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Hi everyone. This is a story that I had posted a while back, but it got deleted by my idiot roommate so I'm typing it again. I'll try as hard as I can to make it like it was before. And please do not plagiarize this work or any of it's following works. Ok, here's the beginning of my series "Love Lockdown." Hope you enjoy =)

Love Lockdown

Prologue

The main character in this story is a golden retriever named John. John is a medical doctor, age 23, and is a very kind-hearted individual. He is very handsome, at least that's what all the interns at the hospital say. He is muscular, but not too muscular. He is always asked out by girls and nurses in the hospital, but he always has an excuse for them. Well, the only real excuse is that he is gay. John has never come out to anyone before, even though he is already 23. Even though he finds it hard to come out, he figures at some point he will find someone that he will fall in love with and they will help him. We start the story at a party John attends after work. John narrarates the story.

Chapter 1: The Party

I'm not exactly sure where to start. I guess you could say it all started that night at Jenni's party. I had arrived at maybe 9 p.m. and everything was going great until my friend Derrel called me over to the side of the house. He was with a bunch of the other guys from the hospital, and it looked like they were trying to hide something.

"Dude, John, you gotta try this." Derrel said, as he handed me the crack.

"Ummmm......Derrel, I'm not really sure this is for me.." I mumured as I akwardly held the illegal drug.

"Oh, come on, John! You've turned down every girl at the hospital. Don't tell me your gonna turn this down too!"

At this time it didn't really matter what I said after that, because the sops had shown up to the party because of domestic disturbances, and Derrel and the guys had already ran for their lives. I guess you couldn't really blame the cops for tackling me immediately, seeing as I was holding crack in my hands.

When I got to the courtroom, I immediately told the judge that the crack was all mine and noone at the party had anything to do with it. I couldn't just let my friend go to jail, besides, my financial situation was way better than his. Seeing as it was my first offense, I only got 2 months. How fun.

Chapter 2:The Jail

While riding up to the jail in those buses they use to take you there, I noticed a sign right next to it saying "Los Angeles City Jail." Huh, didn't even know we had a jail. As soon as I got to the jail opening, they required me to take a shower usiing disenfectant and pull on those orange jump suits you see in the movies. As I passed the other cells on the way to my own, I got plenty of snickers and comments from the other furries. My jail cell was pretty typical. Two bunkbeds, one bathroom, the only thing really interesting about the cell was the german shepherd sitting on the bottom bunk, only wearing boxers. I decided to be friendly.

"Um, hi. I'm John Smith."

I wasn't really sure what to expect. All he did was look up at me for maybe a second or so, with topaz-yellow eyes, only to turn around and lay in his bed, not saying a word to me. Seeing as how I wouldn't get anything out of him. I just jumped up into my bed and tried my hardest to go to sleep. That was a little easier said than done, though. I don't know why, but I couldn't stop thinking about those firery, golden eyes he stared at me with. I don't know...I felt...something. Oh well, it was probably nothing. Snooz.

Chapter 3: The First Day

When I awoke the next morning, I saw that my cellmate had already gotten up and apparently left the cell. Huh, not exactly sure why I noticed that first. I looked out of my cell to see a guard looking at me.

"First day is free. But tomorrow you will be getting up with the others."

I probably would have preferred that, since when I got to the cafeteria for breakfast, I was the only one getting a tray. I didn't eat much, seeing as most of my food had been stolen anyway. I ended up sitting next to a dalmation that didn't seem like he would try to kill me at first glance, like some of the furries in here.

"Hi. I'm John." I said to him, a little less enthusiastic than I should have been.

"Um..hi. I'm Cole."

I had to ask my question fast, becuase HE was staring at me.

"Um...do you know that guy over there?" I tried to nonchalantly point my head towards the german shepherd's direction.

"Wow. you must be new. That's Tristan. He's one of the baddest, toughest guys in here."

Great. Out of all the furries in this jail, i get the crazy bad one. Our conversation didn't last long after that, becuase after a few more minutes they called us to go outside.

Our "playground" consists of a really bad gym area, two basketball courts, and a couple of benches. I would have gone to the gym equipment, but "Tristan" was over there. I sat with Cole again on the benches, trying to keep a conversation going. It's a good thing Cole's a talker, because I really wasn't into the conversation. To be honest, I was looking at Tristan the whole time. The night before I had noticed that Tristan had a body, but when he did his crunches I could completely see how toned he was. His rock-hard abs, his muscular arms, and his face wasn't too hard on the eyes either. Before I knew it it was time to go in and take showers. Did I really just spend my whole outdoor time hoggling a guy I don't even know? What's come over me?

It felt strange taking a shower. For one, I wasn't even dirty. And two, there were hundreds of other naked furries around me. I tried to pretend to wash myself for a little while, until I suddenly heard a rough voice that was maybe a few inches or maybe a foot away.

"Bend over." It said.

Wow. Is this really happening? I thought this stuff didn't actually exist. I was in shock, and didn' move an inch.

"Bend over. I'm not saying it again."

I eventually got over my shock and used my perefferrels to see how big he was, to see if I maight be able to defend myself. Nope, he's way too big. Even if he wasn't i bet he has friends nearby. I didn't know what to do. Fortunately, I didn't have to do a thing, because it seemed someone got in between me and the rough voice. I felt their backside rub against mine.

"He's mine. Back off"

Even though I didn't know his voice, even though I couldn't see his face, I'm pretty sure I knew who it was.

"O-ok Tristan......it's alright....I-I didn't know.."

Yep. I was correct. Just out of plain curiosity, I turned around a bit to look to see if it was really him. I had never seen his back before, or anything lower than that, but it was very memorable. His back was toned, just like the rest of his body, his thighs sturdy and athletic looking, and his ass......his perfect-looking, round, tight ass......I couldn't help myself. He turned around to me, and I don't think I turned around fast enough. He seemed to be looking over my shoulder.

"Don't get too excited. I'm waiting for tonight."

I was so embarrassed, I could have died. I know he just set me up for a midnight raping, but I couldn't help but feel something different about Tristan.......I don't know. I guess I'll find out tonight.

I was the first to get back to my cell. When we leave the showers they pair us up into "groups" and apparently my gruop was faster than Tristan's. Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, I didn't have to wait long, because after a few minutes of waiting Tristan came through the cell door,getting locked in behind him. I was already in my top bunk, I wasn't sure if he would call me down or come up here himself. He did neither. Instead, he just got into his bed and sounded like he was going asleep. After a few weird minutes, I broke the silence.

"Um.....are you awake?" I said to him.

After hearing a few movements, I heard him speak.

"Ugh.....I am now." He said.

"Not that I want you to or anything, but weren't you planning on....raping me tonight?" That one came out WAY too fast.

"Hehe.....if you haven't figured it out by now, I just said that to keep you from GETTING raped."

"Oh." I said, a little more dissapointing sounded than was deemed neccessary.

After another minute of akward silence, I decided to speak up again.

"So....what are you in for?" I asked.

It took him a little while to answer that one. Finally he said it.

"The truth? I killed someone."

My heart skipped a beat. I mean, I know he was bad and all.....but wow. I didn't expect that at all. Trying my hardest to sound nonchalant about it, I said:

"Hehe. Now I know why everyone thinks of you as the tough guy in here."

"Those idiots don't know a damn thing about me. They make up stories about me because I don't give them any satisfaction. I don't talk to them."

"But, your talking to me." I said.

"Hehe, I know. I wonder why that is."

I guessed the conversation was over, because after he said that it sounded like he shifted his body back to it's original position before I interuppted his sleep. That was the first talk I had with Tristan. I hope it's not the last.

Chapter 4: The Second Day

Just like the guard said, I ended up getting up with all of the furries today. At the cafeteria, no one stole my food or messed with me. I know that was all Tristan's doing. I sat with Cole again today, and this time he brought I friend of his for me to meet. I took a quick glance at him and noticed he was some kind of panther mix, I think his name was Blake, or Drake, or something. Yet again, I wasn't paying attention to anything Cole said today. I was too busy staring at Tristan when I thought he wasn't looking. And just like before, I lost track of the time and went outside without touching my food.

As Cole and Clay were talking, I was watching Tristan do his exercises again.

"You seem to be taking an interest in Tristan, huh?" Cole said to me.

Was it really that noticeable?

"Well, I guess I can't blame you. He did kinda save you in the showers yesterday. And the fact that he's your cellmate too-"

But I didn't hear anything else Cole had said, becuase I just caught Tristan's eye, and he was motioning me to come over to him with his finger.

"Hi." I said blankly.

"You know, if you want to talk to me, all you have to do is say something. You don't have to stare at me all day." Wow. It was that noticeable.

"Oh...yea....sorry.." I murmured.

"No big. Hey you wanna do some exercises? You look like you work out a little."

"Ok." I said. I would probably be stoked about anything Tristan wanted to do with me. After doing a couple of crunches, push-ups, and lifts, I decided to rest with Tristan.

"So, what are you in here for?" He said suddenly. It took me a while to think.

"What? Oh. Ummm...I was caught with illegal drugs."

"You don't look like you smoke."

"Well, to be honest, I was holding them for a friend." Yea, like he'd ever believe that.

"So you went to jail so he wouldn't, is that right?" Wow. He actually believed me.

"Ummm....yea...that pretty much sums it up." I said.

"How much time did you get?" He asked.

"Two months." I answered.

"Hehe. Wish the judge was as easy on me as he was on you. I guess I don't have to tell you how much time I got."

No, he doesn't. And I don't think I could stand to hear it, either.

The rest of the time outside, and I guess the rest of the day, was spent with me and Tristan talking about....well...nothing, really. It was just nice to hear his breathy voice talk to me. I was really looking forward to knowing Tristan a lot better, now that I know he's not as crazy as everyone says he is. I don't know.....I may even be beginning to like him.

Chapter 5:The Showers

The next week in jail was dedicated to getting to know Tristan a whole lot more, and him learn more about me too. I learned that he used to be a painter before he went to jail, he's 24 years old, and likes macaroni and cheese. Of course, those are just random facts I decided to pull out of my head. I could tell you a lot more about him, but I'm not sure it would fit on the page. I also intoduced Cole and Blake(that's his actual name, I found out) to Tristan. Us four had tons of fun together when we could, but I feel me and Tristan were just a little bit closer in friendship than we were to Cole or Blake. The whole jail experiece was going great, until that day in the showers.

"I'm sorry, Tristan. I just can't let you do this anymore."

Everyone turned around, including Tristan, to look at where that rough voice was coming from, adn I soon realized this was the same voice I had heard the first day. He was a doberman, only a little smaller in stature to Tristan. Though he had many other furries behind him, making him look a lot more threatening.

"Tristan, I can't just keep letting you keep that hot piece of meat on the nights. I haven't had fresh prey in a while, and I've already clamed almost everyon hear, exept for you and that mutt of course. I you want to that pet of yours to continue to be your sole property, I suggest you show some authority towards him. Fast." I heardand a couple of the other furries knuckles crack. Tristan seemd to be thinking for a while, and after maybe 30 seconds walked right up to me and quickly turned me around.

"You'll have to be open-minded for a dew minutes, ok?" He whispered in my ear.

I didn't have time to respond before he announced to the doberman, "We're switching places today."

And with that, he quickly grabbed my body gently, and started to kiss me on the muzzle. And it wasn't just a quick little kiss either. It was a huge, wet, tongue kiss that I hoped wouldn't end. He was so passionate about it, and I must say I tried my hardest to do the same. I didn't have much time to think about what was happening, but I quickly realized he was moving his lips now, away from my muzzle and onto my neck, kissing it as lovely as he did my muzzle. Than he went farther down to my chest, than my abs, than my.........

I almost fainted. He didn't have to do anything to it when he got to my dick, because it was already hard from looking at his perfect front. Seeing the rock-hard abs again, and also seeing a new side of him. At first he licked around the base, than eventually got to the tip. And, he began to suck. It felt so good, I had never felt this sensation before. While he gently slid his mouth up and down, up and down, i slowly tilted my head back and groaned a little. He grabbed my balls with one of his free hands while he sucked, which made me even more horny, if that was possible."uugghh.....oohhh yeaaaa........." I just kept moaning. And they grew louder as he got closer to the goal. And than finally, he finished it off by simply using his hand and the cum went everywhere. On his face,his chest, it actually got on me too. After he was done licking the cum off of him, he slowly got up and licked the cum off of me, too. That was my first ever blow job, and you know, I think it may be the best I'll ever get. After kissing me obe more time, He slowly walked over to his own shower head, turned to the shocked and erect doberman and his buddies, and said, "How's that for authority?"

Chapter 6:The Talk

I laid in my bed that night, not sure what to think. I mean, he gave me a blow job. I know the situation called for it....but still.........and it was so passionate too....

"Umm.....John? Are you awake?" Tristan said to me.

"Yea, I'm awake." I answered.

"Could I ask you a question? And please don't get mad at me for asking." He said.

"Sure, Tristan. Anything." I said.

"John........are you........gay?" He said, sounding nervous.

I wasn't really sure what to say. I mean I am....but do I want to tell him that?..............you know........I do. I do want to tell him.

"........yes, Tristan. I'm gay." I said, a little nervous myself now.

"You are?! For real?" Tristan sounded excited now, and i realized he had moved from his bed to my bedside.

"Hehe. Yes, I am Tristan. But please don't think differently of me. I really wanna stay friends with you. And I hope this doesn't affect that." I said.

"Affect it?! It completely affects it!" He sounded almost estatic now.

"Oh, it does? Well, I guess if that's how you feel. I'll try to stay away from you from now on. Sorry." I tried to sound not desperate, but I almost cried while saying those words.

"NONONONONONO!! You don't understand, John!" He was sitting on my bed now, getting closer. "John......I'm gay too!"

I almost fainted again. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It felt like a dream, and if it wad a dream I wish I would never wake up from it. Tristan, the guy I liked, the guy I had come out to first, was gay too. It was too perfect.

We spent the whole night, talking about our feelings towards each other and our feelings in general. I told him I had never been in a gay relationship before, and he told me he had, but he didn't really wanna tlak about it. When we decided it ws time to go to sleep, he asked if I could sleep in his bed tonight. As much as I wanted to make love to him, I fugured I should wait a little while longer. That didn't stop me and him from cuddling each others naked bodies all night, though. I couldn't believe it. I think I may have found the guy. The one that would help me come out, the one that would hold me close. The one I would love.

Ok guys I'm really sleepy imma stop there. Hope you liked the first part of my series "Love Lockdown."