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The first vestiges of sunlight were just starting to creep through the open window as I was brought to consciousness out of a deep sleep by a cool breeze playing across my bare chest and the slow warmth of the sun as it touched my side. Then I noticed another sensation, one that quickly became more pressing than the need for my morning piss. The feeling of something wet and rough like sandpaper making its way from under my balls to the tip of my cock, then it stopped. I dozed back off, then there it was again. I finally open my eye and look over my now rock hard cock, perfectly splitting a pair of large brown eyes. After a few seconds gaze the culprit of my weird sensations makes its way into view as I feel it start again. My lover, Drake's large pink tongue forces its way to the tip of my cock.

"Good you're up," he says

"Yeah, no thanks to you" I reply as I lean up on my elbows. Just as I do that He stands up, fully naked since that's how we sleep and with him looking at my rock hard cock he dashes out of the bedroom and through the house.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I scream as I hear the bathroom door close with a thud then the small click of the lock. That's when it hits me, the sudden pressure and feeling that my bladder is going to burst. I fly out of bed and dash through the house myself going to the single bathroom in the house.

"You asshole!" I exclaim as I pound on the door. I hear the shower start, the running water only compounding my need relief. I hear the lock click undone just before I hear the shower door close.

"Do you know how hard it is to piss through a raging hard on?" I grumble as I walk into the bathroom. All I get in response to that is a small chuckle; he did it on purpose I know. After performing one of those superman poses to relieve myself in the toilet and the feeling that I was going to be drowning myself I flush the toilet.

"AHHH!!" he screams as you can almost hear the temperature of the water change.

"Payback's a bitch isn't it?" After waiting a few minutes for the water to return to normal I open the shower door and step in. He was in the process of rinsing off his back. Having one of those moments where if looks could kill I'm sure my throat would be somewhere near the drain. I present my canine lover with a toothy grin. I can tell he's having a hard time keeping that look up as I see the corners of his mouth start to twitch upwards. It's a good thing we can't stay mad at each other or my heart would probably be more than emotionally broken in a fight or split up. I step closer and reach out and grab his sheath, squeezing it as I lean in for a kiss. I slip my index finger into the opening of his sheath and he moans into my mouth. I break out kiss and begin to fondle his balls as I look into his eyes.

"I don't want to do anything here," he says as he pushes my hand away from his crotch.

"You wake me up playing with my cock and now you won't even let me have a feel of yours?"

"I just said not here, let's go hiking and find a nice place to relax."

"Ok, fine." I say trying to sound rejected.

After we each got a shower and dried off I went into the kitchen to start packing things for lunch wearing nothing but my towel while he went into the bedroom and started getting ready. A few minutes later he come around the corner with his backpack on his shoulder and mine empty in his hands. Wearing a simple pair of cargo shorts, and a black tank top he can pretty well make anything look good. Still just wearing my towel around my waist getting things ready to go he comes into the kitchen and places my backpack on the counter.

"Go get ready, I'll finish here." He says pushing my towel to the floor and grabbing my ass.

I pick up my towel and go get ready, dressing similarly to him. Walking back into the kitchen I see he did indeed get everything finished up. Heading out to the truck we head off towards a state park that has a nice set of trails. The ride out there was fairly uneventful.

Once we got there and parked, we both got out of the truck. I walked around to his side of the truck and was staring down the barrel of a paintball gun pointed straight between my eyes.

"I'll give you a 15min head start." He says while smiling at the other end of the gun.

Knowing full well that he doesn't intend to actually hurt me and that there's no way for me to really come out on top of this little game of his I decide I better make him work for it. All I do is smile and take off. Since we've been here before I know of a perfect spot to set up a little trap of my own, that is if I can beat him to it.

I take off down the trail as fast as I can, listening to his laughter die out as I get farther away. Once I make it past the first bend in the trail and pretty sure that he can't hear or see me I head off the trail and start making my way towards the trap. Seeing as I have all of the food stuffs in my bag along with the place settings for the picnic I make my way towards an out of the way hilltop that we've had lunch on before. It's well off the beaten path and completely void of trees on the top. In the few times we've been there we've never seen anyone else up there. It should be perfect.

Trying to be careful not to actually touch anything to increase my scent I try to make it hard for him but not impossible to track me. Crossing the trail a few times and making my way up a stream I figure that it's a good time to go set the trap. I make my way to the hill top but don't go directly up towards the summit just yet. I circle the hilltop to make it look like I'm not up there, going around the back side from where he would be coming from I make my way towards the top. Just off the summit I start setting up for the picnic. After getting everything set up I strip down to my boxers and creep up towards the hill. The plan is once I see him around the edge of the clearing I'll strip the rest of the way and present myself to him as he comes up the hill.

Here he comes, I see his cargo shorts coming up to the clearing but he doesn't enter it. I see him sniffing at the air then he catches my sent off to his right and he starts making his way around the hilltop. I take my boxers off and go lay down on my stomach and raise my ass slightly. With my ass pointed towards the spot where I left the woods I lay there waiting, trying to mentally prepare myself for what might happen.

Swish. I hear a paintball fly past my head and hit the dirt. 'What the hell?' I think to myself as I hear another one coming over the hill.

Swish, splat. Shit that hurt, I reach back and feel my ass where he shot me. I pull my hand away and feel the slipperiness of the liquid on my fingers. That asshole figured out a way to get lube in the paintballs.

Swish, splat. Ouch, that one hit the top of my ass crack. I decide I've had enough; it's time to spring my trap. I reach back running my fingers through the last paint ball residue and slip my finger into my hole. I hear him howl a blood churning howl like I haven't heard out of him ever before. I raise my ass up a little bit further and look between my legs. What I see startles me as I see him running up the hill full throttle fully naked with the tip of his cock protruding out of his sheath. Not sure what I'm in for I brace myself as best I can before he gets to me.

Swoosh. He's on me in a flash and growling and panting as he wraps his paw like hands around my chest and starts humping away at my ass like there's no tomorrow. The first few times he tries to enter me he misses, only causing me pain from the pointed end of his stabbing cock. Then he finds his mark and slams home. The pain is excruciating, he's never been this rough with me. I'm not sure what's going on, not even sure this is the same guy I've been dating and sleeping with the past few months. Pounding harder and harder I clench my teeth and try not to cry out. As his knot starts to force its way inside me I can't hold it any longer and I scream out that it hurts. He doesn't hear me; he's lost in his own instinctual animal mating routine. Tears streaming down my face in pain as he slams himself home one last time. He collapses on top of me panting, his knot firmly buried in my ass. After a second he becomes acutely aware of my sobs and tears.

"Oh my god, I hurt you didn't I?" he says in an extremely worried voice.

Unable to answer with words I just shake my head yes.

"I'm so sorry, I never meant to hurt you, and I hope you know that. I'm sorry" he says whimpering.

After a few more minutes of him apologizing and me resting with him still firmly lodged inside me I'm finally able to speak.

"it's ok, I know you didn't mean to. I think you scared me more than you actually hurt me."

He starts to shift his weight, not trying to pull out of me but trying to get into a position where he can roll us over on top of him. I let him pull me around with him and try to sit up a little bit. I slide myself around where I'm facing him. His knot brushes up against my prostate and I feel my cock harden back up. I've since stopped crying but he still looks at me like he's worried.

Reaching down I grab his hand and guide it to my now dripping cock. He doesn't need any more encouragement as he begins to stroke my cock. Feeling his knot inside me I grind my hips against his crotch feeling his cock slide around inside me. I'm getting close, he can tell as he starts to quicken the pace of his hand on my cock.

"I'm cumming!" I exclaim as I feel my balls tighten up and my orgasm hits with a full flood of electrifying energy. Several ropes of hot man juice stream out of my cock and onto my lovers chest. After the last little bit dribbles off of my cock he pulls his hand from my cock and licks my juices off of his hand. Coming down from my orgasm I lay down on my lovers chest, now feeling the softness and gentleness of his arms and hands that I fell in love with as he wraps them around me.

After a few minutes I feel his cock slip out of me with a plop. He rolls us over onto our sides and asks me to lay down on my stomach so he can examine me for any actual damage.

"There's not any bleeding but it looks like you might have a bruise or two. I'm so so sorry." He says as begins to cry in earnest. I gingerly turn over and sit up, taking him into my arms and kissing him on the lips.

"Don't worry about it, but next time you get these urges let me know so I'm more prepared for it."

I kiss him again and he slowly stops crying.

"I don't know what came over me; I just had to have you. I promise I will never let that happen again. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you, or do anything to make you leave me."

"I said don't worry about it. Let's eat lunch and then make our way back to the truck."

"Ok"

After lunch we pack up and I put my clothes back on, with a little help from Drake. You can tell he's still deeply sorry and depressed about what happened and now he's trying to make up for it by being overly helpful. We find his clothes over by the edge of the clearing the shirt ripped in two but the shorts still intact. He puts those on and starts helping me back towards the trail and the truck.

When we get back to the truck he helps me into the driver's seat and then goes to get into the bed like you would a run of the mill dog.

"What the fuck are you doing babe?" leaning out of the truck.

"Getting in the back, I didn't think you'd want me to ride up front with you now."

"Where the fuck did that idea come from. You said you were sorry. I believe you. Now get that hot ass of yours in this truck so we can go home."

He gets out of the bed of the truck and climbs into the passenger's seat. As we pull out of the parking lot he leans over and lays his head in my lap. Slowly stroking his head as we head home he falls asleep in my lap.