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"So yer a cop?." Barry said as the pair walked out of view of the barn where Duke began pitchforking the feral horse's waste and to the back porch of the house. "I am, yeah, traffic control." Tyuio said, his hands behind his back still. "Ahh, meter maid, cute little cop in a cute little car, how the fuck did ya get stuck with my disappointment." Barry asked. Tyuio, putting on a serious face went to answer, as Barry leaned his large frame against the wall, and reached down. "When you could of scored yourself a real man, eh?" as the sound of unzipping and fabric moving was heard the fox's view was filled with cock, slick, flaccid, and giant cock, the length of the exposed member was easily comparable to Duke's entire forearm, but in Barry's thick unwelcome shaft.

Tyuio was speechless, he simply looked over every suddenly revealed, and honestly impressive inch, with a blush, realized why so many mates before him had turned against Duke, and it was far from a personality difference, this cock was definitely tempting, just from first view, the predator loving Fox batted down an instinct to lick the dripping sweat of the older shark's foreskin, and firmly coughed, reaffirming his dominance. "I know what you're doing, I've heard all about this, are you familiar with rape, the charges it brings?" Tyuio said, going into work mode, while his face firmly showed authority, his toes curled, his body was not postured as it should of been. "Yep, good thing you want it, and we both know you want it, so take it, and I'll leave the bitch alone till ya'll leave...This time." Barry said, his veiny, giant cock pulsing as he spoke. "No way, no how, put it away." Tyuio replied, his eyes nowhere close to Barry's, still looking over the exposed cock.

Barry must of noticed the flexing toes of the fox, as he pondered in his brain, how he could get this one into a position of being his as well, his phone was filled with the contacts of countless exes, some of which he still fucked silly and happy to this day, this Fox would make a good addition to his little black book. "OK kid listen. I'm not gonna pretend to give a single fuck about you, or your man, I don't get paid to be nice, and it don't serve me to be nice, I prefer three things in life, eatin' fightin' and fuckin' and if you aint gonna let me pound that lil ass, at least blow me." Barry rattled off, his cock pulsing, growing by the moment. Tyuio was so tempted, the smell, the length, the seduction of this disgusting, godly cock, but he stood his ground. "No." "Fuckin A' you're a pig, serve and protect and all that, so serve it." Barry attempted to sway the fox with humor, falling flat. "I said no." "A fuckin' hand, and I'll shut up, that work for you princess?, fuck."

The fox looked up, that was different, tamer, and the look of this cock was incredible, the feeling must be even more interesting, besides, just a hand? That couldn't be horrible could it? "Just a hand, you serious?" The fox asked. He had just spent a year of his life, with Duke's blessing, under the assumption that hands and feet were not considered fully sex, what difference does this make, a few motions of his wrist keeping the tyrant off their back? Why not? "For you, I'll make nice for the week, and for me, I bust a hot nut on his cute little fucktoy, yeah, I'm serious." Barry said, his shaft pulsing more. "Only condition, you do it right here, right now boy." The risk set in, the situation became more real, as Tyuio sighed and nodded, stretching out his hand, never once adulterous, never once disloyal, and never once considering to even look at Barry, now placed his right hand on the thick, juicy, slick, unwashed cock of his mate's father, his fingers hardly wrapping onto it as he began to move it along the veiny length.

Duke was blissfully unaware in the barn of how deeply his father's moan was, the plush, slightly calloused hand paw of his fox mate stroking along the increasingly hardening shark cock, his foreskin dangling and oozing smegma as the hardening cock was fondly stroked. Tyuio also admittedly shocked at the huge cock in his hand, he had stroked over Duke's countless times, for countless nights, but this was not even remotely the same, it was like a log to a sapling. "Shit yeah, stroke my fuckin dick boy." Barry coaxed on, Tyuio's firm face slowly turning to a smile. What was happening to him? How was he actually enjoying this, he promised Duke so many times he wouldn't even think of this, but as the warm precum of the older shark dripped down his pulsing, massive length, he felt more desiring of a want to suck it, to feel it, to give in, god the stories were true.

Tyuio let his left hand join his right in firmly and quickly stroking the shark's cock, as the fox's tail swished entertained behind him, his mind blanking and filling with visions of a pleasured, moaning, and deeply fucking Barry, his guilt slowly creeping up on him, but not loud enough to pay any attention to yet as he continued pawing his mate's father. Barry, while only a small victory, was enjoying every motion of the hand job, his cock was churning and twitching in the fox's delicate, yet firm grip. It wasn't about mouths, asses, or even sex to Barry, it was about winning, control, getting one more over on that little accident that was his useless, disappointing son. The one that he couldn't fuck a slut with, the one that picked up every bit of beta from his mother, and lost every drop of his bloodline in the wasted cum shot, the only day that little shit would bring Barry any sort of joy is when he would eventually drop fucking dead. But that can wait, for now, exploding in an orgasm all over the eager stroking hands of his little fox will do, another silent, enjoyed victory, that's how it always started, and that's how this will be.

Barry would of kept bragging to himself, if he would of not been caught off guard by Tyuio's tongue, dragging along the thick, veiny length in a single, long, amorous lick. The fox had broken, not fully, Barry could tell, but this cock was kryptonite to any little sub that came near it. As he finished his lick, the fox simply chuckled and sped his hands up. "Okay, so, it tastes as good as it looks, and is much larger, but size isn't everything, and neither is taste." Barry, if not nearing orgasm, would of been upset, what did this little twat fox just say? No, don't lose it, cum, then keep trying, this little bitch will break like they all do. "Yeah it is boy and we both know it, uggh fuck, don't stop." Barry said, his load milking upward through his balls, nearing his climax. He was moments from erupting, as the audible creaking of the barn door was heard...Duke was coming, just as his father was cumming. Tyuio didn't have time to object as the older Shark's cock in a mixture of excitement and victory, began to erupt, large globs of thick, musky, pent up fish cum splattered from his tip and onto the Fox's arms and legs, completely and utterly soaking them in the tidal wave of cum.

"Where the fuck is Ty?!" Duke asked, Barry sitting leisurely in his massive, oak rocking chair, packing a pipe with tobacco. "How the fuck should I know, dumb ass?" Duke huffed and stepped toward his father, his fists balled. "Did you touch him, you bastard?!" Barry kept his pipe between his sharp teeth as he flicked his large, muscular tail into his son's abs, knocking him down, as he stood up, his pants fully buttoned up around his softening cock. "If I did, I'd fuckin' do it in front of you." Tyuio dropped the towel, caked in drying cum, on the sink of the bathroom, his arm and leg fur damp from the washing as he let out a long, guilty sigh, his conscience screaming at him, but his heart entirely convinced this deal was in Duke's best interest, and besides, it was just one lick for his own liking, that's nothing worth crying over, besides, it's tame, right?... Tyuio walked out onto the porch where his mate and Father were hollering various insults and attacks at one another, and clapped his hands together before noticing his pepper spray had been missing.

As the two sharks looked up, Barry smirked, sitting back down, taking the fox's pepper spray he had stolen, and spraying an intentional mist of it directly into his mouth as if to show Tyuio his strength before throwing the can back to the fox. "He tried to fuckin' mace me, he's a loyal little bitch, a good match for you, and that's all I'ma say about it...next time hit my eyes less than your arms dipshit." Barry said. Tyuio caught the can and was bewildered, as he bumbled. "Whatever, uh, Old man, behave yourself now, OK?" Barry smirked and nodded. "Ey, as long as I enjoy my dinner, I will."

Tyuio knew exactly what the disgusting, and yet so attractive shark was implying. Moments before Duke had walked up to the porch, as Tyuio was panicked about being quite literally drenched in cum, knowing the sight would be taken horribly by Duke, Barry handed him a towel, and altered their deal. "This one got fuckin' cut off, so tonight, I want those other paws of yours, or I sing like a songbird about this, got it?" Tyuio still felt incredibly guilty, his mind trailing to what if scenarios and lustful fantasies he vowed to ignore, but still felt a foot rub when Duke was asleep or something would be worth keeping the tyrannical father off his back. Tyuio had used his feet more than enough to qualify to use them on such a bigger, easier to access cock, but given Barry's specifics, he knew one thing was coming in exchange for the older shark's silence.

He was suggesting that he provide his feet, at dinner, knowing full well, his mate would be right there, near them. What was most concerning to the fox, as he watched the older, successfully manipulating shark spark his pipe to life, was that he couldn't decide which was worse.

The fact he was going to do this, or the fact he was honestly, regrettably excited to.