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Explosions boomed in the distance. On a small military FOB miles from the frontline logistics and support units scrambled around performing various tasks. Artillery pieces on the edge of the FOB fired every few minutes. Near the center a metal shed stood lifted a few feet off the ground on stilts. The sign above the door read "Requisitions".

A german shepherd made his way up the shaky metal steps and banged on the door.

"Holtz! I know you're in there, where are my shells!" he heard some steps, shuffling and then the door opened. The stallion was buttoning his shirt as he turned around and walked towards a desk in the center of the room. The german shepherd followed, a pair of shiny silver bars were pinned to each shoulder.

"I asked for those new shells weeks ago, where are they?"

"You ordered them one week and five days ago captain and they're currently in..." the stallion calmly rolled up his sleeve to check the time on his watch, "The Randol Mountains."

"Well what the fuck are they doing there? You couldn't get a plane or something?"

"And fly your shells through a no fly zone?"

"What are you talking about?" the stallion shifted through his desk, stopping to tap his fingers on the cheap wood. He pulled out a piece of paper and held it out for inspection.

"Command ordered all airspace within 30 miles of the border for combat flights only, no transports."

"I never got this." the shepherd's tone changed to one of slight embarrassment.

"What's your job captain?" the stallion folded his hands on the desk and kept a straight face. The shepherd stared back, unwilling to answer because he was sure it was an attempt to antagonize him. "No really, tell me."

"I command the artillery battery."

"Correct, and my job is to make sure you have what you need. So have a little faith." Before the shepherd had a chance to reply there was an explosion outside, too loud to have come from one of their guns. Some shouting soon followed. "Looks like you need to do some commanding sir." The shepherd scowled and turned for the door, slamming it behind him. Holtz reclined in his chair, breathing out slowly as he looked between his legs. A younger german shepherd lieutenant grinned up at him from under the desk.

"He'd have me court-martialed if I talked to him like that."

"It's a good thing he's not my boss." Holtz grinned down and started unfastening his jeans. The shepherd was still topless from their encounter before they were interrupted and he waited patiently on his knees for his treat.

"Ahhh... there we go... I need to by looser jeans." Holtz chuckled as he wrestled his semi-hard length from its confines. The LT grabbed it and stretched it outwards towards his muzzle where he wrapped his lips around the flared tip. The ring around the middle of his length was still big even when he was soft.

"You think you can take it all this time?" Holtz put his hand on the LT's cheek, rubbing it gently as the canine took more of the hardening length down his muzzle. The shepherd shook his head side to side but Holtz was fine with it. There weren't a lot of guys who could take the full length of a stallion. It only took a few seconds more until his length was back to full strength and ready to carry on from earlier.

"Why don't you lock that door pup?" Holtz said as he petted the dog's ears. His cock slid from his lips, dripping saliva on the floor as the LT got out from under the desk as gracefully as he could. Holtz stood from his chair and finished loosening his jeans so they could drop to the floor. The LT did the same on his way back from the door, his smaller cock bouncing between his thighs. When they were face to face again Holtz spun his finger to tell the LT to turn around.

Holtz always travelled with a personal supply of lube for this exact reason. He pulled it from his desk and applied it to his length and to the shepherd's hole. The dog tensed up when the cold lube was pressed into him.

"You better relax pup, it only gets bigger." Holtz grinned to himself as he worked his finger inside the dog, adding a second when his taught backside had relaxed a little. He rubbed his fingers in the dog until he got him to gasp like a bitch, that's when he knew to continue.

"Fuck you have a nice ass err... what was your name again?" The LT looked back with a quizzical look.

"Ray...? You don't know it yet?"

"Uhhh... sorry, I move around a lot, lots of names to remember you know?"

"You don't have to apologize, I'm not here to date you, I just like the way you fuck." The shepherd grinned back at Holtz and flicked his tail, bending his torso over the desk. Holtz grabbed Ray's tail to hold it up as he stepped forward to meet the canine's tight rear. He cock slid up between the shepherds brown and white furred cheeks, spreading spit and lube along his rear. He slapped his rump and Ray jumped with anticipation. The shepherd pushed his hips back to force the horsecock up his lower back, teasing Holtz.

"You ready pup?"

"Don't ask for my permission, just take what's yours. The Shepherd leaned over the desk and Holtz held his cock to the dog's rear, sliding the broad tip between his cheeks and up against his pucker. This was the stallion's favorite part, the first warmth from forcing his way into a tight accepting hole. It was tough to get his flared tip past the dog's tight ring but he held his length still and slowly speared Ray. Holtz looked between them and licked his lips as he watched his length push into the dog, the tight rump was an unnatural fit.

Ray's legs started to shake just after the ring halfway up the stallion's shaft pushed into him.

"Fuck... Fuck... that's it... Ahhhh" Holtz knew he had reached the dog's limit, his legs quivered and the stallion pulled out, pushing back up to the same spot. Ray braced himself against the desk as the stallion got used to where he needed to stop. Holtz grabbed the dog's hips and picked up his pace, being careful to only thrust as far Ray could handle. It was agony sometimes to fuck smaller guys, Holtz would have killed to stick his cock into a bigger male that could fit him.

The shepherd under him started groaning with each hilt, the pleasure finally starting to overtake the uncomfortable fit. He leaned back and pressed his rear into the stallion.

"Harder!" the sounds of their sex quickly filled the small room, the stallions slick length sliding in and out of the dog as Holtz's hands moved up the shepherds sides to hold him. Eventually Holtz had his right arm wrapped around Ray's abs and held him there while he pounded into him.

Another loud boom shook the room and Ray jerked forward nervously. He looked back at the stallion, his eyes searching for direction.

"They're shooting back at us, don't worry about it." Holtz kept his hips pumping, unconcerned with the yelling outside.

"Shouldn't we get to a bunker?" Holtz shook his head, thrusting harshly into the shepherd to get his attention back on what he was interested in.

"They didn't sign the arms accord, the rounds they're shooting over here would go through any bunker." Ray turned his head back and gasped as the stallions cock hit him deeply again. "Besides, if you're gonna die it might as well be with my cock up your ass." Ray chuckled and shook his head.

"You're fucked up."

"Wouldn't be out here if I wasn't." Holtz said sarcastically as he forced the dog to bend over the desk and drilled him harder.

"I'm gonna cum, your desk, should I-" Holtz grabbed him and pulled him back up, pulling his length out at the same time. He spun the shepherd and grabbed his hips to lift him onto the desk.

"Lie back, you can cum on yourself but not on my forms." Ray spread his legs and scooted to the edge where Holtz grabbed him and easily fit himself back inside the dog's loosened hole. He placed his arms on the desk on both sides of Ray and the shepherd held Holtz so the stallion could fuck him easier. The pounding shook the cheap desk and Ray took to unbuttoning the stallion's shirt which had remained on the whole time. Holtz wasn't distracted as his shirt opened and the shepherd's paws found their way to his bare sides to grip him.

Ray began whining, his cries pointing to only one thing. The dog's head rolled back against the desk and he raised his hips to meet Holtz, his lower back arching up. A slight bulge appeared in the dog's abdomen as the stallion fucked him. The shepherd kept his hips raised as he cried out, the cock in him milking his prostate. His cock bounced against his stomach as it shot a potent load up the shepherd's bare chest. Ray was panting heavily as he blew, his mind a blur as he held onto Holtz during the ride. The stallion could usually go beyond his partner but Ray's hole squeezed him particularly tight when he came.

Holtz bent down and began licking up the shepherd's cum while it was still warm and shooting from his tip. He couldn't help letting out a whinny as he buried his length as safe as he could in the dog and let loose a torrent of pent up cum. Ray shook subtly with each pulse of the massive length inside him, feeling every inch of it flex as it filled him. Holtz continued to clean the dog's chest as he finished inside him. Ray held the stallion's head and rubbed his ears until his muscles relaxed and he let out a sigh. When Holtz finally lifted his body he looked exhausted.

"Too much for you?" Ray smiled.

"Not by a longshot."

"I never knew you had a thing for cum." Ray said, looking down at his partially matted and cleaned fur. Holtz held Ray's hip and carefully pulled out of him, letting all his excess cum spill onto the floor.

"I don't, I just like the way yours tastes." Holtz winked and went for his jeans. He pulled them up and re-buttoned his shirt.

"Same time tomorrow?"

"I'll be gone tomorrow pup." Ray cocked his head, "I'm being pulled to the rear, intelligence says there's a 40% chance the lines get overrun and this FOB becomes the front line." Ray looked shocked, why was Holtz telling him this?

"So... you're just giving me a heads up?"

"No, I'm telling you that classified info because I put in a transfer order for you, I need an assistant. The shepherd finished getting dressed and Holtz moved him aside, he grabbed a form off his desk and handed it to the dog.

"Didn't want you getting jizz all over your new assignment orders."