"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! I can barely wait to see how big it is!" An excited Rocky persisted, practically dragging Viktor into his bedroom at his house one early night. He had recently gone into his phase where he had an insanely huge urge to suck off anybody who was close to him, or who he was close with, excluding his cousin. It was plain to see that he was simply hungry for dick, as it was confirmed by a bandmate of Zib's when it was discovered that he and some other players would be taken backstage by Rocky, the Lackadaisy's mascot, for God knows how long.

The zany tabby had established that he was gay for men, so it didn't take long for anyone paying attention to figure things out when he came back with the other guy stumbling over himself, both blushing a hot red. Sable had commented once on seeing a smidge of sperm at the corner of Rocky's mouth one time later when he came back with Zib and two of his bandmates. He even got to Mordecai of all people after all the time he spent dogging his steps and asking for a peek. The harsh rejections and being held at gunpoint never stopped him from finally achieving his mission. He was lucky enough he hadn't just been killed should he have pissed off the triggerman.

And now, it was Viktor's turn. To say the least, he was not very enthusiastic about it but was eager to shut him up and give him what he needed so he didn't bother him anymore. Or risk getting his hide skinned stalking him back home. 

"Come on, big guy! I'm dying of thirst here!" Hurried the tabby, who was bouncing up and down as the ginger cat finally shuffled in with a growl, his tail flickering to the fro. He had strangled the smaller man with it one time and was contented to do so again.

"Impatient loudmouth, enough already!" Viktor spat, shutting the door behind him and jostling a photo that hung nearby as the tabby dropped to his knees before him, his eyes sparkling as they lay upon the outline of his cock pinned to the side. And he was grinning so inhumanely wide that the older cat could see the beginning of his throat through his tonsils.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm just so bleeding excited for this! You're the last person in the Lackadaisy for me to get off!" He prattled on as the caracal stepped close enough, allowing for him to fumble with his pants as the latter scoffed, watching him unbutton his fly and then zip it down with little care for his costly pants before he swiped his hands away.

"Pants are not cheap, sit and watch," Viktor says with a snarl, which somehow gets the impatient little cat to sit there with bated breath before he undid his pants the rest of the way, sliding a paw in once the tabby gets a look at his shaft and sheath, biting his lip, and grips his length, pulling the rest of it out for Rocky to see. Or, in his case, gawk at with a starstruck expression that was akin to taking in large quantities of sugar. "There."

"Waaah..." The grey feline breathed, basking in the Austrian feline's glory like it were a stack of pancakes bathed in syrup. "It's so big..." 

Eleven inches and a good six-seven meters thick with some girth to go with it. All attached to the Surly Slovak who knocked him around when he got too close to him with his nonsense. It was bigger than all the other cocks he gurgled at the underground bar. Zib and Mordecai, to his knowledge, were the only ones whose cocks were sized between the numbers, seven to eight with only four to five meters in thickness. And for someone as dangerous and burly as Viktor, he expected nothing less.

And expected a good amount of cum with how thick and full his fluffy balls were, hanging beneath his manhood. 

At the tabby's expression, Viktor couldn't help the smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. His wife had that same expression the many times they did it, before and after their child came into the world. He detested pride but nonetheless felt some when others weaker than him were amazed at his displays of strength. "Is nice, yes?" The nod he got from the tabby confirmed so and his paws were gripping him without much hesitation, jerking it back and forth with them and drooling more saliva than what was possible, what with having a big mouth and such.

"I gotta take it all...~" The grey cat purred, licking his lips whilst remaining slack-jawed. To this, the caracal crossed his arms, scoffing down at him.

"Want in mouth?" And Rocky would most definitely have it in his maw without even answering first, engulfing the tip and beyond inside.

"Mmhm~!" He moaned afterward, his eyes crossing and brows furrowing in an effort to take in more, feeling the tip already graze the back of his throat the further he slid down, determined to swallow the Slovak's thick bratwurst of a cock and milk him for everything he had sloshing around in those huge orbs. He would conquer it by any means necessary. Even deeper he slides, gripping the older man's hips, and the tip goes into his throat alongside a good few inches of the shaft before he stops there, gagging, and goes to pull up.

"Ah..." He moaned, coughing a bit before chuckling, looking up at the unimpressed Viktor. "Hehe, sorry about that, Vik, it's kinda large." The larger man shook his head, humming.

"You said you must take all of this, no?" He reminded, grabbing Rocky's head as he peppered the tip with butterfly kisses, eliciting a short yowl out of him when his grip was hard enough to ensure he wouldn't try to pull away. "You wanted dis in mouth, no?"

"Y-yes," Rocky nodded, wincing from the man's claws digging into his scalp. "And while I do appreciate a bit of manhandling, the claws are a bit mu-HRrrk! Mmmh!" He was cut off by having the cock shoved back into his mouth and down his throat far further than before, helped along with the man thrusting the rest of the way inside. He had it thrusted so far into his esophagus that his snout came into contact with his smooth but bushy naval, smelling quite a lot of hormones.

"KKKHHHH," He let out as he struggled to make out the sudden sensation of his throat being stretched to accommodate the huge girth, tears pricking the corner of his eyes. "Gk..."

The caracal growled at the hot and tight sensation hugging his cock, purring gutturally. "Then...you take in mouth. You little pest." He pulls out halfway and thrusts back in at the same pace, keeping a firm hold on the grey tabby's pelt as he starts gargling on his length with hearts in his eyes. "Juuuust like dis..."

He was big enough that he couldn't possibly try to squeeze off any words, muffled or unintelligible otherwise, and he slid deep enough into his throat to make double sure he made no other noise besides choking and gagging. His pace was slow and steady at first, pulling out to where the tip rested on Rocky's tongue, which undulated and licked at the underside, before pushing in balls-deep again, with him letting out a gargled moan in the midst of his drooling. 

The majority of Viktor's cock was coated in a thin, slimy coat of spit a couple of thrusts later, with the table between his legs being responsible. Those blue eyes of his were cross-eyed, meaning there was no telling if he was even focused on him or the girth in his mouth at this point, regardless of him just getting started. It was no matter to Viktor, who hummed, hissing at the hot and tight feel of his throat that squeezed every inch of him gracefully. He bit back a moan when looking down at the feline, who was bobbing his head up and down as best as he could, as well as moving his tongue around his shaft that fucked his maw.

The sensation felt all too familiar to him and he found himself speeding up, grabbing onto one of Rocky's ears with another paw and tugging as hard as he held his head, caring little about hurting him. He wanted his dick, so he was getting it all the way. There was no time for second thoughts. And besides, he was way into it to back out now.

The tabby moaned, coughing when Viktor pulled out completely to let him breathe, for a moment. He took a small bit of pleasure in smacking the idiot around, but breaking him would be the last thing he'd ever do unless he was pushed to that point on a bad day. But in other situations like this, he had no qualms.

"Hah...hah... it almost went past my throat..." He panted, grabbing the Slovakian sausage with both paws and stroking it with the help of his saliva that coated it, making the caracal groan softly and soften his grip on his head to rub circles around and pin his ears down. "Ahh..." He managed to take it all down now, he's finally done it! But that isn't the end. He has to milk the big guy as well. And the latter was glad to help him with that by jamming his cock back down his throat in a singular motion thanks to Rocky still having his mouth open to say anything else.

"Hush. You take more now." Viktor silenced, planting his face flush to his crotch, going back to making a fucktoy out of his esophagus.

"Ghh...Hmm! Mmh! GwOCK, gwOCK, gwOCK..."

He wetly gagged as the older cat thrust into his mouth with triple the pace as before, his navel and balls slapping him in the face with the fur there smashing into his nostrils, cutting off his breathing one harsh, but deep thrust at a time. His neck bulged with the shaft pumping in and out and he was grabbing onto his pants for dear life, groaning and making throaty, gargling sounds that suggested he was vomiting.

Viktor himself was grunting, spreading his legs partly to make his thrusts into the other man's mouth as deep as he could manage, loving the pathetic sounds he was making from this. He'd get catharsis from simply choking him out any other time, but this made him feel dominant. Powerful even.  His strong paws squeezed his face to readjust his grip, gaining a pained groan out of the cat who was crying tears at this point.

His constantly abused throat was clogged endlessly with cock, cutting off the airflow, and hurting his lungs, making them scream for relief. Rocky was too busy getting off from being used to care, as all he wanted from this was the Surly Slovak's cum pouring down his throat. 

"Hnk! Hnk- Grk - Grk - Grk - grkgrkgrkgrk -gwOCK, gwOCK, gwOCK!" The other man's hips rolled in circles against him and he could hear his growls become louder amongst his moans.

"Still, you make noise..."Viktor growled, feeling pressure mount up from the quivering hot passage that was Rocky's throat. He made those depraved sounds once more and he slapped him on the side of the head once. Twice. Then three times. Doing that evoked a different reaction out of the cat that he wasn't expecting. He didn't notice all that well with his halved vision but he felt him vibrate and shake as he moaned out loud on his cock pumping his abused throat and saw that his crotch had gotten a lot wetter during it. He didn't dare question as such, because he was about to blow and his hisses and growls were the only indicators for it.

Still, he never slowed down, even when he felt his gut being to twist. He made sure that the little man wouldn't be so noisy after this. His mouth opened, releasing a shaky breath as he eventually slammed Rocky against his pelvis and held him there many quick thrusts later, grinding against his face.

"Hnnh....hnnngghhh...!" He seethed through clenched teeth, ignoring the tabby frantically tapping his leg. One particularly hard slap to the thigh made him return the favor by smacking the back of his head. He grunts but Viktor hit him again and pulled back just halfway through before moaning and thrusting harshly into his throat again, unleashing a snarling groan as he came. The orgasm was as fierce as the facefucking before, and he was pumping what felt like gallons down the pesky feline's gullet.

Rocky slackened against him, teary eyes closed as he moaned along, struggling to but trying his best to swallow the caracal's seed, which flooded his throat and into his mouth, spilling out the sides of his mouth. Much more of it were swallowed and he was already close to losing consciousness, but he didn't care think about trying to pull away. He darted his tongue around the pulsing length to try and taste more of the salty/sweet liquid that poured in thick amounts, eventually getting the chance to when Viktor slowly, but surely pulls out, still outputting some cum.

"Mmmhh...mmhhhprrrrrrrr...~" Rocky purred once he slid the tip out, giving him one last rope of cum before he took a moment to swallow upon coming to his senses with the Slovak panting and purring as well, squeezing his spent length that leaked saliva and cum onto the floor. The tabby sat up, swallowing the excess and licking his lips, looking up at him with a leer and a grin, humming contently. "You gave me so much~."

"You asked, I gave," Viktor grumbled, huffing a sigh as he tucked himself away and the tabby wiped his mouth, licking up any additional cum he left out. 

"And it was so tasty too," The tabby added with a meow at the end. "Thank you for the meal."

The caracal trilled in annoyance to this, not wanting the man's company any longer. "Get out of my house." And to his surprise, and relief, the starry-eyed pancake-muncher left, leaving him in peace at long last.

Until the next time he needs to shut him up personally.