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Tennessee didn't think he'd get as lucky as he did, figuring that the modern thief would've just left after helping him out. It had him silently wishing that wasn't the case with how much he stole peeks of the other man's muscled glutes when following behind him on all the precarious wires in the area. It wasn't his fault they were practically in his face!

He found himself on his back as his descendant fell on top of him, allowing him the opportunity to feel up the cheeks he'd fantasized about the whole time. Each one couldn't be held by only a single hand, or even two for that matter - just the way he liked it. It was emblematic of their lineage that the men were as big as they were, and the fact that he got to feel it for himself got him to leak preseed along both of their trunks. Not once did he think his wildest dreams would ever come true.

Sly wasn't blind to the fondling of his dimpled ass and actively pushed back into the other thief's hands, enjoying the way it felt to be caressed like that. Being the size that they were allowed the both of them to easily dispatch the bulls under Toothpick's command, made even more effortless that they actually stood taller than the henchmen. Not many people in the town could say that!

It did make it a bit hard to fit back into Murray's van, but his awe-inspiring size was more than accounted for given how often he and his crew drove around. The suspension on the vehicle was incredible, but it had to be to hold a raccoon bigger and taller than the hippo was.

Neither of them could get enough of the other, both moaning into one another's mouths as they felt up their respective relative's tremendous bulk. They both adored the width their lineage afforded them, those winglike-lats flaring wider than even the people in Sly's time who spent their entire lives trying to accomplish that in gyms. To make it look so effortless was just what his family was known for.

Being around the other procyon had Tennessee giddier than he'd ever been in his life, his mouth uncontrollably curling into the happiest smile possible. "You _know_I was itching for some alone time with you since I first laid eyes on ya! I really appreciate a man as robust as I am, and that's mighty hard to come by around these parts."

"I bet," Sly scoffed. "It's really something when the only ones like this are two people who don't even use the size they were gifted."

"Yeah, anyone else would've jumped ship to a different job ages ago, but I like what we do and I ain't changing it for the world," Tennessee chuckled. "We're damn good at it!"

"Hell yeah, we are!" Sly, gripped the other man's meaty shoulder. "Why would we want to do anything else when thieving is literally in our blood?"

The sensation of the other raccoon's throbbing prick grinding up his torso towards his pecs got Tennessee's own pole drooling with translucent pre, the feeling of it sandwiched between two procyonic hulks getting him harder than he'd ever been in his life. It got him wondering if his descendant felt the same way. "Hey boy, what do ya think of this?" Without any indication of his intentions, he arched his hilly back in order to press his trunk against the other thief's, smooshing his descendant's cock along with his own.

The feeling of his mighty pillar being squished like that had Sly groaning involuntarily. Never before had another man been able to affect him in quite this manner, and it had him relieved that he found someone who could. "Oh man, I love this!" Lust driving him, he wedged his hand between the pair of hardbodies and grabbed at the other man's dick, feeling the veiny flesh pulse in his grip as his fingers grew coated in slimy pre.

That got Tennessee moaning in return, his back uncontrollably bending and giving room for the pair of raccoonhoods to breathe. While it would always be impressive for someone's arm to be thicker than another person's leg, it was even moreso when their cock was naturally that large. Both he and his descendant sported rods that far outclassed even the most hung of men that they'd encountered, but that was expected of titans who'd grown heavier than half a ton in only a few years of adulthood. The Coopers were a different breed than those around them, and they didn't have to say anything about it; their bodies did all the talking for them.