Starting from Scratch Ep. 011: BITE ME

"Noooo! You're supposed to bite him and drag him down the street by his pants leg." Sable stomped her foot pouting.

"Thaz a good Poochie." Knox boxed Rotten's ears about playfully. "You and I are going to be best buddies, yes we are." In just that insincere announcement Rotten lifted his leg and urinated on his cargo pants, piss running down his leg. "WHAT THE FUCK??? Not again." He tried to push the dog away but Rotten growled, faintly until he was done, then like all dogs he kicked his hind paws, one paw nailing Knox in the groin. "Owwwwwww! Get him off me." Knox Hardecker's scent was all around the pool from the night he pissed into the pool and jerked off watching Piper and Josie. A dog just knew who the enemy was.

The girls busted up laughing. Sable pointing at him spouted, "You deserve that for what you did to me and Travis." The girls had no idea their parents, Piper, and Kelly Herbert had urinated on Knox either as revenge. Some things just needed to be kept quiet.

"What exactly did my son do to you Miss McKellen?" Winslow approached them concerned for his son's safety. Rotten immediately sat down between the girls and lifted a front paw as if waving at the man. It was too cute under the circumstances. Sable started to tell Winslow when Dakota reached over and grabbed her arm squeezing it. Shrinking a bit Sable retracted her thoughts.

"Knox is... just mean is all. Pulls my hair and teases me."

"Ah! The mean kid of Hooters Crossing." Winslow winced at his son's wet cargo pants, "Get up and go clean yourself. The dog was obviously just excited to see someone new." He tapped a toe along his boy's hip. Knox crawled to his feet holding his bruised balls and stared at Sable, they could tell he was grateful for not revealing to his dad that he had stripped Sable and Travis to be evil and force them to go streaking in broad daylight. While Winslow eyed his son, Sable and Dakota, both flipped him off.

"We have to go. Bye Knoxious." Dakota giggled, "Bye Mister Hardecker."

"Have a good run girls."

Winslow found himself unable to not watch them in their resumed run. He might be old, but he too had roving eyes. Turning with a hiss to control his visual stimulation he went back to weed pulling. Being a Lawyer, he suspected there was more to the story but just didn't care.

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"Eat up, Growing Boy." Piper Cherry slid a plate across her massive island bar with two barstools to offer as seats. Watching her nephew Mace strolling in and his sweats still far from being normal she growled under her breath, "Growing boy indeed. Damn Kid." Even without hearing her verbally Mace noted her casual glances at his tent. He loved it. Two could play that game.

"At the Y?"

"Say what?" She peaked a brow.

"Nothing." He laughed, "Eggs look good." His eyes were on her breasts. "Ostrich eggs?"

"Excuse me?"

"Just teasing."

"I don't recall you being so evil. Did I miss something?"

"Now that you mention it." He casually points at her face as if something was there. She winced at him as he continued to point.

"Did I get something on my face?" His thoughts were, "Only Josie." but he didn't let her know his mischievous mental remarks. Groaning at his constant eying of her cheek she reacted by lifting her t-shirt's hem up to wipe her face, her entire lower body uncovered in the process until all he could technically see was her belly button and jewelry dangling from it. Shirt tightening over her breasts emphasized how yummy her... ostrich eggs really were, nipples like straws stabbed into said eggs like some coconut beverage. In the black surface of her oven door, he saw the reflection of Piper's bare ass. "Yummy!"

"You haven't even taken a bite yet." She gave up dabbing her face, "Did I get whatever you were pointing out?"

"Missed a tiny bit right here." He stretched over the island to try and touch her chin, peering down between she and the island for a fast peek at her bikini area, no panties offered just a hint of landscape. She dabbed her chin again then noticed his eyes looking down.

"Fuck you Mace." She dropped her shirt laughing, "You did that shit on purpose."

"Yeah, guess I did."

"Get your head out of the gutter. I'm not some cheap girl from school." In her mind she thought about her comment, "Well, maybe at Horton-Dexter... remains to be seen." All of her would be seen. Soon enough! Her thoughts only. Reaching over the island she playfully slaps his face, "EAT! I'm going to go figure out what I'm wearing today." Grabbing her phone from the bar she proceeded around the counter toward her bedroom.

"It's supposed to be like 110 in the shade." He called back watching her ass jiggle away. "Might want to dress for comfort."

"Is it really?" She stops and checks the weather on her cell, "Damn! It's like we're still in Georgia. I can feel the humidity already." She was wet. His dick was damp from precum. Story of their lives. Once Piper vanished, he wolfed his eggs and toast down then rubbed one off right there at the island. He jested about it being his palm tree, and coconut milk. His aunt was just too cool.

Just as he finished the front door opened and Rotten breezed by the kitchen doorway searching for Piper. Both Sable and Dakota walked right in and caught a glimpse of Mace putting his trunk away. He took his time just to tease a bit, nothing visible to them just his adjusting his dick, a damp stain in the crotch the only other noticeable evidence. The girls giggled until they heard Piper scream and belt out her usual stress reliever of, "FUCK ME!".

"Wet nose." Mace chuckled, "Rotten's... rotten."

"Too funny. Oh my God! You should have seen Rotten. He peed on Knox Hardecker." Sable snorted. Dakota was more interested in his tent swell. Playing off that he hadn't noticed he walked around the island to rinse off his breakfast plate. Pondering the placement of his stance he saw both girls take a seat at the island where he had been. Knowing even his reflection was in the oven door he grew even more evil. Without physically being seen he reached down into his sweats and whipped his behemoth cock out and stroked it just out of sight. He used Sable's words to strike up conversation as he did it. Dakota instantly spotted his reflection and bit her lower lip trying to act normal.

"The dude that plays the metal music on sonic boom setting?"

"YES! He's terrible. I love Piper's dog."

"I love Mace's dog." Dakota mumbled in a barely audible tone, "Oh my God! That thing is gigantic." All to herself until Sable also noticed the reflection. Stunned by it she swallowed and shared a glance with her sister to see if she had noticed. Of course, she had.

"Did Rotten drag you along? He tends to get ahead of me when I walk him."

"He had my arms stretched this far." Dakota slides her arms across the island top as if reaching for Mace, her eyes flaring without blinking once, he merely grinned and kept jerking. He had a hunch it was her way of letting him know she noticed his reflection. If not, she was really naïve. Sable dropped her jaw at her sister's actions.

"I think it was further than that." Sable not to be outdone did her own stretch, her chest up on the counter until her fingers touched the edge of his side of the island. He enjoyed her cleavage pressed on the marble top. His expression found his sensations evident, the twins noting his huff and eyes trembling at his stroking.

"Do you have a bad itch?" Dakota played dumb, smirking at his arm's constant movement.

"Yeah! Rotten has fleas I think." They heard a slur in his speech, he was getting close to nutting. Having witnessed their father jerking off and his reaction it was totally obvious to both girls he was ready to fire shots. That led them to up their game.

"Did you see how BIG his eyes got when Rotten peed on him?" Dakota stressed the word Big.

"I know." Sable snickered, "Rotten shot all over him. It was fun to watch him squirm." Her index pointed past Mace at the oven reflection. Hard as he tried Mace himself began panting the closer, he got to climax.

"Exactly! Rotten panted just like that." Dakota winked at him.

"F-fu-fu-fuck!" He hissed in his final throes and grit his teeth.

"Those fleas must be biting him really hard." Sable giggled then blushed.

"They are." He strained to keep a straight face.

"Does Piper have any bottled water?" Dakota took a bold step and stood away from her barstool and moved to the side of the island but paused as if awaiting an answer. All she could see at that angle was the wrist of his stroking hand. Lingering there she saw how nervous Mace was acting and didn't want to discourage him into stopping so she returned to her seat. It was easy to tell he was relieved that he didn't have to stop when he was so close.

"Ooooo! Box of Milkbone's on the counter." Sable's turn to hop off her stool but this time moving all the way around the counter keeping her back to Mace as she opened the box. "Let's give Rotten a treat he deserves one after humiliating Knox for us."

As Mace leered over his shoulder at Sable for safety, he winced almost panic stricken. While checking out her angle, Dakota made the move to the fridge. Both girls wanted a peek at Mace but kept things vague. He knew it was now or never. Snarling he squirts cum all over the side of the island in three short bursts then hides his cock beneath his sweats. Hearing him finish the girls turned to face him, he was leaning his back on the island to mask his milky splatter. Both girls lowered their gaze to his tent and smirked.

"Milkboner." Sable posed her dog treat in front of him and giggled.

"I want a treat." Dakota laughed unscrewing the cap off of a bottled water.

Before Mace could reply both Piper and Rotten stepped into the kitchen to see the group snickering. "Why aren't you dressed yet? MOVE IT! MOVE IT! MOVE IT!"

"He already did." Sable chuckled then got Rotten's attention with the Milkbone.

Dakota joined her mischief with, "I stole some H2Ohhhhhhhhhhh!"

Suspicious of their reactions Piper rolled her eyes, "Mace! Clean up after yourself."

"I rinsed my plate."

"You know what I mean. Girls? Please go tell your parents we'll be over once my nephew... puts some real pants on."

"He wore lots of pants." Sable mumbles laughing as she pets Rotten kneeling a mere foot from Mace, his erection fading slowly under pressure. Regardless Sable had the best seat in the house. Dakota jealous drops down next to her to fawn over Rotten. Piper shook her head. Mace shook his. Too funny.

"MACE!"

"Gotta go! See you in a few." He made sure to walk backwards so that Piper couldn't see his wet tent. Once out of sight he pumped his fist in triumph. "They knew!! Yes!"

The McKellen twins hopped up and hugged Piper unexpectedly in passing. She felt honored that they adored her so. Stunned she stood there in her short white silky dress with camisole features until the front door closed. With a sigh she knew her nephew was going to be trouble. Hearing Rotten licking something she checked on her pup.

"Oh, for God's sake! One Milkbone wasn't enough for you?"

Let's leave it at that.