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Grandview High School, Chapter Two: When In Love, Do As Lovers Do

• * * The rising sun broke over the eastern horizon and the brilliant morning sunlight peeked through the cracks of the vertically drawn window curtains into the still hotel room, sending streaks of shimmering light onto the ground and walls. The shrouded window did little to help the kangaroo sleeping in the bed closest to it. The beams of light crept across the bed sheets and rested on Lashley's brown and tan fur. His eyes shut tighter while the sun tried its best to pry them open. Seconds later he began to stir, but young fur wouldn't give up; not without a fight. He grabbed the pillow under his head and plopped it over his face. The young Kangaroo smiled, pleased with himself for being so clever, and went back to sleep. Eventually he woke up to the sound of running water. He peeked out from under the pillow and saw the bed adjacent to his, where his brother slept, was empty. Lashley churred to himself as he looked across the curtain darkened room, his head still under the pillow, and saw the faintest strip of light under the bathroom door. He closed his eyes again, hoping to get some more sleep, but that wish was denied when the air conditioning machine beside his bed kicked up. ‘That's why Joseph wanted the bed furthest from the window ...' Lashley's muddled mind pondered. The roo tried to recollect his thoughts to find he was still a little confused of what he had done with the lifeguard in the bathroom of the restaurant. However he knew that it had been no dream. Climbing onto his paws and knees, he yawned and tilted his head from side to side with a fleshy crack pausing just a moment before he turned onto his back and sighed loudly. His paw idly trailed through his naked chest fur and unraveled a churr at the delicate prickling feeling. Slowly, the waking boy gave the nipple closest to his paw a little pinch, giggling as it became hard between his fingers. The fur continued to play with himself, urging his growing member to poke out from under the waistband of his briefs. The soft, over-sensitive mushroom head cock pointed directly at his face, throbbing slightly under the tight confinement of his underwear. Lashley tugged the offending cloth off; lifting his ass up into the air using his tail for support, then wiggled it down to his ankles kicking the sheets away at the same time. So bathing the warmth of the early morning light, the kangaroo laid naked with the rays gleaming off his smooth pink cock. Eagerly he wrapped both paws around the engorging dick, the feel of the dark pads on the palm of his paws touching his naked flesh made him squirm and churr with such gratification that he couldn't help but rub himself harder. He lifted his paws long enough to give them a moist lick before resettling them around his shaft then closed his eyes, imaging Linkin's sleek and slender muzzle enclosed around his cock. The wet pads acted in the place of the pleasurable muzzle as he began to thrust into his paws as he panted, breathing in the heavy musk that rose from his own body. He was so caught up in the moment that he didn't hear the water in the bathroom turn off. "What the fuck?!" Lashley shot upright in the bed, his paws ran to either side of him to hold himself up. His head jerked to the direction of the bathroom door where Joseph stood, staring at his brother in shock. Lashley yipped and pulled the bed sheets over the lower portion of his body to hide his morning wood. But it was too late; Joseph had already seen him pawing. Joseph continued to stand where he was, locked perfectly in place. Damaged jeans clung to his powerful legs while a faded t-shirt hung in his paw, his other paw had frozen in the middle of drying off his headfur with the towel. He blinked twice and shook his head. "I don't believe it..." he whined in disbelief as he buried his face into the paw that held his shirt. "Oh my God..." Lashley cringed as he felt his cock surge with the excitement of him being caught, and shot pre-seed out staining the sheets. As he shifted awkwardly the fabric brushed against his thigh, wetting the fur along the younger kangaroo's fur but all Lashley could do was scratch the back of his head nervously and swallow hard. "Uh... you probably didn't want to see that..." Joseph shook his head and tried looked away, but did a take back despite himself. "Ya' think? Probably not..." he muttered as he finished drying off his fur quickly and quickly yanked his shirt on over his head tugging the hem down past his waist. "Duh... you should probably take a shower before we leave today..." They remained where they were for a couple of tense awkward seconds, brother and brother, both entranced; Joseph by the brief second of voyeurism which he, in fact, almost enjoyed though he'd never admit it, and Lashley frightened yet excited by being caught by his older brother, with whom he quite often fantasized having sex. Joseph was the first to snap out of the spell and turn away. "Uh, I'll just go and... uh, go down to the breakfast bar and get something to eat." He nodded his head, agreeing to himself as he tossed the damp towel on top of a chair and turned to leave. Lashley nodded, his cock still rock hard and throbbing for attention it so abruptly lost. "Hey, um... Joseph?" His older brother's paw had just curled around the doorknob, but he twisted his head around to look Lashley in the face. "Thanks." He smiled as he turned the metal bar downward. "Sure thing, everyone needs to blow some steam off from time to time... and I'm sorry about last night..." Joseph started to stammer, something that the confident graduate rarely ever did. "I-I just didn't know that you wereâ€"" he stopped in mid-sentence then finished quickly: "I'll see you later." He wrenched the door open, stepped out into the hallway and disappeared right out of sight. Once Joseph was well out of the room, Lashley was already climbing out off the bed and rushing to the bathroom, his bobbing cock danced in the air, leaving behind a trail of pre, thin as thread, from the bed to the carpet to the bathroom tile. He started the shower and climbed in, the water was still warm from the previous occupant. He let the water soak him to the skin as he immediately took his cock in paw and started pawing off again... however, this time he imagined Joseph's muzzle suckling on his cock. Churring loudly, he humped his paws fast. As he neared his climax, he noticed a blotch of white on the wall of the shower. His mind suddenly went wild as he hoped that the small glob was what he assumed it was. He knelt down on his knees, bringing his nose close to sniff the thick goo. The smell went up his nostrils and dominated his senses so suddenly that he no longer could feel the water raining on his back. The ivory colored substance smelled of a heavy dewy spring morning, with a slight breeze that carried the robust scent of alpines down from the mountains along with it. He was one hundred percent certain that this was Joseph's seed. Nothing else but his brother's body held that sort of musk. His tongue drooped from his muzzle and he licked upward slowly, making sure he cleaned the shower wall of all the salty and pungent seed. Joseph's cum tasted just as the strong aroma smelt and Lashley relished the every second that it lingered in his maw. He wanted to swallow Joseph's seed, feel it trickle down into his belly, but at the same time he wanted it to remain in his muzzle. Finally he, but not reluctantly, gulped the seed. It tickled his throat as it slowly oozed down into his stomach where it remained until it was digested. When his shower was over, meaning all the hot water was gone, Lashley found himself still stark naked and rummaging through Joseph's white-and-light blue old high school duffel bag. His name was etched across the side of it in the same blue as the secondary color. At length Lashley salvaged what he had never before dared to attain. He held up a pair of Joseph's red boxers between both paws of his paws at the elastic part of the waistband. He buried his muzzle into the crotch section of his stolen treasure and breathed in deeply. Joseph's scent was even stronger here and it made Lashley as giddy as a child on Christmas morning. He twisted his arms forward, and pressed the boxers against his chest as he churred. Joseph would never find out that he snagged a pair of his boxers. He got up and slipped the boxers on. They were a little loose, but he didn't care. They were his. After he got dressed and gathered all the possessions that he would need for the day, his cell phone and wallet, he left the hotel room he was in. Out in the dimly lit hallway he turned to the right and went toward the elevator to the right. He pressed the down button and stood in front of the elevator door patiently. He swayed back and forth as he waited, his tail thumped off-beat against the floor with dull thuds. He heard a door in the hallway open, shut, and the soft pad of little pawfeet on the carpet. A little five-year-old girl feline stood beside Lashley, wearing a light pink dress with a large bow in her headfur and another on her back. She had black fur, white paws, and very pointed ears. She held her paws behind her as she smiled up at Lashley. "My sister is getting married today," she announced proudly. Lashley smiled back at her as the elevator dinged and the doors parted. "Hmmm..." he let her step into the elevator first and then followed behind her. She tapped the lobby button and then put her paws behind her back again. "I'm really excited," the feline continued. "I'm the flower girl. I get to skip down the aisle and toss flowers left and right," she acted as if she were carrying flowers in her paws and letting them slip from her paws. "And then after the wedding there's going to be a reception and lots and lots of food and furs. I've seen the cake," she squatted as she spread her arms horizontally apart to emphasize how big the cake was. "It's THIS big!" "That's very interesting," Lashley said, trying to sound interested in the topic as she continued to talk about the upcoming wedding. He was thankful when the elevator shook as it stopped and dinged loudly. The doors parted and the cat skipped out of the elevator quickly. She waved to him and went toward a group of female furs dressed in very elegant dresses. Lashley went the opposite direction to the breakfast bar and found Joseph using one of the hotel's customer restricted computers. He grabbed a white Styrofoam bowl from off a tall stack of bowls and poured some Fruit Loop cereal as well as two percent milk into the bowl. He took a vacant seat that faced the TV where the morning news relayed on the screen. He didn't pay any notice to the headlines as he idlely stirred his cereal with the plastic spoon, chin in the palm of his paw. He was too busy thinking about the events of the night before and how he couldn't wait to see Linkin again. Lashley was brought back to Earth when he heard his father's demanding voice telling Joseph to get off the computer and eat breakfast. Everyone in the lobby watched the argument between the two kangaroo's, which dragged on for at least five minutes. At some point the quarreling turned into shouts and the hotel manager came over and politely asked the two to leave the building. ‘So much for the plans for today,' Lashley thought as he returned to his bowl of cereal. Suddenly he jumped when he felt something tickle his upper thigh. He reached into his pocket and retrieved his cell phone that was vibrating. Glancing at the outside menu he saw that he had received a new text message from an unknown number. He flipped the phone open and read the short message: ‘Hey Lash its me Link. Meet me on the northern pier of west coast beach at 12. See you soon' Grinning ear-to-ear Lashley got up from the table and threw the bowl, spoon and remaining cereal into a trash can on his way out of the breakfast bar area. He wondered how the Doberman had got his number, but he added Linkin to his contact list before he checked the time his phone. The clock read 11:04. He still had plenty of time to get there, but how he would be able get there was the problem. If he ran, he estimated that he could make it just in time... but all hot and sweaty, as the weather forecaster predicted not even a second before that that day would be the hottest day of the summer. He sighed as he pulled his cell out of his pocket once more and text Linkin back: ‘I dont have a way 2 get there. Sry' A second later he felt his phone vibrate in his paw. He read the reply: ‘Kk. I'll be there in a minute. Be waiting at the front door' Lashley all but ran out of the breakfast bar and through the lobby to get to the entrance, which was crowding with dozens of furs gathering for the wedding that would take place that afternoon. He brushed shoulders through the living maze and after several seconds, he found himself at the end and in front of the sliding doors. He rubbed his aching shoulder that had just bruised from running into a armor-hard rhino. Outside he remained in the shadows underneath the overhead canopy off to the side of the doors, watching the road for any approaching vehicles. Every other car, it seemed, pulled up into the hotel's parking lot for the wedding. Males dressed in their tuxedos and females in their silky dresses. A couple of minutes passed and he slumped against the wall, with his arms folded and one leg crossed over the other. A loud roar shook the air as a broad car, made only in one part of the world, Sanat'agata Bolognese, drove up to the canopy. Lashley had to squint his eyes as the sun's light bounced off the white body of the car and nearly blinded him. The car's maker was obvious by the triangular logo with a raging bull on the front of the hood. And if he looked at the Lamborghini long enough, it almost did look like a bull. The passenger side dark tinted window rolled down so that Lashley could see the driver, and was surprised to see a smug looking Doberman at the wheel. "L-Linkin?" he asked as the Doberman grinned and tapped his thumb on the steering wheel. His heart took off on a marathon as he touched the door handle. It was smooth, sleek. He was afraid his pads would tarnish the clean vehicle. Linkin laughed and waved for him to move faster. "C'mon," he urged. "I borrowed this from my boss. He doesn't know it yet, and I plan to keep it that way." Lashley laughed as the gull winged door opened by itself and climbed in, the door closing itself behind him. Once inside the vehicle, Lashley gawked at the interior. The word ‘Lamborghini' was etched in stitching on the passenger side airbag. He ran his paw carefully across the black leather fabric seat. All the while his tail thumped unevenly against the carpeted floor of the car. Before the awestruck roo was nearly done admiring the car, Linkin was back on the road and pressing its speed well past the posted limit. Lashley felt his stomach seize up under the crushing feeling of velocity hit him, but after a moment or two of blinding speed he laughed along with Linkin who finally released his foot paw off the accelerator. The Lamborghini slowly decelerated as Linkin reached over with his paw, taking Lashley around by the neck and gave him a fiery kiss. The kangaroo churred and kissed Linkin back. For safety's sake the kiss only lasted a second or so, Linkin had to keep his eye on the road after all. However, that didn't mean Lashley couldn't tease him a little. The kangaroo reached over the emergency break and rubbed the bulge in Linkin's pants, making him yelp and jump at the unexpected touch. Lashley's own pants were tenting up readily at the feel of the canine's impressive maleness, so he unzipped them and held his hard on so that Linkin could get a good glimpse of it. He smiled at Lashley and shook his head, grinning wide. "In due time..." he winked. "Oh?" Lashley asked, as a bead of pre seeped through the slit of his cockhead. He swiped it onto the end of his index paw finger and licked it on his tongue. He smiled as the salty sweet juice perked his taste buds up. "And what are we doing today?" Linkin grinned, and shook his head again. "Not telling." His right paw swiftly grasped Lashley's cock and gave it a few jerks. Lashley moaned and humped the Doberman's paw, the pre issued freely out from the tip and into Linkin's paw. He licked up his prize and grinned. "Mmm... I'll tell you one thing though; it's a surprise, and you'll like it." Lashley whined loudly, wrapping both of his arms around Linkin and hugged him. "Puh-lease?!" He looked up at the Doberman, who looked down at him in the corner of his blue eyes. Lashley put on the best puppy face that he could, but Linkin bested him. "My cock is throbbing hard," he informed Lashley in a matter-of-factly tone, "and is begging for attention." He tilted his head, his cropped ears drooping low as he frowned for the kangaroo as only a dog could after years of puppyhood. One glance at the Doberman's crotch, and Lashley was convinced. He could tell by the major tent in his pants that the denim was stretched at its limit; the hidden rod pulsed along with Linkin's heartbeat. He bent over and ducked his head under Linkin's arms, his paws fumbling with Linkin's pants zipper. In a flash, he felt the slab of dog meat smack the side of his muzzle and a generous amount of pre splat on his face both radiating warmth and musk around Lashley's face. He churred and licked Linkin's dick clean, savoring the heady taste of the Doberman on his tongue, just like the previous night. Linkin's hips bucked up a little, the flaring cock head prodding against the kangaroo's wet nose. Lashley scrunched his nose, as he felt more pre trickle down the length and onto his snout. He happily lapped the clear liquid up and swallowed it. Linkin glanced down, making eye contact with Lashley. The kangaroo grinned slyly up at him and then opened his muzzle wide, taking the dog's hot cock into his maw. Linkin gasped and shook as Lashley's head moved up and down his aching cock, each bob made a loud slurping noise. Linkin whined loudly as Lashley's warm, wet muzzle stimulated his cock; Lashley's maw felt so damn good bobbing up and down on his shaft, it made him feel like cumming instantly. The kangaroo grinned as he continued to suckle on the canine cock, slipping a paw through the tight zipper space of Linkin's pants and brushed his balls. He could tell the Doberman was turned-on by the way his eyelids appeared tired and his tongue lolled out to the side of his muzzle as he panted. He liked the way Linkin's cock fit inside his muzzle, the feel of the veins on the red flesh pumping blood, the pointed tip poking at the roof his muzzle, pre-ing what seemed like forever. As he curled his tongue around the dobie-dick it sent a shiver up Linkin's spine as he pressed his nose up against his crotch, breathing in his musk deeply. That's when he felt Linkin's paw grip the back of his head fiercely and his hips shook as he muzzle-fucked his muzzle. Linkin never before had been so turned-on by a blowjob and just watching his cock slide in his new boyfriend's muzzle made his balls ache. His shaft throbbed in the back of Lashley's throat, his legs shaking as he grew closer to the top. He gripped the steering wheel tightly as he ground his sharp teeth together. He howled as his cock pulsed, jerked twice before he came hard into the kangaroo's throat. However, Lashley didn't back up like the night before; he sucked harder on the cock, his muzzle buried deep in Linkin's rustic-colored sheath as Linkin filled his muzzle to the brim with his hot spooge. The entire orgasm lasted over a minute, never slowing for a second while Linkin panted, his balls releasing their content in Lashley's maw. Lashley kept his muzzle closed around Linkin's dick, swallowing every rope of cum down, not wanting to miss a drop. The salty juices were too precious to allow him to let it go to waste. As Linkin's orgasm died, he gasped as his entire body tingled with pleasure it hurt his sides as Lashley swirled his tongue around the shaft, sucking out the rest of the seed the best he could before he cleaned it spotless. As he slowly pulled back, with a loud popping noise, his paw milked the remaining drop of cum out of the tip, and he licked the Doberman's now oversensitive cock head. When he was finished with the blowjob, Lashley wiped the cum from the sides of his muzzle and licked his paw clean, grinning widely for the Doberman, who was smiling just as much as he was. He relaxed a moment before Lashley pounced on him, giving him deep kiss. They held the kiss for a long five seconds before Linkin pulled back, gasping for more air as Lashley smiled again at him. "Is it better now?" he asked, as Linkin turned the Lamborghini onto a parking lot of the beach. He was still panting a little, his chest heaving as his spent cock slowly slid back into his furry sheath. "Yeah... thanks." He chuckled after a moment. "Now I'm really glad I got you this surprise." He nodded as he reached into his pocket, retrieving a red bandana. He made a long narrow strip and wrapped it around Lashley's head, so that it covered his eyes. "Stay in your seat, I'll help you." Lashley nodded, his vision blinded by the bandana. He heard the sound of Linkin zipping up his pants, the open of a door followed immediately by the close and then a few seconds of silence. A slight breeze lifted his head fur closest to the door next to him as Linkin opened it. The Doberman chuckled again as Lashley felt a pair of paws touch his crotch, zip his pants as well, and then held his paws. "Okay, follow me." Linkin ordered in a kind voice. Lashley lifted his legs out of the car and with Linkin directing him, he stumbled across the sand. Although he couldn't see him, Lashley's primal senses told him by the way Linkin was holding his paws and bouncing up and down, his tail was wagging fast and he had a wide grin on his face. The sound of crashing water near him told Lashley that they were approaching the shore. Then the sand disappeared from under him and he felt something hard below his flip flops. Wood was the only word he could think of. ‘Which makes this the dock,' he assumed as Linkin's hurried him. "Keep your eyes closed," Linkin said when they abruptly stopped. Lashley paused to hear the water splashing against the pier's posts as Linkin stepped behind him, untied the knot on the bandana, and slipped it back into his pocket. Lashley felt the gentle breathing on the back of his neck as Linkin wrapped his paws around his waist, grinding his crotch against Lashley's ass. Lashley churred as his tail thumped softly against the canine's leg as the blood rushed back into his cock, causing it to become hard the third time that morning. "Okay," Linkin announced loudly. "Open your eyes now!" Lashley blinked at the sudden brightness of the sun in his eyes, but could make out the shape of boat in front of them. As his pupils adjusted to the light, he saw that it was not a boat, but a yacht. He couldn't help but twist around and whimper into Linkin's chest. He felt his strong arms hold his and Linkin smile. "Ready to climb aboard?" he smiled down at Lashley. "I will be your captain on this cruise this afternoon, however," he winked, "you can still call me Linkin." "Linkin," Lashley cried as the Doberman led him to the side of the yacht. "I-I was not expecting this at all... you didn't have toâ€"" "Hey," Linkin interrupted him by putting a paw finger on Lashley's lips. "They say when you're in love, you do stupid things. Now get on before I change my mind." He grinned as he untied the rope that held the boat to the pier and jumped on after Lashley. He kicked off the side as the boat spun slowly around, narrowly missing the adjacent boat. He pulled up anchor as Lashley sat at the prow. The kangaroo watched his every move as Linkin lowered the sail and tied it down. His mind was still spinning at the thought of Linkin purchasing a yacht and naming it after himself as they moved away from the waterfront. Before he knew it, they were swiftly gliding across the water with skilled precision as Linkin guided them through. *** It was late in the afternoon, Lashley could tell, even though the sun was still in the sky. He snuggled deeper into Linkin's strong black chest, pulling his legs up to his own chest. Linkin had wrapped both of his arms around Lashley's body and held him in a secure embrace. He felt Linkin's muscles move under his paws as the dog looked down at the top of his head. His breath was calm like the water the yacht was drifting on. "Lashley?" he heard the Doberman whisper into one of his long ears. He flicked his ear instinctively as he felt the air tickle his hairs. He looked up at Linkin, leaning his head back as far as he could and smiled. "Yeah?" Their muzzles were inches part, noses to their chins. Linkin let his tongue slip through a small crack in the front of his muzzle and lick Lashley's lips, making him churr softly and shake in happiness as he hugged the kangaroo tightly. Lashley closed his eyes, and opened his muzzle slowly as he felt the canine's wanting desire as he deepened the kiss. Lashley breathed into Linkin's muzzle, and received the Doberman's tender breath in return. They shared each other's world as Linkin kissed him slowly. When he finally broke the kiss, he was panting slightly but grinning. "Lashley..." Linkin asked again, his voice dropping to a quiet whisper, as if he were holding a dark secret. He shifted under the kangaroo, sliding his leg out from underneath Lashley's rump. "I wanted today to be the best day of your vacation..." His paw brushed against Lashley's cheek, and he pressed his face into the caress. "Linkin," Lashley smiled, whispering as well. "Today was the best day of my life. I don't want it to ever end... but there's something more that I would like to do before the day ends." "Anything." The Doberman said quickly, his attitude snapping into attention to hear the kangaroo's demands. "L-Linkin... I love you," the kangaroo began to stammer, before he looked away then returned to look back into Linkin blue eyes that sparkled with the reflection of the sunlight in the pupils. "I want you to mate me..." "Lashley?" Linkin asked, shocked at the kangaroo's request. From their time alone that afternoon, Linkin knew that the kangaroo was still a virgin and that fulfilling his request would signify the sealing of their relationship; lovers. His softening cock instantly became hard at the thought of mating Lashley. Even though they only known each other for 24 hours, Linkin felt that they had been friends growing up in Elementary school, best friends in Intermediate school, close friends in Middle school, and now secret lovers in High school, and Lashley felt the same way. "Are you sure?" the Doberman asked after a long pause. He nodded with consent. "Yes Linkin. I thought about it all day long. I want you to make me yours forever." Linkin swallowed hard, as his heart pumped blood into the throbbing veins of his cock. "Lashley, your summer vacation is going to end by the end of the week... we'll still remain in contact," he added when the kangaroo whined, "and see each other, but it won't be easy." "I don't care if today is the last day you see me." He said, turning his body around and took a hold of the Doberman's shirt and lifted it off from his barrel-chest. He put his nose to Linkin's abs and breathed softly on the short mahogany-rustic colored fur. "I want you to be the stud that devirginizes me." He churred when Linkin complied with him and lifted his arms up, allowing Lashley to slip the shirt off his body and drop it on the deck of the boat. Lashley rubbed a paw though Linkin's chest, making the dog whine loudly. His other paw, very quickly and cleverly unbutton his pants, unzipped his fly and moved the denim away from Linkin's crotch, where the raging hard-on pulsed through the fabric and the head poked out of the waistband. He nuzzled Linkin's pubes with his nose, making Linkin whimper even more as his dog cock grew larger. Lashley churred when he saw the knot begin to swell at the base of Linkin's sheath. "Okay," Linkin finally panted as he climbed up onto his feet and pulled Lashley to his feet. "We're gonna go below deck and do this... but I don't have a condom... but I've got a bottle of lubricate for oiling parts of the yacht down there..." He stuttered over his words which Lashley silenced with a kiss. "Sounds great." He held Linkin's paw in his own and gave it a squeeze. "Let's go stud." Paw-in-paw, Lashley and Linkin headed toward the hatch that led below into a small one-room compartment. However, it was large enough for two furs to walk around. Lashley wasn't sure what to do so he stood behind Linkin as the Doberman retrieved a small plastic pouch from off a shelf and held it in paw. He looked up at Lashley. "Umm... okay, first thing I'm gonna lay down and you're gonna slide on top of my dick..." Lashley nodded as Linkin got down on his rump and lay stiffly on the ground. He hunched up, holding himself up with his arms and squirted some of the clear yellow-ish lube on the head of his cock. Lashley took his clothes off and placed them on a step leading up to the hatch and climbed over Linkin's body. He licked his abs and smiled at Linkin. "Uh... mmhmm," Linkin mumbled/murred, "Lash, you're gonna need to sit backwards on my chest so I can lube your ass... it'll ease the pain some..." Nodding again, Lashing positioned himself on top of Linkin's chest, his pucker right in the dobie's face. He held his strong tail up high so Linkin could assist his tight tail hole. He breathed in air though his nose, waiting nervously for the feel of the paw tips of Linkin's fingers on his ass. Then he gasped loudly as a cold and wet sensation began to probe at his little star. "OOooh Link..." Lashley panted. "That feels so goOOHâ€"!" He lost his breath when he felt the finger dig into his pucker, stretching it slightly. Sometimes when he played with himself, Lashley would try to enter his naturally retracting tail hole with a finger, but when Linkin pushed his finger he unconsciously squeezed his rectum, trying to keep the Doberman out. But Linkin was persistent and pushed his finger in slowly. Lashley relaxed as the Linkin made soothing noises and shivered with pleasure as Linkin poked around inside his rectum. That's when Linkin poked a second lubed finger at his tail hole and, in a few seconds, was in as well. After he prodded at the kangaroo's ass, Linkin removed his fingers and clean them off by wiping them down Lashley's crack and to his furry ball sac that rested on his abs. Lashley arched his back and churred. Linkin panted as he smelled Lashley's arousal and patted his hips. "Okay," he nodded. "You're ready. Now turn around and, very slowly, I want you to lower yourself on my dick." Lashley got up and squatting down, he tried to position himself over Linkin's crotch. Below him, Linkin aimed with his cock to Lashley's anus. With only a little difficulty, they were ready to begin. Linkin had his paws on Lashley's sides, holding him up, while Lashley braced himself up on Linkin's shoulders. The kangaroo shivered and swallowed fearfully when he felt it slide between his cheeks, rubbing over his tight ass, then again as he felt the head push into his shuttering tail hole. Then with a pop, he felt it enter and expand his pucker. He gasped loudly and gripped Linkin's shoulders tightly. Under him Linkin moaned at the tightness around his hard cock and shot some pre ahead of his way inside of Lashley's ass. "You okay?" Linkin asked with uncertainly. "If you want this to end, at any time, just tell me you want me to stop." Lashley shook his head quickly as he bit his lower lip. "No..." he gasped for air. "I don't want you to ever stop... I just... I just need a second to get used to the feeling." Seconds later he nodded for Linkin to continue, and he began to slid down the cock, pausing what seemed like every few couple centimeters to adjust to the thick member, precum dripped into his ass and slid down the length leaving behind a warm sensation behind. Lashley tried his best not to cry out as he continued to sit on top of Linkin's cock. He felt places inside of him never before touched by the long solid rod, and his body twitched and trembled on Linkin's meat as it split his tail hole open. He smiled as best he could at Linkin who was panting hard as he felt the inexperienced anal muscles involuntarily massage his doghood. Lashley sucked in deeply as the last of Linkin's dick intruded his privates, the knot pulsing at the still fairly tight entrance. The sudden forceful widening of his ass had been painful at first, but now with the entire length inside of his cavern, filling it entirely made Lashley churr at the sensation that he had never experienced before pushed the stretching pain away. He moaned as Linkin's cock throbbed inside, pushing against his innards. They remained in that position for a minute or so, until Linkin shifted and began a slow, unsteady rhythm in and out of Lashley's ass. Lashley's chest heaved up and down with Linkin's set pace and he whined loudly. "L-Link!" he gasped in pleasure. "OOoh... god... Ooh fuck..." He twitched uncontrollably as he felt the tip poke deeper into him. Linkin stopped humping and looked at him. "Okay..." Linkin panted as he started lifting Lashley up. "Now, you're going to get off... very slowly... if you make any sudden movements it could damage my cock..." Lashley nodded, and felt Linkin's cock gradually leave his anus leaving behind a hollow space inside of him. Lashley couldn't believe he had felt so complete before he had been mounted, and desperately wanted the Doberman's cock back inside of him. "Hmm," Linkin said as his cock head came out with another pop, and nudged Lashley's ass cheek. "Now, get on all fours," he ordered as he rolled onto his stomach and got up, climbing behind Lashley who willingly got on his paws and knees. When he was in a prime mounting arrangement, Linkin lifted Lashley's long tail up and just as he done previously, slowly pushed into Lashley. Lashley gasped as he felt Linkin's cock head enter again. He thought that he was used to the feeling, but with the new position came a new sensation. Still moving slowly, Linkin used gentle thrusts so that Lashley's sphincter could get used to the pumping motions. But the thrusts soon became steady and smooth, and accompanying each one thrust was a loud "Umph!" from the Doberman that echoed in Lashley's ears. Linkin still couldn't believe that Lashley wanted him to make him his bitch, and his tight walls felt like heaven around his cock. The caressing feeling made Linkin whine and start humping faster against Lashley's prostrate. He was secretly glad that he had lubed Lashley before he started as the kangaroo yelped out every time he hilted into the G-spot inside him. As his thrusts grew harder, Linkin threw his head back, grunting as the feeling of Lashley's rectum squeezing tightly around him. Lashley cried out in pleasure and soreness every time Linkin's fast thrusts and withdraws made a wet smacking sound, as well as the slap of the heavy balls against his butt, making him churr. Seconds passed, and Lashley began screaming Linkin's name over and over again, his voice rang in the Doberman's ears as he grew closer and closer to his climax. Lashley's screams were cut off by a gasp for air as he felt Linkin's paws pull his sides back, as he hilted his entire eight inches claim his virgin tail hole as the knot forced itself against Lashley's contracting ass. There was another distinctive pop as Linkin's knot entered Lashley's ass, their bodies pressed together so tightly he hunched his back over Lashley's, howling with satisfaction as he began to paint the insides of Lashley's ass with thick streams of seed. The next load of cum filled Lashley to the brim and sent Linkin over the edge, and he continued to hump his jizz deeper into Lashley. Linkin felt as though he were pouring his whole soul into Lashley. The kangaroo gasped for breath underneath him, and Linkin hugged his waist tightly. He never wanted to let him go. The kangaroo was his mate, his partnerâ€"forever. Lashley felt Linkin's love inside him, the knot stretching his tail hole acted as a cork and prevented any of his loveseed from seeping out. The incredible pressure of the knot inside him drove Lashley crazy, and he nearly passed out from the ecstasy. Linkin's hot seed filled his stomach up and warmed his insides. His own cock throbbed, spurting pre on his chest and on the ground. Linkin paw slid down Lashley's chest, grabbed the pained erection, and with a few quick jerks, coerced the kangaroo's own orgasm to release and spray the ground with his own cum. Linkin finally relaxed and stopped humping and returned to holding Lashley closely. The two males remained in the mounting position for quite some time, panting hard in the afterglow of very heated sex. Neither of them said a word. Lashley was crying tears of joy; he was happy that the Doberman was his first and only lover, and that he had the warm, potent dogseed inside of him. He now wanted that moment to last forever, he never wanted to leave or go home. As time passed, Linkin withdrew his shrinking cock from Lashley's ass and the two lay on the cum covered ground. They rested on their sides, staring each other in the eye. Lashley could still feel the hot, wet feeling inside him. He looked in Linkin's deep blue eyes and knew that there was on one else for him and that they would be together forever. Linkin reached forward, caressing Lashley's cheek with one finger and whispered, "I love you." The kangaroo broke out into a fit of tears as he wrapped his arms around Linkin's shoulders and buried his muzzle into his neck. "I love you too, Linkin..." Lashley cried into his fur. "I'll never leave you. Don't ever leave me..." "I won't," Linkin assured Lashley as he kissed his neck gently as he rubbed his paws up and down Lashley's back. "I'll never leave you. I'll always be by your side, no matter what." When Lashley had cried his tears of joy, they remained wrapped in each other's arms, Lashley's head resting on Linkin's chest. They were happy together and in the middle of water. No one could come see them naked. It wasn't long till Linkin could hear the peaceful breathing of Lashley and he smiled, knowing that the kangaroo was asleep in their embrace. He closed his eyes and breathed in the strange smell of their sex and murred happily to himself.