author's note

A bit nervous right now. As a Packer fan. Aaron Rodgers probably isn't coming back next year. I knew there was drama, but I didn't expect it to be that bad. The NFL Draft was fun, though. Can't wait in general for what happens over the next several years for these rookies. Back to the story. It is way too short to be classified as a "regular story" by any means (this story is only about 2,500 words whereas a regular story is usually 5,000 words or longer). I initially wanted to put this story into my short story collection (it fits the criteria) but it's a little explicit. Involving depictions of...well...blank. No actual "bow-chicka-wow-wow", but I have to play it safe with the ratings system. Anyways, this story is also for a friend. Not saying names. Anyways, enjoy!

paw patrol: all grown up #14: suns out, pups out

written April 24th and 25th, 2021

Early August. It was the dog days of summer for Adventure Bay. Every day over the last week, it has been barely above 90 degrees. The whole town loved the fact that the brutal winter the year before and the unpredictable yet beautiful spring was completely behind them and took to the beaches in droves at the start of June. The summer was an amazing time at first-especially for one of Ryder's own. Zuma loved the summer because of the soothing warm water of the ocean and the fresh, hot sand that greeted his paws with every step that he took. He almost ALWAYS took Sea Patrol duties, because it was his 'sanctuary' at times. But work was still work. And working for the PAW Patrol in the early days of August was a stretch of misery for the fur of any canine. But one week in particular tested two of their top dogs like few others had: Chase and Marshall. The police and fire pups were out two to three times every day, doing the same tasks over and over again to help the town. One night, it all came to a point where Ryder simply felt bad for his two lead pups. It was three in the morning, and there was a small fire in the next town over. It took only a few minutes to put out, but the looks on Chase and Marshall's faces said it all: they needed a break. For just one day. Ryder approached them after the rescue concluded and knelt next to them.

"Boys...I know how hard you have been working lately. You two have been working your tail off, and you can't catch a break." The boy sympathized.

"I know, right? We don't wanna sound like we have egos, but we NEED at least a day off. Just to relax." Chase replied.

"You two will be granted a day off tomorrow. Do as you please. I'll be headed back to the lookout. I'll see you guys tomorrow." Ryder spoke as he turned on the headlights on his ATV and sped off into the night and back towards town.

"Yo, we got a day off, bro!" Chase cried in relief. The two boys high-pawed each other in celebration.

"So, what do we do tomorrow? Just swim in the ocean?" The dalmatian inquired.

"I have a better idea. How about we just go to the beach and just lie down on the sand? Just let our sore paws relax." Chase sighed, already imagining the soothing rays of the sun and warm sand underneath his fur. This had both of their tails wagging in anticipation.

"You bet we should!" Marshall cheered as they drove off home, headlights lighting the way.

If a heat wave was in the dictionary, that night would have been it. The temperature was 90 degrees, but it was also very humid. The AC was running inside each of the pup houses (Ryder and Rocky helped upgrade them specifically for the season). The whole night, Chase couldn't sleep as the heat inside the home was super warm. He swore that the AC broke on him. Man...if Everest was in my spot, she would have heat stroke by now. He thought as he opened the door to his pup house to feel some fresh air. He simply laid his head to rest on the front entrance, dozing off like a zombie as the sun was just starting to rise. Three hours later, he woke up like a robot, always accustomed to waking up at 7:55 in the morning to wake up his friends. But he had only one pup in mind today: his best friend. He went up and knocked on his pup house door. The door was answered by a familiar fire pup, and like the shepherd in front of him, he had a few bags under his eyes.

"Yo, you wanna head to the beach now? It's better than sleeping in my pup house, that's for sure." Marshall asked drowsily.

"Yeah, dude. I already told Ryder to wake everyone else up." Chase replied. They both decided to walk, and after about five minutes, they made it to the beach. Their brains were fried from their hard work, and as soon as they set a few feet into the sand, both fell on their backs. They both sighed in relief and exhaustion as the hot sand grazed their fur.

"Oh my god, this feels so good." Marshall whispered.

"You said it, dude." Chase replied as the two fist-bumped one another.

"Yep. This is the life. Two dogs casually lying on the beach, nobody else watching us." The fire pup noted. The police dog looked around and was completely surprised. There were not many people even around this hour.

"Well, it is only 8 in the morning." Chase yawned. He literally dropped back down the sand and began to snooze away. Marshall laughed at his friend and began to doze off himself. The sun began to warm and relax their overworked muscles. Within a few minutes after their slumber began, something was slowly beginning to grow on the both of them. On their crotch. Something that would make any girl freeze in their place.

8:30 AM

It was a humid day at the lookout, and there was nothing to do at all. There was nothing on TV, there was nobody to fill up the pool they had with Marshall's absence (Everest tried using his once for a prank and completely backfired, spraying a certain pup with crippling aquaphobia) and nobody in the town needed any assistance whatsoever.

"Hey...you know where Chase and Marsh would be?" Skye asked, already feeling the heat and humidity of the weather.

"You're telling me...I have no idea." Everest panted, feeling like a bag of rocks and sweating like a mad-dog. The cockapoo saw her condition and ran inside the lookout to get a wagon with a few cold bottles of water for her best friend to drink.

"Here you go, girl. Straight from the freezer." Skye said as the husky drank one of the bottles in almost one gulp.

"Thank GOD. Cold water is the best water." Everest replied. She grabbed the wagon handle with her teeth. "You wanna get on the wagon? You don't weigh that much." She suggested to the pilot. Skye wasted no time and jumped into the wagon, sighing in relief as the cold water bottles cooled off her rapidly rising fur temperature. They both made it across the bridge when they saw the boys on the beach. The two male pups were still resting straight on their backs. The two girls were happy to see them, but as they got closer, Skye realized that something on both of them was growing, red, lengthy and really muscular. Both were easily over six inches.

"Oh my god...look…" Skye whispered quietly to her husky friend, who caught the sight as well. The two men were sleeping like rocks, but their red rockets were as long as ever. The girls were just 6 feet away, but saw the details of each of them perfectly.

Chase's rocket was large and wide like a tree, and sported a burgundy-like tint. The veins were very visible to the naked eye. His member was extremely thick and throbbing, his length from knot to tip being 6 and a half inches. The shepherd's sack was also big, large enough to make a lot of healthy and desirable pups for the next generation. Marshall's member was not as wide as Chase's. In fact, it was very skinny. But he had one attribute that separated him from the rest of the male pups: it was monstrously long. Marshall's red rocket was a 7 ½ inch tree branch from knot to tip that was as red as the truck he drove. Like his german shepherd friend, his member had some veins of his own. His sack was an average size, but packed a lot of heat inside.

The two girls were in absolute awe of the sizzling sight. The boys were still resting, as if they had never noticed that their rockets were acting completely on their own. Skye took in the sight of her love and blushed heavily, feeling like she was going to disintegrate into sand. The pilot imagined herself and Chase making love, working together to make waves of passion in bed, his breath on the back of her neck, and feeling him in her throat. It sent her heart racing like never before. Everest, on the other paw, was just as, if not more intently, gazing at her black-and-white "marshmallow". The husky in turn also began to think some dirty thoughts, this time with her mating with Marshall. Just imagining the sense of his massive length inside her, the dally ravishing every inch of her, the moans that they would share and the burning love his tongue possessed drove her body wild. Both Skye and Everest were very aroused, letting their dirty minds go to work. They felt themselves heating up like the insides of the oven as their estrogen levels worked into overdrive. Their tails were wagging to light speed and they felt...wet. Very moist, even. After a few minutes, both girls turned to each other.

"How about we go...mess with them a little. You know...walk up to them and say some...stuff that might... work up their rocket." Skye suggested with a devilish smile.

"You know it." The husky replied eagerly. The two then strutted to their boyfriends, and Skye was the first to make a move. She sat right next to Chase, and her heart was racing as she saw her length up close.

"Hey, Chasey-wasey." She spoke in an angel-like tone. Chase heard her and smiled, still eyes closed as if he was in a dream.

"Hey babe...what's up?" Chase drowsily answered.

"Anyone ever told you that you look so hot when you lie on your back?" The cockapoo asked flirtatiously.

"Nobody but you." Chase mumbled, getting a giggle from his girl in response. Everest took this chance and followed Skye's example.

"Hey, Marshy...so, you enjoying the sun out here? Hot and humid, isn't it?" Everest asked happily.

"Not as much as you are." Marshall replied warmly, catching a whiff of her scent yet keeping his eyes closed. Both of the girls were not looking at the guys anymore. They were both staring at their beloveds' pup-makers. Their tongues were salivating with the murky smell from their members. They both wanted to touch it. Just to feel it. Rationality took over, as they were in public, and, well, the girls had no idea how they all would be punished for doing anything "drastic". So, the husky decided to go for something else- his chest. She put her paw on it, soothing his muscles.

"That's a nice water cannon you got there." Everest spoke seductively.

"You mean my truck? It's pretty cool, isn't it?" Marshall laughed, still with his eyes closed. The husky smacked herself in the face with defeat.

"Geez, what kind of gun is that? Is it locked and loaded?" Skye asked provocatively, putting her paw on the shepherd's faintly-visible 4-pack abs.

"It's my secret weapon. I've never used it before." The german shepherd replied with a cocky wink, but still kept his eyes shut. Skye swooned in response. This caused the police pup to make a big mistake: open his eyes. After a few seconds, he realized that his "gun" was loaded. And his girlfriend was right in front of him.

"GAH!" He shouted in surprise, flipping right over like a spatula turning a burger in just milliseconds. The shepherd's face was red in embarrassment. "How long were you there for?!" The police dog asked, bewildered about the whole thing.

"About a few minutes?" Skye muttered with a kind shrug. At the same time, Marshall began to open his eyes.

"Hey, Chase, what's going on?" He asked in confusion. He turned to his right, which had his girlfriend giving him a very suggestive wink. He then looked in front of him, and there was his red water cannon, ready for action. "WOAH, GOD!" Marshall shouted, flipping over like a gymnast.

"Dude! Did you get erect when you're sleeping?" Chase asked him.

"I think I did? I don't know how?" Marshall asked back, still confused about it all. It then all made sense to them: something that only guys would understand.

"DUDE! WE BOTH GOT THE WOOD!" Both of the male pups exclaimed in unison and clarity. They both groaned in disappointment that it came up-at the worst possible time-and their girlfriends caught them.

"How did we get it at the same time?!" Chase pondered aloud.

"I have NO IDEA!" Marshall replied back to his german shepherd friend.

"Well, you boys were very happy to get our scent, weren't you?" Skye asked them both.

"Well, not exactly." Marshall answered calmly.

"You mean you guys weren't thinking about us or turned on by us in your sleep?" Everest inquired with her head tilted a little funny.

"Well, no," Marshall replied blankly. "As a doctor, I can confirm that what you saw is a thing that happens in guys all the time in puberty. It's called 'morning wood'. It happens when a guy's red rocket gets aroused for no apparent reason. And you caught the both of us getting it at the same time. It doesn't happen much."

"Well, we'll leave you guys alone. Still, it's kinda sus that you two both had morning wood at once." Everest acknowledged as the two girls started walking away.

"Uhmmmm, you girls were more sus when you both were in heat at the same time a few months ago. Get off of us dudes." Chase spoke sarcastically.

"Oh, shut up!" Skye responded with a laugh. Everyone giggled as the girls went their separate ways.

"Do you think that they REALLY believed us?" Marshall asked his german shepherd friend as their 'red rockets' shrunk back to their normal size.

"I heavily doubt it. Sometimes, girls just believe what they wanna believe. Even when they know it isn't true." Chase remarked.

"I don't know about you, but I feel like going back to sleep. I'm dummy exhausted." Marshall added as he drifted back into slumber after a yawn.

"Yeah...I'm a bit tired too. We should let these rays work on our backs, though. We got enough tan for the chest." The german shepherd spoke as he lay on his belly.

"Oh, yeah, right." The dally agreed as he lied on his stomach. The two began to nap the morning away, uncertain but anxiously excited for the day ahead of them.

THE END