Seanday Reloaded: Wolf-boy

"Jake. I don't believe you," came the voice on the computer.

"I'm telling you it's not me!" Jake peered into the Skype camera and pulled a face.

"Prove it! Lets see you and Carter at the same time. You said he was there right?"

Jake pulled at his lip for a moment. "Yeah he's here, but I don't know where he is at the moment."

"A-ha! See I knew Carter was a suit, I know when you're lying to me." There was an air of satisfaction in their voice.

"Wait, look give me a couple of minutes let me see if I can find him. The party is crazy here, he's probably fixing himself a snack or something."
Jake dashed out of the room leaving the party behind him. In his bedroom he pulled a crate from the closet; from inside he started pulling out clothes and sports kit. At the bottom he pulled at a scruff of blond hair, and with a grin Jake held up his *best friend* Carter. "Hey buddy," he held the suits face up to his own. "How we going to get you and me, at the party together?" Of course Carter said nothing.

Jake slumped into a chair and thought about his friends at the party, sure it would be easy to get one of them dressed up in Carter and problem solved. But Jake wanted Carter's true identity kept secret so he could use it for himself.

Without warning Jake felt something jostle his crotch; he let out a grunt and gasped. Between his legs two brown eyes and a shaggy grey face looked up at him, it was Brock--Jake's pet dog. A young dog, a cross breed; Jake fussed over the pup as he rubbed its head.

"Awww, you're my best friend aren't you." Brock jumped up and licked Jake's face. "Yes, you are; you're my best friend." He looked at the pup and smiled at its tongue hanging out, then he held up his Carter suit; then he looked at the pup again.

Jake smiled and closed the bedroom door; about ten minutes later Jake opened it again, inside Carter was rolling around on the floor making little growling noises.

Smiling Jake walked over to his friend and Carter looked up, and sniffed. Jake took his hand and pulled him to his feet. A new fun excited expression flashed across Carter's face. "Hey buddy, lets get you dressed," Jake pulled on some sweats onto Carter, "there you go. Wait! I've got something that would look great!" Jake riffled through his closet again and pulled out a grey furry hat with ears and pulled it on Carter. "Fuck! You look great!"

Taking Carter's hand he led him back to the party, and to the computer. "You still there?"

A face appeared on the screen. "Oh MY GOD! Carter!" Squeaked a voice. Jake snapped his fingers a couple of times in front of Carter and his friend looked up at the camera; his tongue sticking out. "Oh Carter you are so cute."

Jake smiled. "So you're satisfied now?"

"I guess," came the reply. With a smile Jake cleared the call and threw an arm around Carter and walked him out of the party.