“No way, no how, nuh uh! I said I wanted to be with you two, not dating someone else!” Finnick barked, gripping tight into Nick’s shirt collar as he growled at the bigger fox. “If I wanted someone else, I woulda been found em!” Nick, holding up his paws to defend himself, did his best to stay calm. “Hey, hey! No one’s saying you have to make it official! I just thought my little buddy might need more than me to hang out with, y’know?” He reached up, softly cupping Finnick’s cheeks as the small fox bared his fangs. “Look. Just… give it a shot, okay? If it doesn't work out, then I promise it’ll be the three of us. And Judy's totally fine having you as a partner, too.” Finnick continued to growl, but he soon went quiet, ears drooping back as he huffed through his nose. “Fine, Wilde… one shot, and that’s it. If this goes sideways, I'm bitin’ off your face. Who do you have in mind, anyway?” “You like being on top of big guys, don’t ya?” Nick flashed his trademark smirk. “Trust me, I know someone reeeal big who’d love to have someone take charge. I’ll get you his number and you guys can have fun at the Springs~. I'll even buy lunch for a whole month if you have a bad time!” “Mmf… don't you do anything to embarrass me then.” Finnick stated as he looked to the side. “...how big is he?” ________________ Of course. Why’d he have to trust Nick? He should have been more stern or something! It was one thing to have him play matchmaker, but this wasn't what he meant by “big” at all! Finnick was parked outside of Mystic Springs Oasis, scrolling through his phone with a scowl on his face. Going back through the messages he’d sent, it was all going well up until they shared pics of each other. Nick said this guy was a cop! Not only that, but the most “big” on him was his gut! Some tubby cheetah dude was waiting for him inside now, and Finnick didn't have the guts to turn him down. He already said he’d give it a chance, but Nick could have given him a heads up! Letting out a heavy sigh, Finnick pocketed his phone and rested his head on the steering wheel. Ben seemed real eager, at least… and he didn't ghost him as soon as he saw how small he was. That had to account for something. “Alright, alright, you got this. You’ve done hookups before, what’s gonna stop you now?” Finnick spoke to himself, steeling his nerves as he took in a deep breath. He had Nick order something ahead that’d help him out anyways. *………* “Saaaaay, lil dude! You're without the big fox today, ain'tcha? Hey, I saw someone earlier saying he’d be waitin’ for you in-” “Yeah yeah, I know! Don’t blab it out loud!” Finnick was quick to interrupt Yax, looking around the entry room as the door slid closed behind him. “Just… what room is he in?” Yax tsked, shaking his shaggy mane. “Harsh vibe, lil dude. Hope your meetup adds some mellow to your day.” He replied, never losing any of his own mellow tone. “All the way back to room 516. Don’t worry, don’t worry. Everything requested has been delivered!” With a clasp of his hooves, he moved from behind his desk, bent forward as he opened the door open to the back rooms. Finnick muttered under his breath, but otherwise made himself relax. “Thanks just… nervous.” He grunted out, ears laying flat as he stomped on through. Yax gave an understanding nod, easily taking the lead as he made his way down the hall. “Don't blame ya, these kinda things happen! Never know how the first meeting will go. No judging, no judging, but your… friend, well, he’s a lil…” “Fat? Yea. But I’ll make it work.” Finnick snorted. “Well, I was gonna say timid, but I guess you took that cake earlier.” Yax teased with a light smile. “Change is good and all that. Gotta wonder… why you're making such a big one, though, y’know?” Finnick looked to his feet now as he continued down the path. He had to walk about twice as fast as Yax, and that was just to avoid the flies. “Hmph. Try everything, I guess.” He huffed out as he was guided to the locker room, where Yax left him to his own devices. Now on his own, Finnick just let out a heavy sigh as he went over to one of the open lockers “C’mon man, you got this! Don’t think about Wilde. Don’t think about his little bunny. And don't mess this up!” He growled at himself as he stripped naked. “Pfeh. How bad can it be anyways?” He snorted. He’d be the one in charge anyways. And he’d be able to rub this all in Nick’s stupid smug face later! *………* “Oh. Em. Goodness! I knew you were a little guy, but gosh this is just so cute! Like, just look at you, you’re like… baby sized!” This was awful. As soon as Finnick got in the room, he found himself scooped up off the ground and being hoisted around by the big flabby cheetah. For someone that big, he sure as hell could be fast! “I ain’t cute, and I ain't no baby! Now set me down!” Finnick barked out, squirming around in Benjamin’s hold. “Jeez, what, it's your first time seeing someone small or something?” “Hehe, I guess you are! You’re smaller than Judy is! Oh, but is cute something you don't say to foxes too…?” Benjamin squeezed Finnick to his soft chest for a few seconds, then set the tiny fox down on the bed. “I’m sorry, I just got really excited when you actually agreed to meet here…” “Yeah yeah, lotta firsts all around. Let's just get to it first, eh?” Finnick huffed as he brushed down his fur. All that hugging was weird coming from someone that wasn't Nick. “Then we’ll discuss… all that snuggly… mushy mess.” Benjamin gave a slow nod as he looked all over Finnick. “‘Kay, so… how do you wanna…?” He asked, moving around so he could slump down on the bed. It creaked loudly under his weight, but otherwise stood sturdy. It even made Finnick stumble, dropping down on all fours. “Hrf! Know what, I got a goooood idea.” The fennec huffed out. “Let's get pass the awkward stuff. On your back, chunky, let's see what that mouth can do.” He hardly gave Benjamin the time to obey before he was crawling up his belly. And when he did, all that wobbling made it hard to stay up straight! However, the way his paws just squished into all that fat and fur… A blush was starting under Finnick’s fur as he settled on top of Ben’s chest, looking right at his face with his legs spread. “And… I don’t wanna hear anythin’ about size! I’m very aware of the difference.” “Y’know, Nick said you were a grumpy lil guy, and he was right.” Ben pointed out as he looked down between Finnick’s legs. Sure enough, the little fennec was… appropriately sized. Pretty cute to look at, really! But Finnick growling again got him to go further. “Luckily he told me how to take care of that, too.” “The hell you talkin’ abo- ooohh!!” Finnick's angry tone was quickly ebbing away. Once more, he was being held by the fat cheetah, however, this time he couldn't move his arms! Not only that, but all of his junk was inside of Ben’s mouth! Sheath, balls, everything was surrounded in nothing but warm wetness, and a tongue that was pushed up against it all. Finnick wanted to squirm more, but he just found himself melting instead. Ben’s tongue may have been a little rough, but it just made it feel like his sheath was being groomed more than anything. Starting all the way down at his balls and gliding up to the very tip of his sheath and back again, Finnick found himself grasping at Ben’s chest for support as a moan slipped out of him. “H-Hoooohkaaay, this is… this is good… keep it up…!” Finnick moaned, his big ears laying flat on his head. And he thought Judy could use her mouth… “Rrrhf, that's right, riiiight there~” he growled through gritted teeth. The way that big tongue just lolled about against his sheath had Finnick standing hard in little time, and he had already leaked a few globs of pre for Ben to lick up. “That’s it, lardy, give it a good cleanin’~” Finnick growled out, leaning towards Benjamin’s mouth as he started to hump. Down below, Ben lifted up his hips, grunting softly around Finnick's cock as he adjusted himself. The little fox’s insults were just getting him stiff, his barbed length halfway out of its sheath. To think this little guy was, well, big for his size~! Not that he was having trouble with it, of course. Even with Finnick’s little hips rocking against his face, the tip only reached halfway on his tongue. That at least let him savor the taste of his pre~. It wasn't much, but the salty and sweet hints he could find were enough to get him to gulp it down. Peeking down at Ben’s face, Finnick couldn't help but grin at the sight. This big guy was needy~. He was suckling like he hadn't had a good dick in a while! Wiggling his arms free, Finnick leaned in and grabbed hold of Ben’s ears, tugging on them as he stood proud atop the cheetah’s flabby chest. “Ya like the way it tastes, don’t ya~? Let's give the kitty his milk then!” He groaned, fangs grit as he picked up his pace. Every time he pulled back was a fight with Ben suckling on him harder to draw his cock back in. Nick may have had a mouth on him, but Ben was quickly outclassing him~. That tongue was divine, still working against his balls and sheath no matter how much he moved. “Hrrrff… purr for daddy, kitty~” Finnick growled as he tugged one of Ben’s ears, driving himself back in until he hilted Benjamin’s mouth, the cheetah’s nose buried into the fuzz of his belly. “Nice and loud for me to hear~!” Benjamin, smiling a little, complied and started to purr as demanded, huffing softly against all that fur. Finnick was a lot more fun when he wasn't such a grump~. He sat up in bed then, both of his paws going to support the little fox, one easily covering his butt while the other was under his feet to keep him up. With his new, sturdier platform, Finnick was able to pick up speed again, tugging both of Ben’s ears as his head tilted back, letting out another shaky moan. Damn cat was trying to drive him over real quick. “A-All that suckin’, you must… reeeally want that milk, kitten~”. “Mhm, mhm~!” Ben did his best to nod, peeked up at Finnick once more, still purring away as he nursed on that little cock. Within moments, he felt that bulge at the base begin to grow, and Finnick’s humping picked up in speed once more, his deep voice starting to get a bit higher as he started to whine. Feeling it grow up against his tongue, Ben quickly opened his maw, letting Finnick go free. Before he could fuss, though, Ben was stroking him off, using just a finger and a thumb to do so while his other paw was still holding Finnick up to his face. “Gah… oh man, I’ve never seen one of these up close before!” He stated with glee, focusing all his rubbing specifically on Finnick's knot as it continued to grow. “Nick said something like it, but how does it feel? Does it hurt coming out? Is it sensitive? Do you-” “Hnnnrghh!!” Finnick’s sudden groan interrupted Benny, his claws digging into the cheetah’s ears as his back arched up. “Fuck! Open your mouth!” A few quick humps later, and Finnick was spraying out his load right on Ben’s tongue. “Tighterrr…” he growled, bowing his head as Ben helped milk out his orgasm. Cheap trick, messing with his knot like that… but he wasn't gonna complain. Especially when Benjamin had closed his mouth again, sucking out whatever he had to give. He watched those eyes flutter before their gazes locked again, feeling Ben’s other paw rubbing his back as he continued to feed. “H-Hope you know… we ain't done.” Finnick mumbled out, slumping against the cheetah’s face. Ben waited until he felt Finnick’s shaft stop twitching about, giving it a few more drawn out licks before he finally swallowed. Kinda sweet, kinda salty, and a bit tart… but overall, Benjamin smiled as all that sticky warmth flowed down his throat. “Big load for a little guy! Must’ve felt reeeeal good coming out.” “Don’t… call me that…” Finnick panted. As he was recovering, he couldn't help but grind on Ben’s face. Afterglow was setting in, but he wasn't going soft at all. “Now do daddy a favor and, hooh…, get that ass up in the air.” He huffed as he climbed off the bed, going over to the dresser. “Aww… I’m not in trouble for making you shoot so soon, right “daddy”?” Ben cooed playfully, letting out a little laugh before doing as he was told. Finnick grumbled to himself as he leaned into the drawer. The size difference between them was obvious. As much as he’d want to brag, there was no way he’d fully please Ben on his own. But, it is what it is. Inside was a rather large dog style dildo, knot and everything, big enough to reach Finnick’s chest while it was on the floor. With it, a harness that had a socket to fit the toy’s base. And a bottle of lube that even he had to think was too much. Gathering it all in his arms, Finnick turned back to the bed. “Alright fatty, let's see wha….” He trailed off as he gazed up. If ass were cake, Benjamin was an entire bakery. Hips swaying, cheeks wobbling, and tail curled up out the way, Ben stayed on full display, a paw reaching back to nudge his balls and cock back so they’d point to Finnick. “Like what you see, daddy~?” He cooed. “Don't you ever fuckin’ diet.” Finnick responded, grunting as he climbed up on the bed again for a closer view. This was certainly one of his bigger weaknesses. His dick had started to throb once more, pointing straight up as he took in the sight. “I dunno if I wanna loosen you up or just eat!” “I don't mind waiting a little more, if you want~” Ben lowered his hips so that his butt would be closer to Finnick’s face, giving it a playful shake to make his plump body jiggle. “This is a lot more fun than I expected!” “Yea yea, whatever you say. Just keep callin’ me daddy, we’ll see where it goes.” Finnick let out a grunt as he grabbed hold of those thick cheeks, halting them apart until he could get a good view of Ben’s hole. It was a nice reddish-pink shade, puckered up and clenched on nothing. He had to stand on tiptoes to get close, but the smell sure was worth it. The musk of sweat and lust was driving Finnick, a jet of pre spraying out of his tip and landing on Ben’s balls. “Rrrr… let's see how much you can take.” Finnick opened the lube bottle, getting a very generous amount of the slick stuff all over his paw and then some, the faint scent of blueberries now mingling in as it dripped down his arm. He’ll have to mess with Nick about this later. For now… “Get back to purring. I’m gonna enjoy this.” Finnick said with a grin as he put his soaked paw up against Benjamin’s hole, his fingers sliding in without a problem and sinking in further, past his wrist. So… hot! And wet and tight! The way Ben’s walls suddenly gripped down on him caused Finnick to yip at first. Benjamin just moaned, his back arching and his tail sticking straight up as Finnick sunk in all the way to his elbow. “F-Finn! Oh gosh that feels so- Aahh!!” Benjamin's blissful moan was interrupted by a yelp as he felt Finnick bite him on the butt. However, the spot was immediately being licked afterwards, causing the spike of pain to fade into a mild tingle. “What’d I tell you? Long as I’m in charge, you call me daddy. Now keep yowlin’ like you mean it!” Finnick grunted as he started to pump his arm in and out, fighting against his walls when they squeezed down. As he got into a steady rhythm of that, his free paw went down to focus on Ben’s cock. It was weird, seeing all those weird points at the top of it, so Finnick just grabbed it behind the head, doing his best to milk it while keeping his other arm moving. What a workout… “Moan kitty… tell me how you want it~” “M-More daddy, please~. Rub it right there!” Ben moaned out loud, tilting his head back and shoving his ass closer to Finnick’s intrusive paw, helping get it in even deeper. “Hooohh… you’re getting so f-faaaar~” “Damn right I am~” Finnick growled out as he leaned his head up. As he was working his arm in again, he gave the outer rim of Ben’s hole a slow lick, savoring the combined taste of musk and blueberry, his fingers now pressing into Ben’s inner walls to help stretch him more. “Lemme know when that kitty dick wants to spray, cuz I can feel how much it's throbbing~” Finnick continued to lick away, panting heavily in between each. All this moving was like one big workout… Benjamin nodded, starting to purr once more as he gently rocked his hips back and forth in sync with Finnick’s paw. Just a little bit further… he bit his lip, flagging his tail up as he reached his paws back, spreading his cheeks apart as much as he could. “Rrf, hope ya know this toy’s going in much deeper.” Finnick pointed out. He drew his hand back, leaving only his fingers inside. As he balled them into a fist, he released Ben’s cock in order to stroke himself off, keeping his shaft at full length while he buried his arm in one more time. This time, he only stopped when he was almost at his shoulder, feeling around for Ben’s prostate as the big cheetah mewled and yowled out his pleasure. Alas, he couldn't. But he could tease him further. “Ya want that toy in ya now, huh? Wanna feel something hit all your sweet spots, kitten~?” “P-Please…” Ben panted, slumping down atop the bed. He was so hard… if only Finnick actually hit his prostate, he’d have lost it then and there. He let out a little whimper as Finnick sloooowly pulled his arm back, keeping a fist all the while until it finally slipped out of him. “Daddyyyy… s-so close… let kitty cum…” he pleaded, his shaky paws trying to part his cheeks once more. “Only cuz you’re asking nice.” Finnick gave Ben a quick seat across the right cheek, watching it quake as he was climbing into the harness, pulling it up to his hips. There was a ring that fit right around his cock, knot and all, with room to spare. “Now… I want everyone here to hear you when we’re done, got that?” Another spank, and he took up the big toy, grunting as he lined it up to the ring. There was a hole at the bottom of it… Pressing his tip to it, Finnick gasped and bit his lip as his rod slipped inside of the dildo, with his knot holding it stubbornly to his crotch. Securing the base inside of the ring, he quickly covered it in lube before starting his climb. Moving up on all of that ass was a task in and of itself, but taking the toy as well hindered him. Nonetheless, he still groped into those lush cheeks as he climbed on top of Ben. Once there, he had to get on all fours; perched on top of that mountain of an ass, hips shaking until he felt the tip at Ben’s soft hole. Without warning, Finnick’s hips plunged straight down, forcing the toy inside and driving it in as far as he could. Benjamin yowled out loud, but Finnick kept pushing. “Goood kitty… squeal for that dick!” Finnick ordered, grabbing hold of Ben’s tail for support while he delved in further. For such a big guy, he sure was squeezing against the toy a lot! Finnick expected it all to slide on in at once. Regardless, through gritted teeth, the little fox growled out his own pleasure as he tugged on Ben’s tail. “Think you can handle this knot~?” He asked, smacking Ben’s butt before he picked up speed. “I-I dunno but, nngh… I’m close!” Benjamin squeaked out. He didn't think a little guy like Finnick would have him jiggling and quaking like this, and yet here he was, almost having to bite a pillow and more to keep quiet. His claws dug into the blankets below, hooking in deep and tearing in some holes whenever he tensed up. He lifted his ass up even higher, almost causing Finnick to tumble off as he grabbed his dick again, careful of his own barbs as he started to stroke himself off. “Ahhmn… s-sooo close… go deeper!” He moaned around the pillow. Ben closed his eyes tight in anticipation, wincing as he felt Finnick’s fangs sink into his tail. The little fox’s humps slowed down, but each time he pushed in sank that toy in even further, up until Ben could feel the knot grinding on his rim. “Hghh… just… c-cram it in, daddy, I can take it!” He insisted. He managed to take Bogo’s massive rod, surely he could do this too. Wouldn't this be a fun story to tell him~. “Grrff…! Fine, ya want it so bad, then take it!!” Finnick barked out, grabbing hold of Benjamin’s tail right at the base, giving it a good yank as he pushed his hips straight down. He’d been trying to hammer away at Ben all the while, but it wasn't until the cheetah started bouncing his ass that Finnick got anywhere closer. Each time those hips bucked, the toy’s knot slipped in a little more, spreading him out wider until the whole thing had slipped inside, locking the two of them together as Ben let out his loudest yowl yet. With his claws raking down the blanket, and teeth sunk fully into the pillow, Benjamin bucked his hips forward with each spray of his seed, most of which landing right on the blankets beneath him. His eyes rolled back for a moment, a quiver of ecstasy working its way up his spine before he fully slumped on the bed. The rest of his cum was now squirting onto the floor, not that he minded. “Hoooh man… you really are a fuckin’ workout.” Finnick huffed as soon as Benjamin had hit his afterglow. Unlatching the harness from himself (but leaving the toy inside of Ben), Finnick climbed down his body, fapping himself as he pointed his length right at Ben's face. “Mrf, open up kitty, daddy’s got one more drink for ya~!” But before he could even reply, Finnick had tilted his head back to let out a low howl, his dick flexing right before unloading his second round of cum, all of which streaking across Benjamin’s face. He even grasped his own knot as he finished, squeezing and rubbing until he had given the chubby cheetah everything he had left. “Mnnnh yeah… now… clean yourself up.” Finnick huffed as he got down on his knees to catch his breath. Purring once again, Benjamin smiled up at Finnick before he was licking all the cum off of his face. “Well, that was pretty fun, wasn't it “daddy”~?” “Heh… yeah. Guess you did pretty good after all~” Finnick answers as he laid out on the pillow Benjamin had bitten into. When he did, though, Benjamin scooped him up off the bed, rolling over so he could snuggle the little fox to his flabby chest. “If I did so good, then what’re we gonna do next?” He asked, winking playfully at Finnick. “Hmm.” Finnick smirked down at him. Showing off to Nick could wait. “Let's get something to eat. We do have the room all day… guess we're still not done~”