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A lone ship cruised lazily through the stars, set on autopilot towards a distant solar system. On board were two bounty hunters. For better or worse they were stuck with each other in the small space. The relationship they shared was a strange one. One moment they were at each other's throats and the next they were acting like the best of friends. Something that made the duo's relationship unique was the way they showed each other affection...

Rocket sighed in comfort as he stepped out of the shower. After the day he had yesterday the raccoon was just glad to be able to relax underneath some hot water. In his paws was the towel he used to dry his fur. He wandered through the ship in his underwear, a simple pair of tighty whities that came with the ship's stock. Without a care in any of the world's Rocket strolled through the ship's narrow hall towards his quarters. With a small sigh he opened the door to his room and stepped inside.

"Huh..." Rocket wondered aloud. There was something about the room that seemed off to the raccoon. He couldn't figure out what it was and it confused him. This was his own room, he knew where everything was but there was something that felt...out of place. Eventually Rocket just shrugged and tossed his towel on his bed. He walked over to a cabinet installed in the wall, fishing through it, looking for a new bodysuit to put on...

Unbeknownst to the raccoon the thing he felt was not something wrong, it was the presence of someone who was not supposed to be there. Slowly and quietly the intruder crept towards the distracted mammal. Rocket's ears flicked and he picked up the scent of someone else. But it was too late, before he could even turn around the raccoon's underwear was gripped tight by the assailant. With a surge of strength the garment was lifted high into the air. Rocket winced in pain, fighting back the tears that were forming in his eyes. His underwear was released and it was followed by laughter.

Rocket took a moment to collect himself before he spoke. "T-that all the best you got?" He turned around with his hand between his legs to face his shipmate, Blackjack O' Hare. He should have known that this was going to happen sooner or later. Things had been quiet on the ship, much too quiet. But now there was the sound of the raccoon's pained breathing and the rabbit's laughter. Just like Rocket, Blackjack was in his tighty whities as well. He fought for breath against his own laughter. After he collected himself he crossed his arms and tapped his metal foot to the floor.

"You think you can do any better?" the blue hard snickered. He sauntered towards Rocket and bent over. "Go ahead, indulge me."

Rocket was more than happy to fulfill Blackjack's wishes. He gripped the underwear tight and pulled them as hard as he could, grunting with effort. A yelp of pain filled his ears, bringing a smile to the raccoon's face. The underwear they wore was made to fit beings of all sizes and types all across the galaxy, they were made of extremely stretchy material from a foreign planet. Taking advantage of that, Rocket pulled the underwear high and stretched them over the rabbit's head. He let go of them, and was now the one laughing as the band snapped over Blackjack's head and covered his eyes.

The rabbit groaned as his bits were smushed against the stretched fabric. The sound of Rocket's laughter echoed throughout the room as he lifted the band up and pulled it off his face. He yelped again as the band snapped against his back. Rubbing his stinging back, Blackjack turned around and sneered at his shipmate.

"Alright, alright," the blue hare grunted. "You may have gotten me but it'll take more than that to take me out."

"Oh, really?" the raccoon taunted.

"Yeah, really. You can't take out Blackjack! You don't have the guts!" the rabbit shot back, pointing a finger at him.

"Is that a bet?"

Upon those words being said, Blackjack's ears sprung up and a devious grin spread on his face. That was a word that brought all kinds of trouble and chaos. There were many things destroyed and many beings that were hurt because of their bets. Both small mammals were relentless in their wagers, neither wanting to be the one to lose. They took them as seriously as life and death itself in the eyes of Rocket and Blackjack. It was better to be in the line of heavy gunfire with no gun themselves than to lose one of their bets.

"Alright, Rocky, what are the charges?" the hare asked, pressing his face close to Rocket's. His twitching nose nearly bumped against the other male's, making Rocket scoff and smush Blackjack's face with his paw.

"The charges are simple. Good ol' fashioned Say Uncle. We got back and forth. First one to cave loses," Rocket challenged.

"Ha! A classic. A classic I'm gonna win!" Blackjack snickered. "You know the punishment, right? Got the hook all ready for ya."

"There's not gonna be a hook this time... You're gonna be the one crying this time. The bet's on now! I'll let you have the first go," Rocket offered, standing still.

Blackjack chuckled darkly as he walked behind the raccoon. He gripped the underwear just like before but it was combined with him lifting his foot and planting it on the brown mammal's back. Using his foot as leverage, the rabbit pulled as hard as he could. As Blackjack strained the material was pulled tight against his rocket's sheath. Rocket clenched his eyes and took deep breaths, enduring the pain that racked his body. It all ended in a sting of pain after the band snapped against his spine.

"What do ya think of that?" Blackjack asked, resting his paws on his hips.

Rocket shuddered against the pain between his legs and gave a sigh. "A-alright, my turn..." Instead of approaching the rabbit, Rocket instead returned to the cabinet and rummaged through it some more until he found what he was looking for. The raccoon sneered as he revealed a thick, leather paddle that he twirled in his paws. Upon seeing it, Blackjack gulped, but he stood firm. It was an unwritten rule that chickening out was an automatic loss.

"Not too late to turn tail..." Rocket challenged, swinging the paddle in the open air.

Blackjack mumbled something under his breath and balled his first. Holding his head high, the rabbit stood firm and turned around. "G-give me all you got!" Rocket did as he was told. First he pulled up the underwear high enough that the fabric stretched and exposed his butt. Rocket chuckled as he snapped the band over his victim's eyes again. He reeled the paddle back and with a grunt he delivered a strong spank that echoed off the walls.

Blackjack grunted and winced but he didn't cave. Rocket repeated the motion, swinging just as hard. The paddle smacked against the twin pair of cheeks. "Last go, ready to call it quits?" At this point the rabbit's cheeks were showing red even under his fur. Blackjack's teeth were grit and tears threatened to spill from his eyes. But he looked back and Rocket and stuck his tongue out in defiance. The raccoon scoffed and gave a toothy grin as he reeled the paddle back extra far and gave as hard a spank as he could. Blackjack cried out and bit his quivering lip but he was still standing against the stinging in his backside. Even though he was hurting, the rabbit smiled as the raccoon cursed under his breath and dropped the paddle in defeat.

Blackjack picked up the paddle and grinned. Sure, it was a copycat, but he was sure that he could do it better than his shipmate could. Though he didn't admit it, the rabbit was close to saying uncle. Knowing that, Blackjack was sure if he gave it all he got there was no way the raccoon would still be standing. He approached Rocket and stood over him. The raccoon's eyes widened upon seeing the paddle now wielded against him but he came too far to quit. He was determined to beat the rabbit this time.

Blackjack gave Rocket the over-the-head treatment, he couldn't wait to make the brown cheeks shine red when he was done. Rubbing his paws and picking up the paddle again, Blackjack held with both paws as he swung. The hit was loud and abrupt, stronger than the hits Rocket dished out. Rocket was pushed forward by the hit. He grit his fangs and took deep breaths, riding out the pain. Then the second hit came, already bringing a lingering sting under the raccoon's tail. And then... It happened... Blackjack gave an extra hard swing for the finale. From the raccoon's mouth came a moan, it was breathy and pitched. Blackjack froze in place and dropped the paddle in shock.

"W-was that... Rocky?!" Blackjack taunted.

"N-no, Jack... T-that wasn't..." but the raccoon's explanation was drowned out by Blackjack's roaring laughter. The rabbit pointed a finger as Rocket snapped his underwear from his head. He looked down and a blush crept across his muzzle as there was a tent in the fabric. "Y-you're actually into this! What kinda weirdo are ya?!"

Rocket avoided Blackjack's gaze, turning around. The rabbit took advantage, tackling Rocket to the ground. Holding his wrists with one paw and slipping his underwear off with the other, Blackjack took the garment and tied the raccoon's wrists together with it. Rocket was left struggling against the makeshift bind. He couldn't break through it thanks to the elasticity... Blackjack stood over him and turned him over. He gave a sly chuckle as he looked at the raccoon's underwear, taking notice of the stiff tent. It bobbed between Rocket's legs, making the blush on his muzzle even stronger.

"You didn't tell me you're into pain, Rocky. Kinky..." Blackjack snickered. He raised his metal foot and pressed it against the twitching member. Rocket winced and shuddered, he could feel the cold metal pressing on his loins even through his underwear.

"I can't stand you sometimes..." Rocket grumbled. But Blackjack wanted an answer to his question, when he didn't get it he pressed his foot down on the rod, listening to Rocket grunt. His own member grew from his sheath, exposed thanks to his lack of underwear. Rocket was holding back another moan, determined to not give the rabbit what he wanted. He wanted to win, somehow, someway. Every match before this always ended the same... Today was supposed to be different...

Blackjack got on his knees and tugged the leg hole of the tighty whities to the side, stretching the material up and over the raccoon's sheath, exposing it to the open air. He let of the material, listening to Rocket wince as the band snapped against his loins. Blackjack eyed the twitching rod and the exposed tailhole underneath the fuzzy pair of orbs.

With his finger, the rabbit prodded against the hole, tracing around the rim and occasionally pressing a finger against the entrance. Rocket clenched his jaws tight, determined not to moan out again. "C-cut it out!" the raccoon growled.

"Ah, ah. You know the rules. You gotta say uncle!" Blackjack teased, pushing a finger against the twitching hole.

"G-get bent!" Rocket snarled, trying to free his paws.

"Very well... You brought this on yourself..." Blackjack breathed and exaggerated sigh, feigning remorse.

Rocket tried his best to hold on as Blackjack, with one paw he penetrated him and with his other paw he gave a hard smack to his already sore backside, trying to get him to cave and say uncle. A finger was shoved in deep, forcing a moan from Rocket's muzzle. He couldn't stop himself from moaning but he could keep himself from saying uncle. Blackjack continued sinking his fingers inside of the mammal, giving more firm slaps to the brown cheeks. He removed his fingers and instead gripped each of the raccoon's legs with each paw. Moving his hips, the rabbit flopped his length against Rocket's twitching hole.

"Last chance, Rocky. I'm giving you the easy out..." Blackjack offered, tilting his head.

Rocket scowled at the rabbit and narrowed his eyes. "Do it... I got a new bet for you, Jack. First to cum loses."

"Hmmm, never done that before..." Blackjack wondered aloud. He smiled and nodded. "Alright, Rocky. You gotta deal!" With that last word the rabbit shoved his hips forward, sticking his tip and first few inches of his shaft inside of Rocket, forcing a moan from the raccoon.

Blackjack rammed himself inside, deep and hard, giving a breathy moan of his own as his length was surrounded by warmth and tight, hugging walls. He leaned against the raccoon, gripping his length with one of his paws, giving it strokes in time with his own pumps. The bet was on, the first one to cum was the loser. It was just him and Rocket, male to male. Blackjack picked up his pace, ramming himself against Rocket's g-spot. He gave a chuckle as the raccoon hissed. But Rocket wasn't going to be outdone, he rocked his hips, slipping more of the rabbit's inches inside of him.

The rabbit bit his lips against Rocket's bouncing, biting back a moan. He thrust himself deep again but Rocket was prepared for that. The raccoon lifted his tail, curling it between Blackjack's legs. The blue mammal winced as the soft fur brushed against his balls over and over again with no let up. Rocket chuckled, thinking he had his shipmate on the ropes now. Blackjack hissed and gripped Rocket's shaft harder, stroking up and down at a steady pace.

"Look at you, doing all that moaning... Sounding like some kinda girl..." Blackjack grunted as he pumped his hips back and forth.

"Y-you're one to talk! There's no way you'll last inside of me! Go ahead and try..." Rocket challenged, surging his hips back, sinking himself on the rabbit.

"Asking for it now, ain't ya?" Blackjack let go of Rocket's length. He draped his body over the raccoon's until their muzzles were only a few inches apart. Blackjack smirked and pounded into the raccoon with quick, shallow thrusts. Both males were moaning against each other. A line of drool ran down Rocket's muzzle against the onslaught his prostate was taking. A thick glob of pre came from his tip. Now, Rocket was the one starting to panic, maybe he was the one who couldn't last longer...

The raccoon thought for a moment on what he was going to do. An idea came to him and he went without it a second thought. Rocket grunted, clenching himself hard on the shaft pumping deep inside of him. He kept it up, clenching hard on and off in time with Blackjack's humps. The bunny shuddered and Rocket felt warmth inside of him, the pre from his rival's tip dripping inside of him. A smug look rose on his muzzle, sure that he was finally going to win.

"Y-you think you...mmpf...h-have me beat? I got another trick up my sleeve, Rocky..." Blackjack let go of Rocket's sides but he continued thrusting inside of the other mammals. He swung both his paws back and in tandem he slammed them against Rocket's cheeks. In time with his thrusts Blackjack delivered smack after smack. Rocket started to sweat, not only because of the pain but the pain itself was giving him a strange sort of pleasure. Each smack of his butt brought him closer and closer to the edge. Grunting and straining, Rocket attempted to free himself. If could only use his paws like Blackjack... But it was no good. It all happened at once. Blackjack delivered his hardest smacks yet and shoved himself as deep as he could. The next thing the raccoon knew he was seeing stars and moaning deep and long. He looked down to see strings of seed painting the fur of his stomach. Leaning over him, the rabbit gave a triumphant cackle.

"Well, well, well... Guess who lost the bet?"

Before Rocket could answer Blackjack pounded himself into Rocket at full rabbit speed, picking his pace up to a blur in and out of the raccoon's tight hole. With a hiss and a shudder, the blue hare flicked his tongue from his muzzle as he came. Rocket groaned as his insides soon felt warm and wet. That's when it hit him that he had lost again...

Blackjack pulled himself out of the raccoon. He wasted no time, dragging Rocket down the corridor and into the ship's main hub. In the main hub, along the back wall were many weapons and gadgets mounted on the wall. But at the very end of the wall was a large, curved hook. Blackjack brought Rocket into the hub and looked down at Rocket. "Time for your punishment... It's you'll old buddy, Hooky. Come on, he's missed ya!"

Rocket just hung his head as he was dragged in front of the hook. Blackjack snickered and hooked the end of Rocket's underwear. Beside the hook itself was a crank. The rabbit turned it and watched in glee as the hook climbed higher, higher, and higher up the wall and with it came Rocket. The raccoon winced and balled his fists as he held in the air by the stretchy material. From atop the wall he dangled. Any attempt to struggle only made him bounce, putting more pressure on loins. Blackjack watched in pride as his rival was left in his cum-stained underwear, hoisted in the air.

"Now, if you excuse me..." Blackjack stretched. "I'm gonna take a long shower... Did I mention it was a long one?" The rabbit snickered to himself as he disappeared down the hall and into his own quarters to gather his things, preparing to take the longest shower he possibly could. He knew he had nothing to worry about, aware that Rocket would be dangling the whole time and even when he came back...