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"We did it!" Snaptrap cheers, "Finally! Some of T.U.F.F's invention plans are in our grasp!" says the rat with his trademarked lisp, "Now we'll be able to get doughnuts and burgers whenever we please!"

"Yeah!" his three lackeys cheer in unison. Larry throws his arms in the air and giggles, "And cola and cookies whenever we want!"

"Shut up, Larry," Snaptrap says, rolling his eyes and slapping his nose with the rolled-up blueprints.

"Ney-ow!" Larry pouts.

"Hit the showers, boys!" Snaptrap says, "This was a job well done. Except you, Larry... you're coming to put these together!"

"Ah, okay, Boss."

***

Ollie and Francisco make their way into the locker room in D.O.O.M's building, gathering towels and soaps from their locker.

"So what're you gonna try once Snaptrap builds those machines?" Francisco says, taking off his long, white shirt and purple hat, placing them in his locker.

"Well," Ollie says, his British accent sounding crisp as ever, "I was actually quite looking forward to a nice spot of tea if the drink dispenser allows for it."

"Tea... how could you stick to tea when you could have hot chocolate?" Francisco asks, turning his back to Ollie and heading for the shower. Ollie watches as Francisco's tail swings back and forth, allowing for a small glance at his large, reptile sack. "You coming or what? Let's get this over with! I'm craving me some hot, cheesy burgers!"

Ollie gulps, "R-right! Yeah, I'm coming." He strips off his clothing and hat, placing them on a bench in front of his locker. Ollie follows Francisco into the showers and turns on his showerhead. Warm, steaming water falls onto him, warming his stressed, tensed body after a hard day of work.

"Ollie, look! I'm a rock star!" Francisco jokes, holding a scrub-brush like a microphone, snapping his fingers and tapping his foot, "Deyrrr! Ner-ner-ner-ner... wa-a-a-a-a-a-a-a!" he wails, imitating a rocker on a stage. As Francisco carries on with his antics, Ollie begins washing his fur, looking down at Francisco as he lands on his knees, still "singing" into the brush. Ollie can't help but notice that Francisco's cock is slowly hardening.

"That can't be all that exciting, Francisco," Ollie says, gulping a bit, a little shy to be pointing it out.

"What'cha mean?"

"I mean... well, if you don't mind me saying," Ollie says, pointing between Francisco's legs, observing his cock growing a little harder.

"Oh! Gosh, hah! That... ah, that happens. The water's just warm, had a good day, you know," Francisco's green, scaly cheeks turn red with embarrassment, "And, ah, of course there was a couple days ago when we all were in that room together..."

"You're still thinking about that, too?" Ollie asks, "Innit a little strange that the boss would propose something like that?"

"I suppose," the gator says, standing up properly and scrubbing his scales with the brush, "Though, haha, what if one of us enjoyed it? That'd be pretty weird, huh?" Francisco asks, nervously, hiding his blushing cheeks.

"Don't supposed it'd be too weird," Ollie says, scrubbing suds into his scalp, "We're around each other all the time. We shower together, we practically live together! I think it'd only be natural to experiment like that, even upon one's own decision."

Francisco, turned away from Ollie, reaches down and begins stroking his cock lightly. His smooth, red cock throbs in his meaty claws as he slowly breathes through his mouth, "So, ah... y-you wouldn't mind if maybe that person was me?"

"Not at all, comrade!" Ollie says, smiling, looking toward Francisco, "I understand if you get a bit of a jolly thinking of the boss or Larry, and..."

"It's not for them, Ollie," Francisco says, slowly approaching Ollie from behind, laying a hand on his shoulder, "The way you felt on me, Ollie, it's something I'll never forget. Just once more... and we can pretend this never happened."

Ollie's heart starts beating in his chest. He grazes his gaze around Francisco's strong, reptilian body, looking for any excuse at all to say 'no', but the moment he lays his eyes on Francisco's cock, all rejection melts away from him. He begins breathing a bit harder in anticipation, reaching his hand out toward Francisco's cock, gently wrapping his fingers around his girth.

"Mmm... so I take it that's a yes?" Francisco growls in a lusty tone.

Ollie watches as a bead of precum forms at the tip, glistening and quickly dissipating in the shower. If things were to get a bit messy... there'd be no evidence. The shower would wash it all away. If it'd be anything like last time... I can't resist! Ollie feels his sense of yearning intensify; his cock begins to throb, forming slowly into an erection. He can't help it anymore.

Ollie drops to his knees slowly, grasping the gator's cock in his hands. He strokes at Francisco's cock firmly, slowly leaning forward, licking the tip and tasting the saltiness of the cum that was there before. His own cock throbs, the hot water from the shower making it feel a little less bothersome.

Francisco moans and growls in pleasure, grabbing Ollie behind his head and helping him suck a bit harder. Ollie bobs his head faster beneath Francisco's hand, cushioning his cock with his tongue. Francisco moans, leaning his head back and sighing in pleasure. After a little while, Francisco becomes a bit bored with a simple blowjob. He wants something a bit more personal.

"Turn around, Ollie," he growls, smirking.

"Turn around? You don't mean so... s-so you can..."

"Turn around. Don't start pleasuring someone if you don't intend to finish," the gator smirks, watching as Ollie finally complies, turning his back to Francisco.

"Go easy on me, then," Ollie asks, "I-if you would."

Francisco presses the head of his cock firmly against Ollie's ass, spitting on his asshole to help lubricate his entry. As he slowly pushes himself inside, Ollie winces from the pressure and grits his teeth. Francisco hears Ollie groan in pain and decides it'd be best to do this quickly, to get the pain part over with.

Slamming his hips against Ollie's ass, his cock is quickly jammed into Ollie's anus, making him groan in surprise and pain, but the pain quickly subsides. Francisco gently starts to thrust, holding onto Ollie's hips.

"God... why didn't we do this a long time ago?" Francisco asks, closing his eyes and letting the pleasure take over his body.

Ollie can't speak. His voice is taken away by surprise and anticipation - not to mention the large gator cock inside him is stretching his ass, gaping him wide and leaving him speechless. Am I one of those fellows who gets aroused from the thought of pain? My cock is so hard from all of this! I need to cum so badly! What if Francisco needs to cum? He'll do it inside me, won't he? I'm not too opposed to that idea, actually.

Ollie finally finds the strength to work past the pressure in his stomach and sighs, feeling the pleasure create goosebumps all over his body. As Francisco's balls tap faster against his own, he can't help but reach between his legs, grip his cock, and begin to stroke himself.

"Aha, so you are liking this!" Francisco chuckles, "Good... because I have a feeling we'll be doing this a lot more. We might as well. Boss did say we should become closer to each other!" Francisco moans as he thrusts faster, feeling Ollie thrust underneath him, breathing harder. Soon, Francisco matches the pace at which Ollie is stroking himself, and the showers fill with sensual moans and sloshing water from their various movements.

Francisco feels his sack tightening as he picks up his pace, breathing a bit harder, "Flip over... I wanna see your face enjoying my cock."

"Goodness..." Ollie pants, "A bit feisty, don't you thi--"

"Flip over!"

Ollie turns to his back, showing Francisco his hard, throbbing cock as his slips out of Ollie's ass. Francisco quickly repositions the tip against Ollie's hole and slams himself back in. He thrusts quickly, looking down at Ollie's impressive member.

"You're really enjoying yourself, aren't ya?! Good!" Francisco growls in pleasure as he reaches down to Ollie's cock, stroking him to the same pace as his thrusting. The water from the shower drowns out most of their heavy breathing, but the moans are quite audible throughout the entire locker room.

"Mmgh, Francisco!" Ollie moans, "I feel like... I'm going to burst!"

"Good! I want you to cum, like a good possum!" the gator snaps, squeezing his eyes shut as he thrusts himself in and out of Ollie's ass, stroking his cock from the base to the tip. "Your cock's throbbing... mmm! You're going to cum this soon? Heh, so am I..."

The two breathe heavily together; Ollie arches his back and thrusts upward into Francisco's grip as Francisco slams his cock as deeply as he can into Ollie's ass, and together, they can't hold it. The steamy, hot water of the shower plus the sensations bursting throughout their cores is too much to ignore. With loud gasp-like grunts, the two finally feel their orgasms crashing over them.

Francisco fills Ollie's ass with cum, his seed dripping out onto the shower floor, only to be washed away down the drain. Ollie's cum splashes onto Francisco's chest, being carried away by the shower's water, dripping all the way down his body, slowly down his legs and over his feet until it, too, is washed away.

Francisco pulls out his slowly shrinking cock and backs away a bit, his heart slamming against his chest. Ollie sighs in relief, standing up and feeling more of the cum pouring out of his ass, dripping to his ankles and being washed away. The two stand in the showers, facing each other, the awkward silence thicker than the steam.

"S-so, um..." Ollie mumbles, rubbing the back of his head, "Shall we finish our shower, then? I... suppose I could get one of those burgers with ya."

"Sounds good," Francisco smiles awkwardly. They both retreat to separate ends of the shower room, finishing their showers.

***

Larry wipes his brow and stands up, clasping his hands together to dust them off. The poor shrew looks at the machine he's built before him, eyeballing the burgers and various other food items in the vending machine. He smiles and leans forward, pressing a button. A cheeseburger is ejected, hot and ready to eat.

"Good, you got it working!" Snaptrap says, snatching the burger away from the machine before Larry can touch it. He takes a large, greedy bite and analyzes the flavor. "Hmm, this is pretty good! I, uh--wait...is this cheese?!" Snaptrap begins choking and gagging, as if he was feeling another allergic episode come along.

"It is, but don't worry, boss! I made sure that this cheese was both lactose and allergen free!" Larry assures, "You shouldn't have any trouble bloating up or keeping these burgers down!"

Snaptrap stops his over-dramatic choking and gagging after hearing what Larry had said, calming himself down, "Hey...you're right! Well, in that case..." The rat takes another bite of the burger and a smile slowly streaks across his face, "Wow! The cheese is amazing!"

Larry smiles, admiring his own hard work as he presses a button again, ejecting another cheeseburger, "Thanks, Boss! I followed the blueprints exactly to the letter, only instead of pepperjack, I had it make your favorite cheese for the burgers instead--cheddar!"

"Hmm, not bad, Larry!" Snaptrap says, snatching the other burger up before Larry can get to it. He eats it in one bite and dusts off his clothes, "Well, that was a hard day of work! Wouldn't it be nice to relax with some cocoa?"

"I was hoping for a burger, but you..."

"I have an idea," Snaptrap grins, maliciously, ignoring Larry's words, "Remember the other day, we all got to bonding, had a fun time... remember?"

Larry has a small flashback, remembering the sexual encounter he had with Snaptrap. Shivering a little and blushing, he nods, "Yeah... I remember."

"I could go for a little more of that." Snaptrap hints.

"Oh, ah... m-maybe Ollie or Francisco..."

"Come on, Larry! Stop being a spoilsport!" Snaptrap says, reaching for Larry's tail and picking him up effortlessly. "This'll be fun and you know it. Besides, didn't I say this was a good use for you?"

"Snaptrap! Please! I... I really just wanna get back to work!" Larry complains.

"This is your work now. This, and building food machines. You wanna keep this job?!"

"Y-yes..." Larry sighs.

"Good. Now bend over."

Larry bends over, his pantsless ass exposed and his tail flipped upward. He sighs in a bit of boredom and ridiculous lethargy as Snaptrap spits on his thumb and moistens Larry's asshole. Before long, Snaptrap's cock forces its way inside Larry's ass, making him wince in a bit of pain.

"Couldn't... you use something to... make it... easier?" Larry grunts, doing his best to work past the pain, "It's a little... agh... dry."

"I'll say if it's dry or not, Larry," he says his name in a mocking tone, "Don't be such a back-seat pitcher."

Larry moans as Snaptrap's cock slips further inside him, slowly applying pressure to his prostate. He can feel his own cock starting to grow and harden, and as it does, he finds himself grabbing onto it, stroking softly.

This isn't so bad, but I do wish he'd appreciate me a little bit more. Still, what if my wife found out about this? It could make for some pretty good blackmail! Nah, I couldn't do that to my own boss. He's just got some emotional growing up to do.

Snaptrap starts to thrust harder, "Aagh! Yeah! How's that feel, Larry?"

"Well, it's a bit..."

"Who cares? It feels amazing!" Snaptrap tips his head back, thrusting harder as his precum provides a bit of lubrication. Larry's asshole is tight inside and not gaping easily, providing Snaptrap with that extra bit of pleasure.

Larry strokes his cock a bit harder, panting with lust as Snaptrap thrusts faster, his ballsack slamming against Larry's. Larry begins to moan and his eyes begin to roll back, feeling his orgasm creeping up his body.

"Jeez, Larry! Your ass just won't let up! You should always stay this tight. Who knows when I'm gonna need to get off, right?" Snaptrap chuckles while he pants, moaning as he feels his own orgasm begin to build.

The room is full of moaning and the sounds of harsh slamming, flesh against flesh and fur. Ollie and Francisco simply walk by, using the food machines. Stopping to watch a bit, Ollie notices Snaptrap looking much more relaxed than usual. Shrugging his shoulders, he and Francisco leave to complete their daily work.

Larry and Snaptrap pant harder and grunt loudly, feeling their skin begin to crawl.

"I'm... about to cum, Boss!" Larry groans.

"Not before me, you don't!" Snaptrap says competitively, grabbing Larry by the hips and slamming himself further into his tiny, tight ass. As Snaptrap thrusts harder, Larry feels his orgasm strengthening. In no time at all, before Larry can say anything, the floor beneath him is covered in his hot, fresh seed.

"You dumb rodent," Snaptrap sighs, "Fine, you came first... big deal." He thrusts faster, gritting his teeth before burying his cock deeply into Larry's ass and feeling his sack tighten. His cock throbs rapidly as he moans, "I'm cumming! Mmmgh, right into your ass, Larry!"

Larry feels Snaptrap's cum fill his asshole, leaking out a little. As Snaptrap takes his cock out of Larry's ass, his seed flows out and down Larry's leg, joining the rest of the cum of the floor.

"God, Larry, you're such a pig... clean that up, will ya?" Snaptrap says, rolling his eyes. "Jeez..."

***

Ollie, Snaptrap, and Francisco sit at the conference table with a bounty of junk food, cocoa and tea before them, enjoying the labor of Larry's building skills. Larry spends the remainder of his break on his hands and knees, cleaning up the cum that he and his boss made together. He sighs, cleaning the last bit off the floor.

As Larry approaches a trash can to throw away the cloth used to clean up the cum, Snaptrap stands next to him, rolling his eyes with a hot, wrapped burger in one hand and a hot cup of cocoa in the other.

"Here... I mean... I guess you did a good job today..." he says, handing the items to Larry and walking away. Larry could only smile, enjoying his break after all.