It was a gloomy day for the troops, the fires from constant bomb droppings and aircraft smoke clouded up the would be blue skies in black and grey smoke. The battlefield stunk of death and gasoline and the trenches that protected them would occasionally light up with gunfire. Amongst the chaos was a little black hound who had just been promoted. 

Warhound rushed up into the ruins of the small village that they were defending. He hid amongst the rubble, rifle in hand as he searched for an enemy. It was his job to man the rear trench but the constant bombings and napalm had taken out half of his battalion and allowed men to sneak through. 

He had to retreat back and warm the men on the northern trench before it was too late. Of course, this meant he would have to cut through a few enemies but he didn't mind. He was trained to fight and that was all he truly knew. He joined this war by choice not for honor or glory but for the thrill that he seemed to lack whenever doing anything else

Dicking into a house he heard the sounds of footsteps on the hardwood. He turned the corner preparing his rifle to shoot. Once in the doorway, preparing to fire the front of his gun was grabbed he was flung into the doorway, forcing the weapon from his hand. Looking up he saw a large wolf and a petite yellow fox with their pistols drawn on him. He looked up to see that in front of him were three more enemy soldiers including a general. 

Warhound stood still eyeing the wolf who had foiled his attack. On instinct, he dove for his gun but the yellow fox had kicked it away just in time. His boot stomping on the intruding hand receiving a yelp from the black hound. 

"Major Serin, lieutenant Oliver take care of him, we will move forward." The general said in disgust, walking past the enemy soldier as the two raised their guns. As the four shut two loud bangs were heard. It was silent as the three left the house to continue securing the location.

If the general had paid attention he would have noticed the shots had hit the ceiling and that the hound had his mouth covered by the yellow fox. Those emerald green eyes looked into those yellow ones as his lips turned into a smirk.

"The general said to take care of you but he wasn't specific how," Serin said pulling his hand away and replacing it with his soft lips. Warhound was shocked but the way the other's feminine ass was sat on his crotch made his manhood stand at attention.  "It has been months since we had a little fun, and Oliver here think you are cute." 

Warhound in a dad looked up the grey wolf who was already shirtless and undoing his pants. The man was a far contrast to the femboy fox who currently was slipping his hands under the hound's uniform top. He was muscular and when his pants fell his thick and throbbing manhood had flopped out at full attention.

The hound didn't think of himself as gay by any means but it had been so long since he had the touch of a woman and the major who sat on his lap had curved in all the right places. He couldn't resist but to grab Serin's hips as the wolf rested his throbbing cock on the enemy's face. 

The black hound felt his cheeks burning as he felt each time the thick shaft pulsed in on his face, the musky scent making his mouth water. Serin held eye contact as he playfully licked at the tip that separated their lips, receiving a groan from the large wolf. His soft lips sucked at the flesh and helped to guide the tip in the other's mouth

Warhound groaned as precum leaked onto his tongue and the fox undid his shirt to explore the black and curvy body of his enemy.  Serin connected their lips as their tongues danced around the tip of the wolfs cock in their mouths. The fox's hands finding and teasing the other's sensitive nipples, grinding his ass on the other's clothed member

The yellow eyes watched at the fox boy who appeared to be around eighteen as he slipped from his lap to remove that uniform. His young body was covered with scars but around wanted to touch and taste more of it. His cock twitched when the nude teen undid his pants, tugging them off. 

He felt exposed as the fox examined his naked body but he focused more on taking in more of the muscular wolf's throbbing dick. Serin chuckled as he moved to the hound's crotch but instead of going for the neglected dick in front of him, he had another idea. He grabbed ahold of the man's legs and lifted them up to get better access to that tight little asshole that begged for attention.

His tongue ran between the hound's ass cheeks, stopping at his twitching hole. The black hound groaned and the will pushed all twelve inches of his cock the rest of the way into that right little throat. His eyes wanted and he choked as those balls his chin before pulling back out for another thrust. His hands moved to the muscular ass cheeks of the wolf kicking his throat.

Serin, on the other hand, took his time with the other's twitching ring. His tongue danced over the sensitive entrance before pushing inside. Warhound flinched at this and groaned on the cock that worked in stretching that throat.

The yellow fox's tongue explored every weak spot inside if his ass while his lips pressed against the ring for a lewd kiss. His hand reached up giving that plump ass he feasted in a had smack. Oliver groaned feeling himself growing close to cumming. He trusted harder into the enemy's throat. His balls tightened and one final thrust sent him unloading into that warm mouth.

Warhound had stopped gagging after his throat had opened up and the salty taste of thick seed was salty on his tongue and for some reason, home craved more. The wolf pulled out once his mouth was full and pumped the rest of his hot seed into the feminine face of the canine. 

Warhound felt like a used bitch at this point and he needed more. As he leaned up to lick the tip of his cum coated cock clean, he wondered if this is how the other women who had been with him felt. His tongue ran over the shaft as Serin slipped a finger inside of him.

The fix continued to lick around the hound's ring while his finger worked to stretch him open. A second digit pushed inside and the black canine winced as a third wriggled inside.it was uncomfortable at first until the teen pressed that sweet spot I side of him, forcing him to unload all over his own chest. 

Oliver moved down and shockingly enough began to lap up the thick seed before wrapping his lips around the enemy's twitching cock. Serin chuckled, petting his comrades head as he pulled his fingers from the open hole. Warhound felt empty but was soon rewarded when the boy used his own cum to lube up his femboy cock and push it inside of that freshly stretched ass.

He stood still enough for the other to get used to his raw cock, it also helped that Oliver was eagerly slipping his tongue under the other's foreskin to lick the sensitive head. Fin, ally after a moment, Serin Began to move.


He felt his asshole clench around the veiny femboy cock that thrust into him. His cock twitched as Oliver brought his ass up to Serin's Face whole pressing his lips to the black hound's. Serin eagerly worked his comrade's hole like he did the black canine, making sure it was properly stretched as he hammered into that sweet hole.

"Now have a taste if this cutie." He says lining that cock up so that Oliver could sink down on top. Warhound arched his back as he felt the right wetness of the wolf's right hole holding a vice grip on his cock. He wanted to thrust up but Serin held him in place while thrusting a bit harder into his bitch spot "that's it, big boy, he has a great ass doesn't he, this bitch hole isn't too bad either."

All that he could do was groan when Oliver ground against him, letting his cock dig deeper into that manly asshole. Yellow eyes watched admiralty as Oliver's muscles flexed each time he lowered himself on his dick. The wolf stroked his cock in Warhound's face, precum dripped onto the others black chest

The ongoing war outside didn't matter nor did the silence the battle moved forward. All that mattered to around was the femboy drilling his hole and the muscular male that rode him. He felt so dirty yet he couldn't get enough. Sadly all good things must come to an end and when he reached his peak he knew that he made sure to push up into that right manly ass and dump a thick load into the wolf. Oliver groaned as his insides were pumped with cum and he felt Serin reach around to stroke his sensitive manhood.

The tightness brought the fox over the edge, dumping his nuts into that tight canine ass while Oliver happily painted the enemy soldier's chest and face with his thick seed once more. 

Later that week Serin and Oliver loaded up their things to return to their homeland. The war had been deemed over once a peace treaty was signed and all soldiers were sent home. They finished loading their final possession, a large packing crate into the back of their truck. If any of the soldiers would have noticed they would have seen the breathing holes on the side or got close enough to hear the light moans of Warhound as he enjoyed the feeling of a large dildo stuffed into his little bitch hole. They had managed to keep their toy on the base for a while, keeping him hidden from the commander. They would take him out at nighttime and even shared him with a few close bunkmates. 

Now the war was over but the fun was by no means over, they just had to carry it to their shared home in the city. Warhound didn't mind, the two had unlocked something inside him that he never knew about and he grew to love it