I had just survived the hour-long drive from my work to my home. I
say 'survived' because the one hundred plus degree weather coupled with
a busted air conditioner made me feel as though I had stayed too long
in the sauna. As I pulled in the drive and clicked the button for the
garage door, I noticed my wife's car was gone. It then occurred to me
that she had taken the kids to visit some of her family who lived two
states over. I glanced at the dashboard clock, guessing they had
probably just arrived after a four-hour drive. They were to stay the
weekend and return some time Sunday night.
I exited my truck, glancing at the descending garage door to make
certain it was making its downward trip without any signs of
difficulty. I must've sweated a gallon of body fluids on my way home.
My clothes were soaked with sweat. I keyed the lock on the back door
and entered the anteroom that was just off from the kitchen. Huge,
powerful paws landed just above each of my breasts as a large, wet
tongue slid its way up my right cheek. "Damn, boy, easy. It's too hot
for this shit!" Sensing my irritation, Pad bounced off me, settling
into a nervous bounce on the linoleum floor. I opened the back door
and sent him outside to do what needed to be done.
My intent was to peel off my clothes, grab a beer, turn the air as low
as it would go, and chill in front of the TV until my body temperature
approached normal. I almost made it. The ringing phone stopped me
short. It turned out to be my wife, calling to let me know she had
made it to her sister's and that everyone seemed to be doing fine. She
told me they had expressed their disappointment that I had to go into
the office on Saturday and wasn't able to make the trip.
The conversation lasted only a few minutes before we said our good-byes
and I returned the phone to its stand. I turned toward the fridge and
grabbed a beer. It didn't last long. I gulped the first one before
the bottle's cap settled on the counter. Pad barked outside the door,
obviously wanting back in. I grabbed a second beer before opening the
door for the big lummox. My wife (ever the thrifty home maker) had
turned the thermostat up before leaving so that the house wouldn't use
too much electricity while it was unoccupied. The end result was that
I had not stopped sweating from the moment I got home. I quickly
remedied that. The second beer was gone and the third one was in
danger of a quick demise as I started removing my sweat soaked clothes.
I didn't even bother going up stairs (I knew it would be hotter up
there, anyway) I just started pulling everything off in the kitchen.
My tie found a place on the counter next to the toaster. My dress
shirt hung on the back of the chair like a sweat stained seat cover.
My tee shirt I threw across the seat of the same chair, noticing as I
did so that the thick hair on my chest was plastered down making it
look as though I was wearing a dark black shirt even beneath the tee.
I also noted the strong scent of my own armpits. I definitely needed a
shower. Someone else had noticed my scent as well, but instead of
bothering him, it seemed to excite him. Pad came bounding toward me,
jumping up again, but this time his tongue was more interested in my
chest and arms. I laughed at the ticklish feeling of his tongue on my
flesh. "Well, at least one of us doesn't mind my being sweaty!" What
I had failed to realize at that time was just how excited Pad was
getting.
I sat at the table to finish the job of undressing. Although I could
hear the big cooling units in the back yard working hard to cool the
house, it was still quite warm inside. I untied my wing tips and slid
them off, certain that a river of water was going to pour from them as
soon as they hit the floor. No river, but my socks were definitely
soaked. I peeled them off and tossed them behind me in the proximity
of the laundry room. Last to be lost were my pants. Now I sat in my
baggy boxers feeling much cooler and certainly more relaxed.
Pad, however, seemed completely unable to calm down. He bounced around
me for a few minutes then settled in to licking the salt off my feet.
I had to admit to myself that his tongue definitely made my feet feel
cooler and the licking seemed to be stimulating in other ways as well.
I felt a tingling along the skin of my scrotum; I also felt the
familiar sensation of my cock trying to stretch itself while still
lodged in my shorts.
Let me take this opportunity to say that I have never had any desire to
have sex with anyone or anything other than women. Up to this point, I
considered myself boringly heterosexual. Not that I necessarily held
anything against people who had alternative desires, I just never
considered myself one of them. This particular evening was about to
change all that.
When Pad had finished licking my feet, he happily walked up between my
out spread legs looking proud of himself and fully expecting that he
had earned a serious pat on the head. This I gave gladly. While
receiving his reward, another scent caught the big guy's attention. He
sniffed along my left thigh with his damp nose. Once he had located
the source of the enticing aroma, he immediately plunged his nose up
the loose fitting leg of my boxers. Before I realized what was
happening, Pad's warm, wet, soft tongue was lapping at the sweaty
crease in my groin (the area right beside my balls.) I lost it. It
had been over a week since I had shot my load. Long hours at work and
my wife's period contributed to my period of abstinence. This, coupled
with the feel of the family dog lapping at my lap, made my cock spring
to full attention.
When I felt Pad's tongue drift to my balls, I jumped to my feet. He
stepped back a couple of paces and looked at me oddly. I had no idea
what I was doing. I just knew that I was suddenly as horny as hell, a
little tipsy, and enjoying the shit out of this dog's attentions. I
immediately dropped my boxers, standing with my legs spread apart. The
large Dane actually had to lower his head in order to take up where he
left off but he didn't seem to mind. He went right back to work,
busily licking my balls, thighs, crotch, and dick. A ball of pre-cum
formed on the eye of my six-inch cock, rolling to the underside only to
drop in a long string toward the floor. A sudden movement on the part
of my dog caused the clear juice to land on his cheek rather than the
floor. His next pass over my cock gave him a taste of my pre-cum that
he obviously enjoyed very much. He lapped at the head of my penis as
though it were a meaty lollipop.
Pad apparently began to grow bored with just licking my crotch for me.
He started to walk around me on those large footpads that had earned
him his name. I was enjoying this far too much for it to end now. I
grabbed the big guy's head and began caressing him. I patted his head
and then ran my hands down the length of his large back. I also
started rubbing my hands along his side. Tired of standing, I knelt
beside him, actually making him tower over me. My right hand drifted
down his side while my head was nestled lovingly against his. The
moment my right hand reached his flank, his hind leg came up off the
floor. I noticed this reaction and decided to run my hand underneath
him, rubbing his tummy the way we had when he was a pup. Drawing my
hand back along his underside, I encountered the wet tip of his bright
red cock. It was protruding from the sheath about an inch or so and
was dripping with something I associated with pre-cum. When my hand
contacted his maleness, his hind leg levitated off the floor, exposing
more of his genitalia.
I hesitated at first. As I said before, although I've seen more than
my share of cocks in my time, I've never experienced anything but
heterosexual sex. As a result, the thought of touching a cock other
than my own was foreign to me. Especially when that cock belonged to
the family dog. My hesitation was ended, however, when I reasoned with
myself that Pad had made the first move by giving me the closest thing
I'd had to sex in over seven days. I hadn't realized until this moment
how badly the buildup inside me was affecting me. I was tense with
anticipation and if I wanted release, I needed to be willing to give as
well as get. That was, more or less, the reasoning that took place in
my mind as I began stroking the sheathed cock of the family Great Dane.
The more I stroked it, the more I got into it. The apparent size and
length of the thing fascinated me. It went half the length of his
torso and was nearly as big around as mine! I ran my hand toward the
back of his peter, expecting to make contact with his balls. When I
reached what I thought was his ball sac, I nearly freaked. Pad had
only one testicle! I was huge, to be sure, but there was only one! I
moved my head away from his so that I could look at this myself. My
hand still cupped the large globe as I edged closer to his haunches.
When I removed my hand, I was greeted with an odd sight. Now, I had
never paid much attention to dogs when they fucked. Of course I knew
that they stayed together for a long time, but I didn't think much
about the mechanics of it. Well, what I had thought was a single
testicle, was actually a large knot that had formed in his lengthy
cock. His balls were dangling a bit farther down. Now I was really
intrigued. I just remained there on all fours staring up at this
amazing cock. I was so involved in looking at his male parts that I
was completely unprepared for what happened next.
With amazing speed, Pad's cock was wrenched from my line of sight. The
large animal had moved around behind me and was now pressing his nose
in the crack of my ass. Before I could make a move, that familiar
tongue lashed out. I felt something soft, wet, and warm run across the
sensitive pucker of my ass. It was the most incredible sensation I had
ever felt. My hands and knees went weak with excitement. It wasn't
long before that lapping tongue was plunging inside my asshole. I
thought I was going to cum right then and there.
I was about to reach down and pump my pal when I felt the weight of Pad
on my back. I had to reinforce my hand's stand on the floor to support
the additional body. Although I was very nasex, I fully understood what Pad intended to do. I wasn't ready for
this so I moved to crawl for underneath him. The growl started
somewhere deep inside of him. Unaccustomed to the sound, I froze in
place. I immediately felt his front legs wrap around my chest, his dew
claws scratching my sides. I was suddenly too afraid to move. I
secretly cursed myself for letting it go this far. I prided myself on
being a very level headed guy, the one time in my life I was thinking
with my dick and look where it got me.
I felt something wet slapping against my buttocks, then withdrawing.
The third attempt that failed elicited a growl that I associated with
frustration. The thought of 'helping' him in crossed my mind but I
quickly dismissed it. My virgin asshole had never had anything in it
bigger than a doctor's finger. I didn't think I would stand a chance
with Pad's cock. Besides, maybe he'd give up in frustration and go off
to lick himself or chase a bug or something.
It was about his fifth or sixth try that won him his prize. His cock
landed in the crack of my ass, the natural contours of which guided his
dick right passed my waiting hole. Up to this point, I was kinda
counting on him giving up. I bowed my head between my arms to rest my
neck while waiting for him to dismount. The moment I felt his huge
doggie dick poke through my tight asshole, my head jerked back with a
snap, a look of total surprise must have made me look even more
ridiculous than I did before. Here was a man, nearly forty years old,
a husband, a father of three, and a fairly successful businessman
having his ass reamed by a very big, overly excited Great Dane.
The tip of his cock wasn't too bad at all. In fact, when it slid past
my tightened sphincter, my own cock throbbed with renewed excitement.
But then the thicker part of his dick tried to pierce me and I cried
out in pain, still unable to move because of the painful grip his claws
had on my side. It felt as though someone had stuck sewing needles
into the tender flesh of my anus. My eyes began to tear up with the
pain coming from the other end of my body. I screamed again when he
plunged even more of his massiveness into my exit hole. Oddly, I
thought, "How could some guys find this pleasurable?"
I decided with his next thrust that I would push back, hoping to
expedite matters and get this pain thing over with. I timed it about
right and when he thrusted, I did too - pushing as though I were trying
to expel a BM. Apparently, this action opened up my sphincter for his
cock to penetrate for suddenly, the pain was gone and Pad was pretty
much fully inside of me. I was amazed. Here I was on all fours in the
kitchen of my home being violated by the family pet and enjoying it!
Now that the pain was gone, I could concentrate on the feeling of
having my dog's dick up my ass. It was incredible! His thrusts caused
his cock to slide back and forth in my asshole. My own cock was now
raging hard. I don't know which was more exciting feeling his dick in
me or the realization that his dick was in me.
I was processing through all this in my mind when a new sensation hit
me. Although Pad's massive cock was already inside me, I suddenly felt
a pounding at the entrance of my ass. Pad's knot was trying to
penetrate me. Fear rose in me again. I was nearly certain that I was
not man enough to take that huge knot. His dick had been hard enough,
but that knot was impossibly big. There was no way it could enter me
without ripping me apart.
The pounded my asshole a couple of times before making its grand
attempt to enter me. Again I screamed as my ass was stretched beyond
what I thought was possible. Again I pushed as hard as I could against
the intrusion. Again sharp pains wracked my body as the massive sperm
plug pierced my asshole and made its way inside my body. Once inside
of me, I could feel the knot grow even larger, effectively sealing off
my insides. Pad humped with renewed frenzy. His canine balls smacked
against me just above where my own balls dangled. I felt his warm,
furry body pressed onto mine, his tongue dripping saliva onto my naked
back. I couldn't move at all.
My cock returned to its raging firmness, aching for release. But it
was Pad who found release first. My asshole was plugged tight with his
sex knot and deep within me I could feel his cock moving against the
walls of my intestines. Suddenly, I felt spurt after spurt of his warm
solution filling my guts. It felt like the deepest enema I had ever
received. For the longest time we sat there on the floor, me on the
bottom and Pad on top. For what seemed like hours he steadily pumped
my virgin ass full of cum. If it hadn't been for the plug he used to
seal my ass, his jiz would have squirted out of me, slicking the floor
with his seed.
Without warning, Pad twisted around. He was now facing away from me;
his dick still buried in my ass. Butt to butt we squatted on the floor
waiting for what, I did not know. But the feeling of being asshole to
asshole with the family pet was, perhaps, the oddest feeling yet.
Pad held me there for nearly half an hour before his knot finally
shrank enough to slide from my ass with a wet "pop." I turned and
watched him as he curled under the kitchen table and began licking his
cum and my shit from his spent cock. Slowly, I climbed to my feet,
using the kitchen counter for support. Dog cum leaked from my ass and
ran down my legs. I took a couple of tentative steps across the floor,
feeling my ass cheeks sliding together, lubed by my dog's seed. I
looked down at my raging hard on. In all the excitement of
experiencing copulation with our Dane, I hadn't bothered to relieve
myself. I stroked my cock a couple of times, then decided to moisten
my hand a bit. I reached around to scoop some of Pad's cum out of my
ass crack. I then rubbed the slippery juice on my dick and resumed
pumping.
My eyes were closed to aid in my replaying of the sex session with Pad.
That's why I didn't notice the huge dog move up behind me. But I did
feel his soft, wet tongue as it lick his cum from my ass and legs. For
the second time that evening I was on my knees with Pad behind me. He
licked faithfully at my asshole while I pumped my man meat. It didn't
take long for me to explode. A week's worth of cum shot from my
neglected dick, splattering my chin, chest, the kitchen floor and
several cabinets. I collapsed on my back, rubbing Pad's scalp while he
dutifully licked his master clean.
