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So, in 2014 (I feel like it was longer ago than that, but that's what FA says), Nek0gami uploaded these two pictures:

https://www.furaffinity.net/view/12514786/

https://www.furaffinity.net/view/12699623/

I was very into the concept, and started toying around with a story based around them. That story has mostly sat on my computer since then. But since I seem to be uploading things now, I cleaned it up and am going to go ahead and upload it.

Enjoy!

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Things were quiet on the Great Fox. The ship had been docked in orbit for several days taking on supplies and getting some overdue maintenance. Since there were currently no major threats to be dealt with, the crew was taking a much needed break. Most were planet-side, enjoying the amenities of the city surrounding the spaceport. Fox McCloud, more comfortable on the ship, wandered through it's uncharacteristically quiet halls. He had taken a day planet-side earlier in the week to hit the bars with the crew, and had spent the following day in his quarters doing his best to recover from it. He had just put in a long workout and was heading back to his quarters to shower and relax.

A sudden beeping cut through the quiet. He reached a paw to his temple to answer the incoming message. There was a softer beep as the call went through and Falco's voice echoed in his ear, as clear as if the bird were standing right next to him. "Hey Fox, saw you were still on the ship. Are you busy?"

Fox was surprised. He would have expected Falco to be at a bar planet-side, not on the ship. He tapped the device at his temple so he could reply. "Just got out of the gym and was heading to my quarters to take a shower. Is everything alright?"

"Everything is fine. I have a favor to ask though. Could you come by my quarters? I need a little help. I wont be offended if you skip the shower."

Fox was even more surprised. Falco was not the type to ask for help. It had to be something relatively urgent. "Yeah, sure. I'll be right there."

"Great, thanks." The conversation cut off, leaving fox with his confusion. He turned around and headed towards the lift, and to Falco's quarters. After a short walk he reached the recessed silver door, and knocked lightly on the cool metal.

The door slid open with a hiss. Falco stood in the door, wearing nothing but boxers and an avian smirk. "That was quick. Come on in."

Fox walked in, and the door hissed shut behind him. The room was dimly lit and there seemed to be nothing obviously amiss. "So, whats the problem?"

Falco closed the distance between them, and pulled fox towards him, their hips making contact. "No problem at all, Fox. I said I needed some help. I got something planet-side, and I need your help to test it."

Fox relaxed. So that was the game, the horn-dog got something naughty planet-side and wanted to engage in a little leisure time. "Oh yeah, what did you get? Is it something you need antibiotics for?"

Falco pulled the fox further into his room and pushed him to the edge of the bed. "Always the comedian. Just sit right there and I'll show you."

Falco went to the bathroom, grabbed something, and tossed it to Fox. Fox looked at the small cardboard box, turning it over in his paws. The front of the box featured a cartoon bird with what appeared to be giant puffy lips on her beak. The brightly colored text on the box was even more confusing: 'Beak Chic Beak Sheath'.

Fox tilted his head and looked from the box to Falco. "What the heck is a beak sheath?"

The feathers on Falco's head poofed out in mild irritation. "Dammit Fox, I know we talked about these. They go on my beak, like in the picture. The are soft, flavored, and lubricated." He smoothed down his feathers and walked over to where Fox was sitting on the bed. He leaned down over the fox and groped him through his loose gym shorts. He brought his beak right next to Fox's ear and whispered, "Turns any bird into a gifted cocksucker."

That certainly helped to jog Fox's memory. Falco had a bit of an oral fixation. Unfortunately, beaks are not really designed for blowjobs. They have points and sharp edges. Since the two of them had started fooling around, Falco had made a few attempts, all of which had ended in mild to moderate discomfort for Fox. They had all but given up on the prospect until not too long ago Falco had found a video featuring these beak sheathes. Falco had watched it. Then, the two of them had watched it, with much groping and whispered promises from Falco. Unfortunately there was not an easy way to get niche sex toys delivered to a ship in deep space. Even the handful of port cities they had stopped at had turned up nothing. Apparently this city was better stocked.

Now, Falco seemed very excited to test them out. Fox couldn't blame him, and moaned as the bird continued to grope his sheath.

"Oh yeah, how could I forget. I guess they have everything at these big port cities. You sure they work?"

"I may have gotten over-excited yesterday when I got them and put a pair on. Whatever adhesive they use, its good. And they are really slick. I'm gonna blow your mind, Foxy."

Falco stopped his groping, grabbed the box from Fox's paw, and walked to the bathroom. "I am going to put them on. How about you get out of those sweaty gym clothes?"

He didn't have to tell Fox twice. The fox peeled off his gym shirt and shorts and tossed them to the floor. His boxers were kicked off to join them. He sat there naked on the edge of the bed with his tail slowly wagging behind him as Falco finished applying his new toys. Falco stepped out of the bathroom, also now naked.

The beak sheath was not subtle. It was almost comical, but Falco seemed excited. It looked very much like the box Fox had just been holding. At the edge of Falco's beak were a set of big red lips. He ran his tongue over them, staring at Fox expectantly. Fox could see them glisten in the dim light. "So Fox, how do they look."

Fox was a little bit unsure what to say. "Like lips. You sure red is your shade though? I would have gotten blue ones."

Falco chucked and nervously licked the lips again. "Red will have to do. But I tell you what, this goes well and I'll buy whatever color you like"

He walked over to the bed, crouched down, and pulled Fox into a kiss. The two had kissed before, but it had always been a little awkward. Falco had to be careful not to nick his lover's face. Now, he was unrestrained. He kissed Fox hard, pushing him down onto the bed. Fox could feel the bird's length grinding against his rapidly filling sheath.

They had never made out like this. It just hadn't been possible. Now Falco seemed to be making up for lost time. His tongue ran along the fox's mouth, probing with new found urgency. Fox moaned into Falco's beak, pulling their hips together.

After a bit, Falco reluctantly pulled back off of the fox. He grinned at Fox, still breathing heavily. "So, what do you think?"

Fox caught his breath. He licked his lips and tasted strawberry. "Damn. Hope you bought a couple boxes."

"I told them to make sure they have more in stock, don't you worry. Now for the real fun."

Falco knelt down at the edge of the bed, between Fox's legs. He wrapped a hand around the red-furred sheath and stroked it slowly up and down, watching as more and more of Fox's cock emerged. He was nervous, but a giddy sort of nervous. He rubbed his beak over the length, making sure to make contact with the lubricated lips. They glided smoothly along the red flesh, wetting it further. Fox watched quietly, eyes lidded, clearly enjoying himself.

Carefully, Falco navigated the length into his beak. He closed his beak as much as he could, until the length was sandwiched between the two fake lips. He held the length in his mouth for a moment, enjoying the warmth and getting used to it's size, before slowly dipping his head down.

Fox groaned loudly as Falco began to bob his head. "Oh Falco, it's so SLICK... feels amazing."

Falco blushed and continued to bob his head. The strawberry flavored lube quickly coated the cock in his mouth, and it was making things very slippery. The length slid through his beak effortlessly. Even with his new lips, he could not really provide any suction, so he just aimed to make as much contact with the length as he could, running his tongue along the bottom of it and rubbing it along the roof of his mouth. He brought a hand down to his own length, hard and already dripping onto the floor of his room, and began to jerk himself off.

Fox ran a paw through the feathers on Falco's head. "Damn Falco, at this rate I am not gonna last very long."

Falco moaned and sped up his head-bobs.

Fox gasped, head tilting back "Oh, naughty bird. You can't wait for me to fill that beak of yours."

Falco blushed and continued to bob his head on the fox's length, bringing his other hand up to grip around Fox's knot. He squeezed it softly in time with his head bobs, making Fox moan.

Falco was completely absorbed in the task at hand. Every detail seemed to ramp up his arousal. Each little groan or gasp from Fox motivated him to keep going. He was not used to keeping his beak open like this and he was starting to get sore, but he didn't want to stop until he managed to drive the fox over the edge.

Fox's legs began to shake. "Fuck, Falco I'm so close... I'm gonna -"

Falco moaned and squeezed the knot again, harder this time. That seemed to be all that was needed. Fox's cock twitched, and his beak was filled with liquid heat. The first shot took him by surprise, but he swallowed as best he could, enjoying every bit of it. Fox's length continued to twitch, each throb adding more cum to the mess in his beak. Falco did his best to savor everything about the moment: the heat, the flavor, the way the knot in his hand throbbed, the way the cum that he couldn't swallow ran down Fox's length to pool between his hand and the knot. The sensory overload was enough to push him over the edge as well. Falco squawked around the length in his beak as long ribbons of avian cum splattered against the side of his bunk and dripped down onto the floor.

After several long moments Fox was spent. Falco carefully cleaned what he could off of the fox's length and pulled his head off of it. He looked at his feathered hand, now a mess of lube and vulpine cum. He licked what he could off the feathers while looking down at the panting fox. He felt very pleased with himself.

"So Fox, how'd I do?"

The bleary eyed fox looked up at him with a contented grin. "How many boxes of those did you say you have?"

"Well, these should be good for a few uses before I take them off. And I plan to head planet-side tomorrow and stock up."

"You should... definitely do that." He sniffed the air. "Wait, Falco, did you cum too?"

"I may have gotten a little caught up in the moment. Been waiting a long time to be able to do this."

"I guess. Damn, bird. I woulda helped you out"

Falco crawled over the fox, straddling him. "Like I said Fox, these have got a few more uses in them still, and its still early yet." He gave Fox a long strawberrys-and-fox-cream flavored kiss and flopped on top of him, content.