Catnundrum. Chapter Eleven.
Catnundrum
Chapter Eleven
By Roofles
Simon found himself underneath the two hundred plus pound dog. He was hot, sticky and the larger male panting above him only made matters worse. Making the cat fully understand the predicament he was in. Rob was still resting somewhat on him, arching his back and propping himself up on his arms that were resting on either side of the cat's head. Open maw, the dog's large long tongue curled up and out of his muzzle as his black lips were stapled in a grin looking down at the Siamese cat; still panting happily away from the tieing.
The Siamese had his ears splayed out and wasn't looking up at the dog as he gripped the mattress tightly under him. Embarrassed and humiliated the cat just lay there as the dog continued to pant above him. His face was burning hot and his brain was failing him as if the gears had rusted over getting stuck on what had just happened. Simon could only avoid the dog's eyes and feel the burning embarrassment on his cheeks.
A large hand rubbed his chest and Rob gave him a strong squeeze with his legs. "Don't worry," Rob chuckled smiling warmly down at him. "No one will be the wiser. No one will have to know." And the rottie nuzzled down at him with his large muzzle.
Simon still held his tongue and continued to look away as he had before, recalling the feel of the dog filling him up. Something he'd never fully forget. Wonderfully humiliating. That strong, coarse paw pad hand rubbed down to pet over the felines stomach and down one side. Blunt nails traced through his thin fur, scratching underneath it, as it went. Rob doing nothing more than petting the cat's lower body.
"I couldn't resist." Rob admitted. "I hope you don't mind too much. Not like it'll hurt cha'."
"When you gotta go, you gotta go." Simon just said and left it at that as those sausage fingers rubbed up his side and over chest once more. Strong fingers kneaded at the cat's body as Rob brought his other hand up to continue massaging the smaller male he was still tied too. His palm was soft, each padded finger easily gliding over Simon's fur. It was warm, far more than Simon was expecting and added to that soothing petting massage he was receiving. It felt good and, damnit, Simon was enjoying it.
"You don't mind, really?" Rob asked, though after the act had been done admittedly.
"Nope." Simon said flatly. "Not much." He corrected himself. "Somewhat, yeah." He finally admitted resting his head back on the pillow Rob had kindly set up for him. The cat pulled back making the dog come with him, stuck as they were, before resting once more back down. Just testing to see if his worst fear in the whole world had actually come true or not.
"I had to mark what was mine." Rob teased his voice giving the joke away making sure to watch the cat, so nothing was misunderstood before nosing down at him, chuckling and licking at him and giving him another hump. The dog had always been good at reading body language, one reason why he knew he had a snowballs chance in hell at being here with the Siamese. The latter, the hump, got a reply from the feline; an annoyed loud mrow from the smaller male. "And not like I'll let anything leak out of ya'. Don't want to make a mess after all." The rottweiler wiggled his rear and continued giving him that panting grin. His stubby tail wagging a mile a minute now.
"Thanks. That was my biggest concern." Simon said rolling his eyes and just got another nosing lick across the side of his face. Humid dog breath washed over his cheek, whiskers brushed against his own and a thick, soggy tongue slathered his cheek with drool. A strong, powerful squeeze followed his words and the dog continued to rub at his chest with both hands. Slow, sensual strokes, gripping at his chest before relaxing and rubbing more. Up the felines sides and back down again. Rob moved a bit to get himself in a more comfortable position as he continued stroking over the male's body.
Time passed, ticking slowly by as the two lay there. Simon had closed his eyes trying to ignore the dog's petting at him. Rob sat back up a bit and pulled a bit with his hips to test. Simon closed his eyes as the knot pulled at his insides. Rob testing it once more, if only to get that rewarding reaction from the cat. He wanted to try once more but the claws had sprung from Simon's fingers and Rob didn't want to lose an eye.
"We might be like this for a...while." Rob said guiltily but proud of his accomplishment. Lustful as he was the dog had gone a bit overboard. It had been a little too long since the last time he was able to tie with someone. Or wanting too on that note. And he was always one to enjoy the after show as well.
"I noticed." Simon said a bit flatly but reached up to pat the side of the dogs face. His large head cradled in Simon's smaller palm as his thumb stroked over his large cheek. Rob nuzzled into his whole hand. The dog eased up on his legs that were still wrapped around the poor cat's waist, each one beginning to cramp a bit at this point. Simon relaxed some more as the pressure was eased off of him and the dog licked at one of his salty fingers from the cat's mess. At least the dog, this time, had put it somewhere rather than on him.
Rob had taken it on himself to clean up the cat, licking his torso clean. Bending down, the surprisingly flexible dog (Simon wasn't even sure why he was needed), began licking over his lower abdomen. That large, long, thick, wide pink tongue slurped up and over Simon's stomach and groin making the cat fold his ears back and swallow a groan trying to escape.
Sometimes it was useful to have a dog around.
Rob rested on his side soon afterward, licking his chops, next to the cat, turning Simon with him so they were facing each other once more. Rob seemed to enjoy just looking at the cat. A strong hand rested on the back of the cat's head and guided him over until it was resting on the dog's chest. Rob continued to pet the back of his head, nuzzling down at him and beginning to spoon with the smaller male. His toes squeezing around the cat's.
"It'll still be a little while, I hope you don't mind." Rob said stroking up and down the cat's back with a hand. He got a noticeable response from the cat in a mix form a murring purr, which Simon was fighting to resist. Rob just smirked further at this and his stubby tail wagged.
"Could be worse." Simon just closed his eyes, resting against the broad chest of the rottweiler and listening to the steady drum solo of his heart. His musk was strong, natural and relaxed the smaller male. The feel of the warm body holding him eased his nerves and that heavy lumbering breath helped calm his own ragged breaths. "I could've ended up with The Duke." He chuckled thinking of the great dane from work. "That would've been bad."
"He's a big softy." Rob rolled his eyes. "He'd treat you good."
"You know this from experience?" Simon teased.
Rob barked a laugh, shook his head but didn't reply just nosing down between the cat's splayed ears and kissing the top of his head. He nosed down a bit more and licked at the feline's cheek, looking up at the cat's eyes as he continued to slowly nuzzle his muzzle with his own, the rottweiler smiling happily the whole time. "I wouldn't want anyone else here right now."
"True." Simon agreed. "That'd be even more humiliating." The Siamese chuckled before meowing loudly as his ear was chewed on by the rottweiler.
The dog wiggled his lower body, shaking the cat with him, and petted up his sides, back and over his shoulders before roughly dragging his fingers down it with a low growl. "If someone else was here I'd get them to take a picture. No one would believe that I tied with a pussy tat." He growled a bit before barking a laugh. "Hell, get it on video!"
Simon pushed the broad head of the dog away as he was nosed at once more. Dog's could be far too affectionate for a cat's sake. "Yes. No one will." Simon agreed using both hands, and still struggling, to keep the dog from licking at him any more. He quickly clamped the opening rottweiler's muzzle shut before he could speak. "And no one will." Simon made sure to say once more. The tip of Rob's tongue was visible from the end of his sealed muzzle.
He got a powerful squeeze from the dog who hugged him tightly, and in a quick roll found himself ending up on top of the dog. Still in the strong dog's, rib crushing grip. The cat splayed his ears trying not to meet those muddy eyes and got another wet kiss on the whole side of his muzzle that made a wet slurping smooching sound as the whole side of his face was sucked on. Simon gagged trying to look away and got his neck chewed on for it. And the dog got another annoyed mrow in return. It made his tail wag.
"I'm never tieing with you again." Simon frowned as he was roughly pulled back into a tight hugging embrace before the slippery feline managed to get a more than a few inches away from the dog who seemed to still be in heat. The cat licked at the side of Rob's chest anyways as that rich musky fur tickled his cheek, the fevered affection of the dog being contagious.
"Well technically," the dog said rubbing up and down the cat's back with both paws and propping himself up on the cushion behind him. "Technically speaking, I was the one that tied with you."
"Really." Simon sat up a bit glaring down at him. "That's what your going to say?"
"It's true though!" The dog fidgeted under that gaze, faltering and looking away. His stubby tail wagged quickly and the corner of his muzzle were still pulled up in a sheepish smile.
"More like skewered me." Simon grumbled looking away but the dog still found his fingers rubbing at his chest and scratching over his thick neck.
The two continued to snuggle, tied as they were it would've been awkward not too. "So...what's your most private secret you haven't told anyone?" Rob asked, his floppy ears perking up, tail wagging quickly.
"I slept with and got tied to a dog against my will." Simon said flatly but the corner of his lips pulled up in a wry smile. "And I liked it." That made the dog whole face perk up. It was sickeningly cute, Simon thought looking away with a flush.
"You make it sound like I bound and gagged you to a bed post, using whips and chains to keep you obedient and make you beg for me to tie with you." Rob started off as a joke and ended on a far more sexual fantasy than he had originally attended. He blamed the cat for it. That he was tied. And the fact Simon was beginning to pant heavily against him from their heated session. Rob wasn't even aware cat's COULD pant.
Though, Rob grinned guiltily, he rather be the one bound and gagged and at the cat's mercy.
"You might as well have." Simon said looking away, ears still splayed on the sides of his head and feel far too hot and uncomfortable and way too aware that the dog was beginning to hump into him once more. Rob didn't even seem to notice as he rolled his hips against him though the look on his face was enough to show he was enjoying it. A derpy, glazed eyed look with his long pink tongue falling out of one side of his muzzle.
Simon could feel him inside, the constant rubbing against his prostate was making the cat hard again and he tried to, poorly, hide it with a hand. This only seemed to encourage the rottweiler who caught onto the cat's enjoyment. This sped his rolling hips up into slow, long grinding thrusts. And Simon was sure the knot was only increasing rather than decreasing in size.
"What's yours?" Simon said bringing the conversation back and hoping to slow down the dog's second coming. Rob managed to both return to the conversation he had started as well as continue humping into the smaller male.
"I sometimes eat butter." Simon quirked an eyebrow that wasn't much of a secret. "I mean like not whole sticks of butter but sometimes like slices. Raw." Rob grinned hopefully that that wasn't some kind of deal breaker. Even if the cat had wanted to walk out it was, at the moment, physically impossible.
"Ew." Simon made a face, looked at the dog and then made another one. "So nasty. You don't also eat cookie dough raw do you?"
"Depends." Rob said abashed and looking away.
"Depends on what?" Simon frowned but winced, trying to cover the gasping groan that almost escaped him as the mattress beneath them began to squeak as the dog picked up his pace. The two bodies rocking back and forth at this point.
"If there's chocolate or not, in it." Rob said as if he weren't currently in the middle of sexual exploits. The cat gripped at the mattress with a hand and huffed, breathing roughly as if a fur ball was stuck in his throat.
"Chocolate?"
"Yup." Rob said raising his head up and staring forward at the couch and wall of his apartment. He was focusing more intently on the task under him but was still responding. "Chocolate is a no go. For dogs. It doesn't. Sit right." He said in chopped sentences as he began to pick up his pace a bit really getting into it.
Simon winced as the dog swelled further inside him, his tail hole closed around the thinner base of the dog's rigid shaft, right underneath the engorged knot. Simon was sure if he looked down he could see the tip of Rob pushing against his stomach wall. The pleasurable strokes of the dog slowly gliding further in and roughly pulling back made the cat light headed. A slowly euphoria washed over the Siamese as he lay back for round two.
Rob kept it up for a good Five minutes without slowing before abruptly stopping. "Yup. This isn't going to happen."
"It already did." The cat meowed as Rob pulled back a bit on the knot.
"Oh I meant the Third time."
"Third?" Simon raised an eyebrow but kept his eyes tightly closed enjoying the feel nonetheless, a part of him ached to be filled once more.
"Yup." Rob said and left it at that as he rested back down and pulled the cat roughly against him into another tight hug. "So..."
"This is boring." Simon sounded annoyed but was still feeling a light exhilaration from the dog's body. He was sure Rob was pre'ing again if nothing else and the rottweiler leaked like a faucet. And his warm body was intoxicating; the scent, warmth, feel, touch, hearing his heart and breath and have those fingers grope and grab, molesting him. All felt so damn good. It made him feel dirty.
"Yeah. It kind of gets like that." Rob chuckled trying to relax so he could pull out but every time he thought he was ending, he only ended up just humping once more into the feline with another spurt of pre.
"Why is this romantic again?" Simon said thinking about how so many of his friends had told him it was. Tied like this. Being afraid of dogs made him never even think he would be experiencing it in reality.
"Well I mean it's only been like. Thirty minutes. Or so." Rob tried to reason. He was already trying to reach for the remote without letting Simon go at the same time. "Maybe an hour."
"Maybe more." Simon just frowned trying to ignore the fact Rob had, somehow, managed to sneak his snout back into the canine armpit. Rob just hugged it tightly with his arm, rolled over with the cat, and turned the TV on to watch anything that came on.
Simon was about to protest but was soon covered up by the blanket, only Rob's neck and head were visible as he held the Siamese closer to him, never letting go as the cat slowly drifted off to sleep.
"Cat naps," the dog mused shoving that head under his arm some more. "Got to love 'em."