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Deep in the elder woods, along the outer banks of the south river, a fox by the name of Rylan patrolled the borders of his territory. Most vulpine knew to steer clear from where his scent grew strongest. Though there were those who sought to test their strength against him. Only to fail as every challenger before had. But as years kept passing, his will to fight slowly faded. His fur, which had once been a brilliant red with a pearly white on his underbelly, was now sprinkled with grey that had spread all across his body. Years of maintaining dominance had left the sugar faced fox tired, and doubtful that he could still keep the younger males from his territory.

Before going out to hunt, he left his mark around his borders, hoping that reputation alone would ward off intruders. It seemed to have been working, as he couldn't remember the last time he'd been challenged. He stretched to loosen up a bit. Not that he was really expecting to catch anything, hunting not going particularly well these days. Everyday that passed prey seemed to be getting faster, and the aging fox found that his body refused to move as it once did. In fact, it had been nearly a week since he caught anything at all. With low expectations, he set off into the woods. There was plenty of prey near the river, and Rylan bolted after whatever he managed to get the drop on. Hours past, and the sun began to set. Everything he gave chase to had gotten away. He accepted that it was going to be berries for dinner again. Feeling defeated, he walked slowly to the berry bushes he'd been a frequent visitor to of lately. After eating his fill of blackberries he made his way back to his his den. Another day without protein, but not without food. He settled down into a makeshift bed.

"Time for a little relief" he thought.

Lifting a leg and giving his sheath a gentle lick. Followed by soft prolonged licks to the tip of his slowly growing malehood. It was only a few months ago that he'd first pleasured himself, but now, he was doing it almost every night. He thought he was getting pretty good at it too. Tongue wrapping nicely around his shaft as he licked downwards. Nothing like the gripping embrace of a heated female, but still something. He hadn't taken a mate last season, no longer wanting to risk injury from the competition. He had sired plenty of litters in the past, and although he was still fully capable, he just didn't see it as a worth while risk anymore. Besides, sucking himself off still felt good, just not as good as having a partner to share his den with.

He tried to picture past mating sessions, reaching for his tip, closing his lips around it and beginning to carefully buck into his own maw. He recalled his first time. How hard he fought for the orange furred vixen. How strong he felt after driving the others away from her. How hot and tight her untouched pussy was. He thrust deeper into his mouth, trying to claim it as he had once claimed her. His thoughts drifted to the night he met a female even stronger than he was. There were no challengers for her, she'd already chased them all off. He squirted some pre down his gullet, recalling how she beckoned him into her den. He had hardly made it in before she pounced on top of him, pinning him down. He thrust harder into mouth, almost feeling how her pussy's lips rubbed against his cock before she lifted off, and grabbed his member. Lining it up, and sitting back down on it. Bouncing up and down, all the while squeezing as hard as she could. His knot bumped against his lips. Swelling as he felt his orgasm coming.

He moved his body to better tie himself, as he bucked hard. His knot slipping past his lips and swelling to full size in his muzzle. He gulped down as much of his own seed as he could, but his hips refusal to stop humping made it difficult to contain the torrent. It spilled from his mouth, soaking into his greying fur. Popping his knot out, he gasped for air. As he caught his breath he began licking the tasty liquids from his lips.

"Guess this is my protein for the day" he thought, slightly amusing himself in a melancholy sort of way. He finished lapping away any liquids he had spilt, but continued to lick at his junk to keep the endorphins going a while longer.

"Wow, didn't expect a show!", a higher pitched, but clearly male voice exclaimed.

Rylan jumped up in surprise, yipping a rather girly yelp for the normally deep toned male. He quickly collected himself before adopting an aggressive stance. Fur lifting upright, as he growled in the direction of the intruder.

"Leave! Now!" He commanded, hoping to intimidate his unwelcomed guest.

A figure emerged from the shadows. Another fox as expected, but much larger than Rylan was used to seeing. It approached him, unafraid of his snarling. Now in the light, Rylan got a good look at him. A white fox, fur seemingly shining. Eyes a deep purple, practically piercing his soul as the fox maintained eye contact, clearly confident in himself.

"This is my territory!" Rylan barked. "Get out!"

The intruders face formed a smile. The larger fox took another defiant step towards Rylan, daring him to strike. Which, after a brief but noticeable gulp, he did. He lunged at the white fox, trying to secure a grip on his neck. The two snapping at each other, while fighting for a dominant position. But just as quickly as the fight began, the intruder ended it. Rylan was shoved hard into the ground. The much larger fox mounting on top of him, teeth firmly gripping Rylans scruff, and his body's weight pressing into his swiftly defeated foe. Rylan felt a rush of embarrassment as well as fear. Years of defending this territory from other foxes, and he lost to this one that easily.

"Guess that's it then", he thought. Ready to be chased from his home. He was frustrated, but ultimately knew it was only a matter of time that this would happen. Such is natures way. The foxes grip on his scruff loosened, but he wasn't letting him go just yet, putting his paws over Rylans to discourage any plans of making a break for it. He leaned in close, and spoke directly into Rylan's ear,

"I thought maybe you'd put up a good fight, but that was pretty pathetic". Clearly teasing the fox beneath him. "See I've been watching you for a while now, and you're honestly worse off than I thought". He brought his face down to Rylans, "It's a good thing that I'm here to help you".

"Right", Rylan said sarcastically, "what exactly do you want, if not my territory?".

"To be blunt...you", the white fox said with a smile. Confusing the older fox a bit.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Rylan asked, trying to shift his legs from beneath the added weight.

"Well what I mean is, if you give me what I want, then i'll help you. I can give you back whats been lost".

"And what would that be?" Rylan asked, not really interested in what the fox had to offer, more-so just avoiding angering him while in such a vulnerable position.

The white fox rubbed his head against Rylans in a very loving manner.

"Your strength, your speed, everything. I can give you your youth back".

"Yeah okay, whenever you're done fucking with me, you can just let me go and i'll leave".

The white fox laughed,

"I know it sounds crazy, so just let me demonstrate", he said in a calm voice.

No sooner than those words left the white fox, Rylan felt a tingling sensation in his body. He turned to look at the intruder as best as he could, seeing that his eyes were now glowing, staring back at him with an intensity that he could almost feel. This sudden turn of events filled Rylan with fear, what exactly was he dealing with? He started fighting hard to get out from under the clearly unnatural fox. He didn't think he had the stamina to keep up the struggle, but strangely, even though he was already tired from his hunt, and the fight. He found himself full of energy. A calm, almost pleasant sensation began washing over his body, encouraging him to stop struggling. Every ache, and pain faded from him at once. He stared in awe as he saw his paw, still trapped beneath the intruder, begin to regain it's color. The grey turning a deep black, and it's sheen coming back. Then, the energy he gained seemingly out of nowhere was suddenly gone. His paw fading back to grey, and his joints stiffened as he felt the familiar aches he had gotten used to return.

"W-what was that?!" He shouted to the fox atop him.

"A sample of what I can do for you. If you be good boy, and follow instructions".

The white fox let Rylan's paws go, and stood up. Staring down at Rylan who turned his head to meet his gaze.

"Are you gonna be a good boy?" He said, smiling at him, and waiting for an answer.

"A good boy?" Rylan thought. "What was that supposed to mean?...He said he wanted me. Is he saying he wants me as a mate?!". Rylan had never even considered a male partner, nor did it sound very appealing to him. But he couldn't deny what he saw, what he felt. That fox could really bring him back to his prime. All he had to do was listen, and obey. He took a deep breath, the reward too great to pass up. With a heavy sigh he steeled his nerves,

"Okay."

The white fox stepped over Rylan, turning around to get face to face. He gave him a lick across the nose.

"Then let's get started". He said as he sat down, and spread his legs, exposing a plump sheath, the tip of his cock slightly protruding in anticipation.

"Time to put that muzzle of yours to good use. I already know you're good at sucking cock".

Rylan slowly crept closer, eyes locked on the other males member. A strong feeling of embarrassment at what he was about to do. Now inches from it, he watched as it started to harden, sliding further out of its sheath. Making him hesitate, and second guess himself. Was he really gonna let someone claim his throat. He gave the tip a small sniff, the first time he'd ever smelled another males crotch. Far different from a females. Not a smell that invites you to keep sniffing, but demands you to. It was strange, but not as unpleasant as he thought it would be. With a gulp, he readied himself. Mouth salivating, knowing what was coming.

He opened his maw and extended his tongue. Hitting the ever growing member at its base, and making contact with the sheath, before sliding upwards. As he reached the tip, the pressure from his tongue had managed to push pre out, which dripped down onto it. Making him pause at the sudden salty flavor. A flavor he should be familiar with, but it was different. More potent than his. Again, not as bad as he thought. He kept licking, breathing in the strong masculine scents as he did. With every lick making the other foxes cock push further out. Before long the majority of it had revealed itself, the knot swelling in its sheath, trapping it. At least for now.

"Mmm, that's good. But you can do better".

The white fox pushed down on his dick, lining it up with Rylans mouth, and pressing it against his lips. The pressure beginning to part them with little resistance. The tip entered into his maw, resting on his tongue, leaking pre. For a moment he looked up at the fox dominating him. Eyes meeting for a brief second, before averting them. It was almost instinctual, a submissive trait he'd never experienced. His stomach fluttered as he felt a warm sensation. His heart beating faster. He pushed down on the cock in his mouth. Using his tongue to push more pre out, a flavor he began to enjoy. He kept pushing further down, fitting as much cock as he could, not noticing that the white fox had stood up.

In one quick motion, he felt the other males arms wrap around his head, as their cock was shoved as deep as they could get it. Hitting the back of his throat. Rylan gagged at the sudden deep thrust. This dick was much larger than his own, and it wasn't even at its full length yet. The knot still being hidden away. He stood there, mounted in reverse, getting face fucked. Blushing at the noises it was making, and the feeling of balls slapping against his chin. Nowhere to go, he drank down every liquid shot into him. The rapid and sloppy thrusting filling the air with musk. But with every thrust, he felt the grip around his neck get tighter, the white foxes muscles tightened as he pulled Rylans head into a powerful thrust. His knot freed as it shoved past his submissive foxes lips, barely fitting as he tied in a maw that desperately started sucking down his seed. Rylan swallowed as fast as he could, barely keeping pace with the gushing cum. He couldn't believe how much there was. The white fox let go and turned around, still tied. The sudden change of position yanked Rylan forward, forcing him to go wherever the knot in his mouth went. Causing him to lose his rhythm, and gag as he couldn't keep pace. He pulled back trying to free himself. Only eliciting a deep moan from the other fox. Panicking as he began coughing, cum spilling from his nose and pooling in his throat. Eyes wide, staring at the set of balls happily pumping away inside him. Oxygen running out. His vision began to blur. He was on the brink of passing out, his legs giving out from under him, as only his head stayed up, hanging by the knot in his throat. Just as the world began to go dark, he felt the knot slip, and pop out of his maw. Painting his face white on its way out. He gasped for air, coughing up cum while trying to regain his senses.

"That felt amazing, you have a real talent for sucking dick".

Rylan spit what he could out of his mouth and said between breaths, "yeah whatever".

The white fox laughed pointing downward. "Aww don't act so tough, I can see you enjoyed it".

"What are y-" stopping in his tracks as he looked down at his own throbbing erection. "What?! Why?", he thought, "why did that, of all things, turn me on?".

He wasn't given that much time to think on it. As the other fox began to circle behind him, and start sniffing under his tail.

"How about you lift that tail, and let me take care of your hard-on the right way". Rylan was hesitant, feeling humiliated. But had already come this far, so he raised his tail like a good little vixen. Clenching up as he felt a cold wet nose tickle his tailhole. No one had ever been there before, and all he could think about was the sheer size of the male that would be his first. He felt a warm slick pressure, as the larger fox pressed his tongue against his asshole. Pushing hard against his lower entrance, fighting to get inside.

"Just relax", he told Rylan. "I promise you'll love this".

His words oddly comforting, making it easier to lower his guard, and try to relax his muscles. A few more sensual licks to slicken his back entrance, and he felt the tongue begin to sink into him. Wriggling around, and pushing deeper. Then he felt paws grab his ass, spreading his cheeks apart as the other male bobbed his tongue in and out of him. The strange feeling gradually becoming more pleasurable as it continued. His dick twitched as he shot pre, a clear sign that he was ready for more. His balls ached as his lust grew, and he pushed his ass back, trying to get the tongue to go deeper.

"So impatient" the white fox teased, slapping his ass, and mounting him. "I guess I'll give you what you want".

Rylan could feel the heat from the hard cock that was grinding between his ass. Waiting to feel it warm his insides. It prodded against his tailhole, but unlike the tongue, didn't need to work very hard to get in. He was relaxed and willing, every nibble from the dominant fox above calming him, assuring him that this is where he belonged. He felt a strong urge to submit fully, body tingling. Another surge of submissiveness hit him as the tip entered. His ass holding onto it, his balls pulling up, as his dick smacked into his stomach with another shot of pre. His mate pulled out, and on the second thrust, pushed deeper. With each thrust he would sink another inch into him. Easing him into taking his entire cock. With the deepest thrust yet, his knot pressed against Rylans hole. He kept it there for a moment, pushing, letting his mate feel the size and girth of the knot his asshole would have to fit inside it. He began humping again at a moderate pace, savoring the feeling of his tight submissive vixen. His thrusts growing stronger as he got closer to his climax. He shoved Rylan down, grabbing his leg and flipping him onto his back. His vixens dick was bouncing with every thrust, pre soaking his fur.

"Does it feel good?" He asked Rylan. Who couldn't even muster a response outside of his continued moaning. "Are you gonna cum for me?".

He grabbed Rylans hips and pulled them in. Every time he smacked his knot against his hole, he tried to get it past his stubborn anus, and tie. The added roughness making Rylans cock jump as he started to feel an orgasm rising in him. The white fox grabbed the back of his head, and pulled him into a kiss. Passionately sliding his tongue into him, pushing him over his limit as he sprayed cum all over himself, and his mate. But the orgasmic state didn't end there. His body felt like it was melting.

As his mate pulled away from his maw, he saw those glowing purple eyes again. He arched his back up as he shot another load, dick still pounding his ass, forcing more and more cum out of him. He couldn't control himself, nor could he stop cumming. His furs color returning with every ball-slap against his ass.

The white fox lifted Rylans ass up off the ground, as he shoved his knot into him. His ass opening as wide as it could for him. The white fox howling as he unloaded in his mate. Pumping his insides full of his potent seed, with no sign of stopping. Rylan let out a loud howl in return, his largest shot yet shooting back down into face. He was being bred, and it felt so right. The two were locked together, closing in and embracing in a sticky hug. The white fox licking Rylans face, getting a taste of his essence. He nibbled his ear, and whispered.

"Good boy".

And shortly fell asleep after, still inside him. As soon as he did, Rylan felt a rush a fatigue. Like everything he'd done was hitting him at once. He soon fell asleep, his mates balls pressed firmly against his ass, continuing to fill him.

Rylan awoke to an empty den. He looked around for the white fox, but he was nowhere to be seen. Though his scent was still everywhere, especially on him. Feeling his fur he decided it was a good time to take a bath. While washing he couldn't stop admiring himself in the waters reflection. He really had regained his youth. He felt strong, his fur was shining, and aside from his ass, every ache and pain was gone. After his bath he even went on a successful hunt. He was back.

He thought to himself, "I think its time to search for another mate". And that search was gonna be easier than ever. He wasn't limited anymore. After all, he had learned that males could be just as fun.