Before long Jake was balls deep in Marcus both coming and gifting Marcus his own red rocket to join the group. The rest of the day went by grindingly slow. There were no more classes, Marcus and Jake had to leave each other sooner rather than later. Soon Jake found himself back in his car.
Jake drove down the street. At each traffic light he had to stop he thought back at his… normal…. day, it had been normal right. He couldn't get comfortable. His rocket throbbing in his pants, as hard as always. He started driving again.
He stopped at yet another traffic light and stuck his nose out of the window. He smelled something intoxicating, the pretty college aged girl walking her German Shepherd again. He WAS really cute. He rolled down the window to closer to her dog and get her number.
But her dog sniffed the air and looked straight at Jake. Jake couldn't take his eyes off of the dog's hindquarters.
The Shepherd bounded towards Jake, wagging its tail, Jake instinctively reached out to pet the dog. The woman chuckled softly. "He loves meeting new people," she said in a melodic voice with a subtle German accent.
Jake introduced himself, and they exchanged pleasant conversation while throwing the ball for the exuberant dog. Her name was Anna, and the Shepherd's name was Max. Max however seemed not to be very interested in the ball but put all his attention into Jake, smelling his crotch. Jake and Anne spoke about their shared love for animals and their favorite books but Jake his mind kept going back to his penis and that of Max. He had to keep Civil in front of Anne, she was not Marcus and would not understand his interests not his unique physiology.
As the sun began its descent, casting a golden hue over the town, Anna mentioned she had to head home. Jake didn't want to lose his access to Max, he gathered the courage to ask if he could see her again.
A spark of delight twinkled in Anna's eyes. "I'd like that," she said, flashing a bright smile. They exchanged numbers, and as they parted ways, Jake's heart felt buoyant with the prospect of meeting Max again.
In the following night Jake sat in his dimly lit room, wrestling with the persistent urge that gnawed at his conscience. The clock struck midnight, casting elongated shadows across the room. He knew he should resist the impulse, but the allure of his desire was overwhelming.
Without hesitating further, Jake quietly slipped out into the cool night. His steps were purposeful yet filled with apprehension as he made his way through the deserted streets towards his destination an abandoned park on the edge of town where he knew sometimes strays gathered.
The park, long forgotten and reclaimed by nature, stood eerily silent under the moon's faint glow. His flashlight's beam cut through the darkness, illuminating shattered carnival games and overgrown pathways. Despite the desolation, Jake felt a strange sense of comfort amidst the eerie stillness.
As he ventured deeper into the heart of the park, a whisper of laughter seemed to echo from somewhere unseen, sending shivers down his spine. Dismissing it as his imagination, he pressed on, drawn by an irresistible need.
Suddenly, a rustling sound pierced the silence, and Jake froze in his tracks. He turned sharply, casting his flashlight in the direction of the noise. Shadows danced wildly, revealing nothing but the overgrown foliage.
Just as he contemplated leaving, a figure materialized from the darkness, standing amidst the trees. It was a Chihuahua! With his chest puffed out and ears erect, he surveyed his surroundings with an air of regal confidence. Despite his diminutive size, the Chihuahua seemed to carry a rather large stick.
It took Jake only a moment to get on his knees wagging his butt at the small dog. The Chihuahua took the hint and started humping, desperately and clumsily. At some point Jake even had to guide the clueless dog to his destination. He stiffened as the dog finally made it home. The fur brushed at the back of his backside until both finally came. So they lay there for a long time until the Chihuahua’s knot loosened.
In a moment of clarity, Jake tore his gaze away and sprinted towards the park's exit, he could not been seen here at this hour like he was!
As he reached the safety of his room, Jake collapsed onto his couch, shaken by the night's events. His secret urge had led him to an encounter an inexplicable experience that would remain etched in his memory. He looked down his chest past his rows of nipples at his still erect rocket. He really needed to visit the old park more often.