Work Text:
His keys jingled slightly as they opened the door to his empty but welcoming home, it’s been a long day at work and Greg longed for nothing more than to fall asleep in his warm cozy bed.
Greg kicked the door shut with his heel, bags of groceries in both hands as he strolled into his abode. He sluggishly walked into the kitchen and dumped the bags of foodstuff on the kitchen counter. It was one of those days where he had to stop crime in every corner and crook of the city and still come back to finish his report for chief. The life of a SUPA cop was not for the weak and he sure as hell would prove it everyday, that he is not weak.
His thumb found it’s way to his eyes rubbing away the sleep and gunk that made him want to crash right there in the kitchen counter. He checked his phone and it showed 11:30, his eyes blinked lazily, it felt like forcing open rusted shutters but he pushed on.
He lazily walked out of the kitchen and plopped into his couch face first. It was heavenly, his sore muscles rejoiced at the softness of the couch, the more he laid there the harder it was to get up. He could die here and would be happy…
But a ding from his phone jerked him out of his peaceful moment, with furrowed brows he grumpily whipped it out and to his surprise it was Petey the once most evilest cat
“Hey? Are you back yet?
The kid won’t stop asking for you, since you couldn’t watch him today?”.
Greg smacked his forehead hard, he forgot once again, today was his turn to watch over Lil petey but he didn’t show up to pick him up. He was so busy with work, he totally forgot about them.
“Sorry sorry sorry I forget
work stuff ૮ - ﻌ - აᶻ 𝗓 𐰁”
“Ah okay, next time just call me. Night mutt Lil petey also says good night”.
“Gud night luv you guyz zᶻ ૮˶- ﻌ -˶ა”
And with that Greg dumped his phone on the couch pillow. He was so busy he forgot to pickup lil petey from Petey’s new place, he has to make it up to him tomorrow.
Sleep tenderly wrapped around his sore body and he could feel himself slowly but surely succumbing to it. Until another ding from his phone jolted him awake, he begrudgingly opened his phone and it was a notification from twitter. He immediately blinked out the sleep from his eyes and sat up straight, his cheeks flushed red, his heart felt like it was about to jump out his chest. He could feel the burning fire once again growing in his gut and he immediately threw his face away from his phone.
He could already feel the heat going down his pelvis, his eyes darted back to the screen and he flushed even harder. Greg thumb shakily hovered on the screen, the fire in his pelvis now growing even stronger. He gripped his thighs with his other hand and took in deep breaths, “I’m in control, not today.” He barked.
With a reluctant whine, he switched off his phone and placed it on the cushions next to him. “A bath, I need a bath”. He barked.
Greg got off his couch, slightly adjusting the tightness in his pants. He jogged to the bathroom and turn on the cold water, as it began filling up the tub. He took off his shirt, unfastening the buttons and dumped it on the white tiles.
He felt the cold air prick his skin, he shivered slightly. He could also feel the burning sensation in his pants subside and he sighed in relief.
After the tub filled up, Greg hastily took off his pants and then his briefs. The usual blue briefs now had a large wet spot on it…
“Wroo..”, he stared at it in thought.
“I can’t keep doing this. The sites said it’s not healthy to keep on doing it”. He though, worry clearly etched on his face.
Greg tossed it into the basket by his right, filled with his other dirty laundry. He put a hand into the tub and sure enough the water was cold, not too cold but it’ll do the job.
He plopped into the tub and felt his entire body tremble as the cold soak into his body. He gripped his legs slightly as a whimper escaped his muzzle.
“That feels good…”After a couple of seconds of shivering his body adjusted to the cold and he just sat in there, with his eyes closed, enjoying the chilling sensation from the bath.
He wasn’t a big fan of baths but after petey forcefully dragged him to the tub and scrubbed him down to the bone, he had to start taking proper care of himself. “Here’s what’s gonna happen. Every time you stink THIS badly, I will personally strip you down and scrub you down. So if you don’t want this to EVER happen again, bathe yourself, okay?”. Petey took a towel and begun cleaning the water and soap on himself before tossing it at the shivering Greg.
“Woo! Woooo!”, Greg took the towel and wrapped it around his body, he shakingly nodded his head, as he cowered away from his fellow co parent.
“Good. Clean yourself up, I’ll whip up your favorite meat loaf”. Dogman immediately perked up as he heard meatloaf, he barked happily and shakes his imaginary tail.
Greg shivered from the memory, it was the first time Petey bathed him and it was something. He shakes his head, dismissing the thought and began lathering himself with the soap Petey recommended. He started with his head, carefully washing all the grim, sweat and dirt off his fur. It felt like a much needed massage for his brain.
He then worked his way down to his chest and his arms. He hesitated, staring at the once foreign body below him, anxiety building up in his lungs but he shook the thoughts and panic out his head and begun scrubbing them thoroughly with a lofa that once again petey bought for him. His muscles thanked him as he also massaged them while scrubbing, his eyes but from the pleasure and relief he gave his muscles. He went further down and scrubbed his nether regions but while in the process, he stopped. That feeling again crept up on him, he could feel the heat creeping up from his gut and he whined in reluctance.
Greg immediately skipped that region and went down to his legs, scrubbing them thoroughly and beamed at the good job he’s doing in taking care of himself. With a pull of the drain plug, the dirty water flowed down the drain and he stretched his limbs.
He was about to rinse himself but a reluctant whine filled the air, he wasn’t done yet and he knew it.
With a sigh he poured a handful of soap on his hand and began lathering his nether region, the crooks in between his thighs, his friends jewels, the crack between his behind. As his hand moved along those areas, his eyes shut and brows furrowed as he stifled the moans threatening to escape his muzzle, the sensations he felt whenever he cleaned those areas always made him weak.
It was different from his old body, it was more soft, more sensitive to his touch. He moved his soapy hand to his already growing member, just a slight contact made his body shiver and his hips buckle. “Why the hell were humans so sensitive?!” He barked.
This wasn’t the first time, this happened when he showered but he still couldn’t help but grit his teeth, it annoyed him how good this sensation always felt even when he felt dead after work.
He glanced down at his now hard member, it twitched anxiously as if already knowing what was going to happen. His hands hovered over it as desperation and desire kicked in.
But he shakes his head in disapproval and finished rinsing himself, he stepped out of the tub violently shaking the water off his body and used a towel to clean off the leftovers.
“finally done”, with a content sigh Greg stepped into his pajamas and ran up the stairs and dived straight into his bed. His tongue stuck out lazily as he rolled around in his new comfy mattress.
Once again petey recommended it to him, as his human body needed a proper bed and not the small doggy bed he used before. Greg opened his phone and the time read 12:50.
“Was it that late?”, He exclaimed shocked at the time.
He didn’t have work tomorrow since it was his day off, so he had the liberty to sleep in as much as he wanted.
He opened twitter and scrolled mindlessly through his feed, it was filled with things like dog treats, dog toys and some silly memes that made him laugh. A new notification popped up on his screen, his eyes squinted as he tapped on it. His eyes shot open and his cheek flushed deep red, he wasn’t prepared for what he saw.
An orange tabby with a seductive grin greeted him but that wasn’t the source of his distress. This particular orange tabby was naked, they are all naked but this one had his…member out.
Greg let out a high pitch yipp as he threw the phone to the other other half of the bed but it was too late the heat growing in his groin was already threatening to rip out of his pajamas pant and had a wet patch growing. Oh how he wished he just went to bed earlier…
He trembled as his manhood brushed the inner soft material of his pants. Greg jerked whenever his manhood moved slightly, it wanted out and he couldn’t resist anymore.
With clumsy but hasty hands, he freed it from its prison. His schlong stood proudly in front of him as it leaked a little bit of precum.
An image of petey with his spiked member out hit him and he whined softly, his hand begun gently tugging on his growing member. Dogman paused trying to control his ever growing desires.
A ding from across the bed brought him back to reality but he knew what it was and didn’t want to encourage these thoughts swarming around in his head like bees trapped inside his skull, it hurt and he just wanted to release them. So with a disappointed huff, he reached over and opened the phone, there he was a porn actor, he followed when he first began fulfilling these desires. An orange tabby that looked similar to his co parent petey but he was a bit bigger than petey, he discovered his account on one of those days he was doomscrolling at work and out of curiosity he followed him, enticed by his content.
It seemed he posted a new video and from the thumbnail, dogman could tell it was spicy. With his other hand busy occupied holding down his twitching cock, he hesitated knowing he would regret it but pressed play anyways.
“What’s good my horndogs? Todays kinda special, why you ask? Well, a huge fan of mine paid aloooot of money to be in it.” The orange tabby smirked devilishly as the camera panned to a male anthropomorphic dog in its briefs.
“He’s kinda shy, hence the mask but…”, The camera now panned back to his face as he licked his lips, his fangs popping out seductively. “I like shy pups”.
Dogman eyes shot open once again, his face painted crimson red. “That was kinda hot…”. His phantom tail begun wagging slightly.
“Oh that got you riled up, mutt?”. The orange tabby panned the camera to the growing tent forming in the dogs brief. “Let’s see how good you are with that large tongue of yours”.
Dogman felt his soul leave his body after what happened next. The orange tabby held the dogs face in one of his palm, with a slight tilt of his head their lips met. Dogman other hand unconsciously began stroking his cock to the two, as he did so he kept on thinking, “what if that was him and petey? how that could be petey and maybe the other dog could be…”, a loud moan from his phone brought him out of his lustuful thoughts.
The orange tabby was now biting the dogs neck, he shuddered slightly and moaned into the chest of the orange tabby. “If a love kiss has you moaning like that you won’t last very long mutt”.
The orange tabby ran his coarse tongue over the bite makes on his partners neck and he visibly shuddered at the action, a hand weakly reaching to push back the cat from overstimulating him.
“Is petey’s tongue just the same?..”. Dogman wondered as his lips slightly parted open, a moan escaping his lips.
The orange tabby then forcefully pinned him down to the bed with one hand. His other hand slowly moving down to the tent in his partners briefs, “you’re really pent up, you don’t let loose often?”. A long whine escaped his muzzle as he nodded.
The orange tabby already knew the answer to that question, he just enjoyed teasing the shy dog. His finger traced the length of his member through his briefs and the dog jerked profusely to his touch, it was addictive and he wanted more.
“Don’t come yet, I can’t end the video in just 4 minutes, that’s bad for business”. He grinned teasingly at the blush spreading across the dogs face even with the mask on.
Dogman now completely focused on the video, slid his pants over his legs and tossed them on the floor mindlessly, “I’d rather not stain these”. He thought.
The orange tabby did the same as he took of his partners briefs, his member stood proudly. “Not bad, not too small”. The orange tabby said as he eyed his partners trembling member.
Dogman raised a brow as he looked down at his own member, “it’s the same length as his…am I small?”. The new revelation ruined his mood a little as he kept on judging his own member.
“‘Nothing wrong with being small puppy, it’s thick and cute besides I’ll be the one doing most of the work”. The orange tabby complemented, his hand now wrapped around his partners member.
It was almost like the orange tabby was talking directly to him, to dogman…
The orange tabby began furiously jerking the dogs member, he whined and thrashed around from the action but the tabby pinned him down so he couldn’t escape.
Dogmans room was filled with the moaning and whining of the dog in the video, his hand begun moving faster trying to match the tempo of the tabby and he couldn’t hold it anymore. His mouth hang open as his guttural moans and whimpers filled his room too.
“Alright alright, that’s enough teasing. You ready for the main course?”. The orange tabby didn’t wait for a response from the dog, he stood up and walked over to his partner and pointed at his own member. “Suck it”.
The dog looked up at the orange tabby with glossy eyes and stuck his tongue out taking in all of the cat. Dogman stared intently at the action, “is it always that spiky…”.
The dog lapped all over the tabby’s member and put it all in his mouth. The tabby placed a hand on the dogs head, stroked him gently. A low chuckle escaped the cats lips, “just like that pup”.
He leaned down close, his voice husky with approval. “Good boy”.
Dogman choked on nothing, his heart beating rapidly at the praise that wasn’t even directed at him. His hips moved slightly as if he had a tail, his cock in hand even harder than ever before.
“You like that? If you do a good job. I might give you a treat later”. Dogman eagerly nodded his head, his eyes never leaving the screen.
He set his phone down on his feet, his now free hand creeped to his lips and he put in two digits. “You’re an eager one, I like.” The tabby had his hand fixed on his cock, it pulsed whenever his hand reached his tip.
Dogma brows furrowed, he could feel the tabby’s cock in his mouth. He could feel it pulsing inside of him and he didn’t want to let it out.
A hand stroked his head gently, he leaned into its touch and whimpered slightly as he felt the mass leave his mouth. “You’ve got me all wet pup now…”, the tabby let go of Greg’s member and shoved him down into the mattress beneath him. There he was a panting, leaking mess, dogman begged for more with his eyes and with a satisfied smirk the orange tabby whispered into his ears with a voice turned husky with passion. “Turn around”.
It was a simple command and dogman eagerly did as he was told, his ass high up in the hair as he whined for more love and attention.
“Pipe down, your treat isn’t running away puppy”. With a slap to his cheek, Greg bit down on his lips, waiting patiently for his well deserved treat.
The tabby flicked his now wet cock on Greg’s exposed hole, Greg bit down harder on his lip, he felt like he was about to explode if he waited any longer. So in a desperate plea, he rocked his hips backward, trying to force the tabby’s barbed cock into his tender hole.
The tabby cooed at Greg’s desperate attempt to get it in him, he smirked cockily as he gave he dog what he desired. With swift precision, he shoved a third of his barbed cock into the warm caverns of Greg’s ass, a soft sigh escaped the tabby’s lips, “Theeeere it’s in”.
Greg eyes shot open from the sudden intrusion, his head jerked back as pain and pleasure shit through his entire being. “What the…is this how it feels when it’s inside”. He thought in panic, it was nothing he had ever experienced, he could feel the barbs hooking itself to the inner walls of his ass. It was a weird feeling almost as if their flesh was fusing into one, god was it intoxicating.
His legs quivered and almost gave up on him but he refused to fall so easily when it wasn’t even all inside of him, the orange tabby saw the determination in his eyes to take it all in and was pleased. “Your doing well, that’s my good boy”. His voice was low, husky and sent a pleasurable shiver down his spine, Greg barked in admiration at the praises.
“You like it when I call you that, don’t ya”. Greg averted his eyes from the tabby’s and nodded eagerly. “Cute”. The tabby smirked cockily, his hot breath brushing Greg’s soft tender neck.
Before he knew it the tabby began moving his hips, he wished he warned him before hand cause the feeling of the barbs moving back and forth inside of him sent him into whirlwind of pain, shock and pleasure. His head rocked back from the pain, his hands gripped the sheets like his life depended on it.
“sorry, sorry, should’ve used lube”. The orange tabby slowed his pace down to ease Greg and stroked his head with love. Greg leaned into his hand, panting slightly, this little moment of rest was appreciated.
That as until the tabby had on of those evil grins spread across his face whenever he had an evil plan. “Y’know, you’re really good at holding yourself back”. He leaned in closer, eyeing Greg like he was a nice plate of assorted tuna.
Greg cocked a brow, still shaken from his prior intrusion. “You’re supposed to be enjoying yourself…”, and with that he felt a sudden intrusion from his behind, he grit his teeth and cocked his head back, his ears flopping lazily behind him.
“So let loose puppy, let me hear it.” The tabby wrapped an arm around his neck, slightly suffocating him.
“Moan for me”. With that simple command, Greg felt all of the tabby penetrate him, it was like someone shoved four thick fingers inside of him. It was a low whimper, then it turned into audible guttural moans that reverberated through the walls of his room.
The tabby picked up the pace, his claws now digging into the tender flesh of greg’s cheeks. “Wooo..woof”, Greg was now a slobbering, panting, moaning mess. Petey never let go of his neck, his eyes were forced to look at nothing other than the tabby’s emerald eyes.
Greg’s hand wandered down to his own pulsing member that has been left untouched, he stroked it in sync with the tabby’s movement. He could feel it, anytime now, he was going to blow.
“You’re close aren’t ya?”, Greg focused back to the tabby’s emerald eyes, it spoke of nothing more than lust and primal desire, he wished it looked at him with something else though but this was alright.
“I’m getting there too mutt but…”, the tabby grinned mischievously, he slapped Greg’s hand off his cock, “cum without touching it, can y-you do that for me pup?”.
Greg bit his lip, the temptation of release made him shut his eyes in frustration but he couldn’t say no to the tabby. With his tongue now limp and out his mouth from pleasure he furiously nodded yes to the tabby’s demand.
“That’s my good boy”. The tabby’s voice was a husky rumble that vibrated through Greg’s very being. He loved it when the tabby would praise him, pet him…love him in any way he could.
“You’re my good boy, you feel so good…” the tabby purred through gritted teeth, his thrust now losing speed and coordination.
Greg yipped and howled from the showers of praise, the pain, the feeling of the tabby breath on his neck. He couldn’t take it anymore, he tried to hold it in but the tabby was too much for him to handle.
With a final, tense shudder, Greg’s jaw went slack as his tongue flopped out, his whole body trembled in anticipation. Greg ejaculated unto the blue sheets underneath him, his hips buckled as he humped the sheets, pouring more and more of his sticky white juices into the sheets.
“That’s my good boy…”. Greg whined, his cheek still flushed red at the praise from the tabby and the aftermath of his release.
“Whew! And that’s it from your boy puppy lover, if you wanna see more spicy content like this or even want to join in one day. Just head over to my OF, link in description”. And with that, the illusion that Greg created was shattered.
His eyes shot open, it was just himself in his lonely room, his frantic panting was the only thing that filled his room. There was no praises, no moans, no colliding of flesh, no warmth. Just dogman in his room surrounded by the mess he made.
He slumped back into his pillow damped with sweat and other juices, his face a flustered and tired mess. The member in his fantasy that was tearing through his insides, sending him into a world of pleasure was just his own hand, now clenched on his knee. The screen that took him into another world where he was loved by another was just a screen again, the tabby that praised him and loved him was just a porn actor.
Shame…shame was all he felt now, the high from his ejaculation already gone; it had left him bare and naked to his harsh reality.
He was supposed to be sleeping, instead he made a mess…again. It was hard pushing down these thought and desires, he thought he was strong, he thought he could handle it but they just kept growing stronger and stronger with each interaction he had with the cat.
Greg glanced at his screen for the third time today, it was 2:05 luckily for him, he could sleep in today, at least he had that. He cleaned the leftover residues from his…solo lovemaking with his stained sheets.
A tired but happy sigh escaped his lips, he didn’t know why he felt like this, he didn’t know why the orange tabby made him feel like this. It wasn’t right but every passing day, he wanted to act on his desires.
Greg hugged his pillow and closed his eyes, trying to call back the sleep he’s been pushing away, until it dawned on him.“Shit”, I’ll have to take another shower”. He barked before letting sleep take him away.
That’s it, hahaha first time writing one of these, it’s currently 3:30am fuck I’m tired. This was supposed to be a one shot for kinktober but I’m not a big fan of those so I’m just going to turn this into a book on it’s own lol. Always wanted to write a love story between them. Anyways tell me what ya think, also you can probably tell when I started getting into the hang of it, it was weird at first but I pushed through.
And yes I die with bottom Greg! No one can change my mind! Ragghhhh! G’night