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From Ice Cream to "Topping" | Arc 1, Chapter 1

Hi, my name is Charlie Fair, and I've just passed my first year of college, I think. It sure was a long year for this lonely little grey wolf, but I got it done and for that I'm proud. The campus is bustling with people leaving in excitement to get back to their lives, summertime or otherwise, and yet here I was just kicking back in my last seat of the term, letting my feetpaws dangle over the desk as I looked up at the ceiling and started to close my eyes. I let the sound of everyone yammering on about the minutia of their lives just drown away as I put my headphones in my ears and turned up the beat.

Why am I not in a hurry like all these other fools you may ask? Well, to be honest... I have nowhere else to be, and nothing else to do. I have nowhere I have to rush off to, and no one waiting at home for me. Consequently, with that irritating proclamation lingering in my mind, I threw my pencil as hard as I could towards the roof of the lecture hall; wedging it straight into the ceiling.

You must understand, I'm a bit of a loner and have never really gotten along with people. Now I can't say whether it's my personality that turns people off, or my beliefs about life, but for some reason ever since my youth I've always been alone and personally, I've come to accept it.

I finally opened my eyes an hour or so later after the sound of everything had died down and took a deep breath, letting my bad thoughts escape me as I grabbed for my backpack, scooped up my sketchpad/textbooks and readied to leave finally, letting my body drag as I knew the day that would most certainly be waiting for me when I got back home; some rounds of online Ultra Crush Bros, a hot cup of chai tea and some... well... fapping... before bed; what else could I do?

The hike back home was pretty good, I had to admit, considering I had to walk in the first place because my car had broken down the other day, and my worthless boss Eddie refused to give me a raise for all the hard work I put into our stupid little ice cream parlor, subsequently leaving me less than mobile for what I predicted would be an additional several weeks span; of course assuming I'm willing to only live on ramen noodles.

I digress though, the summertime heat felt good against my fur as the wind beat against me softly, letting me really embrace the weather here in my tiny little hamlet of the world; Addlelark City, which if the commercials -trying to milk people into moving to this little nothing town- would have you believe, is the best place in the world to live. Now I do have to agree there is no shortage of one thing here, but I wasn't inclined to share that thought with people I didn't care about at school.

However, I'll let you in on the secret though; the hottest guys you'd ever believe seem to fall from the sky here. I'd often go to our college swim meets just to make sure that I got my fill of eye candy and delicious bulges, and no one thankfully ever asked me that stupid question "What are you gay or something?" For that reason, I've always been thankful for not letting anyone into my world.

I just couldn't help the way I felt, but a hot guy to me is the equivalent of a delicious ice cream cone; something to be enjoyed slowly and licked over and over again, even after it's made a mess all over you. The thought alone was getting me hard as I tried to hide -since I had innocently forgot I had went commando today- my cock from slipping out the bottom of my shorts. Endeavored that I could, I tried focusing on my trek home, but only found myself further falling prey to naughtier thoughts invading my horny little mind; of all the delicious dogs, cats, lions, leopards, foxes, and so on that live here in this little town.

I wanted all of them in secret of course; to wrap my arms around their bodies and massage everywhere my paws could reach. To nuzzle my muzzle against theirs, as we lick at each other softly for a kiss or two. The best of it all though -at least in my dirty imagination- is when I would wrap my muzzle around their cocks, and just enjoy all the smell and warmth they had to offer; their precum dripping all over my tongue and down my throat, as I worked my way up and down their shaft, cherishing every moment I was there.

For all these impulsive and grand thoughts however, no one ever seemed to notice me. Even to the few I've ever openly expressed interest in, they either pretended to ignore me, or just seemed not to feign interest. I know there are plenty of people in the world who are far worse off than me, but I still never find it wrong to say that it sucks to be me.

After a rather lengthy walk, I was only about a mile or two away from my apartment finally when my cellular phone rang in my pocket, startling me enough in my deep thoughts to even make me lose my hard on finally. Upon reviewing the display, I saw that it was my boss trying to reach me, more than likely calling to ask if I'd like to come in for an extra shift today, which I really didn't want to, but then -remembering my car situation- begrudgingly unlocked my touch screen device to answer the call.

"Hey boss. What's going on?" I said in a normal tone, my paw instead expressing my disinterest by shaking in rage. I mean come on; who ever really wants to answer a call from work? I tried my best to just let that irritated feeling pass as he spoke on about whatever situation had happened at work, implicating one of my other coworkers in a murder charge and blah blah blah...

After finally his explanation had faded, he finally popped the question "Can you come in?" to which I could only respond yes, and ended the call in a thankless tone. I put my phone back in my pocket, stopped to rummage through my backpack to make sure I had my work uniform, and then started making my way to work; several miles in the opposite direction I had already been walking...

"Daddy I want that color, and the pink one, and that one, and those ones, and wow look they have candy too..." The eager little girl rambled on as the father stared at her as blankly as I'm sure I was doing myself. We nodded in silent agreement as I made this absurd tower of ice cream, collected the cash, and watched as they walked out the shop, the father scratching his head in disbelief at his daughter, but me shaking my head in disapproval at him.

"Letting your child have what she wants like that will only make her grow up spoiled and bitchy, and all I can say is good luck with that dude." I contemplated to myself as I cleaned off my prep counter first, and then proceeded to stand around jaded behind the register for another hour afterwards. Mine was a simple job, but boring to be sure. Worst off, It wasn't as if I had anything else to do, seeing that everything stays super clean in this place because we never really get more than ten or so customers in here per day.

I got to admit the amazing thing about this job though; it is so super nice when some Adonis of an animal comes in and then sits down to enjoy his ice cream, me watching as their tongues lap across the cone, myself wishing their tongues were working around my dick instead. I guess those kind of thoughts about guys all the time comes with the whole being single territory, right?

I couldn't seem to help myself at that point; my manager was out for the day and there was no one else here at all. Unflinchingly I made my way towards the back office and disabled the lobby security camera, an easy enough task considering that I was the one that had to install the damn things in the first place. As I came back up to the front, I passed another quick glance around the store to make sure no one was in fact there, and started slowly to unzip my fly. I wasn't nervous at all, in fact I had done this several times before. Sure it wasn't right, but I say screw it; I hate this damn job.

As I pulled my knot from out my pants, I recognized that lots of precum had already accumulated there, my anticipation and horniness paramount, which only further drove my urges. So in response I fondled at this base of my cock tenderly, allowing every caress to really be felt, with me moaning softly as pre continued to dribble down the length of my balls, forming a nice slippery lube I liked to use to paw off with. After that, I leaned forward against the serving display and let my body rest on it, all while I continued to run my finger around the tip of my now exposed cock, feeling throbs of pleasure rush throughout my being. It felt so good whenever I was able to rub one out; not like there was anyone else who could do it for me.

My fun continued for just a little longer, kind of edging myself every time I got close to cumming, because I didn't want to finish too early; then what else would I do at work hehe.

I had closed my eyes as I was on the verge of finally blowing my load, feeling my cum swell up inside me, when I was interrupted -well startled more like it- by the sound of the bell that rang whenever a customer came in to the shop. I quickly threw my work apron over my exposed dripping member as a kindly looking German Shepherd came in through the entrance; with a cowboy hat in one paw and a genuine smile that could pierce any animal's heart.

I tried to really focus on thoughts that would make my boner go down quickly as he approached the serving counter, myself just kind of lost in the way that he presented himself. Firstly, he stood up tall and straight, his broad shoulders really filling out the rest of his built figure. Next there was his six piece button up shirt, only done up about a third of the way, exposing his rather muscular chest. Lastly, he wore these tight fitting cowboy jeans, taut enough to where if I wasn't mistaken, I could see the girth of his cock silhouetted through his pants, and damn was he packing some heat. I wanted to drool in the ambiance of this fur, but realized where I was and gathered my thoughts together so I could service him... I mean serve him.

"Aft...erno...nnn ss...s...iirr!" I stammered like a little school boy as the dog's presence put me on edge. I could smell his scent from all the way across the counter, his very essence wrapping my mind around more delicious thoughts.

"Afternoon! How are you this fine day?" The Shepherd replied earnestly, his honest smile still trapping me... immobilizing me with its sincerity. Truthfully I just wanted to extend my arms out and -what it looks like I could with his build- wrap myself around him, hiding in his presence the submissive side of myself all the while he would stroke my back. My imagination was running wild with so many ideas; guess I really should have finished the job a couple minutes ago, so I wouldn't be so horny. "Ahem... I asked, how are you today?" He asked again, snapping me out of head.

"Oh me, I'm great!" I answered in quick response, not wanting to disappoint him.

"Well, that's nice..." He said as we stared each other for another second or two, my eyes probably screaming "Fuck me now please!" After the pause, he smiled at me again and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "So, can I go ahead and order?"

"Oh god, yes, I'm sorry. What would you like?" I felt like an idiot now, making him wait for the obvious reason he had come in here for in the first place. Like this beauty of an animal would come in here for me -scoffs-. So I took the ice cream scooper in one paw, and grabbed at the single serve waffle cones we had with my other, ready for whatever this handsome god wished for.

"Actually, I didn't come in here for ice cream..." He remarked with a solemn tone as his smile faded, my heart jumping up into my throat as he did so, putting me into an instant nervous sweat.

Immediately, my mind swam in an entirely different direction of assessments of him, with contemplations of robbery and vandalism in the forefront of my mind. Instinctively, I had already dropped the scooper back into the hot water basin it had previously been resting in, and reached my paw under the counter; ready to hit the panic button that I knew rested there if I had to.

"Excuse me. Why did you come here cowboy?" My tone was already defensive I could tell, and it was hard for me not to go and bare my teeth a little at this possible threat to my life. I mean sure, if it came down to it, I'd let him rob the store. This job is nowhere more important than my life. However, messing with me was another story. I may not be inundated with muscles like him, or even a big guy so I could overpower him, but this best described twink-ish wolf could hold his own. Watching countless episodes of my favorite anime taught me all about fighting styles; although I never practiced the damn moves further after initially seeing them.

"Whoa! Whoa, slow down there little guy. That came out wrong. Umm... damn, that's a bad start." The dog whined before he began to fumble around with his hat now, calming me down in the process with this meek display of his. Consequently, I stopped snarling for a second and then realized how stupid I was acting.

Unfortunately afterwards, I had realized that his smile had faded before because he was shy about something, not necessarily because he was going to do anything bad. I rescinded my paw from the alarm and instead gave the dog a confused look as he spoke. "Umm hi... can we start this over again? My name is Daniel, and no I'm not trying to rob you. Sorry if I may have scared you." He looked at me sincere again as he said it; damn him and those beautiful brown eyes.

"Well, you sure had me going for a second. Sorry about that, it's just I'm kind of weird around strangers... I don't know."

"That's alright. I'm the one that should be apologizing. Oh, but you do know me. Or perhaps, at least, have seen me before. I sat a couple rows behind you in art 101 this past term at the college." As he offered tangible memories, I finally let my heart slow down as I thought about him hard for a second and tried to place the face, seeing as I didn't really ever lift my head in class anyway.

As he did a quick spin around so I could get a good look at him, I finally remembered who he was -after I got a good look at his butt region- remembering this one time we had bumped into each other in the hallway and I fell over onto him, my face landing right on his tail. I had ran off pretty quickly afterwards in embarrassment, so I'm sure he forgot who did that to him. Hopefully, he didn't remember that situation...

"Oh right, I remember you now. Okay yeah, I recall hearing your name in roll call a couple times. The name was Adams, right?" I had pulled that memory from out of nowhere, just wanting him not to remember our true first meeting.

"Yeah, the last name's Adams, but please call me Daniel. Anyway, Charlie..." I actually adored hearing my name said by him. Something about his voice was smooth and calming. In fact, I'm sure a whisper in my ear from him could make me shiver in an instant. "I came in here to ask you a question. Well first, actually to return this back to you." He continued on before he reached inside his hat and pulled out a small drawing notebook, myself instantly recognizing it as mine.

How did I know it was mine? Well, kind of hard not to realize it right away seeing as it had a Rorschach illustration on it, which honestly looked like a well endowed horse cock to me, though to others I couldn't speak for what they saw, and never cared. I grabbed the book quickly from his grasp and peered through it, making sure everything was intact. I had to admit, I was a little embarrassed that I left this behind at school; seeing as it contained several sketches of naked guys going at it.

"Umm... thank you Daniel. Sorry if you saw anything... inappropriate inside." I said shyly, my face blushing.

"No, no it's alright. I gotta admit I did look; your drawings are really well done. You've got a good chance at an excellent future as an artist." He smiled back at me as my tail instantly began to wag like mad, this guy really hitting a sensitive subject within me. No one has ever praised or appreciated my art, yet here he stood, buttering me up with it. I was in heaven, and with me so in awe, he could've shot me now, if he was indeed trying to rob me, and I probably wouldn't have even noticed.

"Wow, thank you! That is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me." I was happy. I knew it, because I felt better than I usually feel about myself. It felt good to feel this great; I need to remember this feeling.

"Well you deserve the comment. To be honest, I wanted to tell you that a long time ago, but wasn't too sure if you wanted to talk to me. Seeing as that one time you accidentally pushed me into the ground." He chuckled then looked at me knowingly.

"Dammit, he remembered" I thought to myself ashamed.

"Anyway, before I lose my nerve to ask you..." I didn't know what he was going to say next, but my heart sure felt like it was fluttering. "Now that the summer has started, and college is out, I was wondering if you'd ever like to stop on by my place, maybe play some games or something? I've noticed you like drawing video game characters, and figured you'd like to play some time."

I wasn't sure if I was hearing him right, seeing as my heart was beating so loudly with excitement, I'm sure he could hear it too. Was someone actually asking me to spend time with them? Moreover importantly, was this marvel of a dog, with his rock hard features, asking me to hang out with him? I would've cried, but that would have been just too dramatic.

"Wow, Daniel that sounds great!" I replied so readily and happily, I'm sure he thought I was going to bound out from behind the counter and give him a hug.

"Why don't I get your number and maybe we can hang out soon? Does tomorrow actually sound good to you?" Wow was all I could think while I wrote down my number for him. "Alright! Well, before I make a bigger fool of myself, I better get going; gotta go clean up the place if I'm going to have a visitor. I'll see you tomorrow, okay Charlie?" He smiled as he rested his paw on top of mine.

In truth, I could've melted from ecstasy right then and there. I was beaming with a grin you wouldn't believe as I bravely wriggled my paw a little against his fingers.

"I'll be there for sure!" I yelled almost excitedly as he flashed that amazing smile at me again, as he put back on his hat and started for the exit. "Wow, I just met a god!" I reflected as I was starting to regain my composure. As soon as Daniel had got to the door he turned around, lowered the brim of his hat in that sexy cowboyish way -coupled with a wink-, and made his way down the road.

I just stood there in utter surprise. I didn't know what to think. Was I dreaming? Was this all real? I breathed a sigh of relief, and finally felt the butterflies leave from my stomach after finally moving around again. Upon shifting my weight finally though, I had realized how soaked in precum I was. I had totally forgotten that I had only just covered my knot with my apron and didn't actually put it back into my pants, and with all this attention I was getting I'm sure I was hard the entire time. I looked up at the window and started to think to myself, "Oh god, did he see me pawing off?"

Tomorrow is going to be an interesting day. I can't wait. Let's see what happens...