Doggie Do's and Doggie Dont's. Chapter Seven.
Doggie Do's and Dont's Chapter Seven By Roofles
Tom laughed at another crude joke the dog made, not fully understanding it and figure it was in some way a racial remark towards cats but in a friendly enough light that he didn't focus on it. Not too much anyways. He found himself holding the dogs paw as they walked up the steps to their apartment a little after noon.
The stop at the restaurant was only the first thing Axon had planned. Tom was soon taken on a guide of all the little stores in the area. As he figured most of them were like the Badger's Greenery and were literal translation of the place. His favorite stop had to be the Otter's Cove. The family of otters were friendly enough but the small pups they had running around were far too adorable for words and Tom had to stop himself from asking if he could take one home as a teddy bear. From there the two walked back to the large parking lot on the otherside of the small "city". They took the long way and Tom soon learned of the park behind the buildings.
The coarse pads felt warm around his hand. The strong fingers held his hand securely and tight and as they reached the tops of the steps and stood there for a second Axon rubbed the back of Tom's hand with a thumb. Looking down at the man Axon bent over and placed a soft, subble kiss on his lips.
It was over as quickly as it was given though Tom found that he hadn't gotten his hand back and doubted he would. The dog was very...affectionate in the open or not to Tom's dismay. He felt embarassed with the PDA and Axon was reasonable enough about it. The one thing the dog wouldn't let slide his holding his hand. It reminded Tom of an old Beatles song and the man would be lieing if he didn't like it. The fur was soft. Like silk sheets. He could only feel it between the squishy large paw pads and on the backs and sides of the fingers but still he enjoyed it. The flesh was warm almost hot to the touch and even in the nice windy day Tom felt hot next to Axon. He could feel the blood rushing underneath his paw pads and standing so close to the dog as he was now he could smell that faint musky scent coming from his body. It was clean and natural. It was a male scent but unique to the saint bernard.
Axon had showered that morning as he did every morning. Using a shampoo base that was odorless. A dogs sense of smell was so strong that any scented blend would wreck havoc on the sinuses. So the dog, like most, bought and used the scentless kind. It left his fur soft with a downey feel. Like holding a warm cloud, Tom thought holding the heavy paw in his hand. But on the brisk walk and outing under the spring sun with his thick coat of fur Axon found himself being more "musky" than not.
"You like my fwuffy paws?" Axon teased watching the man inspect his heavy paw in his hand. Tom was wondering when he was going to let go of him however.
"Your the one holding me." Tom laughed though a light blush filled his cheeks at having been caught in the act.
"My fwuffy fwuffy paw likes you." Axon cooed softly bringing his other paw up and placing it on the side of Tom's face. That light blush began to deepen into a maroon as Axon stroked the side of his face tenderly.
Tom pulled back but the strong grip held him though Axon stopped petting. The dog bent down once more and gave him a soft kiss. "Hey now," Tom said unable to meet his eyes as the flush finally took over his face.
"I think you like it." Axon cooed kissing him again. "I think you love it." He murred softly closing the distance and pressing down on him. "I know you do." He teased a bit nosing at him as a paw laced around his waist and grinded him close.
Axon was still only wearing the loose baggy pants he had on that morning. The sweater vest had been discarded in some unknown garbage can and was never seen again. That heavy furry body pressed down on Tom as Axon grinded closer. The fur covered chest rubbed against his still red face. The heat and smell alone made Tom's face turn a darker shade let alone for the powerful thumping of the heart underneath,; his lumbered breaths and the murring growl the dog was making didn't help either.
"Oh come on now," Tom laughed embarrassed pushing him back or trying to.
"What?" Axon growled playfully beginning to nip at his cheek and down his neck. "Not like anyone can see us."
It was roughly at the time that the arm around his waist dropped down to lift him up by his rear that a bag of groceries crashed to the ground. The two looked over at the elderly woman, smiled and waved. "Hello Ms. Johnson." They said in unison Tom still lifted off the ground by Axon.
...
"I wonder what her problem was." Axon grumbled pouting as he shut the door behind Tom. "It's not like I was fucking you right there and then."
"You mean getting fucked." Tom said with a raised eyebrow looking back at the dog as he took his coat off and hung it on one of the hooks along the wall.
"I mean...wait." Axon looked at him. An uneasy silenced followed before he continued. Tom could practically hear the rusty gears in his head turning. "I thought you were a bottom."
"What gave you that impression?" Tom chuckled kicking his shoes off next to the door and heading into the living room.
"Well I mean just." Axon said sizing him up by measures his height (walking away) and the floor with his paw.
"Now whose making assumptions." Tom called in from the living room as Axon frowned in the doorway.
"So how will that...how does this work?" Axon pondered aloud walking into the living room slowly rubbing his chin as he still sized the man up. He was bigger than Tom so he naturally figured that he'd be doing the...topping.
"How does what work?" Tom inquired taking a seat on the couch and looking over and up at the big dog.
"Well I mean...us?" Axon said motioning between the two of them. Tom still just looked at him.
So, very crudely, Axon began to explain using only his paws. Bumping his index fingers together, forming a hole with his thumb and index with one paw and using the other to push into it index first. And out. And in. And out. Then the fingers began sword fighting, scissors and other things that Tom was sure didn't apply to not them. Such as the crude slurping noises he made into his palm and at the end Axon was just licking his fingers presumably from the meal they had come from.
"Isn't that half the fun?" Tom shrugged in response and the expression he got from the dog told him otherwise. Axon stopped slurping his palm but his muzzle was still open and his eyes were looking at him as if he was the one licking his palm and not the dog. As if he was the strange one here. "Ok, not as much fun." Tom chuckled and fell silent.
Axon shifted his heavy paws, rubbing them back and forth on the carpet before taking a seat next to him and plopping down on the couch. The couch heaved at his weight and Tom found himself rise up with his side of the couch as Axon side sank in with his weight. It was as if the boat they were in was sinking on Axon's side. The man held the arm rest as the couch slowly weazed and deflated back down to its original size. The large dog had folded his paws in his lap and stared down at them as if in deep thought.
A loud rumbled sounded and the inside as Axon's ears darkened. He brought a paw up to rub his belly and laughed.
Tom shook his head. "We just ate."
"When your as big and mean and a killing machine as me you get hungry. A lot." Axon stood up and headed into the kitchen. "You want anything."
Tom laughed. "Maybe a water or something to drink would be nice."
"Alright. Beer it is."
Tom lounged back on the couch and yawned. He wasn't sure why the dog had asked for them to get up so early. He was defiantly not a morning person. And if Axon hadn't been so assertive about him coming along (and he'd be lieing if that wasn't an attractive quality) he would've just turned him down. The fact the dog had barged into his house when he opened the door for him and nearly forced him against the wall to ask him out was... "Hot." Tom muttered to himself crossing his legs and closing his eyes.
He could hear the dog in the other room fussing around as if searching for something. A few moments later Tom heard several things crash to the floor and a string of curses that followed the sound. Tom chuckled to himself and opened his eyes as Axon popped his head around the corner.
"Want a hot dog?"
Tom raised and eyebrow and kept his lips shut not about to give the dog any ammunition.
"You want a weenie?"
Still Tom didn't bite.
"A hot, juice dripping sausage between two buns?"
Tom just looked at the dog.
"You don't want a weiner?" Axon asked pulling from around the corner in his strong grip a very flaccid looking...hot dog. "No weiner?" He asked shaking it back and forth. It made a squishing sound from the juices it had been soaking in on the side of his paw as he shook it back and forth. It ended up resting on the back of his paw, a very sad sight indeed Tom thought.
"I'll...pass." Tom chuckled shaking his head.
"Your loss." Axon said opening his muzzle up and slurping the full hot dog into it. "Juicy."
"I prefer mine warm, thanks. With extra mayo." Tom grinned. Axon was too busy licking his palm to notice however and just headed back into the kitchen.
For a few seconds Tom figured Axon really was just offering him a meal and that was going to be that but then the dog's head popped back from around the corner.
"We're still going to have sex right?" Axon asked bluntly.
Tom just smiled and nodded. He could see the dogs tail wagging as he went back around the corner to finish prepping and cooking his meal.
The man shook his head wondering what kind of man he had ended up with. What kind of dog rather. And for some reason that didn't seem to be that important right now. Him being a dog. Then again, he weighed it out, Axon was a special case in the matter. Tom saw him for what he was but still felt as if he was just with another good, dear friend...wearing a dog costume.
A dog costume in only a pair of boxers it seemed.
Axon came around the corner two minutes later having discarded his pants in the kitchen somewhere with only his T-bone pink boxers on with a plate of hotdogs in paw, a six pack of beer in the other. He tossed the beer over and Tom "oofed" as he caught the ice cold beer and was forced to sit up. He moved his legs over and off the couch setting the beer on the coffee table but out of the corner of his eye he watched the dog strutted over unashamed of his boxers and sat down next to him.
Tom was ready this time as the dog sat down and held the armrest for support before it deflated once more. Axon was panting happily down at the three hot dogs in front of him slathered up with ketchup, relish, mayo, freshly chopped onions and mustard. Tom wondered if his size was just due to genetics or a healthy appetite.
Tom could feel himself getting hot again, uncomfortable in his cloths as he sat there next to the nearly naked dog. It was as if someone had turned up the tempature in the room. He let out a long breath trying to cool down, closing his eyes and leaned back against the couch trying to not think it over.
This was different. Casual. It was Axon for Pete's sake! Tom kept telling himself though he still felt that warm, uncomfortable feeling inside. It was Axon, his best friend. Which is why his palms were sweating.
That, or he reasoned, that it might have something to do wih the fact he hadn't done it in a while. Or with a dog. A dog that could bench press him if he wanted too. Only using one arm.
"Urgh," Tom groaned rubbing his eyes.
Axon lifted a floppy ear and looked over at him still munching on one of the hot dogs. "Hmph?" He grunted, questioning the sound.
"Nothing just tired." Tom laughed looking over at him. He sat up and punched his arm playfully. Even so he only ended up hurting his own hand. "Some jackass work me up in the middle of the morning to go to breakfast."
"It was a good breakfast." Axon shrugged.
"It was. And said jackass did pay." Tom nodded. "But why did we only go to breakfast? Well and a rather long walk... I thought you had something else planned."
"I did." Axon gulped the last bit of the hot dog down and picked up the next one. "We came home early 'cause we were going to have sex." Axon replied simply. It was such a casual way of stating and saying it that it caught Tom off guard. It was as if he was asking if Tom wanted to have a cup of tea...with lots of cream that is.
"Yes since it'll take ten hours." Tom rolled his eyes.
The dog barked a laughed, setting the plate down two of the three hot dogs missing from it now. "It's not like we can't go out later tonight. Oh! There was that scary movie you wanted to see. You can cuddle up close," he teased. "So you don't need to be scared."
"I'd only be scared because Tom Cruise is in it." Tom joked pushing his side with far more force than he had used before. Axon actually budged, slightly, this time.
"Don't worry I'll save you from the scientologist!" Axon said this following up by pouncing on the man next to him. Tom tried to fight him off with a laugh as the dog hugged him. "No bad science will hurt you."
Tom laughed pushing his muzzle out of his face. "Relish breath!"
Axon pulled back a bit with a frown. The dog took a breath, pounded his chest and then let out a loud belch making the man underneath him squirm more.
"Your trying to kill me! This is how it ends. Not with a bang but a burp." Tom gagged covering his face.
"Oh come on!" Axon rolled his eyes before shoving his large muzzle down at him once more. He pressing his paws down on his shoulders nosing at his face. Axon couldn't resist and his tail went rigid as the idea binged in his head.
Tom saw the look on his face and quickly objected, loudly. But only got a face full of tongue in return.
Axon licked his full face and began panting afterwards wagging his tail happily.
Tom gagged and brought a hand up to wipe the drool off. He opened and eye and was about to say something but stopped. Axon's lips were pink but had black markings here and there. In the center of the dog's tongue was black mark like a stretched diamond shape. Tom pushed himself back still disgruntled about his face being violated so but his previous retort was lost.
"Your far tastier." Axon snickered grinning toothily. Tom wasn't sure if being compared to the hot dogs was a good thing or not. Axon's tongue slurped from the end of his muzzle once more about to lick the mans face. Tom clamped the dogs muzzle shut around the tongue with both hands stopping him halfway.
"Please don't." Tom chuckled.
Axon tried to talk but failed to translate anything comprehendable. Tom hesitated before letting his muzzle go.
"But I wanna." The dog pouted frowning down at him.
Axon lowered his head and Tom was afraid he'd get another sloppy kiss. Instead he got a soft lick against his cheek and a cold nose pressing just underneath his eye. The dog continued to mutter as he kissed his way down. "I wanna just lick you all up." A soft growl filled the air.
Twin lips pressed against Tom's neck making him go rigid. Velvety soft they parted and a warm, moist humid breath washed over his skin. Goosebumps formed where the breath hit and they were soon met by a large soggy, warm tongue that licked them all up and away. Leaving nothing but warm drool behind.
"Gobble you all up, heh." Axon chuckle darkened a bit as a paw roamed down his chest. The dull claw pulled lightly on the buttons of his shirt, down to his pants and with his whole palm rubbed him roughly through the fabric. "Every drop." He breathed heavily rubbing his thumb at the tip of the thickening mass in Tom's pants.
Tom pulled back but the other paw was firmly pressed on his chest and was busy working his shirt off.
"H-hey!" Tom interjected though he was breathing heavier now hot in the face. Every rub of his head made him take another gasp of a breath.
"Take off your shirt. Now." Axon growled beginning to pant more heavily. Licking his jowls he rose up above the man and pressed his lips down on his forcefully shoving his tongue into Tom's mouth.
Tom nearly gagged as his mouth was filled with tongue but pressed back into the kiss and tasted the relish on his breath. Axon snorted hot breath over his face pressing further down on him, wrestling his tongue until it submitted and Axon's tongue dominated his mouth. Tom was busy working the buttons on his shirt to care about such a thing just enjoying the feel.
Axon grabbed the shirt and ripped it open popping the last button off. The saint bernard watching the button bounce off the table and finally pulled back and off of him. He slurped his tongue around in his muzzle tasting the man before speaking. "Woops."
Tom sat up a bit and followed his gaze over. "It's just a button." And with that a furry arm snuck into his shirt, lacing around his back and pulled his now bare chest against the dog's fuzzy one.
The man felt that soft fur rubbed against his slightly hairy chest, the warm flesh underneath pressing against his own and would have sworn the musk coming from him was only getting stronger. Tom swallow the taste in his mouth as he moved his arms back for the shirt to slip off and be discarded to the side. He wasn't able to savor the feel of the warmth or cope with the taste in his mouth as Axon laid him back down on the couch and quickly began devouring his chest.
Licks were followed by love bites. Gnawing on his chest and teasing his nipples with his tongue and mouth Axon just growled lustfully against him. Strong paws rubbed up Tom's sides as Axon soaked in the feel of the man under him. The smell, taste and warmth of the smaller male made his sheath begin to fill. His fingers flexed on Tom's sides as his nose ran down the center of his chest and Axon found himself stopping the descent to lick at his happy trail.
It was like getting a bath. A tongue bath and Tom just laid back enjoying the feel. He did tense when those teeth clamped around his bare nipples. He figured by the next morning his whole chest would be covered in hickies and love bites and possible bruises though with the eargerness Axon was beginning to show. Though it was only when Axon slurped up his happy trail and into his belly button that Tom squirmed and pushed back on the large head with a laugh.
"Hey now that tickles!" Tom laughed still hot in the face.
"Tickles?" Axon asked looking up at him. And the look on Tom's face said enough. Axon just grinned.
"No. No, no, no. Don't! Don't you dare..." Tom said crawling as far back on the couch as he could manage or that the dog would allow. "Wait!" He gasp as the dog began tickling his sides mercilessly.
Turning from side to side Tom begged for mercy and it fell on deaf ears as the devil dog continued to grin wickedly at the torture he was inflicting on the smaller man.
With tears in his eyes Tom pleaded once more and got another sloppy kiss from the dog in turn. "Why stop?" Axon questioned smooching the side of his face once more. He grinded down on him still only in his thin quickly filling boxers. "You seem to be enjoying it far more than me."
Placing a hand on the side of his fuzzy face Tom pushed Axon's head away from his own. The whiskers on the muzzle tickled his palm. He brushed Axon's fur back as he rubbed the side of his muzzle down to his cheek. He caressed the soft fur and felt Axon rest his large head on it looking at him with enduring eyes. There was something in those eyes that Tom couldn't put his finger on though.
Then Axon belched again.
Tom frowned as the bloated dog laid across him rubbing his stomach. "I think the relish went bad."
"So has your breath." Tom grumbled under the dog waving a hand in front of his face.
Axon just grunted in turn rubbing his gut. The big dog rolled to the side his back hitting the back of the couch and nearly toppling the thing over. Tom scooted over so the big dog would have some room but in turn had to cling to him so he wouldn't fall off. Not that the big dog seemed to mind weasling an arm underneath and around Tom. Axon rolled his head back onto the armrest and groaned rubbing his gut.
"And here I was with the impression that you had an iron belly." Tom laughed rubbing the dog's stomach; more like patting it but as his fingers touched the fluffy fur, doughy skin underneath Axon murred low moving his paw aside and exposing his full stomach to him.
It was clear what he wanted and as Tom began to scratch softly, it became rather clear how much the saint bernard was enjoying it. Tom pressed his fingers into that thick fur and felt the squishy belly underneath. The dog's skin was warm to the touch and the more he scratched the more response he got from the dog.
Scratching all over his belly Axon squirmed and twisted, kicking his legs as a soft low growl of a whine escaped his lips.
Tom had been teased and tortured before so he was just giving the dog his own medicine in the form of a pleasing belly rub.
Axon pulled a leg back in from over the other side of the couch and kicked the other armrest with it. His murr deepened as the scratches continued, stronger and faster. The big dog began to whine again before he let out a deep long sigh and melted next to him.
Tom laughed at the sight of the big dog lounging out with his paws dangling off the side of the couch; an arm up on the back and the other wrapped around him. His floppy ears were tossed back with his head and his white fur neck was exposed for the world to see. A low steady murr still rumbled in his chest.
So the man did what the dog had done and moved closer to kiss at his neck. He could feel the dog flex as the belly rub stopped and his neck was pressed against. Tom could feel the dogs breath quicken. Breathing in raggedly and shivering at the feel; Tom could even feel him swallow before that muzzle opend up to breath hottly into the air.
"Now that feels nice." Axon murred. He brought a paw up to rub the back of Tom's head encouraging him further.
Tom wasn't one for licking as the dog was but he bit and nommed the dog's loose skin. In the end he cuddled his head closer to his large warm neck wrapping an arm around his chest and hugging him close. Axon's body was warm, fluffy and welcoming. It was like hugging his best friend in a dog costume Tom thought happily.
The breeze wafting in was chilling in contrast to the warm fuzzy space heater he was laying next to and slightly ontop of. Tom rubbed the dogs chest, feeling the fur slide through his fingers and back out. His hand drifted lower scratching his belly some more before moving down to his pink T-bone boxers.
With his head securely against the dogs neck Tom blindly felt at the fabric and elastic band. Fingering at the band he slipped his thumb inside keeping the rest to explore outside of the fabric. Tracing his sheath with his fingers as his thumb slid further in Tom listened to the murring sound the dog made; feeling his heart quicken and hear him hold his breath. The soft squishy sheath responded in turn with a twitch filling quickly up fully. It was only when his fingers pressed down groping him and his thumb slid into to brush against the opening that Tom took real notice. The strange feel of his thumb slipping into the sheath wasn't something he was expecting.
The dog had to curve his spine a bit due to his size to allow the man next to him to grope him. Tom sat up and looked down continueing to explore with his digits. Putting it delicately Tom stated his concern. "The fuck?"
Axon ears lifted up and looking at Tom's face he followed his eyes down his body to the bulge in his pants. The sheath was sculpted through the fabric with a large set of orbs resting beneath it. The boxers had fit rather well when he first came into the room and now it looked as if he was wearing a size too small allowing for his package to be perfectly outlined and pressing through the fabric.
"Oh," Axon said the light flicking on in his head. "Here." He boosted his hind quaters up and pulled the boxers down to his knees before resting back and snuggling up once more. He opened his legs exposing himself fully, the tip of his tail wagging. The dog seemed to be a shameless creature and Tom loved that about him. "Enjoy." Axon said laying back with his floppy ears drooping over the armrest like before. His tail just wagged as he expected the wonderful feel of that hand once more on him or, hopefully, a mouth.
Tom raised an eyebrow looking at the dog's muscular white fur thighs and at the slightly brown, slightly black and mostly white sheath resting between them with a fuzzy white fur sack dangling below. The sheath was large and fully filled. A red tip was poking out of the front now an the dog shivered a bit as the cold air washed over his exposed head.
"I suppose he is a dog..." Tom said to himself unsure of exactly how to proceed from this point
Axon looked up again after nothing happened, a bit annoyed now, to see what the problem was. "What do you mean?" Axon inquired still frustrated at being teased so. "What were you expecting?" He asked lifting up his leg and turning himself to him more nearly humping at him. Axon wiggled his rear end making his sack flop between his thighs. "I think its rather impressive. There has been many a-nights that this baby has kept me up." Still seeing the confusion on Tom's face, and assumng it was disappointment, Axon frowned. "Let's see yours."
"That's not what I meant." Tom chuckled a bit uncomfortable starting to undo the front of his own pants though. He fumbled with the button, zipped it down and climbed on top of the dog so he could angle himself right to take the pants off.
Axon watched with an amused expression as the man pulled his pants down, rolled back to the side and then lifting his own hind quaters up to pull down his boxers. They ended up around his knees as well matching the dog laying next to him. Axon didn't even bother to show shame as he stared at him devouring his half erect length with his eyes. A paw twitched and if he wasn't expecting some satisfaction he would've happily helped the man next to him out.
The big dog cocked his head to the side. "I suppose so." He grunted. With a shrug he looked back at Tom. "So how you wanna do this?" Axon licked the side of his teeth for all purposes appearing as bland and uninterested as Tom normally did.
"How you wanna do this?" Tom mimiced his heavy voice as he looked at the dog. "Our first time and that's what you have to say about the occassion?" Tom laughed.
"First time?" Axon was taken aback. "I've done this countless times by myself." He grinned and Tom just looked at him.
The man finally gave in and laughed shaking his head. He got a kiss on the cheek soon afterwards and an affectionate nuzzle. Still Tom felt uncomfortable with the idea and the thoughts of the burly dog "doing it countless times" was making him feel warm again; tingly in all the right spots. That or it was the hot breath panting against his face. Or thick musky smell rising up from the dog's now uncovered groin.
Tom scratched Axon's belly some more making the dog squirm. It only seemed to encourage Axon's panting though and the dog began nosing his face.
"So?" Axon inquired nosing some more. "Me on top?" With that he pulled Tom over and rolled ontop. "Or you?" He flopped back onto his side and rolled Tom ontop. "Then comes to the position." Axon mused as Tom did his best not to grind his semi-hard cock against the dog's sheath though being jostled around and hugged, pressed on and basically grinded against wasn't helping keep his level head. "There's missionary. Cowgirl. Reverse cowgirl. Or my favorite." Axon grinned and Tom groaned already knowing what was coming. "Doggie style."
"Can't we just talk and get to know each other?" Tom offered but couldn't help the smile on his face at the tease.
Axon frowned. Using his full paw he wrapped it around Tom's bare exposed manhood and gave it a strong squeezing stroke. The same thumb from before rubbed his sensitive head. Tom could only gasp and groan pushing against the dog at the feel.
"Unfair." Tom said. "Low blow. Below the belt. That's a cock move."
Axon rolled his eyes. "That last was a stretch." The dog said letting him go. He brought his thumb up and licked it. "Not bad though." He said looking down at his groin. "How big are ya?"
"Get a yard stick and find out." Tom joked but the dog began to move at that and the man had to hold him down. "I was kidding!"
Frowning again Axon seperated his fingers into what he assumed to be an inch and began trying to measure him. Tom swatted the hand away like annoying fly and laughed.
"Meanie." Axon whined licking his paw with puppy dog eyes up at him. The dog looked off to the side still pouting. Tom noticed the not so subtle opening of his legs and displaying himself once more for the man. The dog coughed an "Ahem!". Tom rolled his eyes, rolled onto his side and stared down at his groin.
Tom rubbed Axon's thigh and used the tip of his finger to trace across the side of the sheath. Axon let out a slow breath as he did feeling the fur on his sheath stand up slightly from the attention it was desperately aching for. The finger went back up as it reached the base, tracing along the top of it this time far stronger than it had on the side. Tom watched it closely as he felt it remembering the reaction for future reference. The spongy sheath was just a barrier of flesh and fur between the hardening cock inside.
The sheath was a spongey loose flesh like an extended forskin covered in fur Tom noticed. Which led to him wondering if, like himself, all furs were uncircumcision. And he didn't have a problem with that as he stroked down its length pulling the sheath lightly back with it and having a good three inches of the door spill out. He noticed the knot forming at the very base of it pressing lightly in protest against the sheath. There was response but not as much as he expected or wanted. The rubbing of the sheath wasn't much, pulling it back however did get some notice and a groan from the dog. He got more reaction from the belly rub however.
"Here." Axon said bring a paw down to grip the base of his sheath and pulled it down for him coaxing his length all the way out in the air. It stood rigid, shivering at the cold but standing tall and proud as the dog's flag. Tom did notice that the bulb at the very bottom of his length nearly got stuck in the sheath having expanded by quite a lot since it first appeared.
Like the dogs lips and tongue the red length that slid from his sheath had black markings like splotches of ink. The width of the whole thing was thinner than he expected from the dog but the length made up for it and the foreign bulb at its base was an oddity that Tom tried not to wrap his mind around. Though he had seen similar shaped dildos.
Tom wrapped his hand just above the bulb and stroked upwards getting cooes and murrs of pleasure from the dog he once more laid back and just soaked in the feel. That was the reaction Tom was expecting too see. It might've been slender at first but the more he squeezed and stroked its length the thicker it grew. He could feel the hot blood pumping underneath and hear the panting of the dog above deepen as if someone had turned up the heat.
It was only when he brought his other hand over to rubbed and squeeze the dog's knot that Axon let out a low whine. The pointed tip began to leak. Axon bit his bottom lip, rolling his shoulders as echoes of pleasure vibrated up his being from his knot the very source of a dog's pleasure it seemed.
This didn't go unnoticed by Tom and he doubled the effort he was putting into it. Rubbing it with his full hand and fingers, using the friction of his palm to jerk and pull at it and squeeze it like a stress pull.
Axon kicked a leg and let out a yip as he did so. Tom stopped only for half a second when Axon begged for him to continue. Smiling at that Tom took his hand away, scooting down the couch to get closer to the groin.
He moved over, swallowing loudly before pressing his lips down on the knot. He got a noticable reaction as Axon's thighs tightened and the dog's breath caught in his throat. Licking, breathing warmly against it, Tom continued to work and tease the knot. Biting lightly at it he rubbed the dog's still expanding length.
The dog's cock twitched at that jumping and squirting pre onto his chest. Tom could hear the labored breath Axon gave afterwards.
A paw was placed on his shoulder gently guiding him back.
"Hun," Axon said taking a moment to cool his head. "Do you want me to top you or?"
Tom licked his lips. He looked at the dog's slightly twitching cock and back at that face. "I'm enjoying this." He said planning on waiting for at least their second real date before trying to take that.
"Oh, ok." Axon said. He pulled himself back up onto the couch more. "Do you want me to turn over or...?" The dog's voice was suprisingly meek and timid for a creature his size.
"Well there's always 69." Tom offered gesturing down to his fully erect member.
Axon eyes widen a bit as he only now seemed to remember Tom had a "lickable bone" as Axon would put it. The dog nodded flopping his ears as he did so.
So Tom got up and laid down the other way that the dog was and crawled back up on his thigh to face his groin. He could feel the dog's breath wash over his own expose groin as he got into position. He looked down to see the dog with closed eyes sniffing at his sack; the muzzle parted like a drooling cavern, a large red tongue slurping out to collect his sack and scoop it into his muzzle. It shut around him making Tom breath quicken.
The man swallowed and turned back to the dog's twitching groin. The tip still was leaking pre but he'd ignore that for now. Instead he mimiced the dog and inspected his hefty sack. Nosing at it, he twitched his nose at the heavy musky smell coming from it. Closing his eyes he opened his mouth and licked at it tasting the dog's body.
He couldn't manage both orbs in his mouth but Tom "swallowed" one and sucked on it licking at the underside. It seemed to be the sweet spot for the dog who stopped his own work to enjoy Tom's. Axon lowered his other leg ontop of Tom's face holding him closer to his groin as he murred around Tom's sack that slipped out of his muzzle covered in drool.
Licking underneath the musky sack Tom pressed more into his groin until Axon's whole sack was pressing against his face. The man licked and kissed underneath, applying pressure that made the dog whine loudly squeezing his furry, muscular legs around Tom's head gently.
"Ooooh!" Axon howled softly his tail thumping quickly as Tom pulled back to get a fresh breath. "You really do know your way around a dog."
"Sure." Tom chuckled using a hand to continue to massage and knead Axon's sack as his lips went back to kissing the engorged knot.
Tom knew why the dog had stopped to ask now. The knot was full sized and if he tried to get on it as it was there would be...complication. Even the full length had thicken a considerable amount; much to his enjoyment. It was easier to grip, squeeze and stroke this way. Likewise Tom wondered how it would work if he had bottom for the dog; the thick mass increasing inside, plugging his rear as the dog fucked him. The thought was kind of erotic he had to admit.
Closing his eyes he thought of that as he continued to stimulate the knot, stroke his length and knead his sack. Axon was in a similar mind as he nosed and nuzzled his length against his muzzle. Opening up and devouring the whole cock like he had the hot dog. Sucking on it, slickening its length and lapping at his head with his thick broad tongue. Though the end result wasn't as impressive as his own Axon had to admit that it would be a funner ride getting onto it. Once the dog knotted there wasn't much needed to be done; it made him wonder, and fantasize, about how this man would keep himself in.
Once Tom began to hump Axon followed suit. Tom had planned on swallowing his length and sucking every inch of him but the hollowed bone in the shaft made it rather problematic at his angle. Deciding it was worth the trouble Tom pushed Axon's legs down and rolled up ontop of him sitting on the dog's face.
The hair on the back of Tom's neck stood on end as that large cold black, bumpy nose pressed into his sack fully as he sat on the face. A vibrating murr came from the dog as he changed positions and even got a thumps up from Axon who was busy bobbing up and down on his length.
Tom had to take a moment to allow a groan to escape him; the feel of that dog's muzzle around his length was something. Not only could he get his full length into it it fit perfectly; combined with that thick tongue and powerful slurps it was like nothing he had ever experienced. The suction was lacking but Axon made far made up for it.
Taking Axon's dripping tip he guided it up and into his mouth. The pre still leaked from its surface, coating its underside allowing for a perfect slide into his mouth. It was harder and less "rubbery" than he was used too it remained firm and rigid the whole time. Tom could slide down its length easily without any problem. The tip drippled down his throat as his lips met the knot of a mock kiss. He gave the length a strong suck before pulling back, swallowing a great deal of pre that had squirted out from its tip.
Wrapping his lips halfway down he firmly gripped it, wrapping a hand around the knot, and began rocking up and down on it. Keeping the suction securely fasten he pulled back time and time again making the dog splay his toes and roll his ankles; Axon even kicked the cushion again as he growled loudly in pleasure from it. The combine effort of his suction and knot play was something the dog hadn't experience before.
There was little warning or heads up before Tom felt the length in his mouth tremble and molten watery cum spray into it. He had to pull back only sucking on the top, playing with his knot as he did, and even then by the end of it a good portion spilled down his chin and onto the dog's stomach.
Tom swallowed the load and wiped his mouth. Closing his eyes he enjoyed the strange bitter taste as his own length was sucked and lapped at. He was not expecting the dog beneath him to kick up, grab him with his legs and pull him back down onto his groin; nor the fact Axon rolled over laying on top of him and was beginning really get into it.
Bobbing up and down on his head Axon made a make shift suction using his whole muzzle as a vaccum around Tom. Axon still hefty, if spent, sack bounced on Tom's face as the dog began humping down onto him with his half erect member. Growling lustfully Axon gripped his sides and continued.
Tom kept his eyes closed. Feeling the weight and warmth of the dog, smelling his musky scent and tasting the dog in his mouth still Tom held his breath; tightening up and with a powerful thrust came into the dog's muzzle.
The portion was far less than the dog's but he was sure the substance of it would make up. And Axon swallowed, sure enough, the dog continued to suck on his member seeking more. It was only as that broad tongue slapped against his sensitive head did Tom say anything about it.
Growling in annoyance Axon rolled to the side (and nearly off) of the couch. He pressed the man against the back of the couch with his groin pouting as he licked around his muzzle collecting every stray piece of his release.
"I can't believe I came first." Axon frowned sitting up to look at Tom who was still between his legs.
Tom pushed him back and shook his head, blinking a few times before looking at him. "Really?" Tom asked figuring that the dog lasted far longer than he assumed he would.
"I wanted to taste you as I turned you over and face fucked you." Axon shrugged casually.
"You planned to flip me over from the start?"
Axon just nodded.
Tom groaned and rested against on of the dog's muscular thighs.
"Hey." Axon spoke up. Tom looked over at him. "Hot dog?" Axon offered him the last of his meal.
"Sorry just had one." Tom replied rolling his eyes.