Go Back For the Lab

Despite the other possibilities around you, your mind can’t get over that Lab on the bench. There was just something about him that was inviting, and sexual. Quickly you stand up and follow back on the trail you came on, but not before you catch the attention of the wolf, who nods at you.

Following the trail down the path, you count the benches until you come close to the spot where you saw the Lab. He seems to be waking up, as he stretches his paws up, over his head, and scratches an itch under his ear.

You get closer.

You get close enough to see his stomach raise and fall with his short breaths. With some bravery you put a hand to his shoulder and shake, gently. “Hey…” you say softly. He doesn’t budge, instead his gapes his mouth open for a yawn and stretches again. This time pushing his paws down across his body and under his jogging shorts sliding them halfway down his crotch. A subtle smile grows on his face as his tail gives a eager wag.

Oh yeah, he’s —definitely— asleep.

Worryingly you take on look down the path you came, then the other direction, worrying about the publicity. Seeing no one, you take a paw and slide it under the Lab’s shorts to touch the thick elastic jock between you and him. Your other paw is placed on the stomach where you feel hard muscle as air expands, and contracts the body.

Another thump from the Lab’s tail tells you he’s ready.