Date: Tue, 18 Feb 2014 22:01:10 -0800 (PST)
From: Mikhail Conrad <mikhailconrad@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bred Big part 2

This is a story about sex between adult men and male dogs. If that offends
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Archive;'Bred Big #2'{Mikhail Conrad}( MM~Mdog  anal best relu )[2!?]

Part 2

    Chad took one step further and stood staring at me bug-eyed, mouth
agape. I felt my face heat up instantly as a crimson blush of shame and
embarrassment went from my face down through my whole body. I felt so
humiliated that I thought my blushing would go right through me to Volken
and his knot, but it didn't even phase the huge dog. He just stood ass to
ass with me and delivered another long squirt of canine cum up my
stretched-out fuck hole.

   "It was an accident," I blurted out panicking, "I can explain."

    "Sure you can, but it doesn't look like explanation time here," the
blond hunk responded with a slight smile, "Are you okay?"

   His look of concern relaxed my fears somewhat. I took in the scene in
one of those instant flash moments of awareness. Chad was dressed in grey
mesh athletic shorts along with a white tee shirt bearing that well known
picture of Albert Einstein's face. He was in white tennis shoes with white
ankle socks, a real jock-type dream guy. His left hand was on the top of
Volken's head. I swear I saw his crotch bulge swell as he stood there
waiting my answer.

  "I don't know man. I think so. I'm just so...,"my emotions caught up to
me as I choked out my reply, with the rottie delivering another load of his
heated doggie spooge, pulsing past my prostate, it made my hard cock jump
again in a jolt of fuck pleasure.

   "Okay then, I'm just gonna check you out, make sure there are no
apparent signs of damage," he said, "That alright with you?"

    "Uh, sure," I answered completely caught off guard by his ever so cool
reaction.

    He knelt down, taking Volken by the collar with one hand and inspected
my ass. He ran his free hand around my hole feeling the tight tie with the
big dog's flexure (that's the flexible shaft behind the knot) slipping a
finger inside my hole to the knot. His hand felt down my perineum to my nut
sack and he gave my cock a squeeze causing it to ooze a glob of cum,
pulling his hand back, he inspected it. Looking back at him I could see
that it was slimy with fuck juices, mine and Volken's.

    "Well there's no blood. That's good. There is a lot of cum here and it
isn't all Volken's so you can't be that bad off. Can you get up on all
fours for me?"

    "My hand is caught in the vent hole Chad. That's what started all
this. I know it doesn't look good but I can explain all of it," I managed
to get out as I moaned my ecstasy from his touch and another gush from the
swollen slab of meat up my chute.

    "Hmmm...who says it doesn't look good? If your hand and arm are okay
for now..., are they?" he asked.

    "Yeah, but I think I scratched it on something when Volken grabbed me
and drove his piece up my butt," I answered.

    "Is it bleeding?"

    "No, not now, just a trickle when it happened and it stopped almost
instantly," my response came out around a groan of lust as I received
another animal jizz injection from Volken's throbbing cock.

    The warm loads were filling me up and the feelings were keeping me
erect and sex-crazed even with this degrading situation. It just felt soooo
good! I was completely jammed full of wet hard dog cock and knot. My
asshole was stretched to the point of pain. It was a kind of pain that
teetered across orgasmic pleasure every time the dog's schlong shot a
stream of fuck fluids up in me.

    "Then I think you just need to stay right there and take your fucking
like a good bitch," Chad said grinning at me, "He's got you knotted big
time. You've already cum hard once and your dick is solid as a rock. Just
put your head down and enjoy it. Volken is really the one in charge of this
right now. I'll get you a pillow."

    "Twice," I said as he stood up.

    "That's just damn fuckin' hot," he said walking out the door to the bed
room.

    He wasn't gone more than ten seconds when he reappeared with a bed
pillow in one hand, still holding his other spermy wet hand out. He knelt
down again by me sliding the pillow under my head.

    "Really fuckin' hot," he whispered to me putting his fuck slimed hand
to his mouth and licking the oozings off of it.

    The lascivious look in his eyes threw me for a loop. I was stunned and
quite a bit relieved by his behavior. This guy was not just stud hot, he
was totally cool and composed, taking in the bizarre scene and making it
okay. No, it wasn't just okay, it was better, way better. He proceeded to
start to feel me up, running his hands across me, massaging my neck,
shoulders, back, and butt cheeks. My hard cock jumped at his strong
touch. He reached under me with one hand, the one that was still spit wet
from his licking mine and Volken's cum off, and began to work my right
nipple. His other hand reached around my waist and grabbed my jumping cock,
squeezing and stroking it. His face was right next to mine. What could I
do? I opened my mouth and went to devouring his mouth and lips, running my
tongue across them with a fiendish passion. He responded opening his
luscious lips and our tongues engaged in a man to man kiss that drove me to
start writhing on the massive piece of dog flesh lodged up my ass. I felt
my orgasm building fast. Chad felt it too, through my engorged cock. He let
go of me, laid down, and slid underneath my crotch in one fast move. His
hot mouth engulfed my rod, swallowing it to my pubes just as I blew my
third load of the day. I could feel his throat muscles working my shooting
cock as I squirmed on Volken's fuck pole. He took every drop, came up
licking his lips. He sat there looking at me. The big Rottweiler was
panting in sync with me, me from my nutting, the dog from his long hard
breeding of my ass.

    I could see a mound in Chad's mesh shorts that looked to be hard and it
jerked as I watched him look at me. His blond hair was mussed from the suck
job he just gave me.

    He crossed his legs Indian fashion and said, "I thought you might be
marriage material when I met you, but I see that you already tied the
knot."

  That made me laugh. His smile was warm and friendly backed by a fair
amount of lust. He went back to his knees and his massaging of my neck and
shoulders. That brought his bulging package closer to me.

    "I could take care of that for you," I said to him, nodding with my
head to his crotch.

    "Let's just make this one about you," he replied, "I just want to make
this an experience for you and not a nightmare. Besides, after Volken has
finished breeding your hot ass I really want to hear the whole story. I
think I'm jealous. How long since he knotted you?"

    "I'm not sure. It was just after 2 when I dropped the key and it went
down the vent, "I answered.

    Chad leaned back to look through the door into the bed room.

    "It's just past 3 now," he stated, "Volken delivers a big load when he
breeds, big even for a dog. I guess you've got another 15 minutes or
so. Just relax and get bred. It's not like you're going anywhere till he's
through."

    He continued to rub my shoulders. I took his advice, closed my eyes and
rested my head on the pillow, occasionally working my ass into the fuck
breeding that Volken continued to deliver. As Chad kept up his relaxing
body rub I felt his own hard crotch knot brush up against me from time to
time. He didn't grind it into me, not once. He just made sure I felt
relaxed and at ease as the squirting in my tightly knotted ass slowly
diminished.

    The next experience came when Volken gave out a deep gruff moan and
pulled away from me. His big knot gave a jerk to my stuffed hole that sent
an unpleasant burning sensation through my asshole ring.

    "OH SHIT!" I yelled, jerking my head up, "He's trying to yank my ass
open!"

    Chad quickly reached back and grabbed the rottie's collar stroking the
dog's neck and flanks.

    "I've got this," he said to me, "Relax and I'll handle it, just go with
it and do as I say. He's about ready to release you."

    "Okay man, it just hurt and surprised me," I said as I calmed down,
"This is a freaking weird new thing for me."

    "Volken is usually a very patient breeder, in fact all of Keith's dogs
are. He trains them that way. He'll stay ass to ass with you until his cock
slides out on its own. When it does come out you need to be prepared for a
gush of his cum to follow it out your hole. He's filled you up by now and
you're so stretched and loose from his big cock and knot that you won't be
able to hold it all."

    "You're telling me? " I said sarcastically, "I feel like I've been
pumped full of a gallon of cum."

    "Not that much," Chad said with a grin, "But it's more than a man cums
by a lot, and more than most dogs for that matter. Volken is a cum machine
when it comes to dogs, pun intended. You should start to feel him shrinking
any time now. I'm going to get him to lie down, just let your beautiful
butt down with him as he goes. Okay, you ready?"

    "Ready as I'll ever be, I guess. Let's do it."

    Chad petted Volken and started talking to him, telling him what a good
dog he was and how he gave such a good fuck to his bitch, filling him (that
would be me) up with such a big load of dog juice. As he did this he
brought the dog's head down encouraging him to sit. Volken turned his head
and looked back at me joined to him by his no longer spewing knot. He took
a half step back and lowered his rump to the floor. I eased my own back end
down with him and we were laid out on the floor. I stretched my legs out
groaning and realizing how stiff and cramped they were from the long drawn
out fuck and breeding. Chad slid the big rottie back toward me and I bent
at the waist coming up tight to the dog's ass, no pull at all. The blond
stud looked us both over and started in massaging my aching legs and
thighs. Volken gave out a sigh and his stub started wagging. I could feel
his knot move slightly inside me twisting to account for the change in
positions. Its pressure on my button was still keeping my fat cock hard and
making me tingle from the forbidden sex act.

    "Now Mark, just lie there and relax again. You're probably all stiff
from being on your knees for so long, you should be thankful the bath mat
was here and it looks like your towel took the brunt off Volken's dew
claws"

   "It did," I murmured, "But the bath mat wasn't here."

   "Oh, then how did it get here with your arm stuck in the vent and your
sexy butt stuck to that knot?" he asked.

    "Volken brought it to me right before he fucked my brains out," I
answered as I flexed my cock stuffed asshole to see if the knot felt any
smaller. It did.

    "Now I'd call that one considerate dog," Chad laughed, "He brought you
a mat to cushion your knees so he could screw your hot sexy ass."

    "It wasn't quite like that," I said back, "I had my arm caught in the
vent and...oh fuck!"

    Just as I started to clarify the mat situation I felt Volken's knot
going down fast. In just a few seconds it had gone down to the size of his
still thick cock and I could feel the whole wet cummy mass start to slide
from my used loose hole. It just flowed out of me leaving me with a bit of
emptiness as a gush of dog fuck fluid came right out along with it. The
rush of watery canine cum ran out my gaping hole dousing my balls and thigh
to end up seeping into the mat under my all fucked out ass. Volken got up
and went across the bathroom to sit down in front of the shower/tub where
he proceeded to lick his cum from a cock that I now saw had to be at least
7" hanging from his wet sheath. That didn't include the part with the knot
that had gone down and already resheathed itself. I just stared as the big
dog licked his meat as it drew itself back into its hair coated hiding
place.

    I was brought back from this hypnotic sight by Chad standing and
pulling his shirt off over his head. As the tee came off, my eyes followed
it up his sculpted abs with a tawny colored treasure trail, to his hard
pecs covered with the same hair but having golden highlights that glinted
in the bathroom light. He dropped the shirt to the floor and got down on
the floor with me.

    `Oh shit!' I thought, `He's gonna fuck me. I can't take it.'

    He grabbed my hips, gently turning me from my side onto my stomach,
taking care to watch out for my trapped arm.
    "Uh, Chad," I said, "Could we like do this some other..."

    "Hush!" he whispered, and spreading my butt cheeks with both hands he
plunged his face into my dog juiced ass, sucking, licking, eating his way
as far as he could up my hole. I gasped in pleasure as he used his mouth to
clean my open hole. He used his tongue and lips down my thighs and back up,
licking up all the cum he could find. His strong hands grabbed my hips,
raising them up so he could give the same attention to my balls and
sack. When he had slurped up all the cum residue he could find, he scooted
over and knelt beside me.

    "Feel better now?" he asked with a look of hesitation.

    "That was unbelievable Chad. But you didn't have to eat dog sperm to
make me feel okay about this," I said guiltily.

    The hesitant look turned into the sexy grin I was beginning to expect
from this hunk as he leaned down and planted his mouth on mine. The kiss
was wet. As I opened my mouth to tongue wrestle him I got my first taste of
dog jizz. It was slightly nutty, salty, and musky, like man cream, but
not. It wasn't bad, just different. In fact it was good, at least when
coupled with mouth to mouth from a blond Nordic hunk like Chad.

   "Now let's see about getting you loose from your other lock up," He
said, rising to stand, "I'm gonna go get some tools and a flashlight. I'll
be right back. I'm also shutting the door and leaving Volken in here with
you. Don't worry, he's all fucked out at least for an hour and I'll be back
way before then. There's no sense in letting the other dogs get all worked
up smelling the sex scents mixed with you. Be right back."

    And he was gone shutting the bathroom door behind him leaving me to my
own thoughts about what had just happened. And man oh man was my mind a
whirlwind with those thoughts. This had been the most intense, hot,
strange, guilty, lustful, shameful, pleasurable, degrading, orgasmic sexual
experience of my life. My thoughts and feelings were a mish-mash jumble
careening around in my head. I knew I had to get it together before Chad
came back. And then, just thinking about Chad with his shirt lying not
three feet away set everything to tumbling about in my mind even more.


    Chad pulled the bathroom door shut behind him heading for the garage
and the tool box he knew Keith kept there. He could feel his own seven and
a half hard-on bent in his jockstrap threatening to rip through the
pouch. His balls were drawn up in the jock tight. He didn't dare reach in
and adjust himself for fear he'd shoot off with just a touch. It was the
most powerful erection he'd had in a long time and he'd be damned if he was
gonna waste it on his hand. The scene he had just left with Mark and Volken
was the hottest horniest thing he had ever walked in on. It had set his
hormones cascading through his body. Mark was absolutely the best looking
man he had ever laid eyes, hands, or mouth on. The guy had a gym toned body
to go with his dynamic emerald green eyes and fine slightly rounded tight
ass. He had even described a fantasy dream to Keith with a guy in it so
much like Mark it was uncanny. No wonder Keith had laughed so much. Mark
was totally Chad's dream fuck and his only regret with the whole thing was
that Volken got him first. Damn that dog!

    When he got to the kitchen, Chad grabbed his cell off the counter where
he had placed it along with his keys when he came in looking for the
gorgeous house sitter. He opened up his contact list and picked one as he
opened the door to the garage. On the second ring he got an answer just as
he flipped on the garage light switch.

    "Hey Chad, whassup?" a deep voice came from the phone.

    "Hi Justin," Chad replied, "I've got a situation here at Keith's place
and I want your help."

    "Okay buddy, what's the crisis? Emory just got here and we were about
to have a brew."

    "That's even better, I could use the both of you. Are the two of you up
for a long night education session?" Chad asked as he located the tool box
on its shelf.

    "I don't know. What kind of education?" he asked.

    "Dog breeding. I have a guy here, Keith's best friend.  He's house
sitting so Keith could go to Italy and help out with his dad," He began
explaining, "I came over to see to the dogs and you're never going to
believe what I walked in and found."

    "I'm hooked man, what did you find?" Justin asked.

    "The dude was on the bathroom floor with his arm caught in the AC vent
and VOLKEN fully knotted up his ass breeding him like a bitch in heat."

    "No shit man? Does Keith know his best friend does dog? Volken? He must
be leaking dog cum like a faucet."

    "Slow down," Chad said, "Here's how I see it. He didn't mean to get dog
fucked. Volken just saw a prime ass flagging him and he jumped it. The
guy's kinda in shock right now. As for Keith, I'm sure he doesn't know, he
told me about his friend and how fucking hot he is. He didn't tell me the
guy was one of the most beautiful handsome studs walking the planet, but
the one thing he said that might cool my jets was that this guy, Mark, was
real vanilla when it came to sex. And that's why I need you tonight, this
stud needs some flavoring."

   "I'm ready, hold on a sec." Justin's voice got distant as Chad heard him
yell, "Emory you up for a night to remember?"

    A couple of seconds later Justin was back.

    "Em's all for it. Whatcha want us to do?"

    "Cool, first I want you to go to the shop and get the van. The keys are
in one of those magnet slide boxes under the right front bumper." Chad
explained. "Then go by my place and get Tokki, oh and you had better bring
both of your dogs too. They all get along with Keith's pack."

    "That it?" Justin asked.

    "Then get your asses over here. Drive around back and come in the
basement door with the dogs, I'll make sure it's open. You know the gate
code?"

    "Yep, sure do."

    "That's it then," Chad said, "Shoot me a text when you get here. By
tomorrow morning this stud man is going to know all about taking dog cock."

    "I know he will," Justin chuckled as he hung up.

    Chad had set his impromptu plan in action. Right now he had to get Mark
detached from that vent duct. He hoped it would be as easy as getting him
detached from Volken. That thought made him chuckle himself as he turned
off the garage light and shut the door. Reaching in the kitchen drawer by
the door he got a mag-beam flashlight Keith kept there and turned to go
back upstairs.

    The clatter of dog paws on wood got Chad's attention when all four of
the other dogs made an appearance from the basement steps. Tails wagging in
greeting they all gathered around him. Ivan put his snout right up Chad's
shorts sniffing at his hard jocked cock. It sent a shiver up his spine and
made his hard bent rod tent his pouch even sharper.

    "Ivan, sit!" Keith commanded.

    Ivan sat down obediently. Yann and Decker went to go for his crotch and
he looked at all of them and said, "Basement!" with that same commanding
tone. All four of the dogs made their way back down the stairs with over
the shoulder glances at him as they departed the way they had come.

    "It's okay guys, I'll be down to feed you soon," He said starting up
the stairs to go rescue Mark. He knew they had scented the recent sex on
him and were probably on their way to lick cock, their own or one of their
pack mates, they didn't seem to care.


    I still lay resting on the bath mat, arm-in-vent. All I could seem to
think about was how cool Chad was. The guy had taken in a horribly
unpleasant degenerate sex scene and made it all okay. He hadn't seemed to
view it as obscene, which made me wonder. Maybe I did look so hot that it
made men go crazy like Keith had told me. I just didn't get it. All I saw
when I looked in the mirror was, well, myself. Nothing special, just plain
old Mark reflected back at me. I knew my eyes were an unusually bright
color, but I had seen them on my mother and grandfather all my life. My
body was ok, I kept it gym toned, but it wasn't as sharply defined as
Chad's or Keith's either.  I had plain brown hair that got a few highlights
from the sun and a dusting of the same color on my chest that I kept
closely trimmed along with my pubes. I didn't have any overt feminine
mannerisms, but I was most definitely a homo. Anybody watching me for a bit
would know just by how I checked out guys and not girls. I thought I was
skinny. I weighed in at 158 with a 29" waist, but Keith and my other buds
said I had a great swimmer's type build. I would have rather have had their
athletic hunkiness. My ass had to be nice to look at. I had heard that
since I was 13 or so and went through puberty, filling out and turning from
boy to man. It was smooth, hairless, and apparently even appealed to
certain canines. That thought brought me back to the confusion of just
getting bitch bred. I couldn't imagine there was a more lewd carnal
experience to be had. I must be a sicko. It had felt so good that just
thinking about it made my exhausted prick swell a bit. What the hell was
wrong with me? I had just been FUCKED by a dog and had gotten off on it big
time. Even the ache in my wet leaking asshole felt good in some freaky
way. I wondered if there was a therapist for this, but how could I bring
myself to talk about my degradation even with a licensed professional?

    The door opened and Chad came in carrying a four foot tool box that
must have weighed a good eighty pounds. He was still shirtless and I could
see his shoulder, pec, and arm muscles bulging from the weight. He had a
flashlight in the hand he had used to open the door. Putting down the tool
box the studly blond man turned to the Rottweiler still lying by the tub.

    "Volken, basement!" he commanded the dog.

The big muscled dog got up and headed out the door without a backward
glance or any acknowledgement for either Chad or me, his recent fuck
partner.

    "How ya doing there Mark?" Chad asked me, running his icy blue eyes
over my trapped and naked body.

    I had taken the towel and wadded it up under my elbow to prop up my
arm. Chad could see that some more of Volken's fuck fluids had run out my
still partly open hole. I lay with my legs spread open a bit easing the
stretched out ache the rottie's big rod had given me.

    "Trapped and embarrassed," I responded, not quite meeting Mark's eyes.

    "I'm about to remedy the trapped part," the blond replied opening the
linen closet and grabbing another towel, "And as for embarrassed, I just
ate dog cum out of your luscious ass. Now what do you have to be
embarrassed about?"

    "I don't want to lecture you Chad, and I am overwhelmed by how great
you've been to me under the circumstances, but it was bestiality."

    "Yeah, I know. Bestiality, zoo, k-9, there are a few names for it."

    "It's illegal." I interjected.

    Chad let out a laugh, "So as soon as we get you free you can call the
cops and turn poor Volken in. He's the only perpetrator that I can figure
out and all he wanted was a piece of prime grade-A man ass."

    "You don't get it man. I liked it. I LIKED it a lot."

    "So that's the rub. You feel guilty because a dog jack hammered your
incredible butt and you liked it. Am I right?"

   "Yeah, I guess that's right," I couldn't help but notice that every time
Chad had mentioned my backside he had said it with a compliment, "And what
is Keith going to say? He'll never have anything to do with me again."

    "Well as for that, if Keith hears about it, he's going to have to hear
it from you. I'm not telling and I can vouch for Volken on that too," He
said with another laugh as he knelt down on one knee beside me using the
towel to gently wipe the cooling dog slime from my crack and the back of my
balls.

    "Let me ask you a question Mark," Chad continued as he turned on the
flashlight and peered into the duct, "Have you ever smoked a joint? Bought
a ticket from a scalper?"

   "That's two questions."

   "So it is. Got an answer?"

   "Yes I have. Yes to both," I shot back, "I see what you're getting at,
but this is different."

    "How is it different Mark?" Chad said casually as he leaned in to get a
closer look down the opening that was partially obstructed by my arm, "It's
a simple case of did anyone get hurt. And I don't mean your aching
beautiful butt. Chances are, and I'd be willing to bet, you've had that
ache voluntarily before just not with a dog. I know I have. I'm just
saying, no offense. Hey, I think I see the problem. Could you move your arm
a little to the left?"

    "It just seems wrong someway," I stated moving my arm as asked,
"Society..."

    "Society my ass!" Chad interrupted, "It was just a few years back that
your so called society would have given you 1 to 5 if they heard your offer
to suck my dick from a while ago. What you're really talking about is
church, Mrs. Grundy, the busybody do-gooders that want to tell everyone how
to behave when it's none of their fucking business, the society that has
programmed you to think how they want you to think. You're better than that
man. You're smarter than that. I've talked to you enough to know that
already. I'll tell you Mark, you are one hot, beautiful, sexy, intelligent
man who's had my dick hard ever since I walked in to find your hunky hot
ass tied to a cum spurting dog cock, but think it out. What did you do
wrong? Nothing! That's what. Your friend Keith taught me when I was a high
school football jock with a craving for men that wrong and illegal are two
completely different things. I think you're selling our friend short.  And
by the way, I jacked off twice last night thinking about you and those sexy
eyes looking at me like you did when we met. Like you are now. Like I hope
you keep on doing. I hope you like looking at me half as much as I like
looking at you, because I plan on looking at you a lot. Now let's get you
out of that damn vent."

    While Chad dug around in the tool box hunting the right implement, I
thought about what he had said. It had felt a little like a sermon when he
delivered it, but it was a sermon from the heart. I could feel the passion
of conviction in his voice as he talked. Who had been hurt? Certainly not
me. If hurting was having three of the best orgasms of your life, then sign
me up for a daily hurting. Chad most definitely wasn't hurt. He seemed to
be floating on cloud nine from getting to be in on the whole thing. Keith
wasn't hurt, he wasn't even here. He was somewhere flying over the Atlantic
probably with his first class cocktail reclining back listening to the
latest Pink album on his in-flight headphones. At least I wanted to think
he was relaxed, okay, and enjoying himself. Was Volken hurt? I didn't think
so. He was most likely in the basement napping and having a dream about
pummeling his huge cock up an old friend's ass. So why did I feel so dirty?

     "Here they are," Chad said pulling a pair of tin snips from the box,
"This is going to be tight. Move your arm as far to the left as you can and
tell me if you feel anything sharp or cutting into your wrist. I think it's
going to be alright from this angle."

    I moved my arm as far as I could. I felt something cold and metallic on
my wrist, but nothing sharp. Chad eased his hand down the tube holding the
snips. I felt a pull on my wrist from the watchband and heard a click from
the snips as Chad applied the cutters to whatever he had seen down
there. Chad pulled his own arm back out as I realized I was free. I
withdrew my hand from the trap that had gotten me so thoroughly dog fucked
and stood up for the first time in what seemed like hours after being on
the bathroom floor. I looked at my wrist and saw a strip of aluminum
banding that was curled around the watchband. Chad took my hand and cut off
the strip.

    "It must have come loose somehow and when you tried to pull your arm
back out it got in between your watchband and wrist curling up from you
pulling on it," he stated.

    "Thank you so much Chad," I told him, "I owe you big time, not just for
this, but for everything today."

    "I'll take a kiss," he said with that oh so sexy grin.

    I grabbed him by the blond locks on the back of his head and drew his
face to mine. I gave him a kiss that I put more into than any I had given
before. I put all of the gratitude and passion into it that I had for this
incredible sexy man. This time I did feel him grinding his hard lump of
cock into my bare crotch.

    "Wow!" Chad said as I finished the kiss, "That was..., uh..., uh...,
AWESOME!"

    I could feel his hard-on up against my balls. I reached down and
grabbed it. It seemed bent over in some way. Chad just groaned and put his
head back closing his eyes. I kept a grip on his cock and used my other
hand to slide his shorts down his firm ass cheeks. Hot damn, the guy had on
a jockstrap. I had always thought that there wasn't a sexier sight that a
hot hairy blond stud all boned up in a jockstrap. I knelt down and pulled
his shorts all the way to his shoes, crushing my face into his jock pouch,
licking his hard dick in the mesh, tasting him, and inhaling his enticing
male crotch musk. He let out a lust filled moan and grabbed the sides of my
head with both hands and ground his jock encased rod into my face as I
tried to devour it with my mouth. I reached around and grabbed his muscular
ass with my hands and gave them the hard deep massage most men love. Chad
was no exception. His sexual fervor made him try to drive his cock in my
mouth, jock pouch and all. I kept kneading his right glute with my left
hand while my right hand slid into his crack. I found the tight pucker of
his asshole and ran my middle finger around the ring. He let out a loud
growl, let go of one side of my head and jerked the pouch off to the side
of his raging boner. He put two fingers in my mouth, pried my jaw wide open
and plowed his hard throbbing meat down my throat.

    While Chad set to fucking my face, I had kept up my finger teasing of
his hole. I tried to push it in him, but he was too tight. I brought my
hand around to my face and wiped up the drool that was running out the
sides of my mouth from his relentless throat fucking. I put my hand between
his legs, sliding past his big tight ball sack. I used my wet middle finger
and drove it up his ass going for his knob. He exploded, he pushed his
gushing cock as far down my gullet as he could go and shot his thick man
spew straight down into my stomach. As he twitched and spasmed from his
orgasm I drew my mouth back off his softening dick being careful of the
sensitive head. I ran my tongue slowly with pressure up the bottom of his
shaft draining the rest of his load up the tube and into my mouth so I
could savor the taste of his thick cream. With one last tender suck I let
his now half limp meat fall from my mouth. I looked up to see him staring
down passionately at my upturned face.

    "I don't know a better word than AWESOME!" he said pulling me to my
feet to face him, "But I'm going to have to find one for you."

    We stood there enjoying the sight of each other for a bit and then Chad
brought my wrist up to inspect it.

    "There is a scratch," he said, seeing a trickle of dried blood that had
run down my palm, "Have you had a recent tetanus shot?"

    "Just last month," I answered, "I stepped on a piece of broken glass on
the beach."

    He looked back meeting my eyes, which as I've said before were on the
exact level as my own, "That's covered then. But I would like to find the
asshole and give the sorry fucker hell that left broken glass on a beach to
cut you."

    He really meant it. He wanted to take up for me. I could see it in his
eyes and hear it in his voice. This great guy really liked me. I grinned
myself as I emoted with Sally, `You like me, you really like me!'

    "What?" my blond man stud asked seeing my grin.

    "Nothing other than I just realized you really like me."

    "Yeah," he returned with that devilish sexy grin, leaned in and licked
a stray drop of his cum from my lip, "I really do."

    "Oh damn," Chad suddenly interjected as he pulled his jock pouch back
over his ample cock and now loose hanging balls, snapping the ass straps
into place, he followed by pulling up the shorts down around his Nikes and
picking up the tool box, "I have to see about the dogs. And you, handsome,
need to go down to Keith's bathroom and get some antibiotic ointment for
that cut, just in case. You'll find it in the medicine cabinet. Okay?"

    "Okay, just let me get some clothes on."

    "Can I tell you something?" he asked, adjusting his package with his
free hand to hang more comfortably in his supporter.

    "Of course," I responded.

    "I like what you have on now, and you still have to give me the whole
story," and he was gone out the door to see to his canine duties leaving
his tee-shirt there on the floor.

    I didn't mind. I liked what he was wearing too. But he could have left
the shorts behind to make it perfect. I looked over to the vent that had
brought all this on.

    "Damn it!" I exclaimed, feeling some more dog juice run from my used
hole, "I left the fucking key in there."

TO BE CONTINUED

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