Lumi would one day find out that the dog park was generally more for socializing than pet hookups. Not that they didn't happen on occasion, but responsible owners were at least supposed to keep them a rarity, if only to avoid disturbing the neighbors and inciting legal complaints. As for the many, many trashy 'pet porn' movies that existed, well, he would likely have to burst the dog's bubble on their authenticity. Not only were most of the actors not really doing the deed- who could for multiple takes with cameras in their faces?- but some of them weren't even actually pets. And this was sometimes rather laughably obvious when one could see the visuals. There was genuinely good pet-based erotica out there, of course; it just didn't tend to be on the scrambled channels.
But at the moment, he was oblivious to the dog's thoughts on that subject. Instead he focused on Lumi's actions here and now. He whined and began panting even as his tail gave a happy twitch. He wasn't sure if his incredulity at being allowed on the bed was just for sex or in general. Lumi's room had a bed, and every morning when Caleb came to check in him it was neatly made, but he'd put that down to the dog's enforced perfectionism. Was he really sleeping on the rug or something in there when he didn't have to? Something to ask after he was a bit more settled.
"Sit and lay down on it, yes," Caleb said. "But sitting first." There wasn't much on the guestroom bed in terms of blankets or pillows, just basic sheets and one pillow for each side of the bed; he didn't really keep this room made up unless he was expecting visitors who'd be staying the night. But it'd be more than adequate for helping Lumi.
At the dog's assent, Caleb helped pull him to his feet and steady him a bit once he got there. He really was hard enough that it probably would have been difficult to do on his own. Still steadying him with one hand, he reached down and carefully undid the fly of the jeans with the other almost surprised when Lumi's cock immediately sprang free. Not only bunched up in there, but pressed right on the hard metal zipper. He knew Lumi had underwear, but it was likely balled up and buried somewhere in the laundry hamper now, just as soaked as the jeans currently were.
He carefully slipped the wet jeans down over Lumi's hips and tail before letting gravity do the rest of the work, leaving both the dog's cock and vagina exposed to air. Which was likely both a relief and- judging by previous experience- something that might well drive even further arousal. "I bet that feels better, doesn't it?", he said. "Now just sit back on the bed, and we'll get them all the way off. Then we'll get you all taken care of, OK?"
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But at the moment, he was oblivious to the dog's thoughts on that subject. Instead he focused on Lumi's actions here and now. He whined and began panting even as his tail gave a happy twitch. He wasn't sure if his incredulity at being allowed on the bed was just for sex or in general. Lumi's room had a bed, and every morning when Caleb came to check in him it was neatly made, but he'd put that down to the dog's enforced perfectionism. Was he really sleeping on the rug or something in there when he didn't have to? Something to ask after he was a bit more settled.
"Sit and lay down on it, yes," Caleb said. "But sitting first." There wasn't much on the guestroom bed in terms of blankets or pillows, just basic sheets and one pillow for each side of the bed; he didn't really keep this room made up unless he was expecting visitors who'd be staying the night. But it'd be more than adequate for helping Lumi.
At the dog's assent, Caleb helped pull him to his feet and steady him a bit once he got there. He really was hard enough that it probably would have been difficult to do on his own. Still steadying him with one hand, he reached down and carefully undid the fly of the jeans with the other almost surprised when Lumi's cock immediately sprang free. Not only bunched up in there, but pressed right on the hard metal zipper. He knew Lumi had underwear, but it was likely balled up and buried somewhere in the laundry hamper now, just as soaked as the jeans currently were.
He carefully slipped the wet jeans down over Lumi's hips and tail before letting gravity do the rest of the work, leaving both the dog's cock and vagina exposed to air. Which was likely both a relief and- judging by previous experience- something that might well drive even further arousal. "I bet that feels better, doesn't it?", he said. "Now just sit back on the bed, and we'll get them all the way off. Then we'll get you all taken care of, OK?"