A Dream Come True Part 1
#2 of A Dream Come True
A Dream Come True
The story of a husky pup and how he, with the help of his master, found a way to fulfill all of his desires.
WARNING!!! This story contains graphic descriptions of sex acts between two males of intense nature. If this is undesirable to you, or you are not of age to read this, please close the document and go on to better things.
Ye have been warned.
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The setting is a late afternoon in a contemporary suburban neighborhood. It was a partially cloudy day. The temperature is about eighty degrees. In one particular back yard, there is an exceptionally high privacy fence surrounding it. The house is one story, but exceptionally large. Sitting on the back porch is a raccoon. He seems to be enjoying the day, just sitting in a chair and drinking what looks like a glass of lemonade. Sitting in a chair on the other side of the table is a purple husky. He's looking around the yard lazily.
Part 1
"So, my pet, what do you want to do today?" The raccoon asked as he set his glass down.
"I'm not sure master," They husky said as his ears perked.
The raccoon smiled and reached into one of the pickets in his shorts. He pulled out a brand new tennis ball. The husky's eyes widened and his tail began to wag. Cymaenie, the raccoon, threw the ball across the yard. Tundra let out a playful bark and darted across the lawn. The tabs on his collar jingled as the pup bounded through the grass. He tackled the ball, clamped his jaws around it, and then rolled a few more feet forward. Tundra got up on his hind paws and walked back to the table. He dropped the ball in his master's lap and barked. Cymaenie chuckled and tossed the ball again. They played for about an hour and then made their way inside.
From the looks of it, it seemed as if though Cymaenie made a significant amount of money, but it was actually Tundra who had the best job between the two of them. They settled in the kitchen, where Cymaenie began cooking dinner. Tundra set the table and then helped with the food the best he could. The two lovers enjoyed a delicious meal and then cleaned up together.
Now, it was at this point that they would both just relax and settle down for work, but tonight was different. It was very rare for both of them to have two days off together, so they savored it when they did.
After putting away the dishes, Cymaenie attached a blue leash to Tundra's collar and led him to the bedroom. Earlier, when Tundra was playing in the yard by himself, the raccoon prepared the bedroom for the evening's festivities. Lying on the bed was Tundra's slave suit. It was a solid black rubber suit. The arms and legs ended in paws that were designed to perfectly fit the pup. There was a penis sheath and a hole in the ass. It was even made so that Tundra's tail would be in its own rubber tail. Just above the neck of the suit was his mask. It was all rubber and looked exactly like his head. Also lying on the bed were several bondage straps and Tundra's harness.
"Ok my pet, get yourself ready for your master," Cymaenie said as he released the leash and then walked out of the room, closing the door.
Tundra did as commanded and took off his clothes. He stood there completely naked and then grabbed the catsuit. The purple husky slowly pushed his right leg into the suit. He murred gently; as he felt the rubber press against his fur. After putting the first leg in, he quickly got the other leg in and turned towards the mirror. He looked like a hybrid rubber husky. He rubbed his paws over his smooth legs and smiled.
"Gawd, I wish I could permanently be rubber."
He then pulled up the suit until it was necessary for him to put his paws in the arms. First was his left. He had to use a little effort to get his arm in, but the effort was always worth it. He wriggled his fingers a little in the shiny material. Then he rubbed it over his partially rubber chest and gave out a small murr. The pup put his other paw in the suit and then reached behind himself to pull up the zipper. This was always a slightly difficult task. After getting himself zipped up, he looked at the mirror again, adjusting his sheath in the suit so it lined up with the rubber sheath. He looked himself over again, front and back. Tundra then went over to the bed and picked up the rubber hood. There was always something special about this hood. Whenever he put it on, he could feel his mindset change. He unzipped the back and then slid it over himself. It was a perfect anatomical recreation of the husky's face. Once on, he zipped it closed and then snapped in some buttons that attached it to the suit. He turned towards the mirror again and smiled. The rubber pup smiled back at him. His sheath was already starting to swell from excitement.
"You ready slut?"
Tundra turned towards the bathroom door and saw his master in a similar outfit but without the hood. Tundra smiled at him.
"Yes I am master."
The raccoon smiled and slapped a spiked collar around Tundra's neck. The husky's rubber tail wagged, and then he leaned forward and licked the raccoon's nose. Cy looked into Tundra's eyes and smiled. Even though he was covered in rubber, the coon couldn't help but fill up with emotion as he saw the happiness of his lover. The raccoon knew that the pup loved being covered in rubber, and did it as often as possible with him.
"Alright slut, it's time to serve your master." The raccoon put a little bit of space between himself and the husky. He reached down to his own crotch and unzipped a zipper that was between his legs. The black coon cock fell out and was fully erect. Tundra's tail wagged and he immediately got on his knees. The rubber pup opened his rubber-clad muzzle and took the cock in. Cy laid his rubber paws on top of his lover and moaned gently as the husky pleased his master.
The dog's muzzle moved back and forth on the raccoon's shaft. He used his tongue to help enhance the pleasure. The husky's lips coaxing the meat as they felt every vein and ridge on the cock. Tundra learned early on how to orally please the raccoon and Cy loved it. It didn't take long for him to get throbbing hard and leaking pre into the rubber muzzle. Cy grabbed the back of the pup's head and pulled him off. He picked the pup up and held him close. The feeling of rubber on rubber was enough to also make the pup hard, but to help him along, Cy took two of his rubber coated fingers and pressed them up against Tundra's hole. The pup let out a loud ghasp as the dry fingers began to penetrate the husky. It was both a feeling of pleasure and pain. Cy held this for a moment and then pulled his fingers back and looked in Tundra's eyes. They were alive with lust and Cy smiled.
"So, is my slut ready to be taken by his master?"
"Yes Master," the husky said as he moved down onto his paws and knees.
Cy grinned and then got on his knees behind the pup. He grabbed a bottle of lube and slicked up his cock. Then he took a little and spread it on his mate's hole. The husky shivered as he felt the cold substance. Cy tossed the bottle aside and then grabbed his mate's rubber hips.
"You ready pup?"
"Yes Master"
With a loud grunting, moan Cy pushed into the husky. He was always sure to be slow and gentle because for some reason Tundra could never handle a fast initial thrusting. But Cy loved this because that just meant that his husky was always tight. He slowly pushed further in. Tundra panted heavily as he felt the coon cock penetrate him. He relaxed as he felt the whole shaft in his body. Cy paused for a moment to savor the feeling of being in his mate, then he began to pull back. Tundra gasped as the cock brushed past his prostate. Within a few thrusts, Cy was at full speed, pounding the dog and moaning loudly. Tundra's rubber paws were grasping at the carpet floor as his body was pleased with the large coon cock that was moving in and out of him.
As he felt Cy start to shake a little, Tundra tightened his hole and moaned his loudest. Cy then pounded deep into the husky and groaned loudly. His rubber paws squeezed hard on the husky's hips, and he released his seed into Tundra. He humped a few times to make sure that every bit came out, and then he collapsed onto Tundra's back. Tundra panted as he felt the cum inside him, and he loved it....
That night, Cy let Tundra sleep in his slave suit. As they were snuggling in bed, he whispered in Cy's ear, "Hun, I wish I could wear this forever."
Cy smiled and kissed his rubber nose, "Me too. I think it makes you a better fuck."