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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      PAW_Patrol
  Relationship:
      ChaseXMarshall, MarshallXRocky, RockyXChase, MarshallXChaseXRocky
  Character:
      Chase, Marshall, Rocky, Zuma, Skye, Ryder, Rubble
  Additional Tags:
      pup_-_Freeform, Threesome, animal_-_Freeform, Lemon, Furry, Wish
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-08-09 Updated: 2015-10-30 Chapters: 5/? Words: 20059
****** Home All Alone ******
by DoubleP1997
Summary
     Ryder, Rubble, Zuma and Skye are on a mission so the three males
     Rocky, Marshall and Chase are alone. Not that bad but what should
     they do? Maybe it is time to try something "new"!
     This story is a lemon, so it contains erotical scenes, it is yaoi and
     it is about pups! MxM action (Chapter 4) leading into MxMxM action!
     (Chapter 5) MarshallXChase, later MarshallXChaseXRocky!
Notes
     A strange story and my first lemon in english... Hope you'll like it
***** What to do? *****
“Let's get started! Paw Patrol is on a roll!”, the leader of the team of pups
shouts as he raises his fist into the air and starts the mission with that. He
runs past the row of his six team members, best friends and, the most
important, family members as they bark and howl in agreement and excitement.
This time Captain Turbot needs their help and with their help I mean the help
of Ryder, Zuma, Skye and Rubble. Chase, Marshall and Rocky are staying in the
headquarter for today. Ryder heads towards his sliding pole that leads to the
basement, which is also the garage of the building the Paw Patrol calls their
home and their headquarter, to get his ATV. As he reaches the solid metal
object he leaps onto it, grabs it with both hands and starts his journey down
the dimly lit pipe. At the same time the brown Labrador, the light brown and
white Bulldog and the only female member of the team start running towards
their own way down to their vehicles. In the meantime Chase, the German
Shepherd and police pup of the team, Marshall, the Dalmatian and the
firefighting pup of the Paw Patrol, and Rocky, the Mixed-Breed and the
recycling pup, are just sitting there and watching their friends leaving the
Lookout to start their journey to solve Captain Turbots problem.
Right after the last pup, Zuma, gets onto the slide and travels down the yellow
spiral-shaped object, Chase gets up and begins to shake himself before he
looses the zipper of his dark-blue uniform and frees himself of it. The other
males only watch him doing it until his brownish fur is fully revealed again
and he takes his clothes into his mouth, walks next to the elevator and places
them onto the floor where he leaves them. While he is on his way back to his
former position between the other two pups, who are watching him the entire
time with short breaks to look at each other faces and ask each other what he
is up to through their expressions. Finally Marshall takes the word and asks
the German Shepherd, who just came back and placed his rump back onto the blue
and pretty warm floor. “Chase? What are you doing? Don't you think Ryder might
need us?” But Chase just shakes his head and explains his thoughts. “I don't
really think so... Why should he need a firefighter? Or a police officer? Or a
recycling pup? There is no way he would need us. Zuma, Skye and Rubble will
handle everything just fine.” There is no way any pup could argue with that but
still Marshall isn't quite sure about it. Rocky shares the same opinion and
isn't afraid of sharing it with the other two. “Yeah... I think you're right.
But I will keep my uniform on. I mean we are talking about Captain Turbot after
all. If there is no way he would need us he will surely find a way. Like he
always does.” Marshall nods in agreement and smiles as he notices that his best
friend shares his opinion. “I don't force you to do it. I don't mind. But since
we have some free time now, does anyone know what we can do? Else it will
become very boring for the three of us”, the German Shepherd answers and
switches his glimpse between Marshall and Rocky, who are obviously thinking
about possible activities. After a few seconds Rocky has an idea but it isn't
something for every pup. “I think I will use the free time to tidy up my pup-
house. I've collected like hundreds of different objects I want to recycle in
the near future and stashed them there but I almost can't sleep in it anymore.
I am sure I don't have to mention that spending time in it is impossible.”
“Great and what about us?”, Marshall asks, puts on a disappointed facial
expression and starts to whimper. That way Rocky might think of something for
them to do. After all he loves it to help his friends if they need him and
right now they surely need him. “Okay, okay Marshall, Jeez. There is no reason
for you to whimper like a two months old pup who just lost his favorite toy”,
Rocky sighs and shakes his head almost annoyed, “I will think of something you
two can do while I'm busy.” Instantly the depressed mimic turns into a wide
smile and almost the same one appears on the police pups face. While Rocky
begins to imagine activities Marshall pokes Chases side with his paw and
whispers as quite as he can that he knew that would happen. Hearing that makes
Chase giggle and Marshall joins him until the Mixed-Breeds voice gets their
attention. “As I remember correctly both of you enjoy watching funny videos...
Am I right?” Marshall and Chase nod and, with that, enables the planned
activity. A smile builds itself up on the gray pups face as he continuous his
explanation with an obvious gladness in his voice. “You could watch some videos
on the internet. I am pretty sure you can kill many hours by searching them,
watching them and after that laughing your asses off.” “I like that idea!”,
Chase shouts and Marshall can't hide his excitement as his tail wags as fast as
it most likely can and he gets onto his four paws almost jumping and dancing.
“Okay, Let us go”, Rocky proposes and, without even saying something all three
pups are heading towards the elevator. After entering it Chases barks loudly
and orders a ride down to the first floor. The small room with walls out of
glass and metal begins to move and only a few seconds later it stops again to
open its doors to allow the three males to leave it again.
There their path split up as Rocky runs straight forward to reach the big
entrance door, which opens as he places one paw onto the black carpet in front
of it. Most likely it is something about the pressure or the weight or
something like that but I can't really explain it... (Sorry!!) Marshall and
Chase are heading left and towards the red door, which leads into the living
room considering a blue couch with yellow pillows and two blankets. One of them
is black and the other one is light gray. The couch stands a few feet away from
the pretty big flat-screen television, the DVD-player and the gaming console.
Between the couch and the television stands a rectangular table with two
surfaces. The upper one is made out of very strong glass and the bottom one is
out of normal wood. I think it is oak like the rest of the table... Anyway! In
on of the edges of the room stands a second table, which is a little bit bigger
and in front of it stand three wooden chairs. On the table you can see a white
computer with the monitor and the processor. Also a keyboard and a computer
mouse can be seen, both of them are white just like the whole computer. That's
it!
***** Not that bad *****
The two males enter the comfortable room and steps onto the lovely and soft
dark blue carpet. The feeling of it always sends a wave of pleasure and
relaxation through their furry bodies and every paw of them begins to tickle
and tingle. “What do you think how long will it take until Rocky comes back and
joins us again?”, Marshall asks as he takes a look over his shoulder and
watches the entrance almost a little bit sad. He is, after all, his best friend
and it somehow sounded like he wanted to have some time for himself without
him. Chase also notices that and tries to cheer up his good friend by placing
his paw on his other shoulder and secures him that he will come back in no
time. That really helps and they head towards the big table with the three
chairs.
They know exactly where the computer is located because both of them used it
many times before to search something, watch videos or play games. Marshall
mostly reads stories online including characters of his favorite show called
''Gravity Rises'', a show about a younger brother and an older sister who are
living in a mysterious town called Gravity Rises. They are living with their
aunt and experiencing the strangest, scariest, most dangerous but also most
exciting adventures. Just between you and me... He ships the main protagonist
Daisy and one of the minor protagonists Wendel, who works at a gift shop which
belongs to Daisys and Marcos aunt.
Chase spends most of his time at the computer on gaming sites to solve some
riddles or answer questions in quiz games. That way he can train his brain and
have a good time!
Anyway, Let us see what happens next!
They go past the couch and Chase, who walks ahead of Marshall, picks up one of
the pillows, which most likely fell down when someone stood up or sat down.
Unfortunately he doesn't notice the red, blue and yellow dotted ball underneath
it, which belongs to Rubble. As he goes past it he tells his friend that he
just took care of the pillow. “I don't want you to stumble and to fall down
again... The first time today was already enough for one day. I still have a
slightly pain in my back because of it”, he adds and giggles quietly, almost
provocatively. Marshall notices that and seems kind of upset about it but it
wasn't his fault at all! “I wasn't the one who left the roller skate there!”,
he answers a little bit louder and gains an answer in return, which only bugs
him even more. “But you were the one who stepped onto it. Every pup else dodged
it and avoided it but you landed right on it and crashed into us. But it is not
like we aren't used to it.” That is the last straw that makes the camels back
break and now Marshall wants to explain it once and for all. “Hey!”, he shouts
almost furious that leads the German Shepherd to stop and to take a look over
one of his shoulders, “It is not my fault that I am always the one who
triiiiiiaaaah!” As he is about to say the last word he steps onto the ball and
loses his balance, causing him to tremble forward, to run into the other male
and, after a they rolled for a short moment, land on top of the Shepherds
breast with his own one.
Much to Chases surprise the Dalmatians face isn't the body part that covers his
own. It is his crotch! Seeing the Dalmatians sheath and the quite obvious balls
is nothing special but now they are so near to his face. He could even reach
them if he really wants to. But now the only thing he wants is to finally raise
up again... But first of all Marshall has to get off him! “Marshall!”, the
brown pup almost shouts and gains the Dalmatians attention, who just lays on
top of him with a big smile on his face, “Get off me!” “Let me think about
it...”, the white and black pup answers and, after only a few seconds, takes a
look over he right shoulder, closes his shiny blue eyes and reveals his answer
for that order. “I don't think so. I mean after all I am way to clumsy. Maybe I
will trip again and land in the same position. So why should I even try it
right?” Now he has the German Shepherd right where he wants him. He has to take
back what he said before or else Marshall won't release him. Chase also
realizes that and, with a sight, decides to just stay quiet. “So?”, Marshall
asks and waits for the excuse he obviously wants to hear but nothing. “Maybe he
doesn't get the hint? I will make it even more obvious so he can react”, the
firefighter asks himself and starts another question but this time he makes
sure what he wants. “Will you excuse yourself for what you've said before? Then
I might give it a try and stand up. Or is it not as bad as you thought the way
it is right now?” “It really isn't... I thought it would be worse but this
isn't that bad. It is just his sheath and that's it. Nothing he can do with
that except for... well... But I assume he won't to that now. Else Ryder should
search a new firefighter as soon as he returns because Marshall won't be alive
anymore!”, Chase talks to himself as quiet as he can so Marshall won't hear it.
But somehow he still wants him to get up and, because there is no other way, he
has to excuse himself for what he said before. With another sigh he raises the
volume of his voice again and finally says the words Marshall wants to hear the
entire time. “Okay, okay... You won this round. I am sorry for what I said
before. Every time you trip on something or crash into us isn't your fault. It
is just bad luck of yours and there is nothing you can about it.” “See, was it
so hard?”, Marshall answers with a big smile on his face and is just about to
get up but his furry friend isn't finished yet! “But...”, Chases adds and gains
Marshalls full attention, who answers by repeating the same word. “You crashing
into us is like a part of you. It makes you the pup you are. And, to be honest,
I like it. It makes sure that I am completely awake every time Ryder needs us.”
Hearing that really pleases the Dalmatian as he just stares over his right
shoulder, gets up and lends his laying friend a paw. “That was an excuse I will
never forget buddy!”, Marshall celebrates as the brown pup takes his paw and
uses it to support his way back onto his own ones. “Thanks...”, Chase answers
as he gains firm footing but almost instantly grabs the pup tag of his good
friend, pulls his face closer to his own and finishes his sentence, “ But
never, ever, ever do that again... Got it?” Without saying anything the
Dalmatian just nods and feels the disappearing force that held him in its grip.
“Okay, now let's get going!”, the German Shepherd suggests and starts his
walking again. Still a little bit shocked by the sudden action Marshall stares
at the moving pup and follows him the last few steps until Chase leaps onto one
of the three chair, the one of the left side. Marshall takes two more steps and
leaps onto the one right next to Chases one. Marshalls chair is the middle one
and the one who is the closest to the keyboard and the computer mouse. Chases
chair is the one the closest to the processor. The empty one is... the most
useless one! The only thing this seat is the closest to is the wall... that's
it! Yay!
“Chase? Can you turn on the computer? I will turn on the screen”. Only seconds
after he said that the formerly black monitor becomes bright and the animated
logo of its producer shows up. As the bar underneath it fills itself up
Marshall places his right paw on the computer mouse and waits for the desktop
to show up. As the bar reaches its maximum the logo disappears and the picture
of Ryder and his pups shows up. It is the background picture of the desktop and
the first thing that shows up followed by all the little icons of the programs
and folders. As he double clicks the internet icon a white site appears and
only seconds later the searching machine ''Pawoo''. Now both of them are ready
to search the internet for everything they want... but what should they search
for first. “Okay Chase, what should I type? I'll let you choose first”,
Marshall asks the pup next to him who begins to think. “There are many
different things we can search for... But what is most likely the funniest?”,
he mumbles and concentrates on the line in the searching bar, which always
disappears and reappears second after second. Almost one minute passes by until
the German Shepherd finally has an idea!
“How about … Funny Fail Compilation? There are hundreds of videos out there and
every video is more hilarious than the previous one.” With a smile on his white
face the Dalmatian nods and presses the right keys on the keyboard to write the
words ''Funny fail compilation''. But before any video shows up he has to use
the filter in the upper right corner and change it from ''Sites and News'' to
''Videos''. After doing that the page reloads and one video after the other
shows up with the most hilarious thumbnails both of them have ever seen in
their entire life! “Oh man! Look at this one! There is a little boy and he
rides a bike. I bet he rides it too fast and crashes right into something like
a pole or maybe a tree! Or this one right here. That must hurt!”, Marshall
shouts out full of excitement and amusement as he moves the mouse-symbol over
the little videos and takes a quick look at the very promising thumbnails. But
Chase already found the perfect video and tells him that right away. “Wait
Marshall! This one right there! Look at that cat!” He points with his paw onto
the third video in the fourth row and Marshall can understand why he is so
eager to watch it. There is a cat with a hose in front of its face... and it
shoots water right in the cats face! One of the funniest and most memorable
moments in a pups life. “Oh yeah, this one is going to be good”, the
firefighting pup thinks as he places the mouse cursor on the video and presses
the left button to open a new site considering the video so the pups can play
it.
The video is only seven minutes and forty-eight seconds long but these almost
eight minutes are the funniest both males ever witnessed in their entire life.
Not even last Christmas, which was the best Christmas the Paw Patrol ever had,
could match the amount of fun they have watching this one little video. After
the last clip got played Marshall moves his cursor to the upper right corner of
the screen and presses the little, red X to close the site. Chase, in the
meantime, can't control himself anymore and bursts out in the most hilarious
kind of laughter the Dalmatian have ever heard. A little bit like a little girl
but not even one second later it was so dark and almost evil! Like a little
girl with Darth Vader-complexes... But Marshall has no time to think about it.
In the video he saw something that reminded him of something he heard not even
one month ago. In the video was a clip of two dogs mating but the male dog was
way to big so it looked very ridiculous but also very awkward how he moved his
hips in the air without touching the other dog even once. This reminded him of
the conversation he had with a few stray pups on the street next to the city
hall around three weeks ago. He talked to a brown and white Border Collie named
Jean, a Golden Retriever named Markus, a Jack Russell Terrier named Hercules
and, the oldest pup of them all, a Bloodhound named King. They were pretty nice
and friendly and he really enjoyed the time he had with them. Especially when
they talked about mature stuff Marshall never heard about before. The most
interesting topic was the mating between two dogs and what they do when they do
''it'' and how they do it. It was something he never imagined but he also
became very eager to test that. But they told him that he can't do it all by
himself because that wouldn't be the kind of mating they were talking about. So
he needed a friend for that... and maybe Chase is the perfect pup for this job.
At least they never said the two dogs have to be a female and a male dog. Two
pups of the same sex can do it too!
***** What is mating? *****
Marshall lost himself in his thoughts and the question he asks himself. “Will
Chase even agree to it? And how should I ask him? Hey Chase, you want to mate
with me? Most likely I'll have to explain it to him... Maybe...” “That was
hilarious!”, a voice appears and a sudden pressure on his shoulder, which was
one of the German Shepherds paws, “This cat was so stupid! And that women on
the trampoline was just priceless!” He seems to be pretty amused right now as
he wipes a tear away and tries to finally pull himself together. But the
picture in his brain of the woman falling through the trampoline it just way
too funny! “Oh look! I can do it! I can do it! I can”, Chase tries to act like
the woman in the video and even tries to talk in her very light voice, followed
by a loud bang he produces by slamming his other paw on the desk. This sudden
sound surprises the Dalmatian off-guard and he screams loudly, much to the
police pups surprise. He focuses his glimpse on the white pup next to him as he
tries to locate the source of the loud noise he just heard but without success.
“What was that?”, he asks his brownish pal, who raises his paw and mimes the
same move he did before but this time he stops before his paw hits the wooden
table-plate. Marshall watches the paw and widens his eyes as he understands
what happened before. Without showing any kind of relieve he just stares at the
monitor and stays silent, again he dives into his thoughts but the strange
behavior made the German Shepherd curious. “Marshall? Is something wrong?”, he
asks and waits for an answer but Marshall just ignores him and moves the cursor
to the left and back to the right. This behavior is more than suspicious for
the usual loud and joking firefighter and Chase surely doesn't like the new
attitude. “Maybe he will notice me if I do something else instead of talking”,
he suggests and tries a new trick. He raises his paw into the air and slams it
down onto the wooden table, causing the same loud sound he created before. And
again this sound makes the Dalmatian react as he screams again and instantly
concentrates on the paw and the owner of it. “Are you trying to pick a fight or
what?”, he says a little bit angry but the worried mimic on the brown face and
the sparkle in the brown eyes lead him to lose that emotion. “You're acting
strange... Did I say something wrong or was there something wrong with the
video? Or are you still mad at me because of the things I said earlier? I
already apologized for that but if you want I can-”, Chase explains the motive
for his action but gets cut off as Marshall decides to answer the questions.
“There was something in the video I can't stop thinking about.” “What was it?
The young boy on the bicycle? I am sure he wasn't hurt or something like-”
Again the German Shepherd can't finish his sentence because of a sudden
interruption. “No, it was something with the two dogs. Do you know which clip I
am talking about?” There were many clips with dogs but only one of them was
with two dogs! “I think I actually do! Are you talking about the bigger dog
that had this strange behavior. You know when he moved his hips back and forth
and back and forth.” Without saying something Marshall just nods and begins to
blush slightly as he realizes that the thing he predicted before really became
reality. Chase knew nothing about mating and all that stuff. But he really
wants to try it out! “Chase has no idea... Great! Should I explain it to him or
what? Maybe I should just forget about it... After all it is most likely not as
half as much fun as I think it is...”, Marshall tries to tell himself but he
knows that he's just lying to help him feel better or to forget about the whole
mating thing. That is most likely the reason why he can't forget about it no
matter how often he tells himself that! The Dalmatian switches his glimpse onto
the keyboard and then onto the bright monitor. As he concentrates on the
searching bar above the videos and reads the words in it. “Funny fail
compilation... Wait a minute! Maybe there are videos of dogs mating! That way I
can show Chase what I want to do and maybe he will agree!”
“Marshall? What is up with that clip? Is there something wrong with it?”, Chase
asks and gains the attention of the Dalmatian, who slowly begins to smile at
him with a kind of smiles that somehow scares him but also makes him a little
bit suspicious. “Why is he smiling? Just a few seconds ago he was totally
emotionless or maybe sad but surely not smiling!”, he asks himself but the
sudden sound of Marshalls voice surprises him as the firefighting pup explains
himself and his plan. “You know... The thing the two dogs were doing is called
''mating'' and it is usually a lot of fun! So... I was wondering if we could
also do it! I promise you it won't be bad or hurt or anything like that. I just
want to have fun and I want you to join me. What do you say?” Hearing such
strange words from Marshall is something totally new. Usually Chase is the one
who has to explain words but now he used a word Chase never heard before. And
this word found its way into the police pups mind. “Mating... Mating? What is
that supposed to be? And why is he so eager to try it? And why was he so scared
to ask me that or was it because of something else? I have no idea what to
think now... or what to do! Maybe I should ask him first what this mailing...
maitim... matink? What this thing is he talked about.” And as soon as he
decided the plan he already begins to follow it by asking the most important
question in these kind of situations. “What is that thing? Matink? What do I
have to do?” “First of all it is called mating and second... well...”, the
Dalmatian tries to explain but he just can't do it. And if he can't do the
video must! “It is hard to explain but I can show you. We can search for some
video and then you'll understand. I am sure about that!” Instantly Marshall
clicks at the searching bar, deletes the previous words and writes new one.
''Dogs mating'' can be read in the searching bar and after one click on the
search button next to it the whole site gets updated and... There are almost
thousands of videos of mating dogs!
“Wow”, Chase whispers as he sees all the thumbnails of two dogs playing. At
least it looks like that but this is supposed to be mating. “This mating thing
must be really popular! It kind of reminds me of a game we played a long time
ago but Ryder never used the word mating for that.” “That's because that wasn't
mating. It was just a normal game but this is something different. It isn't a
game but it is a lot of fun”, Marshall explains as he moves the white cursor
across the screen to search a good-looking video. “This one looks pretty
good!”, he says and, only seconds later, the video starts on a whole new site.
It wasn't a long video, only a few minutes but these few minutes were pretty
interesting for both of them. Marshall has never seen something like that but
at least he understood what they were doing. But the German Shepherd was
totally clueless. “I don't understand what they are doing but it is obvious
that both of them are enjoying it... Wait! One of them is a female dog! Is that
normal or is it just a coincident? I have so many question... Even more
questions that before the video started!”, Chase thinks as he watches the male
moving his hips back and forth, panting in excitement and pleasure. The female
one also shares the same opinion on their actions as she opens her mouth, shows
her tongue and just closes his eyes with a smile on her face as she closes her
jaw again. Before the video ends the male climbs down and licks the females
cheek, who just giggles and licks back. The video stops and the thumbnail
appears again to signalize it.
***** Follow my lead (LEMON) *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
"That was", Chase mumbles as Marshall presses the red X and closes the site,
"interesting..." "Yeah, he surely is right about that. That was very
interesting... I somehow thought it was more complicated but it really
isn't..." Marshall loses himself in his thoughts and, without even noticing it,
feels a strange sensation between his legs. Carefully he takes a quick look and
notices a reddish pink thing sticking out of his sheath. That surely never
happened before! A little bit scared he changes his glimpse onto his best
friends face to make sure he doesn't observe him. Luckily he doesn't so
Marshall has the chance to figure out what he should do now. Carefully he moves
his paw closer and closer and, after hesitating for a few seconds, he makes
contact with the strange object. The pressure sends waves of pleasure through
his entire body and he begins to moan very, very silently as he shivers without
the brains order for that. "What is happening?", he asks himself as he pulls
his white paw back and just watches the pink thing with one eye closed and
bright red cheeks, "What am I doing? And what is that thing! Is it dangerous?
Is is... Is is natural? Should I ask Chase what to do or-" He stops his
thoughts as he takes another look at his best friend. Almost reflexively his
view travels down the brown, furry body and searches for the German Shepherds
sheath. And there he can see almost the same thing! It is also reddish pink but
his thing is a little bit bigger. "Chase has it too... Maybe it is natural
after all! But what is it... Wait a minute... I think King told me about it. He
called it a cock or a dick... And I think every male pup has it. It has a very
important role when you want to mate with someone..." "Marshall?", a sudden
voice gains the Dalmatians attention as he still focuses his best friends
member but he instantly changes his glimpse back onto his face, "What are you
starring at? Is there something wrong down there?"
The German Shepherd watches his buddy as he widens his eyes and almost seems
shocked. Out of curiosity he also takes a look and notices the member between
his legs. "What is that? What the hell is that thing?", he screams and shuts
his eyes to prevent himself from looking at it. Seeing how the German Shepherd
reacts almost amuses Marshall but he realizes very quickly that he reacted
almost the same way before. Now he has to calm his friend down and explain
everything as easy and understandable as he possibly can. "Chase, Chase! This
is nothing to be worried about, okay? This is just your... well... cock. Every
male pup has one. So do I, see?" With that he points with his left paw between
his legs to show the police pup his own member. Seeing something like that is
already strange enough but seeing the cock of an other male feels even stranger
but also somehow arousing. Chase studies the reddish member and compares it
with his very own, noticing the slightly difference in their length. His one is
bigger! "Hey! My, what did you called it? Cock?", the German Shepherd almost
shouts with a smile on his face, receiving a nod in agreement, "My cock is
bigger!" The face Chases makes is a mixture of pride, gloating and vanity all
packed up in one grin. "Are you sure that is a good thing? I've told you that
every pup has one but I never said that an increased length is something to be
proud of", Marshall needles the pup next to him, who almost instantly looses
his bad behavior and builds a facial expression revealing fear and panic.
"What? Is that bad? What do you mean with that?" But instead of answering his
very worried friend the Dalmatian just bursts out in laughter and almost begins
to cry. But this isn't the answer Chase is looking for so he tries it again and
places one of his paws on the white shoulder, shaking him a little bit.
"Marshall! What do you mean?" Fear, panic and curiosity took him over and
controls him now but Marshall finally manages to calm him down by telling him
that he was just joking. Instead of relief anger overcomes the police pup and
he punches the formerly grabbed shoulder. A sudden pain travels through the
attacked part of Marshalls body, who yelps and whimpers. "Hey, what was that
for! I just messed with you!", he screams but Chase is not in the mood to fight
now. Marshall begins to rub his shoulder and hopes to prevent it from hurting
even more that way as he tries to forget about it and gets back to the first
topic: Mating.
"So Chase", he begins and gains the pups attention, "What do you say? Do you
want to try it? Do you want to mate with me?" He almost forgot that they were
talking about mating and everything because of the shock he just witnessed.
"Oh... It surely sounds interesting and it looked like both of them had a lot
of fun..." "And that wasn't even everything! That was just the main event of
mating. There is also the foreplay but that is an other thing. I promise you
will enjoy it... So?" A little bit unsure but also very, very interested in
this sort of action he nods in agreement, which leads to a smile on the
Dalmatians face. "But...", Chase adds but stops again, prevents eye contact
with his friend and blushes strongly. But that doesn't prevent the pup from
asking what is on the German Shepherds mind and what bothers him so much. "But?
Usually you must say something after that word", he tries to get an answer in
his usually joking way. "I know that Marshall", the slightly annoyed male
answers as he take a look into the blue eyes and looses all his stubbornness
and decides to tell him what he wanted to say. "It is not easy for me to say
that but... Would you take the charge here? After all, you know what to do..."
The red cheeks turn even redder as he mumbles his confession much to the
Dalmatians surprise. He never heard Chase saying something like that. Usually
he is the pup in charge but when it comes to mating he is cautious and tries to
prevent himself from taking the responsibility.
With a cute smile Marshall nods but also adds a favor he has to ask for. "I
will take the charge but... You'll have to do everything I'll tell you without
asking, got it?" The seriousness in his voice is almost frighting, especially
if you think about who just spoke. Hearing Marshall that way is a little bit
weird but Chase gets a totally different feeling. He feels somehow hot and a
little bit ticklish and dominated in the most exciting kind of way. He surely
never felt that way before! He can't even say something so he nods again which
leads to an even bigger and cuter smile on the Dalmatians face. "Great! Let's
move this to the couch, shall we? Wait! Let's do it in front of the couch on
the carpet! That is even more exciting! Lay on your back and spread you legs
apart. I will do the rest for now", he orders but only gains a confused and
uncertain glimpse in return. Hearing these words and imagining the things he
just asked for is strange and Chase can't really understand why he should lay
on his back and he surely can't understand why he should spread his legs apart!
"Marshall... Why should I-", he tries to ask but a paw covers his mouth
followed by a giggle and the most arousing words he ever heard of his best
friend. "Just do as I say and you will feel very good in no time, silly."
Marshall is the first one who leaps off his seat followed by Chase, who gulps
before he jumps and lands on his four paws. As they reach their previously
planned spot Chase lays onto his stomach and then rolls onto his back,
revealing his furry and well-trained chest, his flat stomach and last, but
surely not least, his sheath and his member, which grew a little bit in the
time they spoke, and his brown balls. Marshall, in the meantime, watches his
best friend putting on the show and enjoys every second of it. Seeing his
friend submitting to him, doing everything he says and thinking about the
things he wants to try are almost more than he can even handle. But he can't
freak out right now! He has got a very good friend to pleasure after all. Step
after step he comes closer until he stands right between the brown, strong
legs, slowly sinking his head a little bit but the slightly embarrassed and
nervous Chase stops his movement by asking a quick question. "Marshall? What
are you doing now? I know I shouldn't ask that but it would really, really calm
me down." Before lifting his head up again the male rolls his eyes annoyed but
he understands why his friend asks for this favor. Not knowing what will happen
can be very frightening, especially when you do something totally new. "There
is no need to worry, pal. First I will stroke your dick and play with it a
little bit, after that I will do a so-called blowjob and then we will see...
okay?" The explanation his friend just gave him is no help at all. With an even
more nervous expression on his furry face, shaking paws and a hesitatingly
breath he tries to understand the words he just heard but everything sounded
like nonsense for him. "Stroke my dick? Play with it? Blowjob? I have no idea
what he just said! But it sounds a little bit strange and scary... Especially
the last part of it!" The caring Dalmatian notices the obvious change in the
furry body and especially the shaking paws. "Poor Chase, he has no idea what I
was talking about... He is like a little pup who leaves the house for the first
time. So scared but also so adorable at the same time... But if he doesn't
relax he won't enjoy our mating. I have to calm him down in an other way", he
thinks and decides to try a different kind of help. Carefully he places his
left paw on one of the brown, shaking one, sending his own heat through it and
letting it feel the supporting pressure. Knowing that Marshall tries everything
to keep him calm and relaxed really helps the German Shepherd to reach these
feelings. His breath stabilizes itself, the two paws slowly stops their
movement and the look on his face shows half-closed eyes, a slight smile and
red colored cheeks.
"What is that feeling? My body heats up, my tummy tingles and the only thing I
can think about is Marshall... Marshall, everything about him and every
adventure I ever witnessed with him by my side...", the brown male pup loses
himself in his thoughts as the white pup pulls his paws back slowly and
concentrates on his next move. The feeling that travels through his body can
only mean two things. A cold even though the thoughts of Marshall would make no
sense at all or he begins to fall in love with the clumsy, joking Dalmatian,
who slowly moves his head closer to the now already throbbing member. The scene
both of them witnessed only a few seconds ago turned the police pup on and
Marshall knows that, thanks to King. Thanks to this helpful male he is a real
expert in mating after all... At least the basic stuff. Chase closes his eyes
and decides to just take what will come to him, no matter what. He trusts
Marshall after all completely. He would jump out of a plane blindfolded as long
as Marshall is by his side. The firefighting pup is only centimeters away from
the reddish pink member ,takes a deep breath through his nose and captures the
most arousing, enjoyable but also somehow indescribable scent he ever smelled
in his entire life. I would describe it here but, as I said, it is
indescribable. Closing his eyes he just concentrates on the strong sensation,
sending waves of excitement, pleasure and curiosity through his furry, hot body
and increasing the size of his own cock, leading it to leave the white sheath
even more. "I can barely think...", the Dalmatian whispers before he slowly
pulls his head back again and places his right paw right next to the very
sensitive spot, leading Chase to gasp quietly as he notices the sudden pressure
on his lower body-area. Knowing that he won't go away so soon, he lays down
onto his stomach but carefully moves his hind legs to the right so he doesn't
put all the pressure onto his private parts.
Slowly Marshall moves his white paw closer and closer until the first few hairs
touch the, surprisingly, slightly wet, rock-hard member before he lifts his
head up again to see the reaction of his friend, who just lays there with
closed eyes and a heavy breathing. "What was that? Was that his... paw? No, it
was way to small for that but", the German Shepherd begins to think before he
opens his left eye slightly just to see his friends head slowly sinking again,
"It surely felt incredible!" As Chase closes his eye again Marshall chooses to
make his next move. He moves closer again and finally fills his paw with the
cock of his best friend. After a few seconds he carefully begins to move up and
down, trying not to get to fast or intense with his movements so he wouldn't
hurt his furry pal but his reaction somehow surprises him. The heavy breathing
turned into a strong panting and a quiet moaning. "He really seems to enjoy
it...", the firefighting pup mumbles to himself as he increases the speed of
his own paw-movement, "I wonder what happens if I..." With that he lets go of
the growing, reddish member, moving his paw over the tip and carefully making
contact with it, covering the contacted area of his body part with precum. The
unusual touch leads the brownish male to raise up his upper body and let out a
loud moan, followed by gasps and pantings. "What is he doing there?", he asks
himself as he tries to get a good look at his most precious body part but his
sight became so blurred by the pleasure he witnesses right now that he can't
get a clear picture of it but, to be honest, he doesn't even care at all right
now. It feels incredible and that's a fact so why should he destroy everything
with little details and explanations? "Whatever he does, he does it really
good... Just keep going Marshall, just keep go-", Chase whispers as silent as
he can but gets cut off as a new sensation travels through his entire body and
buries itself into his mind.
The pressure is gone but now a warm, wet feeling surrounds his cock and a
thick, slightly rough object makes his way from his tip down and back up again
as it leaves an almost burning trace behind. But not the kind of burning you
may feel when you touch fire. It is more like the burning you feel in your
throat when you drink a cup of hot chocolate on a very, very cold day. Soothing
and addictive. He instantly shuts his brown eyes close and just concentrates on
the new feelings and listens to his body, which slightly shakes and increases
its temperature even more. The burning feeling covers the entire furry body,
leaving Chase panting with his wet tongue moving up and down every breath he
takes.
Marshall, in the time Chase whispered to himself, took the next step of his
plan in action and prepared himself for the blowjob he promised. While he still
played with the tip of the throbbing member, he licked his lips and made them
as wet as he possible can, another thing King told him, to give the foreign
cock an amazing welcome. Only one second after he took his paw away he used the
other one to guide the reddish member into his muzzle, watching out for his
teeth so he won't hurt his best friend. That could have been very, very bad! As
the tip went in easily Marshall slowly sank his head more and more, introducing
inch after inch of the very well tasting treat into the already awaiting inner
of his mouth. Almost instantly he used his tongue to give his friend a very
special treatment as he stimulated him by moving his tongue up and down and
around his cock by wrapping the wet object around it with ease.
As he keeps his movement up Marshall also closes his eyes and tries to
understand how he feels right now. He knows that he took the place of the
female dog right now but he strangely doesn't even care. When he saw how scared
and nervous Chase was he secretly felt the same way. But he couldn't show it or
his furry friend might backed out of this fun before it even began. "I can't
believe I actually have Chases dick in my mouth... When I think back it is
almost ridiculous how scared I was when I first saw mine and now I'm licking
and sucking on someone's dick and I... really like it! Sure my mouth feels full
right now and it is a little bit strange not using my teeth even though there
is something in my mouth... I hope I don't hurt him right now or do I?", the
Dalmatian loses himself in his thoughts as he just enjoys his own movements and
the thick thing he wrapped his tongue around. But as he asks himself the
question he nervously opens up his eyes and tries to get a look at the German
Shepherds face, but first he has to raise his head up a little bit, revealing
one or two inches of the throbbing member to the now surprisingly cold air. At
the same time Marshall takes a look at his best friends face, Chase opens up
his brown eyes again and sends out a long and loud howl, followed by pants and
a smirk on his brown lips.
Chases voice travels through the room, leaves it through the door and makes his
way towards the entrance door to finally escape the building. The almost blood-
freezing sound finds his way into the ears of the gray Mixed-Breed, who is
still busy cleaning up his pup-house, as he leaves it with a big amount of
newspapers locked between his lips. His eyes widens and he looks around to find
the source of the sound until he realizes which voice he just heard. "Mph? Wmpf
thampf Champf?", he asks himself loudly but the pieces of paper really bother
him right now so he carefully spits them out and places them in front of him
before he repeats his formerly spoken words but this time much more clearly and
understandable. "Was that Chase? Damn, that was a howl! I almost screamed but
luckily I couldn't because of the newspapers." Rocky looks down and reads the
first words of the article he sees and giggles as he notices that this
newspaper is almost three months old! Where does he even find them? Three
months! "Adventure Bay reveals its newest statue of their local heroes: The Paw
Patrol! Three seconds later Marshall knocks it over" "That's so Marshall... I
wonder what he and Chase are doing right now. I hope they aren't bored", he
whispers with a worried expression on his furry face as he takes a look over
his left shoulder at the great building behind him, their headquarter. Slowly
he switches his glimpse onto the entrance of his own pup-house and notices,
that he is already halfway finished with his work! A smile builds itself up as
his eyes begin to sparkle out of joy and excitement while his inner voice
celebrates his success. "I never thought I would be so fast! If I keep it up I
can go back and see Marshall again! And Chase too! Then we can play something
together... Or I'll just join them if they are playing when I arrive. I'm sure
they won't mind at all."
In the meantime Marshall makes his way back to the base of cock, introducing it
again to the hotness and wetness of his tongue and saliva. With bright red
cheeks he begins to move his head up and down slowly while his long, rough
weapon pampers the already slightly twitching member, tasting something salty
every time he gulps to get rid of the saliva. He just has to swallow it or it
may become to much... or maybe that is a good thing? Marshall doesn't know but
he imagines that it would get complicated if he doesn't swallow. Also it gives
him the chance to taste the overwhelming flavor and feels it as it makes his
way down his gullet to rest even further inside of him. "Ma...Ma...", a
shaking, almost whining voice appears and gains the firefighters attention, who
stops his movements instantly but the words he hears really surprise him!
"Marshall... Don't... sto-op", Chase orders him but the way he said it, it
sounded more like a last wish before he loses his life. His voice sounded so
weak and so breathy as if he had no air left in his lungs because of his
panting and howling. "He really enjoys it! I hoped he would like it or at least
endure it but... He almost goes crazy! It makes me really happy to hear him
saying that. It really does...", Marshalls inner voice explains his feelings as
the Dalmatians blushing cheeks turn even redder! But, much to the police pups
disappointment, he doesn't begin to move his head again or even his tongue for
even one second. The sudden confession really caught him off guard and before
he could even realize that he doesn't follow his friends orders, the well-known
voice raises again but this time much louder and with much more strength. "Keep
going... Please... I can feel something strange but... it fe... it feels so
good...", the German Shepherd almost shouts as he moves his upper body slightly
and increases his amount of panting after every words he speaks. This sudden
action helps Marshall understand what happened and he instantly continuous his
good work, this time with even more tongue-movement and he even uses his white
paws to put a slight pressure on the brown, furry balls underneath the reddish
member, which slightly shines because of the saliva that covers it.
As the Dalmatian reaches the base of the brownish pup most private body part,
the police pup sends out the loudest scream he ever witnessed, tenses his hind
legs and, because of that, crosses them over capturing Marshall in the middle
and forces him to keep his head where it is, with the now twitching and almost
burning member all the way in his muzzle. With a shocked expression on his face
Marshall just closes his eyes and waits as soon as he realizes that he has no
chance to escape but a sudden and unfamiliar feelings adds itself to the
already forced fullness the inner of his mouth endures right now. It is a
liquid, there is no other possibility but what liquid is it? It tastes salty
and a little bit bitter but as is makes his way down his throat it turns into
something sweet and very addicting. "What is that? And why-", Marshall asks
himself with his inner voice but a very loud one cuts him off. It's Chase! And
he seems to lose all control right now! "Oh god! Yes!... Yeah! YES! YES! Oh
my... This is... Wow!", he screams as he rolls his head to the left and the
right, just shuts his eyes closes as tight as he can and shows his teeth every
time he pauses between his words. Now there is no doubt what just happens...
Chase reached his limit and now he shoots his load down Marshalls throat. "I
guess that is the climax King talked about... The moment when a dog, or Chase,
reaches his maximal pleasure and releases his seed to make the female pregnant
if he is mounting her. Or, a little bit easier to understand, he cums right
now. But is it safe to drink it? He never said something about drinking an
other males seeds!", the Dalmatian explains the German Shepherds actions and a
terrified facial expression appears out of nowhere as he notices the missing
information. Scared of what could happen he tries to pull his head back but,
without even the slightest success, the brownish legs form a border he just
can't cross and overcome right now. The only thing left for him to do is to
wait and to swallow. Luckily it only took Chase around ten seconds until he
finally finishes his climax and looses up his entire body, including he legs
giving Marshall the chance to pull back, to gasp for air and, for the first
time since he started his special treatment, close his mouth, which is a little
bit sore. Chase just lays there with an expression on his face that shows
relief, joy, exhaustion and a slight tiredness. "Wow...", he just whispers
panting as he tries to move his body but without success. That was too much for
him... and way too good to be true!
Chapter End Notes
     Phew... That was... interesting.
     I think for the first time writing something like that it wasn't that
     bad even though it was just a pawjob and a blowjob plus cum-shot
     (And sorry if I had no idea about dogs and mating and all that... I
     have no dogs or any other pet :( )
     But the story isn't over yet! Little Marshall still has plans for his
     furry friend and I think Rocky wants to have fun too!
***** Moans, Whimpers and Surprises (LEMON) *****
Chapter Notes
     Hey Everybody! It is me and here is another chapter I could have
     changed it into two but why should I? More words for you to read and
     hopefully enjoy :) It took me almost 15 minutes to find a good name
     for the chapter even though it is pretty simple... ANYWAY! Sorry to
     keep you all waiting but I think it is pretty funny that I completed
     this chapter on Halloween and uploaded it right away after correcting
     every mistake I could find (Most likely not all of them but most)
     Also I want to use this chance to announce something for Christmas! I
     will, hopefully, complete two stories and upload them on Christmas
     Eve. The first one is a Paw Patrol Story (Pups save Christmas) and
     here is a short Summary:
     The Paw Patrol celebrates Christmas but a unknown person calls Ryder
     and asks for help. He and his pups have to bring the presents to
     everyone if Adventure Bay or Christmas will be ruined! Can they do it
     in just a few hours?
     The second one is a My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Story (The
     Great and Destructive Catastrophe!)
     The Mane Six are celebrating Heart's Warming Eve but a special pony
     manipulates the little get-together and tries to ruin the Day and
     their friendship! Will Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Applejack,
     Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy and Spike defeat their enemy of will
     this be the last Heart's Warming Eve for all of them as friends?
     I hope you like this ideas and I really, really hope I can make it in
     time!
     Sooooo... That's all for now so please sit back and enjoy this
     chapter bark bark
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Still a little bit coughing Marshall just stays silent thinking about what just
happened. He just drank Chase's cum! No one told him if that was a good or a
bad thing or if it was even possible. But now he knows that it is... but is it
healthy? "That wasn't really what I planned", the Dalmatian whispers to himself
as he places his paw onto his throat, slowly pressuring it a little bit as he
continuous his monologue, "But I had no other option... Chase's legs held me as
tight as they possible could and left me no way to go, nothing to do..." He
turns his glimpse onto the floor and notices a few white drops on it. Most
likely it was his own precum as he pulled back as fast as he could. Then he
switches it onto his friend, who still lays on his back with a satisfied look
on his face, a slightly shaking body and his sheath but his cock is already on
its way back into its prison to seek for new energy. First the Dalmatian has no
idea what he should say now and luckily he doesn't even have to because now
Chase makes his moves as he rolls onto his stomach and just spectates his
firefighting buddy, who seems to be lost in his thoughts. "Hey", he begins but
his voice still sounds kind of funny and not totally refreshed. The volume is
very quiet and the manliness also disappeared almost completely. Instead the
sounds of breathing and whispering take its place as he continuous, "That was
amazing Marshall! I've never did something like that before but I really wanna
do it again..." When Marshall told him about the whole foreplay and mating
thing the police pup never really thought about doing it again. Doing it the
first time already felt strange and a little bit scary but the feelings he
witnessed during his treatment and the thoughts of doing it all with Marshall
encouraged him and made him enjoy it even more. It felt like something he
always wanted but never knew about, an unknown dream that finally came true.
But his friend seems to have trouble with something as he opens his mouth as if
he wants to yawn but stops, shutting his eyes close almost instantly followed
by a quiet whimper. "Marshall?", Chase panics and gets onto his feet, which are
still shaking and weak and not used to carry his weight right now. The climax
really drained his energy but seeing Marshall like that seems to activate a
spare battery just for emergencies. And this is one for sure!
Without thinking about it the German Shepherd takes a few steps until he stands
in front of the white dog in his red firefighting jacket. His helmet is gone
but it isn't far away. It lays only one meter away, next to the couch. It most
likely flew away as Marshall pulled himself back to finally empty and close his
mouth. Marshall, who is now concentrated on his jaw and the slight pain he
feels when he closes and opens it, notices the sudden movement and glances at
the brownish pup for a few seconds until he moves his mouth again. "What
happened?", Chase asks his friend but gains no answer first but a few attempts,
which fail after the first word. "I... You... When..." He tries his best to
tell him but every time he opens his mouth the pain stops him and forces him to
close it again so he just shows him that he can't talk right now. He places one
paw on his mouth and moves the other one to the left and back to the right as
fast as he can. His head does the same thing. "You can't talk right now?
Okay... Should we wait?", Chase answers and gains a nod in return which
relieves him a little bit but the imagination what may happened to Marshall
still won't disappear. A few minutes goes by in which Chase just sits next to
his friend and supports him by rubbing his shoulders, talking to him and even
massaging his jaw... at least that's what he calls it when he carefully rubs
it. "Okay... I think that should do it", Marshall finally manages to say his
first sentence without noticing any pain or even the slightest sting, "I never
thought a jaw could burn and sting like that." He begins to laugh but Chase
isn't really interested in laughing right now. He wants to know what happened
and how his jaw could hurt like that. "Marshall? What happened? Was it
something I did?" That would be the worst thing by far! He never wants to hurt
his friends but hurting Marshall would be a nightmare coming true! "Well... It
was you and it wasn't you at the same time", the Dalmatian explains as he rubs
the back of his head, notices his missing helmet and searches for it with his
eyes. But after only six seconds he notices the red object and sighs in relief
because he knows now that he has not lost it. "I know you don't know that but
you had a climax when I gave you that blowjob. It was when you began to tense
your whole body and when you screamed. When you tensed up you captured me with
your legs by accident and kinda forced me to keep your cock in my muzzle... And
I guess the sudden force made my jaw a little bit sore because I had to stay
that way for a many seconds", the Dalmatian tries his best to say it without
blaming his friend for his action but without the success he wanted to reach.
With a guiltily expression appearing on the brown face and preventing eye
contact with his good friend Chase sighs
"I really did that... I forced him... How could I do that?", his guilty
conscience tortures him and slowly drags him into the darkness of his thoughts
but a well-known paw on his shoulder rescues him and shows him the way into the
light, back into reality. "Hey? Don't worry about it, okay? I told you I would
take full responsibility and I do. Also it doesn't hurt anymore so don't be sad
and cheer up again", the firefighting pup suggests with a smile on his face and
a shine in his lovely blue eyes no one could deny. Chase, on the other hand,
just looks at him and says nothing but he feels how his body heats up again,
melting all the sorrow, guilt and fear away and creating new feelings.
Happiness, gladness and arousing. But suddenly something unknown gets his
attention. It looks somehow white but it surely isn't milk or something like
that. A drop that leaked out of Marshalls mouth and slowly travels down the
white, furry chin. "I... I don't know", Chase answers without looking away for
even one second, much to the Dalmatians surprise. "Chase? What are you staring
at?" This questions sends a chill down the German Shepherds spine but he also
sees his chance to find out what that liquid could be. Slowly he places his paw
on his own chin, almost the same spot the drop can be found, and explains
himself. "There is something white... It seems to be a liquid." Carefully
Marshall moves his own paw closer and closer until he finally manages to touch
and to wipe of the drop, which is now on his paw. As he takes a look at it he
explains his friend what kind of liquid it is and where it came from. It looked
like only a small drop but the amount he has now on his paw is not that small
at all! "This here is cum and it is yours, Chase." This revealing shocks the
brown pup as he tries to take a look at the liquid but the white fur makes it
almost invisible! Now that is something I would call camouflage! "Wait! It came
from me! This is my... cum?" Giggling like a little child Marshall just nods
and continuous his explanation. "It came out of your cock when you had your
climax. But don't worry, it is totally normal. Usually a male dog shoots his
cum into an other dog. When that happens the other dog becomes pregnant,
resulting to pups. You came into my mouth so I... well... I had to drink it."
Reveal after reveal is even more scarier than the first one. Now Chase totally
loses his patience and his nerves and he almost shouts as he switches his
glimpse between Marshalls smiling face and his white paw.
"Wait, wait, wait! Are you telling me... I can make someone pregnant with it
when I send it into someone? And you just drank it? Does that mean... Are you
pregnant now? Do we get pups?! Oh no! How should we explain that to the other
pups... And how should we explain that to Ryder?" "Does he really think? Oh
Chase, that is just too funny! I really thought he knew that only female dogs
can become pregnant and it doesn't happen when they drink it...", the Dalmatian
thinks and a brilliant idea builds itself up in his minds, "That is a chance I
might never get again..." Chase, who still freaks out, tries his best to figure
out a way to tell their friends about it but nothing makes sense at all!
Suddenly the firefighter's voice captures his attention and forces him to calm
down a little bit. "I'm sure they will understand it. But you do know what that
means, right? Now that I am pregnant... You'll have to do my job as the
firefighter and the rescue pup." "What?! Are you kidding me! How can I do my
duties as a police pup and a super spy pup when I also have to fulfill your
duties? That is way too much!", Chase almost begins to cry out of fear and
stress. Imagining himself with four jobs is a horrible imagination! And knowing
that it will become reality is even worse! Why does he even have to pay for
everything? Marshall said he would take full responsibility after all. With an
angry look on his furry face he begins to blame his friend for everything, who
just listens and tries his best to suppress his laughter. "I can't do that? And
why do I have to do everything? You said you would take full responsibility!
You lied to me!" But now he can't control himself anymore as he bursts out in
laughter and almost begins to cry. Knowing how scared his friend just was makes
it even better but Chase is now completely confused as he watches his best
friend who just laughs and laughs. "What are you laughing about? Marshall?
Hey?", he tries to gain an answer but nothing. Not even one word leaves the
Dalmatian's mouth. It almost takes one minute until Marshall finally answers
his buddy but this answer is even more provocatively than not answering at all.
"It was just a joke, Chase. Males can't get pregnant and surely not by drinking
an other males cum. But you are cute when you totally freak out like that!"
"Why have you done this? I was scared as hell...", Chase explains and shows
disappointment but also relief in his facial expression as he realizes what
just happened. "It was payback for the sore mouth you gave me... But I guess
this whole thing made you all stressed out again, am I right?" Silent the
German Shepherd just nods, leading to a big grin on the white face of his
friend, who just suggest to move on to the main event of their little game.
"Well, I guess it is time for the main event now... You may have noticed that I
haven't reached my climax yet", Marshall whispers with a voice his pal never
heard before. It sounded way more adult but not serious like most of the adult
voices. It was still playful and very, very arousing. As he says his words he
slowly moves his paw with the cum closer to Chases face while his other one
begins to massage his own cock, leading it to reveal more of his very own
liquid. "The... main event? Do you mean the thing the dogs did in the video?",
the police pup asks as he watches the white paw moving all over the reddish
member sticking out of the white sheath and releasing a white but also kind of
clear liquid. The sight he just witnesses arouses him again and creates the
same tickle he already noticed when Marshall told him to lay onto his back.
"Correct Handsome... But first close your eyes and show me your tongue...", the
firefighter orders and, much to his surprise, the police pup reacts. He closes
his brown eyes and exposes his tongue to the fresh air, giving his best friend
perfect access. "Good boy", he mumbles as he holds his slightly cum-covered paw
even closer, almost touching the wet, hot body part, and finally requests his
next wish. "Now lick!" Without hesitating Chase moves his tongue across the
white fur and laps his own juice, tasting the saltiness and the bitterness on
his tasting organ but also the sweetness when it makes his way through his
throat. His furry friend, in the meantime, moves his mouth closer and closer
towards one of the brown, sensible ears and begins to whisper with his most
arousing voice possible. "Take a good taste of your own medicine... It tastes
good, doesn't it?" Almost instinctively the other pup nods in agreement as he
keeps wetting the furry object in front of his snout but a sudden orders leads
him to stop. "That's enough for now. I want you to turn around, go a few steps
and then bow down while you spread you legs apart. And move the tail out of the
way, okay?" After hesitating for a few seconds, gulping one time, opening his
eyes and just watching his best friend moving back a step focusing the brown
face, burying his blue eyes deep into the mind of the German Shepherd, he opens
his mouth but not even one word leaves it as he remembers the promise he gave
him. "O-okay", the usually mature and strict pup says with a submitting voice
he never really uses as he obeys his friend's wishes and ends up with his upper
body almost touching the floor and his rump in the air, revealing his private
area by spreading his strong legs and raising his tail with the brighter side
facing Marshall, who giggles and smiles.
Licking his lips he makes one step after the other and comes closer and closer
until he stops and raises his left paw. He places his furry body part on the
left, slightly shaking hip, leading the other male to gasp in shock and to
carefully turn his head a little bit to get a good view. But the Dalmatians
notices the movement, grinds widely and reveals his third order to his
submitting friend with a voice full of playfulness but with a serious
aftertaste which Chase can't ignore. "Don't peek. I wanna surprise you so just
look forward or close your eyes, got it?" The brown head twitches slightly as
he hears the voice of his friend, who seems to turn into his master, and redoes
his actions, leading Marshall to giggle in satisfaction and joy. "It somehow
feels really great to see how Chase listens to every word I say... He must feel
the same way when he gives us orders. But I think getting orders is something
he could get used to in no time." As he thinks about the sudden change in his
own and his friends behavior and looses his smile and a serious mimic shows up
out of nowhere. His glimpse changes and looses the brownish pups upper body,
especially his head, as its target. The only thing he wants to concentrate on
right now is the beautiful sight his eyes witness, the arousing and lovely
smell, that travels through the air and finds its way into his sensible nose,
and the thoughts of his upcoming actions. "I can't believe I will do it... It
sounds strange but I already have the feeling that I will enjoy it very, very
much", he mumbles as he moves his head closer to his pals rear, reveals the tip
of his tongue and finally makes contact with the entrance, sending a sudden
shiver through the police pups entire body and leaving him with bright red
cheeks, wide open eyes and slightly shaking hind legs.
"Wha... Wha... What is that? What is he doing? Does he... l-l-lick me? Back
there! No way, that must be disgusting but... He just keeps going... And Why do
I even enjoy it! Why do I enjoy it? Marshall is licking my ass and I can feel
my cock... It leaves my sheath again!", Chase starts his inner monologue as he
begins to pant and to gasp every time the wet, solid object moves. He slowly
raises his upper body a little bit and tries his best to take a look at his
private area but he just can't. His current position just won't allow it but he
knows that the firefighters actions will lead him to reach another climax if he
keeps it up or even goes any further! This thought gets reinforced as a soft
but tight grip captures his member and slowly moves up and down, gathering more
pleasure to send it on a trip until it reaches the already maxed out brain. The
Dalmatian synchronizes his paw movements with his licks as he increases his
speed and, to his own delight, loosing himself in it. The slowly hypnotizing
feeling on his tongue as it makes his way across the surprising soft and, much
to his surprise, almost hairless skin, filling his saliva with an unbelievable
taste. It doesn't taste bad at all! It has more of a fresh and sweet flavor
which buries itself in the mind of the Dalmatian, leading him to seek for more
and more.
The long, wet body repeats its own movement for half a minute before it ,more
or less, forces its way deeper and deeper, leading the gasping male to move his
front paws slightly to the left and to the right until he pulls on of them
closer to his face and keeps them still again. The sudden widening his body
endures right now surprised Chase and gave his brain the order to do something
against it. But, instead of listening to its orders, the body became weak and
enjoyed the stronger getting feeling his rear-end creates. Wetness fills him up
and a tingle conquers his sheath and cock as Marshall's paw increases the power
and speed he puts behind his kind treatment. Finally the German Shepherd breaks
and releases his beloved voice and howls much to his friend and erotic
benefactor pleasure. Hearing the increasing amount of howls, moans, mumbling
and finally shouting encourage the white and slightly black pup to put even
more effort into his work. His goal is simple: He wants to bring Chase to his
limits once again! It wouldn't take him very long to fulfill his dream but
draining his formerly recovered energy already would be way too soon and way
too simple. The urge to finally step up a level and start the real main event
grows stronger and stronger, slowly consuming the Dalmatians mind. Slowly he
pulls his head back, leading his wet tongue to catch the strangely enjoyable
taste one last time before disappearing inside of his mouth. The sudden
emptiness in the police pups body doesn't stay unnoticed by Chase as he widens
his pupils and sends out a quieter whimper. "He stopped... why? I feel so
strange now... so empty... As if I already miss it... Why did you stop
Marshall, tell me please", he asks himself in his thoughts as he turns his
glimpse onto the part of the soft carpet right in front of his nose. But the
depressing feeling of emptiness gets covered up by a new, and even stronger,
amount of pressure on and around his hips. Marshall pulled his whole upper body
up and only stands on his hind paws now. Chase can't see it but his best
friends looks exactly like the male dog in the video they watched earlier
today. It is pretty funny if you think about it. Now Chase is the female in
this unique pairing right here but he doesn't seem to care about that anymore.
Everything he witnessed today was amazing, arousing and addicting at the same
time. He just knows everything Marshall would do to him now will feel as good
as something could possible feel.
Slowly Marshall tightens his grip and tries his best to position himself right
in front of his friends entrance but he hesitates before entering. "Now it is
the time... The time I've been waiting for! I will finally mate with someone
and this someone is Chase... To be honest... If someone would tell me he and
Chase mated I wouldn't believe it but here I am. Here I am ready to enter
him...", the firefighters inner voice summarizes the entire event before giving
the word to the real voice of the Dalmatian. "Chase, this is now the main
event... This is what mating is about. Everything I did before was just the
foreplay and I am really glad you enjoyed it. Are you ready for this? Are you
ready to-" "Do it...", Chases voice interrupts him and silence follows his
words like the thunder follows the lighting. This atmosphere only survives a
few seconds but it felt like an eternity for both of them until Chase
continuous his decision. "Please Marshall... Do it already..." Hearing that
leads the Dalmatian to smile as he nods in agreement but before he starts his
treatment the German Shepherd whispers three, last words. "I... love you..."
The smile on Marshalls face turns into a surprised mimic but gets replaced by a
flattered one with almost burning bright red cheeks, half closed eyes and a
slighty smile followed by his own confession. "I love you too... Chase... I
always did."
After completing his last words he slowly pushes his hip forward, burying the
throbbing member in the warm and wet rear of his newly revealed crush. The,
compared to his tongue, much bigger cock of Marshall forces its way into the
inner of the German Shepherds body, widening and stretching his insides. The
new, and more intense, feeling inside of him leads his nerves to send new
information to his brain, which prepares new actions for him to do. As he feels
the tip of the slightly pulsating cock Chase begins to breathe heavily, shuts
his eyes and grits his teeth, which creates sounds revealing pain, pressure and
effort or even struggle. As Marshall notices his lovers reaction he instantly
stops his current move. He doesn't want to hurt him but it looks like he just
did. With an obvious panic in his voice Marshall asks the brownish pup if he
was too fast or too rough but his answer really surprises him. "D...Don't worry
about me Marshall... It was just a little sudden but it isn't that bad... Just
keep going and I already have the feeling that I won't feel any pain in no
time!" His voice sounded so happy and sassy but it also had this soothing
strength the firefighter is used to. "He sounds... like always! He isn't that
submitting anymore and scared or nervous... He seems to be even more confident
than I am! He acts like he always does... He acts just like Chase should act!
And if he says I should keep going... I will keep going!" The words the other
male just said buried themselves into the mind of the Dalmatian and slowly calm
him down until he loses all his panic and fear. After breathing out and in
again he answers his friend accomplished by a nod. "Okay Chase but if something
happens... Just tell me and I will stop, understood?" "Yes...", the German
Shepherd answers but the following word is a word Marshall surely isn't
prepared for, "Honey..." "He called me Honey! Does that mean? Are we...?"
Question after question finds its way into his mind but there is no time for
answering now! He can answer them later! With that problem out of the way the
white male continuous his movement and buries himself more and more in the
slightly shaking body, inch after inch. The pain grows but it is still no
reason for Chase to surrender now! The pleasure, the excitement and his own
will are fighting against the pain and defeating it with no problem. Only
seconds later Marshalls entire member rests in the slightly twitching depth of
his partners body, enjoying the heat, that surrounds him and seems to bath his
cock in its embrace, the pressure, that slowly tightens its grip, and slight
resistance it proves. Gasping for air Marshall doesn't move even one muscle,
waiting for his entire body to handle this completely new feeling, this whole
new sensation. It doesn't feel like anything he ever felt before... It feels
much better... After a few seconds he tries his best to form word after word
but every attend stays unsuccessful. Every time he prepared a word his lungs
can't give him the air he needs to say them out loudly. His body consumes every
breath he takes to support his own processes. There is not even the slightest
amount of fresh air it could give away as some sort of present, even lending it
would cause too much trouble. But, after a few more attempts, the Dalmatian
manages to form two sentences, even though his voice is shaking and each word
sounds weaker than the former one. "Chase... I... It feels am... amazing! So...
warm..." The German Shepherd, who forced his eyes to close themselves during
the act of penetration, opens his right eye halfway and tries to get a glimpse
of the current situation. But, like the time before, his position forbids him
to create a picture in his brain that sticks to the current reality. But he
doesn't really need to see it to know what just happened. They most likely are
looking like the two dogs in the video. He is the female right now and Marshall
the male... The only thing that matters are his feelings: Excitement, Lust,
Passion and Love but also Pain and a huge amount of effort. The even stronger
stretching further down his back entrance creates pain and the thought of just
getting away but knowing that this act, this feeling is not eternal makes it
easier to overcome. He tries his best to show his lover that he enjoys
everything right now and that isn't even a total lie! The thought of Marshall
doing something like that for the first time and that he chose him to do it
with him. It is a honor, at least he sees it like that. Still... Moving now
isn't the best idea and should be prohibited until the police pups body got
used to the new situation. With a smile on his face but a obvious amount of
stress and effort in his voice he replies to the firefighters former
confession. "It feels... strange but not bad... But I think it would be better
of you don't move yet... I'll tell you when it's okay..." Marshall nods with a
slight smirk on his lips, happy about the fact that Chase enjoys his treatment.
He closes both of his shiny, blue eyes halfway, lowers his upper body carefully
and places his long and wet tongue in the center of the German Shepherds neck.
Passionately he moves the wet object to the left, to the right and, finally,
travels down the brownish pups spine, turning the fur slightly darker and
covering it with a thin layer of saliva. The sudden wetness in his necks and
the feeling of the journey down his spine, causing it to tickle, leads Chase to
gasp in surprise and, only seconds after that, moaning silently until the
journey reaches it goal: The center of the well-trained back.
Totally concentrated on their act of pure love the two males don't even notice
a certain pup, who already entered the building and now stands inside the door
frame, watching them with big eyes, an almost devilish grin on his lips and a
"present" between his hind legs, which he would just love to share with his two
friends. Rocky finished his work in his pup house and decided to make his way
back into the headquarter. As he entered the building he heard strange noises
and located the source of them with his sensible ears. It sounded like Chase!
Curious about what was going on there he sneaked as silence as he could until
he stood right next to the big door that leads to the living room. First he
just peeked into the room, careful so they wouldn't see him but, after he saw
what they were doing and noticed how concentrated they are on his actions, he
decided to take a closer look. He knew almost everything about mating. He
learned it the same way Marshall learned it but he asked different dogs. It can
be very helpful to go into the town early in the morning every week to collect
some trash to recycle it. There are many dogs and pups you could meet and talk
to. One day he met a group of two male pups, a little bit older than he is
right now, and they explained him everything. They even showed him, which was a
little bit awkward but his curiosity and interest in this topic overcame him as
he saw his chance to see it in real life and right in front of his eyes. And
now there are Marshall, his best friend and his former crush, and Chase, a
great friend and an attractive male as well, doing it right in front of his
eyes. "Jackpot!", Rocky thinks and slowly moves his paw closer and closer
towards his member until he takes it into his grip and begins to move his paw
slowly up and down.
In the meantime Marshall pulled his head back and giggled as he noticed his,
most likely, new boyfriends reaction. He wants to pleasure his friend as much
as he possible can. "Do you like that? Does my tongue feels good on your soft
and warm fur?", he asks after he pulled his tasting organ back into the inside
of his mouth, which is almost overflowed with saliva. The feeling on his tongue
made his mouth water even more than before! After a few seconds the police pup
spended with gasping, giggling and moaning he replies with a not that shaking
voice but even more weaker one. "Very much actually..." He pauses and asks
himself and his body in his mind if he can handle the upcoming movements of the
Dalmatian and, still with a slight fear, he believes it. "You can", he whispers
and gains Marshalls attention, who was just about to take another quick walk
with his wet body part but holds his position to listen to his lover, "move
now... Just go slow...okay?" A cute smile builds itself up on the white lips as
he nods and whispers his agreement to decide his next step. The blue eyes moves
and lose the Shepherds upper body as their target. His lower body and
especially the part where his and Chases body are connected becoming the focus
of his new view.
Carefully he uses his two paws around the brown hips to push himself away, but
not too far. Only a few centimeters before he stops again and waits for the
brownish pups reaction, who whimpers slightly but this sounds gets covered by a
loud moan followed by a few pants. Chase closed his eyes while he waited for
Marshall to move but as he did he opened them and loosed his glimpse from the
carpet in front of him, resulting it to drift away into freedom. He pulls back
his front paws but, only one second later, reached them out again as far as he
possible can. The feeling of the sudden movement inside of him surprised him,
but not because it came unexpected. It just felt strange and new for him,
strange but not bad at all. It gave him chills and made his body shake,
especially his private area, his nose and ears and the tips of his paws. As if
the feeling traveled through his body and made itself a home everywhere it
wanted, just to stay there and to produce the same reaction over and over
again. He doesn't complain, he even wants it to get home in so many more places
or even his entire body. "Okay Chase", the Dalmatians voice brought him back
from his fantasies and his desires to get his attention without sharing it with
anything else, "I will push it in again. Tell me if I hurt you, okay?" Chase
wants to say something but he only breathes out accomplished by a very high
pitched, exhausted sound that could mean just about anything. "Yes", "no",
"maybe", "of course", "why should I" or even "Oh, you're still here?"
But the firefighter understand immediately and slowly pulls himself deeper and
deeper inside the males rectum, forcing him to pull his paws back again, to
close his eyes and moan in pure lust, pleasure and infinite desire for more and
more. "He really, really loves it... I wonder if he wants me to go faster
already?", Marshall realizes and spectates the bottom pups reaction as he
buried himself to the base of his cock inside the warm, welcoming and almost
imprisoning body. It feels like the body sees the introduced member as a part
of himself, trying its best to stop it from leaving again as carefully and
pleasant as it can be. Less carefully he pulls his cock back, increasing the
amount of gasp he gets from Chase, the volume of the German Shepherds moans and
the movement of his front paws, he moves to endure process the pleasure and the
feeling in his whole body. It almost seems like the movement of his paws
represents some kind of pump his body created to decreases the amount of
pleasure the moving cock creates and its power. Else Chase wouldn't be able to
handle it and, most likely, faint or even worse. He continuous his treatment
but always prepared to slow down and to control himself whenever his urges or
his instincts try their best to force him to become rougher, faster and more
dominant. His fear of hurting Chase is the only thing right now that holds him
back alongside his will to make this moment a moment he and Chase will remember
for ever... and want to remember without erasing even one second, one word or
one move. He can't even think about how it would be if Chase tries his best to
forget today, forget this moment or maybe even his feelings he shared today for
the very first time... but somehow a blurry image appears in front of his inner
eye. "Marshall...", the German Shepherds voice shatters the picture, forces the
inner eyes to shut themselves tight and finally grabs the Dalmatians inner
voice, forcing it to shut up so Marshall can awake from his inner vision, or
should we call it a nightmare, "Fa..." He cuts his own word as Marshall pushed
himself back into him, hitting his sweet spot leading him to send out a scream
as loud as the roar of a lion, as intense as fingernails on a blackboard and as
full of pleasure and hunger for more as a song of a siren.
Rocky, who doesn't even moved one bit, winces as the surprising sound forces
its way into his sensitive ears. With wide open eyes he spectates the police
pup and, so called, leader of the six pups who raised his upper body slightly
and pointed his face towards the ceiling, slightly mimicking the position of a
howling wolf. "Our leader enjoys it... being taken by a male? No, enjoying it
is not strong enough to describe it... He loves it! He can't get enough of it
and I know what he wanted to say before Marshall found his sweet spot. Faster,
faster, faster and even faster! He really wants to be used like a female but
this makes this whole thing just more exciting. I wonder...", the Mixed-Breed
whispers as silent as he can, focuses his glimpse onto Marshall, who seems to
be surprised but only takes this reaction as a confirmation that he is doing
very, very good right now, and then back to Chase, who slowly rests his head on
the smooth carpet with half-closed eyes, paws who don't even shake one bit and
his wet tongue, which also rests on the carpet, wetting the part directly
underneath it. "Just as I thought! They are focused on their little game...
They won't even notice me when I sneak into the living room and hide myself.
But where is the real question now?" The Eco-pup investigates the room
carefully and, after only a few seconds, remembers something that can really
help him right now. The couch isn't directly connected to the wall! There is
still a gap and he can fit into it easily. He can hide there and, because
Marshall and Chase are busy in front of the couch, he can walk out of his
hideout, watches them and, if they notice something and look around even though
he is sure that this won't happen, retreat and they both, Chase and Marshall,
won't suspect a thing! A perfect plan! Well, after all Rocky was the one who
created it so it has to be perfect.
"Okay Rocky", he whispers to himself and begins his short walk, or should I say
his "secret mission", and only six seconds later he reaches his goal, tries out
if he can really fit into the gap and, after successfully going in and out
again, he takes a few steps until he can see the two males. His new position
granted him a completely new insight into the ongoing event. Now Marshalls back
and his humping hip is the center of his attention and the focus of his
glimpses. "I noticed many times before how hot Marshall is but now... Wow! That
is one whole new level of being hot. Even a conflagration would look like an
iceberg compared to him. Sadly I can't see Chase anymore but I can hear him and
my little hottie better and more clearly. It's almost like sitting in the first
row in a drama just thousand times better! Now it's time to sit back and enjoy
the show..." With these words he moves his already slightly wet paw back to its
former position and continuous stimulating his own member, feeling the precum
slowly running across it.
"That scream!", Marshall thinks as he, a little bit unsure, keeps on his hip-
motion. He isn't sure if this scream was meant to be out of pleasure or even
pain! But something insides his chest tells him that he shouldn't stop now but
maybe he should go a little bit slower? After analyzing the idea, verify the
possibility he could be wrong and finally agreeing with it he waits a few
seconds before he pushes back into his lover, slower and more carefully. Chase,
who rests his head on the carpet underneath him notices the change and waits,
hoping for the old rhythm to return or even an increase of speed but, much to
his disappointment and displease, it doesn't. The thrusts are staying gentle,
kind of weak and without much strength, pressure and effort and Marshalls pulls
are feeling like a short break as if he can't take it much more or he wants to
grand the German Shepherd a break to recover and regain his energy. That is not
what he tried to ask for! "Why... is he slowing... d...down? I... want...mo-
ore... much more...", he mumbles indistinctly connected with short breaks
between his words to breath in or our, pant or moan weaker than before his
little outburst. Marshall, who tries his best to keep him from going too fast
again, closes his eyes, concentrating on his own movement, the pressure his
member enjoys, the twitching of his friends entire body and the sounds he
makes. These lovely sounds he makes every time he pulls out, pushes back in and
even stays completely still. It's like music to his ears, a music he will never
get enough of. But Chase, who collected his breath, tries his best to tell him
the request he wanted to ask for before. This time he won't scream, go insane
or submit to the overwhelming feeling that occupies his entire body.
"Fa...Faster... Marshall! Go faster please... and harder!" Shock, surprise and
a hint of confusion cover the firefighters former facial expression, leading to
a slightly open mouth, wide open eyes and, by his standards, pricked ears to
make sure he hears every word the police pup just said.
"Fa...Fa...Faster? Harder? I thought he wanted me to go slower but... I guess I
understood him wrong there! But something tells me that this isn't a good idea.
After all it is his, and my, first time and going faster and harder... Isn't
that a little bit extreme?", an inner conflict grows inside of Marshall,
forcing him to decide between giving in and grants him his wish or doing what
he thinks is best for Chase and denies it. The problem is: He can't really
agree with one of the possibilities entirely! Each argument has its own pros
and cons and each argument would decide how this whole act will continue...
Marshall decides to not decide and create a third possibility: Asking Chase if
he is sure about it. After all Chase never lied to himself, forced himself to
do something just to make someone else happy. Except the time he went to the
dentist... Even when Marshall told him about this stuff, explained it to him,
showed him the video and asked him to do it he only accepted it because he was
curious too! He was interested in trying it out, he was eager to know how it
feels and he was excited to see how happy Marshall was when he agreed to it.
After all he loves Marshall, doesn't he? "Chase? Are you... sure about that? I
don't want to hu...ah...hurt you or anything... If you... o-only said that
because you-ohh... thought I would enjoy it I can promise that-" "There
wa...ah...as never a moment in my... yes... life where I've been more certain
tha...an now Marshall... I really, re...really want that..." Hearing those
words, the voice of the bottom male mixed with power, determination and
anticipation, conjures a smirk followed by a loving smile on the Dalmatians
face. Again he lowers his front body, uses his long tongue to create a wet path
on Chases back-fur, almost forcing him to pant and giggle quietly until the
connection between the uncountable amount of brown hair and the wet object
breaks up. But before pulling back he tries his best to get as close as he can
to the German Shepherds ears, whispering his answer in his beloved, arousing
voice he used many times before today.
"As you wish... Handsome" Pausing between the first three words and whispering
the last one with his hot breath increases the amounts of breath Chase must
endure to fill his lungs again before running out of air. But, before he could
even collect enough oxygen, Marshall, who pulled out one last time before he
answered, increases the amount of strength way more than Chase expected, making
the thrust almost more than double as intense than the ones before. The police
pup answers this sudden change by closing his eyes and clenching his teeth,
trying his best to provide himself from screaming out of overwhelming pleasure,
arousing and something that feels like happiness but way stronger. Love, it
must be love. Not only the strength of each thrust increased but also the
speed. Before his pledge the giving male pushed and pulled with breaks between
each movement but now he seems to gives him what he asked for nonstop. As if he
has no time to take a break, as if he doesn't even need one! "Yes... Oh my...
Tha-ah! That's fucking amazing! Keep... keep going babe! Keep going!", Chase
mumbles without loosing his mouth even once. His teeth, who are staying in
touch as if they were glued together, and his brain, who still gives the
commands to keep on the current position, are preventing him from opening his
mouth to make the words more clear and much louder. Marshall, whose cheeks are
still burning like uncountable suns, who ordered his eyes to close themselves
and who released his slightly pink tongue out of his wet cage, pants and
creates small, almost invisible clouds of hot breath in front of his face. Even
though his boyfriends words are quiet and for human not understandable he
understands them clearly. "I guess... He can...ah...really handle it but... I
don't know if I can handle it... much longer... I can feel It... something's
happening!", his sometimes stopping thoughts describe his current situation,
consider Chases reaction and avowal, Marshalls own body commands and his
feelings, while his voice whispers curse words and sends out long sounds of
pleasure, enjoyment but also exhaust. It feels like his body begins to set
itself on fire or boils itself in non-existing water and the pressure his cock
endures right now isn't just the outer, but also the inner pressure! Each move
he makes now, doesn't matter if he pulls or thrusts, increases this feeling,
makes it harder for him to keep up the speed he offers right now. His climax
announces itself already happy to finally taking over the Dalmatians body,
stealing its energy and keeping it for itself, and brain, shutting it off for
only one second and erasing every thought until its blank again. Luckily Chase
shares the same status. The well-known feeling builds itself up, heating his
head, his legs, his paws, his body and especially his almost infinitely
throbbing member and spread rear, consuming each feeling and increasing its
power and effect more and more.
"Cha...ah... Chase", the Dalmatian decides to share his current feelings and
whispers, using every last amount of power and breath he can risk without
giving in right now, "I... I can't... oh yes... can't keep going much lo-
oh...oh...onger!" A weak, quiet giggle escapes the brownish pup as he realizes
that he and Marshall are exactly the same right now but he could need some help
eventually to reach the goal. "Do...fuck! Don't worry Honey... I can't go... go
one much longer nei... Right there! Neither but I could... that's good... need
a pa...Ahh!" Before he could even end his sentence a smirk appears on the
white, furry face as he lets go of the hip with one paw and moves it further
down until it reaches the thick, slightly pulsating member, embracing it with
its grip, sending waves of pure pleasure through the slowly submitting body and
leading to shaking legs.
"Is the grand finale ready to start already?", the gray pup, who carefully
peeks on the two males, thinks as he hears the little, very silence
conversation between them and smirks in anticipation, stops stimulation his own
body and waits for the performance to end. After all he wants to join in later
and shooting his load now is not his goal. "Adorable how exhausted they are...
I hope they will recover in no time or my next step must wait a few minutes."
And just as he whispers these words a mixture of Marshalls fast gasps and
Chases slowly raising volume of his mumbles and moans brings Rocky, who drifted
off in his mind, back to reality and he concentrates on his friends again, who
are finally completing their act of love. Marshall, who pushes his member
inside again, notices a new obstacle that wasn't there before. The base of his
cock became bigger, or it is a new part of his member he never saw before! It
is almost double as big as before and it prevents him from penetrating Chase
completely. "That... That must be the knot! I already wondered why I couldn't
feel it but here it is!", Marshall says as he glances down and aims for his
private area, noticing the increased size of the base. King told him that a
male must insert his knot into the other dogs body. "King... said so...",
Marshall whispers as quiet as he can, "but... can Cha-ah! Chase handle it..."
Much to his surprise Chases body starts moving! Chase, who noticed the
different feeling when Marshall pushes his dick into him, stretched his front
legs, places his paws on the carpet and buried his claws in it. Then he starts
pushing his own body towards the Dalmatian, stretching out his hind entrance to
its limit, accompanied by grunts, pants of exhaustion and a quiet whimper. He
wants it! He wants everything Marshall could offer now and that also includes
his knot.
Suddenly the warmth of the police pups insides covers the entire member,
causing Marshall to see stars and moan as loud as he can. Chase, at the same
time, sends out a almost earsplitting howl of pure pleasure and a small
aftertaste of pain. Their act comes to its climax and so do the pups. In three
shots Chases Member releases his white liquid, spreads it all over the area of
the carpet right beneath it. The white paw, who stopped at the tip of the pups
dick, also catches some of the almost burning hot seed and camouflages it
except for one little drop of it, who causes a white stain right in the middle
of one of the black spots. Marshall, who forced his eyes close, feels the
sudden tightness around his most precious body part and decorates the German
Shepherds inside with his own semen, sending it into him in two long shots. The
brownish legs slowly become weaker and weaker, leading the two bodies to sink
lower and lower, until Chases member, accompanied by Marshalls paw, rests on
the wet carpet.
After the voices disappear the room becomes quiet. Only the breathless gasps
prevents the situation from a silent film or a painting. A painting of a
Dalmatian, whose tongue seems to sleep on the brown fur of the lower pups neck,
laying on top of a German Shepherd with a gray Mixed-Breed peeking on them from
behind the couch, liking his lips and creating a slightly grin. Second after a
second, minute after minute goes by in pure silent. Until Chase decides to say
something, something he never though he would ever say until today. "I... never
felt so... good!", he pauses and collects air before he continuous. But
Marshall, who keeps quiet, surprises him by pulling his slowly shrinking member
out of the bottom pups rear-end, creating quiet gasps and a long moan. The
firefighter carefully tries his best to get up, making it after a few attempts
and makes a few steps back to give his partner the same opportunity. But he
can't get up yet. His legs are still too weak to carry his entire body on their
own. "That was really... incredible...", the German Shepherd continuous as he
tilts his head to see Marshall, who slowly walks around the laying male and
stops in front of him. "What do you... thi-" Interested in the other males
opinion Chase wants to ask him and he even tries to lift his upper body,
successfully. But his sentence gets interrupted by heated up lips and a tongue,
that explores the inner of his mouth with careful but also eager movements. The
kiss his new boyfriend gives him fills the brownish body with energy and,
without even noticing it, pulls it on the four, now refreshed enough legs to
carry it. The police pups tongue, who agrees to this little battle, slowly
touches, strokes and finally caress the other, moving body. The kiss keeps
going for a minute until Marshall decides to disconnect their lips, revealing a
smile on his white face. Chase, who blushes deeply, still gasps a few times
before he smiles back and whispers his impression. "I guess you also liked
it... Honey" "Yes, I really did Handsome", Marshall whispered back before he
moves his head forward again, touches the others wet nose with his own, closes
his eyes and blushes deeply.
"Great performance", the well-known voice of the gray pup cuts through the
silent, and romantic, moment as he sits on the very comfortable couch. Just
when the new couple started showing their affection towards each other Rocky
jumped onto the couch and waited there for a chance to tell them that he is
also there. Marshall, who opens his eyes immediately, focuses the area behind
the German Shepherd and notices his best friend who smiles at him and waves
with his left front paw slightly. "R-Rocky! What are you doing here already? I
thought you were outside...", Marshall begins stammering while a shock runs
down his spine and leaves him shaking slightly. He knows that Rocky saw him and
Chase together but … what did he saw exactly? Maybe only how their noses were
touching! Or only the kiss... or maybe everything! Chase, who also recognized
the voice,turns his face to his left shoulder so he can see the third male on
the furniture. Then he takes a few steps to the right while turning his body
around until he can see the gray Mixed-Breed with his head slightly turned to
the left. He then switches his glimpse to his new boyfriend, who looks as
surprised as if he just saw a ghost. "Rocky is here... since when?" he asks
himself as he waits for the economic pup to answer, who jumps off the couch and
just sits down in front of them. "Why so scared Marshall? It's only me, your
best friend. It's not like Ryder or the other pups saw you two mating not long
ago right here on the carpet, am I right?" He winks at the two pups, who are
reacting totally different. Chase watches his friend as he explained himself
and notices one fact that makes him very curious. Marshall, on the other paw,
blushes even stronger and turns his glimpse towards the ground, thinking of the
others reaction when they ever find out about it. He is also a little bit
ashamed that Rocky caught him like that. He shouldn't even knew he already did
it until they are, at least, a little bit older. "Wait a minute!", the police
pup starts his part of the conversation, giving him the attention of Rocky and
Marshall, who stopped looking at the still slightly wet carpet and now focuses
on his lover, "You saw us mating, right?" The newest male at the scene nods
giggling but the upcoming question shuts him up. "Why didn't you said anything?
Were you watching us the entire time?" A slight red overcomes his furry cheeks
as he realizes that Chase figured out what happened. He can't lie to him,
that's for sure... It never worked anyway. "Damn! What should I do? … I know I
can't lie now but I can't tell the truth either! I would look like a complete
pervert! But... I have no other choice I guess...", Rocky thinks as he watches
Chase, who begins to smirk like a know-all, and then Marshall, who also focuses
Rocky with wide eyes and a expression on his lovely face that says something
like ''Could it be?'' or ''Is that true?''. "Well... I", the gray pup begins
but he can't really form a sentence that doesn't sound stupid, scary or totally
gross at all so he stops again, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and starts
again. "It is true... I came here when you were just getting started. At least
I think so because Marshall was moving very slowly and...", he stops as he
notices that he doesn't have to explain every little detail for his friends,
especially his best friend, to understand, "Anyway... I admit that I was
watching you while you were, well, doing it. But I only did that because-" "You
enjoyed it...", Chase interrupts the upcoming explanation and shares his own
one, which seems to be true.
Marshall, who doesn't really understand what just happens, looks as Chase, who
intersects his glance and smiles at him. The Dalmatian thinks for a few seconds
until he finally understands what his boyfriend just assumed. "What! Chase
really thinks that Rocky watched us because he liked it? Because he enjoyed it
to see me and Chase mate? That's impossible! But then again... He sometimes
acted so strange around me or Chase... Especially when we had our sleepovers...
Is he really interested in me? Or in Chase?" A fight starts in the
firefighter's mind as the two sides of his imagination collides. One side can't
believe that Rocky, his best friend, would ever be interested in males but the
other half supports that with every little detail it can. Neither of those
sites can overpower the other one and the war seems to go on without a winner
but Rocky, who sighed, interfered and declared the winner with one, quick move.
He nods. Marshall just looks at his best friend who seems to be slightly
ashamed of himself and tries his best to prevent eye contact with the
Dalmatian. His burning cheeks are as red as a tomato and his whole body heats
up about twenty degree Celsius each seconds until it reaches its melting spot
as a soft paw reaches out for his right shoulder and grabs it. It is a brown
one! Rocky, who jerks and instantly investigates the unknown body part on his
own one, concentrates on the police pup, who only smiles at him, takes a look
at his boyfriend and winks at him. Marshall doesn't really understand what his
friend wants to say right now but he seems to be glad about the sudden
confession. "What is he planing? I can see it in his eyes... Something is on
his mind but I can't tell what...", the inner voice of the white pup explains
as the German Shepherd turns his attention towards the gray pup again, who
seems to be worried about what might happen now. "You know", Chase starts and
closes his eyes while he looses his grip and finally pulls his paw back to put
it on the carpet, "It is a real shame that you just stood there and peeked on
us." "Wait? What?", the two other males answer at the same time as if they have
just one mouth as they understand what the brownish pup tries to tell them. "Is
it just me or is he trying to say... That he hoped that Rocky would join us?!
Even I didn't thought about it and I knew what mating is before we even did it!
He heard of mating the first time today and is even more interested in
experiments than I am! But... Three males mating... That might work...",
Marshall's mind begins to assume and work out a plan as his real self just
stands there, blushes even more than he did while they were doing it and stares
at Rocky, who answers his glimpse with the same body-reaction, even though he
doesn't blush as strong as Marshall but still more than he did before.
"Chase? Do you mean-", the economic pup wants to ask but Chase just grins and
explains it without caring about the rest of his question. "Ryder is still gone
and I'm sure they won't come back anytime soon... And now you're here too so
why don't use this and show Rocky what we, or more likely I, have learned
today. What do you say guys?" The room becomes quiet and, except for a tapping
white paw with black dots and the German Shepherd, who switches his look
between his lover and his lovers best friend, no one moves a muscle. They are
completely concentrated on their thoughts as they analyze the possible upcoming
situation. "Mating with Chase AND Rocky? It isn't impossible... and it surely
sounds interesting... Maybe I should agree", the pup in the red uniform asks
himself as he focuses his brownish boyfriend, who smiles in excitement. The
green-dressed male also holds a monologue in which he tries to figure out if he
should accept this offer or not. After about a minute went by Rocky finally
nods and declares his participation in this event and, shortly after that,
Marshall agrees as well. With a wagging tail Chase shows his happiness and
shares his plan with the other members of the upcoming threesome. "Fantastic!
But... maybe you two should take off your uniforms too... After all we don't
want to make them dirty or something like that, right?" "Oh", Rocky mumbles as
he takes a look at his green vest and moves his shoulders and his back to shake
his pup pack slightly. Marshall mimics the males actions and adds a comment of
his own while sitting on his rear to gain access to the zipper, "You're right.
I don't know what we should do when that happens. We can't wash them
ourselves." He tries to move his head towards the little clutch but he can't
reach it. Luckily the police pup notices that and comes to his "rescue".
"Wait", he orders and moves himself until he stands right in front of his
boyfriend, "I'll handle that Honey." He holds onto the metal object and pulls
it very carefully and slowly so he won't destroy the fabric or the mechanism.
Feeling and knowing that his boyfriend takes of his cloth arouses the Dalmatian
and he already feels how his member started to leave his home again. His entire
body begins to shake slightly and his temperature increases while the zipper
moves downwards and releases his furry body. Chase, who finally reached the
bottom end and successfully undid the lock, notices the slowly appearing pink
body that grows out of the white sheath and licks his lips. He can't wait until
they get started! With a cute giggle he raises his head and looks into the
blue, sparkling eyes of his beloved male as he looses himself in them. Without
even noticing it Marshall begins to pant already, much to the brownish pup's
delight as he moves his head closer and licks the left, furry cheek of the
almost burning hot face. "Looks like you are already prepared for the encore...
I wonder if Rocky is as eager as you are, babe." The Dalmatian starts to giggle
as he raises his left front paw to finally get out of the, now, bothering
outfit. His right paw mimics the move and finally the piece of red fabric flies
across the room and lands next to the chairs in front of the computer and the
table. Rocky, in the meantime, already made it out of his own jacket without
needing any assistance at all! He learned it by trying it while he was very
bored. After all he was all alone many times before and no one was there to
entertain him. "I think I am ready...", the usually shy pup explains as he sits
there in nothing but his gray fur he was born with and his member sticking out
of his also gray sheath. Marshall, who is the first pup who looks at his
friend, widens his eyes and opens his mouth a bit as he moves his glimpse
slowly from the head to the pinkish dick. Chase turns around and notices the
economic pups "little friend" instantly and smiles again. "I was right... He is
as eager as you are, Honey."
Chapter End Notes
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