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Unjust Love

A Shepherd’s Love: Part Ten

By Roofles

The only light seeping into the hotel room was from the crack in the curtains, a stray shaft of moonlight, and the city light below combined together, slipped through to illuminate the two in bed. Tan Colt, the large German Shepherd K-9 unit officer and Bradley’s partner, had pinned Bradley to the bed after the human teased him once he’d gotten off.

“You really do get that from your family, don’t cha’?” Tan Colt growled down at him, holding Bradley’s wrists against the bed as he ground his rear end over the human’s groin. The German Shepherd still had his tight-fitting white jock on. The front of it was damp with pre. It only accentuated the pronounced bulge trapped within the stretch fabric barely contained between his thick furry thighs.

It was hard for Bradley to focus elsewhere. His lustful thoughts hadn’t dampened even after getting off and his curiosity for his friend and partner’s body was only stirring his spent member back to life. Renewing his sexual interest in returning the favor.

“Do what?” Bradley just smirked in reply. His breath still smelled of the mixture of drinks he’d downed throughout the day. He was a large guy and Tan Colt hadn’t been too worried about it. After meeting Bradley’s family, he understood the need to impair oneself with alcoholic beverages.

“That mouth of yours…” Tan Colt eyes glazed over for a second as he gripped Bradley’s jaw tightly with a hand, turning the human’s head slightly to one side. “The things that mouth can do…” He huffed, a hot breath out. It washed over Bradley’s face as the K-9 leaned forward, closer to the human. Tan Colt took a breath and Bradley could feel the air rush around his face as the K-9 sniffed him. “Bradley…”

For a second, Bradley thought he was going to get kissed. Not that he’d complained. A bit of foreplay and affection before the fun could get him going a second or third time in a night. Tan Colt didn’t though. The K-9 laid over him, just flopping down on the startled human who groaned underneath him.

“Oof, ya’ big lug…” Bradley tapped out, but the K-9 didn’t move as he fussed with something on the side of the bed. “What are you doing?”

“I’m asserting my dominance to make sure my role as top dog is clear.” Tan Colt just growled softly above him. The weight of the K-9 alone pinned the human under him. Bradley was sure it wasn’t just from how thick the K-9 was.

Tan Colt had mentioned once or twice in passing that his body wasn’t exactly… normal. He was far heavier, for starts. Something to do with the altercations the scientists back in Project Tomorrow had done to his body. Stronger bones, thicker body mass, a natural sort of padding to protect the more vital organs only added to that. Add in the mechanical… updates to the K-9 and Tan Colt had to be pushing several hundred pounds of extra weight for the six seven K-9.

The bed gave way underneath him, thankfully, cushioning Bradley from the furry mass lazing over his body. Their legs tangled together, and Bradley found himself more hugging the K-9 against him than trying to push the oaf off. The feel of that lush thick, dense furry body lying over him like. Rubbing down on him. Pressing, trapping, keeping him pinned like this.

Bradley’s fingers gripped Tan Colt’s sides, squeezing the K-9 body as he huffed out a struggled breath of air.

“Dominance, huh?” Bradley toyed with the word, breathing it out against one of the German Shepherd’s triangular ears. “What kind of Dom…in…ance… did you have in mind?” His breath was warm and wet, and it washed over the sensitive fur within Tan Colt’s ear as Bradley teased the word out. The K-9’s ear flicked, and Tan Colt shifted his whiskers as he tried to suppress a whine from the feel of it.

“I’m top dog.” Tan Colt tried to start up, pushing the subject. Wanting to grasp and gain control of the situation before it slipped out of his fingers again. Bradley had so smoothly taken charge moments ago and Tan Colt found his snout between the human’s legs before he fully knew what was happening.

Not that he minded… just…

“Are you now?” Bradley voice deepened as he spoke and he hung onto each word, drawing them out in a lustful manner. “You? My big… tough… strong… boy? Tanner Colton. The most incredible… wonderful… capable… K-9 within the unit?”

Tan Colt’s tail wagged, and his ears folded back but it didn’t stop the human from going on.

“My. Tan. Colt.” Bradley nipped at his ear and was rewarded with a whine that time. “So big. So strong. So capable. Handsome and just. So. Very…” Bradley did bite down this time. Softly, with his teeth. Chewing on the loose skin of the K-9’s ear before sliding his tongue along it to the tip. “Good.”

The K-9 shifted on top of him and Bradley “oofed” again from the weight as the K-9 slid to his side, resting his head on Bradley’s chest, and just looking up at him with large, pleading eyes. As if asking what to do here. Where to go. How to do this. Wanting it. Needing it. And unable to grasp how he could obtain the prize at the end.

Bradley ran a hand over Tan Colt’s face, down to his neck and scratched it softly.

“You’re very…” Bradley bit his bottom lip. “Submissive.” He chose the word and Tan Colt whined again. “Could I just,” and with a slight push Tan Colt rolled over for him, back to his side. “And just,” Bradley moved closer, and the K-9 froze as those teeth nipped at the soft skin of his neck. Bradley nosing his way closer, deeper through that lush thick fur to the dark skin underneath. To nip. To bite. To suckle on.

Wanting nothing more than to feel this K-9. Taste him on his lips. And experience his body for himself.

“I’m top dog,” Tan Colt whined.

“Of course, you are, big guy.” Bradley just smiled as he continued, reaching over to snag the thing Tan Colt had been looking for by the side of the bed.

It was a pair of handcuffs.

“What do we have here? Hm?” Bradley slipped them easily out of the relaxed K-9’s grip and held them up before him. “Hand cuffs? Really, Tanner?”

“What? I thought, maybe, I just… what if there was a bad guy?” Tan Colt offered with a weak shrug. “I didn’t want to be caught… without protection?” Bradley gave him a look at that, and the German Shepherd gave him a sheepish smile.

“Well, it would be a shame not to use… protection.” And Bradley lifted Tan Colt’s arms up one by one over the K-9’s head. Threading the hand cuffs through the wooden bars of the bed post, he cuffed the K-9’s wrists keeping them up and over his head. “Who knows what could happen if we didn’t? How’s that?”

Tan Colt tested one arm. “I could easily break out of this…”

“Yes, but,” Bradley was the one to take the German Shepherd’s chin in hand this time. Tilting his muzzle up to look at him. “You wouldn’t dare risk breaking something owned by the hotel, now would you, officer Tanner?” Tan Colt shook his head side to side without ever taking his eyes off Bradley. “Good boy.” And Bradley bumped noses before sitting back on his lap.

Tan Colt’s strong thighs easily supported Bradley’s weight as the naked human looked him over. The German Shepherd had a lovely coat of brown and black mix of fur covering his body. It lightened up on his chest, under his arms and along his belly but it didn’t lose any of its thickness. Something Bradley greatly enjoyed as he ran his fingers up the K-9’s belly to scratch over his chest.

“You know,” Bradley started up taking his time as he found a nipple within the dense forest of fur. He rubbed a finger over it as he spoke. “I never would’ve thought of you… this way… when we first met.” The human idly twirled that dense fur around his finger thinking about it.

Tan Colt’s ears perked up at that, centering in and focusing on Bradley’s every word. Tan Colt could hear him breathing. Could hear the sound of his heart beating and could smell the enthusiasm coming off Bradley’s body. There might as well be red flashing lights reading “Breed me” all over the human making the K-9 whine softly as that smell, his smell, filled the room with Tan Colt’s.

“I would’ve never have guessed… smelling you now.” Tan Colt’s wet bumpy nose twitched. “Most humans don’t… smell like you do now.” At least that smell not directed at someone like Tan Colt. He’d smelled such arousal plenty of times coming off humans but knew he’d never been the cause of any of it. “It’s… different. It’s nice. It’s… nice to be wanted.”

Drunk sluts, horny businessmen, stoned teens or that one druggy jerking off under the stairwell of an apartment complex that one time Bradley and Tan Colt had been called in on to check out. Numerous occasions the K-9 officer had smelled that scent, that smell but Tan Colt knew none of that lust had ever been directed his way.

Until now.

Bradley had flirted with him. Teased him. Shown interest in him previously over the past several months they’d been together. And none of those moments, even combined, amounted to how the human smelled here in the hotel room. They couldn’t compare as Bradley’s hands ran over Tan Colt’s body. The look in those eyes, the sensual touch of his friend sitting on his lap…

Tan Colt swallowed, beginning to drool once more. He felt himself leaking and inadvertently humped upwards against that fat ass sitting on his lap startling the human.

“It’s different because now you know where this, uh, smell is directed at...” Bradley pet over his chest idly with a hand. “It was like you never noticed it, until now. I wasn’t exactly hiding it from you… and I… thought you didn’t like me… or interested, in that stuff. With another male. I kind of got a bunch of mix signals!” Bradley blushed, laughing nervously as he continued to pet the German Shepherd to keep his hands busy.

“I know.” Tan Colt cut in with a shake of his head, ears splaying out. “It was just… me. Is all.”

“What changed?” Bradley asked as if knowing, right now, with the K-9 cuffed to the bed and as vulnerable as he was, he’d share such details with his partner finally. “I mean, we broke the law… right? Doing what we’re doing? Doing what you did. What I’m going to do…”

Tan Colt licked his lips slowly, mulling that over. He could still taste Bradley’s release in his mouth. He couldn’t believe he’d swallowed it. Bradley had wanted him too… and he wanted to make Bradley happy. That’s all this came down to it seemed.

“I wanted… to make you happy.” Tan Colt couldn’t meet his eyes as he said the words. “Breaking the law… doing this. Whatever it takes, to make you happy.”

“I am happy.” Bradley rolled his eyes a bit on that.

“Yes, but after… your family. After today. Yesterday. Just dealing with this… I wanted to make you happy, again.” Tan Colt offered weakly with another half shrug. “It’s not fair what they say about you. I know I am… the way I am. But you do your job. You try hard and just…”

“Maybe now, I do.” Bradley laughed as he continued to pet his friend’s chest and stomach. Tan Colt tilted his head at that. “I try hard now at our job because, well, I have you.” He blushed and Tan Colt took a slow deep breath of that smell once more. “You, as my partner, makes me want to try at this job. To do a better job. To even… care about it. Not because of my family. Or because of, well, myself. I do this because I want you to be… wanted you to be…” He took a moment. “Proud of me…” He scratched his cheek in embarrassment.

“Bradley,” Tan Colt’s face fell at that. “Ever since I met you. I’ve been proud to be your K-9.” He moved as if to hug the human, but his wrists caught, and he chuckled at that. The K-9 was one to blush this time… a very human gesture. Normal dogs couldn’t sweat or blush like Tan Colt could. He was more human than he realized and Bradley saw him as such, these days. “You hug me instead.” Tan Colt rested back. “I’m still a little chained up here.”

Bradley snorted at that before moving forward and wrapping his arms around the K-9’s neck and nuzzling his face into that fluff. Tan colt body smelled, and Bradley found comfort in that. In him. The smell of the K-9 was something he was intimately familiar with living and sleeping next to Tan Colt every night.

“I’m terrible by myself.” Bradley admitted as he laid there as if waiting for Tan Colt to tell him to go on. To continue what the two had been doing. To get back to the sex. Waiting like all of Bradley’s previous partners to just… get to the good part and not deal with any of the bad.

“What do you mean?” Tan Colt asked. He always did that. Inquired about Bradley. Wanting to know more about him. Listening to what he had to say and responding in kind. It wasn’t just empty conversation to fill those moments between fucks.

It felt… genuine. Real. Tan Colt wasn’t some K-9 substitute for a partner. He was his partner. His friend and Bradley dearly needed him during this trip.

Bradley sat up and looked down at Tan Colt before turning away. Struggling to open up about this kind of thing.

“I’m a very… dependent, person.” Bradley took a second on that. “I always have been. I’ve always been in some kind of… relationship. Throughout my life. They always end up becoming something sexual by the end. And when that happens, they… end too.” He took a second on that somber note as he pet over Tan Colt, not wanting to stop.

Even if it meant, this road, would lead to such a break up. That the two of them would stop being what they were to each other. These brief, if fleeting moments, was how Bradley got by in this cruel, unforgiving world that only seemed to be getting worse by the day.

“Even with my old math teacher. It ended up… like this. In bed together. Sure, it started out as a student teacher kind of relationship. Then became friends over time and… then…” Bradley trailed off. “I tend to… cling? To people? To relationships.” He frowned at the word. “Like, I just…”

“Brad.” Tan Colt said and he finally looked back at him. “We kind of have been joined at the hip, since I showed up.” The K-9 brought up. “Hell. We’re in the same bed, sleeping together, even now. We kind of do everything together. Shower, sleep, eat…” Tan Colt shrugged not seeming to mind in the least.

“Yeah…”

“Most people wouldn’t be able to… cope, with that change. With being with a K-9 I don’t think.” Tan Colt frowned recalling what happened to Bran Dan back at Project Tomorrow. How the mastiff was returned to the facility as everyone of his partners couldn’t put up with him. Until… “Some people can’t… open themselves up, to relationships. Some people are too independent, which is usually fine. I’m sure there are plenty of K-9’s getting along with their humans without progressing into, well, this… But in a relationship, there’s more to it than just the physical.”

Tan Colt was looking at him, again. With those bright hazel eyes that bore into his very soul. Eyes that saw Bradley for who he was rather than what others, like his family, did.

“How would you know that?” Bradley asked, trying not to sound accusing but bringing up a valid point behind the virgin K-9 perspective into this. It came off angry, defensive despite his best efforts not too. “You’ve never even been in a relationship before…” He stopped himself. “Sorry. That wasn’t…”

In a way Bradley hated this. Talking like this. Trying to be… open. Expressing himself. That’s usually about the time his past relationships had ended. Or at least been the start of the decline.

“No, you’re right.” Tan Colt just shrugged. “Yet here I am cuffed to a bed with my partner sitting in my lap. Butt naked, I might add.” The German Shepherd didn’t mind giving Bradley’s hairy chubby body a slow once over, taking him all in. “I think I’m doing rather well, for my first time.” He chuckled. “The physical aspect of this means… a lot, to me.”

“I can tell.” Bradley teased rubbing his butt on the K-9’s bulge.

Tan Colt growled in reply. “The touch of you.” Bradley cheeky smile slipped from his face as his cheeks turned red. “The smell of you. Feeling you in my arms. On me. With me. Against me. It all means… so much to me. Us K-9 units need that kind of physical contact with those we care for.”

“That defiantly would explain a lot.” Bradley nodded.

“But it would mean nothing, if it wasn’t you.” Tan Colt added on, offering a smile that tugged on his black bumpy lips. Bradley wasn’t sure what to say to that so Tan Colt continued. “You form relationships with people, Brad. I’ve noticed that. As an outside observer I see how people… look at you. Friends? Family? Coworkers? Those back at the bar?” He chuckled with a shake of his head. “People want to be… with you. Some more than others. You attract people to you and that’s a good thing. You’re a safe space for them. For me.”

“I attract people with this dad bod.” Bradley gestured over himself with a soft laugh. “I just can’t keep ‘em, huh?” Bradley laughed sadly at that, reminiscing on it all.

“That’s not true. You got me.” Tan Colt tail thumped.

“Well, you don’t count.” Bradley teased. “You’re contractually obligated to like me.”

“I can break the contract, if I feel the need too.” Tan Colt pointed out bouncing the human in his lap with a bark. “If you abuse me, neglect me; if things don’t work out or if I find someone better…” Tan Colt gave him a look. “So far, you haven’t given me a single reason to look elsewhere.”

“Yet,” Bradley chuckled lightly.

“I doubt you ever will.” Tan Colt just reassured him.

“Why do you say that?”

“Because you’re still here.” Tan Colt said as simply as that. “I’m still here. Cuffed to the bed and have no plans to free myself… but if you could,” he wiggled his butt, and it took Bradley as second to realize the K-9 had been sitting on his tail this whole time. “Thanks,” he tilted his head with an open maw, tongue lolling out after Bradley moved it from under him. “That’s a relief in itself. Tails, man. I’d get rid of it if it wasn’t attached, you know?”

“I wouldn’t know.” Bradley rolled his eyes.

“That’s why you got me. To help you will all these things you miss.” Tan Colt wagged. “Just as you do for me. We help each other out. It’s not dependent but more… codependent?” He offered.

“Doesn’t seem… healthy.” Bradley did laugh at that though. Tan Colt was such a charming guy that it was hard not to like whatever he said.

“I need to be needed. And you need to need someone.” Tan Colt just shrugged. “Not exactly healthy but in a way it works for us.”

“Why’s that?”

“Because out of every human I have ever come across, you are the only one who even piques my interest.” Tan Colt said. “Hell, I let you cuff me to the bed. I’m helpless here.” He whimpered, turning his head away. “Please be gentle. It’s my first time…”

“Says the seven-foot K-9 who can bust down doors…” Bradley wasn’t buying that for one second.

“Six seven.” Tan Colt just corrected. “But I’m still young. Who knows, maybe I’ll get even bigger.” He shrugged.

Bradley grimaced at the idea and Tan Colt barked a laugh at that.

“I’m big all over!” Tan Colt just said steering the conversation back to what they’d been doing before the heavy stuff had come up.

“Right, sorry. I was-,” Bradley began.

“I don’t mind, Brad.” Tan Colt cut in with a thump of his tail. “I like talking to you about this kind of stuff. I like talking to you about everything. This, that. Everything. This is a first for me… in a lot of ways. Knowing what you’re thinking helps me, a lot. It’s not like,” his nose twitched, “I’m not just going to lose interest just because we decided to talk beforehand.”

“Right…” Bradley nodded; he could still feel the warm dampness of the jock underneath his ass. He wasn’t worried about Tan Colt losing interest any time soon.

“Did others… do that? Lose interest?” Tan Colt was the one to ask and Bradley hesitated for a moment. He didn’t want to lie after Tan Colt had been so open with him earlier.

“A lot of people like to get in and get out, when it comes to sexual acts with others. No names. Just quick fucks and move on with your day.” Bradley knew what that was like. He also knew what it was like to pursue more. Wanting more even after a quick fuck even knowing that’s all it had been. “Other times, people are so worried about losing their uh… groove? That they want to get it over with as quickly as possible or fear not being able to finish.”

Tan Colt just tilted his head. “What?”

“Well, there was this one time,” Bradley ended up sitting back between Tan Colt’s legs as he went over it. “I forgot to turn the fan off, right? The cold air hit the guy on the ass. Totally killed his boner. Didn’t want to get back into it and ended up not doing anything that night. He just… left.”

“Who was it?” Tan Colt just asked not seeming to mind talking about Bradley’s ex’s while in the middle of this.

“Remember Roberto from the bar? The old owner guy?” Bradley laughed with a shake of his head. “Dude had a lot of pet peeves when it came to sex.” Once more, Tan Colt didn’t seem to follow. “For instance, I liked to uh… sniff, parts of the body. Gets me going. He did not. And was turned off when I tried too?” Bradley just gave his own half shrug at that. “A lot of people are very… nitpicky when it comes to sex. Vanilla bitches, I call ‘em.”

“Tried to sniff? And didn’t like it!” Tan Colt seemed revolted at the very idea. “I don’t know if I could be okay not sniffing someone!” The K-9 looked as if Bradley had just slapped him. “You like me sniffing, right?” Tan Colt’s eyes widened, his bottom lip quivering as if on the verge of tears.

“Yes, Tanner. I liked when you nosed and uh… sniffed me.” Bradley blushed. “One reason I had gotten so into it. I haven’t been with someone who liked my smell before… I usually end up showering beforehand, not wanting to offend.”

“Offend?” The German Shepherd’s head tilted to one side at that.

“Well, a lot of people are turned off by body odor.” Bradley wasn’t sure why he was teaching Tan Colt about all this. Bradley had taught him several things since he’d been assigned to the human. Things Project Tomorrow had forgotten to teach them, like basic manners in a restaurant.

Tan Colt was a sloppy eater…

Bradley didn’t realize he’d be teaching Tan Colt about sex too.

“It’s not like your rank-smelling.” Tan Colt laughed, pulling on the hand cuffs a bit as he did so. “You bathe daily and take care of yourself.” The K-9 looked up at the bed post and decided to grip it with both hands, liking the feel of this position. It tweaked his tail a bit but it made Bradley happy and that’s what he was here for him for during this trip. Supporting his friend.

“Well, yeah. But I still sweat.” Bradley just blushed.

“You do get rather stinky by the end of the day.” Tan Colt teased, nose twitching. “Not that I’m complaining.” He stuck the tip of his tongue out. “Seeing as how I gave ya’ a tongue bath not too long ago.”

“You’re far stinker than I am!” Bradley pointed out.

“I’m not that bad!” Tan Colt tilted his muzzle to the side, sniffing his exposed armpit. The fur underneath his arm was lighter in color but darkened where he’d normally have armpit hair. His nose wrinkled at the smell. “Okay, I can get a bit rank after a long day too. And dealing with your family wasn’t exactly a walk in the park!” Bradley didn’t point out how such an idiom was different coming from a dog. “You can’t blame a guy after dealing with that!”

“Right, right. Sorry about that. And thanks for coming.” Bradley rubbed the back of his neck, looking away. “Not exactly what I had in mind when I invited you. None of this really was…” Bradley was getting off track again and Tan Colt knew it.

“Make it up to me.” The German Shepherd just gave a fanged smile at that.

“What?”

“Sniff my pit. Lick it clean!” Tan Colt smiled. “Return the favor. We both know, now, you like it. Like my stank all up on ya’.” The K-9 motioned with his muzzle over Bradley’s body. “You smell just like one of my used shirts.” His tail thumped loudly. “I love it.”

Bradley sniffed himself at that, lifting an arm up to smell.

“I do?” Bradley could smell Tan Colt; it was rather hard not to. The mostly naked K-9 underneath him might as well have stink lines coming off his exposed, sweaty body. Bradley didn’t think he smelled that strong though. It was hard to tell in such proximity to Tan Colt.

“When you meet the others, I’ll make sure to rub ya’ down real good.” Tan Colt just nodded thinking it over.

“Others?” Bradley brought up but the K-9 finally broke down under him, fidgeting and letting out a howling whine.

“Bradley!” Tan Colt whined his name out. “Sniff my pit already!” He wiggled underneath the human and nearly knocked him off in his horny tantrum. “I did it for you! It’s your turn to do it to me! Molest me already! You big tease.”

“So, we like, what, do everything equally together?” Bradley eyebrow lifted at that.

“Well, yeah! If I smell you. You smell me.” Tan Colt rolled his eyes. “It was in the contract.” He nodded, tail thumping loudly.

“I… I don’t think it was, Tanner.” Bradley laughed though. It was hard not to. The K-9 seemed so confident with the obvious lie. Tan Colt lifted his head proudly, stuck out his chest and threw back his shoulders beaming like a majestic show dog before the human.

“I’m pretty sure it was. You are obligated to give me belly scratches and sniffs!” Tan Colt nodded. “Oh, and paw rubs!” The K-9 happily panted. “Obligated snuggles. Wash my back in the shower. Head pats!” The K-9 just went on.

“Anything else?” Bradley let Tan Colt finish mulling that over.

“No, I think that’s it… for now.” He gave Bradley a sideways glance. “Let’s see how you do with sniffs before I put you up to the harder tasks!” Tan Colt wiggled his eyebrows at him.

“What do you mean by that?” Bradley countered, stifling another laugh creeping up on him.

“Well,” Tan Colt tsked. “You are a human…” The K-9 rolled his eyes dramatically and let out a snort.

“So?”

“That smeller you got? Not exactly impressive.” Tan Colt shook his head sadly. “I feel bad for you. For all humans! Such smaller sniffers.”

“You’re… upset I don’t have a bigger schnoz?” Bradley had to laugh at that.

“What does a schnauzer have to do with this?” Tan Colt was the one confused now, tilting his head to the side.

“No, not the dog. I mean…” Bradley just shook his head. “We’re getting off topic!”

“Then sniff the pit!” Tan Colt chanted several times in encouragement, rocking and shaking the bed as he did. “You will learn the value of a good sniff! It’s my mission in life. Even if it kills me, you will learn to sniff the pit.” Tan Colt vowed.

“Thanks?” Bradley rolled his eyes as he moved over Tan Colt’s body on all four, looking the K-9 over before focusing on the dark fur of his light color armpit. The creamy brown lightened with a dark brown center. “Your fur is so… interesting.”

“Oh?” Tan Colt’s ears perked up. “What about it?” He looked himself over. “I was sort of born with it, so like… I don’t know what it’s like… not having it? I know you get cold,” his tail thumped. “Being all lame and furless.” The K-9 playfully teased, nipping at Bradley.

“Hey now,” Bradley poked Tan Colt’s side. “I’ll have you know I’m pretty hairy to make up for it.” He showcased his naked, hairy self with a hand. “I’m just talking about your fur pattern and coloration is all. It’s unique.”

“I know. I love it.” Tan Colt woofed, talking about Bradley’s hairy body. “What about my fur caught your eye?” He lifted his muzzle up. “I know I am one handsome K-9. Even at Project Tomorrow people remarked on it! From scientists and the other K-9 units.”

“Maybe for a show dog.” Bradley laughed as he ran a hand over Tan Colt’s chest. “It’s just so… soft.”

“I take care of it, Brad.” Tan Colt rolled his eyes. “I brush it daily as is routine. I groom myself. Use the proper shampoo and conditioner provided by Project Tomorrow and even go in weekly to get it trimmed during my checkups.”

“Would you like me to brush it for you. Sometime?” Bradley asked absentmindedly as he watched his fingers get lost in it. His hand disappeared against Tan Colt’s scruffy furry chest. Bradley could feel the K-9’s heartbeat through the warm, slightly sweaty flesh underneath. “I mean. I know I have helped at times in the past. But like... You have a lot of fur, Tanner. It must be a pain to get your back.”

Tan Colt’s ears splayed out at that.

“Would you… like to brush me?” Tan Colt nudged his head over towards his bag. “I mean, we can always sniff each other later. But brushes!” His head tilted and tongue lolled up at the very idea. “Brushes are forever.”

Bradley chuckled at that, booping Tan Colt’s nose before moving over and getting the brush from his bag. Bradley snagged the brush and was already jumping back up into the bed. He noted that Tan Colt turned his whole body to face him, not lying on his back anymore and tried to remember that for the future as well as he started brushing the K-9’s body.

It was easier for Tan Colt to lie on his side than on his back. It would explain the countless times he’d woken up with a muzzle in his face, Tan Colt more often than not rolling over to face the human before hugging him painfully close to his body for the rest of the night.

The fur was silky to the touch and slid through the bristles on the comb nicely. “Soft…” The human muttered more to himself than the K-9 watching him. “It’s so easy to brush.”

“As long as I do it daily and make sure to bathe and use the products regularly, I have no issues with it.” Tan Colt explained watching Bradley work. In fact, his eyes were practically hypnotized watching the brush as Bradley ran it over his chest and down his stomach. Over his sides and arms and then down to his thighs.

“I should probably,” Bradley said as he pulled on Tan Colt’s jock strap, planning to just take it off so he could get his sides.

“Yeah, uh-huh, sure whatever.” Tan Colt muttered as Bradley pulled the fabric down. “Just keep brushing.”

“I think you enjoy brushing more than,” Bradley trailed off seeing the plump sheath between Tan Colt’s legs. “That…”

He’d seen the K-9 naked several times in the showers or during the summer months when it was too hot to wear clothing or use the covers when they slept together. Seeing it now though… full, and plump like this with a dark black tip poking free from the opening was something else.

“Oh.” Bradley just muttered staring at him. “Damn. You weren’t kidding. You’re kind of… huge.” He blushed. “Your nuts are so… big. I mean Tanner, fuck, how does it even fit into your uniform?”

Tan Colt’s tail thumped at that. “Heh, yeah. Well. It’s been like, forever, since I needed to rub one out.” Tan Colt licked his drooly lips. “You can touch them… if you want.” He swallowed, nervous and anxious once more as that built up need began stirring inside him once more.

“Yeah. I can tell.” Bradley was the one to swallow as he scooted closer to his friend cuffed to the bed.

Tan Colt’s sheath twitched. The tip leaked and he had to stifle a whine as Bradley’s hand drew closer to it, between his legs. Tan Colt opened them eagerly, toes curling as he held his breath. Bradley’s hand hovered over it, over him and Tan Colt could feel his heart thundering in his chest in anticipation.

“You know,” Bradley hand retracted. “I didn’t ever sniff your pit…”

“For fuck sake, Brad! Just touch me already!” Tan Colt let out a low howl, tipping his muzzle up as he squirmed. “You freaking beautiful son of a bitch. If I wasn’t cuffed to this bed! I swear I would do so many things to those amazing lips of yours right now!”

“Oh? Like what?” Bradley’s hand drifted back down, touching the opening of Tan Colt’s sheath. The flesh was warm to the touch, damp with pre and was surprisingly soft. Tan Colt whined at that. “Sensitive, huh?” Bradley made a note of that. “What does this boy want to do to me?”

Tan Colt struggled between a growl and a whine as Bradley used his middle finger to tease the opening of the German Shepherd’s sheath. Gently running it around the opening, the underside brushing the leaking tip of the K-9 as he did so.

“I’d shove your face down there, for starts.” Tan Colt “awoofed” in reply. He humped up into Bradley’s hand and the human felt the engorged sheath press against it eagerly.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this worked up before.” Bradley just took his sweet time with him as the K-9 could only whine in reply.

Bradley let the heft of the sheath rest in the palm of his hand as he stroked over it with his fingers. The fur was softer here than anywhere else on Tan Colt’s body. The flesh underneath was loose and malleable in Bradley’s fingers as he played with it. Tan Colt shifted next to him as he did so. Rubbing his thumb down the middle of that twitching sheath, Bradley tugged and pulled at the stretched flesh. Pulling it down enough to let the K-9’s tip slurp free as it “breathed” a gasp of fresh air from its confines.

“You drip. Like. A lot.” Bradley rubbed his thumb over Tan Colt’s tip, over the opening and using the slickness to stroke and teasing the K-9 further. His whole palm felt wet as he curled two fingers around Tan Colt’s head and gave it several pumps. Getting rewarded with another dose of that slick musky fluid.

“I didn’t know!” Tan Colt whined, as if Bradley were interrogating him about it. Torturing the K-9 with those slow, loving strokes to his tip that jumped and sputtered out more pre in response. He was twitching. His legs were moving and his breath kept catching in his throat.

This was the best damn interrogation he’d ever been a part of! Tan Colt hadn’t ever felt like this. Like a teen, for the first time discovering the changes of ones body. Without the suppressants regulating and numbing his sex drive, Tan Colt was experiencing the wonder of his own body thanks to Bradley’s gentle yet assertive touch.

“I’ll talk! I swear! I’ll tell you anything just…” He panted hotly as he squirmed.

“Do you want me to stop?” Bradley slowed down even further.

“Don’t you dare!” Tan Colt huffed out. “I think my balls would literally pop if you stopped.”

“I thought this was about what you were going to do to me, rather than what I was going to do to you?” Bradley couldn’t help himself. Maybe it was the fact Tan Colt was larger than he was? So much stronger and more capable as a police officer than Bradley ever could hope to be… and he just loved taking advantage of the K-9 like this.

This big, strong male being his plaything for the night.

“Don’t make me break the bed, Brad.” Tan Colt growled low and husky, closing his eyes as he soaked in the attention his nether regions were getting. “It’s nothing like when I touched myself…”

“In other words, what you are saying is, as long as I continue… I can take as long as I like?” Bradley ran all five of his fingers down to Tan Colt’s sagging sack draped over his thigh. He lifted one of the orbs up, feeling the weight of it, of him, in the palm of his hand before scooping up the other and rolling them around like a pair of meridian balls.

Tan Colt just growled in reply.

“This is surprisingly relaxing.” Bradley cozied up next to Tan Colt’s groin facing towards him as he rolled the orbs around between his fingers. “My stress Tanner’s. That’s what these are.”

“I’m glad I can amuse you…” Tan Colt snorted out still with his eyes closed, arms up above his head as he held the headboard tight enough Bradley was sure the wood was cracking underneath his grip. A low growl filled the room as Bradley gave it a playful tug. “You know those are attached, right?” The K-9 warned with another growl.

“Just checking. Your body’s all fucked up, Tanner.” Bradley let the K-9 slip from his fingers. His hand drifting north to the exposed tip. “Was just checking to make sure all the bits and pieces were included.” He rubbed him, feeling more of Tan Colt push free of his sheath and into his waiting grip. “You know I’d never hurt you…”

“I know.” Tan Colt huffed, humping once more. Bradley’s fingers were spread apart as the K-9’s length filled his grip. Bradley gladly accepted the length, curling his fingers around it as he stroked his partner off.

“You really are such a good boy, Tanner.” Bradley scooted closer as he pumped him. “You’re my good boy.” Bradley nosed his chest. “My Tanner.” The human moved over and rubbed his nose in Tan Colt’s exposed sweaty pit. His nose was practically lost in the dense dark fur that brushed over the sides of his face.

The heat of him was making Bradley sweat. That raw heat from his armpit washed over Bradley and he couldn’t get enough of it. Bradley took a slow, deep breath of that sweaty arm pit and was the one to groan in reply as he continued to stroke Tan Colt off.

“Oh, Tanner.” Bradley eyes were closed.

“Bradley.” Tan Colt wagged as the human scooted even closer, practically shoving his body up and against the K-9 at this point.

“Fuck, Tanner. You smell so bad.” Bradley gripped one of Tan Colt’s lifted arms for support, practically pulling himself up against the K-9 as he worked that fit.

“I’m a stinky boy.” The K-9 panted happily.

“The stinkiest dog alive.” Bradley inhaled in and groaned out, rubbing that waxy sweaty fur on his face as he nuzzled against the K-9. Their hips bumped and Bradley squeezed one of Tan Colt’s legs between his own as he continued to jerk him off.

Their naked bodies were fully touching now as Bradley rubbed himself against the cuffed K-9 who happily wiggled closer. Tan Colt pressed his chest against the human as a low deep growl filled his chest and body making the K-9 practically vibrate in arousal.

“This feels so damn good.” Tan Colt nuzzled his head down against the human’s hair, sniffing over it and snorting his smell up. “You feel so damn good against me.”

“Yeah.” Bradley just dumbly said in return as he humped and rubbed himself against the K-9’s meaty thigh.

“Bradley.” Tan colt licked his lips before moving back enough to catch the human’s attention.

Twisting and, nearly breaking, the cuffs the German Shepherd flipped over and was the one over the human now. Bradley looked up at him as Tan Colt got up on his knees.

“What?” Bradley just asked a bit confused until Tan Colt was humping his groin against his face.

“You past the arm pit test. You’ve graduated and moved on to the groin zone!” Tan Colt beamed happily down at him, using his large body to block the slim amount of light in the room out. “Nose my balls like you nosed my pit.” He wagged his whole butt at that. “Lick this stinky boy clean!”

“That’s not how that-,” Bradley started up and ended up getting a face full of German Shepherd groin fluff.

“Shhhhhut up, Brad.” Tan Colt just growled above him, smothering the human with his half empty sheath, balls and groin fur as he crawled his way up and over the human, pinning him to the bed with his knees. “Just enjoy,” Tan Colt licked his lips as he rested his forehead against the wall. “Enjoy your Tan Colt.” He stared at the human with lustful eyes. “Get lost in my body and forget about everyone else…”

Bradley might’ve been able to hear that if the K-9 hadn’t placed a leg up and over one of his shoulders, squeezing him firmly against the side of his sheath and sack. Tan Colt gave him another thigh squeeze for good measure as he felt Bradley finally nosing at him.

“That’s right, just get lost in my valley.” Tan Colt huffed out as he struggled a bit with the cuffs before getting one of his hands around his glistening black shaft and began stroking one off.

Bradley was nosing him in all the right places. The crook of his thigh, underneath his fat hanging sack. Along his taint and back up around his balls to the other thigh. Licking as he went. Tasting him. Cleaning him as Tan Colt squeezed and humped and pressed his weight down on his beloved partner.

“Trap you in my furry stink pit. Fuck the wedding. Fuck your family.” Something broke and it took Tan Colt longer than it should’ve to realize it had been the head board to the bed. He shrugged it off, peeling the metal off his wrists as if it were nothing but cheap plastic. He tossed them to the side as he gripped the wall.

Bradley said something but it was muffled by Tan Colt’s groin and the German Shepherd loved that.

“Just focus on me.” Tan Colt said softly, reaching down to press the back of Bradley’s head against his sack. Really rubbing the human’s face in there. “You belong to me.” The K-9 continued to rub himself, closing his eyes as rocked his hips slowly up and against Bradley as he did so. “Mine. All mine.” He snarled out the words.

He could feel a rising heat, a building pressure as his muscles began to tense, to flex and his paws press against the bed. Tan Colt pulled away from the wall as he pushed Bradley back, just enough for Tan Colt to angle his dick down towards the human’s hot, sweaty, musk covered faith and spray out his load without warning.

A deep growl filled Tan Colt’s chest that turned into a low moaning howl as his nuts suddenly pressed against his body, his thighs flexed painfully tight, his ass clenched and before Tan Colt even knew what was fully happening his dick was jumping, spraying white ribbons of K-9 spunky glory all over Bradley’s face.

One white ribbon after another that laced over one of Bradley’s shoulders, another hit the wall as several more draped themselves over Bradley’s face and into his hair. Bradley had closed his eyes, mouth open as Tan Colt bucked in front of him.

Halfway through the orgasm, Tan Colt grabbed the back of Bradley’s hair and shoved his cock into the human’s waiting mouth. He felt Bradley’s lips close around him, feel the suction of that hot mouth around his aching dick and could only watch in pure delight as Bradley gulped the rest down. Tan Colt’s dick bulging with each release soon followed by the human’s throat as he looked up at him finally, looking up at the K-9 watching him swallow away his release.

One load after another until his dick just dribbled on Bradley’s dick. And still the human didn’t pull off. Just looking up at him as he continued to drink it all in.

Tan Colt felt one of his knees buckle and ended up slipped out as he sat back down on his ass panting heavily as he groaned out.

“Holy mother of jesus buddah christ!” Tan Colt mouth was open, tongue drooping out one side. “That was.” He licked his lips. “That was!” He swallowed. “Amazing…” He finished as he collapsed onto his side still shuddering in delight.

“I take it,” Bradley wiped his mouth off before lying next to Tan Colt. The two on their sides, facing each other. “I did good?”

“Brad.” Tan Colt opened his hazel eyes. “That was the best damn thing I’ve ever experienced.”

“I’m glad I could-,” Bradley started up with but ended up “oofing” as Tan Colt’s arms shot out to hug the human against him.

Bradley felt himself blush as Tan Colt cradled his head against the K-9’s furry chest. That was until Tan colt rolled over on top of him, again.

“Hey, Brad…?” Tan Colt held the struggling human against his chest. “Do we have to go to the wedding tomorrow…?” He glanced at the clock. “Uh… today?”

Bradley just ended up giving up and just lifted his hand in thumbs up.

“Yeah, but like… you don’t want too.” Tan Colt rolled onto his back and pulled the human along with him. “So like, why are we?” He pet Bradley’s back who just lazed out over him, still trapped in Tan Colt’s hold.

“Family.” Bradley muttered bitterly against his chest.

“I still don’t get it…” Tan Colt looked down at the human pressed against his chest. “But if you feel like you have to do this… I’ll do it. For you.”

“Thanks…” Bradley took a moment, enjoying the feel of his friend. “We uh… probably shouldn’t mention any of this to them.” He blushed.

“What? This would be the perfect ice breaker!” Tan Colt wagged. “I’ll just walk up to your brother, on his wedding day, and be like…. Guess what Georgy? I just banged your brother!” Tan Colt snickered at the idea. “Then toss him into the wedding cake.”

Bradley groaned at the very idea.

“Please. Please for the love of everything furry, don’t do that.” Bradley begged. “I think you’d literally give my grandmother a heart attack… and my dad would probably shoot you.”

“He’d shoot me for shooting my load all over his son’s face…?” Tan Colt grinned at the look Bradley gave him.

“Please, let’s just get through this and get back home.” Bradley pleaded.

“Yeah. Sure.” Tan Colt conceded as he hugged Bradley close against his chest, nosing down and licking over his forehead. “Home…”

And the two fell asleep in each other’s arms, smelling like the other until late the next morning where they nearly missed the wedding after their night together…