Thieves
Chapter 18 - Fox in Training


Eventually, they had decided, over the course of the day, that letting the horse carry all the luggage and leading it by the reins was faster than riding it. Not to mention that Jack had no plan on how to make it move left or right. It was nice for Sis to not have to bear the weight of his backpack for the entire day. Still he was really exhausted at the end of the day's march.

Now they were both lying in the tent, covered in a bunch of warm pelts. Between them stood a lit candle that spent some light in the otherwise dark tent. It was one of those that Jack had nicked from one of the places they had stayed in. Sis just lay there, resting his legs, thinking. Jack had pulled out his book again. Resting on his back, he held it over his face to read.

They had to settle down earlier today, due to heavy snowfall. Jack had said, that it could easily become a snowstorm later. The two also refrained from starting a fire. Should it come down really badly tonight, the warmth would melt the fresh snow and turn the camp into a giant mud hole. Because of that they couldn't cook the fresh meat they still had, so dinner consisted mostly of the fruits Jack had bought, along with some bread.

Slightly bored and not willing to think about the day's events, the fox looked to the side, watching Jack read for a moment. "What happens in the story?" he asked, pulling the human from his read.

Jack peered over to him, the book still hovering over his face. "You're welcome to read it, if you like," he offered. The fox was silent for a moment. "You can't read?" Jack suspected. It was not unusual for slaves to be unable to read or write, around this region, he thought.

"Not that well," Sis admitted. He'd been taught a few things, when he was still with his mother, though, in the wild life you rarely use written words.

Jack put the book down on his chest, "Well, the wolf, I've told you about, still is on his way for the capital and, just by chance, I am at a very interesting point," Then he bought up the book again and started reading aloud, "...his breath hung hot in the night air and the wolf shuddered. The giant black cat that laid atop him, pressing down on him, dug his claws into the grey fur of his shoulders and scratched the skin underneath. His partner was so big, so strong, he couldn't even stop him if he wanted. Readily, he pulled his pants down for him, seeing the glimmer in the feline's eyes. The cat had gotten rid of his clothes long ago. A deep, roaring snarl rumbled through his black chest, or, was it a purr? He couldn't hold onto himself for any longer. Eagerly the traveler reached down between the massive legs of this cat, firmly encircling his enormous, barbed me-"

"Oh god, please stop already!" interrupted Sis him. "That disgusting stuff is definitely not the sort of material I'd consider reading, even if I could." He grimaced wildly to emphasize his statement, though, Jack couldn't really believe him.

"Well," the human said, "this sort of literature isn't everyone's taste." He went on reading in silence, still smiling the whole time.

Sis kept his eyes on Jack. There was something that has gnawed at him for some time now, but he never found the right way to ask. "W-why...." Sis began, but stopped again, unsure of how to ask and if he should at all. Hell why would he even want to know?

Jack paused his reading again, turning his attention to the fox. "What is it, foxy?"

Oh great, now he isn't going to let it go, until he'd asked, Sis thought. Just get it done with. "Why... do you actually... prefer... males?" he asked at length. Damn, did he really sound as insecure as he thought he did?

"What do you mean?" Jack asked, suddenly very interested in the conversation.

The fox fumbled for the right words, "I mean why... ...do you do it? Don't human girls like you? Are you too ugly for them, or what?"

He chuckled, "I assure you, I'd have no problem picking up a girl, if I wanted."

"Then, why don't you do it?"

Jack closed the book and put it aside. "Because I don't want to," he explained with much less modesty than the fox dared to ask. "I neither like the company of girls, nor of humans, in that regard." He put his hand on Sis' chest and worked his fingers through his white fur. The fox let him, for the moment. "I told you, I'm all for the little, fluffy guys."

"Why?"

The human shrugged, "It's just a personal penchant."

"But, don't you ever want a family?" Sis questioned. "Kids? A wife? Settle down somewhere?"

Jack laughed out, "Haha, Me and kids? Damn, I'd be a bad influence!" Right he was, Sis thought. "No, foxy. That was actually the reason why I had to leave my family."

Sis thought back, "I thought you said something about having trouble with a family member?"

He laughed again, "A certain family's member was involved, yes."

Suddenly, realization struck the fox, "Wait. You don't mean you...."

"Yup."

The fox slowly began to recall the conversation, "You mean you... and your brother...?"

Jack nodded, "Yeah. We had something going on and our father caught us. Man, that was awkward," he smiled, remembering the incident. "After that he thought it would be best to separate us, and since I wasn't his son by birth, it was me who had to go."

Sis shook slowly his head, "I already know you're a pervert, but with your own brother?"

"Ah," Jack waved. "We weren't even related by blood. Hell, we weren't even the same species, to begin with!" He turned on his side and looked at Sis. "But you're probably right. It might have been for the best. I mean look at me now," he said, pointing to himself. "I'm free to go wherever I want, I get to see the world, meet all kinds of curious people, I can get anything I desire and right now I'm enjoying your muchly esteemed company. I've made it quite far, I'd say."

Sis couldn't hold a laugh, "Yeah, sittin' in an old, niffy tent in the middle of nowhere, freezin' your ass off with a runaway slave you've picked up on the way. That's what I call living!"

"Yeah! Exactly that's what I'm doin'," Jack spoke, laughing full-hearted.

The fact that he wasn't just messing around, but also meant part of what he said, didn't went unnoticed by Sis.

Suddenly Jack pushed himself up on his elbow and looked down the fox beside him, wearing that horrible grin Sis knew all too well by now. "Since we're already pillow talking...," Jack said, looming over Sis. "You've had your questions, foxy. Now it's my turn." He came further down to Sis and his grin widened. Then he asked him, totally unashamed, "Have you ever kissed a man?"

"No!" Sis answered confident, fidgeting on the pelt covered ground.

Jack bent even farther down, directly in front of the fox's face. Sis had nowhere to go. "Do you want to?" he asked starring into Sis' eyes.

The fox pressed the back of his head against the floor, trying to avoid the intense stare, but Jack simply moved closer, leaving the fox no escape. The situation itself, aside from the suddenness of the approach, wasn't that bad at all, Sis found. He'd come to like the closeness between them. It felt nice to know there is someone who's watching your back. A feeling that is completely absent when you are a slave. After a long moment, Sis couldn't hold eye contact any longer. "...I don't know," he said suddenly.

Fuck! Why did he say that? He did NOT want this... or did he? And why has it gotten so warm all of a sudden?!

Right now he could do nothing more than to watch Jack's lips come ever closer and closer. He felt a cold shudder run all the way down his spine and into the very tip of his bristled tail. Eventually, Sis closed his eyes. A second later their lips touched. 
The next thing the fox sensed, was a gentle touch on his bare chest. The human's big hand moved down, stroking over his stomach. The feel made him almost moan, and that was when he noticed that he was still stuck to Jack's lips. He opened his eyes, seeing nothing more than shadows, thrown by the candle, dance over his friend's face. Jack's lips did all the work. It was almost nothing, really, but Sis could feel the tiniest movement, could feel Jack's lips press against his and how they brushed his whiskers. He tasted wet and of the smoke of the cigarettes he always smoked, and of human.

All the while, Jack's hand continued downwards, slowly caressing the fox's hips, where his orange main coat met the white of his belly, asking for permission to move on. Sis couldn't resist, and so they did.

When the searching hand finally found its destination, Jack slowly broke the kiss. The fox sucked in a cold breath and felt his heart racing, for the first time. Firmly Jack's fingers encircled Sis' sheath, finding him erect and almost exposed. "You seem to like it," Jack whispered into the fox's ears. Sis didn't answer. Slowly, very slowly, Jack started kneading the furry sheath. "Do you want to go on?" he asked softly.

Somehow, Sis knew that, if he'd tell him, Jack would stop, and the fact calmed him. But, he didn't really want to tell him to stop. He didn't want HIM to stop.

For a short moment the fox dared to look Jack in the eye, "I guess I still need to repay you a favor or two."

Jack smiled kindly and gave the fox another kiss on the bridge of his long, canine nose. "Foxy, I don't want you to do this to pay me," he spoke softly. "I want you to do this, because you want to."

Sis thought for a moment to stop here, but only for a moment. He had to admit, the gentle hand between his legs was a good argument. But he wanted this, too. He wanted to feel it, to explore this new world, to be explored....

"I do," he said shortly.

That was all Jack wanted to hear. Eagerly he kissed the fox again and Sis let it happen. Hell, Jack even felt him kiss back! He encouraged the fox by moving his hand faster, freeing the red cock from its sleeve.

Sis moaned, breaking the kiss, but soon finding back into it.

Parenthetically, Jack extinguished the still burning candle with his fingers, turning the tent into a dark cave. He felt Sis' fully erect member in his hand, as he worked him. Constantly, he increased the speed he pumped the fox with, until the small creature's panting made further kisses almost impossible.

"Arh, Jack..." he whispered and thought the human wouldn't hear, but he did.

The man smiled impishly, "Say it again."

The fox was silent.

"Say my name, foxy!" Jack repeated, increasing his speed drastically.

It made the fox yelp. "Nh, Jack!" the fox squealed.

Jack didn't slow down, "Call my name!"

"Oh god! Jack!!!" he yelled.

"That's it. Tell me that you want this, foxy!" Jack demanded.

The fox bucked up and down, being close already. "Fuck! Jack! I want this," he said. "I want you," he added.

Selflessly as he was, Jack gave the fox what he wanted. He applied his other hand, gripping Sis' knot and giving it a firm massage. It didn't take the fox long to come. With a loud growl he spread his cum all over his belly, while Jack milked him.

Slowly Sis slipped from his orgasm, reality setting in again. He found the tent dark and wondered briefly when Jack had extinguished it. The human was still slowly working his penis, smearing his seed over it. Eventually he released him and lay back down on his side, looking at the panting fox.

"That... was good," Sis spoke, finding the human's gaze, he was smiling widely.

"Soooo..." Jack said, circling his index finger in the pelt he was laying on. "Are you going to repay that favor?"

The fox rose into a sitting position, seeing the mess Jack had made of his belly fur. He pulled the blanket, Jack was partly covered with, back and slipped under it. Jack lay down and relaxed, spreading his legs so that the fox had enough space to kneel there. Carefully Sis pulled the human's undergarments down and was greeted by his hard member. The sight still made him a bit uneasy, the pure size of that thing was enormous.

He took a good hold of the human penis, delicately pulling down its foreskin. Jack watched the show in excitement.

Kindly he brushed his whiskers over Jack's exposed glans, first his left, then his right. The light touch made Jack exhale deeply and slump down in the pelts. Next the fox was applying his cold, wet nose to the underside of the glans. "Oh- foxy," Jack moaned softly.

The piercing coldness of the canine nose was soon replaced with a pair of warm lips that kissed the sensitive organ. Shortly after, said organ was fully enclosed within the fox's maw. Slowly Sis gave the tip long sucks, watching, out of the corner of his eyes, how Jack reacted. The human clearly didn't seem to mind Sis' method.

However, eventually Sis retreated, giving the cock a last, hot kiss before he parted. He still held it in his hand, keeping Jack hard, but before he continued, there was something he wanted to ask. "Jack?"

He lifted his head, "Huh?"

"Do you... do you remember about that fennec you've told me?" the fox asked shyly.

Jack, in his state of sexual need, tried his best to remember the person in question. Useless to say, some fennec wasn't the fox he wanted to think about right now. "What?" he asked irritated. "What fennec?"

Sis avoided eye contact, "The one who could... who could... take you whole," he managed to say.

"Oh," he seemed to remember. "How could I ever forget that guy? What about him?"

The fox was silent for a long moment. "...I'd... like to... try that out. If you're okay with that," he admitted nervously, still keeping Jack's member standing.

"Oh-oohOHoo god, foxy," Jack said, letting his head fall back. "Do you know how hot that makes you?"

Sis' red ears folded down in embarrassment, "Will you tell me how to do it?"

"Oh man, you really are a fox," he mused, shaking his head. "There isn't much to know about, really. Just do what you already know and try to go further. Imagine you're swallowing and just let it slide in, try sticking your tongue out, if you have troubles. But don't force yourself. Trust me, this will only end bad for the both of us. Just pull back if you feel you can't take it anymore. And don't worry if it's not working right away. This technic requires a lot of training. But, if you want, I'd be willing to help you train every night," he said with a fat grin on his face.

"Pff, don't be so cocky," Sis responded.

Jack laid his head back down, "Yeah, yeah. Now be a good foxy and do your training."

And so Sis did. Taking the cock back into his maw, the fox tried to apply the tricks Jack told him. He tried to swallow, though it didn't work. Then he tried to stick his tongue out and push it in, but he couldn't go further. This might sound weird, but it really didn't work, as though some kind of instinct told his body, to better not do it. Jack, however, seemed to thoroughly enjoy the fox's failing attempts to get him further down his throat.

"Don't be so tense, foxy," Jack advised. "Relax. Don't think about it. Just let it happen."

Sis tried to follow his words, taking a moment to breathe through - or better said around Jack's dick. He closed his eyes, stopped to think actively about it and started bobbing his maw up and down on Jack's penis. When he pushed in, he slowed down, trying to feel the tip press against the back of his throat, and suddenly he'd managed to go in a piece further than before. Sis felt his friend's cock push his limit, but he could go just a bit further. He gulped down another bit and reached his limit.

Suddenly feeling as though he had to throw up, he coughed and pulled back, letting the saliva covered dick slip out of his mouth. "Hrgm, S-sorry," he said, catching his breath.

Jack was almost in trance. "Ahh, wha'ever. That's hot..."

Sis continued, repeating the procedure, and earning the same result. A few tries, and a raw throat, later, and since Jack seemed to be close anyways, the fox decided to just finish him off. He'd made some progress though, getting that thing in even deeper. He was a little proud of himself for that.

The fox continued to suck on the tip, while he worked the shaft with his paws, jerking it hard. Jack didn't last for long. The human tried to give him a warning, but that fox was just awesome, and Jack way over the edge.

The sudden throb in Jack's cock was all that told of the shot of hot semen that Sis felt in his mouth. The slimy cum spread over his tongue first, and soon filled his whole maw, though, he didn't let anything past his lips.

Holding Jack's entire load in his cheeks, he closed his eyes shut and swallowed the bitter stuff down. He had to go for a second round, before his mouth was empty again, except for Jack's cock, of course. Letting the tip glide free of his lips, Sis held the member in place and lapped it clean, tasting the musky cum all over his sensitive tongue.

When he was done, he let the already slackening penis rest on Jack's stomach and made to move back to his place. He wouldn't get there though, since Jack had quickly grabbed him and pulled him onto his chest.

The fox was surprised and let himself be dragged up under Jack's chin. The human simply left the fox laying on top of him and pulled the blanket over the both of them.

Sis didn't mind the gesture and pressed against the man's chest, feeling his warm body underneath him. He closed his eyes and just enjoyed the moment.

Jack buried his nose in the orange tuft of fur on Sis' head, taking in the smell of dry fox hair. "Told ya, you'd come for more," he whispered almost asleep.

The fox yawned lazily, as he made himself comfortable on the human. He pretended to overhear Jack's comment, though, he wouldn't forget it.