Agent F.O.XXX
Mission One 

by Legendary Kay Cat

All characters, items and locales from the Agent Fox series are copyright to its respective owner. 
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”Agent Fox, do you read me? Agent Fox!"
Agent Fox felt an electric shock emanate through his body as he heard an all too familiar voice over the intercom of his ship.
"Agent Fox, you have arrived at your destination, Carrot Town."
"Yes, sir ..."
Agent Fox snapped back into reality. He had been daydreaming before the words of his commander startled him, not to mention that shock he felt. The Fox Army granted him use of an elite airship for this mission. It was a ship about a hundred feet long with propellers and fins to control it in the air with a large fanciful balloon shaped like his head filled with hot air to keep it afloat. The airship was in the skies over Carrot Town. The commander chose Agent Fox specifically for the mission.
The Commander explained to Agent Fox what he was up against.
"The inhabitants are rabbits. They are the enemy. Note the long ears, short tails and their love of carrots. They are not to be trusted."
"Aye-Aye, Sir," Fox saluted. He had been selected to find an object hidden somewhere in Carrot Town, something the Commander intensely desired.
"A precious treasure," The Commander said. "The Guardian Amulet. It once belonged to our ancestors ..."
His mission was to bring back the Guardian Amulet, but there was one problem. Nobody in the Fox nation knew what it looked like or where to find it. Agent Fox was determined he was the best agent for the job and that he would find it without a problem.
Once the commander finished speaking, Fox initiated the landing procedures.
"Prepare for landing,"  The onboard computer repeated as the flames keeping the balloon afloat decreased. In a matter of minutes, the Fox Airship was now on CarrotTown ground.
Agent Fox gathered his tools as the ship powered down. He picked up his computer, cleverly disguised as an ordinary book, and prepared to exit the ship. The door to the bridge opened, and the stairs unfolded onto the ground. He walked onto the first step and stood triumphantly in the entrance with his fists on his hips. He drummed his toes on the steps to get himself pumped up for the adventure ahead, after all, they were the reason he was picked up for this mission, to begin with.
He leaped from the stairs onto the ground. His first course of action was to secure a vantage point overlooking the main square of the village. He crouched down onto his belly into a patch of grass.
"So this is Carrot Town ..." Fox put on a pair of sports glasses that were equipped with a powerful computer. A digital HUD appeared before him allowing him to adjust his focus and zoom in on things far away. Carrot Town was beyond a bridge crossing a narrow river. The tall and twisted houses were surrounded by a city wall. The lights were on, but nobody appeared to be outside this night. He wondered where exactly the Guardian Amulet might be as he scouted out the town.
"An empty house maybe?" He then quickly lost concentration and lowered his head. "I'll investigate more in the morning. I'm way too tired." He yawned as he laid his head on his arms. Victory would come soon enough, but as he drifted to sleep his mind wandered back to his original mission briefing.

—Earlier—

“Agent Fox, I have called you here tonight to discuss your qualifications for a top secret mission,” The Fox Commander sat behind a large desk made of polished metal. Although he wasn't that bigger than Agent Fox, he wore a shiny, golden yellow top hat that made him seem much taller. The way the shadows in the room shrouded his face made The Commander quite an imposing figure.
The Commander sat at his desk impatiently tapping his fingers on the arms of his chair while his youthful subordinate stood in the middle of his office and saluted him. Agent Fox had been worried he had been called into Commander Fox's office to be reprimanded yet again for abandoning his military lessons to work on his handcrafted inventions and gadgets. Sensing that he wasn’t in any danger of being chewed out Fox shifted his shoulders and started to relax.
"Yes sir, Commander, I am more than qualified for this task," Fox had been loudly drumming his stubby toes on the cold floor of The Commander's office.
“What … What are you doing, Agent Fox?" The Commander asked as the noise of Fox's toes hitting the ground echoed through the room.
"Oh, sorry, sir," Agent Fox immediately stopped. "Just stretching, heh-heh …" 
"Hm, I see," The Commander said in a hushed voice. It was silent for several long seconds. "Agent Fox, come closer."
The young fox took two small steps forward. 
"Closer ..."
Another small step. 
"Agent Fox, come forward at ONCE!"
Fox nervously sprinted to The Commander's desk, bumping into it with his whole body. He quickly backed a few inches away and apologized. His arms by his side and his nose pointed straight up in the air.
"Are you willing to undergo this task and do whatever it takes?"
"Sir, yes sir."
The Commander reclined in his chair and lifted his two furry feet onto the desk. They were bigger than Agent Fox's but not substantially larger. The black skin of the soles looked soft and didn't have a single callous. Agent Fox figured The Commander didn't walk on his feet all that much or leave his office often; he probably also had personal servants to keep his feet clean. 
"Agent Fox, your first command before I accept you for this mission—“ The commander flexed and spread his toes, "is to clean my feet."
Agent Fox raised an eyebrow. His ear flicked. "Sir, I don't understand. I don't see anything here to clean your feet with.”
"No, you little fool, you are to clean them with your mouth."
“My mouth!?” Agent Fox gasped: no fox had ever asked such a thing of him. "Bu-but, sir, they're already so clean. Why would you need me to—"
"It has nothing to do with cleanliness, Agent Fox," The Commander chuckled. "It is a test of your loyalty."
“Oh … I see, sir ..." Agent Fox gulped. He supposed there was a first time for everything. “Uh, one super-duper tongue cleaning coming right up …” The little fox grabbed one of the outstretched feet of his superior and began to rub and stroke the soles. "They're so soft and warm." He said under his breath. He touched all over The Commander's feet. Brushing away what little grit had remained. The Commander’s toes wiggled and twitched as Agent Fox massaged his soles. 
I wonder if The Commander is ticklish!
“Coochie-coochie-coo," Agent Fox giggled, amused by the idea that The Commander might have some sort of weakness after all.
“AGENT FOX!” The Commander sat up quickly in his chair. "Get on with it!" He pulled his feet back under the desk.
Nope, definitely not ticklish.
 Agent Fox got on his knees and crawled under The Commander's desk. Ready to get closer to the thick wiggly toes of his leader. He picked up the older fox’s left foot and inhaled. There wasn't much of any smell to them. There was a faint hint of musk between the cracks of The Commander’s toes but nothing unpleasant. In fact, they smelled quite nice, if Agent Fox had to admit. It was now time for the big show of loyalty to the Fox Army.
Here goes nothing … 
Agent Fox stuck his tongue out. He was at first unsure of how to go about it: should he lick the soles or between the toes? Perhaps put the whole foot into his mouth? He decided to follow his first instinct and begin with some light licking. He heard The Commander softly chuckle, and that sounded like his cue to continue.
Agent Fox licked between The Commander's first and second toes. He had missed some specks of grit from his earlier cleaning, but there wasn't much. He snaked his tongue between the pungent toes—unsure of how to move along.
“Suck my toes, Agent Fox.”
Agent Fox obeyed, happy for some guidance. He moved onto the second and third toes, sucking the second toe between his lips. The thickness of it filled his mouth, and it felt heavy against his thin, slippery tongue. He swirled his tongue around the toe in a circle, the furry tops of The Commander's toes tickling the roof of his mouth.
"Superb, Agent Fox," The Commander sighed with approval. “But tell me how do they taste?"
Fox pulled the toe out of his mouth with a wet pop. 
"They don’t taste much like anything, sir," Agent Fox said. "Maybe a bit salty."
"Do you enjoy it?"
"Yes, sir, I do ..." Agent Fox supposed he did anyway, and he wasn’t going to disagree.
“Good, boy." The Commander tapped his wet toes against the side of Agent Fox's face. "Move onto the next one; we have much more to do."
Agent Fox instinctively saluted, but it wasn’t like The Commander could see him. He moved to The Commander's other foot. He felt surer of what he was doing this time and began with one long lick along the length of the older fox's smooth sole. The small air space under the desk was starting to smell strongly of the foxes’ spit and musk. Somehow that made Agent Fox all the more excited to continue as he licked between The Commander's toes again. His ears flicked as he heard The Commander sigh deeply, sounding quite satisfied. Agent Fox didn't think his boss would enjoy having his feet licked quite so much. He sucked the second toe just like he had done on the other foot, but this time, he felt inspired to move his head up and down as he sucked it.
“Ooh, Agent Fox … you little slut ..." The Commander moaned softly. Agent Fox was able to spot something beginning to swell between The Commander's legs. Fox knew exactly what it was, and he was curious to see what would happen next. The Commander wiggled his toe in Fox's mouth. The chubby toe was already a mouthful, and The Commander's constant wiggling was making it a challenge for Agent Fox to keep swirling his tongue around it. The Commander wasn’t just getting hard between his legs, but Agent Fox could see six small pink dots on his chest and belly start to poke out from his fur.
"Agent Fox,” The Commander spoke softly. “Take my foot and rub it on your chest."
Another unusual request, but Agent Fox did exactly as he was told. He pulled out the dripping wet toe from his mouth and got back on his knees careful to not bump his head. He began to rub The Commander's sole onto his small chest. The Commander responded by kneading the fur of Agent Fox's chest. Occasionally The Commander would brush one of Agent Fox's nipples, but soon The Commander’s foot started moving much lower than the young agent had expected.
“Commander ..." Agent Fox gasped, “Your toe is touching my ..."
The Commander chuckled as he probed the opening of Agent Fox's sheath. “Move your hot, little body closer to me, Agent Fox."
Agent Fox complied quickly. He moved closer to between The Commander’s thighs; he could smell the musk of the bigger fox's fuzzy ball-sac.
“Agent Fox," The Commander's cock began to twitch. "I need for you to use your head."
"My head?" 
"Suck on the head of my cock until the knot comes out."
Agent Fox figured it would get to this point sooner or later. Unlike the toe sucking, He could, at least, understand the logic behind having your knot played with.
"Yes, sir." Agent Fox was about to lick the shaft until The Commander interrupted him.
"Before you begin, tell me do you enjoy my scent?"
"Yes, sir, your scent smells wonderful.”
"Take a deep breath ..."
Agent Fox pressed his nose against his superior's ballsack. He inhaled the scent of wet, musky fur and could feel The Commander's thick cock tap his forehead.
“Your balls smell amazing, sir."
"Good, now lick them."
Agent Fox's tongue darted out and slurped at The Commander's fat sack. It was much bigger than his own, and he was certain it was full of the Commander’s seed and ready to unload. Agent Fox could see the orbs in the fuzzy sack pull closer to The Commander as he licked them. He lifted one of the balls up with his tongue and jiggled it around. He then sucked on The Commander's fat nuts and The Commander shuddered as Agent Fox sucked and licked his balls. Fox knew what he had to do next. He let the commander's ball-sac slip out of his mouth, covered in more of his spit, and then began to lick the underside of The Commander's cock. It was so warm, and the size was the biggest that Fox had ever seen. Maybe his enormous dong was how he got the role of Commander, to begin with. Agent Fox licked and slurped the plump pole; he could feel the throbbing of the veins pumping more and more blood into the Commander’s enlarging member.
“Yes, yes, take it all into your mouth," The Commander chimed in again with more of his occasional dirty talk, which sounded more like commands to Agent Fox. ”I want you to get as much as my cock as you can down your throat. I want to hit the back of it and hear you gag."
Oh, now that's really dirty …
Agent Fox looked up into the dark face of The Commander, and he was certainly hoping he wasn't going to gag him on his thick cock like he had just said. 
“Ye-yes sir …” Agent Fox used both hands to grab the rigid rod and put it in his warm mouth. Again there wasn't much of a taste, but a thick musk. There was a sweetness as pre-cum oozed from the tip. The smooth underside brushed against Agent Fox's tongue. He could feel his knot pushing against the ring of his sheath, and he wanted to reach down and touch, but the bigger fox's pleasure came first.
The Commander let out a deep groan as Agent Fox's hot, wet mouth sucked on his shaft. Agent Fox was happy to see that his leader was enjoying himself. 
"More ..."
"Hm?" Agent Fox's eyes looked up to see The Commander's hands suddenly push his head down and filling his mouth with more of his length. Fox's muffled yelps of surprise quickly turned to gags as more of The Commander's red, hot cock was forced down his throat. He couldn't say he wasn't warned. Agent Fox's nose was deep in The Commander's lap, and his soft black lips were pressed against the ring of his sheath. He could feel The Commander's knot pulse in his sheath.
The Commander jerked his hips up as he tried to hit the back of Agent Fox’s throat. Agent Fox attempted to back away from the commander’s crotch trying desperately to breathe something other than musk, but the much stronger fox kept his head in place. The Commander continued humping into Fox’s mouth—panting madly with lust. Fox’s muffled pleas were drowned out by the commander’s groans until finally, the older fox’s thick bulb came out of his tight sheath ring.
“So close, so close,” The Commander repeated as he released his grip on Fox’s head. Agent Fox coughed and panted as he tried to gulp down as much fresh air as he could. Everything smelled like musk, spit, and cum. His tongue lolled out of his mouth as he tried to regain his breath. He was light-headed from the sharp odors and vigorous throat fucking.
“Now then, Agent Fox, you’ve done excellently …”
“Th-thank you, sir,” Fox said between gasps.
“Perhaps, I may have gotten carried away.”
“It’s fine, sir,” The young fox crawled backward from under the desk. Once he stood up, he was surprised to see that his pink cock was jutting out his sheath, but his knot remained behind the ring of flesh and fur. His eight pink nipples were also sticking out of his fur, Agent Fox ran a hand down his chest and belly gently stroking them until his hand bumped into his erection.
It’s so hard … This is the first time I’ve ever done something like this with another fox.
“Let us continue, Agent Fox,” The Commander stood up and put his hand on the desk. “Here, lie down on your back.”
Agent Fox nodded, he was curious as to what The Commander would do to him now. Licking his toes had been pleasant, but he wasn’t a fan of having his throat stuffed with the boss’s cock. He did as he was told and laid down on his back. The Commander picked up one of his ankles. Agent Fox instinctually wiggled his toes. The Commander chuckled, licking his lips. The Commander brought up Agent Fox’s foot to his face and pressed his nose between the toes. He inhaled deeply, savoring the scent of musk, and exhaled with heated breath against Agent Fox’s soles. The young fox’s toes clenched the Commander’s nose between his toes, but he quickly let go and nervously apologized.
“My, you’re such a stinky little slut, Agent Fox.” The Commander smiled. “I know that you enjoy this.”
“Oh yes sir, I love it!” Agent Fox wondered briefly if his feet smelled bad. He hoped they didn’t, but he was certain his perverted boss would appreciate him more if they did.
“First, let’s wet these disgusting paws, so that I can put them to good use,” The Commander’s long tongue began lapping at his subordinate’s toes. Agent Fox’s toes clenched more as The Commander stuck his thin tongue between the toe cracks and mimicked Agent Fox’s technique from earlier. He was much more forceful as he sucked and licked Agent Fox’s toes. Agent Fox kept wiggling his toes and gripped his shaft. He started jerking himself in time with The Commander’s toe sucking. Agent Fox pumped his cock up and down—the tip leaked pre-cum that slowly dripped down his shaft and onto The Commander’s desk. The Commander changed his approach as he began licking the bottoms of Agent Fox’s feet. He grabbed Fox by both ankles and covered his black soles in spit.
“Agent Fox, do you know what I want you to do next?”
“Um, do you want me to put my feet around your penis, sir?”
“Correct, Agent Fox,” The Commander placed the smaller fox’s spit soaked paws onto his knot. “Make sure you grip it at the base of my knot too.”
“Aye-aye, sir,” Agent Fox’s toes gripped and jerked at The Commander’s knot, but he was having some difficulty keeping a good grip on it with his toes.
“The moment that I saw your feet tapping against my floor,” The Commander grabbed Fox’s ankles and used his feet to jerk his knot. “I knew I had to feel them on my cock, perfection.”
Fox blushed—he had never received a compliment from The Commander even if it wasn’t for his inventions or actual work assignment. At least, he could please The Commander this way.
“One more thing, Agent Fox,” The Commander said. “I want you to salute me while you massage my cock with your toes.”
“No problem, sir.” The young fox held his left hand over his eye and tightened his squeeze on The Commander’s bulbous knot, pulling it closer toward him.
“Yes, keep saluting just like that, just like that, Agent Fox …” The Commander’s hips began to jerk and twitch as Fox rubbed over his shaft with his left sole. 
“Yes, yes …” The Commander humped vigorously away at Fox’s feet. The Commander let go of Fox’s feet and let his hips do the work as he pumped harder and faster with each thrust. Agent Fox tried to concentrate on keeping up his salute while also making sure he was keeping at a steady pace that The Commander liked.
“Smile …”
“Smile, sir?”
“Yes, smile for me … Show me your teeth …”
Agent Fox smiled as hard as he could with a row of pearly, white teeth showing off in the dim light of the office.
“Good boy, good boy,” The Commander gave three more sharp thrusts between Agent Fox’s soles and then, “Fuck, yes, yes, oh yes …” The Commander’s body shuddered and trembled as two hot volleys of white cum shot out from the tip of his cock and onto the smaller fox’s body. A third spurt of cum landed across Agent Fox’s face. Fox flinched when flecks of cum hit his left eyelid. A streak of potent spunk went down Agent Fox’s forehead and onto his cheeks.
“Excellent work, Agent Fox,” The Commander slumped down into his chair with his cock still throbbing even as his seed covered the underside of it completely. “You’ve done an admirable service.”
Agent Fox lifted himself off his back and smiled at his commander, still saluting with his full cock jutting out between his legs. “No problem, sir! Happy to serve!”
“Good, good, your loyalty is impressive,” The Commander grunted as Agent Fox touched the tip of his dick with his toes. “You’ve been selected to retrieve a priceless artifact from a hostile territory. The entire Fox Nation will be counting on you.”
“Yes, sir!” Agent Fox smiled. “Um, sir?”
“What is it, Agent Fox?”
“Is it ok if I take a shower before I leave?” He chuckled nervously. “Preferably a cold one.”

—xxx—

Agent Fox stirred awake, lying on his side on the cool grass. It was still night time, so he hadn’t been asleep for long. He flipped over onto his back and sighed. 
“What a fantastic dream,” He said as he looked down his chest and saw his red rod sticking out of his furry sheath, knot and all. He gently stroked the shaft, and it throbbed to the touch. As a few droplets of pre-cum slid from the tip onto his ball-sac, he realized that he still hadn’t cum since his foot play with The Commander. He closed his eyes and gripped his shaft—imagining The Commander’s soft, supple soles sandwiching his cock instead.

—Mission Complete—

Agent F.O.XXX: Mission One
Legendary Kay