Date: Wed, 12 Jan 2022 00:53:03 +0100 From: Sarcastic Sword Subject: Of Dogs And Young Men Part 19 Of Dogs And Young Men Part 19 I hope you are enjoying my work. If you like it let me know at sarcasticsword@mail.com. It always helps to have some feedback. That's the only payment most of us writers on this site receive. Speaking of payment, if you are able to help support Nifty.org please donate what you can. The next day after I got home from school I helped Father put the latch on the inside of my bedroom door. It was just a slide bolt latch. If he needed to get in he would be able to break through it. But no one could just casually walk in, and I doubt my Mom could even break through it if she tried. Not much happened for a couple of weeks. I'd practiced with Caesar every day and I'd had sex with him every day too. I still liked to take him out to the deer blind when I could but right after my folks went to bed I usually let him fuck my ass and I would fuck his or frott with him. I never let him tie with me when my folks were home. They would have to knock to have me let them in, but they would know that something was up if he was knotted in my ass and I wasn't able to get loose from him for half an hour. But as we got closer to the show weekend I was getting more anxious and nervous. A week before the show Mr. Hackenberg took me to Chicago to get a suit tailored to fit me so I could wear it in the ring. He definitely wasn't stingy with his money but I doubt he looked at money in the same way that we did. Finally the big day got here. It was a show cluster in Louisville, Kentucky. Since I was in school and wouldn't be off for all four of the days we were just going to the weekend shows. Mr. Hackenberg was supposed to pick me up on Friday after school. I'd given Caesar a bath Thursday and I'd kept him in the kennel all day so he wouldn't get dirty before we left for the show. And when I got home I was shocked to find a HUGE fucking motorhome in the driveway. It looked as big as a greyhound bus. It was towing a small foreign convertible. Mr. Hackenberg was standing beside the motorhome. "Well Terrance are you ready to go?" "Yes Sir! I'm all packed I just have to run inside and get my suitcase." I said as I shook his hand. I ran upstairs and grabbed the suitcase from the corner and pulled my new suit from where it was hanging in the closet. I ran downstairs and when I got outside Father had come up to where the motorhome was and was talking to Mr. Hackenberg. "That's quite a rig you've got." I heard him say to Mr. Hackenberg. "I spend at least forty-five weekends a year in this baby, I want to have all the comforts of home. I spent a lot of money on it but you can't take it with you so you may as well spend it and enjoy it." Mr. Hackenberg replied. He gave us a tour of it. The back quarter of it was set up to carry dogs. There was an area where dog crates could be strapped down and there was a grooming and bathing area at the very back. "I usually carry more dogs than this. But since this was your first weekend I wanted to make sure I wasn't too busy to help you out as much as I can. I've only got the five Specials that I'm campaigning. I need to keep them near the top of the rankings so I can't even afford to take one weekend off. I'll introduce them to you when we get set up this evening." We put Caesar into one of the crates then continued with the tour. It was completely self-contained. It had an Onan generator in a compartment underneath it and a luggage compartment that had a bunch of what he called exercise pens and plastic straw mats. "We don't need to be self-contained for this trip. They'll have hookups there." He said. The living area was nicer than our house. In the bedroom there were two beds that were pretty close together since space was still at a bit of a premium. I don't think they were a standard size, it looked like they were custom fitted to the motor home but they looked to be about the size of full size beds. There was a full kitchen and a full bathroom with a shower. All of the stuff in the kitchen was designed so it would not fly around if the rig stopped quickly. Father and I said our goodbyes and he went out the main door. Mr. Hackenberg and I walked up to the front of the motorhome and got into the most comfortable captain's chairs I'd ever sat in. Since we have a huge gravel area beside the driveway to keep the tractors and cows from churning it up in muddy conditions he was able to easily turn the motorhome around. We headed out of the driveway and took some local roads until we hit I-43 and headed south. Once we got onto the highway it had an incredibly smooth ride. We drove on for an hour until we reached I-94 then continued on for another two hours until we were south of Chicago. During that time he told me all kinds of stories about dog shows and what we would have to do when we got there. He showed me the judging schedule that came when he got confirmation of the entries and explained how to read it. Fortunately none of his specials had any conflicts with the German Shepherds. "We should have plenty of time to get the GSDs ready." He said. "GSDs?" I asked. "Yeah. It's short for German Shepherd Dogs." He replied. "I know that. But you said GSDs plural." I said. "Yeah. Caesar and his father. He's my main special. He's the number one GSD in the country and the number one herding dog in the country." "You mean I need to compete against you and Caesar's dad?" I asked, my stomach dropping at the prospect. "Relax. You won't have to compete with him until Best Of Breed if you make it that far. You're main concern is going Winners Dog so you can get the points toward Caesar's Championship." He went on to explain the whole process to me. First Caesar would have to compete against the 12-18 month old males that weren't champions. If he won that he would go up against the other GSDs males that weren't champions and had won their classes. The winner of that was called Winners Dog (WD) and got points toward his championship. Then they did the same with the non-champion GSD females until they came up with Winners Bitch (WB). Then WD and WB went back in against all the Champion GSDs and the judge picked Best of Breed (BOB). He then explained the Groups and Best In Show. My head was spinning. "It's a big single elimination tournament until a final dog is standing." He said when he saw my confusion. "Don't worry I'll be there to guide you through it. You just have to do exactly what you've been doing in class." "Okay." I said uncertainly but it calmed me down some. At about seven we stopped at a truck stop that was off one of the exits. We filled up but mainly it was to get something to eat. We just wanted something quick so we got burgers and fries, topped off the tanks and got back on the road. It was a seven hour trip. I stayed awake for about another hour but eventually I reclined the captain's seat and fell asleep. I didn't wake up until we got to the show site. It took me until he pulled into our site and parked. The rig had an auto-leveling system on it and we were level and stabilized in no time flat. We got out and he showed me how to help him crank the awning out. After we got it completely set up we got six ex-pens set up and put a dog into each of them. It was my job to stand there and watch for someone to take a shit. Then I needed to scoop it up before they stepped in it if I could. I got my first look at the "Specials" we were carrying. Caesar's dad looked just like him but just more mature. In addition to Caesar's dad there was a Mastiff, an Otterhound, a Pointer and an Airedale. The Mastiff had me drooling, his balls were even bigger than Biggie the Dane that I'd fooled around with. In the meantime Mr. Hackenberg was filling their food and water buckets in the crates. He got them filled and started putting the dogs that had already shit back in their crates for the night. It didn't take long at all for us to get them settled for the night. We'd already hooked up the electric and the water to the motorhome so we headed in for the night. Mr. Hackenberg got a shower first and when he came out with a towel around his waist I went in and got mine. I dried off pretty well and went back to the bedroom, my towel wrapped around me. When I got in to my surprise Mr. Hackenberg was naked on his bed. When he saw my surprised expression he said, "One of the things about traveling with me is I sleep in the nude. We're both guys so it's not like it's something we haven't seen before." I wasn't complaining, he was in his 50's but he was sexy as fuck. He obviously worked out. He wasn't body builder built but he was more than well toned. He wasn't as big as my father in the cock department, but he seemed pretty well endowed. And like father and I, he was uncut. I figured that I was as dry as I was gonna get and I took my towel off and crawled under the covers. I didn't hurry, I made sure that Mr. Hackenberg got a good look. "I sleep in the nude at home too. Mom keeps the house too hot to wear clothes to bed." "Kindred spirits I guess." He said winking at me. "There is not much privacy when we are on the road. Being guys we need to take care of stuff. I'm sure after seeing you naked that you're already jacking off so feel free to do it now. If you're too shy you can wait until after I turn the lights out after I'm done." I wasn't sure what he was talking about. I'd never jacked off before. I watched as he pumped some hand lotion onto his hand and started to liberally coat his semi-erect cock with it. Soon he was stroking it, the foreskin sliding back and forth over the head of his cock. He was about seven and a half inches long and almost as thick as father. I still didn't know what he was doing. I was still under the impression that to cum you needed a partner. But despite that I was mesmerized by watching him. "You can take care of yourself if you want. It will probably get me there faster if you did it at the same time." He chuckled. And as he did I could see some precum oozing out of the tip of his cock. I realized I was rock hard. When I didn't start to do what he was doing he asked, "You are old enough to cum aren't you?" "Yes Sir. I just didn't know that you could cum without a partner." I replied. "So you already have a girl friend at your age." He asked as he continued to stroke his handsome cock. I was starting to get flustered, "No Sir." I said still confused. "So do you fool around with one of your male classmates?" He asked. "No Sir." I said and realized the trap I'd fallen into when he grinned. "So do you and Caesar fool around?" He asked still grinning, the precum seeping even faster. I'm sure my shocked look gave it away and to my surprise he moaned and started to cum. Big thick white creamy shots of cum shot all over his chest and belly. He closed his eyes and when he was finished he sighed in relief. Then he used his towel to wipe the cum off of his body. "Relax I wasn't surprised that you and Caesar fool around. I can see how close the two of you are." He said. "My last apprentice was no stranger to the dogs, or to me either." "Are you gay Sir?" I asked hopefully. "Gay? I don't like to put a label on it. I was married and raised a family. I've been with other men and even animals. Sex feels good. We only live once so why not enjoy all the nuances of sex that I can. As long as my partner is willing." He said looking at me pointedly. Then he tossed me the lotion and winked. I thought, "what the hell". I really liked him and trusted him. So I got out from underneath the covers. I pumped the lotion onto my right hand. I laid on my back and started to stroke myself. It was really exciting having him watching me. I already looked up to him to the point of idolization. I started to think how great it would be to suck on that handsome cock. My excitement was building as I thought about that then I thought of something even more erotic. What if he was on top of me urgently thrusting that big piece of man meat into me over and over and over... And that was all it took for me to shoot all over myself. After I caught my breath I realized that I wasn't embarrassed about it.