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the kid at the court chapter three
Did you ever masturbate as you were driving? Well, Tom did that night. He had to admit how much he loved his new role as Jesse's pet dog. Damn. Who would guess?
Friday morning, Tom woke up thinking of his first adventure as a dog the night before. Somehow, it seemed right with Jesse and he wanted to be a good dog. As he got out of bed, Jesse's used shorts (the "gift" from last night) caught his eye. He pulled them on, they were just hanging on his hips, but he felt closer to his "owner" for awhile as he wore them. Friday work was mundane....just get to the weekend! He did have the collar in his pocket and found himself many times throughout the day handling it, fingering it and thinking of the blonde stud that made him buy it and wear it.
Saturday Tom texted Drew, his old high school teammate to see if they could run together. Tom's guess was that at least for awhile he would not think about Jesse. Drew was busy for the day, some excuse about having to do yard work with his asshole cousin. Again reminding Tom of the dinner, maybe Monday? Drew would check with his folks and get back to Tom.
Tom hit the State Park Trails on his own. He had started doing a little work with dumbbells and some exercises to "bulk" up – to make Jesse proud, so a good run was just what he needed. Just like last Thursday, time seemed to go way to slow. Midnight?? Fuck, Jesse may just as well have said just after eternity. But the note said call at midnight Saturday....what would Jesse have in store for him this time? After the run, (and thinking of Jesse all afternoon) a jack off session seemed most fitting....but Tom held off for the evening activities – what `err they may be.
11:38.....11:43...11:51....midnight would eventually get here...11:54...11:58...11:59. Tom puts the collar on, before dialing the phone, he is touching his cock...picturing Jesse. Midnight. Now dialing...One ring...two....three...(damn he's not answering)...four... Then a loud noise (like a party in the background)....
"what's up? Who is this?"
"Uhhhh, it's Tom.....umm your dog?" (Tom's hopes and voice getting weaker by the second)
"Tommy!! Hey man, glad you called, hold on a sec.....Ernie, get over here, man! Hey, it's that new prospect I told you about...that runner kid. Tommy, what you doing , man?"
"Well, calling you....sir"
"Why's that?"
" Uhh, you told me too....I want, well I was wondering....well"
"Dude! Say what you mean, baby...it's all good. You and I – we have an udnerstanding, ha!"
" I was hoping to see you again!" There, Tom said it...it felt wrong and right.
"Yeah, we can arrange that...Ernie, the pup wants more of this shit!! Ha!ha! Ernie, you coming with me....of course you are, nice! Alright, you know the place boy...wear my shorts...hell, they'll look good on you....(and lowering his voice) you damn well better have your collar, and you better not embarass me in front of my buddy."
(Tom is trying to conceal his excitement....damn, his cock is already hard) "No, sir, you;ll be pleased"
"Ten minutes....be there!"
Tom "hangs" up the phone. Pulls the baggy red shorts over his hard cock, puts on his deck shoes and practically leaps down the stairs to his car.
He pulls into the State Park. All is deserted, a single light at the far end of the parking lot. He parks under the light. Opening his car door, he hardly notices the heavy air. It's one of the summer nights when the low temperature is still 77 degrees and muggy. A little lightning in the distance....for dramatic effect? Tom heads to the toilet. The familiar smell hits his nostrils hard. He absent mindedly touches the collar, even pulls on it a bit, licking his lips...every sense preparing for the meeting.
The pick up pulls into the lot. Jesse parks at the furthest spot from Tom's car. At the tree line, in the dark. Tom hears the truck doors open. He can over hear Jesse's excited voice talking to his friend, then the sound of a couple of cans being opened...(you think it might be beer?). Tom can hardly see the two figures. Jesse puts his fingers up to his mouth and lets out a loud whistle.
"Come on out , boy.....come on, Ernie's here to meet you..."
Tom steps out of the toilet....looking around cautious. Wearing the collar and the red mesh shorts (which are almost falling off) and his deck shoes.
"Hurry up, boy...we can't spend all night waiting on a bitch like you"
Tom jogs over, the collar again feeling heavy...and sexual. As he gets closer he sees Jesse. It looks like he is wearing jeans with several rips and tears in them, the Nikes from Tom and a white long sleeve button up shirt...unbuttoned of course. His tanned chest and abs in stark contrast to the white shirt hanging open. Beside Jesse is another guy from the "skins" team at the basketball game. This was the only player taller than Jesse. Maybe 6'4" or 6'5", probably early twenties...lanky, but defined...long board shorts, flip flops and a tank top shirt....really tight.
"There's my boy...look at `em Ernie! what do ya' think? Nice one, huh?"
" Yeah, Jess, let's see here..." Ernie holds out his hand, without thinking about it Tom leans forward and starts to lick his fingers....like, well, like ...a dog. Jesse reaches over and rubs behind Tom's ear. "Good boy."
"Ernie, ya think he'll be as good as yours?" The words had an impact on Tom....("as good as yours"??...WTF??
"Ya know, he just might be, buddy. Let's get him up here for an inspection"
"Come on boy, up here" says Jesse, as he pats the tailgate of the pick up. Tom hops up and sits on the tailgate, his legs hanging over the edge. Ernie steps right up and starts to "inspect". In this instance, that means Ernie is touching (almost groping) Tom. First, Ernie stretches Tom's legs out (one at a time), feeling the muscles in his calves and thighs, as well as removing his shoes. Then lifting each arm, checking the pits, looking for biceps (not much there) and pulling on each finger. Next Ernie takes a nip and twists it a little to see "the dog's" reaction. This is followed by a hand rubbing the abs to feel for a muscle core. Then Ernie takes a firm grasp of Tom's chin. With his left hand he holds his neck, with his right hand he opens Tom's mouth.....slowly Ernie puts 2 fingers in, then three. Tom starts sucking and licking them...moaning and panting a bit.
"Not bad...not bad at all" says Ernie. "I take it you've used his mouth already?"
"Sure thing....he took all of my monster dick...and liked it."
Ernie continues to push his three fingers in and out of Tom's mouth. "Let's get him up on all fours and check the rest."
Jesse pulls on Tom's collar. "Come on up, boy. Ernie wants to see it all."
Tom is "pulled" up to be on his hands and knees. Ernie still pulling his fingers in and out of the hungry mouth. Ernie instructs Jesse "pull those shorts off, spread his knees apart."
Jesse positions Tom in a Dog Show pose. Ernie pulls his fingers out of Tom's mouth. Jesse pulls on the colllar, jerking Tom's head up. Ernie steps over and reaches for Tom's cock...partly hanging, but mostly hard as a rock. Ernie's spit covered hand strokes the dog's cock a couple of times. "Damn, this one is in heat!" Jesse is holding the collar up , keeping Tom in "form" for inspection. Ernie rubs his left hand up and down Tom's back. With his right hand, Ernie grabs Tom's nut sac, making a ring with his thumb and index finger just below Tom's cock, pulling down to stretch the nuts down and pull on the sac.
Tom starts to flinch and pull away. Ernie let's go and with his right hand smacks Tom's ass hard. Startled, Tom lets out a yelp. Jesse pulls the collar harder, briefly, Tom can't breath. In the same instant, Jesse puts on open hand slap on Tom's face. "Come on, don't embarass me now" says Jesse.
"Just a little longer there" says Ernie, as he moves back to the "tail". "Let's check this out." Ernie moves to Tom's ass. Feeling both cheeks with his massive hands. Then a playful slap or two on each cheek. Then Ernie runs his hand sideways down the crack of Tom's ass. Another light slap. "Nice shit back here, Jesse. Have you checked this ass out?"
"Nah, not yet"
"Come here, man" Jesse lets go of the collar. "Get his face down to show this thing off" says Ernie.
Jesse pushes Tom's head down to the metal of the tailgate. Jesse steps back beside his buddy Ernie. Ernie again spreads Tom's knees apart a bit. With each hand on a cheek, Ernie spreads Tom's ass wide open. Tom feels the humid night air on his exposed asshole.
Ernie lets out a low whistle. "Damn – you did good Jesse, real good."
It's quiet for a few seconds as the two studs inspect the new dog's ass. Satisfied grunts from Ernie and Jesse, then more silence. Then Tom is shocked...did he just hear a kiss?? No fucking way...but it sure sounded like it...Tom turns his head a bit to try to see. The studs faces are inches apart...it must have been!!
"Get your face where I put it!" snaps Jesse. Now a hard slap on his ass from Jesse.
Jesse steps back to Tom's head. Jesse's pants are open, that huge cock is hanging out, and getting larger by the second.
"You use his mouth yet?' asks Ernie.
"Of course! You want to try it??"
"Fuck, yeah!"
Jesse again takes the collar and turns Tom so his ass is pointing toward the cab of the pickup. Pushing down on Tom's shoulders until he is laying flat on his belly against the bed of the pickup. Tom's face is now in a real nice position to see Jesse's cock right in front of his face. Both of Jesse's hands are on Tom's head....it's a full on skull fuck. Jesse showing off for his buddy and Tom trying to impress...well, everyone. Jesses continues to push his hips in and out of Tom's eager mouth. Spit and drool getting the cock slick and dripping onto the tailgate as well. Ernie steps behind Jess, pushing his body into the stud's ass. Tom sees Ernie reach under Jesse's shirt and grab his pecs. Jesse moans a bit. Ernie reaches down to undo Jesse's pants the rest of the way. The pants fall to Jesse's knees. He starts to fuck Tom's mouth even rougher.
Tom hears Ernie whispering into Jesse's ear. Then a deeper moan from Jesse.
"Alright, your turn" says Jesse. Pulling his steel rod from Tom's mouth. Although, Tom didn't mind a break, his jaw was already feeling it from stretching for that fat piece of meat. Ernie steps up to position. Jesse unceremoniously pulls down Ernie's board shorts. Ernie's cock is at full mast. Maybe even longer than Jesse's, but not near as thick in the shaft. A great mushroom head though. Tom starts licking, well actually slurping on it. Ernie shows his appreciation by spitting on to his hand and wiping the spit on Tom's face. Jesse, with his fat hard cock still on display, reaches to pull Ernie's shirt over his head.
"Fucker, you're always trying to get me naked!" scolds Ernie.
"Who undid my pants, baby!" says Jesse.
Ernie focuses on the task at hand, well actually, Tom's task. Unlike Jesse, Ernie is standing still. Tom's head is bobbing up and down as well as side to side. Trying to coat the long cock with spit for Ernie's pleasure. At one point, Ernie holds Tom's face so his cock is running up and down Tom's eager lips. Jesse is pressing against his buddy from behind. Tom can only imagine Jesse's big cock rubbing against Ernie's hot ass.
"Get your cock away from my ass" says Ernie.
"Hey man....just trying it out, chill" responds Jesse. "I need more of my boy's mouth, let me in there" Jesse steps up beside Ernie. Tom has two huge cocks in his face. Tom's own cock is rubbing on the bed of the pickup. It hurts but the metal against his cock is warm as well and Tom's precum has lubricated the metal a bit. But Ernie notices.
"Flip him over, Jesse. He's gonna get a blister on his dick! Explain that to the vet!"
"Alright" Jesse pulls on the collar again turning Tom to his back and pulling him so his shoulders are even with the edge of the tailgate. Tom's head is hanging over the end. His mouth wide open, his face looking up at the muscled studs using him. "Let's finish off together, Ern."
"Nice"
Ernie's cock remains mostly in Tom's mouth. Jesse tries to stand at an angle beside his buddy. Their hips are in full contact. Jesse puts his left arm up and over Ernie's shoulders to pull himself in closer to the action. >From this position, Tom has easy access to nuts and cocks. Alternately and simultaneously, Tom is slurping, licking and kissing balls shafts and fingers. Whatever his greedy mouth can get in contact with. The night air is still thick and humid. All three studs are covered in sweat...from sex and the heat. On his back, Tom can see the lightning and the occasional thunder. All of this adding to the raw power of the moment. Both Ernie and Jesse continue to moan and grunt encouraging Tom. Things like "take it, bitch", "nice job, sucker", "eat me" "take my buddy, too".
At a certain point, Ernie's large hand reaches out to Tom's left pec. Partially to squeeze, partially to brace himself. "I'm ready dude!" "Me too" grunts Jesse. Who came first? Who shot the most? Where did all that jizz come from? Who the fuck cares? Tom was getting showered in hot semen. Both Ernie and Jesse seemed to be trying to cum on each other's cocks as much as on Tom's face. Again, Tom was sure he heard a kiss!?! But with two hefty cocks and two sets of nuts in his face, there was no way he could tell. Both Ernie and Jesse seemed to sigh and start to step back am inch or two. Tom continued to hungrily lap at whatever his tongue could reach.
"You gonna finish him?" asks Ernie.
"Nah, I haven't done that shit. That's your thing, man"
"Hey, just showing my appreciation..." Ernie gets up on the truck bed. He reaches down to Tom's bursting cock and starts to stroke it! Tom is again surprised. Ernie is jacking him off. Admittedly, not too gentle or anything. As a matter of fact it was pretty rough. But it took less than a minutes for Ernie's rough pulls on Tom's cock to produce a fountain of cum. Splashing over Tom's head, reaching Jesse's abs. "Damn it, Ernie!"
"Clean it up, bitch" says Jesse, returning to his role as master of Tom.
Ernie rests back on his knees, his cock slowly returning to "normal" size. "Yeah, you got a good one, Jesse. I mean, a little training, a little grooming...He should fit in well with the others, too." Again, Tom thought his hearing was gone berserk!
"We just need Johnny to find one and the whole team will each have their own" says Jesse. "Johnny was with me the first day I met this one and made fun of me. Ah, well, his loss!"
"Hey, let's get out of here. I need to go home and let Collin out" says Ernie.
"You thinkin' you'll use him tonight, too?" asks Jesse.
"Probably."
Ernie stands up and puts his foot on Tom's abs. "Yep, a good find!"
Ernie jumps off the truck, his cock flopping. He picks up his shorts from the ground, also grabs Tom's (well, previously Jesse's) shorts and throws them on Tom's face.
"Come on, boy. Get down from there. Get your ass home and get some rest. I'm texting you tomorrow for a run."
Tom felt pleased and proud. Jesse was happy with him. He had impressed Jesse's friend. He was going to get to see Jesse again tomorrow! Tom hopped off the pick up, too. Picking up his shorts and shoes he started to walk to his car – naked. He didn't care in the least. As he walked, he rubbed his fingers across his chest and abs – scooping up whatever liquids he could to taste again...and again. Both masters were getting into the pickup, Tom hadn't noticed, but they didn't worry about putting on their pants or shorts either. Everybody was beyond that at this point. Tom looked over his shoulder at the pickup as he walked away. With a flash of lightning, Tom swore he saw the two heads come together again....another kiss??
So everybody on the team had a "dog" except Johnny (the Italian stud Tom had seen with Jesse the very first day). Tom needed training and grooming is what Ernie said. Tom wasn't sure what the fuck he had gotten himself into....but his cock was getting hard again thinking about it. Then Tom's phone buzzed with a text.
"buy a leash before i c u nxt, good boy"