In My Wildest Dreams Next Ch. 29 Surprise Party
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Ange Throws a surprise party for Gordon. Who knows what kind of surprises will come of it...
This first part is the last couple of paragraphs of Chapter 28
Gordon woke me at ten to head down to the bakery. I got a quick shower to get all the cum off of me and ran down to the bakery. I got there by 10:30 but Wilbur would never know that I wasn't there right at 10:00 because his two snitches were sitting in jail where they belonged. I hurried and got everything clean, I even had time to sip a coke before he pulled into the parking lot at the stroke of midnight.
Fortunately he was still in a funk about his two buddies getting arrested, so he didn't even bother with the white glove treatment. He just went into the back and scaled up a batch of donuts. I had everything ready by the time they came out of the proof box and had them all fried and glazed before the first cops came in for their break.
The first ones in were Arnie and Jacques and they looked rather grim. Arnie was carrying a newspaper, and my first thought was that my picture was on the front page again. "Arnie please don't show that to Wilbur. I don't need him getting all pissed off at me..."
I stopped in mid sentence when I saw what was on the front page. It was a picture of Max and Bubba with a headline of Jailed Cops Murdered in Prison!
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"What happened?" I asked incredulous.
"From what I've heard they were keeping Max and Bubba in different wings of the prison. Today as they were waiting in line for dinner two different prisoners with life sentences shivved them. It's obviously a mob hit, but there will be no way to prove it." Arnie said in a monotone voice. "I didn't like the guys, and if what they are charged with is true they deserved to spend their lives in prison. But I don't know if anyone deserves to die like that."
Part of me thought that what they went through was easy compared to what they tried to do to Cody. What could be worse than raping a little 15 year old Poodle with your 13 inch cock and after tying with him ripping the grapefruit size knot out of his asshole and leaving him to bleed out. But I didn't say anything to Arnie. No one knew the details of what exactly was done to Cody, and I didn't want to draw attention to myself by letting out that I knew. So I just nodded my head in solemn agreement.
Just then Wilbur came out of the back and walked over to the counter where Arnie had set the newspaper down. He took a look at it and exclaimed, "WHATTHEFUCK!!!" Then he just stood there with a blank stare on his face.
Wilbur was just bringing out some cherry cheese pockets. He sat them down on the counter and snatched up the newspaper to read what had happened to his friends. I grabbed a cherry cheese pocket and went back to get a glass of milk. When I got back Arnie was also eating a cherry cheese pocket and Jacques was eating a chocolate eclair. They both had black coffee to wash it down.
Wilbur finally put down the paper. "How could the jail let this happen? They should have never been let out in the general prison population... They put too many of those prisoners in jail in the first place."
"They had been segregated from the general prison population until yesterday when the warden decided to integrate them into it. I'm sure they weren't happy about it, I know no cops want to be integrated into the prison. Even if you didn't do anything personally to the prisoners just the fact that you're a cop makes you a target." Jacques interjected.
"Then why did he do it?" Wilbur asked seemingly unable to comprehend that his friends were dead.
Both of them just shrugged, not wanting to state the obvious. The Warden must be on the Mobs payroll, or the Mayor must have pulled strings. Either way one or both of them were as much a part of the execution as either of the guys that wielded the shivs.
Wilbur hurried to the back and we could hear the bathroom door slam shut. Soon retching sounds were coming from the back. I remembered back to our discussion with Ange when he said, "They're not getting out and they aren't gonna spill the beans on the Mayor. I just wanted you pups to know this since you stuck your neck out to protect Cody. This will be handed." I guess this is what he meant.
I didn't know quite how I felt about it. Part of me didn't feel that sorry for them. They intended for Cody to die, just because he was a tailraiser. How many others had they hurt that I wasn't aware of. And they were hypocrites on top of it. They were closet tailraisers, maybe they hated themselves for being tailraisers and were taking it out on other tailraisers. It still didn't make it any less despicable.
Also they would never be able to hurt Cody again. He wouldn't need to live in fear anymore. And neither would Gordon and I. Who knows if they would have ever done anything to us, but just their constant threatening had me having nightmares.
But damn, death was such a permanent solution. And it showed how dangerous Ange and his crew could be. But strangely I wasn't worried that they would do anything to hurt Cody, Gordon or I. Ange was incredibly protective of Cody, I think he would put his life on the line to protect him. And he seemed to care about Gordon and I, even if it wasn't to the extent that he cared about Cody. He was obviously a favorite of his "Boss", I'm sure not everyone in their organization got to live in a mansion like that, drive fancy cars and get paid huge amounts of money on top of that. So hopefully he could keep us out of any trouble.
I was drawn out of my reverie by Arnie. He had opened the paper to the sports section. On the top of the sports page, above the fold was the group picture of all the winners at yesterday's race. Above it was the headline, "Local Runner Sets Age Group Record at Great Race". I hope Wilbur didn't get to see it before I left work.
"That was really a great time! You're gonna smoke everyone this year in cross country. My son Ted has really been improving, thanks for helping him with his form and letting him train with you guys." Arnie said.
"Ted's working really hard, he should do fine this year against most of the teams around here." I replied.
"I saw you beat that stupid Shorthair again." Arnie added with a grin.
I couldn't help grinning back. "Yeah I beat him again, but he came up and apologized to me before the race for being an arrogant twerp last year. Seems like he realized he wasn't as good as he thought he was after I beat him at state. Then he said a couple of the upper class runners kick his ass in practice on a regular basis."
"Well at least he's learning. So did you get a pair of the LD1000s for winning your age group?" He asked.
"Yeah! Damn are they sweet! They're like the Cadillac of running shoes." I replied. "I can't wait to try them out tomorrow at practice."
I heard the toilet flush and the door to the bathroom shut as Wilbur made his way back to the front. I hurried up and folded the sports page back up and inserted it back into the middle of the paper before Wilbur got back into the coffee shop area. I set it down just in time.
As he turned the corner you could see he had been crying about what had happened to his friends. He picked up the paper and started reading about Max and Bubba, still not wanting to believe what had happened to his friends. Arnie and Jacques left and another pair of cops came in. I went into the back and started scaling up a batch of sweet dough in the big Hobart mixer. I felt uncomfortable around Wilbur right now knowing what I did about the situation. But there was nothing I could do about it now.
I was never so glad to be leaving the bakery as I was when 10 AM rolled around. I ran up Sky Hill to Gordon's house. He was waiting for me when I got there. I was just bursting to tell him about what happened to Max and Bubba. I walked into Gordon's house and asked, "Have you seen today's paper?"
"No. Mom brought it in before she went to work, but I just got up." He replied. "Why'd you ask?" He said as he walked over to the coffee table to retrieve it. As he picked it up to look at it his muzzle dropped open in shock.
"Ange's boys don't play nice." I said. "Remember our talk with him. He said that they had threatened the Mayor if he didn't get them out on bail. Ange told us not to worry it would be handled. Well that's how it was handled. They got shivved in two different areas of the prison at exactly the same time. What a coincidence."
"But at least we don't have to look over our shoulders anymore. And Cody will be able to live without fear now." Gordon replied logically.
"That's the truth and with what they did to Cody I'm not about to lose any sleep over it." I concluded. "I'm exhausted from not getting much sleep yesterday and working all night so I need to take a nap before practice." We went up to Gordon's room and he snuggled up with me while I took a two hour nap.
When I woke up I got dressed for practice. I was anxious to try out my new LD1000's. I put them on and they were so comfortable, like walking on air. They were built up a little more in the rear and had a wide sole for more stability and a waffle tread for greater traction on grass. Gordon and I ran the mile over to the field house at a pretty good pace for a warm up. When we got there Coach Bart was already doing stretching exercises on the grass along with about half the team.
"It's about time you got here." He said with a smirk.
"Adam had to get his beauty sleep..." Gordon replied with an even bigger smirk.
"Et tu Brute?" I said feigning pain.
"I see you've got your fancy shoes on. How do they feel?" He asked.
"Even better than I thought they would." I replied. "They're lighter and more supportive than my old running flats. It's like running on air..."
"Well do you feel up to running the 10 mile course today? I thought it would be good to go hard two days in a row a couple times before we taper off into speed work as the season gets closer." Coach suggested.
"Yeah I'm ready for it." I continued as I saw Logan running across the football practice field to where we were warming up. He had his LD1000s on too and was trying to make sure everybody saw them without looking too obvious. He plopped down next to me and started stretching. I had to laugh inside because he was mimicking my every move as I was stretching.
We finished stretching and took off on our ten mile course. To my surprise Coach Bart kept pace with the lead group today instead of leading the second group. At the 1 mile mark he was still up with us and running beside me. Others in the lead group included Gordon, James, Joey, Chuck, Ron, Keith and Logan. We weren't going at an extremely fast pace, it was a recovery day of LSD after a hard run the day before. We kept it at a six and a half minute/mile pace and those of us in the first group just cruised in together. After the workout we went in and did an upper body workout on the weights.
Coach Bart made sure he worked out right beside me, flexing his muscles every chance he got. They were quite impressive, although not as impressive as the bulge in his running shorts. It soon became obvious that he wasn't wearing a jock. And it was more than obvious when he insisted on spotting for me while I worked on the bench press. He was just about straddling my muzzle so I could see right up the legs of his shorts. He was every bit as big as I remembered and he was really emitting a lot of dominance pheromones which were almost making me squirm. I was popping a boner that my jock was having a hard time containing.
What I wouldn't give to be able to be with Coach. As much fun as I had being the alpha for Gordon, Joey and Logan, it was nothing like the need I felt to have a big strong dog to take me under his wing. Someone that could be my protector, mentor and lover. It was obvious that Coach was interested in me too. Why couldn't he just give in and give us both what we both needed. As it was I was having a hard time concentrating with all the dominance pheromones wafting in the air.
We finished lifting and Gordon, Logan and I ran over to Gordon's house to hang out. At least now we wouldn't have to keep one eye open for Max and Bubba. Gordon's mom wasn't due home for 3 hours, which would give us plenty of time to do some dirty deeds...
I was so worked up from Coach Bart's antics in the weight room, and I couldn't think of a better way of remedying it than burying my bone balls deep in a tight young Husky's eager tailhole. We ran up to Gordon's room and stripped immediately. Before I could even make a move towards him, Logan was on his knees in front of me, his little sheath pointing true north and already oozing. He peeled back my sheath until the head of my cock was peaking out. At the touch of his paw I had started leaking and he quickly lapped up the pre. The stimulation of his little tongue kept the flow going. He was emitting submissive pheromones as he worked on me. He took me into his muzzle and used his paws to massage my balls. He took me in until his chin was snug against my nuts and held it there massaging the head of my cock with his throat. But despite how good it felt I was impatient and in the mood for something different.
I pulled him off of my shaft, picked him up and threw him onto the bed. I clambered in after him, growling as I grabbed his ankles in my left hand and positioned myself to have my way with this hot little Husky. My throbbing boner was already slick from his saliva, but I used the head of my dick to spread the pre that was seeping out of the tip to lube up his pucker. I pushed his ankles back even further as I started to force my way into his still tight hole. The tip finally popped in causing him to gasp in pain, but he obviously didn't want me to stop. While I waited for him to adjust to my girth I put his knees over my shoulders and as I moved forward my cock moved in and his tailhole moved up as I bent him almost in half.
I didn't give him much time to get used to me before I started to fuck him the way I dreamed of Coach Bart fucking me. I was soon hammering away at him, dominating him like the eager young sub that he wanted to be. As he gazed up at me his hero worship was obvious. I knew that it was exactly the same way I would look at coach if he ever took me. And I knew exactly what I would have wanted him to do, and that was to fuck me into complete submission before he marked me as his.
I picked up the pace pulling most of the way out, then jamming my eight inches in almost viciously. Logan gasped with each thrust but he didn't ask me to stop or even slow down. He wrapped his arms around my chest and pulled me even closer to him. He had lost his boner when I started fucking him, but on each thrust I could now feel it pressing against my lower abs. I felt him tense up and watched his toes curl as he came for the first time. That was all I needed. I jammed in deep as my knot started to form and continued driving in with short strokes as my knot grew. When it got too big to pull out I milked the base of my knot with his sphincter on each backstroke until I finally grunted and shot jet after jet of my seed into his submissive little body before collapsing on top of him completely exhausted.
I lay there for a moment and then rolled us over on our sides. I was exhausted from the race yesterday, then working all night, doing our practice run and weight lifting and finally fucking the shit out of the willing little husky. I fell asleep as I held him close to me, pumping my seed into him as we cuddled. I woke up about 45 minutes later when I finally came down enough for Logan to pull off of me. I watched for a few minutes while Gordon rolled Logan onto his knees and started to pound away in him. Logan had a satisfied grin on his face as Gordon jammed his cock in him. But I couldn't keep my eyes open and I was thankful that I didn't have to work at the bakery that night. And with that I passed out again, exhausted.
Things were back to normal after that. Without fear of Max and Bubba in the back of my mind I was able to sleep without nightmares. I'd worried that I would have nightmares because I was sure that Ange and his "friends" had killed Max and Bubba, and I was the one that originally gotten Ange involved. But when I thought of how they were hypocrites, how they took the law into their own hands and what they had done to Cody, I couldn't seem to build up much guilt. Besides who knows how much other stuff they had done. It seemed to not be bothering my conscience in the least. I don't know what that says about me, good or bad, but I'm glad it isn't bothering me.
Now Wilbur on the other hand was not handling it well at all. I didn't mind that either. I was worried about him taking it out on me, but he was too depressed to bother with me. He also didn't have his spies anymore so Gordon helped me out a lot more when I had to clean the bakery.
Gordon's seventeenth birthday was coming up soon and I had a gift all planned out for him. I had been saving up some of my pay to buy a surprise for Gordon. On opening day, when we had become lovers I had shown Gordon where a huge brown trout was and he managed to land it. It was 24 and a half inches long. We had measured it and taken pictures of it and now I had saved up enough that I could afford to buy a fiberglass replica of it.
I got Joey to give me a ride to pick it up. He was going to keep it at his house until the party. I was worried that if I took it home and Wilbur found it he would destroy it in a drunken rage. So Joey and I drove downtown to the taxidermists place on Croton Ave.
I went in to pick up the replica. The taxidermist, a pipe smoking 40 something boxer, brought it out and set it on the counter. It was beautiful. The colors matched the pictures perfectly and all of the work was of the highest quality.
"That'll be $50.00." He said with his paw out.
"What?" I said in shock. "Your price list says $5.00 an inch. It should be $122.50."
"Well yeah, I guess it does say that. But I just charged you the price I paid for the fiberglass mount. I didn't feel right charging you for the work."
"Why?" I asked.
"Kind of obvious ain't it?" He said looking at me like I was daft. "You're the biggest sports star to come out of this town in years. I'd feel funny charging you full price for it."
"I can't accept this. Your time's worth something." I retorted.
"Of course it is. But I'd feel guilty taking it from you. I know you work at your family's bakery but I'm sure you don't make much more than minimum wage." He countered.
I wasn't about to tell him that I actually made half of minimum wage. "What does that have to do with it?"
"Well if I was to charge you full price that would mean you'd have to work more hours and that might cut into your training time. I'd like to see you win the championship this year. I was there to watch last year when you came so close." He finished.
I stood there with my muzzle open. I couldn't explain to him that I was going to work as many hours as Wilbur demanded that I work and that him cutting me a break wouldn't change that. So I just said, "Thanks. But you didn't have to do this."
"If I had to do it it would take all the pleasure out of it for me." He said, a huge grin on his muzzle. "Now just make sure you use all that extra time that you don't have to work training." He put the mount in a gift wrapped box and sent me out the door with it.
Joey and I then drove over to Ange's house to plan the surprise party. The whole team was going to be invited, including Coach Bart. We made plans, but Ange insisted on paying for having the party catered. All he would say was, "Hey this party is as much for letting Cody meet his new classmates as it is for Gordon's birthday party. Trust me, I can afford it." He added with a grin.
Of course we all knew he could afford it. But it always bothered me to have others paying my way. I mean Joe always treated us to pizza. He claimed that just having me in the store was good for business and was worth free food. Then there was the taxidermist and now Ange. It always made me feel like a freeloader.
We got everything arranged and within a couple of hours we were able to leave. We had it all planned as a pool party, guys only since there would be skinny dipping. Ange said he would handle most of the details.
Cody was looking great. It was obvious that he had a real affection for Ange and that the affection was returned in at least equal measure. But it didn't seem like Ange was taking sexual liberties with Cody. He showed physical affection like hugs, but it seemed completely fatherly and platonic. And it was obvious that Cody loved the attention.
It wasn't planned for the exact day of Gordon's birthday, we planned it on Sunday afternoon since I had Sunday nights off. Gordon's birthday was on Wednesday and his mom had a party planned for just The Pack. She purchased a cake from our bakery and I made sure my mom spent extra time on the decorations. In addition to Happy Birthday Gordon, I had her put a brown trout, a trophy, a medal and track shoes on it instead of flowers and stuff. My mom has quite an artistic flair and it turned out great. It was one of our signature cakes. It was a full sheet cake, with graham cracker cake and alternate layers of custard and whipped cream. Then it was iced with whipped cream.
We hung out in the back yard and talked for a while before Gordon's mom came out with the cake and ice cream. After we finished the rest of The Pack decided to hang out for a while, but since it was a Wednesday I had to work that evening. I didn't really want the rest of the team to know that I slept in Gordon's bed during the day (who knows what kind of speculation that would have led to), I decided to go home to sleep that day.
I was lucky. When I got home Wilbur was drunk and passed out on the couch so I was able to sneak up to my room without anyone knowing I was home. So I actually managed to avoid any abuse. I did manage to sneak back over to Gordon's house before I had to head in to work and I gave him a birthday fucking to remember.
The days passed quickly until Sunday night. Saturday we ran a local 10K race which I won, but since I didn't have anyone to push me I ran slower than I did at "The Great Race". Sunday we ran a nice LSD over our 8 mile course so we could get some miles in and clear the lactic acid out of our system. Then it was time for "Operation Surprise Gordon".
Coach Bart had already told the rest of the guys on the team about the party and they had made arrangements for all of them to have transportation. Joey dropped Gordon and I off at Gordon's place and then pretended that he was taking Logan home. But unbeknownst to Gordon, they too headed over to Ange's place. I headed up to Gordon's room to take a nap and Gordon lay down next to me. He started to try to give me a BJ but I begged off.
"I'm too tired right now pup. We can fool around after my nap." I promised then immediately lay down. I wasn't lying, I was tired and was soon out like a light. I was going to be able to get a 2 hour nap, before Ange was supposed to show up. It didn't take me long until I was sawing logs.
In a couple of hours Gordon, shook me gently to wake me. "Adam wake up. Ange is here and he wants to talk to us." He paused until I opened my eyes then said, "I told him you were taking a nap, but he said you'd want to hear what he has to say."
"It's OK Pup." I said as I got dressed. "I feel a lot better after the nap. Let's go hear what he has to say."
We went to the door. Ange was waiting inside, dressed as he always was in an impeccable suit. I could never figure out how he always looked so well dressed no matter how hot it was. "Hi Adam! I was wondering if you and Gordon could come over. I'm barbequing and Cody asked if you two could come over and join us."
"Sure!" I said answering for Gordon and I.
"Great I brought the Eldorado, Cody's waiting in the car."
We followed him out to the car and climbed into the back seat. Cody turned around in the front seat and looked back at us.
"Hey Guys! It's great you could come over. I'm well enough to go in the pool and everything now. The doctors said I'm doing great!" I had never seen Cody so bubbly and upbeat. He was like a different dog. I guess being pain free and fear free helps your attitude.
"No problem, it's great to see you doing so well." I said.
We continued to chit chat the whole way to Ange's place. He parked in front of the house and we got out and went around to the back by the pool. As soon as we got to the door to the courtyard everyone jumped out of their hiding places and yelled, "Surprise!"
Gordon jumped back and yelled out. "WHATHEFUCK!"
I grabbed him in a friendly hug and said "Happy Birthday!" I almost slipped up and said Happy Birthday Pup.
"Happy Birthday Gordon!" Rang out all over the yard and everyone came up to give him a birthday hug.
"Why don't you pups jump in the pool until the caterers bring the food. Just skinny dip. You're all teammates and you've seen each other naked plenty of times." Ange told us.
And with that I stripped down, tossed my clothes on the grass and ran towards the pool. I took a leap and screamed "Bonzai!" before cannon balling into the water. Soon everyone else was stripping down and diving in.
The only one that I hadn't seen naked before was Cody. I didn't expect him to have much of a package, but he was even smaller than Logan. He looked like a pup down there. But he jumped in with all of the rest of us and started splashing around.
Ange had caterers bringing everything except the meat. For that he had bought porterhouse steaks and he was getting ready to grill them himself at pool side. It was obvious that Ange was enjoying the eye candy. Coach Bart was standing over by him watching also.
"Hey Coach! Get out of those clothes and hop in." I yelled at him. It was then that I remembered none of the new guys on the team had seen him naked. He grinned at me, then he took his shirt off. He kicked off his flip flops and then pushed down his running shorts. He'd been going commando so as soon as the shorts came down the new members got to see his member for the first time. There was complete silence as Coach ran toward the pool, his huge cock wagging back and forth in front of him like a second tail. Actually like a bigger one since his real tail was only a sexy little stub.
A bigger surprise was the look on Ange's face. His muzzle was hanging open even after Coach hit the water. He finally regained his composure before anyone else noticed him looking. He quickly turned his eyes back toward the grill. I noticed a young dalmatian walk through the gate and stand over by Ange as he waited for the charcoal to turn into a nice bed of coals.
The guys were all jumping in and out of the pool, no one seemed to be embarrassed by their nakedness. To my surprise Coach Bart was a really good swimmer, but given that he had really big paws I should have expected it.
When the caterer pulled up Ange yelled out, "Hey the caterers are here, no need to put you clothes back on, but just stay in the water while they're here."
They pulled up in a van and started to unload a couple of tables and all kinds of side dishes, snacks and deserts. Ange put the steaks on while they were working. The caterers were done in less than 15 minutes and so were the steaks. As soon as the caterers drove off the rest of us got out of the water and shook to get most of the water out of our fur, before grabbing towels out of a stack that Ange had laid out.
None of us bothered to get dressed, we just wrapped a towel around our waists. We all went over to the caterers table and filled our plates. I sat down and Gordon hurried up and grabbed a seat beside me, while Coach hurried up and sat on my other side. We started eating until Ange said, "Steaks are ready. Well at least the medium rare ones are done."
I got out of my seat, with Coach and Gordon following me, grabbed a plate and got in line for one of the steaks. They were huge, around a pound and a half each. I rarely got steak at home. After I got my steak I grabbed another Dr. Pepper and headed back toward the table to dig into it.
"Hey Coach. I've got some Yuenglings, Rolling Rocks and Straubs in the red cooler. Had to have something for us adults." Then he turned to the dalmatian beside him and said, "Toby. Why don't you grab us each another beer."
"Yes Sir!" The dalmatian replied, his tail wagging furiously. He appeared at first glance to be our age, but if you looked closer you could tell he was probably a college student. Considering what I we had been suspecting it wouldn't be surprising if Ange was boning Toby. He looked to be just Ange's type.
Coach came back with a Straub and sat next to me. We quickly dug into the steaks. They were seasoned perfectly and grilled to perfection. I was halfway done when Coach asked. "Want a sip of my Straub? It goes great with steak."
I had never had beer, despite the fact that my stepfather was an alcoholic. Well maybe because he was an alcoholic. But the thought of having some of Coach's beer was much more appealing so I reached over and took a swig of it. It wasn't too bad and it cut through the marbling of the steak to leave a refreshing taste in my mouth. I put the beer back down and dug back into my steak. After I ate a few more bites I grabbed the bottle and took another swig of the beer. Coach didn't comment as I placed the beer back down.
Gordon gave me a questioning look. "I'm just having a few sips, it's not like I'm drinking enough to affect me." I said.
"OK. I just don't know if you should be drinking any. You're underage." Gordon said in a whisper that only I could hear.
"The teens at our family get togethers always get to have a beer or two. No one says any thing as long as they don't get drunk." I replied.
"I know but I've just never seen you drink before."
"I don't plan on making it a habit." I replied.
We all finished our dinners and then it was time for cake and ice cream. Gordon blew out the candles on the his birthday cake and then got the first piece of cake. It was a chocolate whipped cream cake also from our bakery and it was decorated with a picture of Gordon running on it.
Then it was time for Gordon to open the presents. Most of the guys got him cheap novelty stuff, which was all that was expected from your team mates. Then I brought out my present. Gordon opened it up and his jaw dropped.
"Adam you shouldn't have. That had to cost a fortune..."
"Don't worry about it." I replied. A little bit uneasy about the fact that the taxidermist gave it to me for less than half price.
The rest of the guys gathered around, gawking at the replica. "Damn Gordon is that how big it was?" Ron said in awe.
"Yeah." Gordon replied sheepishly.
"That's fucking huge." Chuck chimed in.
Soon everyone was gathered around it, putting their two cents in. I put my arm around Gordon's shoulder. "Do you like it?" I asked quietly?
"It's the best present ever." He said, then added quietly with a lecherous grin, "I'll thank you for it later."
Soon we all got back into the pool. Even Ange and his friend Toby got in. Not surprisingly Toby was not any more endowed than Cody. I was now thoroughly convinced that he was boning this young dog, but I couldn't blame him. I wouldn't mind having my way with him either.
Ange was soon horsing around with all the pups, like he had played with us the last time we were at the pool. He'd put his huge paw on our ass and launch us high into the air. While he was getting situated he always got a good feel of ass. Most of my teammates were oblivious to it but Gordon, Joey and I knew just what was going on.
It was also really obvious that Toby was getting jealous that he was feeling everybody up. But he was also getting turned on. I could see his little boner under the water as he watched. I went over to talk to him.
"Hi how are you doing? I'm Adam." I said sticking my paw out to greet him.
"Yeah I know who you are. Everyone that reads the paper knows who you are." He said with a friendly grin. "I'm Toby."
"How did you meet Ange? You two look like total opposites." I said.
"I met him at a bar one evening. We found we had more in common than it appeared and we became friends." He replied cryptically. I don't think he realized that I knew what they had in common and it was that they both loved having Ange's huge dick in Toby's tight little ass.
It was starting to get dark and everybody got into the high speed driers and got dressed. Soon everybody loaded up into their cars and headed home. Everybody except Toby, Gordon, Coach Bart and I.
Ange turned to Gordon and I and said, "I've been drinking a little and don't want to drive you pups home tonight. I've already called your moms and told them you'd be staying the night. This house has plenty of spare bedrooms."
He then turned to Coach and said, "You've been drinking too and I'd rather that you'd not go out on the roads tonight either. I have plenty of rooms here. We can start a bonfire, hang out, eat chips and finish off more of the beer."
"Sounds like fun. I don't get out often." Coach responded.
There was a fire pit in the yard and Ange and Toby built a fire in it. Coach carried out the cooler and Gordon, Cody and I carried over a bunch of snacks along with a card table to set them on.
"If you pups want to have a couple of beers with us that's fine. You're here with us, it'll help you become responsible drinkers." Ange said with a wink.
I grabbed a bottle of the Yuenling and Gordon copied me. We sat in a circle around the fire and drank beers while we swapped stories. Everyone wanted Gordon to tell the story about how he caught the big fish. He told it making sure that he gave me most of the credit. But by then I had already tried a bottle of each beer. I was more than a little tipsy, but not out of control.
Ange finally said, "Well I think you pups have had enough. Let me show you to your rooms."
We walked up stairs and Cody went into his room. "Gordon I want you to take the room next to Cody. The rooms share a bathroom between them if you need to relieve yourself during the night." Ange told the birthday pup.
"Adam why don't you take this one and Coach can take the next one. They also share a bath." He continued. I thought I could see a bit of a smile on Coach's muzzle when he said this, maybe after a few beers Coach wasn't as in control of himself as he usually was.
But when I turned to look at Gordon there was definitely a look of concern on his muzzle. And with that we all said goodnight and headed to our rooms. I realized that he never did tell us where Toby was sleeping, but I had my suspicions...
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I have 12 years worth of writing up on SoFurry. I am one of the more popular writers on that site. You can find all of them at https://firefromheaven.sofurry.com/stories.
These are my other stories that I have moved or I'm in the process of moving to Nifty. All of them are in their entirety on SoFurry.com:
Earth's New Masters https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/earths-new-masters/
In My Wildest Dreams https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/in-my-wildest-dreams/
Wild Horses https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bestiality/wild-horses
Runt https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/runt/
Mutt https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/mutt
Pittsburghese N'at https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/pittsburgese/
Craigslist Bull https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/craigslist-bull/
The Trophy Wife https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/the-trophy-wife
The Initiate https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/the-initiate
My Pet Lion https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/my-pet-lion
Sasquatch In My Mind https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/sasquatch-in-my-mind
Reverse Cowboy https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/reverse-cowboy
Of Dogs And Young Men https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bestiality/of-dogs-and-young-men/
The Oracle https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/historical/the-oracle/
Royal Prerogative https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/historical/royal-prerogative
Harry Potter and Firenze https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/harry-potter-and-firenze
The House Mouse https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/military/the-house-mouse
The Jungle Book https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/celebrity/the-jungle-book
In Gods We Thrust https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/in-gods-we-thrust
If you read any of the others please let me know what you think of them.