Andy was quite keen to become Rover’s master for the day. He liked the idea of a threesome and having the dog-man do tricks on camera; he also liked being encouraged by Warren, and other off-camera voices, to smack Aiden’s cheeks for any transgression, no matter how trivial.
I stood at the back of the camera and watched the dog-man toss and turn, begging and fetching. I watched him make water from a bowl and wag his rubber tail. Warren had trained his pet well.
“Come on, Kevin,” Warren said. “Get on your hands and knees and give Rover a five-minute break. You’ve seen what it takes to be man’s best friend; and I’ll take Andy over, so there’ll be more verbals and less fighting.
The threesome begins
Bryan furtively shook his head but said nothing.
“You can be my new puppy,” Warren continued. “So get on your hands and knees and come to your heels. Do you like a threesome?”
An hour after Bryan put his camera away, I was still hard at it. Warren was a ruthless master. My knees were raw red—I must have walked around the boathouse floor a hundred times—and my cock and cheeks were just as battered and bruised—Rover had climbed on me during obedience training and pulled out the brain. He then left his mark (love bites) all over my body including my ass, cock, and nipples.
I spent the whole next day with Eric recovering in the little trailer – Bryan had rented three trailers that week, which were tucked away in a corner of a trailer park near Teston. I never saw the inside of the boathouse again on that trip. Bryan knew I was eager to do more, but he didn’t want to push his luck and come home with a total wreck on his hands.
Aiden and Andy continued to perform in front of the cameras for two more days – Aiden was hunted in the woods, hung upside down from a tree, and beaten by Warren. Andy was kidnapped again and started a threesome with the boys.
