Kilo panted heavily as he raced through the forest as fast as his young legs could carry him, the barks and howls behind him seeming to get closer and closer. The vulpine was being hunted down by a full-on pack of wolves. The young fox's heart raced as his chest heaved up and down with strain. The boy was in fear of his very life and this pushed him to run harder and faster than he ever had run before, but in the back of his mind, he knew the wolves were going to catch up to him. With the moon high in the star-studded sky, there was enough light for him to see, but it didn't help him avoid catching a tree root with one of his footpaws and tumbling head over heels a few times before rolling to a stop. 

The fox was left dazed, and the barking was rushing in on him. Just as Kilo got his legs under him, a voice from just behind him rang out "GOT HIM!" and then a sudden impact came onto his back as the body of a larger wolf crushed him back down to the ground. The fox yelped and struggled, throwing elbows back at the wolf, trying to buck the predator off of him. But as wolves were bigger and stronger than a fox, the young vulpine was soon pinned down under heavy paws, his wrists held together above his head, his head itself ground into the forest floor by another hand, and the body of the wolf laying over the top of him. 

Even though Kilo was pinned down and unable to squirm much at all he still barked "GET OFF ME! I'LL KILL YOU!" which was a mighty challenge for a young male in a vulnerable position like he was in at the moment. 

"Oooh! Fiesty! I like my boys when they ssssquirm!" Just then Kilo saw the legs and footpaws of the other wolves coming into view as the rest of the pack caught up. 

"You dirty flea bitten mangy coat having dirtballs! All of you!" The fox growled, baring his teeth, still trying to break free, intent on not going out quietly, or peacefully. 

One of the wolves that was standing off to the side, panting lightly to catch his breath found the display rather cute. "Careful, you can tell he's a biter! Look at how his lips snarled up. Oh he wants to take a bite out of you bit time Kyle!" 

The lupine on top of the wolf leaned down to Kilo's ear "Oh, is that right? You wanna bite me big boy?" he said, putting his muzzle just beside the fox's ear.

Kilo growled and tried to snap his jaws on the face of the wolf that was right there, but the hand paw grinding his head into the ground prevented him from do anything but making a lot of noise. "Give me the chance and I'll bite your whole fucking face off!" Kilo barked angrily. 

The wolf standing off to the site squatted down and looked at the face of the downed vulpine. "Heh, with that little muzzle? Oh, I don't think you could take anyone's face off with that cute little beak." The trio of wolves all chuckled a bit at the mocking of the young boy. Kilo didn't find it funny and continued to struggle, keeping the wolf on top of him busy and focused on keeping the little fox held down. "Well Kyle, you got him first, guess that means you get to make the kill." With that said the wolf stood back up and watched. 

Kyle leaned down and licked over the back of the fox's neck. "Damn right I do.. I'm gonna enjoy this!" He said to the kid, pressing his hips down into the cub's soft rump, getting a bit aroused with the squirming under his body. 

"GRAAAAH FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! AND FUCK YOU TOO!" the fox shouted at all three of the wolves as he felt a cold nose pressed in against his shoulder and take a long slow deep sniff of his fur. The wolf paused for a moment and sniffed again though differently than the first time, quick rapid pulls of scent in. Moving his nose around down his shoulder, over his back. Something was off about the scent clearly. 

The wolf that has been silent up until now saw his pack mate sniffing, searching over the fox's back. "What do you smell?" 

"I smell, another." again he sniffed a bit longer "Another wolf on him." 

"Whaaat? No way, no wolf would leave this little fucker breathing." The second wolf in the group came over and started to sniff as well. "Huh! Yeah, I can see what you're saying now."

"Right? I'm telling you, this fox has wolf scent on him!" 

Kyle squeezed his fingers around Kilo's head and growled: "You been rolling around in wolf mark you little bitch?"

Snorting, Kilo looked back at the wolf and fired off an insult "No, I was rolling around with your mother!" The comment set the wolf off who snarled and drew a single kneed back and slammed it up into the underside between the vulpine's legs. Kilo bellowed out in agony as his balls were nearly popped from that single brutal blow. 

"You got a sharp tongue for a fox who is about to get fucking mauled! Maybe we'll take our time, do it slowly, make you suffer for a while first! C'mon guys, get this fox on his knees, lets cut his pelt off while he's still breathing!" The other two lupines chuckled and gladly helped their brother get the fox into a kneeling position, with his arms being held behind his back. One of the two wolves in front pulled out a knife and brought the tip right up to the boy's belly button. 

"GRRRRAGH! Fuck you, you bunch of pussies! Can't take me on on one, you have to all three take me at once! You're the bitches, all of you!" The fox was scared, but oh so angry. His body ached from the thrashing of his balls still, and now he looked like he was going to be gutted. 

As the tip of the knife started to dimple in the vulpine's soft furry coat, a deeper voice from further behind them all rang out. "Well well. What ARE you doing with my fox?" the voice said, confident, reassured, and dominate. Kilo knew that voice! 

The wolf holding the knife in his hand stood up and addressed the approaching lupine. "Killer! This fox is ours! We fucking hunted his ass down. You got no claim to him!"

The older wolf padded slowly towards the pack and spoke in a calm tone. "Oh indeed you hunted him down, but you're too late. I put my claim into him months ago. He has been a little... project of mine for some time."

"Bullshit!"

"Come now Julian. Are you the same pup that whimpered and pleaded for his life just 20 or so seasons ago when I found him a broken mess at the bottom of a ravine. You speak to me with such impotence. Surely you must not want to challenge ME over a fox?"

The wolf twirled the knife around in his paw for a few moments, growling because he knew better than to take this wolf. "This isn't over Killer!"

The wolf that was looking out for the little fox smiled "Oh? Perhaps you need a reminder of where you belong? Would you like to feel my dick grinding against your prostate tonight, Julian?" 

The other two younger lupines looked up at their friend who was just threatened with being bitched out. Julian sheathed the knife and said "Let the fox go." he was not happy with having to give that order though, and he made that clear.

Kilo was released and just as fast as he could move, he spun around and leveled a kick to the wolf's balls, returning the favor to him. "FUCKER!" he barked! Kyle clutched his balls and fell over to his side. The other two males started to move toward Kilo as if to grab him again, but the fox darted out of reach for the one wolf that stood by himself, the wolf he had befriended, and quickly stood behind him. 

The pack of wolves looked absolutely pissed as they helped their friend Kyle up to his feet. Julian shot Killer a death glance as he and the other guys started to stagger off into the darkened forest towards home. Once they were out of earshot, Kilo stepped around the wolf, looked up at him with his ears laid back. "Thank you!" 

Looking down upon the little fox, the wolf couldn't help be smile and rub the top of his head with his knuckles firmly. "I'll bite your whole fucking face off?" The wolf mimic. "You get pinned by a pack, and this is what you say to them?" 

The fox smile a bit, feeling a bit of pride at having surprised the wolf. "I'm not afraid of those guys!"

"Well, you should be. They are going to hunt for you twice as hard now, and if I'm not around.. he'll kill you for sure now."

Kilo blinked and felt a bit nervous "But you just told them..."

"Yes, that you are mine, but don't think for a second they will leave it at that. You're a fox, rather you're mine, theirs, or someone else's, doesn't mean you get to run your mouth and piss us off."

Nodding his head the fox took the words to heart. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause any problems."

"Heh, I have no doubt you'll be seeing those three again, but you best watch yourself fox." With that said the wolf started to turn and pad away back in the direction he came from. 

Kilo padded after him. "Wait.. where are you going?"

"Home."

"Where is your home?"

"Heh, I'm not telling you where my den is, nor am I going to take you there."

"So that one wolf called you 'Killer', is that your name or a nickname or what?"

Still padding the wolf turned his head to smile down at the fox "It's my nickname."

"Is that because you're a killer?"

"Nope, it's because I'm a very GOOD, killer." 

The two males continued to pad side by side. Kilo wanted to know more about the wolf, the few times they had crossed paths, it had been pretty fun and sexual, but the encounter was always so short, and the boy was truly curious about his role model. "So you've killed lots of people then?"

"People, animals, adults, cubs, I kill anything I feel like killing."

"How come you've not killed me yet?"

The wolf stopped and turned to face the boy, leaning down slowly, causing Kilo to take a step back. A wide grin formed on the wolf's muzzle. "You want me to kill you?"

Blinking a few times and opening his eyes wider, the kit laid his ears back "Well, no.. of course not. I'm.. just.. confused is all. I'm a fox, you're a wolf, and, you've been.. nice to me. You just.. saved me and stuff. Why?"

Tilting his head to the side the wolf murred "Because, if anyone gets to snuff you out, it's going to be me." and he gave the boy a disturbing wink of his eye before standing back up and resuming his walk. 

Kilo considered the words spoke to him for a moment and then padded quickly to catch back up to the wolf. "Wait.. wait a second!" The wolf paused once again and perked his ears up to listen to the fox. "You could have killed me any time before now.. but you haven't. Why are you keeping me around?"

Looking up in thought the wolf considered what his reply should be before he looked down into Kilo's young eyes and gave his answer. "Because I enjoy playing with my food. Hunting, and killing, it's not just ALL about filling your tummy. There are more pleasures a boy like you can feed, than just the hunger in my stomach. I'm using you. I'm abusing you. And eventually, I'm going to kill you, just like I do with everything else. But, you ARE a curious little fox. You've got spirit and spunk. I like that. Though after your little run-in with Julian and his pack, well.. it may be those guys sinking their teeth into your neck instead of me."

Standing there the fox listened and tried to understand where the wolf was coming from. It seemed that the wolf was pretty honest about things. The wolf did kind of seem like a dick, using the fox, but he's a wolf, that is what they do to what they consider subspecies. Kilo tilted his head as he thought about what was said for a few moments. "So, the things you've done to me.. that's, just you fulfilling your.. hunger?"

Killer gave a nod of his head and a smile. "There is plenty of meat out here to keep my tummy as full as I need it. There are also plenty of cute young cubs just like you for me to squeeze my cock into and break when the desire hits. So I thought I'd, play around with a fox a bit, for fun. Enjoy him in other ways. So far, you've provided a moderate level of enjoyment to me."

The young vulpine felt a little hurt. Deep down inside him, he thought maybe he was special in some way for the wolf to have let him live, and to be given little gifts by the wolf, including those of a sexual nature. "I see, I think." he nodded his head as looked off to the side and the a few seconds later he stepped up and hugged the wolf around the middle. Killer responded by returning the embrace of the smaller boy, and of course, enjoyed stroking that lush vulpine back pelt with his hands a few time. Kilo released the wolf and looked up at him. "Thanks for saving my life tonight. Ummm.. can I ask you just one more question?"

Standing there the wolf gave a wag of his tail and nodded his head with a nice throat rumble of approval. As he looked down at the fox long enough, he eventually reached his hand up and stroked across the side of Kilo's muzzle with the back of his fingers, smoothing that fur. "Sure you can."

"Could you.. walk me home? I.. I'm not really sure where I am." the fox looked around the darkened forest and then back up at the wolf. Killer was silent for a few moments, staring very intently down at the fox as if judging him in some way, before he replied.

"Sure kid, I'll walk you to your home." A smirk was shown on the wolf's muzzle as he turned and started to pad forward. "Stay behind me." 

The walk was quiet now, Kilo had many more questions, things he wanted to know, but he didn't want to push his luck with the wolf. All he wanted now was to make it home in one piece. A good 30-minute walk, and finally the fox's tent was within sight. 

Stepping up beside Killer, Kilo reached his hand out and put it within the paw of the wolf. Kilo gave a little tug on the hand paw, trying to lead the wolf towards his humble home and camp. The lupine could see that look in the fox's eyes. "You want to 'thank' me for saving your life?" he asked the boy. 

"Yes please," Kilo answered, using two hands to pull on the wolf's arm. "I almost died tonight, without knowing the feeling. I don't want to die without knowing."

"Say it Kilo, say, you don't want to die without knowing full out what it's like to be a little bitch."

Swallowing the lump in his throat down so he could speak again, the fox looked right up into the wolf's eyes which had a bit of a shimmer in the moonlight. "I don't want to die, having never known what it's like to be YOUR little bitch boy." With that said, Killer started to pad forward. He was going to finally full on fuck this cub. It was as good of a time as any. 

Kilo was first to crawl into his tent. The floor of it was line with pelt, soft pelt from a few of his own kills, but also from the rabbit and squirrel the wolf had left the fox previously. Inside the darkened tent, Kilo laid on his back, and started to undo the knot holding his loincloth around his hips when Killer crawled over him and looked down into the eyes of the young vulpine boy. Kilo felt an absolute rush of arousal in that moment as the wolf eclipsed him. There were so many nights that the fox touched himself, picturing this moment, sharing his tent, his bed with the wolf, and now it was happening. The fox's loincloth had a heavy tent of it's own pitched up. 

A large lupine hand rested down on Kilo's chest, pressing firmly down, but not painfully, as the wolf leaned down and brought his lips to that of the boy. Moments after first contact, a thick wolf tongue pressed into the slim narrow muzzle of the fox and started to eagerly lick all around it. The fox curled his toes and closed his eyes as he kissed the wolf-like a lover. With his eyes closed, the fox lifted his hands up and stroked along Killer's sides a few times before he started to search along the loincloth of the wolf for the knot that kept it in place. Once he found it, he started to work the leather straps apart, and then pulled it off the strong lupine body to leave him exposed. 

The intense kissing lasted well over a minute before the now nude wolf pulled his head back and stared down at the vulpine boy he was keeping to himself tonight. Killer moved his hand down and helped the fox out of his own loincloth first, and gave a chuckle at the young boy's full on erection that he sported. "Typical fox, you get close to a wolf, and you get so excited, don't you?"

Giving a nod of his head, Kilo smiled and whispered "Not any wolf, just you." A happy murr came from the wolf as he scooted up and moved to sit down on top of Kilo's chest, letting his own lupine dick slowly drape over the fox's face. With hands on his hips, Killer remained still, watching to see what the boy was going to do with a big wolf dick on his face. The fox, of course, didn't shy away from that shaft, he kissed it, rubbed his face all over it, ran his tongue up and down it time and time again. With his arms pinned at his sides, all he had to use to bring pleasure to that dick was his face and muzzle. The fox didn't disappoint the wolf either when that boy wrapped his lips around the girth and started to properly suck it. Killer inhaled slow and deep, letting out a content and pleasure filled rumble from deep in his chest.

"Suck my cock harder, Kilo." the wolf demanded, and the fox did. "Suck my dick.. harder, Kilo." again the wolf demanded, and the fox did. "Mmmmmm, suck my dick.. harrrrrderrrrrr... Kilo!" the wolf demanded, and now the fox was sucking with all his might. Every ounce of lung power he had gone into drawing upon that wolf cock. The look on the fox's face showed the strain of sucking that big cock. That was the look Killer loved seeing, and the hard sucking was getting him hard as a rock, and inflating his knot. The intense blowjob only lasted a minute or two at most before Killer pulled his hips back and that cock from the boy's mouth. The wolf had already enjoyed the kid's muzzle previously, so he wasn't going to put his load down that throat again. Lifting his right leg up, he moved off the top of the fox. "On all fours, so I can fuck you in true canine fashion."

Panting with a nose full of wolf musk, his tongue covered in the taste of wolf cock, Kilo would have bared his throat to accept a death bite in that moment if the wolf demanded it from him. Instead, he was going to get on all fours and get fucked properly by this alpha male. Without a word the fox moved into position. The first thing he felt was the wolf's hands starting at the back of his calves, stroking up the back of his thighs, over his rump, up his sides, and then encircling his body from behind. "Oh my god!" The boy suddenly tensed up. It was when those arms wrapped under and around him that he knew, there was no going back from this. 

"Yes fox, wolves are your gods now." The whisper came from just behind the fox's right ear, the wolf's breath tickled the fur along the edge of it. Those arms tightened around his stomach, and he felt the body of the wolf coming to rest on his back. The wolf let his weight settle down on top of the fox. The smaller male grunted under the strain of holding the wolf up like this, but he was going to manage. Then the wolf moved his knees around, and pressed one of them down on the back of Kilo's calf, to keep that leg pinned in place. Just then, the wolf's cock tip slipped up that soft warm boy cleft and kissed the fox's tailhole. "If I told you, that I was going to murder you after fucking you tonight.. would you still want me to fuck you?"

The fox's heart was already beating so fast, he wanted this, wanted the wolf inside him so badly. Then the wolf had this one last question for him. Could he be serious, was that the price, get fucked by the wolf, and die? The boy shuddered and gasped. He didn't want to die, not one bit. Moments passed with the wolf resting against the kid's tight little pucker, gently pressing forward and building up the pressure needed to breach that tight boy opening. The wolf waited for an answer to his question, the delay the fox gave made him grin toothily. A truly hard choice for this fox. Go without a wolf dick and live, or take one and die from it. "What is your answer? Do you want my cock so badly little fox, that you would accept the price of losing your very life? Do you want me to fuck you so bad you'd give up everything?" 

Kilo could feel the tender soft touch on his tailhole increasing in pressure. Then all at once, he said fuck it. Realizing that everything had to die at some point, but not everyone gets to know what it is to be mounted by a perfect wolf, an apex predator. "Yes.. I'd still want you to fuck me. I'd give everything to you!" with that said, there was no going back, but Kilo didn't have time to dwell or think about it as a tongue was shoved into his ear with such firmness that it canted his head off to the side. Just then the wolf started to sink his cock up into the tight narrow insides of the boy's passage. A deep predatory growl escaped the wolf's lips and went right into that fox's ear, vibrating it to the core as the lupine's shaft slowly forced its way into the fox.

That cock pressed those pink insides open and savored the heat of another virgin backside. The wolf may have laid his claim on the fox before, but fucking prey in their ass was always something special unto itself. Killer pulled his tongue from the boy's ear and firmly pressed the side of his head to Kilo's grinding and nuzzling firmly as his arms tightened up their grip around the fox's middle. Once a good half of that 10-inch cock had made it's way up into Kilo's body, Killer rocked his hips forward with strength and speared the remaining length home, bucking the little guy forward in the process. Kilo gave a loud, unbridled sexual groan and shudder as his prostate was hit, and he felt a surge rush through his insides. 

One of Killer's arms slid up to wrap under Kilo's chest now. The fox was left panting heavily, his head starting to hang down, his own cock dripping onto the pelt of the rabbit that was just under him. The wolf moved his muzzle down and pressed his nose into the boy's neck before curling his tongue out to lick over the very front of Kilo's throat. The close contact made the fox shake and whine out loud. The boy never knew his neck was so tender like that. "Killer!!" he called out, to which the wolf responded with a pleased rumble, and then he licked again, and again, and again, teasing that tender spot along the cub's throat repeatedly. The wolf knew just how to press all those buttons in another male to build the pleasure quickly. Next, he decided it was time to give that boy dick a good clench with his fist. That hand paw which had been used to strangle the very life out of foxes just like Kilo soon closed around the fox's cock. "KILLER!!" he cried louder this time and couldn't help but start ejaculating all over his pelts. 

The wolf continued to hold that pulsing fox dick, and even lightly stroked it, but made no effort to direct that load of kit cum anywhere but down into those pelts. The feel of that big cock inside his ass, being milked by those tight walls, only added to the most intense release of the fox's life yet. The boy's arms and legs gave out, and collapsed onto his chest with a thud, the weight of the wolf falling on top of him almost knocked the wind out of him. The little guy was a trembling mess as he laid there under the wolf, his dick still being held in that hand, pulsing, trying to shoot more see, but what he had to give was already being soaked up by rabbit fur. 

Eventually, Killer released the boy's cock and pulled his hand out from under the boy, and used it to pull the boy back up onto all fours again, and laid his body over the boy's back again, just like before. Kilo bore the weight of the superior male on top and inside of him. Kilo was being fucked into the realm of overstimulation now. As the wolf started to rock his hips and stroke that lupine pride through his tight milking passage, Kilo's dick bounced in the air under him, untouched now, but trying to spurt more of his baby batter out each time the wolf prick deep inside of him ran over his prostate gland, which happened with every thrust of those furry hips. 

Killer slipped his hand up the boy's throat to the underside of his muzzle and pushed his head up and back as far as it could bend. With Kilo's face presented like that, the wolf made a long firm wet lick starting between the fox's ears, down over his forehead, over the bridge of his muzzle, and ending at the cub's nose, before he let the fox's head settle forward and hang again. With that single lick, Kilo got a taste of what it felt like to be wolf prey, to be tasted because that is what the lick was meant to do. 

The power being the lupine's trusts started to pick up after a minute or two of lazy slow fucking of the cub. Now Kilo's body was being jerked forward with every clap of those strong hips against his backside, and all he could do is accept it, and go with it. it got so intense for the fox that every thrust he was given, he started to moan after. This was music to the wolf's ears, hearing his little fox cub sound off to every stab of his mighty wolf prick! All it did was encourage the wolf to pump his hips harder, and make that noise come out of the fox louder. With the harder pounding, came more friction, more pleasure. It was time to seed this little body, not feed it cum, not mark it, but inject that seed deep up inside it, and officially claim the fox for the remainder of time he had left in his life. 

Kilo got the message right away that Killer was rushing towards the finish line when one arm came out from under him, and a hand grabbed him by the ear, and his face was THRUST into the ground with force. The boy yelped in pain from that, but the real pain came when the thrusting of those hips didn't hold back anything at all now. Every ounce of strength to rut was now being used on the little boy who's moans turned into cries of pain in the home stretch of the lupines heavy rut! 

The wolf's knot was already pressed up inside the fox, but now it was swelling up hard and fast, locking the wolf to the boy, but that didn't stop the wolf from trying to yank his knot free just to cram it back in again. There were even growls of frustration that came from Killer when he couldn't tug his knot free, and he leaned forward and pressed the kid's head into the ground harder as his hips pressed forward that final time, grinding every last bit of wolf dick into that fox bottom. In the next second, everyone in the forest hears the wolf howl out loud. His head was thrown back, his lungs full of air, he called out into the night and told everyone, gloating of the ecstasy he felt in that exact moment as his thick heated lupine seed shot out of the tip of his cock and flooded the insides of the fox below him. Every single surge of that cock pumped more cum into that freshly stretched backside. By the time Killer's howl had settled down, there were at least 9 good lances of alpha cream inside the freshly minted bitch fox. 

Killer shifted his weight to one side and gracefully fell onto it, pulling the fox up to his chest, and hiking one leg up and over the top of his fox as if to keep him in place and on his dick for the next half an hour. Heavy pants washed over the back of the fox's neck, and the boy's chest was being affectionately stroked up and down by a hand paw. Kilo laid there pretty motionless, shaking so very softly as he felt that fully swollen cock continue to spurt up into him. The boy couldn't move, he didn't want to move, part of him ached really bad, the other parts seemed to be enjoying what just happened to him. Overall, he wanted to just lay there and recover, like the wolf seemed to do. And that is what both males did, laying there silent, tied, spooning together without a single word spoken between them. 

In the back of his mind, Kilo figured that the wolf would kill him now that things were done, but the wolf's only move was to shift positions once in a little bit to ease up some of the pressure on his still tied cock. Kilo was exhausted. The day was long, he had been chased, and now he had just finished being fucked, keeping his eyes open was hard, but he had to, he must keep his eyes open and wait for the wolf. Even after 30 minutes, the wolf's cock was still swollen and didn't seem like it was ever going to deflate. 40 minutes, still tied, and by now, Kilo's head was laying on the pelts, his eyes were closed, and his body kept a nice tight hold on that wolf dick inside him. 

Killer wasn't going to sleep, although he could have napped after a climax as good as what he just had, he couldn't. Kilo was limp as could be. He could have yanked his dick out of the fox cub some time ago, but decided to wait until his knot was mostly deflated before he spread the boy's backside open with a paw, and easily withdrew his shaft from the cub's insides. Peeking over the top of the fox's head, he found the kid was fast asleep now. He had no intention of taking the fox's life tonight. There would be a time for it. All stories need to have an end, but this one would go one for a bit longer the wolf decided. Using the fox's bushy tail, he cleaned off his cummy shaft but made sure to take a fingertip, and get a nice glob of it on his finger pad, and slowly slip it between Kilo's lips, spreading it over the cub's tongue while he slept. 

It was time to get going, but as the wolf grabbed his loincloth and was about to put it back on, he watched Kilo shuffle in his sleep and roll onto his back and sprawl out. Holding his cloth in hand he smiled and decided to leave it for Kilo. The wolf knelt beside the sleeping fox, and carefully and gently, folded his loincloth up, and then wrapped the boy's muzzle with it, tied it around the boy's head using the leather strap. Now Kilo would breathe in the raw musk and scent of the wolf all night long, and it'd become a scent that the boy would know forever if he hadn't already. Not to the wolf's surprise, shortly after that cloth was fixed on the cub's muzzle, the boy sprouted a nice erection. Yep, the wolf had this fox fully wrapped around his finger. Leaning down one last time to whisper into the cub's ear, Killer spoke to the sleeping boy saying "I own all of you now kid. You best appreciate every day I let you continue to breathe. Cause there will be a day, when I take that from you too. Sweet dreams." and the wolf pressed his tongue into that single remaining unmolested ear. Of course, when that tongue started to lick around, Kilo pressed his head in towards the attention. 

Happy with the state that he's left the boy, the wolf exits the tent and stands up tall, stretching his back and murring. A voice reaches the wolf's ears from behind the tent. "You finally pop his cherry?" Killer rolls his head to the left and right, making loud cracking noises as his neck settled into a comfortable spot before he turned around and regarded Julian.

"Mmm, it was as good as I thought it could be, brother." Killer said with a smile. 

"Yeah? When do I get my turn with him?"

"Soon. He's not ready yet. Good things take time, Julian."

The other wolf nodded, accepting the lead of his brother. "Yeah, but I don't know how long I can wait, considering how much you've dangling this fox before us."

Killer walked around the tent and put his hand on his brother's shoulder. "I know it's hard. It's not in your nature to wait. But while the need to feast is strong, trust me when I tell you, that when Kilo is kissing your footpaws, and he looks up at you with his big beautiful eyes, and he's begging you to fuck him..." the wolf slowly blinked and smiled wider "..it'll all be.. worth.. it." Killer patted Julian's shoulder. "C'mon, let's go home."

"Yes, sir." Julian said with a smile and tenderly nuzzled the side of Killer's neck before the padded off and left the fox to sleep in peace for the rest of the night.