Date: Mon, 30 Jan 2023 20:03:31 +0000 (UTC)
From: "dogbone421@aol.com" <dogbone421@aol.com>
Subject: "Dog Brothel"  Chapter 12

"Dog Brothel"

Chapter 12


	The minute he ran in my house he went to sniffing everything in
sight. Before I could yell a command to stop, he'd raised his leg and
pissed all over the end of the couch. Shaking my head with disbelief, I was
quickly learning having a four-legged lover comes with
complications. Heading to the kitchen to grab a beer, out of my peripheral
vision I saw him head towards the bedrooms. His energy was relentless as he
explored every inch of the place. From room to room, I heard his nails on
the floor and his tags tinkle. Running back thru the kitchen as I took a
good drink, he had my bed pillow in his mouth. I jumped and tried to grab
it as he ran by me towards the sofa.  With one big leap, he soared over the
coffee table and hit the back of the cushions with a loud thud. The table
lamp on the end table then flipped over and crashed to the hardwood
floor. Hitting at the perfect angle, the glass base shattered.

	Instantly I was like, "What the fuck," as I thew my hands up and
pointed my finger at him. "You better settle down young man," I yelled as I
turned and went back in the kitchen for the trashcan. Coming back in the
room, I noticed he had my pillow balled up between his front legs sniffing
the fuck out of it.

	"Yeah, that's my pillow," I thew his way as I started cleaning up
the broken glass. As I finished and stood, he'd now mounted it and was dry
humping his cock against it. Pulling it out from under him, a wet spot had
already formed where his cock was leaking.

	"Fuck, you can't still be that horny," I asked halfway expecting hm
to answer me?

	Heading towards my bedroom to put my pillow back on my bed, he ran
up behind me and surged passed into the room. Jumping up on the bed, the
comforter and blanket were already a mess from not making the bed. Closing
the door behind us, I figured I might as well get cleaned up. Heading for
the attached bathroom, I pulled down my shorts and sat on the hopper. He
ran in instantly and stood looking at me almost face to face at this
level. With eagerness in his eyes and a tail beating against the wall in
front of me, I knew what was going on in his pea brain.

	"Pretty good piece of ass today don't you think," I shot his way as
I began to evacuate my bowels. "I think I held up my part pretty well," I
grunted as I strained.  Garbled watery sounds escaped me as a small amount
of leftover sperm dribbled from me. With a tilt of his head, he wondered
what those sounds were. Then he sniffed the air and shuffled around with
excitement. "Yah, that's your doing," I said to him as I then rubbed his
ears. Opening my legs wider after I'd finished a strong piss, he noticed my
pecker atop my balls and started sniffing at it. Before I knew it, he was
attacking the end of my cock again.

	"Dude, you're going to make him raw if you keep doing that," I
mumbled as I rubbed his head. "I love it don't get me wrong, but that's a
really sensitive spot on a man. You already got my piss slit bright red
looking with a raw feeling as I pissed."

	Continuing with no regard for my spoken words, I gave in and lifted
my limp cock up so he could attack it easier. Pinching my slit open wide,
he dug his tongue deep into my urethra. "Ah fuck dude, that's a first for
me," I burst out with as I almost jumped up from the seat from the intense
feeling that just ran thru me. Pushing deep like he does on my asshole, my
piss slit could only part so wide.

	I could only allow him to dig for a few seconds before I had to
push him away. The feeling was just too intense. He fought me and wanted
more so I had to cup my junk to stop him. "That's enough for now buddy," I
said as I started to wipe. Nothing but clear looking water appeared on the
bright white toilet paper. "That's you see," I spoke as I put the paper in
front of his noise to sniff.

	Standing up and reaching for the flush handle, I noticed the froth
that floated atop the water. The smell of his strong cum aroma drifted up
to my nostrils. Bolstering along side of me, he peered into the bowel
also. "And that's just the crude you deposited that's drifted back from the
depths of my shitter," I said as I flushed.

	I then removed my shorts totally which got his attention
instantly. "No, no, no," I said quickly as he got excited. Reaching for the
faucet, I turned on the shower. He then bolted for the doorway obviously
not too happy with the sound of the running water. "Afraid of a bath are
you," I teased him with as I entered and pulled the shower curtain
back. Peering out the corner of the curtain after I was soaking wet, he had
laid on the bath mat just outside the tub. Singing like a fucking off key
country star, I was happier than a pig in shit. "Gotta clean the puss up
for you," I hollered as I soaped my butt crack and asshole. "Make it all
clean for the next round," left my lips as I put my head under the water
spray and enjoyed the hotness of the water. My only complaint was from the
stinging the scratches on my side produced from the soapy water.

	Stepping out over the big lug, I dried myself as he laid there
looking up at me. My hairy sack hung low from the hot water with one nut
drooping lower than the other. "Pretty big knockers on me also," I spoke as
I swung them around. "Too bad there useless with you around. You're only
interested in what's behind them fucker."

As I started to shave, he got up and started to explore my backside. First
a sniff at my clean pecker followed by a few licks up my butt crack. It
wasn't so much a sexual thing as it was more him just being a dog. I smiled
with delight as I raked the razor up my neck.

	Afterwards I slipped into some boxer briefs and nothing else, which
wasn't something I normally did to hang around the house. I really wanted
to show off my body to him. With my thick thighs, firm calves, and this
here beautiful ass of mine, I wanted the goods to be on display.

	After fixing myself a sandwich and sharing lots of cold cuts with
him, I kicked back on the sofa while he lay on the other end. The aroma of
fresh piss filled the air as I remembered he'd marked the sofa. Leaning
forward, I still saw piss pockets collected under the other end. After
surfing the channels relentlessly, I couldn't find anything to settle
on. Clicking it off, I put my hands behind my head and closed my
eyes. Instantly I started to relive the fuck session he and I had
earlier. It was one of my favorite things to do afterwards. It started my
juices flowing again and before I knew it, my hand was inside my
jockeys. Slowly I manipulated my cock to life as my toes started to curl.

	"Fuck, I need to stop," I cussed as I pulled myself out of deep
thought. Sitting up, I ran my hands over my face and looked over at
him. Off in La La land, he was asleep. "A good piece of ass always makes a
dude tired," I softly said as I fondled his ruff hind paw. When I got off
the couch, he woke up and followed. After cleaning up the excess piss, I
tried to dry the wet fabric.

	 I finally settled on getting some yard work done as it was my day
off and shit needed to be done. "I can't be laying around the house all day
with you wanting up my ass," I tossed at him as he looked up
puzzled. Pulling on more cloths (much to his dismay) I headed out into the
bright hot sun.

Allowing him to run free in my fenced in back yard, he barked relentlessly
at the mower as I walked it up and down. It became a bit of a game as he
would grab the front wheel and try to shake it loose. "You dumb fucking
mutt, I yelled at him a couple times after I almost ran over his foot.
Stopping in disgust, I removed my hat and wiped the sweat from my
brow. "You're lucky you have a big fucking dick," I said knowing the sound
of the running mower would drown out my voice.

	By the time I was finished I was soaked with sweat and grass stains
marked my socks and boots.  Putting the mower in the shed, we both went
back inside. Kicking off my hot boots just inside the door, he sniffed at
my damp socks. He was obviously hot, panting a hundred miles an hour. I set
down a large bowl of water for him as I cracked myself open another
beer. He drank half the bowl as water splashed everywhere and just after he
was done, he tipped it over. I had to run and get the paper towels to
quickly save my hardwood floors. One my hands and knees cleaning up his
mess, he came up to my head and started licking the sweat off the back of
my neck. Then licking constantly at my clinched lips, I knew what he
wanted. Trying to avoid losing more time fucking around instead of getting
chores done, I resisted his advances. Getting to my feet, I tossed the
towels in the trash and leaned back against the counter. He then came up
and sat before me. Looking up with determination in his eyes, I quickly
read his mind.

	"Oh, so you think you deserve some of that now do you," I tossed at
him in a sarcastic voice? "Well, I'm not so sure you do," I answered as I
gripped my junk and scratched my cock head. "You knocked off a piece of ass
not a couple hours ago. And look at all the damage done here already." He
looked from side to side in confusion before staring back at me as his tail
swept back on forth on the floor.

	"Hell, I could take you back home and hit the brothel if I really
wanted to. It'd be a lot less ware and tare of my house," I said as I
tipped my beer back and drank more.  "But God dam do I fucking love your
cock and the nuts you have on you. And you're right here with me and that
makes things super convenient. But I tell you now, we need some ground
rules going forward dude. You can't expect a piece of ass off me anytime
you want it. I'm not always in the mood despite what you may think."
Looking down at him as he stared up at me, he then inched forward and
sniffed just under my balls.

	"Fuck dude, I got things I need to get done on my day off," I
pleaded with him as he woofed softly. Swallowing the last of my beer, I
tossed the bottle in the trash and bellowed, "Fuck it, who am I trying to
kid. You really want some nookie that bad? How about a blow job this time
bro," I asked? "Cause I'm suddenly in the mood to suck some good doggie
dick. Know of any around?"

	I grabbed my bed pillow he had defiled earlier and my phone and
proceeded to get down on the floor. He was instantly up beside my head
almost like he knew already he was getting sucked off. This dog was well
trained in the art of man love. Bunching the pillow up into a ball like
formation, I laid my body down on the floor and my head on it and judged
its height.

"That should be good," I tossed his way as I unzipped my shorts and pulled
the waistband of my underwear below my nuts. Grabbing him and trying to
position his bulky body into position wasn't easy. With both his hind legs
straddling my lower body and his front legs beyond my head, his cock was
just before my face.

Now I could explore his junk without fear of being caught and take my time
doing it. The opening to his sheath was breached slightly by the pointed
head of his limp cock. Slowly reaching up and foundling his whole sheath, I
marveled at its appearance. I could feel the marble knot that swells to the
size of an orange at the very back of his shaft. Rubbing my fingers back
and forth over it, I was amazed at its small nature not jacked up.

Skinning his whole protective sheath back, I was rewarded with seeing his
cock naked. It was almost like pulling the skin back on an uncircumcised
cock head. He patiently allowed me to explore without trying to start
anything sexual. He somehow knew I was admiring his junk. As I pondered his
skinny pink shaft, I again marveled at its ability to swell so large. The
scent of dog dick filled my nostrils as I moved my face closer. The aroma
was intoxicating to me and my cock responded with a jerk. The fat cock head
he produces when aroused was now nothing more than a slightly bulged tip
with an indention in the end.

My cock came to life as I examined every inch of his limp cock with my
eyes. A dip of wetness suddenly appeared at the tip on his shaft and I
couldn't resist sticking my tongue out and tasting it. Refreshingly salty
tasting, I savored it on my tongue. When another appeared, I repeated the
same action.

I could tell by his sudden restlessness he was eager for me to going. And I
too knew it was time to do my expected duties. Bunching the pillow further
under my head, I scooted into position to have my mouth and head fucked. It
was by far not my first rodeo, but I always know how intense it can
be. Gripping his sheath firmly, I guided it towards my mouth as I felt him
ready himself. I could also tell he was very experienced at having a dude
sucking on his cock.

Pulling the skin back again, I licked the end softly. I then inched him
inside my mouth and began jerking on the shaft behind his knot. Within
seconds he took off humping my head with intense thrusting. He jerked my
hand so hard; he rammed his shaft fully into my mouth. Repeatedly my noise
was jammed into his soft underbelly. As I sucked in air, the scent of musky
dog filled my noise. My lips suckled his shaft as he fired off liquid as he
thrust, hitting the back of my throat. I held the back of his shaft tightly
as I felt him swell in my mouth. As the knot grew, it jabbed against my
lips on the outside of my mouth. Now with the sheath firmly behind his
swelling knot, his cock was free of its protective sleeve. Within thirty
seconds he was fully engorged with his cock halfway down my throat. I
breathed thru my noise as my tongue rubbed the shaft that was against it. I
had to swallow repeatedly as his offerings accumulated in my throat almost
chocking me. Over and over my Adams apple surged up and down as I gulped it
down.

When he finally stopped his thrusting, I could feel the thickness of his
shaft down my esophagus. Like a hand in a glove, my throat gripped his cock
perfectly. Finally, I was able to pull some of his shaft from the deepness
of my neck making it easier to breath. Now I was able to work my magic and
give his cock the loving it deserved. I swabbed and slobbered on his cock
as I took him deep again and then pulled back to suckle his spongy cock
head. The taste of dog cock is subtle and earthy. Cum constantly squirted
from his piss slit and coated everything in my mouth. The familiar taste of
dog cum was comforting and coveted by men like myself.

Sucking and licking his shaft for over five minutes, he kept depositing
squirts of cum in my mouth. Withdrawing it fully from my mouth, I was able
to see its appearance. Where it was pink in color before, now it was dark
red and looked menacing. Rock hard as if now sculpted from marble, its
firmness was astonishing. Dark blue blood vessels ran the length of the
shaft and his knot appeared red and blue in color. Swelled to the size of a
tennis ball, its thickness was mind blowing. Knowing that was the size of
the plug that locked us together was astonishing. No wonder my prostate was
so stimulated.

Dog cum still dribbled and shot from him and dotted my face
quickly. Squirting in my eyes before I knew it, the saltiness of it
burned. Drips that had accumulated on my face now ran down my shaven
neck. My razor burn was activated by its acidity. Despite the shaft's
firmness, his cock head was plushy. I could push the tip of my tongue into
an indention at the end and drive him crazy with lust. Squirt after squirt
of watery cum shot from his piss slit as I stimulated him. Tricks I'd
learned as a teen sucking on my own dog's cock long ago.

Gripping it firmly still behind his knot, I rocked it up and down as I
mapped every inch. I now truly knew what ventured into the depths of my
bowels looked like. And I was fucking proud as hell I was able to take such
a magnificent piece of meat. A good nine inches including his knot, I now
envisioned how deep his cock head traveled into my intestines.

"God dam you're the stud," I praised him with as I kissed the tip of his
cock.

Grabbing my phone while I still suckled his cock head, I opened my camera
and took some pictures of the moment. Some with my mouth fully taking him
to the knot to me licking the tip, nothing was off limits. Several were
taken of just his cock hanging from under his belly in front of my face
looking incredible huge.

That's when I got the crazy great idea of calling my new K-9 buddy. Maybe
it was the beer loosening my inhibitions or I was drunk on cum, either way
I didn't care. When he answered I asked if he was alone and could
talk. When he slipped outside on the deck, I told him I'd call right back
on facetime. When I did, my mouth was full of cock as he answered.

"What the fuck," was his response as I almost chocked with
laughter. Pulling off that long shaft, I smiled at him with the cock
hanging in front of my face.

"Beautiful isn't it. Just having some fun with that dog, I told you I was
hooking up with," I answered back. I could hear him marvel and go silent as
I suckled it again for him. "Mother fuckers been dumping cum in my mouth
for over ten minutes now," I answered as I looked at my watch. "He boned
the shit out of my ass a couple hours," I chucked.

"Dude, you're killing me here," he answered. "I hit the brothel earlier
myself. But I'm jealous as hell seeing you chow down on that big piece of
meat right now," he said as I continued to savor the cock. "Come on over to
my house and we'll share," I offered as I stuck my tongue in the cliff of
his cock head.

"Fuck man, I can't," he responded. The wife's home and it's going to be
hard enough explaining this hardon I'm already packing.

"Come over tomorrow and I'll let him fuck you if you want," I offered as I
scooted out from under the dog's belly. Sitting up now, I focused on
talking to him as I watched the dogs cock bob up and down still leaking
cum. "You see that big ass knot on him don't you," I said as I showed it to
him again. "He can really make you feel stuffed inside."

"Your serious dude," he asked with an upturned voice? "Cause if you are
I'll be there. Has to be early on when the family goes to church. I'll make
an excuse not to go with them tomorrow."

"Sounds like a date then," I offered knowing he'd take any opportunity that
arose. Text me tomorrow and we'll iron out the details," I said before I
ended the call. Placing my phone back up on my nightstand, I crawled back
under the dog to finish my duties. Wrapping my lips back around his shaft,
he took off squirting cum like a fire hose again.

Another five minutes or more and he'd had enough of my suckling his cock
and pulled away. That allowed me time to jack myself off as he started
licking his cock clean. He knew from experience what was about to happen
and hurriedly finished. Before I knew it, he was standing beside me focused
on my cock as I jerked my fist up and down my shaft. When I fired off cum,
he was right there lapping fresh cum from my piss slit. I noticed a few
streaks of my cum littering his shout as I laid there enjoying him cleaning
off my cock and belly.

That night, he wasn't much in the mode and neither was I. After both us
dumping two loads together, the need for more wasn't so great. But I didn't
want to miss an opportunity when all the stars were aligned. I had way too
many beers at this point but figured what the hell. Just before bed, I lead
him back into my bedroom, stripped naked and started trying to stimulate
him. Jerking on his soft sheath, I started edging him. Manipulating him
till he was humping air, I stopped short of finishing him off, driving him
crazy with lust. Doing that over and over, before I knew it, he was trying
to jump my back.

With my limp pecker swinging in the breeze, I got on my knees, enjoying the
feeling of the soft carpet under them for once. Offering up that pussy like
some two-bit whore, he jumped my back anxious to get going. His performance
was rather lack luster to say the least. But fortunately, we knotted up
quickly. Especially with me pushing back against his thrusting. As he was
relieving himself deep inside my asshole, his laziness was more evident
now. With his head laying on my shoulder blade, he was just going thru the
motions I felt.

"Where's the stud dog I had on my back earlier," I drunkenly muttered as I
pulled forward and felt the resistance of his fat knot on the inside of my
pucker. Like a fucking plug in a dike, it wasn't going anywhere. That
caused him to clamp me tighter and move around just a bit. "That's a little
better fucker," I praised him as I did it again.


For some reason I flirted with the idea of maybe trying to withdraw his
knot while he was bloated. I'd read and saw a few movies where other dudes
could do it but I'd never tried. It was always something that I felt would
be good to practice if I was ever caught again knotted up defenseless. It
would have been something that could have saved me a whole lot of
embarrassment when I was caught knotted up with that dog along the creek
road.

But my biggest fear was that fat ball stretching my asshole so wide it
might tare. In this drunken state, I didn't give a fuck. I felt like it
could be easy if I really applied myself. So again, but slowly this time, I
eased forward and really tried to force his knot free of me. Pushing back
like I was attempting to take a shit, the massive knot started to stretch
my pucker outward. It felt like I was trying to shit a fucking basketball
as I strained and started to worry if I might hurt myself.

Easing back and allowing the pressure to subside, the fat orb retracted
back into my bowels.

"Fuck dude, that thing feels like a fucking grapefruit inside me trying to
do that," I bellowed to him. I could feel the consequences of my attempts
as him cum squirts were twitching as fast as a fucking heartbeat inside
me. "Ah dude, but you like that huh," I teased him with as I thought I'd
try again. This time, I reached up under us to our joined area and gripped
the bit of his shaft that wasn't swollen just behind his knot. Slowly I
starting pulling his cock out again. But this time I was more able to
control the speed and amount.

As I pulled, that feeling of a massive shit came on again as my muscles
pushed to expel his cock. "Ah fuck," I groaned as the thickness started to
widen my asshole again. I reached my finger forward I felt my asshole as it
bulged outward. I could feel just a small bit of his knot exposed around
the shaft it was a part of as I strained like a mother fucker. My breathing
was rapid and sweat started to form on my forehead as a result.

Hesitating for a few. I allowed my asshole to get used to the girth it was
already stretched to. "I can do this, I can do this," I muttered as I
convinced myself it was possible. Straining again, the knot moved maybe a
micro inch out before I gave up in frustration. Releasing his shaft, again
the knot sunk back inside me.

"That fucking shit is scarry boy," I said in frustration. "I gotta work on
that before we try that again. Maybe I need to practice with a big ass
dildo or something first," I tossed at him as we settled back into a
regular fuck stance?

He piled up on the bed with me when it was lights out right after our
fuck. I slipped off to sleep instantly with a gut full of fresh dog nut in
me. Come fucking six o'clock in the morning he was licking my face wanting
me to get up.

"What the fuck dude," I moaned in a pisssed off sleepy voice. "The suns
just rising," I said as I opened one eye and peered at the blinds. "This is
sleepy time bro," I scolded to him as I rolled over and tried to go back to
sleep. Just as I was about to drop off again, I heard the sound of him
pissing again.

I bolted up of bed and looked around the room. He was pissing on my dirty
unform shirt and pants from last night that I had piled on the floor along
with my shoes and socks.

"Dude, stop," I yelled as he looked back at me with a fuck you look on his
face still squirting away. By the time I got out of bed and stumbled
towards him, he'd finished and ran off.

"Bro, fuck," I sighed as I picked up my soaking wet shirt and shot daggers
his way. Dumping my cloths in the bathroom sink, I was pissed as hell.

After I calmed down and woke up some more, I knew it was my fault for not
getting up when he tried to warn me. "Dude, we both got things we need to
learn about each other if this is going to continue between us," I offered
as a peace offering. Sitting on the edge of the bed, the smell of fresh
piss hung in my nostrils as I wondered if I could go back to sleep. Going
back into the bathroom to relief myself, as a strong piss flow hit the
hopper water, he came busting thru nearly knocking me down. Without
hesitation, he began to lap at my piss stream. It was the first time I'd
had a dog that wanted to drink piss fresh from my dick and I watched in
delight. When my flow ebbed, he leaned down and drank the yellow water from
the bowl.

"Fuck boy, there isn't much you and I haven't experienced together is
there," I said as I patted his back and put my cock back in my underwear.
Figuring sleep was off the table at this point, I yawned loudly, scratched
my ass, and flushed the hopper.


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