this one is my puppy kink indulgence... it's my gay yiff and i get to write puppy stuff to along with it ok

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“Oh, so, puppy, I got a few gifts for you.”
Kix looks up from the pile of packages he brought up from the mailroom and smiles at me. I put my phone down. “Really?”
“They were an, uh… let’s say I was missing you when you were at work, and I was a little…” He laughs. “You’re gonna like them. Trust me.”
“Thank you! Thank you thank you thank you!”
He brings a few small packages over to the couch and places them in front of me. I rip the tape open on one with my keys.
I pull out a collar. It’s a spiked dog collar like the ones I normally wear, but given the way Kix is standing over me and basically snickering, I have a feeling I know what the rest of these boxes are going to entail. I giggle. “Is this…”
“A collar.” He nods. “There’s more in the box, puppy.”
I flap my paws. “Ahahaha! Really!? This is for me?”
“Hey, keep going.”
I start digging through the box and find what he’s looking for. Clothes. There’s a sweater — a lovely lavender thing that’s designed to look like it’s dripping. I hold it up and almost laugh at how short it’s cropped. It’s amazing. Beneath that is a short skirt, and beneath that is a fishnet top. “Oh my god. Really? Ahhh! Ahhhh!!! For me?”
“Okay, don’t get too excited yet. There’s more, there’s more.”
He sits down on the couch next to me and I nuzzle up next to him. I can’t even think about the fact that there’s more because I am so happy right now.
I’m not exactly what you would call feminine. I’m very happy with my body, of course, but I’m not the softest in the world. I’m 5 foot 11 and 200 pounds. I’m taller than Kix, even when you factor in his horns. And, of course, there’s my dick. I am, to put it delicately, very well endowed. Normal boxer briefs are already hard for me to wear without it looking like I’m packing a hard-on at Christmas dinner.
It doesn’t matter. I’ve always wanted to wear clothes like these. Always always always. I flap my paws in excitement.
“Take out the last thing, puppy.”
A pair of panties. A beautiful pair of panties.
“Can I try these on?”
“Please!”
I practically run into the ensuite bathroom with all of my items in hand. Everything fits remarkably well considering this clothing is not meant for someone my size. I look really fucking cute. Then I go to slip on the panties and I run into a problem.
“I don’t really fit in this,” I call through the door.
Kix speaks from the other side. “Oh, I thought I got the right size. Does it not go around your waist or—”
“No, um…” I am blushing so hard right now. I cannot believe that this is something I get to say to my boyfriend, as weird and dumb and horny as it is. I love everything. I stutter my way through it. “No, the skirt fits. My um… dick… is too big for—”
He giggles on the other side of the bathroom door. “Aw, doggy. Your dick’s too big?” He clearly relishes getting to say that as much as I do. It feels so good. My dick is too big for the panties!!! Ahahahaha! What a great fucking world! “It just doesn’t fit?”
“I’m… hard—”
“Aw, puppy,” he interjects under his breath.
“And it just… doesn’t fit in.”
“Here, puppy, I’m going to come in, okay?”
“Yeah.”
And I get a look at myself in the mirror as Kix walks in, this hunkering dog lifting up his skirt with his paws and trying to stuff his dick into his panties, and it’s just not working, and Kix has such an overjoyed look on his face. My dick is big. He leans against the door and grins at me.
“Wow,” he says. “Wow.”
“I’m sorry, I…”
“What are you sorry about, puppy? Are you sorry your dick is too big?”
“I…”
“My puppy’s got a big dick, huh?” He steps forward and scratches my chin. “Aww, my little puppy has a big dick, huh?”
My face is burning. Kix has complete power over me right now, and he knows that. Oh my god, it’s humiliating. He bought me the panties intentionally because he knew they wouldn’t fit, but he knew I would be too humble to say anything about it, and now he’s taunting me using that. He’s scratching my chin. He’s smiling in my face. He moves forward to push me into the bathroom counter.
“Hey, look me in the eyes, pup.” I don’t even realize that I’m staring at the ground until he says it, so I look directly into his eyes. I try to glare at him seriously to maintain any sort of control but he just snickers. “You’re a good puppy, aren’t you?”
I’ve been standing here holding up my skirt for the better part of a minute now. I let it fall, but that only creates this obvious bulge. Then, of course, my dick springs out of it and holds the skirt up. I yelp.
“Awww, puppy, is that your big dick? Hmmm? My little puppy’s big dick? Ruff ruff ruff. Good boy. Good booooy. Goooood boooooy.” I put my paws up in front of my face involuntarily. I am so red right now. “Aww, little puppy, there’s no need to be embarrassed. There’s no need to be embarrassed at all, little doggy. Not when you have a dick like this, huh, little puppy?”
Kix pushes through my paws and puts his muzzle right up in my face. I am trembling a little. My tail is wagging like fucking crazy. He goes in to kiss me. I stick my muzzle up to receive it.
And then he pulls away.
Kix leaves me pushed up against the counter, a trembling, whimpering, shaking little mess. Precum is dripping down my dick. My fur is thin and white so you can see blush all over my paws, all over my tummy, all over everything. And I realize I haven’t spoken since he came in the room. I open my mouth to do so but I’m not even sure anything can come out. All I want to do is whimper.
“Yeah, puppy,” Kix says. “That’s what I thought.”
I bark. My dick pulses with pleasure.
“Come with me, little doggy.” Kix opens the door to the bathroom and steps outside. When he sees I’m not following him, he grabs my paw. “Good boy. Come here. I’ll take care of you, puppy.”
He places me on the bed, then lies me down. It’s all so warm. It’s all so nice. I feel like a cozy little puppy. I am a cozy little puppy.
“Do you want belly rubs?” he asks. I start thumping my tail against the bed. “That’s what I thought. Good boy. Good boy.”
Kix rubs my belly softly. He has to move around my dick which is lying on my belly, positioning his hoof underneath it very deliberately. Each subtle touch of my dick makes me more and more excited. He starts rubbing my belly faster and faster. My breath quickens and my tail wags like crazy.
I am losing control. I am losing control.
“You are a good boy.”
I am a good boy.
“You are a good dog.”
I am a good dog.
“You are my good little puppy.”
I am his good little puppy.
I am a good dog.
I am a good dog.
I am a good dog.
I let out a howl.
And Kix grips my dick.
“Do you want me to jerk you off, puppy?”
I nod.
“I’m sorry, what was that?”
I nod again. My whole body wants it.
“I’m sorry, you’re going to have to use your words, puppy. Do you want me to jerk you off?”
I try to speak but the words don’t come out. I whimper instead. Please. Please please please.
“I guess you don’t want me to jerk you off, then.”
I bark at him. It’s fucking loud.
He snickers. “Oh, oh, ooohhh. You do want me to. Okay. You should have just said that puppy.”
He uses two hooves. He holds the bottom still, squeezing the base of my dick nice and tight, and he moves the top hoof around in an almost circular motion. I lift my tummy off of the bed with how good it feels. I am a lot closer than I thought I was — I can feel the base of my dick throbbing in his hoof.
Kix keeps jerking me off. With his free hoof, he feels my soft inner thighs. He pulls my panties down and pushes my skirt away, giving him free access to everything. He moves in and gives me a soft kiss on my balls. He kisses my inner thighs. He pets my tummy again.
I stick my thighs up in the air when I think I’m ready and begin panting with my tongue all the way out. Kix just keeps calling me “puppy.” He repeats it over and over and over again. “Puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy puppy. Who’s a good puppy? Who’s a good little puppy? Who’s being such a good dog right now? Who’s a good boy? Who’s a good boy? Who’s a good boy?”
My dick begins pulsing harder and harder. “Are you gonna cum?” he says. “Are you gonna cum? Is my good little doggy going to cum for me? Are you going to cum for me, little puppy? Are you going to cum?”
And when I do, I feel it in my entire body. I practically have to kick him away from me as soon as the orgasm starts because it’s such an intense feeling, and if anything touched me in the slightest it would be overload. I cum all over myself. I feel wetness on my face, I feel it on my chest, I feel it pooling on my tummy.
All I can do is breathe out. Catch my breath. Feel the warmth of the pillows. Feel the smile soften on my face.
I immediately begin the pull of sleep. I dreamily look at my wonderful boyfriend standing above me, and when I close my eyes, I don’t open them again.
“Good dog,” I hear Kix whisper. He wipes me off with a paper towel and gets me situated under the blankets, before cuddling up next to me. The last thing I hear before I go to sleep is his voice. “I love you, doggy.”