Dax Dogtective and his new found soul mate, Wayne Brady, went out for a day of shopping. They went to the mall, and went to Jurney's to by Wayne Brady some new Chuck Taylor Convers. He got black ones that went up to his squirrel thighs and he bought purple laces. Dax helped him put them on in the fitting room, sliding them all the way up his legs, until he was staring headlong in to Wayne Brady's crotch. His chocolate buldge was bouncing and swaying as his arms flailed with excitement. He loved his new shoes.
"I love your new shoes Wayne Brady" Dax said, just then a song came on over the mall loudspeakers. "The only one for me is you" by mcr started playing, Wayne Brady had loved them in his youth. They made eye contact, and Dax just knew he had to lean in for a quick kiss. His mouth met Wayne Brady's soft cushion lips, and squirrel and Dog were united in a passionate lip lock.
"Can this be our song Daxxie?" Wayne Brady said. And right there in that fitting room, with Wayne Brady in his thigh high lace up converse, and dax in his skintight mesh body suit, they claimed that song as their own, with lip smacks, gentle licks, and long strokes.
There next stop was Hot Topic where Daxxxy boy wanted to buy himself a new A Day To Remember t-shirt. While they were shopping, Dax was slipping on t-shirts over his mesh suit. And as Wayne Brady was watching his eyes kept getting drawn more and more to Dax's long, firm nipples. It seemed like they kept getting harder, almost like they were watching him back. "See something you like, Wayne Brady?" Dax said playfully, ending with a wink.
"Uhh, um" Wayne Brady stutters embarrassingly.
"These skittles are in need of a squeeze," says Dax playfully still. They snuck off into the fitting room and Wayne Brady felt up all 12 of Dax's hard nips.
"I hope your cereals stay crunchy, Dax, once they are sitting in my milk." Wayne hadn't had this much sex since his days in piloting school. But even then he wasn't flying this high.
"I love chocolate milk," Dax moaned while gargling Wayne Brady's passion, trying so hard not to make too much noise. Wayne Brady on the other hand had a hard time keeping his moans silent.
Wayne Brady hadn't had sex for years before Dax, in fact, he had been a virgin. "Dax Dogtective, you are my first" he moaned. Dax looked up at his love with wonder in his eyes.
"Oh Wayne Brady" he said with adoration in his voice. Suddenly their coupling had taken on a new meaning. Dax doubled down on Wayne Brady's third ball with renewed passion. He had never been somebodies first before and he loved it. Wayne Brady was all his, a fresh and pure snow only he could eat. And boy, what a snow harvest.
Just then, a voice cut through Dax's personal chocolate winter wonderland. "Are you still good in there?" a sultry shopping attendant asked through the door. Dax almost came and had to gulp down his pleasure to avoid moaning audibly.
Wayne Brady had to quickly answer with "Might need a size up in these trousers" To avoid suspicion.
"Okay, you have been in there twenty (20) whole minutes" then they heard her walk away.
That's when Dax took things to a whole new level. A probing finger was thrust up Wayne Brady's chocolate squirrel hole and suddenly cum was everywhere. It came from both squirrel and dog and mixed into a love potion on the floor of the hot topic.
The fitting room was a sobbing mess of emotion and satisfaction. As was their whole day. It was built on impulsive decision after an impulsive grasp for love. The troubles of their past lay there forgotten, on the floor of that Hot Topic fitting room.
They finally made it to the furniture after a wonderful shopping spree full of clothes (and unclothing). "Know what kind of bed you want to replace your fold-out, Wayne Brady?" asked Dax in a brash but precautionsly sexy voice. "One that bounces, or one that pulls out, or-"
"Dax." Wayne interrupted in excitement. A bedframe shaped like an aerospace vehicle sit displayed on the showroom floor at the Ikea. "Look at the size of that cockpit!" shivered Whyan Brady as his knees quacked and his hands quaked and shrilled. He was shivering with need at the site of this bed, aerospace vehicles were his life, he even wore one around a cord on his neck to always remember.
After loading into the trunk of Dax's suv, they took Wayned Brads plane bed home for the winter. They could hibernet and snuggle all weekend long, while binge watching St. Elsewhere.
"I know it's all the autistic kid's seizer dream, but it all seems so real." Moaned wayne brandle.
"I know, my coco nutty." Creamed dax.