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Gordon and I got up at 5 pm to get ready for the awards banquet. While we showered we stroked each other off. When we got out we spritzed each other with THE Stuff then got into the high speed dryer. We brushed each other out, which was made easier by the conditioner and then both dressed in our suits. My suit was one that I had bought at a thrift store, while the one Gordon had was new and tailored to fit perfectly. I was kind of embarrassed but it was the best I could afford to buy. We were all dressed when we heard the doorbell ring. Gordon's mom answered the door and I could hear Coach Bart talking to her as I came down the stairs from Gordon's room. I walked toward the door and he was waiting in the foyer. He was so dashing in his suit; it made me feel like a hobo in my second hand suit.

"Hey Adam! Are you ready to go?" he asked.

"Yeah!" I said with enthusiasm as I picked up my overnight bag. I could see Gordon's tail tuck slightly between his legs. He was nervous about me spending the night at Coach's house. "I'll see you two at the banquet." I added to Gordon and his mom as we walked out to Coach's Monte Carlo. Coach opened the trunk and I put my overnight bag in, then I hopped into the passenger seat. Fortunately Coach didn't comment on my suit, it would have been too embarrassing. We made some small talk on the way to the banquet. When we got there and parked, we found the banquet hall, walked in and grabbed some seats at one of the tables reserved for our school. We were some of the first ones there, so we talked about what our plans were for our summer training. Gordon and his mom arrived soon after we got settled in and took the seats directly across the table from us. There was a lot of small talk until the master of ceremonies went up to the dais and cleared his throat.

"Good Evening Gentlemen, Welcome to the Annual County All Sport Banquet." He started, then went on about all the sports and recapped how all the teams did in each of the sports starting with the fall sports and working to the spring sports. He mentioned me in both Cross Country and Track and Field and then he introduced all of the lettermen in each sport. Afterward we filed up to the buffet and got our dinners. All in all it was pretty boring, partially because I couldn't wait to spend the night at coach's house. The fact that he looked so debonair in his suit was distracting me even more. I had been sporting wood all evening and I had been tempted to excuse myself to run to the restroom to rub one out so my boner would go down. The only thing that stopped me is that I didn't have any scent mask with me so it would be obvious what I had done.

But FINALLY the banquet was over and we all headed out to our cars. Coach Bart started up the Monte Carlo and got out on the highway headed toward his house. Once he was out on the highway he put an arm around me and pulled me toward him. I rested my head on his powerful chest, the feel of his hard body against me had started to make me hard. Out of curiosity I glanced down at the big dobies crotch and it was starting to harden too. I could see it grow down his leg as it hardened. Just the feel of this strong dog holding me protectively made me feel safe. Why couldn't I be his pup?

We finally got to his exit and made a few turns on the surface streets before pulling into his driveway. He popped the trunk and grabbed my overnight bag, then said, "I'll race you to the door!" He took off running before it got through my befuddled mind. He beat me easily to the door, he had the key in the lock before I caught up. As he opened the door he said, "It's about time you caught up." Then he tousled my headfur as we walked through the door. He led me to the guest bedroom and put my overnight bag on the dresser. "Why don't you get out of that suit and into your sleeping clothes and meet me in the living room. There are hangers for your suit in the closet."

"OK Coach, I'll be right out." I said as he headed to his room to get changed. I usually sleep in the raw, but I put a pair of gym trunks on after hanging up my second hand suit. I walked out to the living room at the same time as Coach Bart was coming out of his room in a bath robe.

"Find something to watch on TV while I grab some snacks." He said as he headed out to the kitchen.

I sat down, grabbed the remote, turned on the TV and started flipping through the channels. Our local team was in the professional basketball finals so I stopped at that game and started to watch it. In a couple of minutes coach came out with a bowl of potato chips and some onion dip and set it on the coffee table in front of us. Then he went back out into the kitchen and brought me a soda and a can of beer for himself. Then he sat down next to me and started to sip his beer. I found it interesting that he didn't guzzle his beer like Wilbur did.

"So Adam what did you think of the banquet?" Coach asked me.

"It was kind of boring." I replied, kind of wondering why he had wanted me to go in the first place.

"I guess it was." He added, then took another sip of his beer. "But I enjoyed taking you."

"I enjoy anytime I'm with you Coach." I added truthfully.

We talked about the game for a while, then after about 20 minutes Coach said, "I didn't want to say anything earlier, because I didn't want to embarrass you, but you really need to get a new suit..."

"I know Coach, but that was all I could afford. Especially since it was only for one night."

"What? You're folks can't buy you a new suit?" He asked incredulously.

"Since I have a job I have to buy my own clothes. My folks can't afford them."

"But your Dad owns a bakery..."

"My STEPfather is a great baker but a lousy businessman, my folks make well below the poverty level." I added, then the dam broke and I started telling him about all the problems I was having at home. I explained to him how Wilbur hated how successful I was, how he bullied my mom and sister into ignoring me, how he made me work for half of minimum wage, and how I was made to feel like an intruder in my own home. I told him stuff that I hadn't even told Gordon. When I finally finished I said, "I'm sorry Coach, I should never have told you that."

"I'm glad you got it off your chest. A pup shouldn't have to live like that." He said and put his arm around my shoulder protectively. I snuggled up to him as if he could shelter me from the world that was collapsing around me. Finally I couldn't take it any longer. I pulled back and looked into those piercing blue eyes. If I didn't take things into my own paws nothing was ever going to happen. I put my arms around his neck and pulled him down until our muzzles were touching and kissed him. He resisted at first but after a moment he took the lead and I felt his tongue snake into my mouth as he pulled me close to him. After a moment he reluctantly broke the kiss and said, "I'm sorry, we shouldn't be doing this, it's just not right..."

"Like HELL we shouldn't! It's what we both want! What we shouldn't be doing is denying what we both want." I exclaimed as I pulled him back down to kiss him again. I could feel his resistance melting as he took charge again and started easing me down onto the couch. Soon I was on my back with coach on top of me. His robe had fallen open and he was naked underneath it. Soon our bodies were writhing against each other. I reached down with my right paw and felt the steely shaft that was rubbing against my gym shorts. We continued kissing, our passion rising as we continued to rub against each other. I was about to cum from the excitement when Coach stopped, picked me up cradling me in his arms and carried me to his bed.

He lay me on his bed and removed my gym shorts exposing my rock hard dripping erection. "I've wanted to get in these shorts for a long time now..." He said, tossing my shorts over his shoulder. He got on the bed and lay down beside me. He guided my head down to his doghood, not that I needed to be forced. "I've wanted to feel that muzzle on my cock for a long time!" He said with a shit eating grin. I skinned back his sheath until just the head was poking out. A bead of precum emerged and was poised like a pearl right over his piss slit. I flicked my tongue out to taste it. It wasn't like Gordon's at all, it was laced with dominance pheromones and was a little more bitter than Gordon's sweet subby fluid. But it was more of a turn on than Gordon's because it was what I really needed. A big strong protective Dobie to be the dog in my life. I skinned his sheath the rest of the way back, exposing the bright red shaft of the dog that I hero worshiped.

I took him into my muzzle and started to bob up and down on that handsome shaft. Even though I have the long muzzle that comes with the territory when you are an Irish Setter, his huge cock was long enough that a third could go down my throat. I gagged a little as it hit the back of my throat, but I fought off the gag reflex and swallowed his shaft. It helped that all the pre he was leaking was lubing up that thick shaft, because it barely fit down my throat. I reached down and cupped those big full virile Dobie balls as I continued my efforts to drain them of their treasures, maybe that's why they referred to them as family jewels I thought with an inward chuckle. From now on I would be the one that was draining them. He rubbed my ears as I worked my way up and down his precious organ, and he told me, "No one has ever made me feel this good!" But obviously I couldn't respond with his cock down my throat. I could hear possessive growling moans coming from his throat, then he reached behind my head so he could control the situation. "That's a good Pup. I'm gonna cum in your muzzle and you're gonna swallow ALL of it..." He growled as he started thrusting in time with pulling my head down to his groin. I could feel his knot starting to form so I made sure my lips were over my teeth and I clamped down on the base of his knot as I worked his shaft with my tongue and throat muscles. I could feel every throbbing vein on his shaft as I brought him over the edge.

"AAAaarrghhhh!" he growled as I felt the cum rocket through his shaft to erupt deep in my throat. The seed that I had wanted for so long, finally marking me as his. I used my paw to milk the base of his huge knot, trying to get as much as I could. His intense dominance pheromones were almost making me swoon. I pulled back a little because i wanted to take his seed in my muzzle instead of down my throat so I could taste my Alpha's essence. Too soon he finished the intense part of his orgasm and was now down to the soft spurting that occurred in the tie. He gently grabbed my paw and said, "Let it go pup, I want to save some for when I make love to you. We have plenty of time, we'll take things slow. I think this needs taken care of before we go any further."

And with that he bent over me and skinned back my sheath exposing my rampant member. I was harder than I'd ever been in my life, my doghood throbbing like never before. He bent down and that big dobie tongue licked my balls while his paw slid my sheath up and down on my ready to explode cock.

"Coach, I can't take much more..." I cried out as I felt his muzzle slide over my throbbing maleness. As he bobbed up and down on it his paw reached over to grip the base of my rapidly inflating knot. And that was all it took as I cried out, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum!"

And as I started to blow my load I woke to realize it was Gordon swallowing my load instead of Coach Bart. I was disappointed, but really how disappointed can you really be to wake up to a world class blow job. My balls were dumping their load down my eager pup's throat. I reached down and rubbed his ears while he continued to nurse on my boner, his paw keeping a death grip behind my knot. When I finally finished I said, "What a way to wake up." Thanks Pup!"

"I wanted to make sure your weren't too horny this evening..." Gordon replied with a wry smile.

We got up and showered together. Since Gordon hadn't cum yet I gave him a quick BJ and then we finished up showering. We spritzed each other with THE Stuff, then climbed in one of the high speed dryers that Gordon's dad had installed in all of the bathrooms and by the hot tub. That was 4 dryers, our family couldn't even afford one. I was starting to realize how really poor we were. We brushed each other out and got dressed. I watched as Gordon got into a tailored blue suit which made my second hand suit look like something a hobo would wear. I rarely wore a suit and I was having trouble tying my tie so I asked Gordon, "Hey Pup, can you tie this for me?"

Gordon looked me over, frowned for a second and said, "Adam, you can't wear that to the banquet!"

"It's all I've got Pup... It's all I could afford at the second hand store..." I replied sheepishly.

"Well you're about the same size as my dad. He had a bunch of suits and he left a whole closet full when he ran out on us. My mom keeps saying that she is going to take them to the second hand store, but I think she still misses my dad so she keeps putting it off." He grabbed my paw and led me down to the basement to a big walk in closet. They kept their out of season clothes hung up there and against the back wall were about a dozen suits. Gordon grabbed a black one and held it up against me. "I think this will look great against your red fur. Dad used to wear a red tie with it but I think you should wear a black tie since your fur is red." He handed the suit to me then he grabbed a white dress shirt and a pair of black leather dress shoes from the floor of the closet. "What size shoe do you wear?"

"I wear a nine and a half." I answered.

"Well these should be OK, they're a size 10." Then he led me back up to his room. I took my second hand suit off and put Gordon's dad's suit on. It wasn't a perfect fit but it was pretty close. It's a good thing I had been lifting a lot this year, at least I had bulked up enough to nearly fill out the suit. Gordon tied on the tie, used the brush to touch up my ear feathers and then led me over to the mirror. I was shocked at what I saw. "Maybe this wasn't a good idea..." Gordon said uncertainly.

"Why?" I asked more than a little hurt. "I think it looks good on me..."

"It looks too good. You look stunning... I'm worried that Coach Bart won't be able to keep his paws and other things off of you." He replied with a frown.

I didn't reply with the "I hope you're right" that I was thinking. Instead I said "Come on, I don't look that good."

"Adam maybe you don't realize it but you are the most handsome kid at our school. If you showed any interest in any of them all of the bitches at school would drop their panties for you. And that's just when you are wearing jeans and a T-shirt. In an Armani suit you look like a fucking fashion model. Well at least I drained your balls so you won't be excessively horny." He said with a wry smile.

I pulled him close to me and gave him a quick kiss on the muzzle. "Thanks Pup, I was embarrassed about the suit. I even had a bad dream about it..." I didn't tell him that it was the only part of the dream that was bad. I think it would have made him apoplectic if he knew all of what was in my dream. We heard the doorbell ring and realized that Coach Bart was here. We went downstairs and Gordon's Mom was at the door inviting Coach Bart in. Gordon's Mom was beautiful in a powder blue evening gown, but my eyes were drawn to Coach Bart. He was also in a black suit that looked identical to mine but he had a red tie on instead. He looked incredibly dashing and debonair. As he heard us coming down the stairs he locked eyes with me. Damn he looked like he wanted me as much as I wanted him, maybe he would finally make it happen tonight. It looked like Gordon's mom was flirting with him, but he seemed to have eyes only for me.

"You look handsome, this is the first time I've ever seen you all dressed up. Good thing this isn't a coed event, the bitches would be all over you." He said winking at me.

"You don't look so bad yourself Coach. That's not one of the suits you wear in class."

"Class isn't a special occasion. I can't afford to buy suits like this to wear every day." He replied.

"And you look beautiful too!" I said to Gordon's Mom. From her expression it looked like it had just dawned on her that the suit was one of her husband's. Hopefully Gordon would explain why I was wearing it.

She gave me a hug and a kiss on the side of my muzzle and added "Save us a couple of seats at your table. I have to finish doing up my fur." And with that I grabbed my overnight bag and we headed out to Coach's Monte Carlo. I paused at the passenger door to watch him walk around to the driver's side door. His tight ass with the little nub sticking out was so sexy as he walked around the car that I started to chub up.

I tossed my overnight bag in the back seat and we hopped in the car. Coach looked over at me, grinned and started up the engine. He pulled out and we headed down a winding country road. I finally thought to ask, "Where are they holding the banquet Coach?"

"It's at the Shakespeare Country Club Ballroom in Athens. It's supposed to be a pretty ritzy place, but I've never been there. The food is supposed to be great though."

"Oh by the way, how much do I owe you for the ticket?" I said reaching in my pocket for my wallet.

"Put your wallet away! This is my treat. It's not every day I get to take such a handsome young dog to an awards banquet." He added with a wink. He put his right arm around my shoulder and pulled me against his deep chest. There was such strength there. I'm not talking just about muscular strength, but quiet internal strength that made me feel so safe. I could smell the dominance pheromones he was emitting, they were barely noticeable at first then they started to build until they were permeating the whole car. I glanced down and I could see he had a semi running down his thigh. I just melted into his chest, my submissive pheromones were starting to be detectable too. This is what I needed, a big strong protective dog to take me under his wing. I felt so safe and loved. Why couldn't I belong to him? Even though Gordon had drained my balls right before we left I realized that I was hard as a rock.

Even though Athens was about half an hour away, we really didn't talk a lot on the way. I just leaned against Coach as the miles passed by until we pulled up to the Shakespeare. It looked like a medieval castle. We pulled up to the front door by a sign that said "Valet Parking" and a young Dalmatian in a uniform came up to the car. We got out and he handed Coach a ticket, got in the drivers seat and drove off with the car. The double doors were huge, about 10 feet tall, wide enough to drive a car through and about 6 inches thick of solid wood. But they were built so well that when the doordog opened the one side for us it was obvious that they moved effortlessly. We were some of the first dogs there and we followed the signs to the ballroom which was twice as big as our gymnasium. It had a domed ceiling with a huge crystal chandelier in the center. There was a Dais set up at the front on the stage flanked by a pair of 10 foot long tables. There were already a few dogs sitting at the table and one of them was Joe. He waved us over to him.

"Boy do you two look handsome. I've never seen you dressed up before Adam, that suit looks fantastic on you. You ought to sit at one of the front tables, that way you won't have as far to walk." He suggested although it didn't make much sense to me at the time.

"Good idea Joe." Coach replied and led me to the front table right in front of Joe. The tables were round and sat 10 dogs. We picked one of the seats where we could see the stage without turning around and saved the two chairs to my right for Gordon and his Mom. I had never eaten at a fancy restaurant, we could rarely afford to go out to eat at a fast food joint let alone a fancy restaurant. The table was set like I had never seen. The lace tablecloth had crystal water glasses and crystal stemmed wine glasses. The flatware was real silverware and there were so many extra forks, knives and spoons that I didn't know what they were for. The chairs some fancy wood and had burgundy velvet cushions.

The entree options were Chicken Marsala, Lasagna or Prime Rib, both of us had ordered the Prime Rib. Coach reached in his pocket and pulled out two cards that said "Prime Rib" which we set where our plates would go, so the waiters would know what we wanted. Soon more dogs began trickling in, among them Joey and his Dad. I had seen his Dad in the stands at a few of the meets but I had never been introduced to him. You could definitely tell they were father and son. They came up to our table and Coach and I stood to greet them.

"Dad, this is my friend Adam and his Coach." Joey said introducing us to his dad. "Adam, Coach this is Edward, my Dad."

"Great to meet you both!" Edward said as he shook our paws. "You've had quite the year Adam."

"Yes Sir. I've been really blessed this year." I replied.

"Is anyone sitting at this table?" Joey asked.

"These two seats are saved for Gordon and his mom." I replied, pointing to the seats we were saving for them. Joey and Edward sat across from us. We were soon engaged in light conversation. It wasn't long before Coach Socrates walked in and took a seat at the front table with Joe. He saw us and waved. Gordon and his mom walked up to the table and introductions were made. Gordon sat next to me and his mom on the other side of him. As chance would have it Edward was seated beside Gordon's mom. It soon came out that Edward was a single father, his wife had been killed by a drunk driver 5 years ago and he had never remarried. That kinda explained why Joey never mentioned his mother only his father when we he talked. Jimmy, Chuck and their fathers rounded out our table.

At 7:30 the waiters started bringing out the food. Fortunately they started at the front, because I was starving. Ours was the second table served. They brought out a fancy Caesar salad and some fresh hot rolls. They poured Coach a glass of red wine and brought me a Pepsi. I had never tasted Caesar salad before and it was really good. I was reaching for my third roll, when Coach said, "Take it easy Adam, save some room for the main course." I sheepishly pulled my paw back. But at least the edge was off of my hunger. I didn't have long to wait before the main course arrived. We could rarely afford steaks but even when we had they were nothing like the slab of meat that the waiter set in front of me. It was at least a pound and a half of rare beef. It came with Au Gratin potatoes and an asparagus/mushroom/green bean medley in a garlic butter sauce. I cut into the steak and it was so tender I could have cut it with my butter knife. I put a piece into my mouth, it was delicious.

"Adam, try some of the horseradish sauce on it." Coach said pointing to a small bowl of a white creamy sauce sitting beside my plate. I cut another piece and dipped it in the sauce. I had thought nothing could have tasted better than the first bite, but I was wrong, it was even better with the sauce on it. I did my best to eat slowly and savor the meal, but I was the first one done. Everything had been done to perfection. I grabbed one of the remaining rolls, slathered some butter on it and wiped my plate clean with it. I didn't need to feel too bad though, nobody had talked much after the food had arrived. It was too good to think about anything else.

But soon everyone was finished eating and while we waited for desert and the conversations started to pick up. It was obvious that Edward and Gordon's mom were really hitting it off. They were talking animatedly and acting like no one else existed. Edward seemed like a nice guy, so I was kinda hoping that they would get together. Gordon's mom was too nice to spend her life alone.

Joey asked, "So Adam when can I start training with 'The Pack'?"

"Well I'm taking two weeks off to give my body a rest, then 'The Pack' will start training again." I replied. "You're more than welcome to train with us, the more the merrier. We usually run at least 8 miles a day. Maybe this year I'll throw in a couple of speed workouts a week." Then the desert cart came around. They had lots of fancy pastries, but since I got pastries all the time I chose a banana split.

After the waiter left Joey continued. "Well let me know when you are starting and I'll drive over to your place and we can all train together." From there we continued eating and chatting. After the buspup came and cleaned off our desert dishes and the waiter refilled our drinks Joe walked up to the podium, tapped on the mic a few times to get the crowd to quiet down and said, "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the First Annual County All Sports Banquet."