The Cornerian Military HQ,  Year 10 BLW

	James Mccloud sits in a daze, scribbling away. Confirmed kills, government property damages, casualties. What you don't see of the exciting life of a high-ranking ace military pilot. It's not hard, just time consuming. and when you've done it as long as he has, it isn't really difficult; just tedious. What he wouldn't give right now to be in the sky, the hum of that arwing engine, the thrill of the chase, the- 
"BANG!" 
a small fox screams and slams his toy into James' desk. He continues to make sound-effects of that caliber as he drags the toy plane down the side of the desk to the floor.
"Ka-bang! That's what you get for messing with star fox!" 
He yells excitedly.
Just turning eight, James' son fox continues to run around the office playing with his crude toy arwing. He has this strange enthusiasm that just won't quit. James was never one to force his son into a military career, but boy his persistence is hard to say no to.
"Dad I want to see! I want to see the base!" 
he'd say every dang day. And every day James had the same response.
"Maybe some other time."
He finally had pulled enough strings to let his son into the office. It made the experience just that much more tolerable. Even if he isn't able to focus much, James loved having time with his son.
"KA-BSSSHHHH!" 
James is snapped away from his paperwork once again as his desk shakes. He looks up and raises an eyebrow at his son.
"Now, now." he says
"I think that's enough crash landings onto daddy's work desk, hm?"
Fox turns towards his dad and gets a bit of a nervous grin.
"Oh, heh, sorry." The small fox stammers.
James Mccloud stands up and looks down at his son, flashing him a loving smile.
"Don't be sorry." He reassures his son. "Your enthusiasm is admirable, just I'm a bit busy today. Here; let's go down to the mess hall and get you some tea, maybe it'll help settle your nerves hm?" 
James taps at a keypad next to the door and it flies open. Almost as if it was triggered by it, the alarm goes off.
"EMERGENCY. ALL PILOTS TO HANGER A. I REPEAT, ALL PILOTS TO HANGER A."
Instinctively, James latches onto his son's hand, holding it tight. 
Fox almost topples over when he gets grabbed by his father, still shocked from the alarm. His little head took a little bit to shake back into reality. He looks up at his father, fiddling with his phone and looking around frantically.
"God dammit there's no one in building B this time of evening."
James never swears around Fox, and Fox knew this. What's happening?
James kneeled down next to fox, looking him in the eye.
"Alright, daddy has to go fox, you're gonna need to be brave, you see that hallway? You need to be brave and go down it alone, I can-" 
James' gaze suddenly goes past fox, as the sound of boots on linoleum echoes through the halls. Then he spots him; A young cadet, one James welcomed in personally.
"Wolf! come here cadet!" He barks at him. The wolf comes to an immediate stop and pulls a 180, running right up to the two.
"I'm responding to the alert, sir!" he states, standing up straight and saluting.
"Forget that" James says,  "Pigma trusts you, right? Good enough for me. You're looking after my son. Stand guard in my office and don't open that door for anyone who doesn't give you their operating number."
"B-but sir!" Wolf says, visibly frustrated at being pulled away from the action.
"No buts!" James interrupts him, pointing to the door to his office. "In there, now soldier. That's a god damn order. There's an emergency phone on my desk. Use it if something happens and follow their instructions. If not, just stay put."
James quickly turns to his son and kisses his forehead. 
"This is cadet Wolf, he'll be watching you while I'm gone. Love you, I'll be right back, okay? I promise." he says before hurriedly sprinting down the hall.
Fox is taking a bit to process everything that just happened, too long for the impatient Wolf who was just given a babysitting job over some action. Wolf grabs him by the wrist and practically drags him into the office.
"Come on, squirt. Yer'dad says we need to wait in here for a few hours." He closes the door behind them and wastes no time taking off his boots and plopping down on the sofa.
Laying  back he's leaving a confused fox standing in the middle of the room, on the verge of tears, just staring at Wolf. 
Wolf opens his eyes and looks at the kid, he hears the sniffles and sees those wide eyes getting teary.
"Oh, no no no, wait kid come on." He says nervously. "It's gonna be fine okay? He's gonna be back we just gotta wait here a bit alright? He'll be fine." He tries his best to give the fox a warm smile. 
Fox's face lightens up just a little bit. "R-really?" he chokes out.
"You kiddin'?" Wolf laughs. "Your dad there is the best we got now. It'll all be fine. This is just another day for him..."  he says, then adds in a low mutter "Not for me at this rate though."
Fox starts smiling just a little bit, then practically leaps into Wolf's arms.
"Jeez kid, easy, easy!" he says, holding the little guy up, trying to make sure he didn't slide right onto the floor. 
"Man, this is the promising kid James won't quit braggin' about? Seems like a softy to me." He thinks.
Wolf's hand goes up the back of the fox's t-shirt, trying to grab hold.  His hand glides right over the soft fur and hooks the t-shirt. 
"H-hey whoa kid I can't hold-" Wolf nervously stammers as he feels him slide down.
One audible rip and thump later. A shirtless fox sits on the floor infront of Wolf, them just staring at eachother.  Wolf looks down at the torn t-shirt in his hand. Seems like one of his claws must have caught it, the back is torn wide open. 
"Dang uh, sorry..." He trails off on the "y", trying to remember his name. "Fox, right? Sorry uh, you alright?"
The small fox rubs his butt a little but shrugs and goes "I'm fine, it only hurt a little." He gets up to his knees. 
Wolf eyes him up and down. The little guy was a bit scrawny for his age, especially for a supposed to-be soldier. A bit of a short, fella too. Soft, well groomed fur. A fluffy, inviting chest and a gleam of innocence in his eye. His tail gently shifting to and fro. 
"Oh god no, not these thoughts again!" Wolf screams in his head, he starts drifting to that dark spot. He always had desires like this, but he had expected them to go away with age.  He's 17 now and his boy preference hasn't been maturing with him! He thought it was bad enough that he felt this way about guys! 
"Hey uh, Wolf?" Fox says, snapping him out of it. "I'm kind of cold."
Wolf's mind is battling with the one hanging between his legs. Always impulsive, taking risks and trusting instinct; that's what got him everywhere so far. No officers ever had cameras inside the private offices, just the one focused on the door. This is the perfect chance to act on this. Just take the chance and get this out of your system! 
"Alright." Wolf replies, and pats his lap. "Come back up here and I'll keep ya warm then. Just don't wiggle around so much, y'hear?"
The small fox nods, wrapping his arms around himself and hopping back up to the couch. He lets out a little gasp as to his surprise, Wolf grabs under his arms and pulls him into his lap. He has a little nervous giggle and looks over his shoulder at Wolf, who is holding him tight, and has a bit of a devilish grin.
"Did I.. did I do something funny?" Fox asks, starting to blush and look at himself to see if anything is stuck to him. His quick little scan made him realize something and the subject changes immediately.
"M-my toy! My toy arwing I left it outside!" He lets out a childish, exasperated "UGGGGH!" and crosses his arms. "This is gonna be SO boring!" 
Wolf's grin gets wider. "You know, I think I know something we could play, and it might keep you warm too."
Fox rolls his eyes "Yeah, you adults never have ANY fun toys though. Probably cards or something." and sticks out his tongue.
Wolf gets surprised by this sudden shift in behavior, over just some dumb toy! "W-what a little brat!" he thinks.
"Oh yeah?" Wolf mutters annoyedly. 
Fox lets out a little eep as wolf lets go of him, wraps his arm around him and holds him to his chest rather rough. He grabs Fox's pants and tugs them down. Fox starts kicking and flailing about "HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU CAN'T-" but is cut off. A wonderful sensation overcame him. It made his body tremble and quiver. He looks down. His.. his thing is out! And.. Wolf is touching it? His mind is screaming him to run away but it's just feeling so good. He feels his body practically go limp. 
"That shut ya up, didn't it squirt? Now do you think I know about a fun game" Wolf says as he expertly slides that foreskin up and down, givin' fox a stiff one right quick.
Fox pants, he lets out a weak "Y-yeah... keep going..." he says. But just like that Wolf releases him. 
Fox's eyes go wide and he looks at wolf, desperately playing with himself. "N-no fair keep going it felt good!" 
"Ah-ah-ah!" Wolf says, wagging his finger. "I'll keep going..." He drops his own pants and underwear. Fox's eyes practically cross to look at the beast infront of him as Wolf's large, throbbing adult cock and hefty balls pop out of his undies "If you also do it to me!" 
Fox nervously gulps, but collecting himself quickly, he gains a newfound confidence. He grabs ahold of the massive member with both paws, starting to work wolf's meat as fast and as eagerly as he can.
"Hey kid th- woah! Oh.. o-... god.." 
Wolf starts panting, fox doing suprisingly good for a shot in the dark. He can't help it. He needs to go further.
"Hey- mmf.. adults need.. ah.. a little extra... try licking it too." Wolf says, he expects protest but it doesn't take long. Fox gives him a confident nod and starts licking up and down Wolf's shaft eagerly. 
"Attention to the tip..." wolf says "Give it some extra licks" he adds.
Fox leans up and wraps his maw around Wolf's tip and starts swirling his tongue around in circles to lick it as much as he can muster.
Wolf's eyes open wide in shock, and his tongue hangs out of his maw "O-or that.. y-yeah..." the room falls quiet.. only wolf's deep, heavy breaths and the audible slurps of the young fox. 
Wolf can't take it, he can feel it building already. But he needs something.. just a little more. 
"I hope you're read.. ready pal. Watch the teeth.. and.. and try not to gag... and I.. promise I'll give make it wort- worth your while..." He manages to stagger out in between quivers and moans. 
He grabs the back of fox's head. Fox's ears perk up and his tongue sticks forward, sliding along the underside of wolf's shaft. His eyes open wide as Wolf slams his cock into the back of Fox's throat. Tears well up in Fox's eyes as he tries his very best to not gag. Wolf mercilessly assaults the poor fox' throat with his throbbing meat, driven by hormones and wanting nothing more than to blow his load. 
Fox whimpers and gags, but still does his very best to not let his teeth touch the wolf's flesh.  Wolf grabs fox's head with both hands and pulls it down onto him, shoving his cock into fox's muzzle balls deep as it starts pumping hot ropes of goo straight down the little fella's throat.
Fox pulls off as soon as his head is released and starts whimpering and hacking up cum on the floor. His arms tremble and he refuses to look up. 
Wolf snaps back into reality and looks down at the young'un. "Oh.. oh shit. I'm.. sorry I got out of control..." No response. "Oh come on.. it's not that bad.. right?" Still no response from the small fox. "I'll give you that suprise now..." Fox's ears perk right up and he turns around and looks at Wolf expectantly. 
"Gotta love the fickle mood of kids." Wolf thinks, relieved. 
Wolf crawls down onto the floor next to Fox. "Now relax..." He says as he pushes Fox onto his back. "Time to return the favor." he whispers with a grin before wrapping his muzzle all the way around fox's little prick and small sack. 
He slathers his big wet tongue up and down the small fox's bits. Fox's eyes roll back and he starts moaning, and rather loud too. No restraint as the kid trembles, moans, and huffs while the big Wolf works him.
Wolf starts circling his tongue around Fox's tip, pushing just under the foreskin and teasing before beginning to wildly slather and flick his tongue against the cub's sensitive bits chaotically. 
The little fella can't last long, and quickly reaches his limit. He yells out "O-oh wow!" as  his little member throbbing against Wolf's tongue as he starts thrusting desperately, having a rather intense dry orgasm before collapsing to the ground. 
Wolf makes sure to work him until it's completely over, pulling back and licking his lips and wiping the saliva from his lips with his forearm.
"Feels good, huh kid?" he says with a naughty grin. "How about we take five and I show you somethin even more fun hm~?" he teases, picking up the limp, exhausted fox off the floor and laying the cub 's head on his lap. 
Fox lazily nods, looking up at Wolf and giving him a little thumbs up. "J- just give me a second... okay?"
Wolf nods back "No problem." he says, checking the time. "I mean, we still have a couple of hours." he adds. "So the best has yet to come." 

To be continued.