AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Good boy.” I kept up the gentle touches as he nuzzled into me and pressed his body into my abs. “You want more, huh?” I gave a low laugh as he barked. “I’ll give my pup more cuddles, but first, Master wants to see you play with the ball and wag that pretty tail.”
He gave a low huff of protest but started to shift a little on my lap.
“Good boy.” Not finding any reason to deny myself the urge to keep touching him, I ran my hands over his body as he slowly got his knees back under him. He was shaky and clearly lost in his role, but he did his best to obey me.
His hard cock bobbed between his thighs as he carefully got off my lap. He was beautiful, sexier than I’d ever imagined, and looking at me with such adoration. There was no judgment in his eyes, no worries, or old arguments standing between us. I was Master, and he was my pup.
“That’s my good pup.” Not letting myself think, I ran my hand over his ass and gave the tail a little nudge. He gasped out and arched up, begging for more. “Show me how you wag your tail. Clench down on the plug, Pup.”
It took Adrian a minute to understand what I meant.
“That’s right,” I encouraged him. As his body tightened around the plug, sending waves of pleasure through him, it would also wag his tail. “My pretty pup.”
He slowly got used to the movement and the sensation that had to be flooding through him, because soon he was wagging and slowly moving around. He didn’t go far, and he didn’t stop begging for little touches. The minute my hands left his body, he’d press up against me or wag his little tail, and he would bark.
It shouldn’t have affected me the way it did, but every time that tail shifted or he made one of those sounds, I lost myself a little more. I wanted to see what other noises I could coax out of him, but I didn’t trust myself. We’d kissed, but kissing was… mild. The things I wanted to do to him were anything but.
I needed to clear my head.
“Go get your toy,” I told him, making sure to give him a scratch behind the ears so he knew I wasn’t sending him to do something else because he’d messed up — anything but, really. “I think we said we’d play, hmm?”
Adrian gave a low bark. It was almost a questioning sound, but maybe that was just in my head.
“Where’s your ball, Pup?”
I got another bark. More confident, maybe? Then he glanced around and bounded over to pick up the toy where it rolled near the dresser. Two strides in, and he gave a low whine, arching his back and wagging the tail desperately.
I couldn’t help but let out a low chuckle. “I know it feels good, but bring me the ball.”
Adrian crawled more slowly across the room, letting out little noises that were pure need as the tail swung behind him. When he finally brought the ball back to me, we were both breathing hard — and we hadn’t even started playing yet.
“Just think, Pup,” I murmured. “It already feels good… Think about how it’s going to feel when you chase the ball.” I took it from him, meeting his eyes and seeing only pleasure there, only need.
I tossed the ball experimentally into the air, testing the weight and forcing myself to commit to this instead of kissing him and seeing just how far we could go. Taking in a deep, shuddering breath, I tossed the ball lightly toward the other end of the room. “Fetch, boy,” I encouraged him.
Adrian gave a happy bark. It was clear he wanted to chase after it but as I watched the tail sway cautiously, I realized he was nervous about how it would feel.
“It’s going to feel so good, Pup. Show me how fast you can get the ball, boy.” Running one hand down his back and over his ass, I nudged the tail again, telling myself it was just to give him some encouragement… to get him used to the sensation.
Adrian gave a low huff I couldn’t translate and leaned into my touch for a moment before he started to move. He wasn’t exactly fast, but considering the way his cock bobbed and jerked and the way the tail furiously moved, it was probably the best as he could do.
He came back and dropped the ball in my lap, pushing his head into my chest, panting and needy.
I ran my fingers through his hair, petting him and murmuring praise to him. He thrived on the affection, and it was a gorgeous thing to see. There was just something so spectacular about it that I couldn’t put into words.
I picked up the ball, clucking my tongue. “Don’t tell me you’re already tired,” I teased. “I can’t wear you out that easily, can I?” I tossed the ball again, and the grin on my own lips felt foreign — foreign, but good.
He went after the ball again with just as much enthusiasm, and I couldn’t stop myself from staring. I wasn’t sure what I liked looking at more — the tail in his ass, or the way his cock moved.
Both. Definitely both.
Adrian bounded back across the room, dick and tail both swinging beautifully. He dropped the ball again, giving me a little lick on the lips and a playful bark. Throwing the ball again, I reached out and gave his ass a pat. “Fetch.” The command came out forceful, and to me… heated.
Adrian either didn’t mind or didn’t notice, because he made another cheerful bark and ran across the room, clearly getting used to how good it felt.
We repeated the scene over and over. Throw the ball. Fetch the ball. Touches for being a good pup. The touches were getting more and more… Intimate probably wasn’t the word. He was naked with a plug in his ass. We’d reached intimate when we’d kissed in the car. When I’d fingered him and gotten him ready for the tail, we’d gone beyond it. Now, I just didn’t know a word for it.
“Good, Pup.” My hands trailed over his body as he leaned against me, breathing hard and arching his ass up, wagging his tail.
