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THE PUPPY

- You will be called Golfo.

The trainer baptized the puppy while smiling and stroking his head; the baptism was the rite with which he always began the learning process. The name was ironic, since the young man seemed affectionate and docile, but he liked precisely that contrast. When he had come across a more mischievous and brazen young man, he had given him a submissive name, like Toby or Boby. And the really difficult cases of true brats, he no longer accepted; the demand for his care was very high, he had to select his pupils and it was not worth wasting time and resources on young men who did not know what they wanted, no matter how handsome they were or thought they were.

Golfo began to internalize that he had to think of himself with that name during his training and in all his subsequent contact, which he hoped would be frequent, with his caregiver and with other puppies; his human name had not been left behind entirely, but he did hope to set it aside from his private life. He considered himself lucky to have been accepted by one of the most valued trainers in the web and social networks of pups.

With a few years of experience training puppies, the mature trainer had developed a good instinct that allowed him to quickly identify applicants with possibilities and not waste time with the multitude of photo collectors, seekers of big cocks, and bored perverts looking for erotic chat and new fantasies with which to achieve a truly submissive puppy. He was not looking to adopt, because he already had two playful puppies at home, but he did like to build a community and introduce young men with little experience in the puppy world. With Golfo, from the first moment, his potential, interest, and submission had been evident.

When the trainer proposed an interview, the young man did not hesitate, not even when he explained that he would have to undress completely and allow himself to be caressed and touched to assess his candidacy. In fact, he found it exciting to be examined, although he feared possible rejection. He did not have marked muscles or a flat stomach; now that he knew the trainer better, he already knew that this was not a handicap but a merit. He liked very different types of bodies, slender, athletic, or rounded, large or small, but he did require that they be young, with soft skin and natural, not molded in the gym. He never asked for photos because he did not trust them and thought that cameras were made to lie in the worst case, or in the best case, would never be able to capture the softness of the skin or the capacity for surrender and submission of a young man.

In the face-to-face meeting, Golfo conquered him with his modesty, naturalness, docility, and round and appetizing butt. He allowed himself to be undressed without affectation, and the trainer place...