Date: Sat, 1 Jan 2022 22:57:14 +0000
From: Dave Arnold <bigstuddog@live.com>
Subject: Earth's New Masters Part 15 Budding Friendship

Earth's New Masters Part 15 Budding Friendship

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This chapter is from Fenrir's point of view.


After we got home and Daddy got Jeff in bed I rode my bike over to Uncle
Woden's house.  Arnold and his 3 brothers (his two Shep brothers and his
human "brother" David) were at their back yard rifle range practicing with
their paintball rifles.

"Arnold I need a favor." I said.

"What do you need Fenrir?"

"Well, you know that our feral Jeff tried to kill himself, right?"

"Yeah, Daddy told us about it."

"Well I was partly to blame, I treated him like shit and made him feel
useless every chance I could.  He was already having a real hard time
adjusting and instead of trying to help I did everything I could to make
him feel worse."  I said hanging my head in shame.

"What does that have to do with a favor?"

"Well Jeff has a big inferiority complex, and being with Sheps isn't
helping.  No offense David but Sheps do most things better than most
humans."

"No offense taken, Fenrir.  I know most Sheps can do almost everything
better than I can, with a few exceptions."

"Exactly.  And Jeff also has a huge inferiority complex when it comes to
you.  The fact that you are doing so well is driving him crazy."

"I would imagine it is.  When I passed him as the alpha of the young men
his Dad gave him a hard time."  David replied.

"What do you mean?"

"Well his Dad was the tribe's Chief.  He was a big guy, probably 6' 2" and
about 230 muscular pounds, a real man's man.  He was always wondering out
loud how Jeff could possibly be his son."  David added.  I filed this info
away, I had a feeling it was important.

"Anyway I wanted to do something to make him feel better about himself and
give him some confidence.  Next time we play war games can we set it up so
he's the hero?"

"How do you want to do that?" Arnold asked.

"Let him take out you and David, I'll guard our flag and let Grimwald
capture our flag.  That way you guys win, but Jeff can be the hero and I'll
be the goat.  Hopefully it will help his self esteem."

"Yeah, we'll help out.  When do you think he will be well enough to play?"

"Doc says that he is physically fine now.  How about the day after
tomorrow?"

"That will work fine."

"I'm not gonna tell my brothers so they can be impressed by Jeff.  Thanks
you guys.  Well I need to head home."

I rode my bike home, went up to Jeff's room and knocked at the door.  I
could hear the theme music from Super Mario playing in the background, but
Jeff didn't answer right away.  I knocked again and he finally answered,
"Who's there?"

"It's me, Fenrir."  He didn't answer.  "Come on Jeff, I'd like to talk to
you."  I heard him pause the game and walk over to the door.  He opened the
door and stood there looking at me.

"What do you want?"  He replied with a distressed look on his face.  It was
obvious that he still didn't like me or trust me, and to be honest I really
couldn't blame him.

"You don't have to let me in; I'm not your boss.  But I truly am sorry for
how I acted and I would like to be your friend.  Besides it isn't good to
be alone all the time, you can use a little company."

"I guess you can come in."  He said turning his back on me and walking back
to the bed.  He crawled back up on it and lay on his stomach, picked up the
controller and started the game again.  I walked in behind him and lay down
on the bed next to him.  He played for a few minutes and got killed by a
Koopa Troopa.  "Damn, he always gets me!"

"Here let me show you how to get past him."  He handed me the controller
and I quickly worked my way through it until I got back to that point.
"Jump on him, and then you can kick him and let him kill everything in
front of you."  I said as I did just that, until he hit a block and came
back at me.  I jumped him and let him travel off the screen.  I paused the
game again and gave the controller back to Jeff.

"Wow that was neat."  He said excitedly, then like a switch going off he
said embarrassed, "I guess you think I'm pretty stupid not to have been
able to figure it out myself, huh?"

"No I don't think you are stupid.  You've just never been exposed to this
kind of stuff.  You will figure it out soon enough.  In fact you are doing
really good for someone just caught out of the wild."  I said as I draped
my arm across his shoulder as a gesture of friendship.  He froze at first
when I touched him, then he slowly relaxed.  He unpaused the game and using
what I had shown him he was finally able to get past that stage.  I
continued to give him pointers as he played so he was finally making
progress in the game.

Just then Daddy stuck his head in the door and said, "Jeff dinner is..."
and did a double take when he saw me with my arm around Jeff.  "I'm sorry
to interrupt but dinner is ready."  He pulled his head out of the door and
closed it.  Jeff paused the game and we went down stairs to eat.  We had
fried chicken with mashed potatoes and corn for dinner.  After dinner we
all went into the living room to watch TV.  Jeff sat down in the small
couch in the corner and I sat down next to him.  He was still a little
suspicious of me, so after a few minutes I lay down on the couch with my
head on his lap.  He wasn't sure what to do but soon was rubbing my ears
like he would a regular dog.  I wasn't complaining, it felt really good so
I rubbed my muzzle against his lap.  To my surprise he started getting hard
so I did it even more.  Hey, just because I'm trying to be nice doesn't
change the fact that I can be a little shit at times.  I kept expecting it
to get bigger, but I finally realized that he was fully erect.  It was hard
to believe that a penis could be that small.  I knew that humans were on
the average smaller than Sheps although some of them had fairly large
members.  But Jeff was just tiny.  Hell I hadn't gone through puberty yet
and I was already bigger than that.  I could imagine that being THAT small
would be an ego buster, especially if your Dad was a "real man's man" as
David put it.

I rolled over on my back, exposing my chest and belly to Jeff, and smiled
up at him.  He smiled back at me and ran his fingers through my chest fur.
It felt really good, and the stimulation was making me hard.  He was
watching the movie and absently rubbing my chest and worked his way down to
my belly and was soon giving me a nice belly rub.  Of course my left leg
started to twitch, which made Jeff rub more vigorously, which made my leg
start to really kick.  Jeff giggled and intensified my belly rub until his
hand hit my boner.  He pulled his hand away like I had bitten him.

"I'm sorry Fenrir.  I didn't mean to touch you there."

"It's OK Jeff.  Don't be so uptight.  It probably would have felt really
good."  I said and I winked at him.  He blushed really hard.  Soon the
movie was over and it was time to go to bed.  We all said our good nights
and went to our separate rooms, but I couldn't help but feel that I had
made real progress with Jeff.

Mommy woke us up in the morning for breakfast.  I got up and hurried down
to the kitchen table.  Daddy was already there.  I asked, "Daddy, can we
get a bike for Jeff so he can go places with us?"

"I doubt he knows how to ride a bike, they didn't have them in the
wilderness where he lived."

"Well David knows how to ride one, and if David can learn to ride I'm sure
I can teach Jeff to ride."

"OK.  I'll have one delivered this morning."

"Good, that way he will be able to come with us when we play war games.
Get him a 24 inch bike; I think a 26" will be too big."

My brothers were soon in the kitchen, and finally Jeff made it downstairs.
It took him longer since he had to put clothes on.  We had steak and eggs
for breakfast, Daddy's favorite.  There was still kind of an awkward
silence between Jeff and Daddy.  Mom tried to be more pleasant toward him,
but it was just a polite acceptance, they had not really warmed up to each
other.  Daddy got up, kissed Mommy on the cheek and said, "I have to go
over to Wodens' place and catch up on what I missed while I was at the
hospital all these days."  He went out the door without saying another
word.

After breakfast we got out a couple of basketballs, I told my brothers that
I would meet them at the court.  Jeff was heading back to his room but I
headed him off.  "Why don't you come play basketball with us."

He looked at me like I was Cerberus, and replied, "Yeah right, so you guys
can run circles around me and make fun of me."

"Jeff, I told you I was sorry.  I promise I won't make fun of you again.
We will teach you how to play."  I hugged him and buried my muzzle in his
chest.  "Come on."  I pleaded.

"OK... "  He said reluctantly and turned to follow me down to the court.
My brothers and I spent the next two hours explaining the basics of the
game, teaching him to dribble, pass the ball and the strategy of the game.
Unfortunately even for a human he wasn't built for basketball, but by the
end he was starting to enjoy the game.  He had a bit of difficulty shooting
straight on, either a set shot or a jump shot.  He just couldn't aim very
well.  He was left handed and I asked him which of his eyes was dominant.

"What do you mean?"

"One of your eyes is dominant and that is the one you really see out of the
other just gives you depth perception.  Here let me show you how to test
for your dominant eye.  Make a circle with your thumb and forefinger and
hold it at arm's length."  I demonstrated.  "Keep both eyes and focus on
that flower over there."  He followed my instructions.  "Now close your
right eye."  He did.  "Can you still see the flower in the circle with your
left eye?"

"No, I'm seeing something way over to the right."

"OK, now open both eyes again and focus on the flower.  Then close your
left eye."  He closed his left eye.  "Can you see it out of your right
eye?"

"Yeah, the flower is right in the center of the circle still."

"That is why you are having trouble shooting, you are left handed and right
eye dominant.  Why don't we try teaching you a hook shot, that way you will
be lining the shot up with your right eye and your aim won't be distorted
because your shot and your dominant eye will be in the same plane?"

"What is a hook shot?"

I demonstrated a hook shot for him.  "The other advantage of a hook shot is
that it will be easier to shoot with your small hands.  It is a smooth
sweeping motion where you can just roll it off of your finger tips."  I
walked him through it a couple of times and then let him try it.  He made
it on the third try.  "Good job!  Try it again."  He came close on the next
shot then made the following one.

"This is a lot better for me."  He said with a big grin on his face.  I
then started showing him the proper footwork for the shot.

"You need to get a good rhythm for the shot.  Another thing good about the
shot is that it keeps your body between the defender and the ball so it is
harder to block."  Soon he was making the shot consistently and he was
starting to gain confidence.  After he got tired of working on the shot, my
brothers and I taught him the proper positioning for playing defense and
how to use his strength and wide body to box out to get rebounds.  I was
surprised how hard he worked at getting better now that someone was
actually teaching him.  More like a Shep than one of the useless Collective
Bred Humans (or CBHs as we call them for short).

We continued practicing until we saw a delivery van pull up to the house.
"That must be your new bike Jeff."

"What new bike?"

"I had Daddy order a new bike for you so you can come with us when we go
places."

"But I don't know how to ride a bike."

"Arnold taught David how to ride in a couple of hours."  I informed him.

"Well that was David, and we all know how special he is." He replied with a
bit of venom and sarcasm.

"Well if Arnold could teach David, I'll have no trouble teaching you.
You're not a dummy."

"Oh, I'm not?  If I remember correctly you used to make sure you reminded
me of how stupid and inadequate I was on a regular basis.  What made you
change your mind?"  He added with a chuckle, he was starting to loosen up
some.

"Hey, I'm just a dumb young pup; I can learn things and change my mind."  I
said as we ran up to the house to see the new bike.  Mom was signing for
the bike when we got there.

She handed the clipboard back to the delivery human, who was just about
groveling before her, his eyes cast downward desperately avoiding eye
contact.  She said "Thank you for getting it here so quickly."  Then she
handed him a twenty and added, "This is for you, not for your owner.  I've
already paid him for the bike."

At this point the stupid CBH did grovel.  "Thank you Ma'am!" he said as he
put the twenty in his pocket still not making eye contact.  It was a
frustrating thing about the CBHs, they wouldn't make eye contact with you.
If you held their faces up and looked them in the eye it would almost put
them in a panic.  If a Shep wouldn't make eye contact with you, you knew
they were hiding something.  At least the ferals didn't have this problem,
all of them had no trouble looking you in the eye, whether the look was one
of adoration or defiance.  They still had pride and self respect.  "OK
Jeff, here's your new bike."

"I'll teach him how to ride it Mommy.  We can practice in the driveway
where there is no traffic."  I chimed in.  Our driveway was about a quarter
of a mile long so there was plenty of room to ride.  "Let me show you how
to do it first."  I mounted the bike which was a little large for me but
not too big and pushed off to get some forward momentum, explaining things
as I went along.  I rode for about 50 yards then turned around and stopped
in front of Jeff.  "OK, it's your turn."  I said handing the bike to Jeff.

"Don't laugh at me when I fall!"  Jeff said half jokingly but with a little
bit of a pleading in his voice.  I think he was embarrassed that we were
just young pups and we could already ride and he couldn't.  At least now I
realized how sensitive and insecure he was.  He mounted up on the bike and
I went over beside him and steadied the bike.  He started to pedal slowly
and he was having a hard time balancing.

"If you pedal faster your forward momentum makes it easier to balance."  I
advised.  He pedaled a little faster and he was staying up with less help
from me. I ran beside him and soon I let go of the bike.  He pedaled for
about 20 yards before he fell off.  He skinned his knee a little but
nothing more serious than that.  "Don't worry, we all fell plenty of times
when we were learning.  You're picking it up fine."  I said truthfully but
also to reassure Jeff that he was doing all right.

"Thanks.  My dad would have made fun of me if I made a mistake like that."
I definitely needed to find an opening to discuss his dad, obviously he had
some serious baggage with his dad.  He got back on and when I went to
steady him he said, "No.  Let me try it myself."  He fell almost
immediately but got back up with a look of determination on his face and
tried again. After about the 5th fall he started to get the hang of it and
made it all the way to the end of the driveway, made a shaky U-turn and
pedaled all the way back without falling.  My brothers and I all hooted and
hollered when he made it back.  You could see a look of pride on his face.

"Great job Jeff!  You are picking it up quick.  See I told you you could do
it."

"Can we go riding somewhere after lunch?"  Jeff asked.

"Sure.  We can go down to the war games field so you can get familiar with
it."

"What do I need to get familiar with it for?"

"Cuz were gonna kick Arnold and his brothers asses in war games tomorrow."

"I don't know if I wanna go."  What little confidence Jeff had been
building seemed to evaporate instantly.  I had a feeling it was because he
was intimidated by the fact that we would be competing against David and
from what I had been able to piece together, he had always come out on the
short end of the stick in those situations.

"Oh, come on, it will be fun."  I added putting my arm around him.
"Besides it's only a game.  It will be fun."

"OK.  I guess I'll come..."

Jeff continued to practice riding until Mommy called us in for lunch.  As
we were heading for the house Daddy's limo pulled up.  The driver, a Shep
named James, got out and opened the back door for Daddy.  We all (except
for Jeff) ran up to Daddy.  I got there first and jumped into his arms.  He
caught me in midair, hugged me and kissed me on the forehead.

"So what have you boys been doing today?" He asked as he put me down and
hugged my brothers in turn.

"We were teaching Jeff to play basketball and to ride a bike."

"So how did you do Jeff?"  Daddy asked as Jeff finally strolled up.

"OK, I guess..."  Jeff replied uncertainly with a bit of embarrassment it
seemed.

"Don't be so modest Jeff.  He did great Daddy.  I'm teaching him to shoot a
hook shot."

Daddy hugged Jeff uncertainly.  You could tell that they both wanted to do
more but were unsure of what the other wanted.  It was actually painful to
watch.  They separated and both looked down at the ground instead of at
each other.

"He is left handed and right eye dominant so that should help him shoot
better."

"Good thinking Fenrir, did you have fun Jeff?"

"Yes Sir."  Jeff replied uncomfortably.  It was obvious that Jeff was
unsure how to address Daddy.

"I told you that you can call me Loki for now.  You are just a guest here
until you figure out what you want."

"After lunch we are going to ride our bikes over to the field where we play
war games and show Jeff around so he will be familiar with it when we play
against Arnold and his brothers tomorrow."  I continued.

Daddy pulled me aside out of earshot and said, "I don't think that's a good
idea."

"Why?"

"Because David will be there and in Jeff's fragile state of mind I don't
think he can handle getting beaten by David again."

"Who says he is going to get beaten by David?"  I countered.  He looked at
me with a "get serious" look.  And I continued, "Besides it's only a
game". And headed back toward Jeff and my brothers.

We went into the house and had lunch.  Mom made us corn dogs and potato
chips.  We went out to the garage and went to the cabinet with the
paintball guns in it.  I asked Jeff , "Have you ever shot a rifle before?"

"Yeah.  My dad taught me when I was little.  He was great with a rifle.  I
worked really hard at it and I was pretty good, but not as good as he was.
But he was proud of me until David came along and could out shoot me.  Then
he said I disgusted him.  He understood that he couldn't expect me to be
better than him, but he thought that it was pathetic that I couldn't even
beat a 'fucking orphan'."

Wow his dad was really a dick.  From watching him work his ass off learning
how to play basketball and ride a bike I knew how hard he worked to get as
good at things as his limited talent would let him.  His dad should have
been really proud of him instead of putting him down all the time.  "I'm
sorry you had to go through that Jeff.  But your dad sounds like a real
douche bag."

"He could be tough, but he was a real man's man and he felt that his son
should be too.  I let him down so often.  I could never live up to his
standards and I could never even beat David."

"It should have been enough that you were his son."  I spat in disgust.  I
realized that as awful as I had been to Jeff, I had not contributed nearly
as much to his suicide attempt as that sadistic macho asshole that he
called a father had.  That still didn't absolve me of my part in it though,
it just made me more determined to try to help Jeff.

We all slung the rifles over our shoulders and mounted our bikes.  We went
slower than our usual breakneck speed since Jeff was still unsure of
himself on a bike, but he made it the whole way without falling.  He was
doing really well.  When we got there we scouted the course and decided
where we would make our base the next day.  Then we started putting
together a battle plan.  Finally we got our guns out and started
practicing.  Jeff wasn't half bad, it was a shame he had been held to some
impossibly high standard.  Not only did I pity him now, but I also had
gained a lot of respect for how hard he worked and made the most of his
abilities.  Especially since he had been dealt a pretty weak hand by fate.

When we got home we decided that would take a swim since it was a really
hot day.  Before we got into the pool of course we had to shower up in the
bath house at the pool.  This would also give me a chance to satisfy my
curiosity on what a human's equipment looked like.  We all piled into the
shower except for Jeff who was a little shy about taking his clothes off.
"Come on Jeff get showered up so we can go in the pool."  Odo called
impatiently.

"Can't I wait until you're done?"

"Why?"  Baldwin asked.

He turned red and replied, "Cuz I'll have to take my clothes off."

"So it will be cool, we've never really seen a human naked."  Adelwolf
chimed in.

"Come on Jeff, you see us naked all the time.  It's not fair that we don't
get to see you."  I chided.

Jeff turned a bright red, then said "OK" and started stripping.  He took
his shirt off first, he had a handsome upper body with a big chest and arms
with very little fat.  More reluctantly he dropped his shorts.  You could
really see his muscular thighs then.  Even more reluctantly he dropped his
briefs, and we involuntarily gasped.

"Are all humans that small?"  Baldwin asked with curiosity.

"Does it get a LOT bigger when you get excited?"  Odo inquired before I
could shut him up, I knew he didn't have much there so it wasn't a big
surprise to me, but it had caught the others off guard.  Even so I was
somewhat surprised when I saw how small it really was.  Soft, you could
barely see it in his pubic hair.

"Guys cut it out!  I'm sorry Jeff, we just really didn't know what to
expect.  Besides we care about you, not how big your dick is."

"It's kinda embarrassing.  I've not seen any other humans hard, well except
David, but a lot of the ones I've seen when we've pissed in the woods are
bigger than I am when they are soft."  He said with his eyes to the ground.
"But I could do most things better than they could!"  He said defiantly.

I went to him and hugged him around the waist.  "Jeff, dick size doesn't
determine how much of a 'man' you are.  How much heart you have and how
hard you work to be the best you can be is what makes you a 'man'.  You've
really impressed me today."  He didn't say anything, but he hugged me back.

We started to shower, us pups had our backs to the shower and were facing
in where we could see each other, but Jeff was shyly facing the wall as he
showered.  I took advantage of that and walked up behind him as he was
shampooing his hair.  I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him.
He jumped and said, "Hey!  What the hell is going on!"

"Just relax."  I said calmly as I ran my hands up and down his flat hard
stomach.  He had a much better body than any of the CBHs.  I could
understand why Daddy found him attractive.  "Were just curious, we wanna
see how you're different from us."

"Why?  So you can make fun of how small I am?"  He said.  I could feel his
well developed muscles tensing up under my hands.

"No, we're just curious.  I'll show you mine if you show me yours."  I said
giggling at the cliché, as I ran my hands further down his abs.

"That won't work!  I'm already VERY familiar with Shep anatomy and on a
much LARGER scale than you."  Jeff replied with a smirk in his voice.  He
was starting to loosen up.

"Oh, look who's using the size put down now."  I said pretending to have
hurt feelings..

"I'm sorry.  That wasn't fair, you're only pups."

"Gotcha!"  I said laughing; as my hand slipped down to grasp his manhood,
giving my gotcha a double meaning. To my surprise he was already pretty
hard from my caresses.  I figured he was pretty horny since he hadn't been
with Daddy since before the suicide attempt.

"Hey!  Aren't you too young to be doing that?  I don't want to give your
dad a reason to be pissed at me."  Jeff said as I slid my paw down his
shaft.

"Why would he be upset, we've jacked Daddy off plenty of times?  How are we
supposed to learn if we don't experiment?  It's not like we're screwing
each other."  I went on as I continued to stroke his manhood, which was now
hard as a steel rod.  "So why don't you turn around so we can all see how
it works."  Jeff sheepishly turned around so we could all see.

"Why doesn't your sheath retract all the way?"  Odo inquired.  He was
stroking his dick like all of my brothers were.  We weren't old enough to
squirt yet, but we could still knot up and have a dry orgasm.

"Humans don't have a sheath, we just have a foreskin.  Unless you were a
member of the collective, they removed the foreskins of the sheeple."  Jeff
spat the last word in disgust.  We could see the "foreskin" expose then
cover his dickhead as I stroked it between my thumb and two fingers.  If I
would have used my whole hand we wouldn't have been able to see anything
except my hand.  Soon Jeff started to leak precum as Daddy told us it was
called.  He moaned involuntarily as I increased the speed of my stroking.
I was tempted to take him into my muzzle except that I think all of us
wanted to be able to see him cum.  Soon my hand was a blur as I stroked him
more urgently knowing that he was on the brink of cumming.

"Aaaarrghhhh!!!" he cried out as his little balls jumped up to the base of
his cock and he spurted 4 streams of cum into the air.  It wasn't very
much, just about what you would expect all things considered.


I looked up to see all three of my brothers gripping their knots, their
eyes glassy as they rode out their dry orgasms.  Some of Jeff's spunk had
run down his shaft and onto my paw.  I lifted my paw to my mouth and tasted
human spunk for the first time.  It had a different taste than Daddy's.
Daddy tasted good but there was something special in a human's spew that
had you craving more.  I licked up the cum that had splattered on his
chest, the rest had floated down the drain.  What a waste.

"Wow!  That was awesome Jeff."  Baldwin said as he patted Jeff on the back.

"Yeah, we were wrong about you.  You're pretty cool."  Adelwolf chimed in
as he came over and hugged Jeff.  Jeff smile was bigger than any smile I
had ever seen on him.  He was finally starting to fit in.

We went out to the pool and all us pups ran, whooped and cannonballed into
the deep end.  When we came up we saw Jeff standing poolside.  "Come on in
Jeff!" I called out.

"That looks awful deep."

"So?  You can swim can't you?"  Odo asked.

"Actually I usually sink like a stone."  Jeff added sheepishly.  This made
sense since he was so muscular with no fat, he would have no buoyancy since
muscle is heavier than water.

"Then go in on the steps on the end over there.  It is only 3 and a half
feet deep over there and it gradually gets deeper until you get over here
where it is 12 feet deep at the diving end."  Jeff tentatively waded in and
I swam over to him.  I guess trying to teach him to swim would be a goal
for another day.

We hung out in the pool for a half hour or so until mom called us for
dinner.  We rinsed off under the shower, then while Jeff toweled off, we
got into the high speed driers.  Even so Jeff was already dried and dressed
by the time we were dry.  We made our way into the dining room and Mommy
already had our dinner on the table, which was great since we were all
really hungry after exploring the war games field, riding bikes and
swimming.  Today it was fried bluegill and mac and cheese for dinner.
Mommy made the best mac and cheese.  We all came into the room boisterous,
including Jeff for a change.  He seem to have forgotten about the past for
a while and was living in the present (at least for the moment) and was
enjoying it.

"Well, you all look like you have been having fun today."  Said Daddy with
a smile, his eyes mostly on Jeff.

"It's the most fun I've had since I've been here Loki."  Jeff said
cheerfully.  He realized as soon as he said it that it came out wrong.  You
could tell that the comment cut Daddy like a knife, his pet had had the
best day so far and he had not been a part of it.  You could also see
Mommy's hackles rise when she heard Jeff call Daddy Loki instead of Master.
She was always so defensive about us and Daddy.  "I'm sorry Loki, it wasn't
meant to be hurtful." He said in a subdued voice as his eyes turned to the
ground.

"No need to be sorry, Jeff.  I'm really glad you and the boys are getting
along better.  It just kinda caught me off guard."

I decided I needed to steer the conversation back to more cheerful ground.
"We had a great time today Daddy.  Jeff is doing really well at all the
things we are teaching him.  He's not like a CBH at all!"  I said as I gave
Jeff a hug before we sat down at the table.  He sat down next to me.  I
think that Daddy was disappointed that Jeff didn't sit beside him.

During dinner we talked about all the stuff we did during the day.  I made
sure I mentioned all the things Jeff did well.  I could tell Daddy was in
emotional turmoil.  He was happy Jeff was starting to fit in with the
family, he was sad about being the odd man out and he was missing being
with Jeff.  I felt bad for him, I know he really loves Jeff and this
distance is tearing him apart.

After dinner we went into the living room to watch a movie and Daddy made
sure he got to sit by Jeff.  During the movie I kept my eye on them.  About
10 minutes into the movie Daddy shyly put his arm around Jeff like a pup on
his first date.  At first Jeff tensed up, but after a few minutes he sighed
and leaned into Daddy.  It was obvious they both missed each other, I just
wasn't sure if Jeff was ready to be Daddy's pet again.  Soon Jeff wasn't
paying attention to the movie but was rubbing his head into Daddy's chest,
you could see a tent in his shorts.  Daddy's sheath was completely swollen
too.  The movie ended and Daddy said, "I've missed being with you Jeff." As
he ran his fingers through Jeff's crew cut.

"I've missed being with you too Loki."  Daddy winced at his name because he
knew it was a signal that Jeff wasn't ready to go back to being his pet.

"Goodnight Jeff."  Daddy said then he kissed all of us boys and went to his
room.  I felt terrible for both of them because it was so obvious they
belonged together.  And with that we all went to our rooms for the night.