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Firehouse Dog

Constant sirens, loud vehicles, yelling and sweating were all pretty common at station 47. The three garage fire house sat on the edge of a forest town but responded to more calls about elderly people falling than anything else. Fires weren't too common and the majority of the time things were pretty lax. Some of the firefighters were volunteers but there were about 20 employed full time that rotated working 72 hour shifts.

The firefighters themselves... well they were hunks of course, they had to be. You can't knock down a door, lift a flipped vehicle, or rescue kittens from a tree without being in great shape. That's why Sean first started working there, he was the assistant, the janitor, the cook and everything in-between. The firefighters never knew when a call was going to come in but they always knew there would be a warm meal and clean linens back at the station.

A dalmatian makes for an excellent mascot too, Sean was pretty sure his white fur and black spots helped get him the job but he wasn't complaining. He had worked here for a few years now and adopted a bit of a cheerleader role as well. Sean took pride in his work and his firefighting family, he supported them as much as he could. He even took to performing some tasks which weren't in his job description...

After a while the blaring noise becomes routine, the only thing unusual today was how hot it was. The garage had enough space for two fully loaded rigs and a support vehicle which was currently in need of repairs. The Sirens rang and crews rushed to the two firefighting rigs, gathering equipment and tools while Sean tossed cold bottles of water into the cabs of the trucks. The noise and flashing lights dulled out as the doors opened and the large diesel engines roared to life. The two trucks pulled out one after the other in response to the first fire of the summer season. Sean waved as they left and hurried to close the bay doors, not wanting the air conditioners work to go to waste.

"Boy that sure is a racket." a voice said behind the feminine dalmation. Sean turned to see Bobby, a border collie and the newest member of their firefighting family, walking over with a few tools under his arm.

"It's not so bad, how come you're not heading out?"

"Chief wants me to get this thing going." the collie shrugged as he set the tools down.

"Did you figure out what was wrong with it?"

"I hope so, I've replaced damn near everything but the engine. Who drove this last by the way?" Sean took a moment to think and rubbed his paw against his chin.

"It was probably Chase."

"Chase... he's the white wolf right? The big one?"

"Yup, good ol' snowtop."

"Snowtop?" Bobby asked as he opened the hood of the vehicle and propped it up.

"He's as tall as a mountain and he's white as snow haha, he hates it." Sean walked over on the opposite side of the open hood to peer inside. It was all foreign to him, just a maze of metal, tubes and cables.

"You ought to tell him to go easy on the gas, the throttle linkage was disconnected." Bobby said as he fiddled with something out of view.

"I don't even know what that means." Sean said with a goofy smile.

"Eh don't worry about it I'll talk to him." the collie's voice had a clearly nervous hint to it.

"Do you want me to tell him? He doesn't take criticism very well." Bobby sighed and wiped his forehead.

"Please, the last time I even approached him he wouldn't even look at me."

"He does that, don't worry it's just because you're new. All these guys go out and work hard but sometimes they bring the adrenaline back with them."

"I've been here for a few months, how long does it take you think?" Bobby finished worked and they both stepped back as he dropped the hood.

"Once he knows you're not going to challenge him or whatever, you know how these alpha types are."

"What you're not like that?" Sean shrugged, and he walked around the vehicle to stand next to the driver's side as bobby got in and tried to crank the engine. It started up after a bit of chugging and kept going.

"Wow, it has usually died by now. Nice work." Sean said and the collie looked over with a cute, accomplished smile.

"Hopefully it stays working, I might still have to tweak a few things."

"Okay well I'm going to head into the kitchen and prep some stuff, I'll be listening to the fire channel on the receiver if you want any updates." Sean waved at the collie and headed into the living quarters attached to the vehicle bay. He had settled on a light pasta dish to make. Once it was done it could be saved until everyone got back. He hummed to himself as he did more waiting than cooking, there wasn't much effort required aside from cooking the pasta and adding the sauce. Bobby eventually joined him in the room and began washing his paws in the sink.

"So how long have you been here?"

"Oh... a few years." Sean said as he stirred some sauce into the big pot of pasta.

"Do you like it?" Bobby finished washing his paws and started drying them on a rag.

"Yeah it's a pretty good gig, the hours are long sometimes but it's nothing compared to what these guys do." Sean was stirring the pasta still as he looked up sneakily, eyeing the collie as he walked around the room and eventually ended up standing next to him.

"Do you need help with anything?" he asked, his paws resting on the counter next to the stove. Sean was a little curious where this was coming from, Bobby hadn't really talked with him this much before. It must not have been shyness because the collie wasn't showing any of that now.

"Why? Are you after an extra serving?" Sean chuckled and he turned off the heat.

"No, I just wanted to help is all."

"If you don't mind me asking why are you so talkative all of a sudden? You usually avoid me." Sean put down a spatula and placed his paw on his hip as he waited for his answer.

"I uhhh..." Bobby blushed and rubbed the back of his head with his right paw. "I just heard a rumor is all."

"What kind of rumor? Is Jordan talking about me behind my back again?"

"No it's nothing like that, I just heard that you take care of the guys is all."

"Well sure I do what I can..."

"Take care of them... like... you know..."

"Who told you that?" Sean stepped closer to Bobby who was slightly taller, his white muzzle fur still a little red from blushing.

"It's just a rumor, I heard it around is all."

"Mhmm." Sean kept a serious expression, causing Bobby to grow increasingly nervous. They were close together and the collie could feel the spotted dog's breath on his neck, his intense confrontational posture was making him almost sweat.

A smile creeped across Sean's muzzle and he started laughing, Bobby awkwardly joined in just as the dalmation stopped.

"You should have seen your face, you looked so awkward." he laughed a little more. Bobby sighed and folded his arms across his chest as he turned and leaned on the counter.

"Why? Jesus I thought you were going to report me or something."

"Report you? For what trying to get me jerk you off?" Sean winked and started packing up the meals he had made for the others to eat later. Bobby stood there awkwardly, not sure how to respond; his only hint that things weren't going that bad was the dalmation's cute thin tail wagging like it was Christmas morning.

"I wasn't-"

"A blowjob then? Or were you after my tail so soon?" Sean was casually talking about all this, it was a little shocking to Bobby. On the job and at work no less, maybe the rumors were true after all.

"No, none of that I was just curious I swear." Sean finished packing everything up and put it all in the fridge. Bobby watched as the dalmation moved around the room, was he shaking his hips more? The collie couldn't tell if Sean had always walked in a seductive way or if it was just his imagination. Sean eventually walked up to the collie who was still leaning against the counter and placed a paw on his crotch.

"Well if you want any help just let me know, and you might want to decide before the guys get back, Chase likes to have me to himself after calls." Sean whispered before turning to walk away. Bobby followed him out of the room, having made up his mind almost instantly. He grabbed Sean's arm and the dalmation turned with a sly grin across his lips.

"Well that didn't take long." Bobby didn't say anything, he hesitated for a moment, unsure if this was actually about to happen. The collie's paws fumbled with his belt and jeans, opening them and letting them fall easily down his legs. His paw fished out his swelling sheath and he looked at the dalmation with a shy smile. Sean effortlessly went to his knees using a mix of a squat and then leaning forward.

"You know all this time you just had to ask, it's in my job description after all." Sean brought his muzzle up and his wet lips slipped over the red tip protruding from Bobby's sheath. Sean could see the dog tense up a little as he coaxed more of his length free. For a while Bobby wasn't sure what to do with his paws until he placed them on Sean's head to encourage him. The collie's lack of experience was pretty cute, and it didn't take long for Sean to have his length fully hard. He kept a slow bob until it was full and veiny, his sheath pulled back behind his small knot.

Sean picked up pace slowly, testing the collie's nerves and patience, most of the others would have forced their way down his throat by now. Bobby was new though so the dalmation would have an easy time he figured, he could easily fit the whole length in his muzzle and kept a slow bob and twist going until he heard a delightful little moan. His eyes looked up to see the collie's eyes were closed, both his paws were on Sean's head as he struggled to balance. It was coming faster than expected, the collie was inexperienced and he could barely last a minute between the dalmations expert lips.

"Ahh... I'm-" it was too late, Sean could already tell what was happening from the rapidly pulsing length which was just barely long enough to touch the back of his throat. The thick cum splattered against the back of Sean's throat as he held his muzzle still, only now did Bobby find the confidence to thrust his hips forward. By the time he was done his legs were shaking and he had to bend and straighten them to get them back in line. Sean let the spent member fall from his lips and it hung down in front of him.

"Thanks for the warning." he joked as he stood, wiping a bit of cum from his cheek.

"Sorry, I haven't gotten head in a while." the collie said sheepishly.

"Well if you don't mind I'm going to lay down until the others get back, probably nap a little."

"Okay, should I do anything?"

"Listen to the scanner, wake me up if anything happens, you know typical stuff." Sean casually wandered off to the sleeping area, leaving Bobby with his clothes around his ankles as he stuffed himself back in his boxers and pulled up his jeans. The collie hung around the kitchen for the rest of the day and into the night as Sean slept, his chores all finished. He didn't wake until a familiar siren wail in the distance caused his ears to perk up. Sean passed Bobby on his way to the garage and the collie informed him that the teams had stopped a few grass fires.

"Woooooo!" Sean cheered as he walked between the parked trucks outside, his arms above his head and his paws clapping together. Some ignored him as they dismounted but the rest enjoyed it and Sean got some high-fives and some butt slaps. A few immediately went inside for dinner and some went straight for the sleeping area. Everyone had their vice after a hard day's work, especially Chase. Sean kept walking past the trucks towards and old equipment shed he knew all too well. He rounded the corner with his thin tail wagging eagerly behind his back, standing in front of him was the huge white wolf.

"Hey Snowtop, miss me?" the big wolf just grinned, he licked his digits and promptly put out the cigar he had been smoking.

"You know I hate those things." Sean said as he approached the wolf who was still wearing his big yellow jacket. The front was open and his thin undershirt didn't do anything but outline his muscular torso.

"It's a good thing I don't kiss you then isn't it?" the cocky wolf rolled his shoulders as he set down the cigar on an old barrel and began undoing his yellow pants. Sean turned around and put both of his paws on the shed, his rear end sticking out after undoing his belt and jeans. He shook his hips slowly until they slid down, revealing that he wasn't wearing any underwear.

"Someone planned ahead." Chase huffed as he pulled his already semi hard length from its yellow confines.

"Better that then have you rip through them again." the dalmation's words were met with a chuckle, Chase lined himself up behind the small dog and held his thin tail still to keep it from hitting him. The large wolf had to bend his knees slightly to align his hips with Sean's.

"What no lube?" the dalmation whimpered, he could feel a trail of pre on his rump from wherever the wolf's cock touched but didn't know if it was enough. Chase spit loudly behind him and shoved a digit up his hole, answering his question. Even just one digit was enough to make the dog whimper from what was to come, his backside tensing from the sensation. Chase was rough when it came to relieving himself, it didn't help that the massive wolf had a cock to match, its thick black length would have made any stallion jealous. The knot was the worst, when he decided Sean was going to take it the dalmation couldn't walk for a day or two.

A sharp pain caused Sean to stop picturing the wolf's cock in his head, Chase had driven himself in, using only his own copious amounts of pre-cum and spit. As Chase pushed forward his large body pushed against Sean's. The smaller dog had to brace himself against the shed and he ended up on his tip toes as the huge length inside him forced him forwards and up. A feral growling consumed the wolf behind him as the steady pressure became a powerful and quick rutting. Chase definitely used Sean more than the others did and the dalmation was pretty sure the wolf wouldn't share him if he didn't have to. It was almost attractive actually, the way Chase would run off the others who tried to fuck him. He was never sure if the big wolf cared about him though because he wasn't much for talking.

Sean looked back as he thought about the big beast that was fucking him. The white wolf's gaze and mind was focused on one thing, the tight ass in front of him. The wolf was fucking him for one purpose, just to breed him and be done; to empty his load in something and move on. But Chase never bred any of the others, he probably could have turned one of the other guys into his bitch but he always came back to Sean. A forceful push brought him back again, he had been biting his lip harshly in his thoughts and his cock was leaking pre-cum onto the side of the metal shed. He let out a slutty moan which he knew would only encourage the wolf to thrust harder. His prostate was getting an overdose of attention from the thick rod inside him and he wanted more, he didn't need to walk tomorrow anyway.

"Tie me Chase..." he moaned to the wolf's surprise, his yellow jacket rocked on his shoulders as his hips shook them both. The dalmation never asked to be tied, Chase knew it hurt him so he didn't do it often. Sean wasn't pleased with how long it was taking and he pressed his hips as hard as he could back into the wolf.

"I said tie me you fucking animal!" he cursed out between heavy panting. Chase couldn't refuse, his strong arm wrapped around the dalmation's stomach and held him closely as he bent over his body. With one strong motion he forced his baseball sized knot into the smaller dog and bit down on the scruff of his neck, knowing it would calm him. Sean's body shook from the intense pain and pleasure, his body barely able to hold itself up. Chase held him up though, making sure he didn't collapse as the tightness around his knot consumed him and he let go of his grip on Sean's neck. He howled into the side of the shed as his hips kept rocking into his fucktoy. Sean could feel the pressure inside him growing, the wolf's engorged cock flared up and he squeezed around it as best he could. Hot cum surged into him like a busted water line, with each buck Chase tried to shoot his cum deeper into the dog, sending his seed in search of the womb which wasn't there. The mindless rutting lasted for at least a minute as both canines had their senses assaulted by primal pleasures.

As his orgasm subsided Chase began licking at the tender area he had bitten on Sean's neck. He was only breathing heavily for a short time because he was in such good shape but it took Sean longer to recover. The soreness began to set in as each small movement between them drew pitiful whines from the dalmation. They didn't share any words as they waited for the big knot to shrink, Chase even reached over and picked up his cigar to re-light it. He drew slowly from it and let out long controlled streams of light smoke. Sean grumbled something as he got a whiff of the smell but Chase wasn't too concerned. When his knot was small enough he carefully pulled himself free, causing his cum to spill out Sean's backside and down his legs.

"Looks like you need to shower." Chase said cockily. Sean bent over to awkwardly pull up his pants to hide the mess, he walked awkwardly to the side of the shed and sighed as he peeked around, remembering how far he had to walk as he leaned against the cold metal.

"Every time. I'm just going to bring some wipes and a change of clothes with me next time."

"Whatever works pup, you want a lift?" Sean nodded sheepily and the big wolf picked him up and slung him over his shoulder. He awkwardly smiled at Bobby and the others, waving to them as he was carried to the bathroom. Chase closed the door and sat down Sean.

"You know I think the others might get jealous that you keep me all to yourself." Sean said as he got naked and hobbled to the showers a little funny.

"I'll just have to break in that new guy for em then, he can take your place." Sean was a little saddened hearing that as he began washing himself off.

"But that's my job, I'm the firehouse's dog." Chase shook his head and started getting undressed to join Sean under the water stream.

"No, you're my dog." he said as he patted Sean's head gently and kissed one of his ears.