A Job for Rocket

Story by Arch Fox on SoFurry

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Rocket sat aboard his vessel, the small spaceship drifting peacefully in space, the little furry mercenary looking up at the communications screen. There was no video feed with the communication; whatever mysterious character got in touch with Rocket had specifically requested his identity remain a secret. He didn't take many missions from strange, shady and unknown people these days, but he was hurting for money and so decided to speak with this stranger who had taken the time to track him down and request his help.

"So, what's this job?" Rocket asked.

"I have a target for you." a deep, gruff voice replied; distorted and hidden slightly behind some voice modulation software, "I'm sending the details over to your datapad. Just follow the instructions and you'll get your money." Rocket heard a beeping sound from his datapad nearby and reached over to grab it. He raised a curious eyebrow when he read the details he'd been sent.

"Humiliate the target, huh?" he said with increasing interest, "Oh, damn, I've never taken a mission like this before... Heh, I kinda like it. It's been a while since I- eh, that's not important. What is important is the money. Half now, half when I do the job."

"You want half now?" the voice replied.

"Think of it as a deposit. You'll get it back if I fail. Which I won't, by the way."

"Humph..." the voice scoffed, "I'll give you thirty percent."

"Thirty percent? That's a funny way of saying half." there was a pause before his client replied.

"Forty. "

"Hell, I guess you don't need my help then!" Rocket grunted. He heard hurried, angry whispers from his contact before he replied.

"Fine. Half now, half when the job's done. You better not screw us on this, raccoon."

"Hey! Call me that again and I'll come after you instead!" Rocket growled.

"Tch, whatever. I'm sending you the first half." Rocket's datapad beeped and he gave an approving whistle as he watched the cash enter his account.

"Heh, not bad." he smirked, "Okay. I'll get the job done. Just sit back and wait, I'll be done before you know it!"

"Good. And like I said, raccoon, you better not screw us on this." Rocket gripped the arms of his pilot seat and growled.

"Hey! What'd I just say, asshole?!"

"Yeah, yeah. Just send the video when you're done and we'll get in contact with you." Rocket was about to reply when the communication cut out. He scoffed and looked back down at the job details.

"Humiliate the target. Record the whole thing. Don't kill him." he muttered, "Heh, sounds easy." a wide grin spread across his face. He hadn't had such a promising job in a while. He was going to enjoy this, "So... How am I gonna get to this Lylat System place...?"

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Fox McCloud lay back on his bed. He was bored. His crew had all left for a while to take care of their own personal business. Slippy was visiting family, Peppy had gone to Corneria to spend time with General Pepper. Fox could swear those two had a thing for each other. Falco had disappeared as he was known to do and Fox had no idea where he'd flown off to this time. With his team taking care of their own personal business the vulpine found himself alone aboard the Great Fox, accompanied only by ROB. Fox checked the clock next to his bed and sighed. It was still early afternoon and he'd yet to do anything productive. He shrugged and swung his legs out of bed. He wasn't going to get anything done lazing in bed all day. Standing up and stretching, McCloud decided to go grab something to eat. He'd skipped lunch that day and was starting to feel peckish.

He was heading towards the elevator in the hall that lead down to the ship's canteen area when he realized how dark the corridor was. The lights had gone out... Fox raised an eyebrow in curiosity. These lights were supposed to always be on. In the depths of space these lights were pretty much the only thing keeping the halls illuminated. ROB should have warned him if something was up with them or if the power had gone out. Fox hailed ROB on the communicator he had on his wrist.

"ROB? You there? What's up with the lights?" no response, "ROB? Hey, ROB!" silence, "The hell? What the hell's goin' on...?" he muttered. He grunted and lowered his communicator. He was going to have to talk to ROB in person and ask him what was going on. He started off towards the bridge where the robot spent most of his time, when he heard a soft scuttling sound from above him. He stopped stock still, his ears twitching. There was something, or someone, in the vents above him. He slowly reached for where his blaster would usually be when he realized he'd left it in the ship's armoury. He wasn't in the habit of carrying weapons onboard the Great Fox. He'd never needed to. No enemy had ever managed to get aboard the ship to warrant carrying a weapon around. Not until now anyway. Fox relaxed. Maybe he was overreacting. Maybe it was just some rodent that had managed to stow away in the ship's vents or something. It happens. Fox just shrugged and set off towards the bridge once again. But the scuttling was still there. It was a soft, scratching sound. Claws against metal... And it wouldn't go away. It was following him. Fox stopped again and looked around nervously.

"I know someone's there..." he said, "Quit sneakin' around. Show yourself, you little shit..."

"Who're you calling little?" there was a loud, deafening clang sound as one of the vents burst open and a small, furry figure dropped from it. Fox spun around to face the figure but barely had time to react before the intruder fired a bolt from his weapon that hit the vulpine square in the chest which sent him hurtling to the floor, his body seizing up as the blast sent waves of electricity through his body. Fox grunted and struggled but it was no use; whatever weapon he'd been hit with had paralysed him. The figure stepped up to him and Fox finally got a look at the intruder. A small raccoon person; dressed in a tight, orange jumpsuit, a stun gun in one hand and a duffel bag over his shoulder. The raccoon glared down at him.

"That was easy." he said, "I was expecting more of a fight." he pulled out his datapad and Fox watched as he started tapping at it.

"W...who are you?" Fox growled.

"Me? Name's Rocket. Now shut up, I'm checking my job details." he went over the info on his datapad, nodding to himself as he did before closing it and hooking it back onto his belt, "Alright, long story short, someone's paying me a lot of money to have some fun with you."

"Huh? Someone hired you to do this?" Fox asked, "W-who?"

"Hey, haven't you ever heard of client confidentiality? I can't give that info out to just anyone, you know!" Rocket gave a mocking smirk as he looked down at Fox. He reached over to his duffel bag and pulled out a pair of handcuffs, "The stun blaster's gonna wear off soon, so I better get you cuffed up so you don't try anything." Fox was powerless to resist as the small raccoon rolled him onto his front and pulled his arms behind him, cuffing them together before rolling him onto his back again. Rocket towered over him, a wide, wicked smirk on his face.

"How did you get in here?" Fox growled.

"Eh, simple. Your security sucks ass. Didn't you even detect my cruiser? I just had to hack into your systems and take control of your whole ship. Wasn't too hard. Which reminds me..." he pulled out his datapad and tapped at it. The lights suddenly flickered on, making Fox wince as the hallway was illuminated all of a sudden.

"You're the one who offed the lights?" he asked.

"Uh-huh. And that robot buddy of yours too. I mean, he tried to stop me but he wasn't too hard to shut down." Rocket chuckled, "Ah, don't give me that look. I didn't do any permanent damage. Count yourself lucky. Usually I'd just blow a hole in your ship and shoot up the place... But the client's paying good money for me to keep you alive, so I guess I gotta be careful this time."

"I'm gonna beat the shit out of you when this paralysis wears off." Fox growled.

"Ha! Yeah, keep telling yourself that." Rocket chuckled and dropped his duffel bag on the floor, "Time to get to work." he said.

Fox watched as Rocket approached him, the raccoon staring down menacingly at the bound and helpless fox.

"Let's get this off first. You won't be needing it." Rocket pulled a small knife from his belt and knelt down. Fox winced nervously as he started slicing his shirt until he was able to pull it from his body. Fox shivered as he felt his naked back coming into contact with the cold, metal floor.

"The hell are you doing, raccoon?!" Fox gave a growl which turned into a surprised yelp as Rocket backhanded him across his face.

"I've put people in hospital for calling me that." he said, "It's Rocket. You hear? Say it after me: R-O-C-K-E-T."

"Fuck you."

"Tch. You've got an attitude problem, no wonder that guy hired me." Rocket pocketed his knife before pulling off Fox's boots and tugging at Fox's pants.

"H-hey! Get off those!" Fox grunted. He started to struggle, the effects of the stun blaster starting to wear off.

"Damn, you can move again already? Huh, you're actually pretty tough." Rocket gave an amused chuckle as he continued to strip his target. Fox grunted and kicked out at him but it was no use. There was nothing he could do to stop him. Fox felt his cheeks blush bright pink as his pants were pulled off of him, leaving him completely naked and exposed. Rocket looked down at him.

"Mrrr... Not bad, I gotta admit. Heh, nice body you got, McCloud." Fox grimaced at the mention of his name. He wondered just how much info this client of his had given him. Rocket knelt down and ran a finger down Fox's chest, getting a surprised gasp from him as he rubbed up against one of his stiff nipples. Rocket gave a soft chuckle. The vulpine seemed pretty responsive to his touches. He liked that. He loved making guys squirm.

"S...Stop- ah!" Fox gasped out when he felt his nipple being squeezed.

"Heh, you're the loud type, eh? The type of guy who moans a lot."

"M...moans? What are you talking about?" Fox asked, still oblivious to what Rocket had planned.

"You're a kinda dense guy, aren't you?" Rocket said, "Do I have to spell it out for you?" Fox just stared up at him, "Alright, I guess I do." before Fox could reply Rocket had reached down and gripped his crotch, forcing a shocked gasp from the vulpine as he gave his furry balls a squeeze.

"Ahh! W-what are you-" Fox gasped.

"My client wants me to humiliate_you." Rocket said, "_Really humiliate you." he slowly moved his hand down and Fox felt a finger rubbing up against his taint. His eyes widened as the penny finally dropped.

"Wait... Wait, no, you can't be serious!" Fox gasped, "You're gonna... You're really gonna..." Fox gulped.

"I'm gonna fuck you." Rocket smirked, "And that ain't all I'm gonna do. I have a lot of fun planned for the two of us, foxy." Fox felt the raccoon's finger prodding at his entrance and winced.

"This... This is a joke, right? What, Falco hire you or something? Yeah, real funny, nice prank. Now knock it off."

"Heh, it's no prank." Rocket said, "What, you scared or something?" he pressed his finger hard against Fox's hole, making him wriggle and gasp as it stretched around his digit, "Mmph! Damn that's tight. When's the last time you had something up here, huh? Eh, maybe it's a fox thing. You types are always tight." he thrust his finger in deep and got a pained yelp from him.

"Ahh! S-shit, that hurts!"

"Seriously? This hurts?" Rocket asked, "Hell, you better get used to it 'cos my finger's not the last thing you'll have up your ass today!" he started to hump his finger inside him, making Fox squirm and struggle as he was roughly violated.

"D...Dammit... You'll pay for this! Fuckin' trash panda! Ahh!" he gasped in pain as Rocket shoved his finger in as deep as he could, making sure to stretch Fox's hole wide.

"You really don't want to make this easy on yourself, do you?" Rocket growled, "Fine. You gonna give me attitude then I'll be real rough with you!" he gave Fox's ass a few more humps with his finger before pulling out and heading over to his duffel bag. Fox watched curiously as he reached inside and pulled out a camera. He set it up, made sure it was pointing directly at Fox, before hitting record.

"Wait, you're recording this?" Fox asked.

"It's part of the job description. Client wants to see the video as proof that I've done the job." he turned back to Fox and approached him. Realizing just how bad his situation was, Fox started to struggle against the handcuffs that bound him. He tugged and pulled at them, trying desperately to free himself, but all he managed to do was hurt his wrists.

"Eh, keep trying to escape. You look kinda cute struggling like that." Rocket chuckled, "Time to get the show started. You ready for me, foxy? Eh, don't answer that, I don't care if you are or not." Fox watched as Rocket reached down and groped his crotch through his jumpsuit. He couldn't help but notice that bulge of his. Was he already hard? He hoped a bulge like that didn't come from just how big his sheath was...

"Impressed?" Rocket smirked and shook his bulge at Fox, "Heh, it gets a lot bigger." he gave his bulge another squeeze and Fox watched as he started working at his jumpsuit; unzipping it and pulling it off his body before tossing it to the side. Fox's eyes wandered up and down Rocket's now naked body. He had a strong form and was an impressive sight. More impressive than his body was what Rocket was packing between his legs. Fox couldn't help but stare at the thick, furry sheath he had, as well as those two big, heavy balls that rested beneath it.

"Goddamn..." Fox said.

"Heh, that's what they all say." Rocket said as he started groping himself in an obscene and shameless display of exhibitionism. He rubbed at his sheath, grinning down at Fox as he thought of all the ways he could humiliate him, "Let's get started already." Fox had no time to object. Rocket was on top of him in a second. He straddled his chest, getting into a good position before gripping Fox by the ears and shoving his crotch in the vulpine's face.

"Mrrph!" Fox groaned, his senses flooded by Rocket's thick, musky scent. He was surprised at how strong the little guy was. Try as he might, he couldn't break free of his grasp. Rocket rubbed his balls against Fox's face, covering him in his scent as he pressed his crotch against McCloud's face.

"Lick 'em!" Rocket ordered, "C'mon, foxy, lick my nuts!"

"Mmm! G-get off!" Fox gasped, turning his head away.

"C'mon, foxy! You ain't goin' anywhere 'till you get my balls in your mouth!" Rocket gripped him tight and held him close, still pushing his balls against his mouth.

"L-let go!" Fox grunted, "Let g- mrrph!" Rocket took advantage of Fox's complaining and manage to shove himself inside his mouth.

"Mm! That's better!" Rocket grunted, "Oh, and if I feel any teeth I'll yank 'em out of your mouth. Understand, foxy?"

"Mm! Mrrrph!" Fox gave a muffled moan in reply.

"Good fox." Rocket chuckled, "Now lick 'em. C'mon. The sooner you do it the sooner it'll be over." Fox groaned, but Rocket did have a point. There was no way he could escape with his hands cuffed like this... Maybe it would be better to just do as Rocket told him to... For now anyway. Fox reluctantly admitted to himself that his best bet would be to play along for the time being. He'd find a way to get out of this when the opportunity presented itself.

Fox tentatively ran his tongue across one of Rocket's furry balls. Rocket was starting to get tired of his hesitance.

"Come on, keep licking! All over 'em, hurry up!" Fox hesitated but soon gave in and started working his tongue all over his musky balls, just as Rocket ordered him to. Rocket's scent and taste was so powerful it was enough to make McCloud's head spin. Rocket made him keep licking his balls a while longer. He kept lapping at them, covering them in his spit and giving them the odd suck every now and again. Rocket was growling with approval as he continued to shove his balls in Fox's maw, grinding his crotch against his face and holding his ears tight, making sure he couldn't escape. Rocket's sheath started to twitch and he could feel his length starting to harden. He gave a soft sigh, still rubbing his crotch against Fox's face as the vulpine was forced to lick at his sack. He started to rub his semi-hard length against McCloud's muzzle, making him groan in dismay as he felt the hardening shaft on his face. Fox gave a muffled grunt when he felt Rocket slap his cock against his forehead.

"You're not bad with your mouth." Rocket smirked, "See how hard you're getting me?"

"Mrrph!" Fox groaned.

"What's that? Can't wait for a taste of my cock? Heh, oh you'll have plenty of time to taste it." Fox gave another groan followed by a surprised gasp when Rocket pushed him back, pulling his balls from his mouth and shoving his head to the floor before positioning himself above Fox's face and shoving his ass against his maw, "But first you're gonna get a taste of this! Tongue in my ass! Do it!"

"Nggrh!" Fox grunted, struggling again with renewed vigour. He couldn't do it. This was too much. Licking this guy's balls was one thing, but tonguing his ass? That was disgusting! He couldn't! But Rocket just wouldn't give up. Tail raised high he started grinding his rump against Fox's face, waiting impatiently to feel his tongue on his hole. Fox groaned and kept his mouth closed tight, refusing to open it. Eventually Rocket sighed and dismounted his face.

"That the way you want to play? Fine. You know I expected you to put up a fight so I brought something with me that'll really show you your place." Fox watched as the raccoon went over to his bag and went through it, "Here it is..." he pulled something from it. It wasn't until Rocket turned around and returned to Fox's side that he noticed what it was; a big, thick leather paddle.

"What... What the hell are you gonna do with that?" he asked.

"Eh, I was thinking of flipping pizzas with it." Rocket shrugged, "What d'you think I'm gonna do with this thing? Now roll over." he placed a foot underneath Fox's body and effortlessly rolled him onto his front. Fox was surprised at how strong such a little creature like him could be. He felt Rocket grip him by the ass and pull him upwards so that his ass was sticking up in the air. Gripping his paddle tight Rocket gave it a few test slaps against his hand before getting down to business.

Fox looked back at him, staring him down, as if he was daring him to do it. Fox was confidant; he wasn't going to break as easy as Rocket seemed to think he was going to. He felt Rocket tapping the paddle against his exposed rump and braced himself. A second later he felt it slam down hard on his ass, sending burning pain through him.

"Nghh! Fuck..." Fox gasped.

"That hurt, foxy?" Rocket asked, "I'll stop when you promise to behave yourself!"

"F-fuck you!" Fox growled. Rocket just shrugged and brought the paddle down hard on his ass again.

"Hey, suit yourself. I can do this all day." Spank! Rocket brought the paddle down hard on Fox's ass, making him gasp out and shiver.

"Ahh! Shit...!" Fox grunted.

"You gonna eat my ass, foxy boy?" Rocket asked as he gave his rump another good, hard slap.

"Nghh! No way...!"

"Heh, fine. Just keep refusin' me, I'll just keep spankin'." he gripped the paddle with both hands and gave Fox's another slap. Fox ccried out and clenched his teeth, his behind burning with pain. Again and again the raccoon slapped the vulpine's ass, spanking him ruthlessly and mercilessly. The redness of Fox's rump could be seen clearly through his thick, golden fur. The slaps, gasps and moans echoed throughout the halls of the Great Fox as Rocket continued his punishment. Fox clenched his fists and tried to ignore the pain, but his tormentor wasn't going easy on him. He had so much strength and stamina... Fox would be impressed if he wasn't having his own ass spanked by him. The blows rained down on his behind and showed no signs of stopping anytime soon. His ass was on fire. Rocket kept mocking him, demanding he give in. Fox couldn't take it for much longer.

"Stop!" Fox gasped. Rocket gave him one last slap on the ass before pausing.

"Had enough, foxy?"

"I...I'll..."

"You'll what?" Rocket smirked.

"I'll... do it..."

"Do what?" Rocket asked and slapped the vulpine's ass again.

"Ahh! I'll... I'll eat you out, okay?" Fox grunted.

"Heh, good fox." Rocket smirked and dropped his paddle before placing a foot on the side of Fox's ass, pushing him over and rolling him onto his back. He took up the same position he'd taken moments before and shoved his hole in Fox's face.

"Beg for it." Rocket said.

"You gotta be kidding me..."

"I said beg, fox! Or do I gotta break out the paddle again?"

"Tch..." Fox scoffed, "Can I... Can I lick it?"

"That the best you got? C'mon, really beg for it!" Fox hesitated but soon decided his best course of action would be to just go along with it and humour the raccoon. He swallowed his pride and spoke up.

"Please... Please let me lick it."

"That's it. You really want to eat my ass out, don't you?"

"I... I do... Please, let me eat you out, I need it!" Fox couldn't believe he was hearing himself say these things. He was so humiliated.

"Heh, good li'l bitch. Now open up and get your tongue in my ass!" Rocket smirked and waited for the helpless vulpine to do as he was told.

McCloud gulped nervously and opened his mouth, leaning closer and finally letting his tongue run across Rocket's presented ass.

"Ohh!" the raccoon gasped, "Yeah, that's it. Keep lickin', fox!" Fox did as commanded and ran his tongue all over Rocket's tight hole, slathering it in his spit and making the small, furry male gasp and moan, "Get your tongue in there! C'mon, it ain't a decent rimjob if you just lick the outside of it!" he pressed down and tried to force Fox's tongue inside his ass. McCloud braced himself and obediently pushed his tongue inside. He heard Rocket gasp with pleasure.

"Ohh, shit! Oh, that's the stuff... Keep going, bitch. Lick my ass good 'n' deep." Fox didn't have a choice, and so he kept pleasuring the raccoon who reached down and started stroking at his hard, fat cock. His seven inch member twitched and throbbed at his touch and Rocket felt the first drops of pre dripping from his tip, down his shaft and onto his fingers. Below him, Fox was moaning and gasping, still licking away at Rocket's hole. Rocket's scent and taste had filled Fox's senses, overpowering him and sending waves of arousal through his body that surprised Fox himself. What was more surprising to him was the tingling sensation he suddenly felt in his crotch. He blushed deeply as he realized just how much this was turning him on. The raw sexual dominance that Rocket was displaying was actually making him horny. Fox was embarrassed of himself. Eating another guy's ass out while being filmed in the act and he was getting horny from it... Rocket seemed unaware of Fox's growing manhood, which Fox was thankful for. No doubt there'd be no end to the mocking if he noticed he was actually getting hard from this.

Rocket continued to stroke his own cock as he made Fox eat him out. He had to admit; Fox was pretty damn good with his tongue. Deeper still he felt Fox work himself deeper inside Rocket's passage, making him gasp and moan with pleasure, cock twitching with approval. His stroking soon picked up speed and he gripped his shaft tight, his hand down covered in his thick pre-cum. He was so close. Fox's tongue was going to send him over the edge... But he didn't want to finish yet. He forced himself to let go of his cock and pulled back, Fox's tongue slipping from his spit-covered hole.

"Damn, foxy!" Rocket gasped, "Be honest with me; that's not the first ass you've eaten out, is it?" Fox blushed and looked away. Rocket just chuckled at him. It was then that he noticed the vulpine's hardness poking from his sheath, semi-hard and still growing. Rocket smirked wickedly, "Say, looks like you were enjoying yourself!" he knelt down next to him and took his hardening length in his hand, getting a sudden gasp from Fox, "Mm, you like eating ass, foxy?" Fox remained silent, "Hey, I asked you a question!" he gave Fox's cock a tight squeeze and ran his thumb over his sensitive tip. Fox gasped and gave a high-pitched moan.

"Ahh! Y-yes, yes! I enjoy eating ass!" he said.

"Yeah, that's what I thought!" Rocket said as he gave Fox's dick a few good strokes, coaxing it further from his gold and white-furred sheath. He soon managed to get Fox at full mast at a whole five inches. Rocket smirked, "Not too big down there, are ya? Eh, well it doesn't matter. Not like you're gonna be using it anyway!" he let go of his length and approached his face. He swung a leg over and knelt down, bringing his cock close to his face, "You know what I want you to do. Open up. You've tasted my ass, now you get to taste my dick." Fox gazed nervously at that big, fat cock of Rocket's. It was so tempting... That pre dripping from his tip looked so tasty... Fox could see the camera out of the corner of his eye and remembered he was being recorded... Could he do this? Whoever Rocket gave the tape to would no doubt use it against him, either to blackmail him with or to just to humiliate him.

Rocket rubbed his cock against Fox's face and covered his fur with his cum. Fox couldn't resist it. His horny, lustful instincts took over and he opened his mouth wide, taking the raccoon's length inside him and moaning as he got his first taste of Rocket's pre. The stuff was soon smeared all over his tongue, the salty taste flooding his maw as Rocket thrust inside him.

"Suck it!" Rocket ordered. Fox did as he was told and started sucking on the big, hard rod in his mouth, listening to the approving gasps and moans coming from the smaller male as Rocket worked his cock deep down Fox's throat, tilting his head back and sighing with pleasure. He soon hilted inside of him and Fox had to force back his gag reflex. How could someone so small be so big down there? Fox didn't have time to contemplate as mere seconds later Rocket started humping into his face, panting as he went and filling Fox's mouth with his pre-cum.

"Mm! That's it... You're a dirty li'l cocksucker, ain't ya?" Rocket grunted, "Filthy bitch!" he worked his cock in and out of Fox's mouth, enjoying every second he spent inside of him. Rocket looked over his shoulder down at Fox's still hard cock, "Heh, still rock hard, eh? Guess you really love bein' a bitch for other guys, huh?"

"Mrrrph!" Fox groaned around Rocket's cock, his dick twitching in response. Rocket turned his attention back to Fox's face which he was still pounding away at, steadily increasing his pace as the orgasm he'd managed to avoid while stroking himself reared it's head. He gripped Fox by the ears and gave a loud grunt as he face-fucked his bitch. Fox went limp, moaning submissively around that Rocket's shaft and letting the raccoon manhandle and use him. Rocket moved Fox up and down his cock along with his thrusts, making sure to pull him nice and close as he thrust in, shoving Fox's muzzle against his thick pubic fur and pushing his cock down Fox's throat, making him moan and gag on it. It felt so wet and so warm; Rocket was in ecstasy. It had been a while since he'd been able to get his dick sucked. He'd fucked plenty of guys, sure, but none of them had sucked him off. Fucking a nice, tight ass is good and all, but getting your dick sucked was on a whole new level.

Fox just lay there obediently as Rocket worked his cock in and out of his mouth, working his tongue all over the hard rod and still sucking on it like a good little cocksucker. He was embarrassed at how much he was enjoying this. He knew he shouldn't be. That camera was still recording; who knew what Rocket's client was going to do with that footage? He knew he should stop, but he couldn't. He loved the taste of cock too much. He needed more. He bobbed his head up and down on Rocket's cock, sucking long and hard on it, savouring the taste as his own hard, throbbing cock oozed pre-cum onto the white fur of his belly.

"Nghh... Gonna blow..." Rocket grunted. Fox believed him. Going by the huge amounts of pre-cum he was pouring into his mouth, Fox assumed it wouldn't be long until he blew his load. A few more good, hard thrusts down Fox's throat later and Rocket couldn't hold back. He gripped Fox's head tight and thrust as deep as he could, letting out a loud roar of pleasure that echoed throughout the halls. Fox's eyes widened in shock as his mouth was immediately flooded with Rocket's warm, thick seed.

"Mrrrph!!" Fox gave a loud but muffled groan as he felt his stomach being pumped full of Rocket's cum. He could hear Rocket letting out low, guttural growls as he filled his body with his seed. Fox could feel his cock throbbing inside his maw, pulsing with every thick rope of spunk that was shot inside him.

"Swallow." Rocket ordered, "Grrr... Listen to you moan... Fox likes having his mouth filled with cum?"

"Mrrph! Mmm!" Fox moaned in reply.

"I'll just take that as a yes." Rocket chuckled and pulled his cock from Fox's mouth before gripping it tight in on hand and grabbing Fox's head fur with the other; holding him in place and stroking himself as he blew several more loads all across Fox's face, covering his golden fur with the white stuff.

"Ahh! Nggh, f-fuck!" Fox gasped. Cum dripping from his mouth as he regained his breath while Rocket gave his face a few mocking slaps with his cock.

"Whew! Damn, I haven't blown like that in a while." Rocket smirked.

Rocket let go of Fox's head and let him fall to the floor, gasping and spluttering, spitting cum onto the floor while Rocket dismounted him. He placed a foot on Fox's erect cock and listened to him grunting as he rubbed and teased it, "Still hard? Heh, I guess you really loved sucking me off, huh?" he laughed and Fox just blushed and looked away, "Heh, fuckin' foxes. Bunch of horny sluts." he took his foot away from Fox's length.

"Are you gonna leave now? You got enough footage for your client?" Fox glared at the raccoon.

"Oh, no way! I mean, I guess I've got enough footage, but I think I better get more just to be safe!" Rocket gave Fox an evil grin, "Okay, so first off I want you on your front. I need that ass of yours right up in the air." he used his foot to flip him onto his front again and Fox wondered what he had planned for him next as he circled around him, grabbed his ass and pulled it upwards. Rocket growled in approval and ran his hands over McCloud's plump behind, giving it a few good, hard squeezes before spreading his cheeks wide and taking a look at that tight hole of his. Fox let out a gasp when he felt the cold air blowing over his exposed taint. He felt so vulnerable. Rocket could do whatever he wanted to him and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Foxes have the best asses." Rocket smirked, "No matter how much you fuck 'em they always stay good 'n' tight. What about yours, foxy? Your ass good 'n' tight?" Fox didn't have a chance to answer before he felt Rocket's finger stroking his hole.

"Ah!" Fox gasped in surprise, the raccoon pressing his finger hard against him and forcing his finger inside.

"Oh, yeah, you're tight alright!" Rocket said as he used his finger to stretch and toy with Fox's ass.

"Nghh! T-that hurts!" Fox said.

"Ah you'll get used to it!" Rocket replied and shoved his finger deeper still inside Fox's passage, making him cry out in pain. He cursed out loud; Rocket wasn't going easy. He felt the racoon forcing his finger in and out of his ass, humping him with it, making sure McCloud moaned nice and loud for him until he eventually pulling it out. Fox barely had time to recover before he felt his finger being replaced the the thick, cum-dripping tip of Rocket's cock. Without a single word Rocket gripped his ass and thrust forward, shoving several inches of his length inside him, stretching his hole painfully around his shaft and making the humiliated fox cry out loudly.

"Ahh! F-fuck!" he yelled.

"I'd be glad to!" Rocket laughed, shoving his cock in deeper, forcing inch after inch of hot raccoon dick inside his bitch, making Fox squirm and wriggle underneath him. Rocket tilted his head back, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as he gave a content sigh, loving the warm tightness around his cock. He pulled Fox closer , making sure he could get as much of his cock inside him as he could. Rocket loved every second he spent inside the slutty vulpine, and he loved how Fox moaned and whimpered whenever he moved the slightest inch.

He soon hilted inside him, his entire length shoved deep in his body.

"Mrrr... Such a tight li'l fuckhole..." Rocket breathed, "Heh, can't wait to turn it into a cum dump." Fox braced himself as he felt Rocket sliding his cock from him. He knew what was coming next.

"Arrrgh!" Fox roared in pain as Rocket thrust in deep and hard, burying his cock inside him as he started his ruthless fucking. With fast, powerful thrusts of his hips he worked his throbbing raccoon length in and out of Fox's body, grunting and gasping as he felt McCloud's hole clench and squeeze him, his passage gripping Rocket's manhood like a vice.

"Ah! Unf! Ahh!" Fox moaned, his breathing heavy and ragged, pain flaring through his rump as Rocket continued to use and abuse his ass. Fox could feel Rocket's claws digging into his asscheeks, his hands gripping him firmly, holding him close as he pounded away. His cock throbbed inside him, pouring pre-cum into his body which did very little to lubricate him. Fox was dripping with pre-cum himself, the stuff oozing from his cock in huge amounts. He could feel himself shoot a rope of the stuff across the metal floor of the hallway when Rocket's cock slammed against his prostate, making his legs wobble and his body shake.

"Ohh... Oh holy shit...!" Fox moaned. He clenched his fists and curled his toes, his whole body going limp as he submitted to the smaller male who was mercilessly fucking his tight sluthole.

"Mm! Take it you li'l fuckslut!" Rocket moaned, "You like having my dick in you? Huh, fox?"

"Nghh! Ohh..." Fox moved his mouth in an attempt to form actual words but all that came out was a series of pathetic and submissive whimpers. He clenched his ass tight around Rocket's shaft, shivering as he felt his g-spot being slammed hard by the aching length.

Fox could feel his balls tensing up. He was going to blow. His moans intensified the more his climax built up. Soon enough he felt on particularly hard thrust from Rocket send him over the edge. His high-pitched whimpers filled the hall as his cock erupted across the floor; several thick streams of vulpine cum shooting from his throbbing hard five incher. Rocket could feel the muscles in Fox's ass convulse and tighten and knew that his bitch had just cum.

"You blow your load, bitch?" Rocket laughed, "You like my cock that much, huh?"

"I... I..." Fox gasped, his cock blowing several more ropes of cum across the floor until his orgasm finally calmed.

He lay there, panting and gasping with his ass sticking up in the air as Rocket continued to fuck his ass, his hips a blur as he pounded away.

"You're a dirty slut, foxy." Rocket grunted, "Ain't that right? Say it!"

"I..." Fox hesitated before speaking up again, "I'm a dirty slut..."

"Louder!" Rocket brought his hand down hard on the side of Fox's ass, getting a surprised cry from him.

"I-I'm a dirty slut!!" Fox yelled out. Rocket smirked. His client was definitely going to like hearing that. Rocket continued his fucking until, before long, he felt Fox's tightness bringing him to orgasm.

"I'm gonna blow, slut!" Rocket growled, "Mm! F-fuck you're so damn tight!" he clenched his teeth, his whole body tensing as his thrusting reached a fever pitch, his whole cock being shoved inside Fox's passage with every thrust of his hips until he came inside him, his length filling Fox up with so much hot raccoon cum, Fox could feel the stuff filling him, coating his insides with the thick fluid and sighed, his voice needy and quivering.

Rocket's orgasm soon stopped and he slowly pulled his dripping cock from Fox's stretched hole. Fox collapsed to the floor when he felt Rocket's grip leaving his ass. He lay there in a pool of his own jizz, panting in an attempt to regain his breath.

"Heh, like I said... Foxes have the best asses." Rocket gave Fox's ass a quick, teasing spank which got a surprised yelp from the exhausted vulpine. He then went over to his camera, stopping the recording and making sure everything was in order before he started packing it away along with his paddle he'd used to punish Fox's ass earlier. He zipped up his duffel bag and pulled his jumpsuit back on, tucking his softening cock inside it and leaving a very noticeable bulge. He grabbed his bag and started to leave.

"H-hey!" Fox said, "You're gonna just leave me like this?!"

"Eh, I'll boot your robot buddy back up before I leave." Rocket shrugged, "I'm sure he'll help you out." he looked back at Fox and smirked, "You're a good fuck. I might be back sometime." and with that, he was gone. Fox watched as he disappeared down the corridor to deliver that video footage to his client...

*********

Rocket was true to his word. He rebooted ROB and turned the power to the Great Fox back on before returning to his ship and leaving. He hurried to get in contact with his client and sent over the footage. He waited impatiently as the shady, unknown client looked over the footage. He heard chuckles and laughter coming from his side of the communication link as he did so. Eventually, his client spoke up.

"Nice. Very nice. Me and my boys like it."

"Rocket never fails to disappoint." Rocket chuckled with a proud, beaming grin, "So you gonna pay me the rest of my cash now or what?"

"'Course. We had a deal didn't we?" Rocket's datapad beeped and he checked it. The rest of his payment had been sent, "It was nice working with you."

"Oh, trust me, it was nice working with you too." Rocket chuckled, "You know, if you need anyone else put in their place..." he left the sentence hanging.

"Heh, we'll be in touch. You did a good job today, Rocket."

"I always do a good job." Rocket said.

"I should go. I want to spend some... alone time with this footage. Like I said; we'll be in touch." the client ended communications and Rocket sat back in his pilot's seat, his arms behind his head as he relaxed and thought about what he'd do with all the cash he'd been paid and wondered what else his shadowy customer might hire him for. It looked like this was another job well done for Rocket.

THE END

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