Urges, we all have them, we all give into them from time to time. But for Stewie, unlike most urges, we can refuse, Stewie cannot. All of his little gestures towards his family dog, Brian, were all ignored or pushed away. Stewie couldn't help himself anymore. He needed Brian to understand how strongly he feels about him. This was no longer an urge, it was like something he HAS to do. Not do or die, has to. He just had to...

"Bri-an!" Stewie called in his whiney voice

"Yeah Stewie?" Brian called back.

"Come he-re!"

"Uh, Okay." Brian deleted his Porn-Hub riddled search history and walked upstairs. He looked in the doorway of Stewie's room. He didn't see anything. He walked in and looked around, "Stewie?"

Stewie jumped out from behind the door with a chloroform treated rag and smothered Brian's snout in it. Brian was about to elbow Stewie, but Stewie knew Brian would try and get away from him. He pulled a switch blade from his pocket and flipped it open, "Don't fight it, it'll only take five minutes. Brian instantly gave in. He got on his knees, "Don't- don't… kill me…" Brain pleaded.

"Oh, no, Bri, I'm doing something much better."

"No, don't… Hurt me…"

"No, I'll do quite the opposite, don't worry."

As Brian began to become weak and began to lose conscience, Stewie rubbed one of Brian's ears. As Brian was just about to go Stewie whispered "I love you."

Brian woke up to find himself curled up in the corner of Stewie's room. He looked around, dazed and confused, with a slight headache. He couldn't remember much of what happened before he was put to sleep, but he did remember Stewie having something to do with it. He looked behind him, expecting to see just wall, saw Stewie. Brian jumped and tried scurry away. Stewie grabbed him by the scruff on the back of his neck, "Where are you going?" Stewie pushed Brian back into the corner. Brian pushed Stewie away, "and what's stopping me from-"

Stewie showed off a bit of a switch blade he has in his pocket. He put it back away.

He walked around in front of Brian. He got on his hands and knees, smiling passionately at Brian. Brian backed against the wall, "Uh, what are you doing?"

Stewie did not respond. He crawled closer towards Brian, and out his finger over Brian's mouth, "Shush."

Brian had no clue what was going on. He knew Stewie was a little off, but not this much. Stewie grabbed one of Brian's ears, and fondled it. He looked Brian in the ear, "Bri, I want to tell you something…"

"Wha- what? You can tell me."

"I… I… I love you…"

Brian's eyes widened, "What? Oh, no, Stewie… I- I- I'm a dog…"

"Oh I don't care, I still do."

Brian was speechless. "No, you can't love me. I won't even live that long and-"

"No, no, I can change your mind, I know I can." Stewie closed his eyes and went to kiss Brian. Brian let him, now that he knows how Stewie actually loves him. Stewie started getting into it. Brian went to push Stewie off, then he saw Stewie's hand on the blade and let him continue. Brian knows how violent Stewie can get when he doesn't get what he wants. Stewie was really into it. He opened his eyes for a moment, and saw Brian wasn't enjoying it very much. Brian avoided making eye contact with him. Stewie was upset by this. He then reached down. He touched Brian's balls. Brian pushed Stewie away, disturbed. Stewie almost shouted at Brian. He then thought of how he would do this. Then a smile struck across his face. He reached over to the side and got some rope. Brian was just about to run if Stewie didn't have that knife. Stewie pushed Brian over on to his back and tied up his front paws. He flipped him back over and pushed him over into the corner, "There is no one here, all on vacation in New York city for a few days." He cupped Brian's balls in his hands, "So feel free to moan as loud as you please." Stewie looked Brian in the eye, "Relax."

Brian started thinking Stewie was crazy. As soon as Stewie started fondling him he started to relax. "Oh…" Brian said.

Stewie smiled, Maybe this will change his mind… Stewie thought. He played with Brian and watched his member start to slip out and turn hard. He too was getting a hard-on. Stewie looked and watched Brian's face as he moved on to Brian's fully hard dick. Still cradling Brian's testicles in his left hand, with nothing but passion, he started stroking. Brian hung his head back and closed his eyes. He was clearly enjoying it now. He dug his claws into the red-brown carpet and started panting a little. Stewie watched in joy as Brian was enjoying his treat. He continued. Stewie was somehow so perfect, despite only being a year old, Brian grasped the carpet so tightly he started pulling it apart. Stewie looked down and saw pre-cum on the end of Brian's penis. He started pushing it down, making Stewie's hand glide with ease. "Ooooh…" Brian moaned softly.

Stewie was so glad Brian was liking it.. He loved watching Brian's face as he stroked. He started stroking faster. Brian moaned and flung his head back. Stewie felt like he was going to burst, but wanted to finish Brian. He started going faster, and faster. Brian started panting heavily and moaning softly. Then Stewie started using both hands on his wet dick. Brian was ready to release, somehow Stewie could tell. He started going slower, edging Brian. Stewie wanted Brian's pleasure to feel as good and last as long as possible. Brian moaned a lot louder now, almost a scream. Stewie was happy to see cum start to exit the end of Brian's member, and hear Brian moan Stewies name. Stewie kept stroking softly. Brian looked at Stewie, "That…That… That... "

"Was amazing?" said Stewie.

They both looked at each other, lovingly.

Brian started to speak, "Stewie, the amount of passion and-"

Stewie stopped him, "Do you love me now?"

"I think I do… I never knew how you felt about me before and-"

"Just shush."

They both kissed.