Date: Sun, 23 Jan 2022 02:02:24 +0100 From: Sarcastic Sword Subject: Of Dogs And Young Men Part 21 We changed into jeans and sweat shirts and put all of the dogs out into x-pens to relieve themselves. When the Mastiff lifted his leg to relieve himself he exposed his cock and balls to my view. They were so fucking huge, even bigger than the Dane that I'd fooled around with. I chubbed almost immediately as he drained the main vein, those huge low hanging balls jumping up each time he strained to get the last few squirts out. I hadn't realized that I'd been staring when Mr. Hackenberg started to chuckle. I realized that my erection was outlined in my jeans. I turned around and adjusted myself so it wasn't so visible. That was one of the problems with having the largest dick in my grade, it was even more obvious when I was aroused. "Don't worry about hiding it. He's one sexy bastard." He chuckled. "Although all well bred large breed dogs are sexy in their own right. Although this isn't the venue for exploring those feelings." He added as he rubbed his own erection through his jeans. Was he hinting that maybe it would be OK when we were back at home I wondered? But after all of them had taken a dump and I'd scooped it up Mr. Hackenberg showed me how much feed each of them got. We put the food and water into the kennels and then put the dogs in to eat and rest. Then we went into the rig. It was five in the afternoon and we were both hungry. We hadn't eaten since lunch. "I've made arrangements for us to meet some people for dinner at 7:30 but lets eat something to tide us over." He suggested and started rummaging through the fridge. We each made a sandwich and had some potato salad, just enough to blunt the edges of our hunger. We lounged around until 6:30. He quizzed me about the things we'd done today and started to re-explain how the whole dog show worked. I was slowly starting to understand how things worked but it was still a bit confusing. "Well it's time to get ready to head out for dinner. Do you want to get your shower first or should I?" He asked then after a short pause added with a wink, "Or should we save time and shower together?" My heart raced at the thought. Every spare moment my mind had drifted back to last night and us jacking off together. I idolized this ruggedly handsome man and wanted to do more with him. Trying not to sound too eager and failing I replied, "We could save time if that's OK with you Sir?" "That could be fun." He said with a grin. And headed toward the bathroom. The shower was larger than you'd expect on a motor home even one this large. It was like a home tub/shower combination so two people could easily fit in it. In my excitement I just about tore off my clothes. I had one of the hardest boners of my life. Mr. Hackenberg just chuckled and said, "We aren't in that much of a hurry." He methodically undressed folding each piece of clothing as he removed it. At last he took his briefs off and that beautiful semi-erect uncut cock was exposed to my worshiping eyes. He grinned as I stood staring at it then turned to adjust the water temperature. He opened the door and motioned me to get in. "Let's both shampoo first." He said as he soaked his hair with water then moved out of the way so I could get into the spray. He took a small amount of shampoo and worked it into his crew cut and then handed me the bottle. My hair was longer, over my ears in the style of the day and I needed considerably more shampoo to do the job. As I worked it through my hair he got under the shower and rinsed off his hair and repeated the process. After we'd both finished shampooing he grabbed a washcloth and a bar of soap and lathered up the cloth. I'd thought he was going to wash himself but he said, "It's easier if we wash each other." He proceeded to wash my back. He soaped up my shoulders first massaging the soapy foam all over my tired muscles. The worked his way down my back until he got to my ass and my erection throbbed as he kneaded my tight bubble butt. Then he ran the soapy cloth down my crack and paid special attention to my tight little pucker. He ran his free hand up and down my slippery crack before snaking his middle finger into me... I moaned audibly and almost blew my load but he sensed this and quickly pulled out. He finished washing my legs and then pulled my feet back one at a time to wash them. He turned me to face him and soaped up the wash cloth again. This time he worked on my chest and to my surprise he tweaked one of my nipples. It was like the nerves from it went directly to my cock making it jump. He just winked at me and worked his way further down. As he got to my sparse young treasure trail the anticipation was building to a fever pitch. To my surprise he got onto his knees in front of me as the cloth finally got to my boner. He soaped it up really good then he retracted my foreskin and washed it again. I willed myself not to cum as best as I could but the soap was making my cock so slick in his hand. He still had the cloth in his other hand and he soaped up my balls which were already primed and hugging my body. I'd never been touched down there by another person and it was very different than being with a dog. Not necessarily better or worse, but because it was with this man that I idolized it was amazing. He was right at eye level with my cock which was drooling precum and ready to completely blow it's load. He continued to stroke my cock and fondle my balls then he moved that hand back to my pucker and slipped his middle finger in. It went right for my prostate and that was all I could handle before I cried out. "I'm gonna cum!" My cock was still covered with soap so I assumed that was why he didn't take me into his mouth, but he aimed my primed weapon and his mouth and I let go with a volley. It was at point blank range so he managed to get all of it. To my surprise while I was still in the echoes of my orgasm he stood up and pulled me close to him. I could feel his rock hard cock against me and he bent down and kissed me. His tongue parted my lips and I realized that my cum was still in his mouth. He kept most of it but I could taste myself on his tongue before he pulled out and swallowed. He just held me for a moment while I completely recovered from my orgasm. Then he said, "It's better that you got that out of your system so you aren't sporting wood all evening. Although many of the men and ladies there would enjoy it." He released me and turned his back toward me so I could return the favor. I washed his back and when I got to his ass I slipped a finger in just like he'd done to me. He was surprisingly tight but I could just imagine how great it would feel around my cock. But I didn't tarry too long because I was even more anxious to get to the front. I worked my way down his front and got down to his cock. I had gotten down on my knees and had a close up view of it for the first time. Like me and my father he had a long foreskin that kept his head covered even when he was erect. He had seven and a half inches but it was more intensely veined than either Father or I. I soaped it up and as I worked the cloth up and down his shaft I could feel how hard he was. He definitely didn't have any kind of erectile dysfunction. He was excited and the precum was starting to flow. I peeled back the foreskin and soaped all of it up then started to stroke him as I started to soap up his balls. His sack was definitely much more saggy than mine and he had really large balls. I'd seen plenty of balls of men in the locker room at the YMCA and these looked larger than nearly all of them. Maybe that's why he was so successful, testosterone overload, I thought to myself with an inner chuckle. I wanted to drain every drop out of them. But just when it seemed like he was getting close he said, "That's enough. I don't want to cum now in case we want to fool around more after dinner. At my age I can only cum once or twice a day." I stood up with a little disappointment but we got rinsed off and dressed in dress slacks, shirts and ties. We headed out to the sports car that he'd been towing behind the motorhome. It was only a two seater and snug at that. It was a candy apple red color with a black ragtop. "What kind of car is this?" I asked. "It's a 1971 Alfa Romeo 1750 Spider Convertible. I bought it new but I've kept it in mint condition. It's not the fastest car or the most expensive car but it's incredibly fun to drive." He said as he shifted the car into gear. It was a five speed and I watched as he shifted his way up the gear box. When he got us onto the highway he shifted his hand from the shifter to my knee. I instinctively spread my legs for him. Despite the fact that I'd just cum a half an hour ago I had a raging erection trapped in my pants leg. He slit his hand up my thigh until it reached the head of my cock. His hand stroked it. "Oh to be young again when you can get erections one after another." He said with a chuckle. "I see well have plenty to do after dinner when we get back from dinner." He pulled off the highway and in a block we came to the restaurant we were meeting at. We pulled into the parking lot of the Brazeiros Churrascaria. I had no idea of what it served but from all the expensive cars in the lot my guess was that it was expensive. And with that we walked into the restaurant.