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"That was", Chase mumbles as Marshall presses the red X and closes the site, "interesting..." "Yeah, he surely is right about that. That was very interesting... I somehow thought it was more complicated but it really isn't..." Marshall loses himself in his thoughts and, without even noticing it, feels a strange sensation between his legs. Carefully he takes a quick look and notices a reddish pink thing sticking out of his sheath. That surely never happened before! A little bit scared he changes his glimpse onto his best friends face to make sure he doesn't observe him. Luckily he doesn't so Marshall has the chance to figure out what he should do now. Carefully he moves his paw closer and closer and, after hesitating for a few seconds, he makes contact with the strange object. The pressure sends waves of pleasure through his entire body and he begins to moan very, very silently as he shivers without the brains order for that. "What is happening?", he asks himself as he pulls his white paw back and just watches the pink thing with one eye closed and bright red cheeks, "What am I doing? And what is that thing! Is it dangerous? Is is... Is is natural? Should I ask Chase what to do or-" He stops his thoughts as he takes another look at his best friend. Almost reflexively his view travels down the brown, furry body and searches for the German Shepherds sheath. And there he can see almost the same thing! It is also reddish pink but his thing is a little bit bigger. "Chase has it too... Maybe it is natural after all! But what is it... Wait a minute... I think King told me about it. He called it a cock or a dick... And I think every male pup has it. It has a very important role when you want to mate with someone..." "Marshall?", a sudden voice gains the Dalmatians attention as he still focuses his best friends member but he instantly changes his glimpse back onto his face, "What are you starring at? Is there something wrong down there?"

The German Shepherd watches his buddy as he widens his eyes and almost seems shocked. Out of curiosity he also takes a look and notices the member between his legs. "What is that? What the hell is that thing?", he screams and shuts his eyes to prevent himself from looking at it. Seeing how the German Shepherd reacts almost amuses Marshall but he realizes very quickly that he reacted almost the same way before. Now he has to calm his friend down and explain everything as easy and understandable as he possibly can. "Chase, Chase! This is nothing to be worried about, okay? This is just your... well... cock. Every male pup has one. So do I, see?" With that he points with his left paw between his legs to show the police pup his own member. Seeing something like that is already strange enough but seeing the cock of an other male feels even stranger but also somehow arousing. Chase studies the reddish member and compares it with his very own, noticing the slightly difference in their length. His one is bigger! "Hey! My, what did you called it? Cock?", the German Shepherd almost shouts with a smile on his face, receiving a nod in agreement, "My cock is bigger!" The face Chases makes is a mixture of pride, gloating and vanity all packed up in one grin. "Are you sure that is a good thing? I've told you that every pup has one but I never said that an increased length is something to be proud of", Marshall needles the pup next to him, who almost instantly looses his bad behavior and builds a facial expression revealing fear and panic. "What? Is that bad? What do you mean with that?" But instead of answering his very worried friend the Dalmatian just bursts out in laughter and almost begins to cry. But this isn't the answer Chase is looking for so he tries it again and places one of his paws on the white shoulder, shaking him a little bit. "Marshall! What do you mean?" Fear, panic and curiosity took him over and controls him now but Marshall finally manages to calm him down by telling him that he was just joking. Instead of relief anger overcomes the police pup and he punches the formerly grabbed shoulder. A sudden pain travels through the attacked part of Marshalls body, who yelps and whimpers. "Hey, what was that for! I just messed with you!", he screams but Chase is not in the mood to fight now. Marshall begins to rub his shoulder and hopes to prevent it from hurting even more that way as he tries to forget about it and gets back to the first topic: Mating.