Tanks, Allies, And More Troubles Ahead.
This is one I started no too long ago, my most 'developed' story series...You will love my *intermission*!
Hope you enjoy....has axis powers and such, you know...
I'm sorry if at moments i become 'Mr. stiff-as-a-board-narrator'. I've tried to edit the bland parts. But some are destined...j/k.
One of my favorite sayings is: "Is this a fool's dream or a Geniuses nightmare?" As for the character in this story, he can't make heads or tails of it.
As the allied troops advanced through Paris into Fortress Europe, many Germans where losing faith in their selves. Many PanzerKampfwagens destroyed on the paths of their retreat didn't help their morale. As of a year ago, they were winning, now both the Soviet Union and The allied forces have pulled together for a heroic attack against the AXIS powers.
It was a nice, cool June day as a German Tiger I pulled into the urban territory the allied had taken over. Brian, an orange wolf, was currently employed as the tank's driver. The tank he's driving is the leading unit of the offensive. His tank commander, Andy, another wolf in the crew that Brian has developed a crush for since he took the wheel of the mass of steel, was leading the attack with his Tiger I and two Panzer III's. Brian was good at his job, mainly because he drove bigger vehicles through the streets of Austria until he was drafted for the German military.
"Let's slow it down Brian," Andy said.
"Yes sir," Brian said.
He slowed the tank down to 6MPH and put it in 2nd gear. As he was making the change, Andy told the radio otter to tell the Panzers to slow off too. Throughout the street, block by block, the three tanks combed the small village. The tank unit rounded a corner and came to a hill of debris. "Stop" Andy told Brian.
"Sir," Brian said hitting the brake pedal and pressing down the clutch.
The small tank unit halted. "Tell them to comb the rest of the village." Andy told the radio otter, Jeff. He did as told and radioed the Panzer commanders. Outside, squeaks came from the panzers turning off and moving away.
"Your move now Andy," said the rookie gunner, Kyle. Kyle was a fox; he moved from Ireland to Germany before the war and was drafted about a month ago. He had three tank kills to his record.
"I'll take a look out." Andy said climbing out of the copula and looking over the rubble. He hopped back down into his chair. "Load AP!" He shouted to the loader. Kyle opened the breach and took out the UAP in it while the loader pushed in the AP round. Kyle returned to the sights and closed the 88mm cannon's breach shut with a squeak. "Ready Commander," Kyle said.
However, before Andy could tell Brian to move the tank around the rubble, they heard squeaks from outside. Andy jumped out of the copula and seen a Sherman Firefly aiming its 76mm gun at them. "Glacis!" He said to Brian.
Brian reacted quickly by wheeling the glacis plate to the Sherman's position. The Sherman fired. 'Ping!' The sound of a useless UAP round hitting the tank sounded violently. "Ram!" Andy said to Brian
Brian took his paw off the clutch and floored it. The Maybach engine roared and a plume of smoke shot out the back. He aimed right for the Sherman. 'Ping!' He hit the tank pushing it 4 feet until he let off the gas. There was no response from the tank. Brian, already knowing the procedure, rammed the transmission into reverse while Kyle aimed the 88mm at the tank. There was a dent knocked in on the transmission casing on the Sherman. "It's disabled, don't shoot" Andy said in vain.
Kyle pulled the trigger and the tank shook from the tremendous force of the 88mm. The AP round went clean through the Sherman's side armor and the building behind it. The Sherman collapsed from the suspension giving way. Brian hit the brakes and the tank came to a halt.
"Well, we did waste an AP round, but we're still here," Andy said, chuckling.
About a few minutes later, Brian killed the engine to conserve fuel. Andy looked out the copula to see if there are any threats. "Let's go inspect the damage, Shall we? Also, Kyle...keep the co-ax on the Sherman, we don't want any surprises."
Brian and Andy walked out of their hatches and walked to the front of the Tiger. There was a melon-sized dent in the glacis and the left track guard on the front was bent in. They looked at it like an old couple surveying their car after a crash. Brian stared at it grimly. Andy, trying to lighten the mood took his tail and rubbed it against the track guard. "There we go; it looks better already."
They both laughed. As they were starting to enter the tank, one of the panzers radioed the Tiger crew. "We have 3 fireflies and an M10 over here!"
Brian and Andy hustled to get back in the tank. Brian immediately tried to start the engine. The electric start wouldn't work. "Sir, we have to hand crank it, I think I may have ruined the key start by ramming the other tank."
"Goddammit, we don't need this now!" He said. "Jeff go start the engine."
"Yes sir," Jeff said as he jumped out. Just as he started turning the crank, he was gunned down my co-ax fire from a Sherman that was three blocks away.
Andy, trying not to lose his head, told Kyle to use the hand cranks to lower the barrel of the 88mm to play dead. Kyle did was he was told; the tank looked genuinely disabled.
The Sherman pulled right up to the back of the tiger. The crew started to get out and walk on the engine compartment of Andy's Tiger. "Pick up your Walthers boys; this will be fight to the end." Andy said.
Andy unlocked the copula and waited in the gunner's compartment for them to take the bait. 'Clink', 'Clink'. The sound of boots echoed throughout the turret. 'Squeak' they opened the copula hatch and an American came down into the turret. Gunshot after gunshot from the German P-38's riddled the body of the American coyote. The rest of the 4-man crew started back to the Sherman just as Andy, Kyle, Brian, and the loader came out of the tank one by one riddling the crew with bullets. Brian got one in the head. After the attack was over, they where left with a dead tiger and a running Sherman. "Let's be reasonable here, let's start up the Tiger, and move the Sherman out of the way. Brian, move the Sherman and sabotage it, Kyle, hand start the engine while I dispose of the bodies."
Two yes sirs were heard and the two did they're jobs. Brian got in the Sherman. He backed it up and ripped a lever out of the gearbox. "Turn left now," He said to himself.
When he exited the Sherman, the Tiger roared to life, ripping the Hand jack out of Kyle's black paws. Smoke poured out of the 700 HP Maybach Engine. "Let's go!" Andy said.
Just as they started turning around, Andy spotted a Firefly a good half-mile away approaching the village. And it hadn't spotted them yet. "Stop, Load AP. Ready sights," He said.
The tank came to a halt, the loader loaded an AP into the Breach, and Kyle started the hydraulic pumps turning the turret. Kyle zeroed in on the tank that was six blocks away and pulled the trigger. The Tank shook and a trail of smoke led straight to the Firefly. Boom! It stopped moving.
Andy popped back out of the copula, "Hit! Load AP, aim for the turret"
The loader loaded another AP and Kyle zeroed in on the turret that was facing them now. "Fire" Andy cried. The Tank shook violently back and forth after the shot fired. When the smoke cleared, the Firefly had a gaping hole in the turret.
"Good job boys, good job. Now, let's hide this thing if we want to live...I think that M10 would end up killing use before we kill it. And personally, I don't wanna play cat and mouse with something that could kill us," Andy said.
"Sir, what about our allies?" Brian asked.
"They're dead...They couldn't have survived that." He said trailing off.
"Yes sir, I'll park in the closest safe place I can find." Brian said.
He pulled the transmission into first and the Tiger Roared off into the now setting sun leaving the M10 crew to wander.
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Later that night they parked in a meadow. The crew of now four tried to earn some sleep. Nevertheless, Brian could not sleep, and to his knowledge, he was the only one having this problem. He got up off the cold steel floor, made his way out the driver's hatch. He climbed over the turret and onto the engine compartment, and laid down. Suddenly, he heard movement inside. Following that, the commander's copula opened up and emerged Andy. "Can't sleep either I suspect?" He asked trying to make conversation.
"No, I'm having problems getting over that fur I shot." Brian said looking up at Andy, who was getting out of the Turret.
"Hi, wanna know what makes me feel better?" Andy asked sitting down next to him.
"What, 'cause nothing can comfort me now." Brian said not really following him.
"I like to talk about things that I find uncomfortable. Your see what I'm saying?" Andy said.
"Holy, I'm alone with him and he wants to talk about things..." Brian Thought. "Um, wouldn't that just make it worse?" He asked.
Andy started to smile. "You have a girl back home?" Andy asked turning over to look in Brian's eyes.
"No, I've not had a girl in god knows how long. Why?" Brian said, returning the gaze. Beginning to blush brightly at his thoughts while doing so.
The smile on Andy's face grew bigger and livelier. "Haven't you ever met anybody that makes you say and feel, 'they're the one'?"
Brian, looking deeply into his crushes eyes, all alone with him, made him start getting stiff at his thoughts.
"Have you?" Andy asked again, bringing Brian back into normal thoughts.
"Yeah...No, not really." Brian said Snapping back into the situation.
Andy moved closer. "Have you ever-developed a crush-you weren't supposed to-ya know-have?" He said chopping it up.
Andy turned his head to face the sky.
Brian, finally read the conversation and assumed where this was going smiled. His heart beating faster and faster, he asked the same. "Have YOU found someone?"
This shocked Andy. His eyes widened up. "Me? No, I haven't had a girl in ab..."
"What's up the questions?" Brian inquired.
"Nothing, I'm just asking you personal questions...you see, that makes me feel better, and I'm just trying to help you." He defended moving away slightly.
"Can you keep a secret then?" Brian asked trying for something different-er.
"Sure, that's why I'm here," Andy said.
"I've never had a girlfriend in my entire life..." Brian said. "To tell the truth, I've never really felt anything when I kissed a girl."
Andy raised his ears. "Do you want to hear something? A secret that I can't tell the others. Not even my own family?" Andy asked.
"Sure, that's why I'm here" Brian chuckled, wagging slightly.
"It's a secret that know one knows and I've wanted to get it off my chest." He kept at it.
"Would you just tell me already?" Brian asked.
"Well, here goes-Brian..."He trailed off.
"Get on with it?" Brian asked.
"Brian-I'm gay." He said adding bluntness to the phrase.
There was a pause.
Andy readied himself for Brian to say something out of the way to him. But nothing was said. All he could hear was a sigh, as if Brian had gotten something off his chest too. "Well, aren't you going to say something?" Andy asked. Lowering his ears for the impending scolding.
"Dude, old news. That won't make the crew...except for maybe the loader; I don't know him...hate you. I'm gay; I've just not told you or the loader so. Mainly because I have to tell people I'm in close quarters with. Just a heads up to know what to expect from me." Brian said winking.
"Oh." Andy sighed. "Why haven't you told me?"
"Cause I can smell you a mile away when you look at me. I've sat driving and I knew what you were thinking about."
"Don't you be getting all smooth on me; I've been able to smell your scent too." He said smiling.
"Well, at least I didn't stare at you while I murred for minutes on end." Brian chuckled.
"True," Andy replied blushing.
"Or see your eyes gazing at me while I sleep," Brian said. "That was a little creepy before I caught your scent one night."
"Sorry," Andy said lowering his ears, blushing while doing so.
*Intermission*
Brian felt he needed to make a move. Andy looked at Brian and tried to smile then looked up at the sky. "I wond..."He was cut off.
Brian grabbed Andy by the muzzle, redirected his face to his, and pulled him into a kiss. Andy did not struggle, much to Brian's surprise. They made out for a second or two and suddenly Andy pushed his tongue through their lips into Brian's mouth. They came together on the cold metal plates of the tank and embraced each other in their arms. Andy moved his arm from around Brian's neck and grabbed Brian's hard cock through his grey uniform. Andy started slowly pumping. The kiss they were in muffled Brian's moan of pure pleasure.
Brian, tired of kissing, pulled away from Andy. "You knew this would happen didn't you?" Andy asked.
"Yes, I sorta predicted," Brian replied with a seductive smile. "How'd you know?"
Andy grabbed Brian's muzzle and directed it towards his cock. "You're wet you horn dog," Andy said.
Before Andy could say anything else Brian jumped off the tank into the half-brown grass in the meadow. He pulled off his uniform, laid on the ground, and presented himself in front of Andy. He motioned for Andy to come. "Fast aren't we?" Andy asked.
"I've wanted to have my ass fucked by you the moment I saw you. Why do you think I didn't tell you I was gay?" Brian tauntingly asked. He turned over on his back. Half-way hiding his butt to Andy's piercing eyes.
Andy, shocked by this statement, bent his ears back and returned the lifted eye brow that the orange wolf gave him. "Why did you have to torture me like that?" He asked.
"Hell, it was torture for me too," Brian said.
Andy Followed suit and ripped his clothes off. He jumped off the tank and grabbed Brian and turned him over, exposing his ass to the night's breeze. Positioning himself behind him he asked,
"Are you ready?"
Brian relaxed. Not saying a word, and moved up and grabbed the tank's tracks.
"I'm taking that as a yes." Andy said.
He pulled up his thick wolf cock, licked his hand and lubed it up. When it was wet enough, and shoved it slowly into Brian's puckered ass as far as he could. He hilted in Brian. A moan of pain/pleasure came from him as Andy's pre began to run into his ass and out onto the grass below. Andy pulled back out and rubbed pre over the rough spots and pushed it back in. Looking at Brian's tightened up face. Andy's instincts kicked in next, and he started humping towards the first orgasm he's had in a year. Adding to the pleasure was both the virgins' inexperience. Andy's dick rubbed up against the Brian's ass cheeks when it came out, matting down the fur. Slowly speeding up and occasionally slowing down. Pump after pump, drop after drop, their chorus of moans bled into the night's silence along with their scent. Brian was lying there, his knot growing, tried not to release too early. He could feel Andy's knot beating up against his entrance, saying, 'let me in!' Right as Andy was about to comply with his knot's demands, Kyle popped out of the copula and shouted, "What the Fuck!?"
Andy fell onto Brian who was holding onto the tank's tracks for dear life. His penis was rammed straight into Brian's prostate and set him off accidentally tying with him. Brian sent load after load of the white liquid over the grass and the back of his arms as Andy tried and failed to keep from coating Brian's insides. But he let the burning feeling go. He humped back and forth covering the inside of Brian with his love juice. Andy, embarrassed pulled as hard as he could trying to get his knot out of Brian. Pre-cum along with the white liquid accompanied Andy's black penis out of Brian's ass. His dick hung below Brian's balls. "It's not what it looks like! We were...." Andy said, at a loss for words, still shaking with ecstasy.
"Whatever, just get back in here when you're done cleaning up, ok?" Kyle said going back down into the turret. He popped back out again. "Oh yeah, nice cock commander ...nice ass Brian." He winked and went back in.
Brian looked back at Andy, "Is he?"
"I don't know..."Andy said wiping his penis off.
"Well, I'm out of the mood now," Brian stated.
"I agree," He said. "Let's go back to sleep, or try, see you tomorrow."
"Man, he ruined that, "Brian said laughing. "But it was still good, you know?"
Andy grinned, "That he did. Let's go try to get some sleep. Okay?"
"Okay, night dude," Brian said. Wiping his own red penis off and rubbing his arms on his uniform.
After putting their clothes back on, they both crawled back in their respective hatches with softening cocks. They went to sleep...or tried. Not looking forward to finding the M10 and what troubles await the new "friends" and crew.