Slave Hunter, Chapter Three.

Written by Wolfie Steel.

We drive out to the local shopping mall in Brandon's car, as we drive Brandon has his left paw gently resting on my thigh and I know that as soon as he gets chance he will move his paw a little further to the left where my raging Husky pride is waiting, but for now he has his eyes trained on the road ahead.

"Daniel, I want you to know something, I meant what I said back at the house when I was completing my diary, I have had a serious crush on you since the day you first joined the squad, I guess erm...I dunno that I just couldn't quite bring myself to admit it or to even tell you, I mean if I had told you back then you could have thought that I was taking the piss out of you for being gay, the truth is that I witnessed all the jibes and insults that flowed your way and I did fuck all to stop them, for that hon I am so very sorry...but I tell you this much, if I catch any of the guys attacking you when it comes out about us, I will personally drop kick their asses out of the force so fast it will make their fucking heads spin"

I place my right paw gently on the top of his left.

"Brandon, while what you have said is sweet an all, I can take care of myself. It has taken us many years to tell each other exactly how we feel for each other, but now that we have, we will face anything that the squad says or does together"

Eventually we arrive at the mall, we enter the main shopping precinct and I instantly begin looking into the windows of all of the shops. One of the first to gain my interest is a shop selling brand new cell phones; it has been a while since I shopped for technology, when normally it is just groceries for one. A phone in the window display seems to be shouting at me to purchase it. Suddenly I am brought out of my trance as a sexy Rottweiler muzzle lands on my shoulder.

"So, I'm too late huh? My Husky has fallen in love with...a BlackBerry Phone"

A small smile graces my muzzle.

"Well babe I'm sorry to say, but yes, its curves are just that bit sexier than yours, I hope you don't mind?"

Brandon sighs playfully.

"Oh well, why don't you go and get your new toy, I got something that is calling my name too, so I'm going to go and get it, I'll meet you two lovers at Cafe Nero in an hour okay?"

I nod gently and head into the store. Once inside the store I again get seduced by the display model of the phone, one of the shop assistants, a perky looking Doberman, sees me checking out the phone.

"Ah yes, the BlackBerry Curve 9320, a decent phone indeed, a smart phone no less"

The look of confusion on my face must have spoken volumes to the Doberman.

"Say, you haven't bought a new phone in quite a while have you?"

I pull out my huge 80's mobile phone.

"Sir forgive me for saying this, but that thing should be in a museum"

I gently chuckle at the Doberman.

"Careful my good Doberman, I'm a Detective in Scotland Yard, now I would like to buy this new phone, and also a case to carry it in"

The Doberman nods his head and vanishes into the back of the store, two minutes later he returns with the boxed phone and case; we sit at his desk while he sets my new phone up. Half an hour later with my phone setup and working and the paperwork filled out, I'm walking through the mall again when I come across a shop selling leather goods. I look at my watch and see that I still have half an hour before I need to head to the Cafe Nero, so I enter the store.

Twenty five minutes later and I'm heading to Cafe Nero with a bag that contains a large, flat box, the Cafe is in the centre of the precinct, as I make my way into the stand I spot my Rottweiler sitting at a table with a pensive look on his face. I take a seat opposite him and I can see that he has a carrier bag like mine, I put my bag up onto the table and Brandon's face immediately changes. Before either of us can speak the waiter comes to our table, we both order our drinks and a devilish looking piece of cake, once the waiter is out of earshot Brandon makes his move.

"Daniel, look I know that we have only been together for a couple of days, but I feel so strongly about you that I kind of went out and bought you a little something, but it seems that great minds think alike"

We swap bags and take out their contents; Brandon is the first to open his box, inside is a collar with an inscription on it... "To my sexy Rottweiler, the love of my life"

Next it is my turn to open my box, again it is a beautiful looking collar, and again there is an inscription on it that reads "To my darling Husky"

The waiter comes back to the table with our drinks and cakes, he smiles gently as he lays them down onto the table, he then takes his leave as he can see that we both have tears in our eyes.

"Okay Daniel, I know that we are just asking for trouble by wearing these collars, but the way I see it is this, I'm done with hiding myself from the world, if anyone has a problem with us that is their tough shit, I love you and I'm not afraid to show it"

For the first time since coming out I find myself agreeing with someone.

"You know what Brandon; you're right, fuck 'em all"

Brandon picks up my collar and clasps it around my neck with the inscription facing forward, I then do the same for him, and with our collars attached we finish our drinks and cake and then head up to the counter to pay the bill.

With the bill paid we head back out to the car, we make the drive to the local park, it takes no more than ten minutes and when we get there we take the picnic stuff from the trunk of the car and find ourselves a space to set up our picnic, I lay the blanket on the grass while Brandon switches off his phone.

With the basket now set down onto the blanket I turn my phone off so that we can have some peace and quiet away from the hustle and bustle of our daily lives. We both sit on the blanket facing each other; we then take a little food from the basket and begin to feed each other, giggling a little as we do.

The park is populated with families and couples all enjoying the sunshine; some of them look at us in a disgusted way but the rest pay us no mind, Brandon leans in close and whispers to me.

"Hehe, you know we could be arrested for our public shows of affection"

I give a gentle snicker.

"Babe, what can they do? Call the cops, too late we're already here, besides this is 2012, so we have gay rights on our side"

As I finish my sentence the sexy Rottweiler takes my maw with his own and kisses me passionately, he then pulls back slowly and I pant heavily trying to catch my breath, once I manage to regain my senses and breath we continue with our picnic both enjoying each other's company.

All too soon the sun begins to fade as the end of the day fast approaches, we both clear up the picnic things and head back to the car holding each other's paws, I lean my head into the Rottweiler's cheek and give it a quick peck.

"Thanks for today babe, you have started to melt the iceberg that was my heart and I can't thank you enough for that"

Brandon locks his eyes with mine as he replies.

"No sweetheart, it is me that should be thanking you, the other night when we were on that stake out, after I did what I did I should have been out of the force now, but instead of that you became my companion. Actually babe I have a confession to make, I know that I said that I wasn't looking at you as a boyfriend but now there is nothing that I would love more than to be with you as mates, you know the whole nine yards, I mean think about it, we have just spent the whole day together, and if truth be known I can see us both growing old together"

I remain silent as we get back to the car, Brandon puts the picnic stuff back in the trunk of the car and then closes it, and he then leans on the passenger side of the car obviously looking for some sort of answer.

To tease him even more I let out a loud sigh making him think that I was about to reject him.

"Well Brandon, don't you know that it is impolite to leave your boyfriend standing outside as the chill of the evening air is descending upon us"

Brandon's ears instantly stand erect as he registers what I have just said.

"W...what you mean that you want us to become m...mates? I mean come on, p...please don't be playing with me here Hunter because I can't take the teasing"

I make my reply as sultry as I can.

"Well big boy, get the fucking car door open and let me get in, because you and me have got a life to plan"

Brandon quickly opens the door to allow me to get into the car, once I am seated he quickly rushes around to the driver's side and climbs in, as he does so I'm afforded a glimpse of his perfect butt, and I know that the plans that we will be making will involve us both getting plenty of each other's bodies.

We arrive back home in record time having probably just shot more than a few red lights. I help Brandon take the picnic things back into the house, we then settle down in front of the TV wrapped in each other's arms, both of us knowing that the paths of our lives are going to change forever.