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Wolfie Steel gets fired from his job working with MI6 Mouse Division, and almost immediatly gets hired by Linkin Doberman

Keywords: Wolf, M/M, Anatomically Correct, Semi-Yiffy, Suggestive, Rottweiler, Doberman

Wolfie Steel.

Assassin/Bodyguard for hire.

Written by Vinnie Van Daz.

Chapter 2.

The part of Wolfie Steel, is played by me, Vinnie Van Daz.

I also gratefully acknowledge Linkin Doberman for agreeing to appear in the story, nice one, you dog you.

I own the character of Wolfie Steel, so I respectfully ask that you do not use him in your stories without my permission, also I'm using Linkin Doberman's character with his kind permission, I respectfully ask that you don't use Linkin Doberman's character without his say so, thanks. Also, there will be parts of this story that will involve M/M sexuality, so if you are under the legal age for your country, please do not read!!

The story so far, Wolfie Steel has been fired from his lucrative job working as Vinnie Van Daz's personal bodyguard, when Vinnie Van Daz finds out that Wolfie has been moonlighting. Wolfie's brother, Wolverine, has the unwanted task of evicting Wolfie from the office. Upon the eviction, Wolfie learns that Wolverine now does not want Wolfie as a brother, dejected and hurt, Wolfie leaves the building and sits on the small wall just opposite the building, puts his head in his paws and cries, only to be interrupted by the sound of his cell phone ringing. After answering the call, Wolfie, heads to the base of Big Ben, where he meets up with a mysterious Doberman, Linkin Doberman. Linkin offers Wolfie a job as his bodyguard, Wolfie accepts the job. AND NOW FOR CHAPTER 2.

The limo headed out to the outskirts of London, and after a journey of some half an hour, I could hear the crunch of loose gravel under the wheels of the stretch limo, I guessed that we were being driven up a long gravel driveway. The car finally came to a stop, the driver got out from the drivers seat and came to the rear door and opened it, both myself and Linkin exited the limo and stood facing the front of a large Tudor style house, Linkin turned to me and spoke.

"Welcome to my home, well my UK one at least, I will give you the guided tour of the house and immediate grounds, I will then ask my driver to drive you to your new home, which is situated towards the rear of the grounds and is about a three minute drive away."

Linkin was as good as his word, he took me on the guided tour of his beautiful house and grounds. "I will now leave you in the hands of my driver, Tony, he will take you to your new place and help you settle in."

Tony, was a huge 6'5" black furred Rottweiler, Tony made to open the front passengers door for me , then I stopped him.

"Tony, thanks for the offer, but I'm old enough and dare I say daft enough to be able to open a car door for myself." Oh how I wish I hadn't said that, I realised that I had my paw on Tony's right arm, and in the blink of an eye and in one fluid movement, Tony grabbed hold of my offending paw and held me in an arm lock, and spoke softly into my left ear.

"You got your job wolf, and I got mine, and as I am the driver, I open the car doors for my guests, and as I do not know you very well yet, I consider you my guest! Any questions?", I thought about my reply carefully.

"Fine, if your job means that much to you, hurry up and open the door already", the Rottweiler chuckled a little and replied.

"Good choice, you get to stay connected to your arm, this time".

Tony opened the door and I got into the passenger seat, he then gently closed the door and headed for the drivers side. I looked out of my window and I could see Linkin standing looking out of his front window with a huge smirk on his face.

Tony and I arrived at the house that was to become my new home, though as it turns out, I was going to be getting to know Tony a hell of a lot better, as the house also acted as his home, a thought popped into my head, Great, we are either going to get on like a house on fire, or we are going to try and kill each other - why does god hate me so?, so I asked the almighty.

"God, why do you hate me so much?", a chuckle broke out from Tony and he spoke to me.

"Hate him back, it works for me".

At last I find that Tony does have a sense of humour after all. Tony and I enter the house and we head for the living room, once there I turn to Tony offer my paw and speak.

"Tony, we kinda got off on the wrong paw, shall we try again?, okay here goes, Hello, my name is Wolfie Steel, and I'm to be Mr Doberman's new bodyguard", at this Tony chuckled but he played along taking my offered paw and shaking it gently.

"I'm Anthony Stone, Tony to my friends, and I am Mr Doberman's driver and very good friend, it is a pleasure to meet you Mr Steel", I told Tony to dispense with the formalities of calling me Mr Steel and to just call me Wolfie, to which he agreed and told me that I was to call him Tony.

Wow, I've known this guy for all of two and a half hours and already we are on first name terms. Tony showed me the rest of the house, including his bedroom and my new bedroom, once the tour was complete, Tony spoke again.

"I've been up since five am, so I'm going to get a couple of hours sleep, I suggest that you do the same as we will both be dining at the main house with Mr Doberman tonight and let me tell you, when we dine with the boss, it's a late night affair. I know that at the moment the only clothes you have are what you are in, so I will loan you some for the evening, you are only a couple of inches shorter than me so size won't be a major problem. In your room you have an en-suite bathroom, complete with a shower, toilet, wash basin and an absolute essential for us furs, a fur dryer, I know that you are probably still a little emotional after what happened earlier, but you must try to put that behind you, I guarantee that you will enjoy yourself tonight".

With that, Tony headed into his room and closed the door, in turn I headed towards my room and closed the door behind me. The room was almost completely empty, save for a bed, a bedside table, an as yet empty walk in closet. At the back of the room was another doorway, which led into the en-suite bathroom. By now I was almost completely emotionally drained so I quickly dived onto the bed, I must have fallen to sleep whilst in mid-dive, as I don't remember my head hitting the pillow.

Four hours later, and it is now four pm, I'm awoken by the sound of Tony gently knocking on my door and telling me that I need to get up and shower and change ready for the evenings events, I clamber out of bed, fortunately still fully dressed and head to the door and open it and look squarely into the muzzle of Tony.

"I bought some of my clothes for you to try on, for tonight's festivities, they should fit quite well", I thanked Tony for the loan of the clothes and assured him that I would have a shower and change and then would join him in the living room, with that said I closed the door, lay the loan clothes on the bed and then stripped out of my old clothes and headed for the shower.

I stood in the shower for what seemed like an eternity, just allowing the warm water to flow through my silver coloured fur. As the water flowed, I began to feel the stress and the raw emotion of the day, wash clean from my fur and my soul, after about ten minutes of just standing there in the flow of the water, I found the shampoo and poured some into the palm of my paw and began to lather it up and rub it gently into my fur. After making sure that I had covered my whole body, I again let the warm water flow through my fur, rinsing the soap suds and the grime away. After finishing with the shower, I switched off the water and stepped out from the shower, on the far wall of the bathroom was a full length hot air blower which acted as a fur dryer, once I had dried the worst of the water from my fur, I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed back into my bedroom.

I entered my room from the en-suite and was immediately astonished to find Tony sat on the edge of my bed, he was crying his eyes out. I cautiously headed towards the sobbing Rottweiler and spoke.

"Tony! What's wrong? Why are you crying?", Tony looked up at me through sore, red, tear filled eyes and replied.

"I don't know how to tell you this Wolfie, I mean, I've only just met you and, and, and.....even the boss doesn't know this, but I'm kinda....you know....kinda", I cut Tony off mid sentence and finished it for him.

"What?, Your kinda what, gay, a dog, a brute, all of the above?, relax Tony, I sort of know what's coming next, your going to tell me that you are gay aren't you?", Tony looked at me with a shocked look on his face and replied.

"How did you know?", I gave Tony a small smile.

"The signs are there my friend, the fact that you flipped when I touched your arm earlier, you offering to loan me some of your clothes for this evening, but the real reason I know you are gay, is that it takes one to know one", the look of shock on Tony's face deepened.

"What you mean you are.....", again I stopped Tony mid-sentence.

"Gay?, yes Tony, I am gay".

Tony looked stunned at this revelation, so just to prove a point, I sat on the edge of the bed next to Tony and placed my paw on his thigh, I could feel Tony's body shaking with nerves, with my free paw, I gently took hold of Tony's muzzle and gently turned it to meet mine in a long and passionate kiss, the kiss caused Tony's body to shake more with nerves. I gently broke away from the kiss and spoke to Tony.

"Let me see if I can calm your nerves down just a little", with that I knelt on the floor in front of him so that my muzzle was now at the same height as his crotch, I moved my head in closer until my muzzle was mere millimetres away from his crotch, I then gently licked at his crotch, the reaction that I wanted, was the reaction I got, I saw the huge throbbing tent in Tony's trousers.

I licked my muzzle suggestively and slowly brought a paw up to Tony's zipper, then slowly and gently, so as not to catch his raging rothood, I lowered the zipper. The instant that his zipper was down, his tented underwear poked through the fly, it looked to be at least seven inches long and I wanted it. With his cock still covered by his underwear, I licked the tip of his cock through the material, and as a reward I got a taste of his pre cum, but again, I wanted more, I looked up at Tony's face, he looked down at me and just nodded his head, I had just been granted full access.

Before he changed his mind and put up the 'access denied' sign, I pulled the rim of his underwear down to reveal his huge, throbbing cock. I could if I wanted to, tease Tony and drag this out for ages, but I could see that he was needing some relief, so I went straight to work, greedily taking the whole of Tony's still lengthening cock into my muzzle.

As soon as my muzzle closed around Tony's meat, I began to suck on him, like a wild, feral wolf. With every suck, I felt as though I was taking more of Tony's meat into my mouth. Suddenly, the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat, causing me to gag slightly, once at that point, I began to bob my head up and down, lightly sucking and licking his shaft. It was then that I realised that Tony wasn't quite used to this treatment, as I had only been pleasuring him for around two minutes, when he let out a stifled howl, and I new what that meant, Tony was gonna cum. I carried on with my treatment and within thirty seconds he was howling like a banshee, suddenly he exploded in my mouth and I took it all and swallowed greedily.

After Tony had done with his climax, I obligingly cleaned him off and removed his shrinking tool from my mouth, I then looked up at Tony with a rye smirk on my face.

"Well Tony, now that puts me in a bit of a quandary, just whose body am I going to be guarding?", Tony made his reply in a serious tone.

"You have been employed by Mr Doberman to be his bodyguard, he must never know of what has happened here today, he would kill us both, literally!".

After we had finished cleaning ourselves up, we made our way to the main house, we entered the house through the Tradesman's entrance and waited in the kitchen, to be escorted to the large living room, where Linkin would be waiting for us, however, it was not one of Linkin's staff members who came to greet us, it was the great fur himself, he had given the rest of his staff the night off. Linkin stood in the doorway and looked at us both with a wicked smirk on his muzzle.

"Guys, tonight neither of you are on duty, you are my honoured guests, and honoured guests do not sit in the kitchen waiting to be invited in to the main room.", with that both Tony and I let out a small nervous chuckle and joined the great Doberman and followed him to the main room, once we were in the main room, we all took a seat and Linkin began to speak again.

"So, have you two studs.....settled in together yet?", I looked at Tony with a look that was both of shock and confusion, Linkin saw my look and continued to speak.

"Oh come on guys, I'm a Doberman of the world, credit me with just a little intelligence, for instance, I know for a fact that you Tony are gay, and I must say that I get the same feeling about you young Wolfie".

Tony's eyes hit the floor and then he spoke.

"So that is why you invited us both here tonight, so that you could kill us both in one fell swoop?", at these words the Doberman's jaw hit the floor. After a few seconds, Linkin regained most of his composure and spoke again.

"Tony, you have been my driver for five years, I have known that you are gay for at least four and a half years, so if I were going to kill you for being gay, don't you think that I would have done it by now?, and as for you Mr Steel, I've only known you for just under ten hours and I sort of realise that you are gay, how do I know?, well when you and Tony were stood by the car earlier, I saw you put your paw on Tony's arm, not in a rough way, but in a loving way, and when Tony put you in that arm lock, it was like Tony was trying to deny his sexuality. Now for my sanity guys please accept the fact that I know about you both and the fact that I'm not in the business of killing two of my best aids, now that everything has been said I don't know about the two of you, but I'm starving and quite thirsty too, whose up for pizza and beer?".

With that he took out his cell phone and called the local pizza delivery service and placed our order, our extremely large order. Half an hour later the buzzer on the front gates intercom was activated, it was the pizza delivery guy, even though I was not officially on duty, I made my way to the front gate to collect our pizzas and pay the delivery guy. I struggled my way back to the house with my arms full of pizza boxes and entered the main room. I gently set the boxes down onto the coffee table, whilst Linkin went back into the kitchen and brought in three bottles of strong beer. The Doberman now had a sly smile on his muzzle and spoke.

"So do gay furs now how to eat pizza and drink beer?, I surely hope so, cos there ain't no way that I can manage to consume all of this by myself!", with that myself, Linkin and Tony began to tuck into the feast.

After many slices of pizza and maybe one too many bottles of beer, I tried to make my eyes focus on the clock on the wall, after many attempts, I managed to just about read 2.45 am. A very drunk Linkin managed to slur out a few coherent words.

"Okay guys (Hick) it's time that we (Hick) t.....turned in for the m...orning (Hick), there is no way (Hick) that you two will make it back to your digs (Hick) so you can take one of the g......guest rooms!", with that eventually said we all staggered up the stairs and to our respective rooms.

Both myself and Tony went into separate rooms, though by 12.45 pm when we woke, we certainly weren't in separate rooms, not only were we in the same room, we were also in the same bed, LINKIN'S bed, Tony's brain suddenly began to work, he nudged me to wake me up, I didn't want to wake up but after a few seconds I came around, the realisation hit me like a ten ton semi.

"Tony?, what the hell am I doing in your bed?", Tony's reply shocked me even more.

"Guess again Wolfie, you are not in my bed, we are in Linkin's", I slowly raised my head and saw the Doberman on the other side of Tony.

"Tony, we are so screwed. After the boss has finished with us, they won't even be able to identify us from dental records!".

I gestured with my head to Tony to slowly follow me out of the bed and out onto the landing and act like nothing had happened, bad move! As we started to slowly exit the bed, the sound of Linkin's voice shattered all our plans.

"And where do you two think you are going?", I made my reply.

"Well sir, as for me I'm going to get your shotgun, and I'm pretty sure that Tony is going to get a couple of shells for the shotgun, that way you won't have actually killed us, we would have technically committed suicide!".

"Tony, Wolfie, firstly you've no need to go get my shotgun and shells, as they lie right here with me, and secondly, you notice that though my gun is well within reaching distance and loaded, it still lies in it's place, now come on guys, it doesn't take the worlds greatest brain to work out what that means, but for the sake of you two, it means that even though you are in the bosses bed, with the boss right by your side, you are in absolutely no danger of anything, and let me repeat that, anything bad happening to you! We were all a little out of it last night, or should that be this morning, so let's just leave it at that!", both Tony and I let out our respective sighs of relief, though the actual truth of the matter is, that nothing actually happened, sure I was cuddled up in Tony's arms, but as for Linkin, he was not even close to us, such was the size of his bed.

After a while the three of us got out of bed, and we all winced in pain as three major hangovers took hold of three very sheepish canines.