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This chapter is from Fenrir's point of view.

After we got home and Daddy got Jeff in bed I rode my bike over to Uncle Woden's house. Arnold and his 3 brothers (his two Shep brothers and his human "brother" David) were at their back yard rifle range practicing with their paintball rifles.

"Arnold I need a favor." I said.

"What do you need Fenrir?"

"Well, you know that our feral Jeff tried to kill himself, right?"

"Yeah, Daddy told us about it."

"Well I was partly to blame, I treated him like shit and made him feel useless every chance I could. He was already having a real hard time adjusting and instead of trying to help I did everything I could to make him feel worse." I said hanging my head in shame.

"What does that have to do with a favor?"

"Well Jeff has a big inferiority complex, and being with Sheps isn't helping. No offense David but Sheps do most things better than most humans."

"No offense taken, Fenrir. I know most Sheps can do almost everything better than I can, with a few exceptions."

"Exactly. And Jeff also has a huge inferiority complex when it comes to you. The fact that you are doing so well is driving him crazy."

"I would imagine it is. When I passed him as the alpha of the young men his Dad gave him a hard time." David replied.

"What do you mean?"

"Well his Dad was the tribe's Chief. He was a big guy, probably 6' 2" and about 230 muscular pounds, a real man's man. He was always wondering out loud how Jeff could possibly be his son." David added. I filed this info away, I had a feeling it was important.

"Anyway I wanted to do something to make him feel better about himself and give him some confidence. Next time we play war games can we set it up so he's the hero?"

"How do you want to do that?" Arnold asked.

"Let him take out you and David, I'll guard our flag and let Grimwald capture our flag. That way you guys win, but Jeff can be the hero and I'll be the goat. Hopefully it will help his self esteem."

"Yeah, we'll help out. When do you think he will be well enough to play?"

"Doc says that he is physically fine now. How about the day after tomorrow?"

"That will work fine."

"I'm not gonna tell my brothers so they can be impressed by Jeff. Thanks you guys. Well I need to head home."

I rode my bike home, went up to Jeff's room and knocked at the door. I could hear the theme music from Super Mario playing in the background, but Jeff didn't answer right away. I knocked again and he finally answered, "Who's there?"

"It's me, Fenrir." He didn't answer. "Come on Jeff, I'd like to talk to you." I heard him pause the game and walk over to the door. He opened the door and stood there looking at me.

"What do you want?" He replied with a distressed look on his face. It was obvious that he still didn't like me or trust me, and to be honest I really couldn't blame him.

"You don't have to let me in; I'm not your boss. But I truly am sorry for how I acted and I would like to be your friend. Besides it isn't good to be alone all the time, you can use a little company."

"I guess you can come in." He said turning his back on me and walking back to the bed. He crawled back up on it and lay on his stomach, picked up the controller and started the game again. I walked in behind him and lay down on the bed next to him. He played for a few minutes and got killed by a Koopa Troopa. "Damn, he always gets me!"

"Here let me show you how to get past him." He handed me the controller and I quickly worked my way through it until I got back to that point. "Jump on him, and then you can kick him and let him kill everything in front of you." I said as I did just that, until he hit a block and came back at me. I jumped him and let him travel off the screen. I paused the game again and gave the controller back to Jeff.

"Wow that was neat." He said excitedly, then like a switch going off he said embarrassed, "I guess you think I'm pretty stupid not to have been able to figure it out myself, huh?"

"No I don't think you are stupid. You've just never been exposed to this kind of stuff. You will figure it out soon enough. In fact you are doing really good for someone just caught out of the wild." I said as I draped my arm across his shoulder as a gesture of friendship. He froze at first when I touched him, then he slowly relaxed. He unpaused the game and using what I had shown him he was finally able to get past that stage. I continued to give him pointers as he played so he was finally making progress in the game.

Just then Daddy stuck his head in the door and said, "Jeff dinner is..." and did a double take when he saw me with my arm around Jeff. "I'm sorry to interrupt but dinner is ready." He pulled his head out of the door and closed it. Jeff paused the game and we went down stairs to eat. We had fried chicken with mashed potatoes and corn for dinner. After dinner we all went into the living room to watch TV. Jeff sat down in the small couch in the corner and I sat down next to him. He was still a little suspicious of me, so after a few minutes I lay down on the couch with my head on his lap. He wasn't sure what to do but soon was rubbing my ears like he would a regular dog. I wasn't complaining, it felt really good so I rubbed my muzzle against his lap. To my surprise he started getting hard so I did it even more. Hey, just because I'm trying to be nice doesn't change the fact that I can be a little shit at times. I kept expecting it to get bigger, but I finally realized that he was fully erect. It was hard to believe that a penis could be that small. I knew that humans were on the average smaller than Sheps although some of them had fairly large members. But Jeff was just tiny. Hell I hadn't gone through puberty yet and I was already bigger than that. I could imagine that being THAT small would be an ego buster, especially if your Dad was a "real man's man" as David put it.

I rolled over on my back, exposing my chest and belly to Jeff, and smiled up at him. He smiled back at me and ran his fingers through my chest fur. It felt really good, and the stimulation was making me hard. He was watching the movie and absently rubbing my chest and worked his way down to my belly and was soon giving me a nice belly rub. Of course my left leg started to twitch, which made Jeff rub more vigorously, which made my leg start to really kick. Jeff giggled and intensified my belly rub until his hand hit my boner. He pulled his hand away like I had bitten him.

"I'm sorry Fenrir. I didn't mean to touch you there."

"It's OK Jeff. Don't be so uptight. It probably would have felt really good." I said and I winked at him. He blushed really hard. Soon the movie was over and it was time to go to bed. We all said our good nights and went to our separate rooms, but I couldn't help but feel that I had made real progress with Jeff.

Mommy woke us up in the morning for breakfast. I got up and hurried down to the kitchen table. Daddy was already there. I asked, "Daddy, can we get a bike for Jeff so he can go places with us?"

"I doubt he knows how to ride a bike, they didn't have them in the wilderness where he lived."

"Well David knows how to ride one, and if David can learn to ride I'm sure I can teach Jeff to ride."

"OK. I'll have one delivered this morning."

"Good, that way he will be able to come with us when we play war games. Get him a 24 inch bike; I think a 26" will be too big."

My brothers were soon in the kitchen, and finally Jeff made it downstairs. It took him longer since he had to put clothes on. We had steak and eggs for breakfast, Daddy's favorite. There was still kind of an awkward silence between Jeff and Daddy. Mom tried to be more pleasant toward him, but it was just a polite acceptance, they had not really warmed up to each other. Daddy got up, kissed Mommy on the cheek and said, "I have to go over to Wodens' place and catch up on what I missed while I was at the hospital all these days." He went out the door without saying another word.

After breakfast we got out a couple of basketballs, I told my brothers that I would meet them at the court. Jeff was heading back to his room but I headed him off. "Why don't you come play basketball with us."

He looked at me like I was Cerberus, and replied, "Yeah right, so you guys can run circles around me and make fun of me."

"Jeff, I told you I was sorry. I promise I won't make fun of you again. We will teach you how to play." I hugged him and buried my muzzle in his chest. "Come on." I pleaded.

"OK... " He said reluctantly and turned to follow me down to the court. My brothers and I spent the next two hours explaining the basics of the game, teaching him to dribble, pass the ball and the strategy of the game. Unfortunately even for a human he wasn't built for basketball, but by the end he was starting to enjoy the game. He had a bit of difficulty shooting straight on, either a set shot or a jump shot. He just couldn't aim very well. He was left handed and I asked him which of his eyes was dominant.

"What do you mean?"

"One of your eyes is dominant and that is the one you really see out of the other just gives you depth perception. Here let me show you how to test for your dominant eye. Make a circle with your thumb and forefinger and hold it at arm's length." I demonstrated. "Keep both eyes and focus on that flower over there." He followed my instructions. "Now close your right eye." He did. "Can you still see the flower in the circle with your left eye?"

"No, I'm seeing something way over to the right."

"OK, now open both eyes again and focus on the flower. Then close your left eye." He closed his left eye. "Can you see it out of your right eye?"

"Yeah, the flower is right in the center of the circle still."

"That is why you are having trouble shooting, you are left handed and right eye dominant. Why don't we try teaching you a hook shot, that way you will be lining the shot up with your right eye and your aim won't be distorted because your shot and your dominant eye will be in the same plane?"

"What is a hook shot?"

I demonstrated a hook shot for him. "The other advantage of a hook shot is that it will be easier to shoot with your small hands. It is a smooth sweeping motion where you can just roll it off of your finger tips." I walked him through it a couple of times and then let him try it. He made it on the third try. "Good job! Try it again." He came close on the next shot then made the following one.

"This is a lot better for me." He said with a big grin on his face. I then started showing him the proper footwork for the shot.

"You need to get a good rhythm for the shot. Another thing good about the shot is that it keeps your body between the defender and the ball so it is harder to block." Soon he was making the shot consistently and he was starting to gain confidence. After he got tired of working on the shot, my brothers and I taught him the proper positioning for playing defense and how to use his strength and wide body to box out to get rebounds. I was surprised how hard he worked at getting better now that someone was actually teaching him. More like a Shep than one of the useless Collective Bred Humans (or CBHs as we call them for short).

We continued practicing until we saw a delivery van pull up to the house. "That must be your new bike Jeff."

"What new bike?"

"I had Daddy order a new bike for you so you can come with us when we go places."

"But I don't know how to ride a bike."

"Arnold taught David how to ride in a couple of hours." I informed him.

"Well that was David, and we all know how special he is." He replied with a bit of venom and sarcasm.

"Well if Arnold could teach David, I'll have no trouble teaching you. You're not a dummy."

"Oh, I'm not? If I remember correctly you used to make sure you reminded me of how stupid and inadequate I was on a regular basis. What made you change your mind?" He added with a chuckle, he was starting to loosen up some.

"Hey, I'm just a dumb young pup; I can learn things and change my mind." I said as we ran up to the house to see the new bike. Mom was signing for the bike when we got there.

She handed the clipboard back to the delivery human, who was just about groveling before her, his eyes cast downward desperately avoiding eye contact. She said "Thank you for getting it here so quickly." Then she handed him a twenty and added, "This is for you, not for your owner. I've already paid him for the bike."

At this point the stupid CBH did grovel. "Thank you Ma'am!" he said as he put the twenty in his pocket still not making eye contact. It was a frustrating thing about the CBHs, they wouldn't make eye contact with you. If you held their faces up and looked them in the eye it would almost put them in a panic. If a Shep wouldn't make eye contact with you, you knew they were hiding something. At least the ferals didn't have this problem, all of them had no trouble looking you in the eye, whether the look was one of adoration or defiance. They still had pride and self respect. "OK Jeff, here's your new bike."

"I'll teach him how to ride it Mommy. We can practice in the driveway where there is no traffic." I chimed in. Our driveway was about a quarter of a mile long so there was plenty of room to ride. "Let me show you how to do it first." I mounted the bike which was a little large for me but not too big and pushed off to get some forward momentum, explaining things as I went along. I rode for about 50 yards then turned around and stopped in front of Jeff. "OK, it's your turn." I said handing the bike to Jeff.

"Don't laugh at me when I fall!" Jeff said half jokingly but with a little bit of a pleading in his voice. I think he was embarrassed that we were just young pups and we could already ride and he couldn't. At least now I realized how sensitive and insecure he was. He mounted up on the bike and I went over beside him and steadied the bike. He started to pedal slowly and he was having a hard time balancing.

"If you pedal faster your forward momentum makes it easier to balance." I advised. He pedaled a little faster and he was staying up with less help from me. I ran beside him and soon I let go of the bike. He pedaled for about 20 yards before he fell off. He skinned his knee a little but nothing more serious than that. "Don't worry, we all fell plenty of times when we were learning. You're picking it up fine." I said truthfully but also to reassure Jeff that he was doing all right.

"Thanks. My dad would have made fun of me if I made a mistake like that." I definitely needed to find an opening to discuss his dad, obviously he had some serious baggage with his dad. He got back on and when I went to steady him he said, "No. Let me try it myself." He fell almost immediately but got back up with a look of determination on his face and tried again. After about the 5th fall he started to get the hang of it and made it all the way to the end of the driveway, made a shaky U-turn and pedaled all the way back without falling. My brothers and I all hooted and hollered when he made it back. You could see a look of pride on his face.

"Great job Jeff! You are picking it up quick. See I told you you could do it."

"Can we go riding somewhere after lunch?" Jeff asked.

"Sure. We can go down to the war games field so you can get familiar with it."

"What do I need to get familiar with it for?"

"Cuz were gonna kick Arnold and his brothers asses in war games tomorrow."

"I don't know if I wanna go." What little confidence Jeff had been building seemed to evaporate instantly. I had a feeling it was because he was intimidated by the fact that we would be competing against David and from what I had been able to piece together, he had always come out on the short end of the stick in those situations.

"Oh, come on, it will be fun." I added putting my arm around him. "Besides it's only a game. It will be fun."

"OK. I guess I'll come..."

Jeff continued to practice riding until Mommy called us in for lunch. As we were heading for the house Daddy's limo pulled up. The driver, a Shep named James, got out and opened the back door for Daddy. We all (except for Jeff) ran up to Daddy. I got there first and jumped into his arms. He caught me in midair, hugged me and kissed me on the forehead.

"So what have you boys been doing today?" He asked as he put me down and hugged my brothers in turn.

"We were teaching Jeff to play basketball and to ride a bike."

"So how did you do Jeff?" Daddy asked as Jeff finally strolled up.

"OK, I guess..." Jeff replied uncertainly with a bit of embarrassment it seemed.

"Don't be so modest Jeff. He did great Daddy. I'm teaching him to shoot a hook shot."

Daddy hugged Jeff uncertainly. You could tell that they both wanted to do more but were unsure of what the other wanted. It was actually painful to watch. They separated and both looked down at the ground instead of at each other.

"He is left handed and right eye dominant so that should help him shoot better."

"Good thinking Fenrir, did you have fun Jeff?"

"Yes Sir." Jeff replied uncomfortably. It was obvious that Jeff was unsure how to address Daddy.

"I told you that you can call me Loki for now. You are just a guest here until you figure out what you want."

"After lunch we are going to ride our bikes over to the field where we play war games and show Jeff around so he will be familiar with it when we play against Arnold and his brothers tomorrow." I continued.

Daddy pulled me aside out of earshot and said, "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why?"

"Because David will be there and in Jeff's fragile state of mind I don't think he can handle getting beaten by David again."

"Who says he is going to get beaten by David?" I countered. He looked at me with a "get serious" look. And I continued, "Besides it's only a game". And headed back toward Jeff and my brothers.

We went into the house and had lunch. Mom made us corn dogs and potato chips. We went out to the garage and went to the cabinet with the paintball guns in it. I asked Jeff , "Have you ever shot a rifle before?"

"Yeah. My dad taught me when I was little. He was great with a rifle. I worked really hard at it and I was pretty good, but not as good as he was. But he was proud of me until David came along and could out shoot me. Then he said I disgusted him. He understood that he couldn't expect me to be better than him, but he thought that it was pathetic that I couldn't even beat a 'fucking orphan'."

Wow his dad was really a dick. From watching him work his ass off learning how to play basketball and ride a bike I knew how hard he worked to get as good at things as his limited talent would let him. His dad should have been really proud of him instead of putting him down all the time. "I'm sorry you had to go through that Jeff. But your dad sounds like a real douche bag."

"He could be tough, but he was a real man's man and he felt that his son should be too. I let him down so often. I could never live up to his standards and I could never even beat David."

"It should have been enough that you were his son." I spat in disgust. I realized that as awful as I had been to Jeff, I had not contributed nearly as much to his suicide attempt as that sadistic macho asshole that he called a father had. That still didn't absolve me of my part in it though, it just made me more determined to try to help Jeff.

We all slung the rifles over our shoulders and mounted our bikes. We went slower than our usual breakneck speed since Jeff was still unsure of himself on a bike, but he made it the whole way without falling. He was doing really well. When we got there we scouted the course and decided where we would make our base the next day. Then we started putting together a battle plan. Finally we got our guns out and started practicing. Jeff wasn't half bad, it was a shame he had been held to some impossibly high standard. Not only did I pity him now, but I also had gained a lot of respect for how hard he worked and made the most of his abilities. Especially since he had been dealt a pretty weak hand by fate.

When we got home we decided that would take a swim since it was a really hot day. Before we got into the of course we had to shower up in the bath house at the pool. This would also give me a chance to satisfy my curiosity on what a human's equipment looked like. We all piled into the shower except for Jeff who was a little shy about taking his clothes off. "Come on Jeff get showered up so we can go in the pool." Odo called impatiently.

"Can't I wait until you're done?"

"Why?" Baldwin asked.

He turned red and replied, "Cuz I'll have to take my clothes off."

"So it will be cool, we've never really seen a human naked." Adelwolf chimed in.

"Come on Jeff, you see us naked all the time. It's not fair that we don't get to see you." I chided.

Jeff turned a bright red, then said "OK" and started stripping. He took his shirt off first, he had a handsome upper body with a big chest and arms with very little fat. More reluctantly he dropped his shorts. You could really see his muscular thighs then. Even more reluctantly he dropped his briefs, and we involuntarily gasped.

"Are all humans that small?" Baldwin asked with curiosity.

"Does it get a LOT bigger when you get excited?" Odo inquired before I could shut him up, I knew he didn't have much there so it wasn't a big surprise to me, but it had caught the others off guard. Even so I was somewhat surprised when I saw how small it really was. Soft, you could barely see it in his pubic hair.

"Guys cut it out! I'm sorry Jeff, we just really didn't know what to expect. Besides we care about you, not how big your dick is."

"It's kinda embarrassing. I've not seen any other humans hard, well except David, but a lot of the ones I've seen when we've pissed in the woods are bigger than I am when they are soft." He said with his eyes to the ground. "But I could do most things better than they could!" He said defiantly.

I went to him and hugged him around the waist. "Jeff, dick size doesn't determine how much of a 'man' you are. How much heart you have and how hard you work to be the best you can be is what makes you a 'man'. You've really impressed me today." He didn't say anything, but he hugged me back.

We started to shower, us pups had our backs to the shower and were facing in where we could see each other, but Jeff was shyly facing the wall as he showered. I took advantage of that and walked up behind him as he was shampooing his hair. I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him. He jumped and said, "Hey! What the hell is going on!"

"Just relax." I said calmly as I ran my hands up and down his flat hard stomach. He had a much better body than any of the CBHs. I could understand why Daddy found him attractive. "Were just curious, we wanna see how you're different from us."

"Why? So you can make fun of how small I am?" He said. I could feel his well developed muscles tensing up under my hands.

"No, we're just curious. I'll show you mine if you show me yours." I said giggling at the cliché, as I ran my hands further down his abs.

"That won't work! I'm already VERY familiar with Shep anatomy and on a much LARGER scale than you." Jeff replied with a smirk in his voice. He was starting to loosen up.

"Oh, look who's using the size put down now." I said pretending to have hurt feelings..

"I'm sorry. That wasn't fair, you're only pups."

"Gotcha!" I said laughing; as my hand slipped down to grasp his manhood, giving my gotcha a double meaning. To my surprise he was already pretty hard from my caresses. I figured he was pretty horny since he hadn't been with Daddy since before the suicide attempt.

"Hey! Aren't you too young to be doing that? I don't want to give your dad a reason to be pissed at me." Jeff said as I slid my paw down his shaft.

"Why would he be upset, we've jacked Daddy off plenty of times? How are we supposed to learn if we don't experiment? It's not like we're screwing each other." I went on as I continued to stroke his manhood, which was now hard as a steel rod. "So why don't you turn around so we can all see how it works." Jeff sheepishly turned around so we could all see.

"Why doesn't your sheath retract all the way?" Odo inquired. He was stroking his dick like all of my brothers were. We weren't old enough to squirt yet, but we could still knot up and have a dry orgasm.

"Humans don't have a sheath, we just have a foreskin. Unless you were a member of the collective, they removed the foreskins of the sheeple." Jeff spat the last word in disgust. We could see the "foreskin" expose then cover his dickhead as I stroked it between my thumb and two fingers. If I would have used my whole hand we wouldn't have been able to see anything except my hand. Soon Jeff started to leak precum as Daddy told us it was called. He moaned involuntarily as I increased the speed of my stroking. I was tempted to take him into my muzzle except that I think all of us wanted to be able to see him cum. Soon my hand was a blur as I stroked him more urgently knowing that he was on the brink of cumming.

"Aaaarrghhhh!!!" he cried out as his little balls jumped up to the base of his cock and he spurted 4 streams of cum into the air. It wasn't very much, just about what you would expect all things considered.

I looked up to see all three of my brothers gripping their knots, their eyes glassy as they rode out their dry orgasms. Some of Jeff's spunk had run down his shaft and onto my paw. I lifted my paw to my mouth and tasted human spunk for the first time. It had a different taste than Daddy's. Daddy tasted good but there was something special in a human's spew that had you craving more. I licked up the cum that had splattered on his chest, the rest had floated down the drain. What a waste.

"Wow! That was awesome Jeff." Baldwin said as he patted Jeff on the back.

"Yeah, we were wrong about you. You're pretty cool." Adelwolf chimed in as he came over and hugged Jeff. Jeff smile was bigger than any smile I had ever seen on him. He was finally starting to fit in.

We went out to the pool and all us pups ran, whooped and cannonballed into the deep end. When we came up we saw Jeff standing poolside. "Come on in Jeff!" I called out.

"That looks awful deep."

"So? You can swim can't you?" Odo asked.

"Actually I usually sink like a stone." Jeff added sheepishly. This made sense since he was so muscular with no fat, he would have no buoyancy since muscle is heavier than water.

"Then go in on the steps on the end over there. It is only 3 and a half feet deep over there and it gradually gets deeper until you get over here where it is 12 feet deep at the diving end." Jeff tentatively waded in and I swam over to him. I guess trying to teach him to swim would be a goal for another day.

We hung out in the pool for a half hour or so until mom called us for dinner. We rinsed off under the shower, then while Jeff toweled off, we got into the high speed driers. Even so Jeff was already dried and dressed by the time we were dry. We made our way into the dining room and Mommy already had our dinner on the table, which was great since we were all really hungry after exploring the war games field, riding bikes and swimming. Today it was fried bluegill and mac and cheese for dinner. Mommy made the best mac and cheese. We all came into the room boisterous, including Jeff for a change. He seem to have forgotten about the past for a while and was living in the present (at least for the moment) and was enjoying it.

"Well, you all look like you have been having fun today." Said Daddy with a smile, his eyes mostly on Jeff.

"It's the most fun I've had since I've been here Loki." Jeff said cheerfully. He realized as soon as he said it that it came out wrong. You could tell that the comment cut Daddy like a knife, his pet had had the best day so far and he had not been a part of it. You could also see Mommy's hackles rise when she heard Jeff call Daddy Loki instead of Master. She was always so defensive about us and Daddy. "I'm sorry Loki, it wasn't meant to be hurtful." He said in a subdued voice as his eyes turned to the ground.

"No need to be sorry, Jeff. I'm really glad you and the boys are getting along better. It just kinda caught me off guard."

I decided I needed to steer the conversation back to more cheerful ground. "We had a great time today Daddy. Jeff is doing really well at all the things we are teaching him. He's not like a CBH at all!" I said as I gave Jeff a hug before we sat down at the table. He sat down next to me. I think that Daddy was disappointed that Jeff didn't sit beside him.

During dinner we talked about all the stuff we did during the day. I made sure I mentioned all the things Jeff did well. I could tell Daddy was in emotional turmoil. He was happy Jeff was starting to fit in with the family, he was sad about being the odd man out and he was missing being with Jeff. I felt bad for him, I know he really loves Jeff and this distance is tearing him apart.

After dinner we went into the living room to watch a movie and Daddy made sure he got to sit by Jeff. During the movie I kept my eye on them. About 10 minutes into the movie Daddy shyly put his arm around Jeff like a pup on his first date. At first Jeff tensed up, but after a few minutes he sighed and leaned into Daddy. It was obvious they both missed each other, I just wasn't sure if Jeff was ready to be Daddy's pet again. Soon Jeff wasn't paying attention to the movie but was rubbing his head into Daddy's chest, you could see a tent in his shorts. Daddy's sheath was completely swollen too. The movie ended and Daddy said, "I've missed being with you Jeff." As he ran his fingers through Jeff's crew cut.

"I've missed being with you too Loki." Daddy winced at his name because he knew it was a signal that Jeff wasn't ready to go back to being his pet.

"Goodnight Jeff." Daddy said then he kissed all of us boys and went to his room. I felt terrible for both of them because it was so obvious they belonged together. And with that we all went to our rooms for the night.