The Initiate
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High School sports, locker rooms, jockstraps and smoking hot Doberman triplets everything a subby young Shep could dream of...
Just as a historical note the Doberman breed was developed in Germany by Karl Friedrich Louis Dobermann in the 1890's. If you notice some of the names in the story come from his name. The last name of the Doberman triplets is Freidrich, Tony's Master is Karl, and one of the brothers is Louis. Just thought it was a good way to honor the man responsible for developing this wonderful breed.
The Initiate
"Hey Tony! I heard they just posted the results of the tryouts on the door of Coach Jackson's office." The excited voice was coming from Ed who was hurrying down the hallway towards me as I was throwing my last period books into my locker.
"Cool! Let's go see if we made the team." I replied as I slammed my locker door and clicked the combination lock closed. Tony and I had both been starters on the Junior High football team last year. I had been the quarterback and Ed had been our best receiver, but since we were only Sophomores there was a good chance that we wouldn't make the varsity squad this year. We had gone through the two a day workouts all summer and hadn't performed half bad, but now was decision time, would we be on the Varsity or on the Junior Varsity?
We ran through the halls, keeping an eye out for the hall monitors as we dodged around our school mates that were clogging the hall. We got to the coaches door eager to see if we had made the team but a bunch of upper class dogs were already crowded 4 or 5 deep around it trying to find their names on the list. The only ones that didn't seem to be concerned about the list were the Friedrich brothers, who were standing off to the side looking rather bored. But then why would they be concerned, everyone knew they were going to make the team. Karl, Louis and Quentin were Senior Doberman triplets. Their father had played Quarterback in the NFL and was a nominee for the Hall of Fame. His sons definitely took after their dad. Karl had been selected as the All State Quarterback as a junior, while Louis and Quentin had been All District at running back and wide receiver respectively. All three were hoping to be All State this year
All three of them were confident to the point of cockiness. Karl had been my role model and hero for the last two years. I had gone to every varsity game home and away last year to watch him play. He was an Adonis of a dog standing 6'4" tall and 240 lbs of twisted steel and sex appeal. His brothers were almost as hot as he was.
Ed and I finally got up close enough to the list to see. The names were in alphabetical order so I worked my way down to the Rs and sure enough there it was Anthony Reinhard. I pumped my fist in the air and let out a "YESSSSSS!!!!"
Ed found his name and mimicked my move. We were both on the team even though we knew we would both be backups. We headed into the locker room, changed into our practice gear and ran up to the team room. Being Sophs we had to sit up front because the older dogs had dibbs on the back seats. The last ones up to the room were the Friedrich brothers, who swaggered in and grabbed their customary chairs in the back corner of the room.
Coach Jackson came into the room followed by his assistants and walked up to his little podium at the front of the room. It wasn't wide enough to cover his whole body. He was a fat middle aged Rottie. He had once been a good college football player but since he quit playing he had let himself go to seed. But he was a great football coach who always seemed to get his team into the playoffs. Last year thanks to the Friedrich brothers we had been the state runner up, this year the goal was to win it all.
Coach started his spiel congratulating all of us that made the team, but let us know that that was just the first step. "Anybody that isn't willing to do EVERYTHING they can do to help this team should get up and walk out right now. I will accept nothing less than TOTAL commitment to winning." He droned on for a while and then he came to something else that caught my ears. "Now all of you Sophs that made the team, there is an initiation of sorts. You will be assigned to a senior who plays the same position as you. Your job is to carry his gear and pretty much do whatever he asks you. In return he will show you the ropes for your position."
There were only five 10th graders that made the varsity and he called them up one at a time and then called up the senior who was their "Master". Ed was called up and Coach called Quentin Friedrich to the front and paired them up.
"Reinhard, Anthony." Coach called and I walked up to the front. "Karl, get up here." I had already figured out that I would end up Karl's "Slave", I mean he was the only senior QB on the roster, but even so my heart started fluttering as he approached. As he walked up coach said to me. "I know you were pretty good in Jr. High and we'll be counting on you next year. This is your chance to learn from the best QB we've ever had at this school."
I nodded my head and said, "Yes Sir."
Karl had finally sauntered up to the front of the room. "Karl this is Anthony, your "Slave" for this year. Please don't abuse him too much." Coach said rolling his eyes.
"Who me?" Karl said with a malevolent sparkle in his dark eyes. I was still star struck, I mean he was a football god and I was gonna get to learn off of him all season.
"Hmmm... You may be good for more than just the usual stuff." He said cryptically as he reached out and tousled my headfur. He tossed me his helmet and I carried it out to the field as I followed him. I guess I could have walked beside him but I was mesmerized by his tight ass underneath his football pants. You could see every muscle in his sexy butt move when he sauntered out to the field. That and the sexy little stub sticking out the back was giving me a stiffy. I managed to stick my paw into my jock and rearrange my junk before I got up beside Karl. I was wearing my football helmet but I held his in front of me so he wouldn't see that I was sporting wood. We finally got to the field and ran a warm up lap then did our stretching exercises as a team. When we did exercises that required a partner I worked with Karl. After we did our stretching we broke into groups to do drills. The receivers and the QB worked together on some passing drills so in addition to Karl and I, Ed and Quentin also were in this grouping. I watched Karl throwing whenever I could. He really zipped the ball, especially when he was throwing to his brother. The drill seemed to fly by and when it was over Karl called me over to him.
"Come here pup. You did OK but there's some things you can improve on." He said, and then he walked me through the motions of how to get a quicker release from my throwing motion. One of the things I noticed was that even though he was the star of the team he worked harder than anyone else. Soon it was time to head to the showers so he tossed me his helmet and we headed to the field house.
I figured that we were going to head to the showers, but Karl headed down the steps to the dungeon, which was our nickname for the weight room. I put his helmet on a bench and took mine off and set it right beside it. He peeled off his jersey. His upper body was huge and it tapered down to a narrow flat waist with a well defined 8 pack under that short Dobie coat. Being a Shepherd I would never look that good because with our heavy double coat it is really tough to look defined. "Hey Slave, a little help with the shoulder pads." He ordered. I quickly untied his shoulder pads as he was sitting on the bench and he lifted his arms so I could pull them off over his head. I had never seen someone so cut in my life. His body looked like one of those muscle anatomy dummies that didn't have any skin. Then to my shock he pulled off his uniform pants so he was just standing there with his jock strap on. Or should I say with just a filled to bursting jock strap on.
I couldn't help myself, I was immediately sporting serious wood. I didn't notice him talking until the second "Hey Slave."
I finally came around and said "Yes Karl?"
"When were alone you're to refer to me as Master. Understood?" He said with a mischievous glint in his dark eyes.
"Yes Master." I replied obediently.
"Good. You're gonna spot for me while I lift." It wasn't a request it was an order, but I would have done anything he asked me anyway.
He started lifting and about 20 minutes into it I heard the door to the dungeon open and coach yelled down to Karl. "Are you still down there? Hurry your ass up, everyone else is gone and I wanna get out of here. I'm starving." With as fat as Coach was I seriously doubted that he was starving. He could probably live off of his stored fat reserves for a year.
"Don't worry coach, I'll lock up." With that I heard the door close and I realized that it was just the two of us alone. Here I was with the biggest stud in the school, who was in nothing but a jock. I had always known I was turned on by dogs instead of bitches, but what were the chances of a stud like Karl being interested in dogs too. He went through a 45 minute almost nonstop workout with weights I couldn't even begin to handle. All I could do was try not to oogle that hot body, made even hotter by the fact that all he had on was an overstuffed jock. "Well Slave grab my stuff and bring it to the locker room, it's time to shower up and blow this joint." He said, his voice an imitation of a phrase from an old movie as he got up from the bench after his last set.
His body had been cut before he started lifting, but now he had a huge pump on and his muscles were just rippling under his sweat slick pelt. His hot sweaty body just reeked dominance pheromones and testosterone, it was making me hard despite how much I was trying to think of other things. We got back to the locker room and I put his stuff away as he slid his jock off with his back to me, grabbed his towel, threw it over his shoulder and walked into the showers. I heard the water start to flow as I started stripping out of my uniform and pads. I grabbed my towel and headed over to the shower. Fortunately while I was concentrating on getting out of my gear my boner had gone down to just a semi. I walked into the shower and grabbed a shower as far away from Karl as I could.
"Hey Slave, use this shower." He said pointing to the one right next to him. "I need you to soap my back and maybe massage my muscles."
I turned my shower off and went to the one he pointed to. I adjusted the water until it was pretty hot. I had really mixed emotions about this. First I was gonna get to put my paws on the creature I had been fantasizing about ever since I had figured out that you could do something with your dick other than piss with it. But on the other paw there was no fucking way I wasn't gonna sport major wood right in front of the dog I idolized if I was massaging his naked body. Just the thought of it had me hard already. Fortunately he was turned away from me so he couldn't see that I had a throbbing boner in my sheath.
He tossed the shampoo bottle over his shoulder and told me, "Get started Slave, we haven't got all night."
I caught the bottle out of the air, squirted a dollop on my paw and started to rub it into his shoulders. Then I squirted a line of shampoo down his spine, put the bottle on the floor and started working the shampoo into his broad muscular back. Feeling all of his pumped up muscles had me on the edge of blowing my load. The only thing that saved me was the thought that if I started cumming all over his back he would probably kill me. Soon I had him all lathered up so I started at his shoulders. I could feel the knots in his muscles so I kneaded all of them out then worked my way down his back.
Karl was making a pleasured sound, somewhere between a growl and a moan as I worked over his muscles. "You're doing a great job Slave. I could really start to get used to this..." he said then he let out another growl/moan. I was feeling pretty proud of myself, I mean my hero felt I was pretty good at this. "Don't forget the glutes!" He reminded me. I reached down and grabbed the shampoo bottle, squirted some on my paw and rubbed it between my paws. While I was down there I managed to get a good look at Karl's package from behind. He had the biggest set of low hangers I had ever seen and his flaccid sheath was hanging down over them. I decided to get on my knees to massage his ass. As I did I imagined what it would be like kneeling in front of him and worshiping him properly. That was a dangerous thought in my present state so I tried to get my mind off of it.
I massaged his ass for a minute or so and he finally said, "I could do this all night, but unfortunately I got things to do. Get up so I can soap you up."
I got up and immediately turned my back toward him so he couldn't see my boner. I handed him the shampoo and he squirted some on my shoulders and down my spine and lathered me up. When he got to my ass he squirted more shampoo on me then worked it into my fur. Being a Shepherd I have a long bushy tail so he squirted some onto it too, but after he worked it in his paw worked its way to my tailhole. He ran a finger around it teasingly, then reached between my legs and lathered up my balls. I couldn't suppress the moan as I was on the verge of blowing my load. He removed his paws from between my legs, only to reach around me and grab my boner in his big paw.
"Hmmm... Looks like the puppy's got a bone..." he laughed as he stroked my sheath up and down my 6 inches. I only lasted two strokes before my balls slammed up against my body and my load erupted out of my throbbing boner. "That's your reward for the great massage pup." He informed me as he let go of my knot. "Lets rinse off and get out of here."
It took me a lot longer to rinse off than it did Karl. Trying to get all the shampoo out of my thick bushy double coat took forever. I was also at a disadvantage getting dried too. You would think in this day and age our school would have high speed driers in the locker room like most of the other schools in the area did.
When I was finally dried and dressed Karl handed me his backpack with his books in it and I put his over one shoulder and mine over my other shoulder and walked out to the parking lot. Karl's car was the only one in the lot. It was a new candy apple red Corvette Stingray. Damn was it sweet!
"Well? What do you think of it?" Karl said, sweeping his arm over it.
"Man that is a smokin hot ride!"
"Dad got it for me for being named All State QB. My brothers only got Cameros. Dad told them they should have worked harder." He said, a bit of pride creeping into his voice. "Hop in, I'll give you a ride home."
I opened the door and put our book bags behind the seat. I got in and said, "Man it's immaculate in here. I'm worried I'll get fur all over it."
"Don't worry about that. You can vacuum it when you're washing it Saturday." I wasn't sure if he was joking or not, he seemed to take this Master/Slave stuff seriously. But he was at least holding up his end of the bargain. He had already taught me a ton about being a QB.
I closed the door and he fired up the engine. He left the parking lot and turned the wrong way to go to my house. "Master I live about a mile that way." I said pointing behind us.
"Don't worry, I wanna show you what this baby can do!" He replied as he turned left onto a back country road. He hit the gas and burned rubber for about 30 feet, then the car rocketed forward. The road we were on was straight and deserted for several miles, so he worked his way through the gearbox. I looked over at the speedometer and we were going 140 mph which shocked me, I had never gone that fast. The next thing I knew he had his paw on my knee.
Between the adrenaline rush from the speed and his paw on my knee I was starting to chub again. He had taken his foot off of the gas and we were slowing down as we started to come to an area where there were some curves. He took his paw off of my knee to downshift, then moved it back to my knee. My jeans were tented, my boner trapped in a very uncomfortable position. Karl seemed to notice it and appeared to be taking delight in my discomfort. But soon we were pulling up in front of my house. I opened the door, hopped out and grabbed my backpack from behind the seat.
As I was reaching for my backpack Karl said, "As soon as you get to school meet me in the cafeteria so we can go over your duties."
"Yes Master." I replied as closed the door. I wondered what "duties" he was talking about.
He burned rubber as he took off down my street. I walked into the house and was in a hurry to get to my room to take care of my "problem", but unfortunately my mom stopped me. I held my backpack in front of my groin to hide my "condition".
"Why are you just getting home?" She asked. "And who gave you the ride home in that hot rod."
"Mom this is varsity now, we have to practice longer." I said a little exasperated. "Besides I'm 15, I shouldn't have to report where I am every minute of the day." I added rolling my eyes.
"Don't you roll your eyes at me Anthony Wayne Reinhard! Practice can't be that much longer. I called Ed's mom and he was home an hour ago." She said, the grilling just beginning I was sure.
"Well his Master... I mean his mentor must have let him go earlier than mine did." I replied.
"What do you mean his mentor must have let him go earlier?"
I explained the whole mentor system for Sophomores to her. Then I explained how Karl was my mentor and how he did a lot of extra work and I was expected to help him.
"Karl Friedrich? He's such a handsome pup. I went to school with his father..." She said getting a dreamy look in her eyes. "But anyway," she continued snapping out of her reverie, "I still think this mentor system is ridiculous. You shouldn't have to carry his stuff, it's almost like you're a slave."
"Oh Mom, you're being overly dramatic! It's not like being a slave." I lied, it was exactly what they called it. "Karl is spending a lot of time teaching me how to be a QB, it's only right that I should give him something in return."
"I still don't like it, but I know how important football is to you. But if your grades come down I'm pulling you out of it."
"I'll keep my grades up, don't worry." I' don't know why she was bugging me about that, I always got straight A's in school.
"Well your father and I have already eaten, but I made you a plate. It's in the refrigerator, you can nuke it and eat it in your room while you do your homework." She said as she turned and walked back into the living room to watch TV with my dad.
I grabbed the plate out of the fridge and took the foil off of it. At least it was something that nuked well. There was roast beef, mashed potatoes and gravy and buttered corn along with a home made roll. My mom made awesome rolls. I nuked it up but I couldn't get my mind off of the naked form of Karl, so of course I was still hard as a rock. Even my knot was fully formed,which meant I was almost ready to cum in my shorts.
I threw my backpack over my shoulder, poured myself a big glass of milk and grabbed my plate out of the microwave when the timer went off. I quickly made my way up to my room. Each step caused my jeans to rub against my knot almost causing me to spew. As it was by the time I got up to my room the front my shorts were soaked with precum. I got my books out and tried to do my Algebra II homework but all I could think of was Karl's hot body in the shower. I tried for about 10 minutes to get the work done, but I knew nothing was going to sink into my head while it was filled with images of the hottest body I had ever seen.
I locked my door and stripped out of my clothes. I stepped in front of the full length mirror hanging on my closet door to take inventory of myself. What I saw staring back at me wasn't half bad. I was 5'11" tall, the doctor said I should grow another two inches. I was about 180 lbs with a 28" waist. I was more of a wiry build with very little fat on my frame. I ran my paw over my abs, I could feel the beginnings of a decent 6 pack but it was obscured by the fact that us Sheps have thick double coats unlike the short sleek coats of dogs like Dobies. Some of my double coated brethren had opted to get a full body clipping done to show off their muscles, but I wasn't quite that vain. I thought it looked pretty lame to be honest. My coat was a lustrous black and mahogany, definitely nothing to be embarrassed about. Then I gazed down at my dangly bits. I was just an average 6 inches and my balls were average for someone my age, they would probably grow a little, but they would never be anywhere near the size of Karl's package. My Master was one fucking primo stud.
Just thinking about him made my balls start to tingle and my already hard cock begin to throb. All I could think about was getting on my knees in front of my Master and worshiping him properly. I imagined what his cock would feel like in my paw as I stroked his sheath up and down that huge slab of Dobie meat. Ed and I had occasionally jerked each other off, but I had never taken him in my muzzle. All I could think about was what it would feel like to have a stud like that taking charge of my muzzle. It didn't take me long before I was blasting my load into a Kleenex.
With that taken care of I could finally get down to getting my homework done. I got it done fairly quickly even though I was still frequently distracted by fantasies of my sexy Master. It had been a long day and after I finished up my homework I decided to go to bed. Well sort of any way. I lay in my bed and edged for almost an hour thinking of Karl and the things I hoped he'd do to me before I finally blew my load while I imagined him taking my tight little tailhole's virginity. It's funny how a nice orgasm is the best sleeping aid there is...
I woke up with a woody and needed to take care of it before I started my day. I hopped into the shower and pounded one out reliving what happened in the shower with Karl the day before. I dressed and went down to eat breakfast with mom and dad. Mom was great in that respect, she always made us a huge breakfast, bacon, eggs and homefries washed down with a great big glass of milk. Just what an athlete needed to start his day.
I caught the bus and grabbed my usual seat with Ed. "How did things go with Quentin?" I asked.
"It was pretty cool, he had me carry his books to his Camero after we got out of the showers, then he took off. Man is that a sweet ride!" He replied. "How long were you here last night? Your mom called my mom and wondered why you weren't home."
"Karl had me spot for him while he lifted for 45 minutes or so. Then we showered up and he had me carry his books to his CORVETTE! That car is smokin. He told me to get in and he took me for a ride. He had the thing up to 140 mph!"
"No way! A Corvette? And you got to ride in it?" Ed looked at me incredulously.
"Yeah! It was awesome. Plus he showed me a lot about playing QB. He wants me to meet him in the Cafeteria when we get to school."
"What for?"
"He just said he wants to show me what my duties are."
"Sounds like he takes this slave stuff seriously." Ed added dubiously.
"He does, but he also takes his end of the bargain seriously. I'm gonna learn everything I can from him." I finished as the bus pulled up to the school. I hurried to the cafeteria anxious to see what my new duties were, and even more anxious to spend whatever little time I would get with Karl. I saw him at the corner table where all the cool senior dogs hung out, so I walked over to the table.
"Slave! Get over here!" Karl called out when he saw me. "Hey Fred find another seat, I need that seat for my slave. We've got business to take care of." He ordered one of the other seniors at the table. Fred got up and Karl pointed at the seat and commanded me to, "Sit!" I quickly sat in the chair beside him. "Good puppy!" He said and everybody laughed. He tousled my headfur as I turned bright red under my fur. It was a good thing I had worked a load out when I woke up. Just sitting beside this stud who's dominance pheromones were already bleeding through his scent blocker, would have left me with an embarrassing erection.
"Everybody this is my 'slave' Tony. He's a good pup, I'm sure you'll be seeing a lot of him while he goes about his 'duties'." Soon everybody was back to whatever conversations they were involved in. Karl handed me a sheet of paper. It was a copy of his class schedule. "These are my classes this term." He handed me a slip of paper and added, "That's the combination to my lock and my locker number. Memorize the numbers."
I looked at the number, 18-12-24 and the locker was C-36. I read it a few times and said, "OK, I think I've got it."
"OK swallow the paper."
"Haha, real funny." I responded to his ridiculous request.
"I'm serious, swallow the fucking paper." He ordered looking completely serious.
"Yes Sir." I responded as I put the slip of paper in my mouth, chewed it a bit then swallowed.
"Good Pup." He said as he tousled my headfur again. "I think you're gonna work out just fine."
"What am I supposed to do with the schedule?" I asked, my ears perked with curiosity.
"Well if you'll notice I have the title of the text book for each class listed beside the class. You need to grab whatever book I need for the next period, bring it to my next class and take my book from the last period." He said, challenging me with his eyes to disagree.
I dropped my eyes submissively and just replied with a subservient, "Yes Sir."
"Good! Now that we have that out of the way, lets go over those new plays coach added to the playbook." While we were going over the plays he treated me like I was a best friend not his slave. He really understood the plays and helped me understand them too. "Tony if you work hard you'll get a lot of playing time this year. There's plenty of local teams that we'll blow out this year and if I feel comfortable with how you're doing I'll make sure Coach lets you finish out some of these games. I'd like to save myself as much as I can for the playoffs."
"Gee! Thanks Sir!" I exclaimed as the bell to head to home room sounded. On my way to home room I stopped at Karl's locker and got the first 2 books on the list and then stopped by my locker to get the books for my first two classes. I shoved them all into my backpack and slung it over my shoulder, then headed into homeroom.
As soon as the bell rang to head to our first period class I hurried toward Karl's first period classroom. He was waiting outside it talking to a sexy little Poodle in a mini skirt and tight sweater. I recognized her as the head cheerleader. I walked up to him and stood off to the side to be unobtrusive, but he waved me over.
"Fifi this is my 'Slave' Tony. As his initiation he has to do pretty much anything I say." She just giggled. "Tony this is my girlfriend Fifi."
My heart sank at the word girlfriend, but I managed a polite, "Pleased to meet you Fifi."
"Well you better run to class pup, I don't want you to get detention for being late."
And I did just that. That was pretty much my schedule for the day. Find Karl, exchange books, run to my own class... Repeat. At least until it was lunch time. I rushed to the cafeteria and was the eighth pup in line when Karl sauntered up to me.
"Get a double lunch and then meet me at the senior table." He said then extended his paw to hand me some money. I took the money from him and he walked off. I looked at it and it was enough for two lunches. I bought the double lunch and headed over to the "senior table" where Karl had saved a seat next to him. His brothers were both at the table, but Ed wasn't at the table with his Master. I wasn't sure if the double lunch was all for him and I would have to get at the end of the line to get my own or not. I sat the tray down in front of him and he started to dig in.
"Are you gonna eat or not?" He asked.
"Well I wasn't sure if that was all for you or not. You gave me enough money for a double lunch." I said completely unsure of myself.
"Slaves don't buy their own food. Now grab a burger and start chowing down." I grabbed a burger and finished it quickly then we split the double order of fries. When we finished them Karl handed me some more money and said, "Slave I'm still hungry, go up and get us a couple more cheeseburgers."
I got back in the line which was mostly gone by now and got a couple more cheeseburgers and headed back to our table. I put them down on the tray and Karl started to eat his. Just then Frank, a senior Rottie, said to me, "Hey Slave go get me a burger too."
Karl jumped out of his seat so quickly that it slammed against the wall and he grabbed Frank out of his chair by the scruff of the neck, slammed him against the wall and growled, "That's MY 'Slave' and nobody abuses MY 'Slave' except me! UNDERSTOOD?"
"Yyyeah Karl, I was just kidding around." Frank stuttered obviously shaken.
"And that goes for the rest of you too; fucking with MY 'Slave' is just like fucking with me." He said glaring at all of them. I knew Dobies had a reputation of being protective, but wow, he was downright scary. "Eat your burger slave." He said as he calmed down as if nothing had happened.
But that's the way things went until school was over. I grabbed the books I needed for my homework and then headed to Karl's locker. He was busy talking to Fifi, but he told me to open his locker and grab his backpack. Then he told my which books to throw into it. I threw each of the backpacks over a shoulder as he said his goodbyes to Fifi and followed him to the locker room.
Practice went great; Karl was really showing me tons of new stuff. I would never be as good as he was, I just didn't have his genetics, but I could really see myself getting a scholarship to a small college if I worked as hard as he did.
When practice was over we headed down to the dungeon again while everyone else headed to the showers. I followed Karl down and helped him remove his gear. He stripped down to the jockstrap again which gave me an instant boner. He was just so fucking sexy, but the bastard ruined everything by having a girlfriend. He headed over to the squat rack and directed me to help him load the bar. We stopped when we had 710 lbs on the bar. I hoped he could handle it because there was no fucking way in hell that I could handle that weight if he lost it.
He sloooowly lowered himself all the way down, his huge quads bulging with the strain. His glutes were also rippling as he worked his way back up. He did 10 perfect reps with all that weight, but I still think I had the most pumped up muscle in the dungeon. My love muscle was harder than Chinese Algebra and it was trapped at an uncomfortable angle by my jock. When he put the weight back on the rack I quickly adjusted my package. He turned just then and 'caught' me red pawed, and grinned evilly at me.
"Looks like your having a 'hard' time concentrating on the lifting tonight." He said turning around to face me. "I guess I am too." He added when he was facing me and I saw his engorged sheath sticking up above the waist band of his jock. He put his paws on my shoulders and firmly pushed me down to my knees in front of him. Right in front of my eyes, partially encased in a jockstrap, was 9" of rock hard dripping Dobie cock.
Despite how much I wanted it I wasn't sure that I wanted him to know I was gay. "I'm not sure we should be doing this." I protested weakly.
"Remember what Coach said, you slaves are supposed to do whatever we ask you. I didn't hear him make exceptions... Besides I've been watching you, you know you want it. Don't you."
I nodded, blushing furiously. I'm sure the insides of my ears were bright red from the embarrassment, but my desire to get my paws on Karl's doghood easily outweighed any embarrassment that I had. Ed and I had jerked each other off a few times, but I had a feeling that Karl wasn't planning on settling on getting pawed off.
"Just relax and enjoy it, this is just between master and slave. Go on, take my jock off."
I reached up and grabbed one side of his waistband in each paw and slid it down over his hip and down to the floor. When I pulled his jock off I was almost overpowered by the musky odor of his dominance pheromones. His cock was gorgeous, the tip of that 9 inch love muscle just peeking out of the tip of his sheath, pre oozing out of his piss slit, down his sheath onto his two large low hangers before dripping onto the floor.
Daringly I stuck out my tongue and caught the next drop of pre just as it was about to drip from his balls. The dominance pheromones in it made me whimper piteously. I had a taste of my Master, now I needed more. Any pretense of shyness disappeared as my tongue went to work, first working over his nuts then following the trail of pre up his sheath to its source. I cradled his nads with my left paw while I skinned his sheath down with my right, exposing a dick that exceeded anything from my hottest wet dream.
The thick red gnarled shaft had veins protruding all over it. I still gripped his sheath in my paw and started running it up and down his shaft. He let out a low rumbling growl of pleasure as I took his dickhead into my eager muzzle. I ran my tongue around his head while I slowly bobbed my head up and down on his maleness, taking more in each time my head went down. It almost seemed like he was ready to blow when he grabbed me by the ears and pulled me off of his shaft. He put his paw under my muzzle and tilted my head up to look into my eyes.
"I'll bet you've been fantasizing about this since yesterday, haven't you?" He asked cockily.
"No. I've been dreaming about this ever since I figured out what my cock was for. The first time I ever jerked off I was thinking about you."
I think I touched his pride and vanity, but I wasn't aiming for that. It was the truth, he had been the subject of most of my stroke fantasies. "Well see, sometimes dreams actually cum true." He said as he wiped his cockhead over my lips. I tried to take him back into my muzzle but he kept it just out of my reach.
"Please Master, I want it." I pleaded.
"I love it when you beg!" He smirked as he grabbed me by the ears again and thrust into my muzzle. "You're gonna suck my cock anytime I ask you to, aren't you?"
I tried to say "Yes Master!" but it's hard to do when 9 inches of doghood is playing tonsil hockey in your muzzle. I could fit about 7 inches of it in my muzzle but the last two had nowhere to go except down my throat. After the first two of three thrusts I was able to take it the whole way down without gagging. That's about the time Karl lost control. He was on the edge. He gripped my ears tighter and started fucking my face. Between my eagerness to service him and his dominance pheromones and musk I submitted fully to him letting him use my muzzle as he saw fit. I could feel his knot starting to form outside my lips so I gripped the base of it causing his massive load to explode down my throat. He held my head steady as he continued to face fuck me, shooting another huge spurt of Dobie spunk down my throat with each thrust. Finally he pulled my head away, grabbed his doghood and continued cum painting my face and chest with his spooge.
I realized that somewhere along the line I had started cumming too, even though I was still in my uniform. I was going to have to continue spotting for him even though my cum was starting to 'spot' through my uniform pants. His workout only took 20 more minutes, since it was only a legs day. He did 4 more sets of squats and then got on the leg extension machine and the hamstring curl machine to finish out his workout. Since he didn't need spotted on the machines I was able to do sets in between his.
By the time we had finished up our session of course everyone else was gone. Coach hadn't even bothered to yell down to us, he just packed his shit and left with the rest of the team. When we got to the shower room Karl just slipped off his jock, tossed it over his shoulder at me and walked into the shower, leaving me to put away his pads and put his uniform into the mesh bag to be washed. Before I put his jock in the bag I sniffed it good, his musk and pheromones making me hard almost immediately. I was tempted to take it home to put over my muzzle when I pounded one out tonight but I thought better of it. I got out of my stuff and headed to the shower.
Karl already had the shower next to him running, waiting for me to get in. He was relaxing in the hot water, his soapy paw stroking his sheath up and down his sexy dogmeat. I soaped up his back and massaged his muscles and he returned the favor just like last time. Then he turned me around and we both soaped up each others fronts, finishing up with our dangly bits. He pulled me close to him, holding me tightly against his massive chest. Then he put his paw under my muzzle and tilted my head up until I was looking at him. He brought his slightly parted muzzle down to mine. I froze terrified. I didn't know what to do, I had never kissed someone before.
His lips brushed mine, then covered them possessively. I could feel his tongue running across the front of my lips then parting them and running across my teeth. I finally opened up in surrender to my Master and his tongue snaked into my muzzle like it owned the place. I guess technically it did own me since I was his slave, but I was shocked to realize just how much I liked this kissing stuff. Soon our tongues were entwined and dancing together in my muzzle. Our cocks were rock hard, slowly and sensuously undulating across each other while we continued to tongue wrestle.
The next thing really surprised me. Karl lowered me to the shower floor right under the running water and followed me down to the floor. He positioned me on my back then crawled between my legs. I wasn't sure I was ready to get fucked yet. I mean he was awful fucking big to take up my virgin asshole, but fortunately that wasn't what he had in mind. He lowered himself until he was laying on top of me and lined his massive doghood up with my much smaller maleness. He started thrusting against me as he brought his muzzle back against mine. Of course I opened my muzzle immediately to accommodate him. I was sucking on his tongue while he thrust against me.
Being dominated by such an alpha stud was incredibly erotic, I could feel his big hard gnarled cock rubbing against my much smaller smoother meat. At the end of each forward thrust I could feel his big low hangers ramming against my smaller tight sack. The soap was lubing us up so our cocks were sliding sensuously against each others, unlike anything I had ever felt in my life. The tingling in my balls was starting to build as he increased the intensity of the thrusting. But every time he increased speed we would lose contact with each other causing us to have to start over and try to get the rhythm back.
Finally Karl raised up to his knees again, looking down on me. "Slave hold your paws like this." He said and he positioned my paws on either side of my dick, making guide rails for his big hot rod. He lowered himself down again and I guided his tool down between my paws. As he thrust against me the undersides of our cocks slid against each other, the lather lubing us as Karl picked up speed. He thrust even harder against me, making sure I knew just who was in charge. We were two horny teenage pups so there was no way in hell we were going to last very long. My Master finally could take it no longer and cried out, "Grab my knot Slave!
I gripped the bases of our knots as we went over the edge. Karl grunted out his dominance as his huge balls jumped and he started to blast his load onto me. I could feel the spooge jetting through his urethra as it rocketed out of the tip of his doghood. The only downside I could think of is that it was a waste of such a big tasty load. I could feel it hitting my chest fur as my own load sprayed all over my belly. Karl collapsed on top of me his full weight pinning me to the wet tile. Both of us were panting from our exertion as we lay there recovering. He finally pushed back up to his knees looking down possessively at me. He put his big paw over the pool of his spooge on my chest and started to rub it into me, semi-instinctively trying to mark me as his. But there was really no need for that, as far as I was concerned he was my Master even without the initiation stuff. He was my hero and I would do anything he wanted me to do.
"Thank you Master." I said almost reverently as I gazed up at him adoringly.
He moved his spooge covered paw up to caress my cheek, the paw now caressing my muzzle just reeked of his essence. "I think we both enjoyed that one..." He replied as he lowered himself down to kiss me again. My muzzle was immediately open to accept that thick Dobie tongue. His musk and dominance pheromones were intensified by the hot steam in the shower and I couldn't help but submit unconditionally to my Master.
Unfortunately he broke the kiss long before I was ready. I whimpered in protest but to no avail. "It's getting late Slave, we don't have time to do anything else. We stood up and soaped up each others fronts to get the spooge off. After a quick hop in the shower got dressed and Karl drove me home. When we pulled into my drive way Karl pulled my muzzle over to his and gave me a quick kiss. "You're working out even better than I expected." He told me then let me go to grab my stuff and head to the house.
The next day at school went pretty much the same as the previous one did. I was Karl's errand pup, carrying his books, getting his lunch and just his general overall gofer. But I did get to hang around Karl and all the cool senior dogs. It was also becoming obvious that most of the other pups in my grade would have given anything to be Karl's slave and get to hang out with him. I mean he was THE Big Dog On Campus, the most popular dog in the school.
We were done eating and just lounging waiting for the bell that signified the end of lunch period to ring. Karl got up and told me, "Come over here, there's something I need to tell you." We walked over to the window where we couldn't be overheard. "What class do you have next period?" He asked.
"I've got a study hall." I replied my ears rose in curiosity.
"That will work perfectly. I've got one too and Coach is running it. Yeah this will work perfectly." He said cryptically.
"What will work perfectly?" I asked.
"Fifteen minutes into class tell the teacher running your study hall that you need a pass to use the John and then meet me in the second floor restroom in the shop wing. Nobody ever uses that one." He said. I was about to ask him what he wanted me for but he cut me off. "You don't need to know, just be there." He demanded imperiously.
"Yes Master." I replied obediently as the bell rang. Since we both had study hall right after lunch I had quite a few books to carry for each of us. I dropped Karl's books off at his study hall then had to hurry to mine. I did my Biology homework while keeping an eye on the clock. At a quarter to one I asked the teacher for a hall pass to use the restroom. She was so busy reading a romance novel that she barely looked up as she handed me the pass. She must have been in a steamy section of it because you could smell her arousal permeating from under her desk. At least she wouldn't be paying attention to how long I was gone.
I hurried to the shop wing, for some reason there were no afternoon shop classes so the restrooms should be deserted. Karl wasn't there yet so I walked up to the nearest urinal, skinned back my sheath a bit and relieved myself. Just as I was zipping up Karl walked in.
He walked over to the stall at the very back of the room and motioned me into it. He pointed to the toilet and said "Sit!" which I immediately did without question. It also had me staring straight at his crotch, which I could see was obviously in a state of arousal. "All I've been able to think about all day was how good your muzzle felt on my cock. I haven't been able to concentrate all day, so get busy 'Slave'."
I unzipped his jeans and noticed he was going commando, but I couldn't get his doghood out through just the zipper so I had to unbutton his jeans. I let them fall to the floor revealing a painfully erect doghood that was in immediate need of relief. I peeled back his sheath and started licking his head. He grabbed my ears and said, "We don't have time for that shit, I just need to dump my load and get back to study hall!" And with that he shoved his huge cock into my muzzle and directly down my throat without giving me time to get used to it. I could tell he had a ton of pent up sexual aggression and he wasn't going to last long. He was just fucking my face, looking to get off as quickly as he could.
Right now I was just a cum dump to him, but surprisingly that was a turn on too. He was massaging the head of his cock with my throat muscles as he got down to the short strokes. I could feel him tense up jammed into me, my nosepad buried deep in his pubes as he started dumping his seed directly down my throat. Nothing caring or romantic about it, just an alpha dog taking what he wanted.
He finished cumming, pulled out of my throat, pulled his jeans up and buttoned them up. As he was zipping them up and tightening his belt he said, "Stay in here for a minute or two after I leave so nobody will be suspicious."
"Yes Master." I replied, but I was talking to his back because he had already turned and left the stall and headed toward the door. My throat hurt a little from the rough treatment but I stood up, turned around and wanked a load into the toilet. There was no way I wanted to head back to study hall with a case of blueballs. When I got back to class the teacher was still so absorbed in her romance novel that she didn't even question how long I was gone. When I handed her back the key she pulled her paw from under the desk like she had been stung. You could definitely smell her arousal, she had obviously been pawing her cooze. I winked at her and the inside of her ears turned red from embarrassment. I chuckled on my way back to my seat. At least now I could blackmail her a bit if she ever gave me a hard time.
The day went without anything unusual happening until after practice. Practice itself went great. I got to run the scout team offense and Ed was my receiver. We actually fooled the first team defense once when Ed did a double move on the cornerback and I gave a pump fake to freeze the safety. When the cornerback tried to jump the route Ed made his second move and ran up field toward the post. The cornerback was caught flat footed and I hit Ed right in stride for the touchdown. Coach ripped the defense a new asshole for giving up that play. Which didn't make me popular with the players on the defense but when I came off the field Karl grabbed me in a bear hug. "That was great, those bozos need to start playing straight up defense instead of guessing. They're pissed now but they needed brought down a peg so they'll be ready for that shit in the game."
That was the highlight of practice for me, especially the high praise from my Master. After practice of course we made our daily trip to the dungeon. Karl again stripped down to his jock and to my surprise ordered me to strip down to mine. I wondered what he had in store for me. We lifted, or mostly Karl lifted and I spotted for him. Damn he was so sexy in his jock when he was lifting those heavy weights.
We lifted until we heard coach lock up and then Karl got a big grin on his face. He went over to the first aid cabinet and got out several rolls of ace bandage. "Kneel over this weight bench!" He ordered. I didn't have any idea what he had in mind but once I was kneeling face down on the weight bench he grabbed my right wrist and started wrapping it to the leg of the bench.
"Hey! What are you doing?" I asked as he moved to my left wrist and started to wrap it to the other leg of the bench.
"I wanna take your cherry, and I don't wanna have to hold you still. Believe me it will be better for both of us this way." He said but I didn't buy it. I'd fantasized about Karl taking me for two years, but my fantasies had never included bondage. I was just about to make this argument when Karl removed his jock, wadded it up and shoved it in my muzzle. "Just be quiet, it will be easier for both of us that way. He got behind me and started to lick my pucker.
I was scared. I was bent over the bench, tied down and gagged and my Master was getting ready to shove 9 fat inches up my virgin asshole. And as scared as I was I was also hard as a rock and still trapped in my jockstrap. It was what I had been dreaming of for two years, having the dog of my dreams deep inside me. But I was sure it was gonna hurt like hell.
He got behind me, lifted my tail and started licking my pucker. No one had ever done that before, I couldn't believe how good it felt. I moaned into the jockstrap wadded up in my muzzle. Then I felt something poking at my hole and I froze until I realized it was just a finger. "Dammit Slave, just relax. I gotta get you stretched out a bit of it's gonna hurt like hell."
I relaxed and he wormed his finger up into me. He started running it in and out of me, then he inserted a second finger. It hurt at first but soon he had me moaning again especially when he hit a certain spot in me. He did the same with a third finger until I was really loose, then he pulled out. I knew now was the moment of truth. He got behind me and guided his doghood to my loosened up hole. He pushed in and despite the stretching it hurt like hell when the head popped in. I screamed into my gag for a moment but then the pain subsided a little. When I relaxed again he started pushing the rest of the way into me. It seemed to take forever before those big low hangers were resting against my dangly bits. Fortunately he held steady until I had stretched enough to accommodate him, then he slowly started sawing in and out of me.
It was finally starting to feel good, just knowing that my idol was in me had me starting to get hard again. And that was when it happened. He changed the angle of his thrusting and I felt the head of his cock hit "the spot" and then the rest of his cock rub against it on the way in and on the way out. Even though my dick was trapped between my body and the bench it was twitching and leaking every time my Master thrust into me.
"Damn are you tight! I'm not gonna last long!" He said as he picked up the pace.
I knew I wasn't gonna last long either as whatever he was hitting in there was making my balls tingle in that familiar way. I couldn't help myself, I started thrusting against the bench as I was racing to my climax. I could feel Karl's knot starting to form, but before it got too big he pulled it out, leaving everything but the knot in me. I guess he gripped the base of his knot because he started cumming in me right after I started to cum. I think I blacked out from the sensations because the next thing I remembered was Karl unwrapping the ace bandages from my arms and legs.
"Wow! That was wild." He said as he helped me into the locker room and into the shower. I was walking a little bit funny, I guess I would just tell my mom I got dinged up a little at practice. This time Karl just shampooed me. "You took it like a champ. It will get easier the more we do it." By the time we got dried up and walked to the car I was walking pretty normal.
Things continued on pretty much like this for a week and a half, well other than the bondage which was a one time thing, right up until our first game. Karl had really helped me a lot. I knew the plays well plus his help with my throwing mechanics had helped me throw a flatter ball, with more accuracy and a quicker release. In return I had kept his balls drained in a variety of ways, but to be honest I'm not sure I wasn't getting the best of that deal too. I mean for a gay pup like myself what could be better than having every one of your sexual fantasies come true with a walking wet dream of a Dobie stud.
Time seemed to drag during the day, even with the distraction of a pep rally that they let us out of last period for. I was so nervous that I couldn't even finish my dinner. I don't know why I was that nervous, I probably wasn't gonna even play. But I sure as hell had butterflies. Mom and Dad would be going to the game. They were pretty cool, they always came to all of my games. We were supposed to show up at the field house at 6 PM. At a quarter to 6 as Mom was getting ready to drive me to the field house, I heard a familiar engine as a car pulled into our driveway. I ran out to see what Karl wanted.
"What you waiting for 'Slave'? Grab your shit and hop in." He ordered.
I ran back in the house and told Mom that Karl was going to give me a ride. She rolled her eyes, she really didn't like me riding in his "Hot Rod" as she called it. I grabbed my stuff and tossed it behind the seat as I hopped in the passenger door. I hadn't even closed the door when Karl had already started backing out. "So are you all excited for the game Slave?"
"Yes Master. I was so nervous that I couldn't even finish my dinner." I replied sheepishly.
"There's no reason to worry. I plan on us having such a big lead when you come in that even if you make some mistakes we'll be fine." He said, his cockiness bordering on arrogance.
"That sounds like you have a lot of confidence in me..." I said a bit sarcastically.
"Look Slave, I have plenty of confidence in you. You have a chance to be pretty good in a year or two, I don't mean as good as I am, but way better than average." He said in his typical cocky manner. "Especially if you get some experience this year. You're gonna make some mistakes, at least you will be able to make the mistakes this year when I have us way ahead." I was hoping he wouldn't jinx us with his confident boasts, I was worrying it was bordering on overconfidence. I know that the dog who wrote the high school football prognostications for our newspaper had us as a 21 point favorite, but this was the first game of the year and that was always a game where surprises can happen.
We were the first one's to the field house, about 10 minutes before the Coach usually arrived. Karl always parked his 'Vette all the way out in the corner of the parking lot so no one would park beside it. We sat in the car waiting. Karl moved his arm up until his paw was behind my head and he started to pull my head down toward his lap. "Slave I need to relieve some of this tension." I looked down and there was a huge bulge in his jeans. He didn't have to force me, I was just about addicted to that huge cock. I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped his fly. He was going commando so there was nothing else to get in the way of what I desired. He lifted his ass from the seat and let me slide his jeans down to his knees. For a moment I just took in the sight of that fully stuffed sheath with the big low hangers dangling below it. I didn't realize I was drooling until a drop of saliva fell from my tong and landed on his sack.
I looked up at him sheepishly and then licked the drool off of his balls. I figured that while I was down there that's where I should start. I got my tongue under his left nut and licked his scrotum from bottom to top. His musk and dominance pheromones were intoxicating. I whimpered as I did the same with his right nut. I took both of those egg size balls into my muzzle and caressed first one than the other with my long flexible tongue. I reached up with my paw and wrapped it as far around his sheath as I could then I slowly slid it up and down while my tongue continued to work over his stones. I must have been pleasing him because precum was now drooling out of his piss slit. It ran down his sheath over my paw and onto my nosepad which was snug up against the base of his sheath.
I couldn't figure out how I had gotten so lucky, I was getting to service the sexiest dog in the whole school on a regular basis. What more could a gay pup ask for. I licked my way up his sheath then peeled it down using just my lips. I was becoming quite talented at giving blow jobs. With one paw I fondled his balls, just imagining the treat they contained. My other paw was sliding his sheath up and down over the bottom half of his dick while my tongue took care of the head. I soon had him moaning.
"Slave, you're the best cocksucker I've ever had! FUCK! I'M CUMMING!" He cried out as he pulled my head down all the way until my muzzle was nestled in his pubes and started pumping his spooge down my throat. I had practiced enough that I could breath through my nose while he pumped his load into my gullet. I ran my tongue under his cock so I could feel his seed pulsing through his dick. He stopped cumming and let go of my head. I continued to suck on him, trying to get every last drop I could until his head got too sensitive and he pulled me away.
"Nothing like a good BJ to relieve the tension and get you all loose for a game. You're really getting good at this." He praised.
"Thanks!" I said licking my lips to make sure I hadn't missed a drop.
We got ourselves all composed, grabbed our stuff and walked toward the field house. The only one that was there was Coach and he gave Karl a questioning leer. Karl smirked back, then we headed down to get ready for the game.
Our game was against the Laurel High School Badgers. It had rained earlier in the day and the field was a little slick. I was a bit nervous as I put on my gear. I gazed over at Karl as he stripped down. His sexy body got me thinking about what I had just done in the car. I realized I could still taste his cum in my mouth. I finished dressing and we headed out to warm up. Soon our band was playing the National Anthem and then it was game time.
We received the opening kickoff and our return man bobbled the kickoff and got tackled at our own 10 yard line. Not a very auspicious start to our season. Coach gave me a clipboard to chart plays, typical duty of the backup QB. I was close enough to hear what play coach called. I couldn't believe he actually called it. We were at our own 10 yard line and he was calling a gadget play! I held my breath as Karl went behind the center and took the snap. He pitched it out to his brother Louis on what was designed to look like a power sweep to the right. Fortunately nearly the whole Badger defense ran after the play while Karl leaked out to the left flat. Louis got over near the sideline, stopped and threw the ball back to Karl. He was out in the open field and he only had the safety to beat. The safety didn't have a prayer, he was about 5'9" and about 170 lbs going against Karl's 6'4" and 240 lbs of solid muscle. Karl gave him a stiff arm that knocked him on his ass and took off for the end zone. There was no way anybody was going to catch him. He went 90 yards for a touchdown on the first play from scrimmage.
The stadium erupted and Karl ran over to the sideline as everybody congratulated him, me among the first to meet him. I gave him a high five and he winked at me and asked, "What did ya think of that?"
"That was amazing, they took it hook, line and sinker." I replied.
"You better get yourself ready to get in the game. If I have any say about it you may be starting the second half." He added. Then he went over to the bench and sat down. I grabbed a cup of Gatorade for him and followed him to the bench. He gulped it down as we made the extra point. Our kicker got a nice deep kick and we tackled their return man at the 22 yard line. Our defense held them to three and out and they punted the ball to Quentin who was our punt returner. He took the kick near midfield, went up the middle and then broke it to the outside in the clear. He only had the kicker to beat at the 20 yard line but when he planted to make his cut his paw went out from under him and he slipped to the ground without even getting touched.
Karl shook his head in disbelief, "We're never gonna let him live that one down. Getting caught by the kicker! Dad's really gonna ride his ass for that one."
The offense went back onto the field. Karl handed it off two times to Louis and he got 8 yards on the first carry up the middle and he broke the second one off right tackle for the touchdown. The game was only 3 minutes old and we were already up 14-0. It was becoming obvious that our opponents were completely out dogged, mainly because of the Freidrich brothers. They were dogs among pups and it became more apparent with each possession.
When our opponents got the ball back they tried a run up the middle for no gain. On second down they tried a short pass to the flat and Quentin stepped in front of it, then returned it 30 yards for a touchdown. The game continued like this until we were leading 42-0 at halftime. We went into the locker room and Karl came up to me and said, "Tony get your head together, you're gonna be starting the second half." I was shocked for two reasons. First Karl nearly always called me Slave not Tony. And second it looked like I was gonna get to play the whole second half.
A moment later Coach came over and verified what Karl had said. "Hey Tony, you're QB in the second half. I don't like playing Sophs especially at QB but Karl says you can handle it. Don't fuck it up or I'll pull you out so fast you're head will spin." Nothing like words of encouragement that instill confidence I thought sarcastically. He gave us a rah rah speech at half time basically saying to just keep doing what we had been doing.
We kicked off to start the second half. They returned the kick to the 33 yard line. Or defense stopped them so they had to punt. It was obvious that they were afraid to punt it to Quentin so they punted out of bounds. Their punter didn't do a good job of it, he shanked it our of bounds at our 47 yard line. As I grabbed my helmet to head out to the field Karl yelled to me, "Just relax, you'll do fine." I ran into the huddle, surprisingly the rest of the starters were still in the game. Coach had sent in a running play to Louis. It was a sweep to the right, but he slipped in the backfield as he was turning it up field and was stopped for a 6 yard loss. Then on the next play our left tackle who wasn't used to my cadence jumped off sides so we were back another 5 yards leaving us with a second and 21 at our 36 yard line.
On the next play I handed it off to Louis again and he ran off tackle for 7 yards leaving us with a third and 14. Coach sent in a passing play. I dropped back to pass and saw Quentin breaking free over the middle 25 yards down field. Then I tried to aim the ball instead of just throwing it, a mistake I hadn't made since peewee football, with predictable results. I didn't get it high enough to clear the linebacker on the play and he made a leaping interception in front of Quentin. He cut across the field to the right sideline and started running toward the goal line. I was the only one that had a chance to stop him and I ran my ass off pulling him down at our 25 yard line.
I hadn't even got to the sideline when I heard Coach yell, no make that scream at the top of his lungs, "What the FUCK was that! I knew I shouldn't have put you in the game!" He was about to continue when Karl came over to calm him down.
"Just relax coach. We have a 42 point lead. The poor pup just had the jitters, he'll do better on the next series..."
"What do you mean on the next series, his ass is going to the bench. You better get warmed up, you're going back in." Coach replied still highly agitated.
Karl pulled him over to the side and talked quietly to him. Fortunately I have good hearing so I could hear what he said. "Coach I've been working with Tony and he's been doing pretty good. If you pull him now you're gonna ruin his confidence, maybe forever. Go ahead and give him a chance to work things out. We may need him later in the year, besides they aren't gonna score 42 points on us." I was really grateful that Karl stuck up for me. He walked over to me, put his arm around my shoulder and said, "I calmed Coach down, you're going back in on the next series. Do you know what you did wrong?"
"Yeah I aimed my throw instead of just throwing it." I said dejectedly.
"Tony you have to remember as a QB you have to have a short memory. When you make a mistake you have to know what you did wrong but don't dwell on it. You have to be a leader. I know you can do it, I've seen you do it in Jr. High. Now when you go back out there, just pretend it's Jr. High again. Just play your own game, you've got all the skills to do it." He finished up his pep talk just as our defense held them on fourth down. I was all pumped up, Karl's confidence in me was a real boost. I grabbed my helmet and headed out to the huddle.
I huddled the team up and addressed them. "OK guys I screwed up last time, my bad. But were gonna take it straight down the field this time. So we're going Dive 23 on 3! Let's go!" I said as we broke the huddle. I took the snap and handed of to Louis who took it up the middle for 7 yards. The next play we ran the option, I faked the hand off up the middle to the fullback and then ran to the outside with Louis running waiting for the pitch. I read the defense which seemed to be keying on Louis. I faked the pitch to Louis and turned it up field for 13 yards.
When I came back to the huddle, Louis slapped my ass and said, "Great read."
We continued to run the ball down the field and Louis finally pounded it in for the score. We had used up the rest of the third quarter and we were now up 49-0. We had the Badgers completely demoralized. Coach put in the quite a few of the second teamers on defense and the Badgers actually managed
a few first downs before we forced them to punt near midfield. We got the ball back on the 18 yard line. All three of the Friedrich brothers were on the bench, they were done for the night, Karl had even taken his shoulder pads off already. Ed and I were the only two Sophs in the game, but about half of the lineup was second stringers. But on the other hand the Badger's coach had taken most of his defensive starters out so we had no excuses.
I ran the option pretty well with us getting 4 or 5 yards a carry. We were at midfield when coach finally sent in some short passing plays. I hit Ed with a quick down and out for 8 yards. Coach called the play again, we hit it for 7 more yards. I saw their corner cheat up a little and Coach sent in the play I was hoping for. It was the same play Ed and I had burned our first team defense with last week. Ed ran a down and out and the cornerback tried to jump the route. I gave a pump fake which froze the safety. Ed turned it up field and managed to get behind the safety running down the sideline. I hit him right in stride and he ran into the end zone untouched. I ran to the end zone and hugged Ed. It was our first touchdown together on the varsity. We ran to the sideline together and our Masters were the first ones to congratulate us.
"Great throw, I knew you could do it." Karl said, giving me a big hug. Praise coming from him meant more than from everybody else combined. I was too caught up in the moment to respond, but I'm sure the ear to ear grin on my muzzle said it all.
It was 56-0 now with two and a half minutes left in the game so after the kick off Coach put all the backups in on defense. The Badgers were moving it down the field but only got to our 42 yard line when the time ran out. Everybody ran out on the field to celebrate, but when I started to run out Karl grabbed me by the back of my jersey. "No need to get excited by a win against a team we should beat easily. Keep an even keel, don't get too high or too low until we reach our final goal." I nodded, of course our final goal this year was the state championship. We did head out on the field to be with our teammates but I understood that this was just the first step in a long season.
We headed to the locker room and Coach gave us a post game speech, echoing what Karl had said. We showered up and headed out into the night. When I got in the car Karl told me, "You're coming over to my house for our after game get together. It's usually only starters, but Quentin and I decided to invite our slaves. Do you think your mom will let you stay overnight?"
"I can give her a call and find out." I said reaching for my phone and punching her up. "Mom the team is having a get together at Karl's house. He said it will be getting over late, and wanted to know if he could bring me home in the morning."
"Can you put him on the phone?" Was all she said.
"She wants to talk to you." I told him handing him the phone.
"Yes Ma'am." Karl started, then after listening for a moment. "We have a get together after every game." He paused again and said, "No Ma'am there won't be any alcohol, Dad's real strict about that. He figures it's better to let us have a party there than go out and be tempted to drink." Another pause, "Yes Ma'am." He said, then handed me the phone adding, "She wants to talk to you."
I took the phone back and she said. "OK, we'll give this a try this time but if I find out there was any alcohol or drugs there you'll never get to go again."
"Thanks Mom!" I said and hung up the phone. "She said I can stay over!" Karl high fived me and he turned onto a back country road and floored the 'Vette. We rocketed down the road until we came to a Huge house on top of a hill. Karl pulled into the long driveway. He passed the big house, drove another 100 yards and pulled up to a smaller house. When I say smaller, it was smaller than the mansion, but it was bigger than our 3 bedroom house. "You live here?"
"Yeah, what do you think of it?"
"Who lives in the big house?" I asked.
"We do. This is just the guest house. Dad lets us use it for our parties. It's far enough away from the main house that our music doesn't bother him and mom." He answered as we got out of the car. We were the first ones here. The basement of the house was one big rec room. There were caterers already here setting up the food. There was a table with chips and dips, tubs of soft drinks, a table with a dozen pizzas and half a dozen sandwich rings. Off to the side was a table of desserts.
I was kinda surprised that they weren't having their girlfriends over for the party so I asked him about it. "If we have a party with bitches Dad insists on chaperoning, he doesn't want us screwing up our lives by knocking up some bitch before we're ready to start a family. Besides this is a team party, we wanna act like guys not have to tone shit down because of the bitches." I was happy about that since I would probably get to spend more time with my Master that way.
I heard a car door slam and Louis walked into the rec room a few seconds later. "Ya did good for your first game Tony." He said as he walked over and tousled my headfur. "Just don't let it go to your head. The Badgers weren't very good, we'll have tougher opponents coming up." Then he walked over and grabbed a can of Pepsi out of one of the tubs. Karl grabbed a Mountain Dew and I grabbed a Dr. Pepper out of the ice when another car pulled up. Soon Quentin and Ed walked in. We said our hellos and they grabbed a drink also. The rec room was fully stocked with all the toys. There were three big HD TV's hooked up to gaming consols. One had a Wii U, another had a PS3 and the final one was connected to an XBox 360X. There was a full size pool table, a foosball table, ping pong table and an air hockey table. In rapid succession the rest of the starters made their way down to the party.
There was a little bit of an ulterior motive for inviting Ed and I, we both ended up being gofers for whatever our Masters wanted. But the upside was that we were right in the thick of things and everyone other than our Masters treated us with respect. It was a great time, but things started clearing out at 11:45 and by midnight it was just the Freidrich brothers, Ed and I left. I figured that Ed and I would have to clean up the place, so I started picking up empty cans and plates.
"What the fuck are you doing Slave?" Karl asked.
"Just helping clean up. I figured that's why Ed and I were here."
"No you're here as guests. The maid will clean this mess up tomorrow. But I can think of other things that need done." He added as he reached down and fingered a stiffening bulge in his jeans. I was a little nervous, I mean we were right here in front of his brothers and Ed. "You know what Bro?" Karl said to Quentin. "I think we should have our slaves put on a little show for us first. You know, to get our motors all revved up."
"That's exactly what I was thinking." Quentin replied fingering a large bulge of his own. "Should we head up to the master bedroom?"
"Yeah, I've been left with Rosy Palm and her 5 sisters for too long." Louis chimed in.
And with that Karl led us all upstairs to the master bedroom. We filed into the room and Karl and Quentin positioned Ed and I in front of the bed. "Go ahead and undress each other." Karl ordered.
"Yeah but do it nice and slow and sexy." Quentin insisted.
Ed was my best friend and we had wanked each other off in my room a couple of times, but that was in private. We had never put on a show for anyone before. We both hesitated, neither wanting to be the one to make the first move. From the corner of my eye I could see that the brothers were all stroking the large stiff cocks that were sticking out of their flies. "Come on! Let's get this show started!" Karl ordered. I figured if I was gonna have to put on a show, I should really put on a show. I wrapped my arms around Ed's waist and pulled him towards me. He froze up at first then gave me an "oh what the hell" look and melted into my arms. I slowly slid my paws down his sides and around until I was cupping one globe of his bubble butt in each of my paws. We started rubbing our groins against each other and we could each feel the other beginning to stiffen.
Then I got really daring and brought my muzzle toward Ed's. We were still grinding against each other when our lips touched for the first time. It was pretty obvious that Quentin had given him the same kissing lessons that Karl had given me because he opened his muzzle as my tongue brushed up against his teeth. I was doing things with my best friend that I never dreamed of doing with him before and found myself wondering why I had never done these things with him before. It was totally fucking hot and it was obvious that he was into it just as much as I was. I moved my hands to the hem of his T-shirt and slowly started lifting it up. Soon his washboard abs were in view. He started swaying side to side like he was wiggling out of the shirt that I kept lifting higher. His arms went up as the shirt continued its upward ascent. Ed was a complete twink, his thin Greyhound body had no fat on it whatsoever, just sinewy muscle. Soon it was covering his head and then it finally pulled off his head and I lifted it over his outstretched arms. We had continued grinding against each other the whole time I was taking off his shirt. I nonchalantly tossed his shirt over my shoulder as the triplets hooted at us. I moved my head down and nipped at one of his nipples. He let out a yelp and I felt his dick jump in his shorts.
Ed gripped the hem of my shirt and started to pull it slowly up. I was the only double coated dog here so you couldn't see my washboard abs even though I had them. I was more muscular than Ed but you couldn't see my definition under all my fur. Soon he had my shirt off and he tossed it aside.
I pulled my hands from Ed's ass and reached around and unbuckled his belt. Because the pants were a little large and Ed had almost no hips the pants slid right down his legs and he stepped out of them, I put my paws on the inside of his tighty whitey briefs and dropped to my knees in front of him as I pulled them down. I ran my paw under his balls and up his sheathed stalk, showing it off. It was slightly shorter and thinner than mine but it was hard as a rock and leaking pre like a faucet. I ran my paw up and down his shaft a few times making his bright red cock pop out of its sheath. Then I slowly rose to my feet.
Ed mirrored my actions and soon I was as naked as the day I was born. We were now rubbing against each other again and I looked over to my Master for direction. He walked over and reached down gripping both of our boners and putting the tips together. He spread Ed's sheath and guided the tip of my cock into it. He slid Ed's sheath all the way over my boner. Then he grabbed my paw, wrapped it around Ed's sheath and backed away.
It was an amazing feeling, my cock rubbing against that of my best friend wrapped in his warm wet sheath. We started thrusting again. The triplets were hooting again as we started to get more urgent in our thrusting. Neither of us were gonna last long as our boners were sliding over each other. Ed grunted as he started cumming and that was enough to set me off. Our combined loads were starting to swell Ed's already over stuffed sheath, making it bulge obscenely.
When I stopped cumming I released my grip on Ed's sheath as I held my other paw at the opening. Our spooge surged out of his sheath all over my paw. I lifted my paw to Ed's muzzle and he started to sensuously lick our spooge cocktail off of my paw. I soon joined him as we cleaned it completely.
"That was fucking hot!" Louis said. "But I'm getting blue balls, I need some relief!" Somewhere along the line while Ed and I had been going at it they had removed their clothes and were busy stroking their boners. Karl was the biggest, but neither of his brothers was far behind.
"Slave get over here!" Quentin ordered Ed. "Get on your knees and take care of my brother."
Ed dropped to his knees. He caressed Louis' balls then skinned back his sheath. Louis pulled Ed's head forward until Ed's nosepad was buried in his pubes. "I've waited too fuckin' long for this!" He cried out and then started fucking Ed's face.
Before he got going too much Quentin told him. "Get on your knees so I can bone him up the ass while he's blowing you."
Louis got on his knees and Ed got on all fours. Louis pulled his muzzle back over his boner and started fucking his face again. In the mean time Quentin started licking Ed's asshole, making him moan like a bitch in heat around the cock in his muzzle. I looked underneath Ed and he was hard as a rock again, a steady drip of pre emerging from his sheath.
Quentin knelt behind Ed, peeled back his sheath and guided it into Ed. To my surprise he didn't even grunt so I'm assuming this was definitely not the first time he'd been boned. Soon Quentin was working that huge boner in and out at a frantic rhythm that matched the one his brother was using to slam his meat down Ed's throat.
"What are you waiting for Slave." My Master asked me as he put his paws on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees in front of him. It was such an appropriate position to worship the cock I had dreamed of for so long. Pre was already running down his sheath, down his sack and onto the floor. The thought of it going to waste spurred me on. I started at his balls and eagerly licked up all his juice, working my way up his sheath. I peeled his sheath back and took him into my muzzle. He grabbed my ears and started to jam his massive boner in and out of my eager muzzle.
I was positioned so I could see Ed out of the corner of my eye. He was weathering a very rough ride, but it seemed he was enjoying every minute of it. Louis cried out, "Take it all Slave!" as his balls drew up and he started pumping spooge down Ed's throat. He grabbed Ed by the ears, pulled out and was spooging all over his face when the door opened.
I looked out of the corner of my eye to see who had come in and I froze in fear. It was Mr. Freidrich, standing in the doorway taking in the whole scene. We were so busted...
"Damn, I thought your mother was never going to head to bed." He said to my shock.
"Well we got tired of waiting for you so we decided to get started without you." Karl replied. "You wanna take my place here while I go in the back door?"
"Hell yeah!" Mr. Friedrich replied. He had come out to the guest house in just his boxers and he had soon shucked them. It was obvious where his boys had got their dicks from because he was even bigger. He musta been 10 inches with big fat low hangers. We mimicked the position that Ed's group had been in. I was on all fours drooling over the prospect of draining everything I could out of those orbs. I got a little distracted when Karl started rimming me, damn did that feel good, but I soon got back to the task at paw.
I skinned the sheath back the whole way, I was too eager to get some of this to take my time. This was a real adult stud dog. He was in great shape, he still looked like he could play pro football. I guided him into my muzzle, my tongue immediately going to work on the biggest doghood I would probably ever see. He moaned as I worked my way further and further down his shaft. I barely had it half way in my muzzle when it started hitting the back of my throat. I steeled myself to overcome my gag reflex and continued to go down on him until I could feel his balls against my chin.
I slowly pulled off of him until he was all the way out of my throat, then I worked my way back down. My bobbing for 'nads picked up speed until I felt Karl's dickhead poke at my pucker. I froze for a second while he penetrated me. I was still new enough to this that it hurt at first when he penetrated me, but only for a moment. Soon they were both sawing in and out of me with the same rhythm. I happened to glance up and saw that they had locked gazes with each other and smiled as they continued to take me. I could tell that Mr. Friedrich was getting close. He pulled my head up against him as he pumped his spooge down my throat, the same spooge that made my Master. To my surprise Karl had stopped thrusting while his dad was cumming in my throat. His dad finally pulled out a little and spent the rest of his load in my muzzle where I could taste it.
They both pulled out all the way. Mr. Friedrich chuckled and said, "Wow! That was one helluva blow job. I needed that." He paused for a second and continued, "You boys know I love your mother, but that bitch has to give the worlds WORST blow job." He picked up his boxers and started putting them back on. "I've gotta get back up the house before your mom suspects anything. Just remember, what happens in the guest house stays in the guest house." And with that he closed the door and left.
"OK the party is over why don't you three grab one of the other bedrooms, I want to spend some time alone with my Slave."
The three of them gathered up their clothes and moved their party down the hall. I was sure they weren't finished for the night, just as sure that we weren't finished either. To my surprise Karl picked me up and carried me to the bed, gently laying me down on it. Then he crawled in beside me.
He cuddled against me and said. "I was really proud of you today. You could have come unglued after your first pass got intercepted, but you got your composure back and played a great game after that."
"Gee Thanks!" I said blushing.
"No need to thank me I was just being honest." Karl added ruffling my headfur affectionately. "But now back to the serious stuff. I wanted to be alone with you in this bed because I want all of you."
I had a feeling I knew what that meant, but I wasn't sure. He pulled my muzzle to his and began a long slow sensuous kiss. He pulled away then worked his way down my chest to my sheath. For the very first time he took me into his muzzle. He bobbed up and down on it for a few strokes then rolled me onto my back. He pushed my knees up to my chest and took my balls into his muzzle massaging them with his tongue until he moved down my taint to my pucker. He worked me over good until I was loose and slick.
He got on his knees behind me, positioned himself and slowly pushed in. "It's about time we did this up proper." He said tenderly as he bottomed out and lowered himself onto my chest. He slowly worked in and out of me as he brought his muzzle down to kiss mine. "As far as I'm concerned you've passed the initiation Tony. You're not my Slave any more, you're officially my protege now." He said before bringing his muzzle back to mine. He was making love to me not having his way with me. I wrapped my arms around him as he thrust into me slowly but possessively. He pulled away from my muzzle and said a bit breathlessly. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to. I want you to give yourself to me because you want me. All you have to do is say no right now and I'll stop."
I looked him directly in the eyes for maybe the first time and then pulled his muzzle back down to mine and slapped a liplock on him. My guess was he understood what my response meant because he continued thrusting deeply into me. It was better than anything I had ever felt before, the dog that I idolized lovingly working his huge doghood into me. I could feel every vein on his big gnarled cock as it slid over my sphincter. He increased the tempo of our love making until we were both on the edge, then all of a sudden he pulled out and got to his knees.
"Noooooo!" I cried out. My rectum wasn't the only thing feeling empty, I was worried that he didn't want me any more.
"Relax and get on your knees." He said although this time it was a request and not an order. I got on my knees and he positioned himself behind me. In no time flat he was deep inside of me again and was thrusting even more urgently. From behind his low hangers were slapping against my tight set. But now I could feel the beginning of his knot slipping in and out of my pucker. I expected him to keep it out like he normally did but this time was different. He was jamming it in with short sharp one inch thrusts and it was growing rapidly.
"Just relax pup. It's gonna hurt a little." He said in as much of a soothing voice as possible for a dog so close to the edge. He was right, his rapidly expanding knot was tying us together. It was as big as my fist and it had me on the precipice between pain and ecstasy. Then he just gave in to his lust, grabbed my neck in a mating bite and tried to drive himself as deep as possible as I felt his big load rocketing through his member deep in me. He thrust one more time and that big knot jammed into my prostate sending me to nirvana also.
I collapsed onto the bed and Karl collapsed on top of me. We were both still cumming, me on the sheets and him deep inside of me. He rolled us on our sides with him spooning me. He had to be since he still had that fist sized knot locked behind my sphincter. He wrapped his arms around my chest and pulled me close. He nuzzled my neck affectionately and said quietly, "You know I've never tied with someone before."
"You haven't?" I asked shocked.
"I've been saving it for someone special." He said as he held me even tighter and more possessively if that was even possible. "You're mine now Tony." I felt his huge knot locking us together, beating like a second heart inside of me.
"What about Fifi?" I asked.
"Fifi and I are a perfect match." He said and my heart broke right there. "She likes bitches and I like dogs." He continued with a chuckle. "We enjoy each others company and it keeps questions to a minimum." I was shocked, they sure put on a good act. "Damn this feels good, it's everything I imagined it would be and more." He said as he nuzzled my ear. I completely agreed. What more could I ask for, the stud of my dreams locked deep inside me marking me as his, while he held me protectively and lovingly. "Like I said before I think you're gonna work out just fine."