Date: Sun, 26 Oct 2003 01:26:58 -0400
From: kiokomo2002@lycos.com
Subject: getting started - chap. 2

I've been amazed at the feedback everybody has given me at how hot my first
story was.  There were lots of questions, but mostly all wanted to hear of
further stories.  Well (now that the wife is asleep), I guess I'm here to
let everyone know there were more tales (so to speak).

How did I get so into dogs?  I guess I was just like any other normal kid
who focused on the family pet as I was growing up and looking for mischief
to get into.  I was lucky to have 2 dogs, both beautiful, big male golden
retrievers (and we bonded in more ways than one).  I was even luckier to
have grown up in a time where hardly anyone ever neutered their dogs, and
people routinely let their dogs roam the neighborhood.

So my first experience was dog sex, and lots of it.  I still get hot to
this day watching a couple of dogs get it on.  Its about as raw as it gets,
and when so many of us are bored with whatever sex lives we may have, raw
is a real good thing.

To me it was just so cool watching.  It wasn't rape.  Most females wanted
it more than the males did, and did everything possible to entice them to
mount them.  But man, when a dog jumps up and starts pumping away, its
something I think all guys aspire to.  They are almost posessed, with those
hips pumping so fast.  And after they hit the mark, whether its a dogs
pussy or your ass, its like nothing you could ever do to yourself, or hope
another guy could do.  If it were possible to bury it any deeper, it seems
as if that is what they are trying to do.  Once they're in, its as if
they're trying to get it to come out your mouth - they're climbing all over
your ass to get it as far up there as possible.

While my first experiences were with Shasta, our older dog, I did finally
get Buddy, who was a blond stud and built to match, into the game as well.
Buddy was huge, drop dead gorgeous, and was packing, in a big way.  That
monster sheath was hiding a great cock, and he had a big pair of balls that
swung so low it was hard not to notice.  I twinged when I had friends over
to swim in the pool and someone would notice Buddy's balls in particular,
saying he just must be some sort of fucking machine.  God if they only
knew!  I never had the guts to tell them what they were missing.

Buddy was sweet and goofy though, and about as dumb as a box of hammers
(isn't it just that way with blonds? - sorry, had to).  While I had had
several sessions with Shasta, who as the older dog just sort of
instinctively knew what to do, some dogs you just can't entice.  Everything
is such a game to them, and you're presenting an ass to them and they just
don't get it.  But I was really wanting to get Buddy into it, so I
concentrated on jacking him.  He knew what was going to happen, and those
big balls would tighten up a bit as I rolled them around in my hands.  He'd
start humping my hand, but when I turned around to see if he would mount
me, he never would.  Talk about my blue balls, I had to jack myself off
after a while I was so horny for him!  He'd lick and try to play with me
while we rolled around in all that fur.  Its funny how a sensation like
that early on in your sex life turns into a lifelong fetish (and we wonder
where they come from).

He almost became an obsession for me - my project so to speak, and I was
determined to get him to jump me.  That feeling of a big male dog taking
you from behind.  The weight of 85 lbs. pressing down on your bare back,
his fur all over, almost wrapped around you like a blanket.  Of course he
was wrapped around you, as those strong front legs pulled the two of you
together, with his cock stabbing around your ass and balls, trying to find
home.  You'd feel his head resting between your shoulders as he worked you
feverishly, but once they hit their mark they pull up even more and are
panting in your ear as you start taking that slick rod up your ass.  Its an
all-around experience that is second to none.

Once I actually let Shasta tie with me, and it was kind of a freaky
experience, as well as a painful one.  The thing about being tied is that
you have to wait till they're done with you - just letting nature take its
course.  Shasta wasn't as big as Buddy, cock wise, and maybe thats why I
let it happen.  Normally just like the videos or pics you can see now on
the Net, I'd hold him off so that knot wouldn't tie us.  Girls are built
better than guys at accomodating big dicks, and even most of them don't
want to get tied.  Imagine a big carrot dipped in baby oil sliding back and
forth in your ass, reaming you further and further and deeper and deeper.
Then imagine a knot that could be the size of a lemon or lime stretching
you out even more.  Its painful, and it was for me.  I was kind of numb
from it when it happened.  Then, of course, I started freaking that someone
would come home and catch us together, which didn't make for an especially
pleasurable experience.  Mind-blowing


, yes, definitely.  But I've never been so relieved as when that cock went
down enough to pop out.  I couldn't control the cum that poured out of my
ass.  I must have spent 30 minutes in the shower afterword just getting the
blood back into my brain and getting my wits about me.  Woof!

After that I pretty much controlled how much I'd let them ream me while
they pounded away on me.  And after a while, I finally discovered a way to
get big Buddy to actually mount me.

Buddy, as I've said, was especially of interest to me.  Maybe a competition
sort of thing, but Shasta had already banged my butt.  Buddy, the big stud,
was the one I really wanted to bang.  He was just so perfect, as far as
dogs go, that you just wanted to be the one that he finally got to screw.

I decided to try him out, obviously, when no one else would even be close
to being home.  Friends of mine in high school were playing all sorts of
sports, but I was working, so I had the schedule to play with him when I
could, and I took advantage of it.  Buddy, of course, was a big goof, and
he took a lot of playing with to get him horny.  Everything to him was just
one big game.  But I did the typical with him of stripping to nothing and
wrestling with him to get us both (or all, as Shasta was normally there)
worked up.  This involved a lot of playing, tripping, play mounting, and
all such so that I was ready to blow my wad anyway.  I'd jack him and get
him to humping but he never would mount me.  Finally, we were play
wrestling, and he was jumping up on me to try to take me on, and he finally
started humping on me.

Wow!  Here I was, standing up and with a pretty decent boner, and the dog I
wanted most finally started pumping on me like I'd always hoped he would.
I reached down and kind of jacked him some more, and he was just what I'd
been hoping for.  I dropped down on my hands and knees, and what had been
humping on my leg soon became pumping on my ass.  God what a feeling - the
biggest stud dog I had ever wanted to be with was now finally digging into
my thighs with his front paws as he sought to plow my ass.  And he did.  I
kind of dropped my head and shoulders to the floor, and for whatever
reason, that was a good angle for Buddy.  Man he slammed it home and then
went to town on me like nobody's business.  I was absolutely delirious in
this sex, with my best dog panting in my ear, and hugging me like he would
never let go.  Totally and absolutely incredible.  He worked every pump
into me as if it was going to be his last.  I finally collapsed into a heap
on the floor I think I was s

o dizzy.  I had been coming everywhere I was pointing for longer than I
ever had before.  This was the multiple orgasm I wouldn't hear of till many
years later, and it was my best friend that gave it to me and didn't even
know it.

As I said, woof!  I can't even write about this and not have to take care
of business.  I hope you've enjoyed this as well.  Let me know what you
think and I'm sure I'll write more stories.

kiokomo2002@lycos.com