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Part 18 - Tryouts

The time was here again! The swim team was having their annual try-outs. Bullet, the assistant team coach was walking up and down the line of candidates, eyeing them over head to toe. The young orca was always a pleasure to watch. Not only because his strong broad shoulders and thick tail looked amazing when the warm pool water dripped over his beautiful black and white skin, but also because he had a tremendously confident and comfortable presence that made him easy to approach and easy to follow. He seemed to have this way with the new recruits especially.

There were only a half dozen boys trying out in all, ranging in ages from 13 to 17, but the swim team only had room for three new recruits so Bullet intended to put them through the paces. Leon and the rest of the swim team wasn't in attendance. Their normal practice wasn't until tomorrow, so it was just Ray and Bullet here today to judge the new recruits. The boys were all standing in a line, bare-chested and wearing their swim suits. Some had tight speedos that closely cupped their packages but most just wore a standard baggy swimsuit. A few had goggles strapped tightly to their heads.

"Well a fine lot you are." Bullet barked mockingly, pacing back down the line and doing his best to imitate a drill sergeant. He held a pool skimmer over his shoulder like a baton, swinging it around his palm every time he reached the end of the line. "My name is Bullet. They call me that for a reason, well, a few reasons, make the team and you may find out why. I'm the assistant team coach and your worst nightmare. The tall drink of water over at the lifeguard post is Ray." Bullet motioned toward the older wolf, who crossed his arms and grinned back behind his sunglasses. "Ray is your coach, your general, your father, hell, he can be your pope, I don't care. The point is, when he talks, you listen. But I can tell you from personal experience that he doesn't have to say much to get his point across." then he gave Ray a wink, turning away as he did so to hide it from the other boys. Ray couldn't help but blush a bit, knowing exactly what Bullet meant. Fortunately the other boys were far enough away that nobody could notice.

"You do know that our swim team has been the state champions for the last 3 years running?" Bullet continued, holding the baton to his ear, waiting for a response. A few of the other boys nodded, another croaked out a meek sound that might have been a yes. "What?! What sort of answer is that?!" Bullet yelled back, putting his hands on his hips. When I ask you a question, you say 'Sir yes sir!' or 'Sir no sir!', are we understood?" He glared at them. Ray tried his best not to crack a smile and spoil the boy's fun. "Now answer my question!" he barked again.

"Sir yes sir!" the boys replied, still not with quite the vigor that the Orca was trying to coax from them, but it would have to do.

"That's right! 3 years running, and I intend to make it 4." he nodded and paced back along the line. "And to do that, you have to be champions. You, what's your name folf?" he asked, pausing at the first boy and looking him right in the eyes. His target was a white furred folf with blue paws and ear tips, only 13 years old, skinny and lithe with baggy blue swim trunks that hung down almost to his knees.

"Kaza, sir!" the folf replied trying to sound confident, but his voice was shaky and nervous.

"And are you a champion, Kaza?" Bullet barked in his face.

"Sir yes sir!" Kaza answered, shying back as Bullet leaned in close.

"Wrong answer!" Bullet replied, stepping back and pushing the boy firmly into the swimming pool. He landed with an awkward splash and kicked a bit before righting himself.

"You are not champions! Not yet! You have to earn your place on this team, and if you make it, you have to earn the right to stay on it!" he barked back down the line. "So let me ask you all again, are you champions?"

"Sir no sir!" they all answered, other than a distinct dissonance from the boy at the other end of the line, who clearly answered with a yes. Bullet stomped down the line, glaring at the boy who'd answered yes. He was actually a year older than the orca and about a foot and a half taller too. He was a lean and toned jackal boy, with jet black fur and a tight red speedo that cradled his sizeable package. The orca looked him up and down then poked him firmly in his chest.

"So you're the rebel huh?" Bullet poked him again, standing very close. "Every group has one, think you've already got the stuff."

"I know I do, sir." The jackal replied back, leaning a mocking inflection on the word 'sir'.

"You don't know how our team operates boy. You don't become a champion by being better than everyone else. Did you know that?"

"Isn't that the definition of a champion?" he laughed, looking down his muzzle at the stout orca boy.

"You become a champion by making your team better than everyone else. There's no room for showoffs and wise guys in a winning team. But fine, you want to prove yourself? You'll get the chance." he grinned, tracing his eyes back down the Jackal's body, lingering a bit on the boy's impressive bulge. "Strip, candidate."

The jackal cocked an eyebrow and looked down at Bullet. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me candidate, I said strip. Lose the speedo, drop the drawers, free the fireman, unleash the kraken, whatever you call it just get naked, now!" he barked, glaring back up at the older boy.

"I'm not stripping for you, what kind of swim team is this?" the jackal growled, stepping back a bit.

"One made of winners, winners who work together very intimately. If you don't think you're ready for that kind of a commitment, the exit is that way." Bullet let out a sly grin and pointed toward the locker rooms.

"Psh, fine." the jackal rolled his eyes and turned around, sliding his speedo down over his rump and legs, stepping out of it and tossing it aside. He turned back around, his plump naked sheath dangling freely in the breeze. Bullet eyed it and grinned.

"Much better." Then in one swift motion he brought his hand up and cupped it around the boy's package, gripping it tightly at the base so he couldn't back away. "If you're going to be on this team, this," he said, emphasizing the word 'this' and giving a squeeze with his hand, "belongs to the team, got it?" The jackal blushed heavily, taken aback by the Orca's forward behavior. The other tryouts just watched and stared. "Good. Alright boys, everyone in the water!" he barked, letting go of the jackal and waving his arm toward the pool.

The candidates all jumped in with a splash, the jackal was last, behaving much more shyly now. Bullet brought a whistle up to his lips, giving a few short blows. "Alright boys, give me three laps down and back. Ray and I will be watching, so do your best!" The boys swam down to the end and back in an uncoordinated clamor using several different strokes. There was splashing and kicking, and two of the boys ran headfirst into each other after one had turned the wrong direction. The jackal finished first while all the other candidates were at least half a lap behind.

"That was pathetic!" Bullet raised his arms and yelled when they had all finished. "I've seen better swimming from a bunch of baby ducks! Do it again. This time the loser gets out of the pool and loses his trunks just like our rebel here." he grinned, nodding at the nude jackal in the pool. The boys all looked embarrassed and whispered a bit to each other. "Hey, this ain't chattin' time, this is swimmin' time! Three more laps, go!" he blew his whistle again and the boys were off.

They were obviously trying much harder this time, but it was still a bit of a disorganized mess. Ray had his eye on one in particular, Kaza, the white and blue folf that Bullet had pushed into the pool before. He came in second to last in both sets. Bullet blew his whistle when they all finished and pointed to the boy who had come in last, a chubby white polar bear.

"You there, out of the pool!" Bullet ordered, motioning the bear to stand over next to him. The polar bear did as directed, dripping wet and shaking his head a bit. "Now hand over your swim trucks." The young white bear blushed heavily, slowly sliding out of his trucks and handing them to the orca. He tried to cover his sheath with his paws until Bullet pulled them away. "Uh uh, there's no room for shyness here. Keep your paws behind your back. Fly that flag at full mast!" he grinned, giving the boy's balls a gentle brush with his hand. "The rest of you, three more laps, let's go!" he blew the whistle again and the swimmers started another set.

This continued until there were only three swimmers left. The jackal, the folf, and a red squirrel that had been coming in second place in each set. All the other boys stood poolside next to Bullet, stripped down to their birthday suits. Each time Kaza had only narrowly avoided coming in last place. With each set his form got sloppier, but he was trying as hard as he could and that was enough to avoid losing. But when Bullet blew his whistle again, Kaza just couldn't keep up. When he knew he couldn't win, the folf laid his ears back and slunk to the edge of the pool.

"Common blue paws, out of the pool." Bullet ordered, pointing at the defeated folf. Kaza reluctantly climbed out of the pool, keeping his back to the other boys. "And naked!" he barked. Kaza slunk down a bit, but slowly he turned around, starting to drop his swim trunks. It became quickly apparent why he was so embarrassed. The folf's cock was rock hard, and decently sized for a boy his age. Ray did his best not to grin, but couldn't help but crack a smile. Bullet clapped teasingly as the other boys snickered. "Very nice, very nice, glad to see you're having fun."

Then he turned his attention back to the pool. "Alright swimmers, only one set left. Are you going to let the squirrel be the only one who keeps his shorts?" he teased the jackal. The jackal sneered, but the red squirrel looked back at him with determination in his eyes. Bullet blew the whistle and off they went. It was neck and neck the whole way. The first lap it seemed like the jackal had the lead, but mid way through the second lap the squirrel began to pick up speed. By the third lap, it was close as could be, right down to the wire! The jackal rose from the water like a torpedo and slapped his paw on the side of the pool.

"Yes! Haha, I did it!" he cheered.

"Check again." Bullet crossed his arms and grinned. The jackal looked over to see the red squirrel already sitting victorious on the side of the pool, kicking his footpaws in the water. He kicked a big wave at the jackal and splashed him in the face.

"Damnit! You must have cheated!" he exclaimed, splashing water back at the squirrel.

"Nope, fair and square." Bullet affirmed, walking over and patting the squirrel on the shoulder.

"Psh, whatever man. You already took my swimsuit anyway, not like I have anything left to lose." he climbed out of the pool, water dripping off his lean, naked body.

"I'm sure we'll find another way." Bullet winked at him, then started walking back toward the locker room. "Common boys, lets hit the showers. Ray and I will discuss and post our final decisions tomorrow morning." he called back. The other boys began to follow. The red squirrel even stripped out of his swim trucks right there at the poolside and followed. What a sight to see. Damn, Ray loved being a swim coach.

There was only one boy who hung back. Kaza, the white and blue folf that had gotten so embarrassed. He sat down on one of the pool chairs, kicking at his swim trucks with his footpaw. Ray walked over and sat down next to him.

"Hey Kaza, what's got you so down? You did great out there today." Ray leaned forward, patting the folf on the leg.

"I... I just got too distracted. I can't help it sometimes, it's embarrassing." he looked down at his hard-on.

"Haha, oh pup, is that all?" Ray grinned and reached down for Kaza's footpaw. He brought it up to rest on his knee and began rubbing the bottom of his feet. "You just need to relax, get a little release. It's perfectly natural what you're feeling." the wolf explained, continuing to rub the boy's paws. Kaza looked back at him bashfully, ears still laid back. "Would you like some help? I can give you a private lesson if you like."

Kaza nodded shyly and wiggled his toes. "Y.. yes please." he answered. Ray motioned back toward the pool and the folf slowly stood back up, walking over and sliding into the water. The wolf followed him, dropping his own swim trunks before he hopped down into the pool. He was already about half hard and it was only going to get harder, so it didn't seem like there was any point in keeping them on.

When they were in the water, Ray floated over to the young folf and came up behind, wrapping his arms around the boy and holding him loosely. "Now, like I said, first you need to do is relax. Just let yourself float, let yourself feel whatever you want to feel. Just give in to the water." he instructed. Kaza took a deep breath and closed his eyes, letting himself float in Ray's arms. "Good, very good. Now the second thing you need is to release that tension you have built up." Ray slid his paws down the boy's body, resting at his hips. "To do that, you need to trust me, okay?" he asked. The folf nodded and took another deep breath. Ray reached around and took the boy's throbbing cock in his paw. He could just feel the tremendous build up, the poor boy's balls must be aching.

Kaza gasped and thrust up toward Ray's paw, still keeping his eyes closed. Ray began stroking him slowly, pawing up and down the boy's eager cock. As he pawed, Kaza began rubbing his rear back against Ray's crotch, causing his own wolfhood to quickly grow. It would have felt so nice to slide into that nice tight rear end, but he felt that would be moving too fast for the poor pent up folf. Still, the more he pawed, the faster Kaza rubbed his rear against Ray's cock.

Ray still didn't want to move too fast, but then the folf did something Ray never expected. He turned around, opened his eyes, and used the buoyancy of the pool to bounce high up against Ray's chest, lining up the wolf's cock under his tail. He didn't come down hard enough to penetrate, but he looked up at Ray with a deep longing in his eyes.

The wolf looked up at him and kissed the folf softly on the neck, then wrapped his arms around the boy's shoulders and slowly pulled him down onto his wolfhood. Kaza moaned with increasing intensity as Ray filled his tailhole. Inch by inch he took the wolf's cock until he was fully hilted. The cool water swirled around them as the folf bobbed up and down. Ray murred deeply in pleasure as he slowly and deeply penetrated the young folf.

"Oooh you're quite the natural, Kaza." Ray growled with pleasure and kissed the boy's neck. Kaza blushed and pushed back harder on the wolf's cock. Ray smiled and wrapped his paw warmly around the folf's boyhood underwater, running his fingers over the tip. The folf gasped and bucked into Ray's paw. "And it's so cute to hear you gasp like that." the wolf grinned and gave the boy's cock a squeeze. Kaza tucked his ears back and whimpered, deeply embarrassed. "Oh hey now little pup, there's nothing to feel bad about. Just relax, remember? Just relax, and give into the feeling." Ray stroked his free paw through the folf's headfur, rubbing him behind his ears.

Slowly Kaza began to relax and let himself float again. His cock throbbed in Ray's paw and each time he came down on Ray's cock he let out a cute little 'arf', but he felt much more natural, much more relaxed. "Okay now pup, take a big breath, okay?" Ray instructed. Kaza nodded and they both took a big breath of air together, and then Ray pushed off the bottom of the pool and floated up over the folf. Kaza turned nearly upside down and the two of them floated freely in the water. Using his new leverage, Ray began pounding the young pup faster and faster. They opened their eyes underwater and Kaza stared back at him with lust and longing in his eyes. He squirmed and kicked his legs, splashing at the surface of the water as his tailhole pulsed and clenched. Suddenly his mouth opened as he moaned, releasing a torrent of bubbles from his muzzle as a thick stream of white shot from his cock and mixed with the water in a milky haze.

Ray knew he wouldn't have much longer either, and hammered the pup three more times, driving his cock in as hard and deep as he could before he did the same. Moaning, he released a cloud of bubbles as he filled Kaza's tailhole with his warm, creamy seed. They rose back to the surface and the two gasped for air, Kaza clenching around the wolf once again as he groaned, the last remnants of his seed leaking into the boy.

"Good boy, gooood boy." Ray reassured, running his paw through Kaza's headfur. The folf smiled wide and wrapped his arms around the wolf. He slowly slid himself up and off of Ray's wolfhood, gasping as his cock slipped out and water rushed in to fill the void.

Around that time Bullet walked out of the locker room, completely naked with a bit of cum dripping down his short, fat cock. He licked a smear of cum off his lips and smiled at Ray and Kaza. "Well coach, the Jackal and the Squirrel are definitely keepers. It seems like you found the third recruit?" he asked, grinning and putting his hands on his hips.

"Definitely." Ray said, petting the folf behind the ears. "He shows tremendous promise." Kaza blushed and leaned into the wolf's paw, his tail wagging under the water.