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The morning started as it usually did for Jake and Chance doing their morning workout, taking a shower, then breakfast. They might dress and maintain their place slovenly but they knew keeping fit kept them alive. Later that morning, they finished the work on the Turbokat, that was interrupted by their sex play the night before.

Chance was getting ready for a trip over to Burke and Murray's place. He put on a brown leather biker jacket and dark jeans. They had an agreement with the salvage pair, they supplied the SWAT Kats with spare parts, and their lives would stay theirs. Jake and Chance had told the pair they were the go-between for the Dark SWAT Kats so they wouldn't ask them any questions when they demanded special parts from the salvage Burke and Murray collected.

Chance was about to leave when Jake blocked his way, a naughty look on his face.

"Don't I get a kiss before you go?" He asked coyly wearing only a jockstrap.

The burly tabby chuckled and grabbed him by the neck, pulling him close and giving Jake what he wanted. To give the promise of more later, he reached down and slipped a paw into the tom's jockstrap and fondled the semi-erect flesh within.

He finally pulled away from a pair of moaning lips and whispered hotly into Jake's ear, "You know we don't have time buddy, but I won't be long either. When I get back, I'll fuck you till' you beg me to stop. What I've done now will keep you pent up, but it'll only be a half hour, I know you won't get impatient will you?"

With the paw still rubbing his kat-hood, Jake answered heatedly, "I'll wait right here. I'll want a few rounds for myself."

"Deal!" Chance growled softly, removing his paw.

"See you later...hot stuff..." Jake rumbled.

Sighing, Jake watched Chance take off on his bike then turned back inside. They had made a living space in the salvage offices and their kitchen and bedrooms were upstairs. He went to the ratty couch and flicked on the TV. His cock kept getting hard as his mind recalled last night and this morning.

Snorting in annoyance, Jake went upstairs and retrieved a pair of jeans then returned to the living room. He'd just gotten settled again when there was a knock at his door. Frowning, he knew Chance wouldn't be back yet and they never got company. The yard wasn't open to anyone but that idiot pair Burke and Murray.

On alert, he approached the door cautiously and opened it a crack. He wasn't happy to see who was standing there.

"Feral?!" He growled.

"Hello, Jacob." The brown tom greeted him calmly.

"What'd ya want?" Jake demanded, not opening the door any further.

'Oh I could think of all sorts of things, especially the tom in front of me.' Feral smirked to himself. He'd recently discovered this kat and Razor were one and the same which meant Chance and T-Bone were also.

"Oh nothing much, just wanted to sit and chat." He grinned like a shark.

Growling at him a moment longer, Jake unwillingly opened the door to allow the big tom in. Feral looked around the dirty, run down place then took a seat on the couch. Jake stood tensely nearby, not willing to sit in this Kat's presence.

Showing his displeasure at the visitor he hated a lot, Jake crossed his arms over his bare chest and rumbled in a quietly dangerous voice, "What are you here for?"

"Well," Feral started, smirking wickedly. "I have some news for you. Seems I've finally found the pair of miscreants I've been looking for." He fidgeted, showing off the huge blaster he normally carried under his uniform coat that he'd had unbuttoned, Jake realized in surprise. In all the time he'd known the enforcer, that damn tom always kept his coat firmly and neatly buttoned up. "Where's your friend, Furlong?" Feral demanded, jerking Jake's attention back to his face.

"He's out." He snapped trying to keep calm. He wished Chance would hurry and get back. He kept a cold exterior while inside butterflies were running around his stomach. If Feral had discovered who they were, they were screwed. He grit his teeth, he knew he could take Feral but with the entire enforcer army on their tails there would be no where for them to hide. He swallowed....hard.

"Well that's too bad. I have something you could both do for me. I know for a fact the pair of Kats I've been hunting for the past ten years lives right here." He growled softly.

The cinnamon tom shivered, unsure of just what to do. "I have no idea what you're talking about! You hunt a lot of Kats, what two are you talking about?" He asked brazenly, still hoping Feral was blowing smoke out his ass and was just on a fishing expedition.

"Oh, really! Well what if I was to tell you that when that fancy jet of yours was escaping once again this time a chopper managed to hit it with special bullets. Bullets that held tracking devices. What if I was to tell you those devices led me to here and that I had some friends hook up this place with some audio spy recorders when you were out and have been listening to the carrying on in this very room for some time now. Interesting stuff I've heard through this little device here....." Feral said with a broad smirk as he lifted a cushion and revealed a sickeningly familiar object.

Jake felt shock roar through him. He forced his mind to function. If Feral knew for some time who they were, why was he here now.....alone? Confused, Jake just stared at his enemy.

Feral could see the near panic in the tom's eyes and cold calculation. This was a dangerous Kat and he was trapped. The dark tom needed to play his next card before the tom either beat the crap out of him or bolted. "I have an offer to make you.... I'll wipe clear all the charges against you, clear your names, and even cancel the million dollar debt you owe. All I want in return is a few favors." Feral said cooly.

Jake blinked in shock, this just had to be a dream or Feral had lost it! Neither option sounded sane. It all sounded far too good to be true. For a long moment he couldn't speak. Finally, he took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He really had nothing left to lose now.

Eyeing Feral narrowly he asked, "What's the catch?"

"Get on your knees, right here!" Feral growled triumphantly pointing in front of him, a maniacal look on his face. He had won!

"What?" Jake blurted stepping back, dropping his arms and clenching his fists defensively.

"You heard me! Do it now or the offer goes away and I bring all my enforcers here to drag your ass to jail." Feral rumbled in a dark voice.

Sucking in a breath of fury, Jake slowly approached the seated Kat then dropped to his knees before him but he made no move toward the other's crotch.

"What's the matter? I thought you liked to suck toms off?" He snickered coldly. Seeing the fury in the cinnamon tom's eyes, he said, "You really think I wouldn't know about your relationship with that tabby? What with all of those devices planted everywhere."

"How do I know I can trust you?!" Jake snarled, resigned.

"Well, that depends on you! I'll keep my part of the bargain we're forging here if you keep yours. I won't arrest or take advantage of either of you if you allow me to spend a few nights a week here. I just want some payback for all the trouble and humiliation you've caused me over the years. You give me what you're already giving each other and also you have to promise to stop your robbing ways." Feral assured the tom. "Right now you're going to spend some time on your knees."

Despite how pissed he was about this, Jake thought about it and realized this was the best deal the two of them could expect that's if the dark tom wasn't joking about it. Looking up into Feral's eyes he saw calm certainty and encouragement that all will be well.

"Fine, you've got a deal!" Jake sighed regretfully and unzipped Feral's fly. A few moments of ruffling with the briefs, a drooling cock was soon in front of his nose, pre-cum making it glisten like a glazed pastry, wanting to be devoured. It was big enough to fit with the rest of the Kat's body. Black skin, a heavy musk odor, and pulsating veins made it hard to think of anything else and the pent up mood Jake was in already, made this a little easier to tolerate.

Extending his tongue, he licked, surprised at how pleasant it tasted. With no more second thoughts about what he was about to do, he gulped the huge cock down to the root. He felt redeemed when he heard the surprised moan above him as he sucked in earnest.

The warm, wetness of Jake's mouth engulfing his cock was exactly what he'd wanted since he'd heard those hot recordings. He gently put his hands on Jake's ears and began to rub and caress them while the cinnamon tom teased with tongue and throat muscles.

Feral snickered to himself..... he'd gotten exactly what he wanted, seeing the slim, powerhouse of a tom's lips wrapped around his dick. It made up for quite a lot seeing him behaving in such a submissive way.

Deciding to get the most out of this situation, Jake got a kick out of hearing more moans and other interesting noises he never thought to hear from the dark brown tom. He was surprised to realize he didn't find it onerous doing this even if it was the Commander he was blowing. The sound of panting was fun to listen too as well.

Suddenly, the front door opened. Jake's ears drooped as he realized just how badly the tabby would take this scene.

"Hey Jake I'm home!" Chance shouted as he stepped in the door then closed it behind him. He froze when he saw the Commander sitting on the couch and was even more shocked when he saw his partner kneeling before the dark tom and sucking on his huge cock.

Blinking in stunned disbelief, he stood there for a long moment then dropped the small box of parts he'd been holding.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" He roared angrily.

"Oh, not much," Feral smirked then grunted. "Just cutting a deal with your friend.....and you since you're finally here."

Jake opened his eyes and looked at the tabby, his look unchanged despite the commander pushing his head down on the throbbing meat. He didn't want him to worry, but he knew how protective Chance was.

"What kind of deal!" His lover snarled, clenching his fists.

"Well why don't you tell him?" Feral told Jake, groaning in pleasure.

Jake spat the thick penis out of his mouth and turned his head to his partner. "He says he'll drop all the charges, clear our names and wipe the debt from our records. All we have to do is be his sex toys." He said plainly, licking his lips.

Chance just stared at Jake in disbelief. Feral placed a paw on the smaller tom's head and gently pushed it back to his cock. He moaned as those hot lips began to work their magic again.

The tabby shook his head heavily and asked, "Why? Why would you do this now after all this time?"

"Payback! For years of humiliation and trouble you've caused me. The deal I've made here is infinitely fair compared to what I'm giving up not busting your tails right now!" Feral answered, finding it rather difficult to concentrate on the conversation with the experienced tom sucking on his member like a porn star. "How about you take your clothes off? And I believe you can do the same too, Clawson."

Jake went first, undoing his jeans and slipping them and his jockstrap down to his knees then wriggling them off the rest of the way.

Chance looked at Jake again, and was amazed to see his friend was fine with this. It really sounded too good to be true but his buddy seemed to believe the dark tom and now that he thought about it more, it would give him a chance to actually screw Feral. Now that might be worth being a sex toy after all. Making a decision, Chance began removing his clothes. What he was really having trouble believing was not the charges being cleared but that Feral wanted them as his playthings. The world had definitely gone crazy.

Jake continued to feed on Feral's member , working it with lips and tongue, leaning into it and pulling back until the head was at his lips, breathing around it, kissed, and then sucked gently until it was in his mouth again. Panting, the brown kat started to move his hips, his cock sliding in and out as he felt his climax starting to build, fucking Jake's mouth as he sucked and licked.

Chance watched them, surprised at how hard his cock became from just watching. He smirked as Feral panted, Jakes moans added to it as he swallowed the pulsing kat penis over and over.

'I sure hope you know what you're doing.' Chance thought to himself as he played with his cock slowly.

Growling, Feral started to move faster, wanting to cum in the hot mouth nursing on his groin like a famished kitten. Soon he groaned and growled louder as his body shivered closer to a climax then suddenly he howled as his seed was literally pulled from him. Jake swallowed a big load of his hot kat cream to make room for more.

After panting for a few minutes, regaining his breath, Feral scratched Jake's head and purred, "Good kitty."

Jake drew off the pulsing cock and licked his lips clean, saying nothing, though the taste wasn't all that bad and the scratching felt good. The big brown kat looked over at the tabby, smirking as he saw him stroking himself slowly. Chance brought his paws to his hips as noticed Feral looking at him.

"Now it's your turn Furlong and I think we should continue this in another room, shall we?" Feral suggested.

Shrugging, Chance lead the way upstairs to his room. The tabby laid down on his back and waited in resignation for Feral to undress. Once the Commander was naked, he climbed on the bed and straddled the tabby's legs. He reached out for the erected cock and squeezed it gently. He was rewarded by a groan of pleasure from the supine tom. He used his fingers to rub the head then moved to tug on the tabby's balls stretching the sack and hearing the tom moan loudly. He released it and went back to the cock. Jacking it, varying his grip, pressure and speed, using his thumb to rub and spread pre-cum over the head and making it glisten.

'Like that?' Feral tightened his grip and stroked.

'Yesssssssss.' Chance hissed, thrusting up.

"Good!" The brown tom growled.

Feral got off the tabby and picked up his pants, rummaging through them, pulling out some lube and a condom then got back into position on the kat's lap. When he unrolled the condom on Chance's cock, the tabby couldn't help but wonder why he had one in the first place. But, then again, why did put it on him instead of his own.

The answer came as soon as his ex-commander squeezed a generous amount of lube on the tabby's length, then lifted himself up and lined the throbbing kat hood with his furless pucker. Feral growled as he took Chance inside himself, slowly until his hips rested on the tabby's.

Soon he started moving, grinning at the combination of pleasure and dominance over the kat under him, making Chance growl with smooth movements and precise pressure applied to the cock within him. He ignored the light pleasure easily and, as he loosened up, he gripped the sides of the bed and came crashing down over and over, growling furiously. Jake could only watch as the brown tom fucked furiously, making him shiver at the sight.

Chance let his paws hold the brown tom by the waist to guide him down. He bit his lip, trying to focus, to meet the concentrating gaze above him, but each time his efforts were washed away by the controlled ripple of muscle, dragging the pain-pleasure from him, demanding his seed.

"Let it out Furlong!" Feral's shout finally did him in.

Chance couldn't take it anymore and grabbed the hips over his and pushed his way in hard, jerking in time to rapid gasps as the warm fluid left his body in small spurts. When the spasms ended, he was left panting madly. When he felt the tightness leave his cock, he opened his eyes, only to see the Commander, jacking off in front of his face.

Feral groaned with pleasure as intense muscle spasms blasted gouts of his seed across the tabbly's face, giving a chuckle at the sight of the mess.

Satisfied, he got off the tabby. "You can clean him up if you'd like, Jake." He offered. "I'm finished with you both for now. However, as part of our deal, I have a little mission I want you to perform. If you refuse, the deals off!" Feral said with an uncompromising stare.

"I thought all we needed to do was be your sex slaves?" Chance grumbled.

"That was only for tonight." Feral said told him with a smirk. "I'll see you at headquarters as you are.....if you want to keep your freedom."

With that he took off the condom, re-dressed and threw it in the trash. Once he was out the door Chance just stared at Jake, expressionless.

"Chance...I," He tried to say, but couldn't think of anything.

The tabby sighed. "I'll go have a shower....I'll be alright...." He said half heartedly.

"I sure hope so buddy." Was the only thing Jake managed to say.