Kurt ran down to the kennel.
"Take of my jockstrap, Jared and put your collar back on or I'm coming in there to do it," Kurt growled.
"Oh, yeah, I think we're evenly matched, now, Kurt Clone," replied Jared.
"I'm the real Kurt," growled the angry bully. "Unlocked the kennel, Sam."
"But you're wearing your good clothes, Kurt."
Kurt sighed, "Right. Well, hold my shirt and pants, while I get our dog back." He slipped out of his shoes, trousers and shirt. He loaded them in Sam's arms and wearing only a pair of tighty whiteys and black socks, he prepared to enter the kennel. Sam unlocked the pen, and Kurt entered to face Kurt Clone. Sam closed the kennel gate.
Sam got a boner as he watched two nearly naked Kurts wrestling in the dog kennel. At last Kurt, and Kurt seemed to reach a draw. They each held the other in a headlock.
"Okay, Sam," said one of the Kurts, "Get the medallion out of my pants pocket, and bring the collar that's in the pocket."
"No, Sam, I'm Kurt, you get the collar out of the dog house!"
Sam was uncertain. He searched Kurt's pants and found the medallion. There was a collar there too, but Jared was wearing the collar yesterday. Sam slipped the collar into his pocket, and held up the medallion. He put Kurt's clothes down on the grass, and opened the kennel.
"Didn't you find the collar?" asked Kurt.
Sam shook his head.
"Damn, I must've left it on my desk. Check the dog house, Sam. Ugh, you're not getting away from me, Jared," Kurt growled.
"I'm Kurt," said Jared. "Use the collar and medallion on him."
"Okay, Kurt?" Sam said to the two Kurts. He grabbed the collar from the doghouse, and returned to the two nearly naked men on the concrete floor.
"Okay, pull the underwear off and put the collar on!"
"No, pull the jockstrap off and put the collar on him, and the put the medallion on him."
Sam sighed, and slipped the medallion between the two torsos that were pressed together. He then snapped a collar around each Kurt's neck. Then he pulled out his pocket knife, and cut off the jockstrap and the underwear off the two struggling lads.
"What are you doing?" gasped Kurt. He relaxed his grip, but the other Kurt held tight.
"I guess, I'll need an extra leash."
"You better have put the collar from the dog house on me!" Kurt shouted.
"What does it matter?" Sam asked.
Kurt growled, "Didn't you read the dog tag, it says JANE not JARED!"
"Oh, damn, I dunno which collar, I put on you, and which I put on the other you."
Fur covered both naked men, and tails sprouted from.
"Woof!"
"Woof!"
A red canine penis slipped out of its sheath, and as the dogs arms became legs, and they twisted apart. The male mounted the newly minted female, and tied the knot.