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"So how much are these things worth?" Murray asked, scanning over the ocean of loot that Sly had dumped out onto the table before him. It was a mess of precious stone, artefacts and various miscellanea that Sly figured might be worth a bit of cash.

"Couple thousand at the least." Sly said, "At least, that's what I figure. Bentley said he'd look into the full amount of these things later." the lithe raccoon picked up a shining red gemstone and examined it, "I asked him to do it tonight but he said he was busy with something important. Told me not to bother him tonight. I bet he's just looking at porn or something, but, eh, whatever." he dropped the gemstone back onto the table and glanced out the window. The gang's hideout this time was an old abandoned warehouse in Paris. It was an obvious place; painfully obvious in fact, which is why nobody would figure to look for them there. It was the old 'under the nose' trick and it seemed to be working; so far the group had remained more or less unmolested by law enforcement. Murray and Sly were hanging out in a side room on the second floor of the warehouse, something that the two assumed was once an office of sorts, now laid bare aside from some discarded office chairs, tables and broken cupboards.

Murray kept examining the loot his leader had brought in. The loot in question Sly had taken from the mansion of one Marsel Dupis; an obscenely rich entrepreneur who had the misfortune of catching Sly's eye after flaunting his riches to the poorer of Paris' citizens. The guy needed to be taken down a peg or two and Sly was just the guy for the job. Some of the loot looked like it might be worth quite a bit of cash, others not so much. The big pink hippo reached out and picked up a sparkling vial that caught his eye. It was a small, glass thing shaped like a heart and tinted pink, a glass, diamond-shaped cork plugged into the top.

"What's this? Some kinda perfume?" Murray tilted his head at it and popped the top open.

"Careful with that." Sly said, "Found it in the museum wing of the guy's mansion. Yeah, the museum wing; he's one of those people. Anyway, it was labelled as some kinda aphrodi- Murray be careful!" he grimaced as the hippo took a big whiff of whatever was inside the vial.

"Ohh, smells minty." Murray said, plugging the vial back up and placing it on the table, "What were you saying? An afro-what?"

"An aphrodisiac." Sly said with a chuckle, "I was trying to warn you so you wouldn't end up with... you know... embarrassing urges, but I guess it's too late now."

"Oh... Right..." Murray started to blush.

"That thing's apparently really powerful too." Sly continued, "Apparently it's one of the world's most powerful aphrodisiacs, according to the plaque the guy had under it. Eh, don't worry about it, it's probably just a dud or a replica or something, we've seen plenty of fakes before, right?"

"Yeah, but... I kinda feel funny." Murray felt warm and tingly, his pink cheeks turning a noticeable shade of red.

"It's probably just in your mind." Sly said, "Just don't think about it, you'll be fine."

"Er... Sure... Okay..." Murray said, unable to hide the nervousness in his voice. There wasn't much to be shy about when it came to nudity; they lived in a world where running around without pants was completely normal; it was just a regular, everyday occurrence, nothing sexual was made of it. Springing a boner in public though? That could get awkward.

Sly kept going through the loot, explaining what everything was and how he got his hands on it but Murray wasn't listening. He was far too preoccupied with those embarrassing urges which he was most definitely experiencing. He glanced down at his big, thick and uncut member resting between his legs, underneath his chubby pink belly. He felt a slight tingling down there and his length gave a soft twitch. That aphrodisiac wasn't a fake at all... It was very real and it was having a very real effect on Murray. He considered telling Sly about it and excusing himself to take care of 'business', but that would be too embarrassing. He could try and hide it, but a big, hard hippo cock wasn't something that could be easily hidden. He gulped nervously and finally decided to excuse himself.

"Er, Sly...?" he said.

"Hm?" Sly stopped in the middle of a speech on how he evaded two dozen Rottweiler guards in order to procure one particular gem, "What's up?"

"Ah, I kinda need to..." Murray stopped himself when he noticed just how handsome Sly was looking today; how soft and well-kept his fur was and how his eyes shined in what little light the room had. Murray pushed the thoughts from his head. That was the aphrodisiac making him think like that. He had to ignore it... But goddamn did Sly look_sexy_ today. He couldn't help but ogle him, admiring his lithe raccoon form, eyes soon resting on his naked crotch where his respectably sized sheath and balls rested.

"Er, Murray...?" Sly's voice snapped him out of his trance.

"Huh? Oh!" he looked back into Sly's eyes, chuckling when he realized he'd just been caught staring, "Ah, it's nothing... What were you saying...?"

"You sure you're okay?" Sly asked. Murray nodded in reply, "Well, in that case... This ruby here I found displayed in the guy's bedroom..." Sly continued his tales and Murray pretended to listen while he gazed at the raccoon. His cock was at half mast now; he couldn't control it. Whatever was in that aphrodisiac had caused Murray to completely lose control over his own body. Sly didn't seem to have noticed yet, or if he did he was politely staying quiet about it. Murray couldn't help thinking about how hot Sly looked. He just wanted to pin the little raccoon down, tear off his skin-tight shirt and ravage the sexy fucker. Murray caught himself fondling his hardening member, but he didn't stop himself. He kept fondling his dick, groping and squeezing at it, giving it a few tugs and coaxing it into hardening further.

'I bet he's really tight...' he thought to himself. Sly had such a small, petite ass. It would fit a cock perfectly. He could just imagine himself sliding his hard hippo cock right up Sly's fuckhole and breeding him silly. Murray was starting to sweat, his hand working up and down his growing fuckstick at increasing speed. Sly finally noticed, his eyes shifting from the gem he was holding down to Murray's exposed manhood. He froze mid sentence and stood there, staring at it, mouth half agape.

"Um... Murray...?" he said, "Uh, do you maybe need a moment...?" Murray stopped and stared down at Sly who looked up from his crotch and into his eyes. Murray considered it for a moment; he could head off for some alone time, take care of business and everything would be fine... But that wasn't good enough. Murray wanted tight raccoon ass to fuck... and he was going to get it.

He lunged forward suddenly, grabbing Sly by the wrists and slamming him against the wall, the gem he'd been holding falling from his grasp and clattering onto the floor.

"Gah! M-Murray! The hell are you doing?!" Sly gasped. He was trapped between the wall and Murray's strong, thick form with the hippo's now erect cock pressing against his midsection. Sly could feel it twitching and throbbing against his body and that's when he realized what was happening, "Shit, the aphrodisiac... Heh, I guess it wasn't just a fake after all, huh...?" Sly gave a nervous chuckle in hopes of diffusing the situation slightly, but Murray just kept glaring down at him with lustful and lecherous eyes.

"I want to fuck." Murray growled, pushing his hips forward and pressing his aching uncut cock against the raccoon's body, "I want to fuck so bad."

"W-well, we'll go out and, er... Get you a whore or something, okay? That should help-"

"No." Murray said, "I don't want some whore off the street... I want_you_." Sly gulped.

"I thought you'd say that..." there was a long, incredibly awkward silence where the two males just stared at each other with Sly trying to figure out how he was going to escape his friend's clutches and Murray wondering how he was going to breed Sly first. Suddenly, he reached down and grabbed Sly's shirt.

"Get this off! I want your whole body naked while I fuck you!" he pulled and tugged at it, the clothing tearing at the seems from his sheer strength.

"Wait- Murray! Dammit!" Sly grunted and struggled but Murray just kept tugging and tearing until Sly's shirt was literally torn from his body. Murray tossed the shredded remains of Sly's clothes to the floor and Sly took advantage of the precious few seconds that the hippo didn't have a grip on him and tried to weave his way past him, only to have Murray throw his arms around his waist and tackle him to the floor.

"Where d'ya think you're going?!" Murray grunted as they both hit the floor. Murray lay on top of the smaller male, his weight pinning him down and his cock once again pressed against Sly's now shirtless and pantsless body. Sly blushed deeply. He felt so vulnerable like this. Being pinned down under another male like this made him feel so... submissive... He tried to reason with him.

"C'mon, Murray, that thing you smelt- that aphrodisiac, it's screwing with your mind! Stop for a minute and think about what you're doing!"

"Why should I stop and think when I could be fucking you instead?" Murray growled. He grabbed Sly's head fur and leaned forward, taking in a deep which off Sly's scent, "Mmmrrrr... You smell nice..."

"Murray-"

"I bet you taste nice too." before Sly could answer Murray had shoved his tongue into his mouth and started to kiss him good and deep.

"Mrrph! Mm!" Sly's eyes widened in shock as he tasted Murray's thick tongue. Murray held him in place; Sly could barely struggle or even move at all. Murray kept lying on top of him, tongue being worked as deep into Sly's maw as he could get it, there lips slapping together and filling the room with lewd wet noises.

"Mm, fuck, Sly, I need you!" Murray gasped, breaking the kiss for a moment only to force his tongue into the furry male's mouth once more. Sly tried to protest but he couldn't get his words around that wet hippo tongue shoved inside him. Murray moaned his approval around Sly's mouth and gave out loud, heavy breaths through his nose. He tasted as good as he'd imagined, if not better. His tongue ran across Sly's, their spit mixing and their tongues dancing and Sly choking slightly with how deep Murray managed to get down his throat.

Murray made sure to keep him pinned firmly to the ground so Sly wouldn't ruin the moment. He kept kissing the helpless raccoon as deep and as long as he wanted to, eventually pulling back with a gasp, a thin rope of spit connecting their mouths for a moment.

"Fuck, you're amazing!" Murray gasped, "Heh, and that was just kissing... Just wait 'till we get to the real good stuff!" Sly gulped nervously. He could only hazard a guess at what the 'real good stuff' would include... Murray sat up, straddling Sly's chest and making him grunt and struggle for breath slightly because of the amount of weight Murray was putting on him. The hippo shuffled forward so that his cock was just inches away from Sly's face. Sly just stared up at it. Murray's cock was big and, after one lonely night in particular where Murray grew curious, he could tell you that it was exactly nine inches long with a good, thick girth to it. He started to rub it against Sly's face and then gave his nose a hard slap with his shaft. Sly grimaced and winced, his cheeks burning bright pink under his grey fur. Sly tried to hide it but Murray managed to pick up on the impressed look he was giving his cock. Sly figured he was a big boy down there from his flaccid size, but, damn, this thing was huge...

"Big, ain't it?" Murray smirked, "Heh, way bigger than yours I bet." Sly blushed deeper at that.

"H-hey, I'm big..." he said.

"Heh, sure you are, but not as big as this, right?" he gave Sly's face another slap with his cock.

"W-well... No..." Sly admitted. It was true; at five inches hard Sly didn't come anywhere near Murray's size, but who could? Murray had the size of a pornstar down there.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." Murray chuckled, "Here, I'll let you have a taste of a real cock." he gripped his fat cock tight and pulled his foreskin back before rubbing his aching and leaking cock tip across Sly's mouth, smearing it with his pre-cum and making Sly groan under him, "Open up, ya little slut!" Murray ordered. His hand returned to its place atop Sly's head and he gripped his fur, holding his head in place as he force his cock against Sly's mouth which the raccoon kept steadfastly closed. Murray didn't give up. He was intent on having his cock shoved down Sly's throat and he certainly wasn't giving up any time soon. He pulled on Sly's head fur and Sly could feel his mouth slowly being forced open despite his best attempts to keep it closed. He cursed to himself. Murray had always been the brawn of the group; there was no way Sly could fight back against his raw strength, though he continued to try. Murray kept managing to inch his mouth open wider and wider until it was just open enough for him to ram his cock into. Sly braced himself. A drop of pre dripped from Murray's cock head and onto the raccoon's tongue and he groaned at the thick, salty and musky taste. This was it, he was going to have to suck Murray's dick whether he liked it or not. Murray tensed up and positioned his cock directly at Sly's open maw and was a mere split second away from thrusting into him... when he stopped. Sly looked up at him, mouth wide open, eyes confused and curious.

"Actually..." said Murray, "Y'know what? I've jerked off a ton of times imagining this one thing; something I really wanna try."

"Huh...?" Sly grumbled, mouth still being held open. Murray thought to himself for a moment and then nodded with a wide, wicked smirk.

"Yeah, I think I'll try it! I've always wanted to know what havin' my ass eaten feels like!"

"Huh?!" Sly gasped, staring up in shock as Murray shuffled forward. The new position meant he couldn't keep his grip on Sly's head, which meant he was in full control of his mouth once again, "Hold up! You can't be serious!" Murray ignored him, his big, fat hippo ass positioned just above Sly's head.

"Ah, be quiet and get your tongue in my ass already!" Murray lowered himself and Sly's pleading quickly turned into muffled grumbles and gasps as he found his face smothered by his companion's rump.

"Tongue! Ass! Now!" Murray ordered, grinding his tight hole against Sly's mouth and scenting his fur with his thick musk. Sly kept his mouth shut, but he was considering obeying... The sooner he did as he was told the sooner this would be over. Maybe Murray would even cum while Sly was eating him out; surely that would clear his mind.

'Oh, fuck...' Sly thought to himself, 'I'm gonna have to do it, aren't I...?" Murray kept rubbing his ass across Sly's face and the answer to that question seemed to be a resounding yes. Sly braced himself and swallowed his pride before slowly opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out.

"Uhrrmmph..." Sly made what could only be described as an odd noise as he felt his tongue press against Murray's taint and the horny male above him gave out a loud gasp.

"Ohh! Lick it! Lick my ass, ya little slut!" he pushed down, sighing with pleasure as he felt Sly's tongue rubbing across his entrance, smearing it with his spit. He shivered at the feeling; the warm wetness covering his hole, "Get it in there! Get it inside me already!" he kept pushing down to encourage Sly and, without any choice in the matter, Sly did as he was told and pushed his tongue inside Murray's ass, "Ohh fuck yeah! Eat me out, fuckslut!" Murray kept grinding his hole against Sly's face, closing his eyes and tilting his head upwards, his face awash with pleasure as he felt that wet raccoon tongue wiggling about in his tight passage, pressing against his walls and tonguing him good and deep. His hand snapped to his cock and he grabbed it tight. He started jerking himself off, panting and gasping while Sly's tongue remained lodged deep in his body. Fuck, it felt so good. Murray's shaft was soaked with pre-cum in a matter of seconds and his hand made loud and obscene wet noises as he worked it up and down his massive fuckstick.

"Mmm, ohh, Sly!" Murray moaned, "Fuck, this is so good! Better than I ever imagined! D-don't stop, you little slut! You hear me? Don't you dare stop!" he made it sound like Sly had a choice. As it was, all he could do was keep eating out the sex-crazed hippo's ass in a desperate bid to satisfy his urges. Sly could barely breathe down there. With his mouth busy pleasuring Murray's ass every breath he made had to be through his nose, which meant a hefty helping of overwhelming man scent with every inhale. The musk invaded his nostrils and assaulted his senses. He was going to have Murray's scent on him for days if not weeks after this...

He could hear Murray jerking himself off as he tongued his hole. The big, pink hippo's hand worked furiously up and down his fat, throbbing cock, his shaft twitching in his grasp. He placed one hand on the floor and leaned back, his ass being pushed harder against Sly's mouth and letting the wet raccoon tongue be pushed deeper inside of him.

"Ah! Ahh! Oh, fuck, Sly!" Murray cried out, his voice dripping with pleasure. His fingers were wet with his pre and sweat dripped from his brow. Every slight movement Sly's tongue made had him shiver and shaking with pleasure. He was going to cum. He could feel his load building up, "Sly... Nghh... M-Make me cum, fucktoy!" the promise of Murray cumming ignited a spark of hope inside Sly. Once he'd cum this would be over. Murray would be free of the aphrodisiac's effect and they could forget that this ever happened. Sly pushed his tongue in as deep as he could, licking all around Murray's passage, eager to get his friend to climax so he could finally get his tongue out of his ass. He felt Murray's body tense and twitch around his tongue. He was so close.

"Ohh, Sly!!" Murray cried out, his hand a blue as he worked at his cock. He thrust forward and humped into his hand, his teeth clenching and his whole body going tense as he reached boiling point and erupted all over the floor. His cock shot out thick ropes of hot, sticky jizz all over the place with incredible strength; the stuff splattering across the far wall and covering it and the floor in his seed. He panted and moaned, chest rising and falling with each heavy, gasping breath he made and his cock twitching hard in his grip, shooting more and more of his load with every second that past. He kept stroking himself while he came, coaxing more of the stuff from his body until he finally felt his orgasm start to calm, at which point he pulled down on his cock, letting his foreskin reveal his swollen and throbbing cock tip as he blew the last of his cum across the old wooden floorboards.

"Fuck!" he gasped, "Ohh, fuck! Ah... Ah..." Murray could feel his whole body shaking from the sheer power of his climax. That was one helluva money shot. Finally, and to Sly's relief, Murray pulled his ass away from his mouth and shuffled downwards, straddling his chest and keeping his cock in Sly's face as he had done right before deciding he wanted his ass eating. Sly took in deep breaths now that he was allowed to breathe through his mouth.

"G-geez, Murray..." he gasped, "I... I didn't know you were into ass stuff..."

"Well you never asked." said Murray. Sly just shrugged.

"So, er, you gonna get off me now, big guy? That take care of your needs?" the two looked at each other. Murray wasn't budging, "Er... Murray...? You are finished, right?" Murray's hand found its place on Sly's head again.

"No way, I feel like I could go for days!" he said with a grin, "My ass was just the appetiser; this is the main course!"

"Wha- Murray-!" Sly's words were cut off when Murray rammed his dick into his mouth. He reached down with both hands and gripped Sly's ears, pulling him down onto his cock as he pushed forward and inched his way down his throat.

"Mmm! That's the stuff!" Murray gasped, "Now start sucking, you dirty slut!" he gave a hard thrust and grunted as he buried several hard inches of horny hippo cock inside Sly's maw. Sly groaned and whimpered in protest and started to struggle. Murray just kept holding onto him, his cock pouring pre-cum inside Sly's body. Sly could taste the cum already dripping from Murray's tip. The powerful, salty taste of his man juices flooded his mouth and with no way to spit the stuff out Sly had to swallow it all.

"Mmm!" Sly groaned, looking up at Murray with pathetic and pleading eyes which begged for mercy; mercy which Murray had no intention of showing.

With most of his cock shoved down Sly's throat Murray started humping. His hips worked back and forth and Sly groaned and choked on the huge cock inside him as it was worked in and out of him, the shaft rubbing over his tongue and the tip leaving a trail of both pre-cum and actual cum. With a muffled whimpering moan Sly started suckling on it as if it were second nature for him.

"Mm, yeah, good boy." Murray growled with pleasure, "You like my dick, huh? You gonna suck on it real good for me?" he thrust forward, burying over half of his fat cock inside of Sly and making the poor raccoon gag on it, "Suck it." he ordered. Sly did so. He sucked on Murray's throbbing manhood as hard as he could, his tongue working all over the shaft and lapping up the cum from his head. The loud slurping sound of Sly's mouth on Murray's cock filled the two males' ears. Murray was in heaven. Sly's mouth felt so damn good; so warm and wet... His cock gave hard twitches and throbs inside the slut's maw and Murray's pleasured shivering and moaning began anew. He leaned over Sly's face for leverage and began harshly pistoning back and forth, breeding Sly's face good and hard. He treated him like he was just some toy for him to use; fucking his face as if it were little more than a fleshlight or a fuck doll. Sly had his hands on Murray's waist and was trying to push him off while he continued to choke on Murray's fuckstick. Murray didn't care about Sly's discomfort; all he cared about was breeding his hot little face and making him his.

"Ah! Ah! Suck it! Suck it harder, slut boy!" Murray cried out, his big, heavy balls slapping against Sly's furry chin with every powerful forward thrust he gave. He'd managed to get all but the last couple inches of his member down Sly's throat at this point and he planned to get those two unattended inches rammed inside him soon enough. His thrusting became harder and harder and Murray could feel his second orgasm approaching. His balls tensed and his fucking reached fever pitch. He was close; so close. He was going to blow down Sly's slutty little throat at any second.

"S-Sly...!" Murray cried out, "You're... You're gonna swallow it! All of it!"

"Hrrmph?!" Sly groaned around Murray's girth.

"You heard me! You're gonna swallow my cum, you slut!" Murray yelled, his voice becoming garbled and unintelligible as his words deteriorated into a loud, uncontrolled cry of pleasure. He gave Sly some more thrusts, fucking his face as hard as he could and then ramming his cock in its entirety down Cooper's throat. Sly's eyes went wide as his mouth was suddenly filled with thick, musky hippo cum and the stuff was poured down his throat. Murray's cock shot like a fire hose inside of him, flooding Sly's mouth and stomach with his seed. He kept himself hilted inside of him with Sly's nose pressed up against his crotch and his big, pink balls resting against his chin. Sly could feel the hard cock in his mouth twitching inside of him, a new rope of cum being shot down his throat with every throb it gave.

What was just a few seconds felt like hours to the abused Sly Cooper; hours of forcibly taking Murray's salty cum inside of him until his balls had been sufficiently emptied. Murray then pulled out, his cock shooting a final rope of cum across Sly's face, covering his fur in the stuff. Sly coughed, gasped and spluttered with jizz dripping from his mouth and down his chin.

"Ack! Ahh! Fuck, Murray!" Sly gasped, "T...Too rough...!" he kept coughing, spitting out the cum that he'd managed to not swallow. Murray just laughed at him.

"Ah, come on!" he said, "What, can't our fearless leader take a bit of cock down his throat?"

"A_bit_ of cock?!" Sly echoed, "T-that thing is huge, I thought I was gonna pass out!"

"Quit being such a pussy!" Murray scoffed. Sly was taken aback. As if the uncontrollable urge to force himself on the nearest person wasn't enough, it seemed like that aphrodisiac magnified the users dominant personality too... Murray was acting like some overly horny street thug. Sly had never heard him talk like this before.

"Are you done?" Sly finally asked, "The aphrodisiac's run its course, right?" the lecherous look on Murray's face said otherwise, "C-c'mon, what else do you want from me?!"

"What do you think, slut?" Murray raised an eyebrow, "You still have an entire hole I haven't played with yet?"

"What? Wait, hey, you're not gonna...?" he watched as Murray moved down his body, eventually kneeling between his legs. Sly gulped, "Murray, we both know it's not gonna fit in there... It barely even fit in my mouth."

"I'll make it fit." Murray said. He looked up and down Sly's naked form, licking his lips eagerly. His eyes then fell on Sly's crotch where his average-sized sheath and balls rested, "Not hard, slut? What, ain't I good enough for you?" he reached down and took Sly's sheath between his thumb and forefinger. He started stroking.

"Mm! M-Murray, don't..."

"Quiet." Murray ordered, "You're my slut and my property, so I get to do whatever I want to you. You gonna get hard for me, fuckslut? Gonna be good and hard while I breed your ass?"

"Murr...ay..." Sly gasped, his hips instinctively bucking upwards into Murray's hand. Sly's body was being stubborn. As much as Murray stroked and groped at him, he was getting a reaction. At least, not the reaction he wanted. Sly squirmed and moaned and wriggled about, but his cock stayed safely tucked away in his furry little sheath.

"Huh. I know what'll get you going." Murray smirked and let go of Sly's crotch. He then brought his hand down slowly and Sly watched curiously as he shoved his fingers between his butt cheeks.

"Wait!" Sly knew what he was doing and was about to pull away when Murray leaned forward and placed a firm hand on his chest, forcing him back down.

"Stay there, slut." he said, "This won't hurt. Well... It might at first, but you'll get used to it." he pushed a finger against Sly's waiting hole and got a loud yelp of a gasp from him. He wiggled his finger about and pushed it hard against the raccoon's entrance, eventually managing to spread his hole around his thick digit.

"Ahhh! M-Murray! A-at least be gentle!" Sly cried out. Murray ignored him and pushed his finger in deep, pressing his fingertip against Sly's walls and making him moan and shake, "Oh fuck!"

"Damn, you can barely fit my finger in here!" Murray grunted, "I really need to loosen you up before I fuck you!" he shoved his finger in as deep as it would go, right up to the knuckle. Sly cried out and writhed about. His voice took on a high-pitched, submissive tone and he closed his eyes, his hips pushing back and humping against Murray's finger. He couldn't help it. As embarrassed as he was to admit it, having something up his ass was one of Sly's buttons. If anyone ever wanted to make Sly putty in their hands all they had to do was pin him down and shove a couple fingers up his tight little ass. Murray started to finger fuck his ass which got more than a fair a mount of loud whimpers and moans from the slut. Sly cried out, his ass starting to burn with pain, but he managed to ignore it. Having that big, thick finger of Murray's pistoning in and out of his hole felt so good, Sly was melting in Murray's grasp.

The fingering did it. Murray finally saw the pink tip of Sly's dick emerge from his sheath, steadily hardening as he violated and toyed with the furry male's hole.

"Mm, so it just took a finger up the ass to get you hard, huh?" Murray gave a victorious laugh, his finger still working Sly's hole, "You like this, slut?" he pushed in deep.

"Ahh! Mm!"

"Answer me! You like this, you little cocksucker?" Murray's fingering became harder, rougher and more brutal. Sly just squirmed and moaned for him.

"Ah! Oh fuck! Y-yes! I like it!" he whimpered, hips still gyrating against Murray's finger, letting him get it in good and deep while his cock kept hardening, "I like it!!"

"Heh, well you'll love this then." he pressed a second finger against Sly's hole next to his first one and managed to force it in. Sly's ass screamed with pain and he cried out, fists clenching, but he took the both. His mouth opened wide to let out loud yelps and whimpers as Murray penetrated his ass with both fingers, now fucking his ass with the two digits. Sly's cock was fully hard in seconds, his fiver incher throbbing and twitching. He reached down and grabbed his cock but his hand was quickly swatted away.

"Ah!" Murray said, a warning tone in his voice, "Not yet, slut."

"B-but..." Sly kept trying to touch himself and Murray kept slapping his hand away whenever it came anywhere near his dick. Murray then grabbed it himself, gripping it like a vice and making Sly gasp at the touch. He started to run his thumb across his tip.

"Heh, look at this little thing." he chuckled. There was a huge size difference between Sly's cock and Murray's hand; his member was easily dwarfed by it, his hole shaft swallowed up by Murray's grip, "It's kinda cute." he started stroking it. His hand moved tormentingly slow up and down his shaft and made Sly moan softly. The raccoon kept reaching down to stroke himself, but Murray made sure his own hand kept Sly from touching himself, "You want to jerk off, huh, slut?"

"Y-yes..." Sly whimpered.

"Well... I'll think about it." Murray kept stroking him, his thumb pressing against his sensitive cock head every now and again. He loved how much Sly squirmed and writhed. To think, all it took for the notorious Sly Cooper to submit was to shove a couple fingers up his ass. Murray couldn't help but keep a wide smirk on his face. Their eyes meet and Sly's mouth opened to speak, but all that came out was a pathetic, submissive whimper. He knew what Murray wanted him to say and he was all too happy to say it, just for the right to touch his own cock.

"P...P..." Sly gasped, "Please...?"

"Please?" Murray repeated.

"P-please!" Sly said, louder this time, "Please let me jerk off... Sir...? Master...?" Sly kept fumbling for the right words to say. Murray's smirk widened as he listened to his brave, fearless leader degrade himself like this.

"Your dick's so small compared to mine." Murray said, seemingly out of nowhere, "Look at the little thing. Barely even reaches half my size. Who knew Sly Cooper had such a tiny cock?" Cooper was blushing furiously. He knew he wasn't amazing, but to hear his size humiliated and mocked like this felt incredibly humbling, like Murray was knocking him down several pegs just by mentioning his size.

"It's... It's not that small..." Sly said.

"Sure it is, slut." Murray thrust his hips out and proudly presented his huge nine inch cock, still throbbing hard between his legs, "See this, fucktoy? This is a real cock." Sly gulped and stared at it. Murray's fingers were still lodged inside his ass, stretching and fucking his hole while Murray made sure Sly knew how much of a superior male he was, "I want you to hear you say your cock's small." Sly opened his mouth and stuttered nervously. He didn't know if he could do it... But Murray's hand kept stroking him so damn teasingly and his cock felt so incredibly hard; he needed to jerk off. He swallowed his pride and spoke.

"I have a small cock..." he said. Murray glared at him disapprovingly, a clear sign that Sly wasn't loud enough with his confession. He tried again, "I... I have a small cock! I have a small cock!!"

"Good slut!" Murray rammed his two fingers deep into Sly's ass, making him cry out loudly, "Who's the real man here!"

"You are! You're the real man! Your cock's so much bigger! Ohh, fuck, Murray! Please let me jerk off!" Murray seemed to consider it, a faux thoughtful look on his face. A couple moments later and he let go of Sly's cock and let the raccoon have at it, "Thank you!" Sly gasped and gripped his average sized cock tight, jerking himself furiously and moaning loudly.

"Heh, horny little slut." Murray laughed.

His fingers were then pulled from Sly's ass. Sly was so busy working his cock that he barely even noticed, nor did he notice Murray shuffling forward, his erect cock at the ready. Sly gave a surprised gasp when the hippo grabbed him by the ankles and lifted them up, placing them on his shoulders and then rubbing his tip, wet with cum, across Sly's hole, slightly stretched by his fingers. Their eyes met.

"G...Gentle...?" Sly asked. An amused look passed over Murray's face... and then he thrust forward. Sly cried out and arched his back as the huge hippo cock was rammed several inches deep inside his ass. With one hand still gripping his cock tight his other hand scraped at the wooden floor, pain flaring throughout his body. Murray ignored his cries of pain and kept pushing himself in deeper. He was too busy enjoying Sly's immensely tight ass to care about his moaning. He leaned forward, gripping Sly by the waist and forcing himself deeper still, cock throbbing and twitching inside his violated passage.

"Moan, bitch." Murray growled.

"Ohh! Murray!" Sly obeyed. His ass clenched down around Murray's cock, making his passage even tighter for his aggressor. As much pain as his ass was in Sly couldn't stop jerking himself off. He kept working his hand quickly up and down his dick, pre leaking from it and covering the fingers of the blue gloves that he was still wearing. He felt every inch of Murray's thick rod being worked inside of him. He didn't know if he could take it all, but he knew Murray wouldn't care. Murray wasn't going to start showing him mercy now.

"Nghh... How's my cock feel, bitch?"

"Good..." Sly whimpered.

"Just good?" Murray thrust in deep, a few more hard inches of hippo cock penetrating Sly's body.

"Ahh!! I-it's amazing!!" Sly cried out.

"That's better." Murray growled. He thrust forward some more and finally managed to hilt inside him. He stayed like that; every inch of his cock rammed inside Sly Cooper's fuckhole. He looked into Sly's eyes and gave him an order: "Beg for it." Sly looked back at him and obeyed.

"Fuck me... Fuck me, please..." he breathed.

Without another word Murray slid all but the tip of his cock from Sly's ass and then rammed the whole thing inside him once more.

"Arrrghh!!" Sly cried out, his stroking not letting up for a second. Murray began breeding him ruthlessly, hips working back and forth at incredible speeds and burying his whole cock inside him with every push forward. Sly lay there and took it, whimpering loudly and moaning while the big, fat hippo used him. It hurt; Sly's ass was on fire, but it felt so good. Sly had totally given in to his submissive nature and was now letting Murray do whatever the hell he wanted to him. Sly wouldn't have stopped him if he could. Sly was a dirty, filthy little bitch. A horny cocksucker for Murray to use. Even now, despite all the pain, his cock was as hard as a rock and he couldn't stop pleasuring himself while the superior male had his way with him.

The two males panted loudly, their breathing becoming heavier; more laboured. Murray leaned forward more, still pounding away as hard as he could, his cock leaking cum inside the Cooper slut's abused passage.

"Murray...!" Sly gasped. He felt his balls tensing up and his eyes widened as he felt himself getting close. His cock twitched and throbbed and he closed his eyes, teeth clenching as he erupted all over himself, his cum splattering across Murray's belly and his own furry body. The stuff covered his belly, chest and face and he gave his dick a few more tugs as his orgasm steadily came to a stop a dozen or so ropes of cum later. Exhausted, Sly lay backwards, panting with Murray's cock still breeding his hole. Murray could feel Sly's hole clenching down around his cock which served to push him closer to his own orgasm; the third climax that he'd treated Sly to that night. He thrust in as deep as he could, his hips pressing against Sly's body as he hilted and came inside Cooper's ass.

"Say my name!" Murray ordered.

"M-Murray! Mmm, Murray!!" Sly yelled out obediently, pushing down and letting Murray shoot his load as deep inside him as he could.

Murray gave a low grunt as he finished emptying the contents of his balls into his leader's hole and then slipped his cock from his body, leaving a stretched and leaking raccoon hole. Sly lay there, panting and recovering from the brutal fucking he'd just gotten. Murray stood up, legs shaking slightly and his cock finally starting to soften now that he'd blown three loads, two of which were blown directly inside of the slutty raccoon.

"So, ah... You wanna cuddle?" Murray asked in a joking tone. Sly glared up at him.

"You sure you don't want me to suck you off some more? Or are you done now?" he asked.

"Er, well... I think I'm done..." Murray chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck. Sly looked down at Murray's cock which had softened into a semi-hard state.

"Right... Sure..." he grunted and stood up, wincing at the pain in his cum-dripping ass, "Shit, you were an animal. Sooner we get rid of that aphrodisiac the better."

"Can't we keep it? That was kinda fun-"

"No." Sly said, "Hell no. The moment Bentley's appraised that thing we're selling it." as if on cue they heard a knock at the door which made the two jump in surprise.

"Hey, I dunno what you guys are doing in there and I don't wanna know. Just wanted to say that I'm free to appraise that loot." Murray and Sly looked at each other and shrugged. Might as well continue as normal, so long as Sly could hide his gaping asshole from their turtle companion.

It took a while but eventually Bentley had appraised everything Sly had stolen that night. The trio stood in the room that Bentley had claimed as his own; computer screens adorned the walls and various gadgets and prototypes littered the floor. The loot was all fairly decent stuff; they'd make a decent amount fencing it on. It was when Bentley picked up that heart-shaped bottle that Sly spoke up.

"How much d'you think we can get for it?" he asked. Bentley examined it for a moment before unplugging it and taking a sniff, "Ah! Bentley!" Bentley re-corked it.

"Eh... Maybe about a dollar?" Bentley shrugged.

"W...What...?" Sly asked.

"What, what? This is scented water." Bentley said, "Nice fragrance. What did you think it was?" Sly stared at him in awe.

"That... That thing was in the guy's museum wing... It said it was one of the world's most powerful aphrodisiacs!"

"Ha! Oh, Sly, you should know this by now; rich guys lie all the time about the contents of their museum wing." Bentley gave an amused chuckle, "He probably picked this up from some perfume store on the side of the street somewhere." Sly stared at the turtle for a good few seconds and then his gaze slowly turned to the bashful and blushing hippo besides him.

"It's scented water." he said.

"I, er... I heard..." Murray said, a wide, innocent smile on his face. Bentley looked at both of them, doing the math in his head.

"Oh boy. Er, you two probably need to talk about some things, huh?" he said.

"Son of a bitch." Sly said, glaring at Murray with an unbelieving look in his eyes.

"H-hey, I just... Your butt... I-it looked, you know... I wanted to try it out..."

"Dammit, Murray, I should beat your ass!"

"Beat my ass? Not eat my ass?" Sly took in a sharp breath and took a step towards the hippo who shrunk back slightly, "H-hey, remember how I overpowered you back there? I could do it again, you know..." Sly hesitated. While he certainly wouldn't mind a good cock in him, his ass did need some time to recover from its recent brutal treatment. Sly grumbled and stepped back.

"Fine. Fine. I guess I'll forget about this... Count yourself lucky." he grumbled.

"Great! And I want you to call me Master."

"You're pushing it." Sly glared. Bentley shook his head and turned his attention back to his computer screen.

"Just be quieter next time." he sighed. Sly didn't answer. He knew he couldn't promise that.

"Anyway... The 'aphrodisiac' aside, I want to get to fencing this stuff. Help me load the stuff into the loot bag." he and his companions started packing away the loot, ready to be sold on. Sly would then go on to conduct his business just like any other night, although this time he'd be wearing a pair of pants purely to hide his stretched hole which was definitely going to take some time to return to its usual tightness. Maybe when he got back to HQ there'd be a big, horny pink hippo waiting for him, ready for round four...

THE END

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