Date: Thu, 28 Nov 2013 08:15:19 -0500 (EST)
From: PalmBch33444@aol.com
Subject: Beasty Boys

Beasty Boys
Chapter 1

Beasty Boys is a new series, with more to cum if you like.  However, you
must be at least 18 years of age to read the below story. And if so, as
with all my stories, get naked and enjoy!

Ben:
	The light in his dorm room was dim and even though he couldn't see
his roommate, he could hear him as he snored softly in the bed across the
room.  It was his first year at college and it was all he had hoped.
	Finally, he was free from the noises and the throngs of people of
the large city where he grew up; life in rural Wyoming was just what he had
always dreamed about most of his life.
	But what was keeping him awake tonight was, he knew he would have
to go back home for summer break if he didn't find some reason to keep him
here.  His Father had already told him that his summer job was waiting for
him.  Well of course it was, it was his fathers factory, and he was the
owners son. But he hated every minute of it, and needed a reason to stay in
Wyoming for the summer.
	It was several days later, while having coffee in the student union
that he saw the ad 'Summer help wanted, long hours, little pay, but
Experience of a life time.  Apply in person to the Knottingwood Ranch on
State Road 16.

Mark:
	 It had only been a year since he graduated high school, and
already he was board with his life.  While working along side his father in
the local auto repair shop, he could see his whole future in the old man's
eyes.  He knew he had to get out of there soon, but with no money to speak
of, where would he go?
	The newspaper was stuffed between the seats of the Toyota Camry he
was working on.  It wasn't from around there, but the word Wyoming caught
his eye.  So he rolled it up, and shoved it in the back pocket of his dingy
overalls.
	That night while lying in bed, he read the ad over and over again.
Did he have the balls to just get up and leave his life behind and work at
Knottingwood Ranch.

Tripp:
	The night sky was so clear, thousands of starts spread as wide as
he could see as he sat under the tree that he would call 'home' tonight.
It had been two weeks since he ran away, and the nightmare of that last
night with his parents still haunted him.
	His parents were going to dinner with their best friends, which
usually meant they wouldn't be home until at least 10 or maybe later.  For
Tripp, that meant one thing and it couldn't have come soon enough.
	Like all high school senior boys he was constantly horny, beating
off 4 or 5 times a day.  But tonight would be special, as it was every time
he was able to be alone with is best friend.
	Tripp had been taking the knot of his dog since he was 12 every
change he got.  And tonight was another one of those times that didn't come
all that often.  So even before his parents car had left their driveway,
Tripp was completely naked, and ready to get on all 4s.
	Unfortunately, he didn't hear their car return about 20 minutes
later.  He was gasping loudly as he was tied tight to the knot of his best
friend, feeling each and every jet of K9 cum that was being pumped into his
ass .  His head was lowered as he submitted to his 110 lb. Doberman that
was on his back, with his front paws clamped tightly around his naked
waist.
	The closing of the back door instantly brought Tripp out of his
sexual bliss, and into a state of complete panic.  But there was nothing he
could do, he was a bitch right now, he'd been in that position many times
before.  So when his Father walked into the living room, and saw his only
child getting fuck by the family pet, Tripp started to cry.
	His father pushed his mother away, and told her not to come in.
And then he just sat there on the couch watching his son in total disgust.
For 20 minutes he sat there watching them breed.  And when their dog
turned, and they were ass to ass, he just stared, still not saying a word.
	Later that same night, as Tripp laid in bed, the words that his
father finally spoke echoed through his mind, over and over again.  And it
was those words that still haunted him tonight as he fell asleep under the
star filled sky in rural Wyoming.


	It was still a bit chilly the next day when Tripp finally got the
courage to walk up the dirt road to farm house and ask for something to
eat.  He hated begging, but he was broke and starving.  He hadn't showered
since he left home, and the clothes on his back were caked in grim and
dirt.  And as Tripp stood on the porch, trying to get the nerve to knock on
the door, he heard someone walk up behind him.
	"Can I help you?"  Curtis asked, as Tripp turned around.
	"Hey, I was wondering if you might have any work I could do for you
for food.  I haven't eaten in two days, and thought that maybe you
would....."
	"Dude, what's your name?"  Curtis asked
	"Oh, I'm sorry, my name is Tripp".  Tripp said as he walked down
the stairs of his porch to shake his hand.
	"Okay Tripp, my name is Curtis.  Lets get you out of those dirty
clothes, and while you take a shower, I will make you something to eat and
we can talk about work on the Knottingwood Ranch.
	The spray of the hot water felt great as it splashed against
Tripp's naked body.  The soap was harsh, but was doing a good job of
washing the weeks of dirt off his young body.  He couldn't believe his luck
of finding someone that was welcoming and not bad looking either.
	Curtis had a hot, ranch-hand type body, and as he stood on the
ground looking up at the porch, Tripp immediately noticed his bright blue
eyes, and his dirty blond hair that was quite disheveled atop his head.
His body was tight, and muscle bulged, not like gym born muscle, but hard
farm working muscles.  And those tight wrangler jeans he wore made it
obvious to Tripp that Curtis was a well hung guy, with a nice sized package
to prove it.
	It was those thoughts that caused Tripp's cock to harden slightly
as he washed the dirty and piss from his junk.  The soap felt good as he
stroked his hardening cock clean, and tossed his low hanging balls around
with his hand.
	"Hey, I brought you some clothes to wear while I washed yours.  I
think we are about the same size" Curtis said as he walk right into the
bathroom without even knocking.
	He looked into the shower, and saw Tripp's naked body.  What a
find, he thought to himself, as he looked at the slim figure standing in
the shower.  His dark, wet, straight hair hung down, falling just above his
shoulder, and as much as Curtis could see, that was the only hair on his
body, other then the stubble on his face, the hair in his pits, and pubic
hair around his semi hard cock.
	"I hope you are okay without underwear?" Curtis asked
	"Sure dude, whatever you've got it fine, I just really appreciate
all that you are doing for me."  Tripp answered sincerely
	"Good, cause I'm not sure I have a pair in the house."  Curtis said
as Tripp was turning off the shower.
	Tripp had never been a shy person, so when Curtis handed him a
towel, he didn't cover up his body, as most teenagers might.  He was proud
of his thick, 8 inch cut cock, that was now soft, and resting on his large
egg shaped balls.  And as Tripp dried his hair, Curtis scanned the boys
clean, naked body, causing his own cock to harden slightly, wondering why a
cute, clean cut guy like Tripp was a drifter.
	'Finish up in here, and I'll put your breakfast on the table.
There's a razor and some cream in the cabinet, and if you like some
deodorant, it's on the shelf."  Curtis said as he reluctantly left the
naked boy to finish up.
	So Tripp shaved and put on the clothes that Curtis had hung over
the towel bar for him.  The overalls were a bit loose, but perfect in
length.  And as he walked down the stairs, he could feel is junk swinging
between his legs, which made him bone once again.
	 And as he ate the breakfast that was laid out on the table for
him, Curtis told him about the ranch, hoping he could convince the hot
drifter to stay on for a while.
	"We're running a 'Stud Farm' here."  Curtis began, while Tripp
wolfed down the food on his plate.  But stopped long enough to give him a
questioning look about a 'Stud Farm'
	'Yea, we raise purebred studs here on the Knottingwood Ranch, and
hire them out for a fee to our clients that want to breed their bitches or
mares.  We only deal only in the large breed dogs, with a few thoroughbred
stallions as well.  Do you like animals?"  Curtis asked as Tripp was
scraping the last of his breakfast up, with the last piece of toast.
	"Seriously?  I fucking love animals, especially dogs." Tripp said,
hoping that there might be a job for him here.
	"Well if your looking for some work, it doesn't pay much, but it's
3 meals a day, a warm place to sleep and if you love animals, we've got all
the dogs and horse you can handle."  Curtis said hoping Tripp would accept.
	"Dude, are you kidding, I would so love to hang here for a while.
What would I have to do?"  Tripp asked.
	"Well of course there is the feeding and cleaning up after the dogs
and horse.  And on occasion you would be require to travel with one of the
studs to another farm for breeding."  Curtis explained, as Tripp just
stared at the blond headed stud sitting at the table with him. "And then
just the general cleaning and keeping the animals happy"
	"Fuck dude, when do I start?"  Tripp asked
	Curtis showed Tripp around the farm, including the horse stables,
and the breading paddock, along the dog shed, and their breeding pen.  And
they ended up in the bunk house above the barn, where he would sleep.  It
was a wide open space, with 8 bunks, four single wooden cots against each
wall.
	"You'll sleep here, but all meals are in the main house.  So what
do you think, are you into some hard work for the summer?  Curtis asked,
hoping Tripp would agree.
	"Yea, but am I the only guy?  It seems like you've got a lot of
beds up here."  Curtis asked, looking around the bunk filled room.
	"Oh I've got a few other guys that will be arriving tomorrow, and
then my cousin will be arriving in two weeks, you'll all work and bunk
together."  Curtis explained
	"Fuck yea, I'm in!"  Tripp said, already fantasizing of all the
dogs roaming the property freely, and what he would do with them tonight,
and any chance he got to be alone with one of them.
	 "Great, Mark and Ben should be here tomorrow, but for now let's
get to work."  So for the rest of the day, Tripp followed Curtis around,
helping out where he could.
	 That night, as Curtis laid naked in bed, jerking his hard, 9 inch
cock, he thought about Tripp.  The kid obviously loved animals, and knew
his way around.  He was going to work out great, Curtis just hoped that he
would help him keeping his dogs and horses relieved.
	And just as his balls tightened and his cock jerked as his pent-up
load spewed across his chest, Curtis heard a noise outside that was quite
familiar to him.  So, as his warm jizz oozed down his chest, Curtis stood
by the window, listening, hoping..... Yes, there it was again.
	He walked naked towards the barn, his cock, once again hard, led
the way.  He knew what he was going to find, and couldn't believe his luck,
as he rounded the barn.  Yup, he had chosen well, Curtis thought, as he saw
his Chocolate Lab pounding his hips against Tripp's naked ass.
	Although it was quite dark, Curtis' eyes had adjusted enough to see
the beautiful site before his eyes.  Tripp was completely naked, on his
hands and knees with his back covered by the body of Buddy, his Chocolate
Lab.
	Curtis could see the grip Buddy had on Tripp's waist, as his hind
quarters jack hammered away at Tripp's ass, waiting for his knot to form.
While Tripp was grunting and gasping for air, as his ass was getting
pummeled by the dog.
	Curtis quietly watched them mate, until Buddy's knot took hold, and
he eventually lay dormant on Tripp's back.  It was quite obvious to him
that this wasn't Tripp's first K9 fuck, even though Buddy wasn't the
biggest stud on the ranch, his cock was quite long, with a good sized knot.
Anyone taking that for the first time would be screaming loudly.
	"His knot feels nice, yes?"  Curtis asked when he finally decided
to reveal myself to Tripp
	"Oh fuck!"  Tripp said, as he raised his head up to look at him.
"I..a ...a. I aaaah, oh fuck, I'm sorry dude!"
	"Don't be fucking sorry man, this is great.  My studs require
constant relief and there are a lot of them, and I can't do it all by
myself."  Curtis explained
	Tripp looked at him, wondering if he actually heard correctly, that
Curtis liked to fuck his dogs too?  It was then that Tripp realized that
Curtis was completely naked, and his cock was quite hard, towering above
his really large, low hanging balls.
	 "Oohhh FUCK me!"  Tripp moaned loudly as Curtis watched Buddy
maneuver himself, twisting his body, until he and Tripp were ass to ass.
	"Dude, how long you been taking the knots?"  Curtis asked, as Tripp
lowered his upper body, and rested on his elbows, with his ass still high
in the air.
	"Since I was 12 or 13, when my parents gave me a dog for
Christmas."
	"Fuck dude, that's cool.  What breed?" Curtis asked, still standing
in front of him.
	"A Doberman, with a huge fucking cock."  Tripp answered
breathlessly, his head down between his arms as he submitted himself
completely to Buddy.
	The heat from Buddy's cum was radiating through Tripp's body, as
the dog continuously dumped his seed inside his bitches ass.  The feeling
of warmth throughout was making Tripp horny as hell.  His cock was tight
with blood, and even after shooting off two loads while being fucked, his
cock was still hard and leaking cum profusely.
	"Dude, I don't know if your into this, but a......" Tripp began to
ask, but was nervous.
	"What the fuck Tripp...ask me."  Curtis said
	"Dude, can I suck your cock?"  He finally asked.  Even though he
had never touched another man's dick before, he knew he need more right
now.  And with that big 9 inch hard cock standing right there, he had to
give it a try.
	"Fuck yea dude, suck my junk dry!" Curtis said as he moved up to
Tripp's face, and pulled his standing cock down, placing it in Tripp's open
mouth.
	The hard, flesh covered cock slipped into Tripp's mouth with ease
as Curtis moaned with pleasure.  He couldn't remember the last time a human
had sucked his cock.  His dog's loved to bring him to an oral orgasm,
eating every once of cum that spill from his cock during his eruptions.
But to have his cock engulfed by the warmth of this guys mouth, well lets
just say Curtis could hold back.
	"Oh fuck I am going to cum....oh ahhhh" Curtis cried, as he arched
his back, shoving his hard cock deeper in Tripp's mouth, and shot off 4 or
5 large jets of his creamy, white cum into Tripp's throat.
	Tripp swallowed hungrily, savoring the thick, warm liquid that was
collecting in his mouth.  It was slightly salty, but surprisingly not
watery and sweet like his own.  But none the less, he fucking loved sucking
his cock, and continued until Curtis had to pull free as shivers were
shooting throughout his body.
	"Fuck dude, that was hot.  You suck a mean cock!"  Curtis said as
he pulled away, letting his now soft cock fall over his balls once again.
	"Nice load, thank you."  Tripp said licking his lips "How long does
Buddy usually breed for?
	"What, you've been knotted for 15 minutes, right?  Can you still
feel his jet's of cum?' Curtis asked.
	 After a moment of concentration, Tripp knew he was still being
bred, as his ass was still being flooded with dog cum.  So Tripp nodded
affirmatively
	"Yea, I 'd say you've got a good 10 to 15 minutes more, Buddy is a
nice fuck! Curtis said looking down at them. "So dude, I'm going back to
bed, I will see you in the morning. You better get some shuteye as soon as
he releases you, breakfast is at 7:00 sharp.  And there's a lot of work to
do before the other work hands arrive.


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