The Job
Hello everyone. It's been a while. This was a story that I planned on writing in about 4 parts, but I'm leaving it as a one shot for now.
This will very likely be my last upload on this site for a long while, if ever. I'd like to thank anyone who has read my previous stories, and anyone who has ever given me any kind of feedback. It's been a great experience.
This story is very special to me, and I'm very happy with the way it turned out.
Anyways, on with the story!
"You got what?"
"I got the annual trip with this boss. Can you believe that?"
"Honey, that's amazing!" Joey said, letting his voice get just a little too high on the amazing.
"Yeah I know, it's great."I say half heartedly, focusing more on making sure not to ruin the pasta this time.
"Oh really. I don't think you understand how great this is." Joey says, as he slowly approaches me with an exaggerated spring in his step and an invisible cane. His "Gentleman's Stroll" as he calls it.
I can't help but laugh when I see him do that. "You know I gotta focus on dinner."
"Then you shouldn't look so sexy in that apron" my boyfriend retorts, just about finishing his walk over to me. "Or be so good at selling cars". He finishes off his last word by wrapping his arms around me from behind.
It feels good, just being there with him, but I really fucked up the Chicken Alfredo the last time so I gotta make sure I don't this time. That's when he starts using that old timey jazz singer voice.
"Oh Edgar, honey, baby, we're gonna be rich aren't we?" He's shaking his hips against mine and for some reason I feel like I'm at the ocean.
"Richer than you can ever imagine." I say, humorously.
"Oh dear, and where ever shall I put all my new diamonds." He pronounced diamonds like Die-a-monds.
"Oh don't worry honey we'll buy a couple of houses for you to put all your diamonds in." I try to pronounce it the same way he did but somehow end up with deah-mends, but he laughs at that anyways.
"But hun" I say.
"hmmmm?"
"If you don't let me finish the dinner we're not gonna get much of anywhere."
"Oh alright" he says, in his normal voice. "But remember something?"
"Hmmm?"
He whispers softly in my ear "I'm really proud of you, honest to God I am. You're doing such a good job bein the workin' man and all." He loosens his grip on me and goes to sit down.
I've got the biggest smile on my face and I'm sure that it won't be leaving me anytime soon.
Alright so the Chicken Alfredo was still kind of bad, and the steamed veggies were only okay, but the conversation was good.
Unfortunately I had to spend the rest of the night preparing for my business trip the next morning so I didn't get to spend that much time with Joey. By the time 10 o'clock came around I was pretty tired, but ready for my trip tomorrow.
"You all packed?"
"Yup" I say, stilling on the bed being pretty tired from a long day.
"Well there's just one thing that you forgot to pack" he says, sheepishly
"And what's that?"
Without saying anything he sits on my lap, and we kiss, muzzle to mouth.
"I've been having this problem a while now?" He says, right after our lips part.
"Oh yeah? Tell me all about it then" I say. I can already feel my entire body relaxing.
"Well, there's this sexy car salesman who keeps eyeing me all the time." He says, his lips an inch away from my muzzle.
"Really now? And what does he look like" I say, trying show real concern as best as I can.
"Well, he's this sexy German Sheppard mix." He says, seductively. "And he's got these huge sexy muscles and these powerful brown eyes. Tall, lightish-brown and handsome doesn't even begin to describe it."
"And does he have a belly?" My eyes clearly giving away my intent.
"Oh come on" he giggles "I told you you were starting to get a small belly, once. And that was months ago. Edgie, you're thirty-two, it happens." He closes his eyes and rubs his nose against mine. "Besides, you've still got those killer biceps"
"Do I now?" and he just responds with a big smile. "And does dokey want a closer look" Without waiting for an answer, I wrap my arms around him squeezing tightly against his much smaller, slender frame.
We brush our muzzles against each other while I sway us back and forth. "You know I hate it when you call me that" He responds.
"Ah come on, I think it really suites you"
"I've spent years trying out live that high school nickname, and then you come on over and try to bring it back. Do you know how annoying that is?" Joey responds, still as playful as before.
"So what? The first time I ever saw you they called you Dokey. So to me, you'll always be my little Dokey." I realize how cheesy this sounds, but that's the best I can do when it comes to romantic stuff.
"You big lug" Then he taps against my head, the both of us smiling like idiots.
We're both incredibly erect at this point and I'm enjoying feeling his erection press against my stomach, but I can't take his teasing any longer.
I turn the both of us around and press him against the bed. I take his shirt off and get mesmerized by his lean and delicious chest. I hungrily look at his entire human form. I also see that his erection is now barely being contained by his boxers.
"Oh, you're really horny today aren't you?" He says
I don't say a word; I just rub my muzzle against his chest and lightly lick at his nipples when my face gets near them. I love rubbing my fur against his soft fleshy skin.
He lets out a soft passionate sigh "You know how sensitive I am there, be a little more careful Edgie"
I don't care, I love watching his little body squirm under me and I know he secretly loves it when I ignore his pleas. I move my muzzle right over his nipple and suck on it a little firmer than I know he can handle.
His erection is pulsating now, and I watch in amusement as his whole body wiggles under me. "Oh you brute." He unconvincingly protests. I'm switching back and forth between nipples now and loving every second of his reactions.
After a few minutes, I think he's had enough. I raise my head and listen to him breathing heavily, and I feel even better than I did before. I love still being able to make him so breathless.
His hands quickly reach for my shirt and that's off within seconds. I watch has his little blue eyes light up even more. He places his hands on both my pecs. "You're a work of art, you know that?" he says to me.
That makes me blush, and I really haven't the slightest clue how to respond to that. The good thing is, I don't have to. He leans in and kisses me deeply, sticking his tongue as far into my muzzle as he can, and I return the favor for him. I listen carefully for the small sighs that escape his mouth that he thinks I don't hear. I'm overjoyed when I hear that he can't stop making them.
We've both had enough teasing, and we both know I have to get up early tomorrow so our boxers seem to just disappear, revealing our aching, needy cocks.
"I already lubed myself up for you" he says
"Mmm, it looks like I wasn't the only one who was eager today."
"I'm just smart enough to prepare for stuff like that ahead of time." He gives me one of those coy winks.
And with that I can't help myself. I'm already on top of him. If my cock was any farther out of my sheath I swear it would have fallen off by now. I stick just the tip into him and I watch his eyes carefully as I do it, taking in every expression and every reaction.
I rub my body fur against his chest and kiss him aggressively has I protrude into him further. He takes it all the way until his hole bumps against my aching knot. I break our kiss and look down at him. I can't get enough of his sexy furless body. I want to be in him all the time, every day, just like this.
"Enjoying the view" he says
I see his six inch cock pulsating and demanding to be touched while oozing pools of pre-cum. "Not as much as you'll enjoy this." In all honesty I wish I was better at sex talk, but at this point I'm sure neither of us mind.
I grab his cock and start jerking him rigorously while I thrust firmly into him. My cock feels like it's about to burst, but I promised myself this time that I would make sure that he came first. So I go at a slower more rhythmic pace while I continue to study all of his cute facial expressions.
I feel that he's relaxed enough now, so I whisper in his ear. "Here it comes baby" and I push my knot all the way inside him, bonding us together in a blaze of passion. He takes it like champ, like he always does.
I give one big hard thrust deep inside him and stroke his dick even more vigorously than before.
"I hope you remember that I promised to let you finish first today" I say, with an unintended grunt of aggression that usually comes when I knot him.
"Such... a gentleman" he says, between sighs.
I start thrusting into him harder and I'm in completely ecstasy now. Regardless of whether I want it to or not my tongue starts lolling out and I start grunting loudly. I make sure to keep stroking his cock and try to build up even more speed. His cock responds strongly to my touch and it keeps pulsating in my hands.
"Oh Edgar!" he moans, and I know what's coming next. I can already feel his asshole starting to clench down on my cock. The combination of his sighs and him clenching down on my aching knot is enough to bring me over too.
He was the first to cum, by a few seconds. And that made my orgasm even more well deserved. My loud coarse grunts seemed to harmonize well with his soft sighs as we both entered into complete bliss.
One of the happiest feelings in the world for me is the few odd minutes where we're both stuck together and he is full of my seed. I love the feeling of knowing that he is mine and that he happily takes all of it. I know that's kind of a selfish thought, but it just makes me so happy. I want him to be mine and I want to be his. I want to stay this way, forever.
We stare into each other's eyes, lovingly.
"You're gonna do great tomorrow" he says.
And somehow, he makes me believe that too.