Bobbie's Birthday
#1 of Notebook
(Meta note: long story short, I'm helping out geneseepaws on a giant story he's writing. This was written a short time ago, to get his characters better into my head. Bobbie and James are used with permission.)
Bobbie's Birthday
"C'mon, Bobbie," James urged, "right up the stairs."
Bobbie let himself be led by the shoulder, getting more excited. The young dalmatian had been told by James about his uncle, and his habit of buying presents that the receiver didn't know he wanted. If you wanted a bike, James had explained, he got you a car. It was a present for which you were always thankful, and more than that, changed you a little.
Well, today was Bobbie's birthday. He turned 17. And James seemed to know him so well, that he was sure the lion had his uncle's eye for presents. Or so he hoped.
Up the stairs, and toward the sunroom they went. Once they got up two flights of stairs in the large mansion, James started another game. "Now, cover your eyes," he murmured into Bobbie's ear, "no peeking."
Bobbie thought about peeking, but knew that if he did, he would ruin something. He wanted the best result, so was honest, as if that would help it be a better present.
"Okay," said James, guiding him forward in the room, "this is going to be fun."
Bobbie couldn't see anything, could tell that it was a sunroom, alright: bright enough to penetrate his eyelids, thick carpet under his footpaws, -- but then, after a couple steps, James sent a shiver down Bobbie's spine, as he started unbuttoning Bobbie's pants. It was going to be one of those presents!
"Now, Bobbie, open your eyes on the count of three," James instructed, pulling them down to the Dalmatian's ankles. "One, two, three!"
Bobbie opened his eyes -- to three strange hyenas, sitting on a beat-up couch, in long red robes.
"Mrrr, he's cute," remarked the middle.
"Especially naked," added the tallest.
"Take of his shirt," growled the shortest, "let's see what's under there."
Bobbie's heart stopped, his stomach knotted, and his knees got weak. He closed his eyes and blushed, as the three of them commented. He couldn't believe James, his boyfriend of months now, would do something so horrible to him; stripping him naked in front of strangers!
"Bobbie!" whispered James, "take it easy! They're here for you."
But Bobbie couldn't think straight, and just stood there in sheer terror, as the three males looked him over, from head to toe.
"Ooh, he likes it," the middle one remarked, "he's getting a hard-on."
"You boys fix that," said James loudly, "I have to go run some errands. Bobbie," he added, "have fun."
Bobbie didn't want him to go, but couldn't make himself move.
"C'mere, Bobbie," urged the middle one.
But Bobbie was still trying to understand his present, and his own feelings, and didn't move.
"Maybe he needs to get to know us better. Let's introduce ourselves. I'm J.D." He took off his robe, and Bobbie found he had not a stitch on.
After leaving J.D's intense blue eyes, Bobbie's eyes instinctively looked at the hard cock.
"I'm Akunde," said the shortest one with a light accent, who took off his robe to reveal another hard member, this one slightly longer than J.D., and several shaved fur patterns in symbolic shapes.
"And I'm Zeus," answered the third, in a much deeper voice, removing his robe to reveal a 7-inch monster between his legs.
"As you can see," mrred J.D., "we're all happy to see you, Bobbie. So c'mere."
Only now, on this level playing field, was Bobbie able to nervously walk toward them. Bobbie stopped a foot in front of them, and looked at each expectantly.
"You have to pick a seat," said J.D., with a twinkle in his eye.
Something in the back of Bobbie's mind told him it was wrong to sit on the lap of a hyena he didn't know... but then, they were incredibly attractive, and inviting. Fearing that Zeus would be too much for him, he sat on J.D's lap.
But he soon found it didn't matter. He was immediately and gently stretched out across the three of them, on his back: feet in the lap of Akunde, torso in the lap of J.D., and head in the lap of Zeus -- whose cock was almost taller than his muzzle.
And then, as he couldn't help but stare at the hard member of Zeus, just thinking about it, their hands started stroking him. It gave him a sensation of a massage chair, except rather that relaxed, the heat of their bodies and their presences made him feel incredibly aroused.
Finally, after looking at the big muscles and cock before him, he slowly turned himself over without saying a word.
"Something wrong?" asked J.D.
But Bobbie didn't answer. Soon enough, when Bobbie got onto his side facing the three of them, he took Zeus into his mouth.
"Ooh, you're lucky," teased J.D. "Why'd he pick you?"
Zeus smiled, but quickly was unable to answer, and Bobbie tried to suck his best. He did what he imagined he would like done to him, sliding the cock around on his cheeks, and occasionally drawing it almost all the way out and just licking it. James had taught him this, and it was one of the reasons Bobbie loved him.
"Unh," grunted Zeus -- which told Bobbie he was doing the right thing.
Suck, suck, lick, lick, and Zeus began to pre in his mouth as his heartbeat and breathing changed.
"He's getting close, Bobbie," encouraged J.D., "keep it up."
Bobbie kept going, getting more and more precum. He looked down at Zeus' balls, and was surprised they were not much larger than his own for the amount that was squirting intermittently into his mouth. All he knew was that he liked the taste, and was dripping pre himself between the pleasure he imagined, and the continued stroking of his body by J.D. and Akunde.
Finally, with a groan, several deep breaths, and a long moan, Zeus came. Bobbie could feel his muscles clench twice, and moments later, a stream of cum rushed up from Zeus' balls. He swallowed it before it could fill his mouth, and made Zeus back off in his throat to do so. It was several large gulps of thick fluid before Zeus finally relaxed, and dropped back on the couch.
"He's gooooooood," he sighed, looking suddenly like he was stoned.
"I bet he is," added J.D., as his right hand, which had been rubbing Bobbie around his crotch, finally found his cock.
Bobbie gasped, and was reminded of just how needy he still was.
"I bet he'd like being jerked off," teased J.D., as he licked his left middle finger, and found Bobbie's tail hole with his left hand.
Bobbie flinched reflexively, and resisted, knowing what was about to happen. It scared his body at first, but because of his memories, it aroused him even more. As a result, "Ugh..." was the only noise he could make.
"Here we go," announced J.D., as his finger slowly spread Bobbie open, and made its way in.
"Unh!" Bobbie cried, as his penis squirted more precum, and he clenched.
Something in the back of his head told him to relax, but every time he did, the finger went deeper. And then, once it was half way in, the right hand started its work, pulling and rubbing. It felt as big as Zeus, inside of him, and stretched him almost to his limit.
Being jerked with one hand, and poked with the other was too much for him, in that state of excitement. With a long, canine whine accompanying the final push inside his anus, Bobbie came, and squirted cum all over J.D's right hand.
Bobbie gasped for breath, still groaning from released, and became completely, finally, relaxed.
"I bet that feels better, huh Bobbie?" J.D. asked.
Bobbie nodded and panted, the only response he could give.
"Now what about us?" was his next question.
Bobbie looked, and the two hyenas were still hard. Akunde was starting to get a little pleasure by rubbing his erection against the side of Bobbie's leg, but not nearly enough to satisfy him.
Bobbie nodded again weakly. He was not tired, exactly, more liked saturated. Undeniably, he had relaxed quite considerably since he first walked in the room and was humiliated by James. Aside from his first orgasm helping to smooth things over, he was beginning to trust these wily and horny hyenas. They were obviously there for him.
"Ooh, looks good, Akunde," J.D. announced, as Bobbie felt his hand dragged down to the cock almost beneath his torso. "Now Bobbie, fair's fair. How about giving Akunde a handjob, huh? He really looks horny."
Bobbie met the eyes of the hyena, a soft brown that reflected a gaze of longing. Longing, in this case, for an orgasm.
Bobbie turned himself on his stomach -- an endeavor which J.D. assisted in -- and in so doing, J.D. got most of Bobbie's torso back from Akunde. But Bobbie soon got to work, grasping Akunde like he grasped himself on occasion, and started pawing.
Akunde rolled his head back, and groaned quietly, as his erection started jumping a little. When Bobbie saw it, and felt it, he had a strange and irresistible idea. Without warning, put it into his mouth.
Akunde gave a long groan, and J.D. added, "well, Bobbie, you sure are eager to please."
Akunde was not really a problem for Bobbie, being so much smaller than Zeus, and not giving him as much precum in anticipation. That meant when Akunde suddenly tensed up and howled, the rush of cum into Bobbie's mouth was a bit of a shock. Bobbie didn't choke, however, and managed to swallow it all, his own erection returning to its full size.
As he was finishing cleaning up, finally starting to shake off his dazed state when Akunde entered his throat, he was suddenly pulled all the way to Zeus. "Lemme have him," growled the tallest of the three, with the deepest voice. Bobbie suddenly felt something on his tailhole and clenched -- only to discover that it was a tongue.
He cried out -- shock, pleasure, and a jolt flew through his body. He soon started grunting and panting immediately, every time he was touched. He also flinched, which didn't seem to be a problem for Zeus at all.
"Ooh, Bobbie likes that, huh?" asked J.D., "Zeus is one of the best I know."
Only now, when Zeus was winding him tighter and tighter once again, did he manage to speak. "Please," he groaned, "suck me." J.D. smiled. "A wonderful choice of first words, Bobbie," he whispered, "but before I do, I would like you to suck me. Zeus," he directed, "slow down a little."
As if J.D. had hit a switch, the licking became slower.
"C'mon, Bobbie. I've been good to you, haven't I? This is your chance to give me a performance review. Show me how much you liked me."
Bobbie was precumming, thanks to Zeus. All he wanted was to come one more time, before total exhaustion set in. He knew the hyena could deny him if he wanted to -- he was slightly bigger and probably stronger than Bobbie -- so he had to acquiesce.
Finally deciding that he would have no energy to do so later, Bobbie wrapped his muzzle around J.D's flesh -- the most modest of them all, and started working his mouth. Up and down, up and down.
J.D., like his compatriots groaned, but he also spoke. "Good... very good... you're good at this Bobbie..."
When Bobbie got him further to where he was starting to pre, the narrative became whinier.
"Uh... don't stop... Uh.... Uh... Unhhhhh..." And then, the muscles started pumping, and the moan continued.
Up came the cum, somewhat thinner than the other two, and Bobbie slurped it all down. He was quickly tiring of the taste.
"Okay, Bobbie, here we go," J.D. insisted, looking back at him with a faraway look, even as he rolled Bobbie onto his back. "A promise," he panted, "is a promise. Zeus," he weakly murmured, "crank it up."
Immediately, the occasional, swift stroke of the tongue became a storm. Some fast, some slow, some outside, some inside. It was almost more than Bobbie could stand, as he lay there groaning.
And then, J.D. put Bobbie's member into his mouth. Heaven was never closer to Earth, according to what Bobbie was feeling. His first orgasm so close behind, it took several minutes of pleasure beyond anything he had experiences before to bring him up to a second. Groaning and moaning turned into a yell, as he felt his nervous system overload in stimulation of both his most sensitive areas.
His cum, as it came out, felt runny; but J.D. swallowed dutifully just the same. Only when his muscles -- and tailhole -- squeezed their hardest did Zeus slow down, and stop.
Once J.D. cleaned him up, here he was, laying on his back with three satiated hyenas, and unable to put two words together if he tried.
"So, Bobbie," sighed J.D., his relaxed face representative of his two companions, "you think you've had enough, or do you want more?"
Bobbie was almost catatonic. He shook his head to the question, and unable to do anything else, pulled himself into a ball to take a nap. Akunde and Zeus took this opportunity to stand up, and J.D. gently moved him off his lap.
"In that case, Bobbie," he whispered, stretching the Dalmatian out on the couch to get more comfortable, "it was nice meeting you."
Three kisses were placed on his cheek, one from each male, and a blanket was thrown over him. After that, Bobbie closed his eyes, and remembered nothing else.
***
The next thing he was aware of was a voice. "Bobbie," it whispered. It was deep, and familiar.
"C'mon Bobbie, time fer yeh ta up," it insisted.
Bobbie didn't respond right away. Only now, when he recognized it as James, did he roll over, and without opening his eyes mumble, "James?"
"Ya, Bobbie, et's me. How'd ya like your present?"
Bobbie smiled. "It was wonderful. Better than wonderful. Thank you." Though his eyes were struggling to open, he could hear the smile on James' face in his voice.
"I knew it, Bobbie. That's ta show ya how much I care for ya. They's part of a charity, believe it or not. Give enough, they come thank you. Better on taxes, anyway."
Bobbie smiled, as he felt felt the lion's hand grasp his own. He was pulled into a sitting position on the couch, which incented him to open his eyes, and stretch. But he saw the sight of James, fully clothed, when he did. He was looking fantastic -- but in Bobbie's eyes, it was hard for him not to.
"C'mon Bobbie," he invited, "let's have some dinner. It's a surprise."
Not as good as this one, Bobbie thought as he walked out of the room.
The End.