When my dog returned home, he came in to greet me alone.

“Thank you, master, this afternoon has been incredible,” he said approaching me. “But I need to run, my balls hurt a lot, master.”

“You still have to respond to the last test of this first day,” I said. “And what I need is for you to eat something and get ready for the gift I have prepared for you.”

My dog knew that given my ignorance of his request, there was no need to insist further. He sat at the table and explained to me how sorry he felt for not having found the key and being able to enjoy that session in the abandoned house. He told me that the rush of Popper when he was tied to the tree made him lose awareness of his body and only felt how his ass was being enjoyed by male after male with the enormous pleasure of feeling hot discharges inside him.

“I have also indulged quite a bit here watching all the cruising scenes. If you make it to the end, maybe you can choose one of those males from the house for your final gift.”

During dinner, I steered the conversation towards less sinful things to calm his lust, knowing that if he saw the couple I had prepared, he wouldn’t be able to wait before the first orgasm.

One topic he spoke to me about was how calm and how much he was enjoying the sex during this first day, knowing that all the guests were on PrEP treatment, that he knew it took an effort but it had definitely been worth it.

When we finished with the food, dessert, and coffee, I took him to a room where he could see the couple waiting for him.

“When you turn on the TV, you will see the couple waiting for you. In this session, I will be with you in the room, initially as an observer, but depending on how the night goes, we will improvise.”

“What am I going to do, master?” my dog asked intrigued.

“You are going to be the gift I have made to a friend of mine,” when he heard me talking about a friend, he realized and his face showed surprise. “Come on, turn on the TV and I’ll tell you more.”

My dog grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. Veronica appeared on it, along with her newlywed husband Jose. At their own wedding, when she was quite drunk, she confessed to me that she had always wanted to see how a guy fucked her boyfriend and she knew he also had curiosity, but she wanted to wait until they were married.

Veronica was 29 years old, about 1.70m tall, and had a very well-toned physique, and at the gym (where I knew her from) she did very good work. That night she wore a tight black dress with a deep neckline that left little to the imagination of her round breasts she had. Her husband was taller than her and also had a well-toned body. He was dark-skinned, with short hair, and a very attractive smile. Seeing that the camera was on, Veronica understood that we were already watching and began to kiss her husband while with one hand unb...