Date: Fri, 31 May 2019 17:19:53 +0200 From: Michael Arno Subject: Boys, Dogs and Dads Part 33 This story is pure fiction, and the contents should remain fiction. It contains sex acts between men, boys and dogs. Do not read it if this subject matter upsets you. Just stop and go somewhere else. Comments at succumballs@gmail.com AND EVERYONE, DON'T FORGET... DONATE DONATE PLEASE EVERYONE, DONATE TO NIFTY. If you return to this site regularly, leave a little donation in the tin cup. Any amount would be appreciated. The hungry would love to eat - cock needs $$. so DONATE SOMETHING Go to the top of Nifty Page to DONATE some $$. Money makes the cock grow fonder. Boys, Dogs and Dads Part 33 At home Lance called out, "Anybody home?" In the kitchen his mother Sue making tuna salad. She wore just a thin house robe and her delicate white leather dog collar. He grinned at her and then turned to Alan. "Mama's in bitch mode." He grinned, and then to his mother, "I see you're ready to go." "Well, you know how Saturday afternoons are, Lance. Sir." She fingered her collar. "Your father and I were hoping you'd want a session. Hi, Buddy. Nice to have you too." "Where's the dog? Loco?" When Lance called the dog came scampering up the basement stairs and stuck his nose in his master's crotch. "Good doggie." He patted the dog's head. "You didn't bring Lucky with you, did you, Buddy?" "No. He's all fucked out anyway." "I see." She looked at her son. "Your father's in the basement cleaning the kennel room. Just in case." She rubbed her pussy. "Sir." "This is Alan, by the way. He's a real eager bitch boy. This is my mom, Alan. She'll such anyone." Lance unwound the leash around Alan's neck. "Suck his cock, mom." "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir." Sue got on her knees and undid Alan's pants. Alan stood stone still as this woman pulled out his cock and began sucking him. "Oh, my god, that feels really good." He pulled her head over his shaft and gagged her. She took it and rubbed her cunt. Loco started licking her. "Don't worry about that." Lance said when Alan watched the woman spread her legs. "Daddy boy or the dog takes care of her so you don't have to worry. Unless you want to fuck her. You can if you want. She'll take a cock anywhere she's told to. I've been working on her ass lately, I mean when I do her at all, which isn't so often." Alan looked around the room. "Sure. Whatever." He didn't know what to think. He just held bitch mama's head and fucked down her throat. "Take your clothes off, Alan." Buddy began to strip. "Yes, Sir." Alan stripped as the woman sucked him rock hard. "God, she's a real good cocksucker." Sue loved hearing that and doubled her efforts, licking the balls, fingering the sticky anus. "Wow. Great body, Alan." Buddy rubbed his rippled belly and sucked a nipple. "Turn around and show us your ass." Alan looked from Buddy to Lance. "Do it. Turn around." Lance commanded. When he turned Sue's mouth followed his cock. Lance fingered his sticky hole "You want to suck his ass, mama." Sue slurped in Alan's hairy balls as she jacked his shaft. "If you want, Sir. I would love to." Her finger met her son's at the college man's anus. Lance tugged at the leash clipped to Alan's dog collar to get his attention. The new man stood half dazed with a woman's mouth on his balls and Lance's finger up his ass. "You don't mind my mother being around, do you, Alan?" "No, Sir. I've --, I've fucked a few girls already." "Have you?" Lance grinned, stepped behind his new man bitch and slid his thick cock up the gooey ass again. "Oh my god, Lance. Oh my god damn ass. Don't make me come in her mouth." "Why not? She loves that." Lance pulled his shaft out. "Turn around and let the bitch eat your ass." "Yes, Sir." Alan stepped out of his pants, turned and spread his ass cheeks. Sue dug her face into the sticky crack, lapping up all the cum that stuck to the cheeks. "This bitch is really good." He reached behind and pulled her face tight to his ass crack. "Oh my fucking god. Eat my fucking ass, you cum slut." "Oh yes, Sir." Sue loved hearing that and dug deeper, wiggling her face into the ass hole as she reached around and jacked his cock. "May he get down on all fours, Master?" Sue asked her son. "I can get in his ass better that way." "Let's go downstairs, mama." Lance finished taking off his clothes. Alan stared at the beautiful body and bent down to suck the perfect cock as Sue stood up, but his leash was pulled away and the end whipped lightly over his ass. "Bend over, bitch mama." When she did he said, "Fuck her, Alan." "Yes, Sir." Alan turned to the woman who had turned with her hands on her knees presenting herself to his drooling cock. "Which --, where --, which hole, Sir?" He stroked his thick, wet cock shaft. "Anywhere you want. I don't care." Lance stroked Buddy's huge cock and fingered his ass. "Just don't come until I tell you." "In my pussy. Do my pussy first. Please." Sue bent over further, reached for Alan's thick seven inch shaft and pulled it to her slit. "Yes, Sir." Alan fucked up into her cunt. "Oh my god damn." He sighed as she pulled his low hanging testicles and tried to force them into her cunt. Lance turned Buddy and slowly slid his fat eight inches into his lover's dog creamed anus. "I love you, Buddy. Love fucking your ass too." "I know, Lanny." He rocked his hips. "And it's all yours. As much as you want." "Let's go downstairs and see what daddy's up to." He slipped his shaft out of Buddy's warm anus. His mother was immediately there to lick the ass slick from her son's wonderful shaft. As she bent over Lance snapped his fingers at Alan and pointed to his mother's rump. Alan came up behind and slid his cock into her cunt gain. "Good boy. Good boy. Fuck my pussy. Fuck my pussy. Harder." Sue chanted. Lance knew what was happening and gagged her hard just as she had a violent orgasm. "Fuck her ass." He commanded. Alan immediately pulled out of her spasming cunt and rammed up her anus that clenched and pulled at his cock shaft. When he began to pump the bitch Lance pulled on his leash. "Do not come, ass hole." "Sorry, Sir." And he pulled out of her anus. "Now you two scamper on down to daddy." His mother, on hands and feet, ass in the air, scampered across the kitchen floor to the basement stairs. Alan watched for a second and followed the woman knowing he was just as strange but felt wonderful and happy in his new role. In the basement Lance's father Sal sat back on his knees on the floor. Naked with just his steel choke chain collar he raised his hands under his chin like paws and panted at his beloved master son. Sue and Alan sat on round dog beds and waited.Loco ran down followed by Lance and Buddy. All were naked and ready. "Hey, Daddy boy. Got you collar on again. Looks good. Did Digger put it on for you?" He tossed his father's hair. "Yes, Master. I did ti for you. On casual Fridays I hang my old army dog tags on it. People respect me for that, and the other, the ones who know what it's about, well, they keep me busy." "You mean fun in the toilet, daddy boy?" Lance sat on a couch and stroked the dog's belly between his legs. "What I meant, son, was that after Lars in the mail room fucked me in the 2nd floor toilet and made me drink the water like a dog, he told a few of his fuck friends, and now I have to service sometimes a dozen a week." Sal smiled up at his son master. "That sounds like it worked out just fine." Buddy sat next to Lance and gently rubbed the dog's anus. "Yes, Sir. Sometimes it's just a quick toilet blow job, but often I get a good fucking in the building's basement store room. I didn't even know it was there and set up for that sort of thing." "What sort of thing?" Lance stroked the dog's sheath as the animal licked his cock drool. "You like that, Loco boy?" "Well, there's a couch and bed, paper towels and lube, and a toilet. It's just what you need. Last week I got used pretty hard by the head of Astascam Corp, That's the umbrella company that owns us all. He's visiting from London, married, like most of them are actually, so is very discreet, and very rich." Buddy laughed. "So, did he pay you for licking his ass? What's this guy's name?" "Not exactly, Sir. It's Carlo. Carlo Goburst." Sal reached for his pile of clothes. "He just took this off and gave it to me to remember him by." He pulled a beautiful Jeager-LeCoultre gold watch from his pants' pocket. "Wow." Buddy took it. "It looks expensive." He sat on the couch and clicked his tongue at Alan who crawled over and started licking the thick six inch soft fuck organ. "He said it was." Sal glowed with pride. "And when I told him I was going to give it to my son and master he said he really wanted to meet you. He's still in town this weekend if you want to, Lance." "Meet him for what?" Lance stroked the hardening meat in the dog sheath. "Well, Sir. I told him about you, both of you actually. And me, how I was the kennel boss until you took over. How handsome you both are, how hung. That interested him a lot." Sal looked at his son wondering if he's done the wrong thing. "Lance, I love you so much. Please don't be mad." "Go on." Lance commanded. "Well, Sir, he said if you would condescend to meet him, that's his word, that he would bring a new collar for you to put on him. That is, if you're everything I said you were. And you are, Lance. Both of you are. Even more than I could describe. He's staying at the Four Seasons and invited us for drinks tonight or tomorrow." "Where's he now." Lance clicked his tongue, and his father crawled over and sucked in his cock. "Good boy." "In the office still, Master." Sal lapped at his son's thick organ that had just begun to drip. "Call him and tell him we'll be right over." "I can't do that, son. He's the big boss." Sal looked up worried. "I'll do it. Give me the number." Lance ran his fingers through his father's thick black hair as he dialled. "Is this Carlo Goburst?" "Who's calling, please." Even the secretary had a refined accent. "This is Lance, Sal's son." "Just a moment, Sir." "This is Carlo Goburst. What can I do for you, Lance?" "Buddy and I thought we might come over now and see you in your big office." "I thought tonight would be better, actually. Right now is rather awkward." "And I thought about now, just to meet you so we don't waste the whole evening if we don't get on." Lance looked down. "Yeah, get your mouth off my cock and suck my balls now, daddy. That's a good boy." And then back to the phone, "Is that OK, Carlo?" "Oh, oh. I say." Carlo Goburst rubbed his cock. "Are you --, ah?" "I guess we are. Me and Buddy. You want to lick my ass, daddy boy? Like Alan's doing Buddy. Say woof so Carlo knows you're here." "Yes, Sir." Sal said. "Woof, woof, master." "Now lick my ass." Then into the phone. "Daddy boy's real good at obedience." "Yes, Sir." Sal dug into his son's anal crack as Lance held the phone down to him. "I can't get enough of you, Master." "Oh yes, daddy boy likes that. So what do you say, Carlo? We're getting worked up over here." "Oh my." Carlo took out his cock and stroked his thick shaft. "I suppose I should. Yes." Carlo panted. "What do I need to do?" "Nothing. Just some water for the dog. Now go over and suck Buddy's cock, daddy boy." Then to Carlo, "Buddy's got the biggest one I've ever see." "Does he, Sir?" Carlo panted. "I can't have the dog here though." Carlo masturbated as he spoke. "I don't mix work and pleasure." "Suck the dog's ass hole, Alan." Lance snapped his fingers at the college man, and then into the phone, "You mean you never have before." "No, Sir." He sighed as he imagined what the boys were doing. "It's a rule of mine." Alan got down with Loco. "Good doggie." "Is that right?" Lance giggled. "Alan here never did anything but get accidentally fucked by his dog until today, and now he's doing all sorts of new stuff. And Loco's real versatile. Takes it up the ass as much as he likes fucking. And he's got a real big, hot dog cock." "Does he?" Carlo panted as he sat and masturbated. "Don't come yet, ass hole." Lance commanded. "No, Sir. But it --, it. Oh, my. Ah, I suppose it would be all right, just this once. Give my name at the desk in the lobby." Everything in the lobby of Feller Centre was expensive. Lance with Buddy, Alan and the dog took the elevator directly to the executive suites where they were met by a woman in a grey suit who led into a lounge with leather seats and couches. Drinks and different waters were on s side table. When the heavy wood door opened a tall elegant dark man in a Armani suit entered. He looked part Spanish, Caribic Indian, black. With shining black hair and dark skin he was a knock out. Lance smiled. "I'm Lance. Dad didn't say you were so dark, handsome, too. "How very kind of you, Sir." Carlo bowed, eager to make a good impression on the two sexy boy. "You brought the dog." "Well, yeah. We thought that was the game. This is Buddy, by the way. And Alan, he's a new bitch boy of ours. And Loco." At the sound of his name the dog came over and sat, his nose in Lance's crotch. "He's quite beautiful." Carlo bit his lip at the sight of the huge Rottweiler. "I've never --, well, with --, he's such a heavy dog." "Got the biggest cock of any dog I've ever met, too." Buddy grinned at the nervous man. Big balls too. Look. Lie down, Loco." The dog rolled onto his back, his legs splayed. Buddy sat on the leather couch next to him, reach down and gently fondled the giant black testicles. Then he spat into his hand, rubbed Loco's anus and inserted a finger into the fuck hole. "I say. Good lord." Carlo stared, panting, at the beautiful animal's genitals before whispering, "He's --, he's quite special. Well, well trained. I say." "You'll do more than that, Carlo. And you can get naked, Alan." "Right here, Lance." Alan looked at the executive. "We won't be disturbed, young man." "Good." Buddy popped the buttons of his jeans, sat on the leather couch and pulled the huge horse cock no one could resist, then nicked Alan over between his legs. "Oh, my goodness. How --, wonderful." Carlo gasped at the beautiful organ and loosened his tie. He trembled a little waiting for instructions as Alan licked Buddy's wonderful cock and got the jeans down to his ankles. "Looks like you're getting warmed up, Carlo." Buddy grinned as he stroked the huge swelling shaft in Carlo's slacks. "Might want to take some of those clothes off. "Yes, Sir." Carlo sat on a leather chair. "On the floor, Carlo, and keep the shirt and tie on." Lance studied the tall man who sat on the rug where he unlaced his black shoes and stripped off his pants and jacket. "You can unbutton the shirt." "Yes, Sir." Once Carlo was naked except for his shirt held at the neck by the loosened tie Lance sat next to Buddy and clicked his tongue. "Come here, boy." Lance commanded. Carlo crawled on hands and knees across the rug. "Sit." Lance said. "Yes, Sir." Carlo sat back on his keels, his knees spread and his genitals hanging down on the rug. Lance picked them up with his foot and tossed the cock and balls from side to side. "Nice." "Thank you, Sir. I'm glad I please you." Then Lance pressed his foot down onto the heavy testicles until Carlo bit his lip, trembled in pain and whispered, "Please, Sir. Have I misbehaved?" "Not yet. Do you want to?" Lance flopped the sore balls over his foot back. "No, Sir. I want to please you." He looked up at the handsome high school athlete ready to devote himself to every need. Lance pulled the man's fine black hair to his crotch. Carlo immediately slurped in the thick seven inch limp but pulpy fuck organ and swallowed it entirely. "Good boy, Carlo. Now let's see your collar." Carlo slid the stiffening organ out of his throat and kissed the prick head. "Yes, Sir. Thank you so much, Sir. It would be an honour." He scampered over to his briefcase and took out an expensive dog collar. "Wow." Lance showed Buddy the beautiful collar, black like a silk jacket with a white band like a shirt and white bow tie above, all of the finest leather with a gold ring front and back. Then he looked down at the handsome black man. "Looks new." "It is, Sir." Carlo trembled at the two young athletes. "I've never worn it, Sir." "So you'll belong to whoever puts it on you, is that you kennel code?" Lance flopped his cock and balls from side to side. Carlo looked from one boy to the other. "Who'll it be, Carlo. Me or Buddy?" He reached his foot under Carlo's genitals again and tickled the ass pucker. "Oh my lord, oh, oh, Sir." He lifted up and closed his eyes as Lance's big toe slipped into his oiled anus. He gulped and sat back down onto satisfying digit. "Oh, my. Ph my lord." He wiggled his ass hole and looked from one beautiful cock to the other, then from one boy to the other. Hope glowed on his face as he rocked his whole body on the big toe up his ass. Buddy grinned. "It's your call, Lanny." Lance waved the collar at Carlo. "Who'll it be, Carlo? You have a choice here." The elegant man's hands hands went toward both pulpy cocks. His anus sucked the toe inside him as he knelt and stroked the boys' cocks. His eyes begged. "Bo --, both, if I may, Master. Masters. May I serve you both?" Buddy grinned at Lance. "Whatever, Carlo." Carlo Goburst, respected millionaire family man, held both cocks, and then his mouth went from one to the other until Buddy pulled his mouth to his cock root. Carlo took the eight inches of still growing shaft easily. "Soon you're gong to have Buddy's ten inches, Carlo." Lance smiled. "Want that?" Carlo slipped the horse shaft out of his throat, and with a mouthful of prick head he nodded his willingness and swallowed again, wanting to serve, to be used. Buddy rocked his head on his stiffening shaft. When his cock was rock hard he pulled Carlo's nose to his pubic bone. An experienced and devoted cock lover Carlo wrapped his arms around Buddy's waist and gloried in the huge organ throbbing inside him. As his throat rippled and gulped he waited. Buddy held the lips to his cock root, and waited for the beautiful black man to slide off. Finally Carlo gently eased his throat back until he could breathe and pant lightly along the prick head still buried in his throat. He wanted the huge organ to master him. Finally Buddy slid the gulping throat off his shaft. Licking the drool from the cum slit Carlo panted. "Thank you, Master. You make your nigger so happy, Sir." He licked the tip before Lance pulled him to his equally thick eight inch beauty. "Yes, Sir, Master. And please call me nigger when I'm servicing you, Master." He mouth worshipped the two cocks together, bringing them to full stiff glory. "Damn, nigger. You really like that." Buddy stroked the shining hair. "Oh my lords, yes. How wonderful my masters are." His mouth covered both cock heads together. "Yes, Sirs. "I'll be your best nigger." He looked up ready to worship the boys. "Why don't you work on Loco's ass a little, Alan. Get him ready for nigger Carlo here." Buddy looked at Alan. "Yes, Sir." Alan went to the lying dog and licked the white foam off his cock tip before starting on the canine anus. "Carlo ought to do that, don't you think, Lanny?" Buddy stroked his huge shaft. Lance offered his new cock slave his balls. "Lick my balls, Carlo." "Yes, Sir." Carlo slurped both huge testicles into his big mouth. "Man, you can get them both in. Want to suck some dog ass, nigger boy?" "Please, Sir. I've only had dogs on my ass. My former London master liked to see me knotted, but I've never done anything more than that, Sir. Master, please." Carlo worshipped Lance's thick eight inch beauty. "Well, first time for everything, right?" Buddy laughed. "I love your cocks so much, Master." Carlo stroked them both with obvious joy. "Do you?" Buddy buckled the beautiful leather collar around Carlo's neck. "Well, we're going to teach our fancy new nigger boy some new tricks." He got on the floor and planted his mouth on Loco's leathery anus, saving up a lot of spit. Then he pulled Carlo close, forced his mouth open with his fingers and spat into it. "Now, swallow. You know what they say, bitch. Love sucks. True love swallows." Carlo shook in disbelief. He looked from one boy to the other, then closed his eyes. He felt trapped, elated, thrilled and frightened all at once. Finally he whispered, "I never have, Sir." "His ass is as clean as you are, nigger." Then he kissed Carlo. "You got nice soft, full lips, Carlo. Loco's going to like them sucking his ass hole. He pushed the man's face to the dog's hairy tail. "Suck it, nigger boy." Carlo tingled all over. Knowing what lust always did to him he stared at the wet anus. "I never have, Master, Sir." The pulsating fleshy hole lured him closer. Forbidden lust weakened his will. He panted. "I'm not going to call you nigger anymore, Carlo." Lance gave his face a gentle love slap. "Since you won't play with our dog, I don't know --." "I don't mean to displease you, Master." He stared at the dog's grey anus and trembled with yet another secret act he would perform. "I want to be a good nigger, Master." He looked from one glorious cock to the other. "I do so want to serve you both." He looked at the waiting dog anus again and bit his lip. He was drawn to it now, tempted by the shame his wife would feel if she knew. "Well, then?" Buddy stroked his ten inch horse cock, then smeared the drooling cum slit over Carlo's face. "This nigger bitch wants it. Yes he does." "Oh, master. I --, I do. I will --, I will please --. Please, Master." Naked and panting for cock Carlo's mouth slobbered toward Buddy's horse shaft but was pushed away from the glorious boy cock. He looked down at Loco on his back. The strong, masculine animal waited patiently, the long full sheath above two full caramel and black fur covered testicles. And then the the steel grey anus, glistening with boy spit, puckered like a mouth, throbbing for a kiss. He knew his kiss that would bring more pleasure to him and his masters than any kiss his wife ever could. A surge of spiritual desire swept over him as he watched the grey anus swell and loosen. As the testicles rolled in their sack and stirred the semen within Carlo bent forward. PLEASE DONATE SOMETHING TO NIFTY.!!!