After Party 8 - The Punishment
#9 of After Party
After Party 8 - The Punishment
Legal Thingy- All persons who are unfortunate enough to be under the age of 18 shall not
read this story. If said person reads this story, their eyes will dissolve, their penis will shrivel
to the size of a tic-tac, and there right hand will fall off. NO PORN FOR YOU! Unless you
are 18 or older... then fap to your heart's content. Also, my story, my characters; don't steal.
Note- Some of the stuff in this story gets a little kinky... just in case you aren't into that kind
of stuff I'm giving you fair warning. Also this could be the last story for a while. I'm going
home to Minnesota (yay) for Thanksgiving, then I come back and have the last few weeks of
the semester (finals... whaaa), then I go back home to Minnesota for winter break. So I hope
this story will suffice for a while anyways, and I will try to write another as soon as I can. :3
"You are a naughty meat log, you know that?" Allen said to John who had moved close
enough that his paw had already begun unbuttoning Allen's pants.
"I know... and your sex is butter buns..." he said pulling the pants off.
"What? That didn't make sense."
"I know. Now shut up and let me suck you off," John said pulling down his underwear and
licking the soft sheath he found underneath.
Allen quickly started getting hard.
"I don't know... why should I let you? You've been pretty bad," Allen said trying to stop John.
"Yes, I've been very, very bad, and I need to make up for it." John's tongue found Allen's tip
and started licking. Allen's cock continued to get harder and longer.
"But you.... no... I..." Allen got lost as John stuck the cheetah's hard cock into his soft,
warm, wet muzzle and started to suck. "...Uhh..." was all Allen could manage to say before
he gave in to the pleasure.
John's large tongue ran up and down his length. He shoved his entire cock into his muzzle
and started pumping; Allen's head brushing against the back of John's throat. John's wet
tongue still working its magic.
"...ohhh..." Allen moaned as he felt the pressure building inside of him.
John began pumping faster. Allen started breathing heavily trying to hold back his impending
orgasm. He didn't want John to win that easily. But John wasn't going to let that happen.
John reached over and crammed one of his fingers into Allen's tail hole and felt around. He
found the prostrate and gently pressed against it. Allen couldn't hold it in anymore, and he
unleashed his load deep into John's throat.
John gulped the thick juice down and sucked Allen dry. He pulled his finger out, but not
before pressing Allen's prostrate one more time making him squirm in pleasure. He lifted up
and let Allen's softening cock slide back into his sheath. Allen laid there panting as the last
of his orgasm faded.
John sat on the bed next to him, leaned over and gave him a kiss.
"Better?" he said licking Allen's nose.
"... Ha... you wish..." Allen said still out of breath.
"Damn... well I have all night," John said starting to caress Allen's sheath.
Allen pushed John's paw away and pulled up his pants.
"Yeah, if I let you... Bad puppies should be punished... no more cock for you," Allen said
standing up and walking away.
"Aww... please? PLEASE?" John said standing on all fours and crawling to Allen. "I need
cock..." he said pawing at Allen's leg.
"Nope... you've been bad and you need to be punished," he said looking down at the begging
wolf. "And no amount of sad puppy-eyes is going to change that."
John didn't give up. He started to whine and paw harder, slowly making his way up to Allen's
crotch.
"NO! Now go other there on the bed and think about what you did."
John's ears dropped and he reluctantly crawled over to the bed and plopped down.
"Now, no sex until you realize what you did. I'm going to go on to your computer. You stay
there..." he said as John tried to get off the bed. "Do I need to get a spray bottle?"
"...No... I was just..." said John mumbling off to himself.
"Good," Allen said sitting down at John's computer. He logged on to check his e-mail when
an instant message box popped up.
"Hey, wuz up? U stil at johns?" Tania typed.
"Yeah I'm still here."
"Wats new?"
"Well John has been very bad."
"OoOoOoOoO do tell ;D"
"Not like that."
"O like wut?"
"He almost got us arrested."
"OoOo now u hav 2 tell me"
"Well he was really horny and we were at the boardwalk and he just had to have sex."
"U guys did it in public????????"
"No it was in a bathroom but we got caught."
"U DID? OMG!"
"I know. Fortunately the police officer who caught us was nice and let us go."
"lucky :3"
"Yeah so now I'm not letting him have sex as punishment."
"Rough"
"Yeah well I don't care he disserves it."
"No I mean give it to him rough. Make him cry ;)"
"Oh... I see. Good idea."
"Just make sure he comes out alive."
"We'll see."
"LOL. O I almost forgot."
"Yes?"
"Ur dad came over yesterday looking for u. He looked pretty angry."
"..."
"Yeah. Lucky I told my parents about wut happened so they just lied about wut they knew."
"That's good I guess."
"I dunno where else he looked but watch out."
"I will thanks for telling me."
":3 Ok, i have to go. Glad to hear from u again. Hope everything with u and john works out."
"Thanks. Bye."
"TTFN"
Allen closed the IM and looked at his e-mail. There wasn't much amongst the spam; penis
enlargement, penis enlargement, Viagra for one dollar, penis enlargement, dripping wet furs
only $9.99, more penis enlargement. But at the bottom of the list there was one from his
mom. He looked at it for a while, trying to decide if he wanted to open it or not. His mouse
rolled over the link, his finger hovering above the mouse. He clicked. The email sprung up.
"Dear Allen,
"I know what we did scared you away, and we are sorry. We just want you back. We want
to know that you are all right. Please come back. We still love you, even if you want to be
gay. Things can be fixed. We can send you to a counselor, and we can be a family again.
Your father is running around all over trying to find you. We want you back, please come
back.
"Love mom."
Allen closed the e-mail and looked over at John who was trying to entertain himself with a
sock puppet he had made. He noticed Allen looking at him and quickly hid the puppet.
"What?" John asked cramming the sock under himself.
"Oh nothing..." Allen said before returning to the screen.
He started to think about his parents. They were looking for him. But if he went back home
he wouldn't be aloud to see John ever again. He loved John, he couldn't let him go. Why
couldn't his parents just accept him? Why isn't life ever easy? Why can't he and John be
together forever? Why, why, why? Allen felt a paw on his shoulder and realized that he was
sitting there staring at the screen for a long time.
"You ok?" John asked him.
Allen nodded. "Yeah, just thinking."
"About what?"
"Home."
"Oh."
"Yeah. My mom sent an e-mail asking me to go back."
"Do you want to go back?"
"No, not really."
"Then don't. You can live here. We will get you new clothes and stuff. You'll be fine here."
"But my dad is looking for me."
"Oh... well, if he shows up, we will run."
"Run where? Then we will both be homeless, and your parents will be charged with
kidnapping."
"Hmm... well... I don't know. But what is happening now is working, so let's just keep on
living and worry about it when it happens."
"It won't be long before he finds me."
"Well, we will fight for you tooth and nail."
"You don't understand..."
"I don't need to, you are mine now, and no one else can have you. That's it."
Allen started to cry.
"Oh sweetie, it will be alright," John said hugging the cheetah. "Everything will be just fine.
Don't worry about it." He started to rock back and forth.
"DINNER!" they both heard from the living room.
"Dinner is ready. You going to be ok?" John asked wiping away Allen tears.
"Yeah... I think so."
"Ok." John kissed Allen on the forehead and they both got up. "Let's go get washed up."
They walked to the bathroom smoothed out their fur and walked out into the living room.
"What is for dinner mom?" John asked.
"Tuna casserole," she replied while setting the table.
John and Allen looked at each other with discussed looks on their faces. They both started
to laugh.
"What is so funny? Are you making fun of your mother's casserole?" Adam said walking into
the kitchen.
"No..." John said giggling.
"You really shouldn't. Do you know how many cracks I have filled with that stuff? The entire
reason this house is still standing is because of that casserole," Adam said before getting a
swift whack with a towel from Lucy.
"Now all three of you sit down so you can enjoy my delicious meal," she said lightly bopping
them all on the head with the towel.
They sat down at the table and began eating. The sounds of chewing and silverware hitting
the plate filled the room.
"So Allen, how long will you be staying with us?" Adam asked between bites,
"Oh, well... umm..." Allen started to answer.
"Well, you see Dad... Allen can't really go home..." John said
The sounds of eating quieted.
"Oh... I see... May I ask why?"
John gave a deep breath and looked over at Allen. "Allen's parents weren't quite as
excepting as you guys were. You know the scratch on the car?"
"Yes..." Adam responded.
"Well that was from Allen's dad. We went back to get some of his stuff and he chased after
us. He isn't very happy about the whole thing. And if Allen goes back... well, that wouldn't
be good."
"I see... well Allen, you are welcome here. If you need to stay, we will take care of you,
don't worry about it," Adam said.
"We are actually a little worried, because apparently Allen's dad is looking for him, and it is
only a matter of time before he finds out where we live," said John.
"Well... if he comes... we won't let him in," Lucky said.
"He will just call the police. Technically he is running away, and the police have the power to
take him away."
"We won't let him," said Adam.
"Then you will be kidnapping."
"Well I'm sure the hell not going to hand over Allen to some crazed lunatic who is going to
hurt him," said Lucy.
"Then what are we going to do?" John asked.
"How long until your eighteenth birthday Allen?" Adam asked.
"About two months."
"Well that's no good. Hmm..."
"We could go live in the cabin for a while, he won't find us there," Lucy suggested.
"But these two have school soon, and we can't just leave our jobs," Adam said.
"Well we have to do something."
"There isn't a whole lot we can do. But don't worry Allen, we will come up with something,
we will protect you."
"Thank you," Allen said. "I'm sorry I'm so much trouble."
"Don't say that. It's not trouble if it is from someone you care about. You are family now,
and we will do anything for family."
Allen smiled. He felt so protected by the people at the table. They accepted him for who he
was, and were willing to defend him. He was a part of their family, a feeling he though he
wouldn't ever have again.
"Ok, well let's finish dinner before it gets cold. We will talk about it in the morning," Lucy
said, trying to get the family to eat her casserole.
"But mom, we need to figure it out now," John said.
"Finish your dinner!" she yelled.
They all started eating in silence.
"Sorry I can't save you from this dinner," John whispered to Allen.
"It's ok."
Allen's foot found Johns and he gently caressed the side of John's leg.
They finished eating and dismissed themselves quickly.
"Thanks for the dinner mom. Me and Allen are going back to my room."
"You are welcome, now off with you!"
John and Allen ran to the room and plopped down on the bed. John leaned over and kissed
Allen. Allen wrapped his arms around him and pulled him back on the bed.
"So does this mean we are even?" asked John.
"Ha, not even close... You still don't get any sex..." Allen said pushing the wolf off of him.
"Damn... what do I have to do to make up for it...?"
Allen paused to think, and I smile appeared on his short muzzle. "You will find out tonight..."
''What does that mean?" John asked confused.
"You will find out tonight... just wait."
"Can't I find out now?" he asked pawing at Allen again.
"Nope. Now I'm going to take a little nap. If you do anything... even touching yourself... no
sex for a week, and a worse punishment tonight. Got it?"
John nodded. Allen got under the sheets in the bed and tried to fall asleep. John went
under too and started to spoon him.
"Ehem... It's hard to sleep with you poking me in the back. Either get rid of it or turn
around..."
John silently turned around and tried to sleep, which he found to be very difficult in his current
horny condition. Eventually both of them drifted off and fell asleep.
Allen woke up. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the electric clock next to the bed. 11:37.
Perfect. He rolled over and looked at the still sleeping wolf. He touched his shoulder and
gently woke him.
"Hey sweetie, how did you sleep?"
"Ok... how did you?" he said half yawning. John looked at the clock too.
"I need you to go wait in the bathroom, ok?"
"What?" John said still trying to wake up.
"Go wait in the bathroom until I come and get you."
"Ok... why?" he said stumbling out of bed and heading towards the door. "I'm still sleepy."
"Just go wait; I'll get you in a few minutes."
"Ok..." And Allen watched the wolf stumble through the dark to the bathroom. He listened
closely and when he heard the bathroom door shut, he went into action.
He got out of bed and flipped on the lights. He walked over to the closet and dug around for
the shoe box John had pulled out earlier. He found it under a pile of dirty clothes.
He pulled it out and brought it over to the bed. He opened it and removed everything inside
and laid them out. He only knew what about half of them were, but it didn't matter. He
picked out the ones he knew how to use and anything else that looked promising and
scattered them around the bed. Then he started to look around the rest of John's room.
He picked up a large green candle, a pack of matches, and the bag of toys and lube. He
also laid these out around the bed. He did another look around the room and found a riding
crop in another pile in the closet. Knowing that there were probably other hidden goodies
hidden in the closet he started peeking around and managed to find a pair of handcuffs,
some rope, and a large leather cat o' nine tails whip. This was going to be a fun night.
Allen stripped down to his red briefs and walked to the door. He stopped before he left,
turned around, lit the green candle, and grabbed the riding crop and whip which he stuck in
the front of his tight briefs, and turned off the lights. Then he walked out of the room and
knocked on the bathroom door lightly, but no one answered.
"John, sweetie, you still in there?" He knocked a little louder, still no answer. "John... are
you there?" He knocked even harder, but still no answer. Allen rolled his eyes and opened
the door. John was sitting on the toilet asleep. Allen sighed and walked over to the resting
wolf.
SLAP! He whacked him on the chest with the riding crop. This made John scream and
almost jump off the toilet.
"Good, you're awake," Allen said tapping John on the nose with the crop.
"Well yeah... why did you whack me so hard? I was just sleeping... now why did I need to
wait?" he asked before noticing the leather whip sticking out from Allen's briefs. "I'm in
trouble, aren't I?"
"You don't know the half of it. Now get down on your knees," Allen commanded, threatening
another whack.
John quickly obeyed and got off the toilet and onto the floor.
"Good. Now bend over," Allen commanded again.
"I think I'm going to like this," John said getting on all fours.
SLAP! "Silence, you will not enjoy this." John winced in pain and went to caress the wound
on his ass, but his paw was met with another quick slap from the crop. "Now, I am going to
ride you into the bedroom. You are my bitch tonight."
Allen mounted John and gave his ass another slap and he began moving out of the bathroom
and into the hall.
"Faster!" Allen yelled and gave yet another slap.
John gave out a quick yelp as the crop hit the same sore spot. He moved quicker until they
were in the bedroom. Allen got off and pulled John up by the scruff of his neck. John looked
around at the various implements laid around the bed with the large green candle lighting the
dark room.
"I'm really in trouble, aren't I?" John asked.
WHACK! Allen hit him on the back. "Silence! You will only talk when I say you can talk."
Allen walked over and sat on the bed. "Now strip."
John looked over at the cheetah, there was something in his eyes; a flame of passion he had
never seen before.
"STRIP!" Allen yelled.
John quickly started to pull off his shirt.
"Slower. I want to enjoy this," Allen said with a noticeable tent poking through his briefs.
John slowly took off his shirt showing off his soft gray chest. He unbuttoned his pants, then
pulled down the zipper and slowly lowered them, his own tent popping up. He stepped out of
his pants and turned around and shimmied out of his boxers. Then he stepped out of those
and turned around, his large cock fully erect.
"Good. Now come over here," Allen demanded.
John walked over and Allen stood up. He pulled out a black leather collar and strapped it
around John's neck. Connected to the collar was a large metal lick chain that was
connected to a leather strap around Allen's wrist.
Allen gave the leash a tug and John almost fell over.
"Now. Get on the bed," Allen said pushing him.
John fell over and sat back up.
"Bend over," Allen commanded as he got on the bed as well.
John got on all fours again, but as soon as he did, Allen jerked on the chain and pulled him
back up so his muzzle was near John's ear.
"Now, this is the tightest you are going to be tonight, so I'm going to have my fun. But if you
cum, I'm going to whip you. I want every drop you have in there," he reached around and
gave John's balls a tight squeeze, "So I don't want you wasting any. Got it?"
John nodded, and Allen shoved him back on all fours. Allen reached over and got the bottle
of lube. He gave a squirt to John's tail hole, and globed some on his own paw and covered
his cock, the entire time still pulling on the chain. He leaned forward and whispered in
John's ear, "remember, don't cum, or I will have to whip you." And he shoved his hard feline
dick into the wolf. He trusted hard and deep into the wolf ignoring his little whines of pain.
He slammed as hard as he could and pulled on the chain with each thrust. John gave our
little whimpers that were choked out with each pull of the leash.
"Good puppy. Just take it like the bitch that you are," Allen said still slamming as hard as
he could in John's ass.
Allen could feel his orgasm coming. He pulled the chain tight which made the wolf start to
choke for air and he quickly shot his load deep into John, who was panting and still trying his
hardest not to cum. Allen continued to thrust until he couldn't anymore. John was just on
the verge of releasing his load. Allen pulled out and patted John on the head.
"Good wolf." He reached down and grabbed John's monster erection and gave a
squeeze. "Dry as a bone." He gave a quick pump and a drop of pre fell from the tip. "Oh,
well maybe not as dry as I thought... Now is this drop worth a whipping?" he said leaning
forward and wiping up the drop and licking it off his finger.
John shook his head.
"Aww, how cute... you think you have a word in it..." WHACK! He slapped the whip down
on John's back.
John gave out a howl of pain and arched his back, which was quickly followed by another
whack of the cat o' nine tails.
"The more you yell, the harder I hit," he told John, and whipped him again.
John remained silent. He started to shake as he held in his pain. A single tear fell and
landed on the bed.
"Oh sweetie, is the whip too much for you?"
John nodded his head as another tear fell.
"Well I'm done with it anyways. Now, I want you to turn around and lay down on the bed,
can you do that?"
John nodded again and turned over. He winced as his tender back touched the bed. Allen
got up and walked around collecting things from the floor, but it was too dark for John to see
what he was picking up.
"Now give me your hand," Allen said. John lifted his arm, and Allen grabbed it and locked
one of the handcuffs around his wrist. Now give me your other one. John lifted his other
arm, and Allen stuck the cuffs though John's head board and locked the other loop around
his wrist.
John looked nervously around, afraid of what else the cheetah had in mind.
"Oh sweetie, don't worry... I only want to teach you a lesson," said Allen petting John's
chest. "Now spread your legs."
John spread his legs and Allen quickly tied them to the corners of the bed with the rope.
"Now, be a good little puppy and tug to see if I did that right." John complied and wasn't able
to move much. "Good. So, I can go gentle and I can go rough. Which do you want?"
"Gentle ple..."
WHACK! Allen slapped John again with the whip across the chest.
"Woops, guess I wasn't done with it yet. But I did tell you to not speak. Guess I am just
going to have to go rough."
John started to whimper, but was quickly silenced by yet another whack of the cat o'nine
tails.
"Ok, I will put this thing away... as long as you stay good," Allen said tossing the whip
away. "Now... what to use next..." Allen said walking around the bed looking at the various
items strewn upon the floor. "Hmm... this might come in handy..." he said picking up a
muzzle restraint and strapping it onto John.
When he finished, he looked into Johns eyes.
"Oh don't give me that sad look, you got yourself into this," Allen said before returning to his
surveying of the items.
He picked up the blue triangular stretcher and looked at it.
"Let's see how you feel when you have something crammed in your ass," he said as he
lubed up the blue triangle.
"Now, same thing goes; you cum, I whip. Ok?"
John nodded and Allen stuck the tip of the blue triangle into him. He shoved as hard as he
could until the toy couldn't go any further. John's eyes welled up as Allen pulled the toy out
again.
"I think you can do better." Allen said shoving the toy back in harder this time. He watched
John's tight ring straining against the toy. Allen started twisting and wiggling the toy, but it
wouldn't go any further. Each movement of the toy pushed against the inside of John, and
the closer to cumming he went. He tried as hard as he could to hold it in, but it was proving
more and more difficult.
"Well, you're rather tight... that's not much fun," he said pulling out the toy and digging
around for something off the side of the bed. He pulled up a large leather strap contraption
and undid a few buckles. He pulled the straps under John's ass and connected them at the
hip and waste. He grabbed the blue triangle between the device and John so that Allen didn't
have to hold it. He pulled the straps to tighten it and John started to wiggle as he tried to
fight the urge to cum.
"I hope my puppy isn't planning to cum anytime soon. Because that would only lead to
another whipping."
John gave a feeble shake of his head, but every movement he made moved the blue triangle
inside of him.
"Now let's get to the real fun," said Allen getting back onto the bed and straddling John. He
moved up and down his torso purposely making Johns hard and now dripping cock rub
against his soft bottom. John was squirming under Allen trying to not shoot his load. Just
as he was about to pass the threshold, Allen got up and leaned forward.
John was relieved, another second and he would have gotten whipped again.
Allen grabbed the large green candle that already had a large pool of melted wax forming in
the center. He got off from John and looked at the wolf.
"You must be a little chilly being all naked and strung up like that... let me warm you up!" he
said lifting the candle above John's chest and beginning to pour.
John squirmed and trashed before Allen could drop any wax on him.
"Bad puppy! You are going to let me do this, or I'll bring back the whip."
John stopped moving.
"Good. And for being so good, we are going to jump right to the fun part." Allen grabbed
Johns dripping member, held it down against his stomach, and poured the green wax across
his shaft before John could react.
John screamed through his muzzle restraint and tears quickly darkened the fur around his
eyes. The burn was unlike anything he had ever felt.
"Feel that burn?" Allen said blowing on the cooling wax. John nodded. "Good. Now feel it
again!" He poured the rest of the melted wax onto John's throbbing cock. He squirmed in
pain again, his tears flowing down his cheek and wetting the sheets.
"Aww, did I hurt my little puppy? I'm sorry, let me kiss it and make it better," Allen said
leaning forward and pressing his lips to the warm wax leaving an imprint. "Any better?" John
shook his head no. "Aww... I'm sorry... here, let me cool it off then." He started blowing on
the wax until it was hard. Then he dug a claw under a corner and cracked off a piece
revealing the bright red skin underneath. He continued to crack off the wax until it was all
gone and John's glowing red cock lay there throbbing in pain.
"Have you learned your lesson?" asked Allen squeezing John's now extremely sensitive cock.
John nodded and Allen let go.
"Good. But I want to make sure the lesson sinks in." He grabbed the bottle of lube and
started to rub it on John's hard member. John winced as every sensation turned to a painful
sting. Allen globed some lube on his finger and lubed up his own tail hole well. He straddled
John and guided the large endowment into himself. He pushed down and took the entire
length at once. Allen moaned at the pleasure, but John continued to cry from the pain.
Allen swirled the cock inside of him and started moving up and down on it. The small
amount of friction that existed was almost too much for John. Each thrust sent a wave of
pain through his entire body.
Allen started to move quicker and John's muffled whimpers mixed with Allen's moans.
"Ok puppy, this is your time to shine, cum, CUM IN ME!" Allen yelled as he thrust up and
down even faster, the pain even more intense for john.
But pain or no pain, the sensation of the tight cheetah brought John closer and closer to
cumming. It couldn't come soon enough, ever second seemed like an hour. To John's relief
he finally came and started pumping Allen full of his seed. He shot enough to make up for
the entire night of near orgasms and soon cum started to leak from Allen's ass and all over
himself and the bed. The orgasm was three time more powerful too, and John attempted to
moan though the restraints.
Being pumped full of John's warm spooge, Allen also came and shot a thick sting onto
John's chest. He moaned loudly and started purring as the waves of his orgasm took over.
They both rode out their powerful orgasms until Allen pulled off. John twitched in pain as his
wounded cock shrank back into his sheath. Allen got off the bed and undid John's muzzle
restraint.
John gave out a sigh of relief and opened his mouth as wide as he could. Allen untied John's
legs and released his wrists from the handcuffs. He loosened the harness around his hips
and pulled out the blue triangle. John gave out another sigh of relief, and Allen removed his
collar.
John sat up and rubbed his sore joints and ass.
Allen sat next to him. "Did my puppy learn his lesson?"
John nodded.
"You can speak again."
John shook his head.
"I won't whip you, I swear."
John looked at Allen to tell if he was lying or not. The look of heated passion was gone in
his eyes, so he decided to trust him.
"Where... where did that come from?" he finally said.
"Where did what come from?" Allen asked hugging the wolf.
"That... the whole dominator thing you just did?"
"Oh I don't know... I needed to teach you a lesson... what was I supposed to do?" Allen said
playing with the cum stained fur on John's chest
"I don't know, I just wasn't expecting it."
"Well, I'm full of surprises.... Did you like it?"
"... Yeah..."
"Kinky little puppy..." Allen said giving John a kiss on the cheek.
"Me kinky? I don't think so, not compared to you. You waxed my cock!"
"I was just doing what came to mind," Allen said smiling.
"Well you have a scary mind...."
"Oh shut up, you said you liked it," he said lightly slugging John in the side.
John kissed Allen.
"I'd go for more... but I think I may be out of commission for a while. You really did a number
on me," John said looking down at his sad hurt cock hiding in his sheath.
"So lesson learned!"
"I guess... I'm still horny though."
"Oh you... Do you ever stop?"
"Nope," John said pushing Allen over and giving him a kiss with plenty of tongue.
Allen pushed him off. "Stop before you hurt yourself. Let's just cuddle ok?"
"Fine... but only because I'm pretty sure I have third degree burns."
"Let's watch a movie."
"What kind?"
"Romantic."
John looked at the cheetah with a strange look.
"What?" Allen asked.
"Complete turn around much?"
"Well, I had my fun, and now it's over. Just go get the movie."
"Fine." John walked over to his video collection and pulled out one that looked promising.
He popped it in and they both laid down in the bed under the covers to watch it.
Somewhere between the sailor's wife saying goodbye and the big storm that crashed the
boat, they both fell asleep, Allen wrapped in John's arms.