Chase & Marshal: A Romantic Gay Story

~Chapter 11: Marshal's pregnant~

As Marshal headed for work until he'd gotten back. Chase decided to relax for once by watching TV. He walked over to his couch and laid his back against the soft cushion. The shepherd grabbed the remote, laying against a small table in front of him.

"Wonder what's on today." Smiled chase, turning on the 50-inch TV. The first show to pop up was a news channel. It was rather boring and mostly lies about the weather.

Chase rolled his eyes, annoyed. "God, isn't any other channel that doesn't lie about there shit?" He snorted a puff of smoke out of his snout, then changed the channel. Then, suddenly, out of nowhere, marshal breaks down the front door.

He ran in front of chase, he'd held his stomach tightly with one hand while putting the other over his mouth. Chase's ears perked straight up, alarmed by Marshal's unwanted appearance.

"M-marshal? Are you okay?" Chase turned off the TV as he'd followed marshal to the bathroom. Marshal laid back in front of the toilet, gagging out air before fully throwing up. His eyes watered in digest and pain down his cheeks.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine, chase... I'm just sick today, and they let me go early cause of it." Marshal frowned, staring at the toilet filled with vomit. Chase opened the door and sat beside Marshal, comforting him, caring for him. He wrapped around Marshal's shoulders; softly rubbing his back.

"It's gonna be okay, marshy." Chase closed his eyes; snuggling all up on Marshal. He would do anything to protect him, even risking his life for his own.

Marshal smiled, wiping his mouth clean with some paper towels on a rack. He then leaned his head against chase, loving his soft fur. The two snuggled for about a couple of minutes before getting up off the floor.

"Thanks, chase. I think I feel a bit better now; but unfortunately, my new boss told me to stay home for a couple of weeks since I totally vomited on literally almost everything..." Marshal sighed.

Chase's jaw dropped in amazement. "Wait, really?" He asked, marshal nodded in response.

Marshal looked at chase with his light-blue eyes. "Yes, I never been this sick before... It just doesn't make any sense. I didn't eat anything rotten, I'm always healthy, I eat veggies, and work out every day for about 3 to 5 hours." He flushed the toilet as his vomit went down the drain.

"That is kinda strange." Chase mumbled, thinking of a reason why marshal was sick.

They both looked at each other in silence; not saying a single word. Marshal then suddenly noticed a werid blue tube on the sink. He picked up with his hand and looked at it.

It was a pregnancy test, but why would Chase have one?

Marshal then took his attention back at Chase, showing him the pregnancy test. "Why do you have a pregnancy chase? You're not even a female." He asked, waving it around in the air.

Chase blushed, a little embarrassed. "Oh, um, well, Skye and I were dating for about 3 years ago before she dumped me for Everest. I guess she left it here." He rubbed the back of his head; nervous marshal would get mad at him while sweat rolls down his head, but he wasn't.

"Mind if I do something in private?" Marshal asked, hoping Chase would let him.

Chase smiled and nodded, wagging his tail. "Of course, bud! I'll just be in the kitchen if you need me." He gave a wink then softly closed the door.

After about a minute, marshal inhaled a deep breath in his chest and then slowly exhaled; closing his tightly together. He grabbed his belt and took it off around his waist. The dalmatian then started his jeans and boxers off as his cock and balls dangled out in air, facing the floor.

Marshal walked over to the toilet, setting his perfectly round ass on the seat. He held the pregnancy test over his soft 6inch penis and urinated all over it.

"If I'm pregnant, I swear to God this day would be more confusing as hell." Marshal thought as his bladder finally drained out the last bit of piss. He then looked at the pregnancy test that was completely covered in his urine. Marshal couldn't believe it. His jaw dropped in total shock.

He was pregnant?! But how!

"C-chase, you might wanna come in here..." Marshal put the test on the sink next to him, freaking the hell out.

Chase immediately ran into the bathroom. "What is it, marshal? Do I need to take you to the hospital..." He nervously asked. His ears flatten while softly whimpering, wanting the bad news.

Marshal looked up at Chase, crying and smiling at the same time. "I-i'm pregnant..." He gets up and runs to chase, giving him a massive bear hug.

"I didn't even think that was possible." Chase smiled, hugging marshal back. They hugged together with their tails, wagging happily in joy. This was the greatest moment of their lives. They couldn't wait to raise and care for a child of their own.

As marshal broke up their snuggling, chase stared at his soft cock and balls dangling in front of him. They had a musky smell that chase couldn't resist to suck on it.

Chase gave another lustful smirk. "Well since your naked can I suck your cock?" He wagged his tail.

Marshal blushed bright red as his soft cock begin to grew a little out of his shaft. "Sure,you sexy shepherd." He smirked, masturbating his cock up and down with his hand. His cock grew 12 inch's hard, bulging out the veins in his blood vessels. Marshal panted, gasping for air while sticking out his slobbery tongue.

Chase kneeled down facing marshals hard cock then begin cocking it. Marshal moaned loudly in lust, he grabbed chase's head and begin fucking him in his mouth. Chase sucked harder on marshals cock while licking his balls. After about 3 minutes, marshal fully came in chases mouth.

Chase swallowed every last drop and then got up looking at Marshal. "Alright marshal, get ready we've got a dinner plan tonight." He smiled, marshal nodded and walked up the stairs to get ready.

And so another day, turned to another lovely honeymoon~