Date: Mon, 16 Sep 2019 10:17:27 +0000 (UTC) From: Mikhail Conrad Subject: HELPING HANDS Part 3 This is a story about sex between adult men and male dogs. If that offends you then you know where the back button is. You must be 18+ to read this, if not go back now even if it doesn't offend you. This story is my intellectual property and may not be posted in any way or used for anything other than personal reading without my express permission. Archive;'Helping Hands #3'{Mikhail Conrad}( Mdog best )[3!6] HEY READERS! HELP NIFTY KEEP SUPPLYING YOU WITH THESE GREAT STORIES BY DONATING TO THE SITE AT: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Feel Free to contact me about this story at Mikhailconrad@yahoo.com I think that this is the part most of you have been waiting patiently for. Get out your lube, toys, towels, whatever..., and enjoy! M HELPING HANDS Part 3 THE GREYHOUNDS Chapter 3 DANCING WITH DERVISHES "Tell me what he's doing Alan," Luca demanded. "You can see what he's doing," I answered in frustration, "He's trying to fuck me, but his prick is just sliding up my butt crack and spray pre-cum on my lower back." "Raise your butt up just a bit." he instructed. "Okay, Now he's... FUCK! That hurt!" I cried out as Dancing Dervish drove his bone into my taint. The big brindle Greyhound battered his hard prick into my crack and hit everything but my hole. His pre-cum dripped down and across my hole starting a trickle down the inside of my right thigh. "SHIT! FUCK! OWWWW!" I yelled with each miss, "He's killing me with his bone man! OH FUCK! Get him off! OUCH! FUCK!" "Calm down Alan," Luca said as he bent over the dog that was trying to cock stab my ass to death and shifted the animal's hips slightly to the left and held them firmly, momentarily stopping the dog from humping, "When you aren't lined up right, the dog's boner can't go in you straight. He'll try to power his way in like this and you'll get gouged until he's lubed you enough with his spray to breech your hole at an off angle. That will really make the initial penetration pain wracking so, reach back with either hand and grab his cock behind the starting swell of his knot. Be quick because handling his knot will make it enlarge faster. Point it at your hole, put the tip up to your ass ring, and let go." I pulled my right hand loose from Dervishes tight mount grip and did what Luca told me. The cock in my hand was plumping up fast. I felt the wetness of his cock lube as it spritzed right on my hole when I put the end to my pucker. When I let go, Luca did too. Dervish bucked forward and planted his big fat hard cock all the way up my ass in one abrupt fuck thrust. "OH FUUUUCK!" I wailed when my asshole shattered inward breeched by the Greyhound's gouging fuck tool. "Talk to me Alan!" Gatti ordered me, "What is Dervish doing to you?" "He's fucking me!" I gasped out through the pain of the fast savage penetration as the dog laid in and started to hammer his cock into me at what felt like supersonic speed, "He's fucking me hard. Oh shit man, he's fucking me! I'm getting dog fucked. It's so fucking big! He's fucking me up the ass with his big dog cock!" "Oh yeah," Luca groaned, and I saw him stroking his cock that stuck up through the fly of his suit pants, "Take that fuck Nasty-boner boy. Spread for that dog. He's going to fuck you good. Take that cock in your hairy jock ass. Can you feel his knot yet?" "He..., heee'sss fucking it in and out of my hole right nowwww! It's getting bigger. It's stretching me open. He's pounding it in deeper..., oh fuck! He's going to knot me! OH FUCK! It's all inside me now. It's getting bigger. It feels sooooo big! It's pressing against my prostate. Oh fuck, he's got me! Heee'ssss knotted me and hee'ss cumming in me. He's squirting his cum in me..., ohhhhh fuuuuuuuck!" And just that fast Dancing Dervish had fucked me into submission and made me his knot locked cumdump. He arched his back and stretched out panting over me all the while loading my knot sealed fuck chute with squirt after squirt of hot canine jizz. His knot suddenly lurched and slid just a fraction deeper in me as it swelled to its maximum size. "He's going to turn on you now Alan," Luca informed me, "Squeeze his knot with your asshole. Squeeze and relax..., do it and keep doing it. It will lube his knot with his cum and let it spin easier. Here he goes." Dervish released my waist from his foreleg clasp and placed both legs nimbly on my back. This raised him up quite a bit and wedged his haunches even more firmly between my thighs. It shifted the angle of his cock in my ass and I shifted my hips and squirmed on his knot. I put my chest on the cool floor with my arms stretched out wide to either side and milked the hard-engorged fuck plug with my butthole. "Oh my god!" I cried out in lust as the dog pushed off to his left and brought his right rear leg up onto my back, "Oh fuck, I can feel it twisting in me." "Feel what Alan?" Luca prompted me, "Twisting in you where slut?" "Hizzzzz knooooot...," I moaned as Dervish shuffled his left rear leg trying to encourage said knot to spin all the way around, "His knot is twisting in my ass! OH FUCK! There it goes! AHHHHH!" The sudden rearrangement of my cock filled colon made my eyes go wide and I pushed back up onto all fours. Luca was standing now above my right shoulder. He was stroking his cock with both hands and they were wet with lube. A quick glance to my left showed the hinged open top of the table where Luca had gotten the lube unnoticed by me during my fuck-knotting frenzy. "Here it cums...," he announced, "I'm going to shoot..., uhhhh! Uhhhh! UHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHH!" The man's jacked rigid cock lurched and rained thick globs of man spew across my back. I watched him shudder with each spurt until he stood there, eyes closed, head thrown back, with an open mouth sighing in sexual satisfaction. My aching asshole spasmed around Dervish's knot as his cum pulsed though it and I watched two more final drops of cum drip from Luca's waning prick and land on top of my right hand. I was energized by a sudden crude wanton urge. I wiped his cum off my right shoulder and then my right hand using my left one. I reached into my cock distended jock pouch and pulled my rock-hard dick out of the stretchy mesh restraint. I smeared Luca's cum all over my cock for lube and then changed hands. I shuddered in carnal ecstasy, shifted my ass, and ground it on Dervish's knot while he continued warming my insides with spurt after spurt of hot animal semen. "I'm using your cum for lube Luca," I said in a deep lecherous voice, "Watch me man! Look at me while I jack my meat. It's coated in your cock spew dude! My knot bloated asshole is full of fucking dog cum Luca! AND HE'S STILL SHOOTING IT IN ME. HIS KNOT IS SOOOO FUCKING BIG!" I started right-handed manic squeeze-jerking my rock-hard cock. It was so hard that it bordered on the edge of painful. It melded erotically into the knot stretching pain in my asshole and contrasted sharply with the thrums of pleasure coming from my prostate. My thumb slid tightly over the ridge of my cockhead as I fist milked my prick and that started setting me off in less than six strokes. I looked at Luca with his sexual leer fully on me. "Shoot it Alan!' he demanded as he sat down on the couch in post orgasmic exhaustion, "Show me what a slutty dog bitch you really are Nasty-boner boy. You are cumming because you have a knot-locked dog cock breeding your ass. Tell me how much you like it!" "OH FUUUUUUUCK!" I cried out amidst Luca's words and my stroking as my cock belched out the first thick wad of my knot induced orgasm, "OHHHHH FUCK! IT'S MAKING ME CUM. OH GOD IT FEELS GOOD! FUCK! FUCK! FUUUUCK! UHHH! AH! UHHHHH!" "That's a good bitch!" Luca praised me and patted my head with one hand while he caught my splattering semen discharges with the other, "Let it out. Shoot it all. Yeah..., that's a big Nasty-boner boy load. Dervish made you cum a lot. You like having that big thick dog knot up your butt, don't you?" "Uh huh...," I whimpered as the intensity of my orgasm faded, "Oh fuck Luca that was unbelievable." "It's not over yet Alan," he said with a lecherous laugh and wiped my load off of his hand onto my jock pouch, "You're going to get a lot more cum from him now. Get settled in slut boy. You're going to be knotted and bred deep for at least another fifteen minutes, probably longer. You want a pillow? Something to drink maybe?" "Oh shit...," I moaned still in knot shock. "I don't think I can take another fifteen minutes of this. The knot is so fucking big and the cum..., there's already so much in me that I can feel it sloshing every time I move. It's starting to cramp my insides. Ohhhh fuuuuck Luca, it's so biiiiig..." "You don't have a choice Alan," he firmly told me, "I can see your quivering ass ring. It's stretched as tight as a drum. There's no way your hairy man-boy jock asshole is going to stretch big enough to let Dervish's knot out without tearing. Cross your hands and put your head down on them. Keep your chest down and your ass up. Let all that dog cum flow deep inside you. Hump and grind a little bit..., uh uh..., a little less..., there ya go. Rub your prostate on that knot. Can you feel the cum going deeper yet?" "Oh fuck yeah," I whispered lustfully as I began another ride to feel-good-city, "I can feel the heat spreading up my chute. The cramps are stopping, but I feel like I need to take a major dump. And I'm getting all horny again. I could fucking live with this knot up my ass. Could you hand me the lube?" "And just a second ago you wanted it out," Luca said with a lewd chuckle and handed me the bottle of lube, "Relax and quit fighting the urge to shit. It's just because your ass is full of knot, cock, and cum. Don't worry about holding it in, the knot will do that for you. You might leak a little bit, but that's even more erotic. You might not be able to see it, but you can feel it trickling down your perineum and onto your scrotum. It'll gather there and drip off or make little runlets down the inside of your hairy thighs. You can reach back and wet your palm and fingers with it and use it for lube and not worry about the bottle. All you have to do Alan, is concentrate on being a perfectly nasty dirty-talking dog slut. And keep on playing with your cock. You know you can't help it. You're a dog's fuck bitch. You have a hard dog knot and cock up your ass squirting you full of cum. You already smell like a cum slut. You reek with the scent of my load and yours and our male sex musk with a whiff of wilder dog cum around it. Live it. Let your mind go and be that cum loaded dog slut. Own it. You know you need that knot. Nothing makes you cum like a hard knot holding your butch jock ass prisoner. Submit to the pleasure of your dog fuck. And then let it out. I want to hear how much you want it. Moan and whimper for me Alan. There you go. Tell me you want it. You're going to cum again aren't you Nasty-boner boy?" The whole time that Luca trashed talked me, I was pounding away like a mad man on my cock. It had never gone down after my first climax but was still not quite recovered enough to nut again so soon. When I heard Luca tell me I smelled like a cum slut, it clicked some raunchy obscene button in my libido, and I felt the pleasure of another orgasm bursting from my dickhead. My asshole spasmodically contracted on Dervish's knot from ejaculation reflex and my nut wad came shooting out of my piss slit. "FUUUUUUUCK!" I cried out again in ecstasy while Luca collected my second offering to the gods of knotted dog sluts, "YEEEEESSSSSS! UHH! OH FUCK! AH! AH! AH! FUCK YESSSSS! UHHHHHH!" The actual physical pleasure of my orgasm wasn't as great as the first one, but the emotional intensity was many times greater. This one was also a much bigger drain on my energy, and I felt sapped, probably because I started this climax with less stamina than the first. I suddenly noticed a cool sensation across my naked body. The AC had turned on and I was covered in a slick thin sheen of my own knot engendered sweat. I gathered up some leaking dog cum from my ball sac with my right hand and slowly smeared it across my hairy pecs. I kept on leisurely reaching down and gathering the runny nut spew and rubbing it into my sweat glistening body. I squirmed on the knot and threw my whole soul into being a cum-reeking, knot-wracked, cock-filled dog slut. "I so fucking want it," I gasp-whispered as I hand bathed myself in dog semen while feeling the throbs of canine ejaculate in my fully-defeated, relaxed, leaking asshole, "It's so..., big. Oh fuck..., it hurts, but it feels soooo gooood too. Fill me up, Dervish. Shoot it all up my ass. Make me your fucking cum dump slut. I want it..., oh fuck I want it bad..." "You're a nasty lewd dog bitch Alan," Lucas said and covered my mouth with his cum filed right hand. He smeared my cum across my lower face and I opened my mouth to lick and suck at my musky man goo. The smell of my own sperm filled my nostrils as some of the thick cock snot slid up into my nose. I grasped Luca's right hand in mine and held it to my mouth ravenously slurping up the remaining oozing nut juice. I used his arm as leverage at the same time so I could palm leaking dog jizz off my ball sac with my left hand and smear it on my tongue. I remembered the creamy slicks of Luca's cum that I had used for jack-off lube and squeezed the remains off of my still half-engorged prick and sucked if off my hand greedily. The watery dog cum mixed strangely with the nutty flavor of mine and Luca's. I tongued it around in my mouth, exploring the new taste. I was immersed in cum; from my pre-cum sodden jockstrap to my stretched-tight leaking asshole; it dripped from my balls, trickled down my thighs, and filled my cock-stuffed knot-locked ass chute. The taste and smell of the combined male seed permeated my senses. The quiet, slow, wet, sloppy sounds from my leaking asshole, the wet slaps of sweat and dog cum I put on my pecs, chest, and abs, the gooey swish in my mouth, all occupied my hearing. I completed my cum baptism by swallowing the co-mingled wad. In my mind I was engulfed in sperm, inside and out, all over. Sight, sound, touch, taste, and smell were all connected to cum, mine, Luca's, and Dervish's. "I'm a fucking dog cum slut Luca...," I moaned as I collapsed back onto my chest. "Yes, you are," he agreed softly, catching my weight with his right hand holding my right arm and letting me down gently, "And you're going to love being one, Nasty-boner boy. I'm going to help you. You want to do this again, don't you?" "Yeeessssss...," I sighed, chest down, arms splayed out, ass hanging off a dog knot. I drew in a deep breath, inhaling and tasting the lascivious scents and flavors of dog-man sex. Cum dominated the air with hints of salty male sweat, earthy crotch musk, and clean dog fur wafting in the background. I reached back with my right hand, between my fuck spread, cum wet thighs, past my cum dripping balls to feel my leaking asshole. And then my sex reverie was interrupted by a muffled trumpeting sound. The sound repeated itself, and I recognized the `Dah dah di dat di dah' of a race starter's horn. I pricked my ears to discern the direction of the sound. "I'm sorry Alan," Luca said as he pulled his cell phone out of his suit jacket draped across the back of the sofa, "I have to take this. You just stay right here and take Dervish's cum. I'll be right back." The phone rang again. He stood up and his pants dropped around his black socked feet. He stepped out of them and answered his cell. "Hold on for just a second, would you?" he said into the receiver and turned to walk away toward the left side double doors. His lube shiny cock swung languidly down in front of a large pair of low hanging nuts and all that hung out of the fly of his black silk boxers. It was still a sizeable length and I made a mental note to ask Luca how long it was when it was hard. I watched him walk away. His legs were skinny yet still muscular, wiry even. His ass was hidden by his boxer shorts and the back-tuck-in flap of his black dress shirt. The sleeves were unbuttoned and roughly pushed up past his elbows. His untied tie was draped across his thin shoulders. He opened one of the doors and stepped through into the opening of what looked to be another large room. He left me fuck tied to a panting Greyhound with a big knot. I went back to groping behind my balls seeking my asshole. I wanted to feel the connection. I ran my forefinger across the raised hard-stretched ring of my anal sphincter. Small amounts of dog cum bubbled and trickled all around it. My asshole was distended around the back of the bumpy hard bulge of Dervish's massive knot. I used my first two fingers to feel around the firm taunt shaft of tissue that connected to the knot and stretched back away from me where I knew it disappeared into the dog's back pointing sheath. I felt it expand with a pulse of watery dog sperm as another wad was shot up my ass. I started slowly massaging my cock between both of my cum gooey hands. I teased my schlong and writhed on Dervish's knot. My half-numb pecker got full hard again in no time as I let my mind and body submit to the moment. My coital depravity was once more disrupted. This time it was Luca returning. He stepped back into the room and his eyes seemed to feast on the sight on me, ass to ass and knot tied to one of his big Greyhound studs. He was grinning again and in the low light, the intensity of his stare made me feel even more like a fuckhole slut. "I wish I could see you like this every time I walk through a door Alan," He said as he slowly walked over to me, "I know people that would pay a fortune for a full sized sculpture of you and Dervish in this exact pose." Luca unhurriedly walked around me past the coffee table and out of sight behind me, taking in the view from every angle. I moaned salaciously and went back to working on my cock. Luca was right, I couldn't help it. The big dog knot wedged up my ass made me do it. The bulging hard lump of dog fuck flesh fused itself into my subconscious just as much as it had sealed itself inside my ass. The tight painful stretch that was broken repeatedly by jolt pulses of prostatic pleasure controlled my wanton actions. "That's right Nasty-boner boy," Luca whispered vulgarly moving closer behind me, "Stroke your cock. You can't get away. You're a knotted cumhole bitch. If you want to cum again then you have to work for it. Squeeze your dick boy. Make it feel good. I see your balls tightening up in your hairy nut sac under your knot stuffed asshole. Do you think you can cum before Drake gets here with Stormcloud...? Hmm?" I froze when I heard Luca's last questions. I felt another chill that wasn't from the air conditioning on my dog cum and sweat dampened body. I started to panic and went back up on my hands. My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest. A slight jolt of white-hot pain erupted from my asshole reminding me how trapped and vulnerable I was in my dog knotted state. I couldn't let Drake see me like this. What was Luca thinking? The man worked at the fucking racetrack. If word got around that I..., FUUUUUCK! I was screwed for getting screwed. "WHAT THE FUCK LUCA?" I blurted out almost hysterically, "I THOUGHT..." "Calm down Alan," he told me and gave me a reassuring pat on my right ass cheek as he sat down on the sofa behind me, "It's at least fifty minutes from the dog track for a pickup pulling a dog trailer. AND..., yes, we have an agreement. Drake won't even know you're here. Unless you want him to..., do you?" "Hell no!" I shot back, "No fucking way! I need to get loose. Can you get me loose?" "I really wish you'd relax and settle down Alan," Luca told me calmly while scratching Dancing Dervish's neck, "You're spoiling your breeding. Put your chest back down and submit to the knot. You want it..., feel it..., debase yourself to it. That's a good Nasty-boner boy..., yeah..., take that dog cum." I let Luca soothe me back into my fuck. I drew in the sperm laden air, put my chest back on the floor, and snuggled my asshole back into Dervish's knot. Luca would never let Drake in to see me, even if he did get here in time. He had made me a promise. I started man-stroking my cock again; right fist tight at the base, squeezing and pulling upward, and then adding my left fist as my right slid over my cum slicked cockhead. Over and over, grip, squeeze, pull, grip, squeeze, pull... The feel of my rock-hard pecker in my grasping fists made me shudder when they contracted across my dickhead. I was literally trying to strangle the cum from my cock. I instantly knew how the phrase `choke the chicken' became a sexual innuendo. "Why'd you do it Luca?" I murmured as I milked my rigid schlong. "Heh, heh, heh," Luca chuckled devilishly, "You caught that, did you? I don't want you to cum again Alan. Not yet, that is. I knew that mentioning Drake would pull you back. You were so close." "I want to cum again Luca," I whimpered pleading lustfully, "Please let me cum. My dick is so hard..., I need to cum again. Ohhhhhhhhhh...," I felt my balls begin to draw up once more as I wrung my needy prick in sexual wantonness. I began to gasp as the impending orgasm made little electric-like prickles on my dickhead and in my knot abused prostate. A resounding painful whack on my left butt cheek stung my senses and my building climax crumbled into an aching longing. "Luca! You're a fucking asshole!" I hurled at him in frustration. "I don't want you to cum yet, Alan," he repeated himself and slapped his left palm with the back of the dog brush he had used on my ass. I wondered what else was stored in that table as Luca continued, "I want you to want to cum, but I don't want you to cum. You need to walk the edge Nasty-boner boy. I'll make sure you keep your balls full of sperm. You just go on being a dog cum slut. Go on..., keep trying to get off. Who knows? Maybe you'll cum in spite of anything I can do." "WHY?" I demanded in the throes of depraved lust. "Because I thought you might want to have another dog after Dancing Dervish finishes with you," he whispered breathily in my right ear, "Do you want that?" "Yes!' I gasped out with renewed excitement. "You do want the next dog to know that you are a submissive fuckhole for his knot and cock, don't you?" Luca asked in a normal voice as he sat back up. "Yesssss!" I hissed and started squeeze masturbating again. "Then you need to save a load for him," Luca explained as I desperately tried to satisfy my throbbing pecker, "He needs to feel the orgasm induced spasms of your asshole on his knot just like Dancing Dervish has. Then they will both know you for the fuckhole bitch you are when you go to get one of them by yourself. Isn't that what you are? Don't you want them to know it? You want them to know that they can fuck you, DON'T YOU?" "YESSSSS!" I cried out in agreement and I once again felt the beginning tingles of an orgasm about to crest and hurl me into physical ecstasy, "HELL FUCKING YEEEEEES!" My eyes shot open in shock as Luca put both hands around my mouth and nose. I couldn't breathe. I clutched frantically at his hands and jerked them loose from their suffocating grasp feeling my climax slip away again. "FUCK YOU LUCA! FUCK YOU! YOU FUCKING PRICK TEASE!" I shouted from the aggravation of being thwarted from cumming one more time. "Save your histrionics, you know why I'm not going to let you cum Alan," he replied, "You said It's what you want. Look at all that leakage from your cock Nasty-boner boy. Your glands are working overtime. The next dog that gets his knot up in you is really going to get a greedy hole isn't he Alan?" "YOU'RE DRIVING ME FUCKING CRAZY LUCA!" I cried out trying to resist the nut churning torment of sexual deprivation that he was putting me through. "No, Alan," he responded, "I'm driving you fuck crazy, not fucking crazy. Try to be precise. I know it's hard to do with a big fat cum-pumping knot up your ass but try. The more exacting you are with your filthy sex talk, the more I can get to know you and help you get what you need. Beg for what you want Alan. Beg real nicely and see if you get it. How do you want your next dog fuck? Do you want to be tied up...? Your eyes darting to look at me gave you away Alan. Would that make you feel even more dog cock dominated, to be restrained?" "You're doing it to me again Luca," I told him as I took tense deep breaths. The smell of dog and man spooge abetted his efforts to edge me. I shuddered and released my cock. A thick strand of my cock's fuck lube ran between my right hand and my cock. I finger collected the originating drop from my piss slit and put the whole gooey glob in my mouth. It was slimy and adhered to my lips that were dried out from heavy breathing. I licked them and coated them with my man goo. Now the scent of my pre-cum dominated the sex smells. "OH! OH FUCK!" I moaned loudly in surprise as my asshole seemed to convulse around Dervish's knot. "What is it Alan?" Luca asked with an aggravatingly knowing chuckle, "Tell me what's happening. What do you feel?" "I think there is something wrong with my asshole," I told him bug-eyed, "It's numb but I can feel it..., like..., it's sort of convulsing or something." "Have you ever had a knot this big in you Alan?" he asked. "Nnn..., nnn..., NOOOO!" I answered as it happened again, and I could feel my poor ravaged anal ring twitching with barely discernable contractions. "Shhh!" Luca hushed me and pulled me back up onto all fours and steadied me with his hands on my shoulders, "Take a firm stance Alan. Make sure you're steady and then make sure you relax your ass. I know it's numb from being stretched to the point of low blood flow, but still try and relax it. Your sphincter is contracting. It's contracting because Dancing Dervish's knot is going down. If you squeeze with your whole rectum you can feel it getting slowly smaller. Now let it go. Relax..., you've been a great dog slut, Nasty-boner boy. He's through dumping his sperm in you this time. You are a well-bred bitch for now. I'm going to hold his collar to keep him from pulling out before his knot shrinks enough. We don't want you all blown out for your next breeding, do we? You'll get more muscle stretch control as you work your hole with each breeding. I'll just have to make sure you do it and that you don't take on more than you can handle. Get ready for your unknotting." "Is it going to hurt bad?" I asked moving my hands and knees into a firm sturdy position, "I can hardly feel anything except my knotted, cum bloated, cock stuffed bowels." "Maybe a little burn or sting," Luca told me as he let go supporting me and reached into the open table, "Nothing that is going to stop you from coming back for more. Here take these two towels. Put one under your ass. Spread it out back toward Dervish. His cock is going to follow him and that's the way most of the sloppy fuck mess is going to go to. You can use the other one to wipe yourself up some. You might want to get dressed and say hello to Drake. Your choice." "What about that next dog fuck?" I asked and now could feel my rectal cavity getting sloshy as dog cum filled the space left by the receding knot. "You'll get your knotting Alan, you fucking slut," Luca said with a laugh, "Let your asshole recover some first. You can grab a drink and a snack, hydrate and re-energize. You'll have a better orgasm, I promise you." "Okay Luca," I agreed, "Just no more edging, okay?" "No promises there Alan," he replied, "I'm going to do what I think is best for a freshly bred cum dog slut. Hasn't it been good so far?" "It's been fucking great Luca," I told him, "But..." "The only butt I want to see or hear around here is your dog knotted one Alan," he interrupted, "Do it my way today. You'll have plenty of time to experiment in the days to come. Today I want to make sure you know how to do it right. Haven't you learned a lot already?" "You know I have." "Then get your cock and nuts back in that jock pouch so it can collect some of the fuck fluids that are about to blow out your ass. You'll probably want to keep this strap for yourself. I want it if you don't. Just go with it Nasty-boner boy," he said with that grin. "Okay Boner-bad boy," I taunted back and got my hard dick and soggy balls back in my jock just as my asshole collapsed with a wet `whoosh.' It felt like a couple of pounds of fluid and dog meat vacated my chute all at once. I felt the warm liquid dog cum pour out my hole carrying the slab of Dervish's cock along with it. The canine fuck tool slid down my taint sloshing watery dog jizz all around it. Runlets encircled my balls, completely soaking my jock and dripped through the mesh onto the towel underneath me. The insides of my thighs were soaked with runny semen too. "Ohhhh man...," I moaned, "I feel so fucking empty. Is that air I feel inside my asshole?" "Yes, it is Alan," Luca answered leaning over to look at my cum swampy fuck hole, "Your anus is gaping open about an inch and I can see a shadowy open space in your rectum. I'm watching it slowly contract as dog cum mixed with your ass snot trickles out of it. It looks so hot Alan. You should be proud. It's a true dog slut spectacle. Spread your knees apart some more..., that's it..., arch your back..., good, now you're about to get a reward from Dancing Dervish. He wants to thank you for being a good little fuck hole..., Lick Dervish!" The dog nuzzled his snout into my ass and started lapping the fuck juices running out of my hole. The feel of his rough tongue on my knot plundered hole was intense. He would leave off to lick at my thighs and the back of my jock pouch from time to time as the flow from my ass slowed. Dervish used his tongue to slurp up every drop of sex liquid he could sniff out. When he tried to root his snout into the back of my jock pouch, I fell forward catching myself with my elbows as his nudging head pushed me from behind. "Stand up Alan," Luca told me, "Wipe yourself off with the towel." I stood up in spite of my shaking knees by holding onto the sofa. I felt a little wobbly and had quite a few body aches. I stretched and felt my body start to recover some. Luca gathered up the messy towel from around my feet and used it to pat dry the cum wet fur on Dervish's hind legs while Dancing Dervish licked his still very large knot and cock back into its sheath. I finished wiping the damp fuck remains off and started dressing and Luca did the same beside me. I had just put my belt through the second loop of my shorts when the doorbell rang. I gave Luca a wide-eyed look as he took all the dog fuck items, lube, towels, and brush and put them inside the storage table and shut the top. "I thought you said he would be a while," I said to Luca assuming that it was Drake at the door. "It's been almost an hour since he called Alan," he replied, "You let Dervish lick you clean for good fifteen minutes. It's easy to let time get away from you when you're being an all-out dog slut. I'm an expert on that. I should tell you about..." The doorbell rang again and interrupted him. "You better get that," I told him, "I'm just going to hang back here with Dervish." "Oh slip your shoes on and come say hello, Alan," Luca chided me, "You know the man has the hots for you. You can at least let him look at the eye candy he wants. That hard-on he had today wasn't just from watching the dogs fuck you know. Tell me you don't like the attention." "What if he wants to know what I'm doing here?" I asked really wanting to see if the hot bodied trainer would flirt with me some more but remained nervous about the dog situation. "Just let me handle it Alan," Luca said as he slipped his suit coat on and patted it into place. The only thing different about him was that the top button of his shirt was undone and he was sans tie. The tie was draped over the back of one of the leather easy chairs. I followed him to the front door. Luca opened the door just as the bell went off again. Drake stood in the doorway with his finger just leaving the doorbell button. He smiled at Luca and did a double take with his eyes when he saw me behind the older man. His smile widened and he checked me out just like he had when we met this morning with those darting fast glances. "I'm sorry Luca," he said as the last four tones of the eight-chime bell sounded, "I was beginning to think I misheard you and that you said house not pool house." "You heard right Drake," Luca said and stood aside to motion the man in, "You remember Alan from this morning, don't you?" "Sure I do," the curly haired hunk said taking my hand to shake and walked me across the short foyer with it, "Good to see you again Alan." "You too," I replied and gave his hand an extra firm squeeze and added a wink that Luca didn't see. "Can I get you a drink Drake?" Luca asked, "We were just about to have one ourselves." We went over to the gaming table and Drake and I took seats while Luca walked to the bar to get cocktails. The two of us engaged in small talk while Luca mixed drinks. It was just very casual; What days do you work? What part of town do you live in? Where'd you go to school? Etc. I found out he had just turned thirty and that we had gone to rival high schools seven years apart. Luca handed us our drinks without interrupting and sat down to join us. Drake and I put out some challenging jock bravado on behalf of our school sports rivalry and laughed at each other for it with Luca joining in. "And what brings you out here to Gatti Kennels, Alan?" Drake asked me. I froze. "Alan decided that he wanted to learn even more about Greyhound breeding after this morning," Luca responded without a pause, "He's interested in learning all the best breeding techniques. I think I can use someone like that around here, so I took him on. It's an intern position. I can see to it that he gets college credit for his efforts. God knows he'll get more breeding experience here than he ever would at any university." Just as I took a drink out of my glass and tasted that Luca had given me a mix of orange and pineapple juices with no alcohol, I heard his words. I choked as the truth and deceptive innocence of his words registered with me. Drake immediately started giving me firm hand slaps on the back to clear my breathing passages. "Are you okay Alan?" Drake asked as I coughed and got my breath back. Luca hurried over to the kitchen. "I'm..., ukuh..., okay. Uhk, uhk," I coughed out a reply, "It just went down the wrong way." "Maybe you need to work on your swallowing technique," Drake said laughing. "Maybe you can show me how," I shot back and locked eyes with him. "Here, take a bite and chew it some and then swallow it," Luca said and set a small plate with a slice of white bread on it in front of me, "It will absorb the juice drops around your epiglottis and ease the need to cough." I took a bite of the bread and did as Luca instructed. It did take away a lot of the irritation in my throat that made me need to cough. I had just relaxed back in my chair and taken another drink to wash the bread down when Luca continued his explanation. "As I was saying," he went on, "I'm sure that there is a position that Alan can assume here with our breeding program that will satisfy his needs." I almost choked again but held it in my mouth and swallowed it carefully. Drake didn't appear to even be aware of any of the innuendoes coming out of Luca's mouth. It dawned on me that Luca could truthfully say that he hadn't lied to Drake. He didn't exactly tell the truth either and I was sure going to take him up on the college credit offer. How many people could say that they had gotten college credit for having sex? Maybe a few..., maybe. But for having sex with a dog? I didn't think I'd ever find another one of those. "Well you sure picked the best and most experienced man on the planet to learn from Alan," Drake told me, "I hope you enjoy the experience." "I know I can learn a lot from Luca, Drake," I replied smiling as I issued my own hidden insinuations and felt a very small trickle of dog cum seep from my now mostly closed asshole, "And I'm enjoying it already." "Well, let's take care of business," Luca said changing the subject and looking at Drake, "How did it go?" "He covered her two more times for a good twenty minutes each time," the trainer answered, "Murph, that's Lady Bric-a-brac's owner Alan, Jack Murphy, well anyway, he said he'd call you with the test results next Friday." "Good, good," Luca said, "And how is Stormcloud?" "He's fine. He's eaten well and had plenty to drink. He fell asleep in the trailer cage and I didn't want to wake him. Do you want to see him?" Drake asked Luca. "No, that's not necessary," he replied, "Let him sleep a few minutes more. He earned it. I have one of my feelings about this litter Drake." "Yeah?" the handsome trainer asked. "I'm sensing a champion stud from this one," Luca stated. "I don't doubt you my friend," Drake said laughing, "It's uncanny how many times you're right. If I didn't know you better, you'd freak me out. I still think you made a deal with the devil." "No, no," Luca denied the allegation with a laugh of his own, "It's just years and years of watching breedings and then seeing one go off almost exactly like one that produced a champion racer in the past. A broad spectrum of accumulated data, I think the analysts call it." "Well whatever it is, it's still weird to me," Drake said and looked at me, "What do you think Alan?" "I think Luca knows a lot about Greyhound breeding," I answered and saw Luca shoot me a conspiratorial look. "That he does," Drake agreed and stood up setting his empty glass down in one of the gaming table's drink holders, "I'll just take Stormcloud back to his kennel then if we're done Luca." "Yes, that's fine Drake, could you do me a favor too? It won't put you out at all." "I probably will," he answered, "Whatcha need Luca?" "Could you take Alan up to the stud kennel with you? He volunteered to take Dancing Dervish, over there, back to his kennel for me, and to bring WD back down to be the house pet tonight. Can give him a ride? It will save me from having to call Gifford to bring the cart back around." "No problem Luca," he said and then asked me, "You ready Alan?" "I guess so," I answered and looked at Luca questioningly. "You go ahead Alan" he told me, "You remember where Dancing Dervish's kennel is don't you?" I nodded yes. "Just put him back in and make sure you latch the gate securely," Luca told me, "Then get WD. He's in the kennel just past Dancing's. He won't give you any problems. Just let him smell you. Any questions? No? I'll be here when you get back. I need to make a couple of calls and this will be the perfect time to take care of them. Did you by any chance ask Murph if he planned on selling Mad Hatter for stud anytime soon Drake?" "No, I completely forgot, besides I think you might have enough breeding studs for now Luca," Drake said looking at me, "This place is starting to smell like dog cum." I put Dancing Dervish on his lead and followed Drake out to his truck parked outside the backyard privacy fence on the concrete pathway that went to the stud kennels. I was a bit anxious about Drake's dog cum comment but put it out of my head when Stormcloud turned his head lazily and acknowledged us as we passed the trailer. I let the Greyhound jump up first into the passenger side of Drake's pickup and then climbed in behind him. Dervish sat proudly on his haunches in the middle space of the bench seat and gave my face a single lick of friendship. `Hell,' I thought, this dog kissed me before and after he fucked me. That was better than most of the guys I had been with. Drake plopped his tight hunky ass into the driver's seat, started the engine and took off smoothly for the stud kennel. I didn't say anything, and he seemed to be alright with the silence too. We drove up to the gate at the stud compound and Drake pressed the bar button on a remote clipped to his sun visor. The kennel gate slid aside, and he drove through it and right into the kennel breezeway. "Well, here we are," he told me unnecessarily, "Stormcloud's kennel is all the way down at the end. Why don't you go ahead and take Dancing Dervish back while I go unlatch the trailer out back and get Stormcloud out. I'll take him back to his kennel through the end door and then catch back up to you at WD's kennel, okay?" "Sounds good to me," I told him and hopped out followed by Dancing Dervish. I was going to be sorry to see Dervish go. He had been the best fuck of my life and I kind of wanted to have another round with him because it had been so good. Maybe this WD would be just as fun. I'd know pretty soon. Dancing Dervish stood quietly while I unhooked his lead and opened the gate to his kennel. He looked up at me and paused with his right forepaw slightly cocked up to take a step. I nodded to him. "Go ahead boy," I told him and motioned him to go into his kennel. He stepped into his space elegantly and turned to look at me again. I bent down and gave him a big hug. He licked me on the side of my face. "Thank you," I told him, "I hope I get to see you again real soon." He got in a few more licks before I stood and shut the gate. Looking down at the end of the hallway, I could see Drake closing Stormcloud's kennel gate. I hurried to the next kennel to get WD and did a double take. I stepped back and took a good look at Dancing Dervish standing behind his kennel gate looking at me. Then I turned and went back in front of WD's gate and looked at him. I could swear I was looking at the exact same dog. "What's the hold up?" Drake asked as he walked up behind me staring at WD in his kennel. "Is it just me, or does this dog look exactly like Dancing Dervish?" I asked him. "I really want to say it's just you and see how you react," he teased me, "But no, you're right. You didn't know that they are identical twins?" "No, I didn't," I told him, "I only saw them in passing, except for Dancing Dervish." "We didn't know they were identical either until Luca had DNA tests run on them and had it confirmed," he told me, "The Dervishes..., the only dogs Luca ever kept that he was breeder, owner, and trainer for." "Dervishes? As in plural?" I asked, "WD is a Dervish?" "Sure he is," Drake said and pointed to the name plate hanging over the fence bars of the kennel. It read, `Whirling Dervish' in bronze letters. "We just say WD and Dancing around them so they know who we're talking to," he explained to me, "They know their full names, Greyhounds are very intelligent. Watch." He backed up until he could see both kennels and dogs at the same time. "Sit Dervishes!" he commanded with a down pointing finger. Both hounds sat on their haunches and looked at him intently. "Up Dancing!" he said with an upward hand motion. Dancing Dervish stood and WD remained sitting. "Down WD!" he ordered. WD laid down promptly and Dancing Dervish never moved except for a little twitch at the end of his tail, not even fully a wag. "Good Dervishes!" he told them and both dogs stood looking at him with wagging tails as he turned to me and nodded at WD, "Go ahead and get him. You haven't seen the best of it though. There really are three Dervishes. Their brother, Howling Dervish, isn't an identical, but is their older litter mate. You should see the three of them together. Luca's nephew, Tony, has him, and he's a trained service dog. Tony is a diabetic and Luca had Howling trained and gave him to Tony to alert him of any impending blood sugar problem. Howling is also trained to seek aid for Tony if he is unresponsive. All three of the Dervishes are special dogs. WD has never lost a race to Dancing even though Dancing has brought in faster track times than his brother. They definitely have a pecking order of some kind with WD being the dominant one, but they have never growled at each other much less fought." "How do you tell these two apart?" I asked as I opened the kennel gate and hooked the lead on WD's collar. "In addition to some profound personality differences that you'll learn in time, there are a few physical variations," Drake told me as we walked down the hall into the breezeway and out back to his truck, "The most notable one is the small dark brown patch on WD's chin. Dancing doesn't have it." We got back in the truck with WD taking the same place as Dancing, in the middle, sitting regally like we were there just for him. I really was, or at least I hoped I was. I looked between the Greyhounds legs to see a sheath and pair of balls that were seeming duplicates of the ones on Dancing that I had had a very close connection, so to speak, with. My cock started to swell in my cum dampened jock and I looked at Drake. He was looking straight ahead and pressed the button on the remote on his visor to open the gate for us to go back to the house area. When we got back to the backyard gate, Drake just pulled up and dropped me off. "See ya round Alan," the good-looking trainer said, "I might just show up at your window sometime. Maybe we can take our meal break together or something." "That would be nice," I told him and gave him my sexiest smile as he waved and drove off. I found out I had been let out at the gate without any way to open it. Looking around I saw a doorbell-like button on the fencepost by the gate post. I pressed it once. "Alan? Is that you?" Luca's voice came from a cleverly hidden speaker behind a small shrub. "It's me," I said loudly, and the gate began to open. I walked toward the pool house and WD followed precisely at my right heel maintaining the constant same slack in the lead. He stopped as I did at the door. Before I could ring the bell, Luca opened it and stood aside for us to enter. We went in and I stooped over to remove the lead and hang it on the same hook in the foyer It had been on before. "I need to make an appointment for you with the security tech Alan," Luca told me, "He'll need your cell phone to install the app that controls the gates here. It will only take a few minutes. Can you do that tomorrow?" "I can after I get off work at five," I told him, "Is that okay?" "I'll make the appointment for six-thirty," he said as we all three went into the main great room of the house, "That should give you time to get here and go pick out a stud for the evening. You know you can spend the night whenever you want. Just make sure that you lock the front and back doors. I'm the only other person with a key so don't worry about anyone coming in unexpectedly." "Thanks Luca," I said, "Really man, thanks for everything." "It's my pleasure Alan," he replied with his lecherous grin as he took off his suit coat and started making himself comfortable, "Literally my pleasure..., you can strip back down to your cummy jockstrap now. It's time for you to be the knot craving dog slut you really are. Get down with Whirling Dervish and show me what you've learned. And Alan, you know I want to hear a lewd trashy description of your breeding..., and this time I want you to tell me in detail, the differences in how my two Dervishes fuck. It's time Nasty-boner boy. WD Lick Alan!" END OF PART 2, CHAPTER 3