Date: Wed, 22 Dec 1999 11:51:57 EST From: CeTe Subject: CeTe's Zoostories V CeTe's Zoostories V Peter Copyright notice: These stories are copyrighted by CeTe and may not be posted elsewhere without my express permission. Comments, compliments and constructive criticisms to CeTe@gmx.li Peter has an animal partner, the pitbull terrier Sam, and together, they are a faithful couple as you will see. Flex or Relax As Peter got the dog he had been longing for, he was going to make his dreams come true. Peter saw Sam as a friend not as an animal, and the pitbullterrier responded his affection with the same love. Soon, Sam's animal-loving friend began training his lover to get a sexual partner as well. He accustomed him to suck his cock or to mate him, but one thing, he was not willing to learn: getting mounted. Whenever Peter tried to stick a lubricated finger into the terrier's anus, he flexed all his anal muscles, pressing it out. His friend was helpess. Anyway, he did not risk in the least to hurt his lover, though, he was keen on penetrating him. A few times afterwards, while he was being licked by Sam, Peter decided to attempt the same. Eagerly, he stood up, stepped to his backside and sat down. With his hands, he held his white-furred thighs, stroking them. In the meantime, he was bowing his head down close to the dog's cramped anus, opened his mouth widely, stretched out his tongue to lick it. His first taste was detestable, so he had to spit out, however, to his great luck, the pitbullterrier had had a bath recently. Once gotten on with his understandable abomination, he started petting him renewedly. Sam pressed as always before, pushing some of his gut out thru his gaping hole. Peter tasted it and concentrated his fast licking on that minute piece of flesh. He did it. Aroused by his friend's tender tongue, the animal relaxed his muscles, let him insert his rock-hard penis into his flexible rectum. Suddenly, Sam was contracting his anus rhythmically, bringing Peter to his most exciting orgasm. Manifold Caress The stick in his mouth, Sam was running across the yard. The white pitbullterrier gladly laid it down to his friend's feet. Peter caressed him praisingly, sat down and began stroking his supple fur. To his exciting amazement, the hands of his lovely partner were concentrating on petting his backside. Grazing his sensitive anus, Sam relaxed in hopeful expectation. It was high time to get intimate once again. As he desired, his friend intensified his fondness. Thereby, he pushed one finger into, turning around inside. Sam loved that. Then he pulled it out, and the dog ws irritated, guessing, what he was going to do next. Mark inserted something else into his rectum. That long rubber object intruded into him deeply, arousing him increasingly. Abruptly, he felt warm water filling his bowels. Sam liked that unusual sensation, but then, the pressure got too big; he yowled. At once, his partner removed the hose, Sam hasted into the bushes, evacuating the dirty enema. After the cleaning, he came back to his waiting friend, whose hand instantly gripped his balls, kneading them softly, and that was not enough. A third thing penetrated Sam's gut; a large, smooth rod. Enjoying the other hand moving it forth and back, he saw Peter's head under his belly. Subsequently, his sucking mouth stimulated his raw cock, making him high. Amidst his emotional euphoria, he sensed a new pressure developing in his squeezed testicles. In his wildest orgasm, Sam commenced shooting his juice into his lover. Either... or Sam had always been Peter's only love. That changed, as Alice came, and a war of jealousy broke out. One windy fall morning, when Peter and his pal returned from their stroll, quite a spotted pointer was lying in front of the yard gate. She looked as colorful as the dry leaves being blown from the half-bare trees and simply enchanting, Peter found. He fell in love with her. The homeless pointer wore a dog tag with her name: Alice. At the pound, nobody knew her, but they assumed she had been abandoned. Peter adopted the commiserable animal. Less than a week later, he and Alice had their first intercourse. Catching them copulating, Sam got so jealous that he interferred by mounting his friend energetically. The man screamed out in pain, jumped up, fell on Sam who bit him anxiously; Alice ran away. He got a bad conscience. Peter realized, he was unfaithful to his loyal fellow. It was a dilemma: Peter had to decide on one of them: either Sam or Alice. He did as a dog and stayed faithful to his sole lover. Keep on Zooin'! Cecily asked, "Have you heard of the confusin' trial overseas? I mean that one about a dog and a..." "...a zoophile, I know," Peter replied, grinning. "Zoophile? What's this?" "Cissie," he revealed, "a zoophile's an animal lover, and as you're trustworthy, I tell you I'm a zoo." It left her speechless. Then she exclaimed, "Are you really one of those offenders?" "Not at all. You've no idea what I'm talkin' about, have you? Listen, I've a dog, Sam, the pitbullterrier. Since I got him, we've been makin' love countless times, you know?" "Oh, Peter, I didn't know..." Cecily murmured embarrassedly. "How true. But don't worry, you're ignorant like most people. Just yesterday evening, I came home, Sam was already waitin' for me, and we set to play. After a little while, I was lyin' on him, embraced him, rubbed my balls against his. We got a hard-on. Hot-bloodedly, I went on caressin' my lover. My cock touched his joystick whereby I made him come. In the meantime, my lust was arousin' me more and more; I suddenly shoved my penis into his rectum. Sam howled, when my seeds invaded him." "Fascinatin'," she recognized. "You actually are his master, and he's your pet; you, however, call hm lover?!" Peter declared sensibly, "Lemme set aright the facts: In my eyes, no-one's allowed to own anyone else. Every animal's a creature like us and no property of any human. Sam and me, we've a respectful relationship: he's my lover as I'm his. Cissie, you needn't approve my morality, though, I want you to know who I am. I confide in you cos you're my old friend." "The same to you, Pete," Cecily consented. "I do understand you. You're an animal lover, a zoo." "Yes, I am. Keep on zooin'!" Love me, Love my Dog Peter fell in love with Cecily, he even planned to marry her. After their engagement, she moved to him. So far, they had been happy together. The night before their marriage, Cecily awoke, stared frightenedly at the empty bed beside hers. She lurked downstairs, looking for him. Entering the sitting room, she found her future husband humping his dog. Cecily got upset. "Pete, we're gonna get married tomorrow. Stop having sex with animals or..." "No, Cissie, you know I'm a zoo. I love Sam more than anyone else." She left the house and came back nevermore. Hold Me Fast Peter and Sam were lying unifiedly on his bed. Although he was sad having lost his fianc^Âe, his loyal dog was a lot more important. They needed at each other. Peter's nude body snuggled against Sam's, his arms laid around his fleecy fur. He tightened their intimate embrace and pressed his throbbing cock further into the animal's greasy asshole. Hugging his partner with all his strength, Peter thought about how he would live without his sole lover: Inimaginable. He whimpered, "Hold me fast!" Rim Him! Peter was chatting on the internet, as a girl interrupted his conversation. "R u really from Bismarck? I live there 2." So he made friends with Patricia. She was an exclusive zoo, but into all animals. After Peter's discrete invitation, she visited him with Arnold, her big, black. doberman. Welcoming them at his intrance, he was surprised by her beauty, and that dog; Peter could have gotten envious of her, had he not had his own, irreplaceable lover. Sam, however, received the strangers with an ear-shattering bark as though they were invaders into his territory. "What a cute cur," Patricia said delightedly. "I love pitbullterriers and wonder how his dick'll feel in my cunt." "By no means, Pat. May I remind you of what I've conditioned?" "Sorry, I've forgotten. Now I remember you won't ever share your animal. Nonetheless, I ain't so prudish like you. Take Arnold, whenever you want," she explained candidly. He faithfully responded, "Truly enticing, but I resist your temptation cos I've all I need." "Do what you want, however, let's gotta practice!" Together they went upstairs into his bedroom, undressed, lay down, began fondling their dogs. Sucking busily Sams mightful cock, Peter glanced at Paricia on the right kneeling behind Arnold, her face buried into his arse. He fastly swallowed his partner's salty seed and asked, "What're you doin' there?" "Can't you see it? I'm caressin' my doggie." She looked up; brown shit pasted on her lips. Peter stared at her unbelievingly. Revolting. "C'mon! What're you waitin' for?" she shouted. "Rim him! Sam'll like it." He hesitated. "Okay, if you're too cowardly. I'm havin' such a fun." And Patricia carried on winding her tongue in dog shit. Peter was not a coward, but worrying about his friend's well-being. Finally, he decided to try it. He walked into the bathroom, Sam followed him, he shut the door. Quarter an hour and an extensive enema later, both came back. Sam was allroundly clean, Peter was ready to pet him in a new way. He approached his furry asshole. When Peter's hot tongue grazed his cold anus, it flexed immediately. Time passed by, soft spittle wetted Sam's anal region, relaxing his muscles. Cautiously, Peter penetrated him, and they felt that even a tongue can be an erogenous zone. His tongue reached a hard bulge inside the animal rectum, his prostata. Massaging it orally, Sam started panting quicker. With all those exciting sensations in his butt, he climaxed. Peter was joyous having made Sam lucky once more. Smells I Peter stroked Sam's head, his back, his chest, his belly down to his abdomen. He lowered his own head and smelled the pitbullterrier's genitals right in front of his sniffing nose. His fingers encompassed his furry sheath, pulled it back gently; his blood-red glans slipped out. Sam panted. The odor of his swelling prick made Peter's nostrils enlarge. The human breathed in deeply, inhaling that juicy fragrant into his lungs. Enjoying his erotic smells with his eyes closed, he beguiledly snapped at his lover's big dick. As he opened his eyes, all his senses were being aroused: Peter was gazing at his long penis whose pulsating blood vessels potruded and his knot as vast as a fist that he would feel inside his ass very soon, his lips were sucking the smooth surface along his irresistable penis and his skilled tongue was encircling his round glans, urging it to cum. In an excited bark, Sam's erectile tissue started contracting, spurting his creamy sperm into his partner's gaping mouth. New odors caused so many endorphines that Peter climaxed too without any further stimulation. Both lay flat wornly-out, but Peter was untiring. Just a little while later, he lifted his butt, signalling his friend to carry on. Immediately, the dog bonded up, mounted him. His flabby cock grazed the man's arsehole, and after a few shoves, it slid into completely. Full of joy, Peter sensed his huge knot growing and pressing his prostata. Synchronously, he perceived the strained animal's heavy breath breezing at his neck. While Sam was reaching his second orgasm, Peter wondered how he would feel, if he were him... Smells II Sam felt two strong hands stroking his head, his back, his chest, his belly down to his abdomen. He saw his human leader bending his head out of sight, though, his nose was much more informative anyway. His partner smelled sweaty, excited, horny so he got a suspect idea of his demand. Three tender fingers aroused his hairy sheath, removed it, and his emerging glans's unmistakably penetrative odor aroused his reproductive instinct. The pitbullterrier panted. His eyes were staring straightforward, his most sensitive nose was catching all smells it was able to, and his enhanced penis was stretching at any caress, as Peter's smooth, wet mouth suddenly swallowed it more than half. His hot cock being licked and sucked stormily, he barked in exploding lust, his divine semen streamed out of his teetering balls. He lay down washedly-out, closed his eyes to recover, but then his faithful friend's anal fragrant woke him up, telling him to mate him. Merrily, the powerful dog gathered his last strength and pushed his reerecting prick into Peter's tight asshole who began groaning passionately. The mounted man's muscles contracted by degrees, squeeezing Sam's full knot till he climaxed once more. Hanging and waiting for his knot's relaxation, he enjoyed their enchanting smells drifting into his nostrils with any breath. Die! His company sent him to Derby to transact an important business with their prime overseas trading partner. After six weeks of quarantine, he and Sam were allowed to enter England. It was Peter's first travel to Europe that went to the United Kindom luckily cos he only could speak English. Everything was so different from America, especially the churches, and in the city hall, they even knighted him with the noble Queen's Sword, although that was just a symbolic act. At his actually last day on the Old Continent, Peter and Sam strolled thru the Eagle Centre, Derby's great shopping center, bying kitschy souvenirs and other useless things. While he was drinking a cup of Earl Grey, an unkempt guy abused him grossly, "Hey, man, have you some dough?" "Not for people like you," he rejected. The canned rowdy got intrusive. As he hauled off, the attentive pitbull bit him into his arm. The rude lad screamed out in pain. "Out!," Peter commanded, Sam obeyed. Cryingly, the violent guy ran away, and he reported it to the police. According to the British law, someone may decide whether the animal who has attacked him will be put to sleep or not. In the final speech, the civil judge inquired, "Mr Kenneth Neville, what do you demand?" "Die! You beast'll die." Peter looked at his peaceful fellow worriedly. Sharon Weeton, his lawyer, pleaded, "My Lord, the accused animal is nothing else than a trained watchdog. All he wanted was to protect his master from Mr Neville's molestation. Furthermore, my client is an American citizen who did not know our national rules." In the name of the people, Sam was banished from Britain for all his life. Despite the hard judgement, Peter was relieved; not to mention what would have happened, if they had gotten aware of his uncommon relationship. Copyright CeTe