Surf's Up!
A huge wave crashed down on a young Doberman, sending him tumbling head-over heels underwater. He quickly swam to the surface, his powerful legs and arms propelling him to the air above. He took in a deep breath, turning his head as he heard laughter. Another Doberman was laughing at him,, and the first Doberman growled threateningly. He swam over quickly, his surfboard floating beside him. "Nice wipeout,, Sam!" The Doberman said, smirking. Sam snorted.
"Like you're any better, Jake." He retorted, laughing. They both laughed, Sam shrugging. "Let's go back to short. I've had enough for today. Wanna get something to eat?" Sam asked, swimming towards the short quickly. Sam rose out of the water, shaking water off his muscular body. His floppy ears, untrimmed as a child, and his tail, still long, shed water. Sam's large muscles glimmered from the water, his hard body covered only by a pair of skin-tight surfing shorts. His friend approached behind him. He was thinner than Sam, with gymnast-like muscles and a full-body wetsuit. He was also a Doberman, except he had been trimmed as a pup. Jake caught up with Sam, clapping him on the shoulder.
"Where do you wanna go?" Jake asked, trudging along through the sand. The two of them quickly reached a pickup truck, Sam opening the driver's seat and finding his other friend sleeping in the driver's seat. Sam whistled shrilly, the sheepdog in the driver's seat barking as he woke.
"Hunh? Who? What? Oh...Sam....you guys done surfing?" the drowsy-looking canine asked.
"Yup. Can you drive us to Chili's or something? Someplace to eat?" Sam asked nicely. The sheepdog nodded, and Sam slammed the door shut. To avoid getting sand all over the inside of the truck, Sam and Jake climbed into the bed of the truck. They both plopped down on the left side with a sigh, the sheepdog starting the truck and beginning to drive away. The truck maneuvered onto a small road, no one else on the road but them. Sam and Jake bounced up and down. Jake looked over at Sam and grinned, and Sam laughed as a huge bump made them slide to the rear end of the truck. Jake squished Sam against the back of the truck, the truck eventually righting itself. Sam pushed him back, laughing, but quickly stopped when he felt Jake's paw on his shorts. The doberman's eyes widened a bit as felt a large paw gently squeeze his package, and his back stiffened up a little bit. He quickly relaxed when Jake fondled his balls a little bit, a bump in the road making them break out of their trance. Sam quickly got up, going to the other side of the truck. Jake was silent, but still smiling. Sam could see he was horny underneath his wetsuit.
They arrived soon enough at the restaurant, Sam and Jake entering awkwardly together and getting a seat at a table. The sheepdog laughed, slapping Sam on the shoulder again.
"I'll be in the truck. I'm not really hungry. Have a good time, though." He said gruffly, and Sam wished very dearly that he would stay with them. He was left alone at the table, the waitress coming around. The cute terrier whipped out a notepad, ready to take their orders.
"I'll have the chicken soup, please." Jake said, smiling at the waitress. She smiled back, turning to Sam.
"I'll have the chicken alfredo, please." Sam said, the waitress nodding and bouncing off. Sam rose from the table with an uneasy smile, heading to the bathroom. He stood in there for a while, washing his hands before he left to make it seem realistic. Braced for his sure-to-be-awkward lunch, he walked back to his table and found his food sitting there, steaming happily. Sam sat down, taking in a deep breath.
Surprisingly, the lunch passed without incident. There was a lot of joking, and it was like the truck hadn't happened. Sam liked that. "You wanna go back for some late-night surfing?" He asked happily, his surfboard still in the truck. The sheepdog had left a long time ago, walking home.
"Sure! Dude, we'll have the entire ocean to our self." He said, hopping in the truck. Sam got in the driver's seat, firing it up and beginning to drive off yet again towards the ocean. It was dark outside-night, actually. Jake leaned into the back seat, rustling through something. Sam raised an eyebrow, wondering what it was. Deciding it was nothing of importance, he continued to drive. They reached the beach soon enough, Sam getting out and grabbing his board. Jake followed soon after, toting a bag in hand. Sam again looked at it with surprise. Nevertheless, he put his board on the ground and stared out at the ocean.
"It's really nice today, hu-" Sam was cut short when he turned around and was kissed by Jake. He tried to find a hold behind him as he fell backwards, Jake falling with him and pressing face to Sam's. Despite his mind, Sam kissed back, opening his snout and tonguing Jake. Jake smirked, pulling away and whipping a collar around Sam's neck. He suddenly felt his airflow get restricted as Jake pulled the leash. Sam fell onto all fours, flipping around. Jake grinned, stripping out of his wetsuit quickly. A red shaft stuck out the top of his sheath, and he kneeled down, forcing Sam to lick it slowly. He yanked the leash again, stripping off Sam's jeans. Sam tried to run, Jake yanking him back again. He grinned sadistically and poised himself at Sam's rear.
"Help! Help m-" Sam was cut short with a vicious yank of the leash, feeling a slick cock slide into his ass. He let out a strangled cry, trying to get away. Sam felt himself losing control, and his cock began to slide out of his sheath. Despite the pain, it felt...so....good. He moaned, this time in pleasure as Jake fucked him. His cock stretched Sam hugely, his knot making his hole bulge. A burning sensation filled his body, and he moaned again as Jake began to play with his balls as he shoved his cock into his ass. Sam grunted as Jake hit something inside him, Jake orgasming loudly and filling Sam's ass with cum. It spurted out the sides and dripped down Sam's thighs. The feeling made Sam cum as well, shooting his load over the sand. Jake let Sam go, Sam panting happily as he fell into the sand. He got up, smiling. He walked over to Jake, moving and gently licking at his hole. Jake moaned happily, smiling.
"I love you, Sam." He said quietly.
"I love you, too." Sam said back, going back and licking deep inside Jake.