Date: Fri, 15 Jul 2005 15:09:15 +1200 (NZST) From: Dave Elliott Subject: A dog named Bart Please note this material consists of material that some readers may find offensive. It contains bestiality and homosexuality. If you are sensitive to this or are under the permitted age to view such material please go no further...discretion is advised you have been warned Author Dave Elliott e-mail Hakkenin2004@yahoo.co.nz I hammered the cross into the soft mound of dirt, and then placed the dog collar bearing my friend and lovers name at the foot of the cross. I felt warm salty tears trickle down my cheek. I was going to miss him I felt a great chasm in my life. As I stood there gazing at the grave I recalled how it all started. Work for me was not a set nine to five. I would work long hours over a period then I was given time off. As I had about five free days I decided I would like to get away from it all, take the car and just drive, anywhere let the car roam at will wherever I did not care. I just needed to get away. On my final day I was driving in ideal conditions, blue clear sky's and warm temperatures. It had been like this all week and I was most reluctant to return to work, if only I could do this forever I thought, but as they say all good things must come to an end. I was driving and daydreaming when I realized what a great part of the country I was in very picturess. I could live here I thought as I gazed at the surrounding farmland. Suddenly I came across a Home Stay, bead and breakfast it said. I could have kept driving. It was still early in the day and if I covered a few more miles I would be nearer to home and would not have as far to drive tomorrow. I was so captivated with the House and surrounding country I just couldn't resist the temptation. I turned into the driveway and drove the half mile or so to the house. The nearer I got the better it looked. The garden the flowers and lawn looked immaculate and I knew it was the right decision to stop the night. According to the map there were also good places of interest in and around the area. I park the car and approached the entrance. There was the customary bell on the desk which read Ring for attention. I waited for a while but no response. I took three or four attempts. I was about to leave when a guy in overalls appeared. "Sorry mate I was down the back paddock...saw your car coming and made my way here....how can I help?" He asked "Well I see you do B&B and it looked so inviting I thought I'd stay the night...I have to be gone tomorrow...have you got a vacancy" I asked. "Er...well yes we do...but my wife is away visiting her sister for a few days and I'm afraid not such a great chef...but if you want to help with tonight's meal you are welcome to stay" I thought this might be fun and agreed. I introduced myself as Simon Dixon and signed the book accordingly. He in turn said he was Terry Brixton and his wife's name was Janice...Terry and Janice Brixton. "Just call me Terry...can I call you Simon" He asked "Of course you can" I replied. "The upstairs bedroom is available and is one of the best...you get a better view of the surrounding countryside from there" He said picking up my overnight bag and leading the way. The room was just like the rest of the house all neat airy and tidy. It obviously had a women's touch. "I have work to do around the place but you are quite welcome to make yourself at home or if you wish take a walk over the property...just remember to close any gates behind you...I know what you city folk are like" and with that he left me to unpack, not that I had a great deal to unpack.. I sat on the bed and admired the view for a while before deciding to take up his invitation and explore his lifestyle holding. The place seemed deserted as I wandered between the buildings and sheds. They certainly kept everything neat and tidy; they put an awful lot of work into the place. I heard a loud yelp...it sounded like a dog, I turned and walked in the direction of the sound. On the other side of the waist high fence I saw what had caused the yelp. A bitch and a dog were going at it. Dog had his front legs wrapped tight around the bitch's midriff and his ass was going at it twenty to the dozen. I was startled when I heard Terry's voice behind me. "Oh I see Dancer has his bitch...that's the way lad give her a good fuck...let's see a good litter from her" He said with a laugh. I watched in awe as his hind end slammed back and forth into the bitch. I suddenly felt a stirring in my loins. I was getting a hard on. I admonished myself for harboring such disgusting thoughts. I was actually wishing I was the bitch and the dog Dancer was fucking me. I could almost feel that big red hard piece of flesh penetrating my own ass. The sight of it going in and out was almost too much to bare. God Simon you're a pervert a disgusting pervert for harboring such thoughts I was saying to myself. "Ho I know what your thinking lad" I heard Terry say "You wish you were his bitch and wishing it was you down there" I could not help but blush. The fact that he had read my thoughts so easily. "God don't be so disgusting...I'm not thinking any such thing" I stammered and lied. "He...he...he!...oh yes you are...I can read you just like a book....I can see by your expressions I'm right" He persisted. Before I could answer the bitch gave another loud yelp. "Oh by god he has his knot in her now... he'll be passing his sperm soon" He said "What do you mean he has his knot in her" I asked "His knot lad...his knot...don't ye know a dog knots into the bitch" "Er no I didn't" I replied. "Yeh he has a knot about the size of a golf or tennis ball that he forces into her...makes a nice tight seal...can't loose any of his cum that way...and she can't get away from him...tied together they be" His strokes were not as frantic now as his ass continued back and forth. Once in a while he would stop, prance on his hind legs then start again. Finally he came to a standstill. "Oh there he goes he'll be letting her have it now...a few months from now and I'm going to have some fine pups for sale" He said Then he cocked his leg over and they both just stood there bum to bum. "It'll be a little while yet before they part...she won't be going anywhere till the knot goes down and releases her" I continued to stare at the two of them stuck together as my own thoughts got wilder and wilder. "Just remember if you want to be a bitch you have that knot to contend with lad." "I'm never going to be a bitch so it's never going to happen...and you have a disgusting crude mind" I said. "Yeh...yeh sure I have...but I knows what I saw and I knows you were wishing you was a bitch...mark my words lad" I left him and his dogs and continued to walk and think. I had to clear my mind of such unclean thoughts, but try as I might I kept coming back to it, the more I thought the worse I got I was feeling hot, horny and very, very frustrated. I arrived back at the house. Terry had already started to prepare the meal nothing more was said about the afternoons activity regard the dogs as I helped in the preparation. In the end the meal turned out not too bad as the night came I watched a little TV or read. "I gotta make my rounds just make ya self at home there's some beer in the fridge if ya want...I'll be back shortly" He said. By the time I'd finished the beer he still hadn't returned and I thought I'd go to bed. The dog scene and thoughts were still strong in my mind. The night was warm and I lay with just the single sheet covering my naked body. It didn't take long for my thinking to cause my penis to rise and thicken. I was thinking of myself as a bitch down on all fours my hand working the hard shaft...it was exhilarating and I felt good. I hadn't heard Terry return from his chores and was surprised when the door was quietly pushed open and I saw his head peak around it. My hand immediately stopped what it was doing as he asked "You still awake Terry" "Oh...er yes, yes I am" I replied. "Oh good I was hoping you would be" He said as he pushed the door wide open and advanced toward the bed. I was not ready for what I saw or what happened next. He was completely naked and with the moon light shining through the light curtains I could also see he had a very big erection. "What the...hey what do you think...." He took no notice of my questioning and strode toward the bed with purpose. Flinging the single sheet back he flopped into the bed beside me. I felt the warmth of his body and the hardness of his erection as he pressed into me. His hand took no time to reach down and grasp my own erection, working the shaft up and down. "Hey what...wait...ohhhhh....nooo, oh god!" Suddenly I was enjoying his attention the warmth of his hand jerking me off was too much and I could not even if I wanted to stop him. "That nice Simon....you like that eh?" He asked "Oh god yes" I swooned. "Here take hold of mine work me" He said as his hand took mine and guided it to his warm hard cock. I made a gasp as I took it in my hand. "Oh my god" Now both of us masturbating in unison. "You were thinking of those dogs weren't you eh...you dirty bugger" He said with a laugh. "No...no" I protested "Of course you were....you don't have to deny it anymore we're all friends here lad" He said "You were weren't you...admit it" I was feeling good and relaxed at his touch also the feel of his firm shaft in my grasp added to the pleasure. I could no longer hold back the truth. "Oh god yes...yes I was...I feel terrible about it but I can't stop thinking about it or wanting it" I replied "That's alright...let me be your big dog for the night...you get on your hands and knees pretend to be a bitch and let me fuck you eh?" "Oh yes...yes I'd love that" I declared excitement rising all the time. "Come on then....time to be my bitch" He said helping me into the doggie position. I could feel the warm head as he pressed it between the cheeks of my ass. "Oh god no we have no lube it's going to hurt" I said "You want to be bitch you can't tell a dog to be gentle he expects to hear you yell" He replied "But I'll spit on it first that may help a little" I heard him howk up some spittle to act as lubricant. That done he was stabbing at my ass again just as if he were a dog. I pushed back toward the hard stabbing cock. His cock hit the target and thrust inward. "Oh fuck...oh god" I screamed as the hard head stabbed inward thrusting and enlarging my asshole to make it big enough for the shaft to follow. Three hard thrusts are all that was needed. I was in so much pain as his hips swayed back and forth, his cock already fucking me. "This is what it's going to be like when you get fucked by a dog lad...just be grateful I don't have a knot to follow" As the thrusting continued the pain subsided and I now found myself enjoying the motion of his cock slamming in and out. His hands were firmly holding my hips. I could hear the slapping of his balls and thighs as he continuously thrust into me. "Uh...uh...uh" From him. The sound of the bed creaking under us with each stroke. My own involuntary forward motion as he thrust into me time and time again. "Is this how you like it bitch...you like being a bitch lad?" "Oh yes....yes...yes I love it" I screamed. "Yeh I'm sure you'd love being fucked by a real dog...knot and all" The thought of it all was driving me nuts. I could in fact imagine it all and I knew I would like it. I just had somehow to find a dog...a dog that would enjoy fucking me as much as I would enjoy being fucked by him. Suddenly there was a great "Hooooowl" It sounded like a wild wolf, the sound emerging from my partner followed by "Ohhhh.....ahhhh" He sighed, became still all fucking now ended "Oh god I'm now coming inside you...if you were a bitch you'd be soon having puppies eh" "Oh god yes that would be great" I said to him. We stood locked together for a moment or three as he let his cock drain the last dregs of his fluid. Then I felt him withdraw. As I turned toward him I could see it was still hard...but not for much longer it had done its job and would soon return to the slack position. I looked in awe and wonder at its size delighting in the knowledge that it had just fucked me...fucked me like a dog. "God it's just as well your wife isn't here...if she could see you now" I said "Ho I have a most understanding wife...she knows my wants and needs...knows I like a nice firm male ass to fuck at times...you aren't the first male to be fucked in this bed no sir not by a long way" I just lay there face down on the bed, head buried in the pillow. I felt his warm hand as he stroked and massaged my buttocks. It felt so soothing...so wonderfully soothing and before I knew it I was asleep. I awoke to the morning sun streaming through the still drawn curtains. The wonderful smell of bacon, eggs and fried tomato drifting up from the kitchen below. I felt the place where my lover had been and found he had gone. Mmmmm he must be making a good job of the breakfast, my mouth watering and hunger in my belly. My dreams had been filled with dogs; large dogs one after the other taking their turn to fuck me. Even the wonderful aroma emanating from the kitchen could not stem those thoughts. I showered then stared at my nude form in the mirror, running my hand over my smooth belly wishing it would swell up with a child from his impregnation from the previous night. I stopped the day dream and dressed I should really get on the road as quickly as possible, there was at least five hours driving ahead of me and I wanted now just to get home. I followed the smell all the way to the kitchen. I was about to say "How's my big dog" but held back when I saw that the person preparing the breakfast was a women. She was younger than I'd expected, obviously younger than Terry. She had beautiful bright eyes and a lovely face which could have been enhanced with a little loss of weight, she was plumpish but not fat, kind of fitted the position of a farm wife "Oh hello there love" She said as I entered. "You must be Simon our guest...Terry told me you had arrived yesterday...sleep alright did you" "Yes...yes like a dog...I mean like a log" God I couldn't get dogs from my mind. "I hope Terry looked after you made sure our guest got what he wanted" "Oh yes he was the model host...looked after me well...couldn't ask for more" "I'm glad you both got what you wanted...don't want our guests leaving dissatisfied now do we" She said with a knowing twinkle in her eye. I tried to read into her wording as to whether Terry had said anything to her. I also wondered when she had returned. I was out to the world and had not heard any late arrivals. "Got back late last night...my sister was much improved no point in hanging on we have so much work to do here" Her reply answered my question. "I'll make you something up for the journey home...you have a bit of a drive I believe?" "Yes that would be great" I replied and sat down to the mouth watering breakfast. Breakfast finished car packed I said my goodbyes to Mrs Brixton. "Give my regards to Terry would you" I said "Will do love now you drive careful" She said handing me my packed lunch. As I drove out and down the long drive I saw Terry coming to intercept the car pulling over and winding down the window. "Now you take care now...watch out for them thar dogs lad...especially their knots eh" He said tapping his nose knowingly and giving me a wink. "Yes I will Terry...and thanks for everything...I enjoyed my stay" "Well now come back anytime you like...at least recommend us to your friend's lad especially your male friends" Again another wink. As I drove the thought of last night remained. I just had to find a dog...but where. Then the light hit me. God of course the answer was right in front of me. My next door neighbour the Forrester's they had a dog a bloody big Alsatian. Now what was its name...Barney...Basil...no...no Bart, yes that's what he was called...Bart. Was he/it a male or a female I'd never taken any notice before? God I hope he's' a he and not a she but then he has to be with a name like Bart. I drove on determined and excited at the thought of getting back home. I pulled into the drive dumped my baggage in the hall and raced out the back to see if Bart was out there. I tried to look casual as I wondered to the bottom of the garden. Peering over the fence I could see him...yes there he was sitting on the patio. "Hello there big boy" I said addressing him. His ears pricked up and he made his way toward me. Now I could see his cock and oh yes it looked big and the most wonderful thing I'd seen. I was aroused and excited. What I had to do now was get to know him...make friends with him...get him to like me. In essence get him to fuck me. I'd made my first contact with him. Over the next few days I would look over the fence talk nicely to him encourage him and even pat him on the head. I also made friends with my neighbour who in the past I'd only talked to most fleetingly. I thought I was making progress but I was anxious and keen to push ahead with greater speed I was becoming frustrated not being able to get to him on a one to one basis. An opportunity eventually came along. My free time came up, I had time to myself. This time instead of taking off I had decided to make every effort to get Bart to fuck me. The day was warm and fine. I took breakfast on the back patio. I took my customary look over the fence and talked to Bart the same as I had done many times before in the lead up to this point. This time he came to me putting his front legs up to the fence. Something he had not done previously. "Hi Bart old buddy how are you?" I asked in a quiet tone and patting his head. His tongue licked my face and I returned the compliment licking him in turn. He then sat down and looked straight at me with pleading eyes. "Hey what is it boy...what do you want?" I asked He was sitting at attention and I could see the large red thing protruding from its sheath. Oh my god I thought, excitement surging through my whole body. It was the first time I'd seen his full erection. I wanted it and wanted it bad. I was getting a hard on at the thoughts going through my mind. I said to him in a quiet voice not wanting what I said to carry too far. "Hey pal you want to fuck me...you want me to be your bitch fella...I'm always ready for you" He sat there looking at me his head moving from side to side as if he was trying to understand what the hell I was talking about. I heard Derrick, Bart's owner shout to him. I took refuge behind the fence and quietly and unobtrusively slink away back to my now cold breakfast. I was sitting reading the morning paper. I had but a pair of shorts on, letting the morning sun warm my body. I heard Derrick's car start up as he headed for work. After a while I had the distinct feeling of being watched and I lowered the paper to find Bart sitting at attention only a few feet away and a big red thing at attention between his legs. I couldn't believe it. He must have found a hole in the fence. This would have been quite easy and had silently walked up to me just sitting waiting. "Oh god Bart...you lovely boy...you look all ready for me...are you?" I said Again his head went from side to side trying to understand what I was saying, or did he already understand my feelings for him. I was getting that stirring in my loins. This was it. I had to do it. I had no conscience now. The little voice was telling me off but I did not care any more. I'd dreamt and fantasized about this moment for the last few weeks, now I was going to put it into practice. Again I said to Bart...quietly. "You want to fuck me with that thing" He moved from leg to leg as if impatient. "Ok...ok boy let's see if you are a starter" I said rising and heading for the side door to the garage. I was excited. My heart raced, body and legs felt weak in anticipation as to what was about to happen. I felt the full force and weight of Bart on my back making me loose my stride and almost knocking me over as he leapt up on his hind legs. Front legs wrapping around my waist, his hind end already working back and forth. "Hey...hey you randy bugger...not here...not now" I protested and a little worried that someone may be watching us. Prizing him off, we walked the final few yards to the side door. As I opened it he forced his way past me eager to get inside and get started. I took one quick furtive look around just to make sure there were no prying eyes, and then followed him in locking the door behind me. There were no curtains at the little window, should we have a peeping Tom he or she were going to see it all. I searched the littered bench top for something to act as a lubricant...having heard the bitch yelp and what Terry had said I wanted to make things as easy as possible. "Arr...this will do" I said to Bart who was standing waiting, his big eyes not leaving me, watching my every movement. I dropped my shorts and kicked them to one side. Now naked I scooped a finger full of axle grease and inserted as much as I could, working it well in. My heart was racing; there was a large knot in my stomach. I was nearing the time when I would find out what it was like to be fucked. Not just fucked but fucked by a large dog. I so much wanted to feel his large knot being forced inside binding us together I dropped on all fours facing my would be lover, slowly advancing toward him. Head down in submission, his warm tongue now licking my face and mouth. "Mmm...good boy...good boy" I said to him, encouraging him. I in turn started to lick him, two lovers getting to know each other before we joined together. I started to turn my hind end toward him, presenting myself for his scrutiny and approval. He himself raced to my hind end he seemed as eager as I. Excitement rushed through my body as I felt first his cold nose then his warm tongue as he licked between my buttocks and crack I was still swooning over the moment when his front legs fell on my back. His sheer wait again almost knocking me flat. His claws scratched my back as his front legs slid around my waist in a vice like grip, his hind end swaying back and forth making his hard cock stab at my rear end. It was like wearing and active fur coat. His cock continuing to stab at me trying hard to make entry Oh god I could feel it warm and hard as each inward thrust hit at my arse hole. Now I had to get it in, not just stab at me. I maneuvered my anal into position trying to line his cock up with my entrance. Then it happened so quick I wasn't really ready for it. In the blink of an eye he had found the mark and three quick short thrust and he was in. I cried out with the pain. "Arrrrg....oh god Bart no...no take it easy" I screamed, I was wasting my time His arse already going at a rate of knot's My arse was numb with pain as his shaft slid in and out. It was a while before the feeling came back and the steady rhythm of his humping started to feel good. "Oh yes...oh yes Bart...that's my boy...go on...go on fuck me" I said encouraging him on further. Hot breath and saliva were on my neck, his tongue licking the side of my face. I turned my head upward so that I could likewise lick his mouth and tongue. I could now smell his doggie scent on me. Hump...hump...hump. Like a well oiled piston his hard cock flew in and out, his legs tight around my middle holding me in place. There was no escape...not now I was in to the end A short stop, a shuffle on his hind legs then he was off again. Oh god how I was enjoying being fucked by a dog. I was in such bliss I forgot about his knot. I wanted it to last forever. "Yes...yes...good boy" I kept telling him. Another stop another little shuffle but this time he pushed upward and I yelled in pain. He had just thrust his knot inside, once more I was racked and numb with pain. His movements were now not as deep, just short thrusts. I felt like a pneumatic tyre with his cock as the inner tube. It seemed to be swelling even further pushing the walls of my tunnel wide. I knew there was now no escape. I was locked into him as much as he was to me, try and get out of it and I'd know what true pain really was. His thrusting lasted for a short time then I could feel his sperm being pumped inside me. There must have been a mother load for him to relieve because it was very rare that I would feel a male partner unload his juice. There was no place for his juice to go, his seal meant only one direction for it and that was inward pumping me up like hydraulics. He continued to cling to my back his hot breath and saliva dribbling on to my neck, then a quick shuffle and we were standing as to ass the swelling still apparent I wondered how long it would be before I could walk away. I was not too happy with the fact that there were no blinds at the window; there was no way I could leave my present position if a nosy neighbour decided to peek in. Twenty minutes and we were still there, my hands and knees were getting soar from supporting me on the concrete floor, if only I could slip that piece of discarded carpet under me. I tried to move on hands and knees toward it. There was a yelp from Bart and it nearly tore my arse out. I decided to remain still and just wait it out. Next time I'd decided to make sure I had carpet on the floor. God here I was having just been fucked by a dog for the first time and already I'm planning my next experience, but I already knew...I knew in my heart I wanted to have him again and as many times as he was willing to take me...I was in love Then with a plop and a slurp it fell away, warm sticky fluid streamed down between my legs. Bart slinked off to the other side of the garage his involvement now completed licking and cleaning himself. My own ass felt like a very large two lane traffic tunnel it would take time before it would reduce to its buttonhole size. I grabbed the old cloth from off the bench cleaning his sperm off from between my legs. Pulling up my shorts I headed for the shower. Bart now seemed non-plus as he continued to clean himself. The hot shower felt good as the water cascaded over my naked body. I could still smell Bart's odor on my skin as I rubbed in more scented soap. I picked out a clean pair of shorts and a T shirt. On returning to the back patio Bart was there just waiting like a faithful companion. "Well Bart my love I guess I'm your new bitch...is that what you want...It's what I want" I said In response Bart came forward nuzzling his snout into my crotch. "Well darling I take that as a yes" at the same time hugging and patting him, he in return licking my face. My time off work was never better. Bart and I were getting to know each other. Blinds were put up in the garage. (Nosy neighbours). It was almost a daily occurrence. When next door neighbour left for work I knew Bart would find his way through the fence. He would follow me to the side door and into the garage. Of course by now I had laid some carpet on the spot where we would fuck. My arse was getting stretched and worn and I wondered if it would ever go back to a tight entrance. By the time I was ready to go back to work he had managed to short cut procedure. Instead of coming all the way up to the patio. He would sit like a sentry at the side door but even from here I could see his hard red rifle sticking up between his legs. "Yes...yes my love I'm on my way" I would say...then lock us both inside allowing Bart to hump away to his...and my delight. I had started to notice that his scent was getting harder and harder to wash off, much like people who work with fish...it seems to get into and under the skin and the smell permeates from them . Bart had never been in the house and yet every time I returned I could smell a dog smell it had to come from only one source...me. Our love for one another was getting stronger. I always submitted to him and loved it. I was surprised and also highly delighted when one morning our next door neighbour Derrick came over and said "Hey Simon I wonder if you could do my wife and I a big...big favour and look after Bart for us we have to go north for a few days and we don't really want to take him with us. I tried hard to keep the excitement out of my voice as I replied in a casual manner. "Sure...sure that's what neighbours are for are they not" "Oh great you don't know how relieved we are...it's only for a couple of days" "Yeh well as long as you like" Because they were taking off early next morning I was left with Bart that night, no more sex in the garage for us he was promoted to the bedroom. Sleeping naked next to Bart was just great either my arm around his fury body or his paw around my neck we were now real regular lovers. Now I had the soft contour of the edge of the bed to bend over. We were also very expert in making the entry quick and decisive. His hairy body on top his arse thrusting back and forth, making the bed shake and squeak beneath us, and then the knot was thrust upward and inward. I would shudder with delight at its entry and the subsequent flow of his warm sperm. We had become firm friends and lovers when my neighbours finally returned. They had taken an extra two days but I assured them it was no trouble when they phoned and asked if it was OK with me When they returned Bart was now adamant he was not going to return to them. However it was even better news when they asked if I would like to keep Bart. It would seem that the reason for their journey was a job interview and Derrick had been successful, on seeing Bart's reluctance to return, it also suited them if I would take him over. "I really don't see that as a problem" I replied he's sure moved in here alright" "Well that's settled eh...you now have a new border...he likes plenty of exercise they said "Oh I'll make sure he gets all the exercise he wants he'll be truly spoilt" I replied. Four weeks later they were gone and a new neighbour moved in. Bart and I were now a fulltime item. Sex with Bart was never a problem; he did become very possessive and also needed to be in charge and dominant. The more he injected me with his sperm and the more we lived as an item the more I impregnated with his smell, it got onto my skin and into my very paws. About this time there was to be a complication added to the scenario. I'd taken to walk to and from work the exercise being good for me I hadn't truly realised how much dog scent was attached to me until that day. I'd gone about four blocks from work and was taking a short cut through the old industrial area when I became aware of a dog following me, a large black dog. From this distance I could not discern as to its breed. I walked on for a short distance then stopped turned and sure enough the dog now somewhat nearer stopped and eyed me up. I recommenced my walking but I was now intrigued with this animal, why was it following me I wondered? I kept to a slower pace, continuing to look over my shoulder and sure enough it was following and closing the distance. When it was but a few yards behind I again stopped and faced the animal and quietly talked to it, not wanting to sound aggressive toward it after all you never what was on his mind. "Hi there fella...you a friendly type of guy eh?" I asked. He quietly padded forward and licked my outstretched hand. "There...there you are friendly eh...what a good boy you are" I said He carefully gave me the once over and began to stiff at me, no doubt smelling Bart on my cloths and body. I was taken somewhat by surprise when he pushed his snout up between my buttocks sniffing and becoming excited. Before I could say or do anything he was up on his hind legs, his front legs and paws around my waist. Now I could see he was worked up and ready for some action. The sight of his hard red cock sticking out of its sheath had me in turn excited. "Oh god...no not here Brutus" I said thinking of some sort of name to give him. God I wonder if he can tell or sense how I feel about dogs and can he tell I'm now on heat at the sight of his hard cock. I looked around the area frightened there was anyone watching what was going on. I prized his front legs off but being careful not to discourage his amorous advances. "Hey...hey good boy Brutus...good boy...I want to but not here...follow me" I said and set off over the now vacant field toward the old abandoned warehouse. Like a trusty friend he followed close at heel. "Yeh that's it lad...keep coming not far now my friend" Through the tall Hurricane wire fence which was of no use to keep trespassers out anymore across the old tar sealed parking lot that had once served both customers and workers, now just grass and weeds coming through. The front door looked bolted and secure, then down the side to the back door. The young vandals had been at it many of the windows with sporting broken glass. "Ah here we go boy...the door has been broken in" It had and only pieces of rough timber nailed over the entrance. These in turn had been prized off for entry. The inside seemed deserted and smelled dank and a hint of urine. Bricks littered the floor where they had been thrown through the windows along with all manner of other garbage. Let's see if we can find an office upstairs Brutus" I said to him and started up to the first floor, Brutus in step behind me. I tried the first three then decided the fourth and furthest from the stairs seemed the best. An old abandoned filing cabinet lay on its side the contents long gone and it also had the luxury of carpet. "Hey how about here old buddy...you can fuck me here my lad...would you like that?" I asked. He seemed to understand every word I was saying as he eyed me, a gruuuuf of acceptance from him. I could also see he was hard again. My own desires growing with intensity. I took one last look from the office window to see if there was anyone in the area then I slipped off my shoes and socks and dropped out of my trousers and underpants. I was now feeling the full on intensity of being on heat as a cool breeze came through the broken window and wafted over my naked parts.. I wasn't going to wait or go through the usual preamble. I thought well I want it and it looks like Brutus wants it and is already for me as I dropped on all fours and presented my hind end for him. I was right his legs and paws quickly wrapped around my waist like a wrestler making a hold on an opponent. His arse already swaying back and forth his warm hard flesh slapping against my buttocks trying hard to make entry. I was en expert at this now and I lined up my ass with the stabbing prick. "Ahhhhh....ohhhhh" I screamed as he hit the target not stopping to ease it in but thrusting headlong inside me. Numb with pain I waited for it to subside and enjoy the feel of his warm fur on my back and the rhythmic thump...thump...thump of his cock at my rear end. It was similar to Bart. His tongue out to one side hot breath and saliva on my neck as he fucked away. "Good boy...good boy" I kept saying just as I say to Bart. His grip around my waist intensifies as he hump...hump...humps. The hard red flesh flashing in and out like a well oiled piston. This dog was a long distance go'er. It seemed he had been inside me for ages not that I was complaining his hind end thump...thump...thump Then the stop, shuffle and I brace myself as he thrusts his large knot inside, we are now complete...locked together to the end. Now all I have to do is wait until he comes and then wait some more until he goes flat and we are able to disengage from each other. His motions were now less intense I knew if her were like Bart it would be soon...very soon. Yes...yes there he goes. The humping had stopped I could fell warm sperm flooding inside me followed by the cocking of his leg as we stood bum to bum "Oh good boy...good boy" I said complimenting him on his efforts. Panic suddenly set in. I could hear voices, children's voices coming from outside making their way nearer to the warehouse. Oh god no...no...no I thought not now not here please There was a crash and the tinkling of glass. The little buggers were throwing stones at the windows as another then another brick hit its target. "How long you going to be Brutus....I really do think you should hurry old fellah" as further panic hit me. I tried to move forward, disengage from him but it only brought pain and a yelp from him. Then silence the stone throwing had stopped. "I did...I'm sure I heard a dog yelp" One of them said. "Nah ya dreaming ya silly bugger" One replied as they listened for more yelps. I kept perfectly still Brutus still pulsing inside of me. Crash as another stone hit its target this time the room next to ours. Having had their fill of stone throwing their attention swung to exploring the interior. I heard the timber being prized off as they made their way in. "Oh god...oh god Brutus how much more and how much longer please" I was begging. Doors opened and shut down below us as they went from room to room. It had been twenty minutes since Brutus had stopped but we were still stuck together. "Lets look upstairs" I heard one of them say and his footsteps on the stairwell. Oh my god what do I do what do I say I thought The thing is what will they say and do when they come up and see a dog stuck to the hind end of a bloke. "Nah...nah... not yet later let's go into the warehouse part there may be some boxes still left" One said The footsteps receded. Doors opened and the voices trailed off as they moved to another area. "Oh god come on Brutus please" I begged and as if by magic the swelling went down and "Slurp...plop" out he came followed by a mass of warm sperm running down the inside my legs. "Oh god thank you thank you" I was crying almost hysterical but also happy to be released from his large knot. I dressed quickly Brutus hanging around waiting for me before moving off. "You might as well go now boy I'm not getting down on hands and knees again today fella" I said as I moved cautiously out of the old abandoned office making for the stairs leading to the exits. The youngsters had obviously found something of interest as I head the splintering of wood and the smashing of glass. Carefully tip toeing along the corridor trying to avoid crunching the broken glass that littered the interior. I crawled through the half boarded door and into the fresh air. I hurried away from that building the sound of breaking glass as my young friends continued in their vandalism. The seat of my pants felt wet as Brutus's sperm continued to leak from my ass as walked toward home. The sound of paws padding on the pavement made me stop and turn. There was Brutus also stopped watching me with doleful eyes. "God what's wrong Brutus...you've just fucked me you should be jumping for joy" I said to him, but his expression remained the same just watching me. "You got to go home fella...I already have a dog waiting for me and god knows how I will explain all this to him...now shoo!" I said and turned back homeward. He was determined to follow I kept hearing his paws as they padded along the side walk behind me. My continued shouts for him to turn around go back to where he belonged fell on deaf ears, just those doleful eyes as he watched and waited. I'd now reached home this had to be the parting of the waves. I said my final goodbyes passing quickly through the gate and firmly locking it behind me. One last look and there he was sitting watching me as I walked toward the front door. I quickly passed Bart patted him and headed straight for the showers I had to rid myself of Brutus's smell that would have now attached to my body a growl erupting from Bart. All clothing finished up in the clothes basket before I turned the shower up full and stood under the cascading water lathering sweet scented soap into my pores. Stepping from the shower I grabbed a towel started to dry off and made my way to the bedroom. I was greeted by Bart sitting at attention. The hard red pole between his legs said it all. He wanted it and he wanted it now. I wasn't going to argue and refuse him I thought it would be a good way to have him impregnate me with his own odor and I did feel very guilty about having been with Brutus. I threw the towel across the room and got down on all fours presenting my hind end for him. His reaction was swift his fury body was on me in a flash, front legs wrapped tight around my waist. I wasn't going to get away from him. I felt the hard end stabbing at my ass again and again as he eagerly sought entry. My ass chased the hard stabbing penis also eagerly trying to help with penetration. I felt it strike the entrance and I quickly pushed backward. I screamed as the first two or three strokes hit target and pushed inward, his own ass now pounding at full speed. "Oh Bart boy take it easy" I shouted to him as his ass relentlessly shuffled back and forth. I'm sure he was trying to reassert his own authority on and over me. When he had finished there was no sweet smelling scent from the soap. I had the odor of sperm and dog scent back again. If I thought that I was going to get rid of Brutus easily I was mistaken. I'd settled down for the evening with Bart when I heard the howling outside, I tried to ignore it but as time passed I knew if I did not address the situation neighbours were going to start and investigate and it would lead to my door. Leaving Bart locked inside I went to check on Brutus. When he saw me the howling stopped and the excited barking begun. "Oh for god's sake shut up Brutus you'll have the whole neighbourhood up in arms" I said as I approached him. I quickly opened the front gate allowing him to pass through, a quick glance up and down the road to see if any of the neighbours were out and about. Now I had Brutus on this side of the fence, his excitement to see me was obvious by the size of his big red cock. Attacking me from behind jumping up at me his front legs wrapping around my body as his ass moved back and forth stabbing at my butt which was covered by a pair of shorts. "Pack it in" I kept saying to him, trying not to be too loud in case one of the neighbours heard. All the way to the back door he was aggressively attacking me, emitting growls from his throat. I made it to the back patio then started up the steps to the back porch. Another attack from the rear. Paws tight around my waist. I tripped falling on my hands and knees, a position that Brutus took as an invitation. I felt the hard end stabbing, trying to penetrate but being stopped from doing so by the material of my shorts. I tried to free myself rise up and make it through the back door. Brutus was having non of that harsh growls from him told me I was going no where. I quickly reached for my shorts and pulled them down, freeing my ass for penetration. I reached between his legs grabbed his hard member and guide it to the target. Thrust...thrust...thrust...it was in. I felt his hot breath and saliva on my neck. The swaying thrusting of his hips as he fucked my hind end for the second time that day. I kept saying to myself I must not let him knot...don't let him knot. Before I could react to my own instructions I felt my arse begin to expand as he thrust inward. "Oh fuck...no...no...no" I shouted but it was too late it was inside, and he and I were once again as one. Now Bart started to bark he could hear or sense something was going on outside...some other dog was at his bitch and he did not like it. "Shut up for gods sake" I shouted at him, well not so much a shout a loud whisper maybe. The last thing I wanted was a nosy neighbour right now. It was dark on the back porch but if any one came to investigate they could not help but see what was going on. Brutus continued to fuck his ass fast and furious as only a dog can fuck, like it was urgent to get it over with. Bart continued to bark but no one came to investigate. Then Brutus was still, he cocked his leg over my hind end and stood butt to butt as he unloaded his warm cum. The twenty minutes it took before we disengaged seemed to be forever before I felt it slip away. His immediate attention was toward the barking dog inside as he sniffed at the bottom of the door. Bart could now smell and sense the presence of Brutus which only added to the furor. Brutus's sperm was now running down my legs as I hurriedly pulled my shorts back on. I had to stop this furious uproar. What to do, if I opened the door would the two of them start to fight and make things worse. There was no way I could stop a fight between two dogs. I kept talking to Bart telling him it was ok just to settle down. It took a while but eventually his barking stopped. "I'm going to open the door Bart and I'm going to introduce a friend. I want you both to get on...do you hear" It took another twenty minutes of quiet talking before I tentatively opened the door and let them meet, at first I thought o shit I've done the wrong thing as the growls came from both canines. More talking more soothing as they eyed and sniffed each other, all the time I talked to them both. I tried to keep neutral not wanting to favour one or the other. Apart from a few minutes of bared teeth and growling they seemed to be getting on. How would they tolerate each other? At first I kept them apart when I went to work one in the garage the other in the house. Both had one thing on their mind when I got back each evening. Well two things actually. A fuck and a feed not necessarily in that order, soon it became norm when I got home at night. I'd shower then after the shower proceed to the bedroom which both dogs now shared along with me. Throwing the towel on the bed, I'd get down on all fours and wait until Bart or Brutus mounted me there never seemed to be anyone to go first. If it was Bart first then Brutus would wait patiently until he had finished then he like wise would have entry. It seemed to give them a good appetite their bowls of food would be devoured in double quick time. At first I never noticed what was happening but Brutus seemed to be having more and more of the action. At first it was one fuck from Bart one fuck from Brutus and then I realised that Brutus wanted it more times than Bart it seemed to be getting that I could not keep him satisfied. Then one day I came home and found Bart laying still I soon realised that he was dead, at first I thought that Brutus had been the cause but a vets check said it was just natural causes...now it was just Brutus and me. We buried our colleague and friend in the back garden, a sad day Now Brutus had me all to himself and I realised just how much time he was devoting to fucking I could not believe and person or animal could fuck as much as he did. I would no sooner quench his sexual desires than he was again sitting in front of me the hard red bone upright between his legs. I am very much owned and belong to Brutus. I had a friend show up at one time but Brutus was becoming jealous of his presence and made it quite obvious to Trevor who never returned. I love being his bitch and I'm making a life separate from others. I have a distinct doggie smell about me which showering does not eradicate entirely...but that is just the penalty you have to pay. If you want to be a dog's bitch you live by his rules