A Dog Named Toby. Chapter Ten.
A dog named Toby Chapter 10 By Roofles
It all began with a text.
The beagle was already in his lap licking and nipping at the bernese mountain dogs neck even before either of the two were undressed. Toby's suit was open and his button shirt was undone around his neck and chest showing off his black fur within. He rubbed, patted the beagles bare back, whom of which had stripped his shirt off even before coming inside.
"Yeah Toby, oh Toby, you like that don't you Toby." Charlie panted kissing and licking and biting at his neck. Toby flinched at a rather painful nip, folding his ears back as he just kept an arm wrapped around the other dog who had crawled into his lap without even being asked.
"Yeah. Like that. Woohoo. Great." Toby's voice was bland and empty and the roll of his eyes was more of a reflex than not. "Your the best at this." A flat, droll tone that he reserved only for his bosses. Kissing their ass to get what he wanted or needed. The bernese mountain dog rested back on the couch feeling the aching need between his legs, and the hot warm willing body on him was at least some relief for that building pressure.
The beagle was already straddling his thighs undoing his shirt. Rubbing his fingers up it greedily, panting hotly against his chest now as Charlie just stared at the shirtless dogs chest. Eating him in with his eyes and sculpting his out with his stubby fingers that continued to trace his sides and muscular curves on his, over his belly and down to his belt.
"I just don't know what his problem is." Toby began suddenly with a frown on his face, looking up at the ceiling. "I offer him a bone and he doesn't even take the bowl."
"Yeah. It's a bitch." Charlie muttered back drooling onto the other dog as he fussed with his belt. "It happens. Whatever."
"This damn project... Is it really that stressful? Unable to even give a dog a handy?"
"I'll give you a handy." Charlie offered, tail wagging and raising his droopy ears up.
Toby groaned, and not in pleasure as he tossed his head back over the couch looking at his kitchen upside down. "I guess a flame that burns twice as bright, burns half as long." He mused remembering something Cody had said about one of his favorite TV shows.
Toby couldn't believe they actually canceled that show. It was so popular and forums, websites and a fandom was created around it! And not even half way through the first season they cancel it. Why would they do something like that? Damn corporate heads always ruining the best things.
The dog's ear twitched as he felt his pants open up and looked down at the beagle still working on the task. He wasn't about to help him at the matter rather just wanting to laze back and enjoy it. Kind of one of those unsaid things again. The submissive dog does all the work, needing and begging for it as the other just lets him do what he wants. Not returning the affection or neediness or anything but the carnal act.
"You dated guys before right?" Toby asked now looking down at the beagle, his maw already open to take his first lick at the bulge in his bag. Charlie stopped and looked up at him at that.
"Well...no." The beagle asked looking a bit startled by the question in mid-bj position.
"I mean what's the deal with them? Do they not understand? I mean I was reeking of it. The smell alone should've told him how things were." Toby just grumbled bitching now about it.
"Yeah, you smell so strong." Charlie's tail wagged looking back down about to continue.
"I did everything a dog suppose to do!" Toby said loudly now crossing his leg to get more comfortable and in turn denying the other dog who had to duck under it. "I did the touching."
"I figured." Charlie grumbled getting up to take a seat next to him figuring once this was over they could at least continue.
"The begging, the licking, kissing, nosing! I nosed his armpit! What's more humiliating than that?"
"Having him step on your face?" Charlie grumbled looking off to the side and resting his head on his elbow on the couch rest.
"We did! We did all that. He was top dog and I was his bitch and we were suppose to be happy!" Toby just pouted. Taking several moments before pouting some more. He got up not even buttoning his pants. "This is just...just...cat shit! Cat. Shit. This is stupid."
"Sure is." Charlie muttered.
"This is what happens when you date outside the species." Toby just threw his hands up in the air scoffing about this whole charade, this whole affair.
"At least you got to bang him." Charlie said looking over at the dog, his ears lifted and the end of his white tail wagged at the hope of this conversation ending and the real good stuff beginning.
Silence fell slowly over them as the calm before the storm hit and the beagle wasn't even aware. The smaller dog got up only to scoot down to get on his knees once more and rub at the larger males thigh. Sliding his fingers between those strong, warm thighs and rub up his inner thigh and back down.
"I would've paid for everything!" Toby barked kicking his leg out and throwing the beagle to the side more comically than painful. "I have a great, if sleazy, job that makes me oodles of money. OODLES!" Toby practically shouted as he turned towards his friend only now seeming to notice him on the floor. "Why are you on the floor?" He asked raising a brown fur eyebrow, before shaking his head and with it the thought away.
"That's what a dog is suppose to do." Charlie whined a bit rubbing the end of his snout.
"Exactly!" Toby sat up slamming a closed fist into his other hand. "No cat would ever do that," he sneered in good jest. A comment that would seem far meaning, even racial in nature if it weren't between the two dogs. Actions always spoke louder than words. One could say anything but its when they do that it actually has merit or that's how it worked for the two canines.
"I bust my ass off," Toby said lying a bit at the fact he was able to get away with a far more lax scheduled than most. "Providing." He made sure to note. "So that Cod...Cod..." Toby whimpered even saying the name, growling shortly afterwards. "That he would do that! This." He said bringing the open hands he had tossed up into the air and laying it down before him as if he had been holding the matter up in the air. And now it was down. "A good dog pays for everything," Toby said rather factually summing up his fathers own words to him. Before leaving that is. "You get a good job. You find a mate. You settle down. Have kids. And provide," he said the last word make sure it rung far louder than any of the other words. Seeing as how he loved to be spoiled, had been with his fair throng of men and had no intention of settle down. Yet. Maybe.
This only made him think of other things and made him whine once more resting back on the couch.
"Dude!" Toby said looking over at the beagle that had gotten up a bit. "You going to fuckin' blow me or not?"
Charlie's jaw nearly dropped but he swallowed any shred of pride he had left and crawled over, trying to be seductive. Sexy. Enthralling like a temptress seeking to devour the very soul of the dog. However he came off needy, horny and lustful as he began taking the dog's shoes off, pulling at his pants and trying to undress the dog. Who had begun again.
"We never talk this much!" Toby just said with a growl. "We," he motioned between the two of them. Charlie just frowned soon discovering that the bernese mountain dog had no intention of getting up for him to undress his lower quarters. "Never talk this much! We don't need to." Charlie would beg to differ at this point. "We just communicate through...everything else! Words, text? Stupid. Stupid, stupid, cat shit stupid." Toby just growled though it sounded more like a whine.
His ears drooped, falling from their standing position to fall across his face like a bad emo cut. His whiskers lost their wiry strength and seemed to fall with those ears. His whole facial structure fell into a look of despair and self loathing as he began idly rubbing his hind paw on the beagles face.
Charlie submitted, not seeming to mind at all. But he wasn't Toby's bitch, well he was. But not the bitch he wanted.
"We never...actually...banged." The dog said crestfallen.
"Your kidding me." Charlie said around a face full of paw.
"Well he banged me. Several times." Toby said feeling that giddy fluttering feeling inside at the thought. The last one to top him was this big, beefy meathead of a doberman that could easily bench press him with his cock. An impressive specimen indeed, Toby thought his mind drifting around in the whirling torrent in his mind.
"Whoa wait," Charlie moved the paw out of his face before laughing. A very bark like sound followed by several giggils that would've put the dog from duck hunt to shame. "The human banged you? You?" The beagle just continued to giggle.
"Yes, what? What!" Toby folded his ears a face of sorrow quickly in a flash turned to one of embarrassment. His brownie brown eyes grew large, ears folding back on his head and tail trying to tuck between his legs desperately.
"You are so into this guy!" Charlie said resting against the bottom of the couch now giving up on the endeavors. "You let him top you?" Now it was the beagles turn to have that quizzical expression on his face. "Him?" Crestfallen the beagle just pouted now as the two adults whined like teenage girls finding out their crushes weren't interested in them.
Toby adjusted himself still feeling the ache of his blue balls and looked over at the beagle who was just staring down between his legs at his own tucked tail.
"We shouldn't do this then." Charlie said catching both of them off guard. "You obviously have a huge thing for this guy. And I..." The dog trailed off just like Toby not one to talk this stuff over with, let alone with the very guy he coveted. A cardinal need indeed that he wanted more, a one sided feeling however Charlie could at least secretly sympathize with the bernese mountain dog. And now they were together. And he? He was still alone trying to suck his best friend off.
"I thought you wanted..." Toby swallowed loudly sitting up a bit and looking at his friend. Yet he wasn't about to push the issue let alone beg, there was only one person he wanted to beg from these days. Now it felt he had bitten the very hand that fed him though.
"I did." Charlie held his tongue though not about to say anything more on the subject, like wanting to have his puppies. Or be the stay at home mum Toby had wanted Cody to be, in a way. "But I just wanted to hang out again. Like we used to."
Toby folded his ears, crossing his arms at that and hunched over a bit thinking that over. It's true he had been neglecting his friend, ignoring him at work and his text. Just because he found another way, a better way to get off in the day to day humdrum that was his life.
"And well. You wouldn't want to talk to a guy like me...if I wasn't about to...you know." The beagle waved his paw in his general direction before just frowning and giving up on the matter. "Dude, if you don't want to hang with me just have the balls to say it. Stop jerking me around by the tail." And both of them knew he wasn't talking about the appendage jutting from his rear end.
Toby bit his lip knowing he had been doing just that. Reserving him a fuck buddy in case things really didn't go anywhere with the man he was barking at his doorstep at. Stringing around his other, semi, friend just cause there was always the option of the whole. Pushing that muzzle down into his sweaty, musky groin and making him lick it all up before shoving his knot all the way into his muzzle and face banging him like the little slutty bitch he was....And now Toby was preing at the thought.
"You're right...bud." Toby said smiling a bit afterwards and wagging his tail as he looked at his friend. "I've been an dick that wouldn't put out." He chuckled and Toby could already see the other dog brighten up even if he didn't say anything. "I'm sorry. I have been a real cock tease, hound dog." He said the nickname with a bit of pride however.
Scooting down, Toby dropped down next to his friend and tossed an arm around his neck licking the side of his cheek afterwards in a friendly gesture keeping a both paws firmly on the friend side of the line.
"Yeah." The beagle said with a smile, tail wagging. "So how you going to get your man to drain your hydrant."
Toby shivered at the saying. "Ew, dude gross. I'm not a golden retriever."
The two stopped before sharing that barking laugh and the beagle nuzzled against him.
"Ok, ok!" Toby laughed standing up and pushing the other dog away roughly. "Enough of the mushy stuff! Let's get a bite to eat. Somewhere. Out there." He motioned offhandedly towards the window.
Charlie rolled his eyes getting up and dusting himself off. "Dawg Bowl?" The beagle asked grinning widely and tail wagging.
"Dawg bowl!" Toby said like a frat boy, slapping the beagles hand hard and chest bumping him down to the floor before jumping over him and grabbed his coat, already heading out.
"H-hey!" Charlie said scrambling to his feet, running after him tail wagging and shutting the door. And in turn forgetting his coat resting on the counter in the warm apartment building.