Not Easily Broken
Story revised....
****************** Not Easily Broken By: Ace Wolf ******************
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Dedicate this story to my amazing boyfriend Jason. Without his love and support I don't think I'd be able to endure life each and every day.
© 2010
Door closes.
A Rottweiler sits in a chair positioned facing a medium sized bed with a Dalmatian sitting at the edge. They look each other in the eye, catching one another gaze; the room fills with silence as neither speak or even attempt to speak.
Our Dalmatian friend is named Milo. Just like all Dalmatians, he's a tiny guy standing at five (5) foot two (2) with sky blue eyes. He was just an average Dalmatian: his fur white with black spots. He didn't have hold a lot of black spots, just a few on his belly, one above his eye, couple down his back, both ears were coated with black fur, and a couple on his back.
Very different from Milo, the Rottweiler, Caleb, is a very large canine. He stands six (6) foot two (3). Caleb's fur is all black except his chest and eyebrows which are creamy brown colors. The brown on his chest extends down to his groin area, making his pubic fur that creamy brown color.
Both guys stare at the other.
Caleb attempts to speak but shies away, turning his head to the side.
Milo's ears perks up, but lies flat as the rotty's attempt to speak fails. Milo wants to speak, but he can't; every attempt, every time he comes up with something to say it comes crashing down. The thought of what happen devastates him to the point where he can't communicate with the Rottweiler. He pulls all of his courage together and rushes into a conversation.
"Caleb," Milo eyes darts toward the ground. "Why are you here?"
"Because..."
"Because what?" Milo asks, sitting straight up now. "It's been weeks! You haven't called me; spoke to me in the halls at school!" His voice rises slightly.
Now it's Caleb turn to talk, raising his voice to match Milo's. "I never seen you attempt to strike up a conversation, you've been avoiding me just the same!" Caleb looks up at Milo with anger, and a hint of sorrow, in his eyes.
Milo looks down. "That's true, I've been avoiding you, dodging behind every corner, but why wouldn't I?" His voice lowered now. "I've had to deal with what I saw for weeks...it wasn't my job to come to you..."
"You think what you did doesn't hurt me?"
"Caleb! You cheated on me! I caught you with that fox at the movies that night you told me you had work! You lied! To me!"
Caleb looks toward the ground, then back up into Milo's eyes. "Is that why you were mad?" He chuckles and looks to the side, not wanting to make eye contact.
Milo bursts out in anger with tears streaming down his face. "That's a fuckin' good reason to be ma..."
"It didn't exactly happen that way." Caleb says, still looking off to his side. "See...that fox was my MMA coach. I can't lie, secrets had been kept, but I would never deceive you. That night he called me and asked to see a movie and talk about my fighting career.
"I didn't tell you because it was supposed to be a surprise, but since my little secrets are breaking us in two, guess I'll tell you. I'm going to Hawaii for my first fight, and I was going to bring you and your dad with me, since he's my manager and all But the point is that I really wanted you to come too."
Milo now feels guilty for accusing Caleb of cheating. He never really asked what was going on, just assumed the worst when he saw them together.
"Guess you can't now, since you've found a new mate, and all." Caleb balls his paw into a fist.
"Huh"
"You're mate? The wolf guy you hung out with after that track meet a week ago. I saw you two leave together," Caleb's teeth clamps together audibly.
Milo thinks back to that time period. His mouth hangs open and he begin to chuckle to himself. "Isaac!" He continues to chuckle.
"So that's his name?" Caleb says with hurt in his voice; Milo notices this.
"I'm not with Isaac, silly. He's my cousin."
"Y-your cousin?" Caleb asks dumbfound.
Milo nods. "Yup, Isaac is my cousin. He's obviously married into the family, but family nonetheless."
Caleb sighs in relief, unclenching his fist. "Cousin, huh? Heh...now I feel like a complete idiot."
"You're telling me..."
The room falls into a deep silence once again. Milo and Caleb, both, looks to their right as they think to themselves, looking for their next words.
I was wrong. Caleb thinks to himself.
This was all a misunderstanding. Milo says in his head.
Maybe we can just burry this...
None of these things should have happened...
I wonder what he's thinking.
Does he feel the same?
It's not over.
I can't let him go...
I...
I...
I love him! They both think at the exact same time.
Milo head turns.
Caleb head turns.
Their eyes meet, and as soon as they do, Caleb jumps up and attacks Milo's lips with his own. They lay across Milo's medium sized bed kissing passionately; Caleb holds both Milo's paws above the smaller canines head in one of his. The kiss lasts for a couple minutes before Caleb decides to break the kiss, looking down into Milo's eyes; Milo smiles.
As Caleb sees the smaller canine smile with such joy, such comfort, such...love, he cannot help but smile back. It has been over a month since he witnesses the Dalmatian smiling face. Once seeing it, the last few weeks seemed as if they never happen.
Milo rubs his paw up Caleb's chest, smiling happily. He too is just as excited to once again be with Caleb.
"I love you." Milo says softly.
"I love you too."
Milo takes the end of Caleb's shirt and lifts it over his head, then casts it to the floor. Now all Caleb's wearing is a pair of jogging pants. Milo, on the other paw, was only in long boxers, and a small sleeping shirt.
Caleb chuckles and do the same to Milo's shirt then leans back over him to kiss the Dalmatian once again. This kiss lasts a few seconds before it breaks.
Caleb gently presses his lips against his mate's lips once more. "I'm sorry," He kisses Milo's neck. "So very sorry."
"I-it's o-ok..." is the only thing Milo can say. Caleb's soft neck kiss disables proper speaking.
"How can I make it up to you?" He continues to kiss the Dalmatian.
"Let me..."
"Uh-huh?"
"Worship your muscles..."
Chuckling can be heard from the larger canine. Milo always loves to trace his paws across Caleb's body. When it came down to it Milo is a true sub. Caleb rolls over so that Milo is on top of him.
"Go head, pup." Caleb grins.
Milo quickly gets to work, rubbing his paws up and down Caleb's chest, abs, stopping at his waist. He murrs, as his paws feels the Rottweiler hard muscles', they were rock solid; Milo loved this about Caleb.
Caleb watches his pup play with his arms crossed behind his head. He chuckles. Milo's paws are a bit cold.
After letting his paws explore the muscled packed fur, Milo lowers his head and began kissing the Rottweiler's chest. Kisses turn into slow licks as his head drops down. He stops at the waistline and looks up innocently. Caleb nods in approval; Milo turns around and places his ass in front of Caleb, then slips his paws into Caleb's sweatpants, pushing them down, inch by inch. He discovers his boyfriend has gone commando on him today, not wearing any underwear.
The older canine laughs softly, but soon became serious as he fells something wet hit his sheath. He looks down to find Milo gently stroking the sheath with his tongue. Caleb moans softly.
Milo pink muscle keeps at it, running up and down the furry sheath until the prize shows itself. Caleb's canine meat finally appears, and when it does Milo attacks it, placing the tip in his mouth and suckling it as if it was a pacifier.
Sheets clenches in a paw, his head shoots back. Caleb is quickly washed over by pleasure. It feels so good to him, something he hasn't felt in a while. The little Dalmatian always knew how to work that muzzle of his; he was a pro at oral stuff. Caleb reaches for Milo's boxers and slides them down; he decides to pleasure the little Dalmatian too. He separates the ass cheeks in front of him and licks up the crack slowly.
Milo lets out a series of moans as he continues giving the larger canine a blowjob: bobbing his head up and down, his tongue sliding along the long shaft.
"Ohhhhhhhh." Caleb moans louder, never ceasing to rim Milo. His cock shoots out pre by the gallon, wrapping around Milo's tongue.
Milo, being the sub that he is, swallows every drop of the throbbing cocks' clear fluids. It's warm as it hits his tongue; a sweet yet salty taste, and Milo loves it. He would wash down Caleb's pre all day if giving the chance.
Caleb's pink muscle moves in and out of the tight anal ring before him. While Milo likes to perform oral, Caleb love's to give a rim job, especially to Milo. Milo was always so clean, and in some odd way, Caleb enjoyed the taste. On top of that he really liked to hear the smaller canine whimper and moan, it made everything so much more enjoyable.
A dog can only take so much. Milo sucks harder and harder. The pre drives him wild.
Caleb can't handle the suction and is very close to his orgasm. His balls begin to pull into his body.
"I'm..."
The cock pops out of Milo's mouth and he grabs the two orbs beneath its shaft.
"Oh, no you don't!" Milo ceases Caleb's orgasm.
Caleb lets out a painful cry, pain shoots throughout his body and tears fall from his eyes. He clench his teeth to prevent any future cries cannot be heard.
Milo sits up on his boyfriend's hard abs, holding Caleb's rock hard member in his paws. He turns his head to look at the rotty. "I can't have you wasting that precious seed in my mouth..." He smiles showing all of his brilliantly, white teeth. "You're gonna come in my ass today, it's been so long since I had anything in me, I'm craving it!"
Caleb's painful expression vanishes and a grin replaces it.
Milo removes himself from Caleb and lies beside him. He turns his head to the side and smiles.
Caleb roles over, now hovering over the Dalmatian; Milo wraps his tiny legs around Caleb's waist and pulls him closer, bringing Caleb's pulsating member to his slick tail hole. Caleb looks down.
"You ready?"
"Y-yeah." Milo stutters excitedly.
Caleb advances forward, driving his member inside Milo. Milo's tail hole quickly clenches around its invader, making the situation far greater in pleasure for Caleb. When Caleb finally hilts the smaller canine, he begins to pull out and push back in; in a slow motion. From sheer pleasure, Milo moans; his tail hole tightens and loosens as its being invaded. The intense pounding forces his own cock out; his pink member grazes against the Rottweiler's soft fur.
"Faster, baby! -moans-"
Caleb obeys and increase each thrust. He earns more and more moans, this making him bury his cock deeper into the smaller dog.
"Fuuuucccckkkk!!!" Each thrust sends a new wave of pleasure through Caleb; his orgasm seems to be closing in on him, seeing that his knot is now formed.
Milo is also not too far from his orgasm. Every thrust punches his prostate, sending him over the edge, pre shoots across Caleb's chest. He doesn't know how long he'll last, but it is something he does know, and that's...
"Tie...tie...us...please..." Milo whispers. Milo wants to be one with his love.
It is faint, but Caleb catches what is said and thrust in harder. He pushes into the little Dalmatian five more times before shoving in his knot.
Milo whimpers in pain, tears falls from his eyes, tears of pain, pleasure, and most importantly: happiness. He wraps his arms around his strong boyfriend's neck and pulls him into a kiss.
The two lie their kissing one another: Caleb's knot deep inside Milo's tail hole; Milo gently massaging Caleb's rock hard member by tightening and loosening his anal muscle. Not much time passes before Caleb reaches his peak and rockets his seed in Milo, coating every inch of the Dalmatians anal walls.
The warmth of Caleb's seed brings Milo to his climax; he shoots his load onto Caleb's creamed colored chest.
The kiss breaks.
Milo licks the top of Caleb's muzzle and smiles up cutely; Caleb smiles back. They both stays there, gazing into one another eyes. Both, Milo and Caleb, happy to have each other, and never wants to let go; thinking the exact same thing in union.
God, I love him.