Date 3


	"So where are we going next?" asked Brian as they got back into the car and Jasper turned the key.

	"I thought we'd go to the mall next to get you some more clothes and have some fun," explained Jasper full of flamboyancy.

	"That sounds fine," replied Brian.  "It's always nice and peaceful to walk in the mall, though I don't know if it is very necessary to buy me more clothes.  You know I hardly wear more than a dog collar most of the time."

	"Yeah, B, but you know this isn't Quahog," Jasper continued.  "This is LA and here, things are a lot livelier, especially at the mall I'm taking you.  Everything is a lot faster paced here so if you don't keep up you'll get eaten alive."

	"You're the expert, Jas," said Brian.  "I'll follow you're lead on this."

	"That's my boy," answered Jasper sweetly scratching Brian behind the ear causing his foot to start thumping on the floor.


	Brian got to see what Jasper meant by LA being nothing like Quahog when they got to the mall.  The one in Quahog couldn't even compare in the slightest of how massive and over the top this one appeared.  Around the entrance there was several statue of objet d'art that it was impossible for anyone to be able to tell what they were of if then even were supposed to resemble anything at all.  The floors and walls of the mall were all made of marble and carved in such a manner to make it look palace of royalty than a mall.  Despite it being a weekday and the middle of the day, the parking lot was jammed and it was a miracle that they found a parking space.

	"I've never seen a mall this jammed before," commented Brian.  "I doubt this many people could fit into the mall in Quahog."

	"That mall could fit in this one," bragged Jasper pulling Brian inside.  As the doors opened Brian's ears were pelted with the loud bass from the music playing inside.  He covered his ears as he felt the sheer force of the music make his body quake and he began to wonder if he was really in a mall or a gay bar.  Seeing most of the people inside shaking their money makers to the music pushed his decision to the later.

	"Is this a gay mall?" asked Brian loudly so he could speak over the music.

	"Well I'm gay if you forgot," answered Jasper unable to resist grooving to the music so close to Brian.  If made the plump pooch blush a bit as he felt Jasper's rear press up against his crotch and send some pleasure radiating from it.  Not wanting to admit it, but unable to prevent it from having the usual effect on him.  The only thing that rescued Brian was the music coming to an end and a more sedate song replacing it.  Everyone around them started to stop dancing and Jasper along with them.

	"Well that was a little out there," commented Brian breathing deep to try and calm down.  "What was all that about?"

	"When the music plays we just can't help but wiggle our hips, B," explained Jasper, a bit of a waggle still in his step as they return to the task they originally set out for.  "Give me a bit of time and I'll have you doing that with the rest of us."

	"I don't know if that's really for me," admitted Brian.

	"You promised to follow my lead, did you not, B?" questioned Jasper moving closer to Brian so he pressed against Brian's stomach.  One hand found its way to Brian's hand locking their fingers together and the other to Brian's rear giving it a slight squeeze.  "Now you don't want to go back on your promise now do you?"

	"I don't think it was really that much of a promise," stuttered Brian feeling his heart pound like a drum.  It was so fast and hard that Jasper could even feel it.

	"Well promise now," whispered Jasper his cheek pressed against Brian's as he softly spoke into Brian's ear.  "You are here to feel better about yourself and in order to do that you must follow through with every decision and every commitment no matter what."

	"If that's what I have to do," mumbled Brian finding that he was strangely compelled to go along with anything he said.  "Then I'll do it."

	"That's wonderful," Jasper stated as he suddenly let go of Brian's rear and pulled him by the hand to a clothing store.  "We've got a lot of work ahead of us now."

	"Work?" asked Brian fumbling about as he tried to keep up with Jasper's hurried pace.  "I thought you were teaching me to dance like you do."

	"In due time, B," giggled Jasper.  "But if you are here for a week then I have got to make the most of every minute I have you."

	Brian was lead into a clothing store, but Jasper's grip refused to let go until he made it to the changing room in the back.  On their hurried way, Brian took notice of the clothing on display and on mannequin bodies.  Despite Brian not wanting to put a label on anything, just the name of the place, "Simply Fabulous," convinced him that this was a gay clothing store.  All the clothing looked to for men and was bright and vibrant, more pink shirts and pants than he had ever seen in one location.  There were some t-shirts that admitted it too with phrases on them saying things like, "Horny for Hunks" and "Hungry for Hot Dawgs."  Some had pictures on them, some very suggestive, though the most tame was a linked pair of male arrow sign on the shirt.  Brian couldn't imagine himself actually wearing any of that stuff, but could easily imagine this stuff was on the cutting edge of style and would likely reach the Quahog mall by Christmas.

	"Wait in here, now, B," instructed Jasper as he opened the door to a changing room.  "I'm going to pick out some nice outfits for you and you'll get o try them on."

	"Shouldn't I come?" asked Brian.  "You won't know if I like the outfits if I don't."

	"You have a good point," answered Jasper.  "Then come with me."  As he said this, the music in the mall began to pick up again and already, Jasper's hips were starting to move.

	"Actually, I've changed my mind, Jas," stated Brian unable to avert his eyes from Jasper's his.  "I'll just wait here."  Before Jasper could respond he shut the door and locked it defensively.

	"Works either way for me," chuckled Jasper as he walked off, his rump swaying to the beat of the music and his tail wagging just the same.  Brian didn't know if Jasper might have planned this somehow or it was just a coincidence, but he was at his cousin's mercy.

	Taking a seat, Brian tried to figure out how to occupy his time until Jasper returned.  He first began to think about his family, the Griffins back home.  They were going to get worried that he had yet to return home after his date.  Not wanting to worry them, he took out his cell phone to call, but it wouldn't turn on.

	"Batteries are dead," groaned Brian.  "I'll have to ask Jasper if I can borrow his when he gets back."

	Next, Brain allowed his eyes to wander around the changing room, not that it was particularly interesting.  It was a small cubical big enough for two or three people and some clothes.  There were three walls and one door.  One wall had a mirror and the wall on the opposite side had a bench extended from it.  On the last wall there were a set of hooks to hand shirts from.  Just sitting in there was boring Brian to sleep, but he was relieved when he noticed something in the reflection of the mirror, showing him something hidden under the bench he was sitting on.  It was some pants and curiously he reached down to pick them up, figuring someone must've left them in here by mistake.  There were a couple pairs, with a stretchable waistband on each and looked to be just about right for Jasper or him to wear.  They looked nice, and Brian was almost tempted to get them, but then noticed one particular thing about them, they weren't two separate pairs, but two pairs connected together by the back of one and the front of the other.  Taking an investigative look inside, Brian discovered a hunch he had was correct.  There was a sizable hole connecting the two pants and if the wearer in back got erect they'd have perfect access to the other wearer's tail hole.   Throwing them back to where he found them, Brian tried to wash the thought from his head, but now he was stuck thinking about how Jasper was dancing against his crotch earlier and thought what could've happened if they had been wearing those pants. 

	A lot more time passed and Jasper was still not back yet.  Brian was getting stuff just sitting around with nothing to do.  More than on one occasion he was tempted to leave the changing room, but each rump-shaking song was followed by another and he didn't want to run into anyone moving to the beat, particularly because he found the music was growing on him as his ears adjusted to the volume and it was making his foot tap.  When his restlessness finally became too much he stood up to stretch and looked at his reflection that stared back at him.  Nervously he chuckled over what he was considering.  He unlocked and opened the door quick to make sure nobody was there then closed the door again and returned to his reflection.

	"Care to dance?" he asked his reflection and responded for it a "yes."

	Smiling, Brian began to wiggle his hips slightly as he tried to get a rhythm going.  Slowly he started to pick up the pace to the music finding a grove that worked for him.  He watched his reflection mimic his every move finding a strange sense of delight in watching his body move so energetically and freely.  The loud music pounded on his ears making it impossible for him to think too hard and allowed his cardinal desires to drive him allowing him to grow bolder without restraint or fear.  Without realizing it, his rear found its way to the mirror and began to press against it as he gyrated his hips.  While his reflection was mimicking the same behavior he imagined it remained facing him as he pressed his rear against its crotch.

	"Oh, yeah!  That's the stuff," moaned Brian full of ecstasy.

	"Is everything alright, B?" asked Jasper who spoke not with intrigue, but with giddiness.  A smirk was across his face as he watched Brian still moving his hips even after he saw Jasper was watching him and he realized he forgot to lock the door again.  The music came to an end and like breaking free of a trance; Brain stood up straight once more, his hips still, but likely were going to be sore by tomorrow from the workout they got.  "I thought I was going to have to work on your dancing, B, but you're a natural.  I haven't seen a passionate crotch rub like that since my last birthday when I got double serving of everything with sugar on top."

	"You thought I," began Brian his mind racing while he attempted to find a believable excuse.  He knew that nothing would be enough to deny he was dancing, but he knew he could at least hide the motive a bit.  To start, he chuckled trying to sound amused rather than tense.  "I just got an itch on my rear I couldn't reach so I was rubbing my butt on the mirror and well, once I get started I just can't stop and, well, the next thing I know, I'm scratching my rear to the music."

	Brian waited for Jasper's response.  The smile never left his face as he approached Brian, one hand extended towards Brian while the other closed and locked the door behind him.  Another loud song started playing to Jasper's favor as his fingers pressed against Brian's rear and started to scratch.

	"No, don't do it," began Brian knowing what his cousin was aiming for, but the rubbing coupled with the music was overwhelming for him.  His food started pounding the floor as his tail wagged rapidly.  It became impossible for Brian to fight it as Jasper relentlessly scratched Brian's weak spot.

	"That's a good boy," cooed Jasper gently.  He had planned to hold off on doing anything this big to Brian so soon or in a public place no less, but Brian was begging for it even if he didn't fully realize it himself.

	A few minutes in, Jasper saw Brian was too far gone to fight and chose to take it a step further, using his free hand to lift up his shirt and expose his chest and belly.  Helping Brian onto his back, he changed his tactics from a butt rub to a belly rub so he could experience that plump stomach while it was still in early development.  One hands danced along his soft fur, finding it just as alluring as his rear that his other hand was still working on, moving more towards his tail hole that caused Jasper to lick his lips with anticipation.  Slipping a finger into the crack he traced the pucker with great care.  Just from the feel he could tell how tight and fresh it was, as if the owner was still a virgin, but both dogs knew the truth.  Still, that knowledge made it all the more desirable for Jasper knowing how rare it was to have an experienced partner with parts that haven't become used goods yet.  Even knowing this, Jasper couldn't act yet, knowing it was too soon to introduce Brian to his little friend that was already longing to visit.  Instead, this was an opportunity to give his pudgy pooch a bit of positive reinforcement for the future, while his mind was numbed, and his hearing and sense of touch overwhelmed.  This left taste and smell available and quite sensitive for what he had in store.

	Abandoning rubbing Brian's rear so he could move closer Brian's head, he blushed seeing his cute blissful face, so happy and content at his moment in time.  Carefully, he waved his hand over Brian's face to make sure he wasn't fully conscious.  Then he reached for something, something that he knew Brian would never expect.  Slowly he brought it closer to Brian's face knowing timing was the key.  His breathing became heavy and adrenaline rushed through his body.  His heart beat as fast as Brian's and it felt like they were both in synch.  Taking a final deep breath, Jasper shoved a smelly, old sock into Brian's face.

	"Yuck!" gagged the dog jumping to his feet instantly in disgust as the fowl taste of countless sweaty smelly feet covered his tongue and entered his nose at once.  Normally, Brian had a thing for smelly socks, but even this was too much.  "What did you do that for?"

	"I already told you I don't kiss on the first date," giggled Jasper seeing how perfectly pranked Brian was.  "Besides, I thought you were too far gone to even notice or were you still conscious enough?"

	"Of course I had no idea," answered Brian, though he was having a hard time making eye contact with Jasper.  "But this is hardly the worse thing someone has done to me with a butt rub."

	"Oh, really?" asked Jasper curious.  "Do tell."

	"I swore never to say more than that so let's just skip it," said Brian trying to get the taste out of his mouth.  Did you get me some clothes?"

	"Left it outside the changing room.  Just give me one more second to bring it in," replied Jasper leaving the changing room to go fetch it, leaving a baffled and unfulfilled Brian to wait.