Ratchet: Up his arsenal
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the rights to Ratchet and Clank or the any of the characters affiliated with the series. This story is homosexual and if such content offends you, screw off and go read something else. :) If you are underage please leave this story and site immediately, but I know you obviously won't so, don't get caught, and clean up any mess you make while or after reading the story. -Miko Fox
Notes about the story: I haven't written many stories so far, but I have noticed that there seems to be very little yiff about the sexy, furry Lombax known as Ratchet. So I thought to myself, "Why not have him get yiffed?" And thus this story was created. Remember I'm still starting out and there are only so many adjectives in the world to describe yiffing, bare with me if material gets a little dry. You will also notice I gave the previously unnamed character a name to make the writing go a lot easier. If you are a hardcore RAC fan, please don't chew me out for it. That being said, please enjoy "Ratchet: Up his arsenal." (Pun intended...of course ;p).
Ratchet nervously paced his apartment in Metropolis, passing his holovid and comfy couch each time he did so. Ratchet had spent the last two hours with an uneasy feeling about him. Like he had a dozen mutant swamp flies buzzing throughout his body. He had received a transmission earlier from an unknown destination, by the skyboarder he had met on Kalidon a while back on a quest to defeat the technomites. He said he had something to give to him and was coming over right away.
Ratchet was completely puzzled as to what was going on, mainly because of the fact that they hadn't spoken in some time and his message came up quite randomly. He had also remembered that the skyboarder had cheated on several of the races they had together. What does he have to give me? Why is this so sudden? Wait! What if he's planning to knock me out and take back all of the stuff that I won from him?! No, no. Calm down Ratchet, maybe it's just a friendly visit...Yeah! Maybe he just wants to...catch up? Ugh! No way! That's stupid; we barely know each other...
So many thoughts rushed through the lombax's mind at light speed. On the other paw though, could it just be a friendly visit? Ratchet vividly remembered his first encounter with him on Kalidon. Standing there, in tight blue pants, his long purple hair; blowing slightly in the wind of the barren planet. And his maw, those nice, black lips. Ratchet began wondering would it would feel like if those cat whiskers tickled his face if they were to...
The door of the apartment opened, and a small brainy robot walked in to see his compatriot standing in the middle of the room, grinning like an idiot, lost in his own fantasies. Clank snickered to himself for a moment, but then began jumping and waving his robotic hands in front of Ratchet's face in an effort to wake him from his day dreams. Clank's waving motions had not prevailed, so he attempted to jump and slap his friend to snap him out of it. Clank jumped and swung, but his metal hand missed and instead swung low and landed flatly against Ratchet's firm rear.
"Whoa kitty!!!" the lombax exclaimed when he felt the hand collide with his left butt cheek.
"What?" the small robot looked up at Ratchet with a puzzled look.
"Oh! Clank, I uh...was...um... it was just a crazy daydream."
"Ooookay then." Clank replied, still a little confused as he sat on the couch and began flipping through holovid channels.
Ratchet sat on the opposite side of the couch and reclined, and tried to get as relaxed as possible. He reflected on the whole situation that had played out in his mind. Ratchet had always considered himself to be somewhere in the middle when it came romance, but he never had the guts to tell anyone about it. And so he sat there for a few more moments considering what the skyboarder's reason was for coming and simultaneously struggling with the actuality that he was attracted to a guy who could be planning to rob or maybe even kill him.
But then, his ear twitched. He listened, his ears acting like two brown striped sonar. Footsteps. Something was drawing closer to his home. It was him, he was here. There was a knock at the door and Ratchet sprung up out of the couch (which automatically stopped reclining the moment he left it) to get the door.
"Were you expecting someone?" Clank asked, after turning off the holovid.
"Well, uh, yeah. But it's nobody really, just an old friend of mine." The cautious lombax replied, still not taking his eyes off the door.
"What are you waiting for? Let him in Ratchet." Clank said in a somewhat annoyed robotic tone-of-voice with a small shake of his metal head.
Ratchet inhaled deeply, and pushed the button on the door to open it and sprung at the feline standing in the hallway. "What do you want!?" Ratchet snarled, holding his wrench high, ready to strike.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Take it easy man! I'm not here to fight!" the cat said, shielding his face with his paws and whimpering.
Ratchet eyed him over; making sure the guest was completely unarmed. The cat was wearing a black vest with ripped blue pants, his long purple hair still tied in a pony tail. He lowered his wrench.
"Whew!" The skyboarder wiped a few beads of sweat from his forehead. "So, you gonna let me in or what?"
"Sure, come in, but if you touch anything , I'll blast you into a bloody pile of charred fur." Ratchet replied coldly. After the visitor had stepped through the door, he began checking to make sure the cat was alone.
The cat walked in and looked around, admiring Ratchet's many trophies, weapons, and other various things ratchet had placed around his home.
Clank was a little shocked at the way Ratchet had treated their guest and thought a proper greeting was in order. He walked over to the skyboarder and promptly said "Hello Mr....." Clank paused, trying to remember if the skyboarder had ever mentioned his name before.
"Lex." The cat stated distractedly. He was now busy admiring Ratchet's tailside as the lombax looked down the hallway, constantly jerking his head left to right to look down each end.
"Very nice to see you again Mr. Lex," Clank continued. "My serial number is," and Clank took a long moment to recite all 19 characters of his serial number.
"Ummm..." the cat muttered as he tried to count out the numbers on his fingers.
"...But you may call me Clank," Clank was sensing an awkward moment of Lex being to focused on Ratchet's butt to listen to him, and decided it was time for him to leave. "But if you will excuse me, I think I will go see what Al is up to. Goodbye Lex." The tiny robot said as he walked casually out the door, shooting a look at Ratchet for his suspicious activities.
"Ok, let's spare all the small talk Lex, why are you here?" the lombax asked after Clank was out of site, looking up at Lex who was about a foot and a half taller than him.
"I just want to talk man. C'mon, let's go sit down." Lex said. Walking toward Ratchet's couch and motioning for him to follow.
Ratchet walked cautiously toward his furniture but, still being on guard, refused to sit down.
There were a few more awkward moments of silence until Lex broke the ice. "Look's like you've been working out."
Ratchet blushed a little bit underneath his fur. Although it was no surprise to him considering the fact that Lex had been staring at Ratchet's bare stomach from the moment he sat down. "You...don't look to bad yourself Lex." Ratchet commented with a shy smile. Moving his eyes down wind he noticed a bulge forming in the skyboarder's pants.
"Um, hey Ratchet, the thing I had to give you, can I tell you something first?" The skyboarder asked while uncomfortably fidgeting in his seat with nervous look in his yellow cat eyes.
"Yeah, sure, anything." Ratchet said, lowering his guard and calming down as he moved closer to Lex.
"I really don't know how to say this without being too frank," he said, pausing to think of a way to word his thoughts. "Do you know why I let you beat me in those races?"
Ratchet seemed confused. "Wait," he was feeling a fit of anger burning up inside him after being deceived into thinking that he had skyboarding skills, but after seeing an ashamed and rather guilty look on Lex's face, cooled himself down." No. Why?" the lombax asked, placing a paw on Lex's knee.
"Well, um, I," Lex hesitated. A flame of lust filled his gleaming cat eyes. "I enjoyed seeing your backside." He managed to spit out, his bulge growing taller over the memory of seeing Ratchet bent over on the board, ever so slightly, shifting his weight from one side to the other.
There was a brief silence, and then Ratchet jumped onto Lex's lap, dropping his wrench to the floor with a loud clang. Ratchet kissed Lex's lips, letting the burning passion inside of him escape by slipping his tongue into the cat's mouth. Ratchet was pleasantly surprised to find that Lex had recently gotten a tongue stud, and loved the electric feeling of cold metal on his tongue.
Lex held Ratchet in loving embrace, removing the lombax's helmet and chucking it aside, feeling around the tan fuzz on his head, and stroking his long striped ears. Ratchet's tongue grazed on the slivered fangs in Lex's mouth. Lex pulled away and kissed Ratchet's neck, gently sucking at his fur and the skin underneath. Ratchet murred with delight and removed the cat's vest and started suckling Lex's nipples which grew stiffer with each drop of saliva that slid off and ran down the skyboarder's chest.
Lex wasted no time going for Ratchet's belt, unbuckling it and dropping his pants, revealing no clothing beneath (which Ratchet had rid himself of after receiving Lex's message.) but instead the head of his penis emerging from it's striped sheath. Lex grabbed Ratchet in his arms and kissed him, exploring every taste bud on the lombax's coarse tongue. Ratchet's sheath pressed up against Lex's thigh, and was getting bigger with every second that Lex excited his mouth.
The cat stopped and looked down at Ratchet's cock that was poking him in the stomach. It had grown to full size, considering Ratchet's small stature, 8 ½ inches was certainly something to be proud of. Lex got down on his knees and placed a paw on its base and took the pink tip in his mouth. He licked light at Ratchet's glans, stroking them with his tongue, the now warm tongue stud smoothly tracing a path on his cock. Ratchet murred and slowly pulled Lex's head closer to him, causing him to eventually envelop his entire dick in his mouth.
Lex circled Ratchet's shaft with his tongue and sucked hard, Ratchet's penis poking into Lex's throat causing him to gag a few times. The cat's whiskers pleasantly tickled his sack, and he placed his paw to it fondle them. Lex's own cock throbbed and ached, being pressed to his pants and so desperately needed to come out. Ratchet to notice to this quite quickly and motioned for Lex to stop. Lex stood up and Ratchet unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulling them and his boxers down around his ankles. The lombax jumped a little as Lex's 12 inch member sprung out, slapping him lightly in the chest.
Ratchet's bright green eyes grew wide with lust, examining all of its throbbing, pink-red glory. Ratchet promptly gobbled ¾'s of its entirety into his mouth. Lex's yellow eyes went wide with shock as most of his cathood was shoveled into the lombax's awaiting mouth. He stroked the remaining part that was not in his mouth with his right paw, and fondled the skyboarder's sack with his left.
The cat purred and pulled Ratchet's head up and down his shaft, holding him by his large, striped ears. A tear began forming in his eye from the intensity of taking all of the cathood in his mouth and sucking so hard. The lombax took the cock out of his mouth and replaced it back in, though this time he was on the side of it, hold it in his mouth like a dog bone and licking it like a giant cherry popsicle.
Lex's purring continued getting louder, and Ratchet felt his cock throb harder and harder in his gaping mouth. Without much further warning, a geyser of cat cum erupted onto the side of his face and splattered onto the tile floor. Ratchet wiped his face of, and licked the mess from his hands, all the while staring up at his partner with glowing green eyes.
"Sorry..." The cat started apologizing nervously. "I didn't mean to..."
Ratchet placed a finger to his lover's muscular, furry chest to silence him. He whispered quietly and in a tone most seductive, "Its ok, anything for you lover."
Lex smiled and gave a small roar. He grabbed Ratchet and hoisted him up onto the sofa, the lombax's pants and belt still around his ankles. He placed his footpaws behind (or almost up to) his ears and mouthed the words "Give it to me Lex."
Lex gazed down at Ratchet's exposed tail hole. It was just the way he has always imagined it would be, small, tight, petite, and placed be between the two firmest cheeks the skyboarder had ever laid eyes on. He carefully adjusted his spit-lubed cock over the lombax's tail hole, and slowly dove it in. Ratchet held his ankles tightly, and let out a very ear pleasing moan of appreciation that echoed through the otherwise silent apartment in metropolis.
The cat sighed in delight as his partners sphincters already squeezed on his enormous pink dick. He plunged in further, Ratchet's tail hole like a hungry mouth, eating every inch of Lex. He pulled out and plunged back in, Ratchet murred and yelled for Lex to nail him harder. Lex increased his pace, his cock thrusting hard into the lombax's tail hole. Not wanting to leave his lover high and dry, Lex seized Ratchet's dick with one paw and began furiously jacking him off, with Ratchet practically begging for more.
Many loud slaps and squishes boomed off of the walls of Ratchet's apartment. The squishing of Lex's gigantic spit-lubed cock inside of Ratchet's virgin tail hole, the thumping of his balls against the lombax's cheeks, the beating of the cat's paw every time it struck Ratchet's waist as he masturbated him and the moaning and begging of the lombax for more. The tip of the cat's penis speared into Ratchet's delightfully aching butt, ramming against his cork sized prostate. Lex was feeling close to another climax, his cock being constricted by Ratchet's closing sphincters. Ratchet was ready to, after Lex's furious jack hammering of his penis, was ready to erupt.
Lex let out another lion-like roar and Ratchet felt his anus become filled with the cat's seed, sticking inside him like hot, sticky cream. Ratchet felt his body give, and closed his eyes as his member covered his face in globs of his own cum. Ratchet laid there panting, Lex removed his cathood from his partner and gasped as his cum flooded out of Ratchet's tight tail hole and trickled down the side of the sofa like a white, salty river.
Ratchet stared into the cat's eyes, and could clearly see he was hungry for more. "Wanna have another go kitty?" Ratchet smiled and winked.
"I got the bottom this time!" the cat exclaimed eagerly as he got up and bent over the armed side of the couch. But before the lombax could insert himself, the door opened, and there stood a very shocked and very, very horny Captain Sasha Phyronix.
To be continued...
Hope you all enjoyed, and if you decided to paw I hope I didn't leave you high and dry, but if I did, get somebody to take care of that for you ;) -Miko Fox