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Don't Leave Me - Part Eight

"Brandon, I want to find my father." I stared at thee pendant that hung from my neck speaking adamantly to my lover.

"That's great but where do we start, and you're not quite in the condition to go gallivanting around the city looking for him right now."

"Who said anything about 'gallivanting'? I can do most of my searching on the computer and I call anyone I find."

"Looks like you've got this all figured out."

"Well I'm going to need something to do while you're in school" he leaned in close to me.

"Good luck trying to keep me away from you." He leaned in to kiss me and I pushed his muzzle away and whispered to him.

"I'll be fine. I'm not going to keep you from doing what you want to do just to help me."

"What if I want to stay here and help you?" I motioned for him to lean closer so I could whisper into his ear.

"I won't let you." I pulled away from his ear, "You have more important things to do than dawdle over me when I can take care of myself."

"No offence but, you could barely walk down the stairs." He gave me a polite smile while he tried to hide his slight laugh.

"I know. I'm not quite all there tonight."

"You mean here tonight?" I laughed at how he corrected me.

"Yeah... here... I do have one regret though."

"Yeah?" he sounded a little skeptical and raised his ears to show it.

"We never got to finish last night." He moved his paw up to my left ear gently stroking it as he continued.

"I guess we didn't. I think I know a way to fix that though."

I gave him my best sarcastic response, "Really! How?" he leaned in kissing me softly as his free paw moved down to the waist band on my basketball short. He began to slowly paw me off through the fabric as we embraced each other in a deep and sloppy kiss.

I could feel his textured tongue probing the inside of my mouth as his fuzzy paw migrated to the inside of my pants so he could play with my balls and sheath facilitating my rapid pre-leaking erection. He broke the kiss panting heavily as he stared at b with his gorgeous blue-grey eyes.

"I want to suck you." I was surprised that he would even consider doing that again given his reaction to it last time.

"Are you sure? I thought that you..."

"I want to do this for you Sam." I don't even remember when he started calling me that but I found something endearing about it. Maybe I'll start calling him Brandie...

He moved down to my waist pulling at the waistband of my shorts slowly pulling the off to reveal his prize. My pink barbed cock stood erect over my pubic fur. He lowered his muzzle down to my tip slowly taking it into his mouth. I could feel his rough tongue begin to play with my thin tip as his lips caressed my barbs sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. He continued to bob up and down thoroughly coating my dick in a mix of my pre and his saliva. I couldn't help but think about how much better it felt than the first time he sucked me as his maw pleasured me.

My paws instinctively moved to the back of his head pushing in and out of his mane. I was moaning wildly as I grew closer to my climax giving him the occasional grunt when I pushed down on his head. I knew I couldn't hold out any longer and with one last grunt I blew my load deep in his throat instinctively pushing down on his head. I could feel him struggle a little but he made no move to break free. When my cock finally calmed down and my arms released their hold over him he quickly pulled off me dumping a sizeable amount of my seed on my stomach.

He was breathing heavily looking at me with his big blue eyes.

"Sorry 'bout that." I chuckled a little after seeing that he was alright and had a pretty big tent in his loose fitting shorts.

"No problem. I'm afraid the jury is still out on the flavor. But yours at least tastes better than mine..."

I stared at him with loving eyes, "Take off your pants."

He gave me a breathy response, "What?"

"Take off your pants. I want to help you now." He just shook his head as he took a drink from the bottle of water sitting on my night stand.

"No. I want tonight to be about you. Not me." I was touched by what he said it but, I couldn't let him go unserviced.

"I want to do this." He leaned in close to me, his breath reeked of my cum and tiger musk.

"You're in no position, or condition, to argue. I'm not going to let you hurt yourself for me."

"How would I hurt myself by giving you a blowjob?"

"I just don't want to hurt you by accident."

"Fine. At least take your pants off so I can see what I'm missing."

"Fine, I guess I can do that." He slowly pulled off his shorts revealing his perfect pink lion hood. "Happy now?"

"Not really. But I will be in about two weeks since it's doubtful you'll even let me touch it until I'm out of this brace."

"Remember, my muzzle is just across the hall any time you need it." I could tell he was still beating himself down because he thought he hurt me. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I don't blame him. I can't blame him I love him too much.

"Brandon... don't leave me tonight."

"I promised that I will always be by your side and I intend to do just that."

"I love you Brandon..."

"I know. I love you too..."

When I woke up I noticed the big empty spot in my bed where Brandon was supposed to be sleeping. I made a quick scan of the room before a tempting to sit up. Fortunately my back was cooperative enough for me to do so. I didn't think too much about Brandon absence, I was in his house after all it's not like he had anywhere else to go. My head pounded from the after effects of the pain mess from yesterday. After rubbing my eyes I reached over to the night stand to grab my bottle of water so I could take some ibuprofen for my head.

I placed the bottle back down in its place, I noticed Brandon's cellphone lying on the table displaying the date and time on his pure white background. Brandon liked keeping things simple and classy like that it contrasted me well being a messy person at heart. I read the day "Sunday, April 10th" was it really Sunday already? So much has happened this weekend already, at least I don't have to go to school tomorrow but I won't be with Brandon though. I won't let him neglect his responsibilities for me despite the amazing oral he gave me all night. He must have done me four times last night and I cold certainly feel it in my balls.

I did notice something a little strange, he had an unopened text from Amy and I know the two of them aren't the best of friends especially now for some odd reason. I am half tempted to read it but I would never do that to him I always hated the people who would read someone else's texts for no good reason.

I heard the doorknob jiggle and looked up to see my shirtless lover sneak through the door way.

"Good morning." My voice caught him a little off guard almost causing him to slam the door on his free paw.

"Oh! Hey, you're up. I brought you something."

"Oh? What is it?" I smiled showing him my teeth as I sat up taller.

"Breakfast. Unfortunately I don't know how to cook meat, or really much of anything. But I do know how to make a bowl of cereal."

"And I'm sure I'll like it just the same. You know, you're really starting to get this romance thing down."

"Well that's a relief I was beginning to think that I was a lost cause." He sat down on the side of the bed handing me the bowl.

"You are. I just need to find you again. I see you've already washed your muzzle so... that's at least a start."

"Oh and you still think you're funny dont'cha?" I can't believe that he remembered saying that to me. He told me that right before our first kiss. I know that it was only two weeks ago but Brandon isn't one to remember those kind of things.

"Yeah I do. It's 'cause I am. Although I will say, your muzzle definitely smells much better this time."

"Thanks it took me half an hour to wash all of you off of it."

"I bet. My balls are still sore."

"Aww... you poor thing."

"I know. For someone who hates giving blowjobs you are sure good at it." He gave me his trademark smirk.

"I do have a good instructor."

"Anyone I might know?"

"Maybe. He's got stripes, a little on the short side, really hot, and a real bitch sometimes." I laughed at his somewhat accurate, and just a little self-indulgent, description of me.

"And you just lost the romance train." I returned to my bowl of cereal.

He leaned in and gave me a kiss and whispered to me, "I'll just catch it at the next station."

"I really hope you do 'cause I don't think that I'll make it through another couple of nights like that. I just wish you would let me help you a little."

"Trust me I have other ways to help myself in that department."

"I'm sure you do."

"Any way you were telling me you want to find your father last night." He was desperate to change the subject and to keep from arguing with him into oblivion I just decided to go with it.

"Yes, I'm going to start this week."

"You can use my pad to look through the internet for him. Do you know if he still might live around here?"

I sighed a little as I really did have nowhere to start looking he could live halfway around the world or even be dead for all I know. "I guess it's logical that I start looking for Sebastian Temmeks in the state and go from there." He put his arm around my shoulders and scooted in closer to me.

"I really hope we find him."

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And so ends Part Eight! Sorry it is so short.

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Project Constellation has been officially named "Speed" and focuses on an almost entirely new set of characters. I do plan to have some cameos of characters from "Don't Leave Me". Speed will take place about thirty years after the events of DLM. I plan to release Speed after the release of DLM Part Ten as the next two parts will begin to introduce the Speed universe and will set up a few events and characters that will have major parts in the new series. Stay tuned for Parts Nine and Ten of DLM and more news on Speed.