Date: Sun, 25 Mar 2018 16:03:49 -0700
From: Pomo Wolf <pomowolf74@gmail.com>
Subject: Michael Men and Dog

Adult Youth/ Bestiality, oral, anal, best, m/MM,d

Author's Note:

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their
sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of sex between
consenting underage boy and adult males...  If this type of
content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not
read it.

Copyright 2018 Wolf, all rights reserved.

You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like.
All flames will be ignored.

                   Michael, Men and Dog
                          By
                         Wolf

	I was named Michael but I was no archangel.  I was
more like Michell.  Growing up in the 70s and 80s being
small for my age was cause for ridicule.  I didn't have many
friends and was picked on almost daily.  When we were
young the terms gay, fairy and fagot were unknow to us.  I
guess I was just an easy target for others, and I do have to
admit, I did like wearing girl's panties.  I tried being discreet
about it, but was caught by my parents wearing them, and
punished for it.  So, to this day, I've kept my desire to wear
girly things very discreet.

	I didn't have a pleasant home life.  It wasn't so much
physical abuse, more than just being a disappointment and
be ignored.  As a result, I spent a lot of time by myself.

	When I entered High School at 14-years-old there was
a bully named Mark.  For a while he bullied me until one day
when we were in secluded area on campus he offered to be
my friend, if I'd suck his dick for him.   I didn't want to do
that, but he made me do it.

      He forced me to my knees and held me down with his
left hand while he unzipped his pants with his right hand.
He grabbed a hand full of my hair and pulled my head
towards his cock.  He slapped my face with the head of his
cock until I opened my mouth.  Then he shoved his cock into
my mouth, and face fucked me until he squirted his load of
cum into my mouth.  He even forced me to swallow his cum.
So, I forced me to give him a blowjob regularly.   In return,
he promised not to tell anyone and DID stand up for me at
School sometimes!

	Mark lived close by and invited me to his home often.
I got along well with his father.  Mark was always assuring
me that boys did that for their friends.  I quickly learn to like
the taste of his cock and his cum.  By the time I was a
sophomore Mark insisted on fucking me.

	Mark had an impressive 7-inch cock and the prospect
of him sticking that thing in my ass frightened me.  He took
me into his bedroom when his father was still at work.

(His father was a single parent.  I never knew anything about
his mother).

	He had me take off my clothes while re retrieved a jar
of petroleum jelly from the bathroom.  He greased up his
cock and my asshole.  When he took hold of my hips he
warned me to push or it would hurt more.  With that he
shoved the head of his cock into my asshole.  I whined like a
girl but pushed like I was taking a dump as his cock
penetrated until his body was pressed against my ass.  Even
thought it was painful I got off on being fucked.  Later he
told me that his cock was rubbing my prostrate.  At any rate
I squirted cum on his bed sheet even before he came in my
ass.

	I was gratifying Marks desire for blowjobs and ass
fucking almost daily after that.  One warm spring day I had
walked to Mark's house.  Mark had me give him a blowjob in
the living room while he sat in his father's favorite chair.  I
was busy giving him a good blowjob when the front door
opened and his father walked in.

	Mark and I both panicked.  His father told Mark, "I
want to talk to Mike alone.  So, put it back in your pants, and
leave until I call you on your cellphone!"

	I thought I was in trouble and was scarred shitless.  His
father told me to relax.  "You're not in trouble, I just want to
make sure that you wanted to do that to Mark.  I know my
son is a bully, but I hope he didn't make you do that."

	I admitted, "He blackmailed me into sucking his cock
the first time, but I learned to love doing it."

	He asked me, "Would you like to suck my cock?"

	The idea was exciting to me.  He pulled his pants
down to his knees and sat in the chair vacated by Mark.  I
knelt before him like he was a GOD.  His cock was even
longer than Marks and thicker.  If I tried to deep throat him I
gagged.  He reworded my efforts with a mouth full of cum.

	Mark's father never asked for anything more than
blowjobs.    It was nice having a father figure that truly loved
me.  Where Mark continued to fuck me whenever I spent
the night in his bed with him.

	I had a pretty normal gay life after that.  I went away
to college and had a lasting sexual relationship with my
English professor.  He was my mentor and father figure.  He
had shoulder length white hair and beard.  I loved the Rolle-
Polly bear of a gentleman.

	When I turned 27-years-old I met an older man
named George.  He reminded me of my old college
professor.  Of course, he wasn't as old as him, so his hair and
beard were more od a salt and pepper color.  He was a
thoughtful lover and was very nice to me.  He loved touching
my body and gave me great massages!  I LOVED the way he
touched me, EVERYWHERE!  George was also a practical
joker, so when he started hinting around that he was
thinking of letting his Golden Labrador Retriever named
Charlie fuck me as well.  I didn't think he was actually
serious.

	I have to say Charley was a friendly dog.  He was
always rubbing against my legs and laying across my feet
when I was sitting.  With dog normally, the human is the alfa
personality.  In Charles case George was his alpha leader,
but Charles looked upon me as the alpha male.  He assumed
the protector roll in my case.  Any time I took him for a walk
I felt safe because Charles would protect me.  At the sign of
anything he thought was a threat he would get between me
and them.  I would have to assure him that it was okay
before Charles would relax.

	One evening, after George had fucked me, he told me
to remain on the floor on my hands and knees.  While I
waited from him to return I wondered what he had in mind.
When he returned he was carrying a bottle of olive oil, and
Charley was trotting alongside his left leg!

	George poured some olive oil between the cheeks of
my butt and used a finger to insure plenty of oil lubricated
my asshole.  I almost panicked when Charlie started licking
my asshole.  I have to admit that it felt good, and still
remember how it felt all those years ago.

	George began teasing me that Charles was going to
fuck me.  Addressing Charles, "You want to fuck this bitch?
Huh Boy!"

	I looked back and saw that Charles cock was hanging
out of the hairy sheath and the red mottled cock was wet
and dripping.  Charles was whining to get at me.  He was
clawing at my butt with his paws.  Foolishly I didn't think
George would let go of the dog collar.  I was sure he would
pull the dog away and bust out laughing.

	George let go of the collar and Charles mounted me
with his front paws clinging to my ribs and walked his rear
legs up to my butt and was stabbing at my asshole with his
cock until he penetrated my ass.  I was terrified and in
shocked that George would allow this to happen.

	I begged, "Get him off of me!"

	George told me, "Relax and let it happen!"

	I tried to stand up but Charles growled at me.  I felt his
teeth grab me by the back of my neck.  He didn't brake the
skin but he let me know not to move.

	I pleased again, Get him off of me!  I'm scared!"

	Charles fucked me fast my ass.  While he was doing
that George just stood there, watching the action while h
jacked off his own cock.

	I was terrified during it all because I feared Charles
would hurt me, or I would get some sort of disease from
him.  George assured me that I was safe.  Charles kept
fucking me and fucking me!  It did hurt a little, and suddenly
I felt this warm enema inside me.  I knew Charles had just
cum in my ass.  I wasn't so naïve that I didn't recognize when
he was cumming in my ass.

	When Charles dismounted, his cock was still hung up
inside my ass for a moment.  George told me to remain still.
He told me that the knot on the dog's cock that locks him
into a bitch would either have to stretch my sphincter or
wait until the swelling goes down.  In the end a little of both
happened when his cock popped out.

 	I couldn't believe George actually allowed his dog to
fuck me.

	I watched Charles simply move to a corner and curl up
on the floor and proceed to lick his own cock until the thing
retracted into the hairy sheath.  When I stood up his cum
ran down the insides of my legs.

	George let me take a shower before I was allowed to
get dressed.  George assured me that he loved me and was
proud that I let Charles fuck me.  I felt awkward about it all.
He joked, "Now you belong to Charles also!"

	I had a lot to think about when I returned to my own
apartment.  I felt weird about it all.  The more I thought
about it the more it aroused me.  I even sprang a boner
thinking about it.  George mean everything to me, and I
wanted to be with him.  I just didn't know if I could accept all
of THIS!  I asked myself if this really happened in life?  Is this
really what other guys do?

	George did convince me to allow Charles to fuck me a
few more times.  As much as I wanted to live with him, but it
came to an end when George wanted me to do something I
was truly uncomfortable with.  I don't even like to think
about what he wanted me to do.  I was not sure I would ever
let another dog fuck me.

	I still wear women's lingerie in private and wish I had
an older man in my life.


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