"W-wait, please... stop!" Julian wheezed, reaching out to try and grab onto the cheetah in front of him. 

Reed slowed to a stop, panting, but otherwise alright. "Need a break?" he asked, a grin turning his smile a bit wry.

Julian nodded, one hand on his chest while trying to suck in lungfuls of air. The dalmatian doubled over and rested his paws on his knees, head hanging down. "I'm not cut out for this."

Reed patted the dog's back. "Don't push yourself. We can take it easy from here," he said.

Julian nodded vigorously and forced himself to stand up straight again and start walking. Sweat beaded everywhere on his short, spotted pelt and it was hard to wipe it from his eyes. His messy, black hair didn't help things, and only made him feel like a mop. He wore a dark red tank top that was soaked through, and blue gym shorts that only went halfway down his thighs.

The cheetah was wearing thin, gray sweats and a black t-shirt that read, "Mass Hysteria" in rainbow letters. It was darker in some places from sweat, but Reed was barely winded. He fell into step next to the dalmatian and slipped his paw into Julian's to give it a squeeze.

The dalmatian squeezed back, then tried to pull his paw away, but Reed held on tight. "No, I'm all gross and sticky."

Reed glanced behind them to make sure no one was on the trail then pulled Julian into a hug and gave him a sloppy kiss on the cheek. Julian almost tripped over his own paws as he tried to back away and fend off the cheetah at the same time. He felt Reed's muzzle pressing into the side of his and made a disgusted noise. Reed just turned the dog's muzzle towards his, gave him a quick kiss on the lips, and pulled away, keeping the dog's paw in his own.

Julian grimaced and stuck his tongue out at the cheetah as he was dragged back into a slow walk. "Gross."

"I know," Reed said, squeezing the dog's paw. "You should see some of the other places I kiss him," he teased, winking at the dalmatian.

Julian's face would have reddened from embarrassment, but the heat and exercise already left him flushed. "Oh shush, you."

Reed laughed and began swinging their arms a bit as they walked, enjoying the afternoon warmth. Star Creek Trail ran for miles, and their house was the last along the path before it disappeared into the woods along a creek. This section of the trail wasn't as frequented as further south, which made it even better, in Reed's opinion.

They walked in silence for another ten minutes, eventually letting go of each other's paws as their pace picked up. Light filtered through the canopy to cover most of the sidewalk in shadows, growing thicker as they started down the last stretch to their house.

"Wanna race the last bit back?" Reed asked, his smile turning wicked when the dog glowered at him. "I'll run backwards!"

"No way. My luck I'll trip and skid across the pavement and scrape my spots off," Julian said, hooking a finger into the pocket of his partner's sweats to discourage him from suddenly breaking off into a sprint anyway.

Reed sighed theatrically and leaned his head over onto the dalmatian's shoulder for a quick nuzzle. "Fine, fine. I've got another idea, though," he said, his voice dropping to a low whisper even though there was no one else in sight.

Julian narrowed his eyes and glanced over at the cheetah suspiciously. "What?"

Reed glanced behind them, but the coast was clear for as far as he could see. He tugged his sweats down in the front as they walked, letting his uncut cock flop out in front of him. "Could have some fun."

Julian laughed and reached over and grabbed the cheetah's dick, giving it a firm squeeze. "You're crazy. Put this away," he said, bumping his hips with the cheetah's and shaking his head in disbelief.

Reed tugged the waistband of his sweats down until it was tucked under his balls, letting his entire package hang out in the open as they walked down the sidewalk, staying cool in the shadows. "Ahh! This feels so much better, though," he teased, putting his paws behind his head as they walked.

"I swear, you're going to get us into so much trouble one of these days," Julian said, still grinning and glancing down at his boyfriend's dick. The cheetah loved to do things in public when the chance came up, and Julian was usually dragged along for the ride.

Reed wiggled his hips, making his flaccid length dance around. "Hasn't happened yet. Come on, join me." The cheetah reached over to give the dalmatian's short's a soft tug.

Julian groaned and let his head roll back on his shoulder, shoulders slumping. He glanced back over his shoulder to make sure they were alone. "I would only do this for you," he complained with a smile, tugging his shorts down under his own balls to let his black-spotted sheath flop out in front of him, tip already poking free.

"Good boy," Reed purred, reaching down to give the dalmatian's balls a gentle squeeze. "See? Don't you feel better?"

"I feel like my shorts are going to fall any second," he said, watching the cheetah's pay play around with his junk. The breeze did feel nice, though.

Reed snorted and gave the dog's sheath a squeeze before the teasing riled himself up too much. Already, his uncut shaft was pointing out in front of him a bit more than before. "You worry too much."

"Trip. Boom. Pavement. Skid. Pain," Julian said, paws at his hips and gripping the waistband of his shorts to keep them from falling.

The cheetah pointed ahead of them at a bench built off to the side for people to rest along the trail. "Wanna sit for a bit and keep an eye out for people passing by?" he asked, taking a few steps towards it.



Julian watched his boyfriend stride over to the park bench and casually flop down onto it, sweats now around his thighs. His dick lay across the bottom of his shirt, balls bunched up atop his legs, which were held closed by his sweats. The dalmatian glanced either way on the path before awkwardly waddling over and sitting on the bench next to him. 

"You look… so uncomfortable," Reed teased, reaching a paw out to pet down the back of the dog's red tank top. 

The dalmatian chuckled nervously but slowly relaxed back against the bench, his shorts still pulled up under his balls. An inch of red dog cock poked up from his furry pouch from the attention. He looked up along the trail, then down, and realized that the vantage here was pretty good. 

Reed noticed and grinned. "See? This bench is perfect for jacking off on. You can see someone coming for almost a quarter mile either way. Plenty of time to not look suspicious. Unless they're going downhill on a bike, but still," he waved a paw dismissively. "Here, I know how to help you relax."

Reed climbed up onto the bench to sit on the back, then swung a leg up and over the dalmatian as he scooted closer. Now sitting behind the dog, he leaned down and started rubbing his shoulders and neck. "See? Just lean back and relax."

Julian tensed up when he felt the feline's paws on his shoulders, but he couldn't deny that it felt nice; Reed knew how to use his paws. "We're less than fifteen minutes from home. A shower is relaxing, too," he said half-heartedly.

"But it's such a nice day! Come on," he leaned down to nuzzle between the dalmatian's ears, giving one a playful nip. His paws squeezed and massaged the dog's neck, thumbs pressing into knots and tense muscles.

The dalmatian let his head roll side to side, the tension draining from some of his muscles as he let the cheetah work his magic. "Fine… this feels really good."

Reed's chest rumbled, his purring increasing as he nosed one of those spotted ears. "Maybe you could… play with yourself a bit while I rub your shoulders?" he asked quietly.

Julian's face heated up and his sheath stirred, the tip poking free after having just slid away. The request didn't surprise him. Reed loved making him put on shows like this at home and a few times on road trips. He let out a soft whine of protest, but his paw was already moving to his sheath.

The cheetah's fingers dug into the dalmatian's shoulders, expertly working the muscles loose. He'd already slipped out of his sweats when he moved behind the dog and made sure to keep glancing up and down the path just in case someone came by. He licked his lips as he watched the dog stroke his own sheath, more of that tapered, red shaft sliding into view.

Julian gasped whenever the cheetah's fingers found a particularly sore muscle, the flare of pain making his muscles all twitch. Between his legs, his paw toyed with his sheath. Before he'd thought better of it, his fingers pushed his sheath down over the swell of his knot, working the pink length out in the open. A minute would pass before he'd remember to check for other trail-goers, and he'd gasp and whip his head in either direction in a panic before the cheetah could shush him back to relaxing.

Reed whispered little things to his dalmatian while they sat there, enjoying the gentle, summer breeze and the rustling trees overhead. He found it increasingly difficult to remember to keep lookout, his eyes locked to the Julian's cock as it grew and pulsed in the dog's spotted paw. Pre was beginning to spray up onto the dog's tank top, but Julian wasn't paying enough attention to care.

The cheetah squirmed atop the bench, hard as a rock but unable to really play with himself with his butt hanging off the back of the bench. He wanted more, but this was about as risky as he thought the dog would allow. He imagined trying to convince Julian to let him ride the dog right there on the bench and grinned. Maybe he could settle…

"Hey, babe," he whispered, drawing the dog's attention. The paw stroking the dog's cock paused and Reed growled softly as he squeezed the dalmatian's shoulders. "No one is out here…"

Julian returned with his own playful growl and leaned his head back against the cheetah's lap, feeling the feline's cock. "Not a chance."

"Aww, please? No one has come by," he said, sticking out his bottom lip to really sell the pout; he knew the dog would say no.

"No! That's way too risky. And you'll probably try to take my knot and make things extra risky," Julian countered, sticking his tongue out and grinning up at his boyfriend.

Reed scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I would never do that," he lied. If Julian had said yes, he absolutely would have taken the dog's knot. He might not get another chance! 

Julian narrowed his eyes knowingly at the cheetah, still absently stroking over his cock, though the cat's paws had stopped massaging him. "I don't believe you."

"Typical," the cat sighed dramatically. "Can I suck you off, then?" Julian opened his muzzle to say no, but Reed hurried on. "Please! You can keep an eye out and I'll stop as soon as you see anyone."

The dalmatian's brow furrowed as he thought about that, trying to find any flaws in the plan. His cock throbbed between his fingers, and he sighed. "Fine, fine." Then his muzzle split into a grin as he laughed at himself. "I suppose I'll let you suck my dick."

 "See?" Reed beamed, dismounting the back of the bench and stepping around in front of the bench, paws on his hips. "Most guys would kill to get their dick sucked."

Julian leaned back on the bench, reaching one paw up to give Reed's cock a few quick tugs, his fingers coming back slimy with the cheetah's pre. "In public? Where they might get caught?"

Reed let out a pleased churr, rocking his hips into his boyfriend's paw. "Tch, course!" He carefully kneeled down between the dalmatian's legs, pulling the dog's shorts and boxers down to his ankles so he could kneel on that instead of the concrete. "Perfect. Now you can't run away."

The dalmatian's cheeks were pink with a bit of embarrassment, but he just wiggled his feet paws and angled his cock towards the cheetah. "We saw from earlier that you could catch me any time you want."

"I already did," Reed said simply, giving the dog a sincere smile before it turned devious. He leaned his slim muzzle in and pressed it to the base of the dog's cock, taking in his scent.

Julian yipped in surprise and squirmed back in his seat, spreading his legs as best he could to give the feline access. "Just be quick… I feel really exposed out here."

The cheetah exhaled hot breath over the dalmatian's balls, nuzzling at the dog's half-swollen knot and getting pre messed into his fur. "Alright, alright. Just keep a lookout, okay?"

"I will," Julian said, then quickly looked both directions, realizing he'd forgotten yet again. That fear left his mind when the cheetah's mouth wrapped around the tip of his cock.

Reed didn't want to press his luck too far today. He might be able to convince Julian to come out here again for more fun if things went well. So, he wrapped his muzzle around the dog's shaft and pressed down until the tip pressed into the back of his throat. His right paw squeezed down just behind the dog's growing knot and squeezed, stroking upwards to tug up behind it. The left curled around his own cock and began stroking.

Julian didn't bother to hold back a moan, isolated as they were, and put a paw on the back of the cheetah's head. He wanted to buck up into that warm muzzle as it began bobbing back and forth over his length, but let the cheetah have his fun.

Pre was drooling from the corners of the cheetah's muzzle as he slurped around the dalmatian's shaft, lips hitting the top of the thick knot on each downward shove. They'd been with each other long enough that the cat knew how to get the dog to cum quickly, and he alternated between squeezing the thick knot to tugging up behind it.

The dalmatian squirmed and panted through his open maw, his balls pulling up close as he drew closer and closer to his peak. He'd long forgotten about keeping watch and he had both paws on the cheetah's head, holding back the urge to grab hold and start thrusting.

Reed could tell Julian was getting close. The dog's breathing was ragged, and his hips twitched upwards involuntarily. The cheetah pumped his own cock furiously, determined to cum at the same time as his boyfriend. He thrust his muzzle down, spearing that cock into the back of his maw, jaw stretched wide as he mouthed at the thick knot in front of his face.

Julian felt himself tip past the edge of no return and his muscles began tensing up. His neck went stiff, toes curling, and legs seizing up. His eyes had been closed for a several minutes and they drifted open as he began to lose himself to his climax. Then, out of the corner of his eye: movement. A biker.

Julian yelped in surprise, paws shoving hard on the back of the cheetah's head, forcing him down. Teeth scraped against the swell of his knot and Reed made a strangled choking sound. Warmth and tightness clamped down around the dalmatian's knot and he felt his cock fire the first rope of cum down his boyfriend's throat even as he flailed about in a panic.

Reed felt his jaw stretch almost painfully wide before it was plugged with his boyfriend's knot. He was still completely unaware of the situation, and he groaned as best he could as his cock throbbed in his paw, unloading across the pavement in front of him. He didn't have much time to enjoy it before his head was yanked upwards and then shoved back.

Julian felt his cock throbbing and firing but had no room to enjoy everything as he tried to hide himself from view. He hadn't even really caught on to the fact that he'd knotted Reed's small muzzle, so when he desperately tried to stand up from the bench, several things happened all at once.

His hips dragged Reed's head with him, forcing the cat to sit upright and start to stand. The shorts around his ankles trapped his feet paws, causing him to fall forwards, away from the bench. Reed had been kneeling on his clothes when he was forced upwards, and this only helped propel him backwards.

Julian managed to catch the back of Reed's head with one paw as he fell forward off the bench and onto the pavement, landing on his other arm. His face was red as a beat and his hips jerked forward against Reed's head, knot plugging the cheetah's maw.

The feline sputtered and coughed up some of the dalmatian's seed from his muzzle, his own load emptying out across his crotch and thighs. Julian's cock was wedged down his throat and he could barely breathe. Everything hurt, but he was still a bit too dazed to really tell what was going on.

Above him, he could hear the dalmatian's shaky voice rambling on about something, interspersed with gasps or groans that the feline could feel through the pulsing mass in his maw. Reed couldn't see what was going on, and he was pretty sure the dalmatian was talking into his paw with how muffled it was. Then another voice chilled his spine.

"Are… are you guys okay?"



Julian whined as he stepped into the spray of hot water, his muscles aching all over. Reed had helped him clean up his arms and paw which had gotten scraped in the fall, and the skin was still tender and painful. The cheetah had wrenched a muscle in his neck and couldn't turn his head to the left but was in fantastic spirits otherwise.

Reed slipped into the shower behind Julian and closed the glass door. "Oh, stop your whining. We made a new friend!" the cheetah teased, hugging the dalmatian from behind.

The dalmatian's face turned red and he brought a paw up to wipe at his eyes. "That was the most humiliating thing ever…"

"You were cumming SO much." Reed ground against the dalmatian's rear and shuddered all over.

"We could have been arrested," the dalmatian whined, though he couldn't help but grin. 

"Flooded my maw. I thought I was going to drown. You need to knot my muzzle more often. Definitely need practice," Reed said, reaching down to fondle the dog's sheath.

Julian winced and pulled his hips back with a laugh. "Please not ever in public again. The next guy might not have a boner."

Reed whistled and shook his head. "He wanted so badly to ask if he could join in right then and there."

The dalmatian sighed and closed his eyes, soaking in the warm water. "He was pretty cute," he said after a while.

"See? It's a good thing we got caught." Reed let go of the dalmatian and turned the dog around to kiss him on the lips.

Julian returned the kiss and pouted, shaking his head even as he smiled. "It worked out this time, sure. What about next time?"

Reed's amber eyes widened, and he growled playfully. "Are you saying there's a next time?"

Julian's cheeks reddened and he kissed the cheetah again. "For you? Always."