The watermark on the photo from this recent pup post about Keeper is hard to read, and I extracted it from the original set it came from, so I wanted to make sure the photographer got credit. It’s by Ibex Photography and came from this photoshoot. Ibex doesn’t have a lot of likes/followers yet, so let’s send some his way 🙂
Tag: pup
What do you mean, this is not a chew toy? *tilts head*
“Pup I just washed that give it back.”
Michael was not amused, but his pup sure was. He clearly thought this was a game, bouncing back on his paws and pulling the jockstrap out of reach.
“Puppy that’s my favorite one. Don’t get it dirty again with your pup slobber! Don’t be bad now. Come on, give it. Giiive.“
Michael snagged it with his fingers, but his pup thought this was a game too and pulled it back. Michael was forced to get it go or else he was going to wear out the elastic.
“Puppy!” he complained. This was what he got for leaving his pup cooped up in the house these last couple days. Between the rain and work, there just hadn’t been a lot of time for walks. His pup ‘woofed’ at him and put his head down with his butt in the air, tail wagging. Michael rubbed his temples.
Just then, the doorbell rang. His pup was off like a lightning bolt. “Pup, no! Waaaaiit no.” But when he got to the front door, his pup was sitting there in front of the screen door wearing only a T-shirt, his plug, and the mask, with the jockstrap in his mouth. Michael turned bright red. Of course, he had left the front door open cause it was such a nice day out. On the other side of the screen door, the mail carrier was holding his package from Amazon and looking embarrassed. Michael felt his face turn red. He was sure the post office guy knew there was a dildo in that box.
Michael tugged his pup aside, then gave him a firm swat on the pup accompanied by strict words to sit. Mercifully, the pup obeyed him. Michael received his package and apologized to the mail clerk. Michael shut the main door behind him after he left, and groaned. He was probably going to get black listed from the USPS for this. Michael turned to face his pup.
His boy still had that jockstrap in his mouth. Michael looked at the box. Well, now he had a weapon. Eventually, Michael was able to negotiate with the pup to trade the jockstrap for the dildo. His pup began chewing on it, and Michael sighed. He put the box in the recycle bin and went to look up pup training in his area. Negotiating with a dog was not a good sign, and Michael knew he was weak against his pup’s cute face. It was time to hire a professional.
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Text is fictional. I <3 gayboykink’s pictures.
Dorian stepped in the room. “How the -…” The pups were everywhere! “How did you all get out of the cage?” Dorian glanced down at at the solidly built bulldog in front of him wearing a mask. “Oh right. Forgot the mitts.” He sighed and pulled his keys out of his pocket. “Well, let’s get back to locking you -” Something fell out onto the floor when he removed his keys. It was a treat. The pups all starred up at him with intent. Dorian could see their cute little heads working it out – if there was one, then the entire pocket must be full of them!
“No. Sit. Stay. No bad pups! No – ack!” Dorian found himself quickly overwhelmed by eager, energetic pups who overwhelmed him, licked him into submission, then raided his shorts for their prize.
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Today’s pup-out at pride
You have treats. I know you have treats. I saw you eating M&Ms a second ago. Where did you hide them? Why won’t you share them with me. I can smell chocolate. I swear. I’m a good boy. I deserve all the treats you could ever have. I’m not allergic to chocolate. Of course pups can have chocolate! Pfft. Who told you otherwise? Come ooonnn. I mean – not like you could eat them all right? Or maybe you might just drop one? Huh? Whaddya say? Come on, don’t make me whimper!
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When I come home after a long exhausting day, a puppy nap is the best way to relax! ♡
So cute! I would put a new tennis ball in that open hand and film his reaction when he wakes up to sees the new toy.
Naughty Nobley caught napping on the bed!
Uh oh! Pup on the furniture! There’s really nothing you can do when your pup gets on the furniture when his Master his away because the pup will get off right before He returns ; but you also can’t pity a pup who will get punished for it because they took photographic evidence of said misbehavior and posted them on the internet. :3
(Also – damn nice calves there.)
Aww, super cute
Teaching pups to pup. This is a hard, boring job but someone has to do it.
(Source: http://uptopuppystuff.tumblr.com/)
My first time out in the woods chasing squirrels and marking my territory! ^^
Those squirrels never stood a chance. Can you get a rabbit? Imagine how funny that’d be – a pup bringing home supper.
Lovely collar btw <3
A teaching collar otherwise known as a behaviour modification tool.
“I know chastity has been difficult for you, but you need to stop humping the mailman’s leg in pup mode. I am getting the weirdest letters from the US Postal Service. Hopefully this will correct your behavior.”
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Cute
Adorable!
I peer over my magazine. Oh my god he’s so adorable I might die. “Aww Rocket,” I coo.
He whines and paws at my leg.
“Oh I know, sweetheart, I know. Your bed is in the washing machine right now. You drooled and leaked cum and got muddy pawprints on it, it was gross. I had to wash it.”
Rocket whines some more and puts his chin on my lap. I scritch his head. “You can’t wait for your nap huh?”
Rocket shakes his head.
“Alright, I think once is OK.” I pat the sofa next to me. My pup emits a muffled bark and springs up. I lift my magazine out of the way so he can shuffle around and get comfortable. After a moment of kneading the cushions, he drops his blanket over my legs and flops down with his head on my lap. I chuckle. “Are you comfortable?”
My pup yawns but is wagging his tail.
“Good, good.” I pat his flank and lean back. “Now where was I in this article?” I twist my fingers into the hairs at the base of my Rocket’s neck and read my article. Soon I’m enjoying listening to the sounds of my pup breathing slowly as he sleeps contentedly on me.
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