Date: Sat, 25 Jan 2003 14:14:38 -0500 From: Roland Spildew Subject: Why I Wonder if I Am a Pervert Why I Wonder if I Am a Pervert by Roland Spildew -------------------------- 1. This story is erotic fiction. If you read it you will be exposing yourself to depictions of homosexual acts and thoughts intended to arouse the reader. Don't read it if such literature is illegal for you to read in your state or country or if such literature is offensive to you. 2. The characters are fictional and do not depict any actual person, living or dead. 3. If you like the story, you might also like my personal, non-commercial web site where I have some pictures, stories and thoughts devoted to the subject of masturbation: http://fetish.maleserver.com/solosex/ 4. I welcome comments. Email me at spildew@hotmail.com. I'd love to hear what you think. 5. Copyright 2003 by Roland Spildew. ------------------------- Once in a while I will read a porn story about a dog or a horse fucking a human. I can get moderately turned on seeing a picture of a big horse dick I guess, but, at most, that's just some foreplay fantasy. I don't think I ever jerked off to climax thinking about dog cunt or dog dick in girl pussy or boy ass. Nonetheless, I first learned about one of my favorite sexual pleasures from my dog Prince. He was a little mutt of a dog, mostly terrier I guess. Cute, friendly and energetic, he was technically my sister's dog, but he liked me better and he liked to sleep in my room most nights. I started jacking off at a young age, about 10 I'd say, and I was used to Prince being around while I had my bedtime tension-releaser. I would masturbate quietly with the covers over me because my bedroom was next to my parents' and I was afraid they might hear me. When my brother went away to college, though, I got his room at the other end of the house. I could lock my door. I was fifteen. They respected my privacy. That was when I started to strip naked and sprawl out on my bed for my masturbation sessions. I started taking my time and instead of cumming right away, I would get close to the edge of orgasm then hold back. I'd do that a few times before finally blasting my load. I would spread my legs and play with my balls as I lay there in total jerk-off bliss. My eyes would be closed as I visualized Toni Newhouse's tits and pussy and various other high school fuck fantasies, and ok, I admit it, I sometimes thought of jacking off with some of the guys I saw in the gym showers. One night as I was indulging myself, I felt a kind of tickling below my balls. I opened my eyes and looked down between my legs. "Holy fuck!" I said to myself. There was Prince sniffing my ass. I laughed at him and called him a dumb shit dog. "What is it about dogs and asses?" I asked him. Then to my complete surprise he licked me--my ass hole I mean. He actually licked my ass hole. He sniffed some more then licked me again. I liked it. I hadn't realized how sensitive that area was. The feel of his wet tongue lapping at my hole felt incredible. I started jacking again as he kept licking and I came almost immediately. I was already close, but it surprised me how explosive my orgasm was and extra good it felt. I offered him my cum and he licked it off my hand. "Fuck," I thought. "I got a queer dog," and laughed. The following night I stripped, lay down on my bed, put my hands behind my head and spread my legs wide. "Come on Prince," I called, and he jumped up. He looked at me for a second, then went to my ass and started sniffing, then licked me as he had the night before. I wanted to take my time this night, do a nice long j/o while Prince licked me out. But after a little bit, he lost interest and curled up at the bottom of the bed to go to sleep. The next night I timed it better and didn't let him lick me until I was about ready to cum. Then the day after that I deliberately didn't wipe myself very well when I took a shit, and that night my hunch paid off. Prince really went for my ass then and licked it longer. I relaxed my hole and let him lap at it. Fuck that felt good. I started fingering my ass then too. Prince licked my ass and ate my cum fairly regularly after that. I was afraid he might try to sniff my ass when I was in front of the family, but I pushed him away the first time he tried it and he never did it again outside the bedroom. And that's how my dog Prince introduced me to rimming. I had a cousin, Ricky, who was a year younger than I. He and his family would visit from the next state over about once or twice a year, or my family would visit them. Since we were about the same age, we had to share a bed. We discovered pretty early on that we both liked to jack off before we went to sleep, so we would jack off together. As we got older Ricky started to try to touch me and stuff, but I told him that was too queer, and I wouldn't let him. And no, I never told him about Prince, and I didn't let Prince stay in my room when Ricky was visiting. I was afraid he'd think I was weird, a pervert. Then one night (I must've been about sixteen) he asked me if I had ever had a blow job. I almost lied and said my girlfriend had done it, but I decided I should just be honest for once and just said no. I dreamed about her sucking me off though. My best friend, Jeff, said his girlfriend had done it to him and my cock went hard with envy. I told Ricky about Jeff and his girlfriend and my own desire. We were playing with ourselves at that point, but not really stroking off. He hesitated for a minute then said, "I'll do it to you if you do it to me." I grinned. "No way, man. I will never be a cocksucker. Anyway, my brother would kill me." We did our usual jack off then and went to sleep. The next night, when we started play time, he blurted out, "I'd like to try it." "What?" I asked. "A blow job." "Yeah, me too. I'd love to get sucked." "No. I mean I'll do it to you." "I told you, man. No. I will not suck cock." I was stern, then I grinned. "I'll eat pussy though. I'd love to try that sometime." His face remained serious though. "You don't have to suck me. Just let me do it to you and you can tell me what it's like." I didn't say anything. "Ok?" "Are you sure, Ricky?" I looked him in the eye. "Are you sure?" I could barely hear him, but he definitely said, "yeah." "Ok man. I'm game. You want to suck me, go right ahead." I put my hands behind my head and leaned back. I still wasn't sure he would actually do it. My cock was steel rod hard, though. He got down between my legs (I just couldn't help thinking of Prince as I spread out), bent over and took it in his mouth. It hurt. "Watch your damn teeth, dude." I told him. He got better at keeping his teeth out of the way and my cock really started to feel nice, really nice. His mouth and throat and tongue were wet and hot and smooth. I closed my eyes and had thoughts of Toni Newhouse again and how I'd love it if her mouth were sucking on me. But I was happy with Ricky too. He was really doing a good job though he made gagging sounds every now and then, but I was going for the prize and just said, "suck it. suck it down Ricky....yeah...suck that cock." I told him I was going to cum, but he kept sucking and it was a pure pleasure to unload my spunk into his mouth hole. I told him how awesome that felt, then turned onto my side, feeling the bed move rhythmically as Ricky finished himself off. I think I was just falling asleep as he came. So the rest of that visit he sucked me off each night and I loved it, and I guess he must have loved it too since he kept doing it. After he went home, I thought about it and talked to Jeff about it and we decided that Ricky was definitely queer. And Jeff opined that since my girlfriend wouldn't do it, it was all right to find out what it was like with Ricky, but I shouldn't get to liking it too much with a guy. I agreed of course. And I didn't do it with guys, but when Prince would hop up on the bed and start lapping at my delicious ass, deliciously nasty for him I might add, I started to wonder what it would feel like if Ricky moved down from cock to asshole. More and more I thought of that. Sometimes it would even interrupt my fantasies about Toni Newhouse's tits. So when we went to Ricky's place for Thanksgiving that year, and Ricky asked if I wanted him to blow me, I said no. He was crushed. I could see it in his face. "Didn't you like it when I did it?" he asked. "Yeah, but..." "Well, if you like it..." "It's queer, Ricky.You shouldn't do that queer stuff." "I don't care about that shit. That's just bullshit dude. I say, if it feels good do it. That's all. I mean if there was pussy here for you to fuck and you wanted me to blow you instead, that might be queer. But look around dude. Do you see any pussy?" "You got a point," I said, pulling my pants off and laying back on his bed. "Damn straight I do," he said, laughing. He got naked too, then got between my legs and held my cock at the base and stared at it for a second. It even looked like he was sniffing it almost, like Prince. "You know, anybody who likes cock as much as you has to be a faggot," I told him, grinning. "I told you, man. I don't believe in that bullshit. I just like feeling good. And for you to feel good." "Oh yeah," I moaned as my cock entered his hot wet mouth. "That feels good." He sucked on me for a while and I could tell he was getting off on sucking me at least as much as I was getting off on getting sucked. I really had to concentrate to keep from cumming too soon. My legs were spread wide open. "What about my balls man?" I asked him. He obliged me by licking and sucking my hot oval nuts. "Oh yeah, that's good." I told him. I was watching him while he worked his mouth on my genitals. After a little bit, I said, "Go a little lower man. That little ridge under my balls. I love that. Suck on that a little, ok?" and he went to it. My ass hole was twitching with excitement, knowing he was so close. I could see him going farther and wanted his mouth down there now, more that anything. My voice was low and guttural as I said, "Lower, ok?" He looked up and said, "No way, Jose," and laughed, then went back to my cock. I came in his mouth later and rolled over and went to sleep as before, but as I slipped into my dreams, I couldn't stop thinking about his tongue going lower. The next night, he reached for my cock and I grabbed his hand. "Not so fast, man." "Aw come on, dude. Don't start that again." "Ok. But there's something I want from you," I told him. "Name it." "You might not like it," I told him. He shrugged his shoulders noncommitally. "All I'm asking is that you try it once. Just one single time." He hesitated for a moment. "Your ass," he said. "I know it's weird, Ricky. But I can't stop thinking about it. You would really do me a huge favor if you would lick it. I just want to know what it would be like. I know it's perverted, but you're a perverted fuck yourself, so you should understand." He didn't say anything for a minute. Then, "It's got to be clean. I mean totally clean." "It is man. I just took a shower and I totally soaped it and washed it. Really. I swear." I could see I had him. "You want this cock Ricky. I'll never tell anybody. Really. No one will ever know. Do it, ok? Do it Ricky. Do it the way you do my cock. Come on man." I pushed him down towards my cock. "Come on. Just try it this once...." He was on my cock now, and I let him suck on it for a while, muttering encouraging words, telling him how good it felt and what a talented mouth he had. I talked to him about how good it was going to feel to have his mouth kissing my ass and how I bet he would like it too, how it would sort of be like eating pussy, and how I bet that if he loved eating cock, he was really going to love eating ass. He worked his way down to my balls and sucked on them for a while, then down to the ridge and all the time my legs were wide and I was talking him on, telling him how good he was and how good he made me feel and I could feel his mouth getting closer and closer, his wet hot tongue reaching down over his lower lip and just barely touching the edge of my ass hole. "Do it," I urged him. "Do it, Ricky. Kiss my ass Ricky. Lick it. Lick my ass hole," and his mouth plunged down then and I let out a groan of ecstatic satisfaction. It was so hot and good and nasty to have his teen boy mouth on my ass, licking it. "Oh fuck," I said, "Eat it. Eat it out. Stick your tongue up there. French kiss my asshole Ricky." I grabbed my legs beneath my knees and pulled them all the way up. "Fuck that feels good," I told him and I think my enthusiasm was getting to him because he was really working his tongue in now, totally committed to my ass hole and making it hum. I was groaning and he reached up and touched my cock and gave it a couple of jerks and I was shooting what seemed like gallons of white hot jiz. He immediately moved onto my cock to get my load (understandably and I don't blame him, but I would have liked to have felt his tongue working my ass all the way through it, but you can't have everything.) and I shot the rest of it into his mouth. "Fuck that was amazing. Totally awesome, dude!" I told him as he jacked off onto my cock. He came on me then licked his cum off me. Afterwards I rolled over and went to sleep, truly, completely satisfied. I knew Ricky would love it once he tried it, and I was right. That night turned Ricky into a confirmed ass-kisser. The next night it didn't take any urging from me for him to attack my ass. And the next night and the next. The last night of my stay, when I took my shower, I deliberately neglected my ass, leaving it a little funky and nasty for him just to see. I made sure I could watch his face when he dove in that night. He looked surprised at first, then suddenly groaned, mumbled something into my hole and proceeded to tongue me with all his might. "Fuckin' pervert," I called him as I jacked my dick and watch his sweet face eat my funky hole. His eyes met mine as he pushed his tongue into my hole. It was one of the hottest moments of my life. I'll never forget it. So that's what happened (and continues to happen). I get worried though. My girl friend finally gave in and let me start fucking her this year. But sometimes I think I like getting my ass sucked by Ricky more than I like fucking her. So am I a pervert too, like Ricky, only the other side of the coin so to speak? Maybe? I don't know.