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My father splayed his ears as he walked towards me.

I breathed in deeply and forced myself to be calm. "Where did that car come from?" I asked. "One I borrowed from my co-worker, I told him I needed to get somewhere pronto but didn't give all the reasons," my father explained. "And drove it as safely as I could." He added with a sheepish smile. I wasn't in the mood to find such a joke funny and gazed back out to sea. "So, what exactly did you wish to talk about?" I asked in monotone voice. "There's a few things I want to say in person while my head is clear," my father replied. "I think your mother is moving in with a friend and that she might be giving up on trying to get the house." "That's a good thing though," I shrugged. "Yes, but I don't feel any sense of victory," my father sighed. "If she moves out then you can have the house to yourself and you won't be worrying about her being a negative presence," I said, trying to muster a reassuring tone.

What else can I say to encourage him?

"Remember you always wanted to make your own personal workshop in the shed to work on mechanical projects," I said, as ideas and memories suddenly flooded into my mind. "But mother stopped you, and that you wanted to redecorate the living room, landscape the garden to look neater; all the other modifications she stopped you from doing, you have the freedom to do them now." "Yeah, you're right," my father replied. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say more, and then closed it, but I could tell something was weighing on his mind. "Go on?" I prompted. "Over the past few days I had begun to wish you had never left home, and that you could move back in with me," my father said. I opened my mouth to protest, but he held up a paw. "But that was motivated by guilt that I hadn't been very nice after you told me about your relationship. I realise you can't force you back into my life, your future is with Kurt now. I've been too selfish by not taking much of an interest in you or what you wanted in life, but I guess this separation from your mother has forced me to do some soul searching. I began relying on you too much despite never really opening up to you. I wasn't sure what I was going to get out of calling you repeatedly, but I guess I wanted one final meeting as a way of letting you go from all this and allowing you to move on with your life." I held gently to the railing as I mulled my father's words over. "You're still my father, and I'll never cut you out, but I do lead a life of my own and you can too. Think of it this way, separating from mother will be painful in the short term. Even though you've had all this conflict it'll still take some getting used to when she's gone. But now you can be free to find someone else, as well alter the house in the way you want," I replied carefully.

We stood in silence, listening to the waves against the pebbles. My father eventually nodded and tried to smile. "I'll try to see it that way, it'll be hard but I can move on," he thought aloud. "That's the spirit," I said, but I sensed someone was watching and I turned to see Kurt. I wondered if he'd come to tell my father to stop harassing me.

Please don't yell at him.

The Doberman didn't look angry, if anything my boyfriend looked more nervous at having been caught, but he walked over with his paws in his pockets. My father also looked apprehensive. "Hello Kurt," he said, extending his paw. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, but I wanted to check everything between you guys was okay," Kurt replied, gingerly taking my father's paw to shake it. "We're all good," I replied, feeling relieved that Kurt and my father didn't seem to be showing any hostility to each other. My father shifted on his hind-paws before turning to Kurt. "Alec was giving me advice on what to do next, and how I can move on," he explained. "He gave me very sound ideas, and I was in a coherent state to listen to it. I can assure you that I'm not going to pester either of you ever again. I want to move on now." Kurt looked taken aback, but he relaxed and an encouraging smile spread across his muzzle. "Honestly, I'm very glad to hear that," he said. "I genuinely want you to find some kind of resolution to all this." My father hesitated and then did something I would have never expected; he took me gently by the wrist, led me over to Kurt and placed my paw into his. "The only thing I ask is that you look after my son," my father said. "Do a better job than I did when Alec was younger." Kurt and I both stood open mouthed for a moment, before Kurt nodded earnestly. "Of course I will. You have my word." My father smiled approvingly before turning to walk back to his car. "Wait, father!" I called. My father turned back to face me. "Whatever happens you can still call and talk to me if you feel like it." "Thank you, but if I can move on from the disappointment I felt when I first heard you and Kurt were a couple, then I can move on from the problems I have with your mother," he said before climbing into the car.

Kurt and I watched as my father drove off down the street and round the corner. I felt stunned and speechless. "Did that actually just happen?" I thought out loud. Kurt also looked shocked. "Part of me feels guilty for getting mad every time your father called," he admitted, splaying his cropped ears. "I remember saying this before, even if he made a serious mistake with drink driving he isn't a bad guy at heart." "No, he isn't," I replied, still feeling taken aback but pleasantly surprised at my father's gesture. "I was worried that his problems would drag you down with him, and I think he probably realised that and chose to move on," Kurt continued. "I think he can beat his demons and find new happiness." "It was a legitimate concern to have that his issues would keep effecting us, and I was worried I'd end up having to choose between you or him," I said. "But I'm glad this seems to have been resolved." "I'm confident it is, and I want to keep my word and look out for you," Kurt replied. "You mean the world to me Alec." The Doberman gave my paw a firm but reassuring squeeze. Behind us I could make out the faint strains of a new song playing in the bar.

I was feeling insecure you might not love me anymore I was shiverin' inside I was shiverin' inside I didn't mean to hurt you I'm sorry that I made you cry I didn't want to hurt you I'm just a jealous guy

"Ever wonder if life has a soundtrack?" Kurt laughed. "But I guess that's how I felt, I didn't want your strained relationship with your father to impact on our relationship, and in feeling that I was perhaps being a little selfish." "You're not selfish," I replied firmly. "We should put all this behind us now. Let's go back inside and have fun." Kurt grinned and held my paw as we crossed the street to walk back into the bar.

Chadwick was clearly quite drunk and was still making out with Reggie in front of the girls who were shrieking with joy and the guys who were making gagging sounds. "This hasn't driven you mad yet?" Kurt asked the bartender who was looking at the scene with an expression of bemusement. Chadwick walked over and gave me a hug. "We're thinking of going to a strip club, wanna come?" he asked in a slurred voice. I burst out laughing. "Jeez, it was only an exhibition game, you're acting like you won a tournament. Which strip club is this?" I asked, not feeling sure about the idea of watching naked women gyrate around. Chadwick seemed to read my thoughts. "It's a gay one called Feral," he explained. "Are the other players okay with this?" "For sure dude," Chadwick shrugged. "They even placed a bet that I might end up in bed with one of the strippers." "You've really grown up from being the innocent little Chadwick I knew when we were cubs," I laughed. "What does Reggie make of this bet?" "He's bet twenty dollars," Chadwick replied proudly. I laughed in disbelief and turned to see Kurt looking embarrassed. "Is something wrong?" I asked. "I worked at Feral for a couple of nights," Kurt whispered. "We don't have to go," I replied, giving his paw a squeeze. "It's probably okay, they might not remember me. They had a high turnover of dancers, and I joined using a stage name," he reasoned. "If you're sure?" I asked as Kurt squeezed my paw back. "Positive," he grinned. I turned to watch Chadwick now drunkenly dancing with Reggie and suddenly found the sight extremely amusing. Kurt also had a relieved smile on his muzzle and I nuzzled against him. The Doberman responded by putting his arm around me.

It feels good to have him as my mate.

We all left the bar half an hour later. It transpired the strip club was just down the street and Kurt pointed us all in the right direction. "I didn't know you knew the way, have you been before?" Chadwick asked. "Yeah, kinda," Kurt replied, not giving anything else away. Despite Chadwick's optimism some of the team declined to come in and walked to a different bar, but I was amused and somewhat pleased to see the rest of the guys follow us inside, even if the girls were giggling a little too excitedly. The club was down an inconspicuous staircase underneath a strip of stores. The stairs led to a pair of double doors which Chadwick pushed open theatrically before walking in. Pounding music hit my ears and I stepped into a space of flashing lights and mirrored walls. Canines of various breeds were dancing on podiums, all clad in very skimpy underwear that were even more revealing than the pairs I had modelled for Wolf & Coyote. Chadwick walked up to the bar with Kurt and I in tow. "I'll get this round," Chadwick announced. "What'll you have?" "Probably just a soda this time round," Kurt said. "I gotta drive back." "Same for me," I replied. "Heh, if you're sure dude," Chadwick replied before turning to the bartender. Kurt was glancing around. "See anyone you know?" I asked with a chuckle. I could tell Kurt was about to say No when he glanced over my shoulder and his eyes widened with recognition. "Hey Kurt!" I turned to see a shirtless Snow Leopard walking towards us. "Hey Kenny," Kurt replied with an amused grin on his face. "Long time no see man!" "Likewise, I thought you'd get a respectable job where you got to keep your clothes on, but when I last went undies shopping I see you didn't," the Snow Leopard laughed. "So, who is the cute Yote you've got by your side?" "This is my wonderful mate Alec," Kurt explained. I felt a glow of pride as Kurt introduced me. "Hah, I always thought you as the type who would settle down and be sensible," Kenny laughed. "But you made a good choice, he's a cutie." I found my ears growing red with embarrassment. "Aww, he's gone red," Kenny chuckled. "So, what brings you guys in here?" "Them," I said, pointing to Chadwick and Reggie at the bar. "Celebrating winning a football game." "Oh, jocks huh? They look delicious, would they like a private dance?" Kenny asked. "You haven't changed much," Kurt laughed while rolling his eyes. "You'd have to ask them." As if on cue Chadwick appeared with our drinks and Kenny began chatting to him.

Kurt and I sat to one side while the rest of the team crowded around the bar. A couple of Foxes were dancing nearby, wearing very skimpy underwear that revealed their asses. I suddenly felt a little overwhelmed; I felt I had finally helped my father to sort out his problems and now I was in a strip club of all places.

Life is random.

"You okay bud?" Kurt asked. "Yeah, just feeling a little exhausted all of a sudden," I replied. "It has been a strange kind of day," Kurt admitted. "Would you like to head home in a minute?" "That sounds like a good idea," I said. The thought of going home and being intimate with Kurt suddenly felt very appealing, as sexy as some of dancers in the bar were. I finished the last of my drink and wiped my muzzle with my paw. "I'd better go and say goodbye to Chadwick and Reggie," I said, getting my hind-paws. I pushed my way through the giggling girls to where I had left Chadwick. My eyes widened and I couldn't help but laugh as I saw the Coyote sandwiched between Kenny (who was now wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of underwear) and a black Alsatian. Both strippers were grinding against Chadwick while Reggie watched with a pleased expression on his face. I walked back to Kurt. "I think Chadwick is occupied right now," I explained. Kurt glanced over and I saw a grin on the Doberman's muzzle. "Your cousin is scandalous," he laughed. "Says the Doberman who worked here as a stripper" I teased. "But yeah, that was my cousin who I used to play Monopoly with when I was eight, and now look at him!" I added with a laugh as we made our way back outside.

We drove back through the night back to San Amador and arrived back at our apartment at midnight. Kurt let out a yawn as he parked the Lotus. "I can't wait to lay down," he said before reaching out to take my paw. "Me too," I replied as we climbed out of the car. I felt hungry and realised we hadn't eaten in some time. Kurt seemed to be having the same thoughts. "Let's make a snack and then head to bed," Kurt suggested. "I like the sound of that," I replied, feeling my tail wag. We made our way inside and I sat at the kitchen table while Kurt began preparing something at the stove. Part of me was still feeling amazed at my father's gesture, but I wanted to be true to our words and move on. "I made something my mother used to do when I was a kid," Kurt explained. "It's her mac and cheese recipe, I hope you like it." Kurt placed the two dishes on the table and I began eating. It was something I'd had a lot, but Kurt's take on it was very tasty. "This is delicious," I said, wagging my tail. "I'm glad you approve," Kurt replied. "I make it with cheese from the market rather than mass produced stuff from a store." "I just thought, I'd better leave Chadwick a message, not that he's gonna read it now, but to check he's alive tomorrow," I joked as I picked up our plates and placed them by the sink. I pulled my phone out and sent a message to Chadwick before reaching for the taps. "Don't worry about the dishes bud, I'll clean them tomorrow," Kurt said before letting out a yawn. "Man, I'm tired. Shall we grab a shower and then sleep?" I nodded and followed Kurt to the bathroom. "Heh, I can imagine what you were thinking of when we were back at the club," Kurt grinned as I turned the shower on. I already knew what Kurt was going to do next. Sure enough, the Doberman yanked off his shirt and began gyrating his ass around. I stood, captivated by the sight until Kurt shed his jeans and I could admire his perky rump in his briefs. The turquoise Wolf & Coyote pair I had picked out for him fitted his ass perfectly as always. I quickly shed my shirt and jeans and stood closer, allowing the outline of my sheath to touch his butt through the fabric of our underwear. My cock was already protruding from its sheath and leaking at the tip. I looked down and sure enough saw a small wet patch in the front of my briefs. "Heh, I don't have to turn around and look. I can tell your leaking by the scent," Kurt growled, arching his ass against the growing bulge in my briefs. I couldn't resist grinding my bulge into Kurt's behind and the Doberman let out another playful growl. "Okay bud, it's probably time to get clean," he said, groping my bulge through the fabric before putting a paw on the waistband of my briefs and tugging them down. "Damn, I feel all stirred up now," I sighed. "We'll resume tomorrow," Kurt said with a grin before taking my paw and leading me into the shower.

The water felt warm and refreshing as it washed over us. Kurt performed the usual ritual of rubbing the soap into me before helping to rinse it from my fur. "Feeling clean bud?" Kurt asked. I nodded and he shut off the water. My cock was still hard and as I reached for the shower door I accidentally poked Kurt in the chest. Kurt laughed and gripped my shaft in his paw. "Tomorrow," he asserted. "I'm going to be feeling very pent up," I panted, aware that my tongue was hanging comically out of my mouth. We shook ourselves dry, brushed our fangs at the sink and made our way to bed. I climbed under the covers and shuffled up close to Kurt. "Today has been pretty strange," I whispered. "That's how I'd describe it, but I want to focus on the positive things; like Chadwick winning his game, your father finding a path in life, and the fact Chadwick is probably getting spit roasted by a former co-worker of mine and that Shep," Kurt laughed. "Ew, he's my cousin," I replied incredulously. "Sorry, I find it kind of funny," Kurt admitted. "To be honest, so do I," I chuckled. "He's probably going to have a killer hangover too." Kurt gave me a kiss on the muzzle and held me close. "Tomorrow we should do some more packing for France, we leave in a few days," he whispered. I smiled at the thought.

That's something I felt nervous about but now I can't wait.