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Rules of Engagement

Chapter 10

By Roofles

“This won't fit.” Togo growled, crossing his arms over his burly chest. “I'm too big.”

“Well, we have to make it fit!” Charles just replied sharply, still trying to force it in. The black and white husky winced at the jerk, holding back a whine with teary eyes. “We’ve done it before!”

“Ow, ow. You're going to break it!” The husky only whined, making no move to stop the man between his legs though.

“Well maybe then it'd fit.” Charles panted, sweating by now as he crouched down in front of the canine. “It did last time.” The man was so close he could smell the husky’s canine musk.

“Well last time was different.” Togo gruffly replied, getting frustrated now. When Charles had asked him to do this he thought it'd be fun. Simple. Then they'd grab a Jumbo Juice from Mr. Elephants next door.

“These are the shoes she picked out, right?” Charles just gave up with the laces and took a seat on the floor. The inside of the store was air conditioned but he was perspiring from the work. Togo gave him a push with his bare paw, letting the shoe slip right off.

“There's a reason we don't wear shoes.” Togo just frowned down at him, something he was trying to tell the man for the past hour. The man was busy looking at his phone, at the picture she had sent Charles of the shoes to notice the look on Togo’s face. The two were going to go out and grab them and go, that had been the plan. Yet, the man had insisted the husky tried them on and that’s how they got into this mess.

Togo didn’t point out it wasn’t a good idea to mention this to her. The husky wasn’t sure where weddings stood on that. He knew you were never supposed to bring your ex to a wedding but what about the guy he was fucking on the side? Or would it really be on the side if he wasn’t getting any from anywhere else? Togo knew Charles wasn’t getting any at home for the past several weeks or more now which would cause a normal man to implode on himself.

Togo was just doing his friend a solid. That’s all. That’s all the husky would let himself think on the matter.

“Well you can't just go bare foot!” Charles exclaimed loudly in the store nearly throwing his phone up into the air. Something on the phone, possibly another text, had gotten underneath his metaphorical fur Togo could tell.

Humans could be so easy to read if you know how too. The husky only batted an ear.

There were turned over boxes, shoes were spilled out, strings undone and soles lost. It looked like a war zone in the corner of Shoes for All. The store prided itself on making shoes or sandals for any and every creature that walked this earth on two or four legs. Still Togo had yet to meet a shoe he liked.

“Unless you take off the dewclaw.” Togo just lifted up one of his feet and showed it to the man pointing at the useless claw on the upper part of his large paw. “It's not going to work.”

“Well then, where are the clippers?” Charles just asked, rubbing his brow. He tried not to take a breath, his hand smelling like new shoes and husky paws.

Togo yipped, pulling his foot up with both hands. “Like hell you are.” He growled.

“Well there isn't any other dress shoe that fits!” Charles motioned over the massacre they had done. It'd take them forever to clean the mess up. He was frustrated, sweaty and hadn’t eaten this morning yet.

“Well...” Togo pulled out the pair of workman boots he spied in the very beginning. “What about these?” He grinned widely with those pearly whites. Togo took great care of his teeth and even ate minty fresh dog snacks said to strengthen them. Charles just gave him the same look he had before. “My birthday is coming up,” The husky only grinned wider those black lips peeling apart, and a soggy bright red tongue flopping out.

“Put that thing away! There are children about.” The man gagged, then gagged even more as he was licked over the side of his face. It was his own fault letting his guard down around the friendly canine. “You’re birthday isn’t until like four months from now.” Charles pointed out as he tried to match shoes with each other and find the box they had come in while wiping the slobber from the left side of his face.

“So, my birthday's coming up.” Togo just repeated, tilting his head to one side with a sly grin. “And these would be nice to have on those long, hot days of work.” He groaned pitifully, twisting his head to the side and shutting his eyes. “My poor toesies can't take it.” And he wiggled them in the man's face.

Charles frowned at that, snagged his foot and then attempted to try and forcibly remove the useless dewclaw from the husky's paw. Togo jumped at that and slipped off the corner bench onto his rear. The husky had fallen onto Charles' lap and the two were struggling to get off one another, legs kicking around and more helpless shoe casualties fell onto their shoulders to forever haunt their memories.

“The tux was bad enough.” Togo finally just said resting against the bench he had been on minutes before. The two were panting, exhausted from untangling from one another. This all had been more physically taxing than their daily hump in the sack. “This is just,” he motioned around them. “Can't I like.” Togo began, still panting as he tried to fish for the right word to describe the hassle of it all.

“We've been over this.” Charles laughed a bit, pushing one of Togo's legs off him. The husky just moved it back over him. “You can't go nude.”

“But I'm covered in fur!” Togo said as if it were enough. His voice had upped an octave as he spoke and he nearly howled the word.

Charles snorted, thinking of the reaction everyone would have if a naked husky walked down between the rows of pews in the church. It’d be worth the small fortune they were paying for this whole charade, just to see the looks on his and Marcy’s family.

“I think they'd throw holy water on you.” Charles thought that over. “And then probably shoot you.” He frowned, that'd be bad. “My family is kind of crazy religious gun nuts.”

One of the husky's pointed ears twitched at that. The only sign he heard the man, a blank face falling over him as Togo focused in on the conversation.

Charles had never once talked about his family. He knew about Togo's family, for the most part. Canine families were normally very close and it was a huge part of who they are. For good and bad. Charles had avoided the conversation all together when it concerned his own. Togo had his pack after losing his family. Brigsby, Muff, Reese and everyone else. The husky wasn’t sure how he’d have gotten through it all without them.

Charles, his human and friend, had Marcy. And Togo. That was about it for support.

“Is that why you're doing all this?” Togo ended up asking, moving to help clean up the mess. The husky just didn't want to ask and not appear to be doing something else, as if it was just an afterthought to what he had said. Rather than something he was trying to sniff out, not appearing to be hounding him on the subject of. “In the church? All official and old school.” Togo went on with a half shrug.

Charles didn't say anything at first as he tried to thread a shoelace into a pair of nice black dress shoes.

Togo just watched him struggle with it, waiting for him to give up. “And to her?” The husky finally asked. The tone alone told Charles exactly what he meant by that.

“Look, you're right.” Charles finally agreed, shaking his head. “This is a waste of time. Let's just go get some Jumbo Juice.” The man gave a weak, pained smile at him.

Togo frowned at that, it tugged on his heartstrings. “Charles.” He said his name with a bit of pain in his voice as if choking on the name, or rather holding the tears back. The husky just gritted his teeth, clamping his eyes shut tightly and forced himself to man up and stand up.

So he stood up. And helped Charles up. And gave the man a very strong hug without another word. It was best not to pick at the scab that was his high school relationship.

It took some convincing to get the beaver to let them go, Charles just told him in the end to send them the bill. The beaver finally agreed after they promised not to come back together and ushered them off, grumbling on as he went back to clean up the mess.

“Just add it to the list of debt I'm going to suffer under for the next ten years because of this wedding.” Charles just laughed, a hollow sound as they sat down inside Jumbo Juice with their smoothies.

The corner market had many stores run by non-humans, forced onto this street back to the days of legal segregation. Creating a very diverse group of shopkeeper and store owners within. A close knit group that had been through hell and high water. The shop they were in now was owned by a family of elephant’s immigrants from African years and years ago.

“Yeah.” Togo voice was just as empty. The mood had gone sour fast and the two sipped their drinks without looking at one another. “It's costing so much,” Togo began finally looking out the window. “I mean an arm and a leg as it is.” He toyed around with his straw, pinched between two fingers. “Be smart to push it back. Figure out the financial stuff first and just, you know...” Togo just left it at that. With another shrug.

Charles snorted though. Togo's tail twitched in a wag at that. “Yeah. That'd go over great!” He said a bit too loud and took a moment to calm down after. “Hey family. Thanks for flying all the way out here to just, you know, go back because we don't have the money for this wedding.”

Togo was about to jump in but held his tongue as Charles continued.

“Also! I'm just, you know, after years of you guys talking about it and pressuring me and getting on me about having grandkids… you know, I think the only chance for that, for you, just doesn't work for me anymore. Cause if I cancel the wedding that’s it. It’s done. Years of planning, years of my life. Just… gone.” He shook his head and bitterly added. “Great idea Togo. Never thought of that before” And Charles stopped on that, staring out the window. Lost in thought once more. Be it on the subject at hand or just people watching.

Togo ears fell back and his tail curl inward slightly. Charles hadn't ever spoken to him like that before.

“I just...” Charles clenched his hand into a tight fist as if he were about to slam it on the table or hit the window. He took a moment. “We've just been together for over Seven years. Seven.” Charles shook his head. “It's never been bad. Never too great. It was a future though. Not having to worry about being… alone. Have you ever had that?” Charles finally turned back towards the husky. “What's you're longest one? How did you end it?”

Togo couldn't respond to that. The other dogs in the house had joked about it before, that every night he came home it was with a different guy. There had been reasons for that. But at the same time Togo couldn't defend himself on the matter. Husky's had a bad rep for a reason. Togo’s need for companionship was only matched by his libido.

“Exactly.” Charles just said a bit more forcefully than he had meant too. “Things are good, fun right now. Still have our whole future ahead of us.” He muttered a bit at the end clearly not thinking too much about it.

Togo's ear flickered a bit as he thought it over. “True.” The husky just nodded. “Never have to worry about that. Being alone,” he clarified. “I’ve known many a dog that ended up paired and mated for much the same reason.” The husky took a moment as he rested both elbows onto the table. “And? Are you happy?” The husky just asked him back, looking up at him with those bright, knowing eyes.

“Well. Sure.” Charles just said.

Togo smiled a bit at that. He reached over slowly to take one of Charles hands in his. “And, will you be in that future of yours too?”

Charles just gave him a look. “Togo.” The man looked around them to make sure no one was watching.

The husky pressed on though. “Not with me.” The husky waved that thought off with his other hand, still holding Charles. He gave it a strong squeeze. “Maybe with a different husky.” Togo gave him a look though, clearly knowing no other husky could compare to him. Charles smiled at that. “Just in general. Will you be happy with how things are going now? But mostly, will you be in the future?”

“Well I enjoyed this.” Charles lifted up the Jumbo Juice. The logo on it was of a big purple cartoony elephant, presumably based off the store owner.

“Ok.” Togo nodded at that. “So then picture this.” He waved his hand out to the side as if painting a picture. “Would you still be enjoying this as much with, say, Reese.”

Charles laughed at the idea of the big wolf trying to squeeze himself into one of these tiny booths. Which was strange, if an elephant family ran the shop why were these booths so small. Even the chairs would break under their weight. Suppose it was trying to appeal to the majority rather than the small minority of elephants in town.

“No. I can't see that being the best of times.” Charles just rolled his eyes. “I'd be the one having the whole conversation. Reese… doesn't talk much, does he?”

“No he does not.” Togo shook his head. “What about Brigsby?”

“I think that guy would be hitting on Mr. Elephant by now.” Charles did laugh at that. Togo might have a high sex drive but at least the husky had some taste; the golden retriever on the other hand had no standards. So long as it had a penis, the dog would be trying to sniff their butt. Charles knew this from experience.

“True. Mr. E can do better.” Togo winked, wagging his tail lightly just glad the human was enjoying himself once more. “Ok, go with me here now. What if it was… me?”

Charles gave him another look. “Isn't that what this is?”

“I said go with me.” Togo rolled his eyes. “Just think about it. You here in the future, with a Jumbo Wombo Juice.” Togo teased the man at his choice of drinks. He curled his fingers into Charles palm before sliding them in between the man’s and holding tight. “And on the same side of the booth as you or maybe just on the other side, was this dashing handsome funny, good looking sexy husky dog. With a huge pair of… paws.” Togo just grinned lewdly.

“Ok, so it's not you?” Charles teased. That deflated the husky egos quickly and the canine just flipped him off with a laugh.

“Ok. Two years. Would you still be having a great time? A fantastic, magical, wonderful, incredible adventure of a time?” Togo eyes brightened up as he spoke, leaning forward a bit. His tail was wagging again.

“Sure.” Charles just shrugged.

“Five years?” Togo went on. It was a common questioned asked when you were a kid after all. What would you be doing, who would you be in five, ten years from now? Why wouldn’t it apply to this.

“Sure.”

“Ten?” The husky pressed.

“Well.” Charles teased some more. “Not sure his looks will hold up for ten years. And frankly? He doesn't have much else to bring to the relationship.”

Togo tapped the table with a finger, his ears splaying out as Charles ruined his game. “He is paying.”

“Well that is something then.” Charles finally agreed. “Ok, sure. That sounds good to me, if he's paying.”

“You'll find out in ten years.” Togo just grinned back before sitting back down and shaking his head. He crossed a leg, folded his arms as he finally let go of his hand and thought it over. “Then. What about you and Marcy?”

Charles frowned a bit at that. The fun in this was quickly evaporating.

“Do you see yourself here? In this place?” Togo tilted his head to one side as he asked. “Maybe a few rugrats running around, causing a mess.” The husky looked around as if able to see the little devils. “Loud, messy and needy. Be able to afford going out? How often? A weekly thing. A monthly? Maybe just a year?”

Charles just gave him a flat look. “Togo.”

“Ok, ok. Whatever, maybe not that but… would you be happy?” The husky just asked once more, leaning forward. Both his sharp ears swiveled forward, focusing and centering in on the man.

“Well...” Charles said trying not to think too much on it like he did with most things when it came to the future.

“And I do mean happy. Not content. Complacent with where you are in this world. Actually, happy. With where you are in this crazy, messed up, fucked up mad mad world?” Togo was serious. No more joke or play. Just being as real as he could be with his beloved friend.

Charles crossed his own arms, resting back and looked up.

“Sure.” He didn't sound confident. “Probably.” His face grimaced a bit as if he swallowed something sour. “Won't World War 3 happen by then? This be a moot what if scenario then.”

“Well if that happens I'll go all Mad Max wild dog.” Togo chuckled.

“You'd do great.” Charles laughed, looking back down at him with a smile tugging on his face.

“I'd look great too.” Togo nodded along. “I’d of course come and save you from the aftermath. From the mutant zombie werebadgers.” The two shared a small laugh at that. Togo tilted his head up, scratching his chin with dull claws. “Maybe this year for Halloween I'll do that.” Togo tapped his chin thoughtfully. “I'd look damn good.”

“I'm sure you would.” Charles just agreed, happy the conversation had changed. “Wait? Mad Max or a zombie mutant werebadger?”

Togo rolled his eyes. “Hm, yes. For Halloween possibly.” The husky just nodded as if finally finding an answer to a difficult question that had been plaguing him. “Will you be able to come then?”

“When?” Charles only asked back, his mind having gone blank on the whole previous issue. He turned back towards the husky who was watching him intensely as he had before.

“Halloween.” Togo clarified.

“Well, I don't see why not.” Charles replied.

“Well, once you're married you'll have to ask permission.” Togo smirked a bit.

“I won't have too...” Charles voice faltered a bit as he spoke, knowing even now he had too.

“Ball and chain for a reason.” Togo snorted. The husky raised up a hand though to stop Charles from becoming defensive on the matter as he had before. “All that matter to me, in the end bud.” The husky spoke softly with a sad smile on his face. “Is that you are happy.”

Charles had a few choice words to say on the matter but did stop at that. He held his tongue on the matter, looking down unable to meet those knowing eyes. It was hard to argue with that face. A caring, understanding face only a dog could have for one he cared for dearly.

“And? Are you happy?” Togo asked once more, that question that he had been pining an answer for.

Charles wanted to get defensive on the matter. To argue some more. To get mad, to even just walk out but he couldn't do that to Togo after all his friend, his best friend had done for him. “I used to be. And I guess with all this shit going on… no. No, I wasn't. Then you came along and I...” The man faltered, blushing a bit.

One of the husky's ears twitched at that but he showed no other sign of hearing it.

“You're rather insightful today.” Charles teased, giving him a push under the table with his sandal.

“Well,” Togo grinned widely proud of noticing such a thing. “Us canines have a keen sense to these kind of things. We notice things most would just dismiss. Body language,” Togo went on to explain. “It's a very big deal for us. It says far more than words do.” He tapped his nose. “Smell doesn’t hurt either, heh.”

Charles blushed a bit, thinking that over. “What? You reading my mind now?”

“Rather,” Togo chuckled. “You're mind is betraying you. Like when you see something you like your face lights up! Or, to make it simpler, when we watched Ten Nights at Franky's the other day you were about to wet yourself!” The husky chuckled, talking about the b-rated movie they had watched a few nights previous.

“W-well it wasn't like you weren't about to jump out of your fur!” Charles just glared back with a smile.

“I deny nothing.” Togo just grinned. He had acted like the brave husky he was, putting on airs for the man who clung to him underneath the covers. Togo hated scary movies. He wouldn't have missed a chance for a good cuddle though. Togo was a superstitious fellow. Not that he believed in the paranormal he just was taught never to deal with such matters and that it was best to be left alone.

The two shared a laugh.

“Not really sure what I'd have done without you.” Charles cleared his throat a bit, not one to get too emotional over such issues. Togo just nodded, swelling with pride. As he had said before, Togo didn't need Charles to say such things. He could see it written on his face, smell it on his scent and knew it just from the sound of his heart beating when he held the man in his arms. Yet, it still made his chest swell up just hearing him finally admit it. Even if it had been only about a scary movie.

Charles couldn't notice such things. He couldn't hide it. Every time the man saw the husky, Charles face would light up and his whole body would stand slightly taller, his eyes would be bright and his heart would beat just a bit quicker. His very scent alone would make the husky want to jump him. An inviting, welcoming thing that Togo knew he couldn’t possibly say no too if the canine had.

Even now, sitting on the other side of the table, Togo knew just how at ease and happy the man was finally. Whenever they were together. And it made Togo beam with joy; that he, a husky, could make him, a human, so happy. Maybe it was some ancient part of his biology that wanted him to make his human happy but he could care less. So long as he was, with him.

“And no one else could.” Togo muttered aloud, letting that soak in. How important he was to him. It gave Togo value in his own self-worth and that his life had some sort of meaning too it. Togo couldn't say any of these things but if Charles was a dog, he too could see how much the husky felt for him.

“Huh?” Charles asked.

“Where the hell is our order of fries!” Togo said loudly, getting flustered at being caught in such a state. The husky even stood up and waved the waitress down; they were the only ones in the place after all.

The two laughed and joke for the next hour as such things were put behind them and swept under the rug, not forgotten but out of sight.

“Can’t believe it’s been so long.” Charles grunted as he pushed the heavy weight up and off his chest with both arms, then slowly brought it back down. The bench press was in the corner of the gym, out of the way. Charles made sure not to focus on the mirrors lining the walls, always hating them.

“Well, if we want to get you into that tux. You’re gonna need to lose a few hundred pounds.” Togo teased, looking down at the man. The two had gone to the gym after eating out. Something the two had always talked about but never done.

Togo had a year membership and could bring someone with him for a reduced price on their account. A trail run. Usually Togo came with one of the other dogs. It had been a bit of a dream to get Charles to come along with him and though the husky had asked, the man had always thought he was jesting. Togo did joke a lot and sometimes it was hard to tell when he was serious verse not.

“This is almost as bad,” Charles grunted doing another rep. “As shoe shopping.”

“Watch it.” Togo growled down. His lifted ears and wagging tail gave him away that he wasn’t angry. “We promised never. Never! To speak about that again.” The husky did laugh at the end though unable to keep that face. He had his fingers underneath the bar, not helping, just there to spot the man as he pushed up again.

“Right.” Charles was tired, his arms ached and he was sweating again. The fact the husky was staring down, watching him so intently made him flustered, nervous that he was somehow doing this wrong. The fact he could feel Togo’s toned, muscular thighs rubbing against the side of his face made his face red. And the tight shorts Togo wore bothered him in all the right ways.

The husky never really thought about it. He came with other dogs or worked out alone more than not. Togo loved the way he looked. He was proud of it. Yet, he wasn’t one to watch himself work out or be vane about himself. An such Togo never realized just how prominent his bulge was in his work out cloths.

Charles wasn’t helping either. Togo had a rather fond affection for the man by now and even being near him, smelling his musky scent was getting to the dog.

“And, we’re done!” Charles finally conceded putting the bar back up on the handles and moving aside. “We should wrap up.” Charles mumbled a bit, looking away from the husky. Togo still didn’t get it until Charles plainly told him to keep it in his pants.

“It’s normally not that bad! Honest!” Togo said in his defense as they moved back into the locker room. Charles was wiping the sweat off his brow with a towel. It stunk of the husky and as Charles dared to sniff it, it made him wonder just where the husky was using this towel.

“Don’t take them off!” Charles covered his eyes as Togo stripped in front of him.

The husky just stood there for a second. “For fuck sake, I dragged my balls over your face before. Man up.” And the two stopped to look at the tiger that walked by, having over heard the husky and stopped to look at the two. The jungle cat quickly moved to the other side of the locker room.

“Still,” Charles waved at the husky’s bare, naked, open groin for all in the locker room to see.

Togo looked down to see what the big deal was. “Look,” the husky said moving closer. “It’s different with, well, anyone with this.” And he grabbed hold of his sheath with his whole hand and gave it a shake. His balls bounced pleasantly to the eye. “Humans are the weird ones! Hanging all out, for the world to see. At least my little Mr. has a sleepy bag to be in while he’s not out to play.”

Charles laughed at that, still flushed in the face and shook his head. While the two hung out constantly they still kept their PDA to a bare minimum for Charles sake. Togo would’ve been just fine with knotting him here and now and could care less who saw them.

“Excuses, excuses.” Charles rolled his eyes.

“It’s not going to bite.” Togo snorted.

“Now that’d be a trick!” Charles agreed with a laugh. Togo chuckled along with that.

“Here,” Togo said softly reaching out to take his hand and reach over to feel him. To touch the husky’s sheath and drag his finger down. Togo sucked in his gut as he did so, taking a slow breath between his teeth. “Perfectly. Normal.” Togo had to take two breaths to finish the sentence.

“I know that.” Charles withdrew his hand still blushing. “It’s just, you know.”

“It’s a locker room.” Togo rolled his eyes, taking a seat next to him. “Most guys don’t have as many issues as you.”

“Well I’m still new to this.” Charles said defensively.

“Not that.” Togo rolled his eyes. “Only guys who are worried about THAT, more times than not, already are. Normal guys.” He said with a bit of a laugh at the idea. “Don’t give two shits about another dudes ding dong.”

“Well with a ding dong like that, they should be.” Charles nudged Togo and the dog brightened up at the praise, giggling a bit and pushing him back.

It wasn’t only a simple push. Togo moved closer, bumping his nose against the man’s cheek and taking a soft breath of him. A simple, intimate thing here in the open between the two males. Togo nuzzled him in the next second, placing a large hand on his thigh and rubbing it up just enough to make Charles sit a little taller.

“I’m glad you agreed to come finally.” Togo just said honestly. “Been wanting to do this with you for a while.”

“This? Or the gym?” Charles just said. He had grabbed hold of Togo’s hand but couldn’t bring himself to pull it away. It felt nice, warm and leathery. Those fingers were strong and having the larger male against him like this made him light headed, feeling high in the moment as it washed over him.

“Why does it have to be one or the other?” Togo just said pulling back to look him in the eye. “Come on.” He finally said, grabbing hold of his hand and moving towards the showers. Charles couldn’t say no to him then, now or ever as he was pulled along.

Togo was someone to go big or go home. He never did anything in small amounts. And in this moment was just another clear example.

The husky stripped him down quickly, kicking them to the side with his own. Rubbing his hands up the man’s thighs, back around to grab hold of his ass tightly and hump himself against him as their lips clumsily met. Togo begged for the moment he could just freely do this with him. Tasting him like this.

It didn’t stop there as the husky nuzzled the side of his face against his humans, pushing his whole body up against him and murring deeply. The very sound rumbled in his chest and vibrated against Charles face as he rested it against him. Togo dull nails dragged down his back as he placed a foot on top of the man’s.

“It’s been too long.” Togo breathed heavily, moving down to sniff and lick at the man’s shoulder.

“It’s only been like a week.” Charles flushed a bit, rubbing over Togo’s large chest, gripping his fur tightly and letting out his own breath.

“As I said.” Togo pet the side of his face with a thumb. “Been too long.” And he kissed the man again, turning the shower on behind him and letting it warm up for the two.

Togo didn’t let the man move under the spray as the canine nosed at his chest, nipping and licking over it. Then underneath an arm, sniffing at his sweaty pit and licking up over it. Togo swallowed heavily, panting now as he looked back at him.

“Tell me your staying the night tonight.” Togo swallowed once more, licking his lips. Tasting him like this always got him in the mood.

“I don’t.” Charles began, wanting to say no. Togo just gave him that look with those bright, large eyes and the man folded quickly. “Of course.”

“Good.” Togo just kissed his chest, closing his eyes as he breathed slow and heavily of the man, devouring his scent with his sensitive nose.

Togo guided his hand once more back to the husky’s groin. Letting his fingers explore and probe his swelling sheath.

“You were curious.” Togo grinned toothily, growling a bit as he stood back up. “Why don’t you just,” and he rested back, lifting up his leg a bit. “Go for it? Don’t worry,” he added petting his face once more. “You have my permission.”

Charles eyed the close curtain before taking a half step closer, placing a hand on the husky’s chest once more.

“Go ahead.” Togo murred deeply, licking his lips as he lifted up one arm. “Know my scent.”

Charles didn’t need to move much closer as Togo was the one to move in, hugging the man’s head with his arm and hugging it against his sweaty pit. The husky only growled deeply, feeling the man against him like this. It had always been a thing for him to do this with his mate after working out.

Charles was flushed as he breathed in Togo’s powerful musk. The husky never used deodorant, used scentless soaps or shampoos and already had a rich, earthy smell. Togo’s fur wasn’t as waxy as a wild dog. He took great care of it and was another thing he was proud of, glad he could share it with his human.

“Just like that.” Togo encourage, nipping at his ear. “Take me all in.” He smirked as he ran a hand down his back. “I know there are other places you want to know me.” The husky swallowed loudly as Charles moved down his front.

The man never did hesitate after Togo got him going. The husky clenched his teeth as he felt those lips kissing his sheath opening. Feel the man’s tongue slurping deep inside him and tugging his swelling shaft out. It spilled forth quickly, surging into Charles mouth.

Togo pre’d like crazy and Charles was already drinking him down as he rocked his hips forward into that warm embrace. Charles could feel the veins with his tongue, feel Togo’s thundering heart beat and taste, smell only the husky as Togo openly gave himself to the man.

The shower was just there to drown out the sound of them as Charles pulled off the husky to nuzzle down at the crook of his leg, to fondle his sack and let the husky drag his fat balls once more over his face. Togo loved it. Loved watching the man drool over his body like this.

Loved Charles knowing him like this as the man licked over his sack, down against his taint and then back up again. Togo would watch him, pet over his face and whisper more encouragements to the man that rubbed his throbbing cock against his face. Watching him kiss and lick at it, tasting and swallowing his pre before moving back up to get a rewarding kiss.

“Fuck babe,” Togo growled tasting himself on the man’s lips. Times like this made the husky wonder just how the man could stand being a single day away from him. Togo stroked the side of his face once more, just looking into those eyes. “You don’t go half way do you?”

Charles chuckled a bit at that, about to say something when Togo just stuck his tongue down his throat. The husky wrapped his arms underneath his and gripped his back, pulling him deeply into the kiss.

Which was soon torn apart as Togo began humping against his front.

“Damnit Togo! Keep it in your pants.” Charles laughed, resting against him as the husky drippled against his stomach.

“Not wearing pants dude.” Togo pointed out as he nuzzled down at his human, nipping at his ear once more. “Could be wearing something though.” The husky only teased, rubbing a hand down over Charles thigh once more.

“Oh you and your sweet honeyed words.” Charles just laughed. The sound made Togo’s tail wag, his ears jump up and his stomach to dance with butterflies. The husky was confident in himself, yet felt nervous, anxious around the man. Wishing to please him so.

“Shut up and turn around.” Togo just growled playfully, pressing up against him once more before backing off. Just enough for Charles to obey and rest his back against the husky’s front.

Togo slowly snaked his arms back around the man, up to tease the fur on the man’s chest and make him squirm, playing with a nipple or two. Enough to relax him, get him ready for what was to come. Togo knew his limit well over these past weeks together. Togo had more to give, much more but knew he needed to tie them before he could really get into it.

And Charles was the perfect man for this. So willing, aching for his touch. Needing the feel of the husky deep inside of him like this. Even without words the husky could tell. It excited him, burned brightly inside of the canine. Making him hot and bothered in all the right ways.

Togo pet and stroked down the man’s stomach, over his engorged shaft; teasing the tip and making him squirm in his arms. Just getting the husky worked up more. Togo loved having such an effect on the man. Seeing him like this was almost too much…

The husky slid himself up between Charles rear, pushing against him with a lusty growl. Spreading Charles cheeks more he moved back to crouch down to nose at the man’s tail hole. Togo didn’t warn or wait as he slurped up it, opening his jaws wide enough to bite the man’s ass as he ran the back of his finger between his legs.

Charles jumped at that, pushed against the wall the next second when he tried to stop the husky. Or at least that’s how Togo saw it. He knew how much Charles loved the rough play and it wasn’t like he shoved him that hard.

Probing and tasting him made the husky groan. Togo was getting himself worked up too much, too quickly and his dripping bone ached for attention. One big issue being a horny husky, it was hard to do much foreplay in advance. Not like he needed it. But damned if he didn’t enjoy teasing the man.

Togo stood back up, pushing against Charles back and resting his weight against the man. Pinning him against the wall as he angled and worked just the tip along his tail hole. Preing and opening him up to what was coming.

The husky held back his moan as he slipped his tapered tip into the man. He could feel Charles tensing, resisting at first until accepting and begging for him to continue. Togo loved hearing that. His human begging to be mounted and tied to him. The very thought made his bone jumped, squirting another palm full of pre to lube the man’s tight hole.

“Don’t knot.” Charles was panting as he looked back at him. “We are still in public.”

Togo growled back but didn’t object. With how he was feeling? His knot was already well swollen to the size of a tennis ball. No matter how loud the shower was, everyone else in the locker room would be able to hear if he forced that into him. Togo wanted, ached to tie the man. It was such a sensual, intimate experience feeling him in such a way. Having the man bound to him was an experience no one but a canine could fully understand and appreciate that.

Togo obeyed though like the good dog he was. His knot pressed up against Charles rear as he humped into him with slow, powerful strokes. Making Charles know just how ready he was to tie the man. How close he had been to knotting him. Forcing them together as they’ve been so many times before.

The husky stroked Charles with one hand, up to the head and back down again with those strong, able fingers. Using the slightly rough paw pad to elicit a moan from his human with another strong stroke.

Charles had his feet up on the wall as Togo rested back, holding Charles up as he fucked his mate. The husky bit down hard on Charles shoulder adding another row or bite marks to the others, growling deeply as he tightened his hold of him. The husky licked at the bare skin between his jaws and bumped the side of his head against the man as humped once more up roughly into him.

Togo could tie, couldn’t knot the man and so when he came it ran out of the man as a gushing flow of husky love filled him the point he couldn’t hold no more. Togo kept humping up into him as that sticky hot fluid ran down, glistening his exposed length and knot, to be washed away with the water.

The sensation of being filled by the husky was exhilarating. Charles just closed his eyes, letting it all flow into him as he tightened around the husky fat length. Squeezing every drop out of Togo as he shot his own load against the wall in front of them.

Without the knot the two were able to pull free of one another after letting it all soak in, just savoring the release for a good five minutes before moving. Togo licked up Charles front as he washed the man underneath the shower finally.

They didn’t use the cheap soap the gym provided in the locker room. Just letting the water wash away their release before cleaning up and heading out hand in hand without a care in the world to who saw.

“So I just need to fuck you every time we go out.” Togo reasoned as they drove home. “That way you don’t mind holding my hand.” He teased, reaching over to grab hold of Charles hand once more.

“I was more concerned with leaking husky chowder than anything else.” Charles just mumbled, looking away with a deep blush on his face. “I’m going to need to change again once I get home.”

One of Togo’s ear twitched at that. The husky knew he was talking about his home, not the canines. That bugged him. It bothered him. And Togo had half a mind just to keep driving. To fuck everything else and just go Thelma and Louise.

“I’ll be back later then, to pick you up.” Togo said outside the truck, in front of Charles’ house. The husky was holding both his hands with his own, looking down at him with those brilliant bright eyes and smiling softly. “Ok?” He asked softly.

“Works for me.” Charles only shrugged, as usual not thinking much about it. “Need to shower, again, anyway. I sort of stink of husky.” He laughed softly.

“I like the smell.” Togo just wagged his tail, still watching the man.

“You would.” Charles nudged him with a shoulder. “Ok.” He added, as the husky wouldn’t let go of his hands.

“Ok.” Togo agreed, still not letting go.

“Ok.” Charles nodded, still waiting. “You kind of have to let go then.”

“Do I?” Togo asked with a quizzical expression, lifting one eyebrow up and turning his head slightly. Charles laughed at that and finally the husky let go, only to give him a strong hug.

“I’ll see you in like a couple hours, shit dude.” Charles only laughed. “You needy fuck.”

“Yup.” Togo agreed finally letting go, and then holding onto his shoulders.

Charles only rolled his eyes. “Text me.” He said, turning to go finally.

“Wait.” Togo finished, moving just close enough to lick the side of his face with the tip of his broad, vermillion red tongue. “I’ll see you soon.”

“More like kidnap me soon. Now get!” Charles said with a small flush and gave the husky a push. “Get yourself all purty for me.” The man laughed, waving over head as he walked up to the house.

“I have the dress picked out already!” Togo laughed back, watching him go as he waved him off. The husky waited for the door to shut before he finally got into his truck and headed out. He spied someone on the second floor and only gave a smirk as he drove off. “Bitch please, you got nothing on me.” The husky howled out the window as he sped up and drove home.