He was staring again. Watching Tripod's muscular body flex and ripple as the one armed puppy lifted the hay bale skillfuly and carfully. He whimpered quietly, trying to convince himself that he was just watching him because he was walking by, but he had been standing there for almost a full two minutes. No, he knew the real reason he was watching. Tripod's legs were spread on the bar for better balance, and between then...well between them Lie the object of Lucky's current view. The tight, heavy set of balls Lucky couldn't seem to take his eyes off. He squeezed his eyes shut, but they were still there, the image stuck in his head. Damn it. Damn it no! It was wrong...it was wrong and he wasn't going to let it...

"Lucky?" a voice asked, snapping Lucky out of his thoughts. He looked up to see Tripod sitting infront of him, wiping himself down with a towel. Oh, how Lucky wanted to help. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words would come out. What excuse could he possibly have to watch Tripod so long..oh!

"W, well I just wanted..to...use the bench.." Lucky said nervously, smiling as Tripod grinned.

"Oh yeah? Happy to see me?" He asked, causing Lucky to blush slightly. He shook his head in confusion, until it hit him like a brick. Below him, half of his cock stuck free from the snowy white sheath, the red shaft of flesh sticking out like a sore thumb.

"Err...N, n..." Lucky tried to say, but he was cut off, by Tripod's lips. Lips! LIPS!! Tripod was kissing him!! Lucky wanted to melt. He wanted to ooze into a glossy puddle of lust and pleasure and stay there forever. No! No he didn't want...yes he did. He suddenly pulled away from Tripod, confused and shy. What had just happened?

"T, tripod? D, did you-"But Lucky was cut off again, another firce kiss, Tripod's lips pressing against his.

"Trrmmmoodd!!" Lucky whined through the kiss. He pulled away again to see Tripod's bright blue eyes and grinning smile.

"Liked that, didn't ya?" Tripod asked. Lucky tried his best to shake his head and come up with some snappy retort, but his mouth wouldn't work right, and he couldn't think stright for some reason.

"You don't have to say anything, I know what you want.." Tripod whispered, reaching a paw down and grasping Lucky's penis. Lucky moaned. A pure, lustful, sexual moan of enjoyment and arousal as Tripod grabbed him, and squeezed.

"Yeah, there's a good little puppy. Turn around little puppy. Turn around and bend over. " Tripod purred into Lucky's ear. Lucky didn't seem to have any control of his body as he did. He turned around, slowly carfuly, and bent over, sticking his rump up into the air and raising his tail, revealing his tight little hole.

"OH my. What a naughty little boy you are? You want this so badly, don't you?" Tripod asked, and Lucky nodded. Oh, he did. He wanted to get it up the butt from his rival, he wanted...He looked around. The barn. He was doing this in the barn, and there were so many pups watching. NO!

"T, tripod.." Lucky whimpered, but Tripod was already busyily plowing into Lucky. One hard stroke and Tripod's entire length was inside of him. Strangly it didn't hurt as much as he thought it would, but there was another harsh thrust, and another, Tripod's member stabbing and impaling him infront of an audience of other puppies. Some were laughing, some were humping each other like Tripod was doing to him, but most were just watching...and pawwing off.

"T, tripod!" Lucky whined, but Tripod didn't seem to hear him, thrusting in and out, all of it happening so fast...

Lucky gasped, his eyes wide, body drenched in sweat, his heart slamming around in his chest.

"W, what?" He asked weakly. He had fallen asleep. Asleep under the tree after he and Cadpig had...well...He looked around. Cadpig was sleeping quietly next to him, and below...geez. He reached down, paws around his cock, stroking it gently.

"OHhh...Tripod..." He moaned softly, then froze, his eyes widening in horror. Had he just said...no...no he couldn't have...But he could feel his cock throb at the very thought. The muscular pup, the sweaty sinewy body, the powerful thighs..the...the... Lucky came. His penis suddenly fired, hips pumping into the air, his paw and the grass infront of him becoming drenched in wet puppy semen. The poor spotted creature whimpered, leaning back against the tree while the pleasure of the orgasm wore off. Tripod...he had just pawwed off to a thought of Tripod...

To Be Continued...