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Dog Days of Summer

Chapter One.

By Roofles

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Summer dog days with a dog and a human, hope you all enjoy too!

How long had it been since Marty had seen CJ.

That single thought lingered in the human's head during the two hour drive towards the Colorado camp grounds he was supposed to meet up with his old high school friend at. The two of them had grown apart near the end of the school year and once they had gone off to separate colleges it had seemed like their friendship had been over.

That was until, by chance, CJ had hit Marty up two years later. A simple hello had broken the silence between the two online one late evening after work and Marty couldn't recall a single day since he hadn't messaged or talked to his best friend.

They were two peas in a pod, just as they had been before.

It was like they had never been apart; though online could only go so far and when CJ offered for Marty to come “hang out" with him and his friends, the human couldn't possibly bring himself to say no. CJ and his new friends had reserved a spot in July for them to just go out and reconnect with nature. A break from the mundane chore of working that nine to five job.

A much needed break from the world, able to relax and enjoy themselves during these hot sultry days. And Marty would like to get in on that. Able to spend the time off hopefully being able to reconnect with his best friend, while just hanging out with no concerns or worries for a change. Like they had done so many summers together.

Back when CJ was just a pup and Marty was just a dumb carefree kid…

Marty had done everything with CJ growing up. The two had gone to the same school and neither the human nor his canine friend minded walking to the other ones house after. Sometimes meeting up even before school so they could go together. They stayed up late nearly every night playing games, talking, raiding the fridge for those midnight snacks and more than once sneaking out after their parents fell asleep.

It didn't matter what they did, so long as they did it together.

Marty couldn't even recall what had split the two of them apart as he turned off I-70, looping underneath the highway and off onto a rocky gravel road heading towards the camp site located on his GPS. His Nissan Frontier was more than enough to hold up against the uneven, bumpy road.

Marty hadn't brought much. His excitement getting the better of him, barely sleeping last night as it was. He packed the bare essentials after CJ told him they had everything already. It left plenty of room in the back of his truck for the two if needed. Bringing a few things CJ might recall from those summer days they had spent together.

It was a beautiful day out. Not a single cloud in the Colorado sky. The mountains rolled up like bumpy hills around him as he made his way through an open forest trail towards the lake situated between two of the peaks. The bright green trees and grass swayed gently in the breeze. It washed over his face bringing with it the smell of the lake and of nature.

And with it, even more memories of him. Of CJ. The two of them camping nearly every weekend together, hiking during the summer times and swimming in a lake much like this one.

As long as they could be together.

Marty took a good long breath of nature, both the windows rolled down as the vehicle crunched over the gravel path before turning off once more down an unmarked dirt road. Marty sighing that single breath out, trying to ease his nerves and anxiety building up.

“Should be around here…" Marty just said as his GPS went off.

There had been so many times the human and his dog friend had camped in the back yard together. Insisting not to be disturbed by either of their parents while they roughed the outdoors. The two kids only then sneaking out a portable TV, their old playbox station using CJ's dad's long extension cord to power them up with after raiding the fridge and cupboards for “provisions" as if the two were military dogs trying to survive. While in actuality just hanging out in CJ's parents back yard.

The kitchen was usually trashed after their snack raid as they snuck everything they could out into the tent. They'd get a good scolding from their parents but it was worth it each and every time. Even with the punishment; which usually just consisted of the two being unable to see each other for a week or so.

That never stopped either of the boys from sneaking out to see the other. Nothing could stop them from being together…

“Hey." CJ had smiled back then. His dorky fluffy face always put Marty at ease. The two of them out in the tent playing games together. His husky friend was smaller than him, covered head to toe in thick fluff. CJ had common husky colors of black and white. A mix that played well across his face. The markings on his face highlighting every emotion that passed across it. That day it was beaming with joy as his curly tail wagged nonstop.

“What?" Marty had asked that late night; the two successfully pulling off another raid on the kitchen. The snacks already half eaten by the time they decided to turn in.

CJ scooted a bit closer to his friend, bringing his sleeping back with him as he did so. The husky fidgeted, not looking at his human friend at first. It was clear the husky was embarrassed and the way the energetic canine twitched with excitement was cute. The fluff ball that was CJ had always been an adorable puppy. Just a bright fluffy mess of wags and smiles.

“You know you're my best friend, right?" CJ had to only be twelve at the time. Marty only a year older than his friend was.

“Well… yeah." Marty couldn't help the smile on his face, it hurt his cheeks. He was grinning so much. Hanging out all day and now spending all night together had been such a blast. From the games to the treats to just rough housing on CJ's bed… the laughs never seemed to end.

“Yeah…?" CJ was such a meek puppy dog back then. Unsure of himself and relying on the older human to help him out.

“Yeah! Besides, you know what that means right?" Marty just teased back wrapping an arm around the husky's shoulders and pulling him close.

CJ ears splayed out, the inner parts of them turning a dark maroon with the husky's embarrassment. CJ could smell his friend when they were this close together. He enjoyed that. Knowing that Marty was here with him.

“What…?" CJ asked excitedly, nervously and hopeful all at the same time. His tail never stopped wagging.

“That just means you're my best friend, too!" Marty only laughed, taking his eyes away from Contar 3. The game was paused as the husky wiggled his butt. The human giving his friend a good nuggy on the head; wrapping his arm around the husky's neck and taking his other knuckles to rub between the husky's ears.

CJ just squirmed at that, being smaller than the two of them. He squirmed and growled back; the sound was filled with merriment as the husky's tail never stopped wagging as he kicked his legs. His nose pushing underneath and in the crook of Marty's arm. The husky getting a good long whiff of his friend.

“Jerkface!" CJ just growled back after Marty finally let him go.

“Ya, but you love it." Marty only teased booping the husky on the nose with a finger. CJ just flushed brightly at that, his tail still wagging a mile a minute behind him as his ears splayed out.

“I guess so, huh?" CJ's long curled tail wagged in response to those words, as if needing to validate their friendship. The husky dog taking a second to look back at the screen lost in thought. “We'll be friends forever, right…?"

Marty couldn't recall what he had said back then; it had been so long ago. Roughly ten years to this date, funny enough. As if this was their ten year anniversary of their friendship. Meeting up again out here in these campgrounds to renew the vows of their friendship.

The cheese from that alone made Marty laugh, his face burning in embarrassment. It had been two years since he had last met that husky butt! Surely CJ wasn't pining after him as he was for the husky dog. Missing his friend dearly.

“Fuck…" Marty breathed out as he pulled up outside the cabin in the makeshift parking lot the other guys had made. Cars lined the empty space forcing him to take the very last spot on the far left. Marty seemed to be the last one to arrive and was forced to park way off to the side. “Has it really been so long since I've last seen him…?"

Marty sat in the car for a good couple minutes thinking that over, resting his head back on the car seat letting the warm breeze wash over his face and calm his nerves. He was holding the steering wheel still, his hands tightening a bit as he thought it over.

Marty used to tease CJ endlessly as friends do. He was larger than the husky and that was sure to change one day. Maybe knowing that, Marty would pick on his smaller friend. They were just dumb kids at the time but still, Marty enjoyed those days being with CJ.

Going camping, hanging out after school; teaching CJ how to use a skateboard and teasing him about it whenever he fell, only to offer him a hand each and every time he did.

“We're friends. No matter how much I might laugh, it's with you. Not at you." Marty just shrugged it off as the sniffling, teary eyed husky wiped his nose on a back of an arm. “Besides," Marty just chuckled. “I'll always be here to pick you up when you fall. And you fall a lot." The human couldn't help himself, teasing until the very end.

CJ just wagged his tail as he picked up his skateboard after giving Marty's arm a good punch, ignoring his bloody knee that had scraped against the cement in the skate park around the corner from their school. The pain all but forgotten with his friend there by his side. CJ always wanted to appear strong in front of Marty.

“Show me that trick again!" CJ just barked out, wagging his tail getting all energetic again. As long as the two were together, no matter how many times they made mistakes they could always get right back up and keep going…

That was over four years ago now. Marty had gone to a different college, getting a dorm with other guys he didn't even know. He didn't even know where CJ had ended up at. And at the time, Marty hadn't even tried to look for him.

Marty knew he was to blame for not contacting his friend or even trying to find a way too in these past years. The two had drifted apart in their senior year and then in a blink of an eye two years had passed while they focused on college. Would CJ still be the same fun loving guy he remembered? His best friend that he'd stay up late with talking about any and everything with? Cuddling up together as they watched scary movies, Marty being there as the best friend the canine needed whenever he got scared.

“Was he scared without me…?" Marty thought aloud thinking about the crybaby husky and his fears and worries.

Or did CJ have a new best friend and Marty was just making a mistake coming out here…

His thoughts were abruptly interrupted as movement caught his eyes and his jaw slightly dropped as he noticed someone else finally. CJ had forgotten to mention who his friends were apparently. The human just naturally assuming that they were, like him, human. Instead of the furry canine persuasion variety.

A very large brute of a man was walking a good twenty feet in front of his now parked car. Without a shirt, shoes and wearing only the smallest, loosest pair of shorts imaginable the Anatolian shepherd looked as if he were heading back to the camp from the woods. He was a heavyset, thick neck canine with creamy tan fur that covered his entire body; and Marty got a good look at that body too.

It wasn't like the canine was bothering to cover up to begin with. The canine was fit, with a broad back and a nice ass to boot. The loose orange, summer shorts he wore left very little to the imagination Marty quickly found out as the canine gave a good long stretch out in the sun, bending down to touch his toes before back up again. The dog seemingly unaware that those shorts weren't made for someone of his amply girth; it left very little to the imagination.

Marty could only blush for the canine, feeling uncomfortable for the dog who clearly wasn't. And then some as the shepherd turned to face him, most likely hearing his truck door swing open.

The canine seemed just as confused as Marty felt as he walked on over to greet the human stepping out of the truck. Marty desperately trying to keep his eyes above waistline as the canine… bounced his way over towards him. Focusing instead on that tan muzzled, black nose face as the Anatolian shepherd came over to greet him.

“Hey, we reserved this area already." The Anatolian shepherd started up with as he jogged over towards the startled human. Marty brain almost short circuiting as the canine bounded on over, everything just… bouncing with him. It took Marty a great amount of self restraint from staring at the man, having to look up at him as he approached.

“Is… CJ… here?" Marty said far less elegantly than he had been working on in his head. The human had a full speech prepared about who he was, why he was here and if his best friend, CJ a husky, was here. Seeing what he'd just seen after the draught he'd been having in his sex life left him feeling far more warm and uncomfortable than he had recalled being in.

The creamy tan face paused at that. His brow scrunching up as the canine stared down at the human for several seconds. It only made Marty more uncomfortable unsure if he should just step back into his truck and leave or not. That was until the light bulb turned on over the shepherd's head and those thick bumpy black lips spread apart into a far more welcoming panting smile.

“Holy shit, you're Marty then? Right?" The canine seemed to have been aware of his invitation at the least. His curled tan tail gave several wags, swaying behind him as the shepherd took another step closer catching the human's full attention. The shepherd was practically naked out here in the open air.

Then another step; Marty trying to back up and only bumped into his truck that blocked his escape.

And one more step before Marty found himself scooped up into a bone crushing hug; lifted off the ground by several feet with his face shoved roughly against the creamy tan fur chest, between the canine's pecs and smooshed between them. The human got a lung full of the canine's musky body as he was swayed back and forth in the hug like a ragdoll before being dropped back onto the ground unceremoniously.

“Ow…" Marty could only wince, rubbing his side. The shepherd didn't even seem to notice he'd nearly broken the human in the friendly gesture as he just began to pant happily in front of the human.

“CJ's talked so much about you!" The Anatolian shepherd just went on; still seemingly unaware he'd done anything wrong. The thought made the human blush lightly, unable to help himself at hearing that.

CJ… hadn't forgotten him after all.

“So… CJ is here then?" Marty just asked instead, not wanting to rub anyone the wrong way just getting here. He'd just put up with his bruised ribs for the rest of the trip if it meant keeping the peace.

“Oh, I'm Marshal." The Anatolian shepherd just said with a goofy grin, still not answering the question. Or seeming to miss it all together. Marshal still just gave the human a goofy grin, looking down at him, still directly in front of Marty. Their chests nearly touching.

It was why it confused Marty why the canine needed to take that half step closer, as if the space between them were too large as it was. The warm fur brushed against Marty's arm making the human take notice very quickly.

Marty would've backed away further, giving the two some space if it wasn't for his truck trapping him between a hard furry musky place and the tin can he drove in on.

“I… right…" Marty said giving the canine a look. He just got a wag in return. At least he's friendly, Marty thought and the smile he got in turn only confirmed that. Movement caught his eye and Marty looked past the tan shepherd towards the black Labrador jogging towards them.

The canine was wearing just as much as Marshal was and Marty began regretting bringing so much in the way of clothes if this was going to be the norm out here. Clothing optional it seemed. It was a hot day and the sun beating down on his neck was already making the human perspire. Wearing less made sense when you were covered head to toe in fur.

Following his eyes, Marshal looked back over his shoulder towards Scout who shortly joined them. The black Labrador was a good head shorter than the shepherd was but still a good head taller than Marty making the human feel particularly small in front of the two shirtless panting dogs.

The canines must've been out in this heat far longer than Marty had been; both of their fur was matted with sweat. It clung to their large muscular bodies giving Marty plenty to look at. Marshal's bare nipples were clearly poking through his fur and if Marty recalled correctly, that was unusual for a canine. That or CJ had been so fluffy he hadn't gotten a good look at the body underneath all that fur.

“Everyone's looking for you." Scout said getting on the much larger canine who just shrugged off the comment. It was somewhat amusing seeing the black Labrador getting angry at a canine so much larger than him. Marshal could easily pin the Labrador down if he so wanted too.

It reminded Marty of how he and CJ used to be.

“Was busy taking a piss." Marshal just said thumbing over his other shoulder. Marty distinctly noticed there were no out houses in that direction and could only fathom the Anatolian shepherd had just up and gone out into the woods to pee.

Marty recalled CJ saying something about that. The pee tree or something the husky would always go to too take a leak at. It had been a big deal when the husky had asked him to use the same tree to pee at. It only made the human wonder if each and every dog here had their own pee tree; and now he was thinking of the large tan dog in front of him taking a leak and had to quickly get the perverted thought out of his head.

He wasn't sure how he would survive the next couple days here if everyone was going to be walking around practically naked in front of the touch starved human. Marty's new roommates were far less… friendly than CJ had been growing up and the human hadn't really done anything with anyone else.

The husky's absence in his life had long since been felt from there very final “I'll see you later." A pain shot through Marty's heart thinking about the husky… standing there. Watching him go. Waving goodbye as his tail drooped low, their eyes meeting until the final corner Marty's bus took turned away from him.

And their life together…

After CJ and him split apart, it was hard to think about getting back out there. As if, doing something with anyone else would be like he were cheating on his friend… Marty frowned at the thought hoping this wasn't a bad idea to come out here and this wouldn't bite him in the ass for it.

“Well we're waiting on you…" Scout's brown eyes finally looked over towards the human making the canine jump. “Shit, when the hell did you get here!"

“I've been standing right here… Like this whole time…" Marty started up with giving the black Labrador a once over.

Scout was fit. Lean but strong with lush black fur that covered his body. It eased up, as was common on most canine Americans, on his underbelly, underneath his arms and between the legs. Something Marty also got a good look at seeing as how the canine was standing stark naked in front of him; or might as well have been! Wearing what Marty could only call daisy dukes.

With the front zipped down… At least it confirmed the theory Marty had always had. All canines had sheaths, not just CJ. The human too embarrassed to ask his friend about that back in the day and not curious enough to just boogle it. He did not want that on his search history. The advertisements alone he'd get for that would be something else…

“This is CJ's friend!" Marshal just said loudly, giving Marty a good slap on the back and nearly toppling the human over.

“Ow…" Marty whimpered pitifully, neither of the two in front of him seemed to notice the tear in his eye after the friendly slap. Marty wasn't used to being the shorter one out of his friends and now there were two guys larger than he was.

Scout took a second on that as the gears in his head began to turn before, just as it had done with the shepherd. Until finally it clicked as all the pieces were put together. The black lab's face split into a grinning smile and Marty was promptly scooped up into another tight hug, sweaty, musky hug.

The labrador's scent was far more mild than the shepherd's have been. The earthy tinge to it was familiar but nothing could compare to CJ… It was only ever another painful reminder to the human that his husky wasn't exactly his anymore…

“Holy hell, you do exist!" Scout barked a loud laugh as he set him back down, nuzzling against Marty's face affectionately before giving the human some space. If only just enough for Marty to catch his breath, standing directly in front of the two still.

Marty could actually feel Scout's panting breath against his face. And if Marshal was any shorter, he'd probably feel the shepherd's breath as well. The two canines not seeming to know what personal space meant.

Be it the fact Marty hadn't hung out with another dog since CJ or that he'd only really knew CJ, he wasn't used to his space being invaded so willfully ignorantly like this. Neither of the two canines seemed to realize the human was bothered by their presence right up and in his own.

“I do, yay." Marty said tiredly, already seemingly drained from these overly excitable canines. And he had just begun his day. “Is CJ here?" Marty asked once more hoping for a more clear answer this time.

Maybe he'd just say hi to CJ and head on out? That's if either of these two canines would tell him where the husky was.

Scout just ignored him as he had before. “Dude!" The black lab yipped in surprise and this time Marty was sure the canine was blushing underneath that rich black fur; the inner part of Scout's ears turning red.

“Dude?" Marshal asked oblivious to the issue. The Anatolian shepherd tilting his large head to the side and blinking down at his smaller friend. Even with the black Labrador smacking his chest, the other dog barely seemed to register he was here.

“Dude! You're hanging loose! Ixnay in front of human… aye." Scout tried to say subtly. Marty got it instantly but Marshal seemed to be struggling with the pig Latin. Just giving his smaller friend a tilt of his head in the other direction, his tongue flopping out with the gesture and a look of utter confusion. “Not in front of the human…" Scout covered one side of his mouth, saying the words plainly between clenched teeth in a loud hushed voice making the whole thing rather pointless while he jabbed a finger downwards, gesturing at Marshal's junk.

Marshal gave him another confused look as the rusty gears in the large shepherd's head tried to turn. Be it the cool breeze that blew or the sway of one of them… Marshal finally looked down. Sure enough, hanging out from one of the bottom short legs was one of his fat fuzzy tan nuts. The large testicle hanging loose from his shorts, pulling his sack down with it. The sweaty tan fur nut just swaying gently in the breeze making the canine barked a loud laugh; Marshal scooping a rather large man hand into his orange shorts and pulling them back in. Taking a moment to readjust them so they'd hopefully not fall out again, Marshal just gave a big grinning smile to the other two.

Not bothered in the least.

“Oh shit, sorry bro." Marshal said adjusting himself out in the open in front of the other two guys without concern. Marty wasn't bothered by that as much as he was about the canine using the same hand to rub his shoulder with after, wrapping an arm around the smaller human as he helped guide Marty towards the cabin and the others.

“Uh…" Marty wasn't sure what to say practically able to smell the shepherd's musky nuts from the hand next to his face, resting on his shoulder and gripping him just tight enough that the human couldn't possibly manage an escape.

“Hot days, you know?" Marshal just chuckled heavily as he helped guide the human towards the rest of the camp still with that musky, nut adjusting hand on the human's shoulder. Oblivious or stupid, this big canine was going to 'cause Marty no end to these hard times.

The human trying to breathe fresh, unmusky nut air to calm his semi-hard dick down. The heat from the shepherd wasn't helping matters out as that strong side rubbed against him once more, the shepherd giving him a playful hip bump.

“Right…" Marty on the hottest day of the year wouldn't have been able to hang that loose. He wasn't sure if he felt bad for or envied the much larger canine for that. Only able to wonder if all canine sacks hung so low on these hot days.

Scout tagged along, nodding as if fully understanding Marshal's blight as the two openly talked about it being an issue. Marty becoming far too familiar with the two dog's sacks in the sparse amount of time he'd known them. The two canines giving him little room to walk as they pressed on his sides barraging him with questions now that they knew who he was.

How quickly one became friends with a dog. Marty remembered several times his mother saying the very same thing. “You have to work for a cat's affection, whereas a dog has unconditional love for you." Marty figured his mother was trying to warn him about CJ but that was one of those things he actually enjoyed about the husky.

And then those final words echoing in the back of his head. “I'll wait for you…"

Marty made sure the tears didn't fall as the two dogs continued to harass him for information about the husky.

CJ had always been the most devoted of friends and through thick and thin the two of them had fought the world together. And here he was now being manhandled by other canines. At least they were CJ's friends? Marty wasn't sure if that made things better or worse though.

“Where'd you two meet?" Marshal asked first clearly having forgotten what CJ had told him about the human. The thick headed dog just smiled though, wagging his curled tail as they walked together. The Anatolian shepherd having to take a single step for every three of theirs.

“We grew up together-," Marty tried to answer only for the other canine's question to interrupt him.

“You guys were on the same team, right?" Scout wanted to know practically skipping in excitement now. The second the black lab realized who he was, Marty had seemingly become his new bestest friend.

“What team?" Marshal just asked as if he and the Labrador were having a conversation with Marty stuck between the two.

“In high school yeah. We were on the lacrosse team," Marty tried to politely answer only for the other dog to cut him off.

“What's your favorite food? Mine's meat." Marshal just drooled thinking it over. The vague answer told Marty more than he'd ever need to know about the tan canine. “Can't wait for the BBQ tonight…" And it was at that Marty found himself hugged against the shepherd's side, roughly against the shepherd's bare half-naked body in the canine's excitement at the prospect of food.

Marty could only let out a gruff “oof" as his face was crushed against the shepherd's strong, sweaty side before being set down again.

“DO you really give the best belly rubs!" Scout demanded to know.

“Well…" Marty blushed at that. There had been several times he'd given CJ one; though it was something the two of them had never told anyone, not wanting to come off… strange in school. It wasn't like it was common for a human to hang out with a canine. Let alone giving them belly rubs; especially when they were both males.

Society standards always forcing the two to keep how close they were a secret. Unsure how the world was going to judge them for it. Openly showing their friendship while holding hands behind closed doors. And even more when the lights went out.

“Do you?" Marshal followed up with looking down at the smaller human hopeful. His large face pouting in a puppy whine wanting to know the answer to this and if in turn he could get some too. Apparently these canines didn't mind getting belly rubs from another male.

Marty wishing he and CJ had grown up with them than those they had grown up with.

“Did you lose your virginity to CJ?" Scout just bluntly asked nearly making Marty trip. The human's whole face turning red at the question, not expecting that.

“Did you?" Marshal and Scout stopped at that putting Marty on the spot. The human wasn't sure how exactly to answer that. CJ and Marty had done plenty of things over the years after all. The two finding comfort in each other when they couldn't with anyone else.

…

It had been the very night CJ had asked about their friendship during summer break. The canine clearly fishing for something more at the time. The black and white husky scooting his butt over until Marty felt his fur against his side.

“It's soft." Marty had said in surprise. It was the first time he ever got a real feel for his friend's fur. It wasn't socially acceptable to pet or touch someone else and Marty had been concerned he'd offend and possibly lose his friend if he did or asked too.

“Yeah?" CJ voice had been as soft and warm as his fur was that night as the canine turned on his side in front of his friend. The canine insisted on sleeping in almost nothing, his fur warm enough without wearing pajamas as Marty was.

“Yeah… I've never touched something so soft before. You have really nice fur…" Marty was as bashful back then as his friend was about him. Being raised in a conservative town left little in the ways of physical intimacy such as a touch or hug.

Whereas CJ was born into it. Canine's having different socially acceptable standards and practices. Things that opened so many doors for Marty and so many more after that.

“You can… touch me if you want…" CJ had said that night with a huff, his breath as hot as the skin underneath his fur was. Marty's fingers slipped underneath the husky's chest fluff to the darker skin underneath.

“It's warm…" Marty breath caught in his voice, not at the touch. But the feel of CJ's heart pounding in that fluffy chest. The canine was so excited by this, the thumping of his heart only grew faster at Marty's words.

It might've been why Marty loved to wrap an arm around the husky. It allowed him to touch his friend without coming off as strange or creepy. He'd tease CJ endlessly, getting a second hand feel of him at the same time. It had all been in good fun. Innocent.

Until this night.

“It's so warm…" Marty just breathed out, wrapping an arm around CJ once more. The husky was expecting it, wanting it, needing it. CJ more than happy to nuzzle and cuddle closer than he'd been previously up into Marty's lap practically as he kicked out a leg trying to push himself closer to his human. Those large icy blue eyes looking up at the human's face whose chest he was laying against.

“I'll always keep you warm… if you like. If you want. I can… I can be here for you." CJ wagged, timid and eager all at the same time.

Marty rubbed a hand over the husky's upper back. Letting that fluff slide between his fingers and feeling the warmth of it, of him, of CJ against the palm of his hands. The feel of the husky made his fingers dance as Marty rubbed and hugged CJ closer. Practically scooping the smaller husky up in his arms and into his lap at this point.

The husky “marped" in reply, giggling after with several wags of his tail. He was smiling. A smile he only ever had when he was with Marty. The husky usually too timid and fearful to get close to others as he had done with the human. Marty could feel CJ's musk against his hand; it covered his fingers and his arm and body. Whatever was touching the husky. Not that Marty minded as he nuzzled down against his friend's head, taking a soft breath of him.

CJ always smelled nice after these long days they had been together.

CJ was a canine after all. Maybe it was something he'd picked up on from him but Marty enjoyed the smell of his friend. The warmth of him. Taking a delight and pleasure in the simple things as he nosed between the husky's blushing ears to take a slow, deliberate breath of his friend this time. Shuddering as he let it out, making the husky squirm in his lap. The husky's ears patting to the side several times against the hot breath blown against it as CJ giggled out.

“Sorry about the muskiness… I forgot to shower after the game today." CJ grinned, loving the attention as his friend always gave him. Looked up at him and no one else; forgetting the world around them this night in the tent in his parent's back yard.

“O-oh? I…I don't really mind that… We're both guys after all…" Marty just blushed further as that musky tinge clung to his hand and nose. Every breath he took had that smell to it mixed in. Of his friend laying against his chest.

They both knew exactly why CJ never did. The canine had a strange habit of leaving his old sweaty, used clothes around. Usually on Marty's backpack or in his room or there was that one time Marty found CJ's jersey in his locker as if the husky had mistaken it for his own. They both knew better, neither wanting to comment or remark on it.

“Right. We're both guys here." CJ just grinned back as he scooted closer… “Hey, Marty?" The husky nosed at the human's chest, sniffing him as well. Marty shuddered a bit at the warmth breath that washed over his bare chest, against one of his nipples as the husky knowingly teased him back.

Marty couldn't just openly say something about that, CJ knew. You don't comment on another guy teasing your nipple after all. Giving the husky plenty of room to return all the teasing he got from the larger human.

“Yeah…?" The human just asked once more rubbing CJ's chest with his other hand, unable to get enough of his musky friend laying on him. The feel of him. The warmth of his body. The smooth softness of his fur… Marty didn't want to let CJ go as the husky curled up in his lap. Their bodies forming together naturally.

Like two peas in a pod.

“You know I love ya', right?" CJ tail just wagged, ears perked up as the husky looking at him with those icy blues eyes, tears making them shine even more in the dim light coming from the back porch.

“You… yeah, I do." Marty just smiled back down at the husky in his lap. CJ scooted closer, if that was physically possible at this point.

“Do… you?" CJ had to ask. Had to know. His tail drooping mid wag, abruptly stopping as the husky held his breath. Waiting for the answer and fearing the one he'd get. Marty felt a ping in his heart seeing the sad look cross CJ's fuzzy black and white fur face.

Like he could say no to him. Like he would ever want to hurt him like that. Marty couldn't imagine a single day without CJ in his life.

“Yeah… I do… I do, CJ." Marty barely got a chance to answer before the canine cut him off with a warm, tender kiss. His lips were as warm as his body, wet with drool as the canine crawled up into the human's body to express just how much he truly felt for him.

CJ wasn't exactly heavy, the smaller canine having to push Marty to lay back down instead.

Marty's hands gripped CJ's sides, pulling him closer. Feeling their chests rub against each other as his eyes fluttered to a close, focusing on the feel of his best friend. The taste of those lips and the warmth they shared together that night as the husky was grinding more than just his lips against the human now.

It lasted only a minute and the two were at a loss for words, both struggling to catch their breath from the sudden passion that had taken them. Hot in the face, Marty felt CJ's hot breath panting over it as the husky didn't dare take a single step away from him. As if he did, he feared the two of them would stop.

Marty's hands never let go as he looked back into that soft, fuzzy face.

“I love you…" The husky whined softly, begging as his lower lip jutted out, his eyes beginning to tear up once more.

“I love you, CJ…" Marty just answered those words with his own, petting the husky's face as he felt that warm, hot breath begin to travel down his naked chest. The hair on it only beginning to form, the two reaching that adulthood they'd been warned about so many times.

CJ looked up at his friend, his muzzle angled down towards Marty's stomach as the human just sat there watching what his friend was about to do. The husky pulling back the sleeping bag enough to show Marty's own tent; his briefs straining against his excitement, the tip of it slightly wet with joy.

The husky looked back up at the human and Marty in turn looked back into those icy blue eyes.

“We'll be friends forever, right?"

“Forever, CJ." Marty said petting his friend's face once more before the canine went down on him.

The two sharing that very same sleeping bag that night.

Just two peas in a pod…

…

“You still with us?" Scout asked, snapping his fingers in front of Marty's face. The human blushed for more than one reason. Being caught drifting off like that while also recalling the sweet touch of his best friend all those years ago…

Marty could still smell CJ. The musky husky scent was forever ingrained into his memory. Marty still even had the shirt CJ had accidentally left at his house that night. A memento of that sweet, passionate, hot night together. A first of many times to come.

CJ had been so willing, submissive, eager! But also accommodating of the human wants and needs. Even back then, CJ had always respected and trusted Marty. As the human had done so for the husky. Whereas everyone else in their life didn't understand, the two of them just got it. It clicked for them and that was why every time had been so natural between the two of them.

Just two bros together.

“Yeah, sorry. Just daydreaming a bit. It's been a long drive." Marty lied, trying to keep his emotions in check feeling overwhelmed by all this. It had been so long since he'd seen CJ and now… now, just in a moment he'd be able to see him again.

How would he go about this? On the two hour drive here he'd been asking that simple question. Should he just come out and say that he missed him? Or play it off with a simple “hey, how's it going." The two had such a history together it wasn't like they could just go back to where they had been… right? Could they?

That's all Marty wanted. His best friend back…

“We got some soda." Scout just nodded, trying to get some caffeine into the human as he shook him back awake from his daydream. “Couple energy drinks too. Got to stay hydrated!" The black Labrador warned as if that had been Marty's issue. The human was sure thirsty but not for that.

“And beer!" Marshal barked loudly clearly missing where Scout was going with this.

“Plenty of both, yeah." Scout just wagged along though. “Doubt they'd taste good together…"

“They sure do!" Marshal just garruffed a loud bark as he wagged along beside the two, still hugging Marty to his side.

“That's only because to you everything goes good together!" Scout tried to get on the much larger tan shepherd. Marshal didn't seem to mind one bit, just grinning widely as he wagged once more getting more attention out of this.

“They sure do!" He just agreed dumbly making the black Labrador ears splay out in embarrassment for him.

“Good. I feel like I'll need both." Marty just nodded along at this point unsure how he felt about it. This. Everything!

They passed by the large, single story log cabin and out into the open area where the trees lessened up and the sun above could slip through. The cabin was larger than what Marty had thought it would be but seeing all the dogs here, he began to question just how they'd all fit inside…

Several logs had been laid out around the fire pit that was prepped and ready to go for the night; picnic benches were set up nearby and several grills had been built into cement squares off to the side of those. The tables were covered in water coolers, drinks and bags of chips and food while the entire area seemed to be filled with dogs. Each grill was already lit and burgers and hot dogs were being cooked on it as the three of them approached.

“Speaking of hot dogs…" Marty muttered to himself getting more than enough eye candy to last him a lifetime.

There was a German Shepherds talking with a Saint Bernard; next to them was a Doberman and two Rottweiler's off to the other side with a beagle and border collie on their other other side. Each and every dog was naked or just close enough not to be. Most wore sandals and shorts, a few wore their swim trunks and others opted for just the underwear underneath. With some wearing nothing at all, letting it all just hang loose and natural. The string straps some had barely fit, making the human question why they'd even bother wearing them. These mostly consisted of things Marty used to wear during sports; the jockstraps clung tightly and formed even nicer on the red golden retriever that turned just in time for it to sway before his eyes. It was bulge heaven for the needy human who hadn't been with someone since CJ. Labradors and retrievers were mixed everywhere between the other dogs with similar outfits on. Or none at all!

And Marty was stuck here fully dressed, the odd one out. At least he had opted to wear a pair shorts at least.

Everyone was talking with each other, standing next to one another as they just enjoyed the day off together. Touching, feeling, brushing their tails against one another. Simple gestures that were far more innocent than the human's pervy mind was making them out to be. For Marty, growing up in such a strict home and even stricter city made such body touch a big “no-no!" It wasn't common at all or welcomed unless it was with direct family and only in short bursts of greetings or goodbyes. Here, it seemed to be the reverse. Not touching someone seemed to be rude and even offending.

Something Marty was quickly forced to come to terms with as Marshal greeted everyone, still not letting the human go from his side.

“Hey'roo." Marshal waved at the lot of them, letting out a soft howl at the end. “Look who finally arrived!" Marshal was all grins and wags.

And nearly everyone of the canine's in front of them stopped to look towards the large tan canine, only then to focus on the human at his side. Ears perked up, tails stop wagging, others flagging behind the canines as noses twitched in sniffs of greeting and curiosity.

“Awoo to you Marshal. Scout… and?" A German shepherd came up sniffing at the two before giving Marty several more sniffs all over as if trying to figure out if he knew him from somewhere or not. The canine seemed nervous but not nervous enough to get right up in Marty's face as well as underneath both armpits and the sneaky canine had even tried to sniff lower; which Marty made sure to stop.

“Awoo to you too!" Marshal said with a grin, wrapping a heavy arm over Marty's shoulders and giving the poor human another squeeze against his side. “This is Marty!" The force of the one arm hug actually pulled Marty up off his feet for a second making the human wince once more, sure this time a rib had snapped from the hug.

Pilot the German shepherd just gave him a confused look as if unsure if he was supposed to know who that was or not. The other dogs seemed just as confused, concerned and some hackles even rose up a bit. That was until the second Scout said it.

“He's CJ's friend!" The black lab barked and the whole area erupted in barks as Marty became swarmed by canines whom practically dog piled the poor smaller human to the ground in greetings on the spot. Marty truly feared for his life at the thought of being pinned underneath so many large, muscular, sweaty canines crowding him. It would be one hell of a way to go though.

He could already see his tombstone and obituary. “Poor lost human was dog piled to death by musky himbo dogs."

“This is Marty!" One of them asked surprised. The retriever pressing his nose against Marty's hair, sniffing him.

“Where have you been? Did you get lost?" The Saint Bernard asked worriedly, the large canine parting the crowd with his girth alone. Marty was soon scooped up into another hug; far more gentle and aware of the human's size than Marshal's hug had been.

The Saint Bernard greeted him warmly, hugging him close against his large shirtless chest. The fur rubbed over Marty's face and put him in a lull as if his brain shorted out. The canine was so warm and comforting he wanted to just curl up against him and fall asleep in the afternoon sun.

Thankfully, or unfortunately depending how you looked at it, the Bernard set him back down so the others could get their turn greeting him. The warm smile and wag of his tail told Marty enough that he could trust him as Oscar stood by and let the others have their time; the saint Bernard giving him a wave and a tail wag waiting for his turn to come around again to hug and sniff the human.

Maybe… maybe he'd be ok meeting back up for a good afternoon nap later this evening, Marty dared to hope for giving the canine a smile and getting one in turn before he was roughly pulled away by someone else.

“CJ's going to be so excited!" Another yipped behind the one who had grabbed him.

The Rottweiler in question was nosing him with a large bumpy wet nose, sniffing him all over and even lifting up one arm before being pulled off to be replaced by the other one. It took a good five minutes for each canine to get their turn sniffing Marty over, still questioning him the whole time about things. Or just stating things as they grabbed and sniffed and rubbed and petted and hugged and manhandled the human.

“He's shorter than I thought." A golden retriever frowned as if in disappointment.

“CJ didn't say he was big. He's more like a squeak toy really." The other Rottweiler spoke up, drooling at the thought of snuggling and chewing on a chew toy. Marty took a wise step away from him.

“I think he's nice!" The saint Bernard Oscar spoke up with a smiling wag of his tail.

“We're best friends now." Scout just stated crossing both arms smugly with his head lifted up, as if saying he knew Marty before the human was cool.

“Has anyone seen CJ?" Marshal asked looking over the lot of them, shielding his eyes from the sun beating down on them. It was beginning to become afternoon but they still had a good couple hours left of sunlight before it'd disappear over one of the mountain peaks.

“Do you really give the best belly rubs?" Someone asked.

It was at that when everyone stopped, if only for a second as if registering what that could possibly mean for each and every one of them if Marty said yes. Marty was afraid he'd be giving belly rubs for the rest of his entire vacation if he said yes and worried what they'd think of him he dared to say no.

“If so. I'm first." Someone growl speaking up loudly.

“I'm first!" Another spoke up getting right up in the other canine's face.

“We're best friends now, so clearly me." Scout growled at that, glaring at the others as they began to argue.

“He already agreed to give me belly rubs first!" Marshal said. Marty couldn't recall ever saying that as he was pulled closer towards the Anatolian shepherd chest. Marty tensed as his butt was pressed against the overtly friendly shepherd's groin from behind.

He was just glad he was the only one getting hard here. Having that hot dog slide between his buns might be a bit too much for the smaller human to handle right now.

“I don't mind belly rubs either…" The Saint Bernard said shyly from the side. While the others began to argue with each other, even going so far as to wrestle one another the shy Bernard stood to the side giving a warm friendly smile to the human with a wag of his tail as their eyes met.

“Fuck, I really want to rub him…" Marty groaned internally, conceding he'd rub their bellies at this point.

Thankfully, there was a good interruption as a voice spoke up behind the lot of them.

“What's all this about? I didn't know it was dog pile time yet." A husky voice barked a laugh. It carried over the lot of them making Marty freeze, if only for a second as his heart skipped a beat. The palms of his hands growing clammy as butterflies danced in his stomach.

Marty wasn't sure what to say at first, hearing his friend's voice in person. It hadn't been that long and yet it felt like a lifetime ago that he had heard it in person.

Marty could still recall the first day he had met him, CJ. A dog that had forever since changed his life…

…

It was kindergarten and Marty was scared to be alone. His parents having dropped him off with barely a goodbye before leaving him to his fate ushered inside with the other children. Some parents stuck around but not his, making him feel even more uncomfortable and unwanted in the unfamiliar environment.

“I'm your teacher," the doe at the front of the room was saying something. Marty couldn't hear her, his own heart pounding so loudly in his ears on the verge of tears. His nerves were getting to him and he'd have broken down on the spot if he didn't hear it over the crowd around him.

A single sniffle as someone rubbed their eyes away from the others and all alone. Like Marty was.

The sniffling coming from the nearby corner caught his attention. And there, standing there on the other side of the room was a small husky boy trying to wipe his tears away as he sniffled and cried. The canine trying not to let anyone else see him as his emotions got the best of him.

The teacher was busy in the front of the room trying to keep everyone calm and their attention up front to notice one stray student off to the side in distress.

“I should've gone to law school as my mother had wanted." The teacher could only say on her first day of class as she pulled a lion off a boar. The boar in turn only charging the lion that had tackled him. The small boar tackling him over forcing the teacher to try and pull the other kid off this time around.

Not even noticing the husky or the human, just like everyone else had. Ignoring the two. Just as everyone else would in the future to come.

Marty approached him, as if forgetting the class and where he was. His own concerns and worries fading away as he walked over to the sniffling husky.

“Hey." Marty introduced himself. “I'm scared too," the crying husky looked up at him with the most stunning icy blue eyes. “We can be scared together…" Marty offered a hand and CJ took it.

“I just miss my mom and dad…" CJ sniffled tightening his grip. The husky pup tried to wipe away his tears away. “Everyone will notice…" The husky sniffled pitifully to himself. His ears drooped and his slightly curling tail sagged down low. “First day of school and I already ruined it… Everyone will know I'm just a big crypuppy. They'll just make fun of me and no one… no one will want to be my friend now." The puppy sniffled pitifully as the tears kept coming soaking the fur on his face.

“Here." Marty said walking over towards the small tables to grab one of the water cups used to clean off the paint brushes. Dipping two fingers into it, he put the water on his face as well. “There! See. Now it looks like I've been crying too!"

“Now we both look like idiots." The husky smiled at that, sniffling once more as he looked at the human before him.

“We might look like idiots but at least we look like idiots together!" Marty just grinned foolishly, beginning to tear up from the paint water getting into his eyes but trying to put on a brave face for the husky pup.

“I'm CJ…" The husky smiled then.

“I'm Marty!" He said in far better spirits than he'd been before. CJ hand clenched tighter on Marty's.

The husky didn't let go of his hand throughout the rest of the class. Even if it caused one of the other boys to pick on him later, Marty having to stand up to defend his friend; CJ needed a friend that day and Marty had been there for him.

“Thanks… you're a good friend." The husky just wagged with a brightening smile. His wagging tail moving his whole butt with the motion making Marty giggle in turn.

“Yeah. We're good friends..."

…

Marty was sure even without the sun above he'd be sweating, his nerves beginning to get the best of him once more. Like the first day of kindergarten. Wanting to just head on out and leave. Instead of facing this. In front of everyone.

They really weren't helping matters any.

The canines between the two stepped aside, giving them just another room and space to see one another again. Marty took a breath and held it. He could smell the other dogs around him. Feel the heat coming off them; hear their breathing but his eyes were solely focused on him. On CJ. The husky standing there trying to figure out what was going on.

Standing there on the other side of the room was a husky. He wasn't as small as Marty remembered however.

CJ had grown over these past years that much was clear. He was taller than Marty was finally and had to easily have a hundred pounds over the human now. The husky's eyes widened seeing the human before that classic CJ smirk returned to his face as he walked over on heavy gray padded paws. CJ took a slow stepping stride forward, his body language matching the smirk of a smile on the husky's face. Confident, strong and playful.

As CJ had always been in front of others. Marty the only one knowing the true CJ underneath.

The only sign the husky was nervous was the slight dip of his tail and a bat of one of his ears as he looked at the human he'd invited to tag along with all these dogs. A trembling step more and CJ was that much closer. Giving Marty a good look at his friend after all these years.

CJ thick coat had finally evened out over the years. Instead of being a giant floofball back in school, the husky fur formed nicely over his muscular arms and tone legs, outlining his chest with just enough fuzz to give him that distinct husky look. The white fuzz sticking out of the top of the sleeveless sports shirt he wore. Black fur ran over the back of his arms and legs, almost meeting on his chest like a vest that was one size too small. White fur lined it well though like a natural born undershirt that went up underneath his lower jaw to the tip of his muzzle where it blackened once more; giving CJ a white goatee whether he liked it or not.

“A dog can't choose his fur color." CJ had once said holding Marty's hand looking out from the water tower one of the last days they had been together. “They can choose their friends though…"

“I'm glad you chose me then…" Marty had smiled back resting his arm against the railing with his legs daily over the ledge. Never thinking the two of them would be apart.

“I want to get out of this town. I hate it here…" CJ rested his chin on the top of the railing looking out over the country town the two of them had grown up in. “I feel so stifled here… No one understands."

“I know…" Marty said placing a hand on top of CJ's as he continued to look out over the city. “Let's do it then."

“What?" CJ had asked looking over at the human.

“Get out of here!" Marty just laughed as if it was that simple and easy, even as a high schooler the two didn't understand the difficulties of life. “Get out of this hick town and move to the big city!"

The idea was tantalizing for the two. They didn't even need to go to a big city, just anywhere else. Somewhere the two could hold hands in public without getting looks or death threats.

“Together?" CJ asked scooting closer until their thighs were touching. CJ kicked his legs in turn with Marty's, matching the older boys speed. The husky needing to take a moment to watch Marty's momentum to match his; the husky finally beginning to catch up in size over this past year.

“Yeah, together! Let's get out of here, CJ." Marty just said resting his chin on the railing. “Get far, far away from here…" Unaware they wouldn't be leaving together. That life wasn't so kind and the two would be ripped apart before they ever had the chance to save the money too.

And now they were here, back together after being apart. And the only thing Marty could think of saying was a simple…

“Hey." Marty almost waved, feeling awkward about it he put his hand back down unsure what to do with either at this point. There was so much that he wanted to say. To do. To apologize for. To ask CJ about. He wasn't sure where to begin…

“Hey…" CJ just returned it as those icy blues looked him over, nose twitching slightly as the husky stood where he was. Wanting to say more, to do more and unsure what too in front of all his friends still watching their exchange as if this was a lifetime special.

“I've just… been chatting with your friends. Waiting for you." Marty tried to say casually but his voice caught slightly in his throat. “You're late…"

“Heh, sorry." CJ smiled back, his curled tail giving a single wag as one of his pointed ears twitched at hearing that voice in front of him. “I wanted to make a dramatic entrance." CJ just offered instead with a coy smile.

“You always were one for theatrics…" Marty said with a roll of his eyes. “Always making a scene." He just shook his head, at least that hadn't changed. The emotional canine he knew had grown up so much it seemed without him.

“Hey now… I caught your attention, didn't I?" CJ just said, brushing a hand back through his hair to scratch behind one of his hears unable to keep his eyes on Marty as a light blush took his white fur cheeks.

The larger husky stood there, resting back on one foot as he looked past the others towards the lake to their side. “Maybe we should talk over there…" CJ just said, getting a bit flustered with everyone watching their reunion. He should've charged tickets for this show they were putting on.

“Yeah… you did catch my attention, heh." Marty couldn't deny that. “You've uh… grown." The human stated rather dumbly unsure what else to say in this moment. Everyone still around was making this even more painfully awkward than it already was.

They might as well be eating popcorn and watching the two of them making fools of themselves.

“Yeah. Finally hit that growth spurt my dad was always talking about." CJ just gave a nod at that before taking a moment; trying to do small talk wasn't his forte.

The two stood there for a moment longer, underneath the sun beating down on them from above. It made the husky sweat. His sleeveless gray sport shirt clung to his body. Outlining his muscular form, making the human blush even more than he already was. The husky lifted up an arm to scratch behind his head, the fur underneath his arm was black instead of white highlighting his sweaty pit; CJ adjusting himself in the warm air with his other hand, having to use that large hand to adjust his fat hanging junk.

Marty was speechless, at a loss for words what to say as his best friend just adjusted his fat junk in front of him. CJ seemed to have grown some confidence over these past couple years. The human was used to being the larger one of the two. The one with the confidence and say so. Now CJ had a good foot on him and the human found himself looking up at his lifelong friend instead of down at him. If Marty wanted to pet the husky he'd have to get on his tip toes to reach.

Not only that the husky had finally filled out. His chest was firm and perky, Marty was sure he could bounce a quarter off it if it also wasn't covered in that thick fluffy fur. CJ's arms were fir and the black fur helped outline the curves to his biceps as the husky noticeably flexed in front of the human without facing towards Marty; it was clear CJ had caught the human staring and was showing off a bit now as he sucked in his cut and clenched his ass, posing for the lookie loo.

When had CJ become so… attractive? Marty wasn't sure but it was somewhat clear, he'd fallen behind his best friend in that regard.

Scout opened his muzzle about to tell the two to fuck already when Marshal clamped a large hand around it to keep it shut. The black lab struggled against it, giving him a look. The Anatolian shepherd just shook his head raising a single finger to tell him to be quiet or he'd make him.

“It uh… shows, yeah." Marty just chuckled uneasily, unsure why he was so nervous now. It might be because out of the two of them, Marty had always been the larger guy. He was the one who helped CJ out back in school and now it seemed the case had been reversed. Flipped on it's head.

And Marty could only worry, where that left them in their dynamic duo.

CJ was standing there in a pair of loose basketball shorts, wearing a pair of sandals, with that open sports shirt and an American flag bandana around his neck and little else.

“It was for the fourth." CJ explained getting a look, touching the bandana with two fingers.

“Right. Of course. Heh…" Marty said. CJ returned the uncomfortable forced chuckle as they just stood there. Waiting for the other to say something to break the ice. “It… it looks good on you. You… you look good…" Marty barely managed to say, unable to look at the husky any longer.

He needed to get a drink fast because he was damn thirsty for this husky. That or one of the two needed to break this ice as they just sort of stood there not meeting the others eye.

Thankfully they didn't need too as clearly someone had enough of this; before Marty could say another word someone gave him a good encouraging shove from behind making the human stumble forward a bit. For a second there, Marty had forgotten the dozen other canines around them.

CJ was there and Marty only fell against the husky's firm, slightly sweaty chest fluff. The smell of him, of CJ brought back so many memories Marty wasn't sure where to begin. Instead focusing on the bandana around the husky's neck as a distraction before his emotions got the best of him.

“No, no. The bandana… it looks good. On you…" Marty tried to be reassuring while just faltering near the end, rubbing his back from the shove. “It uh… matches your eyes." He added standing up straight to look the husky in the eye.

It was the first time he ever had to look up at his friend.

“I get that a lot." CJ wagged his tail, taking a step forward, closer to Marty as he pressed against the smaller male. The first time in their lives, Marty was the one who had to look up at CJ and that made the husky's tail wag. “You know us Husky's. Our eyes are our best feature." CJ smiled before leaning forward a bit to showcase his brilliant blue eyes for the human to see.

For a second, Marty was sure CJ was about to kiss him. He quickly pushed the thought from his mind, blushing even more than he already was in his friend's strong grip. CJ pulling him close, securely, their bodies forming against one another as their hips met, the groin's touched and their chests bumped against each other.

“They always were your best feature. Everything else, eh." Marty said a bit relieved seeing his friend hadn't changed as much as he had feared. CJ snorted at that.

“Ya' little prick." The husky barked a laugh, growling down at him playfully. “Come here, you bastard!" The husky just grinned toothily as he scooped Marty up in a hug. For a split second Marty braced himself, waiting for another bone crushing hug to come only for those arms to wrap underneath his own, around his back as the husky nuzzled his face with his own.

The tender hug only increased as Marty wrapped his own arms around CJ's back and returned the gesture as he felt the husky press his chest against his face; somewhat beginning to rest his bulk and weight on the smaller human as he had done so many times before. Marty struggling a bit to keep the two of them standing without just falling backwards with CJ on top of him. Marty's nose rubbed into that thick fluff of fur between the husky's pecs but this time was far more welcoming than the last had been.

CJ smelled exactly as he did all those years ago. Yet, more. More… mature. The young husky dog that he had grown up with had become an adult it seemed.

“Marty… it's been too long." CJ muttered against his ear, the husky nuzzled against his face as his warm lips touched his ear lope.

“Sorry it took so long." Marty could only say, in no more than a whisper as he returned the hug two fold. Giving the larger husky a strong squeeze before relaxing in once more into it. Letting his forehead rest against the husky's black fur shoulder.

Marty's eyes closed as he was sure CJ's were too. The two catching up without words. They both recalling the times they had spent together. Of the hugs they'd share. Of the words they'd exchanged. Now wasn't the time for those. They didn't need them as they finally were reunited.

The tender hug made several of the other dogs watching adjust themselves feeling the warm funnies as well watching the scene. Muttering to themselves and even giving a cough or two as if trying to get them to realize they weren't exactly alone here. While never once thinking to look away.

The husky turned his snout to the side and pressed those soft lips against Marty's neck; making the human tense. Waiting for the kiss he knew was to come. Taking that split second to brace himself for it; before relaxing as it never came.

“CJ?" Marty was about to say before the loudest, wettest raspberry he'd ever heard in his life filled the camp ground as the husky blew against the human's neck.

A blushing Marty fought against CJ's hold as he broke out into a fit of tickling laughter. CJ didn't relent and his grip only tightened on the human showcasing just how strong he'd become over these past years. The human was trapped between the two flexing arms as the husky continued to tease him relentlessly before finally abating, letting him go with a laugh of his own.

The smile on the husky's face was priceless.

“I got you good." CJ wagged, his smile reaching his ears as his eyes sparkled with happiness. It was clear CJ had nearly been on the verge of tears but had held back, making light of the situation in front of everyone else.

“I let my guard down," Marty could only concede with a laugh glad one of the two had broken that awkward hug. He'd been getting hard and neither of the two was exactly wearing anything that could properly hide that from all the watching eyes.

Marty took a quick step forward reaching up for the husky whose ears folded back at the sudden gesture.

“No! Wait!" CJ only ended up groaning out as Marty's fingers found that one sweet spot that always made the husky just melt like butter in his fingers. CJ was helpless against him as he bent over, kicking his leg out as his tail froze mid wag.

“Don't mess with me. I know all your secrets." Marty just warned out as he pet over CJ head making the husky whine softly in embarrassment.

“Hey guys, he really does give the best belly rubs!" Scout shouted out making the two of them instantly stop. Marty could feel every eye turn towards him now as he stopped what he was doing, regretting his action.

“Uh…" He said fearfully. “CJ, run!" The human could only holler out, grabbing his friends hand and booking it with nearly two dozen other canines chasing him done. “You always get us into these kind of situations!"

CJ only laughed. “Just like the good old days, huh?"

“Most people would talk about the past, not try to recreate it." Marty struggled to say as he ran ever faster with the canines in hot pursuit.

“I know, it's a blast, right?" CJ just grinned toothily beginning to pant as he snagged something off a nearby picnic table they ran past, handing it over to Marty. “It's got to be you who throws it." The husky just gave him a wink at the look he got.

Marty took it without question. It was a rather well worn, used plastic Frisbee and the human put two and two together quickly enough. Skidding to a halt he turned and held up the disc, making every canine behind them put on the breaks, coming to an abrupt halt; Marshal was up front, eyes hypnotized by the Frisbee waving back and forth in the human's hand.

“Who wants it? Who wants the frisbee…. Go get it!" Marty yelled after capturing their attention, throwing it as hard as he could over the lot of them in the opposite direction while CJ and him made their escape to freedom.

“I told you should've joined the ultimate Frisbee team!" CJ just barked a laugh looking back at the others. It took great restraint for the husky not to give chase like the others did.

“You only wanted me on the team so I could throw them for you." Marty teased, which he ended up regretting soon enough.

CJ was the larger one of the two now and Marty had it coming after all these years; the husky wrapping an arm around the human's neck tightly and giving him a good nuggy in return for all the ones he had gotten. The human tried to break free but CJ was unrelenting and as the two laughed, Marty pleading for mercy as CJ got his revenge as the Frisbee was finally caught by one of the canines.

Scout, trailing up the rear of the group, yipped for joy after seeing the Frisbee fly overhead. Jumping up, the black Labrador snagged it in his teeth a good thirty feet away after chasing after its descent. Catching it, the canine wagged his tail happily before turning to see a half dozen canines charging him.

Scout barely knew what hit him as he was tackled to the ground, swarmed by musky, furry, heavy bodies as the other canines fought over the toy while the two got some distance from the lot of them. The black Labrador was crushed underneath furry rears and thick thighs, Marshal just belly flopping on the lot of them to everyone's freight.

It didn't last long and CJ had gotten a good laugh out of it in the end. Rubbing a hand on Marty's back as the two caught their breaths.

“Been with you… not even five minutes… already being chased by a mob." Marty said with a sweat, the warm day finally catching up to him. At least on the car ride here he could have the windows down.

CJ was in similar shape though the husky was grinning from ear to ear, tail wagging nonstop.

“Fun, huh?" CJ just said looking back over his shoulder to see the others beginning to catch up. Marshal and Scout still fighting over the Frisbee. “Didn't think that'd hold 'em for long. Hoped we get at least a couple minutes alone together…"

CJ tail drooped mid wag as the husky frowned at the lot coming towards them. Catching the look Marty was giving him, the husky just waved it off with a good bark of a laugh all grins and wags once more. It was a rare sight to see CJ bothered by something and Marty wanted to ask about it, only finding the others to get in their way once more.

Marty had wanted to spend a bit more private time with his best friend but it was clear that would have to wait until later as the others showed up. Promising himself he'd ask CJ about it later when they got some time alone, the two welcomed the others while figuring out what to do.

“Well now that Marty's here," Marshal just smiled down at the human. His dumb, friendly smile put Marty's heart at ease and it was hard to worry when a goofy tan, black lip face was looking at you like that. “How 'bout some of those games?"

The others nodded at that, barking in agreements as two of them still growled and fought over the Frisbee with their teeth on the plastic disc. Marty was surprised the thing wasn't more misshapen than it already was.

“Could do some drinking games?" Someone offered, throwing out the idea.

“It's too early for that, Sparky!" Someone growled back.

“The sun will be out for another couple hours too." Another pointed out, deep in thought.

“How about some rugby, then?" CJ offered and the others quickly agreed with the idea. “Don't worry, I got you." CJ reassured the human, giving him a good slap on the ass for “good luck."

Only for Marty to end up on the other team.

Marty was more than confused until the game started. CJ had been one of the two captains, Marshal being the other. CJ's first pick wasn't even his best friend but another dog, one of the two Rottweiler's. Whereas Marshal had scooped him up the second he got the chance too.

“Don't worry, just stick behind me!" The Anatolian shepherd said with several head pats for the human, making Marty feel far younger than he was; the human wasn't sure why he was flustered by the action, his cheeks burning red.

With the teams divided, each took their own side of the open field as a ball was brought out. It had seen the same fate as the Frisbee had, gnawed and chewed on to the point several of the threads were coming undone. Several of the canines eyed the ball hungrily, some even began drooling.

“I want that ball more than I want life." Marshal just said aloud and the others nodded along. Marty was just glad he had the large shepherd in front of him; it gave him plenty of protection from the other team while also providing a nice view of that ass.

Marty couldn't figure out why CJ wanted to be on the other team after meeting up after these past few years. Until the game started. Things quickly became clear as to why CJ didn't pick him and why the husky had said what he had previously.

“I don't even have the ball!" Marty just cried out as he booked it across the open field with the husky in hot pursuit; CJ chasing after him ignoring everyone else altogether. “Go chase the ball!" The human pleaded desperately.

“I could've sworn I saw you catch it!" CJ just growled from behind giving chase practically on all four after the human. His tail never stopped wagging as the panting canine ran after him.

“Liar!" Marty just called out, jumping over another canine that had been knocked over, looking behind him to see the husky do the very same.

“Really! I did!" CJ just barked back as Marty ran around Marshal several times with CJ following after before taking off the same way he had come.

“Clearly he's after a certain pair of balls, that's for sure…" Scout snarkily piped up next to Marshal. The Anatolian shepherd only ended up falling over in a tackle on the poor black Labrador, silencing him and preventing the canine trying to interfere with the two once more.

“I think their cute." Marshal just wagged, looking at the black lab's snoot sticking out from between his pecs as Scout struggled to breathe.

Marty's foot caught on the fallen canine's side, tripping him up and making him come to a rolling stop; laughing on his back as he turned over, just in time to see CJ pounce on top.

“Got you!" CJ just grinned, wagging his tail faster than ever before. Sniffing him all over, the husky persistently tried to ask “where he hid the ball." The cold nose made Marty squirm as he laughed uncontrollably as his friend held him down.

The two seemingly forgetting about the game all together as CJ wrestled the human into submission.

“Gah! You're so heavy now!" Marty continued to tease despite being overpowered by the husky whose words only encouraged CJ further. “Get off, you big fat lug!"

“Big fat lug of man meat." CJ just growled down on him, pinning Marty's arms. “It looks like the tables have turned, my small furless friend." The husky was all wags, unable to help himself as he smiled, panting down at the human he could finally outmatch in strength and size.

“What? You just hit the gym since I've been gone?" Marty just smiled up at the husky who growled back down. “Meat head…"

“Someone's got to put you in your place." CJ growled but still there wasn't even the slightest hint of anger in his voice. The husky used his weight to pin the human's arms down at his side.

Marty could feel the raw heat coming from CJ's groin as the husky placed his strong thighs on the human's sides. CJ clenching the human between them as he rested down over the smaller male on both hands, panting hottly down into Marty's face. Drool dripped against Marty's cheek and still the husky showed no sign of relenting.

The weight of him, the heat coming from his body with the husky panting down on him made the human toes curl.

“Admit it!" CJ just growled playful as ever before, wagging his tail.

“Admit what?" Marty just played dumb about the matter. It only got the husky more worked up. CJ growling now as he nosed at Marty's face making the human squirm.

“Admit I'm top dog now!" CJ just growled wiggling his hips back and forth and thus the human with it. Marty grunted at that, feeling the husky sitting down on him like this, pressing his weight on him with that heat coming from his body.

The years the two had spent together with Marty always being the bigger, larger one of the two; teasing CJ constantly about it hadn't been forgotten even with their lapse of time together. The husky wanting the human to give in to him as Marty had once made CJ do.

Knowing this, Marty only resisted further as CJ pressed down on him.

“Admit what?" Marty just said once more innocently. CJ growled in warning, then his face split and in the next second Marty got a full face of dog tongue as CJ licked him not once, not twice but three times drooling over the human's face who could only gag at the tart slimy saliva.

“Admit how much you miss me." CJ stuck the tip of tongue out. “How much you need me." He wiggled his hips still sitting on Marty's lap. “How much you want my big shmexy booty." The husky just panted above him.

“I'm going to knee you in the groin." Marty just frowned in return, unable to deny that he did miss this big goofball. Unable to hide his smile.

“You just want to touch my dick." CJ just sneered back at him.

The two were still going at it as the ball landed next to Marty's face making them pause. CJ yipped as he jumped off the human to grab it, allowing Marty to get back on his feet.

“There. You got the ball. Now you happy?" Marty rolled his eyes before jumping himself seeing the dog pile heading their way.

“You can have it." CJ yipped as he tossed the ball to Marty.

“No, you can!" Marty said tossing it back to the frightened husky who in turn only tossed it back to the human who grabbed it out of pure reflex.

The human seeing everyone's attention turn towards him, he tossed it back to CJ. “No, no. I insist you do." Their heads turned towards the husky who once more threw it back to Marty who in turn only threw it back.

The other canines watching as the two tossed the ball back and forth, waiting for one to keep it. It lasted a good couple minutes before one of the two Rottweiler's finally stepped in.

“Just tackle them both!" And it was at that Marty caught the ball.

“Oh," the human could only say before getting hoisted up over the husky's shoulder. CJ didn't wait for a thank you and took off running with Marty slung over one shoulder.

“I won't let them have you!" CJ just barked out as he laughed, running with the human slung over his shoulder, Marty holding the ball as the others gave chase once more. Bouncing with the husky's steps and watching that perky rear the entire time.

The evening went by quickly enough as they continued to rough house, the game all but forgotten. Some of the others kept going after the ball while most just sat around the fire pit that someone had gotten going a good hour and a half later as the sun began to set.

It was nice, being out here with everyone. Not worrying about hiding things or what the others were thinking as Marty sat on the grass, between CJ's legs as the husky sat behind him on one of the turned over logs. CJ was touching his shoulders, petting his chest and every now and then resting his chin on the human's head. Marty could feel the husky press against his back and more than once, CJ wrapped a leg around him pulling him close enough Marty could feel the husky's groin press against his back. CJ just took a slow deep breath before exhaling it out in a content, happy sigh.

Marty was a bit concerned at first. After everything the two had been through growing up. CJ didn't even seem to notice or care though. Marty quickly understood why.

All the others that joined them were in similar positions. Whereas Marty was used to having a good arms length apart from his roommates, everyone here wanted the others to be within arm's length. Hugging and touching each other the whole time. Casual, friendly touches and pets and rubs without any other ulterior motives behind them. Just wanting the physically intimacy of touch and nothing more.

It was a new experience and since Marty had been apart from CJ, he felt truly relaxed. Being here with the husky like this and all his new friends.

Scout was sitting much as Marty was, between Marshal's strong thighs as the Anatolian shepherd talked with the Saint Bernard next to him. One arm was over Oscar's shoulders while the other was scratching at Scout's head.

Food was served, brought around by the red golden retriever who was still wearing nothing but the jockstrap. Marty would've made a witty comment about the hot dog surviving them hot dogs if his groin wasn't at perfect face level; Marty practically getting slapped in the face by it as the retriever reached past the human to give CJ his food.

“We got drinks, food, company. What more could you need or want for?" Someone said as everyone barked in agreement. Cheering out as they made a toast to such great company. Marty just nodded along with a smile as everyone treated him as one of their own, equal and part of the pack as CJ finished another beer.

The husky set the bottle down by Marty's side before standing up, drawing the human's attention. Looking up that firm, muscular body at the stretching husky standing over him. CJ noticed him staring and smiled down at the human. Without a word, he motioned over towards the lake with his muzzle before proceeding to head in that direction.

Marty got it and excused himself from the group, their spot quickly being taken up by two other dogs as the human followed after the husky.

The night was warm and the moon was out as the two walked away from the others, heading towards the lake shore. CJ bent down, giving Marty a clear view of his perky ass as the husky fished around for the perfect rock.

“We used to do this…" CJ started up with, reminiscing as he picked up the stone. Using a paw padded finger he felt over its cool smooth surface before flicking it across the water.

The rock skipped several times before plummeting beneath the lake's dark surface.

“Yeah… I remember those days." Marty standing beside the husky, unable to look at him as he bent down to pick up his own stone. Finding one, he picked it up to try and beat the number of skips the husky did.

“My mom was so worried." CJ chuckled lightly watching the stone skip. He didn't bother reaching down for another, instead just staring out over the lakes surface as it slowly settled down. Marty stone beat his own. Marty usually beat him at any kind of race back then, always being the first.

The first to leave, even…

“We forgot to tell them we were going out." Marty nodded, thinking it over. “She was about to call the fire department when we got back."

“My dad was so pissed." CJ smiled softly at the thought. The two taking a moment on it as they stood there under the moonlight and stars. “It hurt so much when you left…" The husky started up.

Marty was expecting that. He wasn't sure what to say, so he didn't say anything.

“I… I didn't know what to do without you…" CJ sniffled, not looking at the human. Not wanting to see him as a crybaby anymore as he turned away, rubbing at his fast with a closed fist. Cursing under his breath. “Damnit, I told myself I wouldn't cry…"

“I didn't mean too…" Marty stopped though unsure what to say. He was a dumb kid that wanted out of his town. It was as simple as that. Once he had gotten a scholarship, he just naturally assumed CJ had gotten it too.

The two had stayed up so many nights in high school talking about it. Getting out together. Moving somewhere, anywhere else. That had even gotten bus tickets together.

“I was late… I slept in… I stayed up all night thinking about the trip that I just…" CJ clenched that fist tight, punching the tree at his side. It hurt. This hurt. Thinking about what happened… hurt. “I didn't mean to sleep in…"

“That's why you were late…" Marty said aloud, unsure what to think after getting on the bus. Getting to the back seat and looking out, waiting for the husky to join him.

He had sold all his stuff, saved up all his money for that single ticket. Their ticket! A ticket to get out of the hell that was their town together. Marty had gotten their early, gotten on the bus and had waited… only for CJ to show up at the last minute as the bus was pulling away.

“I wanted to make a flashy entrance…" CJ sniffed, wiping a tear away.

“I just… I had nothing left. No home. Not after my parents…" Marty didn't need to mention that, knowing CJ knew what he meant. “I got out of there and didn't look back…"

“It would've been fine, as long as we were together!" CJ said. It had been one of the last thing the two had spoken about before the two of them had planned to leave. “In case… in case it didn't work out…"

“Yeah…" Marty just said in turn. What else could he say? A single mistake had nearly cost him everything.

“We could've stayed with my family. They liked you! We…" CJ clenched a fist tightly, looking back to make sure no one else had come over. “I'm not the pup I once was, ok? I could've gotten a job, I did get a job!" The husky growled now, getting worked up. “I was going to make sure we had a good home. A good place to stay at. I was… I was going to work so hard… I did work so hard! So that you… when we… and I…" The husky faltered, looking down at himself. At all his hard work.

“And I took the easy way out…" Marty just stated plainly. “I should've gotten off the bus. To wait for you..." The human conceded, what else could he say really. “After our fight, you wanting to stay… I don't know? I panicked and got on. Waiting for you… I should've gotten off the bus."

“You should've!" CJ growled back, clenching his teeth. The husky shook with anger but when Marty looked at him all he saw were tears in his eyes. “You should have taken me with you… I know I was just some dumb pup. I know I wasn't good at anything and you were…" CJ took a shaky breath before shaking his head. “I'm strong now. I'm big now! I can do stuff. You don't have too… I can come with you now. I won't be a burden…"

“CJ!" Marty said quickly stepping forward to hug his long time friend. The husky wrapped his arms around the human, pressing his body and weight against the smaller man as he sniffled some more as the tears came.

“Marty, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I was such a bother…" CJ whimpered. “I don't blame you for leaving. I just… wasn't good enough…"

“You never were a bother. Or a burden!" Marty just said, unaware his friend had been dealing with this whole time. Yet, Marty knew he should've expected at least this much as he hugged his larger friend under the moonlight.

He felt the husky rest against him, the weight of him making the human struggle a bit. CJ had grown so much but he still was the same puppy dog inside that just wanted a friend.

CJ took several minutes to compose himself; smoothing out his fur around his face and take several steady breaths not wanting the others to see his moment of weakness.

“The stars look great tonight." CJ said, diverting the conversation away from what had just happened. “I always liked star gazing with you…" The husky muttered just looking up at the stars now, wiping one of his cheeks again.

“Here." Marty said, grabbing hold of CJ's hand and guiding the husky back.

“Marty, the others…" CJ said, hesitantly looking back. The husky followed him without resistance. As he always had, tailing after the human trying to keep up with him.

“We're not heading back to the others." Marty just gave him a smirk, leading the husky towards the parking lot where all their cars were away from the fire pit everyone was gathered around. The husky just nodded at that, tagging along and losing one of his sandals on the way.

Marty lead the husky to his truck, letting go of his hand long enough to open the back of the trunk for the two of them to crawl inside. “I wasn't sure what all to bring but I thought, maybe…" The human started up as he opened the storage container to pull out a rather tattered looking sleeping bag.

It was old, tattered and frayed at the edges and still had the smell of the two on it even after all this time.

“Can't believe you still have that." CJ chuckled lightly, sniffing once more as he rubbed his snout against the back of an arm.

“It's hard to throw anything away I got from you…" Marty just shrugged as he laid the sleeping bag out in the back of the truck, setting up some pillows before patting the spot next to him.

“Star gazing in the back of your truck, huh?" CJ gave him a look before crawling up and into the truck. The vehicle tipped a bit at the weight of the husky who slumped down next to the human to look up at the stars. “You always were so sappy."

Marty just shrugged at that, letting CJ have that one. “Guilty as charged." Marty rested back on their old sleeping bag, the one from the very first night they had been together, looking up at the stars above them. “There's Orion's collar." He pointed out.

“And there's the leash to go with it and doggy bag..." CJ pointed out, trailing a finger from the belt towards the dippers.

“That's the big dipper…" Marty just laughed though.

“I like my names more." CJ smiled, wagging his tail as he looked at the stars. The husky not so subtle scooting closer to the human, making the car shift a bit from the weight and size of the canine moving in the back of it.

The husky slung one arm over the human's back, hugging Marty close as he rested his hand over the human's shoulder. Marty could feel the heat and sweat of the husky's armpit rubbing against the nape of his neck. The smell of CJ was stronger than he recalled as he looked from the stars to the one at his side.

CJ ear twitched before those icy blue eyes looked down at him.

“You're bigger than the last time we did this…" Marty stated dumbly, blushing a bit. He had been the one to do this last time, putting his arm around the smaller husky.

“Yeah. I ate my wheaties every morning." CJ just smirked in return. Marty could feel the husky's breath against his face. The contrast from the husky's warm body to the cool summer air made him shiver lightly. Only encouraging the human, the smaller of the two now to scoot closer to CJ.

Something the husky noticed, both ears perking up as his tail thumped against the metal bed of the truck.

“That's so 90s." Marty just rolled his eyes. CJ just hugged him tighter.

“Don't ruin the moment, Marty." CJ growled playfully at him again, nosing his ear.

“What? You're not going to give me another raspberry, are you?" Marty just teased further.

“What? Can you blame me? You were getting all emotional!" CJ was the one to roll his eyes now at that, poking the human's side. Touching it. Touching him. CJ just petting over Marty's chest.

“No you were! You were like literally on the verge of tears!" Marty just poked the husky's side. “You're just a big ol' emotional pup even now!"

CJ gave another, deeper growl at that. “Someone got to put you in your place!" The husky warned.

“What? Little ol' CJ going to do it, huh?" Marty just poked his side again and one more time for emphasis.

“Oh, that does it!" The husky just said, tail wagging as he grabbed the back of his friend head and forced him face first against his hot, steamy armpit rubbing Marty's face against it. Marty could feel the husky's damp fur rubbing against his face as his nose was pushed roughly against him.

The human got a full whiff of the husky's sweaty musky pit before he was able to get a chance to pull back. CJ was all smiles about it as the human frowned at him in turn, before the two broke out into laughter.

“Funny." Marty wiggled his nose still with the smell of his best friend in it.

“Like you didn't use to do the same thing to me!" CJ just rolled his eyes. “Just returning the favor."

“I didn't make you do shit." Marty was smiling though as he pushed CJ's side, getting a good feel for his friend with the gesture. Gripping, groping and feeling CJ's bicep with the simple gesture.

“Oh, like you don't push and touch and poke me all the time!" CJ just growled back nosing Marty in the face. “I know you love it. Love touching me. Feeling me. Smelling me…" The husky huffed against the human's ear, nosing at it now as he bit playfully at Marty's ear lope. “How you would take my shirts or use my sleeping bag or the time in the locker room…"

“Your jersey was in my locker! I-I wasn't sure whose it was…" Marty tried to defend, blushing brightly as the husky just gave him a look with those icy blue eyes. Marty having been caught nose first against the shirt when the husky turned the corner on him, catching him with his hand in the metaphorical cookie jar as it were.

“It had my name on it!" The husky just pointed out as he crawled over the human, pinning Marty against the truck bed as he had done earlier out in the field. “You always say this while doing that." CJ just wagged. “You look at me with those eyes, touching my hand all while trying to play it off in front of others. Well? We're alone now. It's just you and me…"

CJ said these words with the two fully knowing the husky had done the exact same thing to Marty as the human had done with him.

Marty blushed at that, at how large his friend had gotten and how dominate CJ had become. The husky used to be so small and cute. A ball of fluff and little more. There had been plenty of times CJ had crawled up on him like this; none of those times made Marty feel as he did now.

Submissive to the larger musky husky.

“That's right bro." CJ huffed out a breath as he put his legs on either side of Marty's, pinning them down by sitting on the human's lap. CJ wiggled his butt, grinding it against Marty's groin. “I'm the top dog now. You got to do what I want and say." CJ tail wagged, matching his grinning face. The husky unable to contain his excitement.

“CJ…" Marty began.

“That's right. Say my name bro." The husky growled in turn, nuzzling against him. Licking Marty's face before nipping at his neck several times making the human squirm. CJ held him tighter at that as the hungry husky nipped at his neck, licking it after. Softly, tendering with that large grooved dog tongue.

CJ's large hands slid underneath Marty's shirt, pulling it up and off the human and tossing it aside, over the edge of the truck bed in one smooth clean motion. The human blushed, half naked underneath his worked up friend, his CJ.

“You like my clothes so much, huh?" CJ said sitting up and putting his full weight on Marty's lap, pinning him down as if to say he wasn't able to get away. Marty could only watch as his best friend stripped his sweaty sleeveless sport shirt off and began to put it on the human. “There. Now you'll always smell me on you."

Marty grimaced at first feeling the husky musky sweat on the shirt. How it stuck and clung to his body. The fabric rubbing against his chest and back, forming around his sides and outlining his body for the hungry husky's eyes. CJ licked his lips with a growl.

“You look damn good in my clothes, bro." The husky panted open maw now, his breath steaming up the cool night air between the two. “You always looked good." CJ said bending down, turning his muzzle to one side. “Always, so good for me…"

Marty wrapped an arm around CJ's neck, gripping the scruff of the husky's furry pelt with his hand as they pressed, he pressed his lips against the husky's; stealing CJ's breath away as they kissed late into the night, under the moon and stars.

CJ was the one to submit first. Groaning out, opening his maw and welcoming Marty into it as he panted hotly, drooled profusely and hungered ever more for his human.

Their tongues danced together in CJ's maw. The husky closing his thick bumpy black lips around the humans tongue to suckle and thirst for him, drinking it in as he licked and tasted his friend once more. The husky's hands groped and felt Marty; gripping, holding, touching him all over as they made out in the back of Marty's truck. CJ unable to get enough of the human he'd craved and pined for ever since he was a pup.

CJ began pressing down on him, pushing Marty onto his back fully as he lapped the human up. Tasting him as he forced his much larger, slightly grooved dog tongue into the human's mouth now; filling it up with the thick girthy red muscle as CJ rubbed one hand all over the human's chest and body, down his side and around his hip to grip and squeeze Marty's ass with.

Never once did CJ ever stop.

Those thirsty husky fingers pulled on Marty's ass cheek, spreading it and making the human jump from the eagerness his friend had.

CJ finally broke apart, only enough so the two of them could catch their breaths in the cool night air. The husky panting over Marty's face the entire time. CJ licked his lips, swallowing audibly in the night air as his hands continued to roam over and feel, touch and soak the feel of the human in once more.

“I never… with anyone else…" Marty said then looking into those icy blues. His eyes were on the verge of tears. Only for his chin to be caught in one of the husky's strong hands, lifting it up so he could get a good look at Marty's face.

“I know." CJ said touching the human's face with his hand. Rubbing his slightly coarse gray paw pads over the human's cheek, wiping the tear away with his thumb. “I know because I never did anything with anyone else, either."

“I couldn't…" Marty admitted, half chuckling half blushing.

“Me either." CJ just smiled back. “There was only ever you."

“CJ…" Marty breathed out as CJ took his hand gently in his own, holding his hand underneath the moon on stars this summer night.

Bringing Marty's hand up, CJ pressed the palm of the human's hand against his naked upper torso letting his best friend feel the shirtless dog. Feel all the work he had done in these past two years. Working out, eating a strict diet and building up his body mass all in order to one day impress Marty when they met up again.

Knowing that they one day would. Never doubting it ever since that day.

“I worked so hard. So that I wouldn't… you wouldn't want to leave me behind again." CJ shushed Marty before the human could interject. “I know. I know you don't see it like that. But I… I waited for you." CJ said as he looked into the human's eyes he had pinned down in the back of the truck. “And I won't let you go again."

“I… Know… because I waited for you." Marty could feel the sting of tears in his eyes but didn't care as their lips met once more.

The kiss was as deep and passionate as it had been before. It was Marty's turn though to rub and feel and touch CJ's body as the husky supported his weight with an arm as he pressed himself into Marty's needy hand.

A single touch.

That's all it took for every single memory of him to come flooding back.

Of the times together in the theater watching movies, staying up late at night to stare gaze on the roof of the tool shed. Those times out in the backyard camping and the numerous days the two walked home from school. Side by side together. Hand in paw as the two kids thought nothing of it.

“I'm glad you're here…" CJ said after they parted.

“We'll be friends forever, right?" Marty had asked then and there in the back of his truck. The one to ask this time as if needing to know… to know CJ felt the same way he did just as the husky had done ten years ago.

The husky just smiled with a soft chuckle and a shake of his head.

“We already are." CJ just pet his human's face once more, wiping away another tear that had spilled out from Marty's eyes. “Forever more, Marty."

Holding Marty's head, he gently brought it towards his chest. Much as he'd done with the human's hand. Bringing that face over to his fluffy chest. Between the furry black vest. Right between the husky's pecs, against his damp fur as he pressed it against him and he against it; the husky giving his entire body and being to this man.

Marty knew what CJ was doing and didn't resist. Just as Marty had done the very first time the two had been together, CJ was guiding the human down lower. Marty could only shudder, shivering in contrast to the husky's hot body and that cool night air.

“That's right." CJ encouraged him as the husky got up on his knees, pulling down his shorts. The husky was going commando and Marty got an eye full of that swollen sheath; the husky's excitement nearly spilling out of the tip already. “Feel me, Marty…"

And Marty did.

Reaching a hand around, the human grasped the husky's firm rear making the canine yip. CJ's tail wagged a mile a minute at that, flagging high and giving Marty's curious fingers a chance to feel every part of the sweaty dog's ass.

“You always did have a nice ass," Marty just said looking into the husky's face with a smile. Teasing the canine by sliding a finger between his cheeks and brushing the tip across the husky's exposed hole.

CJ whimpered at that resting back down on top of the human butt naked now. Marty could feel that steaming hot sheath press against his stomach as the canine eagerly grinded it between the two friends. Marty coaxing out another growling whimper as he teased the husky's rear with a finger.

“You always were such an ass man." Marty chuckled lightly as the husky nuzzled against his face once more.

“And you were always more than happy to give it as much attention as I could desire for." CJ huffed out as he sat back on the human's hand needy for more. “I want to feel you again."

“You're a bit heavier than the last time we did this." Marty blushed at the request, holding CJ's thighs with both hands.

“I know." CJ just grinned toothily. “That's why I want to do this!" His tail wagged. “I've been thinking about it ever since I messaged you."

“Oh, so your real motives for me coming here finally come to light!" Marty said as if to back away and stop. He didn't gain a single inch before CJ placed a strong hind paw on his chest, pushing him back down in one smooth motion with a growl.

“OH, Marty. Marty, Marty." CJ just smirked as he wiggled his toes at the human. “Bro, you have no idea all the things I've been wanting to do with you." CJ pressed his foot down on the human's chest, wiggling his toes against the fabric of his own shirt Marty had on, teasing one of the human's nipples underneath. Pinching it between two toes as he growled down at him.

Marty squirmed at that. “CJ!"

“That's right, say my name." CJ repeated himself getting worked up again, his sheath swaying with his movements. That fat sack hung low between his thighs in the cool summer night air. Half of it was white, the other black fur as the husky wagged his whole butt happily making it sway with the motion.

It slapped against the husky's thigh as the canine just stuck his tongue out.

“I'm top dog." CJ said as if to clarify where Marty was now in their friendship. “I'm going to be on top."

“You know…" Marty chuckled lightly, smiling up at his dorky friend. “You could've just asked."

CJ ears splayed out as he scratched his cheek, still wagging his tail as he chuckled lightly. “Yeah. I know. But like. I earned this…" The husky said showcasing his body with both hands now. “I was hoping you'd enjoy me like this…"

“When did I ever say I didn't?" Marty just smiled back. The husky grinned at that.

“Good. Now show it." And CJ was already turning around.

With a tail hiked high, the husky wiggled his butt in the human's face. The musky heat from the canine's ass was practically visible in the cool night air as the husky lowered his hunches down over the human face, wiggling his hips once more and making his fat hanging sack slap against his other thigh.

“Do all dog nuts hang so low…?" Marty wasn't sure why he was asking or focusing on that right now but seeing as how CJ was here, like this, now seemed like a good time too.

CJ poked his head down between his own legs so he could look at his friend.

“My nuts?" The husky swayed his hips so they slapped against the other side. “They're just really happy to see you." The husky sucked in his gut, pulling the sack up before relaxing once more and letting it flop back down.

Showing off for the human.

“Fuck, bro. When was the last time you nutted?" Marty asked as he reached up a hand to give one of those fat orbs a soft tug; feeling the damp, smooth flesh and fur with his fingers as the heat radiating off them made his palm grow sweaty.

CJ shuddered at the single touch. His whole body stiffening up before relaxing once more as he groaned out as Marty massaged one of his fat sweaty nuts with a hand; the human needing the whole hand for one husky orb.

“I well… knew you were coming this week and so I just kind of…" The flustered husky barked softly at feeling those hands touch his precious family jewels. “I just wanted you to know how much you meant to me… I wanted to save myself for you."

“I saved myself for you too." Marty said to his friend, looking between the husky's leg and past that loose hanging sack to his best friends face.

The husky's tail continued to wag as he sat right on Marty's face.

“Do a good job back there and maybe I'll let you play with them!" CJ panted hotly in the night air, really rubbing his ass against his friend's face as Marty's lips met that musky, tight hole once more.

The smell of him, the heat coming from the husky's rear and the raw sexual taste of that tight hole made Marty brain shutdown, taking a moment to boot back up to realize he was eating his friend's ass out. Marty's tongue pulled on the soft tender flesh of the husky's tight tail hole nearly making CJ fall forward as he whimpered out, still panting in the open night air.

Marty could feel CJ holding his legs for support as the husky pushed back against his face, slowly resting more and more of his weight on the human he had pinned down against the trucks bed. It was hard to smell anything other than the husky's butt as Marty worked on that tight hole as he had done so many times before; usually preparing CJ for Marty to be the top dog that night.

Like most nights. Except for this one.

CJ rocked his hips back and forth on Marty's face, pulling up before sitting back down. Whining and groaning out as he touched himself, rubbing two fingers over his plump fat sheath before dipping his index finger inside to swirl around his musky sheath. Teasing himself as Marty was teasing his hole.

“That's right, bro! Spread my ass. Eat me out. Taste me. Make me your loose puppy dog." CJ panted out as he felt the tingling pleasure course up through his body, making his legs weak and his breath catch in his throat every time Marty hit that one spot.

His probing tongue getting deeper inside, tasting his walls and flesh and body as the husky had to keep himself from howling right there and then. It was only as Marty felt CJ's full weight on his face did he feel it; the husky's cold bumpy black nose nosing down at his own crouch. Sixty nining him this late summer night together on the sleeping bag they had used the first time they had been together.

Sniffing him, nuzzling Marty's junk and panting hotly over it as he pinned the human down underneath his hungry ass. Groping and feeling his legs as the husky worked his skilled fingers over the human's shorts.

“Ah fuck, bro." CJ licked his lips. “You smell even better after a long day." The husky nosed at the human's short's waistband. “Just want a sniff… just a little more…" The husky panted out, drooling over Marty's pubes as the husky snout pushed inside the human's shorts. CJ shuddered at that, his eyes nearly rolling up into the back of his head as he breathed his best friend in after this long day.

Marty wasn't nearly as strong as the husky was but his smell was enough for the canine's sharp nose to drool over, and on. The husky already licking out with closed eyes, licking over Marty's fat head and around it. Lapping the human up and into his muzzle as CJ pulled Marty's shorts down and off; Marty unaware CJ had zipped the shorts down at one point. The husky wrapped his warm, bumpy black lips around the human's cock as he took him in. Slowly, carefully, deliberately on his wide grooved dog tongue. Nosing his way down before pressing his cold nose between Marty's sack and breathing him in inside the human's tight briefs that hugged and formed around the large dog snout pushed inside them.

The husky eased up just enough for his knees to rest on the sides of Marty's face before those fat hanging nuts squelched against his face. The damp fur and soft flesh rubbed over the panting human's face as the husky began popping over head; wagging his butt and tail the whole time as he went down on his best friend.

Marty just breathed CJ in as the eager husky topped him. Resting his weight on him and nearly crushing the human against the truck's bed. CJ trapping the smaller male underneath his large body as he humped forward, rubbing his fat plump sheath and slapping his balls against Marty's face. Eagerly. Wantingly. Hungry and horny for the human he'd pinned this night.

“Oh, Marty." CJ breathed out, pulling his snout from the human's briefs. Using a thumb, CJ pulled them down just enough for Marty's fat dick to spring free. It glistened in the moonlight, covered in the husky's tart thick drool. “You taste even better after all these years."

Marty wanted to say something in turn but the eager husky's fat sheath had been neglected for too long and Marty found the opening pressing against his lips. The salty taste of the husky's pre filled his mouth as the first inch of CJ's doghood spilled out and into the human's mouth. And with it a good shots worth of the husky's built up pre that had been trapped, confined in the hot humid musky sheath as if CJ had been saving it just for Marty to taste.

The taste was like electricity shot through his body. Marty leg kicked out as the canine just humped further into the human's mouth with a pining whine as the husky's whole body and smelled filled Marty's mouth. The human couldn't even remember what it was like not to taste the husky in that moment.

“Oh, your lips." CJ groaned out, snuffling the human's sack and groin. Nosing and bumpy that cold black nose against the human's bare skin as the husky pressed his hips down against the human he had pinned. “That's right, bro. Taste me. Fucking smell me, bro!" CJ growled out as he gripped Marty's legs tightly as he pressed his groin down on the human, clenching his rear and tightening his thighs as he did so.

Marty tried to keep up with the husky's tempo. CJ was far more eager than Marty had expected him to be and the whole truck began to shake from the husky's humping motions. The bed of the truck rocking back and forth as the husky continued to pump his ever spilling cock into the human's mouth and down Marty's throat, making it bulge as CJ deposited another generous squirt of his semi clear, musky pre down the human's throat.

“Fucking hungry, aren't you!" CJ just growled lustfully. “Craving me. Wanting to taste me. Fill your belly with my seed." The husky added a good slap to Marty's side for emphasis on that as he growled out. The husky sitting up just enough to watch the human between his legs choke and struggled on his fat, plump cock. “I'm the big dog now!"

Marty held one of CJ's strong thighs as he managed to catch his breath, breathing in those fat nuts drooling over and resting on his face. With closed eyes, Marty just tasted his best friend hard dick. Licking over the smooth hot flesh and making the husky on top of him growl out once more. Marty could feel it bulge as another squirt of pre escaped the worked up husky's length.

CJ pulled back, drooling down at Marty. Tendrils of drool dripped from the husky's tongue, landing on the human's bare stomach as CJ pulled his shirt up a bit with a finger. Using the same finger, he rubbed the tart saliva into Marty's fuzz and pubes, swirling them around as he rocked his hips into the human once more.

Marty felt the canine's fat knock slip free of his sheath and press against his lips. The human's nosed at the loose sheath as if to check if there was anything else in there, smelling and touching the loose flesh as the husky slapped his balls against his face once more.

“I want to watch you cum. Cum for me, Marty." CJ growled softly as he rocked his hips again, using those saliva coated fingers to tease and play with the human's dick. Stroking him with a finger before gripping it tightly with his whole hand and giving it a good long stroke all the way to the tip.

Pumping Marty's fat meat, CJ began humping his own length into the human's mouth and down his throat. The muffled groan of the human was the only confirmation CJ needed to hear as he continued to tease Marty with his fingers. Using one of those rough gray paw pads to stroke up the human's engorged length and to tease his fat head and glands. Rubbing that paw pad over the human's leaking tip to make him squirm even more than he already was for the husky.

CJ loved the feel of it, of him. The feel of his body squirming underneath his own. He was top dog now. The stronger of the two and this was just the beginning to all the things he wanted to do. The thought spurred him on as the husky went back down on the human, 69'ing with his best friend as he lifted up his hips before slamming down on Marty once more.

That fat hanging sack slapped against the human's face with a noticeably loud wet slap from the husky's sweat and the human's drool over it. Marty's lips kissed that fat knot each time the husky humped into the human underneath him.

The pressure was building up. The heat coming from the husky's groin was making Marty sweat as the canine growling on top of him began getting even more worked up than he already was as if the beginning at just been the appetizer and this was the main course.

Huffing, panting, growling out CJ grip tightened on the human's legs as he waited, needing the taste of his best friend to finish what he'd been holding in for the past several weeks; even if it felt like years. Two long years without his human.

Marty fingers gripped CJ's thigh, clawing at him as the husky opened his muzzle wide already smelling what was coming. The human jerked forward, upwards as his body tense. CJ recognized all the signs of his friend's orgasm as he grinded his fat, musky, sweaty rear over the human's face. Soon enough there it was, Marty's cock twitching, jumping up in the air before finally spraying his thick fat load right onto the husky's waiting tongue that was drooling out to catch every last drop of it.

Rolling it around in his maw, tasting it and smelling it CJ held Marty's thighs down not giving the human a moment of respite as he began to face fuck Marty's face. Pounding his thighs down on the human's as the husky forced and slid his throbbing cock down and into Marty's throat. Time and time again making the human squirm underneath him, holding him down as he tried to resist the pleasure filling CJ's body as it bulged from the husky's intrusion.

“Marty…"The husky panted out, nosing down to sniff at, smell the human sweaty spent sack.

The human could only groan underneath him in reply as the heavy husky held him down.

“Marty…" CJ bit his lip, trying to hold back. Trying to make this night last forever. “Fuck… bro… I can't hold back…" The husky's toes curled as he gritted his teeth and clenched his rear around Marty's face. Giving one last loud heavy pant, swallowing the drool that had collected up and still tasting Marty as he did so… before, finally tilting his head back, the husky slammed his hips down on the human as the canine let out a low, deep howl in pure utter ecstasy.

A howl that had been long overdue for two years.

A howl that rose with the husky's muzzle as CJ cried out in pure joy and pleasure as his fat dangling sack tightened against his body and his cock erupted in pure sticky musky husky glory. Time and time again Marty's throat bulged with CJ's cock as the husky spilled out everything he had been wanting to say to the human. Depositing load after load of his heavy cream, puppy batter. Letting his dick do all the talking as each and every drop held the canine's love for his best friend.

Marty choked and gasped out as CJ pulled out of him finally letting the human catch some much needed, if musky, breaths of air as the husky's legs shook a bit. And soon enough the husky's whole body plopped right down on the startled human, pinning Marty underneath him.

Marty's face was once more buried between the husky's groin and the sleeping bag underneath them. That loose spent sheath rubbing against Marty's cheek, that spent sack resting over his face, the human's nosed pressed between the two as the still dripping, hard canine cock and knot rested on the other side. Still leaking out as the husky groaned above him before sighing out, resting his full sweaty musky weight on the human.

“Oh fuck, that was so intense… I just couldn't hold on any longer." CJ chuckled. Even as Marty patted his side, trying to tell the heavy husky to get off him CJ didn't move. He barely could as it was and a part of him didn't want too. Didn't want to get off his friend.

“You came so much…" Marty just said, conceding to his friend as he lay there, between the husky's legs with that fat wet sloppy husky nuts draped down the side of his face. The heat and smell of CJ had only grown by the end and now it was the only thing Marty could feel or smell.

Was of him, CJ. His best friend that he had almost lost.

“Marty….?" CJ asked a good ten minutes later as if checking on the human, making sure he hadn't drifted off to sleep just yet.

“Yeah, CJ?" The human said just looking up past the husky's butt towards the stars above. Thinking of all the nights the two of them had spent underneath them, trying to count them and making crude patterns and new constellations with them.

“I'm glad you're here…" CJ finally said after another good minute of silence.

“Me too, bud. Me too…" Marty sighed out, patting CJ's side a couple of times before letting his arm flop back down at his side. It looked like the husky wasn't planning on moving and, in that moment, Marty didn't mind.

Marty, after all, didn't have a single plan that didn't include the husky. Not anymore. Never again, without CJ.

“…Marty?" CJ asked once more.

“Yeah, CJ?" Marty smiled though, glad to hear his friends voice again.

“We'll be friends forever, right?" The husky voice softened as if afraid, afraid to hear the answer. Afraid anyone else would hear them. And maybe, afraid, once more, that Marty would leave him.

“Heh, yeah... We'll be friends forever, CJ…" Marty added with a pet to the husky's side.

“You left then though…" The husky whined softly.

“That didn't stop us from being friends." Marty pointed out.

“Right…" The husky wagged his tail at that.

The two laid there into the night as they heard the others beginning to pack up for the night as well, retiring to their tents and some inside the cabin while the two laid out here. Together. Underneath the stars covered in each other's musky love.

“Marty?" The husky spoke up once more making the human chuckle, before groaning out. Pinned underneath the heavy, sweaty musky husky made it hard to talk.

“Yeah, CJ?" Marty just asked still.

“Marty… I love you, Marty…" The husky said in no more than a whisper as he lay there, on top of his best friend without showing any signs of moving.

Marty smiled at that. “I love you, CJ…"

And the two fell asleep together, holding one another. The heavy husky passing out on top of the human. CJ tail gave a single wag at that as the two lost themselves in each other's warm musky bodies and fell asleep holding one another late into the night.

Just two peas in a pod…

Back at camp, near the fire pit, Marshal was sitting on Scout.

“I was just going to make sure they were ok…" The black Labrador insisted for the fifteenth time.

“We both know what you had in mind." Marshal just rolled his eyes, poking the dying fire with a stick to make sure it goes out. He'd pee on it if need be.

“Can you blame a dog?" Scout grinned underneath the shepherd's rear.

“Don't worry, pup. You'll get plenty of Marshal tonight you won't even be able to THINK of another dog." The shepherd garuffed a heavy bark of a laugh as the shepherd finally got off the black Labrador, only to drag him towards their tent by his tail.

…

“Marty?" CJ asked a good thirty minutes later.

“What is it?" Marty groaned out, tired and half crushed underneath the husky by this point.

“I need to pee…" The husky blushed, ears splaying out.

The human could only frown underneath the musky sweaty husky nuts still resting on his face.

The End.(?)