Got my friends boxer off while he was a room away

Before I moved out and got a place of my own, I had two roommates. More times than not, one of us would always have a friend or two over. We would all congregate in the living room, and with so much going on, it was easy to disappear with no one the wiser. One of my buddies I would frequently invite over had a purebred boxer, about two years old, and still intact. He was always affectionate to everyone, but especially me.
I've always been an impulsive person. Every time he would roll onto his back for belly rubs, I would scan the room, and as long as no one was paying attention, I would do more than just rub his belly.
He loved it, despite only lasting a few seconds. To this day, He's a picky eater, and will barely eat his food unless my buddy invites me over.
On this particular night, buddy told me that he was getting neutered the following week. While I always fantasized about doing more than getting him slightly aroused, I knew there wasn't much time left if I really wanted to go through with it.
Since we had a few friends all together in the living room, with him being the last thing on their minds, I did what I normally do when everyone's distracted. Scratch behind his ears, rub his back until he lays on his side, and then scratch his bely.
We have a mutual understanding that once we get to the belly scratching part, the next part is what he really wants.
This time though, I held out on him. I made sure everyone was distracted, and made like I was going to use the bathroom. As I walked out of the living room, I beckoned him to follow me.
As soon as we were out of sight, I opened my bedroom door instead of the bathroom door.
I think dogs don't get the credit they deserve as far as intelligence goes. Before I had even closed my bedroom door, he had jumped up onto my bed, and had a good inch of his cock out.
I'm sure no one would have realized we were both missing for who knows how long, but I had never done anything like this before. He was ready, and I was ready.
I worked him the rest of the way out of his sheath, and let him do all the work. All in all, from when I got my hand to the base of his knot, to when he busted all over my weighted blanket was probably fifteen seconds.
I couldn't believe how much he had in him. Luckily once he finished, his knot was gone in no time.We both walked back into the living room with no-one the wiser.
Sometimes I feel guilty about what went on in my bedroom, but at the same time he was a stud boxer that needed to release. I still see him almost every other day, but doing what I did will never happen since he has been neutered.
Regardless, it was a huge turn on for both me and him. I think about what we did a lot. The owner brings up how his boxer is so obsessed with me whenever we see each other. All I can do is smile and nod, and wink at his dog when he isn't looking.

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