The Airport Run (2)

Story by Wolfie Steel on SoFurry

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#2 of The Airport Run

I know that it has taken a while to update this story and for that I apologise, call it writer's block, but finally we have the second chapter, I hope that you all like it. As always any Faves, Comments and Votes that you wish to give will be greatly appreciated.


The Airport Run (2)

Written by Wolfie Steel.

We climb four flights of stairs and eventually arrive on the landing of the top level of the house, I look around and I see many rooms, all fitted with oak panelled doors, 'Man this guy knows how to live', I begin to walk to one of the spare rooms.

"Boy do you have a nice place here?"

The Dobie just chuckles a little and then I see a look of confusion on his face.

"Erm Brant, why are you heading towards one of the spare rooms?"

I turn to face the god.

"Well Sir, as you rightly said I am absolutely beat and so I need to get my head down"

Dillon smirks at my choice of words.

"Oh but Brant you still can get your head....down, but I was thinking more of down into my crotch"

Oh, gods yes I could so go for that, but why has he offered it when I am so tired but as tired as I am I follow him into his bedroom. Inside the room he has everything, wall mounted 3D HD TV, state of the art computer, high spec stereo system, massive king sized bed, it even has its very own bathroom which I am guessing will get a little bit of use tonight, of course, there is also the ubiquitous gaming systems too.

I hear the sound of a zipper being lowered and my head quickly seeks out the sound, of course my mind already knows what is going on but my eyes bulge as they finally lock onto the most beautiful cock that they have ever seen, my maw instantly begins to water at the thought of sucking that gorgeous slab of meat dry.

Dillon quickly shrugs off his trousers and boxers; these are closely followed by his shirt, suddenly my eyes now take in the whole package, it is as if I have my very own version of one of the gods from Olympus, I stand there getting harder with each moment, I scan the front of his body, the beautifully pricked Doberman ears, the most gorgeous face, the chest of a semi serious body builder, that oh so sweet looking cock, the highly toned Doberman legs.

Dillon can see that I am checking every inch of him out, he winks a little and then he blows my mind as he turns around and bends over the edge of his bed, 'Oh fuck there it is, the perfectly sculpted ass and that oh so beautiful full tail', I whimper a little as I know that pretty soon my boner will be ripping through its confines if I don't remove them.

I quickly dump my own clothing; Dillon looks over his left shoulder and licks his muzzle.

"Damn Brant you look so fine, I've always wanted to make it with a sexy assed Rottie, looks like I'm going to finally get my wish, now why don't you be a good boy and use that hot mouth of yours to good effect"

I was not going to need to be asked twice, I kneel down behind the sexy Dobie, I gently lift his tail, I feel it trembling slightly either with nerves or anticipation, with his tail lifted I slowly dip my nose between those heavenly butt cheeks and I take in his scent, there is quite a lot of musk there as well as a bit of sweat, but then again sitting on a plane for god knows how many hours will have that affect.

Now I am not normally a guy who enjoys taking in scents, but with this guy, I wanted to get everything that I could get. After a few good sniffs, my tongue comes into play and I get my very first taste of this sweet Doberman, I hear a gentle hiss as I push my tongue into Dillon's rose bud, I murmur groans of lust and appreciation as I work my tongue inside the sexy butt of my companion.

I bring my right hand paw between Dillon's legs and get a hold of his very full balls, I can feel them churning a little and I know that he is pretty close to blowing his load, I quickly make up my mind and remove my tongue from Dillon's butt, I take hold of Dillon's waist and roll him onto his back, I then use my hand paws to spread his legs.

There in front of me is Dillon's sweet cock, and it is starting to throb, I don't want to miss any of the juices that he will produce and so I quickly swallow Dillon's cock and begin to suck, I know that Dillon is now pretty close but he just needs that extra push and so again my right hand paw comes into its own, I slip it between Dillon's legs and then I push a finger deep into his butt.

That is all that it takes as Dillon throws his head back and howls like a Wolf, his cock twitches quickly and he fires his load into my sucking muzzle. There is no way that any of the Doberman essences are going to be wasted as it all gets sucked down into my throat and stomach.

The taste and the feeling of Dillon's seed going down my throat is all it takes for me to feel my own climax as it builds to the point of no return, I release Dillon's softening cock and then I climb onto the bed and straddle the Doberman's muzzle, Dillon needs no instructions as he swiftly takes my raging boner including the knot deep into his muzzle.

Dillon doesn't even need to suck me to get me going as I fill his maw with my Rottweiler seed. I kneel there for a few moments as I pant heavily while my balls are completely emptied.

After a few minutes, my knot deflates and my cock slowly shrinks back into its sheath, I then lie on my back while Dillon lies beside me.

"Holy fuck Brant you really know how to please, in both your driving and you're fucking and I want more of it. Now I don't know if you are sucking any other cocks, I'm hoping that you are not; if you are not then I would like to throw my hat into the ring as the guy who gets you all to himself"

I blush really hard and I'm sure that it can be seen on the inside of my ears.

"Well Dillon, yes I will admit that there was another guy in my life, but that was like quite a while back, so yours will be the only hat in that ring, and I am not one that takes a lover and then continues to play the field, I'm extremely loyal and loving"

Dillon just stares into my eyes before he speaks again.

"Oh don't worry hon, in my line of work I have been shat on, spat at and on, punched in the face and sworn at, so I have pretty much been taught on what to look out for, in short, what I am saying is this, I am a big boy now, I can take care of myself and make my own decisions and I can also tell when I am being taken for a ride, now sure I thought when we first met that you were trying to fleece me, but you have proven otherwise and I can see nothing but love and honesty in you"

My blush deepens as I hear the compliments that Dillon is giving me, I also know that Dillon is not leading me on, because let's face it, with his looks and personality he could have anyone he wanted both male and female.

With us now effectively laying all of our cards on the table and being even more tired owing to....certain activities, we both drift off into a deep sleep.

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I am woken up by the wonderful smell of bacon and eggs being cooked, I slowly climb from the comfort of the bed and I begin my journey down the stairs and towards the kitchen, yes I know that I am still naked, but as I see it there is just me and Dillon here and so there is no one to stop me from going au natural.

"Mmm smells good sir, I wish I could wake up like this everyday"

Dillon quickly spins to face me and lets out a quiet grumble.

"Damn, I wanted to do this properly, I wanted to bring you breakfast in bed"

I chuckle mildly.

"That would not have been possible sir, as technically we were on TOP of the bed"

For my trouble, I get a dish cloth thrown at me. Dillon finally lays two fully loaded plates down onto the table; we both take our seats and tuck in, after a few bites Dillon clears his throat.

"Okay Brant, I want to put an idea on the table for you to...digest"

My ears perk up and I look up from my plate as he continues.

"I know that you and I have only just met but I have very strong feelings for you, also forgive me for saying this but running your airport pick-up service from an old, damp and rickety caravan would hardly inspire folks to use you, and so to the idea, I have plenty of space here at the house, hell there is a complete wing that never gets any use, and so why don't you take everything from your caravan and move it here, and then you can have a ritual caravan burning. The wing is an annex so it is separate from the house and would have a lot of advantages, I want to try and make a relationship with you sweets I would be lying if I said otherwise, you can use the separate wing as both your new place and new business premises too, which means that if you and I do become life partners then you can either stay in the annex or you can move into the main house, either way, you won't have to travel a great distance to the office"

I sit there and give Dillon's offer some consideration, I way up the pros and cons, but to be brutally honest, no matter how hard I try I cannot find any cons, as Dillon has said in a roundabout way, if we do become lovers and I want to move in with him, I won't have far to move, if things don't work out I can still keep the annex and so it is as far as I'm concerned a win win situation.

"Well Sir, I have to admit it would make complete sense for me to move here, and yes I too would be lying if I said that I didn't have really strong feelings for you, and so once your meeting is done I will make the move into the annex"

A beaming smile breaks out on Dillon's muzzle.

"That's great Brant but just one thing, please knock it on the head with calling me Sir, I haven't yet been knighted by the Queen and I doubt that will happen any time soon, so please just call me Dillon"

I blush to a fairly bright red but I nod gently anyway.