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From Ice Cream to "Topping"

Chapter 1

Hi, my name is Charlie Fair and I've just passed my first year of college, I think. It sure was a long year for this grey wolf, but I got it done and for that I'm proud. The campus is bustling with people leaving in excitement to get back to their lives, summertime or otherwise, and yet here I was just kicking back in my last seat of the term, letting my feetpaws dangle over the desk as I looked up at the ceiling and started to close my eyes. I let the sound of everyone yammering on about the minutia of their lives just drown out as I put my headphones in my ears and turned up the beat.

Why am I not in a hurry like all these other fools you may ask? Well to be honest... I have nowhere else to be, and nothing else to do. I have nowhere I have to rush off to and no one waiting at home for me and with that proclamation in mind; I threw my pencil so hard towards the roof of the lecture hall it got stuck in the ceiling. You must understand; I'm a bit of a loner and have never really gotten along with people. I can't say whether it's my personality that turns people off or my beliefs about life, but for some reason ever since my youth I've always been alone and personally, I've come to accept it.

I finally opened my eyes an hour or so later after the sound of everything had died down and took a deep breath, letting my bad thoughts escape me as I grabbed at my backpack, scooped up my sketchpad and textbooks and readied to leave finally, letting my body drag as I knew what would follow when I got back home; some rounds of online Ultra Crush Bros, a hot cup of chai tea and some... well... fapping... before bed; what can I say? I still have my youth and I have needs too.

The walk back home was pretty good I had to admit, considering I had to walk in the first place because my car had broken down the other day and my worthless boss refused to give me a raise for all the hard work I put into our stupid little ice cream parlor, leaving me less than mobile for what I predicted would be a several weeks span, of course assuming I'm willing to only live on ramen noodles.

I digress though, the summertime heat felt good against my fur as the wind beat against me softly, letting me really embrace the weather here in my tiny little hamlet of the world; Ardordon City, which if the commercials trying to milk people into moving to this little nothing town would have you believe is the best place in the world to live. Now I do have to agree there is no shortage of one thing here, but I wasn't inclined to share that thought with people I didn't care about at school. However, I'll let you in on the secret though; the hottest guys you'd ever believe seem to fall from the sky here. I'd often go to our college swim meets just to make sure that I got my fill of eye candy and delicious bulges, and no one thankfully ever asked me that stupid question "What are you gay or something?" and for that I was thankful for not letting anyone into my world.

I just couldn't help it, but a hot guy to me is the equivalent of a delicious ice cream cone; something to be enjoyed slowly and licked over and over again, even after it's dripped on your paws. The thought alone was getting me hard as I tried to hide my knot from slipping out from under my shorts, since I had innocently forgot I had went commando today. I tried focusing on my trek home as further thoughts of all the delicious dogs, cats, lions, leopards, foxes, and so on that lived here in this little town filled my horny mind. I wanted all of them in secret of course; to wrap my arms around their bodies and massage everywhere my paws could. To nuzzle my muzzle against theirs as we licked at each other softly for a kiss or two. The best of it all though, at least in my dirty mind, is to wrap my muzzle around their cocks and just enjoy all the smell and warmth they had to offer, their precum dripping all over my tongue and down my throat as I worked my way up and down their shaft, cherishing every moment I was there. For all these thoughts however, no one ever seemed to notice me. Even to the few I've ever expressed interest in, they either pretended to ignore me or just seemed not to feign interest. I know there are plenty of people in the world who are far worse off than me, but I still don't find it wrong to say that it sucks to be me.

I was about a mile or two away from my apartment when my cellular phone rang in my pocket, startling me enough in my deep thoughts to make me lose my hard on (thankfully). Upon reviewing the screen I saw that it was my manager trying to reach me, probably to ask me to come in for an extra shift today which I really didn't want to, but then remembered about my car situation and grudgingly unlocked my touch screen device to answer the call.

"Hey boss. What's going on?" I said in a normal tone, my paw instead expressing my disinterest by shaking in rage. I mean come on; who ever really wants to answer a call from work? I tried my best to just let that irritated feeling pass as he spoke more about whatever situation happened at work implicating one of my other coworkers in a murder charge and blah blah blah I thought to myself. He finally popped the question "Can you come in?" to which I could only respond yes and ended the call. I put my phone back in my pocket, stopped to rummage through my backpack for my work uniform, and started making my way to work, several miles in the opposite direction...

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"Daddy I want that color, and the pink one, and that one, and those ones, and wow look they have candy too..." The eager little girl continued on as the father stared at her as blankly as I'm sure I was doing myself. We nodded in silent agreement as I made the humungous tower of ice cream, collected the cash, and watched as they walked out the shop, the father scratching his head in disbelief at his daughter but me shaking my head in disapproval at him. "Letting your child have what she wants like that will make her grow up spoiled and bitchy, much like my cousin, and good luck with that dude." I thought to myself as I cleaned off my prep counter and stood around bored for another hour behind the register. Mine was a simple job, but boring to be sure. It wasn't as if I had anything else to do, seeing that everything stays super clean in this place because we never really get more than ten or so customers in here per day.

I got to admit the amazing thing about this job though; it is so super hot when some Adonis of an animal comes in and sits down to enjoy his ice cream, me watching as their tongues lap across the cone, me wishing their tongues were working around my knot instead. My thoughts were always centrally focused on guys all the time. I guess that kind of comes with the being single territory.

I couldn't seem to help myself at this point; my manager was out for the day and there was no one else here at all. I worked my way towards the back office and disabled the lobby security camera, an easy enough task considering that I was the one that installed the damn things in the first place. I came back up to the front, passed another glance around the store to make sure no one was in fact there and started slowly to unzip my fly. I wasn't really nervous at all; I had done this several times before in fact. Sure it wasn't right, but I say screw it; I hate this damn job. I pulled out my knot, realizing that lots of precum was already there, probably from my boner earlier. I stroked it softly, letting every stroke really be felt, me moaning softly as pre continued to dribble down the length of my paw, forming a nice slippery lube for pawing off with. I leaned back against the counter and let my body rest as I continued to run my thumb around the tip of my cock, feeling throbs of pleasure rush throughout my being. It felt good whenever I was able to rub one out. It's not like there was anyone else who could do it for me.

I continued my fun for just a little longer; kind of edging myself every time I got close to cumming because I didn't want to finish too early; then what else would I do at work hehe. I closed my eyes as I was on the verge of blowing my load, feeling cum swell up inside me, but was interrupted, and startled, by the sound of the bell that rang whenever a customer came in to the store. I quickly threw my apron over my exposed dripping member as a kindly looking German Shepherd came in the entrance, cowboy hat in one paw and a genuine smile that could pierce any animal's heart. I had to really focus on thoughts that would make my boner go down quickly as he approached the serving counter, me just kind of lost in the way that he presented himself. He stood up tall and straight, his broad shoulders really filling out the rest of his built figure. His six piece button up shirt was only done up about a third of the way, exposing his rather muscular chest and abs. He wore tight fitting cowboy jeans, taut enough to where if I wasn't mistaken, I could see the girth of his cock silhouetted through his pants and damn was he packing some heat. I wanted to drool in the ambiance of this fur, but realized where I was and gathered my thoughts together so I could service him... I mean serve him.

"Aft...erno...nnn ss...s...iirr!" I stammered like a little school boy as the dog's presence put me on edge. I could smell his scent from all the way across the counter, his very essence wrapping my mind around more delicious thoughts.

"Afternoon! How are you this fine afternoon?" The Shepherd replied, his honest smile still trapping me, immobilizing me with its sincerity. I just wanted to extend out my arms and wrap myself around him, hiding the submissive side of myself in his grasp while he would stroke my fur. My imagination was running wild with so many ideas; guess I really should have finished the job a couple minutes ago so I wouldn't be so horny. "Ahem... I say, how are you today?" He asked again, snapping me out of head.

"Oh me, I'm great!" I answered in quick response, not wanting to disappoint him.

"Well that's nice." He said as we stared each other for another second or two, my eyes probably screaming "Fuck me now please!" He smiled again and rubbed the back of his head. "So, can I go ahead and order?"

"Oh god yes, I'm sorry. What would you like?" I felt like an idiot now, making him wait for the obvious reason he came in here for in the first place. Like this beauty of an animal would come in here for me (scoffs). I took the ice cream scooper in one paw and grabbed at the single serve waffle cones we had with the other, ready for whatever this handsome god wished for.

"Actually, I didn't come in here for an ice cream..." He said with a solemn tone as his smile faded, my heart jumping up into my throat, putting me in an instant nervous sweat. Now my mind swam in an entirely different direction, with thoughts of robbery and vandalism in the forefront. I had already dropped the scooper back into the hot water basin it had been resting in and reached my paw under the counter, ready to hit the panic button if I had to.

"Excuse me. Why did you come here cowboy?" My tone was already defensive I could tell, and it was hard for me not to go and bare my teeth at this possible threat to my life. Sure if it came down to it I'd let him rob the store (this job is nowhere more important than my life), but messing with me was another story. I may not be built with muscles or even a big guy so I could overpower him, but this fit wolf could hold his own. Watching countless episodes of my favorite anime taught me about fighting styles, although I never practiced the damn moves further after initially seeing them.

"Whoa! Whoa, slow down there little guy. That came out wrong. Umm... damn that's a bad start." The Shepherd said as he fumbled around with his hat, trying to calm me down. I stopped snarling for a second and realized how stupid I was again. I had realized that his smile had faded because he was shy about something, not necessarily because he was going to do anything bad. I rescinded my paw from the alarm and instead gave the dog a confused look. "Umm hi... Let's start this over again. My name is Daniel and no I'm not trying to rob you. Sorry if I may have scared you." He looked sincere again, damn him and those beautiful brown eyes.

"Well you sure had me going. Sorry about that, I'm kind of weird around people I don't know."

"That's alright. I'm the one that should be apologizing. Oh and you do know me. Or perhaps at least have seen me before. I sat a couple rows behind you in art class this past term at the college." I finally let my heart slow down as I thought about him for a second and tried to place the face, seeing as I didn't really ever lift my head in class. He did a quick spin around so I could get a good look at him, and I finally remembered who he was after I got a good look at his butt region, remembering this one time we bumped each other in the hallway and I fell over into him, my face landing right on his tail. I ran off pretty quickly afterwards in embarrassment so I'm sure he forgot who did that to him. Hopefully he didn't remember that situation too.

"Oh right, I remember you now. Ok yeah, I recall hearing your name in roll call a couple times. The name was Adams right?" I had pulled that memory from out of nowhere, just wanted him not to remember our true first meeting.

"Yeah, the last name's Adams but please call me Daniel. Anyway, Charlie..." I actually adored hearing my name said by him. Something about his voice was smooth and calming. I'm sure a whisper in my ear from him would make me shiver in seconds. "I came in here to ask you a question. Well first actually to return this back to you." He said as he reached inside his hat and pulled out a small drawing notebook, instantly realizing it as mine. Kind of hard not to notice right away seeing as it had a Rorschach illustration on it, which honestly looked like a well endowed knot to me, to others I couldn't say and never cared. I grabbed at the book quickly and peered through it, making sure everything was intact. I had to admit I was a little embarrassed that I left this behind at school, seeing as it contained several sketches of naked guys going at it.

"Umm thank you Daniel. Sorry if you saw anything inappropriate inside it." I said shyly, my face blushing.

"No, no it's alright. I gotta admit your drawings are really well done. You got a good chance at an excellent future as an artist." He smiled back at me as my tail instantly began to wag like mad, this guy really hitting a sensitive subject to me. No one has ever praised or appreciated my art, yet here he is buttering me up. I was in heaven, now he could've shot me if he was trying to rob me.

"Wow thank you! That is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me." I was happy. I knew it because I felt better than I usually feel about myself. It felt good to feel this great; I need to remember this feeling.

"Well you deserve the comment. To be honest, I wanted to tell you that along time ago but wasn't to sure if you wanted to talk to me. Seeing as that one time you accidentally pushed me into the ground." He chuckled. "Dammit, he remembered" I thought to myself. "Anyway, before I lose my nerve to ask you..." I didn't know what he was going to say next, but my heart sure felt like it was fluttering. "Now that the summer has started my roommates have went out of town, and I was wondering if you'd ever like to stop on by, maybe play some games or something? I've noticed you like drawing video game characters and figured you'd like to play some time." I'm wasn't sure if I was hearing him right seeing as my heart was beating so loudly with excitement I'm sure he could hear it too. Was someone actually asking me to spend time with them? More importantly, was this marvel of a dog with his rock hard features asking me to hang out with him? I would've cried but that would have been just too dramatic.

"Wow Daniel that sounds great!" I replied so happily I'm sure he thought I was going to bound out from behind the counter and give him a hug.

"Why don't I get your number and maybe we can hang out soon? Does tomorrow sound good to you?" Wow was all I could think while I wrote down my number for him. "Alright! Well before I make a bigger fool of myself I better get going, gotta go clean up the place if I'm going to have a visitor. I'll see you tomorrow ok Charlie." He said as he rested his paw on top of mine. I could've melted right then and there. I was beaming with a grin you wouldn't believe as he rubbed my paw a little with his fingers.

"I'll be there for sure!" I said as he flashed that amazing smile at me again, put on his hat and started for the exit. "Wow I just met god!" I thought as I was starting to regain my composure. As soon as Daniel got to the door he turned around, lowered the brim of his hat in that sexy cowboyish way coupled with a wink and made his way down the road. I just stood there in utter surprise. I didn't know what to think. Was I dreaming? Was this all real? I breathed a sigh of relief and finally felt the butterflies leave from my stomach after finally moving around again. Upon shifting though, I had realized how soaked in precum I was. I had totally forgot that I had just covered my knot with my apron and didn't actually put it back into my pants, and with all this attention I was getting I'm sure I was hard the entire time. I looked up at the window and started to think to myself, "Oh god did he see me pawing off?"

Tomorrow is going to be an interesting day. I can't wait.