FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Warning: Don't read this story unless you're 18+, 'cause theres M/M anthro stuff in it, k?

So, I could go on and on with excuses for why this one took so long. To sum it all up, I've been busy, and my computer time was pretty much sliced down to zero. But now it's done, and I hope it turns out better than the others, or at least as good as them.

***

"What the hell are you doing here, Daniel?" Jason asked, getting on his knees in front of the cage.

Half a minute went by before Jason tilted his head as Daniel didn't answer, seeming too busy with burying his muzzle in the bowl of food. Jason leaned closer to the bars and cleared his throat. "Daniel!"

Daniel perked his ears and looked up at Jason, not taking his muzzle out of the bowl. "What? I haven't eaten in ages..." He said, taking some more of the food into his mouth, half way done with the bowl by already. He lifted his muzzle and wiped his mouth, though it didn't seem to do much good, since the rice got stuck in his fur. "Uhh... let's see... Well, I was running an errand for Marcus. You remember Marcus, right? The fox?" Daniel spoke, leaning his shoulder against the bars at the side of the cage.

"Marcus... Uhh... Oh yea! That's Robert's friend, right? The short one? Weren't you two dating?"

"Yeah, I met Robert after hooking up with him. Anyway; I was going back to his house, and out of nowhere some wolf comes out and points a gun at me. So, I started running. Then, a lion walked out of the alley to the left of me. Last thing I remember was a baseball bat slamming into my head." Daniel said, turning his head to show some dried blood on it's side to Jason. He sighed as he lay down on the floor of the cage, fishing out a piece of chicken from the bowl with his claws.

Jason tilted his head as he watched Daniel shove the chicken meat into his muzzle. "Gee... You're taking this well. Are you alright?" He asked, placing a paw on the floor to keep himself steady. "I mean, it's not like you get kidnapped every day. What would they want with you?"

Daniel shrugged and fished out some more chicken, hungrily showing it into his muzzle, then swallowing it. "I'm fine, and I think I know how I got here... and why i got here..." He said, sighing. "What are you doing here anyway?" He asked, tilting his head up to look at Jason.

"They sell furs here, and the boss' brother decided to keep me for himself, so here I am..." Jason replied, getting back on his feet. "I have to go. Master is probably waiting for me in the kitchen by now..."

Hearing that, Daniel whimpered and sat up, grabbing two of the bars at the cage's door. "Wait, you're just gonna leave me here? I don't wanna get sold, Jason..." He said, folding his ears down. "You gotta get me out of here, Jason. Can't you talk to that fur? I want to go back to Marcus..."

Jason sighed and got on his knees again, looking Daniel in the eyes. "Daniel... I don't know..." He spoke. He let out a soft gasp and felt chills running down his spine as he felt a paw rub his inner thigh. He looked down to see Daniel stroking it.

"Come on, please. I'll do anything..." Daniel whispered, leaning down, sliding his head out between the bars to lick at Jason's sac. "I want to go back to my mate..." He added, nuzzling Jason's sheath with his nose, taking in the thick musk, rubbing Jason's dick through his sheath.

Jason blushed softly and grabbed the back of Daniel's head, pulling him closer to make him rub his sheath harder. It was pure instinct. He'd never had a muzzle that close to his sheath, something just told him to grab the furs head. He murred deeply as he felt his thick meat slowly sliding out of his sheath, pulling Daniel's head further up to make him press his nose against his throbbing cock.

As he took the head of Jason's meat into his drooling muzzle, Daniel closed his eyes and sighed through his nose. The taste of chicken and huskycock was... delicious... The German Shepherd eagerly let his tongue run all over the head of Jason cock, coating it in his saliva, and making Jason moan out loud. Daniel opened his eyes again and looked up at Jason, who had his head tilted up, tongue hanging out from his muzzle with loud moans escaping his throat.

When he felt the feeling of Daniel's warm mouth wrapped around his whole meat, Jason grabbed one of the iron bars of the cage with his free paw, shoving more of his meat into Daniel's muzzle and down his throat using the paw at the back of Daniel's head. "Mmm... fuuuucckk..." He moaned, sliding his meat out of Daniel's throat, feeling it tighten around his meat as he slowly shoved it back in. He'd never face-fucked anyone before, but he loved it... Jason quickly started building up his pace, going faster and faster with each slide into Daniel's throat.

Daniel choked a bit, but quickly got used to Jason's cock sliding in and out of his throat. He had done it many, many times before... Drool was starting to run from his cock-filled mouth and down his chin, dripping onto the floor as Jason picked up his pace. He could feel the paw on the back of his head slide along the side of his head, down his cheek, to stroke at his throat. Jason was feeling his throbbing cock moving up and down Daniel's throat. It made Jason growl softly, his dominant side starting to take over, feeling himself get a bit feral as he felt Daniel's throat-muscles tighten around his meat. The feeling was almost driving Jason mad with pure pleasure, making him fuck Daniel's throat almost franticly, trying his hardest to get off. With each hump and thrust, Jason felt his cum starting to build up, the load slowly working it's way up the thick, throbbing, pre-dripping shaft.

The increased throbbing, thrusting and pre-spurting let Daniel know that Jason was about to shoot. He started bobbing his head in time with Jason's thrusts, with Jason's paw still holding it, licking his meat more roughly and eagerly. When he heard Jason let out a silent howl, and felt the sweet salty taste of cum rushing down his throat, into his belly, Daniel closed his eyes and murred, swallowing every drop of Jason thick husky-cum.

For the next few seconds, Jason was in heaven. There isn't anything as pleasurable as getting a climax from a blowjob, and it's even better if it's your first...When Jason's soft howl finally died down, he sighed deeply and leaned forward, pressing his forehead against the top of the cage. "Wow..." He mumbled, opening his eyes again as he felt his cock sliding back into his sheath. He looked down at Daniel, who was wiping the drool and some cum off his mouth and chin. "You think you can talk your master into letting me go?" Daniel asked, licking his lips.

Jason perked his ears and smirked down at Daniel.

"No... but... maybe he'll let you stay..." Jason said, getting to his feet, slowly walking towards the door that lead to the stairs. "Oh, and Daniel..." He spoke, turning his head to look at the panting canine.

"Take care of that boner..."

With that, Jason walked through the door.

Daniel raised a brow as he looked down at his pre-dripping meat, sighing softly. "Should've asked him to do it... Dammit..." He mumbled as he reached his right paw down and slowly stroked himself.

***

Meanwhile, in the kitchen.

***

"Hold still or it's gonna hurt worse! Geez, quit acting like such a pussy!" James growled at Robert.

They were in the kitchen, Robert bent over the counter, with two of James' ointment covered fingers up his tailhole, and Connor standing next to them, looking kinda worried. Robert was hissing and yelping out through his teeth, tears running down his cheeks. His tailhole was stinging like crazy, and it no doubt hurt like shit.

When James had wiggled his fingers enough, and was sure that the ointment was smeared all over the inside of Robert's tailhole, he pulled them out. "Good boy..." James cooed as he gave Robert's soar ass a light slap, making him let out a soft yipp and fold his ears down.

Connor perked his ears as he leaned up and stroked his brother's muzzle, smiling widely at him. "Feel better, puppy?" He asked, giggling as Robert slid his muzzle back and licked his palm. "Guess so. Thanks, uncle James. Can I feed him now?" Connor questioned, wagging his tail as his uncle nodded. Connor walked over to the oven and grabbed one of the bowls on the counter next to it. When he walked back to Robert, he snapped his fingers and pointed at the floor. "Sit."

Robert folded his ears down, but did as he was told. He got down on all four and sat down in the classic feral way, rump and all paws on the tiled floor. The feeling of his soar, stinging ass touching the cold tile floor was kind of soothing, and dulled the pain a bit. As he tilted his head up and sniffed the air, his tail wagged softly. It smelled delicious... A soft whimper escaped his throat as he licked his lips, his tail thumping exitedly against the floor as Connor reached into the bowl and fished out a pawfull of chicken and rice. He was about to reach his paw out to take the food, but remembered the whole puppy thing... He sniffed the food curiously before letting his tongue come out to give it a few test licks, then he opened his muzzle and dug in, quickly gulping down the food. The rice was sticking to his fur, making it glisten slightly as he greedily dug into his brother's paw each time he had food in it, even if he hadn't gotten it all the way out of the bowl yet.

A few pawfulls of food later, Jason walked into the kitchen and looked at the lion in the room, not even bothering to look at the other two. Smiling, he walked over to his master and wagged his tail. Connor didn't even seem to notice the husky walking in, as he was too busy with giggling as Robert ate from his paw. James, however, raised a brow as he looked over at Jason and noticed that he was panting slightly, and that the fur on his forehead and under his arms were damp.

"Puppy, what have you been doing?" James asked, placing a paw on Jason head, roughly rubbing his scalp.

Jason folded his ears down and murred as his master rubbed his scalp, tilting his head a bit. "Mmm... I... I was playing... was playing with Daniel... master..." He murred, closing his eyes, his tail lowering.

James chuckled as he heard his pet, moving his fingers to scratch behind Jason's ears. "Oh, really now? And now I suppose you're gonna beg me to let him stay too, hmm? Puppy want his friend to stick around and play?" He asked, placing his free paw on the counter, leaning back against it as he scratched behind his pet's ear.

The rough scratching behind his ear made Jason murr louder, opening his muzzle to pant softly and let his tongue hang out. He didn't even seem to hear his master. The feeling was just so... good... It shut out everything else, even his master's booming voice. "Puppy, answer master." James said as he stopped scratching, which made Jason whine softly and open his eyes.

"I... did you say something?"

James chuckled and leaned closer, looking Jason deep in the eyes. "Do, you, want, him, to, stay, puppydog?" He spelled out, placing his paw at the back of Jason's head.

Jason blushed softly and looked down at the floor. "I... I told him I'd ask you if he could..." He mumbled. "Puppy, up here." James spoke, gripping Jason's hair to force him to lift his head and look at him. "What's in it for me? What do I get if I let him stay?" He asked.

"A happy puppy?" Jason suggested. He would have tilted his head, hadn't it been for his master's paw. All he did was stand still and give his master a toothy smile.

James laughed a bit as he heard that, shaking his head. "Don't think thats enough, pup. If I want you to be happy, all I gotta do is pull down my pants... If I'm wearing a pair, anyways..." He said, smirking as he scratched the back of Jason's head. "But... i think we might have a job for him... You stay here and eat, and I'll be back." He said, giving his pet a pat on the head and quickly walking out of the room.

Jason shook his head a bit and looked at his master as he walked out of the kitchen, feeling a bit confused. It all went so fast. All he had to do was ask? No way, there had to be a catch... but, that could wait. He had a bowl full of food waiting for him, everything else could be put on hold. Jason sighed softly as he started walking over to the oven, when he first noticed Robert sitting on the floor, eating out of his brother's paw. He raised a brow and smiled, when he felt a finger poke his shoulder.

"Did uncle James teach you to talk?" Connor asked, Taking his attention away from Robert for a few minutes to look curiously up at Jason.

Jason smiled and nodded. "Yup." He simply said, leaning down to nuzzle the cute pup's cheek. "Master teaches me a lot of things..." He added, giving the pup's cheek a quick lick before walking over to the last bowl, grabbing it and quickly sticking his muzzle into it, digging into the food.

Connor smiled as he watched Jason eat. He looked cute... Then, when he felt a nose sniffing his paw, he turned to Robert and giggled. "No, puppy, there isn't any more. You already ate it all." He said, stroking the puppy's muzzle.

Robert folded his ears down and whined, letting his tongue lap at his brother's paw a few times. He whimpered as Connor walked over to the dishwasher, which was to the right of the oven, separated by a counter. Robert perked his ears and looked up at Jason, licking his lips. He walked over to Jason and let out a soft bark, trying to get his attention.

Perking his ears and lifting his muzzle out of the bowl, Jason looked down and Robert and shook his head. "No, "Puppy", this is my food." He said, quickly getting another mouthful from the bowl.

When he saw Jason take another mouthful of the food, Robert whined louder and leaned forward, rubbing his cheek against Jason's balls. Then he glanced back up at Jason, who looked a bit annoyed.

"Someone already did that. You're not getting my food, doggie." Jason spoke. back up to lean against the counter, keeping a close eye on Robert

Connor cleared his throat and walked over to Robert, grabbing his collar with his left paw. "Bad boy! Don't try to steal uncle James' pet's food!" He shouted, slapping the back of Robert's head with his right paw, making him fold his ears down and whine. "If you want more food, you'll just have to wait for uncle James to come back." He growled down at the puppy.

Jason giggled as he saw Robert lower his head and sit back down. He quickly finished his food and placed the bowl on the counter, then walked over to Robert and patted his head, looking over at Connor. "So... what do you wanna do? We gotta do something while master is gone."

Scratching his chin, Connor shrugged and let go of Robert's collar. "I wanna pet you." He said, reaching up to scratch underneath Jason's muzzle, smiling as he heard him murr. Connor grabbed Jason's collar with the other paw and tugged it downwards, making him crouch and get down on all four, sitting like Robert. After getting Jason to sit, Connor placed his paw on top of Jason's head, scratching lightly, slowly rubbing the tips of his fingers into Jason's scalp. "You like that? Does it feel good?" He asked, smiling as he used his claws to carefully scratch Jason's scalp.

Jason just closed his eyes and murred, nodding slightly as he folded his ears down. He tilted his head and leaned up, licking at the pup's chin. A smile spread across his lips as he heard the pup giggle, and decided to take the licking a bit further... Jason leaned up a bit further and licked at the pup's lips, wrapping his arms around his neck. He grinned widely as he heard the pup giggle, and pressed his tongue against his lips, waiting to see how the pup reacted before doing anything else.

Connor seemed a bit confused as Jason pressed his tongue against his lips. He didn't know what Jason was doing, but something told him to open his mouth, and he did. At the moment his lips spread, Jason's tongue slid between them, and made Connor let out a soft moan as he felt his muzzle getting filled with that soft, wet, wiggling tongue.

When they both had gotten deep into the kiss (Well, Connor didn't know what it was, but still...), tasting each other's saliva, with Robert watching wide-eyed on the sideline. Robert had no idea what to think. His best friend, making out with his underaged brother... Normally, he would've beat the crap out of him, but, for some reason, he didn't... He held it in, bottled it up... Suddenly the door opened and James walked in with a big grin on his lips. "Guess what , pu..." He started, then his grin slowly changed to a snarl as soon as he saw what his pet and the kid was doing.

"Puppy! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" James growled as he walked over and grabbed Jason's scruff, tightly.

Jason felt a jolt go through his body as he suddenly heard his master shouting and felt his scruff grabbed. Before he knew it, his tongue was slid out of Connor's muzzle as his master pulled them apart and lifted Jason up by his scruff. Getting lifted by the scruff with such a tight grip made Jason yelp out. His footpaws didn't touch the floor, so he had nothing to relieve the pressure on his neck. It hurt like hell...

"Fuck! Let me go! It hurts!" Jason yelped, reaching his paws back to grab at his master's arm. His legs were thrashing wildly out into the air as he tried to break loose from his master's grip.

"Good!" James growled, tightening his grip on Jason's neck, but making sure his claws didn't dig into his skin. "Stop squirming you little bitch!" He threatened, roughly shaking Jason.

When he felt his master shaking him, and swung about in the air like a rag-doll, Jason snarled and desperately tried to grab his master's wrist.

Even though Jason was panicking, his right paw touched James' wrist, and out of instinct, he grabbed it and dug his claws into it. James grinded his teeth together and growled. Blood started coming out from where Jason's claws had penetrated. James tried to keep the grip on Jason's neck, but the husky's claws kept digging deeper and deeper, blood soaking the fur on his paw. He had to let go. James let out a loud groan as he relaxed his paw, letting go of Jason, who quickly scurried behind a table at the other end of the room.

"Dammit! Get over here!" James growled, ignoring his bleeding wrist as he walked over to the table and stared at Jason with rage in his eyes. James leaned forward, over the table, and snarled, clenching his paws into fists as he saw that Jason shook his head. "You're just making it worse for yourself..." He growled, narrowing his eyes.

Jason whined and folded his ears down. "I'm sorry, master! I panicked! I didn't mean to make you bleed!" He whimpered, not daring to walk over o the other side of the table. At least, not while his master was still as mad as this.

"It was my fault..."

James looked over his shoulder, down at Connor.

"I just wanted to play with your puppy a little, I didn't think you would get mad. I'm sorry, uncle James." Connor mumbled, folding his ears down and whining in a high-pitched tone. Tears were gathering in the corner of his eyes, soft sniffles coming from his nose.

Something about how the pup looked just... seemed to calm James down... Who could be mad at something like that? He frowned and turned around, facing Connor. "Your daddy would get very mad at me if he found out you did that kind of stuff with my puppy. You aren't allowed to kiss him, ok?" James spoke with his deep voice, trying to seem as sincere as possible.

Connor sniffled again and nodded slightly, looking down at the floor. "I wont do it anymore, promise..." He mumbled, folding his paws together behind his back. "Are... are you still mad, uncle James? I don't want you to hurt your puppy..."

"Neither do I..." Came from the door.

Everybody, apart from Jason, recognized the voice, and Connor wagged his tail, turning around and quickly running towards the lion standing in the doorway.

Sean got down on one knee and chuckled as the pup wrapped his arms around his neck, wrapping his own arms around the pup. "Hi, sweetie. How have you been?" Sean asked. He was wearing a pair of black dress pants, and what looked like a black buttoned half way up silk shirt with the sleeves rolled up, the fur on his chest sticking out from it. The only thing that didn't look like it was part of a suit was the sneakers on Sean's footpaws.

"Hi, daddy! I've been great!" Connor exclaimed, wagging his tail happily, wiping his nose with one of his paws. "Why are you home so early? Uncle James said you wouldn't be back until tomorrow."

"Oh, no reason, I just finished early, and wanted to come see my sweet little..." Sean paused, leaning back to look at Connor's face. His eyes were a bit wet, and his nose too. "Have you been crying? What happened sweetie? Did the puppy bite you?" Sean asked, glancing over at Robert.

James huffed through his nose and looked down at his right wrist, which had stopped bleeding. The cuts weren't that bad, could've been much, much worse...

"No, uncle James got mad at his puppy and lifted him up. Then his puppy got scared and cut his wrist with his claws." Connor explained, folding his ears down again.

"Why did your uncle get mad at his puppy, sweetie?" Sean asked, glancing up at James, and then over at Jason, who was still on the opposite side of the table with his tail tucked between his legs.

"Well... I wanted to play with his puppy while he was gone, and he started licking inside my muzzle." Connor mumbled, .

Sean raised a brow, releasing the pup from his grip and standing up. "Why don't you take daddy's puppy and go to our room? Daddy needs to talk to uncle James..." He said, scowling over at James, who looked to the side, avoiding his brother's gaze.

"Ok, daddy!" Connor exclaimed happily, quickly walking over to Robert, who had kept quiet and just sat still through the entire event. Not much he could do anyway, other than sit still and watch... Connor grabbed Robert's collar and tugged it, leading him towards the door. "If we hurry we can still see some of that 'Anime' stuff. Come on, puppy." He said, leaning up to give his daddy a big smooch on his cheek as they walked past him. "Love you, daddy!"

"Love you too, sweetie." Sean replied, waiting until he was out of the room before he turned to his brother again, looking at him with a dark gaze. "Tell me; Is it really that hard to take care of a kid, for less than a day, without anything happening? Why did you get so worked up over a kiss?"

James raised a brow and leaned against the table, shaking his head. "I thought you didn't want anyone to give the kid tongue. I was just doing what you told me to." He said, tilting his head to both sides, soft cracking noises coming from his neck.

Sean sighed and shook his head."First of all: I give the kid a lot more stuff than just tongue. Second: I gave you that pet to make you happy, not so that you could get pissed and fight with it. Third: Upset the kid again, and I'll make you regret it..." He said, snarling slightly as he turned around, facing the open doorway. "Oh, and James..." He spoke, turning his head to look at James again. "What did you do with the one me and Carl just brought in?"

James huffed through his nose and smirked. "Filled the open spot on our employee list..." He simply said, turning to Jason as his brother chuckled and stepped out of the room. "And you..." He spoke. "You're gonna make up for this..."

Jason lowered his head a bit and nodded, slowly walking over to the side of the table. "Yes master..." He said as he stopped in front of the much larger lion. "What do you want me to do?"

Chuckling, James grabbed Jason's collar. "I won't tell you yet..." He said, pulling Jason with him towards the door. They both exited the kitchen, walking into the hall. Jason was getting a bit familiar with it by now. It was long, dark and badly lighted. On each side there were a few doors, all with different writings on them. James came to a halt in front of one of the doors on the left side. He looked at it and then down at his pet.

"Take a good look at that door. We're gonna be in that room tomorrow." James spoke, waiting for Jason to take a good look at the door, then dragged him on without another word.

When they got back to James' room, James pointed towards the left corner next to the bed. There was a basket there. "Bad boys sleep in the doggy-basket." He said, pushing Jason towards it.

Jason folded his ears flat against his skull as he looked at the basket, then back up at his master. "But I wanna sleep with you..."

"If you do good enough tomorrow you can sleep with me again. Now, go sleep." James huffed, waiting until Jason was done whining and had crawled up in his basket, then clicked the lights off and climbed into his bed. He pulled the blankets over himself and sighed.

After a few minutes of shifting in the bed, James remembered something.

'Oh shit, almost forgot about the other one...'

James quickly got up and walked over to the door on the right side of the room, making sure he didn't make too much noise. His pet seemed to already have dozed off. He opened and stepped through the door, into the bathroom.

"We're doing it tomorrow, ok?" James spoke out into the dark room.

"How much was I getting paid again?" A voice asked.

"Enough. You just make sure he doesn't suspect you're in on it..."

The lights flicked on and a figure smirked at James.

"Don't worry 'bout that. I'm a good actor..."

***

Sean's room.

***

Connor was laying on the couch with his back resting on the left armrest, with his legs spread. Between them were Robert, laying on his back, his head resting on his brother's belly. Robert had his eyes closed, his paws on his own belly. Connor had both paws on Robert's head, rubbing his scalp through the fur on his head. The murrs and moans coming from Robert made Connor giggle in his soft puppy tone.

On the TV there were cartoons playing. The lights were dimmed and the only sound, except from the ones coming from Robert, was the soft buzzing coming from the air-conditioning in the left corner of the room, just under the ceiling.

After rubbing the tips of his fingers around on Robert's scalp a little more, Connor sighed and wrapped his arms around Robert's neck, his arms making a V sign across Robert's chest. "So... Puppy... are you comfy?"

Robert tilted his head a bit and looked up at Connor, nodding slightly.

Connor smiled and gave Robert's cheek a quick kiss. "Mmm... wonder what daddy's gonna do when he gets back from the kitchen. You think he brought us something from the city?" Connor asked, leaning back against the armrest again, getting a shrug from Robert.

They both relaxed on the couch as they watched TV for the next few minutes, before the door opened and Sean walked in, one paw behind his back.

"Hey, sweetie. What are you watching?" Sean asked as he stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.

Connor smiled widely as he turned his head to look at the lion that had just walked in. His tail would have wagged, hadn't it been caught between himself and the couch. "Nothing much, I let the puppy decide. I'm trying to teach him how to use the remote, but he is still pretty dumb... Did you bring us anything?" He asked, eagerly. His eyes were on his dad's right arm, whose paw was behind his back.

Sean smiled and nodded. "Of course I did..." Sean smirked, then pulled out an orange fox-doll. Cute stuffed animals for cute little wolfies, he figured.

When he saw the stuffed animal, Connor seemed a little skeptic. Why would he need a doll? He already had the perfect cuddle-toy laying between his legs. He didn't want anything else than his dad's pup. The lack of extreme joy made Sean a bit confused. His pup used to get excited about anything, even the smallest thing...

"You don't like it?" Sean asked, walking over to lean onto the side of the couch.

"It's nice, and very cute... but... I only want the puppy..."

This comment made Robert smile and shift over to his side, nuzzling the pup's chest with his cheek. "Wuv yoo..." Robert mumbled.

What his brother mumbled made Connor perk his ears. He didn't even care that the puppy had actually said something, which he normally would have been overly excited about. He remembered those words...

***

"Hey, little bro. What'cha doin'?" Connor heard from the door. He was in what looked like a bedroom. It was big, nice, expensive. The spoiled pup kind, with posters and a TV and all kind of game consoles, plus a computer, which he was sitting in front of at that moment.

"Go away, Robert. I have to do my homework..." Connor growled, in an annoyed tone, shutting down the window with Messenger and bringing up a Word document with three sentences written down on it. He had closed down the stuff he wasn't supposed to do, and brought up the stuff he was supposed to do enough at school to know how to do it without anyone noticing.

The sound of Robert's bare footpaws walking through the room made Connor turn around to look at him, snarling slightly. "I said get out! This is very hard stuff! I have to write half a page about my house!" Connor said, waiting until Robert had stopped behind his chair to turn back to the computer, with his big bro' looking over his head.

"Ah... I see you've used your time well... you've already got 'Daddy decides what we can and can't do. My teacher is a bitch for making me write this stupid assignment. I don't like vegetables.'." Robert chuckled, resting his elbows on the back of the office-chair. "Don't you think you should write something else, like: I have a very big and expensive house 'cause my dad has a lot of money. Or maybe you should go for: I was chatting with my friends and watching Youtube when I was supposed to write this."

What his brother said made Connor roll his eyes. "Oh yea... Right... I can't turn that in! Teacher would friggin' kill me... Like she doesn't hate me enough as it is..." Said Connor, sighing softly. "Why do I even have to go to school? Not like I'm learning anything I'm gonna use in the future. I mean come on! When am I gonna need to use a map when I get a job from dad where I only have to sit around and surf the net and get paid for it?" Connor argued, leaning back in his chair.

"Hah! Sounds like you've got it all planned out. You wanna know why people go to school?"

"Tell me..."

"How else would you have met your friends, or meet them at all if you weren't going to the same school? You go there to hang out, and learn some stuff while doing it." Robert explained, a small smirk spreading across his lips. "'Sides, it's always fun to play pranks on the teacher, eh?" He asked, rubbing his little brother's headfur with his paw.

As much as he hated to admit it; his brother did have a point. He had met most of his friends at school, and it was fun to mess with the teacher... "I still hate the homework, though!" Connor complained, swapping his brother's paw away with his own, then placing his elbows on the desk, his muzzle in his paws, sighing again.

Robert smirked and shook his head. "Tell you what: If you play with me a little, then I'll help you write your dumb assignment, k?" He suggested, wrapping his arms around his little brother's neck, who seemed pretty happy about the proposal.

"Wanna play house?" Connor asked, wagging his tail a bit as he turned his head to look up at his brother.

"Only if I get to be the dad this time..." Said Robert, though he knew what he was gonna end up as...

"No way! I wont play unless you're gonna be the pup! It's fun when you're the pup!"

Rolling his eyes, Robert grinned and nodded. "M'kay, silly puppy, you'll get your way... but next time I get to be daddy!"

"Right, whatever you say..." Connor spoke, then tilted his head a bit. He smiled a bit as he looked at Robert, who was walking towards the big twin-sized bed. "Hey, Robert..."

"Yea?" Robert replied, dropping onto the edge of the bed, his paws behind his head.

"I love you, bro'..."

Robert perked his ears and sat up, smiling a bit. "Huh... that was... sudden... Come here..." He said, patting his lap. When Connor had gotten out of the chair and slowly made his way over to his brother, and was about to sit down in the wolf's lap, Robert grabbed him around the waist and threw himself and his brother backwards, onto the bed. A surprised yip escaped from Connor's throat as Robert held him down on the bed. They started wrestling, and were both giggling at each other as they fooled around in the bed.

"Thought we were gonna play house?" Connor spoke, panting as they were having a time-out.

"We're just getting started... Hey, Connor?"

"Yea?"

"Wuv yoo too, lil' bwo..."

"You know... sometimes I wonder if dad's been lying to me..."

"How so?"

"Well... he says your my big brother, but you're such a cub..."

"Oh yea? Weeeelll... Then a cub beat you at wrestling..." Robert smirked.

Connor grinned and shook his head. "Not this time..."

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"Connor? Connor!"

As he slowly returned to the real world, Connor shook his head. 'What was that?.. Hmm... probably just my imagination...' Connor thought. It couldn't be anything real anyway. The wolf he saw was his father's puppy. Why was he calling him 'little brother' though?... No... didn't mean anything.... just a strange daydream...

Then again...

"Hey, dad?" Connor spoke, blinking a bit. He was dizzy for some reason... Meh... must be the heat. It was pretty warm outside, even in the evenings, and it had been a busy day.

"What?"

What's the puppy's name?" Connor asked, tightening his grip on Robert, almost like he was afraid that the puppy was gonna disappear.

Hearing that made Sean raise a brow and frown a bit. "Uhh... he doesn't have a name yet... I thought you could name him. You can call him anything you like." Sean said, a wide smile spreading across his face. If anything was gonna make the pup happy, it was getting to name his pet.

And sure enough, Connor let out an excited yip and whined out of happiness. "Thank you, daddy!" Connor exclaimed, looking down at the puppy again. "I think... I wanna call him Robert..." He said, remembering the name from that dream he just had. It did fit the pup...

That comment made both Sean and Robert perk their ears.

"Umm... why would you wanna call him that? I thought you'd call him 'Spike' or 'Buddy' or something..." Sean spoke, slowly walking away from the couch, over to the desk with the computer on it.

"I just thought it sounded good, and it fits him..." Connor smiled, using his claws to scratch Robert's chest playfully. Of course, that made him murr and let his tongue hang out from his muzzle.

"Mmm... good..." Robert mumbled.

Connor raised a brow and looked over at hid dad, who was looking through a drawer in the desk. "Dad, I think the puppy's learning to talk! But only a little bit." He said, scratching a bit rougher at Robert's chest, making him murr even louder. The more scratchy, the more happy.

"Really..." Sean spoke, looking over his shoulder as he found what he was looking for in the drawer. He would have probably done something to his pet for talking, but two words pronounced in cub language couldn't do too much harm... dammit... he was turning into a softie.. "Sweetie, are you sure you wanna call him Robert?"

There was a slight pause as Connor thought about whether or not he really wanted to name the puppy that... "Hmm... no... I wanna call him Kyle!" Said Connor. "I like that name better!"

Sean seemed relieved as he heard the pup say that. He almost thought the pup was starting to remember stuff. The name must have just been a coincidence... He could put the bottle back into the drawer. The kid didn't need another dose... yet...

"Thats great, sweetie!" Sean exclaimed as he walked back over to the couch after putting the bottle back. "I hereby name my puppy 'Kyle'." He chuckled, placing a paw on the top of Robert's head, rubbing roughly.

"Yay!" Connor exclaimed as he wrapped his legs around Robert's lower chest, tightening his grip around Robert's chest even more. Sean couldn't help but chuckle as his pet was getting the air squeezed out of him by his overly happy kid. It was cute...

Robert would probably have thought it was cute too, if he was watching. But he was more happy with being hugged by his little brother, no matter how roughly. The new name he'd gotten, though, he wasn't so happy with. He already had a name, and if he was gonna get a new one, he didn't want to be named after his brother's favorite doll... but... he'd already been raped, collared and turned into a domesticated pet... this was just another drop of water in the ocean... Wait... he was gonna take this? It wasn't like him not to stand up for himself... huh...

The next few minutes the only thing that happened was more hugging, cuddling, snuggling, fuddling and some more cuddling. Then, Connor let go of the pup and slid out from underneath him, stepping up to his dad to give him a hug.

"I love you, daddy..." Mumbled Connor as he buried the tip of his muzzle in his daddy's chestfur, taking in the sweet, masculine scent of the lion, and wrapped his arms around his dad's lower back.

A long 'Awww' came from Sean as he placed his right paw on Connor's back, getting down on one knee and leaning forward to rub his cheek against the kid's. "You know, I think you're the cutest wolfie in the world... and thats true too..." Sean said, purring softly as he tilted his head to give the kid's cheek a quick lick, making the kid giggle. "But you know what would make daddy happy?" He said, as softly as he could with his deep voice.

"What's that, daddy?" Connor asked, releasing his grip around the lion's lower back and moving his arms to wrap around the lion's neck.

"If you would..." Sean started, holding up the stuffed animal again. "Accept my foxy-doll..." He finished, putting on a childish pouting face. "Pwease?"

Connor sighed and nodded. "Ok..." He mumbled, moving his right paw to grab the doll and hold it up to his cheek, smiling at the lion. "It does look kinda cute..."

Seeing all this, Robert couldn't help but smirk as watched them, leaned over the back of the couch. His brother always had a soft spot for cute stuffed animals, but this one he didn't seem so fond of. Maybe he was finally growing out of it, or maybe it was just 'cause of the stuff he had drunk.

"Now, we gotta go to bed. You..." Sean spoke, leaning back, flicking the kid's nose with his index finger. "Have a big job to do for daddy tomorrow..."

Connor wagged his tail and smiled. "What do I get to do, daddy?" He asked, whining a bit as he saw his dad shaking his head.

"You'll know tomorrow. But, since you've been such a good boy today, I think I'll let the puppy sleep in the bed with us..." Said Sean, chuckling loudly as he saw the expression of sheer joy in the pup's face, and how fast his tail wagged.

"Thank you, daddy!" Connor exclaimed, leaning forward to give the lion a big kiss on the lips, before turning to the couch, looking at Ro... 'Kyle'. "You're sleeping with us, Kyle!"

Even though the name was still a little annoying, Rob... Kyle couldn't help but smile and wag his tail as he leaned over the back of the couch.

Sean smirked and rubbed Connor's head playfully. "C'mon, let's sleep, sweetie. The pup gets the spot next to you." He said, and chuckled as he saw just how much faster Connor's tail started waging after he heard that.

Connor and 'Kyle' went over to the bed and got in, Connor laying on his back, and Kyle on his side, snuggling up against the pup. Sean was walking over to the door to dim the lights. He knew that the kid was a little scared of the dark, so he didn't turn it all the way off. After dimming the lights, Sean got in the bed, on Connor's left side. He slid a paw underneath the pup, then wrapped his arm around him, purring softly.

They all slowly drifted into sleep after about twenty minutes of snuggling, though Sean stayed awake longer than the other two, thinking of what was gonna happen tomorrow. As he lay there, thinking, he looked over at the sleeping wolves. He knew the older one could take it, but the young one...

He'd find out tomorrow. Now all he wanted was sleep...

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So, after rewrites, deletes, adding and editting, and I finally finished it...

Thanks for reading, and please, do tell me how I can improve.