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I didn't dream for the rest of the night, which was probably just as well.

I awoke first and lay still as Kurt slept soundly beside me. The giant teddy bear was still sitting by the bed as Kurt had fallen back asleep after promising he would get revenge on Tobias in some shape or form. The dream about my parents was still weighing on my mind. I didn't usually have bad dreams and even being awake next to Kurt didn't dispel the feeling of unease. Kurt stirred, yawned and opened his eyes. "Morning bud," he said, giving me a kiss on the muzzle. "Morning," I replied, shuffling over so Kurt could put his arm over me. "Did you sleep okay?" he asked, nuzzling me between the ears. "Even after Tobias' prank?" "I did eventually," I replied. "I had a dream about my parents though." "Your parents?" Kurt repeated, looking surprised. "Yeah, my father was drunk and my mother was ignoring him," I explained. "Much like real life," Kurt muttered and I sensed the Doberman was annoyed. "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that," I sighed. "It's okay bud," Kurt replied, his tone was now more caring. "I just hope this doesn't take over your life permanently." I wasn't sure how to respond. As much as I wanted to ignore my father, he was still part of my life, but on the other hand I realised Kurt had a point. I debated the two sides over in my head as Kurt continued to hold me. "We should probably think about getting up," Kurt said as he reached over to look at his phone. "What time is it?" I asked. "Eight thirty," Kurt yawned as he stretched out.

I was about to get up when I heard a creaking on the floorboards outside the bedroom door. "Are you guys awake and decent?" Tobias called. "Hey squirt, we're awake and both clothed," Kurt replied. The door opened and Tobias bounded in dressed in his basketball jersey. "I'm going to practice outside in a little while, but I wanted to see if you guys wanted breakfast?" He asked. "Oh and I'm glad Mr Bear was here kept you company, I hope he didn't scare you when he crawled out of the wardrobe?" "Yes, crawled out of the wardrobe with your assistance," Kurt added as we climbed out of bed. "I'm glad you put on night shirts, I was worried you two would be naked, or having sex," Tobias continued. Kurt rolled his eyes. "Here's an idea, why don't you put a sock in it and go and make breakfast?" he said. "Okay, shall I make pancakes?" Tobias suggested. "Sounds good," I replied. "Very well then, I'll see you two chumps downstairs," Tobias said before bounding back out of the room. "You know you're properly integrated when your brother in law calls you a chump too," I chuckled. "Yeah," Kurt laughed. "Although I hope it doesn't get on your nerves. Tobias knows when to stop so if it does I'll have a word with him." "Nah, it's fine," I said as Kurt began pulling clothes out from the drawer. A smile spread across my muzzle as I realised I'd used the term brother in law. "These should fit," Kurt said, handing me a fresh pair of jeans and a shirt. I sniffed at them and they smelt clean despite presumably having been in the drawers for some time.

We walked downstairs a minute later to find Tobias making pancakes at the stove. He had already piled up several on a plate and set out syrup and fruit on the table. "These smell good," Kurt remarked. "I promise I haven't poisoned them," Tobias chuckled. "But here, take a seat." "Where have mother and father gone?" Kurt asked. "Taking Grandma home," Tobias explained. "She had a meeting with some of her lady friends this morning, but being old she wanted to leave at the crack of dawn." I sat down at the table while Kurt took the seat next to me. "Did you like the surprise I left in your room?" Tobias grinned to me as he served the pancakes. "In actual fact the teddy saved me from a nightmare," I replied. "Oh," Tobias replied, looking surprised. "Well, I'm glad it helped." "Yeah," I explained. "Just stuff about my parents." "Oh. I feel kinda bad," Tobias sighed. "If I'd known that I wouldn't have pranked you." "It's okay," I replied, patting the younger Doberman's arm as he sat down.

We ate the pancakes as Tobias went to the stove every now and again to get a new batch. "These are delicious, thank you Tobias," I said as I finished my last. "You're welcome bro," Tobias grinned. "Heh, you didn't call me a chump," I laughed. "I mean chump," Tobias added. "But I'm glad you like them." "If you can cook for college than your roommates at college will love you," I explained. "I'm a little worried about my roommates," Tobias sighed. "In case they're all weird or they dislike me." "It's like the military, living in close confinement with new people is hard, but there's enough people there you'll make friends," Kurt explained. "Yeah," I added. "Even if you don't like your roommates there will be plenty of people in your classes or basketball club to hang out with." Tobias nodded as we spoke and he looked a little more reassured. "Or if they're weird you'll fit right in," Kurt joked. "I heard San Amador Coast reserve a hall just for weird people. We can arrange for you to be sent there?" "Hey!" Tobias snapped. I laughed and felt the warm feeling of contentment I had whenever I hung out with Kurt's family. "I don't know why you're laughing, I bet they put you in there," Tobias said to me. "No," I replied. "But I heard them talking about a crazy Doberman in the area called Tobias Hauser and they couldn't wait to have him admitted." We all laughed before standing to clear the dishes.

Ralph and Mia returned just as we had cleared the last of the dishes away. "I'm glad we caught you and Kurt before you left," Mia said. "Thank you for having me overnight," I replied. "Not at all, it was a pleasure to have you over. Grandma was also talking about what a nice young man you were," Mia continued. My tail wagged as Mia spoke. "We'd best be on our way," Kurt said. "We should probably stop by the grocery store on the way back, if that's okay Alec?" "Sure," I replied. Tobias bounded over and gave Kurt and I a tight hug. "See ya, you pair of chumps," he grinned. "Later squirt," Kurt replied, patting his brother on the head. "Ouch!" "You two, seriously," Mia sighed, rolling her eyes. Ralph reached out to shake my paw. "Do come again to stay over," he said, gripping my paw in a firm but unrestrictive grip. Mia walked forwards and hugged me. "We enjoyed having you over and playing a board game, even if the first one was a bit... odd," she said. In the background I saw Kurt shoot a glance at Tobias who looked away and whistled innocently to himself. I felt the same warm feeling of contentment inside.

I want to come back again. The Hauser family feels like my family too, in fact they are my family now.

Mia glanced at the others who were all chatting. "If you ever have problems at um, home then you're always welcome here," she added in a quieter tone. I knew she was talking about my parents and I nodded. "Thank you," I whispered as Mia gave me another quick hug.

Kurt gathered our clothes from upstairs and we made our way out to the car. Mia, Ralph and Tobias stood in the doorway and waved. "I enjoyed that," I said, thumping my tail against my seat as we drove away. "Me too, it makes me happy you get along with them," Kurt replied. As I joined the main road back to San Amador the thought of my father drinking crept back into my mind. If he was drunk I knew there was no way I could give him advice until he was sober, but I wanted to at least check he was okay when we got home. "Something up bud?" Kurt asked. "Yeah, I was thinking about my father again," I explained. "I want to call and check he's at least safe and not doing something silly." "Okay, if you're sure it's a good idea," Kurt replied and I could detect a hint of uncertainty in his voice. "Do you think that's a bad idea?" I asked. "I'm concerned he'll make you angry or upset again," Kurt said, his tone was neutral. "Often when you come off the phone you say you're done with all that nonsense, and then you call again." I opened my mouth to reply but realised Kurt had a point. "I guess I just want to check he's at least okay," I shrugged. "That's fair," Kurt reasoned. "Just don't let him drag you down. That's something you often say and then it happens." I decided to concentrate on driving rather than think of a response. "I hope I wasn't being too blunt," Kurt eventually sighed, splaying his ears. "I don't want to be one of those pushy significant others who tells you what to do." "It's fine, I know you're trying to spare me from being trapped in a vicious circle," I replied. Kurt smiled and paw a paw on my thigh. "The turning for the grocery store is coming up," he pointed out.

I pulled into the parking lot and we made our way inside. Kurt had written a list and he began talking under his breath as he consulted it. I couldn't help but chuckle as I remembered how much I'd hated grocery shopping before I moved in with Kurt. "What's funny?" Kurt asked with a grin. "Was I talking too loudly?" "Nah, you're fine. I was just reflecting how agoraphobic I used to feel in stores," I explained. "Having a strong Doberman by my side helped me overcome that." "I'm glad you feel better about it," Kurt said as he reached over and gave my paw a quick squeeze. "Now, let's choose some wine for tonight." We browsed the wine section before settling on a red and white each. "I was thinking of beef stroganoff tonight?" Kurt said as he filled the cart with food. "Sounds good," I grinned. My stomach rumbled as if the confirm this. Kurt laughed and nuzzled against me. Despite Kurt's protests I insisted on paying for the groceries and we made our way back out to the car. "I wish my stomach didn't rumble so much," I sighed. "I don't mind, I find it quite adorable," Kurt replied. My tail wagged as we climbed back into the car and drove off.

It felt good to be back at the apartment, the familiarity of everything made it feel like home and packing the groceries away with Kurt almost made me feel like we were a married couple. A thought from the other day crept back into my mind.

Can I see us getting engaged? Yes, it doesn't seem so scary now.

Then the thought of my father replaced that. I sighed as I remembered I was to call him. Kurt finished packing everything away. "I might do a few sit and push ups before relaxing for a little while," he announced. "Okay," I replied, suddenly feeling nervous about pulling my phone out in case Kurt started asking questions.

Then again, if I'm concealing things is that a good sign?

I waited until Kurt had gone to the bedroom before I pulled out my phone and called my father's number. It rang for a few beats before my father picked up. "Hello Alec," he answered in a hushed tone. "Hi, I just wanted to check you were okay after yesterday," I explained. "After yesterday?" he repeated. "Yeah, after we spoke when you were uh, at the bar," I said carefully. "I don't remember," my father replied. "Listen your mother needs something, I gotta go. Talk another time." "Right, bye," I said bluntly. I hung up before sighing and cursing to myself. Kurt emerged from the bedroom and shot me a concerned glance. "Everything all right bud?" He asked. "I just called my father again, he didn't even remember us talking the other day," I said. "Oh," Kurt replied. "I admit I thought that would be the case." His tone had gone back to neutral as it often seemed to when I brought up the subject of my father. "I shouldn't have called him," I sighed, before wishing I could cram the words back into my muzzle. I expected Kurt to say I told you so, but the Doberman fixed me an expression that was both sad and somehow unfazed. "I know it's hard, but sometimes I wonder if you should just stop," he sighed. "Stop contacting him?" I asked. Kurt nodded. "Okay, how often did you call your parents while you were at college?" Kurt asked. "It's not a trick question and I'm not trying to upset you bud." "I dunno, probably once a week, we didn't talk much," I explained. "My mother was quite naggy but other than that she didn't say anything." "And did you go home to see them often?" "Not really," I shrugged. "Hmm, correct me if I'm wrong but it seems you became concerned about them cutting you off or the state of your parents' marriage after you told them about us," Kurt mused. "I get the impression you didn't really care before then." "Yeah, that's probably true," I replied before taking a deep sigh. "I guess I didn't care before. Coming out to them opened my eyes up to their problems." Kurt nodded as I spoke. "In that case, I'd say these problems were going on beneath the surface before you told them about us. Their marriage could have been going down the tube already. Coming out made it more obvious as they had someone to turn their ire on as well as each other," he reasoned. I mulled Kurt's words over and considered them. I knew he was right, but I couldn't cut my father out completely. I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Kurt walked over and pulled me into a hug. "Wanna work out with me?" He asked gently, nuzzling me between the ears. I smiled and nodded. Kurt smiled back before kissing me on the muzzle.

A moment later we were on the floor in our underwear again. We had both changed into our Wolf & Coyote briefs which were silky but offered better support. I began doing push ups but paused to watch Kurt's ass flex beneath the material of his briefs. "I'm not sure why we put underwear back on when we could do this nude, sexy as the briefs are," I remarked. "Three reasons; I like the support, it stops sweat dripping from my crotch onto the floor and it gives us something to take off for when we get frisky, like unwrapping a gift," Kurt explained with a grin. I laughed before continuing push-ups. Kurt was faster than me, but I felt I was at least getting more done before I ran out of breath. We then lay on our backs before doing some sit ups. "I used to do this every day before and after a shoot," Kurt explained. "No wonder you stayed so muscular," I panted, pausing to take a rest. I glanced over and saw a pronounced bulge in Kurt's briefs where his sheath was. I felt my cock stiffen inside my underwear.

Go on, you're a Coyote.

I reached out and squeezed it with my paw. "Oh, you want to do this again?" Kurt growled. "This time we ain't expecting any interruptions." Before I could reply Kurt jumped on top of me so his ass was directly on top of my bulge. The Doberman pinned me down by my wrists and growled in my face before leaning down to kiss me. I closed my eyes as Kurt slid his tongue into my mouth while grinding his bulge against mine. "Why don't we get a shower bud?" Kurt said, breaking off and fixing me a wink. The Doberman helped me to my hind-paws and I followed him to the bathroom with my tail wagging. I knew what was going to happen but I was still excited about it anyway. Kurt fixed me a knowing grin as he began gyrating and slowly slid his briefs down his ass, revealing the heart shaped tan patch. I felt my cock emerge further from its sheath as Kurt arched his butt right up against my bulge. "For a guy who is a dom you sure like rubbing your ass into my dick," I laughed. "Heh, I like to tease," Kurt grinned as he slid his briefs off. "Now off with those undies you naughty Coyote." I tugged my briefs off as Kurt turned the shower on and led me beneath the water.

We shared a kiss as the water ran down us before Kurt grabbed the soap to clean me. I smiled and wagged my tail as he rubbed the soap against my chest with one paw. Kurt then fixed me a domineering grin as tweaked one of my nipples while massaging the suds into my sheath and against the shaft of my cock. "You like that?" Kurt grinned, tweaking my nipple again. I didn't reply, but instead reached around and squeezed Kurt's ass with my paws. The Doberman's dick was also protruding from its sheath and I knelt down before it. It was throbbing slightly and wet at the tip; whether it was water from the shower or pre I wasn't sure. I took the tip in my mouth and licked at it. The sweat taste confirmed it was pre. Kurt closed his eyes as I gripped his dick at the base and worked my muzzle up and down. "Damn, you've become really good at this," Kurt growled, but as the words escape his muzzle I sensed the Doberman shift uncomfortably. "Did I do something wrong?" I asked, pulling off. "No, I just wanted to say something, in case you think I've been too grouchy lately," Kurt continued as I got to my hind-paws. "I just wanted to say I love you." I didn't reply at first, but threw my arms around Kurt's muscular body and kissed him. "I love you too," I whispered into his cropped ear.

We hugged for a minute but I became aware of Kurt's erect dick poking me in the leg. "Sorry bud," Kurt said sheepishly. I responded with a mischievous grin as I knelt back down and clamped a paw over his shaft. "Wash your behind while I suck you off," I instructed. "Heh, getting dommy now are we?" Kurt laughed. "You'll see," I grinned. I began sucking again while jerking at his dick with one paw and kneading his balls with the other. Kurt could barely concentrate on cleaning himself as I kept sucking him off and I could feel his pre hitting my tongue. "Damn," Kurt groaned. "Okay, I don't wanna get you off just yet," I said. "Are you feeling clean?" "Yeah," Kurt replied as he shut the water off.

We stepped out and shook ourselves dry. Kurt's dick was still throbbing and I took his paw and led him to the bedroom. My fur was still a little damp but I lay on the bed anyway. Kurt straddled over me with a domineering grin on his muzzle. "How about I eat your ass for dinner?" I asked. "Heh, that's why you wanted me clean. Okay then," Kurt replied. He switched himself around but before I could sit up to lick his hole, the Doberman's ass descended on my face. I began planting wet licks and kisses against his hole. I could hear Kurt letting out deep moans as my licks grew more intense. I reached out with my paws and stretched his ass out, giving me better access to his tail hole before I made out with it as if it was his mouth. Kurt was groaning and I could feel his body jiggling as he jerked himself off. "Fuck, you are as good as Rex," Kurt groaned as I pushed the tip of my tongue right into his hole. The Doberman suddenly bucked forwards and I felt his warm cum splash against my chest. "S... sorry bud," Kurt moaned. "It's okay," I tried to reply, although my voice came out muffled from under Kurt's butt. "Here, I'll give you a paw," Kurt panted. "Lemme get my breath back." The Doberman sat up giving me time to breath before he shuffled back onto my face. I kept licking and planting kisses against his hole while Kurt wrapped his paw around my cock and began stimulating it. Even through the soap I could smell the manly and musky scent of Kurt's ass as I made out with it; the scent was extremely hot. I gasped and bucked my hips forwards as I came. It splashed on my chest over Kurt's cum which had already matted my fur.

Kurt climbed off me and we lay panting for a minute. "This seems to happen a lot, but you may need to get in the shower," Kurt breathed. "I don't mind," I replied, leaning over to give Kurt a kiss. "Heh, well we could get clean again, have dinner and watch a movie with beer or wine?" Kurt suggested. "I like that idea," I replied, thumping my tail against the bed. I waited until I had my strength back and stood up carefully, making sure the cum didn't drip from my chest onto the floor. Kurt walked behind me as I made my way to the bathroom, but as I reached to turn the shower on I heard my phone buzzing from the kitchen. Kurt's ears cocked in the direction of the door. I hesitated and then walked to the kitchen as Kurt opened his mouth to say something. "It might not be my father," I reasoned before Kurt could speak, but my hope was short lived as I saw his number on the screen. My paw moved to accept the call but I stopped myself. If my father was drunk he probably wouldn't even remember talking to me. Kurt was probably right too; this would just become a vicious circle of me trying to help my father, getting mad and then calling again to apologise, repeat cycle. I was also aware that the cum on my chest was starting to slide off. "Sorry father," I muttered as I swiped to close the call.

Kurt was waiting in the bathroom. "You okay bud?" He asked. "Yeah, let's get clean and have dinner," I replied, wagging my tail.