You are so horny right now that attempting to force Peter up your shaft would make you simply blow him right back out. Somehow you have to get rid of a bit of that lust.

You look Peter up and down. For a human, he was actually kinda... hot. You pause. What?! You never considered yourself... gay. You always imagined mating with some sexy bitch (female-canine) and fathering a litter. But think about it, you have never thought about 'girls' when aroused. Hell, it only happened when you thought about...

"Peter." You mutter. He hears you, and tears his eyes away from your cock. "Yes... Zyas?" He is red in the face, obviously embarrassed and confused about this too.

You look at him, then at your cock, then back at him. "If you're going up my cock, we need to make space first."

He looks at you, puzzled. Then something clicks, and he grins madly. "Oh, I think I can help with that Zyas." He starts to pull his t-shirt off. "Don't want to get it messy." He says, chuckling slightly. He's taking this awfully well, you think.

When he undoes the waist of his trousers, and slowly lowers them to show his member struggling to break free of his boxers, you try, and fail, to stop yourself groaning in anticipation. He hears this, and turns around, smirking. The tables have turned: he knows what you like, and he's enjoying this...

He slowly, ever so slowly, lowers his boxers, showing off that sexy bum, yet hiding his rod from your view. Like all canines, you whine involuntarily, and have to forcibly stop yourself from getting on all fours and begging.

He looks over his shoulder, winks at you, then spins around, showing off his decent sized dick.

Seeing this, you are overcome by lust and...