Raburīburazā

Bino’s eyes began to ache the minute Akira Sojo appeared on the small TV. In a few minutes, Akira would scream out what sounded like gibberish, and then effectively blind whoever watched the show with a Technicolor nightmare which would probably give anyone an epileptic seizure in mere seconds.

“このファンフィクションはたわごとの完全な一部です。それは、黒田は別のものを書くことにしたことが奇跡です。私は、リックグリフィンは黒田の契約をレイアウトしていないことに驚いて。私があなただった場合、私は物語のこの列車事故の読み取りを停止し、可能な限り遠く黒田から滞在する!”Akira shouted, before filling the screen with random flashes of cyan and magenta light.

“Wait, what the hell did he just say?” Bino asked, rubbing his eyes, which thankfully still worked.

Joey, who was lying on the floor right next to him, was glued to the flashing screen. He was even wearing Akira’s signature red “Chichi no Fundoshi” headband. “He said that he will destroy the evil “Sutereotaipu no Shokushu Reipumonsutā” and return peace to “Dōhō-ai”.

Bino almost gagged at the sound of Joey’s seemingly perfect Japanese. But then again, it did seem to fit him. As Bino sighed in discontent, he looked around the room. It was an otaku’s paradise. There were plastic throwing stars and kunai scattered all over the floor. There were posters to almost every kind of anime there was splattered on the walls of the room, there were so many posters, that Bino could barely even see the walls themselves. There wasn’t even a traditional bed, just a small mattress with a single sheet lying over it, along with a stack of graphic novels sitting by its side. In the middle of the room was a small TV, rapidly spewing out flashes of colored light, with the latest gaming system sitting in front of it. Most of Joey’s games, typically, were Japanese based and were too complex for Bino to even read, let alone play.

Bino got up and headed towards the door. Joey turned his head as he noticed his older brother’s movement. “Hey Oni-chan, where are you going?”

Bino stopped dead in his tracks and nearly cringed at the sound of his brother’s voice calling him, “Oni-chan.”

“I’m getting a drink…” He muttered quietly. Joey raised one of his eyebrows.

“You better not be leaving the house, baka. Dad said you have to watch over me for the entire night.”

Bino clenched his quivering fist; it took everything in his power to prevent himself from punching that little idiot. “I. Know. That. Joey.” He muttered through his teeth. “Now let me get a drink!”

As Bino walked out of the room, he couldn’t help but notice the small block of wood that hung on the outside of Joey’s door. It had two carvings of Joey’s name. One was in English, and the one below it was written in Japanese kanji. Bino sighed in disgust.

Bino rummaged through the refrigerator furiously, looking for a certain drink that he hoped would make the night bearable.

Cream soda. “No.”

Grape soda. “Nope…”

Cucumber soda. “Ew.”

Orange soda. “Ah, there we go.”

Bino didn’t even take a step back before knocking back the whole can. He let out a loud burp and crushed the can with his fist. Why the hell was he supposed to watch out for Joey anyway? He was a grown dog. He didn’t need to listen to authority figures. Plus, he didn’t like his brothers anyway. Joey was a social leper who acted like a total dork, and Fido was… was… was just all around not nice.

Just the thought of Fido caused Bino to remember that day. Bino was terribly sick, and Fido had to watch over him. Bino told his dad that he slept through the majority of the day, and didn’t even notice that Fido was there. But what actually happened was far, far, different.

“Stop, please.”

“Sorry, not gonna happen. But it looks like you don’t really mind at all. Do you?”

The orange soda can hit the refrigerator door with a loud clang. Bino, who looked rather furious, growled silently. He then realized tears were beginning to form in his eyes, but the dog quickly rose his head up and stemmed their flow.

“Goddammit…” he cursed silently to himself. How could he have let that happen, how he could have been so helpless, so weak? He stomped back to Joey’s room, his frustration building slowly inside him. Joey was no help however, as Bino was pelted with throwing stars the minute he walked through the door. Bino didn’t even flinch and the stars bounced off his chest fur, but a large scowl began to form on his face.

“Watashi wa tōmei no yō ni sorera no ma de idō shimasu... Koto.” Joey shouted with glee, pelting Bino with another set of throwing stars. Bino’s scowl grew each second. He was certainly not in the mood for this. “Subete no bēguru, sore wa anata ga kore made ni nai hodo bēguru ni shitai to omou subetedesu!” Joey suddenly ran up and grabbed Bino by his shoulders. Bino did nothing but glare at the weeaboo, who was oblivious to Bino’s rising anger. “Banzūmu! Watashi wa mafin o ete iru, Oni-chan!”

At last, Bino snapped. Almost instantly, he grabbed Joey and threw him down on the mattress. When Joey tried to get back up seconds after, Bino kicked him back down. “W-what’s wrong Oni-“

“SHUT UP!” Bino screamed, “Shut up, shut up, shut up! Are you even aware of how annoying you are?!” Joey let out a forced cry as Bino sat on his stomach and repeatedly smacked him on the head. “Enough with the fucking anime shit already. Dammit.”

Joey began flailing as he tried to push his brother off him, but all Bino did was hold his arms to the mattress. When Joey finished his rather pointless struggle, he let himself catch his breath before tearing up. “You’re a pathetic loser, you know that?! You’re… You’re a… You…”

Bino’s face heated up at the sight of Joey’s helpless, trembling, form lying under his own. His breath caught as he felt Joey’s wrists pulse thanks to his accelerated heart rate.

Bino looked away and grimaced. “No…” he thought to himself. “This can’t be happening… There’s no way I would…” Bino tried to submerge his new emotions, smothering them with his apparent anger, but simply glancing at Joey would cause them to resurface again.

Bino didn’t even have to look to realize his member was starting to poke out of its sheath. Bino felt his heart race. Was he really going to do what he was thinking about doing?  It was wrong, so to speak, but Fido didn’t seem to care, and he’s a police dog. He probably felt like how Bino felt now, and managed to satisfy his emotions with a quick one.

Bino looked back down at the pathetic Joey, whose face was a mix between confusion and fear, as the young dog gulped. He was a sobbing mess, his small frame moving up and down sharply as his quiet sobs continued.  He quickly realized that there was no way he was going to get out of this without some form of pleasurable contact. However, it seemed that Fido managed to get over what he did very quickly, so it was up to Bino to do the same.

At last, as the last wall of his resistance fell, he almost instantly went in and forcibly kissed Joey on the muzzle. Joey’s eyes widened at the new sensation and he tried to push away, but found himself unable to do so. He let out a muffled cry as he felt Bino’s tongue penetrate the young hound’s virgin muzzle. Joey’s face flushed at the strange sensation he experienced, and the struggling suddenly stopped.

Minutes later, Bino pulled away, a single, fading thread of saliva connected their tongues for only a few seconds before disappearing. The boys both looked at each other, panting wildly. “W-what was that?” Joey said between breaths. Bino tilted his head. “That was a kiss, stupid. I kissed you.” He couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth.

 Joey paused for a moment before speaking, his head tilted down slightly and his face flushed. “I-I don’t think we should be doing this… I feel a bit funny…”

Bino grew even hotter thanks to his brother’s expression, and by the look of Joey’s crotch, the pup was more or less confused about the situation. Good, that was going to make dealing with this situation a whole lot better, mainly because this meant that Joey would be able to be manipulated into doing what Bino wanted.

“I don’t care.” He muttered, which was mostly true. He just wanted to satisfy this one moment of lust and then drown it in orange soda. “I honestly. Don’t. Care.”

Bino sat on the mattress and grabbed Joey’s legs, pulling the pup towards him. Joey gasped at the sudden movement, and looked in surprise at his brother’s 7-inch member, now fully erect and exposed.

“Wh-“ Was all Joey managed to get out before he felt a paw press on the back of his head, forcing the young pup’s muzzle closer to Bino’s throbbing doghood.

“Lick.” Bino commanded. “Lick, or I swear to dog, I’ll hurt you like never before…”

Joey hesitated before slowly dragging his tongue across the crimson length. Bino flinched at the sensation, but didn’t hesitate to continue ordering his younger brother. “Go on.” He said. “Keep going.”

Joey continued to lick the member a few more times before Bino ordered him to suck on it, and so he hesitantly did. Bino placed a paw on Joey’s head, keeping him from pulling away, and lightly bobbed it up and down, feeling the dog’s wet tongue wrap around his length.  It felt great, fantastic even…

Wait a minute…

Bino pulled Joey away and looked at him straight in the eyes. “You’ve done this before, haven’t you?”

Joey looked away, if the fur on his face was shaved, he would be blushing. “Well… Um… Y-yeah…”

As Joey got up and went towards his stack of graphic novels and took a single book from the near top. As he returned to Bino, Bino noticed that Joey’s member was slightly protruding from his sheath. Joey kneeled back down and handed Bino the book, which turned out to be a Yaoi graphic novel.

“I got that from Lester when he gave me his old collection. At first I was surprised, but then… I-I began to like it…” Bino silently flipped through the book before tossing it to the floor. So was Joey really into this stuff? So did all three of the brothers like dicks? Only one way to find out.

“So, how’d you get so good at…?” Bino made a gesture for fellatio. “That?”

“Oh! I practiced on myself.”

Bino gave Joey a skeptical expression.

“No really, watch!”

Bino nearly gasped in amazement as Joey folded himself, his ankles at level with his ears, and his rear facing Bino. As Bino moved so he could see Joey’s head, he was surprised to see that Joey was already fully hard, and was now pumping his own cock into his own muzzle.

Bino continued to watch and his right paw moved unconsciously to his neglected doghood. He gently glided up and down on the throbbing member, watching the display in front of him. Joey changed positions, and how he was on his knees, bent forward, and began to pump his hips toward his upside down maw. Bino’s head swam, mainly from watching the display in front of him, but also the small, moans that escaped Joey began to push him off the edge. His body tingled with arousal. It was now time to take action.

Quickly, but calmly, he managed to get Joey to pull away from his member and lightly pushed him to the ground. He then positioned himself over him, but he was positioned so that his own member dangled in front of Joey’s face while the younger hound’s member bobbed in front of him. Bino sighed as he watched the hard meat throbbing before him. Gulping slightly as he opened his mouth and slowly placed the hard member into his mouth.

He heard Joey gasp softly, before doing the same to Bino. Bino examined the foreign object with his tongue. It wasn’t bad. It was only a tiny bit salty, but not bad at all. He tilted his head forward and began bobbing up and down, getting used to the sensation of a cock in his mouth. It was after a few extra bobs that he truly began sucking, while Joey did the same. After a few minutes of this, their bodies turned until they were on their sides. They quickly too advantage of this and the two canines began thrusting their hips instead of their heads.

It wasn’t long until Bino finally decided to finish this little exchange off. He needed to release, bad, and there was going to be only one way to do it without scarring Joey for life. Pulling himself away, he quickly pushed Joey until he was on his back again, and then crawled on top of him. Bino silently placed both his and Joey’s members in one paw and began pumping, jerking both dicks at the same time.

Joey stretched as he felt the pleasure flow freely in his member. Bino and Joey both panted vigorously as Bino kept pumping. The saliva from the 69 only managed to add lubrication to the mix, resulting in the pleasure to increase even further.

It wasn’t long before Bino could tell Joey was starting to get close. The young dog’s breaths were getting shorter, and his knot was starting to swell up quickly. Bino quickly took his other paw and wrapped it around Joey’s swelling knot, resulting in Joey to do the same. They felt their knots swell up, and it drew them quicker and quicker to the edge.

“Hey Joey?” Bino whispered. His hand was almost a blur, pre dribbled out of his love shaft.

“Yeah?”

“Are you about to…?”

“Yeah…” Joey replied in a rushed, breathless voice. His member throbbed with a warning.

Bino hesitated before speaking. “Say it…”

“What”

“Call me that name, quickly…”

“RealLY?” Joey’s hips bobbed.

“Yeah…” Bino groaned as he began reaching his peak.

Joey’s eyes shut tightly as his orgasm began to overtake him. He gripped Bino’s knot and his own tightly and yelled out “OH, ONI-CHAN!” Before they kissed, their cocks erupted in a duet of squirts as seed splattered all over Joey’s torso and member.

As episode eleven-thousand and forty seven of Akira Sojo ended. It ended without being watched by either Joey or Bino, as he had found a better way to spend the night than to watch blinding TV shows with horrible voice acting and lame plot twists. Bino didn’t admit that he enjoyed what happened between him and his stupid little brother. But Joey knew it, and he knew it every time since that day, especially when he discovered that Bino had volunteered to babysit Joey the week afterwards.

“Oh, what could’ve gotten into him?” Joey remarked playfully, as he waltzed back into his room. Surely Squeak would eventually find out, most likely by catching them in the act. But until then, Joey didn’t seem to mind. Hell, she’d probably enjoy it in the right circumstances…

Blessed Be

Alone, he always felt alone. Loneliness was his closest friend.

He felt alone when he ate, when he slept, he always felt alone.

His parents emotionally abandoned him, and when he left with his pets, they abandoned him too.

Then, he was changed against his will by a fool into a creature, only to be abandoned a third time by that same fool.

And now he resides in a house of wolves and has only one person that he could consider a “friend”, and he wonders how long it will be until they abandon him too…

---

King awoke with a slight groan as his alarm clock blasted its shrill alarm into his canine ears. Seconds later, it hit the wall and shattered into bits. He did not want to get up today, but he had no choice, as he was now unable to go back to sleep.

The corgi’s eyes remained shut as he stood in the shower. His head tilted upward and his ears flattened back as he relished the therapeutic tingle as the water hit his face. He rubbed his paws, which were supposed to be hands, over his muzzle, which was supposed to be a mouth. Then King, who was supposed to be Joel, got out of the shower, dried himself off with a towel hanging from the door, and made a big sigh before walking out of the bathroom and starting his day.

King didn’t even leave the house for five minutes without Bino in his face. This was going to be a rather lovely day, King just knew it.

“Where you goin’, shorty?” Bino asked, his voice dripping with an antagonistic tone. “Off to find your owner again?”

King looked up at Bino with a blank stare. Ever since the Christmas party, Bino seemed like the worst dog on the planet. But now, he looked like an utter fool. What with the bandage wrapped around his nose.

As King glanced at the group of dogs that followed Bino, he realized that Fox was nowhere to be seen. This was odd, because Fox usually was Bino’s “right-paw dog”, as Fox would say.

“What’s with the bandages, Bino?” King asked. He was not in the mood to take Bino’s crap, so he decided to reverse some of Bino’s nastiness back at him. “Did you think you weren’t pretty enough?”

Bino shoved him. “Shut the hell up, twerp.” Bino yelled. “I got in a fistfight with a gang of street cats.” He turned to his comrades, and raised his eyebrows. “Which I won, of course.” The dogs nodded in agreement, despite knowing what a hideous lie it was.

“Uh-huh…” King said as he crossed his arms. “You haven’t seen Fox around, have you?”

Bino’s brow furrowed as he turned back to King. “Nope.”

King raised an eyebrow. “Anytime I might see him, say, at the club?”

Bino shook his head and let out a rather mean looking smile. “Sorry, Fox isn’t allowed in the club no more.”

King’s eyes widened in shock. “W-what, why?”

Bino stared at King in surprise. “Are you serious? You don’t know?”

King let out a small growl before taking a deep breath. “Know what?” He asked.

Bino paused for an entire four seconds before he burst out laughing. He laughed so hard that he had to kneel down on the pavement.

“W-why don’t you as him yourself? Ha.” Bino rasped, wiping tears from his eyes. “You’ll be surprised…”

King looked and looked for Fox, but he was nowhere in sight. He wasn’t at the park; he certainly wasn’t at the clubhouse. He wasn’t even at the library. That surprised King, since Fox was usually there most of the time.

Luckily, after what seemed like hours of searching, he managed to find Fido, who was apparently writing a ticket for a fire hydrant.

“Unlawful urination.” He muttered, posting the ticket on the hydrant. “Let’s see Rex try to pull that off again.” He then noticed King and gave a nod of recognition. “Hey King, what’s up?”

King looked at the yellow ticket resting on the hydrant, and then furrowed his brow. “Really? ‘Unlawful urination?’ Really?” Fido shrugged. “It’s been rather boring lately; if I didn’t do something I’d have snapped.”

The corgi shook his head. “Anyway, I was wondering if you’ve seen Fox lately. I’m trying to find him.”

“Yeah, he’s at his house, probably still sleeping.”

His house. The one place King didn’t even bother to check. Stupid.
 King facepalmed himself. “Thanks.” He muttered.

Fido grinned. “I know. He’s not really an outside dog.” Fido put a paw to his chin. “But you have to admit, after drinking like that…”

“Drinking? Fox drank?”

Fido nodded. “Yeah, Sasha told me that she, Sabrina, Daisy, and Grape took Fox with them on their, ‘Girl’s night out’, after Bino kicked him out of the dog’s club.”

King gave a confused look. “Why did he do that?”

Fido gave a look of complete surprise. King was surprised at how wide the police dog’s eyes became.

“YOU DON’T KNOW?!” He shouted at King, which caused the corgi to flinch and step back.

“No, I try not to impede on people’s business…” The corgi said, now wondering if he was going to lose his hearing.

Fido scratched his head. “Uh… Well… Apparently… God, this is awkward.”

King began to grow impatient. “Well? What happened?”

Fido closed his eyes and lightly pinched the space between them. “Apparently, Fox is gay, and Bino didn’t like that sort of thing. So, he kicked him out.”

King froze. “He’s g-gay?” The corgi whispered.

Fido nodded his head slowly. “Yup. Apparently, Bino was making fun of a book that Fox was reading, called it a “gay-ass book.” Fox then punched him and said he was gay, and Bino kicked him out. He even said, ‘Bye-bye fag.’ as Fox left, the jerk.”

King felt his insides churn a little, not because of Fox’s sexuality, but because of Bino’s cruelty to Fox.

“Although.” Fido continued. “I do believe that Bino was madder at the fact that Fox punched him, rather than that he was gay.” He shook his head. “I don’t have a problem with gay people. In fact, the first thing I did when I found out about this was that I yelled at Bino…”

But what he said suddenly became worthless, because the corgi he was talking to was gone.

---

“And then, I discovered I was lactose intolerant.” Rex said proudly to Bino and a few other dogs at the Good Ol Dog’s Club.

“Huh.” Bino smirked; He was leaning against the podium, which was securely nailed to the floor. The bandage that made him look ridiculous was gone now, but his nose was still slightly swollen, which made him even more ridiculous looking than before. “That proves I’m never going to jet-ski in my life.”

“Or go near any cactuses!” Another member chimed in.

“Generic comment of agreement, followed by a humorous pun.” Another said afterward.

They all laughed together, but their laughter died down when then noticed King enter the door and begin to talk up to Bino.

“Well, it seems King has returned. Did you find your ‘queen’ yet?” Bino snarled, which resulted in this cronies laughing with him. Rex, however, remained silent, and simply walked out the door, unnoticed by either Bino or King.

King pointed a finger at Bino and the laughter stopped. “You think it’s funny to insult someone because their different, huh? You enjoy hurling insults at anyone you don’t like, right?”

Bino grinned. “Yeah, and your point is…?

King growled. He was now extremely pissed off. “What gives you the right to do such? You have no right to kick Fox out just because he’s different!”

Bino raised an eyebrow. “Oh really?” He suddenly walked right up to King, his eyes were menacing, like a cobra ready to strike. “Why are you so upset over what happened to Fox? Why do you care? I’m just curious.”

King froze again. Why was he suddenly defending Fox? Of course, Fox was King’s best friend, if only friend. But something was telling him there was more to it than that.

King suddenly remembered his time at college, as Joel. He remembered playing D&D with a few human friends. He partied with them, watched movies with them. He never felt like they were truly close friends, but he enjoyed their company.

He remembered how the jocks would bully him because he never bothered with sports. How they would hurl homophobic insults at him because he was never with any girls. It was strange how such words as “faggot” or “fairy” bothered him to the point of rage.

Then, he remembered a young man visited Joel and his friends. He wore a pink tank-top and short-shorts. To Joel, he looked rather ridiculous, but his friends didn’t seem to mind.

That perspective changed when the man sat with him on a couch and talked to him.

Then he kissed him.

And Joel suddenly didn’t mind the man’s wardrobe.

Of course, the man eventually left. Joel was left with an utter sense of loneliness, which was natural for him, but a sudden realization accompanied that loneliness.

When Joel realized what that feeling was, he locked it away and tried to hide it as much as he could. He began acting as a womanizer, trying to find ways sleep with women, to find them attractive. 

But they all failed, and Joel was left with his true feelings trapped inside him, hurting him from the inside.

After he graduated, Joel decided to join an activist group to put his mind off of himself. He joined PETA with the help of a distant acquaintance, and began the crusade to rescue animals. However, his did not quell the trapped feelings, but rather intensified them by adding the constant reminder of his terrible past.

It was three week after he joined PETA that he would be arrested.

And a week after that, he was turned into a creature.

An hour after that, he met a new friend.

Two hours after that he met an enemy.

Several months later, he would discover the truth of the universe.

And now, Joel rediscovered the side of himself he locked away all those years ago.

It was at that moment that King realized why he was protecting Fox. He knew it instantly.

Fox was just like that man those years ago. He was open with himself, despite the hate that was directed towards him. King didn’t defend Fox because he was his friend.

King defended Fox because he had fallen smitten for him. As Joel did for that man years ago. 

He knew there would be things he would need to get over, like the basic fact that he was a dog. But that fact strangely didn’t bother him, probably because he was now a dog himself.

King looked up with blazing eyes as Bino. “Because we ‘homos’ have to stick together!” He shouted, and suddenly he found that his foot had swung itself directly into Bino’s crotch.

The hound let out an agonized cry and fell over, crumpling into a ball. His eyes watered and his body trembled. “Dammit…” He whispered. King felt like apologizing for a second, but instead dusted his paws and walked out of the clubhouse. The other dogs stared in silence before tending to their pathetic leader.

---

King sighed as he knocked on the door to Fox’s house. There was silence for a few moments before he heard the clatter of stuff followed by rushed footsteps. 

As the door swung open, King was greeted by a rather worn out Fox. His fur was matted and wild, and he was wearing neither his bandanna nor his coat. His eyes, which were half-closed, widened slightly as he recognized who was standing at his door.

“Oh, hey King.” Fox said cheerfully, but his voice was slightly strained from waking up so abruptly. “What can I do for you?”

King sighed. “I know.” He said in a rather deadpan manner. He wanted to waste no time fooling around with this matter.

Fox rubbed the back of his head and looked around anxiously. “Um… Yeah. Listen, how’s about we continue our conversation inside…”

So Fox let King inside his house and they sat in Fox’s living room, which had a single couch and was decorated with all kinds of army military.

“Yeah, my dad’s a bit of a ‘military nut.” Fox said in a slightly nervous tone, gesturing to a military jacket hanging on the living room wall. “This was his son’s jacket when he was little, you know.”

King sat on the couch and gave a straightforward look at Fox.

Fox sighed. “What do you know?”

King explained to Fox everything that happened that morning, from his talk with Fido to kicking Bino in the groin.

“Man.” Fox chuckled. “He’s going to feel that for a while.”

King crossed his arms. “How long have you been... You know… Gay?”

Fox picked up a crystal paperweight that was sitting on an end table next to the couch and played with it. “Ever since I went to Kansas, which was a while before you arrived here.”

“Did anyone know before yesterday?”

Fox closed his eyes and sighed. “Only a few of the other pets. My cousin, Peanut and Fido in particular…” He smiled slightly.

“Were you trying to hide it?”

Fox rubbed his eyes. King noticed that tears were forming in the husky’s eyes. “Y-yes.” Fox tilted his head up and tried to stem the flow, but he couldn’t help it and broke down crying.

King was speechless, never once did he see Fox cry. Sure, he saw the husky get angry at times, even violent. But never once did he see him cry. King gulped as he felt himself begin to well up. He knew that Fox suffered because of how Bino treated him, how he humiliated him at the clubhouse. He knew that, despite the close friends he had, Fox felt alone.

Alone.

Just like Joel.

Just like King.

The dam burst, and King suddenly began crying alongside Fox, who suddenly looked at King with surprise. The corgi embraced Fox and wept into his shoulder. 

“I-I know… What it’s like, to feel confused and scared. How it feels to be insulted for being different. I know how it feels to have those words hurt you and you feel like there’s no one else. I know how it feels to be alone.

Fox was stunned. “King, are you trying to say that you’re…”

King looked up a Fox with tears streaming down his face. “Yeah, I am…” He whispered quietly.

Fox paused for a moment before lightly grasping King’s muzzle with his paw and bringing it closer to his own. “You sure about this?” Fox asked. “No second thoughts? No ‘just kidding’ moments?”

King lightly shook his head. “No, I don't want to deny myself any longer.” King repositioned himself on Fox’s lap and wrapped his arms around the husky’s broad shoulders. The duo pressed their foreheads together and smiled to each other.

"Take me..." 


---

Now King was lying on the couch as Fox was above him.

King gasped as Fox’s tongue probed the corgi’s mouth. Their tongues wrestled for dominance. King’s paws gripped onto Fox’s back. They felt the comfort of each other’s warmth, and they were now drowning in each other’s ecstasy. Fox pulled away from King’s muzzle and lightly nipped his neck. The corgi shuddered at the feeling as Fox proceeded to trace his muzzle over the corgi’s body.

But eventually, King became so excited that his arousal eventually began to protrude and reveal himself.
 

As King realized that, he gave an embarrassed look to Fox, who simply smiled and kissed King on the forehead. “Relax.” He whispered, “I’ll fix that for you…”

With no hesitation, Fox grabbed the corgi’s sheath. King gasped and flinched at the feeling of someone toying with his neither regions. Not even the man who kissed Joel did that. Fox coaxed the six-inch member out of its sheath and gave a simple lick, causing King to shudder.

“Because this is your ‘first time’, I think I’ll go easy on you.”

Fox licked King’s member a few times before putting it into his muzzle, sucking vigorously. King shut his eyes tightly and gripped the couch with his paws, moaning rather loudly.

Meanwhile, Peanut was walking outside of Fox’s house when he suddenly heard the aroused cries that emitted from it. Curious, he decided to investigate the situation. He walked up to the living room window and gasped at what he saw.

Peanut was shocked as a yellow butterfly flew past him. Peanut immediately turned around and chased after it, completely unaware about the events inside Fox’s house.

King moaned as Fox continued to suck him off. Fox’s tongue rubbed itself all over the canine member. But it wasn’t until Fox began squeezing King’s knot that the corgi lost touch with reality. His mind drew blanks as wave after wave of pleasure hit him like bombs. The explosion of pleasure followed by the fallout of ecstasy swallowed him whole, and he enjoyed every minute of it.

Suddenly, Fox noticed that King’s member was now beginning to throb and swell, as well as King began to let out shorter gasps.

In his mind, Fox laughed to himself. “He’s getting close.” The husky thought. “I think I’ll make this one ending he’ll never forget.”

Fox took as much of King’s member as he could into his muzzle before swallowing, his throat muscles contracting on the corgi’s manhood. As he did this, he also took his paws and squeezed King’s knot gently, but with a bit of a firm grip.

And that was it. King’s world exploded by an orgasm that shook throughout his body. King let out an earsplitting cry as he shot load after hot, sticky load down the husky’s throat.

King embraced Fox as they snuggled on the couch together.

“Um…” King mumbled. “Are we in a relationship now?” He asked quietly.

Fox smirked. “I dunno, would you like that?” He whispered.

King nodded, resulting in Fox to lightly nip the corgi’s ear.

“Very well.” Fox whispered. “You’re mine now.”

---

They both giggled softly and continued their embrace, relishing in the therapeutic warmth as they nuzzled on the couch.

King smiled as he felt like dozing off. He didn’t feel like sleeping, but he decided to doze off anyway.

He realized now he wasn’t alone.

For he finally had someone who wouldn’t betray him.

Someone who would care for him, who would understand him.

Someone who would love him, emotionally and physically.

He didn’t feel alone anymore. He was finally happy.
 

“Even if everything was to shatter around me at this moment. I would be alright as long as you were there with me.”

Oooh, Mister Fox! A FanFiction.

Fox bashed into the door of King’s house, but Fox had little time to describe it.

“King, I am home now!” He shouted as he smoldered at the doorway. His bandana suddenly fell off and rippled across the floor “And I am so handsome and also my bandana is off?”

“Oooh, Fox, oooh!” King moaned. He rested a hand on his head as he swooned toward his canine lover. Suddenly, the corgi leapt into Fox’s arms, smiling warmly.

“Let’s do it.” King whispered quietly to his husky boyfriend. “Yes.” Fox replied, and he gazed into the corgi’s beep blue eyes. “And I will leave my bandana on.” He suddenly dropped King to the floor to pick up and put on his bandanna, only to pick King up again and carry him to the Bedroom of the house.

Meanwhile, within a twenty-mile radius of the event, all the female pets in Babylon Gardens moaned with pleasure as their collars began to rip off in a dramatic fashion. “FOX!” They all clamored.

The male pets, however, began to swoon as they all suddenly became gay. “FOX!” They all shouted.

Overall, it was amazing.

Playful Endeavors (Part 2)

The next couple of weeks went by very quickly. As the Sandwich family’s weekend visit to the summer home ended, Grape decided to cut a “deal” with Peanut. For the next few weeks, Peanut would use his special pillow again and again, driving his primal lusts out of his body, while he allowed Grape to watch this event whenever it happened. When Peanut asked why, Grape said:

“Because it’s funny, that’s why.”

However, the both secretly knew that wasn’t the true reason, but they were apparently too embarrassed to admit it.

Still, this continued on for what seemed like forever, almost daily. Until one day, things decided to change.

It was another night. Mr. and Mrs. Sandwich were fast asleep for who knows what reason. Oh, right, they were exhausted from their jobs earlier that day.

Grape quietly crept past the door to her parent’s bedroom, which let out a loud snore every few seconds and down the hallway to Peanut’s room. When she opened it quietly, she noticed Peanut was quietly reading a book and listening to his headphones.

The room was a simple one. One bed, one closet, a small box in the corner that had, “ART STUFFZ” crudely written on the sides of it with a black marker. He looked up as he noticed her presence, and quickly flicked the headphones off.

“Grape!” He whispered. “Um… What are you-?”

Grape folded her arms and smirked. “Oh please. You know exactly why I’m here…”

Peanut responded by giving a nervous grin back and his legs folded slightly and he began blushing.  “A-anyway...”  He began, getting out of the bed. Grape instantly noticed his sheath was beginning to expose himself, and tried her best to keep her composure. “I suppose you want to use my bed again?”

 She nodded her head and jumped onto Peanut’s bed as the canine went to his closest and pulled out the body pillow, which had a few noticeable white stains on it. “Yes.” She remarked in a slightly childish tone, her tongue stuck out playfully. Peanut smiled back. Despite how awkward it seemed, this was actually a nice way to get close to Grape, even if it meant substituting a body pillow for the real thing.

As Grape watched Peanut lie on top of the pillow, she sighed and began to lightly stroke at her groin with the tips of her fingers. Even though, she was already getting excited just from thinking about what would happen, she didn’t want to do anything thing yet.

“Ready?” Grape asked, adjusting her position on the bed so she was lying on her back, a head pillow fell off and landed on the floor.

Peanut nodded and adjusted his hips for one second before he began thrusting. Grape watched with a feeling of excitement as Peanut began to hump the pillow, his coarse breath sounded like he was jogging, and a simple gasp of pleasure escaped his muzzle now and again.

The purple cat lightly stuck a single digit into her now moist opening. She purred and sunk the finger deeper before adding another finger. Grape suddenly began sliding the fingers in and out of her special place. Her face grew hot and she began to pant, but her eyes didn’t break their gaze on Peanut’s thrusting hips.

It suddenly became obvious to her. Like an epiphany of lust.

She had to see it; she had to see how big he was…

She stopped masturbating and looked at her paw. It was now slightly dampened with her female juices and she could tell it was emitting a scent of primal need. She knew right away that this was how she was going to get him.

Quickly, she jumped down to Peanut, who was now looking at Grape with a confused expression, but only slowed down his thrusts. He didn’t stop them.

He did stop them, however, when she basically shoved her sex into his face.

Peanut reeled back in surprise, landing on his back. “Wh-what are you doing?” He whispered, trying not to awaken the sleeping parents.

Grape brought a finger to his muzzle. The strong scent of her arousal hit his nostrils and made his head dizzy. Still, he tried to resist.

“I’m sorry, but you’ve proven to be quite “interesting”, if I say so myself.” She smirked and kissed Peanut on the nose.

She glanced down at his erection, now exposed, and stared. “Interesting indeed…” She said quietly. Peanut followed her gaze and turned bright red. But before he could do anything, Grape grabbed the member with a single paw, causing Peanut to gasp.

“Hehe. It’s so hard; I can feel it throbbing…” Grape chuckled to herself. Peanut suddenly noticed that Grape was acting bit strange and tilted his head.

Grape smirked and spat in one of her other paws. “Please, just relax, okay?” She slowly glided her paws up and down. Peanut winced as she continued to pump his member, the pleasure slightly increasing each time.

Grape took her time and examined the foreign phallus. It looked nothing like Maxie’s. For instance, it was certainly bigger. Maxwell was only six-inches, but Peanut was possibly seven, eight or even NINE inches. Another noticeable difference was that the base of the member was more swollen than the rest of the length. Grape’s legs tightened at the thought of having that inside her.

However, she knew she wouldn’t. She wanted to remain faithful to Max, and she promised herself she would.

But to Grape, that meant that she only FUCKED Maxwell. Jerking Peanut off would be a different story.

Grape repositioned her paws so that one was stroking the shaft of the member, while the other began to lightly squeeze Peanut’s knot. Peanut gasped quietly and began to cover his muzzle, trapping any noise he might have made.

Grape smiled at the crumbling dog. What she was about to do was going to be very, very mean…

As Grape’s hands worked on Peanut’s doghood, Grape suddenly bent down and began lightly licking the tip of Peanut’s disco stick with her feline tongue.

Peanut took the head pillow and placed it over his face.

 “HOLY SHIT!!!” He yelled, his voice muffled by the pillow.

He quickly pulled the pillow away to breathe and was caught again in the pleasure that he received.

Grape could tell that Peanut was close. His yiffstick throbbed with the blood that rushed through it, and it throbbed faster almost every minute. She glanced upward and saw Peanut’s chest begin to rise and fall faster as his breath’s began to shorten, and ,best of all, his knot began to swell up.

Grape smiled again. “Hey Peanut, are you about to…?” She asked.

All Peanut could do was nod as Grape suddenly took the shaft into her mouth. Her paw squeezed Peanut’s knot tightly as her tongue circled around the canine flesh.

Then, Peanut made a small groan, and Grape instantly felt the hot, salty seed spill into her muzzle and down her throat.

The two pets lied next to each other, worn out from their sexual experience. When Grape was done with Peanut, she took the time to finish herself off. Peanut offered to eat her out as compensation, but Grape declined, since she wasn’t really into that anyway.

“Hey Peanut.”

“Yeah.”

“It’s probably good not to tell Tarot and Max about this, okay?”

“That’s okay, Tarot already knows anyway?”

“WHAT?!”

“Yeah, she’s at a friend’s house. I think it’s Lambda-something… Anyway, she says they’re turning it into a DVD.”

“Shit… Can’t you stop her?”

“I dunno, what with her powers and all…”

“Peanut…”

“Alright, alright. I’ll do it tomorrow.”

“Good, because that was something very special between the two of us, and that should stay that way.” Grape got up and brushed herself off. “Goodnight Peanut.”

“Goodnight Grape…”

Grape smiled and headed towards the door.

“Hey Grape?”

“Yeah, Peanut.”

“…”

“Yeah?”

“I… I love you…”

Grape looked surprised for just a moment, but then smiled. “I love you too, Peanut.

And then the door shut with a single click.

Points of Authority

"I don't know why I have to do this…"

"Peanut, you know that Dad said that you have to do more than just draw and play video games. We all agreed that this would be the best answer."

"B-but-"

"No buts. Now you get in there and you listen to whatever Fido tells you, understand?"

"O-okay."

"Ok sweetie, we'll see you in about a week. Bye."

Peanut waved sadly as he watched Mrs. Sandwich drive away in the family car. He sighed and turned toward the dull, square shaped building. He was going to have to stay here for one week without any drawing materials or video games. He could feel the boredom starting already.
Mr. Sandwich had recommended that Peanut should try out for the canine police squad so he could socialize with other dogs aside from Bino and Fox.

"Bino's too much of a bad influence for Peanut." Peanut overheard Mr. Sandwich talking one day. "And Fox is a bit 'weird'. Peanut needs to have a role model, like Fido."

Peanut surely didn't mind Bino. Sure he was stupid, and not a bad influence. And Fox wasn't a "weird" guy; the only thing that was "strange" about him was that he was obsessed with books.

That, and the fact that he was openly homosexual.

Peanut still remembered the day he rented all those books with Fox and went over the Fox's house. Peanut brought up Fox's sexuality, and Fox gave Peanut a new perspective on the husky's lifestyle.

He gave him perspective all right, and perspective was good.

Peanut's mind snapped back into focus. Why was he thinking about Fox? Surely he wasn't attracted to him or anything. But as he thought about that day with Fox, he suddenly began to feel as excited as he was when Grape kissed him.

Peanut shook his head, throwing those thought out again, and walked quickly into the building. He couldn't be attracted to males. He still liked Grape and Tarot. Hell, he was still attracted to females in general.

Unless he liked both genders…

But that would be silly…

Would it?

As Peanut entered the lobby of the building, which was a blank room with a large group of folding chairs and a small podium that stood out in the center of the room, he immediately noticed Fido sitting in a folding chair in the front of the lobby. Next to him was Kevin the doberman, and two other police dogs. Ralph, a German shepherd and sergeant of the police dogs, quickly walked up to the podium sorting some papers that lied on it.

As time passed on, more and more dogs entered into the room. After a while, they all were seated under order of Ralph.

"I can assume that you all know why you are here?" Ralph asked with a blank expression, which turned into a slight grin moments later in reaction to the crowd's silence. "Good, then let us begin our little, 'boring' lecture then…"

A single, unanimous groan erupted from the crowd of dogs, but the resulting frown from Ralph seemed to stop it immediately.

Ralph proceeded to spend the next hour and a half lecturing about the history of canine police work, the fundamentals one would learn while becoming a police dog, and the rules and regulations of the one-week training session.

Peanut's eyes flickered between open and closed. It took all his willpower not to fall out of his chair or doze off. His head bobbed to and fro, almost hitting the chair in front of him. Eventually, he gave in to his drowsiness and fell asleep.

Finally the lecture ended and Peanut was snapped back into consciousness by the applause of the dogs around him.

As the dogs began to be escorted outside, Peanut was stopped by Fido, who had a look of surprise on his face.

"Peanut! What are you doing here?"

Peanut rubbed the back of his neck and grinned. "Oh, my dad just wanted me out of the house for a while, that's all."

The two dogs stood awkwardly for a second before Peanut opened his mouth to speak again.
"Hey. What about that speech. Pretty cool."

Fido's eyes narrowed as a smirk spread across his face. "You didn't think so, falling asleep like that."

Peanut looked embarrassed, but this only made Fido laugh.

"It's okay, you're no different than when Kevin heard it for the first time."

Peanut sighed in relief. "Oh, great."

"I mean, I was tempted to clean my ears with a cheese grater than to listen to that speech again."

Kevin's head popped out the lobby door.

"FIDO! You're needed."

Fido looked at Kevin with an annoyed look. "I'll be there in a minute." He yelled back.

He turned back to Peanut and pulled a small purple book from his green vest. "That's why I always have something to read for such an occasion." Peanut's eyes widened at the sight of the book.

"Y-You have 'L'Amour Toujours' by Kuroda Kazuma? I thought that wasn't supposed to come out for a two more weeks."

Fido scoffed. "Well, when it comes to Fox, he will always find ways surprise you."

Peanut blushed slightly. "Oh… Yeah, h-how true."

Fido tilted his head slightly at the expression on Peanut's face. His eyes suddenly widening.

Kevin popped his head out again, but Fido barked at him before he could speak, a look of frustration appeared on his face.

"ALRIGHT! I'm coming." C'mon Peanut, we gotta go."

Peanut looked confused. "Go where?"

Fido turned back to Peanut and grinned. "Why, the fitness tryouts of course!"

The fitness tryouts were held outside in the back of the building, and they were designed to separate the dogs into three different weight groups. It was a simple obstacle course, starting with monkey bars and ending with a single beam suspended over a puddle of mud.

As Peanut stood in line, his tail wagged excitedly at the thought of playing such a fun game. So when it was his turn to go, he set off like a speeding bullet.

He sailed through the majority of the coarse, doing his best at the monkey bars, and running through the path of tires. He slid through the crawling tube like it wasn't there, and dove past the ring of fire.

He even did well walking across the beam.

However, such talent did not stop him from accidentally slipping and falling face first into the puddle of mud.

As the other dogs laughed wildly, Ralph looked down at the pitiful hound, who was now completely coated with mud. Even he couldn't stop smirking at Peanut's pathetic appearance.
"Aright cadet, you're about a 'medium'. Go scrub up and you'll be done for the day."

As Peanut began scrubbing off what was left of the mud that clung to his fur with a cloth scrubber, he sat on the floor of the public showers and slightly curled up into a ball. He would now have to suffer the brutal teasing of the other dogs as he would probably be remembered as "the clumsy Nut" or "Peanut Butter fudge."

Of course, the names would probably be a bit more creative than those, but they would still be the same.

Suddenly, Peanut heard the sound of footsteps approaching the bathroom. He stood up and looked over his shoulder to see Fido standing there.

"Relax." Fido reassured. "It's just me."

Peanut relaxed and gave a embarrassed smile. "Clumsy me." He laughed.

Fido's brow furrowed . "Uh, Peanut? You still have a 'bit' of mud still on your back."

Peanut looked over to see that the majority of his back was still covered with mud. He tried to reach over and scrub it off, but his arms apparently weren't flexible enough.

Fido suddenly approached the dog and took the scrubber away from him. "Here, let me take care of that for you."

Peanut protested slightly as Fido began scrubbing the hound's back, but soon succumbed to the soothing motion of the cloth to his back. His eyes closed and his head drooped slightly. He sighed and relished how relaxing it was to get his back rubbed. Now he knew how Grape felt.

"So…" Fido began, whispering in the dog's ear. "Tell me about Fox. Did he fuck you or what?"

Peanut's head perked up and his eyes snapped open. He turned his head slightly to see Fido's mischievous expression.

"Wha-"

"Don't play dumb, I know he had his way with you. He has a seductive side to him that not a lot of people see…"

Peanut gasped in realization of what Fido was implying."

"You mean… you too?"

Fido nodded. "Yup, and to tell the truth, I actually enjoyed it. But I bet you did too."

Peanut turned his head to the wall again, embarrassed. "It's just… I still like Grape and stuff…"

Fido sighed. "Peanut, it's possible to like BOTH girls and boys you know. That's what I learned about myself."

Peanut sighed and looked down at his feet, his vision began to blurry. "I don't know. If I do this, then it feels like I'm betraying Grape in some way or another. And if I don't, then... I don't know..."

Fido sighed and stopped scrubbing Peanut's back. He then smiled and put his arms around the dog in a warm embrace.

"Listen Peanut, it doesn't matter what you like or don't like, just as long as you enjoy it. That's what Fox told me when I found out he was gay, and he managed to convince me that it was true.
Peanut sighed again. Fido knew it would take more that words to convince this puppy.

Fido poked Peanut in the head. "Although right now, I'm not so interested about what is going on in here…"

Suddenly, Peanut twitched as he felt the same hand brush down his back, stopping right at the base of the tail.

"…as I am about what went on in here."

Peanut couldn't help but let out a gasp as he felt a single finger slowly slide into his tailhole.

"I remember Fox being quite big, but you're still rather tight. Interesting."

Fido added another finger and probed deeper. Peanut placed his hands on the wall, panting and moaning heavily.

"Did he go slowly, or was he merciless? Either way, I'll find out soon…"

Fido wiggled his fingers for a little longer before pulling them out, turning Peanut over, and pushing him down on his butt.

"Okay!" Fido said loudly, smirking. "According to Ralph, you are now a cadet police dog. This means you have to listen to whatever I say! If I say walk, you walk. If I saw sit, you sit."

Peanut's eyes widened as Fido's 7-length erection appeared before him.

"And if I say suck, then you suck."

Peanut looked from the throbbing doghood in front of him, to it's smirking owner, to the door of the shower-room.

"Nobody's coming in here. I made sure of it. Now get sucking!"

He gulped and repositioned himself so he was on his knees. He lightly gripped the member behind the knot, bringing the tip to his own level. He hesitated for a second before giving the tip a single lick, which resulted in a slight gasp from Fido. He then gulped again before beginning to take the member into his muzzle.

"Ah…" Fido placed a paw on top of Peanut's head. "G-good boy…"

Peanut's cheeks flushed as he continued to bob his head over the canine erection. In all honesty, this was really arousing.

Peanut then proceeded to bring as much of Fido's member down his throat as he could before swallowing. The resulted in Fido arching forward and letting out a slight moan.

"D-damn." He said. "Didn't know you were capable of th-AH!"

Fido's sentence was interrupted by the sensation of Peanut rapidity swallowing onto Fido's yiffstick. The dominant hound tried his best to retain his composure, but after Peanut swallowed a few more times, he lost it and began to groan loudly, slightly bucking his hips against Peanut's muzzle. Peanut pulled Fido out for a minute to catch his breath, but then took him back in again almost immediately.

It wasn't long before Fido's breaths began to feel shallow.

"Pull out, p-pull it out…" He groaned. "Then turn around and bend over."

Peanut immediately complied, and Fido let out a grunt as he shot his seed directly into his hand. Without even pausing for a moment, he quickly applied the sticky fluid over his member and onto Peanut's tailhole before positioning himself, both hands wrapped around Peanut's stomach.

"Are you ready, cadet?" He asked Peanut. But I didn't seem like he really cared for an answer, since he began pushing it in seconds later.

Peanut's limbs stiffened and he let out a large whine. He bent his head down and quickly noticed his own erection, which was hardened and neglected. But it seemed Fido realized this, because he soon reached around and grasped Peanut's member, rubbing it from the tip to the knot.

"Hey Fido, you in here? Ralph wants you to-"

As this escapade continued, both Peanut and Fido were so enticed by the sexual trance they were in that they didn't even notice Kevin standing at the bathroom door.

"F-FIDO?"

The duo finally stopped and noticed Kevin standing there, his jaw agape. Peanut quickly tried to pull himself away from Fido and run off, but he was unable to escape Fido's clutches.

Fido, however, reacted differently. His expression slowly changed from surprised, to intrigued.

"Oh hey Kevin…" He said quietly, a grin forming on his face.

So here was Peanut Butter Sandwich, the newest cadet on the Babylon Garden's police force. On one end, Fido was pounding Peanut in the rear, while Kevin was at the other end, getting a blowjob by the same cadet.

Peanut showed Kevin the same swallowing moves as he did with Fido. Only this time, Kevin didn't pull out as he came, and shot glob after glob of seed down Peanut's throat, almost gagging him.

Meanwhile, Fido was still slamming his member into Peanut's tailhole. His mind slowly becoming focused entirely on the pleasure he was receiving. He flipped Peanut over and began jerking him off, trying to make Peanut cum before he did. This succeeded, and Peanut shot his own seed all over himself, while his tailhole contracted rapidly around Fido's cock.

"Oh fuck…" Fido moaned as he began reaching his climax. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh… ARGH!"

Peanut let out a large gasp as he felt Fido tie with him and cum. This resulted in Peanut shooting another load, which caused contractions that milked even more seed out of Fido.

"I'll tell you what Peanut." Fido said, licking a bit of cum off Peanut's face, he was still tied to him, and this made Peanut's rear feel a bit sore. "You've got your work cut out for you. You'll probably do fine here."

Peanut gave a small grin. "Really?" He asked.

"Yeah…" Kevin said, chuckling. "Only if we do this next time, we should invite the sergeant too."
Fido nodded, smirking. "Heh, good idea. That way, we can prove that our 'medium' cadet isn't so 'medium'".

The trio laughed slightly before Fido got up.

"Ok guys, let's get cleaned up, we have to be ready tomorrow at 8:00 AM sharp! Let's move it on the double."

Both Peanut and Kevin saluted. "Sir, yes sir!"

Peanut couldn't help but give out a wide grin.

Perhaps this week wasn't going to be so boring after all...