A Little Side Hustle

"Freeze, hands where I can see 'em!"

"Shit, busted by the fuzz," Finnick grumbled, raising his hands in the air. 

Nick walked up behind his old friend and then crouched down. The smaller mammal hadn't recognized his voice, so the new police officer decided to have a little fun. It had been months since the two had last seen each other after all. Once he entered the police academy, he had cut ties with all his former associates. This included his long time business partner and friend. He knew Finnick was likely working on a new hustle, but given their past friendship he didn't want to just arrest him. After all, he didn't really have probable cause to do so anyway. 

"Face forward little man, up against the wall!" Nick instructed in an aggressive tone. 

"Damn cops," Finnick mumbled. Snapping back with his uncharacteristically deep voice, he rebuked him. "I wasn't even doing nothin'!"

"I know, that's the problem. " Nick said, relaxing his voice. Nick gently smacked Finnick's backside standing up from his crouch. He leaned over the smaller mammal and looked down at him, smiling.

Finnick looked up expecting to have to fight his way out of the alley, but upon seeing Nick his anger relaxed to relief.
"You pervert! I ought to report you for… Nick!? Oh, damn it! You scared me half to death you little shit!" Stepping to the side Finnick sighed and pinched the space between his eyes. 
"The hell are you even doing here you fucking sellout." 

"What? I can't see what my old hustle partner is up to?" Nick shrugged. Despite being an officer now, Nick still missed the time he spent with Finnick. Both as a partner in crime as well as an occasional fling. The two often used each other when they were in a rut. Despite being with Judy now, the fox still found himself looking for another male to play with too. 
Finnick scoffed and headed further down the dark alleyway. Nick followed close behind, keeping up appearances until they were out of sight. The two leaned up against a dumpster, facing the dead end. 

"Look Nick, I ain't got time for this. What do you want me to do, snitch or something?"

Nick sighed, placing his paws in his pockets. "I guess you can call it, the 'or something.'"

Finnick scoffed again, turning his head away. "So what then, out with it! I ain't got all day."

"Wanna fuck?"

"Huh!?" Finnick snapped his head around, in surprise. "What, is your little bunny girlfriend not putting out?"

"Aw, come on Fin," Nick said, pushing up off of the dumpster and walking in front of him. "Judy's ok, but she's nothing compared to you. Besides…" Squatting down, he smiled, now face to face with his old partner. "...I can tell by your musk you're pent up again. What do you say? One more for old time sake?"

Finnick closed his eyes and bit his lip. He hated to admit it, but he missed messing around with the larger vulpine. The ladies weren’t biting much lately anyway.
"Hrmph, FINE!" He barked. "The van's about 3 blocks up. Let's go."

… …

The back of Finnick's van slammed shut, and he locked it behind them. Since the small mammal just about lived in the back of his van, there was ample space for the two of them. A wide mattress was laid out against the vehicle's front seats, accompanied by a ball of wrinkled blankets. There were drawers welded to the inside walls for storing a variety of personal belongings. The familiar mixed scent of Finnick's musk and a little residual pot smoke filled the air. Nick chuckled and shook his head. It was exactly like he remembered.
Finnick didn't waste any time unbuttoning his shirt and dropping his pants. He chose to leave his boxers on though for the time being. Turning around and gathering his clothes, he side-eyed Nick who was still dressed. 
"Don't just stand there idiot," he barked. "Or do I have to rip that uniform off you myself?"

"Do you want to?" Nick asked, slyly.

Finnick grumbled and looked up and down Nick's body. His dick twitched inside his sheath as he took a moment to admire the ensemble his old friend had grown into. He then walked over behind Nick and jumped up kicking him across the van and onto the mattress. 

"Oof!" Nick said, as he was flung roughly through the air. Shaking his head, Nick looked up to see Finnick had leapt onto the bed with him. His tiny fists had a firm grip on Nick's collar, and he growled at him. 
"Hehe, uh Fin?" 

"Shut up!" The smaller mammal grunted, and he ripped open Nick's shirt sending the brass buttons flying. Running his paws through Nick's chest fur, a wide smile grew across his face. 
"That's more like it."

"Geez, you really missed me huh?" Nick said. The fox was still heavily teasing the small mammal. It wasn’t just to annoy him though. The clever fox was intentionally making Finnick mad to ensure he wouldn't hold back. It wasn’t easy to sneak away from Judy while they were on duty, so time was of the essence. He hadn’t lied about Finnick being a better lover either. Nick knew that with just the right push, the smaller mammal would dominate him. Judy on the other hand was surprisingly more passive in bed, preferring to lean into the pred/prey kink. Nick missed being a sub, and Finnick always knew just how to please him.

Letting his now ruined, blue police shirt fall from his shoulders, he watched as Finnick ran his hands lower and began working on his belt. 
"You want a hand with that?"

"Didn't I tell you to shut up!?" Finnick snapped back. "One more word and you're getting a cock in your mouth."

Nick smiled, thinking that his threat didn't sound like a punishment. He didn't want to take things too far though, so he let Finnick continue. The buckle came loose and the small mammal pulled the belt off. Nick smiled and watched as the tough vulpine eagerly opened his pants. ZIIIIIIIP. Now free from the confinement of his uniform, Nick's dick could comfortably peak out of his sheath and through the fly in his boxers.

Finnick scoffed and reached his right paw through Nick's boxers, and pulled out his sheath. 
"You're such a perv Nick," he mumbled, as his fingers traced around the fox's growing member. "Are you that desperate for it, that you're already getting hard?"

Nick remained silent, slightly embarrassed that his body was so quickly reacting. Glancing to Finnick's hips, he smiled to see his small friend's boxers tent forward. Grabbing Nick's cock with both paws, Finnick began gently pumping up and down on it. Nick closed his eyes and tilted his head humming with delight. He had missed the firm touch of another male so much. The way the smaller vulpine worked his shaft was FAR better than what Judy could do. 

Now fully erect Nick’s 5 inch cock pulsed with delight. As Finnick continued to work on him, Nick let his mouth drop open and he began to moan softly. The soft hands of his friend felt amazing. Every motion up and down sent familiar sensations coursing through his veins. It wasn’t long before he began leaking precum like a faucet. Pulling one hand away, Finnick licked the sweet liquid from the back of his fingers. Nick’s warm juices quickly turned him on further, and his small cock peaked through the fly of his boxers. Finnick was obviously much smaller than Nick. His length being just under 3 inches, but he certainly knew how to make up for his size. With his free hand he pulled his boxers off and threw them aside. Now completely naked, he returned to pumping both hands on Nick. 
“You like that you dirty cop,” Finnick smirked. “You want more?”

“Ah, yes!” Nick moaned, his mind going blank as he relaxed his muscles. 

“Well then,” Finnick pulled back his hands and climbed up onto Nick’s chest. His tiny member was now just below the fox’s chin. “Let’s see if you remember how to suck.” Without giving Nick time to do more than look up, Finnick grabbed Nick’s ears and thrust his cock into the fox’s muzzle. 
Nick let out a surprised “hrmph!” with widened eyes, but quickly his eyelids lowered as he began rolling his tongue around Finnick’s dick. Given their size difference Nick’s tongue could do MUCH more than other vulpines of Finnick’s size. Cupping his tongue, Nick rolled across the entire underside of the small shaft, pleasuring the entire lower half. The back of his tongue pressed firmly against the tip, causing Finnick to grunt loudly from the spike in pleasure. The large fox could do a lot more than just suck hard on his partner though. Once he was sure the smaller mammal was satisfied with the constant pleasure, Nick pushed further. The tip of his tongue slipped under Finnick’s sheath and rolled it off of his growing knot. It was both Nick showing his small friend he was still capable of doing everything he liked, but also to reassert a little dominance in the process.

“F…Fuck yeah, Nick!” groaned. “I…I…ARGH!” The time apart had been harder on him than he thought. As soon as his knot was free, Finnick exploded into Nick’s mouth. Holding the back of the red fox’s head, he shot his load straight down Nick’s throat. It was a bit premature, sure, but he was more than happy to pump his pent up cum into him. 

“Hmmmmph!” Nick’s eyes shot open wide again as Finnick’s hot seed splashed to the back of his throat. It had been so long since another male had cum for him, that he had nearly forgotten to swallow to avoid choking. Nick was impressed at how much the little vulpine was able to shoot as well. He could tell even more so now, just how pent up he had been. Smiling through the cum dripping from his maw, he gulped down every last drop of the sweet white juice. Giving the twitching shaft a few more healthy sucks, he pulled back his head and let the shrinking cock rest on his chin as they both caught their breath. 

“Oh damn, did I need that,” Finnick moaned, falling backward on Nick’s chest. The back of his head pressed down against the red fox’s still leaking cock. “You still got it, Nick.”

Nick licked his muzzle clean, and sat up looking down at his friend. Just doing my duty to protect and serve old friend. Although…” Nick was still backed up and needed release. Looking at Finnick’s tailhole he smiled. “...you did just assault an officer of the law.”

“Huh?” Finnick didn’t quite register what Nick had said, he mostly was still basking in the afterglow.

“I don’t want to take you into the station, but I can’t let you off the hook that easily.” Nick reached up under Finnick and lifted his hips up. Tilting him back slightly, Nick opened his mouth wide and licked across the smaller fox’s hole. Finnick gasped as Nick lapped across his tiny body multiple times. His tongue still wet with some residual cum, he rolled it from the base of Finnick’s tail up the the edge of his balls. After a few long laps, he pushed his tongue past the puckering tailhole of his small friend. 

“Oh fuck, NICK!!!” Finnick shuttered as he felt Nick’s tongue violate his lower body. His whole body shivered as he felt the fox’s wiggling appendage stretch and lubricate his tailhole. Though he had certainly expected them to mess around longer than just one orgasm, he hadn’t expected this. He had only bottomed for Nick once before, and it was something of a special occasion that he even attempted to take the larger fox’s cock. Yet this time felt different. Now that Nick was a cop, Finnick could tell the dynamic between them had changed. His normally submissive former partner was going to penetrate him…and there wasn’t anything to stop him. Part of him wanted to speak up, but even he was surprised by how good it felt to let Nick take the lead for a change. His tough exterior was mostly a facade anyway. Letting his ego fade back, Finnick let himself moan in Nick’s arms unashamed.

“That seems good enough,” Nick said, pulling back his head. Holding Finnick up like a doll, he sat up straight and held the smaller fox just above his twitching cock. “You ready for this big guy?” Nick smirked as he propped his tip at Finnick’s entrance. Seeing a nervous nod from him, Nick slowly lowered him down. Both gasped as the smaller mammal’s tailhole stretched open and Nick’s cock slipped inside. “Nnngh, so tight!”

“Fuck Nick…” Finnick gasped, “You’re…so big!” 

“Deep breath Fin,” Nick said, rubbing his sides. “I’ve missed you so much.” 

“Ah…N…Nick,” Finnick’s eyelids now dipped low. His mouth hung open wide, as he felt more and more of Nick’s cock push inside of him. It pushed quickly past his prostate, and deep into his stomach, stretching him out further than he even thought he could go. After a few minutes of deep breathing, he felt Nick’s knot bump against his body. “N…No way!” He thought…”It’s all in!?”
Nick didn’t give Finnick much time to think. The red fox was flush in the face with lust as he could feel his cock being squeezed tight. Without even thinking he took advantage of Finnick’s open mouth and pressed their maws together. Finnick normally might have protested, but he was so drunk with lust that he didn’t care. Letting Nick roll his tongue together with his own just felt right. With a quick break for air, Nick began gently moving Finnick’s body up and down on his cock like a fleshlight. They returned for another kiss as the friction decreased from the ongoing release of Nick’s precum. 
“Ah, h…hold up Nick,” Finnick gasped, pulling away from a third kiss. “I…Let me ride you.”

“Hehe,” Nick chuckled and laid back. “Ok, big guy. Have fun.” Nick propped him up by bending his legs, giving the smaller vulpine something to grab onto. Wrapping each arm up under Nick’s knees, Finnick took a deep breath and spread out his own legs wide, relaxing his tailhole further. Looking down over his sexy crimson friend, the small mammal smiled and then closed his eyes. Another deep breath and he then began bucking up and down while also grinding his hips from side to side. 
“Oh, yeah!” Nick moaned, as his old partner took the lead once more.

A few long and slow bucks of his hips quickly lead to more intense pounding. The more he moved, the more he loosened up, and was able to move even faster. Nick’s proportionately larger cock pressed hard against every glorious nerve ending inside Finnick’s tailhole. It was much more intense than either of them remembered it being. Finnick’s tiny cock grew hard once again as his hole was ravaged by Nick. As he bounded up and down the tip of his smaller member leaked precum as it slapped against Nick’s knot. Both knew he’d never be able to take the swollen bulb, but that didn’t stop them from finding ways to pleasure it. 

Nick hadn’t felt pleasures like this in ages. Judy was certainly tight, but she was far from THIS tight…and WARM! Finnick’s tailhole was the hottest hole the red fox had ever had, and he couldn’t believe how intense it was. Finnick similarly was feeling pleasure beyond what he had experienced before. The time apart had made their sex somehow ever better than ever! Thought he’d never actually admit it.

The van shook from side to side as Nick felt his climax fast approaching. Part of him wanted to surprise Finnick by cumming without warning, but considering how oversized he was already by comparison he didn’t want to kill him.
“Fin…I’m…I’m getting close. Pull out so I don’t…”

Finnick didn’t want to stop, but he knew he had to. He wanted Nick’s hot load to fill every crevice of his body, but that would end badly for both of them. In one final motion he gave Nick’s cock three pumps with his tailhole while squeezing him as tight as he could. Then just as he felt the larger mammal’s cock twitch he jumped up off of him and slumped back on his thighs. Grabbing Nick’s knot with both hands, he squeezed it as tight as he could, sending spikes of electric pleasure through his body. Nick involuntarily bucked his hips upward and a monstrous fountain of cum erupted from his cock. 

“Whoa!” Finnick shouted as the 5 streams of hot fox cum splashed against the top of the van, showering both of them with it. It was the most cum either of them had ever seen, and it soaked both of their fur. Slowly Nick’s hips fell back and he panted heavily. His mind was completely blank as his member twitched, continuing to leak out the last of his pent up cum onto Finnick’s lower body. Finnick smiled and laid back, eyes closed as he let the warm love juices soak into his fur. 

… …

After nearly 45 minutes, the two finally managed to return to clearer minds. They said nothing to each other as they pulled their clothes back on over their stiff cum-stained fur. Nick’s shirt hung open from the destroyed buttons, as there was no way to fix it now. The smell of cum filled the air, and both knew it would likely remain like that for at least a day. Heading for the back door of the van the two finally broke the silence. 

“Look I…” They both said at the same time. 

“Sorry, you first,” Finnick said.

Nick crouched down to Finnick’s level and placed both paws on his shoulders. “Look I might be a cop now, but I’m not gonna arrest you if you don’t mind passing a rumor or two my way every now and then. You mean a lot to me, Fin, and I don’t want to lose you as a friend.” 

Finnick was surprisingly touched, but quickly snapped back into his aggressive demeanor. Brushing off Nick’s paws he stepped back and folded his arms. “Yeah, yeah,” he replied, waving Nick off. “Just stay away from my hustles.”

Nick chuckled and stood back up. Opening the door he hopped out onto the street. Just as he was about to close the door he called back, getting Finnick’s attention. “Hey…”

“Hrm?”

“If you’d like…maybe we can get together more often for a little side hustle,” Nick winked. 

Finnick blushed and closed his eyes grumbling. Walking over to the door, he grabbed the handle and looked into Nick’s eyes. “Hrmmmm…Fine…just wear something you’re not afraid to lose next time.”

“Ha, that’s a deal. So…no kiss bye-bye for daddy?”

SLAM