# Zombie Apoc-fur-lypse, Tommy and Steve Play

Author: Copper Wolf
Tags: Anal, Fanfiction, Fox, German Shepherd, M/M, Oral, Tied, cuddles

Alrighty, this took me a while to throw together but I am finally done. This is my first  
yiff story and I am hoping you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. This is  
a fan fic to the series Zombie Apoc-fur-lypse, I have received permission from both the  
creator of the series and the owners of the characters. There might be some things that a  
person might miss if they have not read the series before for some fun zombie killing I  
highly suggest a good read of this series.  
  
First off, I shall deal with the usual banter that accompanies these stories. This is an adult  
story with M/M action, so if you are under legal age (18 in most areas) then keep walking  
junior. If M/M does not strike your fancy then I would also suggest you avert your eyes.  
  
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Steve was fully engrossed in kissing the beautiful fox lying under him. Nothing  
else mattered to the German Shepherdonly the feel of his tongue rubbing along the  
foxs tongue, exploring the very willing maw of the fox. Steves paw cradled the back of  
the foxs head, his fingers slowly caressing the thick red fur. Steve had even almost  
forgotten the series of events that had brought him and Tommy to this point...until he was  
rudely reminded.

  The garbage lorry suddenly veers off to the right, catching Steve off guard  
and sending the two hurtle sideways in the darkness, burying them under rubbish.  
With a thunk, Steve's head slams into the steel wall beside where he and Tommy were  
laying. "You ok Steve?" Tommy asked while reaching through the garbage to feel  
Steves head.  
  
Steve responds with a nod and nuzzles into the fox's paw before leaning up  
and kissing Tommy on the nose, "Im fine, it will take more then a bump to take this  
Shepherd down after everything we have been through. Although, I am going to have to  
have a word with Sam, or whoever is driving this thingabout some driving courtesy!"  
  
Tommy softly chuckles and his paws move down to stroke Steve's chest. It does  
not take long for the fox to find one of the Shepherd's nipples, upon which he starts to  
pinch and play. Steve inhales sharply at the touch, "Right back to business, hm?" and,  
with a grin, lowers his muzzle down to Tommys neck, nibbling on the sensitive skin at  
the base of it. With his right arm supporting most of his weight, Steve uses his left paw to  
stroke Tommy's side and tease the fur around his waistband. His left paw slowly follows  
the tawny red and white fur at Tommy's waist, his claw teasing as he goes, to the front of  
the unbuckled and unzipped pants. His paw travels down into the foxs pants and comes  
to rest on Tommy's shorts.  
  

  Feeling the thickening sheath on the other side of the shorts, he gives it a playful  
squeeze and asks, "So Tommy, have you put in some thought towards your answer?"  
The fox elicits an excited pant and his fur stands on end, "Yeah I have...I really  
want you to mount me. Tommy blushes and adds with a grin, "I think it is only fair since  
I have already poked you." His paws have already drifted down to Steve's stomach and  
begin caressing the already-bare wolf's sheath and balls. Tommy notices Steve's sheath  
was already pretty swollen from the excitement the Shepherd was feeling; even the tip  
of his cock was starting to poke out of the sheath. He reaches his other paw down to start  
stroking and squeezing the slick head, giving out a needy whine as he feels the shepherdcock  
swell in his grasp.  
  
Steve shudders as the fox runs his paw over the exposed cock tip, gradually  
exposing more of his shaft from its fuzzy encasing. Even through the pitch black,  
Tommy could imagine Steve's grin as he spoke, "I was worried you would want to  
play proctologist and I would have to come up with some elaborate argument to talk  
you out of that." He lowers his weight onto Tommy and grinds his crotch into the  
denim on the fox's leg, "But if you want me to give you a little exam, I would be happy  
to oblige." Steve returns to nibbling on the foxs neck, eliciting another moan from  
the fox as his paws grip Tommy's waistband on either side and slowly slide the jeans  
down, revealing the foxs sexy rump and eventually removing the jeans completely.  
  

  Tommy had begun to scritch the top of Steves head, right in-between his ears,  
and quickly found the Shepherd had sensitive spot near his right ear. As soon as the fox  
started to scritch the spot, Steve stopped everything he was doing, tilted his head into the  
scritch and murred loudly with his tongue lolled out of his mouth. Tommy giggles while  
vigorously scritching at the spot, "Looks like the foxy found something that he will have  
to keep in mind for next time!" Steve nods eagerly in agreement and then nips playfully  
at Tommys fingers, "Yeah, but if you dont stop that I could be here all day. And really,  
we dont know when..." The Shepherd trails off for a second, growing serious, "...Or  
even if we'll get another chance to do something like this. Do you really just want to  
spend it having a Shepherd slobbering all over you?" Tommy feels a small knot form  
in his stomach as he begins to think. Was Steve pissed off about something now? Had  
he just blown his chance for something that he wanted so desperately? In the dark he  
could not see Steves face, but he knew the Shepherd was looking up at him. His mind  
was frantic as he tried to think up what he should say. Then he heard Steve whisper, "Or  
do you want to have incredibly hot sex with said Shepherd and keep his drooling to  
a minimum? Because I know that is what I want, right here and right now with you,  
Tommy."  
  

  The fox forgot to breath for a second before letting out a huge breath, and then  
gasped in surprise as a long, rough tongue licked the thin tented fabric of his boxer-  
briefs. Tommy was being assaulted with sensations he had not felt in so long; his paws  
were balled up with the discarded shirts that they were laying on. Steve gave the fox  
another lick as his muzzle was passing over Tommy's groin, and then started nibbling the  
fur and skin just below his belly button. The Shepherd made quick work of discarding  
Tommy's boxer-briefs, and was now teasingly nibbling his way closer to the fox's erect  
member. Suddenly, Steves muzzle had withdrawn from Tommys fur, but he could  
feel the Shepherd's breath against his now fully erect cock. Tommy bit his lower lip  
in anticipation for the warmth of what was next to come. Again he was holding his  
breath, listening for a second before asking, "Steve, is something wro-" and stops mid-  
question as hot, moist breath washes over his sensitive organ. A lighting bolt tingles up  
his spine, sending all of his fur standing on end, "Marf! Quit teasing me you sum-bitch!"  
A chuckle sounded in the darkness before Tommy felt the moist tongue finally run up the  
underside of his member. The fox slowly pets and scritches the back of Steve's head as  
the Shepherd started to suck on Tommys cock, slowly bobbing his head and using his  
practiced tongue to the full extent of his talent.  
  

  Steve concentrated on giving the foxhood in his maw his full attention, using his  
tongue to cradle the tasty treat protecting it from his teeth on his lower jaw. His right paw  
returns to fondle the fuzzy sack that was just under his chin and before long the taste of  
fox pre spreads through his muzzle, the slippery substance assisting in lubricating the  
member in his mouth.  
  
"That feels so fucking good Steve, please dont stop..." Tommy whimpers in the  
darkness. Steve mentally smirks to himself as he starts to withdraw the foxhood from his  
mouth, ever so gently scraping it with his upper teeth, feeling the foxs tail spasm against  
his leg.  
  
"Oh I think it is the perfect time to stop...I think it is time to move on to  
something a little more fun." Steve replies as his paw teases Tommys tailhole. "So foxy;  
do you want to be stretched out beforehand or do you want to be taken like a real Dog?"  
He slides his body up a little and starts to suck and nibble on Tommys nipple, causing  
the fox to squirm while he tries to catch his breath. "I am sure you big strong yank like  
yourself, would be able to handle a little poke from a Brit."  
  

  "Well, for one, you arent too much of a slouch in that department" Tommy  
replies as his paws start stroking Steves length again, "but I am sure this yank will be  
able to handle it just fine." He finishes as he wraps his legs up around Steves waist,  
grinding his rump against the Shepherd's groin, feeling the hard length of Steve's  
member in-between his cheeks. Steve's ears perk up as the fox takes hold of his full  
attention, causing him to slide his knees up and position them so they are place right  
behind the fox's rump. Tommy could feel the heat from the member that was poised  
right outside his sphincter. Suddenly, there was a knot in Tommys guts and he tensed up;  
being so close, Steve was able to sense something was wrong with the fox.  
  
"You ok, Tommy? This is kind of a bad time to freeze up on me" Steve asks as  
he bumps Tommy's nose with his own. There was silence for a few seconds, "Ummm  
do you have a condom Steve?" The silence stretches out for a few more seconds between  
the two before Tommy adds, "I dont have one on me, and I would feel a lot better if  
we did have one." There is an audible sigh from the shepherd as he pulls away from the  
fox and begins rooting around amongst the garbage. "I am sorry Steve, I just want to be  
safe and I dont know." There was now some mumbling in the darkness but he was  
unable to make it out. "Are are you ok Steve?"  
  

  Tommy felt Steve's body return over his and nuzzled in close, "Caught me off  
guard with that request, but I am alright Tommy. I guess after everything we have been  
through that was the last thing on my mind." Tommy nods and half-wishes he had not  
brought it up. "I am alright with not doing anything, foxy. As the saying goes, no glove,  
no love...no glove for the Shepherd I guess means no love for the Shepherd tonight."  
Steve gives Tommy a lick on his cheek and nuzzles into his shoulder. Tommy was silent  
as the German Shepherd laid with most of his weight on top of him, stroking his paws  
through Steve's back fur. Steve nibbles on Tommy's collar bone and then whispers  
into Tommy's ear the last thing he expected to hear, "...So it's a good thing I found my  
condom, I would have been so disappointed if I had to cut this short with such a darling  
partner."  
  
"Wait, you have a condom!?" Tommy exclaims. "You forget who youre with  
Tommy. I am always prepared for anything" replied the Shepherd, grinning widely.  
Tommy could hear the distinct sound of a condom wrapper being torn open and couldn't  
help but wag his tail in excitement. Steve gave the fox a playful bite to his ear before  
returning to his knees and rolling the condom over his member. At least the condom was  
lubricated, so now Steve did not have to worry about slickening up as much for the ride.  
  

  Tommy felt Steve's paws grab his ankles and lift them up to the Shepherd's  
shoulders, with his shoulder blades still on the shirts, so Tommy's tailhole was now  
raised towards the Shepherds sizeable member. Tommy could feel the tip of the latex  
covered cock press up against his ring, a steady pressure being applied his tailhole until  
his tight ring gave, stretch around the Shepherds cock. Grasping a fist full of the shirts,  
Tommy arches his back and moanes as he is slowly filled with Steve's cock. After what  
seemed like an eternity, the fox feels the furried hips of his lover come up flush against  
his rump. Oh, it was painful to have that Shepherd all the way in, but not nearly as bad  
as he remembered the last time he was with someone. Steve had started to pull ever so  
slowly out of the fox.  
  
Steve removed most of his cock, only the tip remaining within the fox,  
allowing Tommy to relax his muscles. Trying to get to a more comfortable position,  
Tommy lowers his legs from Steve's shoulders and wraps them around the Shepherd's  
midsection. Steve starts to slide his cock back into Tommy as he leans his upper body  
down to lick at the foxs nipple. Moaning loudly, Tommy braces his paws against the  
steel siding to give him some leverage to push back against Steve. Almost half way  
back into Tommy's rump, the Shepherd slams the rest of his member into the tight fox  
ass, quickly withdrawing most of the way immediately. Steve aggressively pounds into  
Tommy again and again, falling into a steady rhythm. Tommy yipped out in pain from  
the first hard thrust, but quickly returns to the pleasurable whimpers and moans as his  
rear adjusted to Steves size. Tommy pushes off the steel as hard as he could, his legs  
gripping tightly around the Shepherds waist; he simply wanted every inch of Steve in  
him. Steve was happy to oblige with the foxs needs as he pounded into Tommy, the  
beginning of his knot just starting to form at the base of his member.  
  

 _Now do I tie the fox or should I play it safe?_ Steve thought to himself as his  
paw drifts down and begins stroking Tommy's member, teasing the knot which was  
partially swollen. _Well lets see, a con to this would be if something happened to the  
lorry and we had to defend ourselves would be rather interesting to see Tommy jump  
around dragging a Shepherd around._ Steve's knot was really starting to swell as he was  
trying to figure all this out. There were the tell-tale sounds of a knot popping in and out  
of a relaxed rear in the garbage compartment now, and Steve knew it would not be long  
now as his knot had swollen most of the way and with the tingling was happening in his  
balls. He needed to make a decision ASAP. _Another thing would be trying to explain  
this to the others if they only knew what was going on fuck it, it is worth it just to see  
their faces if they do catch us!_ Steve smiled at the last part of his thought in the dark.  
  
Tommy quickly noticed a change in Steve's thrusts. They were still full strong  
thrusts, but there was a good drive with the Shepherd's hips when his knot would press  
up against Tommy's already stretched hole. He pushes down against Steve, willing his  
tailhole to stretch that little more to accommodate the Shepherd's knot. Steves paw  
slowly strokes the fox's member and causes Tommy to shudder, a squirt of pre shooting  
from his member and landing upon his tummy. The substance quickly soaked into his fur.  
  

  "Fuckin' 'ell, Steve, it's been too long since I have felt someone inside me! You  
better not fucking tease me and then suddenly decide to pull out; I swear to god that I  
will kick your ass if you do!" Tommy yelped as he clenched his rear to squeeze the cock  
prodding his rear. He could feel those thrusts intensifying as they tried to force his knot  
into Tommy's passage, his prostate getting overly stimulated from the abuse he was  
receiving. Tommy could feel the pressure building up in his balls. Damn!...Usually he  
was hard to get so close so fast, but Steve was hitting all the right buttons. There was an  
incredible pressure at his ring as Steve completed another thrust and with a pop! all the  
pressure was gone. Tommy groans loudly as his tailhole had finally given entrance to the  
Shepherd's knot. Steve's knot swells, tying the two of them together  
and filling up the fox completely. The enlarged knot presses up against Tommy's prostate  
as Steve continues to vigorously thrust into the fox.  
  
Panting from the exertion as he continues to thrust, Steve's balls tighten up against  
his body, his footpaws digging into the trash to get extra traction for his thrusts. With a  
moan, Steve starts to empty his balls into Tommy, or at least into the condom that was  
wrapped around his cock, but it was damn good either way. As his orgasm winds down,  
he hears a satisfied murr from Tommy, who had started to relax from the hard ride he had  
received. Tommy layed with most of Steve's weight pressing down against his chest and stomach  
as the Shepherd tried to catch his breath. With each breath, Steve's tummy fur, which was  
now surrounding Tommy's sensitive member, tickled at the sensitive organ. After a mere  
few seconds of this stimulation, Tommy could not help but let out a needy moan to have  
the same release that Steve had just experienced.  
  

  "Oh, is that the way it is? Well, I believe a gentledog would not leave a fox in  
a state such as this...Luckily for me, I am no gentledog..." There was a short awkward  
silence between the two of them before Steve added, "And luckily for you, I happen to  
be a professional who takes great pleasure in what I do." As soon as Steve finishes the  
sentence, Tommy feels all of the Shepherd's weight shift off of the fox. From all the  
noise, it was obvious to the fox that Steve was attempting to shift his body position, and  
the slight tug on his rear from the still fully inflated knot reassured that belief. Then there  
was the slight sensation of someone breathing just above his member. As to how Steve  
could have manoeuvred himself like that while still being tied...well, really, Tommy  
did not give a shit about how he did it, because the shepherd's maw had already begun  
sliding down Tommy's member, suckling on the tip and using his tongue to massage the  
underside.  
  
The taste of musk and pre had mixed together over the soft, presumably pink,  
member in the Shepherd's mouth, and he was loving every second of it. Steve was  
tempted to just enjoy the taste and suckle on Tommy, but with the extra pressure on the  
fox's prostate from being tied, he knew it would not be long for Tommy and he wanted  
to leave the fox with one hell of a memory. As he worked Tommy's cock further into  
his maw, the Shepherd could feel his nose bump into Tommy's knot. Steve hooks his  
fingers in behind Tommy's knot and gently squeezes as he continues to vigorously bob  
his head, swallowing any pre the fox was spurting on his tongue. It did not take long to  
build the fox back up to his climax; Steve could feel the tight ring clench around his still  
tied member and hear rubbish being clenched in the shaking fox paws.  
  

  "I am not going to last, Steve!" He groans as another spurt of pre landed on  
Steve's tongue, which he quickly laps up and swallows. The Shepherd continues to bob  
up and down, feeling the strain in his neck building when just as suddenly the  
in his maw spasmed, releasing a stream of seed into the back of his mouth and tongue.  
The muscles around his member tighten up like a vice, but Steve was far to preoccupied  
with tool in his maw to notice the discomfort. Steve greedily swallowed the seed as  
a second spurt coated the roof of his muzzle. The defined taste of cum dominated his  
taste buds as a third rush of seed overwhelmed his muzzle and some of the tasty morsel  
escaped down Tommy's length. Swallowing what was still in his mouth, the German  
Shepherd was about to lap up the little bit that had gotten away when he felt something  
holding his head down. He had not noticed during Tommy's climax, but the fox had  
moved his one paw so it was holding Steve's down, the other paw forcefully gripping his  
ear.  
  

  There was a final spurt of cum into Steve's mouth as Tommy began to slow  
his breathing and his senses returned to him. He could feel the knot planted firmly in  
his rear, the fur of his lover mixing in with his where his legs still wrapped around the  
Shepherd's waist, the cum slowly trickling down his member and releasing his tight grip  
upon the poor Shepherd's ear. "Sorry Steve, I dont know why I had done that..." Steve's ear  
flicked around and he flashes the fox a grin while slowly raising his head, forgetting the  
fox wouldn't see it in the dark. He gives the foxcock a good lap down with his tongue  
to collect what he had missed and says, "It is ok, yank, at least you did not rip it off. I  
would still like to be able to hear to keep those things from chewing on my ass." Tommy  
wraps his arms around the German Shepherd, who lays his weight back on top of the fox.  
  
Steve lays his head to rest against the fox's chest and Tommy let out a satisfied  
sigh, petting the Shepherd's neck, "I know you can handle a pipe, Steve, but could you  
please stay close to me in case you get in the thick of it again. I don't want the same thing  
that happened to James happen to you. If you were turned into one of those things I don't  
know what I would do..." Steve quietly nods as his memory returns to the fallen police  
officer; in his mind, fate had already decided...it was only a matter of time before they all  
end up like the filth.

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