Date: Sat, 15 Nov 2003 16:53:58 EST
From: Chartoe@aol.com
Subject: Kennel Kid 22

This is the twenty second chapter of my onging story. All comments are
welcome at chartoe@aol.com


				Kennel  Kid  22

	Charlie and I ate as if we had not eaten in days but Mr. Jones and
we knew it was from all the work we had done as well as the playing with
the dogs.  Mr. Jones told us to take our time that we had a couple hours
before we had to be back at our tent for work.  We slowed down and enjoyed
a second desert as Mr. Jones had another cup of coffee.
	Mr. Jones took us by the hotel room and told us to take a good
soapy shower because we were beginning to smell like some of the dogs we
had been bathing.  We climbed into the shower and made a game of seeing how
long we could stand still while the other one washed our body.  There was
very little excitement until the washing started getting below the
beltline.  Both of us had a hard time not touching ourselves once our cocks
became hard.  Mr. Jones stepped into the bathroom and stopped us before we
got too far.
	When we got back to the show most of the people were inside as some
of the judging was going on so we cleaned up our little area and got ready
for anyone that might come bye.  Mr. Jones said he was going to see some
people about some work and we could go inside and watch the dog show as
long as we didn't stray too far.  We headed inside to watch the dogs and
showers prance around in circles while most of the owners stood back in the
background discussing what they could see were flaws in the dogs belonging
to the others.
	We giggled at them and Charlie said they should judge the dogs on
how well they fucked instead of what they looked like.  We sat around and
enjoyed what we could of the show and was really having fun watching this
one owner or I should say the husband of one of the owners.  He was a short
slender man with a real light pin stripe suit with a matching hat.  The
suit looked as if it needed an ironing and the man kept removing his
glasses and cleaning them each time his wife barked out something for him
to take notes of or look at.  There was no mistaking who gave the orders
and who did the fetching in that family.
	We had started making jokes about what the two of them looked like
naked in bed when Mr. Jones came up and said we had a couple of dogs to
bathe.  We scampered off giggling as Mr. Jones just looked at us.  There
were a couple of small dogs to wash so we took our time since there was
nothing to do after we finished with them.
	Charlie and I were drying the dogs off when we heard the voice of
the woman just outside out tent.  We could here her telling her hen pecked
husband that this was the place that the handler had told her to take their
dog if they wanted him to calm down before the show.  The man mumbled
something but was soon stepping through the opening leading some type of
large sheep dog or maybe he was being pulled along bye the dog.
	As they came into the tent Mr. Jones stepped over to the man and
asked if he could help him.  Before the little man could say anything the
woman spoke up and gave Mr. Jones some man's name and said he had told them
to bring their dog bye for the works.  Mr. Jones looked at the little man
but turned back to the woman when he realized which one made all the
decisions about the money matters.  Mr. Jones said we would be happy to
give her dog the works and wanted to know how soon she would be needing
him.
	She glanced at her watch but I could tell it was more a jester than
her actually checking the time.  She said that her dog wasn't due to be
shown until 8:00 o'clock.  Mr. Jones said that gave them more than a couple
hours, which was plenty of time.  He then asked if they wanted to leave him
with them or what.  She thought for a second as she looked around our tent
and said she felt like a little snack and maybe a nap, but her husband
would stay and make sure we did the job right.
	We could tell the little man was a little put out because he was
told to stay instead of asked to stay.  His facial expressions changed
quickly when he realized he would be rid of his wife for a few hours.  The
woman started to leave and gave her husband a few more orders before
leaving the tent.  The man's head seemed to drop a little but we could tell
he was only playing as if he was listening to her.  Once she was gone the
man seemed to perk up a little as he asked where he should tie the horse
that was leading him around.
	Mr. Jones told him he didn't seemed to be too happy with his dog.
The man said that the dog was all his wife's idea and that he had to just
tag along to pay the bills for her.  Mr. Jones helped lead the dog in the
back and started talking to the man as they went back.  Charlie and I both
finished the dogs we had and tied them to their leashes and went into the
back to see what we needed to do to help.
	When we stepped in the back we could both see the look on the
little man's face and how it had become extremely red.  Mr. Jones was
asking the man if he really wanted the full treatment for his dog that the
other man had told him to get.  The little man stood there for a few
seconds before glancing at us and then asking if he could watch.  Mr. Jones
told him that he could do whatever he wanted.  Mr. Jones looked at Charlie
and me and asked which one wanted to do the honors.  I could tell if I
didn't let Charlie have a go at the dog that he would be mad for the rest
of the show.
	I motioned for Charlie to go ahead and he started removing his
clothes.  The little man stepped back and just stared as if he couldn't
believe what he was watching.  I moved in and reached beneath the bog and
grabbed at its cock.  He quickly moved away.  The second time he didn't
fight me as I slowly worked the sheath back on his cock.  The dog quickly
got the idea and was humping at my hand as Charlie grabbed a couple of
socks and started placing them on the dog's paws.  The dog didn't put up
any fuss as he continued to try and hump even faster at my hand.
	 As soon as Charlie had the socks on the dog he moved beneath him
and the dog knew just what to do.  The dog wrapped his paws around
Charlie's waist and was pulling against him as he humped at his ass.  The
first few thrust the dog's cock missed what it was aiming for.  Charlie let
out a moan as the cock disappeared inside him.  The dog started pumping
into Charlie as he tried to pull his ass further between his thick muscled
legs.
	We heard Charlie grunt and Mr. Jones and I both knew the dog had
managed to bury his knot inside Charlie.  The dog started pumping even
faster but with shorter strokes as he made sure to keep his knot buried
deep in Charlie's ass.  Pretty soon Charlie was moaning and we all noticed
the stream of cum shooting from Charlie's cock.  The little man moaned and
when I looked around I noticed he was rubbing a pretty long bulge on the
inside of his thigh.
	I was pretty horny at the time so I dropped my pants and moved over
to the man.  When I reached for the man's belt he first moved as if he was
going to stop me but then just watched as I first unbuckled his belt and
let his pants fall to the floor.  His white boxers were beginning to spread
open as his long hard cock began pushing at the front of the shorts.
	I grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pushed them down as his
cock sprang up toward my face.  The pre cum was flowing freely as I licked
out at it.  The man moaned as his hips involuntarily thrust at my face.
The man's cock wasn't thick but it was nice and long.  His cock slipped
down my throat so fast that I almost gagged because I wasn't prepared for
it that quick.  The man groaned as he grabbed my head and thrust his cock
in and out of my mouth a few times.
	The show plus the pleasure my mouth and throat was giving him was
too much as his cum started gushing into my mouth.  I was just able to
swallow all the cum his cock was producing.  He relaxed as if he was going
to pull away but I grabbed his small ass cheeks and pulled him back against
my face.  I continued to suck and lick slowly on his cock to keep it from
going soft.  He placed his hand on my head as if he was going to push me
off but quickly stopped and moaned as my tongue slowly rolled around the
mushroom head of his not so soft cock.
	Charlie was in a state of total bliss as his cock was squirting cum
on the floor beneath him.  The dog had turned and we could see that his
knot had Charlie tied to him for some time to come.  As the man continued
watching them I felt his cock grow back to its completely hard state.  I
sucked on the cock and slowly slid the length down my throat as I felt the
muscles in the man's legs jerk as they wanted to ram his cock even further
inside me.
	I quickly stood up, dropped my pants and bent over in front of the
little man.  At first I didn't think he knew what I wanted him to do but I
soon felt his cock as it started pressing between my ass cheeks.  I spread
my legs further which allow the man easier access to my asshole.  The man's
cock felt wet which was great since my asshole was pretty tight.  When he
placed it against my asshole I pushed back and felt very little resistance
as the head popped inside.  The man moaned as he felt my asshole clamp down
on this cock.
	He thrust forward which caused me to grunt, but the man seemed lost
in his on lust as he thrust his cock all the way inside.  I felt his small
groin area pressed between my cheeks just before he started pumping into
me.  He was no longer watching Charlie and his dog as he grabbed my hips
and was riding me like he hadn't had sex in years.  He was moaning and
grunting as he picked up speed.
	His cock was hot as it stabbed deep in my ass and was quickly
bringing me to my own orgasm.  I started pumping back against him, which
brought some more moans from him.  I heard Charlie grunt and looked over
just in time to see the dog's cock being pulled out of his ass.  Just as
the stream of doggy cum stopped running out of his ass, Mr. Jones forced
his hard cock inside him.  Charlie moaned his approval as Mr. Jones started
pumping into Charlie's sloppy ass.
	I felt the man's body tense up just seconds before I felt his cock
pulsing in my ass.  That was all I needed as my own cock started erupting.
All I could hear from the little man was "ohs" as my sphincter clamped down
on his cock.  He finally managed to shoot his load as he let out a loud
sigh.  The man leaned into me as I felt his cock going soft.  I could feel
his heavy breathing as he rested while he caught his wind.
	Mr. Jones let out a grunt, which I knew was accompanied with his
cock shooting cum into Charlie.  The little man stood up and slowly pulled
his cock out of me as he rubbed my lower back and ass.  He patted my ass
cheeks once his cock was out and thanked me for the use of my boy pussy.
He pulled his pants up and watched as Mr. Jones cleaned Charlie up.  He
asked Mr. Jones if the fun he had just had was covered in the cost of
grooming the dog.  Mr. Jones said it did but if he wanted to tip the boys
that was all right with him.
	Charlie and I quickly gathered the dog and got him washed and dried
so the man wouldn't get in trouble with his wife by being late.  He paid
Mr. Jones and left ten dollars for Charlie and I to split and said he hoped
he would be able to come bye before we left and have some more fun.
Mr. Jones told him that we would be there one more night and what room we
were staying in at the hotel if we wanted to come bye later and have some
more fun without the dog.