American Kings: Chapter 0.5 - A good start to the week
Will once again fell asleep at his desk; Drool covering his computer's keyboard. An image of his mate Alex, a german shepherd on the screen. It was a simple shot of the dog smiling, naked; this being sent via email to the alaskan malamute a month ago when Will's mate was away on business.Light peeked itself through the curtains and lit the room slightly.
A full bookshelf sit next to the king sized bed. The desk Will slept at was just out of the reach of the door.Said door slowly creaked open and what walked inside was Alex in an open bathrobe that revealed his unclothed and muscular body. He held two cups of coffee and gave a soft yawn as he walked into the room.
He chuckled as his eyes fell on his fiancé. He turned the wheeled, plastic chair that supported the thin dog around to face himself. He set the coffee on the desk and slipped an arm under Will's legs and upper back; holding him almost like a babe. He gently cradled Will after he had used the end of his bathrobe to wipe the drool from his lover's muzzle. Alex placed the malamute on the mattress and rolled him on his front. He drew his paw back and smacked the jean-clad rump of Will's.
Will gave a loud yelp and nearly fell out of bed; his paws shot back to his poor, stinging left flank and got off the mattress; looking shocked as Alex laughed.
"Why did you do that?!" Will cried, still holding his pained rump.
"Needed to wake you up hun," smiled the shepherd.
"You could hurt your back pretty bad sleeping like that,"
"You could have shook me awake or something!" growed the malamute.
"Where's the fun in that?"
"Damn," Will proclaimed as he undid his belt and pulled his pants halfway down to look at the damage. A bright red pawprint on his left cheek.
"Awwwwwwwww, i'm sorry, can I have hugs?"
"No, I'm mad at you!"
"Come on, you love hugs," Alex walked in front of Will, the bed's side directly behind the malamute: He held his arms wide open, intentionally dropping his robe.
"Dammit, I do love hugs."
Will walked into Alex's arms, resting his head just under the shepherd's chin.
"Love ya, Robert the Bruce," said Alex as he gently rubbed Will's back.
"Why do you call me that? You know my fetish is for Ireland,"
"Cause you constantly betray your side,"
"What?!"
"I Saw you reading a book about England the other day, if you love Ireland so much why read that?" chuckled the shepherd.
"How does having other interests make me a traitor?"
"So you admit your crimes? I sentence you to be to burn at my cock!"
"Isn't the punishment for treason to be hung by your balls, drawn, and fucked without lube?" Laughed Will.
"We already fuck without lube!" Retorted Alex.
"Then how is burning at your cock a punishment?"
"Ummmmmm? It could, like... take up time you could use to do other things?"
"I got a week off and your application has yet to be approved, we've got plenty of time," the Malamute chuckled.
"I-I, Alouette, je te plumerai!"
"I don't have feathers, I don't know if you noticed but I'm a bloody malamute,"
"Stop it, I hate it when you understand things I say in different languages!" Alex playfully nipped at his lover's ear.
He broke off the hug, much to the disappointment of Will.
The shepherd gently layed Will down on the bed and slowly took off every piece of clothing he wore; this clearly excited Will as his member slowly began hardening.Will had fallen right into the shepherd's master plan... he had given the poor lad a dark smile, an evil smile... a smile told Will exactly what horrible tortures he would soon be forced to taste with arms most open.
"Alex... I know what you want to do... but please don't."
Alex began rapidly dragging his claws softly over his lover; from the neck to the tummy he ruthlessly tickled the poor soul as he uncontrollably laughed in utter torment.this continued for a minute until the dog stopped his assault and draped himself over the other; Will panting heavily.
"You owe me cuddles, you deceitful bastard!"
"I just love to see you laugh,"
"I chuckle at bloody comic strips, it doesn't take much,"
"Tell you what," said Alex in between kissing and licking Will's neck.
"I give you a good fuck, then we spend the rest of the day doing the cuddles, how does that sound?"
Will wasn't sure if this was another trick by the crafty dog; he however didn't care. While part of it was lust fueled, he really, really, loved cuddles. And Alex has no issue giving them, even in public.
Will nodded his head enthusiastically, causing Alex to chuckle once again.
"I suppose I should insert a sexually charged comment just before we do what the audience wants?" Smiled Alex
"Pointing out your clichés and knowing what you are doesn't excuse it's usage,"
"Let's use them anyway, this ain't a story,"
"If this is, then I'm sure the author thinks he or she is really clever,"
"So... you wrote it?"
"I'm actually clever," smiled Will
"And humble," Alex smiled back
"Oh, just kiss me already!"
Alex brought his muzzle to Will's delivering to him a five second kiss before bringing his maw down to Will's right nipple; giving it a good lick then licking and kissing his way downwards to finally meet the fully hard five inches of his mate's member.
Alex unceremoniously shoved the dagger into his maw. He lapped his tongue fully over it, tasting every inch of the cock and slurping down bits of pre-cum as he did so. Will uncontrollably began thrusting, nearing finish. Alex noticed this and immediately pulled his mouth from it. Causing a great, frustrated whine from Will.
"You have to earn that right, fuzzy."
Alex took a step back and pointed downwards with his index finger, spinning it in a circle.
Will flipped himself around, leaning directly over the bed. His mate leaned over the malamute, he lovingly explored him; his paws drifted over Will's back, he rubbed, nuzzled, and kissed every single strand of fur he could. Will squirmed, suppressing giggles of both pleasure and ticklishness. Alex's six inches played at Will's entrance, small tears of pre-cum finding a new home upon it.
"My German ancestry is going to fuck your part Dutch ass so hard, it's impact upon you will be like the revolution's on history, but with semen!"
"Oh ya, I know you will. You are gonna fuck me harder than Martin Luther Fucked the power of the Catholic church!"
"How hard am I going to fuck you?"
"Harder than the Normans fucked the Saxons!"
"Ooooh!" Alex moaned while licking his muzzle.
"Harder than Alexander the Great fucked his mom!"
"Ew?"
"Harder than John Grisham fucked good writing!"
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! WATCH OUT I'M COMING IN!"
Alex rammed into Will with the force of a bird into a clean window. It was a very unclean affair, the usually calm smart-assed pair turned into little more than rutting beasts, in did the shepherd's cock go, then out for but a second only to be railed back in. Will pushed back at every thrust, taking as much of the cock as he could.
Will's paw drifted to his cock, his moans only increased in power as he wasted no time in pumping his member. Alex was in full fuck mode, in that moment he dedicated his body and mind to railing the dog, the ferocity of of which could crush entire planets. His pumping was previously thought exclusive to God and the Marquis de Sade. The cum was a beautiful and simultaneous event, both parties felt the heat, the animalistic power, they came with an amazing might that would make men fall to their knees in shame for not having cocks as powerful and fertile as these.
"THE CUM OF THE MARTYRS WILL WATER THE MEADOWS OF DICK!" Will moaned.
"Victor Hugo would be proud his work is being related to this!" chuckled Alex after a couple deep breaths.
"Oh fuck, I like these sheets!" Will cried as he realized his star wars x-wing bed sheets found a new coat of cum.
"It's okay fuzzy muzzie face, you want star wars sheets? I'll give you ALL the sheets!" Alex climbed onto the bed, not caring he was laying in his mate's cum as pulled Will fully onto the mattress and wrapped his arms around him. Will replied by lovingly burying his head into the shepherd's chest, he almost forgot about all the cum on both of them, almost.
"We should probably take a shower before this shit dries, semen is a bitch to get out of fur,"
"I guess you're right." Alex sighed.
Will moaned as he stepped into the perfectly heated water of the medium sized glass box of a shower, he dipped his head under the stream of water and closed his eyes. He couldn't help but giggle as he felt strands of water slowly drip down his body, tickling him slightly.
"Don't hog the water," He felt a paw on his shoulder and heard the shower door open and close behind him.
"But I like it!" Will whined in faux poutiness.
"You got some cum on your back," Alex began scrubbing at the small of the malamute's back, a small pool had dried on it. He scratched his claws into the stained fur of his mate's, being decently rough but still careful not to cause him any pain. It took a bit of effort but soon enough the last bit of the dried substance had left the dog's back.
Will yawned despite the somewhat rough attention.
Alex immediately turned his mate to face him, the malamute yelping in surprize at the sudden movement.
"You are taking your medication, right? The shepherd gripped Will's shoulders, his voice serious and full of deadly worry.
"W-what, yeah. W-why are you freaking out? I just yawned.
"You are well aware why I'm freaking out. Will, if you are in any trouble I want you to tell me,"
"I'm telling you, I'm fine, just a bit tired, its the morning!"
Alex let his arms drop off of Will.
"I'm sorry, I know. I-I just, after last time I don't want to take any chances on your...." Alex choked out.
"I-I understand, but I'm not that fragile. That thing was an ongoing mix of less then great things that just... exploded,"
Without any ceremony, Alex pulled his mate into a hug, gripping him tightly. They stood there, water still pouring on the both of them as they held eachother.