A new and shiny toy - Chapter 16 - Good puppies are allowed outside
Author: NYWCgirl
Fandom: White Collar
Pairing: Neal/Peter/Elizabeth
Characters: Neal, Peter, Elizabeth, OMC
Warning/genre: AU, BDSM, consensual kink, gags, restraints, breath play, spanking, pain play, cock cages, (non) consensual drug use, humiliation, sensory deprivation, flogging, anal sex, blow jobs, prostate milking, sex toys, objectification, shibari, kidnapping, pet play, catheters, enemas, gaslighting, physical and mental abuse, (mental) hurt/comfort
Spoilers: none
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: ~2710
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine….
Summary: Neal starts to believe Peter really wants him trained.
Chapter can also be found on AO3
Neal wakes up on his dog bed and he can see that Chris is already up. He crawls towards Chris who is sitting at the breakfast table. Neal scratches his leg and whines.
‘You need to go, boy?’
Neal whines more.
‘OK boy, Chris takes a hospital bottle and puts it between Neal´s legs and unclamps the tube. Neal´s bladder empties and Chris clamps it again and empties the jug before washing his hands. Neal crawls to his breakfast. Under the bottle with the teat is his bowl with the gelatinous goo. Neal quickly eats it, and then drinks his fill from the bottle.
He then goes back to Chris who moved to the living room. Neal passes the dining room table and his heart skips a beat when he sees what is hanging from the chair. Peter´s coat. He just stairs at it, unmoving. Chris has been telling the truth. Peter was here.
‘What is it pup? Oh, that. Peter must have forgotten it when he was here earlier. He wanted an update and he checked u on you, but you were still asleep. I told him you had a bit of a challenging day yesterday.’
Neal swallows thickly. He can still not wrap his mind around the fact that Peter would do this to him.
‘That reminds me, I would let you hear the telephone call Peter made to me. Wait, I will get my phone.’
Chris gets up and Neal can feel the tears prick in his eyes. When he comes back he opens a mp3 file and Neal can hear Peter telling Chris he wants a well behaved pet. Neal can´t believe his ears. Peter really wants him trained. That also explains why he never said anything about Chris. He still have contact.
‘Oh pup, don´t be so sad. This is a good thing. You know that this is what your master wants. He will be so proud of you.’
Neal feels so conflicted about the whole thing. He doesn´t know what to believe anymore. Maybe he should just do what Peter wants of him. He has expanded his boundaries before, so why not now? Neal knows why, because this is not what he wants. But maybe if he lets Chris train him to what Peter wants, he can explain it to Peter. Make him understand that this is not what he wants.
‘You know what, I will take you outside, what do you think about that?’
Neal wags his tail, outside is always good. Chris clips a leash on his harness and opens the door. Neal crawls outside and another wave of disappointment engulfs him. As far as he can see there is nothing and the garden is fenced off.
‘You are allowed outside, if you however come too close to the fence, it will give you a shock that will knock you out and will trigger an alarm.’
‘So, do you need to go now?’
Neal barks and Chris pets him.
‘Good boy, I need to take care of some things, but if you want you can stay outside.’
Neal starts to explore the garden to see if there is some weakness in the fence, but like everything, Chris took great care in being meticulous. There is no way Neal is going to get out of the garden without help.
He crawls back indoors, because it is hot outside in the rubber suit and lays down on his dog bed.
* * *
‘We will begin you punishment now, pup, you didn´t think I forgot, did you?’
Neal dreads the punishment, but at the same moment, he knows he can do this, because he can be a good pet for Peter. If Peter wants this, he can do it, he has proven it before.
Chris lifts him up a table, probably so he doesn´t need to bend. His harness fastened to a hook. His head is pulled back and fastened to that same hook and Neal can tell the position will be agony on his back in no time.
‘I don´t want any sound out of you, so I will fill up everything.’
There isn’t much Neal can do against the gag that Chris forces into his mouth. A few squeezes and the gag inflates, completely sealing Neal´s mouth. Chris then takes a rubber plug and pushes it in the left tube in Neal´s nose, effectively closing Neal´s airway through that nostril.
Neal stays still not wanting to give Chris a reason for more punishment. He takes steady breaths through the remaining tube. He can feel Chris working on the catheter and suddenly he can feel his bladder empty. He sighs in relief until he feels something entering his bladder. Chris is injecting something into his bladder.
‘I just injected 10 ounces solution into your bladder and clamped it off. Next I am going to give you an enema as well, I want that belly of yours full.’
Neal wants to shake his head, but it is tied off and all he can do is endure. He can feel Chris pull out the tail and a hose is fed in his rear. Next ice cold water fills him and the cramps start almost immediately. He moans behind the gag and wriggles. But it only results that Chris takes the plug out of his nose hose and feeds another enema bag through the tube, because he can feel the pressure in his sinus building, before water slowly enters his mouth and all Neal can do is swallow if he doesn´t want to drown.
‘I didn´t want to do that Neal, but you made a noise and I was very clear that I didn´t want to hear you. So you did this to yourself.’
Neal keeps swallowing while cramps hit his insides. Chris seems to take pity in him, because he massages his belly. He also slows down the water ingress through his nose, it is now just barely dripping but he needs to keep swallowing. He closes his eyes. He can take this punishment, he is a good pup. He has taken worse. Or did he? It is hard to concentrate when your brain keeps telling you that he is going to drown.
His stomach extends because he can feel it push against his rubber suit. He doesn´t know how much more water he can take, but he doesn´t want to make a sound because he doesn´t want Chris opening the line in his nose more.
‘You are taking this punishment as a good pup. Good Boy. I will stop all the ingress now, and plug you.’
Neal can feel Chris plug his tail back in place and the tube in his nose is pulled out and closed off again.
‘You look gorgeous pup. Maybe I should suggest to Peter to make you into a potbelly pig, then we could distend your belly permanently.’
Neal’s brain races frantically, god please no, he can´t endure this. He…
‘Breathe pup, Peter wants you as a lean puppy, so no worries. Do you want to lay down, because you will have to hold it some more.’
Neal waves his tail and Chris releases his head and the harness and Neal gratefully curls upon himself.
Chris starts massaging him again and Neal rolls on his back to give him better access. His punishment is far from over, because he can feel his bladder slowly filling up a bit more before it is clamped off once again. The cramping in his bowls and stomach are getting to a level where tears start to form.
‘Pup, you should know how gorgeous you look, being in pain makes you look gorgeous, absolutely divine. I can totally see why Peter and Elizabeth wanted you as their toy.’
Neal only whimpers. It is true, Peter and Elizabeth love seeing him squirm.
When the timer goes off, his tail is removed and Neal can void himself. He is relieved that this is over.
* * *
‘Mozzie, did you find anything?’
‘Hello to you too, Peter.’
‘Sally has been working almost non-stop on trying to locate Chris, since we now know he wanted us to know the last address.’
‘But did you find anything?’
‘No, he is good. Really good, but Sally has an idea she is working on. We are not giving up.’
‘Thank you Mozzie, I know how important Neal is to you. I gave all the information I have to captain Shadwick, he is a friend of mine and he is doing everything he can, but they found the car Neal was taken in, burned down. I also called Kimberley Rice, she works Missing Persons at the FBI.’
‘We will find him Peter, we will. We will bring him back.’
Mozzie pats Peter on the shoulder and he appreciates the gestures, since he got to know Mozzie as a person who doesn´t easily engage in physical contact with other people.
Peter nods.
* * *
Neal settles, now that he knows this is what Peter wants, he can distance himself from the pain and humiliation. He has found that space in his head where he is OK and safe and can retreat to, when reality overwhelms him. He doesn´t have to think about things, he just has to do what his master wants from him.
Chris must have noticed the difference as well.
‘Good dog. Remember, all puppies have to do, is relax. Switch that brain from that of a logical calculator to a reactive animal. Just go to your pup mode and your master will take care of you, provide for you. Be a good puppy and you will get treats, be a bad one, you will get punished, it is that simple.’
That night, when Chris tells him to go lay on his dog bed in the bedroom, he quickly crawls to it and allows Chris to chain him to the floor.
‘Good Night, precious pup.’
Neal settles on his soft dog bed and he quickly falls asleep, worn out from the crawling and challenges his body had to endure.
When he wakes up, Chris is still asleep, but he needs to pee. He does his best to fall asleep again, but his bladder tells him it needs to be emptied, so Neal starts to whine. When that doesn´t rouse Chris, he climbs the bed and starts whining close to Chris’s ear. Chris turns over without opening his eyes.
‘It is still too early pup.’
Neal whines more and barks once. Chris opens his eyes and beams.
‘Good pup, you need to pee, don´t you?’
Neal wags his tail and barks.
OK, let´s go.
Chris helps Neal off the bed and opens the door to the garden.
Neal stops at the door.
‘Let´s go, doggies do it outside, don´t they?’
Neal slowly crawls onto the lawn and Chris unclamps him. Neal shudders through the feeling of being able to pee. When he is done, Chris clamps him up again and they go back inside. He waits in the kitchen until Chris has prepared his breakfast and puts the bowl don on the floor. Neal quickly scarves it down, because he knows Chris will take away the bowl if he is not fast enough.
‘You know, when I accepted this job, I thought you would be hard to train, but I changed my view on you. So eager to please, I understand why Peter wants you trained.’
Neal barks again.
‘I need to make some calls, so you will have to spend some time outside.’
Neal’s attention is immediately drawn. Chris takes something from the table that Neal can´t see and then fastens it in the muzzle part of the mask. It is a gag in the size of a bone, it is tied behind his head and then he gets a swap that sends him towards the door, he quickly crawls outside, avoiding a new swat. Once he is outside, Chris closes the door. Neal pretends to inspect the garden again and he can see that Chris studies him for a while before he turns away. He slowly crawls back to the house towards where Chris is desk is. It is the most likely place where he would make a call. It turns out that they window is cracked open and Neal still under the window. Doing his best to focus on hearing through the thick mask.
‘… being a good pup…. Yes… he will be ready. Of course I can film it, Peter, sure, no problem. Neal is really doing his best to be a good pup for you. OK, see you soon Peter.’
Neal swallows thickly around the gag. He doesn´t move, there was still a bit of doubt, but now, it is clear that this is what Peter wants. He will just have to make sure he complies so Chris will return him to Peter. Maybe that way, he can talk to Elizabeth or the staff. He is pulled out of his thought when Chris whistles at him from the open door. He starts sniffing the plants and rolls in the grass, when he hears Chris approach.
‘You are enjoying your time outside, don´t you? Well, it is time to come inside again.’
Neal follows Chris back inside and Chris closes the door, but not fast enough for Neal to hear the garbage truck that stops in front of the house.
Once inside, Neal is told to follow Chris to the bathroom. There is a large mirror and Neal just stares at himself. He has to admit he can see the attraction in the suit. It is more than uncomfortable to wear, but it really does look hot. He bends his ass so he can see the tail. Chris chuckles.
‘Stay! I want to remove the gag.’
Neal stays still so Chris can remove the bone. He quickly stretches his jaw because he can see that Chris attaches a dildo to the mirror.
‘Peter told me that you are very good at cock sucking even if they are dildos, so show me, but doggie style.’
Neal crawls forward and starts sniffing the large dildo in front of him and licks it. The training Peter gave him, makes that he is getting aroused, he can feel his cock filling out and it pulls uncomfortable on the catheter.
‘Such a horn dog!’ Chris cajoles, ‘show your handler how you are going to take care of your master.’
Neal guides his mouth around the dildo and starts bobbing his head. It takes a couple of tries but then he deep throats the dildo until his nose touches the mirror.
‘Good you look hot, such a good pup. Stay!’
Neal stills and does his best to keep his breathing under control, he realizes the tube in his nose helps, he can keep breathing even with the dildo buried in his throat.
‘Release!’
‘God, now I know why you are such a favored toy. Look at you, such a cock slut, getting hard from a dildo deep in your throat.’
Neal really wants to come, but without the use of his hands and his cock buried under a thick layer of rubber, there is not much chance.
‘There is a pillow if you want to get off. Peter asked if I could film it for him. He wants to reward his pup for doing so well in training. He told me you could come.’
Neal looks at the pillow but it is not as much a pillow as it is a rubber dog shaped doll. So this is what Peter asked on the telephone, if this is what Peter wants. He mounts the dog doll and starts rutting against it. But it is harder than he expected.
‘Here, I will help you.’
Neal stills when he feels Chris behind him.
‘I won´t touch you, do you think I am stupid? I don´t want Peter against me.’
Chris holds a vibrator against Neal´s balls and unclamps the catheter and Neal picks up the pace again, finding friction against the pillow. It doesn´t take long for him to come. Come dribbles from the catheter.
‘Good boy. You would make a good breeder. Maybe Peter can enter you in a puppy contest. You and I could go together, I believe we make an excellent puppy handler pair. Now hold still, so I can clean out the catheter. We don´t want an UTI.’
Fandom: White Collar
Pairing: Neal/Peter/Elizabeth
Characters: Neal, Peter, Elizabeth, OMC
Warning/genre: AU, BDSM, consensual kink, gags, restraints, breath play, spanking, pain play, cock cages, (non) consensual drug use, humiliation, sensory deprivation, flogging, anal sex, blow jobs, prostate milking, sex toys, objectification, shibari, kidnapping, pet play, catheters, enemas, gaslighting, physical and mental abuse, (mental) hurt/comfort
Spoilers: none
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: ~2710
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine….
Summary: Neal starts to believe Peter really wants him trained.
Chapter can also be found on AO3
Neal wakes up on his dog bed and he can see that Chris is already up. He crawls towards Chris who is sitting at the breakfast table. Neal scratches his leg and whines.
‘You need to go, boy?’
Neal whines more.
‘OK boy, Chris takes a hospital bottle and puts it between Neal´s legs and unclamps the tube. Neal´s bladder empties and Chris clamps it again and empties the jug before washing his hands. Neal crawls to his breakfast. Under the bottle with the teat is his bowl with the gelatinous goo. Neal quickly eats it, and then drinks his fill from the bottle.
He then goes back to Chris who moved to the living room. Neal passes the dining room table and his heart skips a beat when he sees what is hanging from the chair. Peter´s coat. He just stairs at it, unmoving. Chris has been telling the truth. Peter was here.
‘What is it pup? Oh, that. Peter must have forgotten it when he was here earlier. He wanted an update and he checked u on you, but you were still asleep. I told him you had a bit of a challenging day yesterday.’
Neal swallows thickly. He can still not wrap his mind around the fact that Peter would do this to him.
‘That reminds me, I would let you hear the telephone call Peter made to me. Wait, I will get my phone.’
Chris gets up and Neal can feel the tears prick in his eyes. When he comes back he opens a mp3 file and Neal can hear Peter telling Chris he wants a well behaved pet. Neal can´t believe his ears. Peter really wants him trained. That also explains why he never said anything about Chris. He still have contact.
‘Oh pup, don´t be so sad. This is a good thing. You know that this is what your master wants. He will be so proud of you.’
Neal feels so conflicted about the whole thing. He doesn´t know what to believe anymore. Maybe he should just do what Peter wants of him. He has expanded his boundaries before, so why not now? Neal knows why, because this is not what he wants. But maybe if he lets Chris train him to what Peter wants, he can explain it to Peter. Make him understand that this is not what he wants.
‘You know what, I will take you outside, what do you think about that?’
Neal wags his tail, outside is always good. Chris clips a leash on his harness and opens the door. Neal crawls outside and another wave of disappointment engulfs him. As far as he can see there is nothing and the garden is fenced off.
‘You are allowed outside, if you however come too close to the fence, it will give you a shock that will knock you out and will trigger an alarm.’
‘So, do you need to go now?’
Neal barks and Chris pets him.
‘Good boy, I need to take care of some things, but if you want you can stay outside.’
Neal starts to explore the garden to see if there is some weakness in the fence, but like everything, Chris took great care in being meticulous. There is no way Neal is going to get out of the garden without help.
He crawls back indoors, because it is hot outside in the rubber suit and lays down on his dog bed.
* * *
‘We will begin you punishment now, pup, you didn´t think I forgot, did you?’
Neal dreads the punishment, but at the same moment, he knows he can do this, because he can be a good pet for Peter. If Peter wants this, he can do it, he has proven it before.
Chris lifts him up a table, probably so he doesn´t need to bend. His harness fastened to a hook. His head is pulled back and fastened to that same hook and Neal can tell the position will be agony on his back in no time.
‘I don´t want any sound out of you, so I will fill up everything.’
There isn’t much Neal can do against the gag that Chris forces into his mouth. A few squeezes and the gag inflates, completely sealing Neal´s mouth. Chris then takes a rubber plug and pushes it in the left tube in Neal´s nose, effectively closing Neal´s airway through that nostril.
Neal stays still not wanting to give Chris a reason for more punishment. He takes steady breaths through the remaining tube. He can feel Chris working on the catheter and suddenly he can feel his bladder empty. He sighs in relief until he feels something entering his bladder. Chris is injecting something into his bladder.
‘I just injected 10 ounces solution into your bladder and clamped it off. Next I am going to give you an enema as well, I want that belly of yours full.’
Neal wants to shake his head, but it is tied off and all he can do is endure. He can feel Chris pull out the tail and a hose is fed in his rear. Next ice cold water fills him and the cramps start almost immediately. He moans behind the gag and wriggles. But it only results that Chris takes the plug out of his nose hose and feeds another enema bag through the tube, because he can feel the pressure in his sinus building, before water slowly enters his mouth and all Neal can do is swallow if he doesn´t want to drown.
‘I didn´t want to do that Neal, but you made a noise and I was very clear that I didn´t want to hear you. So you did this to yourself.’
Neal keeps swallowing while cramps hit his insides. Chris seems to take pity in him, because he massages his belly. He also slows down the water ingress through his nose, it is now just barely dripping but he needs to keep swallowing. He closes his eyes. He can take this punishment, he is a good pup. He has taken worse. Or did he? It is hard to concentrate when your brain keeps telling you that he is going to drown.
His stomach extends because he can feel it push against his rubber suit. He doesn´t know how much more water he can take, but he doesn´t want to make a sound because he doesn´t want Chris opening the line in his nose more.
‘You are taking this punishment as a good pup. Good Boy. I will stop all the ingress now, and plug you.’
Neal can feel Chris plug his tail back in place and the tube in his nose is pulled out and closed off again.
‘You look gorgeous pup. Maybe I should suggest to Peter to make you into a potbelly pig, then we could distend your belly permanently.’
Neal’s brain races frantically, god please no, he can´t endure this. He…
‘Breathe pup, Peter wants you as a lean puppy, so no worries. Do you want to lay down, because you will have to hold it some more.’
Neal waves his tail and Chris releases his head and the harness and Neal gratefully curls upon himself.
Chris starts massaging him again and Neal rolls on his back to give him better access. His punishment is far from over, because he can feel his bladder slowly filling up a bit more before it is clamped off once again. The cramping in his bowls and stomach are getting to a level where tears start to form.
‘Pup, you should know how gorgeous you look, being in pain makes you look gorgeous, absolutely divine. I can totally see why Peter and Elizabeth wanted you as their toy.’
Neal only whimpers. It is true, Peter and Elizabeth love seeing him squirm.
When the timer goes off, his tail is removed and Neal can void himself. He is relieved that this is over.
* * *
‘Mozzie, did you find anything?’
‘Hello to you too, Peter.’
‘Sally has been working almost non-stop on trying to locate Chris, since we now know he wanted us to know the last address.’
‘But did you find anything?’
‘No, he is good. Really good, but Sally has an idea she is working on. We are not giving up.’
‘Thank you Mozzie, I know how important Neal is to you. I gave all the information I have to captain Shadwick, he is a friend of mine and he is doing everything he can, but they found the car Neal was taken in, burned down. I also called Kimberley Rice, she works Missing Persons at the FBI.’
‘We will find him Peter, we will. We will bring him back.’
Mozzie pats Peter on the shoulder and he appreciates the gestures, since he got to know Mozzie as a person who doesn´t easily engage in physical contact with other people.
Peter nods.
* * *
Neal settles, now that he knows this is what Peter wants, he can distance himself from the pain and humiliation. He has found that space in his head where he is OK and safe and can retreat to, when reality overwhelms him. He doesn´t have to think about things, he just has to do what his master wants from him.
Chris must have noticed the difference as well.
‘Good dog. Remember, all puppies have to do, is relax. Switch that brain from that of a logical calculator to a reactive animal. Just go to your pup mode and your master will take care of you, provide for you. Be a good puppy and you will get treats, be a bad one, you will get punished, it is that simple.’
That night, when Chris tells him to go lay on his dog bed in the bedroom, he quickly crawls to it and allows Chris to chain him to the floor.
‘Good Night, precious pup.’
Neal settles on his soft dog bed and he quickly falls asleep, worn out from the crawling and challenges his body had to endure.
When he wakes up, Chris is still asleep, but he needs to pee. He does his best to fall asleep again, but his bladder tells him it needs to be emptied, so Neal starts to whine. When that doesn´t rouse Chris, he climbs the bed and starts whining close to Chris’s ear. Chris turns over without opening his eyes.
‘It is still too early pup.’
Neal whines more and barks once. Chris opens his eyes and beams.
‘Good pup, you need to pee, don´t you?’
Neal wags his tail and barks.
OK, let´s go.
Chris helps Neal off the bed and opens the door to the garden.
Neal stops at the door.
‘Let´s go, doggies do it outside, don´t they?’
Neal slowly crawls onto the lawn and Chris unclamps him. Neal shudders through the feeling of being able to pee. When he is done, Chris clamps him up again and they go back inside. He waits in the kitchen until Chris has prepared his breakfast and puts the bowl don on the floor. Neal quickly scarves it down, because he knows Chris will take away the bowl if he is not fast enough.
‘You know, when I accepted this job, I thought you would be hard to train, but I changed my view on you. So eager to please, I understand why Peter wants you trained.’
Neal barks again.
‘I need to make some calls, so you will have to spend some time outside.’
Neal’s attention is immediately drawn. Chris takes something from the table that Neal can´t see and then fastens it in the muzzle part of the mask. It is a gag in the size of a bone, it is tied behind his head and then he gets a swap that sends him towards the door, he quickly crawls outside, avoiding a new swat. Once he is outside, Chris closes the door. Neal pretends to inspect the garden again and he can see that Chris studies him for a while before he turns away. He slowly crawls back to the house towards where Chris is desk is. It is the most likely place where he would make a call. It turns out that they window is cracked open and Neal still under the window. Doing his best to focus on hearing through the thick mask.
‘… being a good pup…. Yes… he will be ready. Of course I can film it, Peter, sure, no problem. Neal is really doing his best to be a good pup for you. OK, see you soon Peter.’
Neal swallows thickly around the gag. He doesn´t move, there was still a bit of doubt, but now, it is clear that this is what Peter wants. He will just have to make sure he complies so Chris will return him to Peter. Maybe that way, he can talk to Elizabeth or the staff. He is pulled out of his thought when Chris whistles at him from the open door. He starts sniffing the plants and rolls in the grass, when he hears Chris approach.
‘You are enjoying your time outside, don´t you? Well, it is time to come inside again.’
Neal follows Chris back inside and Chris closes the door, but not fast enough for Neal to hear the garbage truck that stops in front of the house.
Once inside, Neal is told to follow Chris to the bathroom. There is a large mirror and Neal just stares at himself. He has to admit he can see the attraction in the suit. It is more than uncomfortable to wear, but it really does look hot. He bends his ass so he can see the tail. Chris chuckles.
‘Stay! I want to remove the gag.’
Neal stays still so Chris can remove the bone. He quickly stretches his jaw because he can see that Chris attaches a dildo to the mirror.
‘Peter told me that you are very good at cock sucking even if they are dildos, so show me, but doggie style.’
Neal crawls forward and starts sniffing the large dildo in front of him and licks it. The training Peter gave him, makes that he is getting aroused, he can feel his cock filling out and it pulls uncomfortable on the catheter.
‘Such a horn dog!’ Chris cajoles, ‘show your handler how you are going to take care of your master.’
Neal guides his mouth around the dildo and starts bobbing his head. It takes a couple of tries but then he deep throats the dildo until his nose touches the mirror.
‘Good you look hot, such a good pup. Stay!’
Neal stills and does his best to keep his breathing under control, he realizes the tube in his nose helps, he can keep breathing even with the dildo buried in his throat.
‘Release!’
‘God, now I know why you are such a favored toy. Look at you, such a cock slut, getting hard from a dildo deep in your throat.’
Neal really wants to come, but without the use of his hands and his cock buried under a thick layer of rubber, there is not much chance.
‘There is a pillow if you want to get off. Peter asked if I could film it for him. He wants to reward his pup for doing so well in training. He told me you could come.’
Neal looks at the pillow but it is not as much a pillow as it is a rubber dog shaped doll. So this is what Peter asked on the telephone, if this is what Peter wants. He mounts the dog doll and starts rutting against it. But it is harder than he expected.
‘Here, I will help you.’
Neal stills when he feels Chris behind him.
‘I won´t touch you, do you think I am stupid? I don´t want Peter against me.’
Chris holds a vibrator against Neal´s balls and unclamps the catheter and Neal picks up the pace again, finding friction against the pillow. It doesn´t take long for him to come. Come dribbles from the catheter.
‘Good boy. You would make a good breeder. Maybe Peter can enter you in a puppy contest. You and I could go together, I believe we make an excellent puppy handler pair. Now hold still, so I can clean out the catheter. We don´t want an UTI.’