Melvin and Thomas: Chapter 5: The Birthday.
Yay! My new computer is up and running so here is chapter 5 of my story. I know it's delayed and I'm sorry for that. In this chapter there is a homosexual blowjob and afterwards: A Birthday! Don't like it, don't read it.
Chapter 5: The Birthday.
He moved over to me. ''I don't think I want this.'' I said moving backwards tripping over the sofa. ''No need to worry cutie, I just want to be pleasured.'' Dex said. He pulled off his shirt showing his muscular abs and chest. ''Come on, I'm not gonna hurt you.'' Dex said reassuring stroking his finger along my cheek. ''I-I don't think I want to...'' I told the older shepherd. ''Come on! I'm not gonna fuck you!'' He was getting annoyed. ''Y-You're not?'' I asked surprised. ''No! That's what you're gonna do.'' He said while undoing his pants. His 9 inch boner sprung out. ''But first, you can you have a treat.'' He said while he sat down on the sofa.
I felt there was no way out. ''O-okay. B-but only because they're fixing my car.'' I said. ''And you have no money.'' Dex continued. I sighed and guided my muzzle to his erect member. ''Yes... Take that treat like a good pup.'' He said. I opened my muzzle and took in just over three quarters of his cock. I twisted my tongue around it regularly to make a moan emit from the sheppy. ''Ohh... It has been too long ago...'' Dex said. I just kept going, each time as deep as I could. He emitted a stream of pre and I have to admit that I started to like it. I saw his knot forming. I gave it a firm squeeze. ''Uuugrh... That feels good!'' He moaned. I knew he was getting close. He began moaning loud. ''I'm gonna cum...'' Dex said. I took out his cock and gave him another squeeze in his knot. Hot white strings of cum were shot out and landed on the sofa and my muzzle. ''I really needed that.'' Dex said. He went off the sofa onto the ground. I started to yawn. I was still tired. He got onto paws and knees and raised his tail. ''Shouldn't you be taking me?'' I was puzzled. ''No, no, I want it. I haven't been yiffed in ages.'' He said. I started undoing my pants. I suddenly started thinking about Thomas. ''What are you waiting for? Yiff me!'' The shepherd demanded. I went back to reality. ''No, I can't.'' I said and tears were appearing in my cyan eyes.
''What is it?'' Dex asked. He sounded concerned. I was too tired to think straight. ''I-I can't cheat on my brother.'' After I said that, I immediately wanted to slap myself in the face. How could I be so stupid to tell others about this. Dex started to chuckle. ''Dude, your brother?'' He laughed. I got angry. ''Don't laugh!'' I tried to hit him but I felt a heavy stinging pain. I yelped and immediately pulled back. I forgot about my wound. ''How did you get that anyway?'' He said pointing to the wound. ''It's a long story.'' I sighed. We put on our clothes. ''I have all day, it's not like we are gonna get any customers.'' He said. The door opened. ''What on earth is going on in here?'' A huge horse came in followed by three more furs. ''We were just talking.'' Dex told them nonchalantly. ''Then what was that yelp?'' The horse asked. ''My wound hurt.'' I told him. ''Dex, I believe you haven't introduced us yet.
''Right, we have, Tyler the horse. He prefers to be called Ty.'' Dex said. ''Hi, I'm Melvin.'' I said. ''And the others are: James the fox, Chase the wolf and Greyson the border collie.'' Dex stated. ''Hi guys, I'm Melvin.'' I said. ''What were you two talking about?'' Chase asked. I walked to the coffee maker for a nice wake-up slap. ''We were talking about how he got his wound.'' Dex said. The coffee was done so I walked back to the sofa and sat down. I told them about what happened. When I looked on my watch, I saw that it was three o' clock in the morning. ''t' lad is insane!'' Greyson said referring to my father. He was born in Scotland and by the way he talked, that was noticeable. ''Ye aint just go and shoot ye own son now are ye?'' He continued. ''He did. Now if it isn't too much to ask can I stay here for the night?'' I asked them politely. ''Sure you can take the sofa. Chase and Greyson also had no place to stay so they live here now.'' Dex said. ''How come you have no customers?'' I asked. ''They built a garage across the street. It proved to have better technology and better reviews than ours. So ours became abandoned and everybody quit their job except for us.'' James said looking to me through his round glasses. ''Good night guys.'' They said as they went out the door leaving the three of us in the room.
I started getting ready for bed. ''Hey, Melvin.'' I heard Chase say. ''Yea, what is it?'' I replied. ''You remind me of someone, also a Husky. He used to go here once every month even when the new garage was built. He was our only customer.'' He said. Tears sprung in his eyes. ''He used to tell us tales about his grandsons. How much he loved them. One of them is also called Melvin.'' Chase stopped wiping his tears. My mind started twisting. Was it my grandfather? I looked at him. ''Say, Chase. What is his name?'' I asked. ''Wesley.'' He said. I felt a lump in my throat. ''Are you sure?'' I asked. ''Yes, it's not easy to forget the name of your only customer. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It was my grandpa. ''What happened? Where is he now?'' I asked in despair. ''He's in the city hospital. Probably on his deathbed. Say, are you his grandson?'' He asked. I just nodded and lay down on the sofa. ''I'll go there tomorrow.'' I said. ''I'll go with you.'' Chase said leaving for his bedroom. ''Good night.'' He said. ''Night.'' I replied.
I woke up. My mind adjusting to the somewhat strange environment. I looked on my watch to tell the time. ''Holy shit!'' I exclaimed. It was already two o' clock in the afternoon. I got up to see where the others were. I opened the door to be welcomed with a huge surprise. I forgot that it was my birthday. ''Guys, how did you know?'' I asked. ''We found your id in your car.'' Tyler said. ''So, obviously we made a birthday party. If you can call it that.'' James said looking displeased about the decoration. There were a few flags and balloons and there was a table full of delicious food. ''Greyson made the food. He's an excellent cook.'' James continued. ''Thank you guys!'' I said. ''Well, what are you waiting for? Let's have breakfast. Or lunch I mean.'' Dex said. I agreed and we dug in.
After we finished it was present time. ''You slept for so long we even had enough time to even get you presents.'' Chase grinned. I opened up the gifts. Dexter gave me an old video recording of me as a kid with my grandpa. Greyson gave me a cooking book together with some of his most popular recipes. Chase gave me a shark's tooth necklace which was given to him by my grandpa the very last time he got here. James got me a box of science-fiction DVDs called: Star Furs. Then Tyler walked over to me and told me to follow him outside. There I found my Dodge Charger. Completely fixed, re-painted in the original color and everything. It looked brand new. ''Wow, that is amazing! You did one hell of a job.'' I said giving him a firm hug around the waist since he was quite a lot taller than me. He blushed. ''Heh, without the others it wouldn't be finished by now.'' Ty said. ''Thank you! I'm going to the hospital now for my grandpa and my shoulder.'' I told them. ''Oh right, Chase, you wanted to come right?'' I asked. He nodded and sat down in the passengers seat. ''I've still got room for two more.'' I said. Dexter and Greyson got in the back seat. ''Ty, James, we'll be back in a couple of hours I think.'' I said as I started the engine. They waved us goodbye and we drove to the hospital. We got there in no time at all.
Chase opened the door of the hospital and we walked in. We got to the receptionist. She looked up at us sternly. ''Yes, we are here to see Mr. Wesley Mefford.'' She looked at us. ''Down the hall on your left, room 42.'' She said while turning back to her computer. ''Thanks.'' I said of which the reply came, ''Whatever.'' We walked to room 42 and I knocked on the door. There was a nurse who opened the door. ''You came just in time.'' She said. ''He doesn't have much longer.'' She continued sadly. ''I'll just leave you.'' She walked out of the room. ''Hey, Melvin! So you've come to see me on your birthday.'' The 87 year old fur said. ''Hi, gramps.'' I said fighting back the tears. I felt so sorry for him. He was a very healthy fur. ''Hi guys!'' he said to the other three. I petted his head. He noticed my wound. ''Oh dear! What happened to you?'' He raised his voice in concern. I told him briefly what happened. ''Oh, no. This time he has gone too far.'' Grandpa said. ''Hand me that paper and pen would you?'' He asked me. I gave him the paper and a golden pen. My grandpa was a very rich fur. I wondered what he was going to do. ''Hey gramps, what do you mean by, this time?'' I asked in curiosity as I watched him scribble things onto the paper. ''He was never nice to anyone. He was a bully, he hit his classmates and even me. I tried several psychiatrists but no success.'' He was done writing. ''But shooting at your own son. That is something he shouldn't have done.'' He placed the paper on his night stand. I went over and hugged him. My tears floating out because of everything that was happening. Greysons mind was killing him of curiosity. ''Say, Wes. What were ye scribblin' on t' paper?''