Good Boy!
First story I've written in a while ^^
Jamie pedaled as fast as he could down Cedar Street, gears fixed so that each rotation of his feet rocketed him forward with exhilarating speed. The tips of his ears poked out the top of a clunky blue helmet, flapping wildly in the wind. The wind whipped his shirt like sails on a ship and he felt his shorts rippling like the sea in the summer breeze.
On his back was his one burden on an otherwise perfect and beautiful day, a backpack filled with school books and papers for studying. They were on the cusp of summer break and the last hurdle of the school year was the dreaded final exams. Jamie was on his way to see his math tutor, a lab-pit canine named Lucas, to brush up on his algebra. Aside from tutoring, Lucas was also a fairly popular babysitter and came highly recommended by mothers from neighborhoods all over town. Of course, none of them knew about his more unusual, perverse practices. His friend Asher would be there too to help him with English and Social Studies. Asher was a rat his age, more bold and assertive than he but a close friend nevertheless.
The exams and thoughts of studying were far back in his mind as he lost himself for a minute, savoring the breeze through his short fur and feeling the warm sun on his skin. Brief and fleeting moments like those were the few times that Jamie every truly felt free from everything. There was no pressure, no anxiety.
The brief moment of peace passed as he swerved to turn onto Sumac Street, almost missing the turn entirely in his distraction. The change in direction also brought his mind back to the reason he was out that Saturday morning and a little pit of anxiety dropped in his belly when he thought about Monday. There was also the incident earlier that morning at the library. Jamie felt like the day had gotten just a little bit more gloom.
When he arrived, he parked his bike around the side of the the house where Asher's already was and knocked on the side door to the kitchen. The puggle knew that he could just walk in if he wanted. And Luke told him plenty of times that he could, trusting him as he trusted all of his boys, but Jamie was still stuck believing that he had to be invited in. He needed permission, otherwise he would feel his presence would just be an inconvenience.
He knocked several more times, each time growing more and more worried. He wondered if he'd showed up too early, or if they were way upstairs where they couldn't hear him knocking. He thought about texting them to let them know he was there when a terrible thought came to mind. What if they didn't want him around anymore? What if they were looking down at him through one of the upstairs windows and laughing at him? The rational part of his mind reminded him that it was just another one of his silly paranoid thoughts and that Asher and Luke were his friends. They wouldn't betray him just like that. Or at least he felt like he knew them well enough that they wouldn't do that.
'Maybe I should just go home...I can study by myself,' Jamie thought to himself, once again finding himself siding with his anxiety. Thankfully, Luke answered the door before Jamie could talk himself into leaving.
"You're late!" Said the naked teenager who ushered him inside quickly. He could see the smile on Luke's lips and knew he was just joking. "What kept you Latey McLaterpants?" The lab-pit's smile faded quickly when he noticed the look on Jamie's face. "You okay, buddy?"
Jamie nodded quickly and looked away as he took his shoes off by the door. "Yeah, I'm sorry."
"I was just joking about the late thing," Luke replied. He reached over and rubbed the back of Jamie's head and asked, "Are you sure you're okay? You look troubled."
Jamie nodded again. "Yeah, I'm fine."
'I'm just being dumb again and my brain is dumb and my emotions are stupid.' He thought to himself. Before he could add more self-criticism he felt a pair of paws turn him around to face the teenager. They went to the sides of his head and massaged around his big floppy ears. Jamie sighed and closed his eyes, helpless to the relaxed smile forming on his muzzle.
"It's gonna be okay, pup," Luke said in a soft, soothing tone. "One day at a time."
"One day at a time..." Jamie repeated.
Luke leaned down and kissed him on the lips. "You wanna snack before we crack open the books?"
"May I have a soda, please?" Jamie asked, looking at the white fur on the teen's chest.
Luke grabbed Jamie a cold can of Sprite on the way up to his room. Asher was already studying, sprawled out on the teen's bed lewdly. It was a little odd being the only one clothed in the room but they never pressured him and his clothes came off on his own accord.
"Finally!" Asher said, rolling over on his back and looking up at Jamie upside down. "What took ya?"
"I was at the library..." Jamie replied as he set his backpack down and started pulling out his tattered school books.
Asher sat up, ready to ask Jamie how it had gone when Luke came in and clapped his paws. "Alright boys, let's hustle. If we can knock out the math in less than an hour, we can have some fun after lunch!"
They buckled down and got to work. Luke tested them with the little quizzes at the end of each chapter and gave them each a few more practice problems to work on. Asher and Jamie then quizzed each other on the three books they'd been assigned over the course of the year until they both felt comfortably caught up.
Asher slammed his book shut and exclaimed, "Finished!" before leaning forward with a conspiratorial smile on his face. "So are you gonna tell us how you did at the library, James?"
Luke's ears bounced and he got a grin on his muzzle. "That was today?"
Jamie nodded and looked back down at the book on his lap. "Yeah...I dunno if I did well though." He'd had an interview with the head of the volunteer department of the library for a position over the summer break.
Luke and Asher exchanged a look before prying for more information.
"Well...I didn't get a whole lotta sleep last night. I was super nervous about the interview."
Asher interrupted. "But you did well during the interview, right?"
Jamie sighed and shook his head lightly. "I don't think I did...I got really nervous while she was asking me questions. She said, like, they didn't normally have anyone under 15 volunteer at the library so...I dunno..." Jamie flinched as he remembered a particular blunder. "She started asking questions and I started talking like, just...rambling on and on and I think I told her one of my favorite books was Moby Dick."
Asher cocked an eyebrow and said, "So?"
Jamie groaned and pushed the palms of his paws into his face. "I've never even read that book! I dunno why I said it! I just thought it would sound good but then she started asking what my favorite part of the book was and I didn't know what to say! I'm so stupid, stupid, stupid..." He started hitting himself in the forehead with the palm pad of his fist.
Luke leapt into action, grabbing the puggle's wrists and holding them away from his head. "Hey, hey! That's enough of that!"
Jamie's eyes were clenched shut and his paws trembled. He looked on the verge of tears, though he himself didn't feel very close to crying. Once Luke had gotten him settled down, he said, "I don't think I can go back to the library anymore..."
"Jamie, it's okay. It's gonna be okay..." Luke said as he brought the puggle onto his lap and held him close. "We all mess up sometimes. You were just tired and stressed because of the interview and school. It's not going to be the end of the world, okay?"
"I really wanted it though..." Jamie said, muffled in the teen's chest. "I wanna be a librarian someday."
"And you will, pup. Work hard, stay in school, and go to college. It doesn't matter whether or not you were a volunteer." Luke lifted Jamie's head, making him meet his gaze. The teen smiled lovingly at him and caressed his cheeks. "You're going to be okay." He said in his soothing tone.
"I'm gonna be okay..." Jamie repeated.
"One day at a time."
"One day at a time..."
Luke smiled and pecked a kiss on top of Jamie's muzzle. "I think we've studied enough for today. Wanna go into pup mode?"
Jamie looked up and smiled brightly, nodding eagerly.
Luke flashed a grin and said, "That's more like it!"
Going into 'pup-mode' was among the transient moments of clarity for Jamie. Luke had helped him discover a way of coping with his stress and anxiety by pretending to be a quadrupedal canine. He could almost feel the stress coming off his shoulders when he became his pup alter ego, Rusty, even before his paws could touch the ground. Jamie, and the many stresses that came with being Jamie, were no more. It was like a transformation but only inside his mind.
Luke stroked and massaged Jamie's ears the way one would do with a feral canine. "Who's a good boy?"
"Rr-rruff..." Jamie replied, a little shakily but smiling from ear to ear. His curly tail wagged rapidly.
Luke grinned. "Clothes on or off?"
"Off!" Jamie got off the bed and stripped out of his clothes, leaving them in a pile next to Asher's on the floor. Luke got up and went to his desk, which was piled high with half-finished art projects and supplies, and dug through a drawer to find Jamie's special collar. A blue nylon collar with a tag in the shape of a bone that read "RUSTY" on the front and "If lost, please return to Master Lucas" on the back.
Jamie got down on all fours, holding his chin up for Luke to put the collar on.
"Asher, you wanna be a puppy today too?" He asked, kneeling down to snap the collar around Jamie's neck.
Asher waved a paw and said, "Naw, I just wanna chill." There was an odd little emphasis in the way he awkwardly tried to sound more American than he actually was. Most of his accent was gone but occasionally he'd stumble into his old British cadence or put too much of a Southern twang when he tried to use exclusively American terms.
"Suit yourself," Luke replied while stroking Jamie's floppy ears, making the little puggle murr with delight. Asher found pup play more of a novelty than Jamie did, often times breaking out of his role to speak with Luke or whoever they were playing with at the time. While it was fun, he wasn't as big into it as Jamie was.
Luke patted Jamie's bottom, leading him out of the room. Asher held up the caboose, appreciating the view from behind. Jamie kept up with Luke's pace, gazing up at him adoringly while panting softly like a feral. "Jamie" was tucked somewhere very far back in his mind, along with the horrible memories at the library and the impending exams on Monday. Rusty was out to play.
Luke patiently walked with Jamie down the stairs as the puggle struggled lightly with descending the steps on his paws and knees. Thankfully for them, the stairs were padded with carpet and not hardwood.
In the kitchen, Asher helped Luke make sandwiches while feeding little scraps of lunch meat to the little puggle circling their feet and begging like a feral for bits of ham and cheese. Luke poured a couple glasses of strawberry kiwi Kool-Aid and grabbed a bag of chips before heading outside onto the back patio.
Luke's backyard was fenced in and because of the trees and bushes growing alongside their fence, the neighbors living on either side of the house would not be able to see any of the activities that went on in the Paradinas' backyard.
Jamie followed Luke outdoors without any worry at all, still wagging and waiting on his own food. Asher came out moments later holding two plastic doggy bowls in one paw and a box of Golden Grahams in the other.
"You hungry, boy?" Asher asked enthusiastically, getting Jamie to bark and jump around on all fours.
The rat poured the cereal into one bowl while the puggle sat back and restrained himself the best he could. As soon as the last morsel landed in the plastic dish, Jamie was upon it and devouring the dry cereal.
Asher smiled and petted the wagging puppy, watching him munching with his stubby snout in the bowl before kneeling in front of the second bowl not more than a foot away. "Don't forget your drink, Rusty~" He held his pink flaccid cocklet between his fingers, aiming it down into the second bowl.
Jamie lifted his head in time to see a soft, light yellow stream going into his water bowl. His ears twitched at the dry rattle of piss hitting the hard red plastic. Without much thought or any complaint at all, Jamie moved over to the second bowl and began slurping up the warm, lightly bitter and salty drink. In 'pup mode', Jamie was a bit more malleable and would often perform kinkier acts that he normally would have blushed or hesitated over. His mind opened up whenever Jamie took a mental vacation and let Rusty take over.
Asher smirked and rubbed his fingers over Jamie's soft, small, puffy butthole while the pup drank much of the piss before moving over to eat more of the cereal. Like many of Luke's boys, Asher and Jamie had tailholes that were slightly larger than most cubs their age on account of the teen's large, golf ball sized knot.
Asher went back to the patio table to finish his lunch. He and Luke chatted a bit while Jamie finished his own lunch and went out to crawl around the yard. Much to his friends' amusement, he hiked a leg up against the side of a tree and relieved his bladder. Then he grabbed a decently sized stick with his mouth and came running back (as best as he could run on all fours) with it.
As proud as Luke was of Jamie for bringing him a lovely stick, he decided to use a soft, squeaky ball instead to play fetch with the puggle.
Luke chucked the ball clear across the yard. Jamie went tearing after it, kicking up bits of loose grass from when Luke had mowed the yard a day earlier. Jamie felt the warmth of the sun on his brown back and felt the wind through his short fur. He felt alive. He felt free.
The pup came prancing back, proudly holding the ball up with his small muzzle.
"Good boy!" Luke crowed. He knelt down to ruffle Jamie's ears.
"Mmrff....Mrrf!" Jamie looked rather blissful as the teen's fingers massaged all the right spots behind his ears and on his neck. He opened his eyes and got an eyeful of the teen's plump sheath, peeking red dog cock, and massive balls.
"Alright now drop it," Luke said, still petting the pup.
Jamie backed away, a cheeky little smirk on the sides of his muzzle as he growled and shook his head.
"Nuh-uh! I said drop it, Rusty!" Luke said, still grinning but more firmly than before.
Jamie barked around the ball in his mouth and turned with his backside to the lab-pit and rat. His curly tail wagged as he spread his legs and winked his little donut pucker at them.
"Ohhh, I see," Luke said with a foxy little grin. "I think Rusty wants to play something else now. What do you think?"
Asher giggled. "It sure looks like it!"
Luke went back up onto the porch and sat back down in the comfortable patio chair. He scooted back low enough for his ass to hang off the edge of his seat while he picked his legs up, one propped up on the table and the other held up with his free paw.
"Come on, Rusty!" Luke called out in a high, encouraging voice. "Come sniff my butt, boy!"
Jamie didn't need to be told twice. He came bounding over with his tongue lolling comically out of the side of his muzzle. He landed snout-first between Luke's spread cheeks and mashed his little nose-pad right up against the hot, musky pucker. The pup breathed in deep, sucking the teen's thick, masculine scent right up his nose. It had been one of those things that he used to be a bit prude about. But when Rusty helped him become more unrepressed, he found that there was almost nothing that he could or wouldn't do. He drank piss, ate ass, and generally acted like the slutty little puppy he wanted to be.
While Jamie was in the middle of smelling Luke's warm, heady butt musk and enjoying a nice ear massage from the teen's paw, he felt another pair of paws grip his bottom and spread his cheeks apart.
Asher buried his little snout between Jamie's asscheeks and started tonguing at his ass. His backside was musky and sweaty, his tailhole relaxed and practically begging him to enter. It was just the way the young, perverse rat liked.
Jamie pushed his nose upwards, snuffing warm air into the teen's taint and up under his sagging balls. The light weight of his balls resting on the bridge of his short snout was one of Jamie's little 'perverted pleasures' in life. In his private life, he enjoyed the lewd little delights and stimulants. Smells and tastes, particular sights that got a little reaction in his groin and a flutter in his belly. Caressing fur beneath his paw pads on his paws and tracing muscle lines beneath his fingers. The way a cock pulsed. The way balls sagged and hung. The little whispers in his ear when being given orders or praised.
While Asher had his small tongue up the puggle's backside, Jamie had started lapping over Luke's pucker as well. Luke moaned as Jamie dragged his tongue along the teen's taint, up to his heavy balls. They were warm and salty with sweat, just the way Jamie liked them.
Luke's paws went to the puggle's ears again and he gently pushed Jamie back down to his tailhole. "Get your tongue up there, puppy. Show master how much you love his ass."
Jamie was happy to oblige. He probed at the tight pink wrinkle with his tongue until he felt it give. He pushed in, burying his long puppy tongue deep up Luke's tailpipe. This action brought out another low groan from Luke as he laid his head back on the seat and curled his toes in response.
Jamie went deep, bathing the inside of Luke's tailhole with his tongue while savoring the wild but clean flavor within. He didn't mind the tail swatting lightly at his chest, nor the feeling of Asher spanking an ass before pushing his little cock inside. All he really cared about was the taste of ass and the paws on his ears, stroking and massaging gently. Paws gripped at his hips and he felt the rim squeezing around the middle of his tongue.
Luke and Asher continued to use both ends of their puppy, giving each other little smirks each time Jamie whined with pleasure or begged for more. Asher reached up and grabbed the back of Jamie's collar, pulling lightly as Luke had taught him and announced, "I'm gonna cum!"
Asher slapped his hips against the pup's ass, holding on to his collar as he brought himself to his climax. "Oh fuck...Oh geez..." With a loud squeak that cut through the warm breeze, he came inside Jamie, squirting his small little load under his curly tail.
Jamie felt the rat shudder and groan, still bucking his hips against his ass as he rode out the last of his orgasm. The collar tightened around his neck but he didn't let that stop him from what he was doing.
Asher pulled his wet cock out and knelt down to get a good look at what he'd done before getting back under there and cleaning him out with his tongue. Sneakily, he reached his paw around and started tugging on the rigid bone while he suckled the puffy puppy hole.
"My turn..." Luke grunted as he put a paw under Jamie's chin and guided him back out. Jamie pulled his tongue back into his muzzle. All he could taste and smell was raunchy dog ass and his whole jaw ached and felt rubbery. But when he looked up at the handsome teen, who was gazing back down at him and aiming his turgid, bright red cock towards his mouth, all he felt was adoration and happiness for his master.
Jamie opened his mouth and started sucking Luke. It pulsed warmly on his tongue and the familiar spicy flavor made him sigh contentedly. He lived for moments like these. Birds chirped, the wind blew through his fur and gently disturbed his ears, and his best friends were treating him the way he often found himself wishing and longing for on days when he felt the weight of existence more excessively and heavily on his shoulders. He was Rusty, the happiest little pup slut.
Strong paws gripped his ears and he heard the teen's breath hitch up. Luke groaned loudly. Jamie's maw was flooded with a deluge of warm, bitter cum. His eyes rolled and he gulped the seed down with a dreamy expression. There was nothing quite like the taste of cum. It was so strong, so pungent, but so, so rewarding.
Jamie held the cock in his mouth for a little longer, suckling comfortably on the length before he felt it being withdrawn. It slid wetly from his lips and he looked up a little sadly at Luke. The little frown melted when he saw his master's satisfied smile and felt fingers stroking lovingly at one of his ears.
"Good boy..."