The Bride's Cousin 4

This morning Luciano, before bathing after his usual workout session, looks at his naked dog and studies his body. Oswaldo feels intimidated being the only one of the two who is naked. He is very transparent in his gestures and expressions, not hiding his discomfort.

-Is something wrong, little dog? - he says sitting on the bed while Oswaldo remains on his knees with his hands on his head, exposing his body

-I feel uncomfortable when I'm the only one naked- he responds honestly to Luciano

-Well, you're the pet- he says petting his head like a dog- it's normal for you to be naked

-I accept that but, showing myself like this for you to see- he responds

-Well, I have to see what my pet looks like- Luciano responds, looking at his cock with its 14 centimeters raised, circumcised, thick, veiny, pretty. Well covered with long hair above and below.

Oswaldo is a white man, with black hair, not very regular at the hairdresser so his hair is messy, irregular and slightly unkempt. He has light brown eyes and a flat nose. He wears a mustache and beard that he doesn't trim very often, and they look long and irregular.

He has voluminous, hairy pectorals, with wide nipples that look like brown suckers. His broad shoulders and sturdy back, his chest is truly hairy and he has some hair on the back of his shoulders and on both sides in the dorsal area.

His slightly bulging abdomen and his arms are big and long with a pair of good biceps ... his hairy armpits with long hair. His large and thick hairy legs ... his round, fleshy, firm but gelatinous buttocks.

Oswaldo is, in short, a man in his thirties who looks well-maintained although he is starting to have a "mature man's body."

-Come here, little dog, I'm going to bathe you- Luciano says tenderly, advancing towards the bathroom, Oswaldo walks on all fours behind him.

Luciano acts like a good Master, checks that the water temperature is comfortable and makes him enter on all fours, he takes off his shirt and hugs Oswaldo by the neck as if hugging a dog, to make him feel his warmth and the penetrating odor of his armpits.

Oswaldo starts to feel conditioned to that strong smell of his Master, it excites him, makes him very hot and eager for cock.

The dog remains on all fours while Luciano soaps his head, applies shampoo to his beard and mustache and caresses them when soaping him ... then he lathers his body with soap.

Luciano enjoys the feeling of having an older man's body at his disposal, he bathes him and enjoys it, feeling his dominance over that large and robust back and his well-developed chest, a body much larger and even more mature than his.

-Turn around- he orders when he has already soaped up his front. He massages his buttocks with soapy hands, gives him a couple of slaps on the wet skin and enjoys watching his skin shake like jelly with the hairs spreading due to the soap ... he runs his hand over his ass ... Oswaldo has his eyes closed because the shampoo is falling on his head, so he can only enjoy his Master's hands without moving. He feels his soft hands on that anus that barely the day before opened for him, he has discovered a new erogenous zone and enjoys the touch of his Master who bathes and caresses him with power.

Luciano grabs his cock from behind his legs and starts to masturbate it using the soap. He massages it. He caresses the glans ... his cock starts to throb eagerly ... Oswaldo moans enjoying Luciano's caresses ... the guy undresses and sits inside the shower behind him, plays with his balls in his hands under the pretext of soaping them - Do you fuck my cousin?- he asks Oswaldo grabbing his cock and masturbating him very slowly.

-Sometimes- Oswaldo answers feeling confident as Luciano masturbates him from behind

-From now on you can call me Master, little dog- he says without stopping masturbating him- that's what I am, right? Your Master-

-Yes Master, thank you Master- Oswaldo responds in a low voice. Luciano continues to masturbate him gently

-When was the last time you fucked Isabella, little dog?- Luciano asks

-Three months ago- the dog answers - Master- he adds remembering the order he has received

-That's a long time- says Luciano playing with his cock - Why do you smell like fish then, dirty little dog?- Luciano asks

Oswaldo remains silent. Finally, he has no choice but to respond - because I masturbate, Master- Oswaldo responds

-And at what time do you masturbate, dirty little dog?- Luciano asks rubbing his ass with one hand while with the other he masturbates him

-In the mornings, when she leaves and you are still asleep, Master- Oswaldo responds

-That will change starting today, pup, understood?- says Luciano- this cock is mine and you only have permission to use it with Isabella - he orders- and I want you to use it for her today- he adds.

-Yes Master- Oswaldo responds

Luciano falls silent, massaging Oswaldo's anus and pulling his cock with the other hand ... Oswaldo feels like he's going to cum and doesn't hold back ... he starts breathing heavily

-Cum, little dog, you can release your milk- Luciano orders guessing that the moment has come. Oswaldo has always been able to come at will, he decides when even when he fucks Isabella ... this time he simply lets it happen and he cums without using his hands ... a mix of pleasure and humiliation run through his body- ahhhh ahhh- he begins to moan as a powerful jet of cum rushes to the floor and mingles with the water pooled in the shower ... Oswaldo feels powerless as the milk comes out without him being able to determine how much pleasure he feels with his hands... he lets it happen and feels like he's being emptied... Luciano enjoys milking him and making him feel all kinds of sensations by touching his frenulum and glans while ejaculating.

Luciano squeezes him until the last drop ... then lathers more soap and passes it over the glans, Oswaldo jumps due to the sensitivity of that area

-Stay still, I have to clean you up for Isabella- he orders and Oswaldo complies obediently.

Luciano stands up and opens the shower, he bends down to rinse Oswaldo's body...

What Oswaldo has confessed to him goes around in his head during the day. He didn't imagine that he and Isabella had gone so long without having sex.

A couple of hours later Oswaldo finishes a translation and leans back somewhat exhausted in his chair in front of the laptop

-Do you trust me, pup?- Luciano asks Oswaldo with a mischievous smile while looking for something on his cell phone

-Yes Master- Oswaldo responds without paying much attention to his words

-I want you to tell me when you have two free hours in the afternoon- he orders

Oswaldo points out two in the afternoon, lunchtime. Luciano disappears into his room and reappears for the two o'clock hour.

-Undress and get on all fours- Luciano orders Oswaldo and the dog obeys immediately. Luciano puts on the leash and crouches down to look him in the face- pay attention, pup- he says- I've just hired someone to make some adjustments to you and make you look good so that tonight you have a great time with Isabella.

Oswaldo hesitates but Luciano holds him by the leash- I know you trust me and I'm going to take care of you. He is my trusted stylist and I have already explained to him that you are my pet and I want him to cut your hair here- Oswaldo is about to stand up and refuse to be seen by a stranger as a dog, suddenly he feels that Luciano has gone too far.

Luciano, guessing his thoughts, holds the leash and standing up, he presses Oswaldo's face against his package, rubbing his face on his pants making him feel his cock through the fabric- you are going to be a good dog and you are going to obey me- he says

The doorbell rings, Oswaldo makes one last effort to get rid of it by pulling on the leash and standing up- no, you're going too far- he says

Luciano doesn't let go of the leash, he turns and looks Oswaldo in the face. He has a serious and expressionless face, Oswaldo looks at him with his mouth open, feeling embarrassed and regretting everything... there are no words, Oswaldo doesn't move, he could take off the collar if he wanted to but he doesn't... he stays still... finally, he kneels down again- this is very humiliating- says Oswaldo, walking on all fours behind him.

-Bark, don't speak, don't make me look bad- he orders.

Luciano opens the apartment door holding Oswaldo's leash with one hand. On the other side of the door is a dark-skinned, burly man dressed like a biker. He wears loose denim pants and a black T-shirt clinging to his muscular and thick body, a denim vest and a backpack with his tools. He has a very long beard but unlike Oswaldo, he keeps it well-groomed, very thick arms with tattoos and short hair shaved on the sides and abundant well-styled hair back in a crest.

-What's up, dude?- he says to Luciano giving him a strong hug, Luciano is so thin that he seems to disappear between the huge arms of the barber.

-Is this the little dog?- he asks Luciano, looking at Oswaldo on all fours naked next to him

-Yes, his name is Oswaldo- Luciano tells him

-Give him a dog's name, don't be a jerk- the barber says laughing -Does he bite?- he asks Luciano

-No, he's calm- Luciano responds

-Well, just in case, I brought a muzzle, let's go to your room- the barber says, Luciano advances in front of him, pulling Oswaldo's leash which inevitably exposes his naked butt to the barber as they go to Luciano's room.

Naim, the stylist hired by Luciano, spreads plastic sheeting over the bed - up, little dog- he orders, hitting the plastic, Oswaldo, humiliated and resigned to being a dog, gets up on all fours on the bed covered with plastic.

Naim opens his backpack and takes out a ball gag - here, put this on, it's disinfected- he tells Luciano who immediately places the gag around Oswaldo's mouth. Naim spreads his tools on the plastic, very organized and asks Luciano how he wants the haircut.

-What do you recommend?- Luciano asks

-A Mohawk cut would make him look more canine- Naim responds

-No, my dog works online, he needs a good image, besides I want him to look very manly and handsome for his girlfriend

-Ahhh the little dog has a girlfriend- Naim says laughing out loud

Oswaldo silently watches Luciano and Naim discuss the best haircut for him, feeling invaded to the core of his privacy by not participating in the decision, to make his position more humiliating, a thread of saliva starts dripping from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably.

Naim and Luciano come to an agreement. The stylist begins by running the clippers on the sides of his head, Oswaldo has no way of seeing what he's doing to him, he just watches his hair fall on the plastic and fills with anguish...

In his mind, he imagines the most embarrassing and humiliating haircuts, he begins to plan what he will tell Isabella when she returns and how he will justify being bald or shaved in a strange way...

Time goes by slowly as he watches the hair fall underneath him and the position he's in, on all fours, becomes very tiring, but he lets himself be treated like an obedient dog.

-Let's move on to the beard- Naim tells Luciano- If you take off the gag he won't bite me.

Luciano takes one of his dirty socks off the floor, removes the ball gag from Oswaldo and stuffs the sock in his mouth - close it completely- he orders and Oswaldo closes his mouth with the sock tucked in securely

-That's it, he won't bite you- says Luciano and Naim passes the shaving machine with different settings to get his beard and mustache ready.

Oswaldo begins to show his tiredness from the time he has spent on all fours, Luciano caresses his butt to motivate him to endure it - we're almost done, little dog- he says lovingly. Oswaldo feels immersed in humiliation, Luciano's caresses sink him and make him even hotter.

Naim places a damp towel with water heated in the stove over his face and takes advantage of it being covered to apply wax to his shoulders and back.

He removes the wax forcefully and Oswaldo lets out a soft moan that can barely be heard through the sock and the towel over his face.

When he removes the towel, he trims his beard with a razor.

-Let's see that cock- Naim says to Oswaldo when his face is ready, Oswaldo nervously looks back at Luciano

-Show me your dick, little dog, get on two legs- Oswaldo gets on his knees and instinctively puts his arms bent forward as if he were a dog

-It looks like a forest, let's see- he says picking up some utensils different from those he used for his head- lie down, puppy- Naim orders. Oswaldo says nothing but lies down gratefully. Naim trims the hair above his penis and then, using the same damp towel he covered his head with, moistens his testicles, Oswaldo lies still looking at the ceiling while Naim skillfully shaves his balls to leave them completely smooth and hairless.

-To the shower, dog- Naim says to Oswaldo when he finishes his work; Oswaldo waits on all fours under the shower while Luciano helps Naim gather his tools and sees him off at the door.

He wants to look at himself but waits for Luciano to allow it, he hears them laugh outside the bathroom and then hears Luciano close the door, he waits for him in the shower with anxiety.

Luciano bathes him again with the tenderness and care he would give to a dog, this time there are no prolonged caresses, he wants Oswaldo to save his energy for Isabella.

He dries him with a towel and orders him- stand up and go to the mirror in your room- Luciano watches with satisfaction as Oswaldo walks naked with a more attractive and fresh back towards his bedroom where they have a full-length mirror behind the door.

Luciano advances slowly and enters the room, standing behind Oswaldo who looks at himself in the mirror.

His face looks elegant, handsome, rejuvenated, clean and very manly; his well-trimmed beard accentuates the sharp features of his face, his hair looks modern, it's an excellent cut, he looks like a very attractive man. His cock looks nice with the top hair trimmed and his bald balls. Naim has turned the neglected and unkempt dog into a handsome man.

-Do you like it?- Luciano asks him

Oswaldo falls to the floor on all fours and wags his tail barking- woof woof- then licks his feet but Luciano pulls them away - calm down, calm down... from now on you're Isabella's boyfriend, not my dog.

Oswaldo stands up and looks at himself in the mirror again, he likes what he sees, a lot.

-I'll go sleep at a hotel- he informs Oswaldo- prepare a nice dinner for Isabella and give it to her hard, make sure she's fully satisfied... it's not advice, it's an order