I slowly opened my eyes and focused on the clock. 8:10. Shit. I guess I
forgot to set the alarm again. It was Monday morning and I had wanted to
get an early start on my job search but I felt too warm and cozy to jump up
out of bed just yet.
Even without looking, I sensed that Davie was not in bed with me. The
love-of-my-life was out getting bagels and the newspaper, I speculated. I
knew that he was trying to keep me focused and motivated in my job hunting
without being a nag, but I was not always easy to keep focused or
motivated. What I was focused on at the moment though, was my raging,
morning boner. It was so fucking hard it hurt!
I was lying on my side and scooted a little to the edge of the bed. I
lifted the covers enough so that my throbbing hard-on extended its full
eight, uncut inches out into the bedroom.
"Come on Max! Lickies!" I called out. Immediately our Black Lab, Max, the
other love- of-my-life, jumped up from his post near the foot of the bed
and came around to my waiting cock. Max sniffed the swollen and leaky head
while he wagged his tail so hard that his rear-end snapped from side to
side. Then he gave it a tentative lick.
Now is as good a time as any to tell you a little about Max and Davie and
me. You see, I'm a dog lover and I'm not ashamed to admit it. I'm nineteen
years old now and have had sex with dogs since I was 12. My lover Davie,
who is also 19, had a similar history to mine with family pets. In fact, it
was our love of dogs that got us together.
Six months ago I was feeling pretty lonely; no lover, human or canine. So,
I placed an online ad in the Yahoo Personals. I ended my ad by saying that
I loved playing with dogs. Of course I got a few responses from normal pet
owners and a few from guys that were cautiously curious about man/dog sex
and then I got a response from Davie. After discovering our mutual
interest, we had a steamy online relationship for a few weeks before we met
in person. We dated awhile and then decided to move in together and get a
dog of our own to train.
Dogs are happiest when they've learned obedience. They feel most fulfilled
when they know that they are pleasing their master, whom they see as the
lead dog. Also, dogs are very sexual animals. They can be trained to engage
in sex that is enjoyable both for them and their masters. After Davie and I
found a place to live that allowed pets, we got Max when he was a year old
from an animal shelter. There may be some dogs out there that are difficult
to train, but Max took to it immediately. As a young dog, he quickly
learned to lick our cocks, balls and ass holes (there is nothing hotter!)
and he learned to accept us fondling and sucking his young doggie-dick.
With two patient and loving trainers it didn't take long before Max was a
full participant in our love-making.
Getting back to my main concern: I lie there as Max's long tongue licked my
morning boner hungrily, pushing my foreskin back to expose my leaking and
tender cockhead. If you've never been lucky enough to experience it for
yourself, a dog's tongue feels like a cross between sandpaper and velvet; a
sensual combination of rough and smooth.
"You pervert!" Davie said as he walked into the bedroom. "I leave you alone
for five minutes and what do I find? You, forcing my precious Fido to lick
your big slimy dick!"
Davie's response to my laughter was to throw the rolled newspaper at me. I
flinched and covered my face with my arm but the paper hit me square in the
chest.
Max immediately stopped licking me, turned and jumped up onto his other
daddy, stretching his paws up to Davie's shoulders. They licked each
other's tongues and mouths as Davie forcefully stroked Max's back. I
watched as my two lovers went through their morning greeting. It was
obvious that Max was in the mood for fun because I saw the tip of his pink
cock begin to extend out of its sheath.
"Hey, what about me? I said as I grabbed my stiff cock at the base and gave
it a shake for Davie's benefit.
"What about you? You go back to sleep while Max and I do some male bonding
before breakfast," Davie said as he reached down and began to coax more of
Max's cock out to play. Max continued licking Davie's face and throat as he
danced around with anticipation on his hind legs.
I grabbed the rolled newspaper, jumped to my feet and attacked Davie with
playful blows to the head that he attempted to fend off. This totally
confused Max who jumped down and began barking at us.
"I guess we'd better show him that we're not really fighting," I said as I
dropped the paper and put my arms around Davie's neck. He stopped laughing
and brought his mouth to mine while he grabbed my still-hard cock and began
stroking it. As we kissed, I undid his belt and pulled down his zipper.
Then I pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles.
Max intently watched our every move, wagging his tail energetically. I took
Davie's hard cock in my hand and joined it to my own, pushing both in Max's
direction.
"Come on boy... lickies!" I said as I looked into Max's face. He understood
perfectly.
He did not need any coaxing as his hot tongue began working our two cocks.
Davie closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.
"Jer, I think we have time for a quickie before I have to get to work," he
whispered in my ear and then gave it a wet lick that made me smile and sent
a pleasant shiver through me.
"Come on Puppy," I said as I pulled Davie by his fat cock to our bed. He
had a little difficulty walking with his pants around his ankles.
By the time we got to the bed, Max was already there, standing on top with
tongue hanging out, panting and about an inch of cock extending from its
furry hiding place. He just loved playing with his daddies in the morning!
As Davie sat on the edge of the bed taking off his shoes, Max began licking
his neck.
"You're sure frisky this morning, Max," Davie said as he scrunched up his
neck. He turned around to see me on my back with my head between Max's rear
legs, sucking his cock.
"Well, now I see why!" said Davie laughing.
Davie stood at the edge of the bed, bending over with his legs spread wide.
He pushed his hard cock back between his legs as far as he could. Max
always loved this! He forced his nose into Davie's ass crack, licking and
sniffing like a Bloodhound on a mission, until Davie began shaking his bone
which attracted Max's attention and he turned his tongue to his daddy's
dick.
By this time, Max's 7-inch cock was fully engorged and extended to its
maximum size. Most guys would be proud to have a cock that big and that
pretty! I wrapped my arms around Max's hindquarters, lifted my head and
slowly took his whole length down my throat.
A dog's cock doesn't get quite as hard as a guy's. Maybe the best way to
describe it is `firm and spongy.' Also, as soon as it becomes erect, it
begins producing a watery pre-cum. To me, it doesn't taste good or bad,
just different. But it's definitely thin and watery and a little brownish.
In time, one actually acquires quite a taste for the stuff!
I pulled my mouth away from Max and looked at Davie. He was bending over
with both hands on his ass cheeks, spreading them as wide as he could. He
let out a low moan as Max tried to force his huge tongue into Davie's
anus. The sight of this made me all the hotter to get back to swallowing
the swollen and dripping dog-dick in front of me. I stroked my own
steel-hard cock as I slurped and swallowed Max's.
"I need him inside me," said Davie as he moved and positioned himself on
the bed on his back. He put two pillows under his ass to raise it to the
right height. I reached under the bed and pulled out three large towels
because dog fucking is a very juicy event. I lifted Davie's ass some and
spread out two of the towels, covering the pillows and that part of the
bed. Max was humping the air as he positioned himself between Davie's legs.
I got behind Davie's head. He lifted his legs and I grabbed him by the
ankles in order to "steer" his ass to meet Max's thrusting cock. (Doing
this sometimes reminds me of what it must be like guiding the Mir Space
Station when a module is docking. I wonder if NASA would accept this as
experience if I ever applied to be an astronaut!) I pushed down Dave's
ankles slightly which raised his butt... ah! penetration!
"Oh, YES!" Davie said under his breath as he closed his eyes and his face
noticeably flushed. Max covered his face with big, wet doggie-licks and
started his rhythm of hard, deep jabs into Davie's ass. I quickly moved
around behind Max after having grabbed the KY on the night stand and
squirted a big glob onto my fingers. I positioned myself behind Max, lifted
his tail and began gently massaging his tight ass and then penetrating him
with my index finger.
"Good boy! Good boy!"
This was the hardest part of Max's early training. He actually bit me twice
and Davie once while we played with his butthole. Challenging as it was,
however, he now fully accepts having a man's thick cock pumping his
doggie-ass. My personal observation is that it actually makes him cum more.
Since Max's humping is basically instinctive, once he started screwing my
lover, I just stayed stationary after having pushed my rock-hard cock
halfway into him. I let Max do the work. I always love the way his thick,
black tail runs up my tummy and chest while he fucks himself on my cock!
I knew that if this was to be a quickie, Davie could not afford to get
"tied" with Max. I think the shortest time one of us was tied was 5 minutes
and the longest was 40. To prevent this, I held Max at the base of his
growing knot, not allowing it to enter Davie's hole. The three of us were
so hot I could tell that we would all be shooting within a minute or two
and I was right.
The juicy sound of Max's violating my lover's ass let me know that he was
pumping him with dog-cum. By now, Davie had his legs wrapped around his
handsome lover and was arching his back. I was firmly holding Max with both
hands at the base of his tail and seriously ramming my eight inches all the
way in. Just as I was about to cum, I pulled out and moved up to Davie's
head, pushing my cock into my lover's mouth while I blasted my load. At the
same time, Davie shot several long ropes of cum onto Max's furry chest.
Then he forced half my jizz out of his mouth which always drives Max wild!
Max frantically licked my cum, Davie's mouth and my cock all at once. All
this while he was savagely pumping his dog-cum deep into my lover's ass
with short, hard jabs.
After the thrusts lessened, Davie pushed Max hard with his feet until I
heard the familiar sucking sound and "pop" as Max's dog-dick pulled out of
his ass. Davie had taken the knot. This was followed by a flush of cum
squirting onto the towel.
Max was lying at the side of the bed now, licking his still-swollen, red
cock. Davie gave my cock a final suck before he pushed it out of his mouth
and said, "I just love the taste of dog on your dick when you fuck my
face."
I smiled and held his head in my hands as I leaned down and gave him an
open-mouthed kiss, licking his spermy tongue. Davie was out of breath and
his face was still flushed.
"It's 9:00, you're late," I said, after looking at the clock.
"Shit!" Davie said as he jumped up. "I've got to jump in the shower, then
I'm out of here."
I threw on my robe, made coffee and toasted the bagels while Davie
showered. He came into the kitchen tying his necktie, looking like the hot
young stud that he is.
"Thanks Pup," Davie said as I handed him his coffee. "Did I tell you that I
met a dog lover online last night? His name's Rob."
"Local?" I asked.
"Oh yeah. Get this... he runs a kennel down on south second street."
"That's down where all the auto-wrecking yards are... real classy
neighborhood. A kennel? Hmmm, this is starting to sound interesting!"
"He's very anxious for us to come down and pay him a visit. He sounds like
a nice enough guy. He suggested next Saturday night. That sound OK to you?"
Davie said and then sipped his coffee.
"Let's do it! Just imagine, a whole kennel of dogs!"
PART 2
"So what happened to the rest of South Second Street?" I asked Davie
as we came to a "T" in the road. He looked puzzled and turned the
windshield wipers on. The wipers where in desperate need of replacing
and just smeared the glass rather than improving visibility.
"I don't know," he said, rubbing the fogged windshield with the
sleeve of his jacket. "I think if we just go around this junk yard,
South Second will continue on the other side. The kennel should be
another two blocks."
It was after 6:00 and all the businesses in this part of town were
closed. It was mostly auto wreaking yards, scrap metal dealers, a few
auto shops, and fences with who-knows-what behind them. There were no
other cars on the road. The only cars we saw were the occasional
abandoned junkers.
"I can't believe you don't have a city map in the car, and I can't
believe you haven't replaced those wipers."
"Let's not get started," Davie said in measured tones as he turned
and gave me `the look.' I knew enough to back off.
We were now on a street that was more potholes than pavement. The
drizzle had changed to a light mist and Davie turned the wipers to
intermittent. It was dusk and the few streetlights there were, came
on. The rainbow colors of oil on the asphalt and puddles showed in
the headlights and streetlights. Davie turned the corner and we could
see the sign for South Second up ahead.
"You haven't told me about what kind of kennel this guy Rob has. Does
he rent out studs to guys that want to `do dog?'"
"I don't know about that, but if so, maybe we could surprise Max on
his birthday with a big, butch Shepherd or something," Davie said as
he rolled down the window to see the addresses better. "Wouldn't you
love seeing Max get it on with another male dog? There's no doubt in
my mind that Max is gay and just as big a cock-hound as we are."
"And you know Max is very generous. He'd gladly share any doggie-
friends with his two daddies," I said as I adjusted my growing cock.
"There, that's better," I muttered under my breath.
Davie glanced down at my lap. "Talk about `cock-hound!' Just mention
`dog' and you pop a boner."
"Keep your eyes on the road!" I said as I playfully punched his arm
and then gave my needy cock a quick rub.
"Here we are," Davie said as he pulled the car up to a locked chain-
link gate about 2 car-widths wide. He honked the horn.
"Ron said to pull up to the gate, honk and wait for him."
A huge, black German Shepherd flung himself onto the gate from the
inside and barked ferociously, bearing long, white teeth that shined
in the light of the headlights.
"I'll tell you one thing right now," I said, "I'm not taking my dick
out of my pants anywhere near that dog! He'd tear it off like it was
a Polish sausage."
"Ben!" Rob snapped in a firm voice as he approached the gate holding
an over-sized key-ring. The dog immediately stopped barking and
started wagging his tail, eyes fixed on his master. Rob unlocked the
gate, pulled it open, and motioned Davie to drive in.
Rob was tall, maybe 6'2", and lean, with reddish-brown hair. It was
impossible to guess his age; somewhere between 35 and 45 I'd say. He
was wearing snug, worn Levi's and a brown leather jacket and had the
look of a man who had worked hard all his life, most of that being
outdoors; his face was a little weather-beaten. Oh, another physical
characteristic: running down the inside of his leg was an obscenely
large bulge. Fuck. It looked like he had a trout in his pants.
The tires made a crunching sound on the muddy gravel as we slowly
pulled up and parked in front of the "office" which was a medium-
sized trailer. Rob lead us up the steps. Of course, I checked out his
butt and then looked over to Davie who said "ride `em..." under his
breath. This was our secret code for "cowboy ass," meaning, flat. Not
my favorite.
The interior of the office was gawd-awful: cheap, fake wood paneling,
orange shag carpeting, a swag lamp, acoustical tile ceiling, and
filing cabinets and boxes everywhere. Oh, and what looked like the
entire collection of those prints of dogs playing cards in cheap,
guilt frames lined the walls.
We both introduced ourselves and shook hands.
Rob sat behind the big, cluttered desk and we sat in the two
uncomfortable chairs facing him. For a moment it felt as though he
was the used car salesman about to talk us into a deal and Davie and
I were the naive couple in the market for a cheap car.
Rob slouched down in the chair, extended his legs straight out and
interlocked his fingers, stretching them across his flat tummy. I
assumed that he chose this posture because sitting upright would have
caused a major bend in that monster he had in his pants.
"Pretty boys," Rob muttered with a slight edge in his voice.
"What?" Davie asked.
"Oh, nothin'. It's just that I wasn't expectin' you guys to be so...
young."
"I think someone wants in," I said, trying to change the subject. I
could hear whining and scratching at the front door.
"Why don't you turn around, Jerry, and open it. My boys are curious
to meet ya."
As I opened the front door, three dogs came bounding in: a Golden
Lab, a red Setter and a Dalmatian. I felt much more comfortable as I
watched Rob greet his "boys" with full-mouthed licking and kissing.
The Lab jumped up onto Rob then the Setter began to push his nose
into the bulge running down his thigh. After greeting Rob, the
Dalmatian ran around to our side of the desk and shoved his muzzle
hard into Davie's lap.
Having the dogs there made Davie and me feel much more at ease as we
played with them like they were our own. By the way they were licking
our crotches, it was clear that they knew there was something tasty
hidden under the denim.
"So, Rob, what kind of facility is this?" Davie asked, trying to be
sociable.
"Well, there are usually 20 to 30 dogs here at a time. Some are being
boarded; short- and long-term. Also, I have a contract with the
County, so I handle any overflow from the County Pound. I do some
specialized trainin' here too. There's a network of dog lovers and I
have a reputation for bein' a good trainer. Oh, and I keep my own six
dogs here as well. You just met three of `em.
"Well, these three boys are real cuties," I said as I aggressively
scratched the Lab's ears while he pushed his snout hard into my
crotch. I raised my leg slightly because I could tell he wanted to
get his nose and mouth closer to my ass. Of course all this canine
attention had given me a major hard-on.
"I hope you guys can stick around awhile and put in some time with my
pups. I can tell they're real anxious to get better acquainted, and
the other three are just as friendly," Rob said with a sly grin on
his face.
"We were hoping for that," Davie said as he rubbed the Dalmatian's
underside and winked in my direction.
"Rob. Do you live nearby? Do you have employees? I asked.
"I live in a trailer at the end of the lot here, behind the pens,"
Rob motioned the direction with his head.
"Next door is a used hubcap yard. The old geezer who runs it lives
there in a trailer with his 15-year-old grandson who works for me.
He's like my right hand. The boy cleans the pens and dog runs; bathes
the dogs and pretty much does any of the shit work that needs doin'.
And I mean that literally. I'm also tryin' to break him in as a
trainer." As Rob talked, the entire length of his sizable bulge was
getting wetted by the long tongue of the Setter. I couldn't take my
eyes off it.
"Wolfer is the boy's name. I don't know if that's his real name or
just what he calls himself, but he either thinks he's a dog or wants
to be a dog. He even wears a collar! I actually caught him on all
fours eatin' dog chow outta the bowl!" At this, Rob threw his head
back and let out a howl. All three dogs turned and gave him their
full attention.
"His grandpa's pretty mean to him sometimes so he spends a lot a
nights over here sleepin' in the pens to get away from him. I told
him he's welcome to sleep in the trailer with me and the boys and
sometimes he does, but I think he prefers socializin' with those pups
from the Pound. A lot a them have been abused like him, so I think
that's why he likes given' `em a little love and affection, if you
know what I mean."
"Wow," said Davie. "when I was young I thought I was the only guy who
ever messed around with dogs. Then I met Davie, and now there's you
and Wolfer and you said there's a whole `network' of dog-lovers. I'm
totally blown-away!"
"For every guy out there who does it, there's 20 who think about it
and would do it if they had the chance. I do my part, I guess, by
training as many dogs as I can," Rob said.
"I hope you boys don't mind, but River here is pesterin' the heck out
a me to get at my cock. I'd hate to have him start whimperin' for it
in front a guests. When I'm alone I usually have it hangin' out
anyway, so that's what they're used to." With that, Rob pulled his
zipper down, reached in with his fist and pulled out the biggest,
semi-hard cock I'd ever seen. Twelve inches, I'd guess. River, the
Setter, began sniffing and licking and wagging his tail so hard I was
afraid he was going to knock himself over.
"Mind if we do the same?" I said as I pulled my zipper down. Davie
already had his fat cock in hand, offering it to the dog, which
eagerly accepted it. "What's the Lab's name?"
"Mr. Gold," said Rob, "and the other one, the Dalmatian, is Cubber."
By now Rob had a big smile on his face as his monster was getting
expert service from River. "Your Max is one lucky pooch," Rob said,
"to have those two nice lookin' dicks to lick everyday!"
Davie and I both thanked him for the compliment, but my hard cock had
never looked so small to me before with Rob's horse dick there to
compare it to.
"I'm sure you're tired of hearing it, but that cock of yours is
fuckin' awesome!" I said to Rob.
"Yep, it's big all right. It's a lot a fun, of course, but there are
times when it really gets in the way," Rob said as he wrapped his
fist around the base and waved it at us.
Davie had slipped his pants down a little in back and put his legs up
on the arms of the chair so Cubber, the Dalmatian, could push his
snout into the small part of Davie's ass crack that was exposed. I
knew what was on my boyfriend's mind!
"Let's not get too carried away just yet. We got plenty a time to
play tonight," Rob said as he stood up, with cock swinging. "I want
to give you a tour of the kennel first. I'm sure Wolfer's there so
you can meet him too."
As Rob got up and came around the desk, I watched to see if he would
put his cock back into his pants. I wanted to be sure to be a good
guest and follow the host's lead. I was glad to see him go out the
front door with cock flopping back and forth as he walked. I gave
Davie a look and smiled as we followed behind, touching the furry
heads of our new companions.
We followed Rob around the end of the trailer and he opened the
double-doors to the kennel. We flanked him and he put his arms around
each of our shoulders. I must admit, this was a real turn-on. I never
gave older men much thought until then, but there was just something
about this man, who was old enough to be my father, that got all my
juices flowing.
"You boys stay out here. You can come in and play later," Rob said to
the three dogs as we pushed through the doors. They froze in their
tracks, tails wagging. I swear, they understood every word he said!
When Rob flicked the lights on, I could see a hallway, lined with
roomy cages. The lighting was dim, the floor was well-worn, and the
overall look was shabby, but at the same time, the space looked and
smelled clean. As we entered, I suddenly had the feeling that Davie
and I were kids starting our first day of school and Daddy, with hand
on our shoulders, was dropping us off for a new adventure.
Some cages were empty but the dogs that were there jumped to their
feet, wagged their tails and a few barked when they recognized Rob.
Rob acknowledged each dog as we slowly walked down the isle. With
some, he put his mouth up to the wire bars for doggie-licks, with
others he pushed his cock through the bars for frantic licking and
whimpering. He talked to most by name and spoke in a very tender way.
There was even a beautiful Black Lab he called Shadow that actually
turned around, pushing his ass hard against the bars, hoping for some
anal attention.
As we continued to walk, all three of us, by this time, had our
rockhard cocks projecting out of our pants. Rob put his arms back
over our shoulders.
"You boys in the mood to play with some dogs!" Rob asked.
"No," I said. "We always walk through a kennel with our hard-ons
sticking out!"
I thought Rob was going to split a gut, he laughed so hard.
"You got me there, Jerry! Rob said. "Well, tonight I think we'll see
if my six boys are in the mood to have some fun. The three you
haven't met yet are in the room up ahead: two Great Danes, Blackstone
and Earl; and Ben, a German Shepherd."
As we reached the end of the hallway we turned into a small room.
There we saw two mattress pushed together on the floor. On one was
lying a naked boy wearing a black dog collar, sleeping on his side,
sandwiched between Blackstone and Earl. The two dogs looked identical
to me. Both were awesomely beautiful Great Danes. The boy's face was
buried in the neck of the one he was holding while the head of the
other rested on the boy's thin arm. And then there was Ben, the black
German Shepherd that gave us such a warm welcome when we arrived,
resting his head on the boy's feet.
"I'm afraid of that one," I said to Rob in a low voice as I wrapped
my arm around his waist, pointing to the German Shepherd with my foot.
"Gentle Ben? He's the biggest sweetheart of the bunch. He loves
spendin' hours just cuddling and kissing. You'll see. Oh, he also
loves gettin' his ass plowed."
"So that's Wolfer?" Davie whispered.
"That's him all right," Rob said as he stepped up and nudged Wolfer
on his naked ass cheek with the toe of his boot. Wolfer stirred and
lifted his head sleepily.
"Hey, get up. Our company is here."
The boy raised himself up then turned to face us, kneeling on all
fours. He was thin and pale with shoulder-length, mousy-brown hair.
He had a long nose, bright, brown eyes and a little, pretty, uncut
penis hanging out of a scant patch of brown hair. Though it was soft
and small, his cock was quite thick. He was not handsome, but he was
not ugly. He looked a little warily at us, but by the way he cocked
his head, I could tell he was curious.
"Hold your hand out to him. He wants to sniff you," Rob said to us.
Davie and I held the backs of our hands out and Wolfer rubbed them
with his nose and then a pretty, pink tongue appeared and cautiously
began licking. A quick tingle shot up my arm and down my back. I
liked this!
"Wolfer. This is Davie and Jerry. They like to play with their dog,
Max. I think they want to play with our dogs. Do you want to play
too? Have you been a good puppy?"
In answer to both questions, Wolfer let his pretty, pink tongue hang
out of his mouth while he panted and shook his little ass from side
to side. I bet he would have given anything to have a tail!
"I think you know what the rule is," Rob said in a serious voice.
With this, Wolfer stopped panting and shaking his butt. "The rule is,
after our doggie games, you'll talk to us and be a young man.
Understand?"
"Yes, Sir," Wolfer said in a very teenage voice.
"I think there's room for all of us on the mattresses," Rob said as
he turned to Davie and me. "Let's get naked and get some dog!" Rob
said as he started unbuttoning his shirt.
By now, all three dogs were awake and on their feet, not wanting to
miss out on any of the fun. In no time, my clothes were off and I had
one of the Danes licking my hard cock with his long tongue. Wolfer
had his head down under the same dog, and from the sound of it, he
had a mouthful of juicy dog-dick. The other beautiful Dane already
had his front paws around Wolfer's skinny frame and was trying to
find his asshole with his growing cock. I looked over and my lover
was naked, on his hands and knees with Rob holding him by the head,
forcing his massive cock into his mouth. At the same time, the black
Shepherd was trying to penetrate Davie's ass with his oversized wet
tongue.
Then Rob let out one of those loud, shrill whistles that only a man
knows how to do. Immediately, I could hear doggie-nails pushing open
the double-doors at the end of the hallway and then the clatter of
three running dogs heading in our direction.
"My boys don't like feelin' left out, so make sure they get some
fun," Rob said.
"Don't worry," said Davie stroking his cock, "I'll give Cubber all
the fun he can handle."
Cubber, the Dalmatian came bounding into the room and went right to
his buddy Davie's swollen and leaking dick. Davie was able to reach
Cubber's half-exposed cock for a little manual play. Rob had already
forced a good two-thirds of his cock down Davie's throat. River, the
Setter began licking his Master's cock and Davie's mouth at the same
time, while Ben was trying his best to violate Davie's butthole with
his tongue. I knew by lover was in heaven: two dogs and one hung stud
all at once!
My buddy, Mr. Gold, the Lab, made a bee-line right for me. While the
Dane licked my dick, Mr. Gold pushed his nose and flicking tongue
hard and deep into my crack. I helped him out by spreading my cheeks
as far as a could. I was transfixed, though, by what was happening in
front of me: The huge Dane had successfully mounted Wolfer and was
mercilessly ramming his little white ass with the biggest dog cock I
had ever seen in my life! How could such a small body take that much
abuse... thrust after thrust after thrust.
While the Dane pumped Wolfer's upturned ass, the boy had his head
pressed against the mattress. His face was flushed and he was clearly
having trouble breathing. It looked as though he was on the verge of
passing out. I could see now that the Dane had his huge knot inside
the boy's rectum so they were tied for who-knows-how-long. I could
tell that the Dane was starting to pump his dog-sperm deep into the
boy's bowels. With each of the dog's hard jabs, I could see Wolfer's
short and fat, uncut cock bounce. A long string of clear pre-cum
extended from his semi-exposed cockhead to the mattress.
I reached behind me and grabbed the loose skin of Mr. Gold's neck and
pulled him off my ass and around to my cock. The Dane continued
licking and didn't seem to mind sharing my leaking cock with Mr.
Gold. Finally one of my fantasies had come true: two dog tongues
working my dick at once.
I could see that Ben was now probing Davie's ass with more than just
his tongue. Davie was getting dicked from both ends! Rob was fucking
my lover's face with a passion while the handsome black German
Shepherd had mounted him and was prodding him hard and deep.
"Fuck yeah!" Rob cried out as he threw his head back, pulling Davie's
head into his cock. "Take my load!" Thick strings of cum poured out
the corners of Davie's mouth as he gagged on the creamy explosion
taking place in his mouth.
Hearing that was probably what pushed Wolfer over the edge. I watched
as his pretty little penis shot four volleys of sperm hard into the
mattress. By the expression on his face, I think he was delirious.
The Dane had stopped pumping but was still tied to Wolfer who had
collapsed and was now flat on his tummy.
Both of the dogs on my dick could tell that I was about to shoot and
moved their attention to my cockhead. Those long, broad tongues
worked the sensitive head until they got their reward! I cried out
and wrapped my arms around their thick, furry necks as they lapped up
every drop of jizz that was pumping out of my cock. After they licked
their last drop, I collapsed onto the mattress.
I guess I must have dozed off because I opened my eyes and all of us
were in a pile... fur, arms, tails, legs, paws, cocks and balls... I
never felt so relaxed and contented in my life.
"Are you there baby?" I said in a soft voice, eyes closed.
"I'm here," Davie answered.
"You doing OK?"
"Oh, yeah. I've got Rob's cock in one hand and some dog's cock in the
other," Davie answered in a dreamy voice.
"There's just one problem," I said.
"I know what it is: It's Max."
"That's right. I miss him and want him here!" I said. "We should
really go before it gets too late, but I don't want to move. I have
my hand on a very nice ass. It must be Wolfer's."
"Your hand feel good there," Wolfer said. "You both must love Max a
lot."
"Oh we do. Normal people would never understand the special love we
share, but I know you do," Davie said.
"Uh huh," Wolfer said. "Me and Dad too... er, I mean Rob. He gets mad
when I call him Dad, but I want him to be my Dad. He's trying to get
the court to take me away from my grampa because he hurts me bad. Rob
wants to adopt me. He's so good to me. We both love dogs and we both
love each other so much."
I could feel tears starting to well up in my eyes as I reached out
for Davie's hand and Wolfer's hand. If people could just love each
other and their animals more instead of hurting one another.
I must have drifted off again because I woke up to the sound of
sucking. I lifted myself up to see Rob bobbing his head up and down
on the massive red cock of the beast that had screwed his son-to-be,
Wolfer.
Rob caught my eye and winked, "There ain't nothin' like a Dane!"
{Six months later...]
Rob and Max and I were lying on the rug in front of the fire,
intertwined, in a post-sex glow.
"I'm so happy that Rob is finally Wolfer's legal guardian," I said as
I gave Davie a kiss on the neck. "But there's one thing that really
surprised me."
"What's that?"
"Remember when your court reporter friend said that Judge Jenkins,
who heard Rob's custody case, was the toughest Judge around when it
came to unrelated, single men wanting to adopt teenage boys? Why do
you think he granted Rob custody?"
I looked at Davie, who had a big smile on his face.
"Remember the first time Rob took us through the kennel and there was
a Black Lab named Shadow who was pushing his ass against the bars
wanting some of Rob's attention?"
"Yeah, I remember," I said.
"Well, Shadow is Judge Jenkins partner!"
