Puppy Love - Chapter 1
#1 of Puppy Love
CHAPTER 1 The Beginning
We've been friends since the beginning. Both raised in the same neighborhood. Both went to the same schools, did the same things even. We're the best of friends. There was nothing you could ever do to separate us. My name is Sam Spot. I am a sophomore at Doder High. My friend's name is Jack Lexer; he's a junior. I'm an Anthro Dalmatian and so is he. Well an Anthro that is, not a Dalmatian one; he is a Bulldog. All those stereotypes saying how Bulldogs were all stupid was completely wrong. Somehow he always managed to get only A's and B's. And despite all the stereotypes saying how Bulldogs are always angry and mean. He's really sweet. He doesn't ever get angry when people call him big and ugly; and he wasn't even ugly. He was cute. So cute that I could barely pry my eyes off of him. Oh and did I forget to mention I'm a guy too?
For all the people who were thinking I'm a girl, I'm not. Although you probably wouldn't be able to tell. I was so thin and curvy; you wouldn't believe the amount of time's I was mistaken for a female. Every time a guy would ask me out and I'd get excited, only to find him say, "Oops, sorry bro I thought you were a girl." It's not easy being a thin gay Dalmatian. I knew that if I ever came out to the public about my sexuality I'd be murdered. My dad of course doesn't have a problem with it considering he has a boyfriend himself. I'm so deep in the closet though that my best friend doesn't even know about it. It's so hard not to tell him about it considering he's my best friend; let alone that I'm in love with him. You wouldn't believe all those times I'd stare at him in class while he did his work. Heck, I once stared so long that it took the bell to snap me out of the trance; and it was on a test day and I didn't get a single answer down. He was so sweet, he noticed that my paper was blank and he put my name on his paper and his name on mine. I didn't even know he did it until we got our papers back and I had an A while he had an F.
If only I could tell him the truth, about how much I loved him. Maybe he'd like me back? We were really good friend's after all. But then again... what if he didn't? Would it be worth it to destroy the friendship we've been building up all these years? I know that if he got angry at me I'd surely die. One hit from him would send me directly to the hospital. What if he was a homophobe? I wouldn't even make it to the hospital. Its thought's like these that keep me from telling him. No matter how much I wish I could tell him I would probably never get the chance. Umm I think I've chewed your ear off with this long introduction. Maybe I should start it now? Yeah. That'd probably be a good idea. Let's start this story off at a day in school; near prom.
I was sitting next to Jack on the bus. I should've been sitting on the aisle seat though considering what I wanted so badly to ask him; just in case I got the nerve to ask him I'd need the chance to escape without having to crawl over his lap. "So who are you taking to the prom, Jack?" I practically blurted out in the silence between us, of course the bus was as noisy as ever but between us both it was silent, at least until I asked my question to which he replied, "No one. I don't have any idea who to ask." Nudging me softly before he continued, "Maybe we could both go cruising through the school and find a date, shouldn't be too hard. We're both irresistible aren't we?" I couldn't tell but I think he just called me irresistible which only caused my face to react by turning a bright shade of red. "Y-Yeah I guess we are." Scratching my neck as I spoke and looking out the window to hide my blushing cheeks. If he saw my face as red as it was what would he think I was thinking about? Maybe I should just ask him to be my date? What could happen? I paused and thought about the possible results. The second I saw blood over the bus my blush faded and all thoughts of asking him to prom was dispersed until he spoke out with, "Though if we don't find a date soon we'll end up having to go with each other." Laughing out a little loudly, obviously it just being a joke to him. But to me I was hoping badly it'd happen. If I had to I'd make sure that everyone else had a date if it meant I could go to prom with him. Although even if we did go together it wasn't like we'd kiss or dance or even hold hands. It'd be better if he found an actual date. A female instead of lame old male me. Even if I was a girl I bet I wouldn't be good enough for him, he was perfect.
When the bus had arrived at our stops we went our opposite directions as usual but then I noticed something. I was being followed. You know that feeling where you thought that someone was watching you? Well I was feeling that right this moment. So I turned around immediately, not even stopping before I turned in hopes of catching them off guard. Only to be greeted by Jack's muscle bound chest. The force of him walking right into me caused me to fall right back on my ass. Letting out a yelp as I went down to the cement. Jack instantly reaching out to me and yanking me back up to my feet. "Damn I'm sorry Sam are you hurt?" Looking me over quickly to see if anything looked broken before looking directly at my face. His direct gaze causing me to blush slightly, "I-I'm fine." Shaking my head slightly to dismiss the redness of my cheeks before speaking more, "W-Why are you following me?!" Jack just shrugged, "Sorry I just wanted to come over and hang out like we used to ya know?" Suddenly I noticed I was holding my breath so I let it out before I spoke, "O-Oh sure." My tail wagging behind me without me noticing. I then began to walk again with him tagging along. It has been a while since we had hanged out after school. I wonder what we'd do this time. Last time we had played video-games; the time before that we had gone to the park and played around until it was near dark.
It wasn't long before we were at my door. Pulling out the key from underneath the matt before trotting in with Jack close by. Heading up the stairs and down the hall to my room. I smiled at the familiar sites of my bed, desk, TV; and then I noticed something. MY ROOM WAS A COMPLETE MESS! I instantly ran around the room picking up the discarded clothing and personal items. Rushing as fast as I could to get everything put away. Seeing to it that everything was clean and tidy; or at least that everything that wasn't wasn't in viewing range. A certain object caught my eye sticking out from the bottom of the bed before I kicked it under right as Jack entered the room. My slim frame thankfully allowed me to be fast enough to have my room clean and tidy before my friend came in. He scanned the room and groaned softly, "Damn I have no idea how you can keep your room so clean all the time. Don't you have any fun in here?" Thoughts came back to me of the fun I've had and it caused a blush to creep onto my face. "Y-Yeah I have tons of fun in here." Allowing gravity to drop my body onto the edge of my comfy soft bed. I resisted laying back on it because I wanted to keep looking at Jack. If I laid back I'd be staring up at the roof instead of him; and between a roof and a stud what would you pick? So I settled on staying up on the beds edge. Watching him look around the room; was he looking for something?
My question was answered when he yelled out, "Ah ha!" I nearly jumped because I didn't expect the sudden outburst. He moved over across the room and picked up a remote control. Tail wagging behind him as he passed me one and then went through my games. Deciding which one he'd play with me in. Of course he'd beat me as usual; I never really could focus on the games when he was sitting right next to me. He had the unfair advantage of being a distraction without even knowing it. Before long he had chosen a game and popped in the disk. PAW FIGHTERS 4 showed on the screen in big bold letters. Of course he'd have to choose this one. You could completely customize your character to look like yourself in real life. There was no way I could hit him, game world or not it was still him. It wasn't long before he destroyed me. With the combination of him sitting next to me and him on screen I couldn't even attack him back. What was terrible is how you could perform almost any type of attack you could think of and Jack always has preferred the wrestling mode. So the game ended with his character pinning mine down. The image frozen on the screen with the words GAME OVER above it. Jack laughing slightly as he looked over at me, "Guess I beat you again huh bud?" I shrugged softly and tried to act natural, hoping the blush would just fade off as I spoke, "Yeah I guess so. Want to play again?" I really didn't want to lose to him again. But at least we'd still be sitting right next to each over. For that I'd be playing with him all day and night; which we did. We were already in the A.M. before I started to nod off. Leaning down and over Jack's lap and falling sound asleep.
When I was next awake I was on my bed with the covers over me. I sat up fast and looked around, "W-What?" Groaning softly. Damn it I must have fallen asleep and then he got bored and left. Turning to my side and extending my feet to the floor before I noticed something. Since when did I have a carpet? When I looked down I saw Jack fast asleep in his underwear. The sight caused my entire face to blush. Instantly moving back into position on my bed with the covers completely over me. I couldn't risk looking at him like this. What if he woke up? He'd know I was staring. Would he call me a faggot? Would he ask me if I liked what I saw? And then I noticed that I was also in my underwear. I could've sworn I was in my school uniform when we were both playing. I wonder if he undressed me and put me to bed. The thought of him doing that brought my slowly fading blush back into full power. What exactly happened when I fell asleep? How long until he found out I was asleep? Where exactly did I fall asleep? Was this even the pair of underwear I was wearing today? For all I knew he could've changed it. I was blushing so hard you'd swear I was a tomato or something. I gasped when I heard a noise. It was him getting up from the floor. I whimpered softly under the sheets, eyes completely clenched as I listened to the noise. What exactly was he doing? Did he notice I was just staring at him as he slept? It was so late; what reason would he have to be up and about at this time at night?
My question was answered when I heard my bathroom door open and shut. Sweet relief to us both as I was finally able to breathe again. I didn't even notice I was holding my breath as I listened to his footsteps. I was worried that he'd pull off my covers and call me a faggot before attempting to kill me. It was so calming to find out he was just going to the bathroom. I lowered the covers to my waist and turned to my side away from where he was just sleeping. Letting my eyes close as I slowly drifted back to sleep. Jack reemerging from the bathroom shortly after and looking me over before he moved back onto the floor and allowed himself back to the dream world.