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This story was written for Reivan267 as Day #15 of Kinktober 2021! Today's theme was Pet Play, and the story contains M/M sex between consenting adults. :3

Robin's Good Dog

As soon as they arrived home together, Robin couldn't help but smile as he watched Blue's scales shifting in colour. While they slipped off their coats and with the jackalope closing and locking the front door behind them, Robin watched while from a more rich, deep shade of rich azure the chameleon's body began to grow increasingly pale, taking on a hue of much lighter, pastel sky blue. Neither of them had to say a word, their plans already long since made for the weekend ahead, and sure enough soon they were stepping into the kitchen where before heading off to work at the coffee shop that morning Robin had laid out everything in readiness for this moment.

A soft moan escaped Blue's scaled lips as the chameleon's large, darting eyes took in the two bowls resting side by side on a large rubber mat near the fridge before shifting to the kitchen table, where a collar and leash were resting upon its wooden surface. He turned his head towards Robin, shifting from foot to foot in anticipation, and spoke in a breathless murmur.

"T-thanks for this. After the week I've had, I..."

"Blue?"

The chameleon's voice trailed off abruptly as Robin spoke his name, his voice warm and rich with amusement, but also with a note of authority to it.

"You don't need to explain. I know. And... honestly, you shouldn't try to explain. Do you know why?"

Blue opened his mouth to answer, then realised the trick question and closed it again, cheeks turning faintly lavender hued as a red blush mingled with his light blue scales.

"That's right."

Robin giggled playfully, nodding down at the collar and leash on the table.

"Because dogs, especially good dogs like you, Blue, don't talk."

The jackalope's smile widened as his friend's cheeks burned hotter, and he shamelessly continued to tease Blue as the reptilian male trembled in anticipation.

"In fact, they don't normally stand up on two legs either. Or... y'know, wear clothes, if we're being really pedantic about it. Wanna fix that?"

With a breathy moan that wasn't exactly a dog-like sound, but which delighted Robin so much that he genuinely didn't mind, Blue nodded his head and immediately began to take off his clothes. Another moan escaped him as Robin helped, starting to unfasten the buttons of the chameleon's shirt while Blue hurriedly unfastened his belt and pulled his pants down, kicking them aside before following suit with his underwear. He soon stood naked in front of Robin, and with his cock already starting to swell as the jackalope simply raised a suggestive eyebrow at him, Blue took one last, excitable look at the collar waiting for him close by, and dropped down to all fours with a playful, purposefully dog-like yip.

Soon Robin was on his knees too, but still clothed for the time being and speaking in a gentle, soothing voice as he stroked the smooth top of Blue's scaled head.

"Good boy. Good doggy. Don't you worry about a thing. Just leave it to Robin to look after everything for you, like a responsible dog owner should. You just rest, play, and do whatever it is that good dogs do."

Leaning forward, Robin planted a soft kiss on Blue's forehead, giggling as the chameleon whined happily and began to wag his long, curling blue tail from side to side. The wagging grew even more pronounced a few seconds later when Robin rose to his feet for a moment, just long enough to pluck the simple red fabric collar with its gold tag off the table and hover it in front of Blue's face.

"You do wanna be my doggy for the weekend, right? Coz, all good doggies who have an owner should have their very own collar, shouldn't they?"

The collar's tag glinted in the late afternoon light shining in through the kitchen window, and another playful yelp followed by a more genuine, involuntary moan of longing escaped Blue as he saw his name stamped into the metal. He stretched his neck out, head tilted back to expose his throat and provide the perfect target on which the collar could be placed. With a warm chuckle, Robin stroked the side of the chameleon's flushed, helplessly beaming face, and with one last whisper to his brand new pet began to fasten Blue's collar in place.

"Good boy. Who's my good boy?"

Blue moaned and faux-barked an enthusiastic answer, and as soon as Robin had clipped the collar into place, he squealed with mirth as he was promptly bowled over onto his back as Blue tackled him to the ground. The jackalope kicked and flailed, laughing wildly as Blue's long and wet tongue darted out and licked at his furred face. When Robin retaliated by wrapping his legs around Blue's waist and rolling the 'dog' over underneath him though, starting to tickle at Blue's pale scales and giggling gleefully as the chameleon thrashed and howled in peals of canine-like utterances between his own uncontrollable snorts of laughter, any lingering doubts or embarrassment about what they were sharing together immediately fled both men's minds. They knew for certain now that they both wanted this, and as the dog and his owner continued to wrestle around on the kitchen floor, grinding their respectively nude and clothed but mutually aroused bodies against one another, they couldn't wait to get their weekend full of fun and games together underway.

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The following few hours were a delight, any stress that Blue had carried over with him from the past week of work melting away as he and Robin wrestled and chasing one another round the apartment. The chameleon blushed, but gamely chased a ball up and down the corridor as Robin threw it for him while cooking dinner, and they both enjoyed the following meal with Robin sitting at the table, playfully commenting on how cute his lover's wiggling ass looked as Blue knelt down and ate from his own bowl, cock still rigid and dangling down from between his legs. Once they were both done eating, Blue whining and blushing scarlet beneath his scales while Robin tutted and playfully wiped off the mess that the 'dog's' hands-free eating had produced, the pair retired to the living room for a chilled out evening together. Blue lay across the couch with his head in Robin's lap, sighing in contentment, squirming and giggling happily as the jackalope scratched him under the chin, stroked the top of his head, and pretended not to notice how Blue was gently nuzzling at his tented crotch. Similarly Blue himself acted like nothing was amiss as Robin reached down his body and rubbed his bare belly, even rolling over to more completely expose himself, rigid cock twitching and dribbling a little pre-cum onto his belly as several times the jackalope's hand came within mere inches of the straining length.

The two men gently teased one another all evening, but found themselves enjoying the act, the game of their playful pet-play too much to take things any further so soon after they'd started. What that meant however was that by the time it wasn't too soon any more, as evening turned to night and the latest show they'd been watching together came to its end, both Robin and Blue were extremely worked up. Hours of excitement, hours of suggestive yet supposedly innocent role-playing with both men rock hard and Blue's rigid cock bouncing before the jackalope's eyes finally came to a head, and the spell that had kept them from crossing that intimate line in the sand was broken by a soft whisper from Robin to his handsome, sexy pet.

"Naughty dog. Look at you... red rocket sticking out like you've smelled something in heat."

Of course, Blue's erection wasn't remotely canine in shape or hue, but it stood out vividly against his pale blue scales nonetheless. The chameleon whined bashfully, trying not to sound too delighted by Robin finally addressing his drooling cock, and yipped nervously as the jackalope sighed and pulled himself out from beside Blue, rising to his feet with his own tented crotch leading the way as he headed back towards the kitchen. By the time Blue had scrambled off the couch and started to crawl after Robin on all fours, the jackalope was already on his way back into the room, leash in hand.

"Looks like you can't be trusted off leash. You need your owner to control you, so you aren't even more of a bad dog."

Blue trembled and whimpered, but sat back on his haunches and obediently presented his collar so that Robin could clip the lead onto it. The chameleon followed Robin as his friend began to lead him back through the living room and out the door on its far side, leading him all the way to the jackalope's bedroom. A breathy groan of lust escaped Blue as Robin closed the door after tugging Blue inside by his leash, then promptly led his pet over to the side of the bed.

With the leash looped around one of his wrists, removing it only briefly when necessary, Robin started to remove his clothes. He tossed them onto the ground nearby Blue, and giggled as Blue played up his role by leaning down, head low and ass up, sniffing playfully at the pile of attire presumably laden with the jackalope's scent. Even with the extra time taken to let them play out their roles as pet and owner, Robin was naked before long, his own rigid cock now on full display and his face flushed as brightly as Blue's own while the chameleon sat upright on his haunches again, tail wagging, cock twitching and eyes fixed on the jackalope's arousal.

"Bad dog..."

Robin chided, trying not to giggle as Blue whined and whimpered in a clear gesture of canine-like begging.

"Very bad dog... making your owner think all sorts of dirty thoughts. If you'd just been a good, sweet, innocent pup, I'd have cared for you so sweetly and tenderly all weekend long. But, now? Mnh... I can't deal with that cock of yours dangling out all weekend. We're gonna have to do something about it, aren't we?"

It took all Blue's willpower not to nod as he whimpered once again, but he was rewarded by being able to yip and pant in giddy, genuine excitement as Robin giggled, patted the bed, and gave permission for the chameleon to scramble up onto it as he did the same. Tugging the blue scaled pet to the centre of the bed by his leash, Robin stretched over to the bedside cabinet, and heard a breathless, very much not-doggy-like groan of lust escape Blue as he pulled his hand back clutching a small bottle of lube.

"You're the dog, I'm the owner. And if you're gonna be bad, if you're gonna be naughty... I need to remind you who's in charge. Who's dominant in this household."

With the strap of the leash around his wrist once more, Robin squirted a little lube onto his palm and began to massage it into his cock, the jackalope's antlered head tilting back as he gasped in pleasure at the first direct stimulation he had allowed himself, Blue's nose notwithstanding, all day. Before that touch he had been planning on drawing things out a little longer, teasing and working up Blue even more than was already the case. Once he'd felt the first twinges of pleasure surge through himself though, and once he took another look at Blue's body kneeling there before him, still fully in character despite knowing how close they were to surrendering all their inhibitions, Robin began to shuffle across the bed and tug on the leash until he found himself approaching Blue's quaking rump and wildly wagging tail from behind.

"You're gonna be a good doggy for me, aren't you, Blue?"

He murmured as he held the leash tight, bundling up more and more of its strap into one of his hands so that the chameleon couldn't pull away from him... not that Blue showed the slightest sign of wanting to be anywhere else in that instant.

"You're gonna be a sweet, good, submissive pet..."

The jackalope moaned as he rose up on his knees and let his upper body fall forward, mounting the chameleon doggy-style and causing a strangled cry to escape Blue before the leashed, submissive and desperately needy reptile could turn it into a more canine whine of pure longing. Robin's cock throbbed as it probed at the chameleon's rump, and a violent shudder ran through Blue's body as the jackalope's hand not clutching tight at his leash reached underneath the desperately horny pet, and wrapped itself round his throbbing, dribbling cock. Robin kissed the back of Blue's neck, rocked his hips forward, and whispered once more to the 'dog' as with a breathless whimper from both of them his shaft began to sink into Blue's eagerly welcoming ass.

"...and not tell anyone just how naughty you've convinced your owner to be together with you, all night long."

By Jeeves

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