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"Aww man, I'm really sorry." Lucky was saying as he walked along with his plump canine companion. Rolly forced a small smile as he and Lucky worked on putting at much distance from the Kernel's railway car as possible.
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"Aww, don't worry about it Lucky. It wasn't too hard," Rolly said quietly. Lucky bit his lip, letting Rolly walk forward a few steps before following along. Rolly's behind had been given color. Instead of the usual shade of white, the pup's rump was a bright shade of red due to the spanking he had received from the Kernel himself. Each cheek was tanned to a point were Lucky winced looking at it. He hadn't seen many spankings in his life, and his parents were against psychical discipline, but the Kernel, on the other paw, was not. He had lived though wars, and rough times, and things nobody should see, so something as simple as a spanking, wouldn't never phase him, as would a dog of today. It was all his fault for accidentally tossing the frisbee to hard in the first place. It sailed right through the railway car's open window, and virtually disintegrated on the kernel's pictures. It must have been the picture of a war buddy or something, because he was angrier then Lucky had ever seen him before! Fortunately for Rolly he only got of with a spanking, the way the Kernel was going on, but Lucky's conscience was weighing on him heavier and heavier with each passing step. He should have said omething instead of watching quietly from the bushes, while Rolly got a heavy paw applied to his tail end.
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"H..hey Rolly, I'm really sorry," Lucky said again. Rolly turned around and forced a weak smile. "And I said not to worry about it. I should have just told the Kernal what happened, instead of trying to play dumb. I'm a horrible liar." Rolly explained. But it still didn't make Lucky feel any better. They didn't speak anymore until they reached Hiccup Hole, where Rolly sunk into the water. The pond was mercifully cool to his tail-end, soothing his poor heated cheeks, and taking his mind away from such painful memories. Lucky crawled in after him. They both swam around idly, not talking much, making the whole ordeal awkward, and the next action Lucky took, made everything even worse. Rolly yelped in shock and pain when he felt the furry paws latch onto his plump posterior.
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"L..Lucky? Whadda ya doin?" Rolly asked quietly. Lucky gave a nervous smile, his paws gently squeezing, and caressing his friend's big bottom. 
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"Well I figured you could use a massage to ease your mind from all this you know. I know Cadpig would be better at it, "Butt", I figured, I could try my paws at it." Lucky said sheepishly, working his fingers gently over Rolly's behind. Rolly shook his head wildly, but when he opened his muzzle to respond, he found it filled with water! He had to concentrate on just keeping afloat while Lucky's paws stroked his butt. 
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Lucky seemed to be quite good as giving massages from Rolly's point of view. His paws seemed to be everywhere at once, and so gentle and soft. Like he had been doing it for years or had become an expert over night. Or maybe Cadpig had just rubbed of on him. Regardless of how Lucky came across this skill, Rolly was becoming increasingly glad that he had obtained it. His paws were like magic, and in the water, it seemed to sooth every sore nerve ending his large rear had to offer. It was about this point, Rolly was learning how truly sensitive his behind was. Maybe it had gotten that way because of the spanking, but Lucky's paws had forced his puppy cock to stand out under the water, and each gentle grope was causing Rolly to get nearer and nearer to the point of panting. He could feel on of Lucky's blunt claw tips slide up the crevice of his rump, and stop right under his tail, causing Rolly to shiver. He was so caught up in Lucky's paws, it took him a few moments to realize that the other dog had stopped.
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"L..lucky?" Rolly asked, looking around. Lucky had crawled out of the pond and was shaking off, turning to leave, when Rolly inquired about his current destination. Lucky tilted his head, giving his brother an "Are you nuts?" look.
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"Uh, the chow tower bell just went off, it's Lunch time, are you alright?" Lucky asked, starting back for the pond. Rolly blushed deeper and shook his head.
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"N..no! Don't, I'm fine! Don't come back into the water! I'm fine! Really! Nothing wrong with me! It's not like I'm gonna wait till you leave, or anything, I'm fine, just fine," Rolly said nervously. He really was a terrible liar, but Lucky didn't question it. He simply nodded and disappeared over the hillside towards the barn. Rolly sighed deeply, his paws sliding down between his legs, where he took the fat shaft of meat into his paws. He had never compared it to any other dog, but he figured he was fairly lengthy. He let out a quietly moan, sliding his fingers towards the throbbing tip. He was so horny after Lucky's massage that it wasn't going to take him long. Not after something like that.
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"Oh P..p, papa, I'm..I'm going." Rolly whimpered. He began to sink as his body tensed with pleasure, and ropey bursts of his cum shot out into the water, where they were absorbed, and quickly disappeared. He swam back up to the surface, panting, and gasping for air. Now he had to hurry and get to the barn, but how embarrassing. He couldn't show up to eat with a pink bottom from a spanking. How humiliating, he'd need to think of a new plan. He whimpered softly, swimming back and forth in the pond, trying to figure out a good excuse, when a shrill bark caused him to perk his ears up. Lucky was standing there on the hill, tail wagging happily. He gave Rolly a sly smile. 
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"Well, I figured in your currently state, you wouldn't want to show up at the barn, so, I brought you a bucket full of kibble!" Lucky said happily. Rolly beamed.
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"Aww Lucky! You're the best!" He said, swimming towards his brother who stood a few feet away from him. Lucky smiled.
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"Well what are friends for?" He asked. 
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