Just Asking
Yeah, Zootopia isn't even out yet and already the furry community is losing its collective mind about it. After seeing Skaifox's sketch on FurAffinity (http://www.furaffinity.net/view/18385631/) I just had to turn his idea into a story. And he even gave me permission to use his sketch as the title image - thanks very much for that.
Chief Bogo and Nick Wilde have some fun, though probably not in the way you'd expect. Dunno if this'll turn into more. Maybe after I've finally seen the movie. Have fun.
A red light on his desk and a slight buzzing sound let the police chief know that his secretary was calling him over the intercom. He looked up from his newspaper, put down his coffee, sighed and pressed the button to accept the call. "Yes?", he snorted.
"Your 10 o'clock appointment is here", a sugary sweet female voice informed him.
"My 10 o'clock? I wasn't aware I had an appointment this morning."
"It's an informant for the new case. You made the appointment two days ago."
Now that she had said that Chief Bogo vaguely remembered it. "Alright. Send him to me. No calls or any disturbances until I call you back, that clear?"
"Clear as crystal, Chief Bogo", the secretary sang. "No one will get through me", she joked. She had worked with the choleric buffalo long enough to know how to brighten up his mood.
"You're the best." For a fraction of a second a slight smile appeared on Bogo's face before it was replaced by his usual frown, then he already heard a knock on his door. "Come in!", he boomed. He sighed as a certain fox entered his office.
"Hey there, Chief Bogo. Long time no see, hm?", the fox chuckled.
"Not nearly long enough", the policeman grunted.
"Aw, c'mon, I helped you guys get those gems back to the museum. Without me they'd still be lost somewhere on the black market."
The cape buffalo hated working with the fox. Nick Wilde was a trickster, everything he did was always for his own benefit. But he had in fact helped Chief Bogo and his men from time to time with valuable tips, for a substantial reward of course. "For all the money we paid you we probably could've bought them back ourselves."
"That's ridiculous, Bogo, and you know it", Nick replied with a sly grin. "Yes, my services don't come cheap but those gems would've cost a fortune. Compared to that you got them back at a bargain price."
Chief Bogo snorted. "And you'll offer me another bargain price for information on the people that have gone savage."
"Yup. And it won't even cost you money", Nick said with a toothy grin.
Bogo looked at him incredulously. "That would be the first time you'd do something without getting paid for it."
The fox chuckled. "Oh, I will get paid. It's just not money I'm after but something even better."
"What?", the buffalo blurted out.
"You bottom much, big guy?", Nick asked and put his paw on the buffalo's chin.
"W-what?!", Chief Bogo said once again, though this time he stammered. A slight blush spread across his face. Ka-ching! Nick grinned. "I-I'm straight, Nick. You know that."
The fox nodded. "Yep. Just asking."
"Don't tell me you're a fa..."
Nick cut him short by putting his index finger in front of the bigger male's mouth. "I'm sure that as chief of police you know that words like that can be quite harmful. It's the 21st century, don't use language from the middle ages. And to give you an answer: I'm bi, which gives me plenty of options."
The big buffalo looked over at the smaller creature and didn't really know what to say. "Uh... ok... not my cup of coffee but sure. Whatever you like, Nick."
"Whatever I like is sitting right here. That's why I asked."
"C'mon, man. You know that I have a wife and kids..."
"So?"
"That means I like pussies and tits", Bogo said, not really comfortable to spell it out so specifically.
"Me too. But sometimes I like a nice big guy..."
"No way", the policeman snorted, trying his best to sound angry, although his voice cracked a bit.
"The body doesn't lie, Bogo. I heard that stammer, I saw you blush. Deep down you always wanted to know how it feels."
"I..."
"Through a buddy of mine I met this big bull from Spoonerville who's just like you. Grew up as a preacher's son who told him that these feelings he had were the devil's doing. Even forced him into conversion therapy, can you imagine? He turned into a nasty choleric, just like you, because he was in constant denial of his true self. But my buddy Pete showed him that there was nothing wrong with him and now he gladly takes it up his rear..." He deliberately paused for a moment, grinning at the shocked looked on the bigger male's face. "You always wanted to try some things. But since your family expected you to be this big, tough buffalo of a man you locked those thoughts away and hid behind a facade of constant anger."
The huge, strong buffalo gulped. He was scared. It was as if the lithe fox could read him like a book. Physically that small guy wasn't any danger towards him. But mentally... Everything he had just said was true. In his confusion a whispered "How?" escaped his lips.
Nick smirked. "I may not be a detective but I'm a damn good judge of character."
Bogo quickly pushed a few buttons on his desk that locked the door and closed the blinds, so that nobody could just waltz in on them. Some of his men sometimes lacked a bit of respect. "Look, Nick... I never told anyone about this... people can't know... I'm chief of police, I'm married..."
"Woah, buddy, relax. It's 2016. Central City has a gay chief of police who's happily married to a really cute guy. And guess what? Nobody cares because he's really good at his job."
The buffalo took a long, deep breath. "Fine. You know my secret. What now? No more speeding tickets for you?"
"C'mon, big guy. Don't change the topic. I already told you what I want. And it has nothing to do with speeding tickets. How about we change places and you let me sit on that comfy chair for once?" Bogo just stared at Nick, unable to do anything. "Just for a moment."
The chief of police snorted, then nodded and moved his chair back a bit so he would have more room to get up. The fox looked at him and pointed a finger at the floor in front of the chair. Bogo's eyes went wide. "Nick..."
"That's my name, glad you still remember", the fox smirked. "Now be nice and get onto your knees."
The cape buffalo didn't really want to but somehow he found himself complying to the smaller male's request. Nick sat down in that chair, far too big for a svelte fox like him. But like he had always suspected it was really comfortable. And with Chief Bogo on his knees in front of him it was even better. A toothy grin spread across his muzzle.
"So you never bottomed but once a small fox tells you to get on your knees you do it? Bogo, my man, that's really interesting, dontcha think?" Once again the big, strong male couldn't answer, so he looked down, head hung in shame. Nick unzipped his jeans and fished out a red furred sheath. Bogo was a bit surprised at its considerable size. "Yeah, I know that look. Not bad for a fox, hm? Gets even bigger if you're nice to it."
The chief of police didn't react, couldn't react. Then he felt two paws grab each of his horns. Nick didn't pull too strongly but soon Bogo found himself muzzle-to-sheath with that fleshy tube between the fox's legs. "Do I really have to tell you to suck on it, Bogo?"
Clumsily the buffalo took it into his mouth and started to nurse it into a full erection as the fox's canine cock slipped out of it and into the bovine's broad muzzle. Slowly suppressed memories of teenage experiments came back. For a moment the fox he was sucking on turned into a wolf, a friend he had long forgotten. A painful sting of melancholia welled up in him.
Nick gently rubbed Bogo's head and spoke in a soothing voice. "Hey, it's ok. No reason to cry."
"I just remembered something... someone...", Bogo whispered, pulling his muzzle off of the fox's big erection that eagerly throbbed between Nick's legs.
"Boyfriend?"
"It... never came that far... we just... experimented..."
"Why don't you get back to work so that we can maybe unearth even more memories?"
The big, horned head replied with a slight nod and his muzzle once again engulfed the fox's cock, his broad tongue lapping at it and wrapping around it. Nick grabbed the huge horns and slowly started to push him up and down, forcing the buffalo to deepthroat him. Meanwhile he had pulled down his pants and his boxers which had revealed a surprisingly hefty pair of balls that now touched Chief Bogo's chin while his broad nose was pushed into the fox's thick crotch fur, the strong musk making the buffalo's eyes and mouth water. Spurred on like this he really started to suck on Nick's cock, exploring every inch of it. Tracing down veins and lapping at the slowly growing knot.
"Damn, Bogo. You're a natural!", Nick crooned, surprised at how good the chief of police took to the task. He pulled out his phone and took a few quick snapshots of the big buffalo's sucking head. Bogo noticed but between remembering his teenage escapades and actually really liking this his mind didn't focus on it. The big guy kept sucking on Nick's cock, bobbing his head up and down and eagerly slurping at it with his tongue, lapping up the precum that the fox's red rocket kept drooling.
"Shit!", Nick grunted through gritted teeth. He felt himself getting too close far too quick. The fox had to use all of his strength to pull Bogo's grunting head up by his horns. "Bogo, stop!"
The buffalo shook his head and slowly seemed to wake up from some kind of trance. "W-why? Did I hurt you?" As a man of a the law his first somewhat coherent thought of course went to the well being of another person.
Nick chuckled and grinned. "No, Bogo. It's just that you're way to good at this. Almost made me shoot my load already. And I have way better plans for it..."
The cape buffalo stared at him, then gulped loudly. "You want..."
"Yup."
"But I..."
"I know, Bogo. And we both know that you want it badly." The chief of police felt himself slightly blushing and looked down, once again his body language spoke words his voice couldn't articulate. "Aw, you're almost cute looking like this."
"I'm not cute!", Bogo grunted but there was none of his usual anger behind it.
"OK then. You're not cute. You're a big buffalo who's about to take me balls deep. Now show me your ass."
"Nick... please..."
"See, now you're even asking for it! And so polite too!" Nick grinned from ear to ear. "Pull'em down."
Bogo sighed, stood up and opened his belt, his button and his zipper. He pulled his uniform pants down and revealed that he was wearing a jockstrap beneath it. A jockstrap that barely contained his enormous package and was soaked with pre because he had been leaking like crazy the whole time he'd been sucking Nick's cock.
"Damn... this is so much better than I even thought... Now show me all of it."
Bogo complied and let out a sigh of relief as he pulled down his jock. Huge buffalo balls and a massive cock, dark brown in colour, almost pink at the drooling head, flopped down.
Nick let out a low whistle. "Holy hell, Bogo. I mean I was sure you'd be huge but that's a weapon of mass destruction! Or maybe ass destruction, hm? Am I right?", the fox smirked.
"Thanks." Chief Bogo knew that he was well-hung but he didn't like to show it off. Except for maybe an elephant or two the buffalo had always been the biggest guy in the locker room during college. And if you were trying to hide your attraction to other males it wasn't easy if your cock constantly made you the center of attention. His rugby and football teammates always joked about it, as young males were prone to do.
"Now lie down over your desk and show me that big buffalo ass", Nick growled, his voice now surprisingly deep sounding.
Bogo did as he was told and even reached back to spread his cheeks and reveal his pucker, a winking pink rosebud surrounded by anthracite coloured, slightly furry flesh. Nick wasted no time and pushed his muzzle right between those cheeks as he started to lap at it with his canine tongue. The chief of police grunted in surprise. He'd expected a finger or even Nick's cock but not a slobbering tongue. And as much as he hated to admit it to himself it felt damn good.
Nick's tongue never stopped and eventually forced itself into the buffalo's tight hole who murred in pleasure as the fox feasted on his backside. Feeling that slimy appendage in his ass felt weird, really weird, but really good too. "Damn...", he grunted which got a chuckle from the smaller fur. Spurred on by this Nick's tongue flew in and out of the buffalo's hole while his paws reached down to lift and grab those ginormous nuts. Eventually Chief Bogo let out a loud moo and Nick knew that he was ready.
Pulling the chief's big chair closer Nick stood on it and began to rub his cock over Bogo's hole and through the valley between his cheeks, teasing him a bit.
"Please, can you be gentle?", the cape buffalo whimpered. As tough as he was it was still his first time. And with a canine no less, so deep down he was a bit scared.
Nick thought for a moment. "You know what? No. You're a big guy. Almost four times my size. You can take it. Besides, you're never nice to anyone. Let's see if you can take some of what you dish out every day." His tapered cock slowly spread Bogo's virgin hole open who let out another loud moo as his v-card was punched.
The fox's canine cock slipped in deeper and deeper. Despite his words Nick took it slow, always giving Bogo the time to adjust to him. For a fox he had a pretty big dick and as tough as Bogo was Nick didn't want to cause any actual damage. After some time of pushing and telling the chief of police to relax he had indeed managed to push all of his cock into the vice-like warmth - except for his knot.
"How's it feel, Bogo?"
"Damn... I feel stuffed... you have a huge cock, Nick", Bogo grunted.
"Nah, it's pretty big, that's true. But you're the one with the huge cock."
"Th-thanks."
Nick moved on top of the big buffalo, grabbed his shoulders and started to pick up the pace and force of his thrusts. He rammed his cock deep into the bovine's ass who took it like a champ, mooing and grunting and growling loudly. Thankfully his office was soundproof, so they didn't have to worry about anyone hearing all of these lustful noises.
Chief Bogo felt the big canine knot prodding at his hole, demanding entry. He had to ask even if he already knew the answer. "Uh... Nick... you gonna knot me?"
"Hell yeah, Chief. It's your first time and I'd be doing a bad job if I only gave you half of the experience", Nick smirked, his voice having grown a bit hoarse. "It'll probably hurt but you're big and tough, can't be worse than the bullet you took a few years ago", Nick said and gently rubbed his paw over a scar on the buffalo's back where the bullet had gone right through him. He reached around and managed to pull the belt out of Bogo's pants. "Here. Bite down on it if it's too bad."
Bogo grabbed the piece of leather and put it into his muzzle, between the two rows of blunt teeth. Nick was hammering away at his backside, slamming his cock into his tight hole with much more force or strength than he had thought him capable of. Finally he felt a stinging pain as Nick rammed his big knot into him.
"Here it cums!", Nick loudly grunted and shot rope after rope of thick fox cum deep into Bogo's now no longer virgin bowels. Feeling Nick shoot his load sent the chief of police over the edge and he unleashed an enormous load of buffalo seed all over his desk and even painted the floor in front of it as he experienced one of the most intense orgasms of his whole life.
Both fox and cape buffalo just lay there, panting and trying to regain their breath. "That was amazing", Nick huffed.
"It was", Chief Bogo agreed, still basking in the afterglow of his mind-blowing orgasm.
"No hard feelings for me expanding your sexual horizon then?", Nick smirked.
For once Bogo was actually feeling relaxed. "No. Just as long as this doesn't get out." As his brain started working again the police officer thought back to Nick taking those pictures. "Wait, didn't you take some pictures of me earlier?"
"Sure did. So, now that we're stuck like this for a while, let's talk business. Those pics are already synched up to a server, so even if you tried to go all raging bull on me and delete them from my phone, it won't do you any good."
Chief Bogo thought about it for a moment and sighed in defeat. As much as he hated Nick for taking advantage of him like that, he did admire his ingenuity. "How long have you been planning this?"
"A week or two. It was a pretty recent idea. Glad it worked out."
"Hmph", Bogo snorted with the fox still lying on top of him. "So blackmail then? I was almost starting to like you, Nick."
"Blackmail is such a dirty.... yeah, it's blackmail. I'd rather have those pics for myself, though. Just a memory. How about we simply keep having a bit of fun from time to time? It almost seems like you enjoyed yourself."
"Fine", Bogo huffed. "Not in my office though. Still gotta clean up this mess."
"Aw, but I like this place", Nick playfully pouted. "Fucking the chief of police over his desk in his own office? Kinda kinky. And hot."
"You're pushing your luck..."
"And what are you gonna do about it? Kill me in your own office? Bad press. Really, really bad press, chief. Several years in jail with lots of guys you put in there. I'm not suggesting anything, but I like my idea a bit better."
The cape buffalo nodded. "Yeah, actually I do too... just don't go around telling anyone, ok?"
"Sure thing, big guy. As long as you do your best to keep me happy."
"I'll try."
"Sweet! Who knew this would turn out to be such a nice day. Hm, Bogo?" The policeman just grumbled. A certain red light on his desk started blinking.