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I was awakened early the next morning with a friendly shake from Slippy, and a not so friendly tug from Falco...

"Alright, alright, I'm up already," I shouted. I grabbed my clothes and headed into the bathroom to shower. The bathroom was right next to my new room so that was convenient. While showering I thought about both of my sexual intercourses. I really got my hopes up that nearly everyone are into this, and into it a lot. Hopefully I can experience this with the three again. I stroked myself off on this thought and after I serviced myself good, got out of the shower and headed down for breakfast. Everyone was gathered at the table already and I joined them.

"Alright Ryan," Fox said, "we've all discussed this and have come up with the schedule for the next five days for you." I nodded in agreement. I was eager to learn everything that they had to teach. I almost slid off my chair in anticipation.

"First off will be two hours with me," Fox said, "then Falco has you for flight simulations. Two hours after that you will get a crash course in History with Peppy. After that you will get a mechanics, math, and science lesson from Slippy. Then after that you will have meditative instruction from Krystal. Between Falco and Peppy will be lunch and between Slippy and Krystal is dinner. Did you get all of that?" I nodded in confirmation and finished breakfast. After that, Fox and the gang rushed me into a taxi. We caught a ride to the military building that we were at yesterday. It had most everything we could use and was set up for our reserved use. The team split up each taking a different direction in the building. Fox stayed and led me to the training rooms. The training area sported six medium sized rooms. Each one produces simulations of certain areas and contains a rack full of close combat weapons.

"Alright Ryan since we got less than a week left to prepare," Fox said, "I'll only have time to properly instruct you with one weapon. So choose wisely."

"Sounds good," I said then headed to the weapons rack. I examined thoroughly through the large number of weapons available. I moved from the staves to the knives, and then I found what I wanted. I reached my hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword that hung in wait. It was plain long sword. Long enough for a good reach but short enough to be held in one easily. At least to everyone else as I underestimated the weight. I found it easy to use with two hands a minute later and tested it a second. Practicing a couple martial arts routines as I got myself used to the weapon. Fox was watching me with particular interest.

"You seem to have done this before," He suggested.

"Well," I began, "A few years ago I used to take martial arts lessons. I earned myself a 2nd degree black belt by the time the school closed. I loosely practiced by myself after that."

"Well then," Fox replied, "let's put you to the test." And with that he pulled out a plain wood staff from behind his back and spun it. He reached his battle stance and pointed one end of the staff towards me.

"Try and hit me," Fox dared. I nodded and held up the sword. I charged in for a quick swipe to his right, only to find it reflected even quicker and made a counter. By a fluke I brought my sword down and deflected the attack from my leg. He spun the staff and I guarded my side just as he came at it and blocked. He spun quickly backwards then hit the other way. He hit my sword on and knocked it out of the way. Another swipe and he hit the hilt of the blade. I stared in awe as my sword was knocked clean into the air. I spun around to catch it and when I did I felt a light jab to my right armpit.

"You left your right flank unguarded," Fox instructed, "that's a fatal mistake in battle."

"I'll remember that," I replied. The next two hours he worked on improving my technique and showed ways that I could wield the sword with one hand. It was still difficult but I managed to do it.

"It'll get lighter with time," Fox said, "anyway my time's up for you today. Better not to keep Falco waiting." He then handed me a piece of paper.

"Use this map of the building to get to the flight training quarters," Fox instructed me, "better not to keep Falco waiting."

"Okay thanks," I said, "I really learned a lot today." I left the room shortly after with the map clutched in my hands.

Fox grabbed a towel that rested on the other side of the room and rubbed off his brow. He then proceeded to organize the weapons rack when he heard a chuckle. He knew it quite well and turned around to see Wolf standing by the entrance.

"I see you're having fun," Wolf said examining his claws, "Finally find someone you can beat?"

"Good to see you to Wolf," Fox said sarcastically. He turned around and rolled his eyes, then continued cleaning the weapons off. "Why are you here?"

"I wanted to get a good look at my prey in action before I attack," Wolf snarled.

"We don't even know if either of us is fighting him yet," Fox began, "and I don't think he's thrilled with the thought of fighting you."

"Well it certainly can't be you," Wolf stated, "you'll just go easy on him." Fox let out a slow growl but finished up the cleaning. Wolf was right, Fox would have gone easier on him. And for some good reasons to. He was hoping for another shot at Ryan again. Sex with a human is the rarest delicacy in the Lylat system and didn't want to ruin it. Fox left without even looking at Wolf who chuckled softly and kept walking down the corridor.

I followed the map the best I can until I finally found the right hallway. I knew because he was waiting right out side the door next to him.

"You're late," Falco said bluntly.

"I made a few wrong turns," I said equally blunt. We laughed at each others bluntness and walked inside. The room spanned many consoles, three to a row. All the controls were the same for each console and looked like it was taken from a ship.

'Well that's why its called a flight simulator,' I thought when I saw Falco walk up to a console on the far side of the room and motioned his finger to come. I walked and sat down on the seat. It was on and Falco proceeded to explain the controls to me. After an hour of crash course flight he spoke.

"Alright let's see if you can take this baby to the skies."

"I'll give it a shot." With Falco's careful instruction I managed to get it to take off and get it to the air.

"Prodigious!" Falco exclaimed, "You're a natural."

"Thanks a lot," I replied. I looked away from the screen at Falco who smiled back at me (and for obvious reasons). My hand inadvertently tugged the controls and I heard a loud crashing sound come from the simulator. I looked back to see that I had crashed it. Falco and I stared for a second, then busted out laughing. He nearly shed a tear from laughing so hard and spoke.

"Okay, maybe we should try to keep your eyes glued to the machine."

"A-Alright." After another minute we calmed down and tried again. We spent the remaining hour working on basic flight control. After we finished Falco said again.

"Ryan, I've seen some impressive work before. But, this is the fastest I've ever seen anyone learn to fly. A little more and your ready for the Arwing."

"Arwing?" I asked confused. I had not heard about or seen an Arwing, but it sounded fascinating.

"Slippy will show you soon enough," Falco replied, "anyway I have to go do something so follow the map to the research library. Peppy rented a study in there and is waiting for you." After that he gave me a quick warm hug. I liked the feeling so I returned it quickly. We both left the room and took off seperate ways. I opened the map and headed to the library.

Falco continued down the hallway when he heard a loan clapping. He turned around to see Leon clapping his hands together slowly.

"My my," Leon began, "that last part was truly touching. I like seeing people hug, it warms my ice cold heart." Leon laughed at this and Falco grew angry.

"I don't have time for your idiocy today Leon," Falco scowled.

"Then make time," Leon replied, "because there's no way Ryan will pass those tests. It's unheard of for some newbie to pass a military test after only a week. You're wasting your time with him."

"Then I'll say what Ryan said yesterday," Falco spoke, "I enjoy wasting my time then." Without another word Falco turned off. Leon chuckled again then walked off.

According to the schedule it was time for lunch. I noticed when I saw a large group of men coming down the halls into the mess hall. I felt my stomach gurgle and thought.

'I think Peppy will understand.' I followed a group until we got there. I waited in line for a few minutes which was extremely long when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to spot Bill right behind me smiling.

"Hey Ryan," Bill began, "How's the training coming?"

"Just fine thank you," I turned back around as the line moved quickly. I looked around and found a full body mirror in the corner. I used it as pherepheral vision to get a good look at Bill. His physique was candy to the eyes, his huge muscles easily visible with his snug looking uniform on. I enjoyed the dog's looks while I tried not to make it obvious I was looking.

What Ryan wasn't aware of unsurprisingly was Bill was sneaking some looks at Ryan also, then proceeded to get thoughts. He shrugged them off quickly.

'I can't think those thoughts while I'm around here.' He turned his attention away and didn't notice Krystal sitting at a nearby table. She used her sneaky telepathy examining Bills "thoughts" on Ryan. She let out a small giggle and kept eating.

I got my lunch and sat down with Bill to eat it. Bill pulled out a small blue cube and pressed the lonely button. It folded out into an average size chess board. Again all the pieces were set up and with Bill's offer we played. I was black this time so Bill made the first move. About 16 moves later, Bill tipped his king in defeat and shook my hand.

"That was insane," he said, "I need you to teach me. That way I'll be unstoppable."

"Yeah well there are plenty of players better than I am back on Earth," I replied.

"The day I see that is the day I roll over dead," Bill chuckled and we finished our lunch. I quickly said farewell and ran off to the library.

I arrived at the library about ten minutes later and checked in with the librarian at the entrance.

"Excuse me ma'am," I began, "could you tell me where Peppy O' Hare is?"

"Yeah he's in there," The horse pointed to a door to her right. I thanked her and walked inside said door. Peppy looked up and motioned me over there. I shut the door and sat down.

"You ready for a crash course on History?" Peppy asked.

"Time to crash history," I smiled at my lame attempt at a pun and Peppy began. He went over general things from recent history. Most related to him telling stories of Fox and their earlier adventures together.

"Can you tell me more about your guys recent adventures?" He studied my face. I smiled with honest ambition to learn of their past. Peppy nodded and began. He started on how Star Fox first formed with Fox's father James McCloud. How Pigma Dengar betrayed James to Andross and James's disappearance. How Fox defeated Andross on multiple occasions. About their rough past with Star Wolf and General Pepper falling ill. And that Peppy took over the army while he recovered. Fortunately he recovered in better health than ever and reclaimed his position. He kept going on about numerous other adventures until he looked at the time.

"It looks like I've been rambling about for too long," Peppy said in surprise, "Slippy is waiting for you. Grab your things and head to the mechanics station." I nodded and waved him farewell and headed full speed and quietly while in the library toward the mechanics station where I knew Slippy was waiting.

Krystal walked down the hall and stretched a bit while she did so. She was still thinking about the day before and her intercourse with Ryan. She sensed a presence near her and pulled out her blaster. She turned around and aimed. Lowering it down to see that It was only Panther.

"Hey there pretty lady," He said a sly smile strewn across his face, "happy to see me?"

"Get real creep," Krystal snapped, "don't you have something better to do then to stalk me all day. Which is useless by the way."

"I tried stalking Ryan for kicks to see what he was doing," Panther replied, "I got bored and figured he's wasting his time. And I'd say you are to, helping him get prepared for something that will only disappoint later."

"I'll say what Ryan said then," Krystal replied, "Then I enjoy wasting my time." She gave a smirk then walked off. Panther snapped his fingers at himself. He was shot down for the 13982nd time and was getting tired of it. Being the ladies cat he thinks he is he headed the other direction to look for someone else to stalk.

I got to the station and found Slippy working on what looked like a large engine. He turned and looked at me and smiled.

"Hey Ryan," Slippy said and grabbed my hand, "I want to show you something." Before I could say yes he pulled me toward a closed garage door. He went over to what looked like a keypad to the right of the door. He put in a quick ten button combination and the door slowly opened. In true cinematic fashion revealed behind the door. It was a large blue ship. It looked almost like some of the star ships you see in sci-fi movies. I looked at the ship in total awe and after a minute Slippy spoke.

"This is an Arwing. It is a standard battleship we use in combat. This one is Fox's and is the one he carried you in to the Great Fox in. Our ships are blue like this one. The Star Wolf team has ships like these only they're red. And the Cornerian Flight Guard (CFG) has ships in teal green."

The only word I could muster was "cool" while I continued to stare.

Slippy looked at Ryan as he was staring at the ship. Slippy then got a good look at Ryan in specific spots. Moving his vision to see Ryan's torso, then moved down at Ryan's behind. Slippy's breath got heavy and felt his member stir. He snapped out of it when Ryan finally turned towards him.

"How does it work?" I asked.

"It works like this," Slippy said and pulled out a few scrolls laying them out an a nearby table. The next two hours flew by quickly as he went over the basic principles behind the Arwing. Starting with blueprints and mathematical equations, which most of them were similar to problem I had in Pre-calculus during my junior year. We got to the end of the two hours and both our stomachs were growling.

"Is it time to eat?" I asked clapping my hands together in a pleading way.

"To the mess hall again," Slippy replied and without a second opinion we rushed off. A few minutes later making it before another line formed. This time Bill was in front of me and I tapped his shoulder. He turned around and smiled again. We got our dinner and a strange looking dessert. It looked like pudding but had some material that resembled cake. I looked at it but decided against it and moved on. The entire Star Fox team was gathered at a table so Slippy, Bill, and I took a seat with them. They were all in casual conversation talking about certain things and laughing tike they didn't have a care in the world. I liked conversations like this and ate my dinner. I finished first and I noticed Peppy pulling out another chess board and invited me to play. I shifted seats with Falco so I was sitting right in front of Peppy. We played a good game and Peppy was by far the best player I played to date. About 45 moves later he tipped his own king as a sign of resigning.

"You play excellently," He said, "you're quite the intelligent bugger." I blushed a little bit and then heard Bill speak.

"Hey Ryan," Bill said, "I noticed you didn't take any dessert. You want some of mine?"

"Are you sure?" I asked. He nodded and I took a spoonful. I examined it and plopped it into my mouth. It tasted excellent, its taste was mostly chocolate and contained a hint of something else that I couldn't quite place a finger on.

"I like it," I replied nicely. We continued talking for a few minutes later I noticed something was wrong...

I quickly found it getting difficult to breath. I tried taking deeper breaths but that didn't seem to work. Bill was the first to notice and got up out of his seat. He moved to my side and asked.

"Ryan, are you okay?" Everyone else stopped talking and came closer to me. Concerned looks hit their faces as they looked at me begin to wheeze.

"W-w-what's in that d-des-sert?" I struggled to ask and Fox read out the ingredients out loud.

"Warning, contains hints of peanut butter."

"P-P-Peanut B-UTTER!!!" I collapsed out of my chair and was faceing the floor. More people noticed as I coughed and gagged and choked for air. I was severly allergic to peanut butter and didn't tell anyone about it.

"SOMEONE GET A MEDIC!" I heard a voice shout from the room. Shortly after my mind went blank.

I awoke to my pleasure that I was breathing normally again. I saw Fox and Bill looking down at me. Bill looked like he had been crying.

"Oh, good he's alright," Fox said staring right at my eyes.

"Ryan I'm so sorry," Bill said in between sobs, "I didn't know your were allergic to peanut butter."

"I forgot to tell everyone," I replied, "there was no was for you to know."

"All signs are normal," I heard Fara spoke as she walked in. She was wearing a white lab coat and was holding a folder. She spoke to Fox.

"He'll need to be kept overnight here while we make observations." Fox nodded in confirmation while Bill gave me a hug. Everyone else came in as Bill broke the hug and turned away to sit in the corner.

"I'm afraid that visiting hours will be over in two hours," Fara exclaimed to the group as they came in.

"That'll give me time to help him with his meditation practice," Krystal said.

"Sounds good," I said.

"Then we'll head home then," Falco said then left the room.

"Glad to see you're alright," Slippy said then followed suit and left.

"Get lots of rest Ryan, you hear me?" Peppy ordered, I nodded as he left the room. Bill followed suit and apologized again. I felt bad for him and figured I should give him a reward for helping me out. This sent my fantasies flying again as this time I imagined Bill.

"See you early in the morning Ryan," Fox spoke as he left. He left and Fara followed suit. Krystal and I were in the only one's in the room. I remembered her telepathy and thought about chess again. She giggled and smiled.

"Why did you do that Ryan? I was enjoying that thought."

"Well I really don't like being open about my thoughts," I began, "and we're in a hospital so don't think about it."

"I'm here to teach you how to relax your mind," she replied, "not your body. Shall we begin?" I nodded and spent the next two hours in various hours of different meditative states. It was like yoga and like she said it was relaxing. I felt the unneeded clutter in my mind drain away as we did this. She then said her goodbyes after Fara came in, explaining that the two hours were up and Krystal went home. There was nothing else to do while I sat in the bed shirtless. I then went to sleep shortly after. I had a dream that night about me "forgiving" Bill.

The next four days went by quickly as I improved my skills with each person. All of them admired me for my fast improvement and quick studying. During the day before the tournament they all decided I was ready. I came down the stairs for breakfast in a new pair of my usual clothes. I was always the last one down to eat and Fox spoke.

"You're good and ready Ryan," Fox said with a smile, "we've all talked and decided to give today off to you. So feel free to do what you want. Krystal, Falco, and I are going to meet General Pepper about your test tomorrow." Almost on que the door bell rang. ROB64 went to answer it and came back with Bill.

"Master Bill Grey presiding," ROB pronounced before returning to a chore. I stood up with a smile.

"Ryan, glad to see you are well," Bill said with a bow. I thought about my thoughts about Bill and unleashed my own plan to "persuade" Bill.

"No need to bow at me," I said and he walked closer, "I was wondering if I could ask a favor?"

"Sure, anything," Bill said.

"Well," I began, "I was wondering if I could see your place. You know take a look at where you live and all." Bill looked at me curiously and Falco thought suspiciously. Krystal smiled and turned her head. She obviously knew what I had planned.

"Sure thing," Bill said, "Here I'll give you a ride there." I told everyone that I'll see them later and followed Bill out the door. I saw a nice looking black hover car and Bill jumped in the driver seat and started it up. I jumped in quickly and we left. I looked at the city as we drove. The hood was down in true convertible fashion. We finally reached an apartment complex and we walked up to the 3rd floor. The apartment itself was a five floor complex with two bathrooms on each floor. We got to his room labeled 3-23. We stepped inside to find a nice little place. A small living room and kitchen spanned the main room. The floor was carpeted and felt comfortable. Bill kicked off his shoes and walked into the kitchen. I followed suit but also took off my socks, feeling the soft carpet in between my toes. He then walked towards the door at the other end. Inside revealed a small bedroom containing a dresser and a bed. It looked a little large for me as the taller dog sat down on the bed. The black sheets moved under him as he shuffled. Then Bill sighed a little and spoke.

"Ryan, I..."

"Look Bill," I said in a very calm voice, "I don't want to hear you say sorry. I just want to thank you."

"But I nearly killed..."

"And then you saved my life, the least I can do is repay you."

"How?" I sat on the bed next to him and put a hand on his shoulder. He looked at me and then smiled.

"I have to confess," Bill said, "I like you a lot Ryan. Your looks are fascinating and a real turn on." It was just like I thought.

"I know you wouldn't stop looking at me in the lunch line that day." I took a complete guess in the dark and hoped for the right answer. He responded right where I wanted him to which caught me off guard.

"Yeah, I was how did you know?"

"I took a look at you through the mirror at the line and got a good look of you to." Bill smiled even bigger as I said this and he spoke.

"Do you want more then?" He asked.

"Of course I do," I said bluntly. Bill didn't need a second opinion and wrapped his arm around me. I turned and saw him come down in a passionate kiss. I knew it was coming and met him halfway. As we were playing a good game of tongue wrestling he reached down and fiddles with my pants and slid them off. I still had my briefs on and he fiddled with my shirt. I rubbed my hands through his fur and felt the smoothness as I stripped off his red shirt. We broke the kiss and we found ourselves left in our underwear. I was wearing a pair of green briefs that ROB made for me. Bill had on a pair of bright orange speedos and stared in interest at the bulge pushing against the fabric. He like wise stared at me and pushed me down on the bed. He wrenched a thumb over my briefs and off they came only a second later. I likewise did the same. Our cocks fully erect I could see his was an excellent 8 inches. We kissed passionately again and Bill reached for my member and stroked it softly. I moaned a little into the kiss and he teased me some. After we broke the kiss he shifted his position. He was on top of me but our members connected and stood parallel with each other. He licked his hand slowly and brought it down and grasped both our cocks. He stroked me again this time he also stroked himself. I moaned again at the rising pleasure and this signaled him to speed up his handjob. He quickly began to stroke at full speed. This went on for a few minutes I couldn't handle it anymore and my orgasm exploded, shooting eight times. Bill used my load as lube and sent himself over the edge. He shot out seven times and each shot landed on my stomach. I noticed he had some of my load on his muzzle and he licked it off. He rubbed some his cum from my stomach and lathered his fingers. Then he moved down and teased my entrance with it. I moaned at this again and he pushed a finger inside. My ass tightened at this and he rubbed his release along the inside. He pulled his finger out just to stick in two more fingers. I arched my back as the jolting pleasure hit me hard and fast. He came at me again with three fingers and suddenly stopped. I groaned in complaint but then felt his once again hard member poke at my entrance. He whispered in my ear.

"Do you want this?" He asked me. I smiled evily said.

"What's taking you so long. Let's get on with it." He nodded shifted me on my front. He lifted my ass up and slid his member in. I felt my erection regrow to its full length and throb in pleasure. My arms propped me up so I could get my head up. He started a medium deep rhythm that hit my prostate every time. I moaned repeatedly and each time I did he sped up his rate. He got to his fastest speed and impaled my ass. I sweated adding to the sexual attraction as we worked. I felt a wandering hand find my cock and stroke at an equally fast rate. My second orgasm came quickly and Bill panted into my left ear. I shot out another eight times and even then he continued to stroke me. This kept going for another five minutes. After that I orgasmed again and finally he gave in too. He shot a countless number of times into my ass. I was too tired to count. When he finished he slowly pulled out of me then switched me onto my back. He caressed my cock again and I instantly rehardened. He then lowered his muzzle onto my cock and worked his wicked way with it. His speed was relentless and he kept it up for several minutes. When I thought he couldn't milk more out of me he stroked what he didn't have in his mouth with his hands and that sent me over the edge again. I let go of my fourth orgasm and he gagged a little. Some of my cum spilled out onto the bed and hit my leg. Finally, he finished his work and collapsed on top of me.

"Four... times..." I said catching my breath, "you're a sex machine."

"I'm sorry," Bill said also panting, "I just couldn't control myself." We lay there for a few minutes and then changed back into our clothes. I looked out the window to see that it already got late. I had to get back to the other house and get prepared for the next day and all of its activities. Bill gave me a ride back and when we got back we exchanged another passionate kiss and then I got out. He waved goodbye as he drove off. I headed inside to see everyone was there.

"Hey Ryan," Falco said as he approached me, "got something for you."

"What is it," I asked?

"You'll see," Falco replied, and he proceeded to wrap a blindfold over my eyes and led me through the house. Finally we stopped and opened my eyes. Fox was holding up what looked like a brand new sword. The hilt was normal with a hand guard big enough to cover two hands. A brooch was on the middle of the handle that had the Star Fox logo on it.

"Something to help you out for your test tomorrow," Krystal said as she help up a black sheath. She took the string and wrapped around my torso. The loop went over my right shoulder and ended near my lower left waist. The sheath pointed to my right shoulder so I could reach the sword with my right hand.

"Perfect fit," Slippy commented. I held the sword in my hands with admiration and Fox smiled.

"Thanks you guys," I said in awe.

"You're welcome," Peppy said, "now you'd best get to bed. You're gonna need your rest for the next day." I quickly ate dinner with the gang then immediately headed into my room and got into bed. I took the sword sheath off my back and slipped the sword inside. I laid it down on the desk so it sat next to my chess shirt. Then I crawled into bed not looking away from the mesmerizing weapon. And I fell asleep staring at it. As I did I thought about all of the new faces I would meet tomorrow for the big day.