Date: Thu, 4 Sep 2008 22:48:12 -0700 From: J M Subject: CANINE UNIT 5 Canine Unit 5 by Rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com Trooper had the weekend off so Sarge was bunking with his folks; the dog would be spoiled rotten when he returned to work. I drove my Hummer H3 out to Danny's dad's river cabin for the rendezvous we planned with the kid and his dog. When he told us it was secluded, he wasn't joking. We traveled for what seemed like an eternity down a poorly maintained gravel road. The recent rains made it a sloppy mess, but the Hummer handled it as if to the manor born. I drove the rugged road while Trooper looked out the window rather introspectively. Between potholes I turned to him and asked, "Why so quiet?". He answered in a sultry tone, "I'm so glad I met you on that stretch of highway.........and boy, am I glad you got rid of that crappy car!". We laughed, then he added, "All kidding aside, you're the best thing that's happened to Sarge and me". He had on a pair of O.D. green cargo shorts and a green A-shirt, with black combat boots and a camo US Marines cap. His tanned, muscular arms, capped with massive deltoids, and traps so huge he hardly had a neck, glistened in the sunlight that streamed through the windshield. "I feel the same way about you", I replied. "You've shown me things I'd never dreamt I could experience", and did I mention you're so friggin' hot?". He just smiled at me, leaned over and squeezed my throbbing cock. I had on camo cargo pants, a tan muscle shirt, and dark aviator sunglasses. We looked like a couple of paramilitary operatives traveling down this Level B road on our way to sabotage something. It was a cool fantasy, so we actually made up a story and took turns narrating it to ourselves as the mud flew from under the wheels of the speeding Hummer. Just as the story evolved to the point where we were pulling up to Ceasar Chavez' compound in Venezuela, prepared to set the dynamite charges, Danny's cabin came into view. "Crap.......I wanted to blow that fucker up!", the Trooper exclaimed. "That'll have to wait for the ride home", said I. The small wooden cabin sat right on the Cedar River and smoke rose up out of a stone chimney, making lazy curls in the sky. As we pulled up, Danny opened the door and stood in the doorway, dressed in a buckskin loincloth, with a Bowie knife in a holster hung around his waist............that was it! His massive bodybuilder body was stark naked except for that tiny piece of cloth. We both looked at each other with our jaws agape, drinking in the site of this young Tarzan with the buzzed and spiked blonde hair. "Oh, my God!..........look at him!", I said to Trooper as I grabbed his left bicep with my right hand and squeezed it. "Holy Fuck!", was all he could say. Danny just stood there, relishing the shock factor for a few moments, then he spoke. "What's the matter? Haven't you ever seen a guy dressed like Tarzan before?. We both hopped out of the Hummer and ran around to the front of the vehicle. Danny ran up to meet us in a group hug in front of the chrome grill. We hoisted him up in the air, grabbing his tight ass and alternately french kissed him. "God, I missed you guys!........it's been too fucking long", he exclaimed. After we put him down, I asked, "What's with the Tarzan thing Danny?". "It's a fantasy of mine that I act out when I'm up here........there's no one around for miles so I get to run around in the woods and pretend I'm the Ape Man". "I've sat up in a tree and jerked off a million times in this get up", he explained. We could see his youthful erection testing the limits of that skimpy loincloth. Just then, a beefy pure bred Rottweiller slowly strolled out of the cabin door, stopped and stretched as if he just awoke from a nap. "This is Otto", Danny said as the dog parked himself directly under Danny's left hand. Danny leaned down and patted the pooch on the head, then turned to walk back to the cabin. As they turned, we both spotted Otto's enormous testicles, swinging heavily between his hind legs. "Wow, that dog has some balls!", I exclaimed. Danny quickly responded, "Wait 'till you see his cock!". We both looked at each other and smiled as we followed Danny into the cabin. You could tell it was built by hand a long time ago. It was one large room with a large cast iron stove, stone fireplace, a sink with a hand pump, and two bunk beds. Trooper chimed in, "Where's the can?". Danny just smiled and said, "It's outside.........an outhouse", then he burst out laughing. We both tackled him at the same time and threw him down on the bear rug. Otto was curled up in the corner and could care less. We wrestled with him, slipped off his loincloth, and released his stiff cock from it's confines. I tongued him deeply as I stroked his cock. Trooper hiked Danny's legs up and started rimming his tight rosebud. Danny moaned in extasy as his two butch friends worked him over. "Fuck me......fuck me", he cried. Trooper had his shorts off in a blink, reached up and grabbed some ID Glide from the table, and lubed Danny's throbbing hole. We're all clean, so he went in bareback. Danny grabbed his legs and pulled them to his chest as he continued to french kiss me. Trooper guided his knob towards Danny's hole and gently plunged it into our Tarzan. Danny rested his legs on Trooper's powerful shoulders and yelled, "Fuck.....yes!". I came up for air to find Otto sniffing my ear. I looked down and could see his red rocket poking out of his sheath. Danny stammered as Trooper plowed his ass ring...."Gggg go for it......Ottt Otto will fuck you hard". Trooper was fucking him so hard, the kid could barely speak. I pulled off my pants, lubed up my ass and assumed the position. Otto slowly walked around, sniffing me. He stuck his head under my belly and licked my woody as I waited for him to work his way around to my waiting hole. The dog was massive........all muscle. He seemed to lumber rather than walk, but like the typical junkyard dog, I imagined he'd be hard to outrun. He finally found his way to my rear, and seemed to stop to check out what was happening to his master. Trooper was furiously fucking our host, and Danny seemed to be in a mating frenzy. Suddenly, Otto mounted me, and locked his legs around my waist, tighter than Sarge ever did. This dog was locking onto me, so if I ever had any thoughts of disengaging........it wasn't going to happen. He wasn't even inside me and I was trapped. "Go for it, boy", I said to the dog. He lurched forward and started thrusting. I could feel his cock poking at my hole, so I adjusted my hips and he dove in. His doggie cock easily slid into my willing asshole. It was thick and getting thicker as his thrusting increased. This seemingly lazy dog turned into a fucking machine. I could feel him swelling inside me as his saliva dribbled down the back of my neck. His hot breath was coming at me like a steam engine as he feverishly pumped his bitch. A dog in the midst of mating becomes a type of machine. He's programmed to inseminate the bitch, and not let loose of her until the deed is done. It's Nature's way of assuring conception. There's no pleasure involved here, at least not for Otto..........to him it was what he was supposed to do. For me.......it was a naughty, sexy, forbidden act. I could hear Trooper's gutteral howl as he unloaded inside of Danny. He collapsed on top of his bitch and after a few moments, Danny said, "Okay, my turn". He rolled Trooper off of him and reached for the lube. Trooper turned over and assumed the doggie position for Danny, as Danny liberally lubed his butt hole. Trooper was kneeling alongside me, getting ready to take it up the ass, as Otto continued to plow me, burying his knot within me. He was completely tied with me, filling my hole with his huge knot, and dumping millions of sperm inside my rectum. He then turned, hopped off, and stood there butt to butt, tied with his willing bitch and continuing to impregnate. Danny slowly guided his youthful dick into Troopers well used hole. Trooper was resting on his forearms as the kid took him. "Uhhhhhh, he moaned as Tarzan buried his Apeman dick inside his homosapien lover. "Take it Cheeta, take it!", he yelled as he humped away at his guest. You could tell he was reenacting a fantasy with Trooper. At one point, Trooper made monkey sounds to get the kid off. Otto's knot began to shrink, so I gently pulled away and allowed him to slip out. A torrent of dog cum spewed out of my gaping hole and gushed onto the rug. At that very moment, Tarzan couldn't hold it any longer, so he let out his best Johnny Weissmuller Tarzan call as he blew his load into Trooper. Trooper collapsed onto the rug alongside me, and Danny rolled between us. There we were, Trooper and me on our bellies, exhausted with our assholes throbbing, and Danny between us, lying on his back and thumping his chest like a Silverback Gorilla after he fucked half his harem. "OO-OO-OO-OO-OO!!!", he yelled as he pounded his massive chest. Trooper grabbed a pillow and put it over his head to put the Gorilla out of his misery. We all started to laugh as we grabbed at each other, wrestling there on the cum soaked bear rug. We spent the evening on that rug in front of the fireplace, alternately sucking and fucking each other. Otto had his turn with everyone and proved that he had the stamina to repopulate the canine world if need be. The next day, we all donned loincloths and helped Danny live his fantasy out in the forest, with plenty of buttfucking and blowjobs to go around. Otto chased rabbits. If you enjoyed this story, or any of my other Nifty story lines, please drop me a note with your comments to: rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com