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*knock knock knock* “Enter!” Private Detective John Blacksad called out after hearing the knock at his office’s door, just as he was lighting a cigarette. The door opened revealing a dear friend of John’s. “Commissioner! How can I help you this fine day?” John greeted the german shepard gleefully, but he knew the moment that Smirnov walked in, things will either be interesting or pretty bad. Especially with the strange look on the commissioner’s face.
“Good afternoon, John.” The german shepard greeted back as he took a seat in the chair facing John’s desk. “Been a few slow days, huh?”
“Oh yeah, not many cases landing on my desk. Mostly the disgruntled lover or distressed housewife worried that her husband is cheating on her. The usual boring stuff.” John scoffed in amusement.
“Well, you’re in luck. Cause I come to you with some excitement.” Smirnov had a smirk on his face as he said that.
John briefly turned his face away to not let the commissioner see him rolling his eyes. “Sure thing. Hit me.”
“Have you heard of the new night club that opened recently?” Smirnov asked as he reached over to John’s cigarette box, taking one for himself and lighting it up, taking a small drag from it.
“Oh yeah, the one for homosexual people? Places like that are popping up all over the country these days.” John held his chin as he tried to remember which one Smirnov was talking about. “Happy for them, though. Finally some spaces where they can be themselves.” Then silently thought to himself. ‘And for me.’
As if reading his friend’s mind, Smirnov pulled out a small folder with some pictures inside of it. “Well, unfortunately, it seems that no one is happy. For now.” He pulled out the pictures and placed them on the desk.
John took the photos and looked at them. The club in question was called the Rose Bud, a small place in comparison to the other nightclubs, but still had quite the customer count. However, it wasn’t the club’s name that the picture was focusing on. “Who’s this?”
The picture in question was a bit blurry, but there was enough focus to show the face of a short, male rabbit just getting out of a very luxurious car, flanked by two, huge bodyguards, one a wolf and the other a boar. But even in the picture, John could tell that the rabbit himself had quite the sturdy build himself.
“That is Miguel Antario. Youngest son of the biggest and baddest mafioso around. He’s been seen loitering around the Rose Bud recently, so we did some digging… and discovered that he actually owns the place.” Smirnov took a deep breath of his cigarette, letting out the smoke through his nose.
John gave him a raised eyebrow look. “Really? Why would the mafia have their hands in an LGBT establishment?”
Smirnov leaned forward, his cigarette held between two fingers. “Think about it John, how does most mafia work when it comes to big names of the city?”
“Threaten them with physical violence against them or their family, or blackmail them with scand- Oooohhhh!” It finally clicked in the feline detective’s mind.
“Exactly. We already identified some pretty big and influential names who frequent the Rose Bud. On the down low of course, as to not ruin their reputations.”
“You seem to have a good grasp of the whole situation.” John gently placed the pictures back on the desk. “So where do I fit in all of this?”
“Your charming personality.” Smirnov replied with an amused smirk, but quickly wiped it away with a cough. “Jokes aside, we do need someone like you who can talk his way out of danger and into where he needs to go. And your keen sight.” Another small cigarette drag. “But don’t worry, you won’t be going there alone, if that’s your concern.”
“Really? Who’s gonna be my partner? Cause I won’t accept just any officer.”
“Well then, you’ll be happy to know that it’s not an officer who will be going with you.” Smirnov had another smirk spread on his face, but didn’t say anything beyond that.
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A few days later. It was finally John’s turn to go undercover. It took some doing and greasing of hands, but he was finally able to become a, temporary, employee at the Rose Bud. What truly caught him off guard was his ‘partner’ in the undercover task.
“So? What do you think?” Smirnov asked as he walked from behind the employee lockers, donned in nothing but a leather harness, a leather jockstrap, boots, and gloves. “Pretty good, right?”
“I have no idea what that outfit is called, but you look ridiculous. I look ridiculous.” Blacksad grumbled as he looked at his own outfit. Also all leather, but his harness was slimmer and wore a vest over it, a collar neck, cuffs, and similar boots to Smirnov’s. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”
Despite their ages, both Blacksad and Smirnov were both pretty well built, no bulging muscles or massive bulk, but they definitely had strong-looking bodies, both of them rocking a solid set of abs and impressive pecs that were now on display for all to see thanks to these outfits. No wonder it was easy-ish for John to find work here.
“Nah, you look like you’re ready to party, my friend.” Smirnov did his best not to laugh, but a few snickers still escaped.
John rolled his eyes in irritation. “Let’s just get this over with.” He pushed past the still snickering german shepard, stepping out of the locker rooms.
They were instantly met with flashing low lights and pounding, energetic music, with people hollering, whooping, and dancing the night away. Mostly young men and women filled the place, both employees and customers. John never stepped foot into a place like this, before tonight, so this was all new for him. Definitely not a scene he’d be a frequent visitor of, though.
“So, what do we do now?” John asked as he looked around.
“We do our job. Wait some tables, make small talk with the customers. Maybe put some drinks into someone to loosen their jaws a bit.”
“Really? Don’t think someone like you would suggest getting someone blind drunk like that.”
Smirnov leaned in to whisper into John’s ear. “We have some undercover cars nearby, just in case someone becomes troublesome outside the club.”
“Good to know.” John then clapped and rubbed his hands in anticipation. “Alright, let’s get started. You take that side, I’ll take this side.”
“Roger that.” Smirnov gave him a playful, mock salute before they split up to see what they can find.
So they started working in earnest, waiting tables and taking orders back and forth, of course, they expected some ‘roaming’ hands, but Blacksad didn’t expect the men here to be so forward. While he was serving a table, one guy kept rubbing and groping his ass cheek, so shamelessly, while his friend ordered for the group. Another table, this one all women, they didn’t care about the food or drinks that much, they just made jokes the whole time about ‘having him to go’, at least he thinks they were joking. The whole time, money was being stuffed into his jockstrap, many men and women copping a feel of what he was packing each time. Least the tips were pretty good, judging by how full his jock’s pouch was after just a few tables.
Another, sketchy-looking young man basically pulled him aside and tried propositioning him with some money and drugs, John of course rebuffed the man pretty swiftly and left no chance to negotiate. Of course, he snuck away and told one of the bouncers to look out for that man.
Another time he was at the bar, waiting for some orders to get prepared, he felt a small hand sliding into the front of his jockstrap, making him jump from shock. That hand belonged to a lithe, feminine-looking twink, who was clearly drunk off his ass, he was unable to stay steady on the stool as he slurred on his words, trying to flirt with the ‘hot stud’ he caught and wanting some ‘milk’ before ending his night. Of course, John rebuffed this young man as well just as the orders he was waiting on arrived, grabbing them quickly and walking away.
However, during all of that, John did notice some pretty famous faces he’s seen on TV or the newspaper every now and then. There was a music celebrity, an up-and-rising politician with very religious backgrounds, and even the president for a well-known branch of banks, just to name a few. “Guess places like this attract all kinds of people.” He mumbled to himself as he kept working.
Things took a turn when an important-looking, very buff grizzly bear dressed in a luxurious suit got his attention. “Hey there, hot stuff. Haven’t seen you around? You new here?”
“Uh, yes sir! First night, actually.” John had a gut feeling that this conversation is gonna take a strange turn sooner or later.
“Ah, fresh meat. Appetizing~” The bear made a show of licking his lips ‘hungrily’. “How about we grab ourselves a room and I give you a practical rundown of your real job?”
Yep, there it was. “I… don’t know sir. I’m kinda bus-” John’s words died in his throat once he saw this thick stack of cash being waved in front of him.
“I’ll make it worth your while, stud~” The bear promised with a smug smile.
John felt a pit in his stomach, this is prostitution, he felt disgusted to a degree at both this bear and himself for even considering it. But, the more he looked at the money, the more his defenses were being broken. This stack alone is almost double, if not triple, what he makes on a single case.
But, in the end… “Please follow me, sir.” John did his best to hide his discomfort, this is all for the sake of the investigation. The bear followed closely behind him, wearing that smirk of his the whole time.
He led his client into the back, where there was a long, dark hallway, private rooms on either side where the ‘real job’ takes place. A handful of those doors were open, giving a very clear view of what was going on inside, many of them had one of the employees getting letting their clients have their way with them, one or two rooms were ‘party rooms’ where a group of clients enjoyed the services of one or a few employees with some ‘privacy’.
John and the bear were barely past the door when the man grabbed him, spun him around, and smashed their mouths together in a hot but quite sloppy kiss. ‘Ugh, such a bad kisser.’ John thought to himself as his discomfort rose. But, he was on the clock so he had to play it up for the client a bit, anything to get this over with faster.
The bear, finally, pulled away, only to rudely push John down to his knees as he almost ripped the front of his pants open to release his thick cock. John slightly jolted as he was assaulted the man’s body heat and pheromones. “Someone’s pent up~” John noted in a playful tone, taking hold of the bear’s cock and stroking it softly.
“Come on, sweet lips! Get that mouth working!” The bear shoved John’s face against his crotch, his now full-mast and rigid cock rubbing against the feline’s face.
“So impatient~” John said before thinking ‘And lacking manners.’ then took the man’s cock into his mouth. He had to open his jaw quite a bit, but not enough that he’s afraid it will dislocate. Running his tongue over the head and slit.
“Ooohhh, fuck yeah. That’s it, baby… make daddy feel good~” The bear moaned and pleaded as he held the back of John’s head, his hips humping slightly into his mouth.
‘I’m definitely older than you, you disrespectful brat.’ John thought to himself as he gave the bear the stink eye, luckily the other man didn’t notice as the detective got to working that cock.
“Alright, that’s it!” John was roughly pulled off the bear’s cock as the bigger male dragged him over to the bed, basically tossing him onto it. “Gonna breed that ass nice and good, sweet cheeks!” He promised as he almost tore his suit off, a couple of buttons definitely did go flying off somewhere, but he didn’t care.
“God have mercy on me.” John quietly pleaded as the bear jumped up onto the bed, spread his ass cheeks apart, spat a thick wad right onto the detective’s quivering pucker… Then RAMMED himself right in. “MOTHERFUCK!!!” John screamed out, albeit it was muffled by the many noises and the loud music outside.
“FUCK YEAH! Now that’s a tight ass!” With absolutely no care or concern for his partner, the bear started thrusting away, slamming himself into John’s ass again and again and again, hips clapping pretty loudly against the felines ass cheeks.
“Shit! MMH!! F-Fuck! Go easy, please!” John pleaded as he tried to relax as best as he could, the initial pain was starting to go away, so all that’s left was this stinging sensation as his entrance finally began adjust around that ursine dick.
“Nah, babe! I know you love it~” The bear reached down and grabbed hold of John’s, surprisingly, rock-hard cock. “See~?”
“Oh… oh shit…” John gasped in shock. Both at the sudden grip on his cock and the fact that he was actually hard from this! From being fucked like some street whore by this douchebag.
But again, it’s all for the investigation. God knows he’s been in worse places during previous cases.
Suddenly, the bear pulled John back, lifting him up to sit on his knees. “Whoa!” Then felt the bear’s hand jerking him off fast, that big hand almost covering half his cock, while the other hand was groping at his chest and teasing his nipples. “Ooohhh, shit…”
“Yeah, that’s more like it. Want to see ya cum, baby~” The ursine whispered hotly in John’s ear, still slamming away into him while stimulating him from both the top and bottom. “Got me so hard and ready to bust with that mouth of yours, so I’m ready to bust already. Think you can catch up?”
John didn’t say anything, he couldn’t really, the stimulation, the ravaging of his ass, his rising arousal and inevitable climax were fogging up his mind. But the delirious look on his face was all the answer the bear needed. “Yeah, that’s a good kitty~” The bear suddenly picked up the pace, ramming himself harder and faster into the detective, his cock twitching and throbbing hard inside of ‘his kitty’ as he was also getting pretty close to busting.
Then John felt it. That bear hit a very nice place inside of him, his eyes shooting open as lights flashed in front of him. And with a loud, needy moan, he let loose possibly the biggest and most intense load he ever had, spraying it quite an impressive distance in long, messy ropes.
“Oh yeah! I’m feeling the clenching! FUCK!” The bear roared out as he slammed into John for the last time, growling and grunting like a feral animal as he ground himself firmly against the feline, sending surge after thick surge of his come flooding John’s inner tunnels. “Fuck… take it all, baby! All… grrph… for you!” He kept shooting away, even after they toppled forward onto the bed, the bear’s weight pressing John down on the mattress, yet the client kept grinding and growling in his ear, a sound that John started to enjoy. But that was just his lust-fogged mind doing the thinking here.
Eventually, the bear stopped, both of them panting for breath as they came down from their respective orgasm highs. The bear was the first to recover enough to move, lifting himself off of John’s tired body. “Had fun there, sweet cheeks~ Thanks for that~” He gave John a small, cute kiss on the cheek before stepping away.
John was too tired and drained to say anything, he just crossed his arms in front of himself and buried his face in them… After a while, he felt something hefty landing beside him on the bed, when he looked up, he was surprised it was the stack of cash offered to him earlier. When he looked back at the bear, who was now fully dressed and presentable, the ursine gave him a small wink. “I do keep my promises. Would love to see you again, kitty~” Then left the room.
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In another, similar room. Smirnov was entertaining a pair of clients of his own. “Oh god…” He was on his knees in front of the two, very muscular men he was supposed to service, swinging and twitching in front of him were the biggest pair of cocks he’s ever laid eyes on. Definitely much bigger than his own.
“He ain’t coming to save ya, sweetheart~” One of the men, a donkey with a very small chubby belly chuckled as he saw the look of shock on the canine’s face.
“But don’t worry, we’ll treat ya good if you’re a good boy.” The other man, a very tall and MUCH more muscular, black bull said in a soft, soothing tone. His powerful and sturdy-looking horns looked pretty clean and well-tended, even the tips were filled down to soft nubs.
Smirnov swallowed some nerves as his eyes darted between the two, large manhoods. “A-Alright, sirs.” He reached up to both of them and started stroking softly, watching in awe as both cocks twitching in his hands and grew even bigger.
He was about to take the donkey into his mouth when the man removed Smirnov’s glasses. “Can’t have these getting ruined.” Then placed them on the bed’s nightstand.
“O-Oh! Thank you, sir.” Then, after one more swallowing of nerves, he opened his mouth, it wasn’t as difficult to take it into his mouth, but it was still an effort as he sucked and licked on the head a few times, making sure to swipe at the tip with his tongue.
“Oh yeah, that’s a good dog~” The donkey moaned pleasantly as he gently petted Smirnov’s head.
“Hey now, don’t go forgetting about me.” The bull said in a playful, yet urgent tone, poking his hard, but thicker against Smirnov’s cheek, smearing some pre into his face fur. Smirnov obediently pulled off of the donkey’s cock to give the bull some attention, doing the same for the bigger man. “Ooofff! Fuck yeah, I’ve been needing this…” Pretty apparent that he did from how his whole body shivered, and the german shepard barely touched him.
“Just be careful not to break this one.” The donkey nudged his friend. “I know how you get when you’re horny.” They heard Smirnov let out a worried whine, looking up at them. “Kidding pup, just kidding. This guy wouldn’t hurt a fly, I promise.”
The bull lifted Smirnov up with very little effort. “Come on, lets get more comfortable.” And gently pushed him onto his hands and knees on the bed before he and his donkey friend began taking off their clothes. The donkey went full nude, while the bull kept his boxers on, his cock and balls hanging through the front hole.
“You take the back, I take the front.” The donkey suggested as he walked around and crawled up on the bed from the other side.
“Deal. Been a while since I had a good ass.” The bell got behind Smirnov, still standing, before lifting the canine’s tail out of the way and pulling one ass cheek out of the way. “Mmmm, perfect~”
“P-Please, be gentle…” Smirnov whined softly before he felt the bull’s tongue swiping at his hole. “Whoah! T-That’s new…”
“What, haven’t been rimmed before?” The donkey asked in an amused tone. “You’re former clients must be outright pricks then. Having your ass ate is the best feeling out there!”
‘I’m starting to see why!’ Smirnov thought as he felt his body relaxing from the bull’s expert tongue, letting out a small yelp as that tongue schlipped in, massaging and teasing his insides.
“Alright, think you’re good to go.” The bull stood up and gave Smirnov’s ass a smack, not enough to sting, but enough to cause the canine to jump. He took his time though, first pressing his hard cock between Smirnov’s ass cheeks, slowly grinding himself against the canine’s pucker. Only then did he decide to go for and… sloooowly push himself in.
“Hnnngh!” Smirnov groaned through his teeth. This shit hurts. And the bull’s size was not making it any easier, even though he was being as gentle as possible.
“Yeah, pretty big isn’t it?” The donkey tapped Smirnov’s snout with his cock. “Here, this’ll get your mind off of it. Just mind the chompers, yeah?” Smirnov nodded silently before taking the donkey into his mouth, gently and slowly sucking on the first few inches, including the head. “Oh yeah, that’s goooood~”
“Aaannnddd… There!” The bull shoved the last few inches into Smirnov’s ass, causing the canine to bark through the cock in his mouth, but luckily he stopped himself from biting down. However, the second he relaxed, the commissioner basically melted, his eyes growing droopy as his body felt very loose. “Yep, looks like I found the special button.”
“Oh yeah, he’s going nuts over here.” The donkey noted as Smirnov started slurping loudly and messily on his cock. “Yeah, feeling good, aren’t you, boy?” The canine just nodded, his eyes clouded in lustful delirium.
“Then get ready to feel even better~” The bull gave the canine’s ass a couple of pats… then started moving, slowly sawing his cock back and forth inside of Smirnov. “Ooofff, this ass is milking my cock! Pup must’ve been hungry.” Then slowly began picking up the pace, giving Smirnov some time to get used to his cock as he went faster over time.
“Hungry? Try starving!” The donkey groaned and moaned as Smirnov was really sucking on his cock now, having taken more into his mouth at this point, the canine was using lots of tongue and the occasional deep throat, one hand massaging the donkey’s heavy and full balls lovingly. “He’s trying to suck my soul out here!”
“Well, we better feed him soon, then!” The bull gripped onto Smirnov’s hips, adjusted his stance… then really began clapping those ass cheeks. Slamming hard into the canine to the point that Smirnov’s whole body was shaking and jolting with each thrust.
“Right there with ya!” The donkey grabbed onto the canine’s head in both hands and started deep fucking his throat. Despite all the gagging and choking that Smirnov was experiencing, he didn’t object, he wanted- no, needed this!
Luckily for him, he didn’t have to wait long, as both bull and donkey began grunting and growling as their cocks were throbbing hard… until… “FUCK YEAH!” In perfect synch, they roared out in delight as they slammed into Smirnov, balls deep, in perfect unison. Their respective loads surging in powerful floods through their cocks before bursting out, filling the canine between them from either side.
That alone was enough to trigger Smirnov’s own orgasm as he felt that every cell in his body was on fire (in a good way), his cock throbbing hard with each spurt, making an absolute mess of the insides of his leather jockstrap, as well as his crotch and thighs.
After such intense orgasms, the bull and donkey laid down on either side of Smirnov on the bed, giving him some gentle rubs to the back, ass, and head. “Hope you enjoyed that, man.” The donkey said as he gave the canine’s shoulder a few rubs.
Smirnov didn’t say anything, he can’t trust himself to speak at the moment. “Happy to hear, sweetheart.” The bull whispered softly and lovingly, placing a small kiss on the side of Smirnov’s head.
“Well, as much as we hate to fuck and go, we have work early tomorrow, so we gotta go.” The donkey grumbled as he hopped out of bed, the bull doing the same, before they cleaned up real quick and put their clothes back on. Then the donkey placed a nice amount of cash on the nightstand for the canine. “Would love to see you again, though.” With that, they finally left.
Smirnov eventually sat up on the bed and saw the money… and noticed a piece of paper on top of the stack… with the bull’s and donkey’s numbers written on it. “Yeah, like hell I’m gonna call.” He growled to himself in disgust… but noticed how his cock was instantly hard and twitching again. His ears drooped down as a blush colored his cheeks as he thought to himself. ‘Well… maybe just for drinks.’
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“God, finally! A break.” John huffed as he walked- or rather limped into the break room, looking disheveled as he wiped off the sweat from his forehead. “Thought he’d never finish! Should sue the fucker for rape for this.” He kept grumbling for a while before he saw Smirnov sitting on the break room’s couch, looking quite grumpy and just as disheveled and sweaty as he is, if not more so. “Let me guess: Interesting client?”
“Don’t ask.” Smirnov just growled sharply, not even looking at John.
“How big was he?” John kept going, an amused smile spreading on his face.
“He was a donkey.” John let out an impressed whistle. “And he brought a bovine friend.”
“PFFT!” John quickly clamped his hand over his mouth to keep himself from laughing. “Oh man, and here I thought I had it rough.” He did end up chuckling a bit, patting his knee in amusement.
“God, I wish this job would end already.” Smirnov stood up, grunting slightly as he placed a hand on his hip. “Oooohh, fuck me. I’m getting old for this.”
“I thought someone already did.” John teased again with his signature, smug smile, getting an angry glare from the german shepard. “Relax. Once we get back out there, we just have to tough it out for a few more hours and we’re outta here.”
“Well these ‘few hours’ couldn’t come any sooner.” Smirnov mumbled under his breath as he made his way to the door, followed closely by John.
However, just as they were about to open the door, another employee almost swing it open. “Oh! Good, you’re here. The boss wants to see the two of you, right now.”
John and Smirnov quickly turned their heads to each other, worry and dread painted on their faces as they were thinking of one word. ‘Busted.’
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The were led to an office in the upper floor and located very far away from all the crowds and music, the place was pretty spacious and decorated with all kinds of fancy and luxurious items. But all of that didn’t matter. Both Smirnov and John were doing their best not to show their nerves, although they were sweating buckets.
John’s eyes instantly fell on the boss, Miguel was much shorter than the picture showed, but it did NOT do him justice in showing off his body build. His bodyguards were pretty massive and bulky, with the boar having a small gut, their muscles stretching out their clothes snugly, not to mention the very prominent, hefty bulges at the front of their pants.
But their boss? The man was JACKED! His arms alone stretched his sleeves to the very limits, chest pushed the buttons forward nicely that he had to open the first few ones, exposing such a juicy, sturdy pair of pecs, even his nipples were perky enough to visibly press against the shirt.
He was calmly smoking on a thick cigar, not saying anything for a bit, just to let the detective and commissioner stew for a bit. But when he finally spoke, he dropped quite the bomb on them. “I’m gonna cut to the chase here: I know that you two are coppers.” Both John and Smirnov’s eyes bulged wide open. Then points at Smirnov “Well, at least you are, commissioner.” Then turned to John. “But I have seen you around the city a few times too, detective.”
Smirnov didn’t even bother putting up an act, just crossed his arms and glared at the rabbit. “Alright, so you figured us out. What are you gonna do to us?” John didn’t say anything, just discretely looking around, trying to find a way to escape if things get hairy.
“Honestly? Nothing.” The young mafioso replied with a shrug, catching both commissioner and detective off guard. He leaned forward, propping his head on one arm. “In fact: I’ll tell and give you all you need to bust the rest of the family. Just make sure to put them all away for a very long time.” He paused before taking another drag of his cigar. “Or the electric chair.”
“Why? What would you get out of it?” John asked in a cautious tone, trying to choose his words carefully.
Miguel didn’t say anything for about a minute, taking a long drag of his cigar and releasing the smoke from his nose. “Have you ever felt that no one appreciates you? *brief pause* That no matter how hard you work and no matter what you bring to the table, it will never be enough. Just because of who you are?”
He paused again, John and Smirnov not saying anything yet. “Here’s something you might not know: I am the biggest earner and best man in the entire family. But does anyone appreciate what I do? No!” He slammed his fist hard on the desk. “No one, absolutely no one in the family respects me, no on appreciates my efforts. Just humiliation and ridicule from all sides, inside the family and out! Why!? Because I don’t like tits and pussy! Just for that!”
Again, John and Smirnov didn’t say anything, not wanting to light that fuse. But, Miguel did calm down, smoothed back his hear while taking a deep breath. “So… no more loyalty from me or mine.”
“What about the rest of the family? Won’t they catch wind of this and cause even more trouble for you? Or worse ‘eliminate’ you?” John asked, somehow feeling more calm while talking to the rabbit.
“Everyone who works for me has had similar lives, especially the two, fine gentlemen you see before you.” He gestured to his two bodyguards. “So there is no threat of anything we say or do here getting out to ANYONE, not without my word, at least.”
“You didn’t answer us, though.” It was Smirnov this time. “What do you get out of this?”
“Revenge.” Was his answer. “Simple as that. As long as I’m left out of the loop.” He added with a smug smile.
“So, you give us everything we need to sink your family’s ship, as long as you’re given a lifebuoy?”
“More like an escape raft for my boys and myself. But yeah, that’s the gist of it.”
John nudged Smirnov and gave him a small gesture, before they both turned around and began whispering. “Take the deal, Smirnov.”
“What!? We’re supposed to take them all down, remember?” The commissioner whispered back harshly.
“This is too good to pass up.” John suggested.
“But also too good to be true.” Smirnov countered. “What insurance do we have that he has the information we need?”
Miguel suddenly interrupted. “I might not look it, but I’m actually a pretty high ranking member of the gang. I know ALL of the juicy stuff.” Again with that smirk of his.
“Smirnov.” John urged again.
Smirnov took a deep breath… and then let out before turning back to the rabbit. “Fine. You have a deal. You give us what we want, all of it, and your faction of the gang will be spared.”
“You have my word. I will need a couple of days to gather everything, though. So how about… we meet here again this Thursday?”
“Sounds good to me.” John replied, but Smirnov just grunted his agreement.
However, just as the two of them turned to leave. “Hold on!” Miguel stood up from his seat, showing off a very nice and buff pair of legs that stretched his pants, almost, as much as his shirt was, and had quite the bulge that matched his bodyguards’. “How about we all commemorate this moment with… a bit of fun?” He asked in a suggestive tone, licking his lips as he eyed both canine and feline hungrily.
It didn’t need a rocket scientist to figure out what he wanted. “WHAT!?” Both John and Smirnov screamed in shock.
“You heard me. Those outfits look mighty good on the both of you~”
“Out of the question!” Smirnov yelled out, causing the two bodyguards to tense up and glare, ready to put the canine in his place.
“Then how about I sweeten the deal?” Miguel suggested, then began explaining. “Thanks to the nature of my establishment, and others I own that work in a similar manner, I have quite a lot of dirt on other gangs, especially rival gangs to our own.” He paused to let that info sink in. “Why settle for one birdie when you can net a whole flock?”
“And how do you have that kind of info?” Again, Smirnov growled.
“Like I said: No one respects me, both inside the family and out. So they always let their guard down around me and my establishments, thinking I’m some sissy who won’t do shit.” He let out a small chuckle. “That and drugs and booze make for quite the relaxing and jaw loosening combination.”
“We’ll take it!” John jumped in before Smirnov could say anything, earning him a seething glare from the canine. “Like I said, Smirnov: This is too good to pass up. Besides, you already took two big studs! What’s one or two more? And we don’t have to come back here undercover again.”
Smirnov looked so, so close to tearing John apart… but he calmed down and let out a defeated huff. “Fine! Fine… let’s just get this over with.”
“Marvelous!” Miguel clapped his hands together. “Don’t worry, I’ll be sure that you fellas enjoy it, too~” He walked around his desk to stand in front of the two, taller men. “Positions, please~” Not saying a word, John and Smirnov obediently got down on their knees, just as the rabbit undid his pants and pushed them and his underwear down in one go.
“Oh god.” John and Smirnov gasped in unison as they saw what the rabbit was packing. He’s body wasn’t the only thing that was jacked, he had a cock on him that many men and women would kill to get on. He had both length and girth, not to mention those tantalizing veins covering the whole length.
“All for you, fellas. Enjoy~” He grabbed the back of their heads and pulled them in, pressing their noses against his crotch. Understanding the signal, John and Smirnov got to work, the feline showering the length of it with lots of licks and laps, focusing a bit on the head which earned him a few praising rubs to the head. While the canine focused on the heavy balls, using his long tongue to bathe them completely, even taking them into his mouth one by one, leaving them all glimmering and shiny. “Phew… you fellas sure you haven’t done this before?”
John and Smirnov didn’t say anything, they just wanted this to be over with. But Miguel had other ideas, gesturing for his bodyguards to join in. They did so with appreciative smiles as they got behind the detective and commissioner, the boar went for Smirnov while the wolf went for John.
Both of them jumped slightly as they felt the extra hands working their asses. “Easy there, fellas. I wasn’t gonna let my boys get blueballed.”
“That’s not part of the deal!” Smirnov growled, only to be shoved back into Miguel’s crotch.
“I said ‘ALL of us’, remember?” That shut the grumbling canine up.
Luckily for them, the wolf and boar didn’t seem like rude brutes, on the contrary, they were quite gentle with handling John and Smirnov, although the boar appeared quite starving as he loudly and messily ate the commissioner’s ass, leaving it soaked in spit while that wide tongue of his stretched and massaged Smirnov’s hole.
Meanwhile, the wolf use more ‘handsy’ with John, slowly stretching the feline open with one… then two… then three thick fingers, making sure to press that ‘special button’ inside as much as possible, which made John basically melt in his hands.
“Pretty good, aren’t they?” Miguel asked with a lustful huff, his cock throbbing and leaking heavily at this point. “But, lets get the show rolling. We all have places to be, I bet.” With a snap of his fingers, his bodyguards almost jumped to their feet. “Treat them well, boys~”
With their current positions, John and Smirnov couldn’t see what the other men were packing, but they felt like they had their work cut out for them. Especially when those cocks began sliding their way in. There was some discomfort, but not as painful as their previous experiences, so that was good.
Soon enough, the office was filled with the familiar sounds of ass cheeks being clapped, loudly, as the wolf and boar really pounded into their respective partner. And with their special buttons being pressed each time, John and Smirnov couldn’t keep themselves from moaning like needy sluts, their eyes eventually glazing over with lust as they put more earnest effort into pleasing Miguel. What they didn’t see from their current position, is how the rabbit was sharing some loving, hot kisses with his bodyguards, a cocktail of drool from all three dripping down onto the back of their John and Smirnov’s shirts.
However, the bodyguards were apparently pretty pent up, as they no sooner broke from the kiss with their boss, and in perfect unison, growled loudly as they slammed every inch inside of their partner. A synced “Oh god!” and “Shit!” from Smirnov and John respectively as they felt how they were being pumped full, every throb and twitch from those cocks was perfectly felt.
“Oh man, you two need to get ass more often. Or work on your stamina.” Miguel teased his bodyguards, who chuckled embarrassingly. “But we’re not done, boys~” With that as a signal, the bodyguards pulled out, a stream of their respective loads *splurging* out of Smirnov and John, but neither of them got a chance to rest.
They were manhandled by the bigger men until they were laying down on the smooth floor, in front of the desk, sideways and facing each other feet-to-feet. But what caught them off guard was when the bodyguards took off their pants, openly fingered themselves in preparation… then sat down on John and Smirnov’s cocks, electing a loud moan from both of them. For such huge men, they were TIGHT.
The bouncing started soon after, both bodyguards moaning and groaning loudly, expressions of pleasure and bliss on their faces, stroking their cocks and stimulating themselves anyway they can, the wolf groping and rolling his balls in his other hand, while the boar was groping and rubbing at his pecs and nipples through his shirt.
“Here you go, fellas~” Miguel came forward, his cock in between his bodyguards, who instantly got to work. The wolf swallowing it whole in one go while the board worshiped the rabbit’s balls, pressing his snout against them to snort and huff at his boss’ precious scent. They would switch regularly, with the boar servicing the cock, while the wolf rolling the balls in his mouth like candy balls.
It didn’t take long for John or Smirnov to reach their limits, both of them crying out weakly as he ground themselves into their respective bodyguard, sending surge of cum that they didn’t think they’d be able to muster flooding into the boar and wolf.
“Oh yeah, there we go~! Best for last!” Miguel suddenly stepped back and starting stroking himself hard and fast, huffing and panting as he was quickly reaching his limit too. “Fellas, positions, quick!” He urged as his cock was a leaking mess, covering his hand in pre-cum while his bodyguards quickly pulled John and Smirnov up until all four were on their knees, forming a half-circle in front of the rabbit.
“Oh yeah… this is beautiful… So… GOOD!” His head rocked back as he screamed at the ceiling, spraying an impressive amount of thick cum and showering all four men’s faces, painting them quite nicely with their mouths wide open, even John and Smirnov were eager to catch some of that delicious cum in their delirium.
“Phew… That was good~” He kept stroking himself slowly and gently even after he was done, offering his cock to each of the four men to suckle on a bit, getting the last bits of his load. “A pleasure doing business with ya, gentlemen~” He caught John and Smirnov off guard by giving each them a hot, french-kiss, with LOTs of tongue. “Hope to see you again~”
After a quick clean up, John and Smirnov were escorted out of the office and they made a beeline to the locker room, changing back to their normal clothes and hurrying out of the back. After jumping into Smirnov’s car, they sat in silence, looking off into space.
“So… that happened.” John said, trying to lighten the mood, but Smirnov just gave him the silent side eye as he turned the car on and drove away.
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A couple of months later, thanks to Miguel holding his end of the bargain, the police and courts had enough evidence to put the rabbit’s gang, as well as many others, behind bars for many years, a few of them even got the death row. And, as per their deal, Miguel and his faction were left out of the report and evidence files, so they were free to run the streets as the only mafia gang around, giving them all the power they could ever want.
Although they didn’t abuse that power, in fact, what they did was quite tame in comparison to what all of those others did on the daily, so that left them off the police’s radars.
For now.
Speaking of the rabbit though, now as the true owner of everything his gang owned, he was living the life, his night club went through quite the upgrade, especially his office, where he, John Blacksad, and Commissioner Smirnov were seated in.
“Well, gentlemen. I am very glad for these regular visits of yours. Makes my heart flutter~” He said in his smug tone, all while Blacksad was riding his cock eagerly, the detective moaning needily. Behind them, Smirnov was on his knees, hungrily and eagerly sucking and slurping on the bodyguards’ cocks, who they later learned were also Miguel’s lovers.
“You know, I’ve been greatly enjoying your company~” He said before planting a small peck on John’s lips, one hand groping and rubbing on one of the feline’s pecs. “So… how about it? Make this ‘relationship’ of ours official?”
“Yes, please!” Almost without thinking, John and Smirnov cried out.
“Marvelous. Welcome to the team, my loves!” Miguel then groaned as he shot his generous load inside of John, causing the feline to melt in his hands, hugging him tightly as his own orgasm was triggered, splattering the rabbit’s fine suit with his cum. Meanwhile, Smirnov shot his own load over the floor and front of the couch, while the two bodyguards gave him a lovely facial, which he hungrily and gleefully lapped up.
“We will treat you two, quite well~” Miguel concluded with a genuine loving tone, peppering John’s face and neck with kisses, while the bodyguards pulled Smirnov onto the couch and did the same.
To a new and prosperous relationship~