after the local ice cream truck that was about to leave the cul-de-sac. 

A single drop of sweat rolled from the tip of his dick as he and his friend continued venturing deeper and deeper into the cave. It was so quiet that he could hear his sweat as it landed on the fluff of the carpet that he walked on. The ray of light that shined ahead of them was still a fair distance away and there was a massive rock wall in front of them that gave them two choices; they could either scale it and climb over it, or crawl through the tight space underneath it. Dylan stopped at the wall and stared at it as he waited for Buckley to catch up. 

“You feel like climbing up, Buck?” the bunny asked as his fox friend came up behind him. Buckley looked up at the rock wall in their way, sighed, and quickly shook his head. 

“No. I’d rather crawl through. It’s so much easier. Plus, that gives me an excuse to lie down…” the fox said with a grunt as his character immediately started going prone. 

Dylan rolled his eyes, got down on his stomach, and started crawling through the small claustrophobia-inducing gaps in the rocks. While the bunny and his fox friend were slipping in between rocks in the game, in real life, Dylan was pressed against his bedroom’s soft, fuzzy, and warm shag carpet. He continued to sweat, with the majority of his sweat being absorbed by the carpet as he crawled forward inch by inch, getting closer and closer to the ray of light at the end of the cave. Dylan slid forward along the carpet, occasionally looking over his shoulder behind him to check on Buckley and make sure he wasn’t too far behind. 

Being nude while playing VR was usually a smart idea (if you don’t count accidentally knocking yourself in the groin while slaying zombies). But Dylan hadn’t considered the shag carpet and the crawling mechanic that the game had. His dick brushed over the soft fluff of the carpet; its warmth, texture, and feel were similar to dragging his dick over someone with a thick winter coat. And while he was relatively immersed in the cave exploration, he couldn’t help but think of having his dick rubbed against a nice fat ass as the furry carpet brushed over his junk and peeled his foreskin back. He felt his natural turtleneck roll back to expose his fleshy and sweat-shined tip to the hairs of the carpet, and once that happened, it was only a matter of time until blood started flowing to his dick making one thing hard and another thing harder. 

Dylan was a bit of a grower, that was for sure. Flaccid, his dick was a pretty decent size, but it grew almost double in length once it was hard. It pulsed, twitched, and throbbed to full throttle within just a few seconds. With an extra 7-inch limb to worry about as he crawled through the tight space full of rocks in the virtual world and through a shag carpet that tingled his testicles in the real one, he was losing focus, sweating even more, and breathing heavily. He crawled, crawled, and crawled through the shag carpet as his dick throbbed, throbbed, and throbber. His in-game avatar crawled through the cave and finally came up to an opening where he could see the ray of light and where it shined on the cave floor. Excited, Dylan crawled faster, dragging his dick against the carpet harder and making it throb more and more before he got up onto his feet and stood proud with his hands on his hips as he waited for Buckley to come crawling out of the hole after him.

It took Buckley a few more minutes to crawl out of the hole after Dylan, with Dylan helping pull him out by grabbing his avatar’s arms as they appeared. Once they were both on their feet, Dylan gave him a high-five and they climbed out of the cave. 

‘Ding!’ the platinum achievement was unlocked and Dylan threw his hands up into the air in celebration. “FUCK YEAH!!! WE DID IT! FINALLY!” He thumped his feet against the floor excitedly, his dick swung up and down and sweat beads flung from his dick and balls.

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The loud thumping coming from upstairs was easy to ignore at first, but once it got louder and more frequent, watching TV became impossible. Sure, he was a guest at Dylan’s house, but it sounded like an earthquake was going on up there. And all Charlie wanted to do was watch the sexy firemen on TV. With a furrowed brow, he tried to ignore it some more but the thuds and thumps only distracted him from the brave men of the Los Angeles Fire Department doing their jobs. With an eye roll, the mouse pushed himself from the couch and headed upstairs to check it out. 

Charlie was as silent as a mouse going up the stairs, his feet only pitter-pattering against the hardwood flooring as he made his way up to the second floor to investigate. He walked through the hallway and followed the sound of Dylan celebrating something in his bedroom. As he got closer and closer, he could hear the bunny boy talking with someone. His door wasn’t fully closed, with a gap in it just wide enough for him to see what was going on in there. He approached the door slowly and stared into the RGB glow, mesmerized. 

“Alright man, you have a good one. Are you still for some Siege later? That tiger girl who shit-talked us last time says we’ve got no balls if we don’t join. Cool cool, talk to you later dude, bye.” Dylan let out a sigh once he left the game. He spent a couple more minutes with the headset on his face while he quit the game and shut off the headset. Once it was powered off, he pulled the headset off of his face and huffed as sweat rolled from where the VR headset had covered his face, down to his chin. Steam was practically wafting off of him as he caught his breath. Deep breath through his nose, deep breath out the mouth. The room was fumigated with his scent; a mix of musk, salt, soap, and cologne. Oh, and of course, his dick scent, too. The sweat dripping from his balls was particularly potent, and with his foreskin partially peeled back, his dick smell was at its strongest. He let out another sigh as he lifted his headset higher up his head to pull it off. Right as he had his arms up to do that, though, he spotted his friend Charlie standing in the doorway, staring at him; eyes wide, pupils dilated, and his cute little mousey nose wiggling. 

“O-Oh, hey, Charlie… Sorry, was I being too loud?” Dylan apologized; his hands frozen in their position holding the loose VR headset at the top of his head. The bunny had completely forgot that Charlie said he would come over. He smiled at the mouse and wondered why he was staring and sniffing so intently. It took him a moment to realize, and when he did, his eyes darted to his throbbing pirate ship plank of a dick and he blushed a bright red. 

“Uhhhh how long have you been there?”

Charlie was silent, but his nose wasn’t; his sniffing sounded like he was doing cocaine off of a stripper. But he couldn’t help it, bunny boy cock musk smelled good. His eyes were locked onto said cock and its accompanying pair of balls, and it would be about a minute before he would bring his eyes up to look at Dylan’s face. 

“Long…” was the only word that came out of the mouse’s mouth.

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Art by The-Minuscule-Task