The Brick: Chapter 13

Disclaimer: This is complete fiction. Any resemblance to other works, or real people is purely coincidental.

Please note, the characters in my stories never wear condoms. This is because the sudden urge to play it safe doesn’t really fit in with the mood I’m trying to create. Do not take this as an endorsement for unprotected sex; please do not bareback without first making yourself aware of all the potential risks that are involved. My characters can’t get STI’s ‘cause I don’t want them too, but the real world doesn’t work that way.

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There were two ways to wake up here. Either being aggressively shouted at by the Warden, or being aggressively fondled by Smirk. Most of the time, it would be both, and today was no exception. I woke up to the feeling of his hand on the bulge of my jock, getting me hard as I heard the Warden shouting the list of who had clients today. We both did, so Smirk had to end his fondling. By the time the Warden had made his way down to our cell, I was in the bathroom, brushing my teeth. “Smirk, standard cell, item 4.” He said simply, before looking through into the bathroom at me. “Yelp. Standard uniform, but you’ll want your gloves and pads. Private cell.” I nodded and he walked away again, telling me he’d be back to take me there when it was time.

As I continued brushing my teeth I thought about what the Warden had said yesterday about ‘old friends’ being back in town. Clients still made me nervous, though not as much as they had done. Being in the private cells meant that the Warden wouldn’t be patrolling outside, which made me less comfortable, even with the reassurance that only the best clients were allowed to use the private cells. I spat into the sink and began to rinse my mouth out with mouthwash as I watched Smirk change. His item 4 was a surfsuit like his favourite rubber one, except it was made out of neoprene – the material actual surfsuits were made out of. I’d never seen it actually worn before, and when I was finished in the bathroom, he let me grope around his body in it; it was soft and spongy and while comfortable to touch, I wondered what use it would have for the stuff we did.

He left soon after, giving me a kiss before he went. I climbed back onto bed to wait for the Warden, pulling on my protective gloves and kneepads as I continued to wonder about my client. Wearing my gear would mean that I’d probably be doing pup play, but I’ve never done that with a client before; only the Warden and Smirk. My suspicions were confirmed when the Warden returned for me; in his hand was a puptail buttplug. Upon seeing it, I automatically formed the position – lowering my head and holding my ass up in the air, so that it could be inserted. The Warden patted my ass before getting to work inserting it, speaking as he did.

“Good boy. You’ll get to properly christen that collar o’ yours today.” He told me as his fingers slipped into my ass, loosening me up, which didn’t take long. “These guys have been looking forwards to meeting you ever since I told them there was a new pup in The Brick.” I pushed back against the plug when I felt him press it against my ass, letting it gently slide into me. “It’s a shame I won’t be able to watch, but I gotta keep an eye on the other prisoners, o’ course…” The tail easily found its place inside me, and I’d grown used to feeling it there. Once it was in properly, I turned to face the Warden, pushing myself up into a kneeling position and resting my hands on his shoulders, as if I couldn’t stand without doing that. He grinned and kissed me on the forehead before letting me nuzzle into his neck, nipping at him while he stroked his hands down my back.

Eventually he pushed me back down, and I climbed down to the floor. He took my lead off the bedside table and clipped it to a loop at the back of my collar. I led the way out of the cell and up towards the office as he continued talking. “One of the guys will be pretty aggressive.” He told me. “Especially if he likes you… I hear he’s developed a taste for making puppies whimper since I last saw him.” The Warden laughed as I entered the office and turned, heading towards the gate to the private cells. I started to feel nervous; it wasn’t hard to make me whimper, but I got the impression that that wasn’t the kind he meant. I headed down the private cell corridor towards my door, and waited for the Warden to open it and lead me in.

Inside, there were two men. The first was a tall, skinny man who looked to be about 30. His hair was light brown, shoulder length and brushed backwards, held in place behind his ears by a pair of glasses that sat on his nose. He wore a thin, pewter grey jacket with a white t-shirt underneath, with trousers that matched the jacket. His shoes were black and polished to a shine. He turned to us and smiled as we walked into the room.

The person behind him made me stop in my tracks; he was huge! He was on his hands and knees, as I was, but that didn’t hide his massive body, which looked to bulk with muscle. He wore a jock like mine, except it was black and, from what I could tell, made of rubber. His face was sharp and rigid, with a big, strong looking jaw. His head was bald, clearly shaved very recently. His hands were inside things that looked almost like boxing gloves, mitts designed to help him move the way my gloves did. He had knee pads as well. Coming out from his suit at his ass was a puptail like mine. And I could see underneath, at his cock, there was some strange red thing attached to it, but I couldn’t tell what it was. It looked a bit like one of the toys I’d seen in Stud’s bag the day he’d spent doing ass play with me.

I only began moving again at the pull of the lead on my collar, realising that the Warden was trying to guide me further into the room, towards the two strangers. Once I began walking, he started to talk. “Yelp. This is Manny.” He gestured to the man in the suit as we reached them, who bent down and stroked his hand through my hair, smiling. “And this…” He nodded towards the rubber dog behind Manny. “Is Glad.” Glad walked around Manny who stepped back to give him room. Glad walked right up to me and pressed his face against mine, nuzzling his nose against my cheek. Still amazed by his size, I froze at his touch, scared of him. The Warden laughed, and said “Well, say hello.”

At long last, I managed to force myself to move. I got my jaw to move just enough to let out half a weak, quiet bark at Glad. My barks had been getting better, but all my confidence in them seemed to have fled me at the moment. A smile lit up across Glad’s face, showing a row of incredibly white, incredible large teeth, as he opened his jaw and let out a roar of a bark, so loud I nearly fell backwards as I jumped, moving away from him, my eyes wide in horror. I heard the Warden laughing harder behind me, clearly amused by my intimidation. I felt him bend down behind me and ruffle my hair with one hand while unclipping my lead with the other. “Glad.” He spoke as he did so. “If you could try to avoid giving Yelp emotional scars. He’ll probably be broken enough just by your body.” Glad grinned at this, and panted heavily as he walked around me and nuzzled at the Wardens hand in my hair, getting it to move to his head instead.

The Warden didn’t stay long, and I found myself alone in the room with the two strangers. Manny began petting me again, roughly messing up my hair and scratching me behind the ears in the way that I liked. I began to feel less tense, relaxing and leaning against him as he continued stroking me. Glad came up by my side once more and leaned in till his nose was against my neck, and began to nuzzle into me. I felt his teeth nip into my neck in the same way I did, but he bit harder, almost enough to hurt. As Manny let go of my hair, Glad nipped up onto my jaw, then moved down across it to my chin, where he stop. He looked me in the eye for a minute, before he flicked his tongue out of his mouth, licking me across the lips.

I moved my head back and scrunched up my nose at it, but he smiled and moved with me, doing it a second time, then a third. He clearly enjoyed doing it, so I stuck my tongue out at him, trying to lick him back and managing to get him on the cheek. He pushed his tongue against mine, and we flicked them against each other, curling them and licking at each other, before Glad moved forwards, pushing both tongues into my mouth and taking me in a proper kiss. His tongue was huge and he seemed to want to get as much of it as he could into my mouth. I liked deep kissing but this was almost hard to manage. When he broke the kiss off again, he barked once more, with a volume loud enough to startle me again. I instinctively recoiled from him, lowering my head, which he used as an opportunity to put his paws on my shoulders and nudge me down to the ground, rolling me onto my side.

He put one arm either side of me and lowered his head till he could nuzzle against my face again. I responded with nuzzling of my own and we brushed the tips of our noses together. I smiled at him, feeling more relaxed. “Glad.” I heard a voice say. “Yelp.” We looked up to see Manny smiling down at us. In his hand, he held a rubber toy – one of those tug-o-war things dogs played with, with a rubber hoop that could be used as a handle for the owner or a chew point for the dog. Glad instantly sprung up, scampering over to Manny and sitting on his heels, holding his arms up in a begging position. I managed to scramble onto my feet and, feeling somewhat unsure, crawled over to Glad’s side and formed a similar position, though I imagined I looked less enthusiastic about it. Part of me wanted to play along, but it felt weird acting like a puppy in front of anyone but the Warden and Smirk.

He held the toy out between us, probably meaning for us to fight over it, but before I could even react, Glad had already seized his side of it between his teeth, and bounded off across the room with it. I looked from Manny to Glad then back to Manny, but he just smiled at me and nudged his head towards Glad again. I tried not to focus on how silly I felt – I decided on thinking about my tail, thinking that anyone with something like that in his ass probably shouldn’t be too concerned with dignity – and crawled slowly across to Glad. When I got near him, he moved away to another section of the room and waited for me again. I moved a bit faster to catch up with him, then when he moved again, I moved a bit faster still. Before long, my feeling silly had been replaced by my desire to catch Glad and get the toy off him.

Finally, he stopped moving away from me and let me catch up to him. He held out the other end of the toy and let me grab it between my teeth. I pulled backwards, tugging on it gently to see if he’d give it to me, but I knew he wouldn’t. I started to pull harder but I still couldn’t get it from him, and no matter how much I pulled, it wouldn’t budge. I could tell he was barely using any of his strength to keep hold of the toy, but he seemed happy enough to let me keep trying. I let out a small growl – something else I’d been practicing, normally in response to Smirks comments on my weak barks – and saw his lips curl into a wider grin as he growled back. Like his barks, his growls were significantly better than mine, but I didn’t feel intimidated by him anymore.

We played a bit more, before we heard a whistling noise from behind us, which made Glad let go of the toy, leaving it hanging in my mouth. I turned to look at the source of the whistle, and saw Manny holding up a green ball in his hand. Fetching was a lot more familiar to me than other toys, so when he threw it towards us, I instantly dropped the toy and bounded after it, along with Glad. We fought over it, but Glad had no problem using his superior strength in this, and managed to get the ball. I whimpered as he took it back to Manny and dropped it at his feet, who petted him on the head as he bent down to pick it up. When he threw it again, we chased it once more, and I was able to get it this time, receiving my own petting as I took it to Manny.

The game went on for ages, and any thoughts I had of worry or fear of these strangers had melted away. I was getting hot and sweaty from the work out, but it wasn’t bothering me. We repeatedly clashed over the ball when we both reached it at the same time, and sometimes I even managed to get it away from him, though I think that was him letting me win. Finally, another whistle brought us back to attention. Manny pointed to the ground in front of him and said “Here.” In a firm voice. We both went to the spot, where he then said “Sit.” We did so. “Stay.” He knelt down and reached out with both hands, one to each of us, beginning to scratch us both behind the ears. It made me want to nuzzle into him, but I knew that the ‘stay’ command meant that I couldn’t.

He took his hands away and turned to me. “Come here.” He said softly, patting his lap. I walked towards him, and he put his hands on my sides, pulling me down into his lap as one arm wrapped around my shoulder and the other moved down onto my chest, stroking me. Being careful not to catch my tail, I shifted so that I was laying on my back up against him as he stroked me and I nuzzled into him. Glad came up to us, using his nose to nudge my knees apart and go between them, putting his arms down either side of my stomach and lowering himself down to it. As I started nuzzling into Manny, I felt Glad’s tongue against my skin, moving with a level of precision he hadn’t demonstrated earlier, drawing patterns over my stomach and teasing around my bellybutton, tickling me.

His tongue moved lower down, and I felt the rim of my jock lift up slightly as he took it between his teeth, pulling it up and letting it snap back down again, before he nosed at my bulge, nuzzling into it. I let out a whimper as I felt myself begin to swell inside my jock, and chewed on my lip. Manny stopped stroking me and just held me as Glad continued teasing me, getting me as hard as my uniform would allow – I was really beginning to get annoyed with how restricting it could be. Glad was careful not to nudge or lick in any way that might have given the cloth cause to slip off me as he continued teasing. Finally, Manny told Glad to move, then started to shift out from under me, helping me back onto my paws as he stood.

He walked around me and placed a hand on my ass cheek, rubbing softly against it before moving it to grab the base of my tail. He looked me in the eye for a moment, before I let out a soft bark for him. He took it as the sign I meant, and I felt him pull it, letting it pop out of me with ease, making me whimper at it. After that, I felt his fingers curl around the rims of my jock. Gently, he pulled it down off me, finally letting my cock hang hard and free in the air. Manny stood up then, and walked to Glad. He didn’t touch Glad’s tail but started removing his jock as well, being careful to get it over the plug without disturbing it. Once he’d managed to strip the both of us, he spoke once more. “Well… I think I’ll go find the Warden and speak to him for a moment… You two behave.” He smiled knowingly and headed towards the door of the cell. Almost instantly after he left, Glad was on me.

His arms went underneath mine, curling around my chest and gripping my shoulders. He’d mounted me in the way one dog would mount another. I could feel something rubbery press against my hole – the strange red thing that was apparently containing his cock. I’d gotten a closer look at it earlier and realised it was crafted to look like a real animal cock, which had disturbed me and spiked my curiosity all at once. I could tell it was covering his real cock, like some sort of sheathe. It felt strange as it pressed up against me, but I didn’t raise complaint as I felt his breath on my neck and ear. I bucked my hip back against him, and felt the tip of it push into me. I was loose and lubed from the plug so it didn’t hurt as much as it might have. It was still thicker than any normal cock though, and I winced and whimpered as he pushed it further into me.

Like a real dog, Glad didn’t waste time in pushing himself deep into me. It felt weird and hurt more than a little, but I raised no complaint as he began to thrust in and out of me. The pain felt almost enjoyable as I imagined the scene; one human dog being mounted by another, getting fucked the way a wild animal would. I struggled to keep standing underneath Glad’s immense weight, but I somehow managed it. I heard him growl softly in my ear, and felt a tongue flick against it before he lowered his head and sank his teeth softly into my skin at the point where my shoulder met my neck. His bite grew stronger and stronger as he thrust harder and deeper into me. I whimpered, loving how much it hurt. I could hear him grunting and growling with each thrust as each one seemed to slam deeper into me.

His thrusts became faster and felt more desperate, and I could tell he was about to reach his climax. After one last, powerful slam, he thrust as deep into me as he could, and I heard him moan as he released. I wasn’t expecting to, but I felt my ass fill with his seed. The sheathe was designed to allow it. I moaned as he pumped the heat of it up into me like that. Once it was over, he finally pulled out of me, and once he’d climbed off me, I let myself collapse onto the ground, panting heavily and feeling weak. He laid down with me, half laying on top of me as he curled around me and nuzzled into my neck. We laid there for some time, hot and sweating, breathing our exhaustion.

After a while, I heard footsteps outside the cell, and the door opened. Manny and the Warden entered, mid conversation. When they saw us laying there, the Warden laughed while Manny gave out a mocking tut. Glad let go of me when he saw them, and happily went over to Manny, apparently having energy to spare as he nuzzled up against his owners leg. I got up onto my hands and knees, but couldn’t bring myself to move. Fortunately, the Warden came to me instead, kneeling down and wrapping his arms around me, letting me nuzzle into his neck. He spoke softly. “Good thing you’re so content being the runt of the pack…” He laughed at the joke.

Once I’d regained my strength, the four of us played together, with the Warden and Manny taking it in turns to throw the ball, or holding one end of the rubber tug-o-war toy and wrestling with us. Manny told me that he was impressed by how quickly I was learning to behave like a proper puppy, which made me bark happily. While the Warden was stroking me, Manny mentioned something about ‘The Brick getting another sale in the future’. The Warden laughed at it, but I noticed a strange look on his face and his hand tightening against my shoulder, where it had come to rest. I nuzzled into him, which brought him back to his senses, continuing to pet me.

By the end of the day, I was exhausted. We finally made our goodbyes, with Manny petting me and Glad licking up the side of my face, but moving away before letting me repay the favour, grinning mischievously. Soon after they were gone, the Warden walked me back to the personal cells. “I get the feeling you made a friend.” He spoke as we went. “Glad’ll be wanting to visit again before long, I should imagine…” There was a strange tone in his voice, and I couldn’t tell if he was happy about it or not.

When we reached our cell, instead of leaving me there like he normally would, he entered and walked over to the bed. Patting his thigh, he beckoned me over, and I rested my chin on the point he’d patted, letting him pet me. “Yelp.” He spoke after a moment, keeping his voice quiet. “You know we do actually sell prisoners, right? That wasn’t a joke.” I thought about it. I was never entirely certain, but I’d just accepted it as a bizarre half-truth from the way people talked. Finally, I nodded my head. The Warden continued. “I mean, it’s not like I’ll just sell any prisoner to any guy who waves enough money around. I only ever make a sale if I’m certain everyone will be happy, but…” He went silent after that, gently petting me while looking lost in thought.

Another person’s voice broke the silence. “Warden?” I turned to see Smirk standing at the entrance to the cell. It brought the Warden back to reality, suddenly standing up and clearing his throat. Any trace of the way he’d talked earlier was gone as he happily told me that I’d done a good job today, and that we’d be having our evening showers before long, then leaving the both of us there without another word. Once he’d gone, Smirk turned back to me, looking confused. After a moment, he said “Are you alright?” I smiled and nodded and waited for him to approach before climbing onto the bed. He laid down next to me and pulled my head down onto his chest, saying nothing more about it.