A Pup, His Pack, & His New Boyfriend's Bone

by Alex

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My previous handler mistreated me. He never took me for walks in parks which I wanted to go for walks in. We only went to the parks which he picked out. He never wanted to hold my paw when we were out in public. He never leaned down to kiss me...I always had to kiss him. I would beg him to stay the night in my doghouse and beg him for permission to stay the night at his place, even if I were only allowed to sleep on the floor. But he refused every request. We would watch movies but only the ones which he picked out for us. I had to watch them curled up on his bed, alone while he sat in a nearby chair - even though his puppy was cold and wanted somewhere warm to rest my head.

Whenever I was in the mood for a bone with a milk treat at the end or a proper bone doggie-style on my king-sized bed, he told me that I had full permission to go back on Grindr and find a random handler who would take my virginity. He hoped I would find someone - not someone to date or someone who was into the whole Puppy play like I am but someone who would "get me over my horniness". But I didn't want some random handler. I wanted him so I never opened the app. And worst of all, he never punished me for disobeying his orders.

Whenever I tried to make a kiss last longer than a little peck on the lips, he would slap me. Not a slap on the ass which would only get me hornier but he literally slapped my snout and told me to calm down. Because god forbid my tongue might get some actual playful attention. He should've known puppies like to lick things and use their tongue a lot. One time I tried to use my tongue, he even bit my lip hard and then pretty much did nothing to apologize to me for having made his puppy cower away.

He always told me that he felt nothing when we kissed - that's right, absolutely nothing. He asked me why my tail was wagging when I saw him for the first time when I came home from a business trip which lasted eight days. He should've known you should never ask a puppy why he's excited to be home because he should know why I was excited and come to think of it, his tail should've been wagging too.

In real life, as I told you in previous stories, he really was a milkman but he hated that I wanted his milk more than any other. And worst of all, he never petted me when I did things for him or showed me any kind of appreciation. Not even a 'thank you' when I cooked him dinner and invited my whole family over to meet him.

We looked to the world like we were the perfect couple but a puppy can only take so much abuse before he runs away from home. Thanks to him, I found out my limit was three months of abuse. And that's why I haven't been writing these past couple weeks because puppies don't like to share when they've been abused...abused in a bad way, not a sexy way...and pups don't share when they're trying to find a new handler.

It's funny when you run away, you don't expect other puppies to help you but they all do. One of my friends who has been a friend since my high school days reached out to me just to see how I was doing. He was really one of the only ones to understand why I ran away. We starting sharing stories and wondering why we didn't hang out more as kids because we had so much in common, both being gay. We shared intimate details and I told him the truth of my ex-relationship, how my handler never wanted to handle me. My friend spoke of his boyfriend and how they have their problems too but they have love to keep them together. When I told him it was hard for me to want to lose my virginity for three months and never once have my handler touch me, call me cute, or call me sexy, my friend told me he would be glad to touch me seeing that he has an open relationship. But again, I want my handler to be someone I love and someone I can call my exclusive boyfriend.

We got to talking and he shared with me a picture of all his toys. It was very fun seeing them all and wanting to play with them all myself. But then in the corner of the one picture, I saw his beautiful tail. It was a pup butt plug but still beautiful nonetheless. He eventually showed me what it looked like on him and my inner animal escaped. I wanted to get down on all fours behind him and smell him and shove my snout deep into his ass to lick his tail at the base.

I shared with him that I too was a puppy.

"My name's Fido" he told me.

"And I'm Amente Dell'osso" I replied.

"What does that mean?"

"It's Italian for 'bone lover'."

He told me where he got his tail and I sort of bought mine later that night. I have yet to get my collar and leash but don't worry, I have puppy ears I wear all the time around the backyard where I go to play and shit. And I wear them outside around Halloween because that's when pups can come out to play without getting too noticed. Though I hear it is fun to see a member of your pack wearing their collar and bark at each other from across the street.

But then Fido told me something heartbreaking. Well, heartbreaking to a pup that is. In his picture of toys, there laid his collar and leash. He told me he bought them himself since his boyfriend doesn't like to roleplay at all. And frankly that's just heartbreaking because no matter if your boyfriend likes play or not, they should be the one to collar you with their name on your dog tag. Honestly, Ruff any boy who doesn't want to be his handler 24/7 because Fido is fucking sexy and a cute as hell pup. Go Ruff yourself if you think a gift card to a local restaurant is a better Christmas or birthday present to your boyfriend than a collar and leash with your name on it. It doesn't matter if you like that sort of playfulness or not, your boyfriend wants you to be his handler so show him you love him, put a collar on his neck or get out. Just don't give it to us when our whole family's around because I promise you we're going to be a bad little puppy and pull your pants down right then and we won't stop barking until you fuck us raw ten times in a row. But I'm being a bit too honest and frank again...rrruff!!!

Over the next little while Fido and I formed a pack, or a group of dogs who stick together and help each other whenever the other is in need. Certainly we hope to add members to our pack in the future but for right now, being just two of us is just fine.

But with my crappy milkman jerk of an ex out of the picture, I put myself back in the pet store window and back on Grindr trying to find a new handler. Soon enough a man a few years younger than I came along. He spotted me in the window and introduced himself.

"I'm Keith. What's your name?" he asked.

"Alex."

The next few days went by and he kept coming back to that store just to talk to me. He'd call me cute which I'll be honest, was a word I haven't heard someone describe me as in a very long time. Not even my ex-handler called me that and that's a shame because, damn I think I'm the cutest freaking pup in this store. Well, besides Keith of course.

It didn't take long for us to text each other our numbers and ask each other on a real date. On that date we spoke about a lot of things. Our music interest, our life goals, our relationship goals and children goals, and plenty of other things you should really know before going too far into the squirrel hole...ruff those squirrels! Good for nothing pieces of...ruff!!! There I go again. Sorry about that.

Anyway, we went for a long drive that day in his car and I sat in the passenger seat. No, shockingly I didn't stick my head out the window because that's just too much, too soon. I normally love driving but seeing your potential new handler drive extra safe just to impress you, it's kind of cute and sweet to be in the passenger seat instead. On our long drive, I asked him if I could ask him a very personal question but only because we were already talking about very personal things like our opinions on marriage and kids...while he was holding my paw the whole time. He happily agreed and so I just came out with it.

"What do you prefer?" I asked him.

"What do you mean? Like top or bottom kind of thing?" he replied.

"Yeah."

"I'm a versatile so I prefer to have both in my life."

"Good, so am I only I'm a virgin so I kind of want that more than someone who's had sex before. And that's exactly what I wanted to find in someone, that they're a vers I mean. But I have two twists with mine."

"What are they?"

"Well the one I can share is that when I'm a bottom, I prefer to be submissive."

"Really? That's amazing because I've long wanted that too."

"Good"

"And the other?"

"That one I can't tell you yet because you might be freaked out."

"Oh come on. Nothing will freak me out. I just really want to see what goes on behind those cute puppy eyes of yours."

"Funny you'd mention that. Do you really want to know?"

"Of course"

"Have you heard of the pup tribe?"

He suddenly pulled his car off to the side of the road and looked at me. I was scared I just freaked him out. But then he turned and said "Oh my gosh. Seriously, I'm a pup too. I've waited so long to find a fellow pup. I love that so much."

"Seriously?"

"I'm not joking like you just got ten times hotter in my mind by saying that."

"So you like that we're holding paws right now?"

"Well I kind of want to kiss you right now."

"You don't have to ask permission."

Then he leaned in and gave me a perfect peck on the lips. And then another. And then I grabbed his head with my hands cupped around his ears and held him on the kiss for just a second longer.

"So, can I ask you a personal question too then?" he asked me.

"Sure."

"How do you know you're a bottom if you're a virgin?"

"I've experimented a lot"

"What do you mean, experimented?"

"Let's just say before I came out, I tested every aspect to know for sure if I wanted a boy."

"Wait, like you tried with your fingers?"

"Sometimes."

"Toys?"

"Some...times" I said really nervous.

"It's okay, I have a dildo too."

"It's just sometimes when I'm horny, my dick really wants to get off. Other times and just as often, I don't want to touch my front and I'll only have this feeling like a small warming feeling around my ass and I know all I want is to have a dick shoved up it and that's all I want those days. So on those days, nothing can replace the real thing but a dildo comes close."

"I totally get it. Couldn't have said it better myself."

We spoke for a few hours with interlaced conversations of whether we prefer to use condoms or go it raw or if we like to use lube or just spit. Things like that weaved into our conversation of relationship foundation blocks. And let's face it, sex is a foundation block. My ex-handler only ever wanted to be a top and that was bound to ruin us because I wanted to be vers and that meant he would have to at least at some points get my cock up his ass. As real men should if I may add.

In that conversation, I found out my new potential handler also received nudes of my ex-handler while him and I were a couple. This was the second guy who I now know he sexted during our relationship. So Ruff him. But anyway back to my date.

It was a perfect first date and I came home and texted Fido. I told him how I met another pup and he wished us well. "You'll have lots of fun together" he said.

The next day, Keith came over my house and brought pizza. It's not a puppy's favorite meal because it's hard to eat it out of a bowl on the floor using only your mouth but second dates aren't really the greatest moments to show your new potential handler how deep into the role you want to be. But over pizza I asked him if he would like to officially be my boyfriend and handler. And he said yes. In my heart, I just knew it was the right time to ask him. I wanted to have a moment like this over a meal we would have regularly in our lives. This way, every time we have pizza, we will always have a good memory.

He brought garlic knots with him as well but he romantically turned them down and didn't want them because, and I quote..."I don't think you'd want to kiss me much then and I really want a lot of kisses." I know, that line made me blush really hard too. It's the kind of line which really just deserves a kiss and so I gave him one and it lasted a good few minutes. Just long enough where we just had to come up for air.

We then went up to my bedroom to watch a movie on Netflix. We looked up gay movies on the searching option because both of us really hate seeing straight couples in all of our movies. And we ended up picking a movie called "Dream Ship". It is one of the most iconic gay movies of all time and neither of us ever seen it but we heard good things. A minute into the movie and he was holding me wrapped in his arm and my head was dangerously close to his armpit to smell him as we lied on my bed. I couldn't help staring at him because he is so cute and handsome. He looked at the movie and then back at me. Back and forth for a few minutes.

A few more minutes into the movie and we actually started watching it without getting distracted by each other. And a few minutes more and we both had to stop watching it. No one ever told us, it was basically a movie of shirtless guys who all looked sexy. That should really be in the Netflix description.

"Do you want me to find something else for us to watch?" I whispered to him.

"We can or we can keep watching. Doesn't matter. Why?"

"Well, if we keep watching, I'm going to have to just look at you so I don't have to watch the movie."

"Is it getting you hard too?"

"A little. Why are you?"

"Yeah"

"But I don't think looking at you is going to help me calm down though. It may only get me more excited."

"Well, we could keep watching and we could just watch it naked and at the end just jerk off together."

"We could but I don't like that idea very much." I replied. "You're my boyfriend now so you don't get to touch yourself and I don't get to touch myself. Those are the rules. If you want something done, you have to come to me and visa-versa."

"Well, I'm not saying like butt stuff because let's leave that to like at least the fifth date but like we could if you want do something."

"Don't you think it's too early for that?"

"Well maybe but I've been horny all day and I didn't even wear boxers today because I was going to go home after this and do something on my own so only if you want."

"Oh really, you see I have a rule about boxers." I said as I stood up and stood on the far side of the bed. "I think that if you want something, you need to dress the part. If you're out and about with your family or something, then by all means wear normal boxers. But if you're going to be alone or if there's even a remote chance of having 'fun' with your boyfriend, I think you need to dress up for it. If you're horny, you need to show it. So, if you don't wear boxers or anything under those jeans, it's a sure sign you want me to do something about it. And guess what I wore today?"

"Nothing?"

"Nope." I said as I pulled down my jeans and revealed my blue jockstrap which was bursting at the seams from my cock being so hard inside. What can I say? It's not too often you get a sexy guy in your bed who went commando for you. Then again it's not everyday you meet a fellow pup and run to the store after your first date to get jockstrap in his favorite color.

"Dang you look sexy in those" he countered. "Get over here"

I went over to the bed and laid down on top of him. I leaned down for a kiss and felt his tongue bursting in through my lips and into my mouth. Ruff this boy knows how to treat a pup with his tongue.

As we made out for quite a few minutes, I felt his hand grabbing the outside of my jockstrap and rubbing my cock. I felt him release my cock for a second before I heard a snap of metal. A few seconds later and his hand was again on my cock and now wrapping it with my jockstrap fabric and jerking it. My tongue was now deeply lodged in his mouth and I loved it.

He started to put both his hands under my shirt and lift it off of me. I quickly sat up and started taking it off. I threw it to the floor beside my bed and looked down to realize his big cock was now completely exposed. That metal snap I heard before was his jeans being unbuttoned. He didn't wear a belt and somehow he only had one button left before his cock forced itself out of its denim pouch.

"So, you really aren't wearing boxers or anything?"

"Nope."

I looked at his face for a moment and then back down at his perfect 6 inch cock.

"You want that bone, don't you?" he asked.

I immediately starred directly into his eyes and gave him a face that said "Ruff you for turning me on with saying something that fucking sexy" while I opened my mouth and exhaled and shaked a bit inside. 

"Ruff" I said.

"You can have it boy." he replied. 

I jumped off the bed and pulled off his jeans with my teeth while he took off his shirt with his paws. My teeth then bit down on each of his socks and pulled them off of him.

"Take yours off too" he ordered but all I had left on was my jockstrap. So, I reached my paws down, turned away from him to show him my already exposed ass and then took it off. I turned around and gave him a look at me. His eyes had a desire I never seen any eyes have before in my life. But then I jumped up on the bed and got on top of him once again, this time with our cocks rubbing against each other, bare skin to bare skin. And it felt unreal. My tongue was busy working and kissing in French again but my body was trembling from how amazing that felt to have another man's bare skin against my cock.

I pulled my head up from the kiss and put my lips close to his ear. I whispered to him to ask "do you mind me having a treat?"

"I have to warn you, it takes me a while to erupt but if you don't mind the work, you've been a good pup today so I think you deserve it."

"Having a treat is never work." I whispered as I kissed his neck, then his chest and nipple, then his belly and then saw his bone close up. It's curved just slightly and stood like a magnificent tower people come from all over the world to see. But I wanted to start off slow so I licked his huge balls. And I'm not exaggerating, they were massive in size since he hadn't jerked off in weeks apparently but that meant all the more milk for me at the end. And finally I tried putting them in my mouth one at a time because they both wouldn't fit together. Like I said, I wasn't kidding, they were huge.

I licked my tongue all the way up the bottom of his shaft. It tasted better than anything or any food ever. I kissed the tip of his cock and stared up at his face which was looking down in sweet agony and anticipation of what was to come next.

As I let my lips slide open, remembering to keep my lips over my teeth so as not to bite him, I slid my mouth over his cock and I felt the whole bed shake from him relaxing and melting into putty. He grabbed my hair and pushed my head farther down, so much so that I started to gag on his giant cock in the back of my throat. But that only created more saliva on his dick which I happily used as he pulled my hair so my head would go up and down on his shaft faster and faster. I twisted my head side to side and used my tongue to push against the bottom of his shaft.

After almost thirty minutes of sucking on his shaft and playing with his giant balls in my hands, he pulled me off and asked "can I try for a little bit?".

"But I really want your cum."

"And you'll get it but like I said, it takes me a while and I want to have my turn too. Now lay down."

"Yes sir." I said with pretty much the biggest grin on my face I could muster. I never once in my life felt the lips of a man on my cock but I've long imagined it. At this point, I was flaccid. I hate myself for it but having a cock in my mouth distracted me from having to keep my own cock up. But after he got on top of me and made out with me for another minute with his hand playing with my bone, I was at full staff attention.

He kissed my neck, then chest, then swallowed both my balls in his mouth and played with them with his tongue inside. Then he opened his lips around my shaft and went as far down as possible before his nose was pressed up against my chest. As it turns out, this boy doesn't have any gag reflex which honestly, just makes me love him more. I looked down and watched as his head rose and fell and my cock disappeared and appeared again from view. His lips felt perfect as they glided up and down. I felt the back of his throat with the tip of my cock and I was in a total uforia.

About five minutes later, I called out to him "Get ready" and that's when he pulled off. He quickly made his way to my head. I wasn't offended though. First rule of pup play, the pup never shoots first. Handler first and then depending on how good a job the puppy did, only then does the handler decide how the pup will get off, if at all.

I was still laying down with the back of my head against a pillow behind me and he was now sitting over me with his cock on my face. He buried his cock in my mouth and pushed it to the back of my throat again while he put his hands on the wall at the top of my bed and started fucking my head with his hips in full swing. And I fucking loved it. I let him fuck me and I wrapped my hands around his hips and reached my fingers around to his ass. I saw his ass a few moments ago but it was just too good not to touch. I started pressing my finger against the ring of his ass as he fucked my brains out. But he was nowhere near climax yet which meant neither was I.

A few minutes later, we switched positions again and I started to jerk him with my hand using some saliva I had left there moments ago. I twisted and jerked and kissed him all over. I made him promise to let me know before he exploded because I wanted to taste it. I never tasted it before and this time, I wasn't giving in until I did just that. A long time passed and sure enough he was ready to explode but my tongue was buried in his mouth so all he could do is mumble a word inside my mouth. And I knew what it meant, I felt the first drop hit my side of my back and I quickly wrapped my lips around his cock to feel the last few shots be fired into my mouth.

As per the rules of pup play, I left his cum in my mouth and looked up at him until he gave me permission to swallow. I'm sort of glad he waited a second to give me permission because holy hell that tasted unfucking real. Put it this way, it doesn't taste like any other food group and if you've never tasted it, there's nothing I could compare it to other than it's like tasting a rainbow which is fucking a unicorn. Don't even know if it's possible for a rainbow to fuck a unicorn but, yep, that good. If all I get for breakfast every morning before work is his cum, I'm perfectly alright with that.

He then started to look around and asked me if I had a towel to clean up the few drops which landed on his stomach before I had a chance to eat the rest. I looked him dead in the eyes and "rrrrrrrrufff!" as I quickly bent down and licked up every drop on his chest. Sure, my arm hurt for the next week because I've never jerked someone at all and jerking myself never took more than 20 minutes when I used the stop and go method - but with him, I had to jerk him for almost 45 - but this was my fucking treat and no stupid towel was going to stop me from enjoying it.

I just layed next to him and waited for him to go down on me again. But he didn't do that. Instead, he got on top of me again and started kissing me and talking to me all sexy. I was rock hard and I pressed my cock up in between his ass cheeks to let him know what I wanted. Not anal but I wanted to get off too. He tortured me like that for the next few minutes.

"What do you want right now?" he asked me finally.

"I want your lips wrapped around my cock again." I replied. What can I say? I forgot he liked to be a puppy too and now we just switched roles so I had to give orders now. And I'm fine with that, I just forgot in the heat of the moment.

He spun me around so I was now on top of him. I placed my hands on the wall in front of me and nearly pulled down my rainbow flag above my bed. My cock was now dangling in front of his mouth and he opened wide. I pushed it in as it slid on his lips. His perfect and soft lips. I started thrusting my hips back and forth. I felt the back of his throat hit the head of my cock but I didn't hear him gagging. Man, what a perfect reflex not to have. I'm so jealous.

"You like that, don't you boy?" I called out to him.

"Mmm-hmm." I heard in a perfect and muffled voice under not having any room left in his mouth to utter real words any longer.

A few minutes past by and I felt myself getting to the breaking point. "Can I cum in your mouth?" I asked because we had never done this before and I didn't want him to be mad that I did something I wasn't supposed to do. I really didn't want a spanking. Maybe I did, who knows?

"Mmm-hmm." I again heard in his muffled voice. He knew I was about to shoot and so he wrapped his hands around my hips and held me there on his mouth. One of his hands reached round and pulled back my ass cheek and he began to finger the outside ring of my ass knowing full well it would make me cum even harder.

Then I felt myself starting to shoot shot after shot into his mouth. I stopped thrusting my hips forwards and back and he started to push his head forward and back on my cock even though it was uncomfortable for him to do so. He knew I never in my life felt what it was like to shoot a load in to a boy's mouth and he wasn't about to ruin that first time for me just because I was in such an incredible place I could no longer move my hips. He knew I only gave half my load and there were half of the shots still left if only he kept sucking his lips on my cock. So, he continued until every last drop was milked from my dick.

I looked down as I pulled my cock out from his mouth and saw it covered in white cum and saliva. It was gross but sexy as hell. It almost made me want to cum again if it weren't for my balls being empty and there not being any cum left in my body after my first blow. I twiched my eyebrows up to let him know swallowing was now allowed and so he did. Every last drop. I watched his throat and adam's apple move to gulp it down. Never before had I seen such an amazing thing. My pup boyfriend swallowing my cum. Who knew that would be the most romantic and wonderful sight I could ever behold?

I bent down with my cock now going soft and glazing a trail of cum and saliva all along his chest and down to his cock where both our cocks met again and kissed and danced. I shoved my tongue deep in his mouth trying to taste all the cum I had left there and then sat up to lick his chest once again, cleaning my own trail of a mess up all the way down to his cock which I just had to suck one last time to remember what it tasted like forever.

It was now two and a half hours after we started watching the movie and we were both dead tired. I asked him why it took him so long to cum for me. Was it something I did because again, this was my first time? But no, he just takes a while to cum which makes it a fun little challenge for me and believe me, that cum is worth the extra work and the wait. But he said when it comes to anal, he gets off much faster so it wouldn't be like he would pound my ass forever...which is a bit disappointing to hear actually. I was rather looking forward to him pounding my ass for hours or at least until my ass would be sore the whole next day.

But I had to take him home eventually so we both got dressed again and headed downstairs through my kitchen. He grabbed another slice of his pizza and told me for some reason, after he jerks off or cums, he always is hungry. I'm not always hungry after a jerk session but after giving and getting a blow, so was I. But I didn't want to ruin that wonderful cum taste in my mouth so I watched him eat and then I took him home.

As we sat in the car outside his house, he pulled out his phone and told me he wanted to show me something. He proceeded to delete Grindr and another dating app on his phone. "I don't want you to think this was it for us." he said to me as he looked at me with a powerful yet romantic smile. "We were both just horny tonight and that's fine but I'm not one of those guys. You're my one and only now."

I just started to tear up and I pulled out my phone too. I opened the Grindr app one last time and screenshotted our conversation we had on the app before we gave each other our phone numbers and started to text. I didn't want to forget any message and didn't want to forget what day we started talking. What day he first called me cute. How he sent me his picture and so adorably asked for mine in return.

After I saved the screenshots, I deleted all my dating apps too. He might have taken my breath away on this night both in bed and romantically by deleting his apps but I wasn't going to let him think I only wanted one thing either. He was now my handler and I was going to work hard every day showing him I deserve him and I'm a good little puppy.

Later that night Fido messaged me a picture of pup in full costume but I told him what happened. He asked if I finally got to taste cum and I told him how incredible it was. I told him the secret that though I like being blown, I like blowing even more. And while Fido and I still chat and share a lot, we're a pack after all, he wishes me the best of luck and fun with my new pup handler. But he too thinks my ex-handler missed out on something great, if only he wanted a real relationship too and if only he let my inner puppy cum out to play.