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Probe

By Skipai © 2020

Stan was a cocky raccoon who walked through the busy evening street, the long fingers from his hands wiggled about as he flexed them, the dark eyes within the natural mask of his face scanned the various people in the crowd in front of him, the next target. The raccoon was thin, medium height and wore a sleeveless jacket, but a long sleeve t-shirt. The jeans were torn in various places, around the legs and knees.

When the raccoon spotted his next victim, a well-dressed wolf, expensive clothes, the jeans looked brand new, the leather jacket was top of the range as Stan sniffed and grinned. Actual real leather, now that was expensive considering most jackets were made of fake leather apart from those species that decided to donate theirs after their deaths, but that was rare. Stan licked his muzzle lips, the raccoon wanted to get hold of that jacket but as good as he was, there would be no way to get hold of it now, so he decided that the wallet would have to do. All that Stan needed was to work out where abouts this large wolf had decided to put his as the raccoon looked at the rear of the jeans and then back up to the jacket. Was it in the pants or within the jacket itself, either one of them required a different approach to the task?

The large nostrils of the wolf flared as he paused to take a look at a food stall and his ears flicked about before he attempted to give a side glance without turning his head to where the red fox stood behind the various items. The large light grey, brown paw picked up a DVD case and he turned it around to look at it. The fox just continued to watch silently as the wolf looked at the text on the back, the words looked right in some parts and wrong in the others, it was clearly a fake, pirated and it took the wolf all of his concentration not to haul the fox right from his feet. "I'll take it." The low gruff voice of the wolf sounded as he placed the DVD case down onto the others again and reached into his leather jacket as he pulled out his wallet and flipped it open before he handed a few notes. The fox who had been silent all this time smiled and took the cash. "Thank you. Enjoy the movie."

The wolf snapped his wallet shut again and replaced the wallet into his inside pocket before he picked up the DVD and walked away. It would be something for him to deal with later once he had finished his hunt.

Stan saw the wallet as the raccoon stared at it from another stall further along to the right of the wolf, the raccoon felt himself getting excited, especially when he saw the fat wad of notes from within while his long slender fingers felt around the smooth ceramic rabbit statue. When Stan saw the wolf pick up the DVD case, he knew where the wallet was and slowly he placed the rabbit statue down as he turned to leave with the stall owner giving the raccoon a frown from a loss sale but then the mouse turned to another customer who was inspecting a bookmark.

The large wolf turned around as he entered the alleyway, he quickly walked down the narrow corridor as the canine turned around the corner and then pressed his back against the wall and waited.

Stan slowly looked about left and right as the crowd moved passed him and then the raccoon slinked around the corner as he walked down the alleyway. The more he moved down the narrow passageway, the slowly he got until the raccoon lowered his body and started to stalk, the nose twitched as he could smell that leather coat, the stench of the wolf and then as he reached the very end, the raccoon pressed his body against the wall and then slowly moved his head to peer around the corner.

With a yelp, Stan cried out as the large canine hand paw grabbed his neck and pulled out around the corner. Quickly the raccoon reached for his belt and grabbed hold of his knife but the wolf quickly slammed the smaller form against the brick wall as the air was pushed out from the lungs and painfully the raccoon let go of the knife as it clattered to the floor noisily.

Stan spat at the larger wolf face. "Let me go!" The wolf just snarled, bared his fangs and then roughly turned the raccoon about as he placed his large hand on the back of the head before he slammed that part of the raccoon body against the brick wall as Stan cried out, blood pouring from his nose now.

"No, don't think I will. We've been looking for you for a while now." The wolf growled and roughly reached into his front jeans pocket as he pulled out some metal cuffs and leant into the raccoon. "Hands behind your back, now."

Stan slowly sighed and moved his hands to go behind his back, the raccoon felt the cold metal cuffs being secured to his wrists and then the wolf backed off as he turned the male around to look at him as he reached into his wallet, pulled it out and then flipped one part of it around as Stan felt his ears flatten against his head as he saw the gold badge. "Aww, come on. Aren't stings illegal?" The raccoon complained.

The wolf just grinned at him. "No, they're not and quite frankly you've been a pain in my butt for a long time now." The raccoon's ears perked back up again as he looked at the wolf, the raccoon wondered why he was not being dragged out of the alleyway and even with his nose stinging the raccoon slowly formed a smirk. "Oh, and why is that officer?"

With a soft growl, the large wolf pressed his body against the raccoon, and he blew his hot air over the right ear with his response. "Because I've always felt this fat bastard of a grizzly bear up my arse. You know how frustrating it is for an alpha to have to put up with being someone else's bitch?"

When the raccoon felt the sharp canine nip at his ear, Stan squirmed against the larger canine who continued to push himself against the smaller mammal. Stan swallowed, his Adams apple rose and down again. "And that's my problem, how?"

A large hand paw reached around and cupped the bulge in the raccoon's pants as the snarl came from deep within the wolf's throat. "Because you and your crime spree has made me suffer with that bastard bitching at me all the time. So, it's time for you to endure what I had to."

The raccoon squirmed as the large fingers slowly pulled down the zip, tugging on the fabric until the button popped off as it bounced from the brick wall and the large wolf spread the legs apart as he kept one hand tightly wrapped about the handcuffed wrist and with the other yanked the jeans down as he looked at the tight red briefs.

The wolf sniffed the air and he continued to growl, this time with being unimpressed. "Hmm, you haven't shat yourself yet, still thinking you have the upper paw then eh?" The wolf grabbed the elastic band of the briefs and pulled as his sharp claws ripped through them and with the elastic gone, the briefs easily fell to the ankles of the raccoon.

"Get the fuck off me!" Stan snarled back but felt his head being pressed more against the brick wall as the wolf only snarled. "Shut up and maybe you get through this." The large canine snout moved to the left ear this time and spoke very quietly. "Not had raccoon before, did see some in the black market. Wasn't fresh of course but hey there's always a first so like I said, shut the fuck up."

Stan frowned but the raccoon stayed where he was, the paws behind his back formed into fists as he tried to think his way out of this, the sound of the larger canine behind him slowly unzipped, the sound of the belt unbuckling and he stared wide eyed. "Hey, beat me up if you like but not that." The force of the back of the head being slapped by the larger paw, the claws scrapped as they made a few thin lines as the wolf snarled a wordless warning.

The large wolf penis slipped out from the sheath, the fat knot formed as the entire red cock pulsed and squirted pre out all over the back of the shirt of the smaller raccoon in front of him. Roughly the wolf grabbed hold of the striped tail and yanked it up as he tucked it underneath the handcuffed paws. Then he grabbed the hips and started to grind against the raccoon who snarled back, wiggling.

Stan snarled. "No, get the fuck off, you bastard." The wolf ignored as he began to hump as his cock slipped back and forth over the raccoon's bottom, rubbing the crack as the tip left huge blobs of his pre. Slowly the wolf pushed a bit as his thick meaty pole started to part the buttcheeks and slip inside as he gave a gruff growl. The raccoon still moving about with his protests only made the fur slide over his shaft on both sides and it stimulated his penis to throb more hungrily.

With a push, the larger carnivore felt his big penis slip into the tight back passage of the raccoon and he tugged at the hips to bring them towards him. Stan groaned with clench teeth, saliva dripped from his chin as he fought to get off that impaling dick but the strong arms kept him firm as the large wolf began to slip his thick dick in and out of the tight anus.

Loud slaps from the wolf groin against raccoon buttocks could be heard as Stan snarled while he unclenched and then clenched his paws while he felt the large male slam his hips against his backside. Then Stan felt it as his own cock began to get hard and he blushed, he looked down at it and cursed, wishing it would fuck off and go down. But the penis refused as it firmed up, pre leaked from the tip and the raccoon closed his eyes.

The wolf gripped around the hips a bit more, the sharp claws cut into the skin under the fur and the stench of blood drove the male on as he rammed his wolf cock hard into the tight back passage, so warm, soft and moist to his shaft that throbbed with each beat of his heart as the clear pre oozed out from the head.

The large balls swung back and forth as the wolf slammed into the prisoner in front of him, the hot breath washed over the fur on the back of the raccoon's neck and with a growl he leaned forward and whispered into one of Stan's ear. "You're my bitch, right?"

Stan did not reply, the raccoon was fuming with both shame and anger as he felt the claws dig into his flesh that bit more and with a painful cry, the wolf asked the question again. Stan nodded his head and replied. "Yes, I'm your bitch." The wolf licked the back of the neck, the tongue pulled at the hair.

Stan slowly felt the need to stroke his own penis, it kept jumping up as the raccoon panted, then he whined as the large wolf grinned toothily while he continued to breathe heavily against the back and side of the raccoon's neck. His strong legs continued to move while his hips went back and forth to the wet slurps as the thick cock slipped in and out of the wet, messy back passage.

That big fat wolf cock tip poked at the raccoon's prostate gland as it rammed back inside, every time it sent a sharp jolt of electric jolt up the spine, the balls clenched up as the thick raccoon pre squirted against the dirty brick wall of the alleyway. Slowly Stan hand paws relaxed as he groaned freely now, the raccoon enjoying being the large wolf's bitch, his back-anus pussy being the tight sloppy mess as that shaft slid back and forth.

The thick knot that throbbed pushed against the wet anal ring muscle; the wolf growled more as he pulled the raccoon closer to his body as that knot started to stretch the ring. Stan gasped and squirmed about again while he felt that knot start to stretch his back passage, the raccoon feeling as though he was taking a huge shit every time that knot went in partly. The wolf growled and then slammed his hips hard against the raccoon and his knot slipped into the tight back passage. Stan cried out as he felt it pop in before he felt it press against his ring from the inside. It made the raccoon groan as he felt the need to poop but instead, he could only feel that knot and penis deep within him, throb against his hot wet slick insides.

Then came the flow as the thick wolf cum shot out from the tip of the canine penis, splashing about against the dark fleshy walls of the raccoon, the belly started to fill out a bit as the backwash of the cum slipped over his prostate gland, his cock jumped up freely before his own seed splashed about against the stained brickwork of the wall and both growled and gasped together.

By the end of the climax, Stan felt he had pulled some of the fur from the larger wolf's tummy, the fingers rolled the hair about as it fell. Both males panted heavily as the raccoon rested the temple of his head against the cold bricks. The large wolf behind him, panted heavily as the knot inside Stan expanded from time to time as the whole large shaft throbbed bigger as some more of the thick wolf cum spat out.

It was when the wolf slowly released his tight grip on the raccoon's hips, the claws pulled away from the skin underneath and he held the sides of the smaller male with his paw pads. The wolf leant his snout forward again and spoke quietly. "I don't want you to say anything about this, do you hear?"

Stan nodded his head, his own cock now drenched in his own cum, the thick white gooey mess leaked from the tip as it dripped onto his pants around his ankles. The wolf continued to speak more. "And as for you pickpocketing, you're going to stop that right?"

Stan frowned as he thought long and hard about it but then he nodded his head. The wolf smiled as he pulled, the knot struggled to come out as the raccoon panted heavily from the pain and with a sickening pop, the thick knot slipped out. It was followed by the very thick shaft, all covered in white gooey gunk, then the splash of the cum that came out from the raccoon's backside as it splattered onto the floor and the clothes around the ankles of the raccoon.

The wolf pulled his pants back up, zipped and buttoned up as he grabbed the tied-up wrist as Stan protested. "What about my pants?" The wolf grinned as he pushed the complaining raccoon down the alleyway and then came to a stop as two dark shadows stood there, a bright orange glow came from one as the thick dark smoke came their way and Stan wrinkled his nose in disgust.

From out of the shadows, the raccoon saw two large male lions who looked at the grey wolf and then the raccoon and the one on the left spoke. "This the one?" The wolf nodded his head. "Yes, do what you want with him." The wolf pushed the raccoon forward who stumbled but the tiger on the right, caught him and kept a tight hold as the one on the left tossed over a thick envelope. Stan watched as the wolf opened it, pulled out some notes and quickly flicked through them. The wolf nodded as he turned around and walked off.

"Hey, you said you weren't arresting me, wasn't that what that was all about?" Stan yelled at the large wolf, who stopped, turned around and nodded his head. "It was but didn't promise not selling you to the black market. Like I trust you to never steal again."

Stan yelled out loudly as the other tiger reached for a small baton and smacked the raccoon on the back of the head, the silence that came as the two large felines carried the raccoon away.

As for the wolf, he slowly ventured out from the alleyway, looked about and with a smirk, the wolf made his way back to where the stall was with the fake pirated movies and a particular fox who needed to be taught a lesson. The wolf slipped the envelope into the inside pocket of his leather jacket and then reached down to adjust his still softening penis.