Max and Myles: Chapter 2 - Being a Pet
#2 of Max & Myles
A tan and black German shepherd woke up to the sound of birds singing with the morning sun barely shining into the doghouse he spent the night in. The dim light shone brightly on a large grey and white husky that Max was cuddling up against. Myles's fur took on an almost golden glow just like all of the straw bedding they were both lying on. It was almost like looking into the sun, just far less painful. The shepherd could lay there forever with that handsome husky, but his stomach started to rumble. He has had next to nothing to eat after Myles disappeared several days ago. All of that time was spent looking for any signs of the missing dog. When he did return, they both realized that they had feelings for each other and hooked up instead of getting something to eat. But if Max had to choose between eating and what they did last night, he could stand to lose a few pounds.
"Myles..." Max whispered into a pair of soft grey ears. They just flicked when his hot breath hit them. Their night of getting to know each other's bodies had taken a toll on the inexperienced husky and left him completely wore out. That grumble echoed through the doghouse again, but Max didn't want Myles to wake up without him there and think that the shepherd was a hit it and quit it kind of dog. "Hey... Myles..."
"Hmm..." Myles softly growled back to him as he stirred a bit. At least he was somewhat awake.
"I'll be back in a few minutes..." Max whispered to the husky. He left his cuddle buddy after a tender lick on his muzzle and exited the dog house. The shepherd stretched out and got some painful pops all along his back and his legs when he attempted the doggie yoga. "Ow... I'm getting a little too long in the tooth to be doing that."
Max recovered from his old football injury and looked at his owners house. Several of the homes windows were still illuminated which told him that they haven't left yet. That was good news because he still had time to get his wet food mix. He stormed for the back door and dove through his doggie door. He was right! From the shepherd's vantage point in the laundry room, he could see Mom, Dad, and his kid sitting on tall stools around an island counter in their kitchen. Everyone was dinning on hot oatmeal, except Dad who was sipping his coffee and flipping through an old fashioned newspaper.
"There he is!" The kid hollered when he padded into the kitchen. She abandoned her bowl of hot cereal and gave him a strong bear hug around his neck. "Whew... Someone could use a bath."
Max looked himself over after she released him from her hug. There was dried up mud clinging to his paw fur and he had an outdoorsy smell that he picked up from all his stomping around the woods in search of Myles. What Myles and he did last night didn't help his smell any. But they would give him a bath later when they get home and he would be clean and handsome once more.
Shaking off his owners remark, Max padded over to his food bowl and waited patiently for his breakfast. His owner stayed true to her pet ownership responsibilities by dropping a few spoon fulls of can food on top of his dry food. He sucked down half of his food before she could even get the spoon away from his food bowl. That silver utensil would have been part of his meal if it hadn't been for her cat like reflexes.
"Max clearly missed his food." She said to everybody as she threw the can of dog food back in the shiny fridge and took her seat back at the counter. "He must have missed Myles more, because he didn't even come in last night to eat supper or go to bed."
When Max finished licking his bowl clean, he looked up at his humans that were being very quiet all of the sudden. They were still like statues and looking past the shepherd. The only noise in the room was a clicking sound coming from behind him. He whipped around to see a very anxious looking Myles slowly stepping out of the laundry room.
"You're up!" Max barked. That outburst nearly scared the husky half to death. The shepherd bounded over to his nervous friend and began giving him warm slobbery licks all over his muzzle. "What are you doing in here?"
"Figured I would see why you like it in here so much..." Myles quietly answered with wide eyes. He had always said that he would never set paw in a house willingly. It felt good to Max to know that he is the reason the husky was going against his old oath. "It is definitely different."
"Are you going to be alright?" Max asked him.
"Yeah, I... just need some time to adjust..." Myles quietly answered. The rest of the family behind the shepherd was still dead silent and the husky picked up on their odd behavior. "What's wrong with them?"
"They do that when wildlife gets close to them." Max jokingly pointed out to him. Their kid was the first human to make a move towards Myles with her arms stretched out like Frankenstein's monster. The husky turned away from her, but he surprisingly didn't run away.
"Aww, Myles!" She squealed in a high pitched baby voice as she began petting and rubbing his head. Each touch from her may as well have carried an ark of static electricity, because he jerked and twitched when her human paws came into contact with him. "You finally came in!"
"What's happening!?" Myles whined. He tried to shy away, but the flurry of pets kept him in place. "What do I do!?"
"Stay put and wag your tail." Max tried explained to the panicked canine.
"What!?" He just yelped back.
"Just pretend you're happy, like when you're around me." Myles shot the shepherd a glare, but followed his advice. After a deep breath, he started wagging his sickle shaped tail over his back in an attempt to seem like he was enjoying the human's affection. The kid let out a few more heart melting and ear piercing Awws before she left him alone and returned to her breakfast.
"You deal with THAT everyday?" Myles asked still shaking from his experience.
"Yeah, and our owner sneezed in the living room the other day and I nearly made a mess on the carpet!" Max barked. The family gave the strange shepherd a look before going back to their own conversations. Myles just shook his head and sat down beside Max. It was clear that he wasn't in a joking mood this morning. "Sorry, you're doing great for a dog that isn't used to human contact."
"Thank you." The husky said back to his friend. They both sat in silence as they just watched the humans when all of the sudden Max felt a wet tongue slide across his cheek. "And thank you for last night..."
"My pleasure..." Max whispered back in his friend's ear. That all too familiar twinge hit him again, but he tried his best to keep himself in check since the humans were only a few paw lengths away. The shepherd leaned over again and whispered, "Maybe after the humans leave, I could show you my bedroom..."
Myles started sweeping his tail over the hardwood floor without coaching this time. Their owners started leaving the home one by one, starting with mom. Then the kid got up and patted Max and Myles.
"You boys be good." She said to both of them. After throwing on her backpack and scooping up her neon pink laptop, she headed out shortly after her mother. Dad never left as soon as his girls, so he stayed at the counter with his paper and hot coffee.
"I'm going to take a quick look around since there are fewer humans here." Myles said to the shepherd.
"Just don't piddle in the house." Max said back to the husky as he wandered into the family room. While Myles was getting familiar with his new surroundings, the shepherd got up and gave his food bowl a few more licks until only slobbers remained. A hand came out of nowhere and scooped up his bowl before he could check it over one last time for anymore crumbs. Max thought he was going to get a second helping of food when Dad set down his bowl refilled with that wonderful mix, but he quickly got his heart broken.
"This is for Myles." He said to the drooling dog. "Myles!"
"Fluffy butt!" Max barked towards the living room. It only took a few seconds for Myles to step back into the kitchen from there. "You're being called."
"For what?" He asked with his head slightly tilted.
"Breakfast." Max answered, but Myles just tilted his head even further. He still has some human words to pick up on. "Food for the morning."
Myles finale caught on to what the shepherd was saying when he pointed at the food bowl with his nose. The husky slowly approached the bowl of food, but was stopped when Dad started petting him. Again, he nervously looked over to his friend for some advice, so Max just waged his own tail. It took a second for the hint to sink in, but Myles started wagging his like he was being shown.
"Be good boys while I'm gone." Dad said to both of the dogs. With his briefcase in hand, he left his hound dogs to their own devices. Myles took another deep breath and went back to carefully approaching the food bowl.
"It might bite." Max snickered and gave his friend a playful poke with his nose. The husky shrugged off the frisky dog, but when he caught a whiff of the wonderful can food, he dove in. Within seconds, the bowl was once more emptied of food, and filled with both of their spit. "Wow... You must have been starving."
"All I had to chew on were a few dead hares." Myles said as he licked bits of food from his muzzle. The thought of eating uncooked meat nearly made Max gag. "But they had already been mostly picked clean when I found them."
"Gross..." The shepherd cringed as his friend finished licking his chops clean. Now Max was having a tough time keeping his breakfast down, but he swallowed down the disgust. "You good?"
"Yep." Myles answered very peppy. He was clearly satisfied with his divine meal. That was his first real can of dog food he has ever got since he was a puppy, so Max was hoping that would help keep him around if there will be more of it in the future. "You know what the best part of this is right now?"
"What's that?" Max asked back.
"I still have food outside." The husky smugly pointed out. That's not fair, Max thought to himself. He will be only getting only two meals this day while Myles will be getting three. Maybe he should run away to get more food.
"You plan on sharing some of that with me... Right?" Max asked him. A toothy grin was all he got for a response. "You ate from my bowl, so could you at least share a bite or two of your food with me later?"
"Maybe..." Myles slyly answered before giving the shepherd a tinder lick on the muzzle. "...After you show me your bedroom."
"Follow me." Max said. He bit down onto the husky's blue collar as he was passing by him and gave it a light tug in the direction of the living room. It wasn't hard for them to see where this was going. They had eyes and Myles was beginning to acting like a frisky puppy. Max released his collar and lead him through the living room, but stopped at the bottom of the staircase. "Careful, stairs are scary."
"Shut up and go." Myles growled at the goofy canine with his ears slightly laid back. The shepherd climbed up the stairs to the second floor with ease, but his friend wasn't making as great of progress like he did. Navigating all of the steps with four legs at once was never an easy thing. Poor Myles kicked and stubbed his paws on nearly every step until he reached the top. "I prefer hills over... That."
Max gently poked the sore pawed dog on his cheek and led him over to their owner's bedroom door. She always left the door cracked just in case Max had to get in there for a nap or something. When he pushed the door open, he had to squint his eyes because of how bright the neon pink room was.
"This is me." The shepherd said as he stepped into the room with Myles. He padded over to his pink fluffy soft bed and flopped his rear end down onto it. The past few nights in the husky's dog house made Max forget how comfortable his own bed really was. "And this is my bed."
"Nice..." Myles said as he poked at the pet bed with his paw. He left the pink cushion alone and looked around at the rest of the shepherd's room. "You certainty have a lot more room in here then I do in my dog box."
Max watched from his spot as Myles went around sniffing things in their owners room. He smelled her bed, then her nightstand, and then her trunks that overflowed with toys, but he stopped his exploring when he found the cork board up on the wall beside the door they came through earlier. The husky just sat down and looked over all of the photos up there. After a moment of silence, Max got up and joined his friend.
"You guys seem happy." Myles said as Max took a seat on the floor beside him. The husky never even took his gaze away from the pictures. There were several photos of their owner with her school friends, but the rest of the board was covered with pictures of her and Max. There was one taken at Halloween time when she was dressed up like a princess and was leading the shepherd around who was dressed up in a makeshift purple dragon outfit. There was another one where Max was tearing into a Christmas present to reveal his new pink pet bed. There was an older picture of her gathering prize filled eggs on Easter as a younger looking shepherd followed her around with a basket hanging from his muzzle. And a photo in the center that was taken over a year ago, was of her and Max sitting on the steps of the front porch. She was a step above him and had her arms wrapped around his neck with a smile that ran from ear to ear. Seeing all of those pictures with Myles there put a kind of sadness in Max's heart. She didn't have a single picture of Myles up there. They even had to use an ancient picture of the husky for his Missing Pet posters they put up yesterday. But what hurt most of all was seeing everything he missed out on. He didn't get any Christmas presents or got to dine on the spoils of Halloween and Easter. He never got to sit by the fireplace with the rest of the family when it was freezing out. All he got was a dog house and himself, but that was all going to change. Today was the first day to get Myles back into the family!
"You could be up there too." Max pointed out to his friend.
"My time has already passed." Myles quietly said back as he gently shook his head. "That's why my room is outside rather than in here with everyone else..."
"That's not true." Max said facing the husky. "No one is leaving you out to pasture. You're welcome inside anytime you want."
"I can't be around humans..." Myles admitted as he also faced Max. It was like whack-a-mole with reasons for him not to come inside to be with the family. Every time he would knock one down, another one would pop right up, but Max was persistent. "Didn't you see how awkward it was when the younger human and her father started touching me?"
"Didn't you see how happy she was to see you?" The shepherd asked back. She was thrilled to see him yesterday when they got back after putting up Missing Pet signs all over town. She was even happier to see him inside the house this morning. "She loves us. That's why she fills your food bowl with kibble every morning and evening."
"I just don't think I would make a very good pet..." The husky said. Another mole just popped up. "And I don't want to be cooped up around the humans in the house for long periods of time."
"You won't!" Max barked. Now he was starting to get a bit aggravated, so he took a deep breath and decided to try and lighten the mood with some word play. "I'm never cooped up, because when the humans are away, Max gets to play."
"Cute..." Myles sarcastically growled back.
"It's true." The shepherd tried to point out to the other dog. "The only thing you will be doing differently is coming in and hanging out with me and the family some times in the evening. If things get too stressful inside here, then you're allowed to go outside and take a breather. Other than that, you're still not allowed to leave the yard when the humans are home, so you may as well try to hang out with us. And you're still free to leave when they are gone, so long as you take me with you every now and then."
"...Fine..." He whispered. Max's ears perked up. Did he just get the high score in whack-a-mole? "So how do I be a pet?"
"You're going to give it a shot?" The shepherd asked. His heart raced a mile a minute and dropped when Myles nodded his head. "Good! Let's get started then. Being a pet looks easy, but don't be deceived. We might not have as many responsibilities as our owner, but we do have some. We have to make any dull times the humans are having fun and we also have to brighten up every room we go into. We have to steal their bed covers on cold nights, take their favorite spot on the sofa, and force them to love us so we can get away with bad behavior like when we steal their sheets and spots on the sofa. And if the need arises, we will be protectors because _that's_what pets do for their family. Our family. I know you're not going to become a pet overnight because of your anxieties, but when you do reach that point, I hope to wake up and find you there beside me every morning."
Max didn't even realize that he had stood up at some point during his speech, but he stood proudly after his preach about being a pet. Myles stayed awestruck for a few seconds which was long enough for the shepherd to soak it in. He just hoped he didn't make it sound like being a pet would be that difficult.
"Do you really care that much about me?" Myles asked him. Max did or he wouldn't be trying to get the husky back into the family.
"I do and-"Max started, but was cut off when Myles shot forward and wrapped his muzzle around the shepherds'. That must have been the right answer to his question; he thought to himself as his very close friend thrusted his tongue into the shepherd's muzzle. Winded from his speech, Max's face turned the same color of Myles's collar. "...Myles... I... can't breathe..."
The husky swished his tongue around Max's muzzle a few more times before releasing him. That was the second time in twenty four hours where his friend got him with a sneak attack. After he got a few gasps of air into him, he peaked around the husky's side to his undercarriage. Myles's red tip was trying to free itself from his white fuzzy cocoon surrounded by matted fur from the night before. Swapping spit never got Max as aroused as it did for the husky, but it certainly got his own blood pumping.
"Getting a little worked up horn hound?" He asked the want to be pet as he sat back down. Myles gave him a toothy grin.
"Maybe..." He answered real sly. The eager husky pushed his head through the shepherd's front legs and started going to town on him. The position Myles was in was too cramped for him to do any effective movement with his head, so Max took care of that for him. He climbed up onto his friend's shoulders and wrapped his legs around the husky's chest. Max held still as his sheath and cream colored balls a fresh coat of slobbers. Swapping spit never got Max that aroused, but drooling on Myles's back as he got licked at was the best use of saliva he could think of. Wanting to put the rest of that mouth to use, but not wanting to poke out one of Myles's eyes, Max slowly shoved his hips towards what he assumed was the husky's muzzle. He hit his mark. That heat and wetness surrounded him once again as he rode the husky's face like it was his rump with a tongue that swirled around his rapidly growing cock. Thank goodness Myles was very proficient with having dicks in his mouth. He didn't feel one fang rub him the wrong way from every gentle push into his friend's muzzle.
It didn't take the master of oral very long to get Max panting in between whines and humping more erratically. The thought of ridding him until he climaxed did cross the shepherd's mind, but he mustered up all of the self-control he had to slide off of Myles and escape that muzzle. His friend seemed disappointed to have his chew toy taken away from him, but Max wanted to make this moment slightly more memorable. There weren't very many things in the room that could make it very kinky. There were a few rope toys lying around the room, but if knots were going to be shoved anywhere, it will be their own. There wasn't any way they were going to do anything to or on their owner's bed. That would be weird, not kinky, although Max did hump her pillow when he was a pup. That's when he saw it as he scanned the room for something one last time. It was himself in the floor mirror that he looks into nearly every morning. He trotted over to his pink pet bed and bit down onto a corner.
"What are you doing?" Myles asked from his stationary spot.
"Moving my bed." Max mumbled back to him. His erection bounced uncomfortably off the insides of his hind legs as he drug the pink monster over to his reflection. If they were going to fool around, he wanted a soft spot to chill out until the separate. It will also keep them from making a mess on the carpet and Max wouldn't mind if his bed smelled like his husky. "Well... Our bed."
"...Right..." Myles said partially erect and mostly confused. The shepherd finished positioning his bed in front of his handsome reflection and gave it a tap with his paw.
"Care to join me?" Max asked his friend. Miles smiled and padded over to the pet bed, but before he could even touch it, the shepherd leapt to his side. It must have been clear to the husky that it was his turn to be chewed on, because he froze up when Max ducked his head underneath him. It only took a few well-placed tongue slaps and a long slide of a muzzle to free the semi hard cock from its white fuzzy prison. Several long licks later and Myles started bucking his hips. Max caught the hard organ that was being thrusted around and the husky grunted when it slid into his muzzle. The shepherd let his friend hump his face like a puppy until Myles was fully erect and let out a few drips of precum. That was a clear sign that this will end abruptly if it continues, so Max stepped back to free himself from the flurry of thrusts. Myles moved forward to try and find that muzzle that left him, but he was just left there humping air and beating his cock against his stomach like it was a drum. Seeing the husky in that condition put a smile on Max's face. But if he let his friend continue like he was, a smile wouldn't be the only thing on his face.
"Stay there." Max said to his horny friend once he ceased his air humping. Myles just stood awkwardly as the shepherd twisted, turned, and adjusted his legs over his bed. He settled on a broad side view of his handsomeness in the mirror with his head pointing towards the room's door. The view of his dick dangling there wasn't bad either.
"Is that where you want me to stand?" Myles asked after Max finally stopped moving. Now he was fully erect and confused at the same time.
"Nope." The shepherd said to him. As great as it would be to see his own rump in action, he wanted to see Myles's hinny bouncing. "I'm standing here. It's your turn to climb on top."
Myles nearly passed out when he almost hit the point of hyperventilating. It didn't help when Max gave his butt a wiggle. The now very nervous husky responded to the booty call by shakily moving behind his butt buddy. Max got a kick out of watching him through the mirror trying to figure out what to do back there. Myles flipped the shepherd's long tail from side to side and even looked like he was about to hop on, but he just went back to poking around his target. Joy of the impending moment soon turned to impatiens. The husky took so long trying to figure out what to do that his own knot swelled down and slid back into his sheath, although his bright red tip was still exposed. Max was still fairly hard, but if Myles took any longer, there wouldn't even be a mood left for either of them to do anything with. The shepherd lifted his tail up and pushed his rear end back and caught a cold nose with his tail hole.
"You slobber that up and then cram yourself into it." Max growled back to him. It was a little too direct, but he hoped it would work.
"I know..." Myles muttered with his nose still pressed up against the shepherd's ass. After another few grueling seconds, that cold nose was replaced with a hot tongue. The feeling of it running over his tail hole wasn't quite as good if it was wrapped around his dick again, but it was a close second.
"There you go." Max said when he got liked a few more times. He thought about throwing out a few good boys to reinforce his behavior, but he figured the next step would be reward enough. "Keep that up until I'm good and wet."
"How will I know... (Lick)...when I'm done?" Myles asked in between slobbery slaps with his tongue.
"I'll let you know." The shepherd answered as he endured the flurry of licks. Finally when his tail hole was a lot slicker than a dish soap slip 'n slide, Myles's wide tongue pierced his ass several times. "There it is!"
When the husky ceased his slobbery assault, Max flipped his tail to the side for him like a bitch in heat. He didn't want Myles bending his beautiful tail into a sickle shape like his, although it would make it easier for them to romp around with each other if it wasn't in the way.
"Here I-I go." The husky said with a shaky tone in his voice. Max spread his hind legs and pushed his rump back into the husky's broad neck when he saw Myles rest his head on his rear end. Then there was another pause. "Are you ready for-"
"Yes, so stop teasing and get up on me before I role you over and ride you myself!" Max barked with his ears pined back. That got through to the hesitant canine. He jumped up onto his pooch and was pumping his hips even before he got his legs wrapped around the shepherd's waist. This is really happening! Max howled in his head. All of those times he got to be on top when he bumped ugly with other dogs and now it was his turn to be in their position. It was oddly comforting to be straddled underneath a handsome beast. So much so that he was losing just as much control as Myles. "Get it in me fluffy butt!"
The husky got a good grip and poked and prodded all over Max's rear end looking for his target. Myles hit his mark in no time with help from the bitch under him that moved at the last spot he poked. And hit he did. The husky threw himself forward as his semi hard cock buried itself deep into his friend. The rapid entry shot a sharp pain through Max which made him yelp and buck forward. Getting a poke in the ass by a vet with a needle was far less painful than what the husky just did to him. But Max couldn't get away from him and the yelp didn't slow his friend down one bit.
"You good?" Myles asked him as he continued jerking his hardening cock back and forth in the shepherd's tail hole. His butt throbbed like a stubbed toe, but the quick jerking movements didn't generate as much pain like when it was shoved into him.
"Yep..." Max winced as he readjusted his legs. "Just keep it nice and slow to start since this is a new position for me."
"How do you think it was for me last night?" The husky asked as he sort of slowed down a bit.
"Great, since you had someone over you that has experience with sticking his dick into holes." Max said back to his friend that was humping him. The shepherd gently pushed back into Myles and lifted his head back up to the mirror. That gave him a good view of the husky's toned rump in action. There was a red speck between both dogs that appeared and disappeared with each pump from the dog on top. The burning arousal came back in Max as the pain subsided. "Just keep doing what you're doing and you will be a pro like me in no time."
Myles gave the shepherd a few licks on his back before picking up the pace again. Through the mirror, Max could see his friend's large white orbs swinging in and out from between his hind legs. It was like a hypnotist was swinging a medallion before his eyes. He could watch them forever, but like every puppy's first time, it was rapid and explosive. Myles thickened member and knot slid in one last time and held firmly. With a pleasant moan from Max and a grunt from the husky, the rapid part began.
Myles tightened his hold on Max's waist and forced himself as deep as he could go. He pounded him almost as fast as a jackrabbit with whimpering that bordered on howls. All the shepherd could do was dig his claws into his pet bed and grind back into the softball sized knot trapped inside of him. The pressure from the stuck organ was a lot more then he thought it would be. All of those females he fooled around with ate his knot up. They bucked their hips and whimpered and moaned when he tied with them, but for Max, it was a mix of pain and pleasure. The last thing he saw the husky doing before he lowered his gaze was Myles hoping from one hind paw to the other hind paw after ever few thrusts.
Max's climax was building just as fast as he was being pounded, but the dog above him reached his first. After a few high pitched barks, Myles let out a deep howl like a wild wolf as he flooded the shepherd's insides with his life giving seed. He released his hold on Max which left his legs dangling and head resting on his back. Even though he was no longer grappling the dog under him, Myles kept humping in short and quick jerks back and forth in his pincushion.
With all of the tugging from that ball of flesh and the pulsing of the cock sending a steady stream of gooie goodness into him, Max hit his own orgasm. He started bucking his hips like all of those females he had been with, tilted his head up, and howled a slightly different pitch from Myles as he blanketed his bed with wet globs of his own seed. That howl lasted until the shepherd turned blue in the muzzle. Once he got a few gasps of breath, Max settled down to whines and looked back down to their reflections. The shepherd's cock shot out some of his cum every time it bounced. If that pet bed of his was any shorter, his jets of seed that wasn't stopped by the back of his front legs would have hit the pink carpet. Myles ceased his humping, but started whimpering in between deep breaths. Both dogs orgasms started to subside and their whimpers and whines went to pants. This wasn't quite how Max had imagined his first time with the husky on to would go. It was a lot quicker, but it was Myles first time sticking his dick in a hole, so he couldn't complain about it. He could however complain about the nearly asleep weight on his back.
"Hey Myles..." Max panted up to his friend. That didn't stir him one bit, so he gave his rump a gentle shake to get the husky's attention.
"Hmm...?" Myles quietly moaned into his ear. That got him up.
"Could you hop off of me?" The wobbly legged dog asked. His climax and the weight of his friend on his back made his legs weak. "You're a little heavy."
"I guess..." Myles sluggishly muttered as if it was a massive inconvenience on his life. He tugged and pulled as he tried to figure out how to dismount the shepherd, but all he managed to do was send a sharp pain through Max that made him yelp. "I'm sorry! I have no idea what I am doing."
"Just slide both of your front legs to one side of me and then kick a hind leg over my back." Max explained to him. With a few more painful yanks, Myles followed the directions he was given and it wasn't long before both dogs were ass to ass.
"Is that better?" The husky asked from behind.
"Much..." He moaned as he hooked his tail around his butt buddy's curled tail. The knot inside of him tugged, but at least it wasn't quite as painful like when his friend tried to yank it out of him. Even now it felt pleasantly comfortable tucked away there. "I have got to say, that was paws down-"
"HELLO!" Someone barked from downstairs. All that noise they were making must have drawn in a local dog looking to get in on some action. If only they had shown up earlier. That would have made it a real party.
"Did you have company coming over today?" Myles whispered back to Max. The nervousness in the husky's voice was almost as clear as the barking coming from the living room.
"No." Max whispered back. The barking continued downstairs for another few seconds before going quiet and then a few more seconds after that, came the sound of clicking claws towards them.
"Hello?" A black and white dog announced as it walked into the doorway. Max knew the voice kind of sounded familiar. It was Fable, the Border collie that lived a block and a half away. Much like the shepherd, he got to free roam the neighborhood when his suburban hic of a family was away. When Fable saw the two dogs and realized what was going on, the embarrassment hit him like a bolt of lightning. He stepped back, lowered his muzzle to the floor, and shielded his eyes with his fore leg. "Oh god! I'm sorry! I didn't know you had a girl over."
"He called you a girl." Max pointed out to Myles with a light chuckle. Fable uncovered his silver dollar sized eyes and peaked past the shepherd towards the even more embarrassed husky. "Fable, this is Myles. Myles, this is Fable."
"H-hi..." The awkward collie said, but Myles just kept his head down and stayed quiet. "I'm sorry for barging in on you two. I'll come back another day when you don't have your paws full."
"Nonsense, just hang out down stairs and catch up on some TV until we come apart." Max said to his black and white friend. The Border collie nodded and then disappeared into the hallway. After a brief moment of silence, Max looked over his back to the mortified dog. "Are you going to be alright back there?"
"That was horrible..." Myles whined at the pink carpet. If he could crawl into a hole, he would drag Max in right behind him. "How are you unfazed by any of that?"
"I've been in your position many-a-times." The shepherd started to say like a grey muzzle telling a story from his good old days to a pup. "I had a group of humans standing around me every time they took me to go knot deep into a female. We may as well have not been there the way the humans were carrying on. They just had causal conversations about the weather, kids, life, and work while the other dog and I complemented each other on our techniques. My first time having the humans around was when I was selected for my great blood lines to father a litter with an ex-police dog. It was a little weird at first with the humans there, but when I caught a whiff of Mauve in heat, that was all I could focus on."
"Well... all I want is you and not any females." Myles admitted as he finally pick up his head, but Max already knew that he didn't want any females. The husky had already explained that last night in his doghouse. It did put butterflies in his stomach to hear how much he matters to Myles. "Nor do I want an audience walking in on me while I'm fooling around with my mate-"
Myles went silent again and lowered his head back down to the floor. Now it's back to awkward, the shepherd thought to himself. Although he didn't feel the slightest bit awkward. He was more flattered that somebody would even want to be his mate since he was kind of a slut. Max couldn't think of anybody other than the socially awkward dog that he knew all of his life to be mates with. But now poor Myles was shutting down from all of the stress from this crazy morning. So the shepherd decided to try and lighten up the mood with his usual silliness.
"Your mate!" Max yipped with a very fake gasp. "When do I get to meet him?"
The room just remained quiet. He should've known better than to try and joke around with him.
"Hey Myles."
"...Yeah...?" He muttered back.
"If I could turn around, I would tongue pound that muzzle of yours." Max said to him. There was another moment of silence before Myles started moving around. The shepherd looked over both of his sides to see what his friend was doing. "Hey! What are you-"
Max was interrupted by a tongue licking at the side of his muzzle. Myles had kicked a hind leg back over his rump and kept his front legs to one side of the black and tan dog. That uncomfortable pulling from the knot inside of Max ached a bit, but he just squatted down and pushed back into the husky to get himself in a more comfortable position. He shoved his muzzle into Myles's mouth with a slight tilt so their teeth didn't bang off of each other's. Both canines swapped licks and slobbers during their face embrace, but Myles cut it short when he broke away from Max. His ears uncomfortably twitched and he nervously tried to keep eye contact with the shepherd.
"W-what do you say t-to being my...mate?" Myles asked in a very shaky voice. Sitting by a moon lite lake with fireworks and a marching band playing in the background was how Max picture when someone asked him to be their mate, not knot deep in an all pink bedroom with a border collie downstairs. But this was a close second.
"I can't imagine myself cuddled up by the fireplace with anybody else." Was his answer to the nervous wreck of a dog. Myles blue eyes lit up and he gave the shepherd a second coating of slobbers to his face. Guess that was what he wanted to hear. It probably wouldn't have been a very good idea to reject his mate proposal and embarrass him anymore than what he already felt from everything the past several days. All Myles would have to do was go the opposite direction the shepherd was facing to hurt him.
"We're going to need to get rid of your friend as soon as possible." The husky said when he finished giving Max a tongue bath. A few more shots of seed from him told the shepherd all he needed to know. He was gearing up for round two!
"We'll never be separated if you keep the licking up." Max pointed out to renewed dog. It was nice to see him a little spunked up even with the shepherd's vision obscured with spit.
"One could only wish..." Myles whispered after a several more sloppy kisses. Then they both went rump to rump again to wait out for the husky's dick to swell down.
Myles gave Max a gentle tug every few minutes to see if enough blood drained out of his organ for it to come out. After about ten minutes of doing that, he gave up on that method and decided to let it slide out on its own or something. But Max on the other paw was moving around quite a bit. He would pull, push back into the husky, and even wiggle his rump. At first, Myles thought it was because he was checking to see if they would come apart. But when he heard light whimpers and moans coming from behind him, he realized his mate was just enjoying the cock still lodged inside of him.
Fast like a puppy. Every time Myles heard that from forest critters or Max, he figured it meant running speed. Not his pace at sex. But he couldn't be upset with his first time. It felt fantastic, it was wild, and it was with Max. There wasn't a thing he would change about his first time shoving his dick in a hole that didn't have his teeth in it.
"Ahh..." The shepherd moaned when Myles finally slid out of him. One of those tugs Max was enjoying was all they need to get separated. Once his mate recovered from the pleasant feeling of his knot popping out, Myles spun around and began cleaning Max's rump. "That was awesome."
The husky had his paws too full to agree with him. Several rivers of matted fur ran from Max's tail hole all the way down to his fuzzy cream colored balls. Myles started at the drained orbs and made his up underneath the long tail. That wide tongue of his made short work of the mess he made. Once all of the unreachable parts were cleaned up, both dogs sat down, curled up, and cleaned themselves up until both of their members were safely tucked away in their sheaths.
"Are you ready to go see Fable?" Max asked when he stood back up. That didn't sound fun at all... especially after that moment earlier.
"Can't I just stay here?" Myles asked back as he also stood up. These past five days have been very weird for him, so a minuet without an awkward moment or any embarrassment would be nice. But in the end, he got Max, so nothing could change how happy that makes him.
"No." The shepherd responded. Nothing could change how happy Max makes him, but his mate was certainly going to make it difficult. "It will be good for you to socialize with someone other than me and your boulder in the trees."
"...Fine..." Myles grumbled as he reluctantly followed Max out of the bedroom. The house pet made his way down the wooden steps smoothly and quickly. The husky however, had to take a pause after each step from one of his legs to plan out his next step. It would have been a lot easier if the humans replaced the wooden contraptions with a mound of dirt.
"Again, I'm sorry for barging in on you two." Fable apologized when Myles reached the last steps. The husky went over to the human's long black seat and sat down between it and Max. His black and tan shield helped protect him from the awkward tension between him and the Border collie. At least he showed up when they were already done and not when they were in the middle of their romping.
"It's all good." Max coolly said to the apologetic dog. Fable kind of breathed a sigh of relief. "So what did you need to see me about?"
"It is something I would like to discuss in privet." The nervous collie said to his friend. Those two would have been in privet if Max had let Myles stay in his room. "If that's alright with you?"
"Myles won't spread any rumors." Max pointed out to him. The husky just nodded. "He barely even talks."
"It's just that the fewer dogs that know there is something odd going on with me the better." Fable said. What could be more incriminating then two male dogs have sex with each other?
"Alright." The shepherd said. He got up and went over to a short four legged wooden surface that sat in front of the human's long black seat. It only took one press of his nose to a small black rectangular box covered with human symbols to make the large motion picture box over the fire pit to change from set of moving pictures to another. "Stay here Myles and watch a bit of TV."
"Okay." Myles simple said to Max as he passed by. Once both Fable and Max disappeared into the kitchen, the husky climbed up onto the strange surfaced, but oddly comfy long seat.
"So how is the Mrs.?" Was the last thing he heard from his mate before his voice was replaced with the flapping sound of their doggie door in the room where the humans wash their skin covers. Now he can take a brief moment of relaxation with both dogs gone. Trying to keep his eyes open long enough to watch this... TV was the biggest challenge for him. All of that romping around the past twenty four hours left him feeling like he ran cross country with his dick and balls. Which is a very inefficient way to run. Those flashy and loud pictures on the TV were the only things that kept him from melting into the human's furniture. There was a human dressed like his owners father bouncing around those metal machines that they controlled from the inside of them. He was yelling and slapping brightly colored pieces of paper to the monsters tinted glass. The next scene was just of humans eating food in many groups around tables in a large room. There was a familiar picture hanging above the busy building. It was a cow standing up on its hind legs with a human food that was made of many layers between its front hooves. Myles had seen that strange cow on crumpled up sacks beside the humans black trails. That aroma of those bags came back to him and made his mouth water almost as much as the cows' on the logo.
"And welcome back to Silver Pines annual dog championship." A human said as soon as the fatty food picture was over. Now there was a ton of weird small dogs in a large pin with their owners. Myles caught on quick about what they were doing. All of the dogs lined up to take turns getting groped by some creepy old guy. Then the dog and their handler ran away from the creeper only to do a U turn and start a new row. Once everybody had their turn to be fondled, they all ran around the area surrounded by other humans. The old human pointed at some of the tiny dogs and their owners and they ran around the area again.
"And we have our best in class!" Someone shouted out from nowhere as the picture focused on something attached to the end of a lead. Myles couldn't figure out if what he was looking at was in fact a dog. It looked like one of those fluffy things at the end of a pole the humans use to clean their floors. Its muzzle was all smashed up like it had run into a wall one too many times and it was panting like it just ran a marathon. After a short sound of clapping and yapping from the surrounding humans, they ran off the ugly small dogs and brought out some better looking ones. There was one dog that like his reflection in his water bowl, only it had black where Myles had grey. Then there was one that looked like Fable and a few more after that, but one really caught his eye. It looked a lot like the handsome beast in his life with a more muscular build and a slightly darker tint to its fur.
The German shepherd's owner led him up to the creep when it was his turn to be felt up. Myles started to wish he was in the old humans spot to have his own fun touching the shepherd. The more he looked at that big dog on the TV, the more he found his mind wandering towards Max. In his head, Max was bounding through the forest, splashing around in murky creek water, and taking heroic possess atop a tall hill with the sun shining behind him. Myles took a look around the room before shifting one of his paws to his stiffening doghood. Dog after dog took their lap on the TV while the husky drifted off into his own world with his paw going back and forth over himself.
"Take that slut around one more time." Someone whispered into his ear. Embarrassment struck him like a car for the third time today. It quickly faded along with his stiffy when he saw that Max was the only one there. "Are you taking a fancy to some poodles?"
"No!" Myles quickly denied even though he had no clue what a poodle was. He just knew that it probably wasn't good since his mate was saying it in his usual way when he is picking on the husky. The shepherd jumped up onto the furniture beside him and leaned in real close and began nuzzling his neck. "What did your friend need?"
"He was wandering if I could look up something online for him." Max said to one of Myles's fluffy ears that flicked when his hot breath hit it. Seeing squirrels on those black vines that connected the tall branchless trees the humans lined up alongside their black trails was what he pictured in his head. But that probably wasn't what Max meant by online. "I couldn't because the kid took her laptop to school with her today, so he is going to come back tomorrow and see if she leaves it behind for us to use."
"You know how to work more human stuff other than that thing." He asked as he pointed at the TV with his muzzle.
"I've spent most of my life just inches away from them, so I was bound to pick up a thing or two from them." Max answered before going back to acting like a love sick puppy. He started licking at the husky's ear and muzzle, and then down to his neck. Myles lifted his front leg up to grant his mate full access when the shepherd reached his stomach and was trying to get at his red tip. It hasn't been half an hour since both dogs cleaned up after their fling upstairs and now they were about to get messy again.
Each eager lick from Max made Myles wince when his sensitive organ got touched. Each twitch and whine fell on deaf ears until the sensitivity wore off. Now that the husky was getting some pleasure out of it, he placed a paw on Max's head and pushed it down further in between his hind legs. His mate took the forced hint and began to take more of his stiffening cock into his Muzzle. That wide tongue rolled around him as the shepherd slid most of Myles's doghood into his spit den to completely unsheathe it. All of those years blowing himself have felt good, but it felt a lot better with Max doing it to him. Myles couldn't quite place his claw on why it felt better. Maybe it was because his new mate was there doing it. Or, maybe it was because he has front row seats to his own cock getting slobbered all over.
The husky pushed down harder on the back of Max's head to get that last bit of his fully erect self into him. Each slide from that shepherd's soft tongue made that ach in his orbs grow. Max had clearly been paying attention during their last few times they had romped around. From Myles pawing at himself to the TV and his mates improved muzzle fucking, the husky felt like he was going to let lose in the back of Max's throat. But the position the shepherd had him in made it impossible to do any humping to speed up to his climax. All of the sudden, Max removed his head out from underneath the paw that was holding him down and released the husky's cock. Not getting to pop in his mates muzzle made Myles make pleading whines to the dog that edged him. A single string of spit still linked the two dogs together.
"You know you suck right?" Myles sort of playfully asked to the grinning dog. He would like to finish in that long slender mouth of his, but Max always seemed to have something under his collar. Although, Myles didn't mind too much so long as he was allowed to climax at some point.
"I do." The shepherd answered before giving him a lick on the nose. Myles wanted more than a simple lick to his face, so he tilted his head and shoved his slightly open muzzle into Max's mouth. Hooked up in their usual embrace of spit swapping, the husky stood up and started walking his mate over to the other side of the long seat. He released the shepherd's muzzle when they both hit the last cushion.
"Sit down." He commanded. Max obeyed the horny hound and sat his fluffy rump down. Myles gently grabbed ahold of the shepherd's red collar and pushed him back. That grip on the collar allowed him to slowly lower his mate's head down onto the black seat's cushioned arm. Now that Max was on his back and completely exposed to the dog standing over him. It was Myles turn to pay the shepherd back for getting him all excited. All he needs to do was get him just as worked up as he was for what he had in store for his mate.
Myles ran his wet nose down the shepherd's thick furred chest. That telltale coconut scent that he could smell a mile away was now masked by the forest and the huskies own scent. It was a more pleasant scent now. Myles continued his way down and nosed Max's tail out of the way of his sheath and balls. All of that slobber swapping from mouth to mouth and mouth to dick seemed to already get him worked up. A good portion of his tip was poking out and his knot was so swollen that Myles didn't see any way to completely unsheathe it. But he knew from experience with himself that it didn't mean he couldn't play with Max's cock. It only meant that he would have less to fool around with.
Myles bent his head down and flattened the top of it against the shepherd's stomach. It was a weird angle for his head to be in, but he was still able to suck in Max's tip and slightly shift his head back and forth. He slid the sheath back, but as he predicted, it just bunched up at the base of the knot. While he was sliding his head around, Myles felt a light pressure on the back of his head trying to force him down further. Max must be getting some payback for all of the head pushing the husky was doing earlier. Myles didn't really mind. All of the pants and moans coming from Max told him that he was doing everything right.
"Oh Myles..." The shepherd whined. That was his cue to step it up a notch. The husky released his panting mate's cock and lifted his head up to lock eyes with him.
"Press your hind legs into my chest." Myles said to him. Max tilted his head at him, but did as he was told and placed his hind paws against his chest. Those perfectly filed claws of his barley went through the husky's thick fur. "Now keep them held there."
With Max's paws firmly in place, Myles stepped forward until he was muzzle to muzzle with him. The shepherd kept his legs pushed against the chest of the dog above him which curved his body and pointed his rump straight up. It was the perfect angle for the husky to drive himself down into him.
"Got a new position in mind?" The smushed up dog asked. Myles just smiled back. All of those years of imagining himself with other dogs in many different positions were what fueled this one. Also he threatened earlier to roll the husky over and ride him, so Myles decided to flip rolls and ride him. With his own cock still slobbered up and Max's tail hole a slick mess from earlier meant that he wouldn't have to lube anything up. He peaked back and saw that his erect member was resting on the side of his mate's rump. After a bit of shifting around, the husky positioned his tip on his target.
"Are you ready for me?" Myles asked as he turned his head back to Max. A lick on his nose was all he got as a response. I'll get a rise out of him, he said to himself in his head. He dropped himself down into the shepherd with a good deal of force and his entry was nearly effortless from their earlier escapade. Max drew in a sharp gasp and laid his head back onto the seat's arm, but kept his legs held in place as Myles started to ride him. They didn't have to ease into it since he was already accustomed to the husky, so Myles dug his claws into the cushion and pushed down into his mate until his knot was resting against Max's tail hole. At first glance, he wouldn't believe that it would fit into him, but the shepherd managed to get his into him last night.
Myles pulled himself up and thrusted himself back down with a grunt. The awkward angle of his humping slowed him down, but he was able to use his weight to his advantage. Max just whimpered and moaned as he received powerful thrust after powerful thrust from the husky. Myles's knot pressed heavily against the tight pucker, but his tail hole held firmly. That tightness, heat, and pleasure he experienced earlier in Max's bedroom was slowly bubbling back up with each drop of his hips. There was only one dog he wanted to feel that pleasure with and that dog was losing its mind under him.
"Oh Myles..." Max moaned. He got into the rhythm of the huskies bouncing hips and started bending his haunches in response to each thrust. When Myles pushed down, Max straightened his legs and when the husky pulled back, he bent his legs slightly. Those large hind paws of the shepherds' stayed firmly in place all the while he was doing his dance on his back. The friction from their fur rubbing up against his barley exposed cock only seemed to get him even more excited. All of that whimpering and whining would normally hurt the husky's ears, but knowing he was the reason for them, put him high up on the clouds.
Myles picked up the pace of his thrusts even at the weird angle and when Max wrapped his fore legs around his broad neck. The shepherd lifted his head up from the seat's arm and pulled the husky's head down to his open muzzle. On top of the tongue vortex and tail sweeping between his hind legs, Myles could feel that tightening tingle in his white orbs as well as that tail brushing over them occasionally. All of that cardio already left him low on air, so the husky pulled his muzzle away from Max before he passed out atop of him and put all of his energy into tying with his mate. The clamping and pulling of the shepherd's tail hole only begged to have Myles pop into him.
Max pressed his hind legs so hard into Myles's chest that it nearly lifted his front legs off of the black seat. But the added pressure didn't slow him down one bit. He kept his rapid and hard paced thrusts into his mate as both of them neared their climaxes. Barks from Max and howls from Myles over took all of the noise coming from the TV behind them until a magical sound silenced everything around Myles. A pop. He drew in a sharp gasp when his hips went flush with the ecstatic shepherd's rump. That pushed the husky over the edge and he let out another long howl as he continued pounding down into Max and shot his seed into him again for the second time today.
Max began trying to buck his own hips and howled almost in unison when his climax hit him. Shot after hot shot from his partially uncovered cock soaked his tan fur on his chest. The husky stopped howling, slowed his humping a bit, leaned down, and gave the shepherd's red tip a lick. That cut Max's howl short and replaced it with a loud moan as a heavier jet of cum landed onto the spot of matted fur. Their second load of the day wasn't quite as large as their one earlier or last night. But it was a lot more than Myles could ever get from his muzzle when he was alone.
After they got their howls and seed out of their systems, both dogs settled down when their climaxes faded away. Max released his hind leg pressure on the husky's chest to let his butt fall. Myles kept his mate held up with his knot and slowly sat back on his haunches so the shepherd didn't just flop down onto the human's seat.
"...I... feel like...I have been trapped... in a yard with a female in heat for an entire day..." Max panted up to the husky. Myles could say the same thing if he was a supper slut like the dog he was tied to, but hearing what Max said did raise a good question in him. If they were going to be mates, then the husky would feel better if they were committed to one another, and having their humans possibly wanting to use the shepherd for stud might complicate their relationship.
"What would you do if the humans dropped a bitch off here for you?" Myles asked after he caught his breath. There was a moment of silence while Max seemed to try and think of a response or maybe he was trying not to fall asleep.
"Code blue." He finally answered. It wasn't quiet the response the husky expected.
"What?" Myles asked the sloppy dog with his head tilted. He knew that some dogs used howls, yapps, and barks as a code system to keep in touch with other dogs over great distances. But he wasn't quite sure what this blue was.
"It's simple." Max started, but Myles seriously doubted that. "Our owners will plan a few days in advance when the dog is supposed to show up. I'll hear their plan, announce code blue, and we will leave the area before she arrives... unless you want to share her?"
"NO!" Myles barked. He had half a mind to yank back on the shepherd for even mentioning that. It should be clear to Max by now that the husky wasn't into females. But he relaxed and let the remark slide off of his back when he remembered who he was getting involved with. "Won't the humans get upset about us running away?"
"Most likely." He answered as he wiggled himself deeper into the furniture. "But after a few times of us breaking out, they will either give up on trying to breed us or they will take us to the vet to get a paw job, so they can breed the female themselves."
"I like this plan." Myles said with a smile. The vet's office was usual a terrifying place and he wasn't sure how this paw job worked to impregnate a female, but it might help the husky's relations with the humans if they were jerking his dick around to get his seed out of him.
"You just like it because you heard paw job." Max pointed out to him. He wasn't wrong. With a big yawn and shut eyes, Max laid his head down onto the long seat's arm. "...I could use a nap after these past few days..."
"Hey!" Myles barked to try to keep him awake. It felt a little unfair to him that the shepherd got to sleep while he waited for them to untie. He hasn't got anymore sleep then his mate did the past several days. "So I just get to sit here and hang out while you take a snooze?"
"You don't have to." Max sluggishly answered with his eyes still closed. "You can be a dear and clean me up before we come apart."
That does it! Myles gave the mouthy shepherd a tug back, but he heard a sloppy pop instead of a yelp as he completely slid out of Max. So he quickly curled up and gave his shrinking cock a tongue bath until it tucked itself away in its fuzzy hideout. He uncurled himself and turned his attention to the shepherd. It didn't surprise the husky to see that Max was still lying on his back snoring away. Myles just released a heavy sigh. There weren't any signs that the shepherd even attempting to clean himself. So Myles took it upon himself to clean Max's chest, tail hole, and the spot under his rump where the husky's seed leaked out. It was also a good idea to clean him up so the humans didn't pick up on what they did on their long black seat. Each drop of evidence there was replaced by his spit. It would still be clear to any animal that checked out the cushion what went on there, but the humans dull senses would keep them from figuring anything it out. Myles was satisfied with his spit shine and went over to the other side of the seat from Max and crashed there himself.
Max awoke to the voices of over caffeinated news anchors going over the afternoon articles. He rolled over onto his stomach and sat up to take a look around the living room. Everything was still where it belonged and he was even cleaned up already. Knocked out on the other side of the leather sofa was Myles using the leather arm to rest his head on.
"Hey..." Max whispered to the snoozing husky after a long drawn out yawn. He wasn't sure why he was whispering. They were the only ones in the house at the moment. He awkwardly walked across the couch cushions to Myles and gave his mate a poke on the muzzle with his nose. "...Hey...wake up Myles..."
"Hmmm..." The husky quietly growled as he picked up his head from the couch's arm. All of the fur on the side of his head was flattened out from their long nap.
"We slept most of the day away." Max pointed out to the dog with bed head. "The humans will be home very soon."
"Ok." Myles simply said to the shepherd.
"You going to be alright or do you need to step out for a breather first?" Max asked the tired dog.
"I'll be alright." He answered as he lowered his back down onto the sofa's arm. "You'll be here with me."
Part of Max just howled AWWWW, but he kept that to himself. Instead, he laid down behind his husky and rested his head on Myles's fluffy butt.
"-Ways to improve your fuel economy, recent bear sightings by a champion mini horse breeder north of Pine County, and your local weather after the break." A peppy news anchor lady said on TV. The camera feed panned out as load upbeat music played over the anchors yapping at each other.
"Have you seen any bears out in the woods lately?" Max asked with his head still on his mates rump.
"No...why?" Myles asked back.
"Their talking about bear sightings north of here on TV." He pointed out to the clueless dog. "It would be funny if some hikers mistaken you for a large bear."
"Humans don't travel out where I go." Myles said not catching the attempted humor from the shepherd.
"You should take me out there someday." Max said back to him. A place so out of the way that humans won't even pretend to enjoy hiking out to sounded nice to the shepherd's ears.
"Ok... but it's through a creek and over a few hills." He explained. "You'll have to get a little wet and muddy, and you might even put on a bit of muscle."
"I'll embrace the mud." Max said almost heroically. Getting used to everything in the forest is priority one if he is going to be together with an outdoorsy dog. The sooner he starts tromping around the unfamiliar terrain, the better he will be further down the road. "Maybe we can head out there tomorrow after Fable leaves?"
"We can do that." Myles answered. They both fell silent when there date was set, but it was short lived when the front door burst open.
"I'M HOME!" Their owner hollered when she came through the door with Mom behind her. Max sat up to greet them, but he had to duck to avoid being hit by the kid's backpack that she threw over him. It landed on the sofa in the spot he was sleeping in earlier. There would be a pink and purple pack filled with sixty pounds of books hitting him if he was still lying there asleep. Max sat back up and watched her set her neon pink laptop on the grounded backpack and then wedged herself in between both of her dogs. "How are my boys doing?"
She reached out and patted each dog with one hand. Myles flattened his ears to his head and didn't look the least bit comfortable with the human showing him affection. But their touch felt very comforting to Max. It felt almost like he was getting a message to the top of his head and behind his ears.
"Whew... One of you stinks." She pointed out to her dogs as she got up from the sofa. It sounded like a repeat from this morning.
"It's probably both of us." The shepherd said to her even though she couldn't understand him.
"What?" Myles asked as he picked his head up from the couch's arm and looked over to the shepherd.
"She said, one of you stinks, and then I said, it's probably both of us." Max translated to the husky. Their smells made a power saving spiral light bulb go off in his head. Since his mate wanted to become a pet, Max was going to introduce him to the next level. "I've got an idea that will get you a ton of points from the humans, so follow me."
Both dogs got up from the sofa and the shepherd lead his mate over to the bathroom underneath the staircase. Everything that was in the tiny room that Max nosed his way into was white. White shower curtains, white floor tiles, white walls, white floor mats, and even white toilet paper.
"What are we doing in here?" Myles asked as he carefully sniffed the toilet.
"You're going to get in here." Max pointed out to him by poking the bathtub/shower combo with his paw. "And hold still when you're in there."
"Why?" The husky asked as he turned his nose to the tub.
"Trust me."
"That's what I'm afraid of..." Myles grumbled as he hesitantly climbed into the bathtub. Max poked his head out of the bathroom and made a low bark. Within seconds their owner was poking her head into the room to see what's happening.
"What is going on in... here...?" She trailed off when she saw the husky standing in the tub. "Aw, does Myles want a bath?"
"What does that mean?" Myles nervously whined to the shepherd. He began to get very antsy and had a hard time holding still. "What did she say!?"
"Be good." Max said as he left the room. "And stay still!"
"Max! Max!" The husky barked from the small room. He really began to panic when the water started flowing. "This thing is shooting water at me!"
"Mom! Help!" Their owner shouted. Mom sprung to action by causally walked out of the kitchen and over to the bathroom that was filled with pleads for help, whining, running water, and claws scratching to get free. That superwoman of a parent reached out and pulled the noisy room's door closed.
"I helped." Mom said to Max with a shrug. The shepherd barked back before they both retreated into the kitchen.
"You smell good." Max said as he buried his nose into damp grey patch of fur and inhaled. He was hit with the scent of coconut oatmeal shampoo. It was the same scent that his owners used on him.
"No I don't..." Myles whined. He sat on the sofa beside Max with a complete look of defeat. Their owner sat on the other side of him with a change of dry cloths and was stroking him with a wire dog brush. That brush popped and jerked out the knots and tangles in his thick fur with each pass. It always hurt the shepherd to get his fur brushed, but it didn't seem to bother his mate in anyway. At least not physically. "This sucks..."
"Aw, but you look so handsome." Max pointed out to the mentally destroyed dog. "It's nice to see your real fur colors instead of white, grey, and dirt."
"I liked my dirt..." Myles pouted like a puppy. The girl finished brushing his back, sides, and neck before retrieving something from her backpack. She wrapped one arm around her husky's broad neck and held out her other arm with her smartphone tilted sideways in the selfie position. Max smashed himself up against Myles so he was also on the phone's screen. That sandwiched the husky between him and their owner.
"You know what's better than being on a board in her room?" Max whispered into Myles ear. Their owner pressed the screen with her thumb and the phone made a shutter sound. "Being online where all of her friends and family can see you."
She pulled the phone down and started poking around the screen with her thumb. Without any couching from Max, Myles leaned in and gave his owner a lick on the cheek.