Date: Sun, 29 Jul 2007 19:05:34 -0500 From: charles Turner Subject: Going to Work 3 Warning! Warning! What follows is a story of dog on male sex, dominance, homosexuality, watersports and various other alternative sexual practices. If it is illegal in your area to read about this close the page and write your congressperson. If you are disturbed by this type of activities I hope you find something more to your tastes elsewhere. This is the continuing tale of Dan, Rafa, Cho, Sean and Ivan, various other dogs and people and is within a few months of present time. This set of the story will probably end about the middle of June, once I have finished them I will add what has happened in June and July if I don't return to writing my other story. As I've stated before, I will allow those that wish to believe this is fiction to do so but I will attempt to tell the story the best I can remember it happening. Going to Work 3 I wouldn't have been much happier had Cho and Guy alternated using me. On the other hand Guy was not pleased, he crawled to the powder room beneath the stairs and dumped the load Cho had given him. When he walked into the living room his face was screwed up so tight I thought he would explode. Instead all he did was put on his shorts and say he would never be back. The door slammed shut behind him and the window shattered. Keeping my mind on studying when I knew that Guy was out there hurting but unwilling to talk was difficult. I was only going to have three finals, the other two classes had required a final paper which I had finished and submitted early. Monday afternoon around two o'clock Doctor Rasmanjanjih rang my doorbell. I hadn't seen him since the day I received his letter attempting blackmail. He had dropped a few short memos into my box in the TA's office suggesting that I come by his office to discuss the evening when I'd last seen him. I didn't want to face him, the pictures he had in his drawer and the report he must have received from Doctor Koffman left me uncomfortable to be alone with him. After the first two sentences out of his mouth I knew why I felt that way, he was not going to let me off the hook with just one private performance. After handing me an envelope that he said held the original photos and the card from his digital camera the Dean let me know that he had kept one photo which he would hand over only after the opportunity to watch all three of my dogs mount me. Pissed at him, I smarted off about him probably wanting to lap all the cum from my ass when the dogs were done. He responded with a grin and said 'of course.' Not having any sex since the evening when Guy left angrily I was easily con-vinced by the Dean's 'of course' to strip off my clothes and lead him into the backyard where Sean and Ivan immediately stopped playing and ran to my side. The boys don't ever think about what they are doing, if I am naked they are ready. Normally they would share me, but this wasn't a day when I was going to allow either of them to hump my face, I wanted as much dog cum in my ass as I could hold. How I got the gall to say it I don't know, but I barked out an order to the dean to lick my ass and get it ready for Ivan and Sean. As you know, I am the one that enjoys having a dominate man giving the orders; that afternoon I must have still been feeling the change that had overcome me from six weeks of fucking Guy. The dean obeyed me faster than I could ever have expected, stripping off his clothes as quickly as his tongue was prodding and licking. With the change in circumstances came a change in my reaction to being blackmailed again. Both dogs had moved around to lick at my cock and balls when the dean had taken over my ass,it was time for them to earn their keep. Sean isn't the smartest dog in the city, but when I look him in the eyes and say mount! He knows what he is supposed to do. For a moment the big guy looked at me as if to say how can I mount you when you're standing. When he moved around my side he saw the dean's still clad butt and got the idea. Before he jumped the dean I reached back and pulled the man's face tighter into my crack hoping to muffle any noise he made when Sean mounted him. Whether Sean ripped off his underwear or pulled it down, I didn't know until later, but I didn't care. When I felt Sean's snout bumping my back I knew he was firmly in place. I moved away from the tongue that had been reaching only half an inch into me and looked back to see how Sean was doing. That's all the longer it took for Ivan to step in front of the dean and press his cock against first one cheek and then the other. The photographs the dean had taken showed exactly what was to come and within a few seconds he knew there was no way he could avoid the long skinny dick pushing at his face. Dr. Rasmanjanjih had tears streaming down his face when he opened his mouth and allowed Ivan to push it all the way home with one hump. I had never been able to watch Ivan and Sean share me, so I had no idea that when they both were busy humping that they kept their heads together. If they had known what kissing was I'm sure that is what they would have been doing, but they were being tender with each other in their own way, rubbing snouts together. I would never have supposed that the dean looked as nice naked as he did. The suits and ties he wore completely disguised the nicely defined body and perfectly smooth skin. At that moment I understood his need to photograph me, I don't have a digital camera or the ability to develop film. What I do have is an old Polaroid camera that had seen better days but still worked. While I went into the house to retrieve it the wolfhounds were both able to get their knots within their bitch. I got three pictures of the threesome, two while they were humping and another after both dogs had turned. The last was my favorite, seeing the dean with his nose pressing against Ivan's ass almost made me shoot. Knowing that I had at least fifteen or twenty minutes I sat on the steps coming down from the back porch and began lecturing the dean about how despicable and truly inhuman he had been to try and blackmail me not just once but twice. My heart wasn't really in the lecture I was giving, having turned Sean and Ivan onto him had softened my anger and watching while the two wolfhounds continued shooting what I knew from experience to be enough cum to act as an enema I hoped that he would no longer need to go second-hand. When the dean was finally able to move from his position between the dogs I saw him from the front for the first time. For a man that has seen thousands and enjoyed sucking as many dicks and been fucked by fifty or so, I was astounded to see what the dean had between his legs. He was hung with less dick and balls than a five year old. That was all that seemed to shame him, not the actions he had just completed. Like I said my anger was gone. After he had found his ruined underwear to cover himself with we began talking. I was shocked to have the dean sitting in my backyard telling me the tale of how and when he had been introduced to sex. This is a much condensed version of what he told me that day, I hope I have remembered enough to give you the feel for his life. He had been born and raised not far from the famed Taj Mahal. As a child his father was a tour guide at the palace and was seldom at home. His mother was sickly and the little time she was capable of functioning around the house she spent in teaching his older sisters what they must do when she was not able to take care of the house. The dean wasn't positive, but he thought his mother also taught his eldest sister how to please their father since she was no longer able. He was about six when the other sister was promised to a neighbor. There was a large celebration and he was introduced to his new relatives, one of whom was a boy about three years his senior. The dean never said the boy's name, I think it may have something to do with his current position with the government. The older boy took a liking to his new brother-in-law-to-be and would often invite him to spend the entire day with him. Both boys were intrigued by the holy men that would travel through the city and as often as they heard about one or more doing so would go to see or hear them if they spoke. The older boy was very interested in the concept of reincarnation and would ask any of the holy men they approached to teach them about it. The dean was not certain at that time that he fully believed in the idea that people could return to the world as animals or worse. It seemed to him a cruel fate that would cause a person to become a cow or a dog. The boys often spent a rainy day arguing the merits of the idea of reincarnation. The dean was about to enter the second year of school when a travelling mystic took up camp on the opposite end of the city from the Taj Mahal. For three days the boys waited quietly while the man taught and lectured the crowds that gathered. On the day he was gathering together his blanket and papers to leave the dean's friend asked him a question about some point he and the younger boy had been arguing about. The man looked at the boys with his glazed eyes and told them to follow him for an hour. The threesome walked in silence past the houses that surrounded the city and after crossing an empty field saw two bulls and a cow. The man led them directly between the animals and motioned for them to sit down. The cow moved away as the boys sat, but the bulls didn't even stop munching on the grass at their feet. A moment after lowering his head to the ground the mystic started telling them a story about reincarnation that was supposed to answer the question. The dean was left with more questions, questions about himself as well as questions about reincarnation. Why? Because after the old man had told them that the bulls were the souls of two old friends returned to earth he placed one of each of their hands on the bulls' cocks and began the movement that we all know as masturbation. Dr. Rasmanjanjih's friend was sold on the idea that he could tell which animals had once been friends or family by masturbating them. It wasn't what the mystic was trying to teach them, but boys often get it wrong. For a few years the two boys did all the bulls, dogs and monkeys they could convince to allow them to touch them. The dean was in his seventh year at school when the older boy showed him a new game, 'drinking the cum'. Not surprisingly more dogs started following them around after they began putting the spurting dicks in their mouths. It was a happy time for the boys as they learned that the animals were willing to return the favors they did them. The dean's friend had been accepted to go to school at Oxford in England and his father was bragging around town about how smart his son was. All good stories of 'huberis' have a down fall, the father was making an offering at a Hindu temple when the old mystic heard him. The man was not certain the boy was the same one he had tried teaching so many years earlier, but he thought only such a one could be considered that smart. He had a few of his followers trail the two boys for a week. At first there didn't seem to be anything remarkable about two boys being followed by a pack of dogs, but the mystic thought back to what he had tried teaching the boy and wondered if his story had been corrupted. At the end of a week the mystic asked the boy's father to bring the boy to him and answer a few questions. The father, certain that the mystic only wanted to learn how smart his son was, complied. Sitting with his father and a holyman the boy couldn't have lied had he wanted to deceive them. Instead the dean's friend told how they went around the city trying to release the tension of the city's dogs, bulls and monkeys. When he admitted to drinking their cum the boy's father called for the dean's father, also. The following morning both boys were on their way out of India, the dean to his sister's home in America and his friend to school in England. Both fathers agreed that it was the only way to avoid the scandal that would be caused by abusing their relatives. Knowing where his taste for dog cum had begun I tried learning if he had ever allowed a dog or bull to mount him, but he evaded answering me with all the skill of a pedantic professor. "But how did you learn about me?" It turns out I have not been as circumspect as I thought. The woman that leads the exercises on the roof of the engineering building had caught sight of one of the dogs licking my ass one morning as she was waiting for the class to arrive. She does not have the best eyesight, so she couldn't tell who I was but she was able to tell that I was male and that the dog was quite large. She hadn't said anything until there was a discussion going on about getting the house where I live demolished. The people around the table were in favor of getting rid of the house, but didn't feel that there was any hurry for another fifty spaces to by added to the parking lot, I promise there will be more when they get the land. She and the dean were good friends and often talked when he arrived early for the exercise class. The morning after the discussion about demolishing the house she confided in him what she had seen. From that morning on he had spent time and money in trying to catch me having sex with the dogs, again. He had almost given up when with night goggles, he had bought at an Army Surplus Store, he saw me being mounted by Cho. He giggled at the irony of the dog's name being the same as the woman who had outed me. That was when he decided I needed to be sent to the other campus, he knew about Dr. Koffman's habit of having his German Shepards rape applicants for teaching positions. It had happened once too often at the main campus which was why the good doctor was exiled. He had begun obsessing over me. Every night and morning he would spend some time hoping to see what the night goggles had previewed. The morning he finally caught me he had fallen asleep on the roof the night before waiting for me. The sun hitting him in the eyes had awakened him and that's when he saw Sean and Ivan prodding at me with their snouts. He was able to watch the entire sequence of events, from the first swipe of a tongue in my ass until all three of us shot. As he told about stalking me and how he had bought a camera with a long distance zoom just for the moment he caught me, my anger was raised anew. The only thing I could think to do was turn Cho loose. Even if he did like dog dick and cum the fifteen plus inches he would be forced to take would take its toll. I only hoped that he wouldn't start fighting with Sean and Ivan. If Cho behaved the way I knew he might, the doctor was going to get two more loads of dog cum down his throat and one up his ass. Cho had been standing with his front paws on the chain link fence for ten minutes or more and his dick was fully extended, I didn't think there was much doubt he was ready to use it. Once or twice I have talked with other guys that have an intereest in having sex with dogs and they range from experiences where the dogs act like Sean and Ivan and will fuck any wet hole to dogs like Cho. Released from his dean he didn't even look at the man sitting on the blanket in the center of the yard or at the two dogs laying by the fence licking their dicks and balls. Cho came directly to me. He growled a slight warning to the dean to stay away and then tried making his desire to have me known. Yes, I love him too. He has yet to completely replace Griff but perhaps one day he will be able to sense my emotions enough to comfort me when needed. That day I didn't need comforted although I was upset, I needed him to pound away and show that he could dominate me. Remembering the plan to show Cho that I was the boss I didn't let him have my ass until I had put my erection in his mouth and then made him lick my balls. He tried to avoid both actions, but when I insisted he ran that smooth tongue up and down and when I knelt down tried to get inside me with it. The Dean had seen me take Cho one other time, but he still went slack-jawed at the sight of fifteen inches disappearing. As they often do, Sean and Ivan changed holes and before the dean could fend them off had him once more filled from both ends. I no longer cared, Cho had proven an affection that I had been missing for a long time. Later that night a young Indian girl and boy delivered an envelope to my front door. There was no doubt in my mind they were the doctor's children and he was telling me a tale of trust by sending them. If I had still been a minor I would have willingly tried to learn if the boy was cursed liked his father. The laws against that type of thing for an adult are much worse than for what I do. Although I have wondered about an over-zealous prosecutor charging a male that mounts a dog or horse with rape, could it happen in states where there are no laws against sex with a loving dog?