Date: Fri, 11 Mar 2016 17:54:07 -0500
From: whyanotbthisc@gmail.com
Subject: The Kid at the Court Chapter Three

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 the kid at the court chapter three

Did you ever masturbate as you were driving?  Well, Tom did that night. He
had to admit how much he loved his new role as Jesse's pet dog. Damn. Who
would guess?

Friday morning, Tom woke up thinking of his first adventure as a dog the
night before. Somehow, it seemed right with Jesse and he wanted to be a
good dog. As he got out of bed, Jesse's used shorts (the "gift" from last
night) caught his eye. He pulled them on, they were just hanging on his
hips, but he felt closer to his "owner" for awhile as he wore them. Friday
work was mundane....just get to the weekend! He did have the collar in his
pocket and found himself many times throughout the day handling it,
fingering it and thinking of the blonde stud that made him buy it and wear
it.

Saturday Tom texted Drew, his old high school teammate to see if they could
run together. Tom's guess was that at least for awhile he would not think
about Jesse. Drew was busy for the day, some excuse about having to do yard
work with his asshole cousin. Again reminding Tom of the dinner, maybe
Monday? Drew would check with his folks and get back to Tom.

Tom hit the State Park Trails on his own. He had started doing a little
work with dumbbells and some exercises to "bulk" up – to make Jesse proud,
so a good run was just what he needed. Just like last Thursday, time seemed
to go way to slow. Midnight?? Fuck, Jesse may just as well have said just
after eternity. But the note said call at midnight Saturday....what would
Jesse have in store for him this time? After the run, (and thinking of
Jesse all afternoon) a jack off session seemed most fitting....but Tom held
off for the evening activities – what `err they may be.

11:38.....11:43...11:51....midnight would eventually get
here...11:54...11:58...11:59. Tom puts the collar on, before dialing the
phone, he is touching his cock...picturing Jesse. Midnight. Now
dialing...One ring...two....three...(damn he's not answering)...four...   Then
a loud noise (like a party in the background)....

"what's up? Who is this?"

"Uhhhh, it's Tom.....umm your dog?" (Tom's hopes and voice getting weaker
by the second)

"Tommy!! Hey man, glad you called, hold on a sec.....Ernie, get over here,
man! Hey, it's that new prospect I told you about...that runner kid. Tommy,
what you doing , man?"

"Well, calling you....sir"

"Why's that?"

" Uhh, you told me too....I want, well I was wondering....well"

"Dude! Say what you mean, baby...it's all good. You and I – we have an
udnerstanding, ha!"

" I was hoping to see you again!" There, Tom said it...it felt wrong and
right.

"Yeah, we can arrange that...Ernie, the pup wants more of this shit!!
Ha!ha! Ernie, you coming with me....of course you are, nice! Alright, you
know the place boy...wear my shorts...hell, they'll look good on
you....(and lowering his voice) you damn well better have your collar, and
you better not embarass me in front of my buddy."

(Tom is trying to conceal his excitement....damn, his cock is already hard)
"No, sir, you;ll be pleased"

"Ten minutes....be there!"

Tom "hangs" up the phone. Pulls the baggy red shorts over his hard cock,
puts on his deck shoes and practically leaps down the stairs to his car.

He pulls into the State Park. All is deserted, a single light at the far
end of the parking lot. He parks under the light. Opening his car door, he
hardly notices the heavy air. It's one of the summer nights when the low
temperature is still 77 degrees and muggy. A little lightning in the
distance....for dramatic effect? Tom heads to the toilet. The familiar
smell hits his nostrils hard. He absent mindedly touches the collar, even
pulls on it a bit, licking his lips...every sense preparing for the meeting.

The pick up pulls into the lot. Jesse parks at the furthest spot from Tom's
car. At the tree line, in the dark. Tom hears the truck doors open. He can
over hear Jesse's excited voice talking to his friend, then the sound of a
couple of cans being opened...(you think it might be beer?). Tom can hardly
see the two figures. Jesse puts his fingers up to his mouth and lets out a
loud whistle.

"Come on out , boy.....come on, Ernie's here to meet you..."

Tom steps out of the toilet....looking around cautious. Wearing the collar
and the red mesh shorts (which are almost falling off) and his deck shoes.

"Hurry up, boy...we can't spend all night waiting on a bitch like you"

Tom jogs over, the collar again feeling heavy...and sexual. As he gets
closer he sees Jesse. It looks like he is wearing jeans with several rips
and tears in them, the Nikes from Tom and a white long sleeve button up
shirt...unbuttoned of course. His tanned chest and abs in stark contrast to
the white shirt hanging open. Beside Jesse is another guy from the "skins"
team at the basketball game. This was the only player taller than Jesse.
Maybe 6'4" or 6'5", probably early twenties...lanky, but defined...long
board shorts, flip flops and a tank top shirt....really tight.

"There's my boy...look at `em Ernie! what do ya' think? Nice one, huh?"

" Yeah, Jess, let's see here..." Ernie holds out his hand, without thinking
about it Tom leans forward and starts to lick his fingers....like, well,
like ...a dog. Jesse reaches over and rubs behind Tom's ear. "Good boy."

"Ernie, ya think he'll be as good as yours?"  The words had an impact on
Tom....("as good as yours"??...WTF??

"Ya know, he just might be, buddy. Let's get him up here for an inspection"

"Come on boy, up here" says Jesse, as he pats the tailgate of the pick up.
Tom hops up and sits on the tailgate, his legs hanging over the edge. Ernie
steps right up and starts to "inspect". In this instance, that means Ernie
is touching (almost groping) Tom. First, Ernie stretches Tom's legs out
(one at a time), feeling the muscles in his calves and thighs, as well as
removing his shoes. Then lifting each arm, checking the pits, looking for
biceps (not much there) and pulling on each finger. Next Ernie takes a nip
and twists it a little to see "the dog's" reaction. This is followed by a
hand rubbing the abs to feel for a muscle core. Then Ernie takes a firm
grasp of Tom's chin. With his left hand he holds his neck, with his right
hand he opens Tom's mouth.....slowly Ernie puts 2 fingers in, then three.
Tom starts sucking and licking them...moaning and panting a bit.

"Not bad...not bad at all" says Ernie. "I take it you've used his mouth
already?"

"Sure thing....he took all of my monster dick...and liked it."

Ernie continues to push his three fingers in and out of Tom's mouth. "Let's
get him up on all fours and check the rest."

Jesse pulls on Tom's collar. "Come on up, boy. Ernie wants to see it all."

Tom is "pulled" up to be on his hands and knees. Ernie still pulling his
fingers in and out of the hungry mouth. Ernie instructs Jesse "pull those
shorts off, spread his knees apart."

Jesse positions Tom in a Dog Show pose. Ernie pulls his fingers out of
Tom's mouth. Jesse pulls on the colllar, jerking Tom's head up. Ernie steps
over and reaches for Tom's cock...partly hanging, but mostly hard as a
rock. Ernie's spit covered hand strokes the dog's cock a couple of times.
"Damn, this one is in heat!" Jesse is holding the collar up , keeping Tom
in "form" for inspection. Ernie rubs his left hand up and down Tom's back.
With his right hand, Ernie grabs Tom's nut sac, making a ring with his
thumb and index finger just below Tom's cock, pulling down to stretch the
nuts down and pull on the sac.

Tom starts to flinch and pull away. Ernie let's go and with his right hand
smacks Tom's ass hard. Startled, Tom lets out a yelp. Jesse pulls the
collar harder, briefly, Tom can't breath. In the same instant, Jesse puts
on open hand slap on Tom's face. "Come on, don't embarass me now" says
Jesse.

"Just a little longer there" says Ernie, as he moves back to the "tail".
"Let's check this out." Ernie moves to Tom's ass. Feeling both cheeks with
his massive hands. Then a playful slap or two on each cheek. Then Ernie
runs his hand sideways down the crack of Tom's ass. Another light slap.
"Nice shit back here, Jesse. Have you checked this ass out?"

"Nah, not yet"

"Come here, man" Jesse lets go of the collar. "Get his face down to show
this thing off" says Ernie.

Jesse pushes Tom's head down to the metal of the tailgate. Jesse steps back
beside his buddy Ernie. Ernie again spreads Tom's knees apart a bit. With
each hand on a cheek, Ernie spreads Tom's ass wide open. Tom feels the
humid night air on his exposed asshole.

Ernie lets out a low whistle. "Damn – you did good Jesse, real good."

It's quiet for a few seconds as the two studs inspect the new dog's ass.
Satisfied grunts from Ernie and Jesse, then more silence. Then Tom is
shocked...did he just hear a kiss?? No fucking way...but it sure sounded
like it...Tom turns his head a bit to try to see. The studs faces are
inches apart...it must have been!!

"Get your face where I put it!" snaps Jesse. Now a hard slap on his ass
from Jesse.

Jesse steps back to Tom's head. Jesse's pants are open, that huge cock is
hanging out, and getting larger by the second.

"You use his mouth yet?' asks Ernie.

"Of course! You want to try it??"

"Fuck, yeah!"

Jesse again takes the collar and turns Tom so his ass is pointing toward
the cab of the pickup. Pushing down on Tom's shoulders until he is laying
flat on his belly against the bed of the pickup. Tom's face is now in a
real nice position to see Jesse's cock right in front of his face. Both of
Jesse's hands are on Tom's head....it's a full on skull fuck. Jesse showing
off for his buddy and Tom trying to impress...well, everyone. Jesses
continues to push his hips in and out of Tom's eager mouth. Spit and drool
getting the cock slick and dripping onto the tailgate as well. Ernie steps
behind Jess, pushing his body into the stud's ass. Tom sees Ernie reach
under Jesse's shirt and grab his pecs. Jesse moans a bit. Ernie reaches
down to undo Jesse's pants the rest of the way. The pants fall to Jesse's
knees. He starts to fuck Tom's mouth even rougher.

Tom hears Ernie whispering into Jesse's ear. Then a deeper moan from Jesse.

"Alright, your turn" says Jesse. Pulling his steel rod from Tom's mouth.
Although, Tom didn't mind a break, his jaw was already feeling it from
stretching for that fat piece of meat. Ernie steps up to position. Jesse
unceremoniously pulls down Ernie's board shorts. Ernie's cock is at full
mast. Maybe even longer than Jesse's, but not near as thick in the shaft. A
great mushroom head though. Tom starts licking, well actually slurping on
it. Ernie shows his appreciation by spitting on to his hand and wiping the
spit on Tom's face. Jesse, with his fat hard cock still on display, reaches
to pull Ernie's shirt over his head.

"Fucker, you're always trying to get me naked!" scolds Ernie.

"Who undid my pants, baby!" says Jesse.

Ernie focuses on the task at hand, well actually, Tom's task. Unlike Jesse,
Ernie is standing still. Tom's head is bobbing up and down as well as side
to side. Trying to coat the long cock with spit for Ernie's pleasure. At
one point, Ernie holds Tom's face so his cock is running up and down Tom's
eager lips. Jesse is pressing against his buddy from behind. Tom can only
imagine Jesse's big cock rubbing against Ernie's hot ass.

"Get your cock away from my ass" says Ernie.

"Hey man....just trying it out, chill" responds Jesse. "I need more of my
boy's mouth, let me in there" Jesse steps up beside Ernie. Tom has two huge
cocks in his face. Tom's own cock is rubbing on the bed of the pickup. It
hurts but the metal against his cock is warm as well and Tom's precum has
lubricated the metal a bit. But Ernie notices.

"Flip him over, Jesse. He's gonna get a blister on his dick! Explain that
to the vet!"

"Alright" Jesse pulls on the collar again turning Tom to his back and
pulling him so his shoulders are even with the edge of the tailgate. Tom's
head is hanging over the end. His mouth wide open, his face looking up at
the muscled studs using him. "Let's finish off together, Ern."

"Nice"

Ernie's cock remains mostly in Tom's mouth. Jesse tries to stand at an
angle beside his buddy. Their hips are in full contact. Jesse puts his left
arm up and over Ernie's shoulders to pull himself in closer to the action.
>From this position, Tom has easy access to nuts and cocks. Alternately and
simultaneously, Tom is slurping, licking and kissing balls shafts and
fingers. Whatever his greedy mouth can get in contact with. The night air
is still thick and humid. All three studs are covered in sweat...from sex
and the heat. On his back, Tom can see the lightning and the occasional
thunder. All of this adding to the raw power of the moment. Both Ernie and
Jesse continue to moan and grunt encouraging Tom. Things like "take it,
bitch", "nice job, sucker", "eat me" "take my buddy, too".

At a certain point, Ernie's large hand reaches out to Tom's left pec.
Partially to squeeze, partially to brace himself. "I'm ready dude!" "Me
too" grunts Jesse. Who came first? Who shot the most? Where did all that
jizz come from? Who the fuck cares? Tom was getting showered in hot semen.
Both Ernie and Jesse seemed to be trying to cum on each other's cocks as
much as on Tom's face. Again, Tom was sure he heard a kiss!?! But with two
hefty cocks and two sets of nuts in his face, there was no way he could
tell. Both Ernie and Jesse seemed to sigh and start to step back am inch or
two. Tom continued to hungrily lap at whatever his tongue could reach.

"You gonna finish him?" asks Ernie.

"Nah, I haven't done that shit. That's your thing, man"

"Hey, just showing my appreciation..." Ernie gets up on the truck bed. He
reaches down to Tom's bursting cock and starts to stroke it! Tom is again
surprised. Ernie is jacking him off. Admittedly, not too gentle or
anything. As a matter of fact it was pretty rough. But it took less than a
minutes for Ernie's rough pulls on Tom's cock to produce a fountain of cum.
Splashing over Tom's head, reaching Jesse's abs. "Damn it, Ernie!"

"Clean it up, bitch" says Jesse, returning to his role as master of Tom.

Ernie rests back on his knees, his cock slowly returning to "normal" size.
"Yeah, you got a good one, Jesse. I mean, a little training, a little
grooming...He should fit in well with the others, too." Again, Tom thought
his hearing was gone berserk!

"We just need Johnny to find one and the whole team will each have their
own" says Jesse. "Johnny was with me the first day I met this one and made
fun of me. Ah, well, his loss!"

 "Hey, let's get out of here. I need to go home and let Collin out" says
Ernie.

"You thinkin' you'll use him tonight, too?" asks Jesse.

"Probably."

Ernie stands up and puts his foot on Tom's abs. "Yep, a good find!"

Ernie jumps off the truck, his cock flopping. He picks up his shorts from
the ground, also grabs Tom's (well, previously Jesse's) shorts and throws
them on Tom's face.

"Come on, boy. Get down from there. Get your ass home and get some rest.
I'm texting you tomorrow for a run."

Tom felt pleased and proud. Jesse was happy with him. He had impressed
Jesse's friend. He was going to get to see Jesse again tomorrow! Tom hopped
off the pick up, too. Picking up his shorts and shoes he started to walk to
his car – naked. He didn't care in the least. As he walked, he rubbed his
fingers across his chest and abs – scooping up whatever liquids he could to
taste again...and again. Both masters were getting into the pickup, Tom
hadn't noticed, but they didn't worry about putting on their pants or
shorts either. Everybody was beyond that at this point. Tom looked over his
shoulder at the pickup as he walked away. With a flash of lightning, Tom
swore he saw the two heads come together again....another kiss??

So everybody on the team had a "dog" except Johnny (the Italian stud Tom
had seen with Jesse the very first day). Tom needed training and grooming
is what Ernie said. Tom wasn't sure what the fuck he had gotten himself
into....but his cock was getting hard again thinking about it. Then Tom's
phone buzzed with a text.

"buy a leash before i c u nxt, good boy"