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Dalupine Day 2: Bonding with a Pup

Part One

Donald woke up and looked at the clock on the nightstand; it was just after 5 A.M. He could feel Brenton's arms embracing him. Suddenly, he remembered what happened the previous night.

As everything came flowing back, the spotted hound got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. He left the door cracked and stood with his back toward the mirror to inspect is ass. While turning his head to see his reflection, he could see a tent of red still lingering on his firm, young behind. He reached back to touch one of his cheeks; it stung a little, but the pain was ignorable.

Donald moved to the toilet and aimed his flaccid boyhood towards the water. As he urinated, his mind started to relax and piece together his thoughts. He stopped his flow of water when he heard the door creak open. He looked over his shoulder; he saw the brown lupine standing in the door way.

"Scoot over, Pup. I gotta take a piss," Brenton said. After the teen complied, the wolf took the spot beside him. The wolf shot a strong stream of urine into the toilet.

Donald tried to keep his eyes facing forward; however, they kept drifting to the older canid beside him. He realigned his aim, closed his eyes and managed to empty the rest of his bladder before reopening them. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the erect manhood of the older male. He stared at it with his peripheral vision. He felt a big, strong, firm hand on his head.

"Maybe ya should take a picture," the older canid said as he gently messaged the adolescent's scalp. "After all, this was in ya to the hilt last night. Ya might as well know what it looks like." Brenton reached out his hand and turned Donald's head gently towards him.

The Dalmatian's eyes widened at the sight of Brenton holding his hard bone by the sheef. It was the first full grown penis he had seen in a long time; and he was enthralled by it. To him, it was a huge, red, uncut staff of masculinity that he couldn't help but admire. He didn't even realize that his own pink staff was at full mast.

"Like what ya see, Pup?" the wolf snidely asked while holding back a laugh.

The spotted teen looked down and noticed his arousal; he quickly covered it with his hands and turned away.

"Nuh-uh-uh, Pup," Brenton said as he firmly grabbed the dog's shoulder. He bluntly added, "Ya don't have anything I haven't seen before...Especially since last night. Now, turn around and move yer hands." He let go of the boy's shoulder.

Donald took a deep breath and slowly turned to face the mature male. He looked to the floor in a mix of embarrassment and shame.

Brenton softly took the younger canid by the chin and lifted his head up. The wolf's gaze locked with the Dalmatian's as he began to lean in. The adolescent slightly trembled, unsure of what was about to happen. The older male locked their lips together in a tenderly dominant kiss. A small moan escaped from the pup; his body almost went limp; the lupine wrapped his free hand around the teen's waist. The wolf slipped his tongue into the smaller male's mouth, and Donald began to writhe while he was held captive by the larger man. Brenton released the spotted hound's mouth and supported his still shaking body.

"Grab it, Pup. Play with it for me."

The young hound firmly took hold of his rock hard cock and began to masturbate; the wolf started pumping his own rigid manhood with his free hand while he held the teen close to him. Both of their knots were fully inflated from the passionate moment they were sharing.

"Such a....handsome....boy," Brenton managed to get out between grunts. "Ya.....look so cute....jackin' that nice.....stiff puphood of yers."

Donald began to moan as the emotional intensity of the moment began to well up inside of him; his eyes clenched shut as his breathing grew more rapid. The cheers of the older male were having an effect on him.

"OH FUCK!.....HERE IT COMES!" the lupine shouted as he faced the toilet as his arm still tightly hugged the spotted adolescent to his strong body. "OH GAWD....AAAH....AAAAHH!" A powerful blast of cum fired from the lupine's red, swollen dick.

Donald opened his eyes just in time to see his soon to be step-dad's jizz shoot into the bowl. He stopped beating his bone and watched in amazement as the lupine fired rope after rope while moaning in ecstasy.

" Oh Fuck!" Brenton let out as he steadied himself. "See what ya do to me, Pup?" He leaned in and nuzzled the younger male; Donald timidly reciprocated the act of affection. The wolf noticed the Dalmatian's unattended boyhood. He moved to be behind his soon to be step-son and hugged him as he leaned down to the boy's ear. "Did I tell ya to stop, Pup?" he asked in a slightly commanding tone.

Without hesitation, the spotted dog started pumping his cock with full force. The felt the wolf's stomach pressed against his back; then, a pinching sensation from his nipples, which were being played with by the older canid. He moaned as he felt the pleasure building up inside of him.

"Come on," Brent said as he brushed his thumbs against the younger male's nobs gently, rapidly. "Fire that puppy load I fucked into ya last night. Miss the bowl, and I'll make ya lick it up. Go it?" The lupine pinched Donald's nips, causing the boy to writhe and moan in pleasure.

As he neared orgasm, the Dalmatian laced his fingers together, clasped his hands tightly, ad began thrusting is pink flesh staff in and out of the tight space between them. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaahhhhh," Donald let out a loud, drawn-out moan as he reached his climax. He took aim, buried his bone in his hands, tightly squeezed his puppy balloon, and fired cum from his cock right into the water. He shot three solid streams before his jizz slowed to a drizzle from his still maturing boyhood. His body went limp; he would have fallen had the elder male behind him not held his body. He was spun around by the wolf, who pulled him into a warm, tight embrace. The adolescent's body trembled as he softly wined and whimpered; he returned the hug, squeezing the older canid as tightly as he could.

"Shhhh, shhhhh," Brenton whispered as he stroked Donald's head. "It's ok to feel what you're feeling. Let it all out, Pup."

Part Two

The spotted hound opened his eyes and looked at the clock on the nightstand as he lied in the bed. It was just shy of 10 o'clock in the morning. Stretching, he noticed that the older male was at the stove, cooking breakfast for the two of them.

As he watched the lupine masterfully work the pan at the range, Donald's feelings ran amuck inside of him; he was angry. "What the fuck is happening. Lately I've been doing everything to drive a wedge between him and Mom. The guy brings me up to his cubhood vacation spot and plans things for us to do. Then, I try to provoke him into hitting me, or something else to make Mom hate him. So, he spanks me like I'm a damn child and somehow ends up fucking and tying his knot in me. Next, he comforts and cuddles with me as I lay helplessly in his arms. Then, somehow we kiss and end up greasing our bones with each other after pissing together."

The boy's thoughts began to slow; he started to feel something that was very unlike anger. _ "_He held me in his strong, toned arms as I cried into his chest. He picked me up princess style and placed me gently in the bed. Finally, he gives me a long, intimate, comforting kiss and I fall asleep in his chest."

The spotted teen took a deep breath as he calmed himself down and clenched the pillow Brenton slept on. "Now, I'm watching him make us our morning meal, and I'm too caught up in all this to say anything good or bad to him. I hated him and wanted him out of my life, but now I want him around. Look at him. He's so glad to be here, like he was before he left to go get dinner....And I'm happy to have him."

Donald inhaled the scent of the older male's pillow. "He is strong and dominant, yet at the same time, he's caring and passionate. I see why Mom loves him. He reminds me of....reminds me so much...of..." The younger male's eyes began tearing up; he cried as softly as he could into the pillow, but the lupine, who was just a few feet away in the kitchen, could hear everything.

Part Three

"Ya got some gravy on yer muzzle," the lupine said to the Dalmatian as they ate. Their plates had generous helpings of eggs, bacon, and biscuits and gravy, Donald's favorite breakfast foods. The spotted teen stopped chowing down on his food to wipe his mouth with a napkin. Brenton chuckled and said, "Yer so cute, Donald," causing a shade of red to color the adolescent's face. The wolf was trying to get the dog to say something, for he hadn't spoken since the previous night.

"Boys aren't cute, they're handsome," Donald retorted. "Anyway....Thanks."

"For what?"

"For last night. I know I've been a little brat the last few weeks. I haven't been giving you the thanks you deserve, and I'm sorry for it. You're perfect for mom; you're kind and considerate, but you can take charge when it's called for. And I'm starting to see all that, and...." Donald stopped suddenly.

"And what, Donald?"

The black and white hound said with shyness in his voice, "I wouldn't mind having you as a step-dad, Brent." The younger canid had a sincere smile on his face.

"Oh, Donald!" The lupine jumped out of his chair to hug the boy sitting in front of him. "Ya don't know how happy I am to hear that.

"And I should apologize for last night. When I get frustrated and don't have an outlet I can't always control myself. And things lately have been really stressful--work, planning the wedding--and I let loose a lot on ya."

Still sitting, the Dalmatian returned the hug with a light red blush on his face, "It's ok. I kinda deserved it,...and I kinda enjoyed it. And you can call me Donnie." His stiff boy bone was firmly erect from thinking about the previous night.

As both nude canids embraced, the brown wolf nuzzled his pup. "We have a busy day today, Pup. So, we'll have to take care of that tonight. Is that ok?"

The younger male bashfully asked, "Can I at least have a kiss to tide me over, Sir?"

Without a word, the lupine pulled the Dalmatian into a warm loving kiss.

Part Four

"This is shaping up to be a good day for male bonding," Brenton thought on the drive back to the cabin from the closest town, which was about an hour and a half away.

The lupine excitedly reviewed the outing in his head. "We had a good talk on the way and got to know more about one another. We have a few things in common: liking action movies, working with our hands....I'm sure there are other things. I learned that he likes Japanese stuff. That reminds me, I said I'd watch some of that ani....animu...anime, that's it anime. I'll try to watch some with him. I hope it has action.

"We got the TV with no problem. Even though it was a flat screen, it was older and didn't cost as much as I feared. He even had the idea of laying it in the truck bed with a tarp over it and using all those extra bungee cords so anyone who did look in the truck would be less likely to attempt stealing it. Donnie's such a smart kid.

"Oh, then there was the arcade we found on the way back. Donnie was awesome on that dance game with all the arrows on the screen. My eyes couldn't even keep up. And we played a shooting game together. The kid's legs may be quick but his hands and arms sure aren't. I was able to cover him, so we got pretty far. Then we played air hockey, and I let him win a couple times. But nothing topped the laser tag game. Since it was new and not attracting anyone, the manager let us play for free and we attracted a lot of interest. I hope Donnie isn't too sore about me beating him. I give no quarter when it comes to shooting games. The manager was so grateful that he let us eat all we wanted from the snack bar for free.

"_Now were on the way back to the cabin, where it'll just be the two of us. We've had an eventful day, so we might just chill and watch TV or some movies after I hook it up. Although with how the weekend has gone so far, we may be out of our clothes and doing something else within twenty minutes. _

"I hope he's as excited as I am about how the weekend his coming together. He still hasn't told me what's been bothering him, but I'm sure I've earned a lot of his trust today." He turned to look at Donald, who was asleep in the passenger seat. The older male was wearing a red tank top, blue denim shorts and white tennis shoes; the younger was sporting black denim shorts, black crocks, and a black shirt with Everyone Wants the BADBOY in white letters. In this quiet moment the wolf thought,"I sometimes forget how different it is to see someone ya care about clothed after being naked around them for a while."

Brenton pulled over at a rest stop. The wolf hopped out of the seat and locked the doors to secure the sleeping Dalmatian. "Just gotta take a quick leak and we'll get back on the road."

Part Five

Donald was awoken by the sound of Brenton closing the door. The groggy teen looked around and noticed that they had just arrived at the cabin. He got out of the car and stretched his arms and legs as the lupine walked into the cabin carrying the flat screen television. He smiled and thought about the day they enjoyed as he looked at the afternoon scene.

"Donnie!" the wolf called as he walked towards the younger male.

The spotted youth snapped back to the present as he turned around. The older male swiftly embraced him, and he returned the action.

"How was your nap?"

"It was good. I'm wide awake now."

"I was kinda hopin' that ya were still asleep. I was gonna carry ya inside princess style."

"What's stopping you?" Donald shyly said as he turned his head away. Without a word the Brenton picked him up and held the spotted adolescent tightly under his knees and back. The Teen could feel his puphood stiffening in his jeans as he was carried through the door of the cabin. The wolf kissed the Dalmatian on the cheek, as he put the spotted youth down.

"I'm about to switch out the flat screens," the lupine told the younger male. He fetched the game system from the drawer. "It won't take long, so ya can occupy yourself for a few minutes with this." Brenton handed over the Furtendo EF to his soon-to-be step-son.

The adolescent dog took the handheld from the wolf's palm. "Thank you, sir."

"Hey, it's Brent." The brown canid leaned down to the spotted hound's ear and said in a slightly sinister tone, "' Sir' is for when yer vulnerable little pup body is nude in my arms."

All of Donald's white fur turned a shade of pink from the comment. Not knowing how to respond, he silently and slowly walked to the beds, which were still pushed together, and laid on his stomach. He opened the handheld and started to play his game.

Brenton chuckled as he began the task of switching out the televisions.

Part Six

"Finally finished!" The older canid stretched his body in accomplishment. His sweat stained shirt was discarded on the floor. "They weren't heavy, but damn this heat makes anything difficult. Hey, Donnie, which one of yer anime do you want to watch first?"

The juvenile dog, distracted by the sight of the hot, sweaty, topless, lupine, did not hear the words.

"Donnie? Donnie!"

The Dalmatian snapped out of his daze.

The wolf nonchalantly flexed and asked, "See something ya like, Pup?" He patted the shy, blushing boy on the head. "I was asking which one of yer anime ya wanted to put on the TV first."

"I didn't bring any with me. I didn't think we would make it this long," Donald said as he looked at the floor.

"Actually, Lina had me pack some of your DVDs. They're in my suitcase."

"She did?" asked the young hound as he looked up at the wolf.

"Yeah, she wanted us to bond over something ya liked, and I'm willing to try." Brenton hugged Donald and said, "Remember, Donnie, your mom worries about ya, and so do I. We are willing to do whatever it takes to help ya, whether ya want, believe, expect it or not." He felt the teen hug tightly while trembling in his arms. "I haven't forgotten what I told ya last night. Ya still haven't told me anything. We, me and your mom, have talked about it. It's ok; we're willing to wait. But I wanna know something before our trip is over, and if ya want we can keep the majority of details between us: man to man. She already said she'd be ok with it. Please, Donnie. Let me in."

Donald began to silently weep. In-between sobs he repeatedly uttered, "I'm sorry.....I'm sorry." His breaths became short and rapid as he tried to process everything he was feeling.

The wolf tightened his embrace around the sensitive youth. He rubbed the back of the teen's head and whispered, "Let it out, buddy. Let it out. After ya calm down, we can watch whatever ya want."

"O-O...........Ok." Donald tried to steady his feelings. He managed one moment of calm to say "Thank you, Brent" before breaking down again from his emotional floodgate.

Part Seven

Brenton and Donald sat on the couch they had just finished hours of watching various anime of Donald's choosing. The Dalmatian excitedly spoke about the themes and references in each one they watched. Breton added in his thoughts here and there; however, he was mostly silent, happy that Donald was so enthusiastic about something.

Donald's stomach growled, suddenly. Brenton went to the kitchen to make them some sandwiches. After he returned, they ate and continued their conversation, sharing many laughs and with each other.

Abruptly, Donald asked, "Brent, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, Donnie."

"Are you....I mean.....You're marrying my mom....But you and I did stuff..."

"I get yerr drift...I'm bisexual, Donnie, and I love Lina with all my heart.

"As for what we've done together..." Brenton paused for a moment. "It's like this. The males of my family have always been close. Really close, in fact. Older males and younger males have bonded, among other ways, sexually. And by knowing each other in such a way, we have grown even closer.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is that it's my way of welcoming ya to my family and that I accept ya as my own son. And just like my own son, ya can come to me with any problem and I'll do my best as a dad to help."

Donald looked at Brenton with disbelief and silence. After what seemed like forever, Donald asked, "Dose Mom know about our...'bonding'?"

"She does. She did a complete check of my family background. She didn't want some creep near her only kid."

"And what does she think about it?"

"It's like I told ya earlier, Donnie. Me and her discussed it and decided whatever helps ya get passed this is worth it. She trusts me with yer physical, mental, and emotional well-being. And I'm glad to do it. Yer gonna be my son too, after all."

The spotted hound shyly asked, "Is...there any way for us to.....'physically' bond more?" He quickly added, "But, I'm not sure how far I want us to go. So...."

"Donnie," the lupine interjected, "we can bond all ya want." The older male placed his paw on the younger male's shoulder. "And all ya have to do is say when ya have enough and we'll stop." Brenton flashed a warm, kind, understanding smile to the teen.

"Please, Sir, nothing to rough."

Part Eight

Clothes were tossed carelessly on the floor. The Dalmatian and the wolf embraced each other, clad only in their underwear. Donald's black shiefs hugged tightly to his adolescent body while Brenton's heart print pawxers were tented by his cock. The spotted teen surrendered himself to the older male's deep passionate kiss, and the lupine held the smaller canid's body tightly to his. Donald broke the kiss and nuzzled his head in Brenton's chest.

"Donnie, are ya ok?" the lupine asked his pup as he accepted the feeling of the teen's head.

The Dalmatian nods in the lupine's chest, "Mhm. I'm...just not sure what to do."

"Do whatever ya feel is natural, Pup."

Without a word, and with a jolt of pleasure in his chest, Donald pulled one of Brenton's hands down to his sheathed puphood.

Brenton asked, "What do ya want me to do, Donnie? Play with it?"

"O-on the outside," the adolescent answered in an almost inaudible voice.

Brenton firmly gripped Donald's genitalia with one hand. The inexperienced Dalmatian gasped and hugged the arm of the man instructing him in the ways of male bonding. As the wolf fondled the still maturing package, the younger canid tightened is hold on Brenton's arm. Donald moaned in pleasure from the new sensation. Suddenly, Brenton's free hand smacked the spotted hound's young ass hard, then rubbed it gently through his underwear.

"AAAAAAAaahh!" Donald moaned as he began to grind his hard boy bone against the wolf's hand. "Sir...I'm ready", he managed to utter between his cries of pleasure.

The wolf grabbed the Dalmatian's hard-on forcefully, eliciting another loud moan from the teen. "Read for what, Pup?"

"To...to..."

"Yes?" asked Brenton as he grinded his palm through the fabric of Donald's shiefs with a slightly dominant smile on his face.

"To take the underwear off," Donald said before letting out another long moan. "I-I-I want you to do it."

The lupine laid the younger male on the bed, grabbed both sides of the shiefs, and pulled the underwear off his body. The Dalmatian instinctively used his hands to cover his puppy package. "Now, Pup. Ya wanted 'em off, so their off. I've already seen what ya have, so there's no need to hide from me." Brenton bent down to dominantly kiss the exposed teen. As their tongues danced, Donald moved his hands away and placed them on the older canid's sides. He slid them down to the waist band of the wolf's pitched pawxers. "Go on, Pup. Pull 'em right off me."

Donald slid the pawxers as far as he could down Brenton's brawny frame. The wolf shifted his legs to make them drop to the ground. The spotted youth broke the kiss to admire the rock hard staff of full-grown canidhood hovering over his body.

"Like what ya see, Pup? Ya wanna touch it?" asked the lupine, who leaned down to Donald's ear.

The shy, inexperienced hound nodded his head as he moved to give his future step-dad some space on the bed. The older canid, displaying his uncut cock for his sexual pupil, lay on his back with his head resting on a pillow. He gave a nod to signal the Dalmatian that he was comfortable.

Donald reached out a gripped Brenton's 10 inch manhood in his young hand. The wolf let out soft, hungry growl in response to the touch. Growing bolder, the adolescent began to stroke the wolf, sliding the foreskin over the chiseled head of the bigger canid's organ . The lupine softly moaned and egged on the Dalmatian, "Good Pup...That's how ya do it....Now, tighten your hold and speed up some...Mmmmmmmm that's it...grrrrrrr...Just like that." Donald did as he was told, causing Brenton's body to slightly ungulate with the sensation of his cock being curiously, and lovingly attended to while his knot slowly swelling to its full size.

After a few minutes of this treatment, the wolf said, "Now pull the skin back and play with my exposed tip." The teenage dog followed the wolf's instructions. He held the foreskin with one paw, rubbing the cock with a finger from his free paw. "FUCK, YEAH!" the wolf exclaimed in pleasure, causing the younger canid's body to flinch in surprise and let go of the foreskin. The fore skin trapped the teen's finger. The resulting feeling caused the lupine to growl loudly in sexual delight. Donald wiggled his finger as he began to stroke his own throbbing puphood. Brenton's growls and moans filled the small cabin as he neared climax.

"AAAAAA, FUCK!...I'm about to shoot, Pup. Here...it....COMES!" The teenager removed his finger pulled back the skin and began sucking the head of the older male's cock, gripping the baseball sized knot with his free hand. He tasted the salty load of the man under him and stroking his own cock faster in the ecstasy of the moment. What he couldn't swallow squirted on his face.

After the lupine's climax subsided, Donald stood beside Brenton on the bed. The Dalmatian moaned as he pumped his puphood. His body was red and trembling.

"Come on, boy. Be a good pup and shoot for me... I want that puppy load!"

Those words sent the teen over the edge; he thrust forward, arched himself back, and let out a moan that reverberated inside the cabin. He felt his hand being pulled away by the older male. Before his mind could register it, the inexperienced hound's cock was in the wolf's maw. Donald instinctively grabbed the back of Brenton's head.

The older canid sucked the seed from his future step-son's throbbing bone. He grabbed the ass of his pup and made the boy fuck his mouth. He kept the warm teenjizz in his mouth, causing the adolescent to almost howl in pleasure. He held the younger male in place. He slowly swallowed the load and suckled what was left on the spotted dog's softening boyhood, licking all around the sensitive knot.

Part Nine

The two canids ate instant Raman while sitting at the kitchen table. It was night time, but too early to go to bed. They had just spent the last hour in bed, cuddling and talking after their physical bonding. Now, they were just passing the time like any other father and son in the world.

"Brent?" Donald suddenly asked.

"Yeah, Donnie?" Brenton looked up from his plate and at the Dalmatian in front of him.

"Think I'm about ready to talk about what's been up with me. I want to say it, but the words won't form. I mean...."

The brown lupine reached across the table and pet the spotted youth on the head. "Say no more, my boy." He gave a reassuring smile. "It's kinda late to get into any emotional business right now anyway. So, after we eat, we can watch more anime for a while and head on to bed. That way ya can be more relaxed and we'll have more time to work through it tomorrow. What do ya say?"

"I'd like that." The teen gave his own smile to the wolf.

"Just make it something manly. I've had enough comedy and romance for one day."

"If it's a horror, can I hug up against you?"

"I'd expect it, Pup."