Obedience Classes by Sean Michael

Author:Sean Michael [Michael, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781627570169
Publisher: Storm Moon Press
Published: 2013-06-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Dirk left the bed to make sure his freezer and fridge were well-stocked as well as check his wood supply before starting a fire. They had everything they needed for a nice long stay. He slipped out the door to leave a message on his sister's phone—just to let her know everything was okay and that she could reach him on his cell if she needed him. And that she needed to let him know when she dropped that pup of hers.

Then he went back in and settled into a chair by the bed, watching his pup sleep.

So lovely, skin a pale gold and solidly muscled—strong enough to take him. Dirk would let that thick, heavy mane of hair grow, but he liked the clean-shaven look. You couldn't hold your pup down by facial hair. Not in any sort of sexy manner, anyway.

He chuckled and stretched, his prick filling slowly the longer he watched.

Trevor turned over and arched, stretching lazily.

"Mmm... sexy puppy." He reached out and touched Trevor's ribs.

Trevor's eyes popped open and stared at him.

"Good morning."

"Hey." Trevor sat up and scooted to the other side of the bed. "Bathroom?"

Dirk nodded toward the door in the back corner. "Indoor plumbing. It's very civilized here."

Trevor gave him a wild-eyed look and then headed to the can. The door closed behind him.

Dirk chuckled. The bathroom offered no way for Trevor to escape. He could let the pup sulk there for awhile.

He loved how stubborn the pup was, too. It would serve them well in the long term. In the meantime, they would have such fun with it.

He'd start some food soon—that would bring the pup out of the bathroom.

Before he could get up and follow through on that, he heard the water running and smelled the woodsy scent of his soap. His pup was in there, naked. Wet. Touching himself. Growling, his need sudden and harsh, Dirk got up and went for the bathroom door.

There wasn't a lock—he'd taken it off—and the door opened silently. Trevor was soaping himself, hands moving over that taut body.

"Mmm. Look at you." Slim but strong—there wasn't an ounce of extra flesh on his pup, just wiry muscle.

Trevor jumped and stared at him with huge eyes. "I'm in the shower."

"And I'm joining you." He shed his robe and climbed into the stall.

Trevor turned away and started sluicing soap from his skin. "I'll be done in a second."

"Excellent." He waited until Trevor seemed completely de-soaped and then pushed him up against the tile.

"I'm getting out!" Trevor tried to slide past him.

"No, you're not." He pressed Trevor harder against the wall, his cock rubbing on the finely furred flat belly.

"I was taking a shower." Trevor glared at him, almost growling the words. "What's wrong with you?"

God, he loved that fire. "I thought the water would make it a nice place to fuck."

"You can't want me again. It's impossible."

Dirk pressed his prick even harder into Trevor's belly. "There's your proof." He leaned down, sniffing at Trevor, loving how his pup shivered.

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