Earth's New Masters Chapter 22 No One Is To Blame?
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The Humans and their German Shepherd masters go fishing in the mountains for the weekend. Will Jeff finally submit?
Special thanks to Onyx Tao for helping insert the flow chart. If you haven't read his work, you really should. His stories were what inspired me to write.
This chapter is from Jeff's Point Of View
Loki and I got into the backseat of the Limo and James headed for home. As we were driving home Loki asked lots of questions about casting and fishing. I enjoyed answering them, it made me feel useful. Then out of the blue he said, "I noticed that you have different shorts on, what happened to the other pair?"
"I spilled something on them and David loaned me a pair of his while Gofer washed mine."
"Why didn't you put your pair back on after they were washed?" I explained how Gofer had just washed them and not bothered drying them because that was all David told him to do. He chuckled and said, "Typical CBH, they only do what they are told. They never do a stitch more."
"Well this Gofer character is different I think. He pulls pranks on David all the time and then plays dumb. I watched him sneak into Woden's garage and let the air out of David's bike tires. I even saw him go work on the garden without anyone even telling him to." I didn't tell Loki that I had seen Gofer spying on Loki fucking Ansulm senseless, because then he would know I spied on them too.
"I find that hard to believe, but that would probably make Woden happy. He was really hoping that the CBHs would start to act more independently like normal humans."
He draped an arm around my shoulder and affectionately pulled me close to him. Even though I had just got off with David, being held by Loki had me starting to harden. I wasn't the only one it was having an effect on. Loki's sheath was plumping too. "Don't worry, I won't try anything." Loki said. "I'm saving up for this weekend." He added with a wink.
"Loki I'm not sure that I'm ready for that..." I said nervously.
"Don't worry Jeff, I won't force anything. When you give yourself to me I want you to give yourself to me completely. I'll wait til then."
"I'm sorry Loki, I know this is hard for you." What I didn't want to tell him is that I didn't know if I would ever be ready. A high ranking Shep like Loki shouldn't have to deal with blue balls, why couldn't I take care of him like the other guys were doing for their Sheps. Plus it always was so wonderful when it was happening. In fact it had even been great when David and I were fooling around. I thought about our session and how he had taken charge... How I let him take charge... How I wanted him to take charge... What the fuck was wrong with me? A real man shouldn't want to submit to ANYONE. But I wanted to. Thinking about what happened between David and I made me think about the fact that I was wearing his briefs, and I was starting to get hard thinking about it. My cock and balls were being held by the same cloth that had cradled David's man sized cock. Just the thought of that was making me even harder and made me feel even more guilty. Despite all this it felt good to have Loki holding me, even though it felt like there was a huge gulf between us and neither of us could cross to the other's side.
We made it home and I unpacked my fly tying equipment from the trunk and set it up at the desk in my room. I started to tie some flies to take my mind off of things. Loki was looking over my shoulder as I tied the first trico on a size 22 hook. "What do you catch on those? Minnows?" Loki asked jokingly.
"Believe it or not I have caught some trout over 2 feet long on flies smaller than this. When the trout are zeroed in on small flies, that is all they will take. It's a challenge to get the hook to stick, but if you get it in good, you can land really large fish on them." I said as I finished up the whip finish on the fly and handed it to Loki.
"Wow! You're good at this." He praised me as he held it up to the light to see the detail in the tiny little fly. He handed it back to me and I put a drop of lacquer on the head to finish it off before I hung it on the line to air dry. I continued tying flies as Loki draped his arm around my shoulder, watching intently as I tied. While he was watching I noticed that he was sniffing me. "You smell good." He said as he held me closer. I didn't know how to respond to that so I just remained silent as I continued tying.
After I tied a few minutes I asked, "Do you want me to teach you how to tie?"
"I'm already an expert at tying..." He said with a leer and a chuckle as he grabbed his package for effect. "Oh, you mean tying flies... Yeah I'd love that."
"OK smartass." I said blushing fiercely. "Why don't you grab your kit and set it up beside me while I finish this fly." He left the room and in a few minutes returned with his fly tying gear and set it up beside me. He pulled up the short backless revolving stool and sat on it. I started by showing him the proper way to put the spool of thread into the bobbin and the proper way to hold the bobbin to control the tension on it. I showed him how to wind the thread onto the hook shaft. His fingers were very dexterous, I had no doubt that after he learned how to tie that he would be better than me. Deep down I had to admit that Loki was pretty much my superior in nearly every way, just like David had said about him and Woden. Part of me wondered why I didn't just submit to him like I wanted to. But it would just be so wrong...
After I showed him how to tie the first one I let him tie a second one. I stood up and went behind him. Since he was sitting on a low stool I could see over his shoulder despite my lack of height. I couldn't help noticing his odor, a nice strong but clean masculine odor that just screamed Alpha. Despite myself I was getting hard and since I was leaning over his back my little boner was pressed against him. I couldn't help myself, I started rubbing myself against his back. At first he was concentrating so hard that he ignored me, so I ground it against his back even more. He just couldn't ignore it but since he was right in the middle of winding the hackle he couldn't do anything until he finished winding it and tied it off.
"Be careful Feral, with the nasty case of blue balls I've got I don't know how much restraint I'll be able to show... Don't start something you aren't ready to finish..."
"I'm sorry Loki, that wasn't right..." I said apologetically. I was really feeling guilty now. He was "getting" even less than I was, since I had been fooling around with Fenrir on a regular basis. "I'm not ready to give myself to you yet, but that doesn't mean we can't fool around a bit." I said with a wink.
"What did you have in mind?" he asked with a sly grin.
"Be creative. As long as it doesn't involve anal or oral, I don't want to be addicted again. Yet..." I said as I reached down to stroke his filled to bursting sheath. He growled deep in his chest, then picked me up and carried me over to my bed. He lay me on my back and crawled on top of me. I froze up for a second, but then I relaxed as he kissed me. That familiar thick tongue explored my mouth as I surrendered to it. His paws slipped under the hem of my polo shirt and as he pulled it up over my head he broke the kiss. He kissed and licked his way down my throat then worked his way down to my nipples. He nibbled and sucked on my right nipple and tweaked my left nipple with his fingers. When he lightly nipped the right one, I jerked like a jolt of electricity went through my body. It was a good thing that David and I had our little fling earlier, I didn't have such a hair trigger. His other paw slipped down to my shorts and deftly unbuttoned them. I lifted my hips as he pulled David's shorts and briefs off of me, tossing them in the corner. He worked the rest of the way down stopping to lick a little longer at my belly button, his whiskers tickling as he worked down my treasure trail. Then to my surprise he began using his tongue like a dog would, licking my balls and cock. My balls flopped around in whatever direction that his tongue sent them, but my dick was too hard to flop anywhere. I was right on the brink of cumming when he moved down further and started licking my asshole. I tensed up a little, the distraction backing me off from imminent orgasm. Part of me was worried that he would try to take me, and another part deep down inside was hoping for just that. Why did I have those feelings?
"Don't worry Jeff, I won't take you without your permission." Loki said, then his muzzle slid down over my boner. He had it all the way in his mouth (which isn't saying much since I'm only packing 4 1/2 inches) and then he reached out with that long flexible Shep tongue and licked my little balls. It felt so good, my pud in his warm muzzle and my balls being massaged alternately by that rough wet muscular tongue. I was soon working back toward my peak when he backed off again and went back to licking my nether hole. Despite my inhibitions his warm wet tongue felt so good that I was starting to relax and get that tingly feeling in my balls when his tongue found its way inside of me. The tension was a wonderful, terrible thing. I tensed at being penetrated, but it was just his tongue and it felt so damn good. I wished that it could be something other than his tongue in me, and I hated myself for wanting it. But I would worry about that later, right now all I could think about was the strong dominant body that was sliding up mine. He moved up until our crotches were together and started thrusting against me. He rolled over pulling me on top of him. "Turn around and face my feet." He told me. I was facing his feet, straddling his waist, sorta in a push yup position. When I got situated he guided me into his sheath, which was still covering all but the tip of his huge member. I didn't need to be told to start thrusting. While it wasn't as big a turn on as when Loki was in a dominant position, just knowing I was sharing the sheath of such a huge alpha cock was getting my motor running something fierce. His big hand was holding his sheath in place so it wouldn't retract with my thrusting. Fortunately I had already gotten off once today so I wasn't on my usual hair trigger. Even so my rapid thrusting was getting me close to the edge. All of a sudden I felt something touch my anus, which distracted me for a second. I realized that it was Loki's warm thick tongue that was laving my pucker. Boy did that feel good. I started working toward my crescendo again when his tongue moved down to my balls and his big middle finger took its place at my entrance. He popped the tip in which really distracted me, but I told myself that it was only a finger and I continued to thrust into his sheath. Slowly he worked the whole finger in, then began to finger fuck me, avoiding stimulating my prostate at first, but when he was ready to cum he massaged my gland and I came immediately into his sheath, while he shot all over my balls and his belly.
He held his sheath tight around my cock until I pulled out, then he bent over, took the end of his sheath into his mouth and sucked my load out of his sheath. As he held it in his muzzle you could see him almost go into a daze as he savored my offering. Finally he swallowed it and we both got cleaned up for dinner without really saying a word.
Dinner was rather uneventful, it mostly consisted alternately of the boys asking me about the fishing on Spring Creek and begging their dad to let them come with us. Which of course Loki couldn't do even if he wanted to since it was Woden's trip and we were just guests, but of course pups will be pups.
Loki had to do some work after dinner and the boys had been given a school project that they had to work on. I went back upstairs to tie more flies to keep me busy. One of the things about tying was that it was so second nature to me now that I didn't have to think about it. It didn't take long until I was thinking about the docking session with Loki. It wasn't one of my favorite sessions, I wasn't that turned on by topping, but it got me thinking. Even though it wasn't anal, Loki sorta let me top him. I thought about Loki and by any definition he was definitely a "real man". The only one I had ever met that could possibly be more of a "real man" was Woden. But he didn't seem to feel like he was less of a man because of it. I puzzled over this for a while.
I tied for about 15 more minutes before my mind started wandering again. Soon it hit on the fact that since David was a different size than I was that his shorts didn't feel the same as mine. It was then that I thought about what usually rested in those shorts, that nice man-sized dick that my friend was packing. Those same briefs were now supporting my much smaller manhood. I had to admit that for a human he was one sexy guy. Which of course made me think back to my encounter with him. I thought about him being on top of me earlier, thrusting against me with our clothes on, and I got an instant stiffy. I unbuttoned the shorts so I could stroke my boner. I slowly started jerking off thinking about David's big cock rubbing against mine, dominating me. It embarrassed me that I enjoyed being dominated by him, but I couldn't deny I did. Finally I had an idea. I stood up and let my shorts drop to the floor. I took off David's briefs too, but I carried them to the bed with me and lay down on my bed. Then I wrapped his briefs around my manhood and used them to stroke off with. Just the thought that they were his got me really excited. I thought back to our tryst as I stroked, then I imagined how much better it would have been if we had been naked. I thought of David's big man dick rubbing back and forth against my little boy sized dick, on each forward thrust our foreskins uncovered our dickheads and on each backward stroke recovering them. I thought of how good it would feel to have David's cock deep inside me. I knew it would be so wrong, but that didn't stop me from thinking about it. He raised the front of his body up and put my right leg over his shoulder, then he reached down and guided himself to my hole. He was leaking pre pretty heavily and he rubbed it on my pucker then he slowly but firmly pushed it into me. He took charge, confidently taking me as I quickly surrendered. He was thrusting all the way into me, and I tilted to let him get as deep in me as he could possibly go. He was starting to get to the short strokes, I could feel him tense up as he got ready to mark me as his sub. With one last thrust he grunted and exploded into my bowels... I grunted and my meager load dribbled out of my little boner into David's briefs. I'd have to rinse them out tonight before returning them. Too bad I couldn't keep them I thought... Then the guilt hit me. How pathetic was I to fantasize about a kid younger than I was taking me. A real man would never get off to that idea. Why did I have to have those kind of thoughts.
I went to my dresser and got out another pair of briefs and put them on and went back to tying flies. It was a good thing I could tie flies with out having to concentrate because my mind was on the guilt I was feeling. After an hour I heard music wafting from Loki's room.
"You can look at the menu, but you just can't eat
You can feel the cushion, but you can't have a seat
You can dip your foot in the pool, but you can't have a swim
You can feel the punishment, but you can't commit the sin
And you want her, and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame
You can build a mansion, but you just can't live in it
You're the fastest runner but you're not allowed to win
Some break the rules, and live to count the cost
The insecurity is the thing that won't get lost
And you want her, and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her, and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame
You can see the summit but you can't reach it
Its the last piece of the puzzle but you just can't make it fit
Doctor says you're cured but you still feel the pain
Aspirations in the clouds but your hopes go down the drain
And you want her, and she wants you
We want everyone
And you want her, and she wants you
No one, no one, no one ever is to blame
No one ever is to blame
No one ever is to blame"
Howard Jones No One Is To Blame
Boy did that sound like the story between Loki and I, except for the fact that in our case someone was to blame, namely me. But we were so close to things being really great, but we couldn't get over the top. Both of us could see how wonderful life could be, but my I guess you would call it insecurity, like the song said, was keeping us from realizing it.
I finished up the fly I was tying and headed to Loki's room. I knocked and Loki told me to come in. I walked over to him and gave him a big hug. He was a little melancholy about the song, but he held me close as he brushed it off. "I'm sorry I can't get my act together Loki."
"It's OK Jeff, you'll get it figured out. Maybe us just being alone without distractions will help you." He replied as he held me close. I still didn't see how this weekend would really help, but I kept my thought to myself. "Are you gonna sleep in here tonight?" I hesitated for a second and he added, "We'll only sleep, I gotta save my strength for the trip."
"Yeah, I wanna sleep with you. I always sleep better when you hold me." I undressed and we crawled onto the bed. It seemed that Loki was gently snoring in no time. It took me a little longer to get to sleep. My mind kept fight back and forth between how wonderful it would be to submit to Loki and then alternately how wrong it would be. Why did my life have to be so conflicted?
I woke up with my head on Loki's chest as I normally did when I slept with him. His heartbeat thumping in my ear was such a comforting sound. Part of me thought that if I could just let myself surrender and let Loki take charge I could be content for the first time in my life. Sort of like the contentment David seemed to have. Submitting really didn't seem to bother him at all, he seemed to feel no guilt from being Woden's sub. Loki was still sleeping contentedly and I took advantage of the situation to study him. God he was handsome. A rugged muscular, virile dog with a masculine but caring face. Just like Woden you could still see his muscular definition despite his thick Shep double coat. My gaze went down to his massive pecs, to his 8 pack abs and from there to his massive love muscle. It was in it's sheath, completely hidden despite the fact that he was sporting morning wood. Below that in his hairless wrinkly black sack were the two large orbs that made him male. Looking at his more than impressive package, I began to think back to the times that he had taken me. Back to the first two days before I let myself think too much about it, the two happiest days of my life. I guess ignorance can be bliss as they say. I thought back to the time I saw that same doghood dominate Ansulm at the party. Ansulm seemed pretty manly himself and he completely submitted to Loki like there was nothing wrong with it. But Sheps are pack animals, maybe it's OK for them to do, but a real man shouldn't let himself be taken...
I went to my room to pack my suitcase for the trip. We were only gonna be gone for a couple of days but I packed like it would be a week. My excuse was that I may fall in the creek and need to change. Plus after being in waders all day I would surely be sweaty and need to change. As I was looking through my drawers I noticed my collar and took it out to look at it. It was the first thing Loki had ever given to me. I looked at the fine soft leather and the diamond studs. It had to have cost a small fortune and he had given it to me in love. I looked at the gold name plate and ran my finger across the inscription: Beau Property of Loki. I don't know why I did it but I packed it away in my suitcase.
Woden's driver opened the doors in the back of the Limo and we all climbed in. Since there were only 4 of us going there was plenty of room for us. Woden sat in the rear facing the front on the drivers side with David sitting beside him so close that they looked like an odd pair of Siamese twins. Their closeness always made me a bit jealous, and sadly alone. It was obvious that David was coming down from an effects high, he had that dreamy look in his eyes, but he was pretty coherent by this point. Loki and I sat across from them, Loki facing David and I was facing Woden. The limo eased out of the driveway, and onto the street. It took about 10 minutes before we got to the highway. Soon the driver was merging from the on ramp onto the highway, rapidly picking up speed. We had been talking intermittently, but all of a sudden Woden and Loki locked eyes and devious looks spread across their faces.
"You know we really shouldn't." Loki said unconvincingly.
"But the pups aren't here, no one will know..." Woden said uncertainly.
They both simultaneously said, "Let's Do It!" Loki hopped into the back seat next to the window on the passenger side and they both hit the window buttons. The windows rolled down and both of them stuck their heads out of the windows. Their eyes glazed over, their tongues lolling out of their muzzles flapping in the breeze, their muzzles frozen in maniacal grins. David and I just stared at each other, this was the same thing the pups had done on the way to our last fishing trip. And after about the same amount of time the window that separated the driver and passenger compartments rolled down and the drive called back to them. "You two are as bad as your pups." He said shaking his head. "Come on, heads back in the windows... What kind of example are you setting for the ferals?" He chided, but there was a chuckle in his voice as he said it.
The two Sheps reluctantly pulled their heads in the windows and rolled them up. "There's nothing to worry about, humans don't like their heads out the window." Loki said as an excuse.
"And remember what happens on the fishing trip stays on the fishing trip." Woden said with a mock warning tone.
"Why do you Sheps do that?" David asked Woden. "The pups did the same thing on the last trip."
Woden and Loki laughed and Woden said, "Chips off the old block. It just makes us feel so alive, it's invigorating."
"It's a 'DOG' thing, even feral dogs love it." Loki added
David and I just looked at each other shaking our heads, as much as they were like us there were differences between humans and the Sheps. But somehow these little foibles made them seem more likeable. Loki hopped back into the seat next to me and threw his arm around me, and to my surprise gave me an affectionate kiss on the lips then hugged me tight to him. "It's gonna be great to be able to spend the whole weekend with you without work or the family getting in the way."
"Yeah, it should be fun." I replied. My manhood was starting to stir with him holding me firmly. Mine wasn't the only one that was plumping, Loki's sheath was starting to fill. But there was still that tension between us.
After we had been on the highway for about 15 minutes Woden picked up his briefcase and said, "Hey Number 2. I just remembered something." He opened his briefcase and pulled out a sheet of paper.
"Don't you dare! This was supposed to be a vacation, you promised there'd be no business."
"Relax I think you'll find this amusing. I saw this online. I thought we could adopt it as our Crisis Flow Chart."
"What the FUCK do we need a Crisis Flow Chart for?" Loki said a little exasperatedly as Woden handed him the sheet of paper. Loki held it up to look at it, I could see it from where I sat.
Loki studied it for a few seconds then burst out laughing. "You just love busting my balls don't you? Sometimes that seems sooo true though."
"I didn't make it up, I just saw it online and it seemed to fit so well." Woden said with a chuckle. "But I felt it needed modernized a bit..." Woden said as he handed Loki a second sheet of paper. The sheet had a different variation of the flow chart.
"That is just so wrong in so many ways..." Loki groaned as he shook his head. He waited a few seconds then said wistfully, "Yeah, I've felt like the world's biggest Fuckup over the last month..." I knew Loki was extremely competent, which made me think. I know he was blaming himself for the problems I was having. I was the only feral from the hunt that hadn't accepted his place as a pet. Then I wondered if the stress of dealing with me was causing him to screw up at work. "I'm glad you've had patience with me for the last month."
"Hey we all go through rough times. I know your mind's been on other things. Besides things are slow right now. When the chips were down during the invasion I don't know what I would have done without you. I can't imagine anyone being a better Beta than you've been." Woden added consolingly. My behavior was even affecting his job.
Fortunately the conversation turned to the upcoming fishing. David and I quizzed them on the things we had taught them. With their photographic memories they answered all of our questions correctly. In that respect they had an advantage over us when it came to fishing. But where we had the advantage was in the years and years of experience we had. After a while you start to think like a fish, it's not something you can teach, it is just intuition. If they had fished as much as us I'm sure they would be able to fish circles around us, but with them fishing as infrequently as they did, I think we could hold our superiority for a while. The conversation lagged a little and I started to get a little sleepy as we rocketed down the highway. Slowly I started to lean against Loki and he put his arm around me. He felt so strong and I felt so safe and protected in his powerful arms. I started to drift off into that twilight of half asleep and half awake, where you can't separate your dreams from reality. The dreams were vague almost impressionistic, but I dreamed I was back at the Firehole on the first two nights when Loki and I were together. Back when I had almost given myself to him... How happy I was... How much better it would be if I could just surrender to him completely... I felt so at peace...
"Hey Jeff! Wake up we're here." Loki said shaking me awake.
"What... Oh, I must have been dreaming..." I replied as I was startled from my dream/daydream. I was temporarily disappointed about being pulled out of my reverie, but that was soon overcome by Loki's infectious enthusiasm. The driver opened the door for us and waiting to meet us was a ruggedly handsome Shep with two CBHs standing meekly behind him. He stepped forward and reached out a paw to shake Woden's paw.
"Woden! It's great to see you again!" He said as he enthusiastically shook Woden's paw. It really brought out how exceptional Woden was. When I saw Manfred standing alone he looked handsome, but compared to Woden he looked like a mangy cur. "It's been a long time since we've been 'together', and I haven't been topped since the last time you did me."
"Whoa! Cool your jets! It's not that easy any more, I'm spoken for, I can't just fornicate willynilly any more." Woden said with a chuckle. "Speaking of which, this is my feral, David."
"Pleased to meet you Sir." David said politely as he stuck out his hand to shake Manfred's paw.
"No need to call me Sir. I can already tell you're not like one of these pathetic CBHs. He replied to David. He was a typical Shep horndog around us ferals, you could see his sheath plump as he shook Davids hand. "Damn Woden, he's even sexier in real life than he looked on TV. We could always have a threesome." He continued, leering at David like he was a piece of meat.
"And I could always cut your nuts off too." Woden said in a cordial tone, but despite that you could tell he was deadly serious. "You could have come on the hunt and got your own."
'I'm kicking myself about that now! I just didn't think I could afford to leave while we were building the new lodge." Manfred said, although he had self-consciously taken his eyes away from David. "I guess there's always next year..." Then he stepped over toward Loki and extended his paw which Loki shook. "Good to see you again too Loki." I winced at his next words. "You look like you can really use this vacation, you look kinda haggard. Is this slave driver overworking you?"
"No Manny, Woden's been great, I've just been having some personal issues that I've been going through." Loki replied.
Before Loki even had a chance to introduce me Manfred asked, "And who is this handsome young man?" His expression turning into a lecherous leer.
This left Loki in a difficult situation of how to explain who I was. He didn't want to say I belonged to him, because technically that would be a lie. So instead of saying "this is my feral Jeff" he just said, "This is Jeff. Oh and by the way, he's off limits too."
"Damn you two are no fun." He said with a pout, but then he extended his paw toward me and said, "Pleasure to meet you Jeff" as he shook my hand.
I gripped his paw and replied, "The pleasure is mine I'm sure Mr. Manfred."
He then spoke to the group of us, "My CBHs will take your stuff to the lodge. Dinner's just about ready so why don't you wash up and we'll talk about how we're gonna fish over dinner." He walked with us to the lodge. He walked over to an ornate door and said to Woden, "This is the Master suite. The bed is new, please don't wear it out." He gave Woden a smirk and David followed Woden into the room followed by the CBH who was carrying their stuff. Manfred never took his eyes off of David's ass as he walked into the room, he even licked his lips a couple of times. He then led us to the next door, opening it as he said, "This room is almost as nice as the Master suite. It's furnished with the same stuff, just a little smaller room." It was really nice. There was a king size bed, an 80' TV and a wet bar against one wall. At the back a sliding glass door led out to a balcony that overlooked the creek. The balcony was shared by the Master suite and situated between the two was a large hot tub. While we washed up for dinner I could see the shower, it was a large room with a multi head shower system. As I washed up my mind started to drift and I thought of how much fun Loki and I could have in there if I could just accept my "place". But a real man didn't just drop his convictions for pleasure. I had to stop thinking like that, it was hard enough as it was to be strong.
We finished washing and headed down to the dining room. Even though there were 4 bedrooms we were the only ones staying at the lodge. Woden had rented all 4 bedrooms so we would have privacy. We sat at the table, Woden at the head of the table, Loki at the other end, David and I on one side and Manfred across from us. The CBHs brought the food in from the kitchen where the cook prepared it. They put a big bowl of mashed potatoes, a boat of gravy and a big platter of corn on the cob on the table. Then the cook, who's name of course was Cook wheeled out a cart with a lidded platter on it. He got to Woden and removed the lid placing it on the shelf under the cart. Sitting on the platter was a huge standing rib roast. It looked delicious.
Although it was just a formality Cook asked Woden, "Rare, medium or well done?" It was just a formality because Sheps preferred their meat nearly raw, the ends which were well done were usually given to the CBHs who liked their meat like shoe leather.
"I want the part that is still mooing." Woden said smiling at the cook.
"Of course Sir." Cook said as he cut a 2 lb slice from the center of the roast. He went to David next, he must have been informed about the proper protocol. "And how would you like your meat Sir?"
Woden said snidely, "He likes his meat big, long and knotty."
"You are such a perv!" David said punching Woden playfully in the arm. The look of shock on the CBHs face seeing a mere human punching one of the beloved Masters did not sit well with him. "I'll have the same as my Master." He cut a slightly smaller piece for David then continued to Loki, then me and finally to Manfred. There was no room on the plate for anything else except the huge slab of meat we were served, so there was a second plate for the potatoes and corn on the cob. We all dug into the prime rib with gusto. When we had finally got the edge off of our appetites Manfred spoke up. "After dinner the tricos should be hatching. My CBH's will have your gear ready for you down by the creek. I'll show you the best spots and what you need to use."
"Sorry Manny, we don't need a guide. I think the boys would rather figure it out on their own. Although you may want to follow us around and watch, you might learn something..." Woden said,obviously taking a poke a Manny's ego and goading him into a reaction.
"I'm sure your little fuck toys are great in bed and all... But I'm a professional guide and they're just humans..." Loki and I both cringed at the words "fuck toys".
"If you ever call them 'fuck toys' again in my presence you will be lucky if you only lose your balls." I had never seen Woden angry like this before. "David is my lover in EVERY sense of the word, not just in bed."
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that." Manfred said apologetically. "It's just that I take pride in my work and I'm pretty good at it."
"No one said that you weren't good at it, but our ferals grew up fishing to survive and they're experts. Just ask Gustav down at Rose River, he got taken down a peg or two by the boys." Woden said with a smirk.
"Well I'm not Gustav and this isn't that second rate Rose River, that's amateur hour." Manfred huffed indignantly.
"You know Manfred, it might be better if you just stop talking. When you find yourself in a hole, digging deeper usually isn't the best way to get out." David said. One of the CBHs that was removing the platter that the corn had been on was so shocked that he dropped the platter, shattering it into a million pieces. The fact that a human was being so disrespectful to a Master was unthinkable.
"I'm sorry Master!" The CBH said falling to his knees. "I didn't mean to drop it..." Manfred got up and walked over to him. He cowered, covering his head with his arms like he was trying to fend off a beating.
Manfred reached down, gently grabbed him under the armpits, and lifted him to his feet. He was crying softly as he stood before Manfred. "Porter, just relax. I know it was an accident. This isn't 'The Collective'... When have I ever struck you."
"Never Master, Master has always treated Porter good." He said sniffling. "That's why it upset Porter to hear a human talk to Master like that."
Manfred hugged Porter and said, "I'm glad you feel that way about your Master Porter, but these humans are guests at the lodge and are allowed to voice their opinions." Then he muttered under his breath, "No matter how impudent they may be..."
Woden let out a howl of laughter, "That's one of my favorite adjectives for him too. I have to 'punish' him for it frequently."
"Oh please don't 'punish' me!" David said in obvious mock fear.
"I'm saving that for later..." Woden replied with a leer.
"Promises... Promises..." David in a mock wistful tone.
This set of comments had the CBH completely befuddled, I think the sarcasm was lost on him. He appeared to be taking everything literally, and the talk of punishment obviously had him upset again. Manfred saw this and told him to sweep up the broken china and to wait in the kitchen for further orders, reassuring him that he wasn't in trouble. But the whole exchange made me sorta sad. Things were just so seamless between Woden and David, why couldn't I have that with Loki? We finished dinner, then went down to the deck by the creek where our gear was waiting. We hopped into our waders, put our vests on and started rigging our rods. When we were ready to head down to the water Manfred asked to see the flies we were going to be using. David pulled out his fly box, opening it for Manfred to see.
"Where did you get those flies? They don't look like the ones we get from Orvis." Manny asked.
"We tie our own, they're better than the store bought ones." David responded.
"Can I see one?"
"Sure." David replied grabbing one out of his box and handing it to Manfred.
He took it in his paw, looked at it resting on his palm then held it up to the light. "You tied this?" Manfred asked.
"Yes. I've never fished this color trico fly, hopefully the color is OK."
"The color is just fine. This is a really well tied fly. The silhouette is much more like the naturals than the ones we buy and it looks like it will ride in the surface film but not sink."
"That's why we tie our own, we can always make one better than what is in the stores. Plus it is much more satisfying to catch a fish on a fly you've tied yourself." I interjected.
"I don't tie flies, it's easier to just buy them... But you have a point there." Manfred concluded. I don't know how he could consider himself a real fly fisherman if he didn't tie his own flies. There was no doubt in my mind that we would show him a thing or two, which I'm sure at this point would please Woden and Loki immensely.
We made our way down to the stream. Loki and I took the first pool and David and Woden took the one upstream of us. We were planning on leapfrogging each other up the stream so we would stay close together. The hatch was just starting and the fish were only rising sporadically, once the hatch was in full swing the trout would rapidly sip the tiny flies. Which meant at the beginning of the hatch that the fish would be much more selective. Loki and I waded into the pool and I got out a little dip net and captured one of the little tricos out of the surface film. I studied it a bit with Loki looking over my shoulder. "It looks like we should use a size 24." I said and grabbed a size 24 trico out of my fly box and placed it on my palm next to the natural.
"Damn, that looks just like the real thing." Loki interjected.
"Since these flies are so small we will need to go all the way down to a 7X tippet. If we use anything thicker than that we won't get a natural drift. It's only 2 pound test so it's going to be a bit difficult for a beginner to land them with such light line." We both tied one onto our 7X tippet leader and stealthily approached the tail of the pool. There was a nice brown at the lip of the pool where it emptied. It was a difficult cast because of tricky currents to I told Loki to watch me catch this one and he could try the next one. I explained the currents to Loki and showed him how to throw a curve cast to overcome the faster current that was between us and the trout. I showed him how to mend line to get the last little bit of drag free drift needed to get to the trouts feeding zone. He watched over my shoulder as the trout slooowly came up to the fly, carefully looked it over and deliberately sipped the fly. I set the hook by slowly lifting the rod tip and easing the fly into the corner of it's mouth. It took a second before the 20" brown realized it was hooked, then it took off, peeling line off the now screaming reel. It was a big fresh fish and the water temperature was just right to give him the maximum amount of fight, so I really had to play him with kid gloves. I kept light pressure on him on his first screaming run, and when he burned off a bit of his energy I turned him. He took off in the opposite direction and I used the leverage of the 9' fly rod to turn him again. I did this four more times and he was finally ready to beach. I led him into the shallows to remove the hook and for Loki to get a look at him. He was a handsome hook jawed male, already getting dressed in his spawning colors. Loki got closer to get a good look at him.
"Wow. That's a beauty." He said admiring the big male who looked like it was sprinkled with onyx and rubies. I used my hemostats and removed the tiny hook from the corner of his jaw, grabbed him by the tail and pumped him back and forth in the water to revive him. As soon as he started to regain his strength I let him go and he swam into the depths to rest. I caught a couple more fish in the 16 to 18 inch range, I wanted to save some of the bigger ones for Loki. After the last one I waded to shore and set my rod against a tree, then waded back to Loki.
"Well Loki, I think it's finally time you give it a go." I had picked out a smaller fish in an easy to reach position. I explained what type of cast he needed to make and how to deal with the intervening currents. He made an acceptable puddle cast, even though he was a bit nervous it seemed. I think he was nervous because he wasn't used to being the novice at things and I'm sure he wanted to prove that he could do it. I pointed to a little belly that was starting to form in his line and said, "See that belly in the line?" He nodded still concentrating on what he was doing. "Lift your rod a little and toss a slight upstream mend to flip that part of the line upstream and you should get enough drift to get to the trout." He followed my advice and soon the fly was drifting over the unsuspecting trout. It tipped it's body toward the surface, studied the fly and then drifted back to its feeding position as the fly drifted past.
"What did I do wrong?" Loki asked confusedly.
"You didn't do anything wrong, they don't take the fly every time, even if you do everything right. Sometimes they balk at real flies too. Try it again." I suggested.
He cast again, mending line appropriately, and the fly again floated drag free over the quarry. Again the trout tilted back and drifted with the fly again, maddeningly studying the fly. Finally it came to the surface and sipped in the miniscule fly. Loki was as tense as an overstrung bow. He let out a "Whoop!" and set the hook like you would with a regular size hook, which pulled the hook out of the trout's mouth, sending him scurrying to the bottom of the creek. Loki was crestfallen. "The way you set the hook would have been OK if you were fishing a size 16 or larger. With these ultra small hooks you have to set the hook slowly so the hook just drags over the fish's lips until it catches in a fleshy part. Here, watch me again." I took Loki's rod instead of going back to the bank to get mine, then I picked out one that had a tricky combination of currents between us and the fish. I made a severe curve cast and mended line twice to get the required drift. The trout rose and took the fly. I slowly lifted the rod tip in a gentle sweeping motion. I felt the hook catch in the soft corner of his jaw and was soon fighting this 14" brookie. I quickly landed the trout and turned to Loki. "Do you see what I mean?"
"Yeah, I think I can do that if I don't get too excited." Loki chuckled. I pointed out another decent sized trout in a relatively easy lie. Loki didn't even wait for me to tell him what type of cast to make. He threw a more than passable puddle cast and at the right moment made a small mend of the line. The fly drifted perfectly down the feeding lane and the trout came up confidently and eagerly took the fly. Loki set the hook like I showed him and the fish rocketed into the air. He remembered everything I had told him and showed him about playing a fish. He turned the fish as often as he could and soon he had the fish in the net. He used the hemostats to remove the hook, then picked it out of the net to admire. He held it up with an ear to ear grin. It was an 18" brown, a nice plump hen fish.
"Great job Loki!" I said.
"Yeah, that was well done Loki." Manfred said from his seat on the bank. We hadn't even noticed that he had been there watching. Is that your first trout?"
"Yeah, I haven't been able to get out before this." Loki said sheepishly.
"Let me snap a picture of it." He said as he pulled a camera with a big lens out of a case. I guess he was used to taking pictures as souvenirs for his customers, I made up my mind right then that I would learn photography for our business. "These ones are easy right now with this sporadic hatch going on, wait until the hatch is blanketing the water. Then you will have to get your fly selected out of all the naturals on the water." He said with a smug look on his muzzle. "You may need my help then." I didn't want to say anything but David and I had a few tricks up our sleeves for heavy hatches.
We continued fishing and the further the sun went down the faster the tricos started to blanket the water to lay their eggs. Pretty soon the water was nearly blanketed with the tiny mayflies and the conditions that Manfred had warned about manifested. The trout would rhythmically tip up to sip one of the many tricos which were drifting past, the current acting like a food conveyor belt. Loki had been doing well but now was getting a bit frustrated as the trout would take a fly just before or just after his lure. "The trick is to try to time the rises and try to get your cast to pass over the trout right when they are due to rise again." I explained to Loki. "Also let's try changing flies. David and I tied up a few variations of the flies that may help. One has a little bit of an exaggerated body thickness that may just be enough to draw their attention without looking too different."
"Why don't you show me a couple of times?" Loki asked.
"I can do that." I said as I retrieved my rod from the bank, tied on one of the modified flies and got in position to cast to one of the nearer trout. There were fish "dimpling" all over the surface, "Rookies get confused when there are this many fish rising, you need to pick one and concentrate on it. Don't jump from fish to fish." I picked one out, a nice rainbow that was sipping a midge every other second like clockwork. "Take your time and try to find a bit of water upstream that is a little sparse and cast to it, that way you're fly won't have as much competition." There was about a 1 foot section of the feeding lane that had few flies on it and I cast right in the middle of it. I made a slight mend in the line and the "fat" fly floated over the the big 'bow. It was right in his rise rhythm and he quickly sipped it in. I gently lifted the rod tip to set the hook. When he felt the steel in his jaw he rocketed into the air and took off toward an undercut bank. I turned it several times and quickly landed the nice fat 18 incher.
"Wow! That was amazing." Loki praised me. I glanced at the bank and Manfred was watching attentively. He saw me look at him and quickly pretended like he was not interested. David and I were gonna show him a thing or two about fly fishing.
"There is a good one to try for." I said pointing to a nice brown rising in an easy lie. Loki got in position and started to false cast, drying his fly and getting the correct distance for the cast. "Do you see that spot about 4 feet above the trout that doesn't have many flies on it." He nodded. Drop your fly right there with a curve cast." He made a good curve cast and a slight mend. The fly drifted over the trout and since it was the only fly available in that time frame the trout sipped it right up in its natural feeding rhythm.
"Got Him!" Loki yelled as he gently lifted the rod tip to drive the small hook into the corner of the 21 inch brown's mouth. It bulldogged deep into the pool, but Loki expertly turned it and landed it quickly. He was really getting the hang of it faster than anyone I had ever seen.
"Great job Loki, I think you're ready to go solo." I said as I gave him an affectionate hug. He picked out another trout, and made a perfect cast to an open patch of water. It drifted over the trout which took it without hesitation. Loki let out a "Woot" as he set the hook and the brookie took off making his reel squeal as it went on it's first run. Loki expertly turned it a couple of times and the fight was over quickly. He didn't wait for me, he just released the fish and was soon fighting another. We continued fishing until it was too dark to see and then we headed back to the "cabin".
"Thanks for teaching me to fly fish. You're a great teacher Jeff! If David is anywhere near as good a teacher as you you're school is gonna be packed." Loki said as he put an arm around me.
"Thanks Loki. I just wanted you to have a good time."
"I don't think I've ever had more fun in my life. Did I do OK?"
"You did better than OK, I've never seen anyone pick it up so fast." I replied. I could say that honestly, but I wasn't watching when David taught Woden.
We met up with David and Woden on the way back. Woden and Loki couldn't stop talking about how much fun they had had. David and I couldn't get a word in edgewise, but I wasn't complaining, Loki hadn't been this happy since the first two days we had been together at the Firehole. I was surprised that Manfred hadn't walked back with us. As soon as we reeled in our lines for the final time he had scurried down the path toward the "cabin". When we got back to the "cabin" we took our waders off on the porch, turned them inside out and hung them so they would dry by morning. Then it was time to shower, you can get plenty "ripe" wading a creek in the summer. Loki and I went to our shower and while Loki adjusted the water I took my clothes off. We got in together and started to wash. I was wondering if Loki would start anything in the shower, but we just showered quickly.
Once we were clean we headed out to the balcony and into the hot tub where we were met by David and Woden. As soon as we were in the tub Cook came out with a tray of sandwiches, followed by Porter who pushed a cart with several several bottles of champagne on ice and four glasses. We were famished and thirsty so we almost inhaled the sandwiches and David and I both drank the wine too fast. And we drank too much. It didn't help that Woden and Loki kept calling Porter over to refill our glasses. Soon we were both more than a little tipsy between the wine and the hot tub getting it into our systems even faster. It wasn't long before Woden was fondling David under the water and David was returning the favor. Loki and I were sitting across from them and we couldn't help but get turned on. Woden stood David up and started licking that nice man-sized dick that my friend was sporting, the one that I had been fantasizing about a lot lately. He easily took the whole thing in his massive muzzle and his long thick tongue was licking each of David's balls alternately. He had David on the edge when he pulled his head off of Davids cock, turned him around and started reaming out his ass. This broke David's concentration long enough to delay his orgasm, but Woden's tongue up his ass soon had him about ready to blow again. David was facing Loki and I and the little exhibitionist had the nerve to wink at us. He was already a little unsteady on his feet from the wine, I knew he wouldn't last long once the effects started flowing. As he was again just about to climax Woden turned him around and engulfed his member in his muzzle. He was bobbing up and down on it when he reached up with his huge middle finger and inserted it in David's ass. We had a front row seat as that big digit penetrated David's pucker. As soon as it reached his prostate David's balls jerked up as he shot his load into Woden's eager muzzle. He dumped spurt after spurt but Woden, as typical of a Shep didn't swallow it. Well not right away. He pulled his head back and you could see him swish it around in his mouth, a dreamy look on his handsome face as he savored David's spunk. David was panting by this point and after what seemed like forever Woden swallowed. He seemed to be in somewhat of a trance until he shook his head to clear it a bit.
I was mesmerized by what had happened when I felt Loki take my hand and guide it to his doghood. He was as hard as steel as I slid his sheath up and down his shaft. Loki then stood me up facing him and followed Woden's lead, taking my little dick into his muzzle. But to my embarrassment I was so worked up by the show that David and Woden had put on that I came almost immediately. I think Loki was a little disappointed but you couldn't tell for sure because he was savoring my spew just like Woden had. I sat down next to him and returned to stroking his rod.
But by now Woden had come completely out of his stupor and he was horny as a Shep could be. David faced him straddling his legs, then bent his knees as he lowered himself on Woden's huge cock. He slowly worked the whole way down onto Woden. The initial grimace of pain was soon replaced by a look of adoration for his master. Soon he was bouncing up and down on Woden like he was on a pogo stick, their eyes locked on each other like nothing else in the world existed. Woden must have been making a conscious effort to hold back on the effects because David only appeared to be tipsy from the wine.
It was then that Loki stood up and pulled me up with him. He turned us around so we were facing out of the hot tub and stood me on the seat. He stood behind me. With me on the seat and him on the floor of the tub my asshole was level with his erect doghood, which I could feel brushing against my cheeks. "Loki I don't think I'm ready for this." I said uncertainly through my wine induced haze.
"Just relax, it will be alright." He whispered in my ear. I stopped breathing for a few seconds as I felt his love muscle running up my ass crack. I was in emotional turmoil, part of me was thinking how good that would feel deep inside of me. That part of me that desperately wanted to surrender to this big handsome stud. But there was that other part of me that was terrified about how I would feel afterwards, which caused me to clench my hole in fear. "Spread your legs a little." He whispered seductively and with the alcohol reducing my inhibitions I couldn't help but comply. He moved his right paw down to guide his member. I felt it slide down my crack toward my tightly clenched pucker and then to my surprise past it until it reached my balls and slid between my thighs. "Now close your legs again..." I squeezed my legs together tightly and Loki started slowly thrusting in and out. I could feel him rubbing against my balls and the base of my manhood causing me to moan softly. He nibbled on my ear and tweaked my nipples as he picked up speed. I closed my eyes for a moment and moaned as the sensations overcame me. When I opened my eyes I saw a movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned my head slightly to look. Behind the sliding glass door in our room was Manfred who was watching us and stroking off in rhythm to Loki's thrusting. I don't think he realized I was looking as he vigorously worked his 8 inches. I hoped he couldn't see that Loki wasn't actually in me, an Alpha Shep like Loki shouldn't have to settle for "outercourse". But soon I was paying no attention to Manfred, the rubbing of Loki's huge maleness against the base of my cock and balls was making me tingle. I could feel Loki's knot starting to swell and I started stroking my tiny dick furiously. Right before I started to cum Loki pulled out and spun me around until I was facing him. He was gripping his knot and as he started to cum he pointed his cock at my groin area and sent volley after volley of thick Shep cum at my package. Just the thought of that virile Shep cum on my "little boy" pecker was enough to make my meager load dribble out the end of my cock. I collapsed in exhaustion and inebriation against Loki trapping his huge pup maker between our bodies. Since my body was squeezing his knot against his body, his dick continued to spurt between us, the throbbing of it with each jet emphasizing how masculine and virile he was.
I glanced around Loki at Woden and David. David was totally limp in Woden's arms, unconscious from the combination of the alcohol and effects. Woden was reclining in the lounge molded section of the hot tub with David's head on his chest just above the waterline. Woden was holding him protectively to his chest like David was the most precious thing in the world to him. Like Loki used to hold me the first two nights we were together.
Loki held me close to him and turned us around so he could sit on the seat with me on his lap facing him, which gave him his first view of David's total submission to Woden. He let out an involuntary sigh, which was like a knife in my heart. It had been such a wonderful day, only to be tainted at the very end by this. Even though I was still pressed against his knot, he quickly lost his erection. We sat there for a few moments in silence, then he picked me up and carried me out of the tub. I grabbed a towel and started to dry off while he got in the high speed dryer. I got on the bed while I was waiting for him to dry and turned the huge TV to some mindless drivel. Soon he came out and lay down on the bed next to me. He put his arm around me and said, "Don't let that ruin our day. I had a great time fishing today. Thanks for teaching me how."
"I'm sorry Loki!" I said, my voice cracking from emotion. "You deserve better than me."
"Jeff, I know what is under all the hurt and confusion. It's the feral I love and I'm willing to wait for him," he said kissing me on the forehead. He pulled me close but it was a long time until either of us was able to fall asleep.