"What am I doin' with my life? Really, what am I doin'!?" Finnick grumbled to himself as he turned the wheel of his van, tires squealing as he made a hasty turn down the street. Back to the usual meetup spot. Back to some cheap motel. What a night, right?


He let out a groan as he glared down the street. Even his music wasn't helping him calm down. He was a grown ass fox! He could do what he wanted! ...but why did it have to be so embarrassing? Another car almost cut him off and he slammed on his horn. "OUTTA THE WAY ASSHOLE I'M DRIVIN'!" He barked out, turning his attention away for that split moment. Not like it'd do anything. But it felt nice to shout while he still could.


The remainder of his ride was at least a little smoother. Driving at night should always be calmer, but not on a night like this. He sighed as he pulled into the parking lot of a motel. Bright neon lights reading "Kozy Koala". He scoffed, but drove around until he was at the usual room he ended up in. 304. As he parked, he took some time to just… exist. The usual anger he felt had melted to embarrassment, leading him to grab his ears and pull them down over his face.
"C'mon… you want it, they're in on it, just get it done, man." He mumbled to himself, ears flicking up once more as he climbed out of the seat, walking into the back of the van. He had to get changed, after all.




Minutes later, Finnick was knocking at the door. He was back in that damn elephant suit again, hood up and fake trunk on and everything. He steeled his nerves, looking left and right. No one was out, luckily, so he wouldn't be seen. He huffed a little, gripping at the seat of the suit and tugging. Damn diaper kept riding up on him.
"C'mon Nick, damn, lemme in…!" Finnick growled under his voice, knocking once more. His ears lifted up in the suit. Did he hear footsteps? Was someone actually outside?! Panic was starting to settle on Finnick, and the little ele-fox was getting antsy, anxiously rising up on tiptoes. They were getting closer for sure. "Nick! Come on, don't make me-" Finnick raised a fist, ready to slam it into the door.


Right before he could do so, though, the sound of a lock coming undone got him to relax, even if it was for a few seconds. The door opened up, just a little, stopped by the higher up chain lock. Though the reddish-orange snout sticking out was far too familiar. "Yeesh, first he asks real sweet for this, just to be so angry when he gets his way?"


"I am three seconds away from giving you one awful nosejob, Wilde, let me in!" Finnick barked out.


"Only if I get a little toot-toot~" Nick cooed. "Remember, you're the one that asked for this."


Grumbling under his breath, Finnick crossed his arms over his chest. Normally, he'd threaten to leave. But not only did he pay good hustle money for this… he also needed it.


So, in a rare moment of calmness, Finnick fixed his mouth against the suit's trunk. Once he felt the little "horn" inside, he took in a deep breath and blew twice.


"Toot-toot!"


Just seconds later, the lock was undone and the door opened up. Within, Nick was crouched over, paws on his knees. "Awwwh, there's my handsome little man~. Now, come on in, we have a lot to do tonight." He cooed, scooping Finnick up in his arms.


Finnick started to squirm, but Nick kissed the top of his head, followed by a light boop on the nose. That was the signal. The game had started. With a little sigh, the little fox stopped fighting, simply hiding his face in Nick's shirt. Even through the suit, Finnick could still smell him. And as much as Nick got on his nerves, he could be real… comforting as well.


"Now, I hope you're ready for your little… playdate~. I brought a friend." Nick said, the teasing edge gone from his voice. He bounced Finnick a few times, properly cradling his little friend now as he went further into the motel room. "I told him allll about how much you loved those pies and he agreed to bring you some personally~"


Sure enough, sitting at the room's little table was another fox, with something covered over with a few paper towels at his side. Gideon Grey squirmed a little in his seat as he saw the two approaching. Sure, he was given good money to play along, but he wasn't told all the details completely. And, well, seeing Nick cradling such a little thing had him on edge a bit. This was the oddest hookup...
"Ah, uh… are we starti-" Gideon started to ask, but Nick quickly nodded, tilting his head towards Finnick before he carefully set the ele-fox right on the table.


"Ahem. Like I said before, I'm very glad you could stop by on such short notice." Nick stated. "It means sooo much to me and the little guy that you're here. And I'm sure he can't wait a moment longer."


Gideon's gaze shifted between the expectant Nick and, well… this little fox. This didn't feel quite right, and yet… he cleared his throat, scooting closer to the table. "Well, er, little guy… your daddy told me just how good you've been lately so I… brought you something?" He looked at Nick once more.


And Nick's reply was a kind, encouraging smile, along with two thumbs up. And, well, Finnick just tilted his head, eyes darting to all the towels on the table.


Gideon let out a shaky breath, then continued, moving a few paper towels until their contents were on display. As requested, he had brought two pies with him. One smelling of fresh apples with a hint of cinnamon mingled in, and the other made with blueberries and decorated in dollops of whipped cream.
"Ooooh, don't they look yummy?" Nick spoke, gently nudging Finnick toward. "Plenty for all of us, but the little guy's gotta get the first bite, no?"


Almost on cue, Finnick let out a little squeak before planting one of his paws into the warm apple pie, taking out a pawful before he lowered the trunk from his face. That usual scowl that he wore was completely gone, replaced with a toothy, wide smile. Finnick stuffed his paw into his mouth, happily eating up the mouthful before going for another.


He shouldn't be enjoying this so much… but it was just comforting to be coddled. Especially after the rough days. When else would he get something like this? Finnick let himself just be in the moment, scarfing down some of the best pie he'd ever had in his life. So what if this was how he had a good time? He paid good, dishonest money for it.


Even with flakes of pie crust all over his muzzle, or splashes of filling falling on his costume.
And all while he ate, Nick scooted to the side, taking Gideon with him. "Hey… this really means a lot to him. He's been having a rough time lately and, well… just thanks for playing along. Even if it's kinda weird." Nick kept his voice down low enough so Finnick wouldn't notice. "Just gonna give him a little longer and we can get to the next part, okay?"


"Yeah, uh, about that…" Gideon started. "Are ya sure he's…?" To that, Nick quickly nodded. Gideon at least seemed reassured, letting out a shaky breath. "Sorry, this is kinda the first time I've done it this way.”


"S'alright. Look, I'll take the lead, and you just join in, eh?" Nick gave the pudgy fox a pat on the shoulder, turning his attention back to Finnick. "Oh! Lil' Finny, look at you!" He exclaimed, feigning shock as he went to the little fox. "Would ya just look at the mess you made on yourself? Someone's gonna have to get you all cleaned up!"


Hearing that, Finnick pouted, tooted his little horn at Nick, and promptly plopped both paws into the remaining apple pie, shaking his head. Regardless, Nick grabbed him from behind, hoisting Finnick right off the table. "Now I'm gonna have to wash your suit, mister!" He scorned. And, once again, Finnick started to squirm around in Nick's hold, doing his best to escape to no avail.


After roughly a minute or two passed, and with Nick rocking him in his arms, Finnick finally slumped against Nick, panting as his head rested on the bigger fox's shoulder. Nick just tsked, lightly patting Finnick's back now. "I hope you're proud of yourself. Because now I'll have to change too."


Finnick grumbled a little, but Nick just kept patting him. He wrinkled up his nose, those little claws lightly digging into Nick's shirt now as he closed his eyes tight.


"And you, Mr. Baker… if you could get yourself ready while I clean him up, that'd be great." Nick said to Gideon, gesturing to the wider fox's clothes before he carried Finnick to the bathroom.





Once inside, Nick quickly closed the door behind himself, giving Finnick a few bounces. "Having fun so far, bud? You're doing great."


"Rrrr… don't talk to me like that while I'm in charact- Uuurp!" Finnick's eyes widened as Nick finally got him to burp, a blush spreading under his fur as he went silent.


"Heh. I'm taking that as a yes." Nick hummed, now laying Finnick out on the counter. "Erhem. So, since you've gotten yourself so messy… lets get you outta that."


Before Finnick could protest, Nick was unzipping the front of his costume, bringing it all the way down until he was able to slip it right off of Finnick. And that's when the little fox tried to hide his face behind those big ears.
Underneath the elephant suit? All he wore was a diaper. Given his diminutive size, it wasn't hard at all to find some that would fit him. And yet, this part always embarrassed him. He whined, holding on to his ears tightly as he was exposed. At least Nick didn't taunt him for this. However…


"Diaper check~. We can't have a soggy little butt, now can we?" Nick hummed, pressing his paw down on the very front of the diaper. Finnick gasped, tensing up and gritting his teeth, squirming against the counter as his paws went to grab at Nick's paw. Try as he might, though, he couldn't stop the bigger fox from rubbing around.


Nick's paw kneaded in, causing the diaper to crinkle. The inner padding pushed up against Finnick's sheath, getting him to let out a shaky little whine as the spot was caressed nonstop. Finnick huffed out, pushing at Nick's paw again as he tensed up, feeling his dick starting to rise out of his sheath from the attention.


"Ohoho, now what is this, little man?" Nick cooed, his bushy tail swishing around as he grabbed the edges of Finnick's pull-up, winking at the little fox before sliding them straight down. Now, Finnick was fully exposed, his rod flexing up and pulsing away while it hardened. Nick just grinned, lowering his head until his nose rested atop Finnick's soft belly. "Need a hand with that, little man~? Sure looks mighty uncomfy."


Finnick huffed, then let out a whine as he glanced away.  That nickname was embarrassing… but it also got him hard as a rock.  Nick sighed, smooching him on the stomach. "You know what to say if you want that achy-achy to go away~" he taunted, gently pinching around Finnick's tip before stroking him off slowly, only using two digits to milk the little fox. "C'mon… tell me what you need…~"


"H-Hnnngh…" he bared his fangs for a moment, but Finnick ended up spreading his legs as much as he could, making a few light humps towards Nick's paw. "D… daddyyyyy…" he squeaked out, purposely heightening his voice as he did. "Make achy go away… please…"


Nick chuckled, giving Finnick's cock a quick lick and then… just stood up. He turned and went over to a cabinet, reaching in and rummaging around. "That's alllll you had to say, little man. I gotcha~". Nick hummed a little tune to himself as he went back to Finnick, presenting a little blue bottle in his paws.
He popped it open, squeezing some of the contents out onto one of his fingers. And, being careful of his own claws, he moved it down beneath Finnick's tail, pushing it right up against the small fox's anus, rubbing it around as he worked the lube in. And Finnick's response was a weak whimper, using those big ears to cover his face.


"Awww, don't be shy… just can't have you all tense for Mr. Baker, you know~. Relax." Nick cooed, crouching down to kiss the very top of Finnick's length, drawing a moan from his friend as his digit started sinking inside. And, right as Finnick was about to moan again, Nick's other paw moved up, scooping up some leftover pie filling and popping his finger into Finnick's mouth, rubbing it along his tongue while he continued to kiss along Finnick's growing length. Hearing his muffled little friend, Nick curled both fingers, one pushing up on Finnick's prostate, the other pressing down on his tongue.


The noise that escaped Finnick then was best described as… a squeaky, squealing yelp, more suited for a very young mouse rather than his normally deep voiced friend. And yet, Nick didn't relent, his finger stroking around that tender spot over and over while Finick tried to escape. He just smirked, looking right at Finnick's flushed face as the little fox's paws pushed against his head.


"Too much~? You can tell me, y'know."


"..."


"...do I gotta use my tongue instead?"


With a huff, Finnick leaned back on the counter, legs dangling in the air as he tried getting his butt up higher. He even brushed his tail off to the side so his hole would remain on display, gaped slightly after Nick's finger had been there.


At that, Nick wasted little time, ducking down and immediately fixing his lips around Finnick's anus, paws gripping his hips to help hold him in place, dipping his tongue inside and starting to wiggle it side to side. And as he licked around, Nick let out a low, rather playful growl all the while.


"G-Ghhn! Daddy it… feels…fuc- rrrh!" Finnick huffed, having to stop himself from swearing by sticking his thumb in his mouth. This part, he didn't like. Nick just kept licking all the sensitive parts, and their rules made it so he couldn't even properly react! But, he did have to keep the act…
It wasn't fair, though. He could feel pre dribbling from his rod onto his chest. Or maybe Nick was drooling too much again. Regardless, he couldn't help but squirm, even if it caused Nick's tongue to either slide in more or bump his prostate again. He reached his free, shaky paw up, taking hold of his cock and starting to pump it. Steadily, slowly, he was focusing on the tip more than anything else, finding it coated in both precum and spit. And, maybe some of the lube.


Finnick shuddered, biting at the base of his thumb a little as he bucked his hips against Nick's paws, getting himself into a quick and constant motion, practically milking himself while he was eaten out.


As much as he may gripe about Nick messing around… damn fox sure knew how to work his tongue. Be it smooth talking on a hustle or lathering up his ass, Nick knew exactly what to do to win. He could see it on his smug, dumb face. He wanted to say something about it. To tease him for enjoying this so much. For him paying to be… babied like this… Finnick closed his eyes, bracing himself preemptively.


And yet, for once, Nick stayed relatively quiet, lightly groping Finnick's waist and hips in between those deep licks, turning his gaze down to watch his friend's stiff rod stand at its full 5 inch length. Hell, even the knot had started to grow out~. Nick smirked a little, tilting his head back and slooooowly drawing his tongue out, savoring Finnick's flavor up until it had all made it out.


"Mmm… y'know, if you keep saying Daddy… Maybe we'll do this more often. And without money involved~" Nick teased, standing up and cradling Finnick in his arms. "Now come on, little guy! We've got some more playing to do~" he stated, taking the bottle of lube with him.


Finnick grumbled around his thumb at that. He could see Nick's own shaft bobbing about with each step, and part of him felt daunted, knowing full well what was coming.





"Okay okay, he's allllll set~. Did you do the thing with the pie~?" Nick called as he entered the main room once more.


Sure enough, Gideon was still playing along. Fully naked like Nick and laid out over the bed with his legs spread apart. Half of his dick could be seen out of the sheath, a gently dark pink to stand against the reddish fur. He had taken some of the blueberry pie and had smeared it along his upper body, leaving behind the deep blue streaks of filling in his fur. Even some of the pie crust had been worked in, and as much as Finnick wanted to protest, he couldn't get past that alluring scent.


The little fox's tail was wagging away, and his belly growled once more. Even though he had eaten, and even with Gideon completely naked like that, he could only really focus on getting more of the pie. And, luckily, Nick was carrying him right on over. Gently, he set Finnick down on Gideon's wide belly.


"There we go~. He's all ready, I'm all ready, and Mr. Baker is…" Nick trailed off, ears drooping back slightly. "...on the way. No worries! I'll take care of that. You two just be nice~" Nick hummed before crouching down between Gideon's legs.


Gideon gulped as he looked at Finnick. This guy was an adult, right? Nick kept claiming that he was, but if that was so, he was doing one hell of a job at acting. Then, Finnick was licking at his chest, running his tongue through his fur so he could savor the pie. He would have said something, but that was when Nick took the head of his dick into his mouth.


His balls had been grabbed and fondled, and Nick was bobbing his head. Gideon tensed up a little, grabbing at the blankets below as both the other foxes worked their tongues on his body. He bit down on his lip, fighting the urge to arch up his back or hump into Nick's mouth, bringing his own shaky paw up to pat Finnick's head. "T-Thatta boy, lil guy, hoooh man…" Gideon moaned out, closing his eyes as he felt Finnick licking at his nipples now, latching on to the left one and nursing on it, his tail wagging faster now while his little hips started to grind on Gideon's chest.


At that point, it was impossible to deny Finnick's arousal. Even through the diaper, Gideon could feel something stiff prodding his chest every now and then. Gideon hooked the diaper with a claw, being careful as he pulled it down from Finnick's rump, putting his butt on display. It didn't faze the little guy, hardly even making him grunt as he switched to Gideon's other nipple, giving it the same treatment as the first. Though, this time, he did nip at it as well.


Right as the quick shock of pain hit Gideon, it was soothed away with several little licks from Finnick's tongue. "Hoooh man, you guys, you're gonna make me p-pop early at this rate!" Gideon fussed, getting both paws up to squeeze Finnick's butt. He had straddled on Gideon's chest as best as he could, his short rod prodding the much larger fox's nose.


"He's gunna pop, daddy? Why?" Finnick asked, feigning his ignorance again as he looked back at Nick. "Izzat a good thing?"


Nick stopped mid suck, ears perked up and turned his gaze up to the other foxes. He grinned, slooooowly lifting his head up until Gideon's throbbing cock was released with a quiet 'pop', panting against the soaked head. "Means your drink is ready, lil' man… c'mon down here for Daddy~'' Nick cooed, patting Gideon's lush thighs all the while.


Swishing his tail around, Finnick turned, crawling down until his mouth was right at Gideon's tip, holding his mouth open while Nick grabbed that shaft right behind the knot, stroking the tender spot behind it nonstop. "C'mon… let it alllll out…~" Nick encouraged, leaning in to drag his tongue along Gideon's knot.


It took only a few seconds after that, but Gideon let out a loud grunt as his body tensed up, his whole shaft pulsating before spraying out several thick strands of his cum, most of which ended up splattering across Finnick's muzzle. The little fox whined, then closed his mouth around the head, keeping it all in his maw until it pooled up, causing his cheeks to puff out a little.


And while Finnick drank, Nick smirked, taking up the lube again and pouring some into his paw. Then, just as he did with Finnick, his fingers were pushing inside of Gideon's ass, spreading around the lube as well as loosening him up.


"Aaahhhhh! W-Whoa there, easy!" Gideon shouted, the sudden pressure in his rear prolonging his climax. He tried to reach down to stop Nick, but this time, Finnick grabbed his paw instead, shaking his head, and guided Gideon's paw to his bare rump instead, giving it a shake while he drank down his load.


Gideon trembled all over, feeling Nick's digits delve in deeper while Finnick's mouth closed around his rod. He couldn't help moaning again, flopping out on the bed and breathing heavily as afterglow started to settle on him.  Even still, all that suckling wasn't letting him soften up at all. 

However, Nick moved then, taking hold of Gideon's ankles and hoisting them up in the air. "Ah ah ah, Mr. Baker. We aren't finished yet. Ohhhh Finny~? Show him how thankful you are, little man."


"Uhh, I dunno about that. You sure he can- hrf!" Gideon let out a grunt as Finnick suddenly grabbed his cock right around the middle, giving it a firm squeeze as he turned around, hefting up his hinds before sitting down. As he did, Gideon's spraying cock tip pressed onto his hole, causing Finnick to seethe softly before he started to settle, taking it in nice and slowly.


"Ghh… d-daddy, Mr. Baker's real big... I dunno if I can take it…" Finnick moaned out, his ears drooping down as he did.


With a little chuckle, Nick had to move his paws from Gideon's feet, instead grabbing hold of Finnick's hips. "Nonsense! You can do it juuuust fine!" At that, Nick pushed Finnick down until the tiny fox had taken almost all of Gideon's thick cock into his tiny hole. Finnick howled out, but Nick was guiding his hips still, making him bounce up and down.


Meanwhile, Nick took a slower approach, just steadily letting more and more of his own dick sink inside of Gideon. “Heh.  Good thing you’ve got such a big butt, huh?” Nick pointed out as he reached the halfway point. Hearing both Gideon and Finnick moaning up a storm had him rock hard and stiff as can be.


He'd been edging just about all this time. It was Finnick's night, after all. So even as he started to hump Gideon, Nick was more focused on just making Finnick ride, watching those cute little cheeks spread and jiggle slightly as the girth of Gideon's pulsing dick kept disappearing into him.


"Haah… good boys, daddy's loving this…" Nick moaned, lowering his head so he could nibble one of Finnick's massive ears. "How about you, little man? You've been making messes all night. Why not one more~?" He cooed in between nips. The only sound he got out of Finnick then was a loud, drawn out howl.


The little fox tossed his head back, quickly grabbing hold of his dick right before he was unloading as well, spraying out his seed all over Gideon's belly while Nick made him ride faster. Again and again, his prostate was jabbed, or Nick nearly had him grinding on that knot.  Not to mention, the warmth from all of that cum that had flooded his guts.  

And, while Finnick was finishing up, Nick just smirked at Gideon. "Feels reeeeeal nice to help, huh? Now it's my turn. Hope you're close, too~"


"N-Now wait, y'know I already- hghhhnn!" Gideon ended up interrupting himself with a shaky moan, bringing himself to grab Finnick's shoulders, watching the little fox's cumshots right before pushing him down further, grinding up on his ass until his knot slipped inside, locking the two of them together. Gideon grit his teeth, almost releasing a deep growl as he practically hit a second orgasm then and there. This little fox was tight enough, but him clenching around his knot like that was driving him crazy!


Nick, still not slowing down, was doing his best to catch up with the other foxes, pressing his own knot to Gideon' tailhole. And thankfully, the bigger fox was more… receptive. Nick only had to thrust against it two or three times before he, too, was locked inside of Gideon. Though he toughed it out until he felt the familiar throbs of climax coming from Gideon before he let himself peak, grabbing Gideon by the balls and massaging them throughout his orgasm.


"Hoooohh yeah, that's the good stuff~" Nick huffed out, closing his eyes as he leaned forward, giving one more hump forward before he was pumping his seed deep inside of Gideon, just to hurry and yank his knot back out. Gideon yelped, but Nick just pointed his shaft up, splattering the rest of his cum over both Finnick and Gideon's butts, coating the two in his sticky white. Even then, he pushed himself further, his paw squeezing the spot behind his knot and tugging on it to milk out every last drop he could give up.


"You guys, wooow… this has been amazing…" Nick chuckled softly, playfully patting Finnick's now glazed rump, smearing some of his cum in. "And how was it for you, little man?"


Lost in his afterglow, Finnick just grumbled under his breath. That is, until Nick leaned forward, properly smushing him against both his and Gideon's bellies. "Hrk! Watch it, Wilde, or imma-!" Finnick's rant was cut off by Nick scritching in between his ears. After leaning into the gesture, Finnick just clammed up, his little paws balled up as he grabbed Gideon's fur. And his answer was a simple little coo, followed by a slight nod of his head.


“That's what I like to hear… so, Gid, how's about another go next week, huh? I'll pay." Nick proposed, looking down at the heavier fox expectantly. "Little man here seemed to really enjoy himself~ Be a real shame to not play again, right?"


To that, Gideon bit his lip, his gaze going between the ever sly gaze of Nick, and the more sleepy "stare" Finnick had. The little fox even let out a wide yawn, nestling into the fur on his chest. "I, uhhh… well… h-how could I say no to that?" He asked, an unsure, yet curious smile coming to his face. What had he gotten himself into now?