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This morning was buzzing with excitement in my household as I awoke this morning, well as much excitement as my mom can cause all by herself. Apparently today was a check-up day with my doctor and as I struggled to get out of bed, like any other Saturday morning, I couldn't really see what the big deal was. With a great sigh I pushed my naked body out of my bed and headed to my private bathroom. After splashing some water on my face I looked up into the mirror and frowned at my dripping reflection. I'm a fox, now I say it like this because there is nothing that sets me apart from the standard image of a fox that flicks through the mind of most. I have the cream colored belly, black paw "socks", black colored ears, and white tip tail. As well as any other stereotyped coloration you can expect from a red fox. The rest of my family is the same way, I often hear other furs muttering about my family and I being the Stereotype Fox Pack. Which is just silly considering the things people say about us and the fact that a group of foxes is called a leash.... Not a pack.

After some well-deserved grumbling I threw on some not so fancy clothes; a pair of boxers, jeans, and a T-shirt, before heading downstairs and making some toast. "John, are you ready to go? We have our appointments in an hour and I would like to get there early." As I turned to reply to my soft voiced mother, Mary, I had dropped my breakfast at the mere sight before me. My mom stood in the door way of the kitchen clad in a button up shirt that barely covered her large chest and a short skirt, that I was sure if she lifted her tail even a little would show everyone in the neighborhood exactly what they were missing. "Mo..... I... uh... Is that what you are wearing?" I stuttered as the stood there slack jawed at what I had always assumed was my saintly and innocent mother. "Yes, this check-up is very important which you will see when we get there." She responded before turning and heading for the door. After I shakily cleaned up the mess I had caused and took a deep breath and headed to the car after her, now completely nervous as to what kind of check-up this was if my mother thought it would be okay to show up looking like that.

After an incredibly awkward drive to the doctor's office and an even more awkward walk to the building, Mother had decided to park as far away as possible and attract the attention of every panting canine and leering feline along the way, we sat in the lounge of the fox only doctor's office awaiting our turn. Some time passed before the nurse behind the desk called our names and we were led to our rooms. I was in the same room that I had been in since I was five, awaiting the same doctor I have had since then too. My mother was taken to a different room for her "check-up" so I sat quietly in the sterile room slowly gazing at all the various instruments and posters that lined the walls. Finally my doctor walked in, Doctor Dave according to his name tag, and gave me a charming smile before asking me to remove my clothes. The older male is classified as a red fox but his pelt is black and is greying in various places. He wore the typical doctor's coat, though it is buttoned up which is odd for him. With a care-free shrug I disrobed as was the custom for check-up since I had started to participate in sports. Doctor Dave's eyes wandered slowly over my body as he made several notes on his clip board before flicking his tail and nodding to me. "Could you please stand way from the table and lift your arms and spread your legs." He said while walking behind me as I did as he asked. The doctor stood behind me a lot closer than he normally did as he ran a paw slowly down my chest. "Now, Mr. Smith, you are 18 now correct?" I gave a quick nod, taking a deep breath as his paw had reached my sheath and gave it a gentle squeeze. I have had physicals so this wasn't the first time I had felt Dave's paw on my package, but it was the first time it felt almost..... sexual. I let out a sharp breath as I felt his soft paw pad brush against my emerging tip. "Ah, good... nice reaction speed, moist tip." He stated as he continued to massage and pull on my sheath, seeming almost eager to get me at full mast. "I... uh.... Wha..." I tried to mutter between moans and twists as my doctor slowly began to paw me off until at long last the final inch of my member had popped free of its protective covering. With a smile Dave gave one final squeeze before walking around and gazing at me from the front. "Don't worry John, it is weird at first but I promise you will enjoy it by the end." He said with a knowing wink as he began to take notes on his clipboard. "About seven and a half inches in length, very good..... you are growing at an exceptional rate." He chuckled before walking away and patting his paw on the waist high table. "Why don't you lay down in a manner that seems most natural to you John."

I wasn't sure what to do, this all seemed so weird yet somewhere in the back of my head I felt I should do as I am told and perhaps I may end up enjoying whatever weird form of medical procedure this was. After taking another deep breath I turned and walked to the table, my member bouncing and dripping with pre along the way. I glanced at my doctor before lying face down on the table, taking a moment to wince as the cold material pressed against my sensitive flesh. He chuckled lightly and I could hear the scratching of a pen on paper. "So you laid down that way, I wouldn't have guessed." He said before walking away to mess with something along the counter. I lay there panting lightly, rod throbbing, just staring at the wall while trying to gather my thoughts. This wasn't right... I should grab my clothes get dressed and leave. But something was keeping my here, something in the back of my mind was keeping me in place. A part of me seemed almost eager at the thought of what this doctor could do to me. "Okay John, I am going to cover your eyes. I do not want you to panic; this is merely so you can focus on what comes naturally instead of what your eyes may lead you to do. And as I said before you will enjoy this before the end." Dave said before he placed a blindfold over my eyes and tied it firmly behind my head. My vision now taken from me I quickly relied on my other senses, rotating my ears in time to hear the gentle sound of cloth hitting the floor, and twitching my nose as the scent of musk filled the air. The smell was subtle, so much so that I had no idea it was there until I couldn't see, but it was also intoxicating. The arousing stench got stronger as the footsteps got closer and before long I was aware of Dave's presence standing before me and my muzzle pointed directly at the other male's package.

A firm hand pressed against the back of my head and guided my muzzle forward to be buried in the male's furry balls. The male musk was positively exploding in my nose and I took a deep breath and practically huffed the intoxicating smell. "I want you to remain calm from here on out, try not to think too much... let your body and natural instincts control your actions." He said in a calm and commanding tone. I gave a small nod before taking another deep breath and doing what came first in my mind, I stuck out my tongue and slowly drug it up his sack and across the length of his furred sheath. A low moan came from the older male's mouth as I brought my muzzled back down and continued with another slow ascent of my tongue but this time as I reached the top I was rewarded with the salty taste of his member as it begun to peek its way out. A deep blush crossed my face as I instantly began to lick and coax his hot member out of hiding. It was only, at what I assumed, half-mast before he gently pulled my head back and chuckled. "Very good Mr. Smith! Now I would like you to open wide, stick out your tongue, and say 'Ahhh'." Upon doing as he asked I was rewarded with the heavy feeling of his throbbing member pressed against my tongue. Doctor Dave slowly slid his still growing dick into my mouth as he let out a long sigh. "Now try not to bite down, you have some rather sharp teeth and I would like to avoid any unnecessary injuries if I can." He said as the paw that rested on the back of my head slowly began to push me towards him in an effort to shove as much of his needy member in my mouth as he could.

The blush persisted as I could taste the salty pre oozing down my throat. This wasn't right... he is my doctor.... And he is a male. I shouldn't be doing this, I should bite down and resist. But that everlasting presence in the back of my mind refused to agree. I should stay and enjoy it, this is my natural form, and I love every second of what is happening. The voice in the back of my head was winning as I began to suckle like a starving pup, begging for the release of this male I was servicing. There was a groan from my doctor as he began to thrust into my milking mouth as I moaned from the feeling of the hot cock sliding in and out of my muzzle, the feeling and smell of his groin fur as I took his full length down my throat, the rough feeling of his balls as they smacked my chin. I was in heaven, getting everything I had no idea I wanted. And all I could think as any sane portion of my mind shattered was that I wanted more. Dave no longer needed to hold my head as my paws slunk to his legs, fingers wrapping around his thighs as I demanded he finish in my mouth. Before much longer I began to notice that the base of his cock had been getting thicker, it was easy to accommodate before but as the thrusts got more frenzied the bulb of flesh got larger. I couldn't open my mouth wide enough to take the knot so instead I brought up a paw and squeezed on the ball of flesh as I slurped on the meat that was pounding into my muzzle. Some more squeezing and tugging on the knot cause the panting vulpine to let out a large groan before a warm and salty liquid flooded into my throat. Burst after burst of the odd tasting male juice slid down my throat as my doctor filled my stomach with his seed. I continued to suckle as the juices slowly stopped erupting from the twitching member. Dave let out a small chuckle as he pulled his dripping cock from my mouth and ran a paw over his sensitive flesh. "Yes I do believe you are a natural. No noticeable gag reflex, just the right amount of pressure from the teeth, perfect amount of saliva production." He noted as he walked slowly away to what I assumed was the counter as I heard the familiar scratching of a pen. "We have some more tests to run, but I feel as though it is necessary to let you rest and regain your breath." Dave said as he walked to my side and removed my blindfold. I glanced up to his face as I sat up and blushed at his charming smile before my eyes slid down to his semi-hard member that was still dripping from the previous "test".

The doctor made some more notes on his clipboard before placing it on the counter and putting his lab coat back on, which was the only thing he was wearing today. "I need to get a few things, but when I return I will explain some things to you and we will continue the tests." He said while walking out of the room. Now alone I let out a sigh and looked down to my own still throbbing meat. I ran a paw over the cock, sliding the natural lubricant over its surface, as I thought about what just happened and what these possible "tests" could be. "I need some water." I muttered as I glanced around for the water dispenser and cups he always had in the room for nervous patients, before silently preparing for what would come next.