Like Old Times

"Okay," Kiba huffed, his face slighly flushed, "Now Akamaru, you're gonna do as I say this time . . . right?"

Akamaru nodded and panted, his tongue lolling out.

"Alright," Kiba said, but still eyeing his dog suspiciously. "So when I tell you to fetch this stick"--he hefted the piece of wood--"you're not gonna do anything else? Nothing . . . funny?"

Akamaru just kept on panting, but gave a reassuring doggy-grin. Kiba nodded, satisfied.

"Well, okay, boy!" He threw the stick across the yard. "Go get it! Go get the stick!"

Akamaru nodded, performed Man-Beast Clone, and went straight for Kiba's pants.

"Uhh!? Wha--no, Akamaru, no! Bad dog!"

But Akamaru ignored him and, now in the shape of a very naked Kiba, quickly unzipped the guy with a combination of teeth and fingers before sliding the pants down Kiba's hips.

"Damnit, boy!" Kiba said. "Not my stick! The one I threw!" He spread his legs just in time, catching his pants at his knees, his hips and pelvis suddenly jutting out.

Akamaru nodded and grunted, a kind of barking noise which loosely translated to "eh, whichever," before slipping Kiba's underwear down as well to wrap his human mouth around Kiba's already half-hard dick.

"Well . . . uhhhn . . . okay," Kiba muttered. "Damn . . . maybe just a little bit . . ." He groaned as Akamaru began to bob up and down on him, licking and slurping his cock.

"I mean . . . No!" Kiba pushed Akamaru's head off him, and the dog's naked butt landed on the grass. "Man, c'mon Akamaru. I just wanted to go out and play today! Why the hell are you so horny lately?"

As he went on to scold his obviously-remorseless dog with a reproachful finger, his hard, lathered-up cock started swinging from side to side. Akamaru just followed that bouncing dick with his eyes, whining pitiably.

"Man," Kiba said, trying, with some difficulty, to tuck the rigid thing away before zipping up. "If I didn't know for a fact you were a guy, Akamaru, I'd think you were in heat! Do you get a rutting period every once in awhile or something? Is it stag season?"

Akamaru shrugged.

Kiba huffed and shook his head. "It was bad enough when I was telling you to lick a bone or chase tail . . . although I guess anyone would expect you to want to fuck if I said something like that, now that I think about it. But now you're getting randy even when I'm just trying to play fetch with you!"

Akamaru didn't say anything, but just sat despondently.

Kiba scratched his head, "I mean, don't get me wrong. I love sex. Heh, I could fuck that tight butt of yours all day . . . or let you fuck mine. It's just I remember when we used to do other stuff too, you know? Like run around and play and go wild together. We'd do fetch, tag, go exploring around the village, practice our jutsus, camp out at night, go skinny-dipping in the lake, and--and a whole lot of other things! It wasn't all sex, yeah?"

Akamaru made a whine in the back of his throat and pawed at the ground. For a dog it would have been a commonplace gesture, but in Akamaru's human shape it looked kind of bizarre.

"Aw, Akamaru. Of course I still love fucking around with you. It's not that!"

A questioning growl.

"Nah. Are you kidding? I love it when you do that. Heh. Gets me kinda hard just thinking about it."

Akamaru sniffed and stretched out nakedly on the ground, bringing his tanned legs out and arching out his muscled back. He brought his leg up and scratched at his ear with his toes.

"Not to mention," Kiba continued, "that it's kind of messed up, I guess, fucking an exact duplicate of yourself. People talk. Not that I give a crap or anything, but--"

Akamaru whined.

Kiba considered.

"Well . . . at least I'm hot," he finished, laughing. He put a hand on his chin, gazing down to admire his--that is, Akamaru's--energetic body. "Can you imagine what that Naruto chump's gotta go through? Heh. He's only got those ugly-ass bunshins of himself to nail . . ."

Akamaru started cleaning himself, running a sloppy tongue all over his nude curves. He started at an arm and moved across to his chest, then down to his stomach before mustering all the limberness he could in his human shape to lick at his groin.

"I mean . . . you're my dog, yeah?" Kiba said, suddenly unable to look away from (and more than a little distracted by) the sight of himself slathering up his own crotch. Akamaru's dick was hardening up as he lick, lick, licked it, and Kiba were starting to show some growth himself. "So, uhhh," he pressed on, "I love ya. And I was just kinda hoping we could spend a day hanging out and just playing together like . . . like old times."

Akamaru lifted his head up from his rigid dick and gazed soulfully into his master's eyes. He stuck his lower lip out a little.

"Oi, Akamaru!" Kiba said, snapping out of it. "Don't give me those puppydog eyes! You haven't been old enough to pull that off for years. . . . Alright, I'll tell you what. How 'bout a doggy treat? You want a treat?"

Akamaru mulled it over before he barked an excited affirmative. Or, well, yelled it. Human vocal cords and all.

"Alright, I know I got one on me somewhere . . ." Kiba said, patting around his pockets.

Before he could get one out, though, Akamaru had jumped up, spun Kiba around, kicked his legs apart, and yanked his pants down.

"Hey, what the--Akamaru, cut it out!" Kiba said, trying to twist his bared backside away. "Down, boy!"

But no sooner had he said that than he felt Akamaru's hard dick shoved straight up him, getting sandwiched like a hotdog between those two perfectly rounded buns of his.

"Ah! Ohhhhhh, shit. . . . Damnit, Akamaru, I didn't mean that kinda treat! I mean, yeah, my ass is a treat I guess, but . . . ahn . . . AH! Oh, fuck it," Kiba panted. He spread his legs farther apart and leaned his ass back to meet Akamaru's happy thrusts. "Forget everything I was just saying. Harder, boy!"