Thursday, 22 July 2010

Excerpt Day – Puppy Love Bk3: Reawakening © Jeff Erno


My two favorite places in the whole world are both in the presence of my Master. I love the security and warmth that I feel cradled in his arms, particularly when I’m lying with my head on his shoulder and my arm draped across his chest. I love the sound of his breathing, the feel of his beating heart. I love the smell of him. When he shifts his body, even slightly, I respond, moving with him to accommodate his comfort. His arm always remains around me, though, and I sense that he craves my dependence upon him as much or more than I crave his protection.

My other favorite place is sitting between my Master’s legs. Of course every sub yearns to kneel and serve their Master, but I’m not now referring to service, sexual or otherwise. I do not necessarily even mean kneeling. As my Master sits watching television or using the computer, being beneath him with the strength of his powerful legs around me makes me feel safer than I ever have before. It is at these times that I most feel as if I genuinely am his pup, resting contentedly at my Master’s feet.

It wasn’t until Matt and I began living together that I ever realized I felt this way. I’d never actually imagined that I would willingly choose to physically place myself in submissive positions such as these, yet even when it was just he and I alone together, I’d find myself curled up at his feet. I could have easily elected to sit on the sofa beside him or in any one of the empty seats around us, but I instead chose to rest beneath him, between his legs.

The fact that I nearly lost him made his physical presence all the more significant to me. One might think that my clinginess would become annoying to him or perhaps even disturbing on some level, yet to me he never expressed such sentiments. Actually his responses were quite the opposite. As I rested contentedly there beneath him, he’d reach down affectionately from time to time to gently stroke my hair or to graze his thumb across my cheek. When I lovingly looked up at him, he’d simply smile and sometimes would squeeze his legs together ever-so-slightly to remind me that I was where I belonged.

Sometimes I would sit there and read; other times I’d watch television with him. I would even nap there in that position if I was really relaxed. Of course there were also moments when my Master simply could not resist taking advantage of the convenience of having me so close at hand, and he’d present me with the honor of servicing him.

Those first few weeks that he and I began living together at Alex and Drew’s apartment were both beautiful and disconcerting. Our need to be with each other physically was paramount, and this opportunity to do so never was wasted. On the other hand, we both had concerns about our future. We did not so much fear that our relationship would dissolve or necessarily even suffer, but we worried about how we would find our way independently as a couple. At least I worried about this, I should say.

Of course Matt insisted that he pay rent for both himself and me. He immediately handed Alex a check to cover the first three months. Matt told Alex that since there were four of us he would also pay for half of the rent and utilities. I begged Matt to allow me to hand my own paycheck over to him to help with these expenses, but he very curtly refused my offer. “Keep your money, pup,” he said. “Put it in the bank, and show me your statement every month. I don’t want you wasting your money on a bunch of junk, and I’ll make sure you don’t, but I’m also not gonna have my pup supporting me.”

The first couple of weeks in the apartment were a time for me to focus on my school work and preparation for finals. Although we had already thrown Alex his graduation party, we also were preparing for the actual ceremony. I quickly realized that it was probably a good thing that Matt had sprung the surprise party on both Drew and Alex the way he did, for in observing Drew I knew that, had he been aware of it beforehand, he may have given himself a nervous breakdown.

It was so cute to see how obsessed Drew was in anticipation of his Master’s upcoming day of recognition. He broke out his special credit card, the one he used only for emergencies and really important occasions, and informed me that we were going on a shopping trip.

“Oh my god! I love shopping sprees …” I gushed.

Drew leaned in to whisper in my ear. We were in the hallway and our Masters were only feet away in the living room watching television. “I wanna get Alex a nice suit and a new pair of shoes.” In spite of myself I clapped my hands excitedly. “Shh!” he scolded me and gave me a stern look. My face instantly became stone serious as he tucked the card neatly and secretively into his pants’ pocket.

“What will I tell Matt?” I whispered.

“Just tell him we’re going shopping. We can get him something special, too.”

“Oh my god … yes!” I quickly agreed. “But I gotta use my own money, Drew. If you pay for it, it won’t be from me.”

“He’ll never know, hon,” Drew suggested.

“Yes he will,” I said. “You know I don’t lie to him. I can’t.”

Drew nodded. “Yeah, what am I thinkin? Hey I could loan you the money, though.”

I shook my head. “He’d just pay you for it immediately as soon as he found out. It’s okay, Drew, I have some money saved. Plus Matt has lots of expensive suits already. I just need to get him something special is all. It doesn’t even have to be expensive.”

Suddenly Drew’s eyes grew wide as he looked above my head. I quickly turned to see Matt standing behind me. “What doesn’t have to be expensive?” he asked.

“Um … oh nothing, Sir. Um … Drew was talking to me about Alex’s graduation.”

“Oh that’s right,” he said. “And my pup wants to get Alex a present?”

“Yes, Sir,” I quickly agreed. I wasn’t exactly lying because I did indeed plan to get him a gift.

“Well, yeah you’re right. It doesn’t have to be real expensive, but we don’t want to be cheapskates either. Why don’t you get him something just from you, and I’ll get him something from both of us.”

“Wasn’t the party your gift, Sir?” asked Drew.

Matt shook his head. “Nah, was just a surprise. Was kinda fun, too, other than the … incident.”

I glanced into the living room to see that Alex was still engrossed in his television program. “I wonder what I should get him, Sir.”

“I’m sure you’ll come up with something nice.” Matt then reached for his wallet.

“I wanna pay for it myself, Sir!” I said, a little too loudly, because Alex looked over in our direction at the sound of my raised voice. “Please Sir,” I said in a whisper, “with my own money.”

Matt paused, as if thinking about it. “Okay,” he said finally, “since it is your gift, you probably should pay for it yourself. Just be sensible.”

“Oh I will, Sir. I promise.” I glanced over at Drew excitedly. “When are we going?”

“In a little bit, Petey,” he said. “I wanna get the bedroom cleaned up first.”

“I can help if you want,” I offered.


Matt then leaned in and kissed me on the forehead. “Okay, let me know when you’re leavin, pup. I’ll cover for Drew with Alex.” We then scurried off to clean the bedroom.

Cleaning Drew and Alex’s bedroom consisted of making the bed and picking up a couple articles of clothing for the laundry, but Drew was almost as much of a neat freak as was I. Afterwards Drew lay on the bed face-down and I sat next to him, Indian-style, on the mattress. He was resting his chin in his palms and staring blankly ahead.

“What are you thinkin bout?” I asked.

“Alex … I’m thinkin bout how proud I’m gonna be of him when he steps up there to get his diploma in front of everyone. He’s worked so hard for this.”

“Well I’m glad that he’s still gonna get paid for that software program he made for Matt.”

“Yeah, but I wish Matt was the one managing that gym. What his dad did to him really sucks.”

“I know,” I agreed, “but Matt’s already had a few interviews. I’m sure it won’t be long before he gets a job. Yesterday he interviewed at Bally’s.”

“Really? Why didn’t you tell me? That’s great. When will he know if he gets the job?”

I shrugged. “Not sure, but he said the interview went well.”

“Come lie next to me,” Drew patted the mattress beside him. “and snuggle with me for a little bit.”

“I thought we were goin shoppin,” I whined.

“In a minute. Just lie here, okay?”

I sighed, feigning irritation. “Oh okay, but just for a minute.” I then flopped down beside him and he quickly wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into himself. He dug his fingertips into my side and began mercilessly tickling me as he held me in place against him. “Stop it!” I screamed and then burst into giddy laughter. “Drew!”

As quickly as the torture started, it abruptly ended, and he laughed into my ear. “I love how ticklish you are, Petey,” he said.

“You’re mean!” I accused him, a broad smile still covering my face. “One of these days I’m gonna pay you back, too.”

“I’m just glad your ribs are better,” he said. He was holding me tightly against his torso.

“Me too,” I agreed. “Drew, you always smell so good.”

“You smell like melons,” he said. “Did you use melon-scented shampoo?”

“No, I smell like a melon cuz I’m a fruit.” I laughed.

He laughed and wrapped his leg around me, continuing to squeeze me, but very gently. “Oh Petey,” he said, “you’re so adorable. It’s no wonder Matt calls you his pup.” I was touched by his affection and snuggled back against his body. Then I noticed something that I never had before. Was Drew getting aroused? I could feel him against my back.

“You think we should get goin?” I offered.

This time he was the one who sighed. “Yeah, we probably should.” Slowly he unwrapped his leg from my body and released his grip on me, but before I was completely free of him, I felt his lips on my cheek. “I love you, Petey,” he said.

“I love you too,” I whispered back to him, and then quickly I shot out of his arms and grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed. Instantly I swung around and thwacked him right in the head with it. “That’s for tickling me!” I screamed.

“You shit!” Drew retorted, a bit dazed by my blow. Quickly he jumped up and grabbed a different pillow. I was already screaming again by the time he had it fully in his grip.

“No! Stop it!” I yelled. Then bam! He landed a solid blow right to the side of my head and I toppled over instantly, laughing all the while. “You ass!” I screamed, trying to sound angry but betraying myself with my own laughter.

Drew was then on top of me, pounding me over and over with the pillow, all the while I continued to laugh as I tried covering my head with my small hands. “I give up!” I was yelling, “Stop, please stop!”

And then almost instantly and without warning he was off of me and the pelting ceased. I looked up and saw Drew being hurled across the room. “God damn! He said stop it!” It of course was Matt, coming to my rescue. As I looked up to see him fully, I realized he had his fist clenched and was about to punch Drew.

“Wait!” I cried. “Sir, please wait! It’s okay. We were just playin. Honest, he wasn’t hurtin me!”

Drew had landed on his butt on the floor and was staring up at Matt in stunned silence, his mouth agape. “I’m sorry!” he whimpered.

“Don’t hit him, Sir. Please!” I jumped up and rushed over to Drew. “Sir, we were just having a pillow fight. It was just for fun.”

I saw Matt start to relax, and I breathed a sigh of relief. “I thought you were crying,” he said. I shook my head vigorously.

“No Sir, only laughing … or maybe I was cryin … but it was from laughing so hard.”

Matt then got a very strange expression on his face. I think he felt kind of silly actually. Was it embarrassment?

“Sir, I swear I’d never hurt Petey. Honest!” said Drew.

Matt shook his head. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me …” and he turned quickly and walked out of the room. I looked over at Drew with a puzzled expression. He returned the look, and it seemed to me that he was both bewildered and concerned.

“It’s okay, Petey. He’s just so stressed out right now. Plus, after what Ryan did, I think he’s a little over-protective.”

Read an extensive excerpt HERE

© Jeff Erno

Author - Jeff Erno
Publisher: Fanny Press
Series: #3 in Puppy Love
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Puppy Love is the story of Matt and Petey. Not only do they identify as a Dominant-submissive gay couple, but they also defy many of the stereotypes of this type of relationship. They rarely dress in leather; they don’t hang out at sex clubs, and they have little interest in many of the heavy BDSM sexual practices. There is no denying, however, that Matt is the Master and Petey is his pup. Reawakening, book three of the Puppy Love Trilogy, is the much awaited conclusion to Matt and Petey’s story. After the tragedies of book two, more agony and ecstasy await Matt and Petey—a shooting, an unexpected pregnancy, a big gay wedding, and tons of passionate, kinky sex scenes. Will they find their happily-ever-after ending together, or will Petey's reawakened independence lead him down another path entirely?


6 Speak To Me:

Chris on 23 July 2010 at 01:05 said...

Must start this series!

Lily on 23 July 2010 at 03:30 said...

I've got these on my wishlist.

Erotic Horizon on 24 July 2010 at 11:12 said...

@Lily & Chris

I am halfway through the first one - Really good...

YA - so I am going slowly...


Unknown on 25 July 2010 at 00:48 said...

Thanks EH for posting this excerpt. I really appreciate the exposure, and I hope you enjoy the series.

Erotic Horizon on 25 July 2010 at 07:41 said...


You are welcome my dear... Congrats on wrapping up the trilogy and the release..


Janna on 27 July 2010 at 12:29 said...

This series is calling my name, but to be honest, I need a little more time to come to terms with the idea of spending almost $ 30 for the three ebooks. That seems a bit much and I haven't found them anywhere for less than $9.95 yet...