The New Recruit
Just an attempt at writing something adult, I'm not particular good at stuff like this but I gave it a go anyway.
Warning: Contains adult material (Reluctance, M/M/M situations, Oral sex, paw play and some light tail-hole teasing ;))
Totally exhausted and covered from head to paw in a thick mesh of leaves and mud, the young fox had been relieved to find that his next test was to take place in the relative warmth of the empty training facility.
However, after sitting alone for some time in the cold metal building, he now found his gaze flicking anxiously towards the small, rusty door.
Shivering slightly, he stood up from the simple metal chair and began to pace restlessly around the room. He was unsure exactly how long they had kept him waiting, but he was now desperate to move on once more.
Not that the idea of leaving the relative shelter of this shoddy building appealed to him itself, for outside he could hear the thunderous roaring of relentless storm.
All day long it had raged, beating down upon the thin metallic roof and howling mournfully around his filthy body, sending a light shiver down his spine as he thought of the morning he had spent in the pounding rain.
It had all been part of his training. Running for hours through thick, boggy ground was expected of every recruit, but he had still found it extremely exhausting, and had rather enjoyed the rest he had since received.
Cocking his head lightly to the side, he pushed such thoughts from his mind as a soft shuffling noise attracted his attention.
With his ears upright and attentive, he turned his gaze hopefully towards the doorway once more. Feeling excited, he let out a deep sigh of relief as it burst open to reveal two drenched, muscular creatures.
This was them, he just knew it. After all the waiting and delays, he would finally get to move on. Perhaps he would even get a shower to wash the filthy collection of undergrowth from his body.
"Greetings, recruit." The first of the creatures spoke, shaking his thick, matted grey fur viciously before offering one of his large, powerful paws to the fox. "I'm Sergeant Warner, and my companion is Corporal Perry."
"Welcome to the family, Private Rogers." The Corporal chuckled lightly at his mention, giving a brief grin that added a friendly light to his black, furry face. "I'm sure you'll be glad to hear that you've passed training with rather impressive marks, and we're pleased to welcome you to the team!"
Hearing this news, the fox let out another sigh of relief. It was over, and he had succeeded. Maybe now he would finally get to meet his companions.
"Thank you sir!" He replied excitedly, giving a brief salute that the Corporal heartily returned. "May I ask what happens now?"
"Well, you'll be joining your squad mates in squad sixteen soon enough," The Corporal replied, grinning round at the Sergeant as he placed a gentle arm around the fox's shoulder, "but first there is your initiation to take care of."
"What do you mean, sir?" Private Rogers asked, feeling slightly nervous as his seniors winked at each other and pushed him back against the wall. "What initiation?"
Giving just a light chuckle by way of reply, the Sergeant forced the new recruit back against the wall, running his cold, wet nose softly over the fox's neck.
"H-hey, what are you doing?" The youngster exclaimed, letting out a soft whimper of surprise as the Corporal joined his companions, pressing his dripping body against that of the lightly trembling recruit.
"Don't worry," He muttered softly, letting his nose gently nudge the inside of the fox's ear as he spoke, "I guarantee you are going to love this."
Without giving the nervous creature a chance to respond, the Corporal ran his nose softly down the dirty muzzle before him, drinking in the fox's heavy musk as he let out a short shudder of anticipation.
Aroused and excited, he was pushed forward by the alluring scent of the filthy, rain-drenched fur. Lusting for the nervous creature, he pressed his body still closer, letting his heavy breath caress the matted fur as he unclasped the simple metal buckle and slid off the youngsters leather belt.
"That's better now," He muttered softly, grasping the rather thin, weedy arms of the Private and forcing them up against the wall, "let's get that sweet, musky body of yours out of those wet clothes."
Ignoring the light whimper of surprise slipping from the fox's lips, the Corporal signalled to his silent companion, who sunk eagerly to his knees and placed a paw firmly on the waistband of the Private's dripping trousers.
"N-no, p-please don't," Private Rogers whimpered nervously, trying to pull away from his superior's firm grip as he felt the fabric slipping down his legs. "j-just let me go, please!"
"C'mon Private, just relax a bit. We're not going to hurt you." Warner muttered, standing up and placing one of his grey furry paws on the fox's shoulder, while running the other down towards the short, stubby bulge in the Private's boxer shorts. "We want you to have as much fun as we do!"
Knowing there was little he could do to resist their superior strength, the fox stopped struggling and allowed his body to relax slightly, only letting out a brief yelp of surprise as his Corporal placed a paw down the front of his underwear and gripped his sheath firmly with his furry fingers.
Seeking to capitalize upon his more relaxed state, Sergeant Warner stripped off the Private's boots and socks, running his nose softly over his dirty foot-paws and breathing deeply to inhale the musky scent.
Though he had felt nervous and afraid, Private Rogers found himself enjoying the gentle touch against his body. Shuddering slightly, he let out a light whimper of pleasure and lent his head forward to rest upon his Corporal's muscular shoulder.
"That's better," Perry chuckled, letting his hands drop from their restraining position against the fox's arms as he licked the youngster on the nose. "Now that you're behaving yourself, I reckon we can have some fun."
Placing a firm paw upon the waistband of the Private's boxer shorts, the Corporal paused for a moment to watch as Sergeant Warner ran his tongue softly over the sensitive pads of the fox's foot-paws.
Seeing the excitement lighting up the new recruits face once more, Perry pulled the Private's underwear down around his ankles, before lifting his head to run his quivering nose over the short, stubby sheath.
"Now then, foxy," He muttered softly, his voice weak with anticipation as his furry body shuddered slightly, "Get yourself down on the floor, and let us show you how we welcome newcomers around here."
Now feeling rather excited, Private Rogers wanted the pair to continue their loving caressing of his body, and slid eagerly down the wall and onto his back, where he raised his paws and batted playfully at the air.
"Hehe, I think we've got him converted!" Perry chuckled lightly, dropping down onto his four powerful paws and running his nose softly through the fox's thick tail fur. "And now we can have some fun!"
While the Corporal continued to nose through the youngster's fur, Warner resumed his gentle caressing of the fox's foot-paws, running his tongue softly over the sensitive pads once more before edging it into the dirt-filled gaps between his toes.
By now the Private's excitement was rising, the bright pink tip of his penis emerging from it's stubby sheath as Corporal Perry's nose teasingly nudged against his tail hole.
"You like that, don't you pup?" Perry giggled lightly, delivering a gentle lick to the tail hole that caused the fox to shudder slightly and let out a deep moan of longing that echoed around the room, "You've been a good boy, and good boys get rewarded."
Enjoying the contented moans of the youngster, the Corporal shifted his nose still upwards along the trembling body, delivering a slow, teasing lick to the damp sheath as he passed upwards towards the awaiting penis.
This he nudged gently, allowing his warm, heavy breath to caress it softly before easing it into his eager mouth. Wrapping his tongue teasingly around it, he rocked his head slowly back and forth, his steady movements pleasuring the erect member as his tongue lightly teased its tip.
Letting out another deep moan of pleasure, the Private reached his peak, his body tensing as a stream of his salty seed shot forth into the Corporal's awaiting muzzle, dribbling down his fur and running onto the foxes own heaving body.
Then, feeling exhausted but happy, Private Roger's laid his head back against the hard stone ground and closed his eyes, a slight sigh of contentment escaping his lips as he resolved to let his superiors tongues lap eagerly at his sticky fur.