Clean Master Ed's Cock, Spot

I crawled back to Master Ed and sat proudly in front of Him. Like my dad, He laughed and petted my head condescendingly. His perfect cock hung in front of my face. His erection had faded, but His dick was still filled with blood and dwarfed my dad’s and mine, even now as we both strained and flexed our pathetic pricks to their fullest. I leaned forward and could smell His familiar musk mixed with my mom’s vaginal fluid that coated His glans and shaft in a sticky gloss. I looked up at Him and silently begged with my puppy dog eyes.

Master Ed laughed again. “Does Spot want his bone?”

I yipped in excitement then leaned back on my tail and pulled my paws up to beg.

“Are you sure? Your mom got it awfully dirty with her June juice. Do you still want it, Spot?”

I barked repeatedly. Of course, I still wanted it. It was Master’s bone, my favorite treat! I was happy to have Master’s cock in my mouth at any time, regardless of where it had most recently been.

“Alright, go ahead.”

I crawled forward and dove into Master Ed’s crotch as quickly as my paws would take me. I got underneath His magnificent balls and raised my head so His deflating cock could fall under my dog hood snout and into my eaging mouth. Once I was lined up, I gulped as much of His delicious dick as I could fit in my mouth. At first, I only tasted my mom’s juices as my tongue worked His shaft and glans. Eventually, I removed all traces of her with my devout tonguing and sucking. When I was done, I buried my nose into Master Ed’s pubes and breathed in deeply to cleanse my brain and pallet of anyone else’s musk.

Master Ed could tell I was finished and was now just being a mischievous pup taking advantage of His generosity. He put His hand on my forehead and pushed me back slightly. I was able to keep the tip of His ample dick in my mouth as I sat back on my tail and prepared for what I knew was coming next.

“Are you thirsty, little pup? We left your dish at home. You’ll have to drink from the tap.”

I murphed in agreement with His cock still behind my lips. I looked up and thanked Him with my eyes as He began to use my throat as His urinal. I tried to breathe through my nose so I could maintain my suction while He unleashed what felt like liters of piss onto my tongue. It was bitter and delicious. Anything from His body smelled and tasted like heaven. Despite my diligence and training, His golden stream was too bountiful and I choked and coughed on His dick while He continued to evacuate Himself onto my hooded face. My brother laughed from across the room as I tried my best to recapture the last of Master Ed’s precious urine on my tongue.