Peanut looked miserable as he took another bite into his cotton candy. It was the annual summer festival at Babylon Gardens and the street was decorated with paper flyers and food stands. Apparently, Grape and Peanut were going to stick together for the festival, but after discovering that Res was going to show up, Grape decided to go discuss with him about adding “Gapre” into the Pridelands series.
“I can’t believe she ditched me…” Peanut whined as he finished off the rest of the cotton candy. “And she’s got the money mom gave us too. Stupid Res…”
As Peanut threw the cotton candy stick in a nearby trash can, he began to slouch and his ears drooped. It was now very dark, and the sunlight was fading fast.
“Maybe I should go home.”
But as he turned to the festival’s exit, a familiar urge suddenly formed in his mind. The canine looked around frantically, trying his best to find a restroom.
Since there were no bathroom stalls in sight. Peanut then decided to go for a nearby tree, since he was now desperate, his legs crossed themselves. Making sure nobody noticed, he approached a rather large tree and relieved himself. He made a rather large sigh, and began to turn back to the festival when he noticed something moving behind the large tree.
“H-Hello? Is someone there?” Peanut asked, but there was only rustling. Peanut peeked from behind the tree. “If you were watching me pee, I’m going to tell on you, pervert!” He called out.
No response, only the movement of a pair of figures, one dog and one cat. Peanut squinted as he watched the dog-shaped figure leave, but the cat-shaped figure merely stood up and brushed himself off before turning towards Peanut.
Peanut could instantly recognize the navy-blue collar with the bell on it, as well as the disturbing large bite taken out of the cat’s ear.
“Max?” Peanut stared in relief. Phew! Thank god it wasn’t a pervert.
Max looked back at Peanut with a multitude of expressions, first surprise, then worry.
“Hey Peanut.” He spoke quietly. “You weren’t watching me, were you?”
Peanut suddenly froze. “Now, why would Max ask a question like that?” He thought. But then it came to Peanut that Max probably needed to go to the bathroom like he did.
“Well, I was trying to relieve myself, you know…” Peanut chuckled quietly.
Max looked in shock again. “I mean we both know why we’re here, right?”
Suddenly, Max’s expression turned from worry, to surprise, to a rather suggestive expression, causing Peanut to feel slightly uneasy.
“I see...” He muttered quietly. “You’re like that too…”
Peanut stared in confusion. “Huh?”
“You’re looking for a bit of fun… tonight, is that correct?” Max asked; now slowly approaching the dog, a grin forming on his face.
Peanut furrowed his brow, as he began to lean away from the black cat. What was Maxwell doing?
“Huh, I’m really lucky…”
“Why’s that?”
“Well, I get to have an opportunity like this… with you…”
“Um… thank… you?”
“My apologies for this. Please don’t get upset.”
“Wha-“
Peanut was unable to speak another word as Maxwell kissed him, his feline tongue probed around Peanut’s mouth.
Peanut mind went blank.
Why the hell was Maxwell, the so-called “boyfriend” of Peanut’s best friend Grape, kissing HIM?
As Maxwell pulled his muzzle away from Peanut’s, a small thread of saliva connected their tongues for a second before fading away. Peanut stood there, his jaw hanging in shock, his eyes wide open, his face flushed.
Max licked his lips. “You ate something sweet, right?” He asked. A full grin stamped on his face.
Peanut stuttered. It was difficult for him to find the proper words to respond after what Maxwell did.
“Uh… Co-Cotton candy… Er…”
Peanut paused for what seemed like forever before responding.
“Wh-What was th-that…”
Max lowered his head
“A kiss.” He whispered, and lightly blew on Peanut’s neck.
Peanut felt like his brain shattered. He knew that the only cat that could make him feel this way was Grape. But Max was doing the same things Grape liked to do, and they WORKED!
Was it because Max looked like Grape?
Impossible.
Max looked nothing like Grape. Besides, Max was a guy. Guys can’t do this kind of this to other guys, right?
RIGHT?
Peanut shuttered in anxiety. He felt strange, and that made him feel nervous.
Max looked down and sighed.
“It seems I have you’re full “attention” now…” He moved his hand on Peanut’s lower regions, causing Peanut to gasp. “Isn’t that right?”
He continued to fondle Peanut’s sheath, which slowly coaxed his member to fully expose itself in all its hardened glory.
“My…” Maxwell whispered, giving the member a squeeze this resulted in a yelp from Peanut. “Look at how big you are…”
He stroked the member lightly, feeling its length and hardness. “Let’s see, seven inches and a mighty fine knot, too.” Another squeeze, another yelp. Now a small blob of pre escaped the tip of the member.
Peanut gasped loudly before speaking. “Why are you…? What about…?”
Maxwell kissed Peanut on the shoulder. “Silly Peanut, I’m still in love with Grape. It’s just…” Maxwell stopped pumping Peanut’s hardened rod and sudden sank on his knees, his muzzle at level with Peanut’s length.
“…you’ve been in my interest too…”
Peanut gasped in surprise as Maxwell took the member in his mouth.
“Ge-Get away from there. You shouldn’t do that, y-you’re a guy.”
Maxwell removed the member from his mouth and gave a curious look towards Peanut.
“Did Bino tell you that?”
“Y-Yes…”
“Do you believe him?”
“Yeah, I-“
“DO YOU?!”
“…”
“Well?”
“Ye- N- I dunno…”
“Now tell me, does this feel nice?”
“…”
“Peanut…”
“Yes…”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“Not really, no…”
“Good, now allow me to continue.” Max winked as he continued to suck Peanut off.
Peanut gasped and groaned at the sensation he was experiencing. Occasionally, Max would stop and move his muzzle sideways, his tongue licking the shaft of Peanut’s dick.
Peanut gripped the tree behind him as Maxwell continued, his eyes shutting tightly. He gave in. He didn’t care what he had to do, as long as Max didn’t stop. He didn’t want him to stop. He forbade it.
But eventually, Max did.
Peanut opened his eyes in surprise. “Wh-Why did you…?” He asked.
Max smiled widely. “You didn’t think it would be just about you, did you?” Max asked gesturing to his own dick, which was 6 inches and covered in barbs.
Peanut gulped. But this only made Maxwell laugh.
“No, I’m not asking you to suck it.” He said, still giggling. “But I’ll do something better…”
He lightly pushed Peanut to the ground and kneeled on top of him. Peanut then noticed a familiar white fluid was dripping off of max’s member and unto his own.
“Shit.” Maxwell swore quietly. Peanut looked at Max in confusion.
“It’s nothing… Just something remaining from a “conversation” I had earlier with Tiger…”
Peanut remembered the dog-shaped figure from before. That figure was actually…
“Actually…” Maxwell said quietly, aligning the tip Peanut’s member with the back cat’s tail hole. “This might actually be convenient.
Maxwell suddenly slammed his hips downward, his tail hole swallowing the canine member. Peanut threw his head back and let out a loud cry as Maxwell began bobbing his hips up and down.
Peanut looked over and realized what Max had done, but decided not to protest for certain “reasons”.
“Wow…” Maxwell said shakily, his hips still moving. “It’s bigger than I thought…”
Maxwell placed a hand on Peanut’s cheek. “I can feel you throb inside me. It probably feels good for you…”
Peanut’s mind was blank again. His breaths were harsh and rough, mixed with an assortment of moans, gasps, and yelps.
Maxwell smiled. “Thought so.”
Max kissed Peanut on the Muzzle again. “You’re amazing, you know that.”
Max continued to thrust himself on top of Peanut. A duet of gasps and moans, along by a series of slapping and squishy noises accompanied them.
It wasn’t long before Peanut’s gasps became shorter and his knot began to swell. His entire body began to shake
“I feel… it coming… AH!”
“Getting close, are we? Me too.”
“Ah! Eh!”
Max gripped himself around Peanut.
“Don’t hold back, Peanut. Go ahead and do it.”
“Ah! Oh!”
“If you’re not yet about to, then allow me to help…”
Maxwell then shot warm, sticky seed between the both of them. The resulting climax caused Max’s tail hole to contract rapidly, squeezing itself around Peanut’s member.
“I can’t… can’t… AH!”
Peanut’s member blasted seed into Max’s tail hole. Max almost staggered as he felt the hot sticky fluid paint his insides.
The two stayed there, breathing, for what seemed like forever. Until, finally, Maxwell took Peanut’s muzzle and brought it to his.
“So Peanut, are you coming to see the fireworks?”
“I don’t feel like it. I don’t have a lot of money for food.”
“It’s alright, I’ll pay.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, think of it as “thanks” for suck a “wonderful” time.”
“…”
“Besides, I seemed to get a lot more money than I thought…”
“HUH?!”
“Nothing, let’s go…”
Erotic fanfiction featuring characters from the webcomic, "Housepets!" by Rick Griffin.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Playful Endeavors (Part 1)
Grape stretched as she walked out of the car. It was hard sitting in a car for four hours whether you were a pet or a human.
The Sandwich family had decided to go up North for a week to unwind and relax. Mr. Sandwich managed to persuade his brother to let them barrow his lake house and they were going to stay there for the week. It was a rather large house. Three bathrooms, two normal bedrooms, a guest bedroom, and a large kitchen with a wonderful view of the lake. It seemed more like a mansion to Grape rather that a lake house.
Grape didn’t even get a change to pick up he bag when she heard an all too familiar voice call her name. “GRAAAAPE! Isn’t this place amazing? What should we do first? Mom said there was an Indian trail down the road. Can we go? Can we go?” Grape clenched her fist and turned to Peanut. “Sure.” She said, trying very hard not to deck him. “But only if I can unpack first.”
---
The next couple of hours were nothing but fun. Peanut and Grape went out and caught all kinds of insects while on the Indian trail. They then went to the pier that was in the backyard of the lake house. There, they found a fox skull that freaked Peanut out until Mrs. Sandwich made Grape throw it away. That was followed by swimming, which was mainly Peanut until Grape was “mysteriously” throw into the slightly freezing water.
Grape furiously sneezed as she and Peanut were dried off by Mrs. Sandwich. “Now get warmed up while I get some cocoa.” She said. Peanut grinned at the annoyed, damp kitty, which only resulted in her stomping on his foot.
As soon as they dried off, Grape saw Mr. Sandwich put a hand on Peanut’s shoulder. “Peanut, could you go upstairs and play video games or something. We need to talk to grape for a minute…” Peanut nodded cheerfully and ran upstairs as fast as he could. Grape raised an eyebrow suspiciously as Mr. and Mrs. Sandwich stood in front of Grape.
“Uh… Grape?” Mr. Sandwich rubbed the back of his head. “Your mother and I were wondering if you’d take the guest bedroom for the week while Peanut takes the normal bedroom.” Grape’s as she folded her arms. “What?! That’s not fair! Why would you do something like that?” Grape curled up slightly and her ears folded back. “You’re not… getting rid of me are you?”
Mrs. Sandwich laughed softly. “Sweetie, were not getting rid of you. It not even about you. It’s about… Peanut.” The purple cat’s eyes widened. “You’re getting rid of Peanut?!” She asked with a tone of worry. Mrs. Sandwich shook her head. “No, he’s not going anywhere…” She said. Grape tilted her head as her face changed from worry to confusion. “Then why do I need to sleep in the guest bedroom?” Suddenly, Grape noticed Mrs. Sandwich turn read slightly as she turned toward Mr. Sandwich. The two of them whispered something quiet to each other for a brief moment before Mrs. Sandwich got up and her seat was taken by Mr. Sandwich. He put his hands on Grape’s shoulders and sighed.
“Alright, Grape. You remember the big conversation that you and your mother had a few weeks before?
Grape nodded. “Yes.”
“About where babies come from, right?”
Grape nodded slower, now even more confused. “Uh… yeah.”
“And remember she said how men are involved in… making the baby, right?”
Grape sighed. “You mean ‘sex’.”
Mr. Sandwich coughed. “Right…” Mrs. Sandwich sighed and pulled her husband out of his seat. “Let me…” She muttered. She looked at Grape straight in the eye. “Sweetie, Peanut it at a time in his life where his body is going through certain changes.” She took a breath. Grape could clearly see the embarrassment on her mother’s face. “And with those changes, Peanut is going to have certain ‘urges’.” Mrs. Sandwich took a breath before continuing. “And those urges have to do with ‘making babies’. Grape saw the red on Mr. Sandwich’s face as he coughed. Apparently, this wasn’t easy for either of them. But somehow, Grape managed to understand the gist of it.
Apparently, Peanut was going through a phase where his body’s internal chemicals were mixed up, mainly the ones involving his sexual activity. It was basic puberty for him. The slightest stimulation could cause full arousal, and his sexual appetite would be huge.
But Grape knew plenty about sex, mainly from her boyfriend, Maxwell.
“I see.” Grape said. You don’t want me in the same room incase…” Grape tailed off, not seeing any reason to finish her sentence. Mr. Sandwich nodded his head, as Mrs. Sandwich put a hand on Grape’s shoulder. “Grape, listen to me. If Peanut starts acting funny or tries anything. You need to get as far away as possible, even if you have to hurt him. We’ll understand.” Grape nodded in confirmation and smiled. “Ok.” She said.
The rest of the day was concluded with both video games and a movie. But as Grape readied herself for bed in the guest bedroom, she suddenly heard the voices of Mr. and Mrs. Sandwich upstairs and froze. She placed her ear against the wall and discovered she could hear them rather clearly.
“Earl, do you think she’ll be okay?”
“Yeah, Grape knows how to handle herself. And she surely would know how to deal with Peanut in such a situation.”
“Are you sure? I mean what if Peanut gets up in the middle of the night and tries something?”
“Sweetie, that’s why we bought that body pillow for him, remember? So he can hump that instead of Grape. Not that she probably wouldn’t mind…”
“Earl!”
“I’m just saying. I’ve been told by Fiddler’s owner that Fiddler told Keys that Grape and Joe’s cat Maxwell are currently in a relationship.”
“Oh really, gossip girl?”
“Very funny. To tell the truth, as long as Grape doesn’t have kittens, I don’t care if she gets it on with either Peanut or Maxwell.”
“But Peanut’s a dog. Wouldn’t that seem a tad… strange?”
“Probably, probably not. But that’s not our business to deal with. Now let’s get some sleep.”
Grape lied in bed with a smirk on her face. “A body pillow, eh?” She thought to herself, before quietly chuckling. This was perfect! Finally, Grape would have revenge for when she was thrown in the water. The purple cat turned to her side, plotting her revenge as she drifted into sleep.
---
The next morning, Mr. and Mrs. Sandwich left to go shopping for groceries for the reminder of the week. Grape stretched and smiled at Peanut. “Hey Peanut.” Grape grabbed the attention of her canine friend. “What do you wanna do to pass the time?” Peanut paused for a moment before answering. “I actually feel like taking a nap, if you wouldn’t mind.” Inside Grape’s mind, she laughed. She knew exactly what Peanut was going to do in that room. Now it was time to mess with the poor doggy. Grape smiled warmly as Peanut began to walk up the stairs. “Can I join you?” She asked. Peanut froze and whipped his head at Grape. “N-NO! I-I mean no thank you. I’d like to sleep alone at the moment. I-I don’t feel well…”
Grape smiled and waved her fingers. “Ok then. Love you Peanut.”
Peanut bushed rapidly as he suddenly ran up the stairs as fast as he could. Grape waited until she heard the door slam shut before she began laughing. His face was priceless. As Grape’s laughter died down, she got up and brushed herself off before proceeding to go up the stairs. As she did, she did her best to approach Peanut’s door as quietly as possible. When she finally reached the door, she sat down against it and put her ear to the door, listening to the noises inside.
What she heard was the creaking bead springs, mixed with a faint huffing. Grape covered her mouth, trying not to laugh again. A slight moaning noise was added to the mix of sounds and the creaking became faster. Grape’s laughter stopped and she suddenly began to feel very warm. “Her eyes widened in realization over what was happening, and her suppressed laughter stopped. “You’ve got to be kidding.” She thought and her face suddenly began to feel hot.
One of Grape’s paws reflexively went down to her nether regions and began toying with her, increasing her arousal. Grape looked down at her groin and sighed. Was she actually turned on by Peanut? Or was the fact that there was sexual activity behind that door that increased her arousal? Nevertheless, she began to poke and prod her own sex, breathing hard as the stimulation began to arouse her.
Suddenly, she stopped as an idea came into her brain. She snickered, rising up and turning toward the door. She waited a full second before barging into the door. “Hey Peanut!” She shouted
AUGH!
Peanut was now on the ground as he fell out of the bed. His legs were and arms were wrapped around a body pillow that was slightly larger than his own body. He had a flustered look of shock in reaction to Grape’s entry. Grape however, was now doubled over in laughter. “Grape! What was that for?!” Peanut shouted at his feline friend, who was now wiping the tears from her eyes. “That was for tricking me into the lake, you idiot.” She said through chuckles. “Mom and Dad told me about you and your ‘condition’…” She said before breaking into laughter again. Peanut clenched the pillow tighter, his ears drooping slightly.
Grape noticed this and began to calm herself down. But she was nowhere near sorry. In fact, she still wasn’t done with her “revenge”. She approached Peanut and lied next to him, her muzzle next to Peanut’s ear.
“Hey relax, me and Maxie ‘do it’ all the time.”
Peanut’s ears shot up as he heard what Grape said. “Y-you and Max…” He said as his eyes widened. Grape saw the expression of surprise on her face and did her best not to laugh again. She could tell by Peanut’s expression that the dog was clearly being turned on by the thought of Grape having sex, and it was funny to see him act this way. She glanced downward at the canine’s hips, which were already slowly pushing unto the pillow. “Yeah, we do all kinds of positions. I blow him off, he eats me out. We do everything.”
Peanut clenched the pillow tighter and shut his eyes tightly, thrusting faster onto the pillow. Grape watched with amusement as Peanut humped the daylight out of the pillow, his canine instincts making him oblivious to her presence. Suddenly, an interesting thought went through Grape’s mind. “Why don’t I ‘teach’ Peanut all the things I learned from Max?” She shook her head. She couldn’t do such a thing. First, it would basically classify her as a slut, which was something she didn’t want. Second, she would be cheating on Max, which was also something she didn’t want. And third, Peanut was a dog, such an act would probably leave Peanut an outcast by the other dogs.
But as she watched Peanut go to town on the pillow, the constant offer of “FREE SEX”, nagged her in the back of her mind. Slowly, it began to creep forward, slowly lowering her resistance and doubts until finally she gave in. She admitted to herself that it was the Peanut that aroused her before, and it was Peanut that was arousing her at this very moment.
She reached for Peanut’s ear and gave it a hard yank. She knew what she was doing was risky and foolish, but was going to be worth it in the end.
The Sandwich family had decided to go up North for a week to unwind and relax. Mr. Sandwich managed to persuade his brother to let them barrow his lake house and they were going to stay there for the week. It was a rather large house. Three bathrooms, two normal bedrooms, a guest bedroom, and a large kitchen with a wonderful view of the lake. It seemed more like a mansion to Grape rather that a lake house.
Grape didn’t even get a change to pick up he bag when she heard an all too familiar voice call her name. “GRAAAAPE! Isn’t this place amazing? What should we do first? Mom said there was an Indian trail down the road. Can we go? Can we go?” Grape clenched her fist and turned to Peanut. “Sure.” She said, trying very hard not to deck him. “But only if I can unpack first.”
---
The next couple of hours were nothing but fun. Peanut and Grape went out and caught all kinds of insects while on the Indian trail. They then went to the pier that was in the backyard of the lake house. There, they found a fox skull that freaked Peanut out until Mrs. Sandwich made Grape throw it away. That was followed by swimming, which was mainly Peanut until Grape was “mysteriously” throw into the slightly freezing water.
Grape furiously sneezed as she and Peanut were dried off by Mrs. Sandwich. “Now get warmed up while I get some cocoa.” She said. Peanut grinned at the annoyed, damp kitty, which only resulted in her stomping on his foot.
As soon as they dried off, Grape saw Mr. Sandwich put a hand on Peanut’s shoulder. “Peanut, could you go upstairs and play video games or something. We need to talk to grape for a minute…” Peanut nodded cheerfully and ran upstairs as fast as he could. Grape raised an eyebrow suspiciously as Mr. and Mrs. Sandwich stood in front of Grape.
“Uh… Grape?” Mr. Sandwich rubbed the back of his head. “Your mother and I were wondering if you’d take the guest bedroom for the week while Peanut takes the normal bedroom.” Grape’s as she folded her arms. “What?! That’s not fair! Why would you do something like that?” Grape curled up slightly and her ears folded back. “You’re not… getting rid of me are you?”
Mrs. Sandwich laughed softly. “Sweetie, were not getting rid of you. It not even about you. It’s about… Peanut.” The purple cat’s eyes widened. “You’re getting rid of Peanut?!” She asked with a tone of worry. Mrs. Sandwich shook her head. “No, he’s not going anywhere…” She said. Grape tilted her head as her face changed from worry to confusion. “Then why do I need to sleep in the guest bedroom?” Suddenly, Grape noticed Mrs. Sandwich turn read slightly as she turned toward Mr. Sandwich. The two of them whispered something quiet to each other for a brief moment before Mrs. Sandwich got up and her seat was taken by Mr. Sandwich. He put his hands on Grape’s shoulders and sighed.
“Alright, Grape. You remember the big conversation that you and your mother had a few weeks before?
Grape nodded. “Yes.”
“About where babies come from, right?”
Grape nodded slower, now even more confused. “Uh… yeah.”
“And remember she said how men are involved in… making the baby, right?”
Grape sighed. “You mean ‘sex’.”
Mr. Sandwich coughed. “Right…” Mrs. Sandwich sighed and pulled her husband out of his seat. “Let me…” She muttered. She looked at Grape straight in the eye. “Sweetie, Peanut it at a time in his life where his body is going through certain changes.” She took a breath. Grape could clearly see the embarrassment on her mother’s face. “And with those changes, Peanut is going to have certain ‘urges’.” Mrs. Sandwich took a breath before continuing. “And those urges have to do with ‘making babies’. Grape saw the red on Mr. Sandwich’s face as he coughed. Apparently, this wasn’t easy for either of them. But somehow, Grape managed to understand the gist of it.
Apparently, Peanut was going through a phase where his body’s internal chemicals were mixed up, mainly the ones involving his sexual activity. It was basic puberty for him. The slightest stimulation could cause full arousal, and his sexual appetite would be huge.
But Grape knew plenty about sex, mainly from her boyfriend, Maxwell.
“I see.” Grape said. You don’t want me in the same room incase…” Grape tailed off, not seeing any reason to finish her sentence. Mr. Sandwich nodded his head, as Mrs. Sandwich put a hand on Grape’s shoulder. “Grape, listen to me. If Peanut starts acting funny or tries anything. You need to get as far away as possible, even if you have to hurt him. We’ll understand.” Grape nodded in confirmation and smiled. “Ok.” She said.
The rest of the day was concluded with both video games and a movie. But as Grape readied herself for bed in the guest bedroom, she suddenly heard the voices of Mr. and Mrs. Sandwich upstairs and froze. She placed her ear against the wall and discovered she could hear them rather clearly.
“Earl, do you think she’ll be okay?”
“Yeah, Grape knows how to handle herself. And she surely would know how to deal with Peanut in such a situation.”
“Are you sure? I mean what if Peanut gets up in the middle of the night and tries something?”
“Sweetie, that’s why we bought that body pillow for him, remember? So he can hump that instead of Grape. Not that she probably wouldn’t mind…”
“Earl!”
“I’m just saying. I’ve been told by Fiddler’s owner that Fiddler told Keys that Grape and Joe’s cat Maxwell are currently in a relationship.”
“Oh really, gossip girl?”
“Very funny. To tell the truth, as long as Grape doesn’t have kittens, I don’t care if she gets it on with either Peanut or Maxwell.”
“But Peanut’s a dog. Wouldn’t that seem a tad… strange?”
“Probably, probably not. But that’s not our business to deal with. Now let’s get some sleep.”
Grape lied in bed with a smirk on her face. “A body pillow, eh?” She thought to herself, before quietly chuckling. This was perfect! Finally, Grape would have revenge for when she was thrown in the water. The purple cat turned to her side, plotting her revenge as she drifted into sleep.
---
The next morning, Mr. and Mrs. Sandwich left to go shopping for groceries for the reminder of the week. Grape stretched and smiled at Peanut. “Hey Peanut.” Grape grabbed the attention of her canine friend. “What do you wanna do to pass the time?” Peanut paused for a moment before answering. “I actually feel like taking a nap, if you wouldn’t mind.” Inside Grape’s mind, she laughed. She knew exactly what Peanut was going to do in that room. Now it was time to mess with the poor doggy. Grape smiled warmly as Peanut began to walk up the stairs. “Can I join you?” She asked. Peanut froze and whipped his head at Grape. “N-NO! I-I mean no thank you. I’d like to sleep alone at the moment. I-I don’t feel well…”
Grape smiled and waved her fingers. “Ok then. Love you Peanut.”
Peanut bushed rapidly as he suddenly ran up the stairs as fast as he could. Grape waited until she heard the door slam shut before she began laughing. His face was priceless. As Grape’s laughter died down, she got up and brushed herself off before proceeding to go up the stairs. As she did, she did her best to approach Peanut’s door as quietly as possible. When she finally reached the door, she sat down against it and put her ear to the door, listening to the noises inside.
What she heard was the creaking bead springs, mixed with a faint huffing. Grape covered her mouth, trying not to laugh again. A slight moaning noise was added to the mix of sounds and the creaking became faster. Grape’s laughter stopped and she suddenly began to feel very warm. “Her eyes widened in realization over what was happening, and her suppressed laughter stopped. “You’ve got to be kidding.” She thought and her face suddenly began to feel hot.
One of Grape’s paws reflexively went down to her nether regions and began toying with her, increasing her arousal. Grape looked down at her groin and sighed. Was she actually turned on by Peanut? Or was the fact that there was sexual activity behind that door that increased her arousal? Nevertheless, she began to poke and prod her own sex, breathing hard as the stimulation began to arouse her.
Suddenly, she stopped as an idea came into her brain. She snickered, rising up and turning toward the door. She waited a full second before barging into the door. “Hey Peanut!” She shouted
AUGH!
Peanut was now on the ground as he fell out of the bed. His legs were and arms were wrapped around a body pillow that was slightly larger than his own body. He had a flustered look of shock in reaction to Grape’s entry. Grape however, was now doubled over in laughter. “Grape! What was that for?!” Peanut shouted at his feline friend, who was now wiping the tears from her eyes. “That was for tricking me into the lake, you idiot.” She said through chuckles. “Mom and Dad told me about you and your ‘condition’…” She said before breaking into laughter again. Peanut clenched the pillow tighter, his ears drooping slightly.
Grape noticed this and began to calm herself down. But she was nowhere near sorry. In fact, she still wasn’t done with her “revenge”. She approached Peanut and lied next to him, her muzzle next to Peanut’s ear.
“Hey relax, me and Maxie ‘do it’ all the time.”
Peanut’s ears shot up as he heard what Grape said. “Y-you and Max…” He said as his eyes widened. Grape saw the expression of surprise on her face and did her best not to laugh again. She could tell by Peanut’s expression that the dog was clearly being turned on by the thought of Grape having sex, and it was funny to see him act this way. She glanced downward at the canine’s hips, which were already slowly pushing unto the pillow. “Yeah, we do all kinds of positions. I blow him off, he eats me out. We do everything.”
Peanut clenched the pillow tighter and shut his eyes tightly, thrusting faster onto the pillow. Grape watched with amusement as Peanut humped the daylight out of the pillow, his canine instincts making him oblivious to her presence. Suddenly, an interesting thought went through Grape’s mind. “Why don’t I ‘teach’ Peanut all the things I learned from Max?” She shook her head. She couldn’t do such a thing. First, it would basically classify her as a slut, which was something she didn’t want. Second, she would be cheating on Max, which was also something she didn’t want. And third, Peanut was a dog, such an act would probably leave Peanut an outcast by the other dogs.
But as she watched Peanut go to town on the pillow, the constant offer of “FREE SEX”, nagged her in the back of her mind. Slowly, it began to creep forward, slowly lowering her resistance and doubts until finally she gave in. She admitted to herself that it was the Peanut that aroused her before, and it was Peanut that was arousing her at this very moment.
She reached for Peanut’s ear and gave it a hard yank. She knew what she was doing was risky and foolish, but was going to be worth it in the end.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Hooked on Phonics
“And you’re both checking out… All these books?”
The librarian looked nervously at the red wagon, which was loaded with stacks of books. Next to the wagon, Peanut and Fox stood side by side and wagged their tails anxiously. “Yup.” Peanut said, pulling his library card out of his collar. The librarian took the card and scanned it, then proceeded to scan the books, a process that took nearly five minutes. “Thanks.” Fox said. “We’ll be back tomorrow.” The librarian turned pale and turned to another librarian. “Hey Marian, you wouldn’t have any antacid on you would you?”
The two dogs decided to reside at Fox’s for the night, reading the books they rented. Peanut reached into a bag of chips and pulled out a fistful, not even glancing away from the book he was reading. Fox looked over from the bed at Peanut. “Peanut, you’ve read that book like five times“. He said with a smirk. “Aren’t you gonna read anything else?” Peanut looked up at Fox and grinned in embarrassment. “Sorry, it’s just that… I like history, and I think that ‘Alexander the Great’ is probably the best historical figure of all time.
Fox shrugged. “I guess that’s why they called him ‘great’ then.” They both laughed. “In fact.” Peanut started as he got up from the floor, closing one eye and positioning the book in front of him so that the husky and the book were at the same perspective. “He kinda reminds me of you in a way. But I can’t seem to put my finger on it.” Fox smirked and snatched the book from Peanut, flipping through the pages. “Why?” He asked. “Because he’s smart, because he’s charming, or because he’s gay?”
Peanut froze for a millisecond, worried if he offended Fox in some way. However, Fox was quick to notice this and simply laughed. “It’s okay, you’re my friend. I won’t make you end up like Bino…” Peanut winced at the memory of Fox kicking the hell out of Bino, even though he deserved it. “As long as you’re cool with it, I’m okay.” Peanut rubbed the back of his head and laughed before throwing himself on the bed and sighing.
“Fox… If it’s no problem… Can I ask what it’s like… Being gay?”
Fox lied down next to him and sighed. “Well… It’s like have a girlfriend, only she’s a guy.” He looked a Peanut, who was hard at work trying to process what Fox said to him. “Okay, Let’s just say you’d be doing whatever you’d be doing to, let’s say, ‘Tarot’. But you’d be doing it to ‘Bino’ instead.” Fox chuckled silently to himself at the private joke he just made, but stopped when Peanut opened his muzzle to speak. “E-even sex?” He asked. Fox slightly blushed at the sudden bluntness of such a question, but managed to give a short nod. He watched as Peanut’s brow furrowed as he processed this new information into his brain, then noticed his muzzle open again.
“How?”
Fox stayed silent for a while, trying his best to think of a “nice way” to explain homosexual sex to his friend. After realizing that explanations wouldn’t work, he closed his eyes and sighed. “I-I can’t really explain. The only way I could is if I showed you…” Fox looked away, blushing slightly. “But I don’t think that you’d really-“
“Okay.”
Fox sat up and looked at Peanut. “A-Are you serious?!” Fox asked, an expression of disbelief on his face. Peanut grinned. “Yeah, I always like trying new things, and I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try this either.” Fox’s ears twitched, and his face felt warmer. “Okay, but let me know if you get too uncomfortable, and I’ll stop.” Peanut made a thumbs up sign and grinned again. “Okay, you got it!”
He had the dog around his finger, or should they say, shoulders.
Peanut’s head was leaning back onto the wall as Fox continued to suck him off. The hounds small legs rested on Fox’s shoulders and his paws were gripping onto the bedsheets. Fox would’ve chuckled at the sight of Peanut, if he didn’t have his dick in his mouth. He wrapped his tongue around the sensitive canine flesh, and prodded it lightly with his teeth. Every touch caused Peanut to wince and spasm in sheer pleasure, and it wasn’t long until his climax began to approach. Fox pulled Peanut out of his muzzle and let his climax diminish before starting again. He pushed Peanut’s member down his throat as far as he could and swallowed, the contractions squeezing Peanut’s member and causing the hound to whimper.
“Ah… Fox!” Peanut moaned. “I-I getting close… I’m-I’m… AH!”
Fox pulled Peanut’s member out of his muzzle before getting drizzled with generous amounts of Peanut’s seed. He removed the majority off his face with his paws and licked it off. Peanut noticed a small droplet still attached to his muzzle and didn’t hesitate to wipe it off. He examined the semen for a few seconds before tasting it, and made a face. “Heh.” Fox laughed. “Yeah, not a lot of people really like tasting that. You wouldn’t be the first.” Peanut laughed with Fox before looking down at the husky’s member. “So, do I do the same with you?” Peanut asked innocently. Fox smiled and placed a paw on Peanut’s shoulder. “No, I have a better idea.”
“A-are you sure about this?” Peanut asked. “Yeah.” Fox responded. “I’ve done it a bunch of times. Don’t worry.”
Peanut positioned himself so he was on all fours, and that Fox had positioned himself so that his member was poking Peanut’s tailhole. Fox moved his head up to Peanut’s. “Now, it’ll hurt at first, but the pain’ll only be for a few seconds.” He paused for a second. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Peanut nodded. “Yep, I wanted to see what your side was like, and now I will. Do it.” Fox pondered for a moment whether this would “corrupt” Peanut or not. However, this thought quickly vanished as Fox sank deeper into Peanut’s tailhole. Peanut let out a sharp cry as the burning pain seeped through his body. His eyes shut tightly and small streams of tears flowed through them. Then, just as he was about to tell Fox to stop, the pain melted and was instantly replaced by sheer pleasure. Peanut gasped as Fox’s hips thrusted deeper and deeper, causing Peanut to snarl and cry out at the sensation he was experiencing. He bent his head down and noticed his member was hard again. Automatically, he gabbed and stroked it. Fox moaned loudly as he pushed his full length into Peanut repeatedly, his knot smacking into hound’s entrance.
It wasn’t long before Peanut came again, and his tailhole contracted and squeezed Fox’s member tightly. Fox clenched his teeth and he felt his climax approach. With one, final thrust, he pushed his knot in and tied with Peanut, filling him up with his husky seed.
“Oh… You’re back.”
The librarian looked at Fox and Peanut, who were now returning the library books and checking out new ones. “Ugh, how you two read so many books so quickly is beyond me.” Fox and Peanut looked at each other and laughed as they left the front door of the library, pulling a wagon of fresh, new books behind them.
The librarian sighed and reached for the first book she could reach. She examined the cover of the book. “The Life and Legacy of Alexander the Great.” She said to herself. As she was about to place it to the side, the librarian noticed that the book’s backside looked rather dirty. She looked closer and noticed several certain white stains speckled all over the book’s red cover. She looked from the book, too the front door, and then back to the book before turning to the other librarian.
“Marian, I’m going to need that antacid again.”
The librarian looked nervously at the red wagon, which was loaded with stacks of books. Next to the wagon, Peanut and Fox stood side by side and wagged their tails anxiously. “Yup.” Peanut said, pulling his library card out of his collar. The librarian took the card and scanned it, then proceeded to scan the books, a process that took nearly five minutes. “Thanks.” Fox said. “We’ll be back tomorrow.” The librarian turned pale and turned to another librarian. “Hey Marian, you wouldn’t have any antacid on you would you?”
The two dogs decided to reside at Fox’s for the night, reading the books they rented. Peanut reached into a bag of chips and pulled out a fistful, not even glancing away from the book he was reading. Fox looked over from the bed at Peanut. “Peanut, you’ve read that book like five times“. He said with a smirk. “Aren’t you gonna read anything else?” Peanut looked up at Fox and grinned in embarrassment. “Sorry, it’s just that… I like history, and I think that ‘Alexander the Great’ is probably the best historical figure of all time.
Fox shrugged. “I guess that’s why they called him ‘great’ then.” They both laughed. “In fact.” Peanut started as he got up from the floor, closing one eye and positioning the book in front of him so that the husky and the book were at the same perspective. “He kinda reminds me of you in a way. But I can’t seem to put my finger on it.” Fox smirked and snatched the book from Peanut, flipping through the pages. “Why?” He asked. “Because he’s smart, because he’s charming, or because he’s gay?”
Peanut froze for a millisecond, worried if he offended Fox in some way. However, Fox was quick to notice this and simply laughed. “It’s okay, you’re my friend. I won’t make you end up like Bino…” Peanut winced at the memory of Fox kicking the hell out of Bino, even though he deserved it. “As long as you’re cool with it, I’m okay.” Peanut rubbed the back of his head and laughed before throwing himself on the bed and sighing.
“Fox… If it’s no problem… Can I ask what it’s like… Being gay?”
Fox lied down next to him and sighed. “Well… It’s like have a girlfriend, only she’s a guy.” He looked a Peanut, who was hard at work trying to process what Fox said to him. “Okay, Let’s just say you’d be doing whatever you’d be doing to, let’s say, ‘Tarot’. But you’d be doing it to ‘Bino’ instead.” Fox chuckled silently to himself at the private joke he just made, but stopped when Peanut opened his muzzle to speak. “E-even sex?” He asked. Fox slightly blushed at the sudden bluntness of such a question, but managed to give a short nod. He watched as Peanut’s brow furrowed as he processed this new information into his brain, then noticed his muzzle open again.
“How?”
Fox stayed silent for a while, trying his best to think of a “nice way” to explain homosexual sex to his friend. After realizing that explanations wouldn’t work, he closed his eyes and sighed. “I-I can’t really explain. The only way I could is if I showed you…” Fox looked away, blushing slightly. “But I don’t think that you’d really-“
“Okay.”
Fox sat up and looked at Peanut. “A-Are you serious?!” Fox asked, an expression of disbelief on his face. Peanut grinned. “Yeah, I always like trying new things, and I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try this either.” Fox’s ears twitched, and his face felt warmer. “Okay, but let me know if you get too uncomfortable, and I’ll stop.” Peanut made a thumbs up sign and grinned again. “Okay, you got it!”
He had the dog around his finger, or should they say, shoulders.
Peanut’s head was leaning back onto the wall as Fox continued to suck him off. The hounds small legs rested on Fox’s shoulders and his paws were gripping onto the bedsheets. Fox would’ve chuckled at the sight of Peanut, if he didn’t have his dick in his mouth. He wrapped his tongue around the sensitive canine flesh, and prodded it lightly with his teeth. Every touch caused Peanut to wince and spasm in sheer pleasure, and it wasn’t long until his climax began to approach. Fox pulled Peanut out of his muzzle and let his climax diminish before starting again. He pushed Peanut’s member down his throat as far as he could and swallowed, the contractions squeezing Peanut’s member and causing the hound to whimper.
“Ah… Fox!” Peanut moaned. “I-I getting close… I’m-I’m… AH!”
Fox pulled Peanut’s member out of his muzzle before getting drizzled with generous amounts of Peanut’s seed. He removed the majority off his face with his paws and licked it off. Peanut noticed a small droplet still attached to his muzzle and didn’t hesitate to wipe it off. He examined the semen for a few seconds before tasting it, and made a face. “Heh.” Fox laughed. “Yeah, not a lot of people really like tasting that. You wouldn’t be the first.” Peanut laughed with Fox before looking down at the husky’s member. “So, do I do the same with you?” Peanut asked innocently. Fox smiled and placed a paw on Peanut’s shoulder. “No, I have a better idea.”
“A-are you sure about this?” Peanut asked. “Yeah.” Fox responded. “I’ve done it a bunch of times. Don’t worry.”
Peanut positioned himself so he was on all fours, and that Fox had positioned himself so that his member was poking Peanut’s tailhole. Fox moved his head up to Peanut’s. “Now, it’ll hurt at first, but the pain’ll only be for a few seconds.” He paused for a second. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Peanut nodded. “Yep, I wanted to see what your side was like, and now I will. Do it.” Fox pondered for a moment whether this would “corrupt” Peanut or not. However, this thought quickly vanished as Fox sank deeper into Peanut’s tailhole. Peanut let out a sharp cry as the burning pain seeped through his body. His eyes shut tightly and small streams of tears flowed through them. Then, just as he was about to tell Fox to stop, the pain melted and was instantly replaced by sheer pleasure. Peanut gasped as Fox’s hips thrusted deeper and deeper, causing Peanut to snarl and cry out at the sensation he was experiencing. He bent his head down and noticed his member was hard again. Automatically, he gabbed and stroked it. Fox moaned loudly as he pushed his full length into Peanut repeatedly, his knot smacking into hound’s entrance.
It wasn’t long before Peanut came again, and his tailhole contracted and squeezed Fox’s member tightly. Fox clenched his teeth and he felt his climax approach. With one, final thrust, he pushed his knot in and tied with Peanut, filling him up with his husky seed.
“Oh… You’re back.”
The librarian looked at Fox and Peanut, who were now returning the library books and checking out new ones. “Ugh, how you two read so many books so quickly is beyond me.” Fox and Peanut looked at each other and laughed as they left the front door of the library, pulling a wagon of fresh, new books behind them.
The librarian sighed and reached for the first book she could reach. She examined the cover of the book. “The Life and Legacy of Alexander the Great.” She said to herself. As she was about to place it to the side, the librarian noticed that the book’s backside looked rather dirty. She looked closer and noticed several certain white stains speckled all over the book’s red cover. She looked from the book, too the front door, and then back to the book before turning to the other librarian.
“Marian, I’m going to need that antacid again.”
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Revenge
He did it again. He woke her up in the middle of a good dream with his incessant yelling and calling. She never had the chance to let loose her imagination, to let her dreams out for once, despite the rather "unorthodox" emotions that came with them. Therefore, what she decided to do to shut him up would probably be a chore as the last couple of times
However, it wouldn't be a chore this time, right?
Oh, no.
This time, it was revenge!
"A- Ah...!"
"Peanut, stop squirming. Hold still."
He couldn't help it. Grape had moved her leg so it would suddenly rub hard against that spot!
"G-grape. P-please stop th- Hah!"
He was hard again, 7-inches with a fully swollen knot. Each second, his member pulsed with the desire to feel release. Drizzles of pre rested on Peanut's chest.
It was torture, but even Grape the tormenter had standards. She only bound his hands, and she didn't hit him. Instead, she kept him on edge, gasping and silently begging for release.
"Don't get too excited..." She pinched his butt cheek, and smiled at the dog's surprised cry. "I still have many things I want to do…"
Oh, and how many things did she have in mind...
Peanut whimpered, he knew she was mad at him for disturbing her nap again. However, he didn't expect this. Perhaps a punch in the face or a simple lecture, but nothing like this.
Grape looked at her captive, lying on the bed like a doll; she savored the feeling of control over him, before crouching down and giving his member a single lick.
This resulted in Peanut whined loudly, feelings of pleasure and frustration filled his head. His legs kicked and he struggled to move his arms.
These feelings intensified when he felt a finger enter his tailhole.
She sighed and watched Peanut's eyes shut in enjoyment, her finger sliding inward and outward. He simplify stared down at cock, the red length throbbing quite faster thanks to the stimulation Grape was providing. Too bad she had to stop it minutes before his orgasm.
Peanut reeled again. Oh, what a terrible person Grape was.
"P-Please Grape." He begged. "L-Let me…"
Grape put a finger to Peanut's muzzle and smiled.
"You sorry?"
"Y-Yes..."
"Won't happen again?"
"M-Maybe."
"…"
"Yes..."
She positioned herself and kissed Peanut on the nose before sliding inward. With a single claw, she cut Peanut's bonds and allowed him to hold her as they contained. Peanut gasped at the suddenly pleasure and shut his eyes tightly. Grape could feel the warmth of his sex every time he was pushed inside her. She could feel his heartbeat through his canine member.
Peanut held onto Grape tighter as his breaths became shallow, mixed with whimpers and whines. He was getting close. Grape considered the thought of denying him this, but decided to be fair and simply nipped his shoulder instead.
Peanut pushed in as hard as he could. His knot swelling and driving Peanut's orgasm over the edge. His fingers dug into Grape's fur as his shallow breaths continued, his eyes still shut. Grape smiled, and allowed Peanut to finish, untying himself. He simply lied there, until finally he dozed off in the relaxing feeling of his afterglow. Grape looked over to him and smiled, happy that she had her... "Revenge".
"I agree." She whispered. "Now would be a good time for a nap."
However, it wouldn't be a chore this time, right?
Oh, no.
This time, it was revenge!
"A- Ah...!"
"Peanut, stop squirming. Hold still."
He couldn't help it. Grape had moved her leg so it would suddenly rub hard against that spot!
"G-grape. P-please stop th- Hah!"
He was hard again, 7-inches with a fully swollen knot. Each second, his member pulsed with the desire to feel release. Drizzles of pre rested on Peanut's chest.
It was torture, but even Grape the tormenter had standards. She only bound his hands, and she didn't hit him. Instead, she kept him on edge, gasping and silently begging for release.
"Don't get too excited..." She pinched his butt cheek, and smiled at the dog's surprised cry. "I still have many things I want to do…"
Oh, and how many things did she have in mind...
Peanut whimpered, he knew she was mad at him for disturbing her nap again. However, he didn't expect this. Perhaps a punch in the face or a simple lecture, but nothing like this.
Grape looked at her captive, lying on the bed like a doll; she savored the feeling of control over him, before crouching down and giving his member a single lick.
This resulted in Peanut whined loudly, feelings of pleasure and frustration filled his head. His legs kicked and he struggled to move his arms.
These feelings intensified when he felt a finger enter his tailhole.
She sighed and watched Peanut's eyes shut in enjoyment, her finger sliding inward and outward. He simplify stared down at cock, the red length throbbing quite faster thanks to the stimulation Grape was providing. Too bad she had to stop it minutes before his orgasm.
Peanut reeled again. Oh, what a terrible person Grape was.
"P-Please Grape." He begged. "L-Let me…"
Grape put a finger to Peanut's muzzle and smiled.
"You sorry?"
"Y-Yes..."
"Won't happen again?"
"M-Maybe."
"…"
"Yes..."
She positioned herself and kissed Peanut on the nose before sliding inward. With a single claw, she cut Peanut's bonds and allowed him to hold her as they contained. Peanut gasped at the suddenly pleasure and shut his eyes tightly. Grape could feel the warmth of his sex every time he was pushed inside her. She could feel his heartbeat through his canine member.
Peanut held onto Grape tighter as his breaths became shallow, mixed with whimpers and whines. He was getting close. Grape considered the thought of denying him this, but decided to be fair and simply nipped his shoulder instead.
Peanut pushed in as hard as he could. His knot swelling and driving Peanut's orgasm over the edge. His fingers dug into Grape's fur as his shallow breaths continued, his eyes still shut. Grape smiled, and allowed Peanut to finish, untying himself. He simply lied there, until finally he dozed off in the relaxing feeling of his afterglow. Grape looked over to him and smiled, happy that she had her... "Revenge".
"I agree." She whispered. "Now would be a good time for a nap."
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Vous Attachez, Vous Embrasser, Vous Vis
“N-No… No more. Not there…”
King squirmed as Fox shoved in another inch. He gasped and twitched, but remained on his knees, his back turned towards the husky. His front paws were cuffed together and prevented him from moving very far. His breath was slow and harsh, as if he just moved something heavy, and his face felt hot. “Don’t put it there anymore…” King begged, gripping the sheets of the bed tighter. He felt as if his ass was about to explode from the pressure, and his member twitched anxiously for attention. “Ah…No…Take it out, Fox…
Fox could only grin as he looked down at King. “I can’t do that.” He said quietly. “Even if it is you saying it…” He bent down and kissed King lightly on the ear before shoving another inch in, causing the helpless corgi to moan out Fox’s name. “Just for once I’m not going to listen to you…” The husky whispered.
It all started a week ago.
“Augh! Finally, that seminar is over! I cannot believe how Bino is capable of making such crap up!” King walked down the street of the cul-de-sac with Fox, sipping a soda Fox gave him. “Now that that’s over, what should we do now?” He asked Fox, who responded by wrapping his arm around King’s and kissing him on the forehead. “I guess if you think you’re ready for it, we could…” Fox’s voice trailed off and he kissed King’s forehead again.
King blushed anxiously and quickly looked around before allowing Fox to continue nuzzling. It had been four months since the two hooked up and King was still not used to dating someone other than a female, let alone someone of a different species. Ever since he and Fox began dating, King frequently pondered if it was Pete’s fault that he “switched sides”, but as the weeks rolled by, he began to feel happier with Fox than he did wit any girl he hooked up with in the past. So how he was worried how the others would think rather that how he thought of the whole situation.
“So.” Fox asked, the two of them sitting themselves on the yard in front of Fox’s house. “You wanna do it or what? I’d love to have you accept all of me…”
King flinched and gulped his soda down quickly. As the months passed he was getting more intimate with Fox. From hugging to cuddling to kissing, but he still wasn’t comfortable with Fox when it came to sex. The closest the two of them came to actual sex was when the corgi allowed Fox to suck him off two weeks ago.
King lied on his back and twitched his ear. He still didn’t have the courage to have Fox’s cock shoved into him, but Fox was so patient over the past few months. It would be a crime to allow him to wait any longer. King turned his head away from Fox, blushing slightly. “If it doesn’t hurt…” He said quietly. “I-I’ll do it.”
Fox bent over and kissed the corgi on the cheek before lying right next to him. “I’m so happy.” He hugged King and nuzzled him. “I love you, King…”
King woke up with a stirring buzz in his head. “Hn, wh-where am I?” He asked himself quietly. He looked around recognizing the area around him Fox’s room. Army posters hung from the walls, and Fox’s bomber jacket hung from a coat rack lying in the corner. As King tried to move he realized he was bound to a large, navy-green bed, lying on his back. His wrists were attached to the headboard of the bed by set of handcuffs and a thick cord, but his legs remained free.
“What the?!”
Fox suddenly entered the room, a mischievous grin swept across his face as he saw his captive look at him. “Ah, are you away now, King?” He asked in a seeming mocking voice. “I hope I didn’t put too much Isoflurane in your drink?” He said with a laugh, which only angered King. “Just what’s going on here?” King asked. “And why’d you tie me up?” He struggled to break free of the binds, but it was hopeless. King curled up his legs and looked at Fox with a nervous expression. “Fox, t-take this things off of me.” He said. But Fox responded by getting on the bed with King. “I’m afraid I can’t do that, King.” He said. He brought his muzzle to King’s, their lips inches apart. “I… I don’t like this…” King said, Fox ignored King’s comment and kissed him instead. “Hey, you said you’d go all the way with me, didn’t you?” Fox flicked his tongue out for a second before continuing. “So I’m going to make sure, no matter what, I won’t let you chicken out…”
Fox locked his muzzle with King’s, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Fox let out a large moan and trailed a paw down King’s small frame, stopping at his sheath and began toying at it with his fingers. “King flinched at the touch and shuddered, his tongue still dancing with Fox’s.
It wasn’t long until King’s member exposed itself fully. 7-inches complete with a swelling knot. Fox’s fingers moved and squeezed King’s knot delicately. King gasped and broke he kiss, shutting his eyes tightly and arching his back slightly. “No…” King pleaded, the pleasure teasing him. He looked down and watched as Fox’s paw moved up to the corgi’s shaft, pumping him slowly, lubing him up with the generous amount of pre his cock was producing. “No… Fox… Hah…” He gasped, his back arching again. He spread his legs apart, allowing Fox full access to his lower regions.
“Hm… King.” Fox said in a deep tone. “When I play with you, you feel it right away, don’t you?” King nodded weakly. Fox smirked. “That’s really cute and sexy.” He said, squeezing another moan from the corgi. “Don’t be stupid.” King said weakly. “When I said “all the way”, I didn’t mean like this…” He said before moaning again. “I just don’t want it to hurt.” He glanced down at Fox’s groin. The husky’s member was already erect at 8-inches, and it looked way too big for King to handle. Fox put a paw to King’s cheek. “It’s alright. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you…” He said.
“But then… What was the point of tying me up like this?”
Fox chuckled. “Didn’t I answer this before? I tied you up so that when I play with your ass you won’t stop me. Otherwise if I did something like this.” Fox pressed his finger lightly against King’s tailhole, causing the corgi to clench up. “You’d cover it with your paws, right?” He brought his other paw up to King’s right ear and began rubbing it. King moaned quite loudly. He suddenly gasped as he felt the tip of Fox’s member brush against King’s entrance. “I didn’t want you to say ‘I’m not ready for this again.’ Because that would drive me nuts. So I bound you to my bed just in case.” King gasped and braced himself, shutting his eyes and turning away. But he looked up as Fox a second later.
“It’s alright.” Fox said calmly, as if he was consoling a child. “I won’t put it in yet, since it’s your first time…” He moved his muzzle to King’s neck and kissed it. “I love you King.” He said quietly.
“Ah… Fox…” The corgi’s head swam. The combined pleasure of Fox sucking gently on King’s neck, combined with the gentle attention that his member was getting was causing King to drown in lust. Fox’s fingers stroked the wet tip of King’s member as the husky lightly nipped King’s collarbone, his muzzle kissing downward King’s body.
Fox’s licked the tip first, causing King to let out a soft cry, and then he proceeded to take him completely, making sure to clean the pre that dripped down the corgi’s quivering cock.
King gasped louder, clenching himself. “This isn’t good.” He thought. “I’m about to… to…”
But just as he was about to reach his climax. Fox stopped and pulled himself away, denying King from reaching his orgasm. King gasped as he felt something suddenly wrap around his member and tighten, directly under the knot. He looked down and to his surprise; Fox had wrapped his yellow bandanna around King’s member, preventing the corgi from cumming.
“Fox!” King yelled, his anger spurned by the feeling of a denied orgasm. “What the hell is this, untie me as once!” Fox smiled again and kissed his fingers. “Sorry about this.” Fox apologized, "But I’ll be easier on you if you’re still in the mood…” He lightly pressed his member against King’s. “Don’t worry, I’m holding back too.” He said softly. “I want today to be the first day I can cum inside you.”
King blushed and lowered his eyes slowly. “I wonder how that’ll feel...” He said quietly.
King gave out a strained cry as he felt Fox rub his finger against King’s tailhole, causing the corgi to cry out in pleasure. King was now on all fours now, fully exposed to Fox’s enjoyment. “Did I ever tell you how perfect your ass was, King?” Fox said quietly. King looked back at Fox. “No…” he said quietly before gasping again from the husky’s prodding. “I mean, look how your tailhole twitches at the slightest touch.” He smiled. “Not to mention its light pink color compared to the white fur around it. How cute.” Slowly, Fox pushed a finger inside the corgi. King let out a loud cry and clenched his teeth, his eyes welling with tears. “Ah…No…” He muttered quietly. But Fox didn’t hear him.
“Right now I have two fingers inside of you. Can you tell?” Fox said as he wiggled them around. King squirmed as he felt the fingers move around inside him. Fox continued this for a full five minutes before pulling his fingers out. King gasped for air, his body was riddled with want and lust. Now he didn’t care if it hurt, he wanted the husky, and he wanted him now. “Fox…” King said in a weak tone, his voice pleading for release.
Fox whispered softly to his corgi lover. “I don’t think I can hold out much longer…” He said, positioning himself at King’s tailhole again. “Can you tell?” He asked. “I want you so muck I’m burning up.” King squirmed and moaned. “Ah… Your cock…is hot...” He moaned. “Please…Take me…”
Fox nodded, gripping the corgi’s waist before beginning to push himself inwards. King gasped as inch by inch of the hot throbbing meat entered his body, pressing into him a filling him up with a balanced mixture of pleasure and pain. King shut his eyes tightly; his face grew hot and felt sharp points of pleasure around his body. “No…No more…I can’t take anymore…” He said as he felt Fox push himself deeper. “I’m already full…If you put anymore it…”
Fox could only grin as he looked down at King. “I can’t do that.” He said quietly. “Even if it is you saying it…” He bent down and kissed King lightly on the ear before shoving another inch in, causing the helpless corgi to moan out Fox’s name. “Just for once I’m not going to listen to you…” The husky whispered, pushing himself directly up to the knot.
King began moaning loudly as Fox began to thrust rapidly, each thrust delivering waves of pleasure through his body like electricity. Fox moaned as he gripped tighter on King’s hips his thrust hitting harder and faster each time. He bent over and whispered into King’s ear. “King… I’m finally glad you accepted this…” King could only give a small nod as Fox continued to pound him. “So this is how it feels to be with Fox…” He thought. “I’m so happy.”
Eventually, Fox began to reach his climax. His breaths began to sharpen and his thrust his harder. King felt the intensity of Fox rubbing and thrusting in him as such a quick pace. It blew his mind. “Fox...” He moaned. “I want to cum… Please.” Fox smiled and kissed King on the neck. “Ok then. We’ll do it together, King. You ready?” King gasped as he suddenly felt Fox push his knot entirely inside the corgi’s body, locking the both of them together. Fox bent over to King’s ear again, while at the same time removing the bandana that restrained the corgi’s member. “Do you feel it inside you?” The husky whispered, his hips now making small, paced thrusts. “It’s all the way in now…Swelling inside you.” King whimpered as Fox’s knot began to swell inside him before releasing Fox’s seed, spreading warmth all through King’s insides. The ecstasy King received from the feeling of Fox swelling up and filling him with cum drove him to his climax. He let out a loud cry as his own seed sprayed out in great lengths all over the bed.
The two did not move for several minutes, both of them recovering from the long and intense orgasm the received. It was Fox who recovered first. “King…” He said quietly, kissing King on the nose. The corgi gripped his lover tightly. “I haven’t had enough yet.” He whispered, looking Fox straight in the eyes. “I want more…”
Fox looked in surprise at how quick King was willing to go at it again, but responded by hugging the corgi tightly, a large grin forming on his face. “Very well. Just give me a few minutes to get ready…”
The next few days were especially wonderful for the both of them. Aside from eating and occasionally visiting the other pets, King and Fox spent most of their time simply fucking. Such a life almost consumed King completely.
But according to Fox…
“Sorry about making you wait for four months…”
“Don’t worry about it; we’ll be able to make up those months right away! After all, your ass ended up much hungrier than I expected…”
“You’re pretty perverted yourselves, obsessing so much over my ass…”
He was never the more happier.
King squirmed as Fox shoved in another inch. He gasped and twitched, but remained on his knees, his back turned towards the husky. His front paws were cuffed together and prevented him from moving very far. His breath was slow and harsh, as if he just moved something heavy, and his face felt hot. “Don’t put it there anymore…” King begged, gripping the sheets of the bed tighter. He felt as if his ass was about to explode from the pressure, and his member twitched anxiously for attention. “Ah…No…Take it out, Fox…
Fox could only grin as he looked down at King. “I can’t do that.” He said quietly. “Even if it is you saying it…” He bent down and kissed King lightly on the ear before shoving another inch in, causing the helpless corgi to moan out Fox’s name. “Just for once I’m not going to listen to you…” The husky whispered.
It all started a week ago.
“Augh! Finally, that seminar is over! I cannot believe how Bino is capable of making such crap up!” King walked down the street of the cul-de-sac with Fox, sipping a soda Fox gave him. “Now that that’s over, what should we do now?” He asked Fox, who responded by wrapping his arm around King’s and kissing him on the forehead. “I guess if you think you’re ready for it, we could…” Fox’s voice trailed off and he kissed King’s forehead again.
King blushed anxiously and quickly looked around before allowing Fox to continue nuzzling. It had been four months since the two hooked up and King was still not used to dating someone other than a female, let alone someone of a different species. Ever since he and Fox began dating, King frequently pondered if it was Pete’s fault that he “switched sides”, but as the weeks rolled by, he began to feel happier with Fox than he did wit any girl he hooked up with in the past. So how he was worried how the others would think rather that how he thought of the whole situation.
“So.” Fox asked, the two of them sitting themselves on the yard in front of Fox’s house. “You wanna do it or what? I’d love to have you accept all of me…”
King flinched and gulped his soda down quickly. As the months passed he was getting more intimate with Fox. From hugging to cuddling to kissing, but he still wasn’t comfortable with Fox when it came to sex. The closest the two of them came to actual sex was when the corgi allowed Fox to suck him off two weeks ago.
King lied on his back and twitched his ear. He still didn’t have the courage to have Fox’s cock shoved into him, but Fox was so patient over the past few months. It would be a crime to allow him to wait any longer. King turned his head away from Fox, blushing slightly. “If it doesn’t hurt…” He said quietly. “I-I’ll do it.”
Fox bent over and kissed the corgi on the cheek before lying right next to him. “I’m so happy.” He hugged King and nuzzled him. “I love you, King…”
King woke up with a stirring buzz in his head. “Hn, wh-where am I?” He asked himself quietly. He looked around recognizing the area around him Fox’s room. Army posters hung from the walls, and Fox’s bomber jacket hung from a coat rack lying in the corner. As King tried to move he realized he was bound to a large, navy-green bed, lying on his back. His wrists were attached to the headboard of the bed by set of handcuffs and a thick cord, but his legs remained free.
“What the?!”
Fox suddenly entered the room, a mischievous grin swept across his face as he saw his captive look at him. “Ah, are you away now, King?” He asked in a seeming mocking voice. “I hope I didn’t put too much Isoflurane in your drink?” He said with a laugh, which only angered King. “Just what’s going on here?” King asked. “And why’d you tie me up?” He struggled to break free of the binds, but it was hopeless. King curled up his legs and looked at Fox with a nervous expression. “Fox, t-take this things off of me.” He said. But Fox responded by getting on the bed with King. “I’m afraid I can’t do that, King.” He said. He brought his muzzle to King’s, their lips inches apart. “I… I don’t like this…” King said, Fox ignored King’s comment and kissed him instead. “Hey, you said you’d go all the way with me, didn’t you?” Fox flicked his tongue out for a second before continuing. “So I’m going to make sure, no matter what, I won’t let you chicken out…”
Fox locked his muzzle with King’s, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Fox let out a large moan and trailed a paw down King’s small frame, stopping at his sheath and began toying at it with his fingers. “King flinched at the touch and shuddered, his tongue still dancing with Fox’s.
It wasn’t long until King’s member exposed itself fully. 7-inches complete with a swelling knot. Fox’s fingers moved and squeezed King’s knot delicately. King gasped and broke he kiss, shutting his eyes tightly and arching his back slightly. “No…” King pleaded, the pleasure teasing him. He looked down and watched as Fox’s paw moved up to the corgi’s shaft, pumping him slowly, lubing him up with the generous amount of pre his cock was producing. “No… Fox… Hah…” He gasped, his back arching again. He spread his legs apart, allowing Fox full access to his lower regions.
“Hm… King.” Fox said in a deep tone. “When I play with you, you feel it right away, don’t you?” King nodded weakly. Fox smirked. “That’s really cute and sexy.” He said, squeezing another moan from the corgi. “Don’t be stupid.” King said weakly. “When I said “all the way”, I didn’t mean like this…” He said before moaning again. “I just don’t want it to hurt.” He glanced down at Fox’s groin. The husky’s member was already erect at 8-inches, and it looked way too big for King to handle. Fox put a paw to King’s cheek. “It’s alright. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you…” He said.
“But then… What was the point of tying me up like this?”
Fox chuckled. “Didn’t I answer this before? I tied you up so that when I play with your ass you won’t stop me. Otherwise if I did something like this.” Fox pressed his finger lightly against King’s tailhole, causing the corgi to clench up. “You’d cover it with your paws, right?” He brought his other paw up to King’s right ear and began rubbing it. King moaned quite loudly. He suddenly gasped as he felt the tip of Fox’s member brush against King’s entrance. “I didn’t want you to say ‘I’m not ready for this again.’ Because that would drive me nuts. So I bound you to my bed just in case.” King gasped and braced himself, shutting his eyes and turning away. But he looked up as Fox a second later.
“It’s alright.” Fox said calmly, as if he was consoling a child. “I won’t put it in yet, since it’s your first time…” He moved his muzzle to King’s neck and kissed it. “I love you King.” He said quietly.
“Ah… Fox…” The corgi’s head swam. The combined pleasure of Fox sucking gently on King’s neck, combined with the gentle attention that his member was getting was causing King to drown in lust. Fox’s fingers stroked the wet tip of King’s member as the husky lightly nipped King’s collarbone, his muzzle kissing downward King’s body.
Fox’s licked the tip first, causing King to let out a soft cry, and then he proceeded to take him completely, making sure to clean the pre that dripped down the corgi’s quivering cock.
King gasped louder, clenching himself. “This isn’t good.” He thought. “I’m about to… to…”
But just as he was about to reach his climax. Fox stopped and pulled himself away, denying King from reaching his orgasm. King gasped as he felt something suddenly wrap around his member and tighten, directly under the knot. He looked down and to his surprise; Fox had wrapped his yellow bandanna around King’s member, preventing the corgi from cumming.
“Fox!” King yelled, his anger spurned by the feeling of a denied orgasm. “What the hell is this, untie me as once!” Fox smiled again and kissed his fingers. “Sorry about this.” Fox apologized, "But I’ll be easier on you if you’re still in the mood…” He lightly pressed his member against King’s. “Don’t worry, I’m holding back too.” He said softly. “I want today to be the first day I can cum inside you.”
King blushed and lowered his eyes slowly. “I wonder how that’ll feel...” He said quietly.
King gave out a strained cry as he felt Fox rub his finger against King’s tailhole, causing the corgi to cry out in pleasure. King was now on all fours now, fully exposed to Fox’s enjoyment. “Did I ever tell you how perfect your ass was, King?” Fox said quietly. King looked back at Fox. “No…” he said quietly before gasping again from the husky’s prodding. “I mean, look how your tailhole twitches at the slightest touch.” He smiled. “Not to mention its light pink color compared to the white fur around it. How cute.” Slowly, Fox pushed a finger inside the corgi. King let out a loud cry and clenched his teeth, his eyes welling with tears. “Ah…No…” He muttered quietly. But Fox didn’t hear him.
“Right now I have two fingers inside of you. Can you tell?” Fox said as he wiggled them around. King squirmed as he felt the fingers move around inside him. Fox continued this for a full five minutes before pulling his fingers out. King gasped for air, his body was riddled with want and lust. Now he didn’t care if it hurt, he wanted the husky, and he wanted him now. “Fox…” King said in a weak tone, his voice pleading for release.
Fox whispered softly to his corgi lover. “I don’t think I can hold out much longer…” He said, positioning himself at King’s tailhole again. “Can you tell?” He asked. “I want you so muck I’m burning up.” King squirmed and moaned. “Ah… Your cock…is hot...” He moaned. “Please…Take me…”
Fox nodded, gripping the corgi’s waist before beginning to push himself inwards. King gasped as inch by inch of the hot throbbing meat entered his body, pressing into him a filling him up with a balanced mixture of pleasure and pain. King shut his eyes tightly; his face grew hot and felt sharp points of pleasure around his body. “No…No more…I can’t take anymore…” He said as he felt Fox push himself deeper. “I’m already full…If you put anymore it…”
Fox could only grin as he looked down at King. “I can’t do that.” He said quietly. “Even if it is you saying it…” He bent down and kissed King lightly on the ear before shoving another inch in, causing the helpless corgi to moan out Fox’s name. “Just for once I’m not going to listen to you…” The husky whispered, pushing himself directly up to the knot.
King began moaning loudly as Fox began to thrust rapidly, each thrust delivering waves of pleasure through his body like electricity. Fox moaned as he gripped tighter on King’s hips his thrust hitting harder and faster each time. He bent over and whispered into King’s ear. “King… I’m finally glad you accepted this…” King could only give a small nod as Fox continued to pound him. “So this is how it feels to be with Fox…” He thought. “I’m so happy.”
Eventually, Fox began to reach his climax. His breaths began to sharpen and his thrust his harder. King felt the intensity of Fox rubbing and thrusting in him as such a quick pace. It blew his mind. “Fox...” He moaned. “I want to cum… Please.” Fox smiled and kissed King on the neck. “Ok then. We’ll do it together, King. You ready?” King gasped as he suddenly felt Fox push his knot entirely inside the corgi’s body, locking the both of them together. Fox bent over to King’s ear again, while at the same time removing the bandana that restrained the corgi’s member. “Do you feel it inside you?” The husky whispered, his hips now making small, paced thrusts. “It’s all the way in now…Swelling inside you.” King whimpered as Fox’s knot began to swell inside him before releasing Fox’s seed, spreading warmth all through King’s insides. The ecstasy King received from the feeling of Fox swelling up and filling him with cum drove him to his climax. He let out a loud cry as his own seed sprayed out in great lengths all over the bed.
The two did not move for several minutes, both of them recovering from the long and intense orgasm the received. It was Fox who recovered first. “King…” He said quietly, kissing King on the nose. The corgi gripped his lover tightly. “I haven’t had enough yet.” He whispered, looking Fox straight in the eyes. “I want more…”
Fox looked in surprise at how quick King was willing to go at it again, but responded by hugging the corgi tightly, a large grin forming on his face. “Very well. Just give me a few minutes to get ready…”
The next few days were especially wonderful for the both of them. Aside from eating and occasionally visiting the other pets, King and Fox spent most of their time simply fucking. Such a life almost consumed King completely.
But according to Fox…
“Sorry about making you wait for four months…”
“Don’t worry about it; we’ll be able to make up those months right away! After all, your ass ended up much hungrier than I expected…”
“You’re pretty perverted yourselves, obsessing so much over my ass…”
He was never the more happier.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Experimentation
To think one would know a guy…
Fido lied on his back and watched the fan in his ceiling twirl and a sluggish rate. His eyes narrowed as he turned his head and looked out the window, the slight beams of sun pierced through the window blinds and struck his face. He turned only seconds after.
Fido rose off the couch and made way toward the kitchen. As he shut the refrigerator door, he couldn’t help but notice the photo stuck on the outside of the door. It was a picture of him and Fox, as puppies, playing in a garden of some sort. They were absolutely filthy, and Fox was laughing at how a small pile of dirt accumulated on the top of Fido’s head. Fido smiled warmly at the memory, but the smile went away seconds later. He poured himself a glass of orange juice and consumed it in 3 gulps. Setting the glass in the sink, Fido noticed a yellow note lying on the counter. It read:
“Dear Fido,
Went to the Dungeons and Dragons convention in Minnesota. I’ll be back in a week. If anything happens, please either call me on my cell or go to Bino’s house.
~Dad
P.S. Sabrina called earlier. She’s visiting relatives and won’t be back until next Tuesday.”
Fido crumpled the note in his hand and tossed it in the dumpster. Glancing back at the photo, Fido stared at the picture with a look of confusion and empathy.
The good old dogs club was having another weekly meeting. Bino was again making a hate speech toward cats, Fox was enjoying a book, not paying any attention to the meeting, and Fido just stood there, amused by how funny his younger brother acted.
“And if I find another doggie voodoo doll stuffed with kitty litter, I’ll go to that purple menace herself and shove it down her throat!”
A few dogs cheered, Fox did nothing, and Fido couldn’t help but laugh to himself. He knew that Bino couldn’t beat up a hamster, let alone a cat. Plus, he knew that Grape had beaten Bino countless times, often because he was annoying.
Bino glared at his older brother. “You got something to say, Fido?” He asked in a menacing tone. The other dogs stopped cheering and looked at Fido, who simply put up his paws and grinned. “Oh, nothing.” He said. “Please continue.”
Bino stared at Fido for a half-second before continuing. “Anyway, Grape thinks she can win by sending gay-ass dolls in our mail. Well she’s wrong.”
Fox’s ear twitched and he looked up from his book to look at Bino. Bino turned and noticed that Fox seemed to be glaring at him before the husky returned to his book. “What? Don’t tell me you’re skeptical about our plan too?” Fox said nothing; only the sound of a “Hm.” escaped him. Fido looked around with surprise at how suddenly quiet everyone was.
Bino, frustrated by Fox’s attitude, stepped off his podium and marched to where Fox was sitting. Fido gasped quietly as he watched Bino rip the book out of Fox’s paws. “HEY, are you listening?” He shouted. Fox looked up at Bino, the husky’s ears flattening. “I was reading that.” He muttered quietly. The other dogs stood frozen, watching the spectacle before them. Fido clenched his fists, ready to get involved if things got ugly.
“I don’t care.” Bino snarled. “We’re briefing on how to get back at the cats, and you’re just sitting here reading…” Bino took a minute to glace at the cover of the book. It was hot pink, believe it or not, with a black binding. There didn’t to seem to be anything written on the cover, so Bino flipped through a few pages before dropping it at Fox’s feet. “And you’re just sitting here reading some gay-ass shit and ignoring us.”
Fox’s ear twitched, an expression of offence formed on his face. “I beg your pardon?” He whispered, the husky’s voice almost inaudible. “Did you just say, ‘Gay-ass shit’?”
Bino smirked, poking the book with one of his toes. “Yeah.” He said in a rather nasty tone. “It’s all stupid, homo, bullshit.” He shrugged, slightly turning himself away from Fox. “You’d have to be a total queer to like that kind of stu-
At that moment, Fox’s fist met Bino’s face, his clenched paw landing directly on Bino’s muzzle.
The crowd gasped as Bino collapsed to the floor, the punch knocking him out cold. Fido looked with shock as he looked from Fox to the unconscious Bino, to Fox again. Fox walked over to the book. “Lucky for you,” He began, picking up the book and turning away from the other dogs. “I am.” And then he left, exiting through the club’s front door. The entire room was silent as a few dogs came over and helped Bino up. “Wuzzza…Huh?” He mumbled, looking toward Rex. “Mommy, is that you?”
Fido watched the dazed Bino recover for a few moments before turning his gaze to the door.
Fido walked out of the house and into the cul-de-sac, where the other pets were playing and chatting. However, Fido didn’t feel like going near any of them and merely sat at the curb in front of his house, staring at the street.
“Excuse me, but you do look troubled. Is something wrong?”
Fido looked up and saw Tarot standing there. He looked at her for a moment before resuming his staring contest with the street. “Hey Tarot.” He mumbled. A few moments of silence passed both of them before Tarot spoke again. “Would it have anything to do with Fox?” She asked, tiling her head slightly. Fido looked up at Tarot when he heard Fox’s name. He gave a slight nod. Tarot smiled and sat down next to Fido.
“You’re mad at him, are you?”
Fido gulped, choosing his words carefully, his gaze now locked on the asphalt.
“It’s not that… I’m not mad at all… It’s…”
Fido gripped the curb tighter, clenching his teeth. “I’ve known him since forever. We’re best pals. Why would he keep a secret like this from me, from anyone?” Tarot placed a paw on Fido’s shoulder. “That is a question you must ask him yourself.” She said calmly and quietly.
Fido’s head turned sharply at Tarot. “How?! I don’t even know where he is!” He snapped. Tarot blinked and stared at Fido, who apologized moments later. Tarot got up and began to walk away, turning her head towards Fido.
“He’s been residing in the forest since last night. If you go now he’ll still be there.”
Fido wandered through the forest for what seemed like hours. He called Fox’s name repeatedly, but there was no response. Fido sight and was about to turn and go home when his nose suddenly picked up the scent of burnt firewood coming from his left
“Fox.” Fido muttered to himself as he ran in the direction of the scent. Hopefully, his years in the academy would pay off, and he would find Fox. The thought of him alone out in the autumn night. It almost terrified Fido.
It wasn’t long before Fido reached where the scent was coming from. A campfire, dead, with a few small embers remaining, let out small traces of smoke in the air. Fido looked around and found a large blue sleeping bag lying on the ground, with a small bag lying next to it. Attached to the bag, were a set of dog tags. Fido gulped as he crouched down and shook it lightly, fearing for the worst.
The sleeping bag didn’t move…
Fido felt a pang of anxiety hit his stomach.
…at first, then it stirred as a white, furry head sprouted from the top of the bag.
“What th-“
His eyes widened at the sight of Fido looking at him. He quickly got out of the bag and stood upright, brushing leaves off his bomber jacket. “Oh, hey. What’s up?” He said with a nervous grin.
Fido got up and glared at the husky. He crossed his arms and stood there. “I need to talk to you.” He said.
Fox’s grin melted away and was replaced with a look of sadness. He reached for his bag and removed the dog tags, placing them around his neck. He sat down on a fallen log and looked at his scowling friend. “About what?” He asked calmly. Fido clenched his teeth in frustration. This must have been what Bino felt like yesterday.
“About yesterday!” Fido shouted. “I have two questions for you.” Fido held 2 fingers in front of Fox. “One: why did you punch Bino?” Fido lowered one finger. “And two…” Bino hesitated, gulping before continuing. “Are you really… Um… Well... You know…”
Fox sighed as he finished Fido’s question. “Gay?”
Fido flinched, but said nothing, sitting next to his husky friend. Fox stared at his feet for a few moments before answering.
“Yeah.”
Fox winced, peeking at Fido out of the corner of his eye. But Fido’s look of frustration was gone, replaced by one of confusion. “Since when?” He asked.
Fox looked up at the trees. “I guess since I visited my cousin’s, but I feel it’s a bit longer than that…” He fixed the color of his jacket, which stood out wrong.
“Why didn’t you tell me, or anyone else?” Fido asked.
Fox sighed. He adjusted his position so he was lying on the ground with his feet resting on the log. “I dunno, I guess I was afraid. Of what you would think, of what the other dogs would think.” He paused; his right paw cupped the left paw, the one that slugged Bino. “I guess Bino already knew, and he wanted me to know that he didn’t like it.” Fido wrapped his arms around his body and shivered. Fox noticed this and got up, removed his jacket and placed it on the shivering dog. “Here, this’ll keep you warm.” He said. “I’ll be fine.
The forest seemed quiet as Fido adjusted to the large jacket, his body heating up rather quickly. Fido’s nose picked up traces of Fox’s sent radiating from the jacket, but the powerful scent of the firewood made it barely noticeable. Fido stood up and smiled. “I don’t think the other dogs would mind.” He said. Fox looked at Fido, a look of confusion appeared on his face. “Huh?” he asked, sitting upright on the log. Fido chuckled.
“Fox, you’re an intelligent, kind fellow who’d give away his jacket to make someone happy. The dogs know this, I know this, and Bino knows this. I don’t think that they really care if you’re gay or not. What they care about is the kindness and help you’ll give to others. Sure, Bino’s a jerk. But if you come back, then you’ll prove you’re better that him. And I’m sure the others will accept you anyways. I mean, it’s not like you’re a criminal-turned-dog, are you?”
Fox gave a chuckle. “No, I guess I’m not. Thanks… I think...” Fido grasped Fox’s paw and shook it, a large grin formed on his face.
Fido sat down next to his friend and sighed. “So… Now what?”
Fox turned to Fido and grinned. “You got anymore ‘questions’ for me? Anything you want to know about ‘the other side’?” Fido laughed and shook his head. “No, no thank you.” Fox moved closer to Fido, arching and eyebrow. “C’mon, aren’t you the least bit ‘curious’?” He asked, his tone became strangely lower. Fido stiffened, but he let out a laugh. “Are you flirting with me?” He said.
“Maybe.”
Fido paused before he gave shrug and nodded his head. “Okay… Maybe I’m a ‘little’ curious…” He admitted quietly. He thought about what Sabrina was doing right now. Fox moved even closer, his muzzle right at Fido’s ear. “Have you ever kissed a boy before?” He whispered, his voice now dangerously low.
Fido gasped, his body suddenly felt warmer as he turned his head to look at the suggestive husky, his scent hitting Fido’s nostrils completely. Their muzzles were only inches apart. “W-Well I have thought about it…” He said, his voice trailing off as his muzzled pressed against Fox’s. Fido let out a muffled gasp, his stomach felt a light bit queasy, but the rest of his body felt like he was floating. He let out a soft moan as he felt Fox’s tongue wrestle with his own. He felt like he did the first time he spent a night with Sabrina.
The excitement of trying something new.
The anxiety of his fear of getting caught.
The euphoria of doing something that was considered “forbidden”.
Yes, Fido felt these feelings, and it was all from kissing his husky friend.
Fox broke the kiss and pulled away. Fido gasped as he suddenly felt Fox’s hand at his groin. “Don’t worry. If you don’t want to do this, I’ll understand.” Fido put a paw around Fox’s wrist, as if he wanted to pull it away. But he didn’t. He kept it there for a few seconds before he removed it, permitting Fox to continue, and so Fox did. Fox positioned himself in front of the police dog’s groin. Cupping Fido’s balls and toying with his sheath until, finally, Fido’s arousal was completely exposed, 7-inches of pink throbbing swollen meat. Fox looked up at Fido, whose expression was filled with lust and want. He nodded his head, allowing Fox to continue.
Fox grinned and pumped the erection in his hands a few times before he began to use his muzzle. Fido gasped as he felt Fox’s tongue trace around Fido’s hard member. He threw his head back and made a large moan as he felt Fox take him completely, sucking on Fido’s shaft gently. Fido’s nails scratched the log as Fox continued to blow him, his head bobbing from the tip all the way to the knot. After what felt like an eternity, Fido was snapped out of a pleasure filled daze by the cold autumn air that hit his sensitive cock, still wet with pre and saliva. He was about to ask why he stopped, but as he looked up, he was greeted by the 8-inches of red cock that belonged to Fox.
The husky placed his hands on Fido’s shoulders as he place his cock in front of Fido’s. He paused for a few minutes before glancing at Fido, who gave a slight nod, indicating that he was ready for whatever Fox had in store for him. Fox suddenly began thrusting up and down, up and down, slings his hips against Fido’s. Fido gasped and wrapped his arms around Fox’s neck, grasping him tightly as if to never let go. Fox continued to thrust harder, grinding both erections against each other. The natural lube created from their cocks made each thrust nice and smooth.
Fido was gone, the pleasure he felt in his cock, combined with the overpowering scent that came from Fox made him loose grip on himself and he thrusted his hips back, applying more pressure between the two throbbing members.
All of a sudden, Fox’s gasps became shorter, his thrusts harder and faster. Fido snapped out of his lust filled daze and realized that Fox was coming close, and so was Fido. He gripped tighter on the husky, his climax approaching like a freight train. He could feel his know swelling as it pressed against Fox’s knot, which began to swell as well. Fido began to moan loudly, bucking against Fox’s hardness faster and faster until finally…
“Oh, FOX! FOX!”
Fido blew his load first, covering Fox’s chest and Fido’s face in sticky seed, and then it was Fox, who covered Fido’s chest in the milky fluid. The two fell off the log and onto the ground. They were both spent, and tired, and did not move for several minutes, trying to catch their breaths. Fox looked at Fido. “So… did you… enjoy that?” He asked. Fido didn’t answer. He wiped as much seed off his face as he could, and whisked it away. He examined the small amount left on this thumb, licked it, and revolted at the taste. Fox chuckled. Fido looked at Fox, a wide grin on his face.
“You know, this doesn’t mean I’m gay.” He said.
“I know.” Fox said. “I’d say you’re more… ‘Bicurious’, that’s all.”
“Oh really?” Fido asked, crossing his arms. “And what do you suppose this was?”
Fox laughed. “Well, I’d say this was nothing more that a bit of ‘sexual experimentation’, that’s all.”
Fido lied on his back and watched the fan in his ceiling twirl and a sluggish rate. His eyes narrowed as he turned his head and looked out the window, the slight beams of sun pierced through the window blinds and struck his face. He turned only seconds after.
Fido rose off the couch and made way toward the kitchen. As he shut the refrigerator door, he couldn’t help but notice the photo stuck on the outside of the door. It was a picture of him and Fox, as puppies, playing in a garden of some sort. They were absolutely filthy, and Fox was laughing at how a small pile of dirt accumulated on the top of Fido’s head. Fido smiled warmly at the memory, but the smile went away seconds later. He poured himself a glass of orange juice and consumed it in 3 gulps. Setting the glass in the sink, Fido noticed a yellow note lying on the counter. It read:
“Dear Fido,
Went to the Dungeons and Dragons convention in Minnesota. I’ll be back in a week. If anything happens, please either call me on my cell or go to Bino’s house.
~Dad
P.S. Sabrina called earlier. She’s visiting relatives and won’t be back until next Tuesday.”
Fido crumpled the note in his hand and tossed it in the dumpster. Glancing back at the photo, Fido stared at the picture with a look of confusion and empathy.
The good old dogs club was having another weekly meeting. Bino was again making a hate speech toward cats, Fox was enjoying a book, not paying any attention to the meeting, and Fido just stood there, amused by how funny his younger brother acted.
“And if I find another doggie voodoo doll stuffed with kitty litter, I’ll go to that purple menace herself and shove it down her throat!”
A few dogs cheered, Fox did nothing, and Fido couldn’t help but laugh to himself. He knew that Bino couldn’t beat up a hamster, let alone a cat. Plus, he knew that Grape had beaten Bino countless times, often because he was annoying.
Bino glared at his older brother. “You got something to say, Fido?” He asked in a menacing tone. The other dogs stopped cheering and looked at Fido, who simply put up his paws and grinned. “Oh, nothing.” He said. “Please continue.”
Bino stared at Fido for a half-second before continuing. “Anyway, Grape thinks she can win by sending gay-ass dolls in our mail. Well she’s wrong.”
Fox’s ear twitched and he looked up from his book to look at Bino. Bino turned and noticed that Fox seemed to be glaring at him before the husky returned to his book. “What? Don’t tell me you’re skeptical about our plan too?” Fox said nothing; only the sound of a “Hm.” escaped him. Fido looked around with surprise at how suddenly quiet everyone was.
Bino, frustrated by Fox’s attitude, stepped off his podium and marched to where Fox was sitting. Fido gasped quietly as he watched Bino rip the book out of Fox’s paws. “HEY, are you listening?” He shouted. Fox looked up at Bino, the husky’s ears flattening. “I was reading that.” He muttered quietly. The other dogs stood frozen, watching the spectacle before them. Fido clenched his fists, ready to get involved if things got ugly.
“I don’t care.” Bino snarled. “We’re briefing on how to get back at the cats, and you’re just sitting here reading…” Bino took a minute to glace at the cover of the book. It was hot pink, believe it or not, with a black binding. There didn’t to seem to be anything written on the cover, so Bino flipped through a few pages before dropping it at Fox’s feet. “And you’re just sitting here reading some gay-ass shit and ignoring us.”
Fox’s ear twitched, an expression of offence formed on his face. “I beg your pardon?” He whispered, the husky’s voice almost inaudible. “Did you just say, ‘Gay-ass shit’?”
Bino smirked, poking the book with one of his toes. “Yeah.” He said in a rather nasty tone. “It’s all stupid, homo, bullshit.” He shrugged, slightly turning himself away from Fox. “You’d have to be a total queer to like that kind of stu-
At that moment, Fox’s fist met Bino’s face, his clenched paw landing directly on Bino’s muzzle.
The crowd gasped as Bino collapsed to the floor, the punch knocking him out cold. Fido looked with shock as he looked from Fox to the unconscious Bino, to Fox again. Fox walked over to the book. “Lucky for you,” He began, picking up the book and turning away from the other dogs. “I am.” And then he left, exiting through the club’s front door. The entire room was silent as a few dogs came over and helped Bino up. “Wuzzza…Huh?” He mumbled, looking toward Rex. “Mommy, is that you?”
Fido watched the dazed Bino recover for a few moments before turning his gaze to the door.
Fido walked out of the house and into the cul-de-sac, where the other pets were playing and chatting. However, Fido didn’t feel like going near any of them and merely sat at the curb in front of his house, staring at the street.
“Excuse me, but you do look troubled. Is something wrong?”
Fido looked up and saw Tarot standing there. He looked at her for a moment before resuming his staring contest with the street. “Hey Tarot.” He mumbled. A few moments of silence passed both of them before Tarot spoke again. “Would it have anything to do with Fox?” She asked, tiling her head slightly. Fido looked up at Tarot when he heard Fox’s name. He gave a slight nod. Tarot smiled and sat down next to Fido.
“You’re mad at him, are you?”
Fido gulped, choosing his words carefully, his gaze now locked on the asphalt.
“It’s not that… I’m not mad at all… It’s…”
Fido gripped the curb tighter, clenching his teeth. “I’ve known him since forever. We’re best pals. Why would he keep a secret like this from me, from anyone?” Tarot placed a paw on Fido’s shoulder. “That is a question you must ask him yourself.” She said calmly and quietly.
Fido’s head turned sharply at Tarot. “How?! I don’t even know where he is!” He snapped. Tarot blinked and stared at Fido, who apologized moments later. Tarot got up and began to walk away, turning her head towards Fido.
“He’s been residing in the forest since last night. If you go now he’ll still be there.”
Fido wandered through the forest for what seemed like hours. He called Fox’s name repeatedly, but there was no response. Fido sight and was about to turn and go home when his nose suddenly picked up the scent of burnt firewood coming from his left
“Fox.” Fido muttered to himself as he ran in the direction of the scent. Hopefully, his years in the academy would pay off, and he would find Fox. The thought of him alone out in the autumn night. It almost terrified Fido.
It wasn’t long before Fido reached where the scent was coming from. A campfire, dead, with a few small embers remaining, let out small traces of smoke in the air. Fido looked around and found a large blue sleeping bag lying on the ground, with a small bag lying next to it. Attached to the bag, were a set of dog tags. Fido gulped as he crouched down and shook it lightly, fearing for the worst.
The sleeping bag didn’t move…
Fido felt a pang of anxiety hit his stomach.
…at first, then it stirred as a white, furry head sprouted from the top of the bag.
“What th-“
His eyes widened at the sight of Fido looking at him. He quickly got out of the bag and stood upright, brushing leaves off his bomber jacket. “Oh, hey. What’s up?” He said with a nervous grin.
Fido got up and glared at the husky. He crossed his arms and stood there. “I need to talk to you.” He said.
Fox’s grin melted away and was replaced with a look of sadness. He reached for his bag and removed the dog tags, placing them around his neck. He sat down on a fallen log and looked at his scowling friend. “About what?” He asked calmly. Fido clenched his teeth in frustration. This must have been what Bino felt like yesterday.
“About yesterday!” Fido shouted. “I have two questions for you.” Fido held 2 fingers in front of Fox. “One: why did you punch Bino?” Fido lowered one finger. “And two…” Bino hesitated, gulping before continuing. “Are you really… Um… Well... You know…”
Fox sighed as he finished Fido’s question. “Gay?”
Fido flinched, but said nothing, sitting next to his husky friend. Fox stared at his feet for a few moments before answering.
“Yeah.”
Fox winced, peeking at Fido out of the corner of his eye. But Fido’s look of frustration was gone, replaced by one of confusion. “Since when?” He asked.
Fox looked up at the trees. “I guess since I visited my cousin’s, but I feel it’s a bit longer than that…” He fixed the color of his jacket, which stood out wrong.
“Why didn’t you tell me, or anyone else?” Fido asked.
Fox sighed. He adjusted his position so he was lying on the ground with his feet resting on the log. “I dunno, I guess I was afraid. Of what you would think, of what the other dogs would think.” He paused; his right paw cupped the left paw, the one that slugged Bino. “I guess Bino already knew, and he wanted me to know that he didn’t like it.” Fido wrapped his arms around his body and shivered. Fox noticed this and got up, removed his jacket and placed it on the shivering dog. “Here, this’ll keep you warm.” He said. “I’ll be fine.
The forest seemed quiet as Fido adjusted to the large jacket, his body heating up rather quickly. Fido’s nose picked up traces of Fox’s sent radiating from the jacket, but the powerful scent of the firewood made it barely noticeable. Fido stood up and smiled. “I don’t think the other dogs would mind.” He said. Fox looked at Fido, a look of confusion appeared on his face. “Huh?” he asked, sitting upright on the log. Fido chuckled.
“Fox, you’re an intelligent, kind fellow who’d give away his jacket to make someone happy. The dogs know this, I know this, and Bino knows this. I don’t think that they really care if you’re gay or not. What they care about is the kindness and help you’ll give to others. Sure, Bino’s a jerk. But if you come back, then you’ll prove you’re better that him. And I’m sure the others will accept you anyways. I mean, it’s not like you’re a criminal-turned-dog, are you?”
Fox gave a chuckle. “No, I guess I’m not. Thanks… I think...” Fido grasped Fox’s paw and shook it, a large grin formed on his face.
Fido sat down next to his friend and sighed. “So… Now what?”
Fox turned to Fido and grinned. “You got anymore ‘questions’ for me? Anything you want to know about ‘the other side’?” Fido laughed and shook his head. “No, no thank you.” Fox moved closer to Fido, arching and eyebrow. “C’mon, aren’t you the least bit ‘curious’?” He asked, his tone became strangely lower. Fido stiffened, but he let out a laugh. “Are you flirting with me?” He said.
“Maybe.”
Fido paused before he gave shrug and nodded his head. “Okay… Maybe I’m a ‘little’ curious…” He admitted quietly. He thought about what Sabrina was doing right now. Fox moved even closer, his muzzle right at Fido’s ear. “Have you ever kissed a boy before?” He whispered, his voice now dangerously low.
Fido gasped, his body suddenly felt warmer as he turned his head to look at the suggestive husky, his scent hitting Fido’s nostrils completely. Their muzzles were only inches apart. “W-Well I have thought about it…” He said, his voice trailing off as his muzzled pressed against Fox’s. Fido let out a muffled gasp, his stomach felt a light bit queasy, but the rest of his body felt like he was floating. He let out a soft moan as he felt Fox’s tongue wrestle with his own. He felt like he did the first time he spent a night with Sabrina.
The excitement of trying something new.
The anxiety of his fear of getting caught.
The euphoria of doing something that was considered “forbidden”.
Yes, Fido felt these feelings, and it was all from kissing his husky friend.
Fox broke the kiss and pulled away. Fido gasped as he suddenly felt Fox’s hand at his groin. “Don’t worry. If you don’t want to do this, I’ll understand.” Fido put a paw around Fox’s wrist, as if he wanted to pull it away. But he didn’t. He kept it there for a few seconds before he removed it, permitting Fox to continue, and so Fox did. Fox positioned himself in front of the police dog’s groin. Cupping Fido’s balls and toying with his sheath until, finally, Fido’s arousal was completely exposed, 7-inches of pink throbbing swollen meat. Fox looked up at Fido, whose expression was filled with lust and want. He nodded his head, allowing Fox to continue.
Fox grinned and pumped the erection in his hands a few times before he began to use his muzzle. Fido gasped as he felt Fox’s tongue trace around Fido’s hard member. He threw his head back and made a large moan as he felt Fox take him completely, sucking on Fido’s shaft gently. Fido’s nails scratched the log as Fox continued to blow him, his head bobbing from the tip all the way to the knot. After what felt like an eternity, Fido was snapped out of a pleasure filled daze by the cold autumn air that hit his sensitive cock, still wet with pre and saliva. He was about to ask why he stopped, but as he looked up, he was greeted by the 8-inches of red cock that belonged to Fox.
The husky placed his hands on Fido’s shoulders as he place his cock in front of Fido’s. He paused for a few minutes before glancing at Fido, who gave a slight nod, indicating that he was ready for whatever Fox had in store for him. Fox suddenly began thrusting up and down, up and down, slings his hips against Fido’s. Fido gasped and wrapped his arms around Fox’s neck, grasping him tightly as if to never let go. Fox continued to thrust harder, grinding both erections against each other. The natural lube created from their cocks made each thrust nice and smooth.
Fido was gone, the pleasure he felt in his cock, combined with the overpowering scent that came from Fox made him loose grip on himself and he thrusted his hips back, applying more pressure between the two throbbing members.
All of a sudden, Fox’s gasps became shorter, his thrusts harder and faster. Fido snapped out of his lust filled daze and realized that Fox was coming close, and so was Fido. He gripped tighter on the husky, his climax approaching like a freight train. He could feel his know swelling as it pressed against Fox’s knot, which began to swell as well. Fido began to moan loudly, bucking against Fox’s hardness faster and faster until finally…
“Oh, FOX! FOX!”
Fido blew his load first, covering Fox’s chest and Fido’s face in sticky seed, and then it was Fox, who covered Fido’s chest in the milky fluid. The two fell off the log and onto the ground. They were both spent, and tired, and did not move for several minutes, trying to catch their breaths. Fox looked at Fido. “So… did you… enjoy that?” He asked. Fido didn’t answer. He wiped as much seed off his face as he could, and whisked it away. He examined the small amount left on this thumb, licked it, and revolted at the taste. Fox chuckled. Fido looked at Fox, a wide grin on his face.
“You know, this doesn’t mean I’m gay.” He said.
“I know.” Fox said. “I’d say you’re more… ‘Bicurious’, that’s all.”
“Oh really?” Fido asked, crossing his arms. “And what do you suppose this was?”
Fox laughed. “Well, I’d say this was nothing more that a bit of ‘sexual experimentation’, that’s all.”
Monday, July 26, 2010
Sick Day
“Oh and Fido? Bino’s got a cold, so please keep watch over for him while I’m gone. Thank you.”
Fido sighed as he watched Bino’s Dad’s car drive off. He returned inside the house and began to sulk on the outside porch. “This blows.” He muttered quietly. He was off duty today, and was unable to find anything to do. So to cure his boredom, he decided to watch over his brother, Bino, while Bino’s dad took Maxwell to get a routine checkup at the vet. He suddenly began to regret ever taking the job in the first place, he wasn’t getting paid, Spo was “somewhere”, and now he was twice as bored as before. He began to think of asking Fox over when the sound of thunder tore through his thoughts. He raised his head sharply and discovered it was raining outside. “Great.” He muttered sarcastically as he entered the house.
Fido did not sit on the couch for less than a minute before he heard Bino’s raspy voice call out, “Dad. Dad?” Fido sighed and entered the bedroom, only to see the surprised face of Bino, his head the only thing visible under the covers. “What do you want Bino?” Fido asked. Bino just stared at him with confusion. “Where’s dad?” He asked with a cough. Fido sighed and crossed his arms. “He went to take Max to the vet, so he asked me to watch over you. He walked back to the living room. “Holler if you need anything. But Bino just grumbled sinking himself deeper into the covers.
Fido sighed for what seemed like the thousandth time and flicked on the TV. He suddenly began to wonder what Fox was doing. He recalled that he was planning on taking that corgi somewhere. But Fido wasn’t paying any real attention. After all, they were doing it at the moment. Fox’s ripped body pressing against Fido’s, their members rubbing against each other. Fido got chills just remembering about it, his hand unconsciously moving to his sheath. He began to pant as his thoughts became more and more erotic. But just as he was about to be in the moment, it was ruined by the annoying pitch of Bino’s voice, now calling out to Fido this time. Fido groaned in sexual frustration as he began to get up. But all of a sudden, a thought began to enter his mind. A strange and peculiar thought. Fido quickly shook it away. “Nah…” he thought, “Come on, it’s my brother for dog’s sake. Could I really…?” He glanced at the hallway leading to where Bino was resting.
“Could I really…?
Fido approached Bino’s bed and sighed. “What’s it this time, Bino?” He asked in a slightly anxious tone. Bino glanced up to Fido and shivered. “It’s cold in here, I’m freezing.” Fido felt a pang in this stomach for some odd reason. He looked over to the thermostat. “Bino, it’s 75 degrees, don’t you dare ask me to turn it up when it is boiling outside.” Bino sniffed and turned to his side, facing Fido. “Then could you at least put something here to make me feel warmer?”
Fido flinched in response to the question. “Don’t do it.” He repeated in his head. “Don’t do it. Do it. Don’t do it. Do it. Don’t do it. Don’t…” Fido gave a big sigh and turned towards the sickly dog. “Sure Bino.” He answered with a mischievous grin on his face. “And I’ve got just the thing…”
Fido went to the opposite side of the covers to Bino and began to get into the bed with him. Bino didn’t even get a chance to utter a word as Fido began to hold him in a spooning fashion, both of their bodies hidden under the covers. “Warmer yet?” Bino whispered in Bino’s ear quietly. Bino suddenly began to squirm, but was unable to escape Fido’s grasp over him. “Hey, what gives?” He shouted, still flailing. But Fido suddenly covered his muzzle with his right paw, causing Bino to come to a complete stop. “You know.” Fido whispered a playful look on his face. “I was having a wonderful fantasy a while ago, until you had to spoil it. His left paw suddenly began trailing down Bino’s stomach. “And now,” His left paw grasped Bino’s groin, causing a muffled yelp. “You’re gonna have to pay for that…”
Bino gave a muffled whimper as his brother continued to violate him, his eyes shimmered with tears. “Stop, please.” He said through Fido’s paw. But Fido simply licked Bino’s ear. “Sorry, not gonna happen.” He grasped Bino’s how erect member and squeezed, causing Bino to flinch slightly. “But it looks like you don’t really mind at all. Do you?”
Suddenly, Fido began pumping Bino’s shaft. His paw quickly moving from the tip all the way to the knot rapidity. Bino began to gasp and moan as feeling of pleasure began to erupt from him. Fido then removed the paw from Bino’s mouth and moved it to Bino’s knot, giving it light squeezes. Bino suddenly began to lightly thrust into Fido’s hands, his body moving rigidly under the bed sheets. It wasn’t long before Bino’s breath became short and his thrusts became faster. Fido recognized this and gripped his knot tightly with one paw as the other paw moved to the tip of Bino’s member, catching his seed as it spilled out. Bino let out a large moan as the orgasm washed over him, but the bliss he was experiencing was short-lived as he suddenly felt a burning pain erupt from his backside.
Bino screamed as Fido entered his brother’s tailhole with his member, using his brother’s seed as lubricant. He wrapped his arms tightly around Bino as he waited for Bino to stop screaming. When he finally did, Fido felt his chest spasm as Bino began to quietly sob. Fido sighed and licked Bino’s ear again. “Just relax.” He whispered. “And you’ll enjoy it, I promise.” Bino sobbed for a few more seconds followed by a cough before nodding.
As soon as Fido began thrusting again, Bino began to moan. His prostate was being poked repeatedly by Fido’s cock and it caused him to become hard again. His paws now gripping around Fido’s hips, as if he was trying to hold on to something. Fido bit his brother lightly on the shoulder as he began to thrust harder, a duet of moans erupting from the both of them. Fido reached over and grasped Bino’s member again, his fingers rubbing and squeezing the dog’s sensitive knot. Bino suddenly let out a large cry as he came, his seed spilling onto the bed and the sheets. This resulted in Fido, his member being squeezed by Bino’s tailhole, to loose it and shove him self directly into Bino. Bino gasped at pleasure and pain he received as Fido tied him. He came a third time as he felt Fido’s knot swell up inside him, and Fido received a much longer orgasm as a result.
Bino and Fido stared at each other, both of sticky and tired from their little endeavor. All Bino could do was lick Fido on the nose before falling asleep. Fido gave a warm smile before he began to fall asleep too, a final thought passing through his mind.
“I guess this wasn’t so boring after all. I wonder what Fox is doing…”
Fido sighed as he watched Bino’s Dad’s car drive off. He returned inside the house and began to sulk on the outside porch. “This blows.” He muttered quietly. He was off duty today, and was unable to find anything to do. So to cure his boredom, he decided to watch over his brother, Bino, while Bino’s dad took Maxwell to get a routine checkup at the vet. He suddenly began to regret ever taking the job in the first place, he wasn’t getting paid, Spo was “somewhere”, and now he was twice as bored as before. He began to think of asking Fox over when the sound of thunder tore through his thoughts. He raised his head sharply and discovered it was raining outside. “Great.” He muttered sarcastically as he entered the house.
Fido did not sit on the couch for less than a minute before he heard Bino’s raspy voice call out, “Dad. Dad?” Fido sighed and entered the bedroom, only to see the surprised face of Bino, his head the only thing visible under the covers. “What do you want Bino?” Fido asked. Bino just stared at him with confusion. “Where’s dad?” He asked with a cough. Fido sighed and crossed his arms. “He went to take Max to the vet, so he asked me to watch over you. He walked back to the living room. “Holler if you need anything. But Bino just grumbled sinking himself deeper into the covers.
Fido sighed for what seemed like the thousandth time and flicked on the TV. He suddenly began to wonder what Fox was doing. He recalled that he was planning on taking that corgi somewhere. But Fido wasn’t paying any real attention. After all, they were doing it at the moment. Fox’s ripped body pressing against Fido’s, their members rubbing against each other. Fido got chills just remembering about it, his hand unconsciously moving to his sheath. He began to pant as his thoughts became more and more erotic. But just as he was about to be in the moment, it was ruined by the annoying pitch of Bino’s voice, now calling out to Fido this time. Fido groaned in sexual frustration as he began to get up. But all of a sudden, a thought began to enter his mind. A strange and peculiar thought. Fido quickly shook it away. “Nah…” he thought, “Come on, it’s my brother for dog’s sake. Could I really…?” He glanced at the hallway leading to where Bino was resting.
“Could I really…?
Fido approached Bino’s bed and sighed. “What’s it this time, Bino?” He asked in a slightly anxious tone. Bino glanced up to Fido and shivered. “It’s cold in here, I’m freezing.” Fido felt a pang in this stomach for some odd reason. He looked over to the thermostat. “Bino, it’s 75 degrees, don’t you dare ask me to turn it up when it is boiling outside.” Bino sniffed and turned to his side, facing Fido. “Then could you at least put something here to make me feel warmer?”
Fido flinched in response to the question. “Don’t do it.” He repeated in his head. “Don’t do it. Do it. Don’t do it. Do it. Don’t do it. Don’t…” Fido gave a big sigh and turned towards the sickly dog. “Sure Bino.” He answered with a mischievous grin on his face. “And I’ve got just the thing…”
Fido went to the opposite side of the covers to Bino and began to get into the bed with him. Bino didn’t even get a chance to utter a word as Fido began to hold him in a spooning fashion, both of their bodies hidden under the covers. “Warmer yet?” Bino whispered in Bino’s ear quietly. Bino suddenly began to squirm, but was unable to escape Fido’s grasp over him. “Hey, what gives?” He shouted, still flailing. But Fido suddenly covered his muzzle with his right paw, causing Bino to come to a complete stop. “You know.” Fido whispered a playful look on his face. “I was having a wonderful fantasy a while ago, until you had to spoil it. His left paw suddenly began trailing down Bino’s stomach. “And now,” His left paw grasped Bino’s groin, causing a muffled yelp. “You’re gonna have to pay for that…”
Bino gave a muffled whimper as his brother continued to violate him, his eyes shimmered with tears. “Stop, please.” He said through Fido’s paw. But Fido simply licked Bino’s ear. “Sorry, not gonna happen.” He grasped Bino’s how erect member and squeezed, causing Bino to flinch slightly. “But it looks like you don’t really mind at all. Do you?”
Suddenly, Fido began pumping Bino’s shaft. His paw quickly moving from the tip all the way to the knot rapidity. Bino began to gasp and moan as feeling of pleasure began to erupt from him. Fido then removed the paw from Bino’s mouth and moved it to Bino’s knot, giving it light squeezes. Bino suddenly began to lightly thrust into Fido’s hands, his body moving rigidly under the bed sheets. It wasn’t long before Bino’s breath became short and his thrusts became faster. Fido recognized this and gripped his knot tightly with one paw as the other paw moved to the tip of Bino’s member, catching his seed as it spilled out. Bino let out a large moan as the orgasm washed over him, but the bliss he was experiencing was short-lived as he suddenly felt a burning pain erupt from his backside.
Bino screamed as Fido entered his brother’s tailhole with his member, using his brother’s seed as lubricant. He wrapped his arms tightly around Bino as he waited for Bino to stop screaming. When he finally did, Fido felt his chest spasm as Bino began to quietly sob. Fido sighed and licked Bino’s ear again. “Just relax.” He whispered. “And you’ll enjoy it, I promise.” Bino sobbed for a few more seconds followed by a cough before nodding.
As soon as Fido began thrusting again, Bino began to moan. His prostate was being poked repeatedly by Fido’s cock and it caused him to become hard again. His paws now gripping around Fido’s hips, as if he was trying to hold on to something. Fido bit his brother lightly on the shoulder as he began to thrust harder, a duet of moans erupting from the both of them. Fido reached over and grasped Bino’s member again, his fingers rubbing and squeezing the dog’s sensitive knot. Bino suddenly let out a large cry as he came, his seed spilling onto the bed and the sheets. This resulted in Fido, his member being squeezed by Bino’s tailhole, to loose it and shove him self directly into Bino. Bino gasped at pleasure and pain he received as Fido tied him. He came a third time as he felt Fido’s knot swell up inside him, and Fido received a much longer orgasm as a result.
Bino and Fido stared at each other, both of sticky and tired from their little endeavor. All Bino could do was lick Fido on the nose before falling asleep. Fido gave a warm smile before he began to fall asleep too, a final thought passing through his mind.
“I guess this wasn’t so boring after all. I wonder what Fox is doing…”
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