Date: Wed, 22 Sep 2010 11:39:22 -0700 (PDT) From: Bryan M Subject: Getting Watched - 8 In the woodie shed Really, really tense and horned up. I am at a funeral, and the tension, the sadness, and the nervousness are making me incredibly horny. I will really miss the person who is being buried but she was really old and suffering, so maybe it is for the best? Or maybe not, maybe I am just thinking that because I am distracted and restless. What makes me really, really ashamed is that instead of thinking of the deceased person, how much I liked them, what a help to me they were when I was a kid, etc how much I will miss them, I am thinking of how much I crave being fukd by the 14 month old black and tan boxer/dobie mix that my cousin has - who is trained to fuk my cousin and will probably take on me if I present myself for the taking. Ned says he will, anyway. I keep trying to avoid rushing out of the church to go off and find out NOW. I feel like that scene in Eating Out 3. Like the priest I want to strip off my clothes, and start doing it. But rather than fucking that slut Tiffany I want to be a slut bottom for Kendall, the boxer/dobie mix. I think if he were in the church I would be in real trouble because I might just put my ass in the air right in the pew. Wouldn't really, but if feels that intense. I keep trying to think suitably reverent thoughts, but I actually keep thinking about how good it would be to bitch for him. Really, really good. I haven't done anything like that for a long time, but suddenly I really want to - I WANT to do it. Grief, fear, tension, anxiety all make me ultra, ultra horny. Its a wonder my butthole doesn't start glowing it feels so hot. I am in my twenties but feel like a 17 year old again, my horniness is so dominating. I can barely see straight I want it so strongly. I am really flighty and distracted with my relatives as we leave the church. I don't want to talk. I am acting out my grief and not experiencing it. After the service I decide to avoid going back to the house to talk and munch on the comfort food. Don't tell anyone that, but I drive back to Ned's family house. I go up to his room, strip out of my suit, get a pair of Ned's board shorts, some flips, some lube, some other stuff and a leash. Put it all in a messenger bag he has. It is 103 out, very, very humid. So I don't want to wear underwear - wouldn't even if everything weren't coming off in a few minutes anyway. Do wear a hat, though, and sun glasses. Out to the back to find my top gunner. He is lying panting in the shade. I call to him. He lifts his head and thumps his tail. He seems too hot and sluggish to thump my tail the way I want it thumped. That is a bit discouraging. But he comes over when I call him. We get in the truck cab. The airconditioning is on, its cooler inside, and after I drive the mile and half to the barn on the out acres, he seems a bit livelier. When I get to the gate I hop out, open it up, drive forward, get out, close and chain the gate. I don't want people coming up when I am tied to the dog after the deed has been done. Dog will be cumming in me and thats enough of the cumming already. We bump on up the road to the work barn that is on the other side of the pond. It is really just a huge aluminum shed that we store equipment in, but it is called a barn. Bein fukd in a barn is traditional and classic, no self respecting farm boy has missed the experience, I'll bet - anyway I haven't. I am gonna get rump ridden in a few minutes in this barn, so I am being traditional here. We get out of the cab and walk over towards the barn, me carrying a tarp and a bag with a dildo, lube, chapstick, and some beads which I have swiped from my cousin's supply stash. I start sweating hard just between the cab and the first ash trees. Kendall is drooping. I decide to strip off here and shower with cool water. At the side of the barn is a hose. I turn it on. While the water is running so it cools down, I chuck my t-shirt, shorts, shoes and sox. Hang them on a peg in the side of the barn. Naked is better, cuz you can feel the breeze. By this time the water is much cooler. I put my flips back on and slog through the mud. Damn it feels good to run cool water all over my body. I let is splash on my face, soak my hair, down my back and ass. I sluice out my ass crack to get it cool, let it wet down my dick and balls - shove the nozzle in my ass and let some water fill me up a bit then let it go. Rinse and repeat, rinse and repeat. Sluice down my legs and feet. Then I turn the water on the dog; Kenny revives, and soon he is dripping wet. I wash out his action package. Then I turn things back on myself. I consider where I should go to let the pooch screw me. Not sure. But there is enough cover behind the trees and the crepe myrtle for me to throw down the tarp and lie back. I lube up and work a dildo into my ass. Fuck myself slowly, and happily, getting way hard and loving the feeling of being ass invaded. Enjoying it even though I am not really that much into dildos. Just need to get myself loosened up so Kenny's mounting will feel as good as possible. I am thinking about letting him knot - which is alway painful. Need to be as loose as possible then and I am built tight - not bragging, actually, just sayin'. I fuck it in and out for awhile, moaning quietly in pleasure. I stop, pull it out with a slurpy pop, and fish around for the bigger one. Kenny has flopped himself down in the shade and is lickin his emerging dick. I think naked young men get him started. I think he knows what this means. I work the bigger one in carefully. I am so lubed that it glides in. I shove it in deep and let it sit for maximum stretch. If I fuk myself too much I will cum and then the fun will be over too soon. So I just lie there on my back, legs in the air, ass stuffed, sweating like a pig, hoping to be fuked like a pig, and waiting to be as open and loose as I can get. I slowly start moving it in and out - feels sooooooooooo good. I throw my head from side to side. It takes an act of will to pull this big, black dil out of my ass, but I do it. Time to move on to the major event. I stand up, get back in my flops, slop lots more lube up my ass, then I put the bigger dil back up my ass to keep it stretched and call the dog to me. He has a nicely muscled body, and trots over expectantly. I decide it is too risky to get stuffed out here where people might come up and see at a distance - from the neighboring field, the grove of trees off at a distance, of the really big McMansion that is at about the same distance and part of a very small but exclusive tract of 8 homes that went in 2 years ago or so. So we go into the barn, me hobbling gingerly because I am totally stretched to my max back there by the dildo, which I have to hold in while I hop over. But I don't close the door or get in a corner - need the breeze to stay reasonably comfortable. I let the dildo slide out of my well stretched behind. There is a horse blanket there that I throw over a bale of hay. I am too horny for make out preliminaries - usually I like the dog to french me, lick my nips, and slobber all over me, but today I am too, too horny. I just get on all fours, look over my shoulder and call to him. He trots over and starts licking my ass. I pull my cheeks apart. He seems to have a taste for lube, cuz he is goin at me like nobodies business. I start squirming and moaning like you wouldn't believe. Keep thrusting my ass back into his tongue. This is great. He slobbers, licks, and pushes his muzzle in between my cheeks. I am hard as a rock and my prong is pushing into my stomach its so excited. I slap my left butt cheek, and say "mount, Kenny, mount". Ned says he has trained Kenny to respond to this, Well, he sort of does, he comes round, pushes his head under my body and starts lickin dick like he loves it. I roll over onto my back and let him lick to his hearts content. So sweet - wet, slightly sandpapery tongue movin fast. But I am about to pop. So its back onto all fours. I slap my butt cheek 3 times hard and say "mount" "mount me boy, do it now". This time he does. He gets up and kinda clumsily grips my hips and tries to pull me to him. I let him, scooching my ass back till he is in proper position and thrusting hard. I guide him in. He grips me proper and immediately thrusts himself in to me. I can feel my hole stretch wider and wider as he sinks in to me. He is a fuking machine immediately, pounding in and out and in and out as fast as he can. Its stretch, relax, stretch relax, stretch and relax as he pumps me - thicker the farther in he goes, then skinnier as he pulls out. I am being hammered incredibly fast and really deep. I am covered in sweat and its raining off of me in buckets. It so humid, but even if it wasn't being dog pussy is hard, hard work and I would be sweating like a pig if the damn temperature was 50 out. As it is I am sweating like a hogzilla pig and putting out like one hogzilla pig bottom, too - I am grunting and moaning and begging for it "harder, Kenny, harder, Fuk me really fast, boy, fuck really deep". I doubt he knows what any of that means, but the enthusiasm in my voice may excite him, like talking to him when he is fetching a stick rather than fuking a dude. And it gets me harder realizing what I am doing - bitching for a young male dog - I am so taking him up my ass. He is young so he can keep it up for a long time and he does. Lasts forever cuz he just pumps and pumps. My ass is getting sore it is so well ridden. He begins to swell. I should keep him out, but I don't. He is getting a willing piece of ass and I want to remember this - its been way too long since it happened. It can hurt like a sonofabitch sometimes and it does. I kinda scream with pain, but then am back moaning in ecstasy - it feels so good. He pumps me for a good long time, - he is young, energetic and full of cum. I am young and will soon be full to the brim with cum since he has turned and is pumping it into me. We go butt to butt and he just pumps and throbs and pumps and throbs. I sink to my elbows and put my head on the horse blanket. I am exhausted but really satisfied. People always say "this was the very best fuk I have ever had". Well, because of my tension, my craving neediness - so long since I was a piece of tail for a hound, the heat and the risk of being discovered while I am being covered and bred, - this is one of the very best. Maybe the very best. After a time he pulls out of me with an audible pop. Slurpy, slushy, but a pop. I get up, go back to the hose outside, and fill up a bucket with water. Put my head in it to cool off. I don't want to wash my sweaty, cum encrusted body yet. Like smelling of boy/dog fuck and cum. Then I squat in the shade of the ash trees feeling the breeze cool my naked body, especially soothing on my well used hole. I just squat there for a long time, finally the dog comes over and whines. I probably should take him home. So I throw all Ned's stuff back in his messenger bag, put my shorts on, my hat and my suns, and drive back. I tell Ned about what I did. He is horned instantly. I am compelled to blow him right on the spot, which I do, and swallow it all when it arrives in my mouth. He makes me promise to do it again tomorrow night so that he can watch. Sounds good, so I agree. We will probably sneak out about midnight and go over to the same place, or to a house we know which belongs to our family that has a screen porch where we have done it many times before . Not being rented right now, so its a perfect spot, in a way. I am looking forward to it. If you want to hear about the next night in detail, please let me know and I will try to write it up. ________________________________