Hot summer day

Just a hot summer day

I woke up to the sound of Sir working in the kitchen, or the smell of bacon, I’ am not sure. I crawled out of bed, stretched and got on all fours. Turning around and sniffs at bed, It is a small area in the corner of the den, with some blankets that Sir had brought at a garage sale, a pillow, an old beech towel and some to my chew toys. I picked up on the smell the bacon he was cooking sure did smell good, maybe that is why I woke up. But I had to go out and mark the yard, as I do first thing every morning. “woof woof” I barked, and headed for door. Sir heard and walked over to the patio door and opened it. He said “you need to go out boy?” Woof woof” I barked, I had to go and go out now! He opened the door and I was out. I would check out the bacon later. Sir left the door open and went back to the kitchen.

After making a couple of marks at my normal places I started to sniff around for any new smells, stopped a time or two to lift my leg again. First one place than another until I had no piss left. No other new smells so I made my way back in. Smelled the bacon again and headed right for the kitchen. There was Sir at the stove working on breakfast. It was Saturday and Sir had on his yard work cloths. An old pair of jeans that had a worn butt and a small hole in the crotch. Work boots, and no shirt. It was a hot summer day.

I went over to him and started to sniff. Sniffed at the air smelling the bacon, sniff at his butt, than his crouch. Smelling his hot scant. Soon I had my face in his crotch, smelling that sweat scant. Yam Yam. I started to lick at his crotch but Sir pushed me away. “Sorry boy no time for that now. We have work to do today and its time to eat now anyway.” Not understanding I tried to lick again. Again he pushed me away and said “no not now” and with a swat “no”. I let out a wine and started to smell the bacon, I sat at his feet, hoping for him to drop some for me. Soon Sir had the bacon fried and on his plate and was almost done with some eggs. Sure did smell good. Hope I could have some. Took another sniff of his crotch, and with a kick of his leg, knocked me away. “I said no not now”. I sat and just looked up at him. He than buttered the toast that just popped up, dished the eggs up on his plate, and set it on the table. He then poured coffee in his cup. Oh the smell of coffee I love it, but had not smelled it ‘til now. I was lost in the smell of his scant and bacon. I now moved and set by my bowl near his chair. He poured some coffee in my bowl. (Stainless steel sure gets hot) as he is sitting the pot on the counter I am putting my face into that hot dish. “woof” dam that is hot. I tried again this time slower, trying not to touch the bowl. Sir sat and started to eat. I sat waiting and drinking from my bowl as he ate.

After a bit Sir said “I have some things that we need to get done today and would like you to help boy. Would you like that Boy? Would you help me work in the yard?” I sat there looking up at him not knowing what he wanted I responded “woof”. “Good boy” he said “let me give you some of these eggs and some bacon, you will need your energy today.” And took his plate dumped some bacon and eggs that was left on his plate into my food dish. Setting looking at him, waiting for his OK before digging in. “you going to work hard today boy?” “Woof woof” I barked, with no idea what he was going to be doing. He said “OK”, and I started to eat, as Sir left the room. The bacon was very good and more eggs than I normally get. I ate it all and was licking the dish clean.

With my dish now licked clean and the coffee almost gone Sir returns with some of my puppy gear. I started to jump up on him ready to have the gear on. I really love to be in pup gear. “Woof woof” I barked and wigged my butt. “Down boy down.” I barked again “woof …….woof”. I did not wear pup gear normally just my collar except for special times. But love it very much. “You will need to wear pup gear today if you are going to help. You still went to help don’t you?” “woof ….woof…woof”. Butt wagging. Did not know why but I really liked wearing it and was always a good time.

He set in his chair and said “come here boy” I moved over to him and put my face in his lap. Again his scant got to me and I started to lick again. “No boy. No we need to get you gear on. Give me your paw” I eagerly put out a paw and he put on a mitt, and put out the other paw for the other mitt. He helped me into knee pads and foot wear. My dick was getting hard and I eyed his crotch again. Now he held up my puppy hood, “Hold still boy you need this on too.” I moved closed and wagged some more as he pulled the hood on and tightened the laces. He now had a ball stretcher in his hand and said “You will need this too if you are going to help me. You want to help me in the yard today don’t you?” I mostly wear it when I am not to straighten out my legs and he ties them to my feet. What was up? I barked more “woof …. Woof” as this seemed to what he was wanting and I liked to please him, and I love to be in the yard and play as well. What could be bad about this? He carefully put it on. It was a long tight fitting on with a heavy metal ring at the center of a ball separator for attaching to things. He liked to attach weights, or tie them to something to keep me from moving about. I held still as he snapped the last snap and said “it looks like you like that” as he rubbed my now hard dick. Now hunching back and forth. “woof, …….woof …..woof”. He now was putting his hand on my butt and slapped it lightly a couple of times “Good boy, Good boy now time for your tail” and reached over to get the butt plug/tail that he had ready to put in place. My butt started to wag and I let out some more barks “woof ……woof…….wooooof.” this was going to be great. I love the fell of that tail wagging as I move around. My dick now as hard as ever and my balls hanging down tight. He patted his lap for me to lay my head in, as he bent over and started to work the tail in. I was smelling him and licking at that hole in his crotch trying to lick his dick. He slapped my ass and pushed the plug fully in and than tugged on my balls, pulling me away from his lap. “No licking, ready to go out side, and get the work done before it gets hot. It’s going to be a hot summer day.”

I was so ready; I took off for the door. Sir yelled “Get back here, I did not say you could go anywhere, get back here”. I stopped and slowly went back. A hard slap on the butt. “yep” “now sit and stay ‘til I say you can go”. I sat the best that I could with ball starchier on holding the balls out and holding the tail in. I looked up at him with that I’ll be good look. He got up and started to walk to the door. I started to move as will, but he looked back and said again “Stay” I sat back down and witched him. He stepped out onto the patio and turned back to me and said “OK come on now” I rushed to the door, going right past him. Was sniffing around the yard again and stopping to mark my space again. He came on out saying “Go on run around I will get some things out and then we can get started with our work. I do need your help. Don’t run off too far”, and tossed a ball into the yard. I ran after it, and than I continued to make my way around the yard sniffing here and there, just checking things out. Don’t get out in the yard much in pup gear, it was great. This is sure a hot summer day.

Sir was busy in the shed area where all the yard tools were keep, a small area in the back of the yard in a fenced in area. Loading a yard wagon, with buckets of dirt, sack of top soil, other needs, and getting plants ready for planting. I soon heard him yell “Here boy, come on boy time to go to work.” I stopped sniffing and headed to the shad area. I found him just in front of the wagon on his knees. I walked to him putting my head on his chest, licking at his sweat that was building by now. He was rubbing my back, and down my butt. It felt so great to be in his arms. His hand went down and got hold of the ring in the ball stretcher, holding tight. “Come on boy come over here. Time to go to work...” pulling me around by my balls to be were he could grab my nuts and got a better hold of them. I tried to get away but it was too late. I yelped turned and growled. “Easy boy easy “patting my back with his other hard. He had a chain fastened to the wagon handle and was now connecting the chain to ring on the ball stretcher. I tried to get away again, but was unable. Let out another yelp. “Down boy….. easy” things were not looking so good all of the sudden. What is he think he is doing? “Time to go to work boy. I need you to pull this wagon over to the other side of the yard.” That is over a rock walkway and up a small hill before leveling out for the last twenty feet “You like to help in the yard don’t you?” Getting up and starting for spot he had pointed to. “Come on boy come on pull”. The wagon must have had 150 to 200 pounds on it and he wanted me to pull it! I tried but just pulled on the balls, wagon did not move. Sir pulled out my dog bone chew toy and said “Here boy come get your bone, get you bone”. Yes I want that bone I love to chew on it. I tried to pull again, again this time the wagon did not moved. Pulled harder and the wagon started to move some. “That’s it come on you can do it come get your bone and pull the wagon”. Once the wagon started to move it was not too bad. At least till it hit a rock on the path. Gave a bit of a jerk, I yelp as it jerked my nuts. Sir had the bone still in his hand saying “Come on ….pull he wagon here Come get you bone”. I tugged more and the wagon stared to moved again, my balls stretched tight. Pulling hard I made it past the rock trail and was about to start up the hill, I eased up some, letting the wagon roll back a bit, it stopped against a rock and the pressure eased from my nuts some. Sir than walked on to were he wanted to wagon and dropped the bone. “Come get it boy …..Come on and get it, and you can have you bone” than went into the house. I gave a hard tug stretching my balls again and started up the hill one step than another and another. Yes I was going to make it. I was up to where it started leveling out now and I would soon be there, getting my chew bone. Oh yes, bone in mouth, and letting the handle of the wagon fall to the ground and my nuts sure felt the tension ease. Sir was coming back to me with my bowl with some water. “Good boy, good boy that’s a good boy. Need a drink?” setting down the water. I dropped the bone and started to drink, I needed it. I set my butt down letting my balls hit the cool grass as I continued to drink. my balls felt good resting on the grass. It was a hot summer day.

Sir removed some of the load, picked up my bone and put it up about another twenty feet. Again dropping it, saying “come on boy get your bone”. I started moving from the water bowl and started on towards the bone, wagon close behind “good boy….good boy, now set…… set”. I dropped my hind end letting my balls rest on the grass again. Oh that fells good oh so good my nuts felt on fire the cool grass felt so good. Sir bent over and patted my head and than reached down and unhook the chain from the ball stercher. Leaving the stretcher on, he said “go rest for a bit until I get these plants in the ground”. I let out a load “woof”, and went over and let my balls rest in the cold bowl of water. Oh that fells good I just sat letting the fire go out. After getting them cool good I turned and took another drink, picked up the bone and then laid down for a rest.

“Here boy …. Here boy “ waking up after a nap hearing Sir calling me. On my feet And headed over to him. “rested good boy.” Patting my head that was now resting in his crotch. Sniff … sniff. Smelling even better that before. “time to pull this back to the shed, boy” reaching back and getting hold on my balls again connecting the chain this time I just stood there He started walking back to the shed and said “come on boy… come on pull that wagon back here” I started to pull the wagon and followed Sir. Much easer going back no load on the wagon and no up hill! Had to hold the wagon back with my feet some when going down the hill. The fire was starting up in my balls again by the time we were back at the shed. Sir again reached down and unhooked the chain patting my head. I started to lick at that hole in his jeans as I sniffed his now sweaty crotch, he now was rubbing my back and butt, witch was now wagging a little, my balls hanging down red and aching. Reaching down he started to rub my burning nuts. My tail wagging even more, and the fire in my nuts turning into a warm glow. The smell coming from the hole in his jeans was strong but sweet. I sniffed and licked, licked and sniffed. The rubbing on my nuts was really felling great. I could fell his dick getting larger as I licked on his hot balls. My own dick now starting to also grow. It was a hot summer day.

Sir’s cock was now getting hard, as he unbuttoned his jeans, letting them open so I could get my nose in and lick on his hard bone and his sweet sweaty balls. He was rubbing, and pulling on my balls, telling me that I was such a good dog for working so hard pulling the wagon. The felling in my own crotch was now felling very good and the ache of my nuts into a very good pain. I started to rock back and forth, dick now full and hard.
Licking, cleaning, sniffing, tasting, as I worked my tongue over his balls, up and down his hard bone. “That’s it boy clean my nuts, lick the sweat off.” He now had one hand on my head pushing it into his balls, as he started to rub my own dick with the other. Hunching harder now as I worked to clean his balls and dick. I could taste the juice coming from the end of that hot cock. “oh yes clean that dick boy….clean it.” Pushing me back I could see the cum squirt out and land on my chest. “Good boy….. good boy” he said as he stood up leaving me with a hard dick and balls that needed release. “Go get a drink and cool off.” He then stood and buttoned his pants, walking back up the hill to where one of my toy was, stopped to toss it over near where the water bowl was. My dick softened as I went to get it making a stop at the bowl for a drink.