Date: Thu, 02 Dec 2004 00:34:33 +0000 From: Rebel 101 Subject: Caught With Shadow - Chapter 6 (M/t/dog, oral, anal) Caught With Shadow By Rebel Author's Note: Thank you all very much for the encouragement. Positive comments are always welcome and you may e-mail them to Rebel777@hotmail.com. Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between young boys, and a young male and an older male. If material of this nature offends you, then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states, you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. Additionally, the actions of the characters in this story are in no way intended to show approval of, or give sanction to, their actions. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the websites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. * * * * * * * Chapter 6 -- Blaine's Education (Part 2) As I reached for the camera case from the closet, the image of what was about to happen was playing over in my mind. I had a hard-on from hell and couldn't wait to get back to the living room and watch Shadow and Dillon get it on together. I fumbled for the extra battery I had in the charger and the tripod -- just in case. God, was I horny! When I got back to the living room -- dining area, Dillon was just buttoning up a couple of buttons on a long sleeved type flannel shirt that had the sleeves removed, and Shadow no longer had his collar on. I looked at him kinda quizzically and asked, "What's with the shirt-vest thing and the dog collar?" Dillon looked up and said, "I learned a long time ago that unless I wanted to get scratched all over from Shadow's claws, I'd better have a long shirt on. And Shadow's collar and tags hit me in the back of the head, so I took it off. Where do you want us to do it -- so you can get good camera shots, and everything?" I chuckled at his enthusiasm. "Why are you so anxious to be on camera?" "Weeeelll... I kinda want to watch it too. And I really wanna share this with you -- it'll be so hottt to watch this and just knowing that you're taping it has already got me drippin'," Dillon said and turned toward me, showing me his super hard cock straining upwards toward his stomach, sticking out between the shirttails. "Well, I don't know," I said looking around the rooms, "What about right there, or maybe the living room?" I asked. I saw a look of consternation on his face. "This marble tile is real hard on the knees; I know, we've got the same kinda stuff in our house. My dad's so worried about dog hair on our carpet, I usually just take Shadow outside onto the lawn," he said as he looked sideways at me, "Where you found us the other night," he giggled. "But I don't have any lawn out back. It's all pool or concrete deck area and planters," I explained, trying to think of an alternative. "Wait a minute," I said, walking to the glass doors to the deck. I went outside, with Dillon and Shadow following me curiously. I slid the cushions off of a couple of the chaise lounges and laid them on the concrete. I could see recognition come onto Dillon's face, and his grin was contagious. He stepped back inside, retrieved a squeeze bottle from Shadow's pack, and came back outside. I set up the tripod and aimed it at the cushions, then got the camera ready. "So what do you want me to do?" Dillon asked. "I don't care -- I just think you and Shadow together is so hot; I just like it all," I responded. "Yeah, I remember," Dillon giggled. Shadow was bouncing around on all sides of Dillon, anxious to get at his prize. His pink cock was starting to show hanging out of his furry sheath; `yeah, he knows what's gonna happen all right,' I thought. "Why don't you just do what you normally do, and I'll just be a bystander and watch?" I suggested. Dillon grinned at me and eased down onto the cushions, stroking Shadow's back. Shadow started prancing in place, obvious that he wanted things to hurry up. I started taping the exciting scene, but then asked, "Can you wait a sec?" and Dillon looked over at me, still stroking Shadow. I then worked my way out of the sweatpants I was wearing with one hand, and kicked them off to the side, getting my very hard 8" out into the air. I then told Dillon, "Ok," and started taping again. He just grinned and slid his hand lower on Shadow and easing down to his throbbing cock. Dillon stroked the doggie dick a couple of times, and then he leaned forward and tasted the wet cock with his tongue. "Unnghhh," I sighed as I watched the sight through the viewfinder and moved down a little to get a better angle. After just a few licks, Dillon opened his mouth and slid Shadow inside. That was all it took; Shadow felt the warmth and jabbed his cock as deep as it would go. With a practiced mouth, Dillon let the cock slide in about six inches, but he had wisely kept his lips pursed so that only so much of the cock could go inside. I didn't know it then, but Shadow had bottomed out against his knot and started hunching his back and thrusting hard into Dillon's tight mouth. It was really hot watching and taping this, so I slowly started stroking my dick with my left hand. Dillon had braced his arms behind him to support himself and has holding his head still, letting Shadow fuck his mouth. Shadow started thrusting more fiercely and then started to shake and spasm, obviously cumming into Dillon's hot mouth. I centered the camera more on Dillon's throat, and it was clear that his Adam's apple was bobbing up and down as he was swallowing what Shadow was pumping out. I was waayy too close to cumming myself, so I forced myself to remove my hand from my throbbing cock, and concentrate on what was happening in the viewfinder. About 30 seconds later, Shadow withdrew his cock and immediately tried to twist around to lick it himself. Dillon worked his way out from under the dog, and grinned wickedly at the camera with spit and doggie jism running down his chin. It was so hot to see, I couldn't take any more. I set the camera aside on a table, knelt down next to Dillon, leaned forward slowly as he sat there, and put my lips to his. `Wow, he's tastes just as good as before,' I thought, `Not bad at all,' as I tasted the cum for the first time. Dillon just sat there, allowing me to explore his lips, face, and mouth, savoring the new tastes and sensations. Finally, I leaned back and saw a grinning Dillon looking back at me. "Well, what do you think?" he asked. Still caught up in the eroticism of the moment, and my mind on sensory overload, it took me a few minutes to form an answer. "Awesome," I breathed out quietly. Dillon giggled, reached forward, and kissed me deeply and passionately. I never knew such passion from anyone before, and he took me aback as I felt the warmth and comfort ooze from this young man into my very being. I certainly never felt anything like this from my ex, and started getting an inkling of what I had been missing all these years. I embraced him back and threw myself into that kiss, igniting strange new feelings deep inside my being. As we parted, Dillon leaned back and whispered, "Whew, THAT was some kiss!" He looked deep into my eyes and something clicked into place for me. I knew that wherever it led, Dillon would always be a part of my life, and I would be there to give him the support he so desperately needed. We both felt `something' and both kinda blushed and pulled back from each other. I got up and walked over to the table where the camcorder was, feeling embarrassed and guilty for my thoughts. I felt a warm pair of hands snake around my waist, and his warm body snuggle up close to my backside. I turned around in his arms and looked back into those deep pools that I could get lost in. "Thank you Blaine," Dillon said, then raised up on his tiptoes and gave me a peck on the nose. Then he reached between my legs and gave my sagging cock a tweak, turned, and ran around the shallow end of the pool, Shadow following on his heels. I went inside, retrieved a cold beer and a Pepsi from the fridge, and turning on the pool lights, returned to the deck, and sat at a table contemplating these new developments. It was glorious to watch him frolic around the deck, throwing the ball and playing keep-away with Shadow, dressed only in that funny looking shirt with his dick flopping, and his buns rolling every time he moved. Watching him move, so uninhibited and free, and seeing Shadow chase after him, always wagging his tail with his only desire to make his master happy was a thing of beauty. He looked over to where I was sitting and waved to me. I nodded as I took another swig and watched as he threw the ball into the far corner, with Shadow running as fast as he could after it, then turn and head over to where I was and flopped down in another chair like only a teenager can. "You ready for round two?" he asked, looking every bit the imp that I knew him to be. I was speechless. Though I hadn't cum yet, I felt drained; oh the exuberance of youth. Sometimes I wonder if `maturity' is a curse or a blessing. Thinking `in for a penny, in for a pound,' I told him, "Sure -- what did you have in mind?" "Well, getting fucked silly -- isn't that what really turned you on the other night?" My mind started to swim again remembering the hot eroticism of that first time I met Dillon and Shadow. I felt my dick stir in my lap and Dillon saw it in my sweats. He was on his knees in a flash, sucking my semi into his warm, moist mouth. "Uummm," I moaned as I felt his lips wrap around my increasing hardness. After he had me as hard as I'd even been, he pulled off of me and looked up. "It looks like you're ready now," he giggled. I threw up my hands and reached for the camera. "Shadow! Here boy -- you wanna play some more? Huh? Huh?" he asked the dog. Shadow came running back with the ball in his mouth, and his tail wagging. Dillon calmed him down by stroking his back and getting him to sit and then lay down. Shadow lazily rolled onto his back wanting his belly rubbed. Dillon stroked Shadow's belly, gradually working his way down to the partially exposed cock. He made a loose fist around the exposed shaft and worked it back and forth. Shadow seemed to be in heaven with his head thrown back and his long tongue lolled out the side of his mouth. "Is it ok if I talk to you while you tape me?" Dillon asked "Ahh... sure... I guess. What did you want to talk about?" He impishly smiled up at me and said, "Well, I was kinda thinking that I could make it a kind of `learning tape' and tell you what it's like as it's happening." I was dumbstruck -- again - by this boy. "Yeah... sure... whatever you want," I stammered out. Dillon reached over to the tabletop and retrieved the squeeze bottle he'd brought out earlier. I saw it was labeled `Wet' and looked at him questioningly. "It's water soluble lube that's really, really slick," he told me. He squeezed some onto his hand and moved it around to his ass. "You wanna start the tape?" he asked. I was so caught up in what was happening, I had completely forgotten about the camera. I picked it up and got into a good position to record his hand and fingers working on his butt. He was on all fours with his butt pointed at the camera and he was looking back over the shoulder. "I like to start out slow and work my ass over a little at a time," he said to the camera. The glistening of the lube was clear in the viewfinder and I watch transfixed as he started to moved his practiced fingers up and down the crack of his ass, spending extra time massaging around his hole. After a few passes up and down his butt crack, I could see the opening start to pucker in and out almost like inviting entry. Dillon eased his index finger all the way inside himself with one smooth movement. "Ahhhhh, that first time feels soooo good," he said to the camera. I was fascinated at the spectacle as he slowly sped up his self-fucking of his own asshole. He was working his finger pretty good in and out when I saw his middle finger extend and punch back up inside his hole. "Oh god yeah," he cried out, his eyelids getting heavy as he was enjoying the sensations. It wasn't much longer and I saw a third finger added to the action in the lens. Those long, slim fingers working in and out of his butthole was totally captivating. I was frozen to the spot, mesmerized by the scene unfolding right before my eyes. All this time he was keeping up the gentle stroking of Shadow's cock. "Ok Shadow, up," he called to the dog as he pulled his hand from his butt and went back to a solid position on all fours. Shadow got up and dutifully padded around to Dillon's ass. After he sniffed at it a couple of times, he raised himself up on his back legs and got a firm grip around Dillon's mid-section with his forepaws. Now I could see why Dillon wore the shirt. I zoomed in for a close-up of his doggie dick as he punched the air, searching for his target. Dillon reached back between his legs and guided the dog to his hole. "Shadow's good, but he usually needs a little help to find the mark," I heard him say. "Now that I've got hold of him, watch how he stops humping and waits for me to lead him in, then watch and see what happens when he feels me." `As if I was going to be looking anywhere else,' I thought to myself. Just as Dillon had said, Shadow quit humping toward Dillon just as soon as his fingers touched the excited cock. A few seconds later, as the tip of his cock touched Dillon's hole, Shadow hunched forward and drove his cock all the way inside in one fast and hard stroke. Dillon grabbed Shadow's cock on the furry shaft and held him steady as a loud hiss left his lips. "That first hit is the hardest and I have to hold him while I get used to it," Dillon told the camera, then he released the shaft and let Shadow start fucking his little boy ass. I watched, fascinated, as that doggie cock rapid-fire attacked that hole. Watching the dog going at it in true animalistic fashion had a strange sort of magnetism that makes it so you just can't look away. On the one hand, it is so fast and looks almost vicious that you're sure that it just has to hurt, but then the moans and groans of Dillon make it evident that he's really enjoying the assault. In short order, I saw Shadow's cock push all the way in and his body started to spasm as he held tight around Dillon. "Is he cumming inside of you Dillon?" I asked. "Oh yeah," he sighed out to the lens, "His hot juice is spraying all inside my ass -- it feels wonderful." And a look of bliss was on his face as he enjoyed the sensations. I looked down underneath him with the camera and saw that he was so hard that his foreskin was rolled all the way back, exposing the luscious cockhead covered in precum. I couldn't take it anymore, so I set the camera aside and slid my head under his mid-section, sliding that hard, six-inch shaft into my mouth. I started sucking him and going deeper onto his cock as he was `oohing' and `ahhing' above me. I worked his dick down my throat and found myself staring up at his ballsac pulled close his body, and the furry sheath of Shadow where he entered Dillon's hole. "OH GOD BLAINE!!! I'm CUUMMMMMMMMING!" Dillon roared over me, and I felt his cock expand in my throat, so I eased back on him so that his head rested on my tongue -- I wanted to taste his boy nectar. I no sooner got his cock out of my throat when I felt him blast a huge load into my mouth, followed by two more, quick volleys. I started to swallow, determined not to loose any. I felt my mouth fill two or three more times, and then Dillon's cock started to subside. I swallowed one last time as I felt his cock slip from my mouth. As I slid out from under Dillon he said, "Sorry, but it got too sensitive for you to suck anymore." "That's ok, it was more than enough," I said as I looked at Dillon still in the same position as before with Shadow slowly riding his ass. I retrieved the camera to catch the rest of this surreal tableau since I was expecting Shadow to back out and Dillon to rest after his exertions. But the boy did it to me again. I saw him slip his hand back between his legs and start to massage Shadow's furry sheath just behind where it met his ass. He looked over at me and I saw that wicked, impish grin of his light up his face. "You're gonna want to get where you can see all of where Shadow is going inside of me. I've got a surprise for you and you're gonna want to miss any of it," he told me. This had been a day of surprises, so I wasn't going to doubt him now. I maneuvered around looking for a good vantage point. I found one that looked promising, but I needed Dillon to move his leg a bit forward. "Dillon, can you slide your right knee about three inches forward and still do what you want?" I asked him. "Like this," he said as he eased his knee forward. Now I could plainly see an unimpeded view between the back of Dillon's leg and the front of Shadow's haunch. I could see that Dillon had slid the sheath back further on Shadow's cock, exposing what appeared to be a golf ball sized ball held in his hand. "What's that you're stroking on Shadow, Dillon?" I asked him. "That's his knot," I heard him say back to the camera. I was fascinated with this new piece of anatomy that I didn't even know existed. "That's what kept him only going so far inside of me," he said. Well, that made sense; he was an animal and would go as far as he could. "Now watch real close," Dillon said, "You might even want to zoom in on this part." I did as he suggested, and watched him massage the `knot' on Shadow's cock. Shadow started to slowly hump into Dillon's slick-looking asshole. Shadow's thrusts got more and more violent, then I was amazed to see Dillon's hole start to open up around the knot. Dillon raised himself a little and thrust his ass back toward the dog thrusting forward. All at once the large, hard knot slipped inside the waiting hole. "AAYYYYYHHHHEEEEEE!!!" Dillon screamed. I thought he was getting killed and almost dropped the camera to help him. "I'm ok, I'm ok," I heard him say through what sounded like gritted teeth. "Are you sure? It looks like it HAS to be painful," I said to him without removing my eye from the viewfinder. "Yeah, I'm ok... just push against Shadow so he doesn't start fucking yet -- I need to get used to it; it's been a while." I put my hand out and held it against Shadow's rump, holding him in place. A couple of minutes later, Dillon said, "I'm ok now, you can let him go." I slid back a bit and refocused on the meat buried deep in the boy. Shadow didn't do anything right away, but then started to push into and pull out of that tortured boy hole. With each slight withdrawal, Dillon moaned. Then his thrusting really picked up speed for about 30 seconds, then he suddenly stopped, pushing hard into Dillon, and started to spasm. "Oh wooowwww," I sighed as I watched. "Oh God Yeah!!!" Dillon said, and I swung the lens to his face. "Get a picture underneath me," he moaned out to me, so I swung back toward his rear but couldn't see much from where I was. I scooted my butt on the concrete until I was a little more forward and zoomed in on Dillon's super hard cock, pointing up toward his face. "Oh man... I'm gonna shoot," he whispered. `Huh?' flashed through my mind, but I never lost sight of his cock. Suddenly, to my astonishment, Dillon started erupting white cum from the head of his cock, shooting onto his belly and the deck. I had never heard of such a thing, but here it was right before my eyes; a guy had had a wild-ass orgasm without even touching his dick!! About this time, Dillon eased forward and put his head on his folded arms on the deck. Suddenly, Shadow lifted up and swung one leg over Dillon's back and they were facing the opposite direction. I was still taping, but I'm sure my jaw must have slammed on the deck. Never in my wildest dreams... I was expecting to see Shadow withdraw from Dillon's ass, but instead they both just kinda laid over on their sides, still connected. I heard a moan escape from Dillon and I got worried. I put the camcorder down and went to Dillon's head wonder what I could do to help the poor boy. He didn't look like he was in pain, but he didn't look comfortable either. "What can I do to help, hun?" I asked, real concern creeping in to my voice. "Just sit down and let me rest my head on your leg," he replied, not looking up at me. I sat down and picked up his head, then eased underneath and started stroking his hair and neck. "What's going on Dillon? Why doesn't he take his cock out?" I asked him. "He can't," he said. "Remember that knot I showed you earlier? Well, now it feels like it's the size of a grapefruit inside my ass, and he's still sperming inside of me. I'm sure he's not that big, but it sure feels like it." I didn't understand, but since Dillon didn't seem worried, I started to calm too. "Soooooo, how long does this take? He will shrink back won't he?" I asked starting to feel panic again. "Yeah, he'll shrink, but it takes about 20 minutes or so," he said in a dreamy voice. Since Dillon and Shadow were both just laying quietly, I decided that I'd just settle down and hold him, and maybe ask questions later. As I held him, sometimes he would shudder and spasm under my arm, and moan a little. I wasn't sure what was happening, but Dillon wasn't alarmed, so I just held him a little tighter and waited. After the second shuddering event happened, I noticed a good-sized puddle of cum splooged on the deck just in front of his half-hard dick. The third time Dillon shuddered in my arm, I watched his cock and saw another few jets of cum just kinda ooze out, like what usually happened at the end of a normal masturbation experience. More questions formed in my mind, but they would wait. I was enjoying the closeness I felt from these two, and not paying a lot of attention to the time, when I heard a loud, sloppy-sounding pop. I looked down and saw Shadow maneuver himself and stand up, then he turned around and started licking at Dillon's ass. Dillon starting making a noise in my lap that I can only describe as purring. Shadow kept at it for a good five minutes before he lost interest, walked over beside the house, plopped down, and started cleaning himself with that tongue. It was kinda hot and I could feel myself getting hard again. I heard a giggle in my lap and looked down to see Dillon snake a hand up to my half-hard cock and make a fist. "You don't need to do that," I told him. "I want too... if that's ok..." and he looked up at me with those huge, lustrous eyes. I smiled down at him and laid back on my elbows, giving him more room. He turned around a bit and continued his ministrations on my already leaking cock. "It's so big Blaine," Dillon said, looking up at me. "You're no slouch kid -- especially at your age." I don't know if the slight of calling him `kid' registered, but he just beamed a bit and went back to jacking me. I had been hard off and on for over two hours, so I knew it wouldn't take a lot to get me off. "Oh shit Dillon, it's close," I told him, and he gripped a little tighter and sped up a bit, using the copious pre-cum to lube my shaft and cockhead. The first shot exploded and hit my hair and my ear, followed by three more that hit my neck, then chest, and then stomach in quick succession. "OH MAN!!! You sure can shoot Blaine," Dillon said with more than a little awe in his voice. I was gasping and breathing hard so I couldn't answer; I just lay there enjoying the cum. Dillon brought his hand up to his mouth and licked off the bits that had oozed onto his hand. He rolled it around in his mouth as I watched, then he swallowed the last of my load. He then slid himself around and closer to me, snuggled in under my arm, and hugged me to him. We laid there just enjoying the companionship in the afterglow of our respective orgasms. After the raw edge of my exquisite cum had worn off, and I could feel my body return to some semblance of normal, I felt the pooling jizz on my belly getting cold. As I shifted a bit, Dillon raised his head, and then I felt the `stickiness' pull apart from our bodies. "Ewww, yucky," he said, smiling up at me. I chuckled and agreed with this `scientific explanation'. "Let's get in the pool and clean up," I suggested, expecting him to bounce up in his normal manner. Dillon reacted in slow motion, but I helped in off with the vest and we made it to the pool and eased ourselves down the steps. I'd forgotten about Shadow, but he wasn't going to be left out. As we sat on the bottom step recuperating, I looked up and had a face full of brown fur as Shadow pushed past me into the pool. Obviously, he thought it was another playtime. He paddled out and made a circle, climbing the stairs next to Dillon and licking his face. "Ok boy, I'm ok... go sit," he sputtered out. Shadow got out of the pool and lay on the deck next to us. I slid my arm around Dillon and tenderly washed his belly, balls, and ass. He stayed in my arms and purred into my shoulder, liking my attentions. When we were clean, at least better, I helped him up the steps to the deck, reached the towels, and dried us both. Dillon seemed to be operating on autopilot, so I guided him into the house and sat him in a dining chair, Shadow following close behind. "Sit Shadow," I told him and snapped my fingers like I'd seen Dillon do earlier. To me surprise, he immediately lay down at our feet, watching everything that was going on. "Why don't you just sit here, and I'll finish making dinner?" I told Dillon. "Why don't we just order pizza, and save the steaks for tomorrow or something?" he said as I moved to the counter-bar. "Sure, that's not a problem," I responded, seeing that he was really beat. It probably was a better idea, so I put the salad fixing away, cleaned up what little mess I made and found the number for the Pizza Hut that delivered to our neighborhood. Since I was single again, they had delivered to my house more than once in the past few months. "What do you like on your pizza?" I asked him. "Canadian bacon, black olives, and mushrooms," came his automatic reply. I stopped dead in my track and just looked at him. "What?" "You may not believe this, but that's EXACTLY what I order on mine too," and chuckled as a smile formed on his face. I retrieved the phone from the deck and placed the order. They said it would be about a half hour, and yes, the caller ID showed who I was and they had my address in their computer. "You feeling better, Dillon?" I asked him as I replaced the phone on its base. "Yeah... that was great, like it always is, but when I let Shadow tie with me like that, it makes the orgasm go on like forever, and it really tires me out. I hope you got all that on the tape -- I wanna see it sometime." "Yeah, I got it all. I don't know a lot about what happened, and I have a lot of questions, but they can wait `til later too. Would you like another Pepsi and maybe just sit on the couch and wait for the pizza?" I asked him. He got up on shaky legs but then made his way into the living room. I went out on the deck and picked up my sweats, sliding them over my legs. I picked up the camcorder, but decided that everything else could wait until later. Going back into the kitchen, I set down the camcorder and picked up Dillon's discarded clothes, then went to the living room to help him get dressed before the pizza delivery. Shadow watched everything but made no attempt to move... he really is a good dog. "Here, let me help you get dressed; we need to have something on when the pizza gets here," I said to the sprawling form on my couch. He helped me by raising his butt up when I pulled the white shorts over his hips and leaned forward enough that I could slip his t-shirt over his smooth shoulders. "Will you sit here with me tonight?" he asked, evidently remembering the night before. "Sure," I said and sat at the end of the couch with his head in my lap. I reached for the TV remote and found a re-run of `Seinfeld' to give some noise in the room. Both of use seemed lost in our thoughts but were jolted awake by the doorbell. Shadow raised up and watched, but again, made no move. I went to the door, paid the delivery guy, and took the pizza to the kitchen. After I fished the pizza onto two plates, I grabbed a beer and a Pepsi, and headed back to the living room. Dillon sat up at the smell of food, and ravenously attacked the slices on his plate. He was done and headed back for seconds when he called from the kitchen, "Do you want some more?" "No not right yet -- I've still got some," I called back. He returned and we continued eating in silence, surreptiously watching the tube. After eating our fill, I took the plates to the kitchen, and upon my return, noticed the wall clock. "It's getting late; don't you think you need to be heading home soon?" I asked him. "I was planning on staying here with you tonight since my folks aren't home," he sprung on me. `WHAT?!?!' I thought as my astonished face looked over at Dillon lounged back comfortably on the couch. To Be Continued... I thought that this was a good place to end this chapter -- I hope you don't mind too much...