Brian's POV

“Please, don’t be mad. I was just thinking of a cute episode with Brutus and  his food.”  Why didn’t I tell him the truth? Ah, probably because I didn’t dare to confess that I advertised the  product he apparently hated so much. If he found out what I have done I wouldn’t make myself very popular with him.

“I love my dog and often think of him and his antics. It always brings a smile on my lips.” I said instead. But damn, if I wasn’t exaggerating now! I already sounded like a lesbian in love or something.

But Brutus was looking at me as if he knew that I made a declaration of love to him. When he started to wiggle his tail I should have seen it coming, I should have read the signs. But since I was completely clueless concerning dogs, I didn’t notice anything - till Brutus suddenly jumped into my lap. 

I had not even recovered from this shock when it got even worse. Brutus started to lick my face!

“God, I already showered this morning!” I growled, trying go push this wet tongue away from my face before I would break out in a rash from disgust. The only reason why I didn’t hurl Brutus away from my body, was Justin’s beaming face.

“And I see, Brutus loves you.” For a moment it looked as if Justin wanted to kiss me for that reason. But unfortunately he didn’t touch me.

I thought I was over the worst already, but I had been wrong. Now Jeannie got jealous or something because Brutus was kissing me and not her. (Bah, as if I would be very happy about a cold dog’s muzzle on my nose. Help!)

She growled at me, and once again I was clueless till it was too late, namely when I felt her sharp teeth in my leg.

“What the fuck, you stupid …” I swallowed down the last insult. I didn’t think that Justin would appreciate it if I called his dog a mongrel or so. Besides I was a REAL man and no softie. I wouldn’t cry over this little pain.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” Justin jumped from his chair. He dragged the little monster away from my leg. Then he pulled up my pants leg and looked for any deep flesh wounds. 

Although there was almost nothing to see he insisted to bring me to the hospital. But I had a better idea. I persuaded him to accompany me to my loft. He must have had a real bad conscience because he didn’t even protest.

So I was lying now on my couch, pretending to be sicker than I actually was while Justin was carefully bandaging my leg. I really enjoyed the feeling of his warm hands. If they finally would wander upwards, my cock would be happy too.

Unfortunately my great plan didn’t work. And of course it was the fault of those damn dogs!

They just enjoyed to play and romp around my apartment. They ran around and over my expensive furniture. I could live with the fact that the Chinese vase fell down and shattered in several pieces. But when Jeannie stole some  important papers from my desk and chewed on it I lost my last nerve and scolded the two rascals. 

My voice was loud, very loud and actually intimidate the little girl. She let her cute pointy ears hang and stuck her tail between her legs. And then she left a big yellow puddle on the floor.

Brutus instead barked loudly at me.

“Kinney, if you don’t stop that noise in there I’ll call the police!” My new neighbor (I hated him with passion, by the way) knocked furiously at the door.  I knew he didn’t like my lifestyle and tried to find a reason to  drive me out the loft. 

God, I had enough! I didn’t want to see the dogs or Justin anymore. No fuck (not even a very good one) was worth this mess!