The DogBoy's Dorm
#2 of Untold Scenes: The DogBoys
The DogBoy's Dorm Ver. 1.01
_Authors note: Slight revisions to syntax, grammer, as
well as minor changes to content to bring it up-to-speed and consistent with where the series has gone in my brain. This ones got a bit more lead in, and alot of dialogue, as well as the sex. Sorry, couldn't help it._
DISCLAIMER : This story involves sexual events, involving multiple partners, at least one of which is not human. All actors are male, and over the age of 18. If any of that may offend you, or is illegal where you are, that's your problem. If you don't want to see, don't look. If you don't want to know, don't ask, etc... For External use only. Keep out of the reach of children. May cause vomiting, nausea, or general digestive disturbances. If it's a problem, consult your local mental health specialist.
© 2003, G. "WolfeByte" Jensen
Questions, comments and shameless begging for sex welcome. [E-mail](%5C)!
Foreword
This story takes place in a world roughly based on the Rifts? RPG, only
so far as there is a Coalition States (CS), led by a self-proclaimed emperor,
claiming to be the last salvation of mankind. In typical human fashion,
they've created a slave population out of animals using genetic manipulation. The most popular of these is the psi-hound, or DogBoys, used because of there abilities to sense magic and the supernatural. They guard the gates of the CS cities and roam freely hunting down 'evil' psychics, magic users, and monsters/demons from the Rifts. Rifts are basically little punch through points from one reality/world to the next... Okay, I'm done with my history lesson now. Just buy the book, dammit.
BTW: Rifts is put out by [Palladium Books.](%5C)
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It took Vince about 10 minutes to regain enough composure to risk facing the pack. When he was ready, he lead me out, giving my guns and armor, which I had surrendered, to Pete for lockup and storage. Endrik, my sword, understood the need to be separated, and would come when called regardless of locks and doors. I left the entrance hall grinning about our encounter, and crushed the tiny IC implant as soon as I was in the city proper.
Chi-Town was huge, much larger and more invasive than anything on my home world, long since dust, and even everywhere I had been since then. If it didn't feel so horrid to all six of my senses, I could have admired its creators. I found the public toilets, entered a stall and sat down to look around. It was hard to relate to such a place, but I soon enough found myself apart from my current body, and moved my awareness through walls and floors, exploring the city, seeing it's horror and it's contrasting splendor as well. Such a creature was humanity. The underground levels were what I had to reach, in person, and to do that I'd need help.
When I came back into my body, I had no idea what time it was, there was banging on the door of the stall. "Hey buddy!? You okay in there?"
Taking a moment to reclaim my wits, I replied, "Yes... yes, I'm fine." I stood up and opened the door, facing the man standing there, some guy from a maintenance crew.
"What the hell were you doing in there?"
I looked him over, grimy clothes, work boots, and a hard hat. He had a self-important look on his face. He leaned across the door of the stall, blocking my exit. Looking into his eyes, I told him, "I was thinking, " and then in his mind, "Thinking *really* hard." I went to gently push him aside, his face gone ashen.
"Ahhh...No!" He stumbles back, to avoid my touch, the touch of a psychic, and a potential touch of death. He ended up slipping and almost falling, but managing to propel himself towards the door, "Don't touch me!" He cried.
Watching him go, I smile a bit sadly. People never learn. I decide it's a good idea to not be here when his hysterics bring the witch hunters. After leaving the toilets, I find that I've spent a good 6 hours wandering the city, so I decide to pay Vince and his pack a visit. Knowing where the dorms for the packs were now, and him having told me which was his, it took minimal effort to arrive at his door. I entered the center hall, and of the four doors, his was 'c'. I knocked.
I waited, hearing a panicked kind of movement inside, then feeling him come towards the door. The lock releases audibly, the door opens a crack as Vince peaks out. "Hiya Vince." I say.
The door opens further, as I feel the fear ebb out of him as he recognizes me. "Oh, hi... Didn't think I'd ever see you again." A pause. "I mean up close..."
He stands there, his loin-cloth jutting out slightly, revealingly. "How close do you want to see me, friend?" I send, out loud saying simply, "Can I come in?"
"Ummm..." He whined, almost, tail wagging uncertainly. "S- sure, I guess."
He leads me into his room, and I watch his cute ass. "You liked what we did earlier?"
"Yes." was his unspoken reply. The room was small, but comfortable looking. Two beds, a shared desk with cd player, and a shared closet. His room - and pack - mate, Pete was laying on his bed, blanket covering his lower body, pretending to read non-chalantly. I noted his knees were tenting the blanket. "Ummm Pete, this is Rathe..." Vince began.
"You mean Mr. Gerard?" Pete was looking at me suspiciously again.
"No, actually, Rathe is correct Pete. Vince failed to note the discrepancy between the comp file and the name I told him." Vince's whole body seemed to droop, tail between his legs, looking guilty. "It's okay Vince, I was distracting you at the time. Sorry to interrupt you two though."
Ears twitched, flattening back in a flicker of discomfort on both dogs before assuming a studied position of neutral attentiveness, and two sets of eyes looked towards me with a desperate look of denial. "We weren't doing... er, busy or anything." Said Vince.
I just bent over and deftly tugged the blanket off of Pete's legs, showing his shrinking erection. Both Dog's froze. "Come on guys, no need to be shy..." I sit on the edge of Pete's bed and just scritched his nearest leg. "What's the deal?" I smiled.
Pete scrambled into a more upright position trying to conceal his uncooperative member with his hands. "Ummm, er... we-... I mean, I-..."
"I was... er, showing him what you had done to me. I told him, but he never believed me, so I wanted to show him, because I wasn't expecting you to ever show up and do it again..." Then he paused, getting all scared looking again, "Not that that's why you're here-"
"Relax." I cut him off. They both just sat for a few moments, looking at me, then at the floor, or the walls. Minutes passed. "Everyone okay now?" I ask. They both just nodded, as I looked them over. "Okay, Vince, what I did to you, you enjoyed?"
"Yeah, it was... intense. Really... beyond anything I've felt before..." He was nodding quite emphatically, and Pete was looking at him, still unconvinced.
"So did you start showing Pete?"
"Ummm... I tried... I had just started, um, feeling his, um..."
"He was playing with my cock!" Pete said, almost accusingly.
"Ummm... Yeah. I was."
"Did you like it?" I asked Pete.
"Yes, I- " Vince starts to reply.
"No, I uhhh..." Pete begins, "It was..." He looks at Vince. "*You* liked it??"
Vince just nods, then looks away. Pete looks at me.
"It felt kinda strange... I guess... " He looks at Vince, "I guess I liked it too." He smiles, and Vince starts wagging his tail again, looking at us.
"So, you want to continue?" I ask.
"Sure..." Pete began.
"Actually, I-" Vince looked at me. "Could you show him? Please?"
I looked at Pete. "Pete?" His eyes meet mine for a second, then glance to Vince, who still looks like he's begging. Then he nods at me.
Grinning I move onto the bed fully, getting him to lay back with his legs apart, and then pull him up, to pull his shirt over his head, revealing his furry body. With him laying there, loincloth already undone, I sat back and looked the DogBoy over. His body was well muscled, both by genetics and exercise, his fur golden blond, longer than Vince's, and turning to white on his belly. His genitals were surrounded by fur that was slightly darker overall, and maybe slightly longer. His balls were large, and his sheath was relatively short, slightly swollen still, but with nothing showing outside of it anymore. I would change that...
"Nice Doggy..." I whisper, as I reposition myself, and begin scritching my way up his legs, moving to his inner thighs, then right along side his sac. One hand hefts and fondles his balls as the other strokes him through the furry sheath, thumb wiggling against the opening. Feeling him already begin to swell more, I look up at him, "Good?"
Eyes closed, he peeks one open at me, "Yeah..." He finally grins.
Returning my attention to the job at hand, I gently tug back his sheath so the tip of his member is exposed. I lean down and tease it with the tip of my tongue, causing unexpected tremors to sweep the DogBoy's body. His cock now truly begins to swell out of its furry covering, and as more of the flesh is exposed I lap at it, all along the length and back. I suck at the taut skin, moving my mouth from the tip slowly down his shaft to the opening of his sheath, where I pry at gently with my tongue trying to taste what still remains hidden. Finally deciding he's as aroused as he can get, his member solid, I look up at him. His eyes are closed, his tongue lolling out, panting.
I look over to Vince, who's backed onto his own bed, back against the wall, legs splayed as he strokes his own length. "You boys learn fast..." I grin at him.
He stops playing with himself, and gets up moving towards me, "Let's find out... Let's see what you got under there..."
Pete joins in, "Yeah, that's a good idea..."
I smile, the pleasure of the open, innocent sexuality in their minds filling my awareness. Their excitement and curiosity fills the room, and I feel it all as well. Their desires and intention, like always, are clear to me. My pants are undone, and Vince's furry hand wrap's around my own rigid cock. I help get my pants off, then take off my shirt as Pete moves across the bed to look me over with Vince. Pete replaces Vince's hands, both getting there first real look and feel of a human penis... or a reasonable replica, "If it's the wrong size, I can change it..." I say, not really thinking of much except the moment. "Sure, give it a try." I respond to Vince's unformulated question.
I roll Pete back onto his back, pulling him around to me as I get further onto the bed, letting Vince get onto the bed along side of Pete and I. I feel Vince's first tentative lick on my cock, as Pete just watches mesmerized until I return my full attention to his cock. I stroke Pete as the first of his fluids begin to seep down his shaft, then I bend forward and slurp his tool loudly. He gasps and looks down towards me, grinning around a mouthful of his cock.
Vince has taken a liking to my own cock, and was exploring my whole groin with his tongue and mouth as I started to honestly suck off the other DogBoy. Vince's hard member jutted out just a short distance from Pete's snout and I sent the suggestion to him to maybe try his friend's taste. Pete looked over at the rigid flesh, as I eased up on his shaft.
He shifted a bit, towards Vince's cock, and I let his member flop into my hands as I moved around as well. I stroked Pete's shaft and licked at his balls, giving him a chance as he took his first taste of Vince. Vince's eager sucking and licking on me paused just a moment as Pete started, then he resumed more focused then before. Pete seemed to take to sucking dick a bit less well then Vince, so I just returned my mouth to his cock, slowly sucking him down, my tongue playing carefully over the flesh. Precum flowed over my tongue, and I could feel Pete begin to subtly move with my sucking.
My own fluids were seeping into Vince's mouth, but I didn't let my pleasure distract me from Pete's oncoming orgasm.
I moved up and down on the mutant dog's shaft, my tongue moving faster, and pausing to focus on his cock head with each movement. I sucked steadily and my hands massaged his balls and stroked him slightly. To his credit, he kept trying to pleasure Vince right up until the last moment, then he pulled off Vince's member, making an incoherent snarl, his final warning before his semen splashed against my throat. I pulled back, eager to taste his cum spurting onto my tongue, filling my mouth as I gulped. Vince stopped sucking me to watch his friends orgasm, the spasms between my lips mimicked by his whole beautiful body. As his climax passes he slumped back on the bed, and I let his member free.
"Ahhh, ggrrrrr...." Was all he managed, laying limp, eyes closed.
We waited a minute or two more, Then I started to get up, and so Vince did too, just so I could pounce him onto his bed. "I think Pete's one of those fuck then sleep types." I crouched over Vince, who just laid there. Our cocks were still stiff, almost touching. "I don't think he liked sucking on you near as much as I do..." I ducked down to give his a lick, causing him to moan for a moment. I grinned at him, and he grinned back.
"So what're we going to do about these?" He gives both our cocks a squeeze.
"I got an idea, and something else to show you..."
He seemed hesitant for a sec, but then grinned again, "Ok? What?"