Date: Wed, 4 Jan 2006 13:58:10 -0800 (PST) From: zoltan z Subject: Banged in my Basement I am lying on the couch in the basement den. I am really, really nervous and as a result I am chugging beers. Been through 3 already and am about to finish the fourth. Boy am I woozy. But still fuckn on edge. And so horny it is unbelievable. Major bone on me and its beginning to juice. But Kobe paces the room paying no attention to my obvious attempts to attract attention. Big, black, muscular and fine. And indifferent to me. You may think this is a basketball star story but it isn't. The reason I am so nervous is that Kobe is a black lab/German Shepard mix of about 3 that we got from the pound. Putting out for dogs is something that a former Eagle Scout, choirboy, and DeMolay member is not supposed to do. I had girlfriends in high school and college and I love to fuck - just not nearly as much as I love to be fucked. And I remember the nasty remarks in college when zoo pictures from the internet were displayed. Further, I have a boyfriend that I am happily coupled with and love men. Why am I so crazed with lust? I do know why I am so ashamed, nervous, and drunk. But no denying it, I am lying here naked except for a pair of briefs - which are pink, licking my lips and attempting to be seductive. I am obviously available for fucking and sucking. Should signal I am gay, right? I switch position and let my legs spread a bit. Then I thrust my ass forward on the couch. I swam on my high school and college teams, played baseball in high school, and in the 18 months since I graduated I work out at a gym. I am smooth, toned, tight. My legs are highly rated, my ass is the traditional bubble butt, and I am considered pretty handsome. Still no response from Kobe, though. He sits down and continues to ignore me. Pants and then flops down on the floor. I lift my legs and present myself for fucking missionary style. Nothing. Finishing Sam Adams 4 I start another. I decide to make a move. I stand up, drop my briefs and waggle my ass. Still nothing. I realize that I am so drunk that I am waggling my ass away from Kobe. Maybe thats why nothing works. I switch around, waggle my ass and try to pull the butt plug I have in me out. I am so drunk I fall over. I carefully kick my undies off my ankles, manage to extract the butt plug, get up on all fours, and wiggle my ass like a crazy puppy. If Kobe were actually human, instead of a dog, I would probably, judging by past experience, be being fucked into the middle of next week by somebody who was boning me so hard his cum would drool out of my mouth. But nothing. It is now or I will never do this, I'm about to lose my courage. And I won't have a chance again soon, my boyf is away on business and will be back soon. I would never think of doing this when he is here, even though the reason I am trying to do it is to develop a way of getting fucked (which I love) when he is not here but without cheating on him - we are supposed to be monogamous. I crawl over, get up and squat on my heels in front of him, pesenting him with my leaky dick - which is standing to attention. This he is interested in. He gets up and starts licking me harder than I already am. I am about to pass out with ecstasy. I look in one of the mirrors, get even hornier, and when he pushes at me I go over, lifting my legs in the classic missionary "take me now" position. This time he moves in and begins to lick my butt, but apparently doesn't like the taste of lube. I watch myself being licked in one of the mirrors that I have set up and that makes me even hornier. I have to be an exhibitionist. When he backs off I get up on my knees and start stroking him. This would be so much easier if he were a man. He would just thrust his dick into my mouth and off we would go. However, Kobe does yip happily. "oh, Baby, talk dirty to me" "You want to fuck this horny boy?" he yips and barks again. "what, blow job first?" I reach under and start jacking him, and gradually he hardens. I gather my courage, take a swig on good old number 5 and dive in. I take it in my mouth, start working my tongue and hope for the best. Eventually its obvious he is leaking. And its very obvious that its hard. I continue to watch myself out of the corner of my eye, stimulated by the sight of toned, tight, 6-packed me blowing a dog. Also by fur rubbing against my cheek, and his claws clicking as he is shifting position on the floor. I pull out, turn around, presenting my ass, look over my shoulder (supposedly the sign that I am willing to be mounted) and slap my ass hard - I like that more than I should, but that's another story. But nothing. I swivel, blow some more and try again, giving the command "fuck me, Kobe, fuck me" while wagging my ass alot more slowly. Still nothing. Of course not - "fuck me Kobe" means nothing to him. And I am a human being, not a dog. Stands to reason. I am getting a bit desperate here. Then I have an inspiration. I remember the statue of the little mermaid in Copenhagen. I give Kobe a command he does know - "Stand Kobe, stand" He does. I reach around and jacking to make sure he is hard. Then I put myself in front of him with my legs drawn up little mermaid style. I am pretty tall (6'6"), and maybe my damm ass was so far up in the air that he wasn't interested. I then let the jacknife position of my legs unfold, lying chest down on the ground with my ass positioned to receive. I slowly lift it up, reach back, guide his dick toward my lubed and stretched hole, and get it in by pushing back. Suddenly nature takes over and he is fucking me. This is fuckn fine - fuckn hard, fuckn fast, fuckn deep. Fuckn great. This goes on for what seems like 5-6 minutes or so. When I begin to feel him swell I drop my ass quickly. I am not ready for tying. He humps away at my crack which I press firmly against him, then seems to swell and orgasm. I am covered with sticky fluids. I had actually spooged vigorously while he took his pleasure with me. So I am a messy, sticky, stretched boy. There was a good bit of pain, but a whole hell of a lot of orgiastic pleasure. He lies on top of me for a long time, then gets up and moves off. My boyfriend is due back in three days, but I doubt I will do this again before he returns. My ass is too sore, my shame is too great. After all, I am feeling mighty fine - nice fucking - and terrible - it was a dog that did me. Still, next night I get in the hot tub and think about developing a life list of breeds that I have sexed with. Like a bird watcher and their lists. I slide a dildo into myself, and think about a fantasy - my boyfriend and ???? a dalmation, a boxer, a chow-chow (love those purple tongues)? One at one end, the other taking up the rear. We will see.