Date: Wed, 3 Jan 2018 13:57:07 -0600 From: Bruce Turner Subject: Julio and Jesus VI No animals were hurt in the writing of this story. There was some pain for more than one boy. If that bothers you then the fact that four males will be taking dog dick will bother you more and you should probably find another story to read perhaps the section that says no sex? I am not allowed to promote having sex with animals so let me throw out this disclaimer "Do not try this at home". If you are not of a legal age to peruse XXX material in your state (what a stupid law) please refrain, we wouldn't want Mommy and Daddy thinking you want them to buy you a big dog with big balls and a big cock do we? Nifty survives on your donation. This is the last month of the year, you might think about helping out now while contributions are still deductible. None of the animals are named Donald, perhaps the next story. If I can convince myself to create an ugly orange dog that the neighborhood boys torture and fuck. If you haven't read 1,2, 3 4, 5 you might want to start there, I am not going to catch you up much other than an occasional reference. Jesus and Julio VI By the time the boys had recuperated and back Thomas had moved in with me. The cabin was not really large enough for two horny men and two slaves but we moved most everything extraneous to the shed. That left two brown, leather recliners, a television, a bed and a triple dresser with mirror and a kitchen table in the main open portion of the cabin. The small room behind the stove and sink was still an office where I had my computer, desk and a printer on a shelf filled with books of the widest variety available. There was a copy of "The Leatherman Handbook" I and II and the complete works of Shakespeare plus a couple on forensic accouting. Neither Thomas nor the slave boys were allowed in my office unless I was already seated at the desk and the door was open, that was the only interior door and was generally closed for privacy when I was working. Even Mars and Ares stayed out unless I called them in to get a tongue job, I did it occasionally to inspire me. Jorge had taken to coming over with his brothers helping me control them if they started acting up which was only if they weren't getting enough dick or piss. The first week they returned after their accident they begged (on their knees with hands folded and head bowed) Thomas and I to give them piss to drink every time I let them complete a task without giving them a second task to do. August is an extremely hot month around here, over the years I can say I only wore clothes in August when one of the dogs or both was on my back and I wanted to avoid getting scratched. Pete was staying in the shed most of the time, there were days when Thomas took him along when he went to work but most days he was here. The 'substantial' bonus had arrived on August 1st, Thomas and I discussed an idea I'd had for many years and he agreed to pay a portion of the cost of the closing when I had the three parcels of land next to us purchased by my lawyer and transferred into both of our names. That still left two of the ten acre plots to the side between the boy's family plot and mine in someone else's hands but I couldn't find the owners while I was attempting to isolate us more. Since I had never heard anyone on the land the entire I've lived here I wasn't too worried other than knowing that the boys were creating a path across the plots and if the owners ever showed up he or she would know where they went and might just try following them. August 2nd after dinner the slave boys and Jorge had stayed to see what was going to happen, I had them creating a second usable space all summer. They had dropped half a dozen trees, pulled up roots, smoothed the soil, planted grass and on the 1st I had them mow it for the first time. This was behind the shed, actually adjacent to the shed for easy access. Thomas had worked until late in the evening after we signed the purchase papers for the three plots of land so this was going to be the time he was really to be initiated into life on OUR property. I say that but he has been living here for three weeks and all three boys have eaten his ass and been given his personal instructions on how to do it better. I must say he has made them better unless it is just all the practice, still none of them were near to being in his league. I can't think of two days since Jesus and Julio returned that my ass hasn't had all three of the boys licking it at least twice between the time they show up and leave 6 hours later. They both wake Thomas and I with their tongues in our asses. I often fart in whichever mouth is attached to me, Julio has gotten better at inhaling gas but Jesus is ready to start eating shit, at least he told me that last night when he and Jorge were being sucked by their brother. I have been talking to them when Jesus is sucking one of us like he wasn't there. I hate when people do that to me but it seems to get his cock hard enough to shoot without being touched. While this is their story I like the idea of telling you about Thomas, we have really gotten close. He says he is in love but I have yet to say those enslaving words, I am not ready to be hurt again and honestly I am not certain that I love him any more than I love Jesus or Julio. I have been learning more about the four guys that think my cock and ass belong to them, one of the most serious is that three of them will accept almost any punishment I feel like giving out to be the first to get at me when they are all present. Only Thomas and Jorge have been allowed to fuck me. What is the biggest development since April is that all of them let the three dogs have their asses whenever I say it is time, only Jesus will initiate getting under the dog on his own. Thomas' first time at home was a few week after I first met Connie. We were sitting by the pool when Pete came running up to us and started to lick my dick and balls. Henry had gone off on one of his cock hunting trips and Connie was in a mood for something different. When she saw Pete licking me she asked if he would lick her. Neither Thomas or I had any idea what he would do when she dropped the bottom half of her swim suit. I have never thought of that as an attractive sight, I guess whatever scent I give off was more powerful than the smell of human pussy for Pete since he didn't even swipe once at it before coming back to get under my balls. Hell, she was showing her pussy to the world why not show my ass to the dog and her. I knew it would get Thomas hard seeing Pete licking my ass. He might get jealous like he had other times and push Pete out of the way out so he could lick me right there in front of his part-time fuck. "Connie, isn't that the prettiest asshole you have ever seen?" "Thomas are you sure you have been fucking him, there are no wrinkles and no puffiness. It looks absolutely virginal." "So have I ever fucked you?" "Thomas, you have fucked me at least a hundred times since we met. I would bet on more than that and you have eaten my ass even more." "He does know how to do that. Do you like it when he holds your legs in the air and probes your ass with his tongue?" "Connie, there is nothing I like more. I've had him teaching three teenagers how to do what he does. I'm waiting for the day that I have a tongue in my ass for twelve hours straight. Thomas makes me feel so good I never want him to stop what he is doing when he's licking and probing me." "Damn, Pete is licking his ass and still wouldn't come over here and lick my pussy. He might be a gay dog, he sure likes to fuck ass." "Do you think he will try fucking Thomas?" "He might try, but Thomas says he has never had a dog fuck him." "Then today would a good day for him to get dog dick for the first time." I didn't think it was a good idea to give Connie a full history of Thomas and the dogs. I choose to talk about Pete instead. That dog is hanging out about seven inches already." I didn't know what Thomas thought about us talking about his ass and Pete fucking him but the time had arrived and Connie and I were going to do this, really Pete would be doing most of it but we would be helping the guard dog. He had taken one of my dogs but Connie didn't know that and he had made me promise not to tell them that he enjoyed it. Now he could show them. "Throw your towel over his back. Don't want him taking his shirt off with the crew and have them asking what the scratches are about." Thomas had attempted to say something but I had shoved his head back to my ass and let him know he wasn't done. It was something that I had learned he loved me to do, the harder I held his head and tongue against my asshole the more he liked it. I figured he must be in Heaven being between my ass and Pete with his part-time cunt right there watching. He even allowed any of the slave boys to finger him when I held his head like that. Jorge had tried to fuck him once while he was eating me and Thomas threw him across the room and threatened to break every one of his limbs and tear off his dick with his hand, he stayed upset for hours I liked that he protected his ass from the boys and hoped he was doing that when he was out playing around, being the top in a situation wouldn't be as hard on my feelings as if he was giving up his ass to random strangers. It wasn't a matter that we had discussed. I did let him know that if I was allowed to keep the boys he was permitted to do what he wanted on the side as long as he didn't bring home any diseases or crabs. He didn't have a problem with that, I can't say if he has been fucking around, all I know is that he hasn't seemed to have any less energy or ardor when we are together. Pete had seen the towel being thrown on Thomas' back, his dick which had only been the redbone until then quickly swelled and he mounted Thomas. My man didn't give way, I am certain he was embarrassed to have Connie watching him under Pete, she had seen me under the dog so it wasn't like she didn't have an idea about dog sex. "That's the way, Pete. Fuck him hard, boy." For a second Thomas had pulled his tongue back, I pulled on his head harder and instantly he was back to doing what he does best and I no longer cared what Connie was saying or doing. I knew the very second that her mouth touched on Thomas' dick. He must have been in Heaven, he enjoys women giving him head (why?), eating my ass and being dog fucked. Connie was going to get at least one load, maybe more depending on how good she was. He pulled away from my ass long enough to suggest that I fuck Connie. That was a repulsive idea, even having her near us with her naked pussy displayed was enough to kill my erection although Thomas had been doing one of his better ass eating jobs. I walked away from the trio that I had been part of starting. I had lost men to women before and the idea of losing Thomas to one bothered me more than I was willing to admit. I had yet to let him know I loved him but he had said it so many times, was it true? In the barn I held an apple out to his stallion., the horse was the main reason we were there that afternoon. Pete had already moved to the shed behind my cabin and settled in without any disputes with the other two dogs. We were in the process of building a barn that would be large enough to hold three horses, not because I wanted any more horses but because Thomas thought he might still be able to breed his stallion and bring in enough to feed him. Leaning against the wood railing over his stall I wondered what that would be like, could I stand being bred to a horse? I had played with his cock a couple times when we here, mostly just my hands or mouth on his shaft and balls. How could any gay man not be taken with those huge, brownish, hanging balls. I had managed to take all of one in my mouth but it would be too much to take both of them. I couldn't take the flare at the end of his cock either, my mouth just doesn't open that wide. Thomas had let Henry show me how well he could take a horse cock in his mouth. That didn't surprise me at all, I could remember days when Henry had managed to open up wide enough to take all of my foot and suck it in til his lips touched my ankles "Hey, wasn't I working your ass well enough?" "Thomas, you know I have no desire to get caught in a sex scene with Connie. You were giving me one of your best rim jobs, but having you suggest I fuck her turned me off. Look, I'm still shriveled up even with you fingering me. "But don't stop. I've been standing here thinking about what we have talked about before and I always refused to consider." "The stallion?" He was looking at me with a goofy grin thinking he knew what was going to happen. "How would we do it.?" I leaned into his shoulder, he raised his arm over my shoulder, giving me a healthy whiff of him. It is one of those scents that I really love. "First, we would have to do whatever we can to keep you safe. He weighs just over two thousand pounds and you can't have that on your back so we'll use the breeding table that Henry had made for Connie. "Second, the flare at the end of his cock is really big. It will fold back as it enters you, but there will still be the entrance to your ass with the shaft and an extra inch of horse flesh, the flare is about half an inch think, we will have to have you well lubed "Third, horses don't fuck much, they are pretty satisfied at getting their entire shaft in and moving it in and out a dozen times at most. That will be the easiest part for you. Fourth, when he shoots, the flare will act to plug the massive amount of cum in your hole. Usually some escapes and runs down your legs but unlike the dogs he will not try to clean you up. `"Fifth, I will have my head in your ass as soon as he moves away." "Any other warnings?" "Yeah, if he doesn't feel like he is in far enough he will bite down on your shoulder and shake you hard. "Do you still have some tequila upstairs?" "Ready for me to fuck your asshole and open you up, wide, first?" "Please." I hated it but I found myself begging him to fuck me hard and long, it seemed to be a little mind game we played with each other, Thomas would always take his time when I begged but he was sure to open me as wide as his dick could once he was in me. That day he fucked me after I begged for ten minutes and sucked on his balls another ten. Then before we went downstairs he worked all of his fingers in me. I thought I was prepared, I was still scared. I don't know how guys say they enjoy having a full sized horse fuck them. All I felt was pain. It hurt when he entered me, it hurt the dozen or so times he stroked that thick shaft in and out of my asshole and it hurt when he pulled out. "Thomas, that was for you. I'm never doing that again." He was behind me and I doubt he heard a word. I could feel his tongue diving into my cleft and his tongue beginning to touch the rim of my ass and for the moment that was all that mattered to me. The stallion had put some of his weight on my back, but less than I expected. He had thrust hard but being so thick he managed to only get a little more than half his length in and out. It had felt like he flooded me with gallons of cum but I'm certain it was less than a pint. I wasn't able to climb the ladder so we went to the pool where I lay on my stomach while Thomas would give a play by play commentary as my hole shrank back to normal. He added color commentary when he thought it appropriate to tell me that I was no longer showing the affects of the beating my ass had taken, I may not have been showing it but I was definitely feeling every second I had been under the stallion.. "Well, love, are your feeling well enough for me to tongue you for another hour or so?" I shifted so my hole was more accessible and buried my head in the pillow I had brought to prop up my butt. There was still pain as Thomas spread my cheeks and sank his tongue deep in my asshole, I wanted to yell at him to stop but I knew he was doing what I needed and we both love. He stayed on the outside, licking up one side and down the other, then swirling his tongue around in circles nearly driving me off the lounge with the need to be entered. The time we had spent with the horse had been enough for Pete to recover. With Thomas driving my head over the edge my mouth was at a good height for the guard dog although I wasn't really in the mood to suck dick, having his redbone rubbed across my lips opened me up and he knew what to do from that point on. I gagged as he started to pound into my mouth. Caught between the pair nothing else made an impression on me, I let my body do what we are born to do, I sucked, pushed back and enjoyed being there for the pair. "Thomas, I am not complaining. However, if you keep licking and eating my hole like that I am going to turn into a whore. You get my ass and dick reved up so much that I need a dick to satisfy me. Like today, often I don't care who or what it is. My dogs, yours, the stallion, the slave boys or if you are willing, you." "Are you saying that if I got you warmed up enough you would take on whatever I asked?" "You aren't thinking about pimping me out are you? I really am not interested." I do admit to myself that it would not be an impossibility, if Thomas worked me long and hard enough he could convince me of allowing almost anything to happen next. "Not really. Henry said if you are able to get his stallion erect and then let him fuck you that he would give him to us since he has been useless at stud." He hid his face back in my ass so he didn't have to meet my eyes. "Didn't you tell him about selling frozen sperm?" "I did, but he isn't interested in putting any more money into the stud business. He thinks the stallion is a loss and there is no use putting good money on top of bad." From the way he had said that I knew that Thomas didn't agree. "Thomas, I can't believe we are really contemplating this. It has barely been an hour since I was first fucked by a horse and now you want me to allow a second stallion to mount me in front of an ex and his wife. "All I felt the entire time your stallion was fucking me was pain. The other stallion's cock is bigger than your stallion's isn't it?" "I haven't measured it, but I think it might be a little bigger although once a cock is that big does a little make a difference?" "Yeah, it would make a difference. Probably the difference between being able not to scream and yelling loud enough that I could be heard at the shopping mall." "Three miles over the hills? It hurt that much?" He had expressed concern with my pain earlier but this was a deeper feeling. "Probably only two miles, but it hurt bad. I thought I was being ripped in two and would bleed to death before the fucking stopped." "Not to sound too commercial, but that is a sixty thousand dollar fuck you are passing on. You could make a living taking him out once or twice a year after you teach him to fuck and not have to do anything else all year. " "But what is it going to do to my asshole?" He actually had me thinking about putting my ass to work. It would only be one more time but could I handle it? "I will think about it. First, I want to see how my ass reacts in the next few days. If it still feels like it does right now you won't ever get me close to an animal bigger than Pete for the rest of my life." I knew as I said that it wasn't true. There was something in between the two sizes that must still feel good, right? We had taken a car from his employer's stockyard, if we had one of the trucks I would have sat on my knees I rode in the back seat on my stomach, Pete rode in the front seat whining and clawing to get in back with me. Thomas had worked my asshole until it felt better, but it still hurt too much to put any pressure on it. I wasn't happy that I had talked myself into having that happen and now Thomas was ready to watch it again? That was bad enough, but he wanted me to allow Henry and Connie to watch their dud of a stud mount me and shoot away their investment in my ass? I couldn't. At home I spent my time pleasing Thomas. Sure he had been pleased watching me with the horse but I mean with my mouth. I sucked him off once before dinner and then twice afterwards before we fell into the bed. In between all the sex we did get a little work done on the barn. I was glad we had decided on having the boys clear another patch of ground where we could put up a corral. That would raise the dust level but so be it. I actually slept that night with a heating pad pressed tightly against my asshole, Thomas asked if his dick wasn't hot enough. Maybe for a few minutes but not all night. "Jesus, let me see that asshole before you get started." "Did you hurt him?" "No, but he did get hurt. It was his own choice." "What did he do? Sit on a fence post?" "He'll tell you if he wants you to know." I couldn't image ever wanting to tell any of the boys that I had allowed a stallion to mount me but I wasn't feeling too bad and I might change my mind after he came to live with us. After the heating pad was pulled away, Thomas said I looked as beautiful as new. I hoped he wasn't feeding me bull, I wanted to stay the way he liked. Neither of them knew I was awake. "Thomas? What is it about his asshole that makes you think it is beautiful? As far as I know that is just another asshole, true there are no wrinkles or hair roots around it. Still that is just a little different than your own." "Jesus, get a good look. You may want to memorize what you are seeing, I doubt you ever see an asshole this perfect for the rest of your life. It is absolutely straight even after taken a huge cock last night. Anyone else would have been stretched or gone round. "You don't see any part of the inside, no puffiness and only a minor difference in color between his assring and the rest of his skin. I've seen so many assholes that are shit brown or bright red like they were fucked constantly. I hate seeing the interior of the asshole pulled out and stacked like pancakes. You never see even the slightest smudge of shit and unless you open him with tongue or finger never will you see cum. "I could go on all day about how wonderful I think this beautiful asshole looks and feels to my tongue. But you are just too young to understand the glory you are being blessed to eat. When you remember licking this asshole you will compare it to all the others you manage to tongue and wonder why you weren't able to have it the first thing every day of your life and the very last, too. "Don't you agree with me, Jorge?" "If how it feels on your dick is the beauty you've been talking about I agree. It is the best ass in this house." Well there were at least two of the four people who were enjoying me that thought that way. All I cared about was that someone started eating it. "Enough talk. Someone get their tongue in there or I'm going to look for new slaves." Surprisingly Jorge dove first. It had taken him time but he was now dedicated to the proposition that his tongue could make the world a kinder, gentler place. Don't I get stupid when filled with tongue? "I'm glad you're awake, I've been waiting to fill you with piss for twenty minutes, Open up and wrap your lips around my cock." Thomas tried to wait for me every morning, he hadn't succeeded every day we'd been together but certainly enough to make me believe he knew that I loved waking up to having him in my mouth. I was good enough about taking it that we seldom moved out of the bed, if we were to give his piss or mine to one of the boys we moved away since they all still spilled some on an occasion.