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The sun sat on the northern hold, the main infantry encampment within the northern part of Styagara. Most of the men were gathered around a thriving bonfire, trading stories of love and war with the warm taste of alcohol to settle their troubles. A few paced routes along the perimeter. Most of them were wolves, and some Namiwolves - half dire wolf and half gray wolf, who themselves bear the seed of the dire wolf king, the last of his kind. Each of them was a brave, strong, hard wolf, capable of surviving the lifestyle requires on the northern front. Outside the central fire there were rows of light-colored yurts made from the tanned skins of game, each nearly identical to the next, housing a few of the soldiers.

The Li'ka (general) sat at his table, upon which a number of maps were laid out next to a text on the local wildlife. He was a large Namiwolf male, thick of body and tall. The soft lantern light within the spacious general's quarters fell upon his dark chainmail with a gentle glare, itself enshrouded partially in a dark cloak. He had grown restless from his reading, however, and decided to walk outside among the men. Grabbing a rolled herb to smoke, he opened the yurt entrance and began to walk down the isle towards the perimeter, examining the camp.

He didn't get far, however, before he smelled an unfamiliar scent. He perked his ears and gazed around.

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The boy was scarcely fifteen feet from the farthest yurt, hiding his slender form crouched behind the breeze-swayed hide of one of the yurts. The twilight sun cast dark shadows across the ground and gave the men's fire an ethereal glow in the distance. His belly knotted and gave off a quiet rumble, reminding him of his task: to steal food for himself. No sooner than the growl faded to silence, however, he caught sight of the Li'ka from the corner of his eye, not ten feet away along the path. He became anxious, hoping his scurrying and the discontent of his tummy hadn't stirred the large half-dire-wolf before him.

The Li'ka, sniffed the air intently, his ears still perked. He scented intently; began padding down the isle, slowly, and it grew yet stronger. "Definitely too clean to be one of the men," he thought to himself with a chuckle. He put his right paw on the handle of his sword, Knowing that thee were at war, and assassins were not uncommon. He arrived in front of the yurt behind which the boy was hiding; the pup flicked his tail out of the Li'ka's view quickly, hoping to remain unseen.

The general, however, silently unsheathed his blade and gripped it tightly, having seen the quick movement. The scent was stronger still; not a wolf, younger. He peered behind the yurt slowly and caught sight of him. The boy gasped and made a dash for it, however the general tripped him and held him firmly to the ground, blade before his throat: "Who are you and what business do you have here....take caution with your words, intruder!"

Stuck in between flight and surrender, the boy remained still and silent. His gaze confessed the fear of an adolescent scoundrel, but nothing of an assassin's killing touch. His soft fur was layered white and silver with browner flecks here and there, but for black paw tips and muzzle bridge. Clad only in peasant garb, his soft mahogany eyes gaze up at the strong warrior.

He stuttered, "I...I'm just Anatoly. I'm from the farm not half league past the hillock." He spoke in a soft and cautious tone, ears pinned in reverence to the ranking officer. The general could see now that he was a young foxyote, still a boy - but surprisingly quiet sneaking through the camp.

The thick dire-wolf halfbreed paused for a moment, and seeing the fear in the lad's eyes stunned him from his aggression. Anatoly, he admitted to himself, looked cute, and it warmed the elder wolf's heart. He looked at the sword then at the boy: he was skinny, perhaps a bit malnourished, and the Li'ka could tell he was desperate. He sheathed his blade but stayed above the boy. He simply put a paw digit over the front of his muzzle, trying to avoid alerting anyone. Anatoly began to panic as the large wolf's digit covered the entire front of his muzzle, but the strong paw's resolute gentleness quickly swayed him from complete fear. The halfbreed wolf quietly whispered, "shh", and then signaled to the lad to follow him. "Stay silent and follow me," he added as he finally broke his intimidating gaze at the youth to slowly pad back towards his yurt.

Uneducated, but not a real fool, he saw a glimmer of kind in the wolf's commanding eyes if only for a moment. The boy's once-mischievous countenance well-reduced to submission, he followed the warrior as silently as he'd once entered the camp, observing the mysterious commander with each dignified stride.

The Li'ka made his way down the path towards his yurt and, once there, entered, holding the draped entrance open for the boy, who seemed now anything but a threat. Once inside, Anatoly gazed at the surprisingly spartan quarters - but was immediately started.

"Do you have a death wish or something?!" the large wolf snapped at him.

Stunned by the wolf's sudden outburst, the foxyote felt even smaller than his size and again reduced to stuttering, "n...not really, sir, no."

Being caught by this colossal lupine specimen wasn't the pup's plan when he set out to steal dinner, and at his mercy he wasn't about to admit he intended to steal provisions. "I merely sought..." But he hadn't quite figured out what else he'd be looking for instead, and rather gave the Li'ka the half-friendly smile of a caught youth, ears pinned. The yurt was rich with the musk of the mature warrior and his garb, instinctively keeping the smaller, younger vulpne form on the defensive.

The large wolf paused for a moment noticing that he was making the youth frightened a bit. His gaze became less demeaning and a little more compassionate as he again thought to himself how cute the surprise intruder looked in the soft half-light. He let out a sigh and pulled his gloves off. He walked over to his table to poured two glasses of wine, snagging a piece of nut-bread in his digits as well. He walked over to the Anatoly and offered him a cup and the bread. "Well...I certainly noticed you are practically skin and bones...you must've been desperate to think to steal from us, if that was what you were planning" He paused for a moment, giving the foxyote for the first time a soft well-meaning smile. "The old laws we go by are still very cruel. Do you not have family to take care of you?"

The ashen foxyote almost smiled back to him as his heart warmed with relaxation to the general's hospitality. He kept avoiding direct gaze with his superior, however, even as he nibbled the delicious nut bread and sipped on the wine before the half-dire wolf had even finished speaking. Slowly his lipped curled into a half-smile, like before without the consent of its bearer, at the fortunes of meeting who must be the kindest man in the camp, Anatoly thought.

His eyes rose to meet the wolf in grateful response, and he spoke softly, "Well, I have a father, a drunk and a lousy farmer. My older brother used to work for the family but he's summoned for war two years ago and ne'er been heard since...and me mom died birthing me..." He again stared with uncertainty at the wolf as his lips beheld the fine delicious taste of wine.

The general, who had been listening has the foxyote boy spoke, shook his head when he heard the news of the boy's mother. "My mother shared the same fate as yours ...its a tough world out there, and my own father, a warrior like me - best you'd ever see on the battle field, that is til someone more agile sent him on his way." The wolf smiled warmly to lad, feeling for the pup; however also imagining if it had not been he who found him and what the steward might do to the poor boy if he was caught. The wolf looked over the boy with his beautiful blue eyes. He noticed to boys clothes were hardly excusable for wear at all; also that his feet were muddy and slightly cut up from the rough terrain in the north. The wolf stood and turned his head to the boy, "My name is Gloebis" he said warmly as he tossed the boy some dried meat from across the quarters. He then bent over and and picked up a bucket of warm water with a cloth and brought it over before the boy.

He pulled up a stool for himself to sit upon. Without question or warning, Gloebis reached down and gently pulled Anatoly's foot paw into his lap as he moistened the cloth with the warm water.

Gloebis started to wipe away the soot and blood from his feet. "This will help them ...trust me..." He said smiling welcomingly at the pup, who cringed for a second while the warm water touched upon his wounds, but then returned the warm smile. Already, he felt secure in the care of the general.

The foxyote boy was nibbling on the dried meat. He was surprised by the general's care and began to blush softly; nevertheless, he was also obliging to tender touch of a superior. "I'm glad to meet you Gloebis," he half blurted out with meat still upon tongue, smiling with levity...and no longer had he spoke than he immediately castigated himself for his uncourteous manner of speech in the presence of this kind man. The Li'ka was of high status, beyond the mere farmers and peasantry, and not to be spoken to so casually. But Glebis responded only with a broad comforting smile and a silent nod.

The boy caught himself staring at the hulky male and looked again at the ground - "Thank you, sir" he spoke softly, and most genuinely of all he'd thusfar said. Gloebis touched upon his paws with maximum care, and Anatoly could only stare in anxious fascination. The unfamiliar scent of the place which had at first intimidated him now began to feel like a friendly smell.

With his little paws tended to, the wolf reached over to a satchel under his table and dolloped some yellowish-green paste on his digit. He rubbed it into the few gashes and scrapes on the Anatoly's foot and whispered gently: "You have no real need to thank me, I mean ...our whole creed as soldiers is supposed to be to protect the weak and keep safe the king....Being Li'ka has its benefits too," he added in summation with a grin at the boy.

Then, he continued, "I was a lost, hungry boy once, not unlike you...had to kill to survive. But not everyone is blessed with the body and spirit to do such things." He said smiling at the boy. "Plus its nice to have some company that can hold a conversation beyond tales of war and which beauties they're going to fuck back home. I have far beyond what I need to survive and die a wealthy, wealthy lord...I can afford to give a lot more than a bit of bread and meat." Gloebis spoke as he lowered Anatoly's foot and then picked the other one up in his lap and began to do the same to it, looking at Anatoly directly in the eyes. He felt a burn in his chest, and a sort of giddiness at the boy's beauty and cautious charm - a feeling once so familiar before over a decade of battles and jaded affairs.

He found himself enjoying rubbing the boy's feet, knowing the lad probably hasn't had a shred of affection from a superior his whole life. The feeling overwhelmed him as he felt the gentle pads in his big, strong paws - what a wonderful creature to have in his room, he thought, and a grin overtook his muzzle. His ears folded for a half-second as, at that moment he decided that whoever this boy was in the world, he would help him in all ways he could.

For Anatoly, the increasing affection in Gloebis' attention made him a little nervous while it also sent a wonderful exciting chill up his spine. It wasn't that he'd never been touched by a friend, but he'd never been touched like this; and he couldn't help but feel strong butterflies in his belly. The wolf's kindness blanketed him, and as the powerful Li'ka's gaze met his own he couldn't hold back an almost giddy grin which he immediately tried in vain to stifle.

Shy for what to do, the pup snuck glances at his newly-found savior, the tip of his tale's gentle sway a giveaway to his overall mood. "Well," he spoke quietly, "I appreciate all you've done already, sir." A slight pause and then: "And, I've much enjoyed hearing you speak as well."

At the tone of his own words he flushed with embarrassment and tried in vain to fight off a red blush. He abruptly looked down and away.

Gloebis smiled wide and looked closer at the youth. His paw reached out, placing two of his thick digits to Anatoly's chin, and raised his head up from looking away "Hey, hey now...happiness isn't anything to be ashamed of, nor is enjoyment..." the direwolf halfbreed said as he at last set down the boy's other foot paw. He stood up, threw the wet cloth in the bucket, and then brought the pitcher of wine over with him as he sat back down. He poured himself another glass before topping off Anatoly's glass generously as well. "What would you say to me helping you out weekly? this is my encampment the steward passes through once a month. I have more than enough supplies, and then some. I will feed you, give you drink, and cories," - the local money "...how does that fare to your ears?" Gloebis said, smiling and sitting one paw on the boys knee, another sign of affection, as Anatoly blushed harder. The foxyote's heart welled with affection for the Li'ka, whose promise of support was irresistible - more caring than his father, for certain. He also felt warm all over, nervousness growing sated by Gloebis's wine.

"You mean, you'll do this, for me?...Every week?" he asked, his head tilted to the side inquisitively with innocent, hopeful young eyes.

He couldn't help but notice now how much he appreciated the wolf's paw on his knee. Every time Gloebis touched him, he felt himself wish it was a little bit more, though he was shy to the feeling. He gratefully reached his own soft paw out and placed it on the wolf's much larger one.

"That fares...winderfully...." he blurted out again, before he could catch the word. "I mean, winderful that you'd offer such kindness and ask nothing of me!" he corrected soberly, but still smiling.

The elder wolf smiled guiltily and perked his ears as Anatoly made his exclamation. He spoke, in a more serious tone: "Oh, but I do ask one thing in return..."

"Yes, sir?"

The wolf then stood and walked over to his bedside table, picked up a candle and used the flame to light up three incense sticks. They lightly fizzled into their stable simmer as the general placed them in the three corners of the large yurt. He took a moment to admire again the boy's beauty. The silken silvery fur and gentle curves of his body caused the Li'ka's mind to stir... His gentle heart, quiet replies; how his soft boy fur bristled to his own, experienced and world-tainted touch; even the way he half-smiled when he bit into the bread and when his toes curled to the warm cloth. He growled lowly to himself, holding a sweet yet half-guilty grin.

"Well since you are not in my ranks I cannot really demand anything from you...but, for my kindness and...deep care, I do request one," he paused, and thought to add, "well, no, two things. First, you stop stealing...its bad for your well being and your character." To Gloebis' authoritative tone Anatoly nodded compliantly. "Yes sir."

"But , the other thing...." Gloebis was unsure how to put it, and he genuinely did not want to frighten the gentle and elegant youth before him. "Come have dinner with me once a week...and...give me the pleasure of your company," Gloebis said as he slowly walked towards and knelt in front of the fair foxyote.

The wolf leaned back and sipped from his cup. Anatoly nodded agreeably but the elder wolf saw in his gaze that the pup didn't understand completely; so he unbuckled his cloak and shed it onto the ground. Without delay, he then unhooked his chainmail and pulled it off as well, so that he now was clothed only in pants. He at last sat before the small foxyote with his body exposed, breathing heavily as he imaginatively looked over Anatoly's form. The Li'ka had a broad, hard chest with a rather large scar in the center of it. Ebont nipples set on the well molded pecks, but his gut was burly as well with decades of meat and brew.

The pup was anxious indeed, for he began to understand at least partially. Nevertheless the thought of being supported by this noble commander warmed his heart deeply. He'd admired the elder wolf's body already, but now with a full view of it he was able to truly take in Gloebis' commanding presence. The musk within the yurt grew as warm body was revealed from chain and cloth, and Anatoly swallowed nervously - but he did not change his answer.

"Much better" Gloebis remarked to his change in attire. "....do you think you can do this for me Anatoly?" he asked as he gazed at the innocent foxyote, whose nervously submissive demeanor revived a small sense of guilt. Gloebis knew he felt something of love already for the beauty, but did not want to commit more heavily, knowing full the longer the youth lingered the more he was likely to grow affectionate with him - and the general's job likely could not warrant such an affair.

The boy was speechless a moment as the wolf sat before him. The powerful Li'ka now made his inner feelings considerably harder to avoid - a want to be held and touched and loved. He wanted to press his face against Gloebis in warm hug.

"You want me to...do that?" He asked insecurely, trying to find consensus that the wolf had really asked of him what he thought...and the stiff of the foxyote boy's sheath prodded something beyond merely consent. He stared at the wolf's remaining pants and what he thought to be the outline of his package; which Anatoly's active young mind could only imagine as powerful as the lupine that held it. Then he realized he must have been staring at Gloebis' crotch for a solid moment, and jerked gaze back to the general's stern face, which was grinning satisfiedly. Anatoly blushed hard.

The elder commander sniffed the air a bit and could make out the youths arousal. "I certainly would enjoy it..." he said honestly, "and you could use the well cooked meals. Id like you to think someone is always there for you no matter what...something which I lacked at your age, something you seem to lack now."

Gloebis made eye contact as he leaned in close to the boy. He reached his paw reach out and sat it again upon Anatoly's knee - but this time he followed by curling his claws gently scratching his knee up onto his thigh a little, trying to break any tension while encouraging the youth to comfort.

The pup swallowed again and relaxed a little as the wolf touched his leg and confirmed suspicions. He breathed a little nervously - so many new things on one night. He felt very far away from home, and he felt small. Gloebis, his deep voice, his warrior musk - was so big before the virgin-scent pup. The idea of receiving the general as he asked, while it scared him, also strangely enticed. His eyes fixated on the battle scar, then the touch of gray that subtly complemented the experienced wolf's beautiful muzzle...

He stuttered "Y..yeah...I'd be glad to." Smiling, nervous, before adding extremely shyly, "but..."

The wolf's touch, his gentle grasp against Anatoly's beautiful leg which almost reached under the boy's cloth cover, sent a chill down the foxyote's spine. "I..I...I've...never done...stuff like that before," he spoke as his voice shook softly. He knew that some local villages had punished such a boy severely as recently as a few suns ago, before the laws changed. The pup had been an orphan boy, who was still whimpering with bloody tail when he came before the executioner's judgment. He'd been raped, but the villagers considered him thus impure. There was fear and a sadness in his eyes at the thought.

Gloebis paused for a moment. He felt like he already knew it, but the boy's words, spoken in veiled fear, reminded him. A virgin, he thought to himself - and still young, vulnerable. He rolled it around in his mind some, again guilty; self-hatred spilling into loose thoughts of abandoning the request he'd made. But he held a gaze into the pup's eyes and again smelled his attraction. Anatoly's beautiful cerulean eyes looked to general for comfort, and as authority. The wolf knew he was already past a simple encounter with the boy - he cared for him genuinely. And he could not change his course.

The half dire wolf stood up, grabbed Anatoly soft paw, and guided him towards the bed. He sat beside the boy, wrapping an arm around him and snugging him against his side. "We will not do anything that makes you uncomfortable, pup. But, its been a good while for me, too... You can take refuge in the fact that though I'm strong, I took an oath to never hurt any innocent soul...and I've never met someone as innocent as you are ...nor as beautiful. " He said reassuringly, reaching around and lifting Anatoly's head gently up to look in his eyes. Gloebis gave in to a big smile. Anatoly looked apprehensive, but the way the general held him tight warmed his soul and he embraced the touches. The warrior leaned in towards the smaller youth and rolled his tongue from his muzzle landing it right on top of the foxyote's velvet lips.

As he did this, his paw reached up the boy's leg and under his clothing rubbing his inner thigh affectionately, up until his calloused digit felt the untouched sack of the beautiful gift from the gods before him. He leaned back and perked his ears watching the boy close his eyes and moan softly. The general gave a little shiver and murred with excited joy as he saw the pup was almost smiling - comforted by the wolf's promise.

Indeed, the boy couldn't help but believe every word his new protector spoke, and inside his prior nervousness grew into an enthusiasm to care for the wolf as he desired. With the enthusiasm of a first crush, Anatoly kissed awkwardly back at the Li'ka's probing tongue. The boy was solidly lovestruck.

Anatoly quietly reached out first to touch, and then to embrace the wolf, nervously kissing his bare chest and looking up as if for approval. Gloebis murmured to himself and growled (albeit, in a deep, loving way) as he whispered "Oh, pretty little pup, you're the prettiest thing these paws have touched..."

Anatoly blushed to the whisper; and the big wolf made him feel quite special. The Li'ka pet the boy's head, with a chuckle to himself, knowing he probably had no idea what he was doing. Thus, Gloebis decided to take control. Without haste he removed his paw from under the boy's tunic and was removing it from the pup instead. He murred in a low growl which intimidated the boy again almost to fear, for it had been a while for the commander who now gazed upon the untouched youth, naked but for a ratty loin cloth, tunic laying at his feet. Within his loin cloth his own musky sheath grew thick, and a wet spot started to appear at the tip of his bulge. He sniffed the air, taking in the sweet precious scent. He then pushed the boy back onto the bed with his big strong paw against the smaller chest. Gloebis rubbed and kneaded the boy's tummy and sides as the other squirmed and huffed, both nervous and excited still.

The general grinned down at him, his paw traveling to one of the pup's little nipples, which he pinched softly. Anatoly squealed a tiny bit from the sensation; Gloebis growled lustily again and laid to the side of the boy. He looked down at him with a reassuringly caring gaze, happy to satisfy his curiosities. He let his paws wander over the youth's delicate body, enjoying himself as Anatoly breathed deeply and at last let out a quiet shy murr of his own. The general chuckled to himself and continued.

The experienced paw groped under the boy's loin, which he easily removed, and happily touched his soft, fuzzy sheath. The pup's arousal showed in the stiffness of it. Anatoly, in turn, murmured and stroked the general's tunny. There rose a thick masculine smell from around the warm wet spot on the elder's pants...which Anatoly very shyly reached to touch. The boy huffed as the feel of the bulge so huge in his paw aroused him.

Gloebis breathed deeply and observed, happy to let the boy play with him. When the young pup sniffed his scent, the wolf reached and gently encouraged him to rub his face in it - which Anatoly, completely at the will of his protector, did not resist. Rather, he moaned to the smell of Gloebis' strong crotch - and the wet spot which lightly slimed his nose with slick precum, an unfamiliar feeling. This greatly satisfied the general. He could hardly wait any longer.

The boy fox looked first at his groping paw, then at the general, who nodded as he grinned. The Li'ka decided to help indulge the teen's curiosity. He rose up and stood in front of Anatoly, staring at him as he untied his pants and, in one motion, stepped out of them along with his loin cloth. He turned away from the boy to bend over and reveal his strong rump and heavy sack. He set both his and the boy's clothes on the table before returning the the bed. He stood presenting the boy with his now-half-exposed canine erection dangling before him, leaking pre still. The light from the lit candles glimmered off his dark gray fur and the shine of his desirous cock.

While he sat again on the bed, his paw reached over and landed on Anatoly's bulge. The wolf began to softly rub and roll the pup's erection around again. He smiled and watched the pup squirm from the alien touch of his manhood by another male, taking delight in the sight and feel of it all.

His heartbeat increased from feeling the young beautiful parts of the pup - knowing that he would be the one who mentors and loves the pup for the first time - and for many times to come. Maybe even for the rest of his life. He felt honored to be the one, and thanked the boy for offering his body. He smiled genuinely as he said it.

With that, he scooted his form down the bed to get a better look at the pup's fresh, soft sheath. He looked up at the boy, who was blushing, and put a paw firmly upon his chest. He then lowered his graying muzzle down to sniff at the boy's package, murring enthusiastically. He began licking and nuzzling the boy's crotch - for the first time by anyone, he thought proudly as he took the foxyote's penis into his strong muzzle and caressed it.

Anatoly blushed hard, getting firmer as he now silently craved more, his fur standing on end. But as the wolf's strong paw fondled under his taint, he couldn't help but moan aloud, softening to a murr as the pup shyly squirmed and inhaled Gloebis' dominant smell. The pup curled his toes again and swallowed, watching. He dripped a clear drop of excited pre for the first time, his mind racing with thoughts of what may be to come.

The wolf took the young pup's entire full sheath into his muzzle, sucking gently on it, using his tongue and lips to push the sheath skin back and reveal the pup's full erection within his maw. Gloebis' eyes closed at the enjoyment of the slightly sweet musky taste of the pup; at last he released the boy's half-erect cock from his his mouth. The wolf then licked strongly at the boy's taint and tight sac, enjoying every bit of its taste, before pausing to murr and growl in satisfaction.

Anatoly had been squirming under him the whole time, and the sound of his labored moans, the way his fur bristled nervously here and there, drove the warrior wild inside. Gloebis longed to make the little puppy squirm and cum, for he knew Anatoly couldn't take it much longer.

Indeed, the youth began to moan out as the pleasure of the wolf's muzzle overcame him, his little toes curling. He saw the wolfs maw enveloping him fully again, and he drizzled a little clear pre onto the his warm tongue. He panted for just a moment and then...began to huff rapidly as a feeling built up inside him that again drove him to squirm firmly and moan. Gloebis held him down firmly. He continued to ravenously suckle and lick the boy's cock as the overwhelmed foxyote spattered a few shots of warm salty cum within the gray muzzle. Gloebis murred and happily swallowed the boy's virgin load with a wide grin, its fresh taste bringing him back to happier times past while young Anatoly panted and blushed in afterglow, hardly able to believe what he'd just shared.

Gloebis uttered, "good boy," patting the pu on the back. The boy in turn gazed at the wolf in a sort of admiration, panting quietly as his body relaxed from pangs of orgasm, the smell of cum filling the room.

Gloebis scooted again to bury his nose in the boy's package. He softly pushed the small orbs around with his large nose, sniffing up all the scent he could. Lost in the beauty of the boy, the commander sniffed further down below his sac to his short taint leading to his untouched tailhole. Here the wolf took in the smell and offered a few licks. The boy squirmed to the licks and the puffing of air on his most private parts, but he nevertheless enjoyed every moment of attention from the experienced Li'ka.

Gloebis then retracted his muzzle and made eye contact with the boy. He sat up and then laid across the bed signaling for the young lad to come join him by patting the cloth pad lightly. The large male wolf smiled warmly his pup, while sporting a rather large deep-red erection half way out of its fuzzy sheath which decorated Anatoly's nose with its scent.

"Come join me up here Anatoly, I want you to lay by my side with your head on my chest" The wolf said, extending a paw out towards the panting and blushing boy.

The pup listened to the wolf's request without protest and did so, eager to lay himself against the wolf's body. Anatoly then murred again and smiled as the Li'ka's smell comforted and enticed the pup beyond any semblance of nervousness and into a youthful ecstasy, his cheek gently nuzzling the elder male's body in a grateful and affectionate gesture of compliance, wanting to please the noble superior.

The wolf pulled the lad over onto his body so that they were facing one another; the boy's balls and wet sheath lay on his belly. Gloebis softly gripped both the boy's sides and smiled down at him. He began to softly rub Anatoly's side, working his large digits around the back of the boy until they slowly moved more to the center, lower....The wolf moved his paw firmly around the soft little cheeks of the foxyote pup's untouched rump and gave them a gentle squeeze and spread. The wolf could feel his own erect pulse at the thought of being inside the pup. He murmured to himself lowly.

Again, Gloebis used one of his paws to force the boy into a deep kiss; and Anatoly gladly kissed back. Gloebis' shifted his gripping paw, extending his index digit, which he pressed at the soft tight flesh that was the boy's untouched tailhole. Another low growl. Anatoly felt the touch, shivered, and murred. He was nervous but quite curious. So, when the elder wolf pushed his claw against it, not penetrating but prodding, and then moved in a circular motion, the pup pushed back softly - his tail was flagged almost on instinct. His heart fluttered anxiously at the thought of the thick red cock he'd seen fitting into his rear, but the thought of being under the control of the kind, powerful wolf didn't offend Anatoly's gentler sensibilities at all, and he gently kissed the wolf's warm neck once the kiss parted.

Despite virginity he could tell how greatly Gloebis' passions had excited since first acquainting inside the yurt, and he felt a near sense of duty to repay the generous wolf with release; and he loved feeling beautiful. The boy's soft, smaller paws softly rub and touch the larger form.

Gloebis huffed and, removing his prodding digit, replaced it with his prodding tip. The wolf calmly bucked upwards and pressed against the tight hole a little. He smiled in enjoyment as the pup's fur ticked his sensitive shaft and smeared with precum. Anatoly's deep breathing begged the general for more.

The wolf easily moved the boy as he himself rose to his knees. He laid the pup on his back upon the bed, holding the small, soft ankles of the boy - whose coy eagerness was apparent in his eyes. He spread the boy's legs. And brought his leaking tip to the beautiful, tight pink tailhole before him, his heavy cock drooling on the fox's taint. He grinned to Anatoly, who gazed back at him silently, his own modest tool still erect.

"I'm going to get you ready first," he said matter-of-factly, pulling back so that he could bury his muzzle against the boy's tail. He spurted a little pre while his tongue felt the exquisite virginity of the fox boy's hole. Anatoly murred under his breath here and there, eager to show the wolf his trust. The warrior's deep smell continued to float in the air, comforting the pup who was moaning and gasping to the prodding tongue.

The youth closed his eyes secretly imagining what it will feel like to take the dominant general's thick penis into his bottom for the first time.

Gloebis soon raised his head from the pit of beauty and smiled at the fox. Personally, for a moment, he could not believe what was happening that night. Though filled to the brim with carnal lust, he still reveled in the honor to take the fox's precious virginity. He took a deep breath and looked down at the innocent youth before him, before reaching down and pushing his full erection out of its fuzzy holder.

He scooted in close to the boy, letting his cock leak pre on the soft, ashen belly. Anatoly was blushing and silent, but when the wolf smiled at him he smiled back a little.

It was time. Gloebis spoke with a serious tone: "Anatoly...whatever happens next...what ever you feel...you have to trust me...It will hurt a lot at first...but I promise if it is too much we will stop. Understand?" The wolf almost said as if he were speaking to one of his men.

The foxyote let out a gentle moan and nervously gazed at the tool he was about to take, and then the wolf. Told he'd be in pain, but still unsure of the feeling, his heart nonetheless welled with trust for his new patron, and a desire to please. He nodded, trying not to get scared.

He spoke softly, "No matter what" his voice almost in a whisper "I trust you". He smiled softly, hoping to extend what he felt to the wolf, love, with a soft smile and admiring gaze "I promise"

The wolf nodded and smiled, taking that beautiful moment in as he used a vat of oil on the table to slicken his throbbing, hungry tool. But then, after returning to his position above the boy on the bed, he replied, again seriously: "Now...I'm sorry if this might scare you a little bit...but I cannot risk you making a sound. " Gloebis said as his paw reached up and grabbed and around the boy's muzzle firmly, holding it shut. His other paw rubbed the excess oil against the foxyote's tail.

For Anatoly, the smell and sound and feel of the elder wolf's deliberate motion, passion - his desire for him made him feel in a way cared for, loved moreso than the cold world he largely experienced at home and in town. He trusted that no matter what the wolf would care for him; and he anxiously delighted in that thought as he waited for Gloebis to at last deflower him.

And that sight, of the boy in such delight, giving himself over that way, was something the Li'ka had missed for a long while. And now, here with this perfect, beautiful, willing virgin...he would make his fantasy into reality. The experienced wolf grasped the soft leg of the boy and pressed his hips forward using his other paw to guide his cock. The pointed tip found the tight entrance of the boy and made eye contact with him. He nodded to the pup, who lovingly nodded back; and then he, without hesitation, firmly pushed the tip in the tight clenching hole.

As the tip of the large tool protruded into his tight untouched hole, the thick burning feeling overrode the pup's sweet thoughts. He did squirm a little bit, and his muzzle moved to open against the pressure of the general's paw, uttering only the softest squeals despite his best effort to remain silent and calm. It did hurt, very badly. His eyes held view of the powerful Li'ka in their corner as the dominant male's thick, anticipating cock made its way deeper into the tense, constricting hole. The larger part of the head took resistance of the untouched hole, with a firm thrust the head popped in. Gloebis grunted in satisfaction, though he knew that hurt for the squirming lad , trying so hard not to squeal, the experience was different. The large canine removed the paw from his cock and used it to hold the boy close and still. He paused a moment, holding the boy, and whispered softly; "good little pup, good boy; I know it hurts, just stay with me beautiful..."

The foxyote boy whimpered again; Gloebis' paw gripped it shut tighter. He slighty growled as a part of him, the predator dire wolf in him, wanted to unleash deep breeding thrusts, however the disciplined commander was able to control his eagerness. Still, he continued pushing his thick shaft in, causing the boy's hole to stretch for the first time. Anatoly would've yelped, but the paw held so tight and he put all his energy into pleasing the wolf above him. His eyes began to water. The gaze in the wolf's eye half-intimidated the boy, for he could see that Gloebis would not yield, regardless...but, the trust he felt for the bigger creature's kind heart, the hope for promises fulfilled, and especially the powerless feeling in the grip of a commanding warrior, drove him to slow his squirms.

The wolf finally pushed the remainder of his shaft in the boy with a resolute thrust. Anatoly squealed again, though only a little. Gloebis murred, stayed still enjoying the feeling, and then slowly pulled out of the boy's hole. He growled and grinned as the boy, once muzzle was freed, began to pant and huff - the toes on his sweet footpaws curled.

The half dire wolf could also see that the pup was stiff of sheath. Gloebis grabbed his loin cloth and sat at the head of the bed. He invited the overwhelmed vulpine to wards his lap, where his throbbing red cock awaited. Anatoly approached dutifully and, when close enough was easily lifted into position by the general. Presenting the loin cloth, he said, "bite down on that...it'll help." Gloebis then shoved his loin cloth into the boy's muzzle without asking and the pup, half-surprised, accepted it. It smelled and tasted of the masculine wolf, and it made him murr. Meanwhile the graymuzzle wolf grinned at the young teen somewhat with at the lusty thought of making the little cute foxyote bite down on a loin cloth he'd worn for four days. The boy felt the wolf lowering his tail again on the tip, and he bit down hard.

With several low huffs and moans the wolf pushed back in, more quickly this time, as he enjoyed the sight of the boy mouthing his musk. He lifted the pup until the thick throbbing cock shaft was completely out of the boy, only head still inside, and he then pushed the shaft slowly back in again all the way. The boy squirmed but now made not a sound - in addition, he leaked a drop of precum. Gloebis did this four more times, more powerfully each time. He could feel his pre was making the boys insides slick. Making it easier to fuck.

The pup huffed and unfed quietly with each of the four deep thrusts the wolf pushed into him. The burning was still there, but there was something else too, a sort of excitement. He took a few deep breaths through his nose and leaked a strong line of pre from his stiff member.

He kept his tail as relaxed as a virgin could, almost letting out a half-squeal under his breath again, but managed to stifle it. He heard, from above, the warm, wonderful sound of Gloebis' deep voice telling him, "Good boy", and the scent of his admired warrior so close comforted him. Through the pain, he truly trusted and admired him. As the pain became more pleasurable, he melted under the command of the powerful wolf.

Gloebis could at this point hardly hold back, and he felt himself drowning in thoughts that spread like a wildfire throughout him. With the lingering war, it could always be the last night of his life. It'd been over a year since he'd fulfilled this desire; and many years since he was able to truly do so in love. He seized this moment for him, and for the pup. Yes, he thought, he couldn't let this cute foxyote go - he wouldn't let him down.

He growled lowly enough to have a stern bass to it but not enough for prying ears to hear. A rumble in his chest still, he started to quickening his pace. He squeezed Anatoly tight and fucked him relentlessly, his knot tapping the taut hole with each thrust. His wet cock's spreading the boys virgin pucker around his throbbing shaft, he looked down at the sight happily. He could see the boy's anus muscles contracting around his red cock, causing his tailhole to clench and pulse from the alien intruder. Gloebis quietly reassured his boy with a loving nibble to his ear as he continued to thrust, the animal in him defiantly demanding more. His heavy balls tapped the boy's backside.

Anatoly huffed and grunted silently with each strong push within him, zoning out as best he could from the deep burning inside him. The more he thought about the wolf's pleasure, and how much he already cared for him, the better the cock burying itself deep inside him felt. Each time his thoughts returned to his tail, he would clench and squeeze tight and his throat would elicit a soft pained moan. His eyes watered a bit and one shed a tear down his cheek as the pup again focused on the smell of the elder male. He knew he was giving Gloebis great pleasure; his body, from the deep penetration, beginning to go to a near intoxicated state. he relaxed his form as the wolf fucked harder and harder, the pups' correspondant huffing growing likewise stronger. His paws and toes clenched tight. He leaked more and more precum from his stiff sheath, from the tip of which his soft pink poked.

The wolf lustfully fucked into the virgin hole, hitting the youth more and more deeply, stretching the foxyote with his knot surface. Gloebis' ears would perk to each soft whimper and moan he heard; he'd smile to himself slightly getting off on the sounds of the pup' a definition of his position and power he had, and not misplacing his dominance. He lowered his head as he thrusted steadily - now they were not just humps but almost jabs, each thrust making a noise from the wetness and the impact. The wolf arched his back and pushed the boy down hard to get deeper thrusts, growling and then moaning lowly as he bred the boy, his tongue rolling across the pup's ears and head.

He wanted so badly to fill the huffing, blushing boy with his thickened knot; but he knew he'd rip the boy open if he shoved in now. He couldn't betray him like that - so he decided against a tie for the first time. Nonetheless, he did continue to slam his member into the pup now firmly biting his scruff as he did.

The boy, as he was rocked with each powerful slapping thrust, inhaled the wolf's smell again and again for comfort. He leaked, for the first time, a drop of cum from his tip as the older wolf's thick cock milked him. He felt oddly at ease with being so taken by the masculine Li'ka; in fact, he thought for a half second how he didn't ever want to go home.

Above him, Gloebis growled a little less dominantly and almost frustratingly, for he was fighting back something now. Building deep inside his groin and stomach he could feel a slight butterfly feeling rolling in. He could feel his balls tighten up, for the slaps were less weighted. His grip grew tight around the boy, however his movements did not soften; they were yet harder as the climax within him built. The boy's slick, tight interior felt divine, as beautiful as his youthful form. The flesh snugged itself around the maleness of the general's large wolf cock.

The wolf threw his head back and pushed hard in the boy. Gripping the lad under his arms, the wolf pulled the boy towards him tightly. He pushed his cock so deep that the virgin tailhole slightly started to stretch from the pressure against the knot, Anatoly whimpered and Gloebis gritted his teeth and let out a grunt. His cock flexed, and his balls twitched, he felt a warm flush take over him. His boy's insides suddenly felt almost magical causing his erection to blindingly, blissfully drive in a final time. The golden feeling over took his entire groin and he growled a final time; with that, he shot his first thick rope of wolf cum deep inside the formerly virgin hole.

The first rope of cum was out-matched by the following, and the next. The wolf spilled his seed in large amount deep in the boy, more than he has ever came in his life. Grunting, he kept shooting wad after wad deep into the beautiful, blushing foxyote, marking his rump rosy pink around the rim of his penetrated tail.

Gloebis removed one paw from holding the pup to grasp his knot, milking the rest of his orgasm. Anatoly made another audible moan and he came a drop, and then a little rope. His eyes were glazed and he panted soft breaths from under the musky loincloth. The sharp burning from under his tail hurt badly but also felt at the same time...really amazing, he realized. The orgasmic wave which overtook the powerful Li'ka enveloped the spirit of the pup as well, and he panted and moaned in a high effeminate squeal - this time in ecstasy as his cock drizzled yet again in unison with the general.

They both came to a stop, the quarters at last silent except for each of them panting deeply. Gloebis took a few deep breaths to regain himself. His smile was uncontrollable. He had experienced something rare, taking a beautiful pup's virginity - something he could never return - and when he pulled the loins from the boy's maw he began to smile a little as well from beneath his heavy afterglow. The wolf gazed down at the youth as he could, from his penetrated tailhole to his eyes, and he loved the way it all looked. He wished he could own this for the rest of his life, live in this moment. It almost felt different, but at the same time he almost felt like there was something missing...

With a grin, he gently stroked the pup's erect cock to draw out a few more moans and another line of cum. "Goood boy..." he spoke, and Anatoly let out a cute boyish murr which filled Gloebis' heart with love. At last, he slowly, gently pulled his hips back and his cock followed slowly. When his cock pulled out of the pup completely it was followed by a gush of thick hot wolf cum that spilled out onto the sheets below. He chuckled to himself as he set the pup down.

Grinning down at him, the big wolf smeared some the spilled cum into the boy's chest fur and laid his erect, spent cock on his cute little belly, which made Anatoly giggle softly. The pup didn't mind - for by now they were united in deep affections. Gloebis grinned deviously. The boy tilted his head, still smiling. From the half dire wolf's commanding cock, a steady stream of urine began to flood across the pup's tummy and chest, spraying the musky liquid all over the youth, then on his face, mouth, everywhere he could. He even pulled back and urinated on the pups cum-filled tailhole. He murred in satisfaction as he marked the pup, who blushed, still panting in afterglow. All the foxyote did was close his eyes and, once the stream ended, stifle a grin as the pungent stench had made him feel thoroughly under the Li'ka's control.

Gloebis sighed and petted his belly and then stood. He grabbed a clean cloth from his belongings and proceeded to clean off the pup's privates and body, both rubbing it in and drying him off. He then tossed the soiled cloth away and returned to the bed upon which he laid on his side. With care, he pulled his precious boy close as he could, his large, experienced paw caressing the pup's moist tummy.

Anatoly never wanted him to let go. The feelings he felt for the first time, he never wanted to let go of, and he held the warrior's thick arms in his own. Gloebis kissed the back of the boy's head, and the boy in turn kissed Gloebis's snuggling arm.

The general's smile faded as he pondered silently, listening to the beautiful vulpine's gentle breath and heartbeat. Without a word, he conveyed his affections with another gentle kiss and lick at the back of the foxyote's head. At last, he whispered quietly, "I know you said you had some family...back home...but I'd be fool if I had ideas for a new home for you...its be your choice...but you could stay with me..Forever if you'd like...you'd have be my servant, or at least pose as one but, I'd always protect you, and feed you, you do not have to answer now..." he trailed off. For a moment he was himself shy before the pup. He added, "...and I could just be some old dumb wolf chasing a wild dream."

The boy took a deep breath of the wolf's essence, He had already hoped so badly that the wolf would ask him to stay. To Gloebis's offer, the pup beamed. He turned to face his hero and buried his muzzle in the wolf's form, nuzzling firmly and holding him tight as a pup can. "I don't need to think. I wanna stay with you," he replied.

"I never wanna go back home" the pup blurted out further. Anatoly felt more secure as the property of the caring and powerful Li'ka than he ever had as the less-preferred thief of a son of a less-preferred family in a war-afflicted town. His heart welled with the thought that the youthful hopes he had could be real; that the wolf would keep him in warm embrace through the night and every night to come.

Perplexed by the foxyote's response, the Li'ka smiled widely, hugging his new beloved close to him while petting his back. Happiness overtook the graymuzzle - something worth living for and fighting for had just strayed into his life again and a burnt out fire reawakened.

He emphatically spoke, "Then I, Gloebis, Li'ka of this northern hold, vow to protect and mentor you, young Anatoly; and to protect you forever through blood and tears," and then he kissed the pup on his soft forehead. The foxyote whispered softly, sweetly, "and I, Anatoly, will never forget what you have done for me; and I will obey you in this life and forever. And I..."

Gloebis' ears half-didn't want to hear the next part. He felt it too, in his heart...but he knew that, in his occupation, his life could be taken from him any day. He saw too much beauty in the boy's eyes to let anything hurt him. He would have to survive for him, regardless...

"...Love you Gloebis." - and the boy softly kissed the wolf's paw. The big wolf smiled warmly back to those words and replied without any question in his heart, "I love you too pup."

And, for the rest of the evening, they held each other tight.