🎖️HAPPY VACATIONS🎖️

Sam is a blond haired blue fox who has been training at a military school for a year now. The fox has made good friends and is known as a responsible, loyal, and trustworthy cadet. It is also true that there are rumors about his homosexuality, his love for knots and weird kinks. Nonetheless, it is relatively accepted in a country like Varonia, which Sam serves.

One summer day, before vacations, Sam trains with his group like every day. After this day they will be free. 

Cadets are wearing their uniforms: a slim jacket with pockets next to a white t-shirt underneath with matching pants and boots. They started with theory, continued with target practice, continued with endurance tests and will end with speed tests.

Throughout the day, the fox and his friends were talking about all the plans they have for the holidays. Among those plans is having messy fun with some of his classmates whom he has intimidated the most throughout the year and with whom he has hardly had opportunities for intimacy in the showers, in the barracks or during off-site permits.

It’s time for the speed ​​tests. It consists of a circuit where you have to jump, climb, crawl or avoid obstacles. Sam especially liked the areas where you had to crawl through the mud. He used to finish with an erection that his pants hide. The mud was one of his favorite kinks. 

Like every day, Sam finishes in average time, with his cadet uniform front side covered in watery mud.

He was about to go to the showers and collect all of his luggage when the senior cadet, Mister Fang, stopped him. He is a middle-aged German Shepherd.

"Sam!! Why are you never able to beat the average? You have a lot of potential, but you always miss it. I won't let you go on vacation until you beat your today's mark." says the dog to Sam showing a serious face.

"It's not fair, I'm going to be the last to leave and start his vacations" The blue fox complains.

"Less talking and more running" replies the dog.

Sam returns to the start of the circuit. He's sweating but not tired. The fox thinks it will be really easy to beat his time. He just has to run more.

The enclosure was emptying and, despite being outdoors, there wasn’t a soul to be seen nearby. Everyone was rushing to go on vacation.

Sam reaches the mud area, pulls himself up and crawls to get to the other side.

"Not there, you have to crawl along the edge" Fang tells him.

The edge of the span was made of thicker, stickier and creamier mud. Sam throws on that mud and feels his elbows and knees sink several inches. When he advances, he notices his hands sinking into the mud and coming out with a very thick layer of dirt. It looks like he was wearing mud gloves. This was nothing like the watery mud that stained his clothes and fur before, that didn't leave a creamy coat.

After finishing this section, the German Shepherd interrupts again.

“Bad, you didn't do it right. Repeat the stretch” he tells him.

Sam returns to the beginning of the muddy section and crawls again. The front camouflage of his uniform was gone and it was all brown. It gets even worse when he crawls again and the sticky mud clings even more to his limbs, thighs, midfoot and torso. In the rush, some mud splatters his face and neck, just a few drops.

"Bad, repeat" says Fang again.

With a bigger erection, hidden by the layer of mud, he repeats the stretch and cannot help but ram the creamy ground with his pelvis, displacing sticky mud as he crawls forward for the third time and feels a lot of pleasure in his erection. More mud splatters onto his neck and face, covering it at 40%.

“Bad, you don't do this stretch with passion. Try again"

The half-blue, half-brown fox steps back once more and prepares to advance with all possible passion.

This time around, he drags his body hard over the mud, making sure to get as muddy as possible.

Suddenly, he feels a pressure on his head and his face is crushed against the mud. Fang had stepped on his head.

“Do you think I don't notice your erection every day you cross this circuit part? Do you think I don't notice every time you look at my crotch when you think I'm not looking at you?" asks the senior cadet.

Sam looks up and doesn't quite know what to say. Fang was right.

"I-I didn’t p-pretend ..." As Sam spoke, Fang slides his muddy boot over Sam's back, making the fabric muddier "I didn't m-mean to bother you, sir."

Fang kept spreading mud on Sam with his boots, now especially on his blue tail, painting it brown and on his fox butt “Your lack of guts bothers me. If you like mud, enjoy it openly. If you like me, invite me to fuck you, understand?"

"I understand, but..."

"A soldier cannot be a coward!" says the German Shepherd who, at that moment, spreads mud on Sam's thighs. He is 90% muddy right now "Roll over, enjoy this mud pit like a pig and you’ll be free" he adds.

Sam blushes and looks around. No one is seen, but they could be discovered by anyone at any time. Sam thinks the captain will be content with this, so takes guts and prepares himself. He wallows in the mud like a pig in front of his senior with a good erection into the pants.

After a minute, Sam's face is unrecognizable, but more unrecognizable when he rolls over. His blond hair disappears, replaced by a mass of brown, jelly-like mud. His eye sockets are covered in mud and he ends up 100% covered in mud on top of his clothes.

"Good bitch," says Fang, who grabs handcuffs and handcuffs Sam's left muddy wrist.

Sam leaves Fang to do anything he wants and the dog ends up tying both wrists behind the fox’s back.

Next, the German Shepherd grabs the collar of Sam's shirt and opens it revealing the white t-shirt below that was still almost clean. After that, Fang grabs mud handfuls to smear them on Sam's t-shirt until it turns brown and slimy. 

Sam, who is blind for now, feels the male's strong warm hands spreading the thick clay over his arms, elbows, shoulders and armpits. He feels Fang pushing him with his boots to turn him around. Then, it’s turn for his foxy back, shoulder blades, tail and butt.

His head, which was already unrecognizable, receives an even dirtier treatment. With both hands, Fang spreads more mud over Sam's face, hair, ears, and head. He rubs the grime down to the roots of his fur and shoves a handful of mud into his mouth. Sam spits it out showing his teeth, tongue and gums painted brown.

“I think you need a bit of muzzle exercises” says the senior cadet as unzips his pants revealing an erection in his brief that Sam can’t watch. “A bird told me you like dog meat” Fang grabs Sam’s arm and helps him to get on his knees on the creamy mud. Then, the dog takes Sam’s head and rubs his thumbs along the fox’s eye sockets to clean the mud.

“I-I d-don't…”

“Just look'' interrupts the German Shepherd that pulls his brief down front Sam slowly. Finally, his pink penis sunbathes in the middle of the training field. It looks greasy, covered with precum and throbbing while dripping “It needs a cleaning” Fang grabs a mud glob and smears the mess on his clean crotch. 

The dog massages the mud deeply, turning the knot and penis brown as his sheath, balls and groins. After that, grabs Sam’s head and smears his muddy crotch on the fox’s face, sliding the warm penis and knot over his muzzle, cheeks, eye sockets, forehead, hair and even over his muddy neck.

”Suck” Fang introduces his messy penis in Sam’s muddy mouth and fucks his throat slowly grabbing his ears.

Sam doesn’t resist and feels very submissive to such a determined superior. The fox licks and sucks like a good slut. The muddy cadet slides his tongue up to down over that hard messy dick. It's like this for 2 minutes. Sam doesn’t stop and sucks the knot and licks the German Shepard’s sheath and balls. Eventually, even slides his tongue into the sheath.

Fang pulls his stiff and clean penis away from Sam’s scope and has some ideas.

The dog starts removing Sam’s boots and socks without warning. The fox hears creamy sounds and then feels his boots being put back filled with mud. The sensation is slippery and pleasant when Sam moves his toes into the footwear.

Next comes Sam’s pants. The German Shepherd grasps the edges of the pants and boxers. Is he really going to do it? Outdoor? He won't dare, will he?

“This is excessiv…” Sam hasn’t time to finish talking when Fang pulls his pants and boxers down at the same time. 

"I bet you like it, slut. You’re the kind of cadet who would love all his mates to watch him in a situation like this, uhm?" the senior cadet said as he stepped on the fox's pink erection that gets automatically stained with mud.

Sam keeps quiet.

Fang laughs and spreads mud on Sam’s balls, penis, groin, and sheath like sunscreen. The legs follow, from thighs to ankles.

"Come on, enjoy. Roll in the mud and I’ll set you free" says Fang as pushes Sam's body with his boot.

Sam sighs and rolls in the mud with his hands tied behind his back. His foxy erection got harder. Deep down, he was having a good time.. He rubbed his body back and front including his face, getting blind again. He hears a mobile phone flash. Surely, the senior is taking photos, but Sam doesn't care. He keeps wallowing and adopts sexual postures.

The brown fox ends up lifting his bottom, on his knees, with his head and shoulders resting on the mud. He raises his tail to the maximum showing his tailhole if this would be possible: the mud layer was covering his ass crack.

"Done, set me free” asks Sam.

"Not yet"

“Liar…” Sam is going to turn around, but Fang prevents it grabbing his muddy tail. Then, the dog kneels in the mud behind the filthy fox, careless, and spreads a mud handful over his own meaty erection from tip to base turning it messy again.

"I heard you like knots, correct?" the dog asks.

Sam tries to get his ass down, but Fang grabs his fox tail stronger.

“Don’t move” orders the senior cadet. Then, the dog buries the tip of his lubricated penis between Sam’s buttocks that easily penetrates his sphincter.

The fox groans with pleasure as the penis is buried deeper.

The dog leans on the body of that nasty fox, difficult to hug because of the creaminess, and fucks him really hard, growling and drooling on his muddy back. To stay stable, he grabs Sam's left shoulder with his free hand.

To reduce pain, the fox raises his ass even more and rubs its face against the mud to feel dirtier. He can’t deny this is giving a richer and more pleasant sensation, The dog's penis hits Sam’s prostate and the sensation is more and more pleasant. As if that weren't enough, Fang grabs Sam's penis and starts to jerk it off at a good pace.

The muddy fox cannot last more than 3 minutes and ends up cumming at the moment that he feels Fang's knot expanding his tailhole and entering his insides.

Dense fox milk carpets the muddy surface under his raised butt. At the same time, Fang ends up cumming and filling Sam's ass with doggy sperm. He pumps doggy semen over and over again until even his knot can stop the pressure and the semen escapes from his ass.

The cum, mixed with the mud, bathes Sam's hanging eggs as well as his thighs.

"How are you feeling, cum bucket?" asks Fang.

"Easy answer: like a bucket of semen covered in mud"

Sam feels better than ever while Fang pulls his cock out of Sam making him feel a bit empty. He also feels the air entering his ass. Then the dog removes the handcuffs "You are free"

Sam gets on his knees and wipes his eyes "Thank you" The fox replies.

"We should repeat it next course, but messier and hotter" adds the German Shepherd.

"Can I leave?"

"Yeah, happy vacations" says the dog, who puts on his pants and helps Sam up.

"Happy vacations, senior" The German Shepherd walks away as the sky begins to turn orange. Only the singing of crows is heard.

Sam steps on his own cum on the mud and notices that his pants and boxers are submerged in the filthy substance. Sam also notices that he’s half naked and covered in mud in the middle of the empty training ground 

"Now what do I do?"

Sam started his vacation in the best possible way.

THE END.