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I heard growling and came into the room. My pup was possessively defending his bowls from our cat, Prissy. I was surprised. Prissy didn’t care about anything besides when she was fed and the five minutes when she wanted to be petted a day. Yet, two days after I got a pup, it seems she had taken interest in the new addition to the family. Or in her mind, a new interloper in her territory. She clearly was not pleased that my pup was getting more food than her, and a nice big piece of chicken at that. 

I folded my arms and leaned against the wall, watching it unfold. Prissy came closer. Boxer growled. His tail wagged as a warning. Prissy looked at Boxer, then knocked over the water bottle I’d set there. Boxer looked astonished. I smothered a laugh behind my hand. He popped up, barking incessantly, and Prissy bolted. Despite the tail plug, Boxer went after her in a hurry. I found them in the next room, Boxer barking in front of the sofa, where Prissy was hiding underneath. 

I was wheezing from laughing so hard and had to pull Boxer away by his jockstrap. “Leave it! Leave it baby! Let her stay there.” He growled at her some more, then tossed his head high with a “hmph” and let me guide him back to his bowl. I mopped up the mess with a towel and Boxer ate the rest of his food in peace.

It wasn’t over though. Later that night, Boxer dumped his dinner water bottle on Prissy’s head. I only punished him a little. I admired his ability to not be outranked in this household by one stuck up cat.

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Text is fictional. (This was a submission! Love it.)

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dijkstra0:

Another stray pup. Will someone please give him a forever home.

Roger crouched down and set the Big Mac box in front of him. It smelled amazing. He opened it up so the pup could see it. The pup was watching him for sure now. He tossed the creature a french fry. The pup took an immediate interest in it, and crept forward to gobble it up. Roger smiled. No one disliked fries. He ate some himself to show that they were safe.

Over the course of half an hour, Roger tossed the fries closer and closer. When the pup was wary of Roger, he decided to up the game by offering a big piece of the hamburger. The pup couldn’t resist that.

Within ten minutes, the skinny pup was eating the Big Mac out of his fingers.
“Good boy, good boy,” Roger cooed. He grabbed the pup’s harness, which made him instinctively want to flee. He whimpered and pawed at the ground, trying to skitter.
“No no, sshhhh. It’s ok. Come on. Be a good boy. That’s it. Oh you’re a big boy, let me hug you.” Roger wrapped his arms around the pup. “You’re all skin and bones! You want another burger?”
“Bark!”
“I think we can arrange that. But you have to come in the car with me ok? The doors will be unlocked.”
The pup eyed him.
Roger offered a fry.
The pup grabbed it.
“That’s a good boy. Come on! Let’s get you inside and fed huh boy? You won’t be stray any longer than this.”
“Bark bark bark!”

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gayboykink:

Ahhwwwww c’mon the-kinky-bf, you should be home already… =(

Craig bought a dropcam so he could see what exactly his pup did all day when he wasn’t home, and his pup didn’t have classes or work. He regretted it instantly though, when he saw how lonely his boy was. Damn near broke his heart to see him curled up by the door, no doubt whining the whole time.  Craig had no idea his pup had separation anxiety, or missed him this much. It had to be even worse for his pup, since he was working all these later hours due to tax season.
There was no way he could afford to care for another pup at this time, though. Wasn’t there doggy daycares for this sort of thing? There had to be one for pup boys. They lived in San Francisco for gods sake. Craig turned his attention from the reports to Google to search for one. He wasn’t gonna get a damn thing this quarter done knowing his pup was waiting for him, forlorn as can be.

First though, he sent his pup a text message: Miss you. Be a good boy, and make sure all your toys are put away before I come home. At least that’d keep him busy for a little while.

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Text is fictional. Gah, gayboykink is just too damn cute. :<

You and the other cute pups on Tumblr have inspired me to get a tail (even though I will never look as cute as you guys) Thank you for sharing & inspiring -J

You and the other cute pups on Tumblr have inspired me to get a tail (even though I will never look as cute as you guys) Thank you for sharing & inspiring -J

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uptopuppystuff-deactivated20181:

Yay! 😀 Tails are the best! Hope you’re enjoying it! *happy wags*

You will so look cute. Any pup with a tail is adorable by default. Have you ever seen a picture of a pup with a tail and not thought it was cute? I rest my case.

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gayboykink:

Well, well… look how my boyfriend was dressed when I got home from college. Under his clothes he was bound, locked, plugged and reaaalllly eager to reverse some roles. Give him a like for his Tumblr debute. ^^

Ya know, if I miss stuff like this from being at Coachella, maybe I just shouldn’t go anymore. Damn he looks good, and the fact he was so wary about kinks in the beginning makes this even better. gayboykink, I think this one is a keeper.

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We’re so sympatico. Right as I glance down, he glances up and our eyes meet; he pauses mid-lick. I grab my phone off the nightstand and snap a photo of my adorable sub. For a moment, his pup side melts away at the sound of the shutter; he’s Gustavo again, and suddenly self-aware of what he’s doing on all fours. A sheepish smiles blooms on his face and blush comes to his cheeks. Then, he catches the scent of my crotch and nuzzles it with his eyes closed. When he opens his lids again, his pup side is back and his tongue goes to work. He loves to lick my crotch in the morning to get me horny, right before he tugs down the band with his teeth and sucks me dry.

I later printed a wallet size version of that shot so I could always have a bit of my boy with me, where-ever I go.

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Text is fictional. Pup’s name is unknown.

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“Oh puppy, what are you doing? Did you drop one of your toys behind the sofa again? This is what happens when you play on the sofa instead of the floor,” I chide him as I climb onto the cushions and peer back there. Something is wedged between the sofa and the wall. I get off the sofa and pull the furniture far away from the wall enough so not only does the the item fall, but so I can take a few steps forward and retrieve it. When I see what it is, I shake my head and sigh.

“Puppy.”
“Woof?”
“I’ve told you this before. Dildos are not chew toys.’
He still tries to snatch it out of my hand with my teeth.
"No! Bad puppy! Bad. This was an expensive dildo and now it has teethmarks in it.”
He stops wiggling his butt at the tone of my voice and lowers his head, giving me big sad eyes. I fold my arms. “You have chew toys. Use them.” I sigh again. “I’m afraid you need to be punished for this. Go fetch the paddle.”
He pouts at me, and whines. When he sees I’m not going to relent, he begrudgingly goes to get it. I give him 15 swats, then shut him in the bathroom for an hour with a proper chew toy. Of course, he whimpers through half of it before falling asleep for a quick nap on the bathmat. So stubborn!

He wants me to feel bad, and I do, but he has to learn. When I let him out of the bathroom, I do give him a cookie and a back scratch to let him know I’ve forgiven him. I since have hidden the dildos better. When they’re not up his ass, they’re hidden away safely away and out of reach from chewy pups.

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Text is fictional.