Illustrated Scene: Firedogs, Lazy Afternoon

Hello everybody! This is a catch up post for May, to bring the word count up, and it's an older one this time. I've started working the scenes I’ve been writing the last few months for High School Days into a proper full chapter, writing scenes to tie them together and a final one or two, but I’ve no idea if that will be ready before Anthrocon later this month. Maybe! Who knows, there will probably be one or two more illustrated scenes for High School Days before 27 is done.

Also, if anybody is following the extra kinky series I’ve been writing with Blackstone over on Sofurry, I finished chapter 24 of the “A Choice of Three Masters” series. That was good.

Anyways, this story was inspired by the picture above by Nudog, who does some pretty damn hot artwork, and if you aren't a fan of his you should be.

Today’s scene comes from a story series this image inspired which was never finished. The basics are that Colin, the Dalmatian on his knees up there, was saved from a fire by a crew of all Dalmatian fire dogs and now finds himself homeless and penniless. They take him in till he can get back on his feet, and the men of fire company 69 find that have a gay boy around the place has certain benefits.

The scene above would take place near the end of the story, after the fire chief has had enough of his men fighting over Colin and with each other, and decides to settle things with a dick measuring contest. I never got around to writing any of that, but I did write this hot scene which would be somewhere in the middle of the story.

So I hope you enjoy this scene of two hot firemen going at it.

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May Illustrated Scene #2

2,435 words

Universe: Stand alone, but potentially in the High School Days universe.

M/M, Oral, Dalmatian

Picture by Nudog, 2004

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The fire house was nearly empty. Most of the guys were out shopping; only Tyler and Bo were left to man the station in case a call came in. If there was a call, they would drive the truck to the scene, packed with the team’s gear, and the rest of the team would meet them there.

Bo sat in the main room of the firehouse, his jacket off in the heat and one leg up on the coffee table as he watched the game and did a crossword puzzle. He left the sound off though, he knew what the commentators would be saying anyways, and it was a rare thing to have the firehouse so quiet. The Dalmatian wondered what Tyler was doing. The big Dalmatian was easily the loudest member for the squad, so he must be asleep if the station was this quiet.

Bo enjoyed the quiet, as the game flickered across the screen. Eventually, his ears perked up when he heard the sound of bare footpads on the concrete floor. Bo glanced up, as Tyler came into the lounge, his big arms brushing the high ceiling as he stretched and yawned silently. Bo's eyes trailed down the other Dalmatian’s body. Tyler had indeed been asleep, since he was wearing nothing but a black jockstrap. Bo shifted and looked away from the muscular dog's groin, where his jockstrap was bulging out. Tyler usually had a stiffy when he woke up, and today was no different. "Hey Bo,” Tyler mumbled. “Is the kid still here?"

Bo shook his head slightly, "Colin went to the store with everybody else," Bo glanced up again, "Why?" Tyler was rubbing his chest with one paw, a slight grin on his bug dopey face.

Because, Tyler thought, I wanted to have him deal with this; the muscular dog idly gave his erection a stroke as he thought about Colin's muzzle. "Just wanted to know is all..." Tyler muttered, and Bo didn't catch the grin that spread over Tyler's face when the bigger dog caught Bo's gaze following his paw as he gave his dick a rub, Bo's eyes lingering on his bulging underwear for a long moment before looking back to his crossword, a red blush creeping across his face.

Well, well, another queer huh? Tyler thought as he watched Bo avoid looking at him, the Dalmatian’s shoulders hunching so he wasn't looking at Tyler. Made sense, Bo was always quiet, reading, sure he kept himself in shape, good shape, Tyler thought as he stood there, taking a good hard look at Bo. He wasn't that manly a guy, but he had some good definition in his pectorals, and nice washboard abs. Thin and sleek, and those little, half-moon reading glasses he wore...

Tyler grinned broadly, and he let his paw rub his now rock hard boner. Oh yah, Bo's muzzle would look good wrapped around his dick, with those little spectacles perched on his nose all askew as Tyler fucked Bo's face just like he had Colin's. Oh yah, that'd be sweet. Well, let's see how much of a cock hound the fag was.

Tyler padded across the room slowly, his dick bouncing and straining against the black lycra of his jockstrap, the fabric barely holding back the Dalmatian’s cock.

Tyler leaned over and grabbed the remote, standing right by the arm of the sofa facing the TV, one eye on Bo as he flicked the sound back on, the game blaring for a moment before Tyler turned the sound down to a low level.

Bo glanced at Tyler in surprise that the other Dalmatian had turned the volume low, and damn near did a double take when he saw Tyler's cock as it jutted lewdly out in front of him. Bo looked up at Tyler's face, but the huge Dalmatian was looking at the TV as if nothing were wrong, and his dick wasn't hard as a rock and practically shoved in Bo's face.

Bo's gaze snapped back down to the cock in front of him as it moved slightly, flexing as it grew more rigid somehow, standing fully at attention in front of the big dog. He could see every inch of the massive thing. The tip was outlined in the tight black mesh as Tyler's broad cock head strained against the thin lyrca of his jock. The long shaft had a few thick veins, the underside pulsing slightly. There was a long moment as Bo just stared in shock at the huge dick. He could actually see the base of Tyler's cock because the huge dog's cock stretched the jockstrap well beyond its limits, and there was a gap of several inches between the last inch of fabric and the Dalmatian’s smooth muscled thigh. He could even see Tyler's huge, dangling balls barely cradled by the elastic of his jockstrap. Bo swallowed, his face going red as his own pants grew tight, and then turned his head away.

"What's wrong Bo, don't like the view?" Tyler's mocking, smug voice made Bo cringe. Shit he saw me looking, Bo thought. The Dalmatian’s big paw patted the back of Bo's head, half swiveling his head to face Tyler's cock, which the bigger dog had moved right in front of his face.

"Yah, yah you've got a big dick, stop fooling..." Bo tried to get up and get away from the muscular dog, but Tyler held him in place, and then Tyler moved forward. Bo gasped in shock, as the bigger Dalmatian rubbed the side of his dick along Bo's nose and then shoved Bo's wet black nose into the gap between the fabric of his jock strap and the muscled Dalmatian’s leg, making Bo smell his heavy, sweaty balls.

"Shit dude!" Bo yelped, jerking back hard enough to pull his head free, "what the hell?"

"Aw don't pay coy," Tyler snickered at the now beet red faced Dalmatian on the couch, "I saw you drooling over it." Tyler's big paw slid into the gap of his jock and he started to stroke his dick, his fingers making a soft scraping noise as his paw moved in the jockstrap, and the sound rang in Bo's ears as the Dalmatian’s heart pounded in his ears like a freight train.

Bo leaned away from Tyler faced him as he stood at the end of the couch; the remote tossed onto the table, and slowly jerked his cock. "Come on Bo, I know you want it. I saw your eyes." The slightly frightened Dalmatian stared over his glasses at the bit wet spot of precum forming on the end of the bulging jockstrap.

Bo relaxed slowly. Tyler wasn't angry, hell the huge Dalmatian just looked smugly happy. Besides, he'd basically shoved his dick in Bo's face and was now stroking the huge thing. He had to know, somehow, that Bo was gay. "Now come on Bo, don't leave me just hanging here," Tyler chided playfully, his fingers curling around his massive hard on and shaking it slightly, making the stretched jockstrap bounce.

"Fine," Bo said quietly, "but you listen to me. Don't you breathe a word of this to the crew..." he muttered as he leaned forward towards Tyler, who just laughed and rubbed his bulging jock across Bo's face, a motion which smeared the pre across Bo's cheek. The Dalmatian on the couch glared up at the taller dog, his paws coming up to pull the fabric off the end of Tyler's huge cock, and this time Bo caught the muscular Dalmatian’s dick before Tyler could smack it against his face, lifting the dog's thick cock up so it stood up straight. Tyler groaned a bit as firm paws held his dick up, and he gave a deep, happy bark when Bo's warm tongue started to bath his heavy nuts.

Bo for his part had his eyes closed and was breathing in deeply with his nose pressed at the join of Tyler's heavy balls sack and the thick base of his cock, snuffling up the sweaty masculine scent of Tyler's crotch as that heavy hard shaft pressed against his face. Tyler held still as Bo's tongue lapped and his muzzle gently sucked as his balls, Bo's paw rubbing along the top of Tyler's cock, pressing the thing against his face and skewing his glasses. Then Bo started moving upward, lapping slowly across the broad underside of that big pink cock.

Bo was impressed by Tyler's dick. He was not only big, but his cock was hard as a rock. Most guys over nine inches were always sort of soft right until they shot their load, but Tyler wasn't panting and grunting like a man about to bust a nut. He was panting calmly as Bo's tongue slid up that firm flesh, the hard shaft throbbing under the Dalmatian’s tongue with each of Tyler's heart beats as Bo leaned back, letting the hard cock jut forward again. Bo grinned as he reached the tip, his thin tongue lapping the heavy drop of precum from the tip, tasting the bigger Dalmatian. Tyler tasted of heavy musk and salt, and the big Dalmatian barked as Bo's mouth wrapped around the big tip of his cock.

"Oh yah, yah Bo that's it," Tyler muttered, his paw reaching forward to tussle the Dalmatian’s ears. He'd been right, the sight of Bo's slim muzzle sliding doing his cock, those little glasses askew, was hot as hell. Tyler grinned as he cupped the dog's head in one paw, watching as Bo's muzzle went down, way down his shaft, farther then Colin had been able to go at first, and then pulled back, his cheeks hollowing as he slurped along the muscular Dalmatian’s thick cock. Tyler scrunched up his face, gasping as Bo went back down, his fingers and lips forming a series of tight rings that pumped the dog's cock, making Tyler bark and shiver in delight.

"Oh god you suck cock good Bo," Tyler whined and bucked his hips a bit, "that's it dude, suck my dick." Tyler was grinning, his tail wagging like mad as Bo gagged a bit on his dick. Oh yah, yah this was it, Bo's muzzle was definitely the best he'd ever had.

Colin had been more enthusiastic, and had choked himself on Tyler's huge dick in his eagerness to have it all in his muzzle, but Bo, Bo on the other hand knew what he was doing. His muzzle bobbed and sucked, with his paws wrapped around the firm shaft. Bo's lips were a firm ring around the big shaft, and his paws made the Dalmatian’s muzzle feel longer than any muzzle could possibly be.

Bo's tongue swirled around his tip, and then pushed along the underside of the thick shaft, pressing into the ridge there and sending a thrill down Tyler's shaft and then up his spine. The bigger Dalmatian groaned in delight as he thrust forward into the paws and warm muzzle, his paw holding the back of Bo's head. Both dogs were groaning as that huge dick slid in and out of Bo's mouth, and each time Bo took a little more. Inch after in pushed into Bo's mouth, until Tyler's heavy balls were slapping against the small Dalmatian’s chin.

Bo gagged as Tyler fucked his face, his heavy paw and pumping hips making it impossible for Bo to control the pace any more. He just closed his eyes, opened his throat, and took the throbbing, sliding penis as deep as he could. Paw flailing a bit, Bo reached out and cupped the dog's balls to stop them hitting his chin, and when he squeezed the heavy white orbs Tyler groaned, forced Bo's nose into his short pubic fur, and came.

It was an impressive orgasm, Bo had to admit that. The big Dalmatian had even forced Bo's head down so all he could do was look up at him. Tyler's big body had a lot of muscles, and every one of them tensed at once as he came with a grunt. His washboard abs stood out, his chiseled pectorals leaping into definition just like his thick arms did. Even Tyler's legs tensed, pillars of rock muscles pressed against Bo’s cheeks as the huge rock hard dick in his muzzle pulsed, cum rushing down the thick vein on the underside and flooding his muzzle with Tyler's thick salty seed.

That first pulse of cum filled what little space at the back of Bo's throat that wasn't stuffed with dick, so the rest of the waves had to force their way down his gullet or out around the huge dick as Tyler humped his face. Soon Tyler stopped his howling, and staggered back a step, his huge dick sliding out of Bo's pretty mouth with a sloppy sound. The smaller Dalmatian’s glasses were skewed, and his lips and cheeks were splattered with cum. A heavy load of Ty's seed was settling into Bo's stomach, and as the dog closed his aching mouth, his lips curling around the tip of that big cock as it gave a few last squirts of cum.

Bo gasped; panting for air as Tyler gamely smacked his thick cock against Bo's cum splattered face. "Damn Bo... just, just damn," Tyler panted heavily. "You sure know how to suck a dick." He tussled the smaller Dalmatian’s ears, and Bo glared at him a bit.

"Shut up Ty," he muttered, grabbing the huge dick before it hit his face again. Tyler gasped as fingers slid over his over sensitive cock head, his shaft slip with cum. "Ah, aaah! Bo, don't, I'm too-yip!" Tyler froze as the dog's lips wrapped around him a second time. It was worth the embarrassment of cleaning Tyler's dick to make the bigger Dalmatian whimper and moan like a puppy. He tensed up as his oversensitive dick was slowly cleaned, and Bo took the opportunity to molest the bigger dog as his tongue lavished his spent cock. Bo took particular pleasure I groping the big dog’s ass, which flexed in his paws as he teased the tall Dalmatian.

Tyler was left gasping and moaning until Bo pulled off the big dog, and started to lick cum off his own face. Bo leaned back into a sitting position, and Tyler staggered backward, "Damn you suck dick good Bo," the big Dalmatian panted, "and you sure do enjoy sucking cock don't you?" Bo blushed to find that his pants were tented horribly by his own erection, to the point that his precum had left a wet spot on the front of his jeans.