``Ohh...humph...settle down tummy...''
Marshall rolled over to his side, giving his belly a rub. Trying to sooth the savage beast as it yowled and grumbled to him in protest, begging for food. The pup had breakfast this morning, but he would admit that he didn't have his fill.
``I should have said something to Rubble...''
A soft whine escaped his throat, but Marshall could only blame himself. Every morning the pups would get their usual breakfast kibble in their respected dog bowls. One day Rubble had finished his meal but felt he was still very hungry. The construction pup eyed the closest pup's bowl, which so happened to be Marshall's. All it took was Rubble coming up to him with his big old puppy eyes to sway the fire pup to surrender the rest of his food. Soon this would become a reoccurrence in their morning routine. It didn't happen often, but when it did, the Dalmatian just couldn't say no to him.
``Maybe I can get a few pup treats...oh right...empty.''
Being a reliable leader, Ryder had multiple pup treat dispensers on hand that the team could access anytime to eat their fill but all three dispensers sat empty. Same with any remaining food containers in the lookout. Which is why most of the team had gone out shopping today to refill their supplies. Marshall had stayed behind to try and sleep off his hunger in his pup house and to keep an eye on the place. Though besides wanting food, the fire pup really craved the gentle affection of his boyfriend right now. Just thinking of him settled his discomfort temporarily. He sighed low and thought that maybe he should have gone along with the others.
His ears perked at the sound of a familiar police vehicle coming up the driveway. His doggy brain took over, his tail wagging in excitement at the sound. Marshall leaped up on all four, bumping his head against the roof of his pup house before sprinting out. He smiled as the police vehicle slowly parked right next to his home, quickly converting back to a pup house. A handsome German shepherd pup jumped out and landed right in front of him. All decked out in his police gear. A brown paper bag clutched between his teeth.
``Morning cutie'' Chase managed to say with the bag in his mouth. The dalmatian all but dog piled on his boyfriend. Making him drop the bag and surrender to a barrage of licks against his snout.
``Marshall! Hehehe!''
``Baby! I missed you! I missed you!!''
Marshall continued his onslaught, Chase barely getting a word in.
``Ahhh! Heheh! I missed you too!''
``Chase! You're back early! Where are the others?'' Marshall settled down a bit.
``Oh, there still out shopping right now, but I wanted to come back and check on you.''
The German shepherd planted a gentle kiss against the fire pup's snout. It was all that took to get Marshall to turn red. The pup settled himself down on his lover. He could have stayed there and shared kisses with him all day, not even noticing Chase reaching a paw into the paper bag and pulling something out. The shepherd had broken the kiss and quickly shoved a large bread pup treat directly into Marshall's mouth. The pup stumbled back in surprise but cooed at the taste of cinnamon and pumpkin began to coat his tongue and nostrils.
``Plus, I got you a little something! Courtesy of Mr. Porter!''
``Awww...Thanks baby!'' Marshall mouthed out, Gnawing at the sweet treat.
``No worries, I figured you'd still be hungry since...ya know, with Rubble?''
Marshall lowered his ears.
``Yeah, I know I shouldn't have.''
``Can you follow me inside? I want to change out of my gear.''
Marshall didn't hesitate and followed Chase into the lookout, noticing the pup bringing the paper bag with him. The fire pup took a seat nearby as Chase changed. Preoccupied with devouring most of the treat to quell his growling belly. He eagerly bit and chomped into it, holding the morsel between his front paws as Chase walked back towards him.
``Feeling better?''
``Much better!'' Marhsall said between bites. He gave his signature toothy smile to the police pup. Crumbs spilling from his mouth.
``Ya know, If you gave me that smile every time you told me to do something, I'd probably hand over my morning kibble to you too''
``I think you'd do more than that for me if you could.''
The dalmatian raised his eyes brows at him, making Chase chuckle.
``Maybe you could use it to politely tell one of our friends not to eat your morning breakfast?''
Marshall's gaze fell to his front paws, what remained of his food had crumbled and sat between his digits. He played with them nervously.
``Marshall...You know you can say no to him.''
``I know...'' Marshall said sadly. Not taking his eyes off his paws. The dalmatian felt Chase reach a paw up and pat the top of his head.
``Marshall, I love how sweet and caring you can be for the sake of our friends, but I don't want to see you being taken advantage off.''
``Yeah... I have a hard time saying no. It just feels mean to me.''
``I know baby.''
Marshall was a very charismatic pup, but often Chase noticed he'd go along with others or hold back voicing his concerns. Chase was the exception, being his boyfriend and all. Honesty was their shared agreement with one another, but Marshall found it difficult to treat his friends the same way. He'd hate to say no or disappoint anyone, let alone be an inconvenience. In either case, Chase didn't want his boyfriend's good nature taken for granted. The police pup leaned forward and gave a reassuring lick to Marshall's nose.
``That's actually part of why I came back to check on you.''
Marshall perked up. ``Oh? It wasn't just for breakfast?''
``Yeah, Sorry if this isn't what you were expecting.''
``It's ok, though I was thinking maybe it would be nice to ...ya know...''
Marshall bit his lower lip, his blush coming back to his snout.
``Have breakfast in bed?''
His tail wagged excitedly, trying his best to keep composure. Chase rolled his eyes and smiled at his boyfriend's act of obliviousness. He knew what his boy wanted but he never just said it straight up.
``Sex. You can say sex Marshall. We've had it a few times now.''
``I know! But it's a lot more fun playing innocent!''
He stuck his tongue out at him. Giving him a playful wink. Chase didn't mind the tease one bit, licking his lips in response.
``Of course, Good old fire pup Marshall. No hidden intensions at all, to think that our silly boy was secretly...''
Chase leaned his snout to the side of Marshalls head, pressing his mouth under his floppy ear.
``Naughty~''
Their trigger word, well specifically Marshall's. Just having Chase whisper it to him, sent chills running down his black spotted back. All the way to the tip of his tail. The police pup gave a slow lick to his ear before continuing.
``I never said we weren't going to do something fun...It's just going to be a little different.''
The dalmatian had leaned his snout into the nape of Chases neck. Nuzzling him softly, His breathing low and steady.
``Oh? What...What did ya have in mind?''
Marshall was wrapped around Chases paw at this point. Always willing to be submissive to his strong and commanding boyfriend. Chase had other ideas though. He pulled his head back and brought his attention to the paper bag next to him.
``You are not super comfortable being assertive right?''
``Yeah?''
``Well, I thought you and I could work on that together! And tackle an issue I have too! Which is the exact opposite of being assertive.''
Marshall cocked his head at him, that same silly smile coming back.
``You mean being submissive.''
Chase broke his confident gaze for a moment.
``Well...Yeah. As you know I sort of have trouble letting my guard down and...doing certain things with you cause...
``Let's see, you're our go to leader of the Paw Patrol when Ryder isn't around. You're strong, fast, have a way with words. Oh! And you make my legs shake every time you mount me~''
``Marshall!'' Chase yipped in surprise. The police pup tugging at his collar in embarrassment.
The boy's sexual relationship primarily saw Chase on top. Always being the one to take control and pleasure his boyfriend. Not that Marshall ever minded, he loved how tender and rough Chase could be when they made love. However, the boys had talked about the possibility of Marshall taking the reins at some point. Chase was apprehensive about this; he was comfortable with a lot of the things they would do but found being submissive difficult. It took some time for him to come terms with how he felt for his best friend prior to their relationship and Chase wanted show Marshall how much he meant to him. Even if it meant stepping outside his comfort zone, but he struggled and he just couldn't bring himself to bend over for him. In the literal very sense. Marshall was more than understanding of this. So, both agreed to take baby steps till then, whenever Chase was ready.
``Yeah...Baby, I know you want to be the one on top one day and I want to do my best to be as comfortable as possible when it happens....''
``Oh Chase, you know we don't have to rush it. Slow and steady remember?''
Chase smiled at their personal motto, it reminded them to have fun with one another, in a safe and comfortable way.
``Of course, but I want to keep taking those steps to be more submissive and I thought of something that might be able to help us solve our opposite issues.''
Chase dug his nose in the paper bag, shuffling through its contents. Marshall watched him curiously.
``I didn't just buy treats when I was out, I had to make a little stop somewhere else. Surprisingly Ryder doesn't have anything like this at the lookout!''
Chase pulled his head back, between his teeth hung what looked like long blue fabric. One end of it had a knotted loop while the other end had a metallic clip. It was something Marshall had not seen in some time and being the playful boy he was, decided to play dumb.
``What the heck is that thing?'' He titled his head, acting dumbfounded. Chase picked up on his charade and played along.
``Ryder calls it a...leeeeash?'' Chase pronounced the word as if it was alien to him. ``He says humans attach these to pups to walk them around?''
``To...walk them?''
``Yeah, right? Like we don't just walk and talk by ourselves?''
The boys couldn't keep a straight face and burst out laughing. They knew what a leash was, but Ryder had so rarely used them with the team. They usually just walked on their own accord. Though Marshalls curiosity still peaked.
``So how is getting me on a leash going to help me be more assertive though Chase?''
``That's because it's not for you...It's for...me.''
Chase did his best to hide his blush as he quickly attached the metal clip above his pup tag. Throwing the other end of the leash towards Marshall. The loop falling on his snout. The dalmatian was taken aback at the proposal, his eyes wide and stance shook as the police pup continued.
``I thought you could use this as an opportunity to be more assertive. You can lead me, tell me where to walk and what not. In return, I could do what you ask, learn to let my myself submit.''
``Chase...''
``Now, this doesn't mean I'm ok with being mounted baby. This is my way of taking it slow and steady and only if you are comfortable with bossing me around.''
Marshall let the end of the leash slip off his snout and he approached his blushing companion. Giving him a gentle lick to his snout.
``Aww Chase, I appreciate you trying to let your guard down for me. I got to admit, I might have thought about this...maybe once or twice...''
``I figured you would have, my naughty boy.''
Marshall blushed and lifted the leash up in his teeth.
``I'm going to do my best to be assertive but gentle with you. Slow and steady, right? ``
``Yes please. After all, I'm not going to make it easy for you to tame me. ``
``Oh yeah? How so?''
On cue, Chase gave a devilish smile to him and without so much as a warning, took off. Marshall yipped, pulled off his four paws and dragged across the floor. Chase darted all around the lower portion of the lookout, crashing through stacked dog pillows, bowls, and scattered toys. His boyfriend struggled to stay on his paws and did his best to reign in his boyfriend.
``Whoa! Chase! Ahhh! Slow down!''
``Sorry baby! But you are going to have to speak up!''
Chase knew he was being difficult, but this was the only way for Marshall to really take charge, without being kind or hesitant. The dalmatian managed to gain his footing and did his best to pull back. Putting all his weight down on the floor.
``Chase...Stop!''
Marshall yanked at the leash and the police pup was tugged backwards towards him. Knocking both pups on their backs. The boys laid on the floor, panting and breathing hard. They hadn't even started the sexy stuff and they were exhausted.
``You...could have...gave me...a warning...''
Chase stood back up slowly.
``I'm sorry baby. I got the zoomies'' He joked.
The fire pup leaned up and plop his head against the floor in frustration. Chase nuzzled his neck and leaned into his frazzled boyfriend.
``I'm sorry babe. I'm not getting the hang of this.''
``It's ok baby, we just started.''
``Yeah but...I want to be able to do this properly. I don't want to mess anything up.''
``Marshall, you aren't going to mess anything up. This is just a little exercise.''
``Not this, I mean...ugh.''
Marshall sat up but didn't take his gaze off the floor.
``I used to think about our first time a lot. How we'd make love...where we'd do it. When we finally did, it was better than I could ever imagined.''
``Aww I'm glad I could meet your expectations. It was an incredible time.''
Chase thought back to that day fondly. It didn't go exactly how they planned. He ended up knotting Marshall, getting stuck for a little longer than expected but it was still a memorable time. One that brought the boys closer together.
``I just want to be able to provide you with the same experience for your first time. You're doing your best to step out of your comfort zone. I want to do the same with you but that's only going to work if I'm able to be dominate with you, but I don't want to push things too far...I don't want to hurt you.''
Chase sat down, taking Marshall's snout into his paws. Their gaze meeting one another.
``Aww baby, nothing you do is going to hurt me. Stuff like this, sex or just us playing around, it's supposed to be fun! A way for us to relax and really get intimate. I'm a big boy, if something really bothers me, I'll let you know. I don't want you to hold back.''
The fire pup pressed his nose into the shepherds, feeling a little more confident at his words.
``Thank you, Chase. I'll do my best.''
``You want to keep going?''
``Oh yeah, can't be a subby puppy always. I got to be a confident boy!'' Marshall stood up. Placing the leash back in his maw. Chase smiled back, his tail wagging at his boyfriend's dominant stance.
``Now, how about you be a good boy and we take a walk outside?''
The police pup grinned at him, Not wanting to make things too easy for his black spotted lover. He planted his butt down and sat. Giving Marshall a smug look.
``Babe, are you asking me? Or are you telling me?''
Marshall took a step back. He was about to pout but remembered that he was allowed to take the lead. He wasn't going to hurt Chase just by telling him what he needed to do. The dalmatian took a small breath, His bright face suddenly taking a stern look. He tried again.
``Chase, we're going for a walk.''
Marshall pulled at the leash, managing to yank Chase off his rear end and take a few steps towards him. He felt a slight apprehension at the sight of the police pup but relaxed when he saw what happened next. Chase had his ears down, but his snout was red. His tail wagged excitedly, and he gave bedroom eyes towards him. The fire pup swallowed a lump in his throat as Chase spoke up.
``Yes Marshall.''
Marshall felt his heart leap at the vulnerable look Chase gave him. A new feeling quelled in his chest. One of pride and accomplishment at taking the lead and telling him to listen. Marshall liked this dominate feeling. He liked it a lot.
``Good boy Chase.''
Marshall tugged him along, pulling him out the lookout doors and into the front yard.
They walked along the edge of the lookout, staying on the grass. Marshall stayed on his guard, keeping the leash firm in his mouth as Chase trotted next to him. Every so often the mischievous pup would try to run ahead or go in a different direction, but Marshall was quick to correct. Pulling him back and keeping him close by. Chase then tried to sit down and halt their walk, Marshall had none of it. Managing to keep his composure and drag him along. Chase was more than impressed and decided to try more persuasive tactics.
``Can I just get my favorite ball? We can play together!'' He gave a pleading look to Marshall, but the pup wasn't buying it.
``Sorry babe, but we walk till I say were done.''
``Hah, I'm impressed so far baby. Not like you to resist my charms.''
``Oh, it's very difficult believe me. Every time I say no to you is a stab to my heart.''
``Don't say it like that! You're gonna make me feel bad.''
``I'm only kidding, besides...something tells me you are enjoying this.''
``It's not so...bad.''
Chase didn't look at the fire pup but Marshall could see his tail wag rapidly behind him. He knew he'd have to push Chase a little further if he was going to get more comfortable in his current role. He pulled the shy police pup towards one of the many trees along the yard. Chase looked at his boy curiously.
``I think now is a good time for a potty break!''
``Hahaha ok.''
Chase played along, Walking towards the tree. He sniffed at the base of the bark before spinning around and lifting his right leg in the air. Whistling happily as he pretended to pee. Marshall gave him a confused look.
``What? No Chase... you have to do it for real life.''
Chase stopped his whistling, lowering his leg.
``Wh..what? In front of you?''
``Mmm hmm! Come on, you've done a lot more lewd things in front of me!''
``Yeah...but...''
``Chase. Be a good boy and mark the tree.''
The dalmatian sat in place, intent on not going anywhere else till Chase finished his business. Like the other pups, having to relieve themselves is a common occurrence in the front yard. With dedicated spots to do so. Chase was admittedly a little bladder shy doing that sort of thing in front of others, even if it was his boyfriend, but he was at an impasse. With no other options, Chase slowly lifted his back leg up. He didn't make eye contact with Marshall though. The fire pup didn't take his eyes off him.
``Alright, you can do this...'' Chase thought to himself.
Lifting his leg all the way, he did his best to flex his stomach and try to go. It took a few minutes but eventually some pee began to dribble from his sheath. Before long, Chase had managed to make a steady stream shoot out, soaking the base of the tree and darkening the brown bark. Marshall smiled at him.
``That's it! You really had to go huh?''
``Ye..yeah..''
Chase didn't look at him. He didn't want to admit it, but he found it kind of exhilarating having Marshall watch him. His body felt a sense of relief with letting all that liquid squeezed out of him.
``Bet that feels good, doesn't it?''
Marshall ran his tongue across his lips and teeth. The sight getting a rise out of the embarrassed shepherd. He felt his stream stop, finding it difficult to push what little piss he had left as his sheath began to stir. The tip of his red rocket poked out. The dalmatian was quick to notice. A sly smile coming to his face.
``Do you still have to go puppy?''
``Noo...I think I'm done.''
``Good boy. That was really hot.''
``Hope you enjoyed the show.''
``You bet I did!''
Chase raised an eyebrow towards the excited dalmatian.
``Do you have something you want to tell me?''
Marshall had dropped his dominant gaze for a moment. Seems Chase had picked up on a naughty habit Marshall hadn't told him about yet. The fire pup got back into his mind set and yanked at the leash. Pulling Chase close to him.
``Nope.''
He leaned his head forward, planting their lips together. Chase moaned into the kiss, enjoying the tender embrace. Especially when he felt the dalmatian's flat tongue slip into his mouth. Snaking around his teeth and gums. Chase quivered before Marshall unexpectedly cut their session short. Leaning his snout into Chases ear.
``Be a good boy for me and bend over, will you?''
Chase bit his lower lip, a nervous whine escaped his mouth. His guard coming back up, he needed to speak up.
``Baby...I don't think I'm ready for that...''
Marshall sensed his apprehension. He pressed his wet nose into the pup's ear, giving it a gentle nip between his teeth, he spoke low.
``I'm not going to do anything you aren't ready for, but I need you to trust me. Chase, let me lead.''
He planted a few sensual licks against the shepherd's face and nose. His bright blue eyes lovingly gazing into him. The police pup couldn't say no to the sweet now turned assertive pup.
``Alright...I trust you baby.''
He slowly bent down, arching his back and letting his rump lift in the air. Keeping his tail tucked under his hind legs. Chase watched as Marshall carefully walked behind him. Dragging the leash across his back and along his butt. His heart raced; he trusted his boyfriend, but he hoped Marshall wouldn't cross any boundaries that he wasn't ready for. He was really taking this new dominant attitude to another level. He felt a paw slowly reach his lower back. It scratched and petted his fur before it slid down towards his butt. Giving a soft pat to his rear.
``Chase, Lift your tail for me...''
Chase whined in protest but did as he was told, slowly raising his tail up. Revealing the confident pup's pink tail hole to his boyfriend. His light brown ball sack danglingly just below him. Chase felt exposed, He had let his boyfriend get a quick glance before but never this long. Certainly never in a position where he felt so compromised. Chase felt his rocket start to slip more and more out his sheath. Surely Marshall could see that as well. He nervously dug his front paws into the grass, trying his best to keep from trembling. Preparing himself for whatever would come next. To his surprise, all he felt was the dalmatian pressing his nose near his tail hole. Taking a few gentle sniffs against it. This wasn't something uncommon for pups to do, but Chase could tell Marshall seemed to really be indulging in his scent. He could make out the soft but steady panting coming from behind him. He felt Marshall's hot breath on his balls. The boy was clearly enjoying himself. Then he backed off.
``Just giving you a friendly puppy greeting!''
Chase couldn't help but laugh. Some pups would greet each other like this on occasion but Chase knew it was just an excuse for his butt obsessed boyfriend to get closer to his rear. Marshall planted a small kiss to the right side of his rump before loosening his grip on the leash. Chase must have stood in that position for more than a minute. Not really hearing Marshall doing anything else.
``Marshall?''
He got no response from the pup. What exactly was he doing back there? He wanted to turn around, but didn't want to disobey his boyfriend's command and drop his position. So, he did the next best thing. Chase tilted his head down and stared between his four legs, passed his sheath and balls. His upside-down view showed Marshall just sitting there. His tongue was hanging out and he was panting rapidly. Chase could tell he was fully erect. He often flicked at his rocket with his right paw, keeping the leash secure on his left.
``Baby? Are you...pawing off?''
``I'm just enjoying the view'' Marshall cooed.
Chase grinned at him. Lifting his head up right again. Deciding to give his boy a show, He slowly swayed his hips at him.
``You're such a naughty puppy, Marshall.''
The fire pup kept panting before retorting.
``I'm not the one showing his butthole off for the world to see.''
Chase whined in response, covering his snout with his front paws.
``I absolutely love how your balls dangle below you. They look so heavy.''
Chase felt his face getting redder by the minute.
``And how tight your hole looks...''
``Marshall...''
``You have the most beautiful butt I've ever seen...and you smell so good''.
He was sure to emphasize that last part. Rapidly pawing at his dick.
``Marshaaaaaall!''
Chase whined out loud. Embarrassed at the lewd words coming from his usually well-mannered boyfriend. His belly tickled and his rocket had all but slipped all the way out till a sharp pain sprung from his sheath. Chase yipping loudly at the unpleasant surprise. Raising his back and lifting one of his hind legs up in response. Immediately, Marshall jumped up and approached Chase in concern. Dropping his dominant facade.
``What?! What?! Are you ok?! Are you hurt?!''
``No no, I'm good. I'm just...stuck again...''
Chase lifted his leg further, letting Marshall look at his dick. Marshall immediately understood the issue. Sometimes, When Chase got aroused, his knot wouldn't slipped out properly. It'd stay in place and stretch against the opening to his sheath. Stretching the delicate skin uncomfortably. Chase would need to manually press down on his sheath to let it pop out properly. Marshall leaned his head into Chase's ribs.
``Awww my poor baby.''
``I'll be ok, I just need too...''
``Did some pup get too excited with how exposed he was a moment ago?''
Chase caught his breath at the sound of Marshall's assertive tone returning. He felt a paw brush against his belly.
``Chase, roll over.''
Chase did as he was instructed and rolled on to his back. Letting his body settle on the grass. His member sticking straight up in the air. The warm breeze blowing low against the slick organ. Chase still yipped and kicked his hind legs as his knot still refused to pull out properly. Marshall pulled part of the leash between his teeth before reaching one of his paws to rub at Chase's belly.
``Does my poor puppy need some help?''
Chase looked up at his companion. Giving a pleading look, He violently shook his head up and down. Begging For some relief, relief that Marshall was all too happy to provide. The fire pup quickly stroked his paw downwards. Gently rubbing Chases belly in circles. Every so often he'd brush his paw to the head of the shepherd's dick. Chase whined and flexed his stomach muscles.
``Come on Chase~ you can do it!''
Marshall began to rapidly scratch at Chases Belly; the tingling sensation causing the police pups to kick his hind leg.
``Come on pup! Red rocket! Red Rocket!'' Marshall encouraged.
With a sudden yip, Chase felt his knot finally slip out the rest of sheath. Feeling a tremendous amount of relief at finally being free and incredibly turned on. His boyfriend let his paw grip his swollen knot, squeezing it.
``There, that feels a lot better, doesn't it?''
The dalmatian slowly stroked his paw against Chases knot before running his tongue up his belly and towards his chest. Getting another whine from him.
``Wow, look at you. Sooooo pent up Chase. Does having your rocket exposed in the open like this get you going?''
``Marshall...Please...''
The dalmatian leaned down, sniffing at his tip of his dick. Keeping his strokes slow and consistent. Enjoying his boyfriend's usual masculine scent, which was slightly tainted with urine.
``Please what?'' He teased.
``Watch me...'' Chase choked out. Marshall lifted his ear in response.
``Sorry, what was that?''
``Watch me...squirt...''
``Awww that's my good boy.''
Marshall pulled his head back and started to pick up the pace with his stroking. Keeping eye contact with Chase as he did so.
``I love watching you get off, it's one of my favorite things to do with you. Soo hot, almost as hot as watching you pee earlier. I've got to make sure my good boy is relieved properly.''
``Oh dog...Mmpph!!''
Chase was putty in the dalmatians paws.
``Seeing your rocket flex and shoot pre, your fluffy balls tuck in as you get close. Bet you have quite the load to shoot, don't ya?''
``Uh huh! Uh huh!'' Chase was a panting mess. His breathing got heavier, and he struggled to keep his eyes on Marshall. The dalmatian tugged at the leash. Pulling their noses close together.
``This is what you wanted all along didn't you Chase? Me being assertive, you being a subby little boy for me? You can admit now if you want.''
``I...I'm...''
Marshall let go of the slick shaft and moved his paw against Chases balls. Giving them a firm squeeze. Massaging the warm sack between his paw pads. Chase could barely hang on.
``Hahh! Marshall!''
``Marshall what?''
``I'm...I'm your subby little puppy!'' He pleaded.
``You're my subby little...Naughty...puppy.''
Emphaszing that word with another tug at the leash. Chase complied.
``I'm your subby little naughty puppy!''
``That's it, let it all out baby, let it go.''
Marshall let his paws wander back to his sheath. Locking his paw tight around the drooling dick and pumping hard and fast. Never breaking eye contact with Chase. The police pup felt a fire burn in his belly and move towards his groin. He was completely submissive to Marshall's will and he couldn't hold back any longer.
``Marshall! Marshall! I'm...I'm there!''
The dalmatian tugged the leash once more. Leaning into bite at his boyfriends lip. Mouthing the words.
``Squirt for me.''
Chase let out a loud howl before his cock twitched one more time. Marshall brought his gaze back to the shepherd's groin. Through his paw, he could feel the load travel up the length of the puppy's dick before it suddenly shot out the tip. It flew straight up and planted a few long hot strings of spunk on Chases belly and chest. Marshall marveled at the sight. Feeling some of it hit his snout and ears. Chase growled and his body spasmed.
``AHHH! OH DOG!!! GRRRPH! Ahh!
``Dang Chase! Wow! Keep going!''
Marshall pumped his boyfriend's dick. Milking every single drop of his spunk. More and more of the white fluid squirted as Chase writhed in pleasure. He finally began to relax and the last of his load dripped out of the tip of his dick. When Marshall saw that his puppy was spent, he let him go. Giving his paw a few licks. Lapping the excess off and enjoying the taste of his lover. He turned his face towards his tired boyfriend. His eyes closed, he panted slowly and his breathing steady as he came down from his high. To his surprise, he felt Marshall unhook the metal clip of the leash from his collar. He looked up to see Marshall settle himself on top of him. Laying down and sinking into his neck and chest. Seemly not caring that his fur was going to be soaked in his mess. He gave a shy smile to him, and Chase could see his tail wag slowly in content.
``How are you feeling baby?''
``Absolutely amazing.''
Chase leaned his head forward to lap at Marshalls nose. Noticing some of his load on the fire pup's snout.
``Whoops, Got your face.''
``Where? Here?''
Marshall pointed to the side of his head, acting oblivious. Chase giggled and quickly lapped his mess off his boyfriend's face.
``There, though you probably have plenty of it soaked under your chest and belly now.''
``I don't care, I want to cuddle my handsome boy.''
Seems like Marshall's dominant attitude had faded, and the pup went back to his usual submissive self, digging his nose under Chases' chin. The police pup wrapped his paws around his back.
``There's my subby puppy.''
``Did I do good Chase? I wasn't too hard on you right?''
``No no! You did amazing! I've never seen you act that way before.''
``I can say the same thing about you mister. Seems like you'd do anything I'd say with that leash on.''
``Well almost anything...'' Chase gave a nervous smile. As he laid content with the love of his life. He couldn't help but notice the obvious hard on Marshall had, it twitched beneath him and poked against his belly.
``Do you want to take care of that Marshall?''
``Oh! Nah. Not right now.''
``Are you sure? The others might be back soon. I could do a quick paw job if you want.''
``Really Chase, It's ok.''
The police pup whined low, not wanting to blue ball his lover. Marshall quelled his concerns with another kiss to his nose.
``I'm fine. Right now, I want to cuddle. You can make it up to me later.''
``Count on it.'' Chase promised.
The pups laid in their embrace for some time, Not saying a word to one another. Feeling the slight breeze of the wind blow against their fur. Enjoying the gentle sounds of nature around them. This was one of their favorite parts after making love. Just cuddling and enjoying the ambience around them.
``Chase.'' Marshall finally spoke up.
``Yes babe?''
``I'm going to talk to Rubble later when everyone comes home. I need to let him know it's not ok for him to keep taking my food.''
``There's my confident boy! I'm sure he'll understand.''
``Mmm, thank you baby. This little exercise really did help, and it was a lot of fun.''
``You're welcome, seems like we made some progress. Though I will absolutely make sure to return the favor later.''
``Oh, I already know what I want to do.''
Chase raised an eyebrow at the mischievous dalmatian.
``Oh yeah? What did you have in mind?''
``Well for starters, I want us to chill for the rest of the day. Play tag with our friends. Maybe I will finish my drawing later if there is time. Then, when it's time for bed, I want my handsome, confident, and assertive police pup to come to my pup house....''
Marshall slowly nuzzled his nose into Chases neck. His voice was gentle and low.
``I want you to kiss me, cuddle me, and make sweet love to me. Then whisper sweet nothings into my ear as we fall asleep together.''
Chase gave a low bark in approval. Using one of his paws to pull Marshall's snout up, giving him a gentle and loving kiss on his lips, slow and sensual.
``You got it~.''
Chase continued to kiss Marshall, falling lovely into his gaze and warmth. It was then that he felt a familiar feeling wrapped around the back of his neck. Marshall had managed to slip part of the leash over Chase's head. Pulling at the fabric sightly to deepen their kiss. Marshall broke the intimate moment, a low snarl escaping his mouth.
``And sometime later tonight, when you least expect it. This leash is going back on you. I want to see that handsome and confident face pressed against my naughty red rocket. Milking every drop out of my black spotted balls before burying your snout in my butt.''
Chase's mouth had dropped, his subby boyfriend had flipped back to dominant and caught him by surprise. Marshall seemed surprised as well. Letting go of the leash and giving an awkward smile in response. Fiddling with his paws in embarrassment.
``Uh! I mean...if you want to that is! No pressure.''
The police pup gave a smirk. Marshall had come a long way in just a few hours. Chase had made some strides as well. Today showed that both boys were willing to step out of their normal roles and switch places. Marshall learning to be more confident and Chase learning to be more submissive. He knew this would mean they would eventually take things further. Marshall would one day mount him without any hesitation. A thought that might have made Chase nervous before, instead made him feel excited. His tail wagged and part of him hoped that day would come soon. Until then he was more than happy to please his lover in other ways. Long as he could be told what to do. He nodded calmly at the fire pup and replied.
``Yes Marshall''
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