Date: Sat, 7 Dec 2002 16:00:00 -0800 (PST) From: J M Subject: DUDE RANCH This story is partly true and written for your enjoyment. _______________________________________________________________________ It was a company trip designed to boost teamwork and productivity. We were taken to a "dude ranch" in Wyoming and given the week's seminar schedule on arrival. I was amazed at how much free time we were to have. The men were taken to their bunkhouses and the women were housed in the main lodge. My roommate was chosen for me and I wasn't complaining. His name was Rod and I fantasized why he might have that name. He was one of the new guys on staff and I guessed that he had yet to see 35. The fact that he was blond and built like a competitive bodybuilder did not go unnoticed. Our room was rustic and had none of the typical hotel amenities, like a phone, TV, or mini-bar. I daydreamed about how we would kill time between seminars and activities. As soon as we were shown our room, Rod threw his bag on the bed and stripped down to his bikini briefs. "Man, I need a shower", he said, "it feels like I've eaten a pound of dirt". I tried to be nonchalant about his spontaneous nudity, but I couldn't help being drawn to his substantial "package". Before I could answer, he peeled off his underwear and turned toward the bathroom. I caught a glimpse of his large, uncut cock and low hanging balls; both totally hairless. Perhaps he was uninhibited, yet selfconscious about not having any body hair. We had a modern bath with a clear glass shower door. As I unpacked, I glanced through the open door periodically to see that magnificent hunk letting the water cascade down his pecs and onto his washboard abs. He was a sight to behold. He came out of the bathroom with a towel on his head, briskly drying his hair, paying no attention to modesty. I could not help but stare at his lack of pubes and the perfection of his uncut cock. He pulled the towel off his head, looked at me and said, "Are you OK?". I snapped out of it and responded, "Oh, yeah, I've just never seen a guy with no pubic hair before", feeling flushed and embarrassed at my comment. "That's OK", he said. "I have a condition called alopecia". "It causes baldness and just happens to afflict me down there". "Do you think it's weird?", he asked. I sensed he was now the embarrassed one. "No", I said, "it's a medical condition; you can't help it". Then, without thinking I blurted out, "I kinda like the way it looks". I couldn't believe I said that. When I realized that I let my deepest, darkest secret come out, I was mortified. Rod sensed my horror at saying it and quickly responded, "Thanks, I'll take that as a compliment". I had my eyes closed expecting to be called a faggot, or get punched out, but his comment immediately broke the tension and made me feel more relaxed. We were both exhausted from the trip, so we continued with some small talk and then fell asleep in our bunks. I awoke about 4 am due to the time change and found that Rod wasn't in his bunk. I slipped on a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt and went outside to see where he could be. It was a warm night with a full moon and an evening sky filled with stars, more than I'd ever seen. I could hear some low talking in the barn, so I walked over to see if Rod was in there. The door was cracked open and I could hear whispering. "That's a good boy", "you're in". I looked in through the partially open door and could not believe what my eyes saw in the moonlight that was streaming in a window; there was Rod, nude, on hands and knees, with a large, white German Shepard mounting him and fucking him in his ass. The large dog was on top of him, tightly grasping Rod around his waist, thrusting deeply inside of him. The sight of that beautiful dog fucking that beautiful hunk was more than I could stand. My cock sprang to life and immediately got hard as a rock. It seemed to throb in unison with the dogs thrusts into Rod's asshole. I started stroking my uncut cock furiously as I saw the dog increase the intensity of his pumping. Suddenly, Rod seemed to raise his haunches up and spread his glutes as if to allow deeper penetration by the dog's penis. The dog rammed him hard and drove his swollen knot deep into Rod's ass. Rod gasped as it locked inside of him. The dog's frantic pounding continued as Rod rythmically stroked his large cock. The sight made me blow my load all over the barn siding, and when I ejaculated, I gave out a loud moan. Rod's head snapped around and his eyes were as wide as saucers. I slowly opened the door and went into the barn. Before Rod could say anything, I said, "It's OK, Rod". "I'll lock the door and keep watch". He said nothing, but the relief on his face was obvious. "I'm tied with him, so this is going to take awhile", he said. With that, the dog stopped his thrusts, turned and hopped off of him. There they stood, butt to butt, locked in a canine embrace that is nature's way of assuring insemination. The dog continued to pump semen deep into Rod's rectum. I came around to face Rod and squatted down. I couldn't help but say, "Rod, this is the hottest thing I've ever seen". He responded, "I've been hooked on dog sex since I was a teenager, and I can't get enough of it". "I usually make sure I have total privacy, but this dog was humping my leg when we got off the transfer bus, so I couldn't resist him". He hung his head down in shame as he stayed there on his hands and knees, coupled with the dog. I asked him how long this would last and he answered that it could be as long as 30 minutes. I felt so bad for him that I did something I've never regretted; I said, "Do you think he'd mount me back in our room?". Rod looked up at me with a big smile on his face and said, "I love you, man". "Thanks for not making me sound like a freak". I, in turn, thanked him for not doing the same to me when I told him I liked his bald crotch. After awhile the dog's knot relaxed enough for Rod to pull away from him. He disengaged with a "pop" and dog semen gushed out of Rod's asshole and into the hay. I found a towel and dried Rod off and then helped him get dressed, all the while keeping watch. I turned back to Rod and he grabbed me around the waist with his powerful arms, planting a hard, wet kiss on me; his tongue felt like it was licking my tonsils. Once he stopped, it felt as though my knees were going to buckle. "Let's go", he said, and we led the dog out of the barn and into our room. We drew the drapes for privacy and made sure no one saw us take the dog into our cabin. Rod told me to undress while he stroked the dog's dick to get him horny again; it didn't take long. He then took some personal lube out of his bag and told me to get on my hands and knees. He lubed my ass as the dog started to air hump, sniffing at my rear end. Rod moved away and nature took over. The large white Shepard came up behind me and instinctively hopped onto my back, wrapping his front legs low around my waist. I could feel his cock poking around looking for it's mark. I shifted a little and moved back toward him. He immediately homed in and I felt his throbbing cock enter my asshole. I relaxed and let it in. I shrieked, "Oh, God! This is incredible!", as he buried his dogbone inside of me. His thrusting increased as his knot began to swell. Luke said, "Let me help him get in all the way". With that, he came up over me and spread my butt cheeks with his hands and said, "Relax and let him.....". Before he could say "in", the dog rammed his knot inside me. It felt as though his cock was going to come out of my throat. There was a momentary sting as my ass ring spread to accommodate his huge knot. After he knew he was in me, the dog increased his thrusting to a fever pitch. I could feel him pumping gobs of dog semen into my guts. It felt hot as it filled me up. I was reeling from the intesity of the experience when I looked up to see Rod standing in front of me stark naked. He was a magnificent sight. He dropped down to the floor and onto his back. He then scooted under me and took my cock into his mouth. This position placed his huge hairless penis and balls in the classic 69 position. I peeled back his foreskin and immediately took in the musky smell of his smegma. As the dog rammed me from behind, I took Rod's cock deep into my mouth and began to suck it like a nursing calf. It was my first, and it was fantastic. I could feel the dog jump and turn, tied with me. He continued to pump semen into me in that position. Rod worked on me like a drunken sailor on leave and I was rapidly approaching climax. I could tell he was too as his cock stiffened in my mouth. In unison, we both blew our loads into each other's mouths. Spurts of thick, hot cum splashed against the back of my throat as I unloaded a week's worth of sperm into Rod's mouth. He swallowed immediately and licked every drop from my cock. I let his juice fill my mouth, then gulped it down in one big swallow. It tasted slightly salty, but sweet. I wanted more and sucked at his dick until I practically pulled his foreskin off. Rod slid out from under me, then turned, stroked my hair and planted a deep, cummy kiss on me. He sat in front of me rubbing my neck and kissing me sweetly as the dog finished inseminating me. The dog finally disengaged, allowing his dog cum to gush out of me. I've never seen so much cum! I thanked Rod for turning me on to the dog, and turning me on, period! He thanked me too and said, "You're an amazing man. I'd like to do this again, but next time, at my place with my great dane". With that, I got another huge erection, so we spent the night fucking each other and falling asleep in each other's arms. It was a night to remember.