SWAT KATS!
"A Hot Day In The Hangar."
Part: 2
By: Axle Furret

This story takes place in the "Swat Kats" comic/cartoon universe.

Contains: Male, Male/Male, Gay, Gay Relationship, Underwear Fetish, Briefs, Thong, Locker room, Showering, Swat Kats, Kat, Feline, Competition, Rule 34, Jake Clawson, Chance Furlong, Anal, Bareback, Cum In Ass, Forced Climax, Multiple Orgasms, Excessive Cum, Penis Milking, Sex Toy, Vibrator, Domination.

      
      Last we left our intrepid vigilante heroes, Jake Clawson and Chance Furlong, they had gotten a little hot and bothered working on their custom-built jet, the Turbokat, and blew off some steam by blowing off each other in the cockpit. Sure, it didn't fix their broken air conditioner or the wiring problem in their jet, but it sure as hell felt good.

      Jake smiles brightly as he finishes fixing a loose connection in the power circuit box and crimps the replacement of the last melted wire. "And, done!" he says triumphantly as he tosses the wire cutters over the side of the cockpit and, without looking, somehow manages to get the cutters in the toolbox down on the ground. He then spins around, grabs Chance's underwear by the waistband, swiftly pulls them down to the larger male's knees, and gives Chance's cum-damp, furry crotch a big wet kiss on the sheath before pulling back.

      "Ha ha!" Jake exclaims, leaping to his feet, "Last one to the showers has to wear the remote-control vibrating underwear for a week!"

      Jake places his handpaws on the edge of the cockpit canopy rails and deftly clambers over the edge, heading for the ground as Chance stands there, dumbfounded.

      Chance blinks a few times at the sudden, sloppy kiss to his now-exposed sheath before shaking the confusion from his mind. "What? Wait! OH NO, YOU DON'T!" he hollers, grabbing Jake by the tail to try and slow down the smaller male as he jumps over the edge of the cockpit after him.

      Jake yelps at the tail tug, almost falling on his head, but managing to break free from Chance's grip and do a mid-air roll before hitting the floor, landing firmly on his hands and feet and quickly scampering off towards the locker room once his claws got traction.

      Chance wasn't so graceful; right when he got over the edge of the cockpit, it was then that he realized his underwear was still around his knees as he abruptly and comically tumbled to the ground, landing on his chest under the Turbo Kat with a loud 'THUD!' His bare ass is sticking up in the air, and his tail and legs hanging at an awkward angle over his head. It took a moment or two for him to come to his senses before he stumbled back to his feet, awkwardly hopping while pulling up his underwear and giving chase to Jake, who was already halfway across the hangar and heading for the door leading to the locker room.

      The larger male yells irritably as he runs after his slimmer partner, "HEY! GET BACK HERE, YOU FURRY ASSHOLE!"

      Jake easily reaches the locker room and shower area first, and stands at the entryway triumphantly with his hands on his hips, doing a little hero pose as he waits for Chance, who was barreling towards him at full speed with a look of pure determination on his face.

      "Ha! I win!!" Jake says proudly as he looks at the large, yellow-furred, and brown-striped mountain of furry man-meat barreling towards him like a freight train. "Oh, crap..." He squeaks out, gulping as his eyes go wide, and he holds up his hands to brace himself for the coming impact.

      Chance has his target clearly in his sights, with a determined look of murder in his eyes, as he charges forward at top speed before leaping through the air and tackling Jake at the hips with his arms out, grabbing the smaller male and tucking up with him underneath his powerful frame as they tumble to the ground together. 

      They both roll and flop around a few times on the tile floor, wrestling a bit before Jake ends up under Chance, pinned at the shoulders and hips by the bigger, sweatier kat.

      "Hahaha! You still lost!" Jake declares victoriously as he gives a playful nip to Chance's nose. 

      Chance rolls his eyes as he pushes up off Jake, straddling the smaller male's crotch as his musky sheath bulge presses against Jake's thong bulge. "Nuh-uh! That wasn't a fair start!" He insists with a grin before leaning down to press his muzzle against Jake's to give him a deep kiss, his tongue eagerly thrusting into Jake's mouth as Jake returns the heated kiss right back. Their rough, wet tongues dance and wrestle with each other, exploring every corner of each other's mouths as they purr softly into the passionate kiss.

      Jake moans as he feels Chance's thickening cock bulge pressing firmly against his own sheath, which is starting to plump up again as well.

      Chance can feel the heat radiating off of Jake's hot, lithe body and smell the sweet musk coming off of his partner mixed with the faint traces of sweat. He licks along the length of Jake's furry throat until he finds the sensitive spot behind Jake's ear; he starts rubbing and nipping at it gently with his teeth, causing Jake to let out a soft whimper in the process.

      Jake shakes his head and playfully pushes Chance back. "Oh no, you don't! I know what you are trying to do! You want to get me all riled up so you can top me again! Not this time, big boy... I won, twice!" he complains playfully as he pushes Chance off of him, sitting up on his knees, turning around to face his lover, and pointing to the showers off to the side. "Showers! Now! Your ass is mine, loser! Get in there!" the slim feline demands with a smirk.

      Chance gives Jake a playful smile. "I wouldn't dare..." he teases, but then chuckles when Jake gets all demanding. "Yeah, yeah... Okay, okay... But I'll get your furry ass later tonight for my win, just you wait." He mock pouts as he turns away and walks toward the shower area, taking a quick glance back over his shoulder at Jake, who is still standing there, staring at him seductively. The large, striped male waggles his eyebrows suggestively at the smaller kat before stepping into the shower area.

      Jake follows closely behind Chance, grinning broadly as he watches Chance's tight, chiseled, muscular ass as the larger male bends over to take off those form-hugging flyboy briefs and toss them in front of one of the nearby washing machines. Jake follows suit, slipping out of his musky thong and tossing it into the nearby open washing machine before rubbing his furry balls and plump sheath, sighing softly, "Ahhhh..."

      Both kats step into the shower room, where there are six open showers lined up along the wall with a long aluminum bench against the opposite wall, allowing the room to also be used as a sauna as it was separate from the toilet and locker areas and could be closed off. All the facilities in their secret hangar are built larger than needed, with the possibility of expanding the Swat Kats team in the future.

      Jake saunters over to the shower next to Chance and smiles, "Now how about we cool off and get clean before we get frisky again? I'm sure you could use some cleaning up too, dirty boy," he suggests as he quickly turns on the cold water for both showers, instantly splashing Chance with the frigid water before turning on just enough heat to make it cooler than the outside air without being frigid.

      Chance nearly jumps out of his fur as the ice-cold water hits him first before getting regulated by the smaller feline. "OH MY GOD, DUDE!! WHAT THE HELL?!?! A little warning next time... WOW!!" He gasps in shock as a shiver runs up and down his spine before a more comfortable, yet cool, temperature is reached. The larger kat purrs softly as the cool water starts soaking his fur, causing steam to visibly come off his overheated body. "Oh, man. Mmmph... I was starting to feel like a boiled kat out there. Now, this... This is nice," he murmurs, leaning against the wall and allowing the cool water to wash over him.

      Jake purrs happily as he finally gets to cool off a bit next to Chance, chuckling as he gets soaked from head to toe. "You know... I kind of wish we'd get an emergency call from the mayor's office, nothing serious, of course, just because the Turbokat has amazing air-conditioning," he comments teasingly while grabbing a bottle of fur shampoo. Looking at it, he gets a devious grin before pointing it at Chance. "Choose your weapon, good sir! I challenge you to a shampoo duel!" Jake announces gleefully.

      Chance laughs as he grabs his own bottle. "Oh? Well, good sir, I accept your duel challenge!" he says as he squeezes the bottle with all his might at Jake's chest and squirts out a huge rope of fur shampoo onto his slimmer partner's chest and stomach.

      "Ahhhh!" Jake screams in mock surprise, as if he's been shot. "You have bested me, sir! But I'm taking you with me!" He says this while laughing and squirting his fur shampoo all over Chance's chest before charging at and tackling the bigger kat.

      The two males laugh as they begin to roll around under the shower streams, soaping up each other's fur thoroughly, lathering up, and scrubbing vigorously with their paws and fingers as they flop around. After a minute or so of this, they move on to washing each other's more intimate areas, both getting rock-hard erections in no time as they work themselves into a frenzy, making out passionately while wrestling with each other as soap bubbles and foam fly everywhere.

      Chance gives Jake's furry balls and sheath a good soapy cleaning, even slipping his fingers inside the smaller male's cocksheath to clean the sensitive, hidden flesh within. Purring softly, he nuzzles Jake's nose with his own before giving the smaller male some wet, heated kisses.

      "Mmph... Nnnngh..." Jake groans out happily at the attention to his groin as he kisses and nips at Chance's lips while reaching around the back of the larger male to start washing Chance's furry buttcrack and playfully teasing Chance's tight, pink asshole. He runs his soapy finger around the tight pucker a few times before slowly pressing in on the big muscular kat's anal star.

      Chance lets out a loud gasp as Jake slips that soapy finger into his tight pucker, sending jolts of pleasure through his body. "Oh fuck, Jake! It's been a while... Nnnmmmph," he moans out while Jake continues working his slippery digit slowly in and out, occasionally pressing it against Chance's prostate before sliding it even deeper inside. Chance tenses and moans aloud as his tailhole tightens around Jake's probing digit.

       Jake pulls his soapy, wet finger out and replaces it with his thumb, giving Chance's perineum a thorough massage inside and out with his finger and thumb before squeezing Chance's prostate hard, causing the larger male's thick cock to start leaking out precum in wet, slippery, hot globs.

      Chance moans softly and bites his bottom lip as Jake keeps fingering his anus while massaging his prostate. "Uuungh... If you keep that up, I'm gonna cum before you get to fire off your payload," he says with a playful grin as he looks down at Jake before squeezing the other male's thumb out of his ass with a soft grunt. Quickly rinsing off the last bit of soap, he heads over to the long bench opposite the running showers. The big guy places his hands on the bench as he bends over forward, resting on his elbows and gripping the edge, spreading his muscled, furry legs wide apart, and lifting his dripping wet tail for Jake as he arches his back and pushes his butt out towards his lover, presenting that firm, chiseled ass to the slimmer male.

      Jake smirks wickedly. "Mmm... Good point, tiger," he says, stepping over to grab a bottle of waterproof lube from an alcove in the wall between showers, placed there for just such an occasion. The slim kat quickly rinses off before walking over to his bent-over lover. Purring softly, he runs his hand up between Chance's thighs, cupping the larger male's dangling, heavy sack, and giving those hefty nuts a firm, dominating squeeze, causing Chance to tense up and groan out. Jake flicks open the cap on the lube with his free hand and starts spraying it haphazardly all over Chance's asshole before rubbing it in until the larger male's crack and pucker are fully saturated and as slick as an oil spill.

      Chance yelps slightly at the first squeeze of his big, wet balls, groaning softly a moment later from the rough play. "Mmmph, I love it when you get all domineering, buddy," he says over his shoulder to Jake. Gasping when the lube is sprayed all over his ass, he quickly adjusts and purrs contentedly at how nice and slick it feels. His throbbing cock already leaking copious strings of precum onto the wet, tiled floor while Jake works the lube around and into his slick sphincter.

      Jake chuckles. "Well, we have known each other since our academy days; I better know how you like things by now," he says with a grin while he gently pushes his lubed-up index and middle fingers into Chance's tail hole, allowing the big kat to adjust to having two digits in there before pumping in and out of his lover's snug, hot asshole with slow thrusting movements. He leans in to playfully and lovingly kiss and nip at Chance's firm, furry rear end and those beautiful dangling testicles. He grunts as he presses harder, shoving his fingers deep into the tight hole of his partner, who moans happily as Jake pumps away at him.

      "Oh yeah, Jake! Nnngh... Work it, man!" Chance moans out as Jake continues to push more of his fingers into the bigger male's tail-tunnel, causing Chance to moan and purr louder as he takes three fingers. His twitching dick leaks glistening strands of precum all the way to the floor as Jake gives his prostate a good massage.

      Jake could feel the muscles of Chance's insides contract around his thrusting fingers. "Mmmm... Should be good to go now, big guy!" he says enthusiastically as he stops finger-fucking the larger male, pulling his digits out of Chance's gaping, twitching asshole. He gives Chance's ass a good, firm swat that causes the large kat to grunt and moan again. Jake grabs the lube and squirts some more on his hand-paw before he reaches in between Chance's legs and rubs that veiny, swollen dick with the slickened-up paw to get it nice and slippery, causing the big feline to continue purring loudly in pleasure as more precum leaks from the tip of his throbbing member. Jake then slicks up his own dick with a rather large amount of the waterproof lubricant and starts slowly stroking himself.

      "Mmmph... Okay, Chance... Time to land this plane in your hangar!" Jake says with a smirk.

      Chance rolls his eyes at the sex pun. "Hey? How about fewer puns and more fucking my brains out?" he says cheekily while wiggling his ass at Jake.

      Jake chuckles and pouts mockingly. "Aww... Hey, no bossy bottoms! I'm gonna land my plane in your hangar and launch my missiles into your exhaust port, and you are gonna take it all like a good boy!" he says trying not to laugh too hard at his own corny references as he positions his slick, bell-shaped cockhead at the entrance of Chance's pulsing, pink asshole. The smaller feline moans softly as he eases the head of his cock past Chance's tight pucker and begins to press deeper into the larger male's silky, hot, rippling depths.

      "Oooohhhh! Uuungh... Fuck, dude!" Chance exclaims in surprise as he feels Jake's long, throbbing shaft slowly slide into him. "I keep forgetting your cock is almost as big as mine... Mmmph... Until you're inside me," he says while panting for breath, bracing himself on the bench with one arm and reaching between his legs with the other to slowly stroke his aching cock as Jake slides deeper into his lubed up tailhole. It doesn't hurt the big kat, but it was still a unique feeling for him as he wasn't usually the one on the bottom 80% of the time, though the lube definitely made everything better. He tries to relax as much as he can and let his well-hung lover do all the work, taking Jake's long kat cock inside him inch by inch.

      The larger feline groans in approval as Jake slides deeper and deeper inside the larger male's tight, warm, clenching hole, enjoying the sensation of being stretched by the slimmer male's wonderful, veiny penis... Just the entry alone was enough to make him start drooling a bit out of the corners of his open mouth.

      Moaning happily, Jake feels the larger male's asshole tighten and twitch around his long manhood. "You like that, don't ya? There's gonna be a lot more where that comes from," he says with a sly grin, playfully pistoning another inch or so in and out, letting the larger male know that he's going to pound that tight hole with a vengeance once they really get started. Chance nods his head vigorously while continuing to lightly pump his own hard-on as Jake slowly moves back and forth inside his lover's tight, velvety asshole, looking down at Chance with lustful intent in his eyes and smiling widely with a knowing smile on his lips, trying his best not to drool like Chance was as the pleasure makes him wag his damp tail wildly behind him.

      "Fuck yeah! Get it all inside, then we'll be ready for takeoff, flyboy!" Chance growls out as Jake continues sliding in and out of his ass slowly and ever deeper while Chance strokes his throbbing erection, grunting in pleasure and arousal as Jake works his hips slowly back and forth inside Chance's welcoming and wonderfully tight asshole, pressing against his prostate repeatedly before he finally pushes his hips forward, sinking in all the way to his plump furry sheath in one slow, steady thrust. His hot, damp, dangling balls rest against Chance's perenium as all eight inches of Jake's meat-missle pulse and throb inside Chance's silky depths.

      Jake lets out an ecstatic cry of pleasure as he feels his entire pelvis pressed firmly against the furry cheeks of the larger male's chiseled, muscular ass. His heart is racing, requiring him to pause for a moment to catch his breath while his long cock throbs with every strong heartbeat inside Chance's velvety, rippling tailhole. He glances down to see Chance staring back at him over a shoulder with wide, lust-filled eyes while biting his bottom lip as Jake hilts himself in the bigger kat.

      The slim feline bends over the larger male's back, and the two share a flexible, passionate kiss with each other, their tongues slipping into each other's eager maws as they both moan and purr in delight while Jake slowly deep-pumps his long, pink flesh-pole in and out of the other male's slippery asshole. Jake could feel Chance's insides squeezing and flexing around his sensitive member in a steady, slow rhythm as he thrusts in and out of the other male's body. Their heavy, pendulous, furry testicles swaying back and forth with each thrust.

      Chance moans happily into Jake's open muzzle, grinding his firm ass back against every forward push of Jake's hips, purring softly and moaning loudly in appreciation as the smaller feline's pistioning, throbbing cock quickly causes waves of pleasurable sensations to course through his body, making his own dick twitch uncontrollably in response as a glob of precum shoots out and splatters on the bench underneath them. All the while, his tail swishes wildly around in the air.

      Jake's long cock plunges in and out of Chance's ass, again and again, harder and deeper, fucking the larger male with full, steady, deliberate thrusts, enjoying the feel of his lover's slick, rippling insides clenching around his pistoning shaft, sending jolts of pleasure through his body and brain that make him feel like he's going to cum any second. The ruddy-brown kat starts to pant as the two males' damp-furred hips slap together with each thrust. Jake's balls clap against Chance's ass as he grunts out loud and starts pounding his dick into Chance with more force, pushing the larger male against the bench and wall behind it.

      Chance gasps for breath and needs to brace himself against the wall with his other hand as Jake's powerful thrusts start to pound him and his prostate over and over again, the bigger kat grunting and moaning out loudly in pleasure as he feels his own orgasm building up inside him while jerking his thick cock in time with the smaller male's thrusts.

      "Oh fuck, Jake! I'm gonna blow!" Chance yowls with delight as his cock begins to spew its sticky load in long, hot ropes of pearly white kat cum all over the bench and floor beneath him. "Oooooh! Fuck yeah, man! Unf... Give it to me! Mmmph... Launch that payload into my ass!" Chance says, unable to resist making an aviation pun even in the middle of climaxing as his muscles tense and spasm with each load of hot jizz he squirts out, audibly splattering against the aluminum bench.

      Jake groans loudly in pleasure as he feels his own orgasm rising inside him, feeling Chance's tight asshole clenching and squeezing around his thick cock as the muscles of Chance's insides flex and squeeze his dick repeatedly with the orgasm of the larger male. He moans out loud and starts thrusting his hips faster and deeper into Chance's slick, silky hole, driving his cock in and out of Chance's tight ass, slapping his furry balls against Chance's rear, feeling his own thick cock throbbing and twitching in the other male's rippling depths. His furry nuts draw up tight as his heart pounds in his chest while his precum starts to get hotter and thicker as he approaches the plateau.

      The smaller feline grabs the base of the larger male's raised tail with his left hand and digs the claws of his right hand into Chance's hips. He feels his orgasm finally hit, making the veins in his penis, neck, and head pulse while every muscle in his body begins to tense. His heavy breathing comes in quick, short gasps as he feels his own hot, creamy seed start to shoot out of his dick and splatter all over the insides of the larger kat's hot, clean bowels.

      "Ungh... Ahh! Uuunnnnnggghhhh! Here come the missiles, flyboy!" Jake growls out in pleasure as he continues to drive his long, veiny cock in and out of Chance's ass, feeling the muscles of the larger male's insides pulsating around his member as he rockets off string after string of his potent, salty semen into Chance's steaming hot tailhole.

      Chance groans happily as he feels Jake's thick loads of cum spraying out in long blasts inside him, the hot, slimy liquid filling his bowels as his own cock rockets off the last of its own load, splashing wetly on the bench and shower room floor while his fist keeps pumping that spasming, cum-slinging cock of his for every last drop. Moaning in pleasure as he feels the heat inside as Jake continues to unload in him from behind, leaving Chance gasping for air.

      Jake playfully slaps Chance on the right asscheek with his hand as he pulls out his cum blasting cock from the larger male's gaping asshole. Groaning out, "Uuugh... Yeah!" as he shoots a few ropes of hot jizz directly onto the larger feline's back fur and cum-leaking asshole. Jake quickly admires the mess he was making of his partner's rear end before quickly shoving his twitching, cum-spewing dick back into that sloppy, yawning asshole. His furry balls slap against Chance's butt cheeks as he starts fucking Chance again, riding out the last few butt-filling globs of his impressive orgasm before pushing his spasming cock in as far as he could go! His balls twitch and relax a few times as his epic eruption finally subsides.

      The smaller kat leans over Chance's back and hugs the bigger male around the middle, purring like a happy little kitten as he keeps his cock buried inside his lover's spooge-flooded depths, letting his dick bathe in the hot, creamy mess of cum that he deposited in the striped male's bowels.

      Chance collapses down on his stomach on the bench, causing a bit of Jake's pearly-white cum and lube to squirt and dribble out of his twitching asshole and down the back of his furry ballsack before pooling on the floor with his own post-orgasm drippings from his softening cock. Groaning and purring along in the afterglow with the smaller male still hugging him from behind, "Unnnghh... I love you, you furry bastard. Maybe I should let you win more often..." he says with a smug little grin as he catches his breath.

      "I love you too, Chance," Jake replies softly as he lovingly licks the back of Chance's neck. "You're so fucking sexy," he says with a purr before pausing, blinking a few times, and shaking the fog from his mind. "Wait... What?!? Let me win?!? Are you kidding me?" he asks with a tone of surprise and slight annoyance, glaring at Chance's backside as he keeps idly pumping his softening cock back and forth in his lover's slippery, cum-leaking hole.

      "Mmmmm... Maybe I am... Maybe I'm not," Chance says, still smiling as he wiggles and clenches his rear end, letting a few more spurts of Jake's thick, creamy sperm leak out of his stretched-out, cock-filled asshole. "But you'll never know!" he says with a chuckle.

      Jake snorts, "Oh, you son of a... Why I ought to... You know what? You're the only bastard here then," he says, giving Chance's right asscheek another rather firm smack. His cock softening to the point where he can't keep it in any longer as it pops out of the larger kat's gaping tail hole with a rather impressive gush of his hot, white seed. He moans softly as the cum splashes all over the floor beneath them, and he couldn't help but laugh at the mess that was made. "Mmph... Damn, I think I came more than you usually do!" he says proudly before sitting down next to Chance and leaning back against the blue and white tiled wall.

      "Yeah, yeah... I know... I'll have to take another shower now or I'll be dripping your payload all day," Chance says with a groan while reaching behind him to feel around his own butt, moaning as he touches his used, gaping hole while it leaks cum onto the floor below them. He reaches between his legs and feels his own spent cock as it slips back into its furry sheath, still coated with lube and his hot semen. He flexes his anal muscles a bit to get the gaping hole to close back up, grunting as he does so before finally sitting up, turning around, and leaning back against the wall with Jake.

      "Uggh... I'm gonna be walking funny for a day or two after that. Mmmph..." Chance says while rolling his shoulders and stretching his muscled arms out, "That was great, Jake," he says, reaching over to the other male with his left arm and giving Jake a sweet side hug.

      Jake snorts, "Yeah, yeah... I know." he says with a smile as he nuzzles against Chance's neck.

      Chance laughs. "Better hose off again and get dressed. We can go back up to the junkyard office and relax up there; the window A/C still works, last time I checked. And we've got some cold sodas and snacks in the fridge too," he says with a grin.

      "Sounds good to me!" Jake replies happily.

      The two men quickly clean up their lovemaking mess in the showers once more, before they dry themselves off in a custom-made, full-body, fur blow-dryer right outside the shower room, which makes their fur cartoonishly poofy. They laugh at each other's appearance before patting it down and heading to their lockers to get dressed.

      Chance opens up his locker and reaches in, grabbing a fresh, clean pair of his favorite blue and red 'X-Treme-G Flyboy' branded underwear. And just as he's bending over, about to slip them on, Jake interrupts him.

      Jake says, like a parent scolding their child, "You put those undies back in that locker right now, Mr. Loser!" While holding up a special black thong in one hand with a built-in vibrating cup in the front, molded specifically for a male kat's anatomy, and a second vibrator in the thong strap that would go over the wearer's asshole. He wiggles around a small remote-control keyfob for emphasis in the other hand between his thumb and index finger, pressing the on-button to make the vibrating underwear buzz powerfully for a few seconds, before turning it off and tossing the special underwear to Chance. "Put these on and get dressed; that was the deal," he says while smirking.

      Chance catches the underwear and stares at them. "Uuuugh... You know I have a love-hate... hate... kinda-love... hate thing with these," he says with a frown.

      "Oh yeah? Well, you'll be wearing them for the next week, so suck it up, Tiger," Jake replies with a snorting chuckle.

      Chance sighs and rolls his eyes. "Uuugh. Fiiiiine," he says, sticking his tongue out at Jake. He slips the thong on, adjusting his balls and sheath into the soft silicone-molded vibrator cup upfront before he adjusts the back so the second vibrator is over his still slightly cum-leaking asshole.

      "You better not make me cum in my flight suit again; I still haven't been able to get the stains out of it from the last time," Chance says while grabbing his blue junkyard coveralls. "Also, not while driving the truck or flying the Turbokat," he says as he starts to step into his coveralls... But as soon as he gets his feet into them, there is a loud buzzing, and he almost falls over into the open locker as the special thong starts vibrating at the max setting!

      "Oops! Just wanted to make sure they were working properly," Jake says, trying not to fall over laughing as Chance is awkwardly braced against his open locker.

      Chance groans, "Oh God! Oh my god! Jake! They're too strong! Mmmmph... Fuuuuuuck!" He whimpers while bending over and clenching his butt cheeks together as his tail sticks straight out, poofed up like a bottlebrush. Chance's eyes cross as he braces himself against the locker even more and moans out in sudden pleasure as his asshole, balls, sheath, and cock are all tickled and massaged by the powerfully vibrating undies.

      Jake laughs. "Yeah, I know... I upgraded them with a longer-lasting battery and stronger motors. You're gonna love it!" he says while watching Chance squirm and groan as the vibrators in the underwear continue to buzz at full power.

      Chance can't help but moan out in pleasure, bucking his hips forward. "Mmmm... Mmmph... Oh, fuck! Really? Already!? Mmmph... I just... Ahh... I just thought you were gonna... Uuunngh... Tease me..." he says, panting as he clenches his ass and groans while his cock quickly slips out of his sheath and up along the inside of the vibrating cup in the front, getting directly stimulated now and only making it feel all the more intense. His heart skips a few beats at the suddenness of it all.

      Jake chuckles, a big, devious grin on his muzzle. "Well, you did say not to make you cum again in your flight suit, so I'll make you blow your load right here and now instead," he says before leaning over and giving Chance's left asscheek a playful swat.

      Feeling like his knees are about to buckle, Chance groans out loudly, "Uggh... Damn you, Jake! You know how much I despise... and adore... these things!" He growls as his knees turn in toward each other. Panting and moaning as he nearly rips the locker door off its hinges with his strong arms, trying not to fall face-first to the ground as he loses control of his body from the intense pleasure being caused by the specially designed vibrating underwear.

      "Oops, sorry!" Jake says sarcastically while laughing, "I forgot to turn them off," he says while wiggling the keyfob and pressing the on-button again, causing the vibrations to start pulsing up and down Chance's rock-hard cock. "Humm... Well, that didn't turn them off... Must be a glitch in the programming," he says feigning ignorance while still grinning like a smug bastard.

      Chance cries out, "Nooo... Fuuuck! Uuungh! I don't... Ahh... Remember them being this strong... Mmmph... Last time!" He groans as he stands there, awkwardly braced against the open locker, with his back arched and ass out, in a state of near-orgasmic bliss, his eyes rolling back into his head, and his tail kinking and curling randomly behind him, nearly tying itself in knots. His muscled ass clenches and unclenches around the vibrator against his tailhole while his cock starts leaking precum all over the inside of the silicone cup, adding a slippery sensation on top of the pulsing vibrations against his dick and balls, only making the whole thing more stimulating.

      Jake laughs. "Oh wow, those are, indeed, working a lot better than last time!" he says as the pre-dripping tip of his own cock starts to poke out of his sheath. He was really enjoying the show Chance was putting on.

      Chance can't stop moaning as the vibrating underwear causes him to fall over onto his hands and knees, bent over with his coveralls wrapped around his ankles, his ass sticking up in the air, and his tail thrashing around wildly as his hips begin to twitch involuntarily from the buzzing underwear against his precum-gushing cock. "Oh! Oh! Fuck, Jake! I'm about to... Oohhhhhhh... Not again!... Mmmmmph! I just took a shower!" He yells out, "Oh!... Stop!... No!... Yesssss!... MORE!!! UUUUGH! Is that all you got!?!?!" He groans, gritting his teeth, his entire body writhing in ecstasy from the intense sensations. He closes his eyes tightly and moans in between panting for breath as he feels the pressure building. "Fuuuuck!!!" he yells out loudly as his cock erupts and begins blasting thick ropes of his creamy white semen all over the inside of the vibrator's silicone cup.

      The large male's orgasm hits hard and fast, sending waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of his body as his abundant seed quickly starts leaking out around his legs and even over the waistband of the buzzing underwear. The hot jizz soaks his fur and the outer fabric of the vibrating thong before dripping down and pooling in between his legs on the floor, as each blast adds more and more to the puddle of cum between his trembling legs.

      Jake couldn't help but stroke his now rock-hard cock again as he watches Chance writhe and moan on the ground. He really enjoys the sounds of the larger male's grunting and moaning while the vibrating undies milk out more thick, hot, messy loads from Chance's pulsating meat pole.

      Chance's muscular body jerks uncontrollably on the tile floor, his muscles tensed and quivering, his toes and tail curling up, his mouth open wide, panting heavily as he struggles for breath, while the underwear continues relentlessly milking out more and more copious wads of his warm, gooey sperm from his twitching cock trapped inside the tight, vibrating undies.

      Close to the edge of release himself, Jake continues stroking his cock with reckless abandon. The smaller kat moans as he approaches Chance's raised rear, furiously pumping his shaft while staring at the overstimulated muscular male writhing in pleasure on the ground below. Jake's gaze is drawn to Chance's quivering bulge between the larger male's legs and that pink puckering asshole, which is barely concealed by the vibrating thong strap.

      "Oh fuck, man! I'm gonna blow!" Jake moans out loudly as he lets go with a huge, hot load of pearly-white cum all over Chance's twitching, furry butt cheeks and asshole. Jake grunts as each thick rope of creamy kat seed launches out with an involuntary thrust of his hips, and splatters against Chance's back, butt, inner thighs, and bulge. Jake can't help but let a few more spurts fly out over Chance's back as his orgasm peaks before he sprays out the last few globs all over Chance's bare footpaws. 

      The larger kat's cock is so sensitive now that the vibration from the underwear is making it start to tingle. He begins to feel like he is going to pass out from the over-stimulation; the fluid being milked from his cock becomes thin and watery, and he feels like he physically couldn't cum anymore. Hell, at this point, he doesn't even realize Jake is spooging all over his ass, back, and feet.

      "Oh, mmmph... Please, Jake..." Chance whimpers softly, "Turn it off... Seriously... I... I can't take much more... Unnnngh... I don't think I can... OH! OH FUUUUCK! ", he exclaims breathlessly as his dick spasms again, causing him to fall forward onto his chest with yet another orgasm! He lands flat on his belly as he dry-cums in the devious, unrelenting, vibrating underwear... Only a tiny bit of seminal fluid squirts from his now numb cock, leaving him mewling and splayed out on the ground in a mix of sexual agony and extreme pleasure.

      Jake lets the last few dribbles of his seed splatter on Chance's footpads before seeing the larger male collapse. "Aw crap! Hold on buddy!" he blurts out, quickly letting go of his softening, cum-dribbling dick as it flings a few strings of leftover cum around while he grabs the keyfob remote from the bench and quickly turns off Chance's vibrating undies.

      "Are you alright, tiger?" Jake asks worriedly as he moves around to the front of the larger male and offers the bigger guy a hand up.

      Chance looks up at Jake with a pleasure-drunk smile. "Uuhh... Yeah... Mmmph... Yeah, dude... I think I'm good now... Nnngh..." he says while panting as he takes Jake's offered hand and pulls himself upright to sit on the bench in front of the lockers.

      "Holy... Fucking... Crap!" Chance exclaims as he lies down face-up on the bench, his legs splayed to either side, his tail dangling limply to the floor, and his hands on his stomach as he tries to catch his breath after those several intense climaxes. He closes his eyes and breathes deeply while relaxing on the bench, his bulging crotch absolutely soaked with his various sexual fluids. "What was that? What did you just do to me...?" he says quietly, trying to regain some composure.

      Jake laughs, "Heh heh... Well, I didn't exactly do anything to you... I mean... Not that much... I just left it running a bit longer than intended, obviously." He says with a sly grin, "It was pretty obvious you were enjoying it a lot more than you thought you would, though."

      Chance smiles, "Yeah... You smartass bastard..." he says with a slight chuckle. "Damn, that was intense... Holy shit... My whole lower body is numb and tingly... Like I pulled too many G's without a pressure suit," he says with a groan, starting to purr softly again. "That wasn't just a little vibrator... It was a freaking industrial power tool! I don't remember it being that strong the last time. How can something cheap we bought at a novelty sex store make such an impact? Also, why does it feel like I have cum on my back again?" he asks curiously, reaching behind his back to feel the gooey jizz in his twice-cleaned fur, before lifting his head and giving Jake the stink-eye.

      The smaller kat glances to the side, a bit in embarrassment, and mutters out in a quiet voice, "Sooo... Remember when we were fighting our alternate dimension, future selves?"

      "Oh no! No, you didn't?!" Chance asks with concern in his voice as he shakes his head, "You took things back with us, didn't you? We were told that could screw with the timeline or some apocalyptic crap like that!" he exclaims with a hint of anger.

      "Relax, dude," he says with a laugh, "You're fine. No paradoxes, time travel issues, or anything like that... Well... That I know of," he says with a slight glance off to the side in thought. "I, ah, just borrowed a few of those future power cells," he says before adding, "I already told you I modified that novelty thong with new motors, and... I... may have used one of the future power cells in it as well." Jake perks up and smiles, speaking in a boasting tone, "It is also bullet, laser, and waterproof now! When I improve things, you know I like to go all the way." He chuckles, "It seems to be a resounding success, too." He then pauses for a few moments. "Also, yes, I came on your back again... and your butt... and kind of all over your feet too..." he says as his ears droop slightly in embarrassment. "Sorry, it was just so hot seeing you wriggling around on the floor like that with your ass in the air and cum dripping everywhere," he says with a sweet little smile as he tries to act coy.

      Chance grins as he starts to sit up when he feels the sensation returning to his lower half. "You are such a horny, sexy, little nerd, you know?" he says as he leans over and gives the smaller male an affectionate nuzzle on the shoulder.

      "I am, aren't I?" Jake says while nodding. "But seriously, you're still wearing that for the whole week! And you only get to take it off to wash it if it gets too musky. Heh heh!" he says, chuckling.

      Chance laughs. "Jeez, man... At least give me half a day to recover first... I swear, Jake... If you're gonna have me making messes in my pants during the next week, you better make sure I'm not holding anything valuable or breakable when you turn these things on," he says.

      Jake presses the keyfob and turns the vibrator back on.

      Chance yelps out in surprise and bites his bottom lip as his muscles go tense again. "Oh fuck! Cut that out, you dork!" he says as he starts to groan a bit.

      Jake smirks and rubs Chance's bulging, vibrating crotch before switching it back off. "HA! Just kidding, Chance. Though, you should see your face right now... You look like you got your dick stuck in a milking machine again!", he says laughing, "Oh, man... Priceless!"

      Chance looks over at him with an amused smile. "You know I'm gonna find a way to get you back for this, right?" He says this while giving the smaller kat a devious grin.

      "Oh, I can't wait! But you better not lose any more wagers or competitions until then," he says with a chuckle.

      Chance laughs and sighs. "Ok. Ok. Fine... You get dressed and head back up to the garage office... I gotta take ANOTHER shower to get all this fresh nerd-splooge off me... AGAIN!" he says, shaking his head and giving the smaller male a squint-eyed glare.

      Jake shrugs his shoulders. "Ha! Well, don't let me keep you from it," he says with a laugh. "I'll see you up there in a short bit then, lover boy," he says playfully as he walks past the bigger kat, giving Chance's ass a firm pat and grope before he heads over to the locker where he keeps the rest of his gear.

      Just as Chance starts to get up and head for the shower...

      The Swat Kat hangar's emergency alarm goes off as claxons sound and strobe lights flash throughout the underground hangar!

      The two males look at each other with wide eyes.

      Chance lets out a sigh as he glances longingly back at the showers.

      The voice of the assistant mayor, Callie Briggs, comes on over the emergency loudspeakers, "Swat Kats! This is Callie Briggs! We need your help! Dr. Viper is terrorizing downtown, threatening to mutate everyone in Megakat Memorial Hospital if the Swat Kats don't turn themselves over to him for some sort of experiment!"

      Jake and Chance both nod to each other as they each hit a blue button in their lockers, causing the entire row of lockers to drop into the floor as two larger ones pop up in their place, opening up with their Swat Kats signature outfits and gear, posed and ready to go inside. Jake hits another button as the two kats favorite heavy metal music starts blasting on the speakers in the underground hangar.

      Jake starts putting on his blue and red flight suit costume as the heavy metal guitar starts playing in the background.

      Chance quickly tries to wipe off some of the leftover cum from his crotch and ass with a towel before hopping over to his flight suit costume to start putting everything on. But it's too late... The vibrations begin! And Chance's eyes go wide, causing him to moan softly, "Uuungh! Fuck! Jake! Not now!" he yells to the other kat.

      Jake turns it off, laughing hysterically as he finishes zipping up his flight suit. He grabs his Glovatrix multi-purpose wrist launchers and a few other various gadgets, putting them on or storing them in various pockets. He then ties his identity-hiding mask on and quickly puts his custom Swat Kat helmet on over it with his callsign 'Razor' emblazoned on the back.

      "Better hurry up... The last one to the Turbokat has to--" Jake starts to say before Chance interrupts.

      "Oh, NO! No. You. DON'T!" Chance says, interrupting Jake with a stern index finger pointed at the smaller male, "No more bets or challenges today, furball! Just get out there and start pre-flight checks!" he says demandingly, grunting as he stuffs his bulging thong into the front of his flight suit and zips it up, making his usual large bulge look even bigger with the added bulk of the vibrating pouch upfront in his form-hugging outfit.

      Jake laughs, "Heh! Alright, alright... Let me get my Glovatrix on and I'll head out," he says as he puts on the multi-use glove weapon and gadget device before grabbing a few extra glue grenades, some spare parts, and a few tools just in case. He then quickly heads out to the Turbokat jet as it automatically rotates into the launch position in the hangar.

      The Tubokat finishes rotating into the launch position just as the heavy metal guitar solo kicks in over the loudspeakers.

      Razor deftly climbs the side of the jet, flinging himself effortlessly over the edge into the cockpit, and straps himself into the back seat. He flicks switches and presses buttons to get the engines started while he checks over the various displays, dials, and screens in the cockpit.

      Chance puts on his mask and helmet, emblazoned just like Razor's with his callsign 'T-Bone' on the back. He slips on his fingerless gloves and his own Glovatrix before running out to the hangar just as the Turbo Kat's engines start spooling up with their powerful, signature whine.

      T-Bone jumps in upfront, buckling in as the cockpit canopy slides shut and locks above them with a smooth hiss and click. He hits a few buttons and taps his helmet to activate the communications-link between them.

      "Pre-flight check complete, Razor?" T-Bone asks just before his eyes suddenly cross and a loud buzzing comes from his groin, causing him to shiver and moan involuntarily.

      Razor chuckles behind T-Bone's seat, a sheepish smile on his lips. "Whoops! That was totally the wrong button! Yeah, we're good to go! Pre-flight check complete, all systems green, stud muffin!" he says, trying not to burst out laughing as he turns off T-Bone's vibrating underwear once more.

      T-Bone lets out a soft moan of pleasure before the vibrations turn off again. "Mmmph... Hey, What'd I say?!?! Don't you dare turn that thing back on when we are out in the field, you horny little bastard!", he blurts into the microphone as he tests the flaps and various controls, grumbling, "Wrong button, my furry ass!" 

      Razor giggles like a madman in the back seat.

      T-Bone flicks a few more switches to bring up the heads-up display and opens the hidden hangar launch doors in the salvage yard. Putting a gloved hand on the throttle, he couldn't help himself as he yells, "Time to kick the tires and light the fires! We got six-G's of skyward lovin' just burnin' in the oven!"

      A chuckle comes from Razor in the back: "Heh, heh... Dork."

      T-Bone rolls his eyes. "Takes one to know one, furball! Now, pucker that ass, and here we GO!" he says with a cocky grin, pushing the throttle all the way forward.

      As the launch lights in the tunnel ahead illuminate, the Turbokat's two main mega-thruster engines roar up to full throttle, blasting blue flames rearward and kicking up dust and debris behind the jet as its variable-sweep wings move into the forward launch position.

      Just as the drum solo of their song kicks in, T-Bone hits the launch button on the side of the throttle controls, releasing the jet's landing arrester, and firing the electromagnetic launch catapult, causing both males to slam back in their seats as they launch up and out of the Swat Kats hidden tunnel ramp with a force that would make most others pass out!

      The black, red, and blue-colored Tubokat blasts out of the hidden opening in the salvage yard, engines screaming through a cloud of smoke and dust, and into the warm summer night air. The custom-built jet pulls six-G's of acceleration as it rises like a blue bolt into the darkening night skies, its wings folding back as it starts to level out, almost hanging in the air for a moment, just before the third mega-thruster kicks in, quickly rocketing the two vigilante heroes off towards the twinkling skyline of Megakat City!

TO BE CONTINUED?