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This story was written for Silvergatomon as their Patreon commission for April 2018. It contains M/M sex between consenting adults in a semi-public place, and takes place in the world of Zootopia. :3

Finnick's Favourite Customers

Finnick had hustled in a lot of different ways over the years, many more hustles and many more years than his diminutive frame let on. He'd picked pockets. He'd run cons. He'd sold catnip; the good stuff, none of that shit that would drive a cat savage. And of course, he'd used his cute, tight little body to make more than a few bucks too. Some people might have felt bad for the fennec fox, sorrowful or ashamed on his behalf that he had been forced to demean himself and go outside the laws of the land in such ways just to make money enough to live. Those people were morons. Finnick lived outside the system because the system was shitty, and he didn't trust his money or indeed his own agency to any job that put him within the limits of that system. Others could believe what they wanted about him, but he'd never done anything that he wasn't absolutely willing to do, damn eager to do in some circumstances. And though these days he had revenue streams that meant his body wasn't a necessary tool to provide him with the majority of his living any longer, he still thought back fondly on those days in particular when it had been his cock and his tight little ass that had funded his every whim.

For that reason, he smiled as he glanced down at the phone clutched in his delicate hands. His large eyes wandered over the message resting upon its screen once more, and he chuckled as he nodded gently to himself, and began to reply.

Once more, for old times' sake. After all, they had been... they were his favourite customers.

***********

Finnick licked his lips as he caught the antelope's eye, and grinned as he saw the curved-horned kudu blush. He loved college students. Like it or not, it was hard to deny that with some of his older customers Finnick sometimes got a somewhat creepy vibe from how they treated his size, as though it was somehow a mark of youth rather than simply one of species. That wasn't always the case of course, nor were people around the twenty two year old fennec's own age always entirely pure and sweet in their motivations. At least, as pure and sweet as motivations could be under the circumstances. But, he still greatly enjoyed nights like this. Slipping into a college bar, finding the nervous, bashful students who wanted something to happen but were too shy to speak to whoever they had feelings or desires for, and offering them his services instead.

They had student loans to burn. They had libidos as ripe with youth as Finnick's own. And sometimes, if Finnick was lucky, they'd even be a fun hangout for an evening, too.

Slipping into the back corridor of the bar, avoiding the more widely visited public restrooms for this lesser known set tucked away beyond the private booths, Finnick waited. He counted in his head. Ten seconds. Twenty. Thirty. The door creaked slightly, opening just a crack, and he chuckled as he saw a couple of cloven fingertips trembling against its frame.

"C'mon in. Nobody's gonna bite."

The kudu slipped into the room and looked nervously around. His legs were trembling, and though he stood many times taller than Finnick's own form, he bowed his head nervously, almost apologetically to the sandy furred predator.

"I'm sorry, i-it's just... I've never done this before."

Finnick smiled.

"You're kidding? And you seemed like such a pro."

The antelope raised his head, confused. He saw Finnick's smile, and blushed as the fennec winked at him. He couldn't help but crack a smile of his own, still nervous but now feeling at least a little at ease as the ice was broken. Finnick beckoned the male forward, backing slowly deeper into the restroom, towards a row of cubicles. The kudu followed, leaning slightly forward so that his gangly limbs didn't leave his antlers scraping against the ceiling. He watched as the fennec fox peered into one cubicle, then the next, then a third, before selecting the first of the three. The smaller male padded inside, but held the door open and beckoned for the antelope to join him.

"Hope you don't mind it a little cramped. I asked for an executive suite, but this was all they had at the last minute."

Once again the kudu smiled, chuckling softly as he stepped into the cubicle. Finnick put down the toilet lid and scrambled up onto it, bringing himself to perfect crotch height with the man in front of him. The cubicle door swung closed, and both antelope and fennec felt a tremor run down their spines as Finnick's customer slid the bolt across.

"A-ah..."

Finnick grinned as the antelope gasped at his bold touch, one hand reaching out to begin unbuckling the male's belt while the other reached a little lower upon his tan slacks, groping at the crotch of the garment and rapidly beginning to feel flesh shifting and swelling beneath his fingertips. He always found it best to get things started while his clients, particularly those with stuff downstairs, were still at least partially clothed. If a guy was well on the way to being hard when you pulled down his pants, chances were they'd be proud and confident about it no matter their size. If you stripped them before they'd had a chance to plump up however, it didn't matter how much of a grower they might have been if all they could focus on was how they hadn't been hard when you'd first laid eyes upon them.

For this particular antelope of course, that was not a problem by any stretch of the imagination. By the time Finnick teased his trousers down across his lean thighs, there was already a substantial tent in the taller male's blue and white striped boxers. A tent that only grew as Finnick leaned forward, gave a gentle growl, and nuzzled his face against the bulge. The fennec's big, wide eyes peered up the length of the kudu's lithe body, and he fixed his client with a playful grin. The kind of grin that made a person forget that they were about to pay to have sex, and more often than not convinced them that Finnick was every bit as into this as they were. Which, to be fair to their intelligence, was in fact quite often true to at least some degree.

Gently, Finnick teased down the fabric of the kudu's shorts and freed his proud, substantially sized erection. It had to be close to a foot in length, which meant of course that it was practically a third the length of the fennec's entire body. A greedy shudder ran through Finnick's frame as he wondered how much of it he would be able to take in his ass, but for the time being he contented himself with the reality of the situation. Rising up on his tiptoes on the toilet lid, he wrapped both hands around the shaft of the cock, bowed his head over its peak, and wrapped his muzzle around the firm, throbbing tip. He heard the kudu grunt. He saw out of the corner of one eye an arm reach out to steady the antelope against the wall of the cubicle, and moments later felt a second hand, light and trembling in its touch, brush affectionately against the back of his head.

Stroking and suckling in unison, Finnick could feel from the very beginning that this encounter wasn't going to be a hugely lengthy one. Within less than half a minute of beginning to blow the antelope's cock, he could taste rich, sweet pre-cum dribbling out into his muzzle. Before two minutes had passed the kudu was rocking his hips and grunting, moaning as he stroked the back of Finnick's head ever more tenderly while humping the fennec's face. And after three minutes and change, the antelope began to gasp breathlessly, moaning and murmuring either to Finnick or simply to the world at large.

"Gonna cum. I'm... ohh god, I'm gonna cum. Yes. Yes... s-so close..."

The kudu had told Finnick that he'd never done this before. Sometimes that meant paying for sex. Sometimes that meant sex with a man. Sometimes that meant sex in a public place. Sometimes it meant sex, period. Finnick couldn't be sure of course, but it felt to the more experienced male as though this was one of a sparse few, if not the only sexual experience that the antelope had experienced beyond the touch of his own hand. That knowledge never failed to excite Finnick. To think that he would forever be this man's first, and to drive him to ensure that this first occasion, paid or otherwise, was a memorable one. The fennec's own rock hard cock twitched inside his own trousers, and as his hands worked faster and more feverishly over the length of the antelope's member his muzzle pressed further forward. Deeper onto and around the potentially virgin male's cock, until he gurgled and fought back the urge to gag as he felt the kudu's erection poking at the back of his throat.

His wide eyes peered longingly, lustily up at the antelope's own as he suckled harder and lashed at the male's long, thick cock with his tongue. He gulped down burst after burst of ever more potent and copious pre-cum, and as his hands raced up and down the male's sizeable erection, feeling it throbbing and quivering all the more urgently beneath his touch, his large and sharply attuned ears heard the unmistakable sounds of a man losing control.

"Gonna c-caaaahhhuunnhghh... g-gonna... yes!"

The antelope gasped under his breath, though as he cried out in elation his voice rose sharply, to a surprisingly deep, gruff grunt.

"Cumming! I... I'm cumming!"

Finnick's eyes bulged, and he gurgled loudly as the antelope let loose with even greater force and volume than the fennec had prepared himself for. Cum drooled out of the corners of his muzzle as he fought to gulp down every drop of the potent flow to no avail, and within his own clothes Finnick's cock quivered and twitched in rampant desire as the rich, salty-sweet taste of cum filled his muzzle and engorged his libido with the longing, the deep seeded need for more. Within his maw the kudu's cock throbbed and twitched and let loose everything his balls had to offer for close to twenty seconds. The antelope didn't stop humping, nor did Finnick stop suckling until every last drop had been drained from his body, and until he was left trembling, gasping, too sensitive to allow the fennec fox to carry on.

In the wake of that intimate act, Finnick was pleasantly surprised by how polite the antelope was about everything. Some people, guys particularly if he was honest, could get a little defensive and even a little angry once their balls were drained. With the confidence boost of horniness gone, a man who was having the time of his life thirty seconds before could suddenly realise that oh god, of course he wasn't gay. Of course he had no desire to be with some greedy, cock hungry man-whore. It was then, if they got angry at Finnick for doing as they had asked him to or if they refused to pay for his services, that the teeth had to come out to play, and the claws. But, not this time. The antelope affectionately stroked the back of Finnick's head even as the fennec fox pulled away from his cock. He smiled. He thanked Finnick, and he tipped the smaller male an extra twenty on top of his standard fee even when Finnick insisted it wasn't necessary.

The antelope was already dressed again, and after dabbing his chin with a scrap of toilet tissue there was no sign aside from the kudu's more relaxed gait to suggest that anything remotely lewd or intimate had occurred here. They were all ready to slip out of the cubicle, out of the bathroom, and to go their separate ways when the horned, hoofed male paused and turned back towards the fennec.

"H-hey, no worries if you don't do this, but... could I get your number? In case I... i-in case I want to, make use of your services again?"

Finnick chuckled, shook his head.

"Sorry. I kinda stay on the move, and until they develop a mobile phone that isn't half my size, I ain't fucking about with one of them."

His mirthful smile faded slightly however when he saw the genuine disappointment on the antelope's face.

"But... there's a guy I know. A fox, barely out of high school but a smart kid. Real smart. He always hangs out at the same place every afternoon. A bridge out by the warehouse district. If you find him, and give him your number? I'll get in touch, and we can try to hook up again."

The antelope nodded.

"S-sure. Uh, s-sorry, but... who do I say I'm looking for? I never asked your name."

Finnick grinned, and stuck out a paw into the air.

"You can call me Finnick."

Beaming, the antelope reached down and shook Finnick's hand.

"H-hi, Finnick. You can... uh, you can call me Bucky."

*********

Finnick didn't normally make house calls, but for certain regulars... with certain people for whom he had an undeniable soft spot, the fennec was willing to make an exception. The Grand Pangolin arms wasn't in the best neighbourhood, but it was under new management and obviously the pangolin in question had taken a great deal of pride in making sure that she made a good first impression to her first set of tenants. The rooms were small, but they were all laid out with all the latest modern conveniences. The corridors were polished and spotlessly clean. Finnick knew this because it wasn't the first time he had visited Bucky here since the kudu, freshly graduated from college, had moved in.

This time however, the plan was different. He wasn't just here to spend an evening with Bucky, but apparently to meet one of the antelope's friends. Quite why Bucky wanted him to meet this other antelope, an oryx by the name of Pronk, the fennec fox couldn't even begin to guess. But he trusted Bucky, and more importantly he knew that the kudu had never once short changed him when it came to the end of their time together on any given night.

Checking the greenish tinted screen of his phone, still a little large and bulky for the fennec's liking but at least something he could carry without wearing a backpack for it alone, Finnick checked the time and nodded to himself. Perfectly on time. He slipped his phone back into his pocket, smoothed down the front of his dark shirt, and knocked upon Bucky's door.

"Come in."

A loud, rather booming cry rang out through the door, and the fennec smirked. Over the years Finnick had known Bucky, the kudu had matured from a bashful and inexperienced freshman to a more confident and forthright graduate who actually seemed ready to be an adult and to make his way in the world. Leaping off the ground and scrabbling up the height of the door before wrapping his arms around the handle and twisting sharply, Finnick let himself in, and his eyes widened in curiosity, in amusement, and in undeniable admiration at what he saw as he leapt back to the ground and pushed the door closed behind him once again.

Bucky was sitting upon the bed, naked. Beside the kudu, equally nude and every bit as rock hard as the antelope with the curved horns, was another man. The other antelope, his horns straighter in their form and with a band of darker fur running across the straw-gold of his face, looked at Finnick with bashful excitement. His eyes then turned to Bucky once more, and his muzzle opened as though ready to speak.

No sound came out, or at least, no coherent words. Just a ragged, breathless gasp, at which point his cock twitched. A few moments later his muzzle closed again, and he gave a bashful, perhaps slightly frustrated murmur as he stared nervously down at his own rock hard cock.

"Pronk, this is Finnick. Finnick, meet Pronk. My boyfriend."

Finnick's eyes widened. Now that was a detail that Bucky had not included in his message. It didn't change anything of course, not with regard to how Finnick and Bucky would conduct their business. But, beyond their relationship as client and service provider the fennec fox was a little surprised that Bucky hadn't told him about this development. Mere moments later of course, it became perfectly clear why he hadn't heard about it.

"We've been keeping it casual until now. Just fooling around. Having fun together. But this chatterbox let slip this morning that he wanted to take things further. That he wanted more from our relationship."

The fennec raised an eyebrow.

"So... you decided to invite over the dude you sometimes pay for sex?"

He gauged Pronk's reaction to that semi-playful comment carefully, and smiled a little wider as Pronk just smiled a little. He knew, then. Good, because Finnick wasn't in the business of running interference for couples who couldn't or wouldn't communicate.

Bucky grinned, reached over, and gently grasped at Pronk's rock hard cock.

"Pretty much yeah. Because... I think you can help up. Help us by doing what you've always done for me."

Finnick tilted his head to one side.

"I assume you mean something other than the mind-blowing sex?"

Both antelope's smirked at that, and bashfully, his hand trembling as he did so, Pronk lifted a hand and moved it over to begin caressing Bucky just as Bucky was already stroking him. The curved-horned antelope gasped, moaned, and nuzzled his head gently against his boyfriend's own. Their antlers met, rattling and clacking gently against one another, and they shared a tender kiss before Bucky glanced towards Finnick once more.

"You never treated me like a virgin even when I was. You never treated me like I was some shy, naïve college kid even when I absolutely was one. You treated me like a person. You pleasured me. Let me do the same to you. You let us talk, and laugh... and then at the end of every night you asked for your money like it was the most natural thing in the world, no awkwardness, no embarrassment. You brought me out of my shell, and as much as anything else I learned during college, you taught me to say what needs to be said. And now, Finnick... now, I want you to help me help my boyfriend find that same confidence."

Finnick chuckled. This definitely wasn't a service he normally offered, even if it was under the guise of just doing his normal job and being himself. But... if all Bucky wanted was for him to fool around with Pronk like he was any other guy paying him to do so? The fennec fox shrugged, nodded, and began to take off his clothes.

"Sure, I can do that."

He pulled his shirt up and over his head after undoing only a couple of buttons, and grinned toothily up at where Bucky and the newer, red faced and nervously blushing antelope were sitting side by side, still with their hands upon one another's cocks.

"At least, I can so long as you want it too, Pronk."

The oryx shivered and nodded, gasping silently, breathlessly as Bucky gave his cock another reassuring squeeze. Finnick smirked, and licked his lips.

"A nod is good. But, I want to hear you say it. To hear you say that you want it. So, do you?"

Pronk opened his muzzle, took a deep breath, and let slip an almost inaudible, desperately shy sounding whimper of a response.

"Y-y-...yes..."

*********

"Do you want it?"

Finnick's cock pounded deep into Pronk's ass, the antelope's tongue outstretched, flicking back and forth through the air mere millimetres away from the throbbing, drooling tip of Bucky's own where the kudu rested upon his knees at the other end of the bed. The fennec fox growled, and a desperate, nervous whimper of pure lust escaped Pronk as he sought to stimulate his boyfriend as much as the fennec in his backside was bringing him pleasure.

"Y-yes..."

*********

"Do you want it?"

Finnick stood upon a small set of steps that lifted him to the same height as the urinals in front of which the two antelope were standing. To his left, Bucky's eyes were closed as he jerked off, while to his right Pronk's were wide open as the more nervous antelope twisted his head around over and over again at the slightest sound, certain that they were going to be caught in the midst of their mutual public masturbation. His own hand flew upon his rigid erection nevertheless, and as Finnick growled to him tenderly while he rubbed his own cock, Pronk nodded back with a deep, ragged grunt.

"Yes!"

*********

"Do yo-...a-ahhhh!"

Finnick howled as during his latest attempt to ride Pronk, the antelope grabbed at him and began to bounce him more urgently, more violently upon his rigid cock. The oryx was showing off, putting on a display of his supposed confidence and prowess for Bucky. But, much as he might have been faking his rough, eager arrogance to a degree, the outcome was still the same.

"Fuck him, Pronk! Oh fuck. Ohhh fuck, yeah!"

Bucky bellowed happily as he watched his lover taking the initiative, and in his self-induced frenzy, Pronk wailed back at him.

"Yes! Aaahhh yes, I... I want it! I need it. Oh god, I'm... I'm doing it!"

*********

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum! I'm g-gonna, yes! Fuck me harder, Buck! Ahhh yes!"

Finnick heard their cries before he'd even gotten halfway down the corridor to their room. It had been almost a year since he'd first met Pronk. Almost a year since this corridor had been polished or dusted. A lot had changed, but nothing more so than the oryx's attitude. Indeed, both Pronk and Bucky had changed. There had come a moment, a tipping point where they didn't just love one another any more. Instead, they brought out something new in one another. A competitiveness. A shamelessness. A desire to be brash and bold and loud not just in some things, but everything they did. Showing off just how confident and unafraid they were to put everything about themselves, and how deeply they loved one another, upon display.

"Pronk, they're gonna hear you! T-the neighbours, they're all gonna hear!"

Fists drummed on the walls. Other voices yelled. Of course they could hear, and of course both antelope's knew they could hear.

"Let them hear! Let them listen. Ahhhfuck, fuck yes, let them hear how much I love you! I... I love you so much, Bucky!"

"Oh fuck, s-shut up you sappy goof. I love you more!"

"Nu-uh! I love you more, s-so... ah , you should be the one to shut up!"

"No, you shut up!"

"You shut up!"

"Shut up!"

"Shut u-uuhhhaahhhh... aahhgod, I'm cumming!"

"Pronk! Y-yes! Ohhh fuck, yes!"

Finnick stood outside their door and listened, blushing but neither hard nor smiling as he did so. He had heard them be loud and obnoxious in the way they adored to be together before, utterly without restraint in letting loose the very core of their being for one another and all around them to hear. But, never this loud. Never this gorgeous, adoringly obnoxious.

He couldn't help but wonder... were they holding back? When he was there, when he was with them... were they holding back just for him, so he didn't hear how little they needed him now?

"Oh... ohhh, Bucky..."

"Mnhhh, shut up you idiot. Stop moaning, stop cumming. Shut up, a-and kiss me."

"Shut up and hold me."

"S-shut up. Just... ah, shut up and... marry me."

Finnick's eyes widened.

A joyous, truly rapturous smile crossed the fennec's face for just a few moments. Then it faded, not disappearing entirely but unable to remain with such prominence.

He chuckled softly.

He turned away from the apartment door, and slipped his hands into his pockets as he began to walk away.

If he'd knocked, he was sure that Bucky and Pronk would have welcomed him in. After all, he'd had a standing invitation to their place every weekend for the past year.

But, the difference was that before, they had needed him... or at least they had believed that they did.

More recently, they had wanted him, enjoying the passion and the fun that came from his company.

And now... whether they might have said as much or not, what they needed, and what they probably wanted too, was one another. Just, and only one another.

***********

Finnick had hustled in a lot of different ways over the years, many more hustles and many more years than his diminutive frame let on. As he heard the stall doors either side of him open and close in almost perfect unison however, his already naked body shuddered in anticipation as old memories, old tricks and techniques from years past came flooding back.

He heard the door to the restroom open again, footstep entering and moving over towards the urinals. That did nothing to dissuade the people in the cubicles either side of him though, and it wasn't long at all before he heard the toilet paper dispenser on the far side of the cubicle's left wall rattle, while the dispenser upon his own right hand side gave a similar and almost identical tremor, as though a force had been applied to it from the other side. Finnick gently tugged and teased until the dispenser unclipped from the wall, and revealed a hole between the two cubicles hidden behind it. No sooner was it exposed, a shaft of hot flesh began to poke through it.

"I want your ass."

Pronk grunted loudly, drawing a gasp from the figure still using the urinal somewhere beyond.

"Hey, shut up, I thought I was getting his ass first."

From the other cubicle, Bucky snorted back at his husband. Finnick rolled his eyes, and blushed as Bucky's cock speared its way through the other side wall of the cubicle.

"You shut up!"

"No, you shut up!"

They yelled at one another, the cubicle walls rattling and the whole bathroom echoing with the sounds of their playful fury. Their contest of volume only ended when they heard another sound over it, and both antelopes fell silent as they heard Finnick laughing.

"Man... I missed you guys."

The much smaller but every bit as lustful, horny fennec chuckled as he reached out from where he was perched upon the closed lid of the toilet and grasped each of the two men's foot long cocks in one hand. He squeezed them, and grinned as they bucked against the cubicle walls, moaning and rattling the frames of the structure against which both of them were humping.

"Shut up, Finnick."

Bucky moaned lovingly to the needy male, hearing a chuckle from the opposite cubicle.

"Yeah. What Buck said. Shut up... a-and put that muzzle of yours to work on my cock while you let my husband fuck your ass."

"Wait, what? Pronk! I thought you wanted to fuck him first. You literally just said that. Shut up and stop trying to be all generous and romantic."

"Don't tell me not to be romantic! Maybe I just forgot how much I like feeling your sloppy seconds."

"Now I know you're just trying to make me horny! Shut up and just let Finnick work."

"You shut up and let him work on you!"

"No, you shut up!"

"You shut up!"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

"Shut u-"

" Hey!"

Finnick yelled at the top of his lungs, both Bucky and Pronk falling swiftly and bashfully silent as their cocks twitched and throbbed through the restroom's dual glory-holes. Silence fell over the restroom for just a moment, only for Finnick to take a deep, calming breath, and lick his lips in anticipation as he glanced between the two huge antelope's erections.

"How about you both just shut up for a minute... and let me give my favourite customers what they came here for."

He began to shuffle into position, to align himself so that he could let himself be speared by both ends, muzzle and ass, by the two antelope's huge cocks simultaneously. Finnick shuddered happily, but paused as he glanced back and forth between those two large, throbbing cocks presented so eagerly to him.

"Oh, and happy fifteenth wedding anniversary by the way. This time? Just this once? It's all on the house."

By Jeeves

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