“You guys have played with Dusty before, so you know all about him. He still does not have any play restrictions,” Zack told them.
“Perfect, we are definitely interested in Dusty for the weekend,” Phillip said to Zack.
“Very well. I’ll remove his cock cage before you take him,” Zack announced as he walked into my cubby with Rich following behind.
Rich crouched behind me and wrapped his arms around my chest and abdomen while Zack pulled the front of my jockstrap down and lifted my cock out.
“Still in the cage, huh?” Phillip asked as he leaned his forearms on top of the fence.
“This is Dusty’s last year with being in the cock cage,” Zack stated. “But he’s still a very frisky pup.”
“Mmm, that’s what we like to hear,” Rich said as he patted my stomach.
Zack removed my cage and put the waistband of my jockstrap in place. He attached the leash to the back of my collar and handed the leash to Rich. The four of us made our way to the front, and Phillip signed the clipboard while I nuzzled my head against the side of Rich’s leg.
“Have a fun weekend, guys. Dusty, be a good boy,” Zack called out as we headed to the door.
Once outside, I crawled around in a circle. I was so excited and would feel my tail wag back and forth on its own.I loved this tail. There were two paved pathways that led from the pound to the masters’ house, and on either side of the pavers was soft grass. I was okay to crawl if they wanted. Whatever they wanted, I would do. I wanted to show them that I could be a good boy for them.
“Would you like to crawl in the grass up to the house, Dusty?” Rich asked as soon as we reached the beginning of the paved path and the grass. I looked up at him and nodded.
Since the three of us had played many times before, we were well acquainted with one another. They strolled at a calm pace that was easy for me to keep up with. As we neared the masters’ house, Phillip stopped, I slowed down, and Rich stopped. Phillip crouched in front of me and pet my head.
“Dusty, do you have to go to the bathroom before we head inside for the night?” Phillip asked.
I cocked my head to the side and looked upward as if I were trying to decide if I needed to go. It probably would be a good idea for me to try to go now. Otherwise, I’d have to wake one of them up in the night to take me outside. I nodded rapidly and then wiggled my butt.
The Pound had several areas around the resort that were designated for pups to relieve themselves. Thankfully, it was tended to regularly, and it was always clean. While I had never actually seen anyone poop in the area, I was sure that there were some that had. I never had, though, and leading up to the days that I had planned on visiting The Pound, I made sure I was cautious with my diet. The guys walked me over to the reserved section and let me lead them to where I wanted to go. When I picked the closest tree, I rubbed against the front of my jockstrap.
“Hang on, boy,” Rich said as he leaned over and pulled down the waistband of the jockstrap and let the band rest behind my balls. “Okay, boy. Do your thing,” he said and removed my leash.
I wandered over to the tree and lifted my right leg to go. I hadn’t realized how bad I actually needed to go until I started. When I finished, I shook my hips to make sure I didn’t go back to them dripping pee. I hurried back to them with the band of my jockstrap still tucked under my balls.
“Good boy, Dusty. Sit,” Phillip instructed.
From his pocket, Phillip pulled out a tissue and dabbed the head of my dick. He hadn’t only pressed the tissue against my dick head but held my shaft in his hand. I moaned and whimpered at his heavenly touch. Phillip chuckled and then pulled the waistband back in place before standing.
“Ready to go inside, Dusty?” Phillip asked. I nodded and whimpered, eager for his touch again. He attached the leash to my collar and led me over to where Rich was waiting. It hadn’t escaped my notice that Rich was rubbing his dick over his pants. “We can’t wait to take you to our room and play with you.”
I could hardly wait either.
When we arrived at the door to go inside, Phillip tugged on my leash. “Okay, stand up, Dusty,” he insisted.
Guess tonight they wanted me to walk.
I stood and leaned over to brush off the grass from my knees and legs. I wiped my bare feet on the doormat and entered after they had. The terra cotta colored tile floor was cool under my feet as I followed behind them. We climbed the stairs to the second floor, hooked a left around the banister, and then arrived at their room.
As soon as I got inside, I went down on all fours and excitedly crawled over to the loveseat and climbed onto it. I sat and looked at them, waiting for directions. Both of them chuckled while Phillip locked the door.
“It’s so good to have a playful puppy around, isn’t it, Phillip?” Rich asked while he stripped off his clothes.
Phillip and Rich were both either in their late forties or early fifties. They were fit and good-looking guys, and I was certain I could keep them happy. To my surprise, Rich was wearing a jockstrap. He kept his undershirt on and sat beside me on the couch.
“Get comfortable, Phillip, and come sit with us. We can unwind and find a movie to watch.” Rich looked at me and scratched my stomach. “Would you like to watch a movie, boy?”
I nodded and pushed my head against his chest while he continued to rub and scratch me. While Phillip took his time undressing, Rich helped to pull my jockstrap off and tossed it onto their dresser.
“Mmm, Dusty. Damn, puppy. You look so good,” Rich admired as he reached for my balls. He massaged my balls in one hand and slowly stroked my cock with his other. I whimpered and moaned at the pleasure; it felt unbelievable.
