ROBIN

dennis nodded with big eyes. "yes, please," he answered quietly. projecting his voice when he felt like this was hard.

robby offered a small smile, reaching out his hand for dennis to hold on their way to the bathroom. they didn't like a leash, it felt too stern for their intentions, but dennis liked being led, and robby liked leading him even more.

when they got to the bathroom, dennis's urge increased tenfold, just knowing how close to relief he was. robby let go of dennis's hand and held his own hand up, palm facing dennis, telling him to stay.

the doors to the vanity creaked as they were opened. dennis couldn't see what robby was grabbing, but there was a crinkling sound. he had to shift on his feet, feeling jittery with need.

then, dennis watched as robby unfolded some type of fabric. he recognized it as something they used in the hospital.

“is-is that an underpad?” dennis questioned.

robby curled his fingers telling dennis to come. as dennis shuffled over with clenched thighs, robby explained, “no. it’s a puppy pad for my puppy.” he directed dennis to stand right in front of the absorbent sheet, and then pressed the front of his body to dennis’s back.

“daddy, just let me use the toilet,” dennis begged while robby slipped his dick out of his boxers for him. he tensed his stomach to keep holding.

robby aimed dennis towards the puppy pad and whispered into his ear, “don’t be silly puppy, you go where dogs go.”

dennis sucked in a breath, his full body was blushing. he looked down at robby’s hand on him, not quite sure he could do it. it was just too much, too embarrassing, too revealing, too animalistic. dennis whined when he started feeling his muscles loosen despite his wishes. standing in the bathroom was just too strong of an association. he dribbled a little and said, “i-its happening.”

robby kissed the back of dennis’s neck, just above the collar, and a shiver wracked through dennis’s body. whether it was because of the kiss or the red hot relief, dennis wasn’t sure. his stream went full force as soon as he shivered. he moaned a little in sheer disbelief and pleasure.

robby kept breathing into dennis’s neck, “good puppy, good puppy. doing what i asked.” the white was stained a pale yellow, dennis was convinced it would get too soaked and start leaking, but it didn’t. dennis took a deep breath when it was over. robby pressed one last kiss onto dennis’s shame warmed skin, “good puppy.” he shook dennis’s tip a little and tucked him back into his underwear. robby patted dennis’s ass and gently pushed him back towards the door. “go play, pup.”

dennis walked away, trying to wrap his head around what happened.