Gym Class Rodeo
A Sheath and Knife fan fiction
(Cub/Teen, Anal, Oral, dildo’ing, gay sex)
Sheath and Knife owned by Harmarist (c)
Zootopia owned by Disney (c)
This fan fiction is for fandom enjoyment and pawing off only. No money to be gained or desired in the writing of this fiction. The artists are respected, if they ever say no then their wishes will be followed.
Note: In this one Alex is ten years old, Will is sixteen. It happens in Zootopia of course before the Zoo/Kzin war and Judy’s retirement.
Note: A little explanation about the setting. Of course...Zootopia is the mythical country of unified mammals Disney portrayed in 2016. There is Zootopia proper which consists of Tundra Town to the North. Sahara Square to the south/south east. Savanna Central to the West of Sahara Square. Rainforest District, the Meadows, the Marshlands and the Islanders to the North/Northwest and the large Burroughs districts of Bunny, Deerbrook and Podunk (aka the tri-burs) to the Southwest.
North of Zootopia over the old Roana River that flows east to west is what’s called the Great Northern Expansive or “The North Country” as Zootopians call it. This territory was once called the Tusker Empire during Zootopia’s Middle Age before it was destroyed by the dominant Predator empire of Wolfen Rome aka Lupinian Rome. After Rome’s fall, the North Country and the future Zootopia were locked in a one hundred year slaughter called the Great Predatorial Civil War. Where Predator and prey species were locked in a horrific blood bath to determine the future of what they believed was the only known life on the un-named planet Zootopia resides on (Just call it Earth to be simple)
The Civil War was fought between North and South and started with claw to claw, tooth to tooth, paw to paw combat and ended in World War I style trench slaughtering involving machine guns, artillery and poison gas. Many animal species were driven to extinction. Zootopia has no primates (apes) and only a few avians (Seagulls and penguins) as many species were all destroyed in the holocaust. In this time of Will and Alex...large tracks of the North Country are still fenced off and off limits because the ground is too dangerously contaminated with poison residues and live ammunition. These areas are kept untouched to remind every predator and pray of the brutality which built modern Zootopia, a land where no mammal could ever think such horror could happen to them again.
The North Country is where the “dummies” reside. Dummy mammals are animals who never reached the level of Zootopians...Deer are deer, rabbits and rabbits, mice are mice and nothing more. Zootopia has two means of providing food to its’ population and slaking the genetic thrust of its’ predators for meat and blood. One is synthetic food created from plants and insects...the other is regulated hunting in the North Country.
In the North Country, Predators can return to their natural feral ways and hunt down and kill “dummies” for consumption and murder lust slaking. They can do it knowing that the animals they kill are nothing but your average dumb beasts. Often predators will go naked, morph into their feral four legged forms and go hunt as their ancestors did. Other times they might actually use bow and rifles. The Zootopian bureau of stock management maintains the North Country reserves so that the dummies are not depleted. It is also not “uncommon” for Zootopian predators and a few prey to take trips into the reserves to “satisfy their aching oats” by having sex with the dummies. Obviously since they are so closely related...the resulting off spring from these “private unions” can turn out rather scary. Very often predators who serve with land management have to go out, hunt down and “cull the strange” for lack of a more PC term.
One week later....
Zootopia Highway One North
Thru Tundra Town towards the “North Country”
The wind blowing into his face and open mouth was still cold but it tickled and made things pleasant as Alex stretched himself out through the open car window....
“Ah.....roooooooooooooooooo!” The young wolf cub let out a howl which of course Will couldn’t resist his primal urging long....
“AAAAAWOO....WOO...WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Will reciprocated then reached to pull Alex back into his seat...”Ok...that’s enough...I don’t want to get pulled over by the ZPD (Police) Alex.” Will said as they drove over and past the Julius Bridge that spanned the old Roana River and entered the Great Northern Country.
Alex couldn’t resist getting up in his seat, leaning over and lick kissing Will on his cheek...”I love you Big Brother.” Alex said joyfully as he wagged his tail and panted.”
“And I love you Alex but right now I have to drive.” The older wolf said as he petted Alex on his head tuft and rubbed his snoot tenderly.
Alex returned to his seat and sat looking like a child in a candy store...”Isn’t this great Will! Us together going out hunting? Rouging it?....Having hot feral sex together?” Alex said as he gave his brother a devious smile. “Wanna slam me hard Mister Wolf?” Alex said seductively. “Wanna fill my tail with your hot molten cum?” Then Alex giggled...”I got a thousand phrases I so want to use!”
“You give me a hard on while I’m driving and we’ll crash for sure.” Will replied. “Restrain the urges till we get there Alex.”
Alex pouted...”Again you’re going to be bossy and lame.” He snorted.
“You’re very eager and excited Alex, I understand that.” Will said as he reached out and petted Alex’s lap. “You’re not going on this trip to get flucked 24/7 remember? And I know you’re going to say...”But this is our honeymoon Will!” Now....do you want to be so worn out and sore from being tied that you don’t get to enjoy the thrill of living like our ancestors? That’s exactly why you wanted to go on this trip wasn’t it?”
“Yes big brother.” Alex replied. “I’m just so excited and happy that we’re alone with each other, that’s all.”
Will leaned over and gently kiss Alex’s snoot. “Every day with you Alex since you were whelp’d has been a joy in my heart little brother.” Will said warmly. He then noticed a place along the highway and slowed to take the car off the road...
Kapsi Plains Civil War battle site
The twenty square mile tract of land was triple wire fenced and topped with razor wire to prevent entry. Even after a hundred years past the day of the armistice that ended the terrible Civil War, only patches of grass grew over the shell marked and moon scape like devastation of the Kapsi Plain.
It was one thing to see it in school on video taken from flying drones that could sore over the dangerous landscape, it was another thing to see it from ground level. Will and Alex took a moment of pause to look at the bright red and yellow danger signs affixed to the very tall barricade fence...
WARNING: NO TRESSPASSING BEYOND THIS SAFETY FENCE. LIVE AMMUNITION AND POISON GAS ORDINANCE STILL PRESENT WITHIN THIS PRESERVE. RISK OF DEATH HIGHLY POSSIBLE.
POISON GAS ACTIVE ORDINANCE ALERT SYSTEM: THIS PRESERVE CONTAINS LIVE POISON GASES AND UNEXPLODED GAS ORDINANCE. FLEE THE PRESERVE AT ONCE SHOULD GAS DETECTION ALARMS SOUND.
Will wanted to take Alex back to the car and lock him inside when he read the warning signs. Hundreds...perhaps thousands of shells out in this “no mammal land” beyond the fences contained deadly “euthenics” or “Cull gases” designed to main and kill their victims horribly like Phosgene, Chlorine, Sarin, Tabin and Rabies. Yet the younger wolf should see this place just as Will saw it when their Father brought him as a cub.
“Now Alex?” Will asked as he held Alex’s paw. “If you hear any alarms go off? You run. You run as fast as you can, you go feral and run back to the car. Don’t worry about me because I’ll be right behind you.”
Alex followed will closely as the two wolves wandered by the fence till they found a corner point which gave access to a “clean strip” of land where they could actually walk a trench line and some of the battlefield around it.
“Do you think there’s still bodies and bones out there Will?” Alex asked as the two brothers walked into a trench line.
“Probably Alex.” Will replied as he looked around the trench. “Much of this place hasn’t been touched.”
As if to show the reality of the place...Alex turned his head to see a rabbit skull stuck into the side of the trench wall with a bullet hole in the temple...
“Will?” Alex pointed timidly.
“It has a tag on it so don’t touch it Alex.” Will gestured as he stood by a rusted old Maxim Machine Gun. “Look at this Alex?”
The wolf cub stood behind the machine gun and looked out over the barren and pock’d landscape. “Wow....can you imagine how many mammals must have gotten shot with this Will?”
Not far from the gun nest...Will found the remains of a pigeon skull. Was the poor little guy a messenger or a suicide bomber? A whole species wiped themselves out like this...strapping grenades to themselves to dive at the Southern Predator lines and take a few Lions, Tigers, Bears or Wolves with them into hell. Will couldn’t imagine the scene of carnage in his own mind and the movies couldn’t do the event any justice with their sanitized versions.
Alex had left the trench and was walking on the “sanitized” ground above it just looking around...”Will? How many wolves died in the war?” Alex asked as he stopped every so often to look at something or pick up an object of interest.
“In history class they said about two thousand.” Will replied. “We were very close to extinction. I think every species of mammal was close by the end. That’s what stopped all this Alex.”
Alex was sullen...”Stupid....so flucken worthless.” The younger wolf moaned. Alex then went into a long and mournful howl which Will soon joined in happiness more than sadness. How wonderful Alex was turning out to be as a wolf, more so as a gentle mammal who’s respect for life took hold early. Alex’s howl told Will that his brother was affected by the place, that he committed it to memory. That Alex was going to grow up with a noble caring soul. It gave Will joy to see his little brother wiping tears from his face...
“Can we go now?” Alex asked. “I can’t stay here any more, makes me upset.”
Will walked up to Alex and gently picked him up to snuggle and kiss him. “I’m glad you have such a big heart Alex.”
The little cub giggled back...”I’m glad you got such a big dick.”
Will snorted. “We’ve just visited the most saddest patch of land in the whole country.....and you have cock on your mind.” Will said. “My faith in you has been shattered.”
“Less talk...more drive.” Alex yelped back as Will carried him to the car and they continued their drive north.
end of part 6