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...

Sweetened Disposition

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…”

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.

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.”

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."

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.