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Bull's-eye Success

It was a bright spring afternoon, and the school day was going by pretty quickly for Rex and his crew. With graduation only two days away, the gang was spending their last few moments enjoying their time amongst their fellow classmates, and teachers. It would be these moments that would forever cement them within the school's history. Besides, who wants to spend their last couple of days doing school work, especially when you're a senior? As they sat amongst themselves, the thought of summer was soon brought about in a conversation.

"So Ray, what are you going to do over the summer?" Rika asked.

"I'm going to inspect my future stomping grounds. It would be sad if I go off to college only to find out that I'm surrounded by butt ugly women." Ray smiled.

"There he goes again, thinking with his other head." Rika said in disappointment.

"What about you Brooker? Are you going to do the same thing as Ray?" Kendra said as she looked at the smiling liger.

"You want me to answer that question after you guys nearly bit my head off for what I said at the beach. I don't think so." Brooker chuckled.

"Translation: Yes I am, but for the fear of my life I won't tell you girls." Rex grinned.

"Shut up Rex!" Brooker said as he quickly jabbed the husky in his arm.

"Since you girls are getting on Brooker and me for what we're going to do, what are ya'll going to do for the summer?" Ray said as he crossed his arms.

"Well being the civilized and emotional girls that we are, we're going shopping for room supplies." Kendra replied.

"Yup, then we're going to go shopping for clothes." Dana added.

"Then after we do all that, we're going out to party." Rika smiled.

"Whatever." Both Brooker and Ray huffed.

"Wait a minute. Rex, you're the only person who hasn't told us what you plan on doing for the summer. I mean, your college is the furthest away, not to mention you're the only one from our school going there. I just know you're going to have a full and dull summer." Kendra said.

"I guess so, but hey it'll be all worth it. Besides, nothing that has a lot of value is easy to handle at first. And you guys know how I am, I'm too laid back to let something get to me." Rex smiled as he threw his hands behind his head.

Although his friends felt sorry for him, Rex knew different. Things weren't as bad as they seemed. Even though his friends didn't know it, Romell and Rex had made a secret agreement to go to the same college after high school. The only person who probably would've had any clue to that would've only been Brooker, but Rex was definitely sure the liger didn't know. The thought of Romell following him to college made Rex more at ease, especially since this would be his first time officially away from home.

"Hey Rex where's Romell? I haven't seen that giant tower of blubber all day." Ray asked as he stood from his seat.

"Hmm good point, where is he anyway?" Dana said as all the attention led towards the canine.

"W-what makes you guys think I would know?" Rex tensed up as the group stared at him.

"Since you helped him with Chemistry class, you two have become almost inseparable." Rika said as she gave an inquisitive look at Rex.

"The dude wasn't as much as a muscle head as I thought he was. He's probably the only football player I can tolerate and play games with. Besides, I don't see you guys protesting having a little extra muscle around." Rex quipped.

"Just like Rex, as long as a game is involved he's instantly hooked for life." Ray said.

"I am not!" Rex shouted.

"Hey guys. What's today's date?" Brooker asked as he read a sheet a paper before him.

"May 10th, why?" Rika asked.

"I forgot Graduation was tomorrow." Brooker said as he slapped his forehead.

"How could you forget? Then again, when you're in the bottom hundredths of the class ranking, you tend to don't care." Rex smiled as he shot a quick insult at the big cat.

"Shut the hell up!" Brooker growled as he stuck a middle finger at the husky.

With a loud, earsplitting ring, the school's bells echoed through the halls as they signaled the end of the day. The once empty, glossy hallways quickly flooded with masses of fur as everybody raced for the lockers. It was a normal event. The bells would ring, the hallways would become crowded, voices of young adults would bounce off the cinderblock walls, and the gleaming, yellow reflection of awaiting buses would shine into the building. It was a natural occurring event every day of every school year. Except soon some of the kids would have to trade their boxed, limited room of education for a much wider, sidewalk littered atmosphere. As the classroom where they sat quickly dispersed, Rex and his friends began making their way to the parking lot.

"Hey guys, let's go to the Circuit tonight." Kendra said as she stood beside her Mustang.

"Yeah let's do that, then we can go out for pizza." Dana jumped in with a huge smile on her face.

The circuit was a place that Ray and Rex had stumbled upon by accidents when they were in middle school. After getting lost while joy riding in their parents' cars, the two came across a field littered with lights and the smell of gasoline. At the time the place was barely able to survive on the little bit of income it made, but once Ray and Rex spread word about the place it quickly came back to life. Now the crew found their self unable to have any proper celebrations unless it began at the circuit.

"I'm down for it, but what do you boys say, or are ya'll afraid of getting your butts handed to you by a bunch of girls." Rika said as she placed her hands on her hips.

"The only thing we're afraid of is how many accidents will happen once they let scrubs like you girls on the track." Ray said as Brooker chuckled.

"Oh whatever Ray." Dana smiled as she flicked her wrist at Ray.

"You guys are going to invite me aren't you?" A voice broke into the circuit of the group's conversation.

The air grew quiet as everyone averted their attention to the person that intervened in their conference. Rex just stood still as he eyed the bovine before him. Why? Why does he persist so much on being around him? Rex's mind went through a million questions as he looked over the bovine, Dominique.

"We didn't see you all day, how was we supposed to know if you wanted to come or not?" Dana said as she walked over to Kendra's car.

"You shouldn't have to ask. All you have to do is send me a message." The bull said as he began walking to his truck.

"Well Dominique would you like to come with us to the Circuit tonight?" Rika scuffed as she opened the back door to Kendra's car.

"Why yes I would. What time?" Dominique asked.

"Be at the entrance around 6, you got that?" Ray said as he drove off in his car.

With that said, everyone except Rex departed from the parking lot. The poor canine wanted to be the first to leave, but the absence of his car keys left him alone with the bovine. Kaiser detested being around the bull, yet it never failed that fate always managed to keep the two together. As he ransacked through his book bag, Rex could feel the atmosphere beginning to still. Rex never feared the bovine, he never even felt intimidated, yet something inside, deep within his psyche kept his muzzle shut and his muscles tensed in angst.

"I see your body guard isn't around, I wonder where he could be?" The bull said as he now stood behind the husky. Even though Rex knew the bovine was there, he still felt his spine shiver as the bull's words raced into his ears. "I'm guessing you don't know either. It's ok I know where your precious whale is at." Rex suddenly went stiff as the bovine's words struck dead center at his canine heart. How could the bovine know when he, the whale's boyfriend, didn't even know? Did he have something to do with why the orca didn't show up for school today? "You know, it amazes me how quickly you canines forget things, but it is ok you'll understand by tomorrow night, If not, then that makes the teaching that much more fun for me."

Rex had found his keys minutes ago, but the way the bovine spoke, the way he sounded as if he was playing Rex into a trap kept the canine's attention. Rex suddenly found himself filled with uncertainty as he held the keys in his hands with a firm grip. What was the bull's angel? What exactly did he want from Rex? And most of all, why did he want it from Rex? With the bull finally silenced, Rex quickly opened the car door and slammed it shut behind him. With a quick start of the ignition, Rex sped from the grassy Parking lot leaving a cloud of dirt and debris in his place. He wasn't sure, he didn't want to look back, but Rex was certain the bull was still standing in the exact same spot watching him.

Pulling his cell phone from his pocket, Rex quickly flipped it opened and stared at the screen. Nothing more rested on the screen other than the date and a picture of Rex and his friends standing on the balcony of the hotel they stayed at during their senior trip. Although he didn't want to seem paranoid, Rex was hoping to see at least one sign of an unread message in his inbox, but the number zero flashed repeatedly without a care. Where could his mate be? Did something happen to him? Was he hurt? Was he even alive? Rex needed to consoled, yet it seemed nothing other than the sight of Romell would be enough. Maybe a nap or a hot shower would help the husky relax. Maybe he just needed to take his mind of the subject all together. Romell was probably just busy helping his dad fix up another car or maybe the orca had something important to do? But if that were true, then surely he would've told Rex about it. Whatever the reason, Rex would have to do his best to move on and prepare for tonight and tomorrow, at least try to anyway.

Later that night Rex was the first to arrive at the entrance to the track. The entire afternoon was pretty much uncomfortable and unbearable for the poor husky. Every waking second he found himself looking back at the phone hoping for it to vibrate with a message or a call, but it rested motionless without so much as the slightest glint of sunlight reflecting off it. As the smell of gasoline and burnt rubber began to surround Rex, Rex could spot the sight of one of his friends pulling into the dark ocean that was the asphalt parking lot. It didn't surprise Rex to see that the girls would be the first to arrive, and on time as well, then again, Rex was so hypertensive that he decided to show up thirty minutes earlier than he was suppose to. Not too soon behind the girls did Rex notice Ray pulling into the parking lot. It was pretty hard to miss the black wolf standing beside the pure white Toyota. As the wolf stood beside the car adjusting the fabrics that adorned his body, Rex could see a second figure rising from the passenger door on the other side. Quickly the smile that Rex had on his face went into hiding as he noticed Dominique coming forth from within the car. Rex just took a deep breath as he tried his best to focus his mind on other things. The only person left now was the liger Brooker, who always was normally late, and at this moment Rex was now more dependent than ever for the big cat to show up. It must've been like magic because no sooner did Rex think that did he spot Brooker running towards them.

"Were you guys waiting on me?" Brooker said as he approached the group.

"No we were just standing at the gate because all the fun is outside. Of course we were waiting on you!" Dana snapped at the liger.

"Well excuse me. Is it that time of the month for you?" Brooker smiled.

"Let's just go in and start driving already. I'm tired of standing out here." Ray said as he began walking to the entrance.

"Hold on. Can't we wait for like just a few minutes?" Brooker said as he turned back to stare at the parking lot.

"What for?" Rika asked.

"I invited someone to join us." Brooker smiled as he turned to look at Rex.

"Well I'm going inside. Come on let's go Ray." Dominique scuffed as he left.

"...sure." Ray said. Ray didn't want to be around Dominique, but since he was the one that gave him the ride there, it would've been rude to just ignore him. "We'll see you guys once you make your way in ok." Ray said as he walked through gated entrance.

A minute passed and Rex could make out another body emerging from the murky shadows that engulfed the now pitch black parking lot. With each step closer the frame grew taller and wider. A large tail followed obediently behind a body that seemed to walk with a less than confident esteem. It didn't take long before Rex realized it was Romell who had emerged from the parking lot.

"Romell it's you, where you been? We haven't seen you all day." Kendra said cheerfully.

"I'm sorry. I just had a lot on my mind today. I needed the day off to think." Romell replied.

To Rex, the voice of the orca sounded softer than usual, almost sadden. Not only that, but the whale was holding his head down. In all the time Rex knew Romell, not once did he ever see the whale mope around like now. Something was wrong with the orca, unfortunately Rex didn't know what.

"Well let's hurry up and get inside. I could've burned a mile of rubber in the amount of time I've been out here waiting." Rika smiled as she began pushing everyone towards the entrance.

The night was going by slowly. Although the constant whining of the karts engines and the headache inducing smell of gasoline took Rex's mind off of Dominique, he was unable to have the same relief when it came to Romell. Not once did Rex manage to spot a smile on the whale's face. Rex couldn't even get him to chuckle. Something was tormenting the football player, and Rex didn't have a clue what it was.

"Hey Romell, I bet I can do ten laps faster than you." Rex said with a smile.

"...sure." The whale's voice was almost inaudible underneath the waves of the surrounding sounds.

"Romell what's wrong, you've been chafing this entire night?" Rex asked.

Romell's eyes kept glued to the ground. Their gaze seemed to be constantly focused as the whale bore neither smile nor frown. Just a mug of complete emptiness and concentration engulfed the orca's broad face. Rex was growing more concerned by the minute, and no matter what he tried nothing seemed to make the orca smile.

"...Rex?" Romell finally spoke unprovoked.

"Are you ready to tell me what's wrong now?" Rex said as he moved closer to the orca.

"I-I'm not feeling too well. I need to go home." Romell said as he began to walk towards the exit.

Rex stood there, unable to comprehend what had just happened. Did the whale say something he didn't catch, or did he simply just walk off? Seriously what the hell was going on? As Rex stood there watching his mate disappear into the darkness of the parking lot, he didn't notice Brooker standing behind him.

"Even you don't know what's wrong with him?" The liger said as he watched Romell leave.

"Do you?" Rex said bluntly.

"I kind of thought if I brought him along it would make him feel better, but I guess it only made it worse." Brooker sighed.

"Whatever it is, it's eating at his conscious something fierce. I just wish I knew what it was so I could help." Rex's eyes dropped to the ground as he stood in defeat.

"Maybe it's something he has to figure out on his own. If so, then all we can do is wait." Brooker said before turning around and walking away.

"What if time only makes it worse?" Rex said under his breath as the rear lights from the whale's car disappeared into the night.

The next day arrived and heavy morning rain battered against the roof of Rex's home. As the heavy droplets of water tackled his one bedroom window, Rex rested in his bed and stared at the ceiling. It was quite the way to start off the day of graduation, a blanket of rain, earth shaking thunder. Nothing could be better. As Rex focused on the white and rough surface of his ceiling, his mind was as blank and clear as fresh winter snow. Though he tried his best, Rex was unable to summon up a single thought. His mind was devoid of any action. To an outsider, Rex would've seemed dead. Suddenly Rex found his self overcast by a bright, yellow glow of the morning sun. Although the weather had changed, Rex still felt as if the horrid onslaught was continuing deep within him. Slowly sitting up, Rex took a deep breath and sluggishly stood on his feet. Maybe Rex would've felt better if he had school today, but since the principal gave the seniors the day off to prepare for graduation, Rex was without a cause to do anything productive on his end. Even the singing of the birds and the happy glow of the day didn't make Rex feel more energetic. How could he? Romell wasn't acting like his normal self, and there was still the matter of Dominique. All in all, there was nothing worth being content about in Rex's case. Suddenly the loud blaring of a car horn drug Rex to the front door as he peered out the window.

"Get dressed and bring your ass on here!" Rex could see Brooker shouting from within a white car.

"You heard the man. Get your ass dressed already!" Rex noticed Ray, the black wolf, yelling from behind the driver's wheel.

Though Rex didn't know it, his face quickly released a slight smile as he eyed the two males outside making a scene. "Give me a couple of minutes ok." Rex said as he opened the door.

It wasn't long before Rex had took a quick shower, got dressed, and was riding down the street at blazing speed with Ray and Brooker. Even though Rex wanted to be alone and sulk in the darkness of his own quarters, even he couldn't resist the charms of his persuading friends. Besides, they would've just nagged him until he gave in. It was a win-win situation, at least for Ray and Brooker anyway. When you're traveling thirty miles over the pre-set 60mph speed limit, it never takes long for you to reach your destination. However, when you're in a race, with other friends you really can't waste time obeying the law. Unfortunately, Ray was still sad to see that girls had beaten him to his own house.

"What took you guys so long?" Kendra said as she stood near hear black mustang.

"Aw whatever, if we didn't have to go all the way out there where Rex stayed at, then we could've have beaten you guys." Brooker jested as he jumped from the car.

These were the moments that Rex was sure he would miss. The spontaneous arguments, the unfounded need to compete against their friends of the opposite sex, it was who they were. Rex figured even twenty years down the line he and his friends would still be doing the same antics their doing now, probably just a little more mature than now though. As they sat upon the pristine white porch of Ray's house, their conversation roamed through the realm of gone and past days. How the girls threw Ray into the bone chilling ocean. The less than unorthodox ways Ray and Brooker treated the opposite sex. And how Rex acted after having his first shot of vodka (with the omission of what they did twenty shots later). Truly the past senior year was full of ups and downs. But not matter how hard the downs were, they stuck with each other no matter what. Eighteen years of their lives seemed to blow by, and through it all they've gain friends and enemies. Although they lost more friends and seemed to gain more than enough enemies, nothing would make them forget the fun they had with the friends they gained. The morning sun had disappeared, and the blush of the afternoon sun was beginning to grow cold and dark.

"What time is it?" Brooker said as a laugh from a previous statement began to die down.

"5:30pm." Ray answered.

"It's that time already huh." Rika huffed as she looked into the sky.

"Would you guys laugh if I said I felt a little nervous, no change that. I feel scared and anxious." Kendra said with her hands together in a sweaty grip.

"I think we all are girl." Dana smiled as she gave the cheetah a reassuring rub on her back.

"Come on Brooker and Rex, I better take you guys home so you two can get dressed." Ray said as he stood from the cold, white, wooden floor of his porch.

"Yeah." Both Brooker and Rex replied as they too rose from the white porch.

"I guess the same goes for us too." Kendra said as she stood up.

"Yeah, between now and the time we step onto that field, we'll have to look presentable." Dana said as she looked at the two cars that were motionless in the driveway.

"I love you guys." Rex felt the words slip from his mouth. The atmosphere grew silent as everyone stared at the husky with unbelievable eyes.

"That's just gay." Ray laughed as he shook his head.

"Wow, really dude?" Brooker chuckled.

"Aw we love you too Terrence." The girls cooed as they went and hugged Rex.

"You scrubs are gross." Ray continued laughing.

"Besides, you know he doesn't like being called by his first name." Brooker added.

"Well we don't care. This is one of those moments when you put aside informalities." Rika said as she separated from the hug.

"Whatever. We better get going. Come on Brook." Ray said as he began walking towards his car.

Rex just smiled as he was released from the hold Kendra and Dana had on him. Even though Ray called the moment mushy, Rex knew the same emotions were flowing through the wolf. As they stood beside the two cars, the group of seniors stood there silently as they gave one final look at each other. After tonight they would no longer be kids with a safety net, but responsible adults that would be paving their own paths. So with silent goodbyes, and well hidden sorrows, the group left the wolf's house and began their last stretch to graduation.

Amongst the cool, crisp air of the fading evening, parents, friends of parents, parents of the parents, and siblings of the parents sat in a huge faction of fur, scales, and leathery hides. They all came for the same reason. Even if they witnessed the preceding events countless times before, each time signified something of great importance. The metal bleachers buckled under the incessant weight of arriving admirers, and bugs danced and fluttered around the bright, white lights of the stadium. But hidden away inside the school building massed together were the soon to be graduated class of 2007. Amongst their ranks shifted nervous females, sweaty jocks, jittery nerds, and the remaining rest who were trying to talk away their butterflies. The cocktail of emotions soon ended as the voice of the school's principal echoed over the crowd of senior adorned in loose, black robes.

"I would like to take it upon myself to say that it has been a pleasure to have been your principal, and to have the opportunity to watch you guys transform from the inexperience freshman you once were, to the now wise and more responsible seniors that stand before me today." The principal said as he tried to ease the nerves in the room. "Once you step through those doors, and onto the field. You will be opening a door to a whole new adventure. Some of you may separate and forget one another, but where one door closes, another one opens." In the middle of the crowd Rex chuckled to the cliché sentence their principal tried to pass off. "Life is never a straight shot. And in my experience perception, it is more rugged and jagged than even the wildest mountain trail. But that should not frighten you. It should only make you want to push yourself even further." The tension in the room began to loosen as the older and wiser fur parted words of comfort onto uncertain minds. "When I look at each and every one of you I am comfortable in knowing that the future is in your capable hands, even if some of you spent nearly half of the school semester in detention." The atrium of students laughed. "Now I want you guys to line up just like we did in rehearsal." The principal made one last statement before he left to go inform the audience outside.

It barely took a minute before each and every student was lined up behind each other. As they stood in their uniformed line, the room grew eerily silent before a thunderous wave of applause reverberated inside. Rex, who was 20th in line, was constantly staring at the tall figure of Romell who was two people ahead of him. Even during a ceremony as such, the whale still looked depressed to Rex. Rex could then begin to feel the cooling breeze of the outside world as he approached the steel double doors. For some unknown reason Rex felt a surge of confidence and bravery as he stepped out in sight of the audience. The cheering of the known and unknown adults made him feel more supported than ever before. Were they cheering because they knew him, or just because they were over excited to see their own child graduating? Whatever the purpose, Rex was enjoying the sensation. The long line of seniors soon divided into rows of students as they were escorted to their seats. With the last student in place, the principle motioned for everyone to take a seat. The roar of the crowd slowly calmed down as the atmosphere grew littered with silence, and random flashes of lights.

Minutes passed, speeches were given, and diplomas were handed out. Tears soaked a couple of students' robes, and soft chuckles sometimes managed to be heard by all. The ceremony was moving along at a slow and crawling pace. As for Rex, his attention did not once deter from his mate that sat further down the row from him. Although the stadium speakers boomed, and the constant flashes of cameras sparkled everywhere. Rex found his mind constantly focused on the orca. Not once did he manage to see the whale left his head from the ground. It was as if a phantom apparition kept a firm hold on the orca's head. Rex was worried more than ever, and had no idea for what the reason were. A large symphony of applause soon broke out and Rex's attention was pulled away from his mate.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Rex's principal spoke as he took the podium. "Before you today is the future of America. Whether they choose to become a burden or to take this country into a whole new direction is upon their shoulders. We have taught them all we've. We've watched them grow up from the kids who yearned to learn, to the young adults who will pass down the information they've gathered." The principal said as he held his head high. "But as of today, their future, our future, this world's future is in their hands. I would like to present to you the Class of 2007!"

In the most cliché manner, but the most traditional standard, the graduated class of 2007 tossed their caps into the blushing spring evening. It looked like diamonds were raining from the heavens as the sky filled with flash after flash of camera lights. The seniors couldn't help but celebrate. The girls hugged each other, and so did some of the guys. The principal went around shaking hands and patting students on their backs. The school mascot, whoever he was, did back flips and other antics that might've seemed unnecessary. But it didn't matter, not to the seniors. They've spent eighteen or nineteen years of their lives going to school every day from 7am to 3pm. To not celebrate would seem stupid and retarded. The only sad thing was that they would have to do it all again in the next couple of months. Back to the old academic grind. They would all have to start once again as freshmen and work their way up the alumni ladder.

The charged atmosphere in the stadium sluggishly began to die down as students and parents left. The once grassy and crowded football field quickly emptied into the parking lot as the students gathered together. Rex, who was halfway to his car, was stopped by the sound of Romell calling his name from his car. Rex quickly grew a smile as he ran towards the whale. Maybe his mate was filling better. Maybe it was just the butterflies in his stomach that made him feel that way. At least now his mate was back to normal. As Rex approached the blue S.U.V, his mind raced with happy thoughts. But as he stood before the whale he noticed that the expression on the orca's face still looked the same.

"Rex, I have to tell you something." Romell said as he stared at the steering wheel.

"W-what is it?" Rex said. The husky was afraid of what the whale would say. Was he breaking up with him? Was he going to say he had been unfaithful? Every scenario from A to Z flashed before Rex's eyes as he stared at the whale waiting for a response.

"I can't go to the same college as you." Romell said bluntly.

"Wait, I thought you said you were accepted." Rex looked at the whale in confusion.

"I was. It's just- I can't- I'm sorry ok." Romell said as he turned the key and started the ignition.

"But why?" Rex did his best not to burst out into tears from the heartbreak.

"I don't know why. I just choose to do this." Romell continued looking down at the steering wheel.

"But you and I were going to go check out the campus over the summer. How can you just change your mind like that?" Though Rex fought with every strand and fiber of self-restraint he had, trails of tears still managed to roll down his cheeks.

"The school is all the way in Hawaii. I'll be gone for most the summer, but I'm sure you can enjoy looking at the campus without me." Romell said. Although the orca didn't show it, his heart battered against his chest in pain. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt anybody, especially not his mate.

At this point in time Rex was more down trotted than ever. A relationship he and whale had built up over a period of months came crumbling down in seconds. It didn't matter what the whale would say to him from that point on, it would all be meaningless because the result would still be the same. But even if the whale was leaving that didn't mean they couldn't spend the night together.

"I have to leave tonight so I can get myself situated for the summer." Romell's words carried splinters dipped in venom as they struck deep into Rex's heart.

Stunned, breathless, motionless, Rex just stood on the opposite side of the driver's door as his mind went totally blank. The pain in his chest so immense that it felt as if just breathing alone would cause his lungs to explode. Romell knew nothing he could say would evict the pain that Rex was going through. In his mind he felt that the canine was only reminded of the pain the longer he stayed in his sight. That was the only problem Romell knew he could fix. So with a firm grip on the gear shift, Romell changed gear and drove off. Even he, the big, muscular, and strong whale found his self wiping tears from his eyes as he drove away.

The once crowded parking lot quickly empties with the exception of two cars. One car, who's owner seemed to be nowhere in sight, and the other car, where Rex sat motionless as he stared out the front window. The poor canine's mind was literally blank. He wanted to cry, but he found the tears were too hard to make. He wanted to yell in frustration, but he lacked the energy and will to force it out. So with a motionless face, and a silent interior, Rex sat in the leather seat of his car as he stared out onto the lifeless football field. His eyes transfixed on the grassy field, Rex didn't flinch as he heard the passenger door open beside him. At that point Rex was so depressed and defeated he didn't care what happened to him. Slowly the frame of the car lowered closer to the ground as the extra weight of the unknown person sat down beside Rex. Rex knew who the person was. Deep down inside, the husky wanted something or someone there for him.

"I see he finally broke the news to you." Though Rex wasn't looking at the person face, he knew they had a big smile plastered on their face. "You see, I never gave up ownership of you. I just temporarily let you out for some fresh air. But now that you see nobody wants, and your only purpose is to be underneath me, I think it's time for you to comeback." No matter how hard Rex had tried to convince himself it wasn't true, the fact that Romell had left him kept reminding him of how true it was. "You're nothing more than my property, and I choose to do with you as I see fit." The voice beside Rex growled. "Now that you realize that your place is beside me, then you know what you have to do tonight. I'll be waiting." The voice said before exiting the car.

The frame of the car quickly rose from the ground as the weight returned to normal. Rex continued staring out the window as his eyes finally began to gather a pool of tears. The canine didn't want to believe, but the evidence was there. And be it as it may, Rex had nothing left to suffice. So what if his sense of self-identity had to be sacrificed, Rex just wanted to feel as if he was needed or loved. Anything would do as long as the bone breaking pain in his chest was gone. Then it hit Rex. The guy was right. He was more than right. Sure he didn't spend a majority of his time trying to keep him. But no matter how hard Rex tried to ignore him, Rex found the bull always watching him. Maybe it was the bull's way of showing that he still wanted him, but at the same time Rex knew the bull only wanted him for the sex. Did it matter anymore though? Romell had broken up with him and didn't even mother to try to make him feel better. Plus nobody would love him as much as Romell did, so why not rest at the bottom of the deepest, darkest abyss that was the will of Dominique. If it meant someone would show him some form of love then so be it.

The night had approached and the highway became littered with cars full of graduated seniors. Local clubs and taverns bulged with the overwhelming crowds of young adults that seem to come in by the dozens. The night air, charged with the mixture of adrenaline and excitement, felt electrified as the local town seemed to burst with life. However, as for Rex's friends they were gathering snacks and drinks at the nearest gas station as they prepared for their senior joy ride.

"Hey Dana bring back some bottles of water while you're in there!" Ray shouted from beside the car as he pumped the gas.

"You got money. Go do it your damn self!" The feline said as she walked into the building.

"Scrub!" Ray shouted.

Inside the store Rika and Brooker were constantly walking up the aisles as they pondered just what exactly they should get. Being that the ride was going to be spontaneous, and there was no telling where they might end up at, it made it that much harder to decide what they should take for snacks. Brooker, whose mind was split between what kind of chips to get or whether he should go check out the adult magazine section, was tapping his feet in concentration. As for Rika, her decision wasn't so difficult. In her mind if someone didn't like the kind of soda she got, they could always trade with the person beside them.

"Brooker you aren't ready yet." Kendra said as she approached the liger with an armful of pies and candies.

"Nope." Brooker said bluntly.

Kendra knew why the liger didn't choose anything yet. She noticed how the big cat's eyes went from staring at the rack of chips to gazing at the shelf of nudie magazines that rested just a few aisles over. "Well hurry up, we won't sit and wait for you." Kendra said as she made her way to the cashier.

After paying for gas, and stuffing the backseat with bags of snacks, Ray and the rest of the crew drove onto the road. "Hey shouldn't we call Rex and go get him?" Kendra said as she opened a bag of plain potato chips.

"She's right. We can't just leave Rex like that." Rika frowned.

"I'm driving, so one of ya'll have to call'em." Ray said with one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand texting.

"You're an ass." Dana sighed as she pulled her cell phone from her purse. In a speed that could only be acquired from thousands of text messages, Dana dialed up the husky's number.

"Hello?" Rex's voice erupted from the speakers of the feline's phone.

"Rex, where are you?" Dana asked.

"I'm home, why what's up?" Rex replied.

"We're going on a road trip, you with us?" Dana had a big smile on her face as she held the phone to her face.

"Nah, I think I'll stay home this time." Though the sound was very faint, Dana could've sworn she heard the sound of gravel being walked on in Rex's background.

"Are you sure?" the feline asked.

"I'm positive. You guys go ahead and have fun." Rex answered.

"Alright." With that Dana hung up.

Rex felt sorry for lying to his friends. He wasn't home. He was miles away from it. As Rex stuffed his cell phone back into the pocket, he fought against the idea of lifting his head up from the rocky terrain he walked upon. He knew what lied ahead of him. He knew because he chose to go there. There was no turning back, not after he had drove so far into the driveway of the person's house. Not to mention that Rex had sent a message earlier letting the person know he was there. Even without lifting his head up from the coarse terrain of small rocks, Rex could still see the faint glow that disseminated all the way from the porch light. Its faint, orange glow flickered along the rocks as it illuminated a path for Rex to follow.

Finally approaching the brick steps that led up towards the wooden door, Rex took one last deep breath before he convinced his body up the seemingly small staircase. Each step felt more degrading than the last. Why was he now feeling regret about his decision? Was something going to happen? No, this was exactly what Rex wanted. He knew what he was coming to do, and he shouldn't feel any regret about. Besides, who would care? His friends wouldn't understand even if he told them. And even though Romell didn't know it, his decision to leave was all Rex needed to understand what the orca thought of their relationship. Just inches from the door and seconds from making a milestone decision, Rex pauses before raising a hand to knock on the hard, oak door. His mind clear, and his nerves steeled, Rex gave three soft taps before waiting for some to answer. With an eerie creak partnered with a slow withdraw, the wooden door opened as it revealed a brown bovine in its midst.

With a less than demeaning laugh followed by a grin of overconfidence of the devilish kind, Dominique leaned against the rail of the doorway as he stared at the husky before him. "Even with you standing at my door I still find it hard to believe that this is happening." The bull grinned. "But then, I always knew you'd come back to me one way or another. I just never thought it would take a stupid jock to do the dirty work. It's not as if I paid him to do it. I bet the stupid fuck doesn't even know what's going on, does he?" Dominique said as he looked at the dog. Rex just held his head down as he stared at the wooden planks that lined up neatly sided by side. "I thought so. It's not like I care anyway. Well don't just stand there, take your pitiful ass to the living room." The bull ordered. The entire time Rex's ears were tucked against his head. He didn't have anything to say, to be honest he didn't have the self-confidence to say anything.

His emotions in hiding, and his soul feeling weakened, Rex obediently found his way to the lamp lit living room. The beige upholstery of the chairs, and the cream colored carpet that probably needed cleaning twenty times a week showed little to almost no stains. Unsure of what to do next, Rex just stood in the middle of the room. With a soft snicker, Dominique sits down on the couch and stares at the canine before him. Each second that passes by Dominique spends it gazing over the husky. The last time the bull had a chance like this to examine the husky was way back in middle school. That was a day he could never forget. Dominique remembered how the husky's body was slim to the touch. How the canine's fur felt more seductive than velvet. He remembered how the dog's tail curled behind him. It was the first time Dominique had ever had sex, and since then the canine's furry form was all he could associate with true pleasure. How that flat canine tongue traced along the underside of his bovine cock. The warm, wet feeling he got every time he tried to plunge his cock down Rex's throat. But the one moment, the one memory that stayed as vivid as the day it happened. It was the view of the husky as he writhed in pleasure once the bull had penetrated him. Sure the feeling of having his cock hugged by the fleshy walls of the canine were exceptional, but Dominique found the movements of the dog more enticing, so riveting, so exciting, so beautiful that it was the main culprit for making him climax earlier than what he normally did back then. But now, after years of maturing, the husky's body had filled out into a more attractive shape. The blue eyes that struck lust into his teenage bovine heart years ago, had been replaced with blue eyes that caused his heart to drum every time he laid eyes on the canine. How could he had been stupid as to let the canine go all those years ago? He had fallen prey to temptations of pleasure and sex. The idea of having sex with people who randomly offered it to him made Dominique ravenous. Back then he choose to have sex with many rather than the husky he had. But after puberty passed, and his sexual appetite died down enough to let him think clearly, Dominique realized that the canine had offered him more than just a casual fling, but his heart. However, it was too late. From middle school up until now, Dominique had to watch as the canine grew older, and more mature. And no matter how nice Dominique tried to be towards him, he couldn't help but notice the disgusted look in the canine's eyes every time they feed on his bovine mug. But now look at the canine, back into his grasp once again. It might've been a couple of years, but now Dominique had the husky back under him once again. And to make things even better, Dominique had gotten a more improved version of Rex than the one back in the days.

"I have to admit, you did give me a few moments where I wanted to slap you around, but I knew eventually you would come back. It would just take a while." Dominique smiled as he looked at the husky. "You wanna know something though, remember that day me and you got into that fight in art class back in middle school? After that fight I felt so enraged, yet so excited. My first thought was to rip your throat out, but the look in those blue eyes of yours, how they oozed anger, it fueled my mind with lust and hunger. I wanted to douse that flame of hate and rage you had towards me. I wanted to hold you beneath me while I filled you with my essence, all while you unleashed your hate and anger on me." Dominique said as he licked his lips from the memory of that day. "But instead you ignored me. You just pretended that I no longer existed. This only made me want to prove my existence to you even more. And now that I have you here, I think you understand that I am the only person who can show you the love you want. Unfortunately you'll have to be punished for the grievances you gave me up until now." As Dominique said that, he motioned for Rex to come towards him.

Rex slowly approached Dominique before the bull ordered him to fall to his knees. Rex could only close his eyes as his mind trailed through thoughts of what was about to happen. Was he truly going to go through with this? Was this really his fate, to be at the beck and call of the bovine he had left in his past?

"Lift your chin up." Rex heard the bull order.

What could he do? He chose to do this on his own free will. Rex suddenly felt a cold strap wrap around his neck before he heard a soft click. Opening his eyes, Rex looked into a mirror that Dominique had held up just for him. In its reflection Rex could see his weakened will, but that wasn't what he was looking for. Holding up his chin Rex inspected a leather collar that hugged comfortably around his neck. Its black and waxy surface seemed smooth and uninterrupted with the exception of the metal studs that adorned it.

"A pet should always have a collar around its neck." Dominique gave a toothy grin as he stared at the husky.

Placing the mirror on a nearby table, Dominique began shifting his body around until he felt he was in a comfortable spot on the couch. His form slouched backwards, and his legs spread wide, Rex could easily guess what the bull wanted. Slowly lifting his eyes to meet the bovines', Rex's stomach squirmed and churned as his gaze rose further up the bull's form. Rex's eyes finally met the brown orbs that stared at him with great intent. Just looking into the bull's eyes Rex could feel a sense of dominance he had never noticed from him before.

"Well, don't just sit there." Dominique growled.

Rex knew there was a reason for why the bovine had adjusted his self the way he did. The way he slouched in the couch, how he spread his legs with enough room so that Rex could easily move closer to him. It was all in preparation for what he wanted.

As Dominique sat on the couch waiting for the husky to make a move, he groped at his own growing erection through the denim shorts he wore. He knew the husky would hesitate, but it would all be worth it in the end. Dominique continued groping at his privates as his hand grabbed a handful of himself. He was putting on a show, enticing the dog. Each second meant another grope. Each grope meant his erection would grow harder. And if his erection got harder, it would only mean more pain for the husky in the future.

Rex watched as the bull enticed his own bull hood to spring to life. Though he didn't want to admit it was arousing, or accept the fact that he was enjoying it, Rex couldn't turn away from the view. He watched as the bulge in the fabric grew to where it seemed the fabric would rip apart from not being able to constrain what rested inside. He watched as the bull's hand held and squeezed where ever it could get a decent hold. And with each motion, each action, Rex watched as a miniscule wet spot of pre grew until it seemed the entire bull's crotch was soaking wet. Then out of nowhere, Rex felt his entire being almost vanish from his conscious. Something, something in the air, something in the air caused his body to almost lunge for the bull. It rolled around in his lungs before slithering its shadowy intent into Rex's mind. Rex felt hypnotized, spell-bound, almost leashed to the scent. The husky felt he no longer had any control of his actions. The more that aromatic smell invaded his body, the more Rex felt he'd relinquished control.

Dominique smiled as he watched the husky lift a hand to touch the bulge within his shorts. He knew the canine would eventually break in his resolve. He knew that the pup's genetics would kick in and force him to submit to something that had been passed down through the generations of all canines. It would just take some coaxing. And just like that, Dominique had Rex coercing his concealed member. His considerably smaller hands stroking at the cock that begged for release. Why taunt the canine? He knew that Rex was too deep to turn away. So with a smile, Dominique began unzipping the one barrier that kept the husky from completely enjoying his self.

With the zipper out of the way, Rex watched as Dominique pulled off the denim shorts he wore. In his sight Rex stared at a pair of blue boxer-briefs that hugged against the bovine's frame. The colored fabric stretched as the bull's cock made a more than generous tent in its structure. Rex slowly began to tease the twitching member. His fingers traced along the sides as he felt the ridged muscles that kept it hard and firm. The musk of the bull seemed even stronger now that the shorts were out the way. Each touch begged Rex to take another, until eventually the husky found his self stroking the bull through the fabric. Rex was lost, lost in the actions of his subconscious. It had taken full control and Rex could only watch as his body did things he wouldn't normally do.

Miles away at the nearest airport, Romell sat in a poorly lit corner. His body slumped over as he sulked to himself. In his mind Romell was debating whether or not he had made a horrible mistake. Sure it would pay off in the long run, but what about Rex? Would the husky ever forgive him? Would he understand that Romell did this all for him? However, there was one question that plagued Romell the most. Will he and Rex still remain together, if not, will he ever have the chance to get Rex back? The thought of Rex being in the arms of another enjoying pleasures that he once shared with Romell. It caused a sharp pain in Romell's heart each time he played the scenario in his head. What would he do? Would he fight to get Rex back? Would he force Rex to choose? Would he be able to move on? Each possible outcome was more frightening than the next. Sure he could fight for Rex and pound the guy's face in, but that would only make Rex scared of him. Romell could never force Rex to do anything. It just wasn't in his blood to be that demanding. With a deep breath, Romell continued staring at the white marble floor of the airport. Hopefully things would straighten out and Romell could make a decision. He just prayed that when the time came, it wouldn't be too late. Suddenly a smile broke through the sadden mug of Romell as he thought about the first night he had alone with the canine. Rex, the husky Romell thought would never be attracted to him. Romell cupped his hands together as he spoke softly to himself. He hoped Rex could wait for him, and during that wait, he hoped that nothing or anybody would harm him.

Back at the bull's house, Dominique sat back on the couch with eyes half closed. The view before him was too good to be true. But yet there it was, in his entire view, Rex licking at the head of his cock. He had received plenty of blow jobs before, but none compared to the pleasure he was enjoying at the moment. Most of it came from the knowledge of knowing it was Rex who was doing it, the rest was just natural. The defeated look on the canine's face as his tongue traced along the underside of the bovine's member, the way his cock gleamed from the coat of husky saliva, Dominique was enjoying every bit of it. But even as good as it felt, Dominique knew the husky could do better.

"If you're thinking about that stupid whale you shouldn't waste your time. He left you and that's that. Don't you think if he cared about you he would've brought you with him, or stayed with you?" Dominique knew where his words were aimed. He knew the potent venom they carried with them. But that was his intention, to destroy every bit of self-confidence, and self-worth the canine had. Unfortunately his plan was serving its purpose.

In Rex's mind, the bull was right. Surely Romell would have given him a heads up, or he would have at least talked it out with him. But no, Romell waited to the last minute. Little by little the bull's words sunk deeper into Rex's mind. Every crevasse, every trench, every crack within his psyche became filled with the bovine's words of degradation. With one hand already firmly around the girth of the rod, Rex aimed the bovine's cock towards his muzzle. Its pink head heavily glossed over by the saliva Rex had laid onto it. Was Rex really going to go through with this? Was he prepared to give in to the bull's will? It would be the tight grip of the bull's hands around his ears that would choose Rex's decision.

With a sharp tug of his arms, Dominique drove Rex's face into his groin. The sound of the husky gagging, along with the warm, moist feeling surrounding his cock caused Dominique to sharply inhale in pleasure. The way the canine's tongue wormed around as it tried to make space for the canine to breath. The way the walls of the husky's mouth hugged his sensitive bovine head, Dominique was going to enjoy every ounce of pleasure the dog had to offer. Even if he had to force it out of him.

Rex felt his throat tighten as his lungs fought for air. He could feel his throat clench around the head of the bull's cock. The bull's actions were so fast, so rapid that Rex barely had a chance to catch a breath before his muzzle was completely filled. He did his best to cope with the little space he had left, but it allowed little to almost no room for him to breath. Luckily Dominique loosened his grip as he began to remove his member little by little from the husky's mouth.

Dominique heaved a heavy sigh of content as he felt the cool room air rush across the soaked flesh of his dick. He had tried this plenty of times with other people, but each one jerked, coughed, and gagged relentlessly for air. Dominique would have to thank the stupid whale for prepping the husky the way he did. Once again Dominique pulled the canine's face down onto his cock. The feeling was too great not to try again a second time. He loved the way his cock slowly warmed up as the dog's muzzle wrapped around it. Over and over again, Dominique slammed his cock into Rex's throat. He wanted to put as much of himself down the husky's throat as he could. With each thrust into the dog's mouth Dominique found his self growling in delight. Oh if only that stupid whale could see how he was supposed to fuck this husky.

His boarding call made seconds before hand, Romell slowly followed the metal corridor to the plane. His mind still replayed the memories of him and Rex. He remembered how he first met the husky unofficially. Back then, Rex seemed more timid, and self-conscious of his self. He remembered how Rex helped him when he was nervous before his first game. Well, it was indirectly, but he helped him none the less. Romell could only chuckle as he thought of this. It was amazing how much the husky had changed since then. To go from the shy, timid, and self-conscious to the spontaneous, nonchalant husky he knew. It was a complete metamorphism. He could only wonder what Rex would be like when he returned, probably even more spontaneous. Finally reaching the end of the hall, Romell stood as he eyed the aisles of empty plane seats.

"I wonder what you're doing." Romell whispered to himself as he found his seat.

It was better if Romell didn't know what Rex was doing. His heart would've been broken by the sight of his mate. The husky's face almost fully covered in sweat and drool. The fur that covered his muzzle rested in wild directions as they were matted down by the saliva. Dominique had done his best to make the scene as sloppy as he could. And the gasping canine, mixed with the unruly look of his fur gave Dominique a memory to last. As he held Rex away from his cock, Dominique took a pause to catch his breath. He had spent the entire time having the dog deep-throat him without mercy. Although Rex had spent majority of the time resisting the bovine cock from being buried deep down into his throat, Dominique found the extra fight more exciting.

Rex on the other hand, felt like shit. His throat throbbed in pain from the constant punching of the bull's cock. The god awful taste of the bovine's pre tasted salty and expired. If it wasn't for the hypnotizing musk of the bull, then surely Rex would have left. But no matter how much he thought about it, the fact that Romell was gone kept him kneeled at the bull's position. Besides, would Romell even want him if he had found out what he had did not too soon after he left?

"Get on the floor." Rex heard the bull ordered. Rex looked back as he eyed the cream colored carpet. Didn't the bull have a room they could go to instead? What if they got caught by his parents? How would Rex explain being naked on their carpet in front of their son? "Get on the fucking floor!" The sudden roar caused Rex to flinch. It must didn't matter to the bull, that or he had nothing to worry about. So Rex obeyed and laid flat on the floor. "No on your stomach." Dominique grinned as he stroked is spit coated rod.

With a heavy gulp, Rex looked up at the bull that towered over him. The front of his stature shaded by the beaming lamp light behind him made Dominique seem more sinister. His hefty size casted a shadow that engulfed the husky's smaller frame. And the sight of the bull stroking his cock slow and steady as it dripped pre onto the carpet, made Rex apprehensive of the situation. With his throat feeling drier than a towel just brought in off the clothing line, Rex flipped over revealing his round rump.

Dominique kept his smile plastered on his face as he scanned over the suppressed form of the canine. Even through the khaki cargo shorts the husky wore, Dominique could still tell how considerably round the dog's rear was. Its supple form curving ever so gently, it looked as if it were carved by the gods themselves. And the husky's bi-colored tail that softly swayed in the room air, Dominique felt as if it beseeched him to prevail over its existence. As he stood there Dominique began to drool with excitement. In just a few minutes, maybe even seconds, it would be that canine's rear that would house and hug his cock in its entirety. Dropping to his knees and approaching the husky, Dominique began caressing up the legs of dog. The soft strands of fur ruffled against his fingers as his hands trailed further up the canine's legs. The warmth of dog's legs felt orgasmic as it channeled into Dominique's fingertips. Finally reaching the top of Rex's trousers, Dominique took a firm grip as he held tightly onto the rim of the dog's shorts. It happened so quickly that Rex barely felt his body move from its position. In one fluid motion, Dominique had managed to snatch off the canine's shorts in a flash.

The sudden feeling of cold air snaking over his exposed rear made Rex slightly shiver. This was it. The stage had been set, and the actors were prepared, at least one of them. The young, strapping bull ready to plow his pet down into the submissive role he was meant to play. And the heartbroken husky whom felt as if his whole world was nothing more than a toy for the bull's amusement. However, deep down inside, Rex's mind continued to think of grand moments that had been spent with his mate, Romell. The thoughts didn't last long though. Like a mirror shattered by a brick, Rex's memory came crashing down as he felt the bull shove something wide and flexible into his rear. The sudden intrusion caused Rex to whimper and flinch instantly as he tried to cope with the unexpected advancement of the bovine.

That was the view he hoped for. That was the sight Dominique had grown to miss. It was the sight of Rex writhing underneath him. The view of the canine's head held in the air and his body flinching sporadically, Dominique felt as if he had been sent back in time to the first time he lost his virginity to Rex. The only difference was that Rex had grown out more, and so did he. Looking down at the finger he had embedded into Rex's tailhole, Dominique could only lick his lips at the way the canine's anal ring cuffed around his digit. As he slowly withdrew his finger, Dominique felt a quiver ripple through Rex's legs. Surely the husky had been exposed to this treatment plenty times before, but why did it feel as if the dog was defying his exploits? Didn't matter, once Dominique had the dog prepped he would eventually meld perfectly into his plan. If only he could force that stupid whale to watch him. Oh that would make this moment even greater.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I am your flight attendant Jesse. We will be taking off shortly. If you are sitting in a seat near the exit aisle, please do not place your at your feet, as this will cause serious injuries in-case of emergencies." Romell listened as he stared out the window. The dark night sky seemed calm and pleasant. Even with the mass amounts of lights coming from the airport, Romell could still see the stars that shone brilliantly in the sky. Their diamond like features glistened in the air as a few twinkled, and a few others flickered. Romell wished that he could show Rex the view he was looking at. The thousands of stars that hung carelessly in the sky would've definitely placed a smile on his boo face. But now that he was leaving, and Rex would probably never forgive him, Romell just sighed and continued looking at the sparkling diamonds. Maybe if he had superpowers he could fly to see Rex in just a few seconds, and make it back in time for his flight. The thought made Romell slightly chuckle before he reassigned his gaze back to the stars overhead.

Panting heavily, and sweat pooling in the crevasse of his back, Rex huffed as Dominique continued thrusting his finger inside of him. The constant friction and wriggling, Rex felt as if the bull was trying to excavate his entire inner canal. But despite the feeling, despite the fact that he knew it was Dominique, Rex couldn't deny the fact that the pleasure was there. The faster and deeper the bull's finger went, the more Rex felt his body quiver in pleasure. Rex clenched his fists tightly and bit his bottom lip. Rex did all he could to conceal his need to moan. He knew it would only bestir the bovine's lust even more. That's when it hit him. Rex suddenly knew what the bull was up to. How could he let the bull lead him so far into his plans without realizing it? With a new steeled resolve, and a will re-tempered, Rex clenched his teeth together and began fighting the pleasure the bull laid onto him.

Dominique continued wiggling his finger as he rounded it around the fleshy walls of the canine. He enjoyed the warmth that coated his digit. He enjoyed the tight feeling of the dog's ass hugging every inch of his finger. But most all, Dominique enjoyed the musk of the husky that had became strongly apparent. His joy quickly ended as Dominique noticed that Rex was no longer writhing. Did he grow numb to the sensation? Was he no longer excited by his snaking finger? Did he do something that was a major turn-off for the mutt? Whatever it was Dominique did his best not to let his frustration show. Besides, he felt comfortable he had stretched Rex's ring wide enough. The appetizers were done, and the main course lied before him. Its dark and moist cavern held a pleasure a within that Dominique had dreamed of for years. And now that the opportunity had presented itself, Dominique felt it was time to claim what should've always been his years ago.

The intruder finally gone, and his anal ring reforming back to its natural shape, Rex began to relax. He guessed the bull finally got the hint. It served him right. To lead Rex on as to making him think that Romell had no interests in him none what so ever, the bull deserved a heavy case of blue balls. Suddenly Rex felt an immense weight bear against his back. What was the bovine doing? As he lied underneath the larger bull, Rex felt the bovine tilt to the side. Suddenly Rex felt the bull take a hard and firm grip at the base of his tail. The sudden shock of the situation caused Rex to jolt in surprise, but the mass of the bull kept his body almost frozen.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt that much, unless I change my mind." Rex's right ear twitched from the warm breath of the bovine.

Not too soon after did Rex feel the bovine press something at the base of his tail. It didn't take too much of an imagination for Rex to figure out what exactly was tagging against his entrance. The tale-tale signs were there. The quicken beat of the bovine's heart that Rex could feel pulsing through his back. The sudden and immediate discharge of the bull's musk, Rex felt as if he would be suffocated by the sweaty and pungent aroma. And the moist breath of the bull, Rex shivered as he felt it snake over his sensitive, triangular ears.

Dominique stared at the sight before him. The rosy-pink bud of the husky's rear served as a target for his hardened shaft. Its puckering image only teased him to take more than what it could offer. Each prod each tap each dab only made Dominique more lustful as the pre from his member glossed over the clenched entrance. Dominique's mouth quickly filled with liquid of anticipation as the slick organ inside lolled over his porcelain-like teeth. The soft, cloud-like fur that tickled against his thighs, the round posterior that had been trampled underneath his wide hips, Dominique enjoyed the pre-act more than the thought of initially starting his intentions. It had to be done though. The bull's mind was set on it. The wonders that lied behind the closed, fleshy ring of the canine tempted Dominique's mind with dreams of splendor and effulgence. The thought of the dog moaning in pleasure enticed his mind. The dream of seeing the husky crying his name would be his joie de vivre. But most of all, Dominique would be engulfed in the solace of having the dog ingest his hood in its whole throbbing firmness. To him the atmosphere was right, the mood was set, the time was perfect, Dominique had finally got his moment, and now it was time to seal it.

Suddenly Rex felt the bull wrap his hefty arm around his furry neck. The mixture of fat and muscle made it almost impossible, if not uncomfortable, for Rex to breath. The only thing the husky could do alleviate this undesirable burden was to lift his head back. In the eyes of an unknown spectator, it would look as if the bull had placed Rex in an inescapable submission. In a sense Rex felt that was his exact situation. In a flash, a jolt of pure speed, Rex jumped from a sharp, quick, painful and searing pain that shot up his spine. He tried to run, but the weight of the bull that was once manageable had suddenly doubled its gravity. Rex couldn't escape. He couldn't retreat from the pain. The bull had held him tightly just for this purpose. If it wasn't for how abrupt the point of the bull was, Rex imagined himself cursing loud enough to split the drums of the gods' ears. Rex wanted to be saved. He needed it someone there for him. Where was Romell?

The plane suddenly came to life as it gave a forceful jerk, followed by the whirring of the dynamos behind and beside it. Romell watched as the rough, and ashy ground littered with signs and lines began to crawl beneath him. The emanating aura of light that once erupted from the nearby building into the window was slowly fading away as the plane pulled away from its docking. The 358,000lbs of pure power that incased his body, intimidated Romell to no end. It was to be expected. It was, after all, his first time flying. And despite his unwavering authority and bravado on the ground, Romell coward, and did his best to hide his trembling knees. He knew Rex would only laugh if the pup could see him now.

Tears trailed over Rex's cheeks and muzzle as he tried to dispatch the pain the seemed to continuously bolt from his rear. The pain wasn't from the fact that it was Dominique who caused it, nor was it from girth and length of the bull's own extension. The pain was due to the improper way the bull continued to enter the canine's extant abused rink. Over and over again Rex felt the bull's cock bash against the outer ring of his rosebud, only to cull that exact breadth of flesh inwards. It pained Rex. It forced him to unwillingly tear in malady. But with the bull's hefty arms wrapped around his neck and his wide snout pressed against the husky's, Rex found his self unable to shift around to make his self more comfortable.

Oh how tight he was, the canine was better than he had hoped for. Dominique felt ecstatic, fervent almost perfectly euphoric from the sensation he felt. Whether it was because he hadn't screwed the pooch in the past couple of years or because he had abstained from sex just for this one moment, Dominique found the husky more enjoyable than a warm, silky, pocket pussy that had a perfect balance of lube and pressure. The way the dog's anal passage hugged his thrilling shaft as it rolled an enjoyable amount of pressure up and down his bar. The ridges that rested within sent clouts of ecstasy each time they scraped against his sensitive head. Even if the mutt didn't want to partake in the alacrity that was his pleasure, Dominique knew the dog's body would supply it without its caretaker's permission. The air around him stuffed with the mixture of heat and musk. The drumming of his heart as it jack hammered inside his chest. That, plus the inhuman amount of adrenaline that coursed through his veins, Dominique was brimming over with energy. But he had to hold. He had to keep his rising need sedated enough as to not climax too quickly. Dominique wanted to enjoy the moment. He wanted to drink from cup of joy and excitement that was his sexual dream. However, each time he found his self plugging the canine, the bovine found it harder not to increase in speed and power. The sweating of both him and the canine urged him on. The rising heat between him and Rex only led Dominique further along the road of feral and primal wants and needs. His lungs racing, and his maw agape, Dominique began to softly groan as his organ slithered in and out of the husky's now redden ring.

The speed of the turbines began to increase as Romell watched the lines on the runway pass by quicker and quicker. This was it, there was no turning back. Line after line, partnered with flare after flare, Romell watched as the ground beneath the giant plane rolled along faster and-

Faster Dominique went, his thrust now turning into slams as his hips bashed against Rex's rear. His eyes glazed over from bliss, Dominique watched as his cock buried deep into the husky's entrails. His cock gleam a shiny coat of pre that had been oozed within the dog, and the veins pulsed madly from the pints of blood that had been redirected to it. However, from the lack of blood his brain oh so badly needed, Dominique fell to the unwavering will of his inner beast. Using his arms and only the strength they held, Dominique elevated his torso. His gaze now aerial above the dog, Dominique growled as he slammed with unrelenting strength into the pup beneath him. Splatters of sweat, and seminal fluids rained to the carpet as the bovine's cock burrowed balls deep inside Rex's anal cavity. God-like: it was the only phrase Dominique could think of whilst in his carnal state of mind.

The bright, flashing red lights quickly melded into one as Romell continued staring at the road. The once manageable roar of the engines had now turned inconceivable. And in the distance, far out, but not unreachable, Romell watched as the end of the runway approached with unrelenting-

Fury, savage, Dominique was no longer his self as he slammed his hips with unforgiveable power. He was lost to the realm of exploits, engulfed by the feelings of euphoria and ecstasy, and bound to a code of lust and relish. How much quicker could he go was not a question, but how deep could he go without forcing the dog's heart into his throat. Harder and harder Dominique slammed into Rex, their clash of bodies sounding like a flat iron plate falling into the vast ocean. He was close, oh so close. Harder and harder Dominique bounced his hips. Harder, faster, the inevitable end was-

Lifting and falling, bouncing and hovering, Romell felt his heart quicken in fear. He grasped the arm of his chair with all his might. Any harder and Romell could've left finger prints that could be seen to the naked eye. As he watched the plane quickly reach its last checkpoint for liftoff, Romell's body-

Writhed in agony, tormented in pain, Rex clenched his teeth as hard as he could. The pain was intolerable. The agony of the endurance was unbearable. No longer did he feel pain, but agonizing affliction. Rex wanted it to be over, he was doing all he could to hold in his moans of both pleasure and pain, but the bull's unmerciful actions were tsunamis of power that were battering down his defenses. The friction between the rough carpet and his now hardened tapered cock, Rex was stuck in between two halves of nature's pain. But with the massive amounts of pre that had been emitted from the bull, the harsh penetration of the bovine's cock was now more enjoyable. How much longer would it be before the bull reached the-

End of the runway was yards away, and Romell did his best to handle his fear. But the roaring of the plane and the thoughts of the aircraft erupting in a-

Fiery lust consumed him. Dominique was too close to stop now. He had to achieve maximum-

Pain bored through his rear into mind. It had to end, by any means necessary. So with every bit of will and resolve that wasn't destroyed from the pain, he clenched tightly, Rex focused with hard determination as his anal ring-

Clenched tightly together, Romell would have grinded both set of teeth into dust. He was a big whale who many feared, but now he was a big whale that needed one person beside him the most. But it was too late. The last marker was now before them and Romell-

Focused and determined, Dominique did all he could to try and hold back his approaching climax. But it would prove to be useless. The husky had clenched his ass even tighter around the bull's cock, and this sent a jolt of pleasure of which Dominique had never felt before. His balls tucked in tightly. His stomach quivered with joy. Dominique was going to lose, and in one loud, earsplitting, growl the bull-

Roared throughout the surrounded area of planes and buggies, Romell screwed his eyes closed tightly as he felt the plane leave the ground. But as he realized that he was no longer on the ground and the flight was currently subtle, Romell slowly opened his eyes released a deep-

Grunt of relief. Dominique breathed heavily as his body came down off its drug-like high. He felt as if he had emptied all the years of frustrations deep into the husky's bowels. He could feel the pints of cum sloshing around the canine's inner passages. His body fur soaked in sweat. His muzzle covered in a mixture of drool and sweat. The only thing Dominique could do was breath heavily as he stared down onto the mutt. He was frustrated he didn't get him to scream or cry his name, but the sensation he just went through would surely cover for that, with more to spare. His chest heaving in and out and steam misting up from their actions, Dominique slowly lowered his self unto the husky's back. As he lied there, Dominique felt his shaft slowly soften and return back to its un-swollen self. The mutt wouldn't mind if he took a quick nap. Besides, a pet's approved position is on the end of their master's cock or underneath them.