“MORDECAI! RIGBY!” The unmistakable shout of Benson echos right through the house as he rushes right into the main living room. He sees the pair who were doing anything but working hard as usual, unless you count sitting on the couch and playing another round of Xtreme Xcape working hard.

“Oh er, hey Benson. What’s up?” Mordecai gives a casual response, not turning an eye from the television screen to notice the rising fumes from his manager’s head.

“What’s up?! Mr. Maellard’s coming over with the City to do another park inspection and this place looks like a rubbish tip!” Benson yells as he picks up a discarded sock on the ground, throwing it right in front of the two slackers and finally getting them to pause the game to give attention to Benson.

“What? But he came just a few days ago!” Rigby protested, throwing the controller onto the floor.
“Yeah, and he thought it was a fluke. I think it had something to do with the bunch of ducks that flew out the window as he was leaving which, by the way, had to be replaced!”

“Dude, we’ll get it cleaned in no time, there’s no need to wo-”

Benson swiftly interrupts Mordecai’s nonchalant demeanour of the situation, explaining that since it’s a city inspection, fines would be issued if they didn’t meet the stringent cleanliness standards. “If this house isn’t sparkling top to bottom by the time I get back in half an hour, YOU’RE FIRED!” He slams the front door with even more force than before but before the pair could get up, it reopened again.

“Oh and make yourselves look presentable. Like, put some decent clothes on, I dunno.”

…

The two let out a collective groan as they rummage the cupboard in their room, sifting through the last of available clothes for them to wear. “No I can’t see anything else, Rigby.” Mordecai sighed as he leaned back into the room. Just observing their own bedroom, he realised Benson was right. It was nothing more of a mess with clothes and the odd bit of rubbish all over the floor.

On the bright side, they at least found something decent to wear. Well Mordecai did. A white polo shirt and some red shorts that barely reached half way down his legs, whilst Rigby had to settle with something similar for a shirt and some very baggy jeans for bottoms. Baggy enough to drag along the floor almost.

“Ughhhh, well we better get a move on if we don’t want Benson to lose his gumballs again.” Rigby reluctantly agrees as he tries to pull up his awkward trousers. 

“Yeah, did you bring up the broom, Rigby?”
“Broom? Feh! We don’t need no broom, bro! Not when we got this!”

Mordecai looks over to Rigby who could be seen zipping down the fly of his baggy trousers and flopping out his dick. His thick but somewhat short looking cock that flopped about through the hole, with the raccoon chuckling as he stroked it to be half erect.

“Dude, not the time.” Mordecai groans as he walks to the bedroom door before being stopped by Rigby. “C’mon and help me find th-”
“No no, I was only getting started! Feast your eyes on this, Mordecai!”

The blue jay watches as Rigby grasps the tightness of his shaft, turning around and pointing it to the pile of clothes he normally rests on. All of a sudden, his dickhole gaped out as wide as his shaft would allow, his pink glans peeking just out from his foreskin and then a strong suction began to emerge from the hole! 

Mordecai mouths ‘What the…’ as he watches the almost smug looking raccoon’s expression and his cock begin to slowly drag a few pairs of discarded socks with its impressive suction force. The socks slid along the wooden floor before flying up and into the shaft with a loud ‘SRRLLLPPT!’ The second pair of socks followed swiftly behind. ‘SHRLLPT!’ ‘SHRLLPT!’ Being effortlessly sucked down his cock and into his sagging ballsack. 

“Sooooooooo?”The now somewhat aroused Rigby awaited his friend’s reaction. “Pretty cool, huh?”
“Duuuuuude, how d’you do that?” Mordecai stares in pure awe at his friend.

“That’s what drinkin’ Rig Juice gives ya.” He pulls out a bottle of his infamous green juice from several weeks back, still looking as unappealing to drink as ever as it was handed over to the Blue Jay. “You don’t wanna be…left in the dust, do you?”

“Ughhhh, fine! Only because my dick’s bigger than yours.” Taking a quick couple of gulps, Mordecai reluctantly drinks the foul concoction before feeling all tingly across his body, the feeling spreading to his cock that he shook out into view from his shorts. As stated, his dick was slightly bigger than his friend’s, though more in length rather than girth. “So um, now what?”

“Duh! You gotta suck with it, bro!” Rigby yelled, stroking his own as he watched his friend become ever so slowly harder. “Like I dunno, try one of those clothes like I did.”

“Oh well in that case...”

With an idea suddenly spawning into Mordecai’s head, he aimed the tip of his dick right at his friend’s baggy trousers, tensed up to copy what Rigby dick. His dickhole opens up wide, taking a few attempts at keeping it fully open and the sucking force begins with a more coarse and concentrated sucking sound compared to Rigby. Having slightly more foreskin caused it to wriggle about in the air as the jeans were suddenly ripped straight off Rigby’s body bottom first. ‘SHHHRLLPTTT!’ 

The first bit of the jeans plunged into his gaping urethra and he could feel is cock eager to suck it all down as smoothly as possible, despite the thickness of them. Inch by inch, he got fully hard both watching and feeling the jeans get slurped down his shaft like the thickest bowl of spaghetti. Mordecai tenses some more, leaking out drips of precum to soak the rest of the jeans and with a final ‘SCCCHHHHRLLPPP’ they had disappeared off the raccoons with just a bulge travelling right into his balls as well. It felt amazing.

“Dude, why’d suck up my trousers?! Not cool!”  Rigby whined in his typical tone of voice as he could faintly see the balls churning away at those recently swallowed jeans of his.

“Ohhhhhhh, that felt so good, bro!” Mordecai was in nothing short of a blissful state of mind from sucking up those jeans. “I gotta do that shirt of yours as well!”

“Well it’s not like you asked the first tim-”

Mordecai couldn’t wait any longer to begin sucking off Rigby’s barely fitting shirt with his hungry cock. He just had to feel that incredible sensation again and took aim once more! ‘SHHHRLLPTTT!’ Off went Rigby’s flimsy shirt, being effortlessly sucked up by the blue jay’s hungry cock. 

His foreskin parted ways enough for his glans to be exposed and rubbing against the polyester that was stretched and pulled by the strong suction before stripping Rigby bear naked in front of him again. ‘SCCCHHHHRLLPPP!’ His cock gurgled out once more as the shirt disappeared from sight, with Mordecai shuddering from ecstasy as it too suffered the same fate as the jeans had previously.

“Duuuude, that felt even better than the jeans did!” The blue jay moaned, eyes rolled back a bit in his head. 

Rigby couldn’t deny how good it felt having Mordecai strip him off with his voracious cock of his, no thanks to his own persuasion earlier. In fact, it was quite arousing, a point proven by him by him still being erect as he stood there staring at Mordecai. Whilst he had sucked up the odd sock and discarded crisp packet, he had never sucked up the clothes of someone whilst they were wearing it. “Mind if um, I do the same to you, Mordecai?”

“Eh, it’s only fair I guess. I’ll kneel down so you can reach ‘em.”
“Hahaha, funny…”

Rigby grabs ahold of his fatter cock with both hands, beginning first by sucking off the shorts Mordecai was wearing. ‘SCHRLLPT!’ Off they went, effortlessly swallowed up by his cock’s suction, which was clearly stronger than his friend’s thanks to greater experience with this unique ability. He could feel the silky texture stimulating his senses as they slid down his erect shaft and into his balls just as the socks did prior. Mordecai was right, it was nothing short of a blissful feeling to experience! Even Mordecai was harder than ever watching his friend suck up another bit of clothing into his dick.

Next came the shirt. This needed more suction due to the size difference, but it too fell victim to the vacuuming raccoon cock of his within no time. ‘SCHRPPPPTTT!’ Ripped off from the blue jay’s body and pulled into the shaft, his balls grew to accommodate its hefty size when compared to the shorts that were just devoured. It felt really good to suck up those clothes just now, that’s for sure.

“We gotta clean up the house with these!” Mordecai says as he rubs his own dick, hungry for more.
“Well I bet I can suck up more stuff than you! It’s all in the girth, see?” Rigby challenges his friend on the spot, indirectly a good way of motivating them to ‘clean up the house’ before Mr. Maellard and Benson got back.

“Nuh uh! But if you can, I’ll let you be player one next time!”
“Deal!”

The two rushed downstairs to better compete against each other at ‘cleaning the house’ in this rather unorthodox but simultaneously effective method. Dust bunnies in the corners and edges of the walls posed little to no challenge for either of their cocks to suck up, barely making any noise apart from the wind generated from their suction.

When the two were clearing discarded clothes on the floor, it was clear that Rigby’s cock was just that little bit stronger than Mordecai’s was. The racoon’s cock eagerly swallowed the jumper on the floor with his cock gaping wide to fit it all into his shaft. ‘SHHHHRRRRLLLPPLLPRPPLLPT!’ The force was impressive for his small size. 

Mordecai’s cock was much better for aiming at specific and smaller objects. Like those underpants and more socks on the floor, as well as a forgotten can of soda that was lying by the corner. ‘SLLRRPPT!’ ‘SLLRRPPT!’ ‘SLLRRPPRRRRRRP!’ It was anyone’s guess as to who sucked the most as their cocks devoured several kilos worth of discarded clothes and rubbish scattered across the house.

In the end, Mordecai conceded defeat. Not because he lost or that he was even that jealous of the strength of his friend’s vacuum dick. Moreso just so Rigby didn’t become a sore loser and cried like a baby.

“Ok, I’ll go and finish up the bedroom, you stay here and sort out the kitchen.” Mordecai says, now with much bigger balls than earlier and taking care as to not have them smack against his thin legs as he ran upstairs to their bedroom.

Rigby was only more than happy to suck up all the discarded rubbish lying around the kitchen floor and table. Discarded crisp packets? ‘SLRPP!’ ‘SLRPP!’ The spilt milkshake from this morning near the sink? ‘SLLLRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPP!’ That was the tastiest too! One thing was certain, they were no match for his voracious vacuum cock of his!

Meanwhile, Mordecai was just finishing sucking the last bits and pieces off the bedroom floor, when all of a sudden he spots Benson in one of the golf carts slowly driving up to the house!

“Oh shoot, it’s Benson! Rigby, are you done down in the kitchen?!” Mordecai shouts down to his friend.
“Dang it! That wasn’t half an hour!” Rigby groans as he runs up the stairs and into their room to peer out of the window as well, seeing Benson closer than a moment ago. “Quickly, tuck your dick before he gets in!”
“Ugh, I’m still hard dude, it’s not tha-”

The wheels of the cart slowing down and stopping on the gravel could be heard, signalling to the pair that they should act as naturally as possible to avoid suspicion from their volatile boss and thus, they rushed back downstairs to sit on the couch and almost reach their video game console before the front door opened. He could be seen now wearing some nice looking sneakers, though for what purpose at the time he didn’t explain.

“Y-Yo Benson!” Mordecai sheepishly said as he and Rigby watched his boss make his way into the living room. “Where’s Mr. Maellard? You said he was coming over for an inspection, right?”
“He had a change of plans, so I thought I’d come over to tell you that at least.” Benson announced “I’m frankly impressed with you two. The place is…actually clean!”

The two watched with a mixed reaction on their faces as their boss looked around the corners of the rooms, trying to spot anything anomalous that may have helped the slackers and was hiding in plain sight from him. But no, nothing out of the ordinary could be spotted, no matter how hard he looked. 

He didn’t even bother thinking to ask where the clothes he had asked them to wear were. Benson had learned the hard way that asking Mordecai and Rigby to complete a single task was a hassle in itself, so the chances of completing two were simply astronomical as far as he was concerned.

They thought they were in the clear until Benson walked up to the pair and asked a simple question with a rather heavy and worried sigh.“Alright, what’s the catch this time?”

“Catch?” Mordecai chuckles nervously in response, shuffling closer to the staircase everytime Benson wasn’t looking..
“Yeah, there’s always a catch with you two. Spit it out.”
“...If we tell you, will you promise not to fire us?”
“I…promise.”
“Show him, Rigby.”

Rigby solemnly complies, hastily getting his dick out and using its suction to swipe off the snazzy shoes his boss was wearing and were swiftly swallowed by his hungry cock with a smooth ‘SLLRP!’ one by one. Before the two got over the sensation of watching the raccoon’s cock devour yet another bit of clothing, they only got a glimpse of their boss hastily walking out of the door, slamming it fiercely behind him. The fate of their jobs was…dubious to say the least, but at least the house was cleaned!

“Well, I was expecting him to react worse.” Rigby chuckled as he finished stroking his shaft.
“Same bro. Anyways, wanna play more games?”