Catnundrum. Chapter Five.
#5 of Catnundrum
Catnundrum
Chapter Five
By Roofles
"Did you like see that!" Samuel said as the show came to a end.
The Siamese cat looked over at the canine that perked up as he was finally recognized after the hour long show finally came to an end. A frown formed once more over Rob's face as those blue eyes darted back to TV and away from the canine that was itching at this point for attention.
"Holy balls, man. I can't believe she was like. Oh my balls!" The cat just said, his face broken in a large smile as his ears stood up and large blue eyes looked at the dog as he joyously laughed with a shake of his head. "I did not see that coming."
"Balls indeed." Rob replied rolling his eyes. He didn't see the fixation with the show. It was just a bunch of crazy cats in suits doing crazy things while wearing suits. Whoring out, stabbing each other in the back, doing drugs, killing people and over all just being in suits. The dog saw no appeal with it and was bored the entire hour. Getting only some respite during the commercials where in which Samuel would gladly talk to him, even if it was about the show. Rob did enjoy the cat's entertainment on the matter.
A smile pulling on the black lips of the canine before they'd end up dipping once more as Samuel would return his attention back to the TV. Rob was wondering when he'd begun craving the feline's attention. It had only been a couple of days since Samuel had been here and yet Rob found himself yearning for the cat's attention.
Wanting to talk with him, to see those blue eyes looking his way; Rob wanted it all and more and his tail thumped against the sofa the two were sharing by the end of the show. Rob watching Samuel far more than what was on the television.
"Gah!" Samuel threw his arms up before collapsing backwards. "I have to wait a whole week before the next episode comes out!" He kicked his legs out and just lay out as if dead, half melting against the sofa and off it making the German Shepherd wonder if the cat even had a spine.
Rob reached over to scratch his belly making the cat sit up quickly.
"Whoa there," Samuel said moving back a bit. "The hell?"
"Right, right." Rob rolled his eyes once more. "No belly rubs." The canines clenched his hand tightly wanting to keep petting the smaller male. To touch him, rub him, feel him against his finger paw pads.
"I don't know how you like being touched like that! It's so...uncomfortable." Samuel frowned at him trying to make heads or tails on the matter. "I mean belly rubs? Who could possibly like that?" The cat went on being far more vocal today than he'd ever been with the canine previously.
Rob didn't point out how the cat melted in his fingers when his head was scratched earlier. At least Rob knew what to do to make the cat become putty in his hands in the future. Rob was too distracted about thinking of all the ways to use this to notice the cat staring. His ears quickly folded back when he did and his eyes widen slightly.
"Your so purrrty." Samuel mimicked what Rob had said earlier, far better as his voice rumbled with a purr as he spoke. Samuel cracked a smile and laughed looking away. "Hell, I never thought I'd be here."
"On my bed?" Rob said teasingly as he scooted over a bit.
"In your apartment." Samuel chuckled.
"Fantasize about me often?" Rob continued to press, tail wagging. He wouldn't mind if Samuel pawed to him at night, he'd take it as a compliment. Canines were far more open about such things than many of the other species.
"Being with a dog." Samuel said somewhat bluntly bursting the hopes and dreams of the canine who fell disheartened by his words. "I mean if it was anyone else," Rob perked up slightly at that. Samuel just shook his head and laughed, blushing a bit. "So thank you, Rob for that. For being that someone..."
"Hey, what are friends for?" Rob tail wagged and he smiled broadly, his black lips curling up into a smile as he beamed, glowing at the smaller male next to him. "I'm glad you could be here."
"With a dog?" Samuel asked with a chuckle looking at him, the cat teasing the canine even now with these word games.
"On my bed." Rob replied smoothly, returning the friendly banter some more and got a playful swipe from the cat in return.
"Well it's not as sticky as I thought it'd be." Samuel said almost disappointed as he felt at the bare sheetless mattress around them. Rob folded his ears back trying not to think about the dirty sheets in his room. The cat laughed seeing the dogs face. "I'm teasing, teasing." Samuel said pawing at him some more. Rob just moved a bit closer making the cat withdraw his hand.
The large German Shepherd was sitting next to the half foot shorter cat who was busy preoccupying himself with an interesting spot of light in the corner. Looking at anything other than the larger male canine that had scooted closer to him. The curtains were closed but still some light slipped through. The cat was transfixed on the spot to notice the muzzle until it bumped into the side of his face, in the crook where his muzzle met his neck and just under his ear.
Rob closed his eyes sniffing at the cat, bumping into his cheek once more. His lips spread apart and a pink tongue lolled out to lick underneath the cat's muzzle. Samuel didn't withdraw, shiver or react so Rob continued enjoying himself in the moment. Kissing at his cheek and dragging a hand up his somewhat boney back. Samuel's lean body straightened at the dog's touch and he moved his head to the side a bit more opening up the spot for the dog to kiss and lick.
Samuel's eyes closed tightly, Rob could tell the cat was holding his breath as the canine made his move. He was nervous and anxious, his tail was sticking out straight and Samuel was keeping his hands at his side in order not to claw the canine nosing the sweet spot of his neck. It made Rob chuckle, hot breath washing over the feline's exposed neck now.
Behind it all, Rob could tell Samuel was interested. The feline might say otherwise, he might act aloof or distant but it was clear Samuel wanted this or expected this to happen. Rob just kept his ears up and ready to stop if the feline said something. Samuel never did.
So Rob continued.
Teeth were bared and with it Rob nipped lightly at the cat's neck, tasting that fur in his muzzle and pulling at the somewhat loose skin underneath. He nipped once more, kissing at his lower jaw and gruffly exhaling out a deep grumbling breath of satisfaction. Rob's other hand drifted up from the cat's thigh to paw at his chest aimlessly. At the V shape of the dark brown markings of the natural mask the cat wore.
The scent was light, faint and submissive. Rob devoured that smell, that soft, sweet musky male odor of the cat next to him. The dog resisted the impulse of literally just rolling all over him so that his own musk was all on the smaller male. Rob was sure the cat wouldn't mind if he did however.
"Hey bud let me just strip you down and roll over you until you smell like dog." Yeah, that'd go over well. Rob just smirked at the idea, wanting to say it, wanting to ask it... wanting to order the feline around.
Samuel moved down as if hearing those words, lying on his side submissively before the larger canine rubbing and petting at him. Rob gladly joined him, nuzzling up behind him and fitting in every crook and bend of the cat's body as if he were Samuel's missing puzzle piece. Even his hefty bulge fit perfectly just under the cat's rump, pressing against him and for all sake and purposes dry humping him. The dog's knees fit just behind Samuels and his paws rested underneath the cat, as if Samuel were wearing an odd pair of dog sandals. Rob pressed his chest firmly behind the cat easily able to rest his muzzle on top of the felines head, between his ears, if he so chose too.
Rob had no desire to stop what he started as if worried, if he did, the two of them would wake from this dream.
The canine's thin black lips sealed tightly shut, pressing lightly along the cat's neck and shoulder as Rob slowly began covering him in sweet pecking kisses. Using one arm as a pillow for the cat's head and the other to drape over him like a blanket, Rob held him securely against his body as he continued to feel, rub and kiss the smaller male in his arms. Trying to ignore his awkward forming boner, Rob continued to kiss down the cat's neck back to his shoulder. Those lips parted lightly and with a light dab began letting the flat spongy end of his tongue touch the cat's fur, to press down against his flesh and pull back just as quickly as if to lick each hickey the dog had given him.
Samuel's eyes closed as he rolled his head over exposing his neck fully to that tongue. He just enjoyed the warm feel of the dog's body, trying to ignore the plump bulge pressing against his rump right under his tail, and just savor this sentimental moment. To think he, a cat, was here with him, a dog. Just two friends cuddling like this out in the open (of Rob's living room). It was...
Nice. If different, it was still nice.
Samuel felt safe like this. Warm and slightly aroused. It was pleasant and the strong muscular body behind him was unyielding, firm and snug. Fitting so perfectly behind him, forming to his body as he was held so securely in that strong sheltering embrace. Even as that large muzzle dipped down to slide underneath his own and nose up at him a bit as if the dog were trying to get his attention. And all Rob was after was to try and get as close as possible to his smaller friend, to share with him his warmth and comfort and the feeling of utter bliss that washed over him like a gentle breeze that stirred a fondness within the dog. A devotion that grew and formed between the two of them as they shared this day together. From this moment on the dog would never be able to look at his friend, this cat, as nothing less than a true genuine companion. Something only a dog could fully understand or comprehend; a pack mate.
"Here," Samuel finally spoke up unsure how long he had been lying there like that. He might've drifted off for hours of sleep for all he knew, finally stirring and waking up from the bliss that had washed over him. It was like finding his favorite sun spot and just curling up on a musky warm bed of fur that was Rob's body. "Let me just..." He trailed off as he pulled away, if only slightly.
The dog instinctively tightened his grip at the feline's withdrawal, not wanting to let him go. Rob had to consciously let go, willing himself to let the cat go as he lifted his arm up a bit and pulling his head back to watch what the cat had in mind.
Samuel turned around suddenly. For a moment he looked into that face. Perked pointed ears, large muzzle and head, huge muddy pools of brown eyes underneath mahogany colored eyebrows. Whiskers twitched at that cat's slit pupil gaze staring at him as if those eyes were piercing into his very soul. The dog folded his ears back as a hand slowly, timidly raised up to touch the side of his muzzle. It was Rob who nearly withdrew from the gentle, caressing touch as those smooth, paw padded finger tips touched him. Samuel could feel those whiskers against his fingers, and with padded fingers brush against the dog's almost waxy fur muzzle. Petting him as he looked deep into those muddy pools of Rob's eyes as if, only now, seeing him for the first time. Samuel continued down over the canine's cheek to fall onto his broad, strong shoulder.
Samuel broke his gaze and moved closer, nuzzling down into the crook of Rob's neck. Right underneath his muzzle and to rest his chin on the dog's shoulder, next to his hand that wouldn't move as if it had gone numb at feeling the strong shoulder of the canine. The cat moved closer, hesitant unsure what he really had in mind to do here as he closed the little space there was between the two. A hand touched his back and Rob gave him an encouraging hug, pulling him the rest of the way. Samuel felt meek in comparison to the dog who easily manhandled him; helping Samuel the rest of the way. Meeting him halfway as the two found each other in the other's arms again.
Samuel wasn't thin, just lean like most cats naturally were. And in contrast the dog was broad and heavy like most German Shepherds were. Large chest, broad shoulders, strong arms and powerful legs left the cat in contrast as a small twig. That was just how they were.
A dog and a cat, side by side.
The sound of that powerful heartbeat thumped loudly against Samuel's chest silencing that worrying voice inside. Samuel just closed his eyes letting his doubts go as the heavy sound of the dog's breathing, added with the soft rising and falling chest, the sound of that beating heart and the tinged of musk seeping from the dog's chest were all soothing, relaxing and all around comforting aspects that the cat never knew he was missing. Until now.
That warm body, that strong grip, the sound of his heart and the feel of his touch rubbing his back; how those legs fought with his own before ending up entangled together or just how the dog was the one to pull back as Samuel pressed his groin against his... All these things was worth the trouble of being here, trapped in this apartment with a guy he only recently begun to truly know.
There was an excitement behind it. Being here, trapped almost with a canine. And with how the dog was the one to shake slightly, nervously so before pushing back happily against him and feeling, hearing that vibrating murr from the man he was held by... Samuel knew, this had been the right choice to make. That this was what was missing from his life. Something he hadn't known was missing until he found it. In him. In Rob, this dog.
Samuel licked at that vast chest before him, grooming Rob's fur lightly with his tongue. And in turn the dog held him with both arms, enclosing him in his embrace, nuzzling down at him and planting a fat wet kiss right over the side of Samuel's face making the cat "mrow" in annoyance.
"Urgh, dog breath." Samuel grumbled folding his ears back trying to lighten the mood, to ease this tension that was still forming inside. In a way it was almost funny; if this moment was with any other dog, it would be Samuel's worse nightmare. And yet, here and now, with Rob... it was nothing but utter bliss.
"You'll come to love it." Rob grumbled back in reply, his deep husky voice rumbling in his chest before rolling out of his muzzle. Samuel blushed at feeling those words from the spot his muzzle was pressing against. He licked at that spot once more. Getting another rumbling murr in reply as if the dog was trying to say thank you for that.
"There are many things I like. That is not one of them." Samuel replied pawing at his chest a bit. Stupid muscular dog, he thought spitefully. It made him just want to nuzzle against that thick furry chest and lose himself in the feel of him once more.
"Oh? Such as?" Rob teased rubbing a hand down his back roughly, getting worked up, and was rewarded with the cat pushing into him for his efforts, tail lifting up and out as Samuel was the one to murr in reply to that. Rob mentally put that down as another one of those 'sweet spots' to pet from now on.
"I like tuna." Samuel admitted, feeling a bit embarrassed as he said so.
"That's so very... cat, of you." Rob chuckled as he stroked a hand down from Samuel's shoulder blades along his back and out his tail. Once more, the feline pressed against him with a low purr escaping his body. "I meant about me, silly." The German Shepherd nipped at one of Samuel's ears. "What do you like about me..."
"Well... I enjoy your large hands, for one." Samuel flushed a bit as he got another large pet in return by them.
"And my large paws, right?" Rob chuckled. Samuel folded his ears back as the chest against him shook in that deep laughter.
"Bigger is better right?" Samuel chuckled. He was moved back a bit as Rob looked down at him, meeting those icy blue eyes with his muddy pools.
"Then have I got something to show you!" Rob grinned widely, saying it with such great enthusiasm that Samuel flushed even more. Rob promptly opened his muzzle and rolled his rather large tongue out making Samuel groan, rolling his eyes. Then groan again in protest as the whole side of his face and muzzle and neck was slurped up by that tongue.
"Gah, more dog breath!" Samuel waved a hand in his face as if to blow the smell away. He smiled as the dog chuckled along with him.
Rob grinned a bit wickedly and closed his lips, blowing through them as if trying to whistle. Blowing a smooth breath against Samuel's face. The cat's ears splayed out and his eyes closed. He mrowed softly as Rob blew again, moving closer a bit.
"Shtop," Samuel mrowed wanting to pull back but was held firmly by both of Rob's hands. Rob blew once more, moving closer afterwards. Only when Samuel opened his eyes did he see how close the dog had come.
Gasping a bit, Samuel's lips opened and in turn the dog blew some more before pressing his lips against the cats and filling his muzzle with his breath. Sealing his warm, tender lips around the cat's soft, velvety smooth luscious ones. Rob pressed roughly against him forcing both his breath and tongue into his maw so that Samuel had to taste him. Had to breathe in his breath and in turn Samuel's defenses collapsed, breaking down and Rob was able to give everything to the cat as he rolled slightly onto him, pressing him down against the spring mattress and share with him his dog breath he would make Samuel come to love.
What was a tender, sweet almost innocent moment had turned into a raunchy display of physical expression as the cat opened his muzzle and the dog turned his head and their muzzles sealed together as one. Tongues dancing, and swirling in one maw into the other and all in between saliva was exchanged, breaths were shared and teeth, fangs brushed against one another as they smacked lips as if the two were trying to nip at each other by the end. Yet met in the middle to seal their lips once more passionately, unbridled fervor of lust as the dog was able to share with him everything that had built up these past couple days. Letting it pour out into that willing, open muzzle and to seal it shut with his own so Samuel had to except it. Swallow and devour his affection.
Rob moved over more, pressing Samuel onto his back and lying above him on his knees and arms over the feline, using a hand to hold that muzzle in place as he panted hotly into the maw that was still sealed around his own. Rob was drooling and in turn Samuel could taste it as the large grooved dog tongue in his muzzle funneled it directly into the cat's maw who had to drank it.
Licking and tasting that muzzle once more Rob grunted, pulled back and closed his eyes, dipping his muzzle down as he clenched his jaw shut and savored, soaked in this moment and feeling and let it fill his entire being with that excitement. Clenching at the mattress with his fingers and splaying his toes, tail wagging quickly Rob opened his eyes to look down at the cat with a low, lustful growl.
Samuel had his arms up and over his head, lying back and panting open maw the tip of his tongue curling slightly to match Rob's (even if that rough scratchy tongue didn't leave his own short muzzle as the dog's did). Samuel's eyes were closed and his fur was matted in places, sticking out in other and overall looked in utter bliss from their messy, rough foreplay. His very face seemed to drip one single word that made the dog practically swallow his own tongue. Sex.
They hadn't even done it yet and it looked as if Samuel was over the moon with joy.
It was soft but Samuel was dripping of that raw animal masculinity that was beginning to fill the very air around them as their hot, sweaty bodies panted in the open air. Rob's own musk was strong and seemed to fog around them as it continued to build up with his arousal. It was beginning to wane slightly as they had stopped, taking a moment to recollect their thoughts after what had just transpired between the two worked up bros.
But Rob didn't want that. To stop this. To let the cat be able to think that he might not want this. If Samuel said something that'd be fine. If he stopped him, Rob could resist the urge to pursue this further... But even if that was to be the case the German Shepherd was going to make this moment last as long as he possibly could.
Don't let him have the chance to collect his thoughts, don't let him think he should stop, don't let him want to say no... Rob thought as he leaned forward once more.
Stuffing his very snout into the crook of the cat's arm, Rob groaned loudly sniffing and snorting at that strong male scent of the feline - glad he hadn't offered him his deodorant now. It was thick, strong and that sweaty pit was able to refuel is dying flame, stirring his sheath once more back to life with the fresh "breath" from the other male. Claws dug at the mattress once more as a deep low, rumbling groan shook in Rob's chest as his strong sniffer inhaled Samuel's musky body.
"Fuck." Rob panted. He was loving this. Being here with him was so exhilarating. So intoxicating and engrossing. He could lose himself in this, and gladly so. "Samuel." He huffed the word, nearly grunting it. "I have to take my briefs off." He said in almost a whine, the constraining object nearly strangling his head at this point as the canine's sheath filled up to the point of spilling out; the tent barely constrained within the tight fabric.
"O-ok." Samuel nodded as the dog pulled back to look down at him. The cat was the nervous one now, shaking in anticipation and in a daunting fear. But this was Robbie. Rob! One of his best friends... Samuel took a moment on that, when the hell did THAT happen? He folded his ears back, splaying them to the side, unable to keep them from moving as he watched the dog lace a thumb into his black briefs and with a grunt pulled them down.
Rob groaned out as his fat sheath slumped forward from the weight contained within; the red poker poking its head from the black lipped opening into the cool apartment air. The heat from it alone might as well fog up the air before it.
The first thing to hit Samuel was that musk. Such a strong contained smell that poured free. If Samuel ever thought of his own stench as manly it was nothing in comparison to the dog. The second thing to hit him was that 'liquid' musk of the dog's pre that was already dripping from his half exposed tip. The sight of it alone made the Siamese cat's face turn a dark maroon underneath his brown mask as Samuel covered it with both hands, peeking between his fingers unable to look away.
The canine was on his knees, in Samuel's lap, looking down at the feline who was too engrossed on Rob's body to notice the grin spreading over the canine's face. The tip dripped, the pre falling down onto Samuel's stomach and as that deep, pulsing red tint of the dog's shaft jumped in his enthralled lust, it squirted up onto the feline's chest and a single drop landed on his whiskers making Samuel's eyes widen.
"Sorry." Rob panted, drooling himself at this point and his deep rising breaths made his glistening throbbing member rise up and fall down still leaking profusely with excitement. "I dribble. A lot." He said as if to remind him of his previous warning.
"No, no that's fine." Samuel tried to say as his eyes crossed to look at the dab of pre sliding down the tip of his whiskers to bump into his muzzle and begin to ooze down further. Swallowing loudly he opened his muzzle up and licked at that spot getting a jolt from the first taste of that bitter, salty release. "I just...need to take off my shirt." He said almost stammering a bit as he brought his arms back down to lift up the white T-shirt he had on. It wasn't his, having borrowed it from Rob. He didn't want to get it...soaked...in dog...pre and so he would be...soaked in it. Samuel wasn't really following his brain at the moment as the gears came to a screeching halt at the single realization.
Rob had just pre'd on his body. The canine had took a piss next to him that morning. The two of them had slept in the same bed together. And now he, a cat, was about to do this with a dog... It was almost too much and Samuel nearly short circuited thinking about it.
So he didn't. The feline refused to let those thoughts go any further and let his other head, that was tenting painfully between his legs, take control for once.
"Oh, ok." Rob said almost stunned by his reply. Rob had guiltily wished anyways that he hadn't given the cat any clothes. But this worked too. Watching the feline strip for him, knowing what was going to happen was the perfect aphrodisiac for what was to come. And Rob planned to come a lot for Samuel...
So standing a bit, stark nude, Rob helped his friend undress all the way down to his own (that weren't even his) briefs. Samuel having borrowed several of Rob's clothes as he didn't have any replacements of his own. Rob's tail wagged at the dampness on the front of them and gladly scooped them up to be discarded to the side. The dog planned on sniffing those later.
Samuel tried to ignore the slightly rigid, plump dog that was almost in his face as he lifted his hips up to slide his shorts and briefs off. That heavy canine sack swung beneath his half empty sheath, the orbs swaying back and forth almost hypnotically in front of the cat's muzzle now as Rob moved just enough for Samuel to discard the clothes with the others. If Samuel had wanted too... he could push his nose right between those hanging orbs and take a deep, lung filling breath of the canine's musky, sweaty body.
"Wait," Samuel managed to choke out stopping the dog that had planned on sitting down again on him. Rob looked down to see he cat staring at his groin. Rob's ears folded back and he grinned guilty as he reached out to rub the back of the cat's head. "I just..." Samuel couldn't finish his sentence. His brain was overheating and he wasn't even aware that he'd been leaking himself at this point.
"Go on, Bro." Rob coaxed in that deep voice nearly begging the cat to do it. To touch him and love him in that sweet musky spot. He wanted to watch, watch the feline nuzzle his junk. In a way, it was almost a validation that Rob had kept his promise. That he would make the next cat he met feel like part of the group; and if nuzzling your bros nuts wasn't part of the group, then nothing was. "No one else is here... no one else will know... it's just us, bro..."
Rob kept it up in that deep, yet soft voice as he coaxed and encouraged the feline forward. The German Shepherd never looking away from that face as he pet over the feline's head with an encouraging hand. He needed Samuel to do this willingly; Rob wanted to shove his snout against his sweaty sack but knew that would be detrimental for the finish he envisioned from all of this...
The German Shepherd would make this moment special for his bro. In a way, planning to help the feline out with his dog phobia in the best way possible; to sleep with one!
Samuel almost didn't hear the words from above as his snout moved closer, nose twitching before bumping into the first of the two orbs. Rob stopped, freezing above as he took a loud sharp breath that hissed through his clenched teeth. That small black nose bumped again into that stationary orb, sliding over that musky smooth flesh between the two and press into the fuzzy folds of the dog's sack. Taking a slow, shaking breath Samuel felt his own fur stand on end from that scent that hit him square in the face with just how strong it was.
It was warm, Samuel's realized that was why he had cradled his head between the dog's lap the first night they had been together. The smell of Rob was comforting and it put the feline at ease even around the canine. Rob's body was a perfect remedy, ironically enough, for the dog being a dog. And Samuel couldn't get enough of it.
Rob could only rub a bit more behind the cat's head, still wanting to shove the feline's face against his sweaty thigh; Rob resisted for the time being, wanting to be the good bro Samuel knew him to be. Reaching down with his other hand, unable to stop himself, Rob decided to do something else instead. Lifting his own sack up and over he let it drop onto the cat's muzzle. One orb rolling down between Samuel's eyes and the other sagging off to the side as the canine squatted over the feline's face. Rob swallowed once more as his half exposed member began to slide free of the emptying sheath. Pre slide down its underside, over his stiffening dog hood and ran down over his sheath, before sliding down on his sack to pool onto Samuel's face as those bright blue eyes looked up at the canine smirking down at the feline between his legs.
"Fuck." Rob muttered from above cock twitched and wanting nothing more than to finish right there. The German Shepherd found himself swallowing once more, covering his mouth with a hand to try and contain himself as he nervously bent his knees to press his groin against that face.
Samuel didn't resist. The cat seemed frozen in place between the canine's legs, his snout pushed up underneath Rob's sack to nose at and smell the dog's taint. It was strong and those sweaty thighs were rubbing the feline's muzzle and still, Samuel didn't move as he just watched Rob with those cat like eyes.
Slowly Rob guided Samuel onto his back as he draped that dark brown masked face with his black furred sack, feeling Samuel's nose slide underneath against his taint and those lips to kiss between his thighs. Rob could only groan, rolling his thick neck back and tip his muzzle skywards to thank the unseen gods above for this glorious moment.
Two arms reached up and at first Rob feared the worse, which they were to push him off. But, clenching his teeth, those fingers curled around his rump digging into it with exposed claws. Rob relaxed a second later, panting open maw before clenching his teeth once more as that scratchy tongue pulled at his taint, licking underneath it and tasting his rich undiluted male body.
Samuel's eyes fluttered close as his taste buds burst with delight at the strong, overwhelming flavor of his bros body. Rob just gritted his teeth as the cat licked and slurped between his thighs; the canine tightly his strong thighs around the cat's muzzle and giving Samuel an encouraging squeeze in "thanks" for the attention he so desperately desired.
Rob humped the empty air in front of him unable to help himself as he groaned out, low and loud. The sound filling the otherwise silent room as his sack just ending up pushing more into that willing face that was crammed between his flexing thighs. His rear clenched tightly as he whined to himself, his aching need only more pronounced now as his knot began to swell in the base of his full shaft that was still rocking back and forth (against his stomach now) as he panted hotly trying to cool this fever that filled him.
It was sweaty and dank between those thighs and Samuel couldn't see a thing around that musky flesh resting over his eyes now. The heat alone pumping off the dog was making him sweat. He could smell it, that raw animalism of the dog's musk, taste it on his tongue as those strong thighs rubbed at the side of his muzzle compressing his snout firmly, trapping it in against that spot. And he didn't care. His body ached and groaned as he clawed at the dog's firm, flexing rear pulling him down a bit more against him and just groaning from the very core, the very pit of his body giving into this stronger, larger male's body. Succumbing to that forbidden temptation and loving every second of it.
Rob was the first to pull back, this was mainly due to the forming protest leaking down over his friend, his partners face. The German Shepherd didn't even wait before dropping down onto all fours and pressing against him, grinding his rigid shaft against the cats own. In one smooth motion the canine was on top of Samuel, wrapping his arms around him as Rob pressed his lips against him once more trying to rid himself of this building pressure inside. Samuel just wrapped his arms around his thick neck and let the dog slowly rock back and forth with him on the mattress that squeaked and protested at their combined weight together, in each others arms.
Rob could taste his musk on Samuel's lips. It made the canine whine even louder as the sounds of their lips smacking together filled the room as the canine began picking up his pace, faster and faster making the bed squeak underneath them in protest.
"Oh Samuel, Samuel, oh fuck. Samuel." Rob just panted, groaning each word around their kisses, still rocking back and forth, humping against the cat's groin and rubbing that barbed shaft against his own. Samuel could feel that thick knot resting just above his own sack, as the dogs fat nuts fell between his spread legs. That knot rubbed back and forth with these slow sensual grindings as the dog reached down to grab hold of both their leaking bodies with his large padded hand and hold them together as he continued.
Samuel felt helpless in that vice like grip holding his shaft with the canines. The feel of it stroking against Rob like this, those powerful paw padded fingers rubbing over his sensitive head and the sound of the larger male grunting above him made the cat "mrow" out in pure ecstasy and bliss as Rob took control of the situation fully.
Rob huffed, panted and groaned loudly filling the small apartment with the noises of a rutting dog. The cat was beginning to pick up as an animal sound filled his body as his barbs flared out and scraped against the dog's dripping shaft that was begin to coat both of theirs now, still leaking down over his bare exposed stomach and soak that rich liquid musk into his fur. Samuel just hugged around Rob's neck going with the motion of the larger male, just enjoying the ride; giving his body to the canine in this moment in a way he had dreamed but only feared too.
Until now...
Samuel opened his maw and bit up at the dog, licking and gnawing on his neck before clamping down tightly around it as Rob picked up his speed a bit, giving long full body grinding humps. His shaft twitched, jumping in his own grip and pre shot, spreading a bit more over Samuel's chest getting a low, deep groan from both. Rob's voice just deepened as those claws gripped at his thick hide some more.
Those claws hurt, but in a good way. The cat only gripping him tighter, pulling Rob closer in such a way the canine knew without words... that Samuel didn't want to let him go. And that in itself, with this overwhelming feeling building up inside, was all that Rob had wanted from their friendship.
"You like that, huh?" Rob grunted humping a bit faster. "Where do you want me to come?" Rob could feel himself holding back now, feel his fatty orbs tightening up to the core of his body and feel that pressure building to the point his dam might burst any second now...
Samuel's maw let go of the canine's neck and he reached up, moving his snout to press against the canine's ear teasingly slow as he made the canine beg for it. "All over me, cover me in you puppy juices." And with a whine and a nod, Rob did just that.
The words were all Rob needed to hear to let go. Let it all go all over the feline pinned underneath him, between his strong sweaty thighs and let Samuel watch as he blew. And Samuel did. He watched as Rob's shaft twitched tilting upwards before jumping suddenly as a jet of white shot out the tapered tip right onto the feline's face.
The cat's face alone was priceless as the thick, musky, warm fluid hit him. It laced up over his muzzle, between his eyes and somehow over the tip of one of his ears as Samuel just stared at the throbbing red cock before his eyes.
"Well, that was-," Samuel had started up, wanting to make a snide comment. Only to be hit in the face again by another white, musky ribbon. Then another.
Then again and again as the canine's shaft jumped and bounced between his legs as Rob just gritted and groaned between clenched teeth as he emptied his fat nuts all over his friends face and body. The shots were thick, strong and with enough forced to even once shoot over Samuel's head as the canine humped forward letting the euphoria wash over his entire body as he washed Samuel's with the sticky release brought on by it.
The longer they went, the weaker the canine's release became as the dog basted Samuel's upper body in his thick musky release before just oozing over the cat's stomach. Time after time, Rob grunted, humped and forced that bright red, tapered tip to ooze more of what he had stored and built up for the feline. Cumming to the point it hurt, to the point his nuts ached and still the canine, falling onto all fours over Samuel's body, begged and whined and pushed himself to spill each and every drop he physically, possibly could for the feline underneath him.
It lasted until the point it couldn't. Rob was spent. His nuts were empty and the canine just panted hotly, opening down into the cat's cum covered face. And all Rob could say, with a smirk spreading over his muzzle as he continued to pant down on him was...
"You look good in white, bro..." Rob chuckled heavily, still panting out as the feline tried to comprehend what exactly had just happened.
Samuel spat like a fountain as he wiped his eyes off and looked down at his sticky chest. The dog had indeed done just that and ribbons of white had cascaded over his stomach and chest, over his shoulder and sprayed him in the face like a blown water pipe. Leaving the disheveled cat to just frown afterward. Samuel had lost his voice. If only for the several moments in the afterglow the two shared together. Trying to focus on anything but that 'wet' feeling all over.
The air stunk. It was so heavy, it was hard to breathe anything other than Rob in that moment as Samuel desperately fought against the urge to lick the back of his hand to wipe over his face; the feline wanting to clean himself after the mess Rob had made.
"That was...different." Samuel said and as he spoke more of that thick broth dribbled from his mouth and down his chin and onto his chest to collect with the rest pooling on his lower abdomen. The dog was still panting, wide maw, tongue draping out and seemed to be in a world of his own.
Fireworks had broken throughout his skull as his body released itself with so much inertia Rob feared he'd topple onto the feline's body at this point. And didn't give a damn if he did or not. On that note the dog rested onto his side, rolling onto his back next to the cat still panting and breathing heavily with lung filled gasps of air as if he had just finished a marathon.
"So much..." Rob only managed to say as he just stared at the ceiling unfocused.
Samuel licked his muzzle a bit, before lifting up an arm and stopped only a few inches away from his wrist. He mrowed softly looking at the mess wanting to lick his fur clean and not wanting to at the same time. And all but ignoring the dog next to him at this point.
"You," Rob panted turning his head to the side to look at him. "Smell good...." His black lips curled as he smiled, open maw at the cat. Who then proceed to take a hand full of the stuff and flick at the dogs face. Rob just closed his eyes, opened them and licked his muzzle clean not in the least bothered by the act. "You're not one of those guys who think spooge is icky are you?" Rob chuckled.
And his tail wagged. The sound filling the apartment as it thumped against the mattress. Rob was over the moon with joy as his face cracked into a smile and he laughed. An open, unrestrained sound as he looked at Samuel with nothing but affection and love only the best of bros could have for one another.
"Nope." Samuel said wiping his own cheek off, unfortunately with the very hand he just flicked dog spooge with and ended up just smearing more onto it; several of his whiskers sticking back to it. "I just think you are." The cat stuck his tongue out like a child getting another chuckle from the canine.
"Dogs." Rob corrected grinning some more, tail wagging. "Dogs are icky. I'm fan-fucking-tastic!" He barked loudly rubbing his back on the mattress and growling happily obviously enjoying himself greatly.
Samuel rolled his eyes, and swallowing his pride, proceeded to lick his arms and hands clean of the bitter, salty taste. It was almost tangy, the bitter release of the canine that had coated him in his thick, sticky, musky fluids.
Rob looked back over at him, evening out of breath (though he kept sniffing loudly at the wonderful stench around them) and watched the cat work. "I told you I dribble a lot." Rob said as if to apologize but the massive grin stapled onto his face didn't even waver as he spoke. His tail just continued to wag to his side.
"I was joking." Samuel just splayed his ears as he switched arms, licking it over with closed eyes. The act was far more methodical than the canine had expected. It really was just a cat thing as Rob watched Samuel lick and smooth his fur out next to him.
"About?" Rob asked lifting an eyebrow and watching him. He wondered if he asked, would the cat lick, every inch of him, clean? Rob grinned wickedly at the thought, thinking about round two already.
"Where to put it." Samuel lifting up one of his bare legs and began trying to clean them off, even Rob felt jealous about the flexibility of the cat as that leg stretched out seemingly elongation twice its natural length. Rob's eyes just slowly looking up the cat's thigh to his foot high above them.
"Put what?" Rob asked, tilting his head to the side with a quizzical look and watching the cat work with a fixation now. He really could work that tongue and the canine wanted to experience it first hand...
Samuel didn't even reply, as the spooge covered cat looked over at him. "I'm taking a shower." Samuel just said as he got up, heading towards the bathroom and trying to ignore the dripping mess he made as he awkwardly tip toed his way there.
"I can help." Rob offered scrambling to his feet and hopping over the side of the mattress fort to join him, tail wagging, with a hopeful grin.
Samuel laughed and just shook his head, "I think I can mange." He added a smile and a wink before closing the bathroom door.
"Oh, ok!" Rob said over the shower that had turned on. "I'll get some cloths for you then." The dog stayed where he stood outside the door as if waiting for it to open so he could join him. The dog wanted to scratch at the door, with both hands until it opened but just bowed his head and headed over to his room dragging his paws as he went.
Rob just came back in far better spirits as he manhandled the door knob before it popped open, the lock never working properly. Rob stuck his snout in before asking permission. It came out more of a whine than words as Rob begged to be let in.
"Fine." Was all Samuel said in reply washing his hair enjoying the fact he had room this time around in the shower. He stuck his head out as he saw the dog standing around before quickly shutting the curtain once more. At least the water was warm, it only took ten minutes to get that way.
"Careful," Rob warned before flushing the toilet and started washing his hands. He chuckled as a loud annoyed cat clung to the other side of the shower as the water abruptly changed temperature on him.
"Rob!" Samuel hissed as the dog quickly slipped out.
"Serves you right for not inviting me in." Rob just replied after the door shut. He wiped his chest off a bit from their exploits and licked his fingers. His tail wagged as he tasted the cat mixed in, unsure when exactly Samuel had cum during their time together and knowing the cat would never tell him. "Sneaky feline... Do you want to play some games?" Rob asked leaning back against the door now and inspecting his dull nails aimlessly. There was a thump from behind him as a shampoo bottle hit the door. "Is that a yes or no?"
No reply met his ears as the shower cut off shortly after.
"Rob." A voice came from behind the door and Rob grinned as he opened it once more, sticking only his snout inside.
"Yeah, bro?" The German Shepherd held the last letter out hissing like a snake between his black bumpy lips.
"What in blue blazes is this?" The Siamese cat held up Rob's old jockstrap from his football days as he demanded to know.
"It's the only clean underwear I have left." Rob offered opening the door up a bit more, ears lifted up as he smiled warmly, innocently at the feline just standing there, frowning at the garment in his hand.
"There's no back to it." Samuel said as he looked the straps over.
"There isn't supposed to be a back to it." Rob just shrugged in reply.
"Oh." And with that the cat lifted up a leg and slid one in. Rob's tail wagged the whole time, glad he had worn it just the other day. "It's warm..." Samuel frowned at the dog accusingly. "You said this was all you had?"
"I never said it was clean." Rob only shrugged. "It's warm in all the right places for my bestest bro." Rob winked and gave Samuel a quick once over.
Bare, lean but muscular tan thighs were strapped in the tight fitting black straps of the dog's underwear. A white cloth clung, forming over the cat's groin, underneath and around his legs. Rob got a good view of the tan fur rear as Samuel looked behind himself, his long tail swaying back and forth.
"And where's the rest of it?" Samuel accusingly asked looking at the dog once more.
"Of what?" Rob tilted his large, broad head to the side once more with that bewildered look on his face.
"The clothing, Rob. Where is the rest of the clothing?" Samuel gestured to his legs and chest. "You know. Shirt and pants!"
"Oh, well you won't need that." Rob said as if it were for the cat's benefit. "The apartments warm enough when your with me and it's just the two of us." The dog explained as if it were the most perfect, logical conclusion to the idea of wearing clothing.
"Of course." Samuel said grabbing the towel to continue drying his fur off. "And yours?" The cat asked looking over at the naked dog who was still just wearing a pair of tall gym socks.
The front of his fur was covered in that thick winter coat of black fur. Mahogany hands scratched at that forming six pack on the canine's stomach before drifting down to scratch at his black furred groin openly. Rob's inner thighs were of that same shade of mahogany that turned to black before reaching down to his paws that shifted back to that mahogany color. "My what?" Rob asked lifted a brown marked eyebrow at the cat, the tip of his ears were a similar color.
"Cloths!" Samuel said loudly but laughed covering his face. He kept drying his arms as the dog watched, tail wagging from the sound of his laughter. Rob stayed in the small bathroom with the feline, keeping him company as Rob would like someone to do; not seeming to mind intruding into the feline's personal space.
"Let me help." Rob said reaching over to manhandle the towel away from the cat, turn Samuel around and closing the already short distance between the two of them before drying his front.
Samuel chuckled a bit, splaying his ears as that thick sheath ran between his exposed cheeks. "Don't you have a furdryer?" Samuel meowed softly as those strong, ample fingers rubbed over his arms and shoulders, down his sound before lacing in the front of him to meet together and hug him against the grinding dog's body. A broad muzzle nuzzled along the crook of the cat's neck to sigh loudly underneath it.
"Nope." Rob just replied sniffing at him lightly and smelling the warm scent of male under his damp fur. Their fur shampoo was scentless, leaving the canine's prominent, powerful smell on the feline even after a good shower.
"Then what do you use to dry yourself with." Samuel said trying to ignore his own aching full sheath at this time as rob continued to press against him from behind, forming to the curve in his back and around the hump of his butt sealing their bodies together. Samuel shivered trying not to think what it would be like, in this position, to be tied with the dog so.
He'd only heard stories of such events and was, wickedly, thinking of the experience himself at the moment.
"WHEN I shower," the dog said smacking his lips together and yawning loudly right next to the cat's face. "I usually just stay naked and laze out in the sun on the patio." Those strong arms tightened around him giving him another strong hug and practically lifting the smaller male off his feet as the dog rumbled happily, finding the perfect snuggle buddy in his small feline friend.
"Is that so?" Samuel said unsure what else to say. When the dog showered, walking around naked all day, sunning himself on the 'patio' (which was just the small balcony outside his apartment), all these things just made the cat flush a bit trying not to picture his friend in such a light. Trying to just be chill, relax on all of this even if this dog had just marked (all over him) only roughly an hour ago.
A large warm tongue licked at the side of his face only deepening the blush filling it further.
"So games, huh?" Samuel said a bit loudly, squeaking a bit at the end trying to change the subject and get the dog from sliding that full sheath up and down his crack, it fit a little too well. Was a little too comfortable. And Samuel was sure he could stay like that for a good, long while with the canine grinding against his rear; it was as if Rob had been made to fit the curve of the cat's body, perfectly. Which brought his mind back to being tied to the half foot taller, far thicker dog that was still holding, grinding against him.
"Yup." Rob grumbled but didn't show any kind of inclination of letting go.
"So..." Samuel began tapping the end of his pink padded fingers together, drumming them on top of the dog's hands still around him. "Games?" He said the word again to stress the point out.
He got a grumble in reply.
So walking backwards, dog leg next to his own Samuel managed to backtrack the two out of the bathroom and towards the living room. Once out of the hallway the dog let go, crouching down and picking the cat up. Samuel clung to the dog at the sudden action and mrowed loudly as he was basically tossed onto the mattress, the dog jumping on top of him afterward.
This soon turned into a faux wrestling bout as the two struggled against one another for who would be on top (in the dog's mind anyways the cat was just trying to get the dog off of him). And ended, not surprisingly, with a rather large German Shepherd lazing out across the Siamese cat. This wouldn't have been so much of an issue for Samuel if he hadn't been lying on his stomach. The exposed rear once more with a plump sheath grinding against it reminding the feline's brain of what had transpired the two.
Samuel quickly shook the thoughts away, not letting them sink their claws into the good vibes he was experience in Rob's care. That was future Samuel's problem to worry about. Right now, all he wanted to do, was let Rob snuggle up behind him and fit perfectly against his body as if the two had been made for one another. Puzzle pieces connecting in, the glass slipper of a fairy tale... Rob was the perfect man for Samuel to snuggle with.
Rob nuzzled down at him, pressing his heavy weight against his body and letting out a deep throaty murr. Stubby sausage fingers slid between the cats own long lithe ones and the heavy paws laid just behind his as that large muzzle bumped against him, panting at the side of the his face as the two snuggled back up. Samuel struggled a bit against the strong grip around him, it only made the dog wag his tail more, ears lifting up as he looked at the cat who folded his ears back and licked at that broad muzzle in reluctant submission. Rob folded his ears back and bumped his black bumpy wet nose against the cat who returned the bump.
Rob pulled back to bite at his ears making the cat mrow low in reply. Those stubby sausage fingers slid between Samuel's and his hands were held tightly forced against the mattress suddenly. And in turn the feline's nose was pressed right against part of the aftermath the two had shared together and the feline got a harsh reminder of what they had done together.
Samuel recoiled, smacking the back of his head against the dog's chin who pulled back with a whine rubbing the end of his snout (slight tears in his eyes), before wagging his tail as Samuel clung to him.
"The hell?" The first word was rough in a low growl but a higher pitch whined followed with the next as Rob asked what the problem was and halfway through his sentence the cat clung to him. Which made his heart pound loudly in his thick chest, making his paws begin to sweat as he looked down at the startled cat in worry.
"I thought you cleaned up in here." Samuel said accusingly after licking the end of his own nose clean. Samuel wasn't looking at him, just resting his face against Rob's chest as the canine held him.
Rob was still confused on the matter until looking over the small male. "Oh." Rob frowned, brow scrunching up and moved the cat away a bit, holding his arms with both of his large hands and looking down into his face. "Really. Seriously. THAT. Was the problem?" The canine actually laughed at how ridiculous it was.
Samuel didn't mind getting bathed in the canine's release but to find a stained spot on the mattress was a big no-no?
Rob looked into those angry icy blue eyes, still a bit teary from the sharp pain in his chin. Folding his ears back, eyes going wide Samuel said a single thing in reply. "Meow..." His eyes grew wide, watery almost as he lifted one hand up cutely disarming the canine's annoyance instantly.
Rob groaned and hugged him tightly and rocked him back and forth in his arms, making sure to keep that nose under arm and pressed (without consent) into his armpit. Samuel just let out another soft meow in reply to that. His ears flushing, splaying out as he was rocked back and forth, crushed against the dog's firm chest.
"We'll just..." Rob moved one of his naked legs over several times using his toes to slide a blanket over the stain on the mattress. "Cover that up." And began trying to cover up the rest before slowly lying back down on his stomach, cat underneath, back onto the mattress. "Is that better Mr. Kitty cat?"
"It's fine..." Samuel muttered, tail tip swaying back and forth gently like a flag in a breeze.
"You didn't jump..." Rob noted after a good ten minutes passed by.
"What?" Samuel asked, confused.
"When I barked... on accident," the German Shepherd sheepishly added. "When I barked, you didn't... react. How you normally would..." The canine sighed softly, smiling to himself.
"Oh..." Samuel hadn't even realized it. After what the two had done, the idea of a bark bothering him seemed rather silly. Then again, that only applied to Rob.
"Sex therapy works!" Rob just grinned toothily. "All you need is a good dosing of dog to get over your anxiety!"
"Yeah, maybe for you..." Samuel muttered.
"Just have to let all the other dogs shower you and you'll be golden!" Rob couldn't help himself, making the crude joke and got several nails springing out for it. The cat clawing at the dog's thick hide making Rob whine as he continued to laugh around tears, holding Samuel close.
Samuel glared at him, still stuck in his strong grip (and showing no signs of trying to escape) and shot him daggers. The large German Shepherds broad head just moved over and slurped at the side of the feline's whole head as his black marked tail wagged and, turning on his side, began cuddling the cat once more.
Until the two fell asleep.
Samuel had a warm, musky dream about being trapped in a rather thick blanket that no matter how hard he struggle would just entangle itself around him once more and trap him against that warm musky scent once more. No matter how hard he pushed, scratched or bit at the fabric. He wasn't sure why the blanket could yip though.
Rob just dreamt of rain drops on roses and whiskers on kittens...