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An abrupt yelling snapped Jacob out of his daydream. He whipped his head up to see the wiry rat he had been standing next to making a break for it, shovel left planted upright in the dirt. All the morphs turned to watch silently as Chief yelled for him to halt, and when the rat failed to comply, aimed his rifle and fired. A single shot rent the air and the rat stumbled to the ground. He tried to get up after a few moments but fell once more. "I think he's still alive, sir." one of the other men said uncertainly.

"Leave him, he won't get far." Chief said as he watched the rat try to crawl along the ground, leaving a smear of blood in his wake. "I won't waste a second bullet on that vermin." He turned to the rest of the morphs, who stood frozen in place. "What are you looking at? Get back to work!"

Jacob set to his work with renewed vigor with the suffering moans of the dying rat filling the silence on the ridge. "Thomas, poor Thomas." Joshua said under his breath, shaking his head. "He broke a few days ago. They treat rodents the worst."

Jacob was cut off from replying when a voice shouted out behind him, "Water!" It was the Sarah girl. She had shed the protective leather armor she had worn before in favor of a simple green tanktop and khaki cargo pants tucked into black army boots, she still wore her cap, casting her shrewd face in shadow. She held a large plastic jug full of water under one arm and a small tin cup in her free hand. The morphs lined up before her and she uncapped the water jug and poured a small amount into the tin cup and handed it to the raccoon at the front of the line.

Jacob stepped to the rear of the line, waiting as each morph drained the cup before handing it back to her without a word. As he saw each morph drink he realized just how thirsty he was and was glad when he finally reached the girl. He waited for her to fill the cup and hand it to him, but she simply looked him dead in the eyes as she tipped the jug over, letting the remaining contents spill onto the parched earth where it promptly disappeared. Jacob balled his fists in fury, but a paw on his shoulder made him turn to see Joshua standing behind him, shaking his head silently. He swallowed his anger and turned his back on the girl. If he was ever going to escape, he would need his strength. He couldn't afford to lose it through beatings he could avoid.

The day wore on slowly, the heat growing ever more oppressive. Sarah took Chief's place in the dugout, and about an hour before sundown the Warden came to the ridge to inspect their progress, which he must have deemed satisfactory for there were no yelling or beatings. As the sun touched the western horizon they were ordered to drop their tools and they were marched down the path under guard. Jacob was relieved when he finally was able to sit down in his cell.

The guard shoved a half-loaf of bread into Joshua's paws with a sneer before turning on his heel and walking back down the corridor, leaving Jacob's paws quite empty. Joshua went and sat against the wall near the bars dividing his cell from Jacob's. "Here." he said, tearing the loaf in half and proffering it through the bars.

"Thank you." Jacob took the bread as he sat down on the opposite side of the bars from the shepherd. He tore into it hungrily, even though it was stale and hard in his muzzle.

"Sorry about what happened today." Joshua said after finishing his bread. "Never did find out what her gripe was with morphs, I suspect she was taught to hate like most of the humans here."

Jacob was quiet a while before speaking. "How long have you been here?"

"Me? I was born here." Joshua said matter-of-factly.

Jacob's insides turned to ice and he stared at the shepherd on the other side of the bars a foot or two away. "Born here?"

Joshua nodded solemnly. "They caught my father traveling west to the NCR with the Crimson Caravan. Ambushed the caravan, took him and a few others." the shepherd said, staring at the opposite wall through the darkness that filled the room. "My mother... she was traveling with him, she was his cousin. The humans didn't care though, made him fuck her anyway." he said bitterly. "You see, those humans, they need us so they can live their idyllic life, keep more food and water for themselves. They can't attack every caravan that comes through here, someone would notice and check things out, and it's not every day that a wanderer such as yourself comes along. So if they can, they breed us." Joshua was quiet for a long time. "This hell-hole is all I've ever known."

Jacob's fur bristled as he listened, revolted at the notion that the humans here were breeding people like him as if they were mere cattle. He had seen no shortage of madness and cruelty in his travels, and while the humans of Fort Adams didn't string people up on meat hooks for the fun of it, they did have their own way being sick and twisted. Jacob battled with himself silently. It was his rule to worry about himself first, as heroism in the wastes frequently resulted in a short life. He himself was not innocent, like when had let an innocent and naive traveller walk into an obvious raider trap so he could avoid them. Survival was not pretty. It was ugly and often cruel, but Jacob was good at it, he was a survivor. But he couldn't run and leave these people, he'd get them out if he could. "There's got to be a way out."

Joshua leaned close and talked in a hushed whisper, "There is another way out besides the main gate. There's a tunnel leading out of here from the Warden's office, under a trapdoor behind his desk."

"How do you know about it?"

"I helped build it years ago, but there's no way you could get to it. This place is guarded around the clock, and so is the Warden's building. Then there's our cages of course, and the Warden's office and the trapdoor are both locked." Jacob was quiet, thinking about how he and the other morphs could possibly escape. Assuming they could somehow escape their cells, they would have to slip by the guards, not to mention acquire the keys to the Warden's office and the trapdoor.

"It's been a long time since someone has been in that cell." Joshua said, nodding towards Jacob. "Not since Raymond..." he trailed off before picking up again after a few moments, "It's been lonely. It's good to have someone to talk to again."

Jacob turned to peer at Joshua through the darkness, but the moonlight pouring through the window was enough to let him see the faint smile on Joshua's face. The smile made him look years younger. "I had a friend who looked like you." Jacob said. "A German shepherd, his name was Daniel. First soul I met that looked like he was interested in more than the caps I carried. We worked together on a collective farm outside of Junktown, went through a lot, made life bearable..." he trailed off and was quiet for a while.

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Jacob swore and kicked the frame of the bunk in frustration, which only made his toes sting, making him swear even louder. "Hey buddy, what's up?" Daniel's soft voice came from the doorway.

Jacob turned to look at him and with a great sigh fell down onto his mattress, smacking his head on the upper bunk. He swore again before bursting out, "I can't see Elizabeth anymore!" he snarled angrily.

Daniel frowned and shut the door behind him quietly before sitting down on the bed next to Jacob. "Why not?"

"Her father will kill me if I do. He found out we had been going up to the outlook alone together and came up there and found us fucking. He pulled a gun and pointed it at me and yelled at me to get off her, said if he ever sees me near his daughter again he'd shoot me." Daniel listened intently as Jacob spoke. The way Daniel directed all his attention to him did help calm his nerves somewhat.

"That girl is important to you." Daniel said quietly and sighed. "He should let go. You're a man now, and she's of age."

It made Jacob feel better to know Daniel was on his side. "He wants her to have pups probably, don't want to lose the family store." Jacob spat.

Daniel scowled. "There's ways around that if you two are willing."

"He's a bit of a traditionalist."

"These aren't exactly "traditional" times." said before quieting as Jacob held his face in his paws. Jacob felt the shepherd's arm go around him, resting a paw on his shoulder. "Listen...I know how much Elizabeth means to you..." Daniel said softly. "You can take my savings. It might be enough for you two to make a life together in the Hub."

Jacob turned to look at his friend, absolutely stunned. "No, I can't do that." he said, shaking his head at Daniel's smile. "You've been working hard for years, years longer than me, to get out of here..."

"Jacob, I don't have anything else outside of this place. No family or friends except you. At most maybe I'd start a shop in town. What's the difference though, here or there? If my money can give you the life you want, I'm going to give it to you." Daniel said, his grip on Jacob's shoulder tightening slightly as he pulled the wolf a little closer.

Jacob shook his head. "Elizabeth would never go for it. She has a family and a shop here, a stable life. She wouldn't throw that out for me..."

Daniel was quiet for a while. "Well, I can do something else for you at least." he said softly, and his paw slid from Jacob's shoulder down to his waist while the other sidled up to his belt. Jacob leaned back against the wall as Daniel expertly undid the belt and pants and slid his paw inside to caress Jacob's sheath and sac. As Jacob's arousal grew Daniel leaned over and licked his exposed tip with a delicate tongue, making Jacob close his eyes and moan quietly. He opened them again to watch Daniel slowly slide his tongue up and down his hard length before finally taking it into his muzzle, making the wolf shiver with delight. He ran a paw through Daniel's headfur and closed his eyes again, enjoying the blissful feeling of the shepherd's head bobbing up and down on him. Daniel always did give a better blowjob than Elizabeth.

Jacob could feel the stress flowing from his body and any thoughts of Elizabeth and his future were lost as the shepherd's tongue slid along his length. After a few minutes, just as Jacob's knot was beginning to swell, he felt the warmth of Daniel's muzzle disappear, leaving his slicked up cock chilly in the open air. He opened his eyes, about to ask why he had stopped, when he saw the shepherd pulling off his shirt and tossing it across the room. Daniel flipped on the radio that stood on the nearby bedstand deftly as he fell onto his back on the bunk. Jacob kicked off his own pants before setting to Daniel's, quickly pulling them off and leaving them forgotten on the floor beside the bed.

While Jacob didn't bother to pull off his own shirt, the shepherd lay on his back completely naked before him, legs spread in waiting. The way the darker and lighter browns and the white of his fur flowed along his body accented the gentle curves of his hips, making them seem a bit wider than they really were. The smile on his face, the wagging of his tail, and most of all the hard red shaft standing against his white bellyfur showed that he was just as eager as Jacob was.

Jacob mounted him, crawling between the shepherd's legs so he was above him. He had his cock in his paw, guiding it under Daniel's tale when he froze and let out a laugh. "It's your damn song."

"Maybe...You'll think of me... When you're all... Alone..." came a woman's soft voice from the radio. He'd heard the shepherd sing along to it far too often.

Daniel grinned and asked, "Want to change it?"

Jacob thought about it and decided he didn't really want to move from between the shepherd's spread legs. "One more time won't kill me." he said before pressing his tip against Daniel's tailhole. He pushed himself in slowly, drawing a soft moan from Daniel's lips to match his own. When Jacob sank all the way in he paused for a few moments before slowly pulling back again, he had to take it easier with Daniel than he did with Elizabeth, at least as the start.

After a few minutes of of leisurely thrusting he shifted a bit, resting his paws on Daniel's shoulders, pinning the lighter German shepherd to the bed. Without a word Daniel spread his legs a little wider and gripped the sheets with one paw while the other moved to his maleness. Jacob picked up his pace, moving his hips faster now, pumping his length into Daniel's entrance quickly as the shepherd's paw stroked up and down his own length quickly. Jacob closed his eyes and his mind filtered out the sound of Daniel's moans of pleasure along with the accursed song issuing from the radio and the squeaks of the bunk, too caught up in his haze of pleasure. He loosed his frustration with the world into the rapid and powerful movement of his hips, which the shepherd under him took without complaint.

Before long Jacob's knot flared once more as his pleasure swelled. "Fuck! Gonna cum!" he growled out, letting Daniel know he was about to be knotted. Moments later he gripped the shepherd's shoulders tightly and pressed against his hips until his knot popped into his tailhole, sending Jacob over the edge. He grunted and ground his hips against Daniel's as he felt as if a dam had burst inside him, his cock throbbed with each load of warm seed he spilled inside the shepherd's tailhole. Moments after his release Jacob felt Daniel's body contracting around his length repeatedly and he opened his eyes in time to see thick white ropes of cum disappearing into the white of Daniel's fur. The shepherd had his ears pinned back against his head and was moaning loudly in pleasure as he came and was gazing up at Jacob, his deep green eyes, usually bright and confident, suddenly seemed so soft and tender.

Jacob avoided Daniel's gaze, and, with his tired muscles giving way, slumped onto the shepherd. As they lay there panting the wolf felt Daniel's legs wrap around him, but he was too tired to care much.

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Jacob snapped himself out of his reminiscing after he realized how long he had been quiet. "He picked me up when I was down, kept me going..."

Joshua nodded. "He sounds like a nice fellow. What happened?"

"He left. He joined the army and disappeared, just like that... I left a while after that as soon as I could." Jacob said somberly.

"Sounds like you had a good life even though your friend was gone. Steady work and income, food, safety... What made you leave?" Jacob opened his mouth to answer, but he couldn't find the words, he thought and then tried again, still nothing came out. He saw Joshua nod in the dark. "I see." the shepherd said. "Best get to sleep, we'll be working the trench again tomorrow."

Joshua curled up where he was on the floor, resting his head on his paws; but Jacob couldn't sleep, thoughts kept racing through his mind. The look that Daniel had gave him after Jacob had fucked him kept floating clearly to the surface, as if his friend's face was right there before him. Jacob looked out the window where he could see the moon through the blinds as it rose into the dark sky, casting blades of dim light into the room. Why had he left? He had never said anything about ever wanting to join the army or to even leave Junktown...

Eventually, exhausted, Jacob's mind surrendered and let him fall into a fitful sleep.