Date: Sat, 12 Apr 2008 16:10:47 -0500 From: charles Turner Subject: Home Again: Going to Work 16 Warning! Warning! What follows is a story of dog on male sex, dominance,Homo-sexuality, watersports and various other alternative sexual practices. If it is illegal in your area to read about this close the page and write your congressperson. If you are disturbed by this type of activities I hope you find something more to your tastes elsewhere. This is the continuing tale of Dan, Rafa, Cho, Sean and Ivan, various other dogs and people and is within a few months of the present time; from this point onward I hope this will be the story of Chase and TP. As I've stated before, I will allow those that wish to believe this is fiction to do so but I will attempt to tell the story the best I can remember it happening. Going To Work 16 Later that evening Albert showed up. He seemed desperate, he tried explaining that he and Dr. Harvey had told the police I was mugged by a stranger. For an hour he tried to get me to not name Tim as the one who had attacked me, I wasn't planning on ratting him out, but I enjoyed hearing my boss beg. Finally I negotiated with him, my bills were paid, I was given a medical leave of absence from school, Tim would be out of town within forty-eight hours and a few perks I'll tell you about later. I remained in the hospital for the entire month of January, about the 18th I was finally able to get out of bed and walk with the help of a walker. It was a frustrating time for me, I was seeing the teen from Christmas Eve and a sexy nurse nearly everyday but I was unable to even flirt. Other than fingering TP and watching him drink from my catheter there wasn't much I'd want to relate from the first three weeks. After I started walking I tried seducing the nurse into screwing me. Paul is a slightly taller version of Rosey, with what looked like a zucchini planted in his pants. I wrote him notes everyday letting him know that I was ready and available the first time he worked the shift without his wife. Paul had warned me that she was so jealous that if she found out I was trying to seduce him that she'd probably castrate me with a kitchen knife. His warning didn't scare me, I didn't think he wanted his wife to know men hit on him, except I was careful to get my notes back before he left the room. I had 'accidentally' let him walk in on TP rimming me during that week, I really hoped that he might start seeing the possibilities. As soon as I had started to walk I was taken off the pain drip and was given a shot every evening so I could sleep. That was the shift that Paul worked, so he had done more than just seen my ass, he had wiped it, washed it and repeatedly poked it with a needle. The day I graduated to walking with a crutch Paul worked a double, staying over from the evening shift all night. I'm not certain it was the first night he worked without his wife, but I am sure she wasn't there that night. He had gently helped me move from laying on my back to my side while having my butt hanging over the side of the bed, a position he said let my ass relax enough to be a good target for the needle. Unlike most times when he was giving me a shot I had managed to get my hand behind my before being turned. As Paul pulled open the gown I groped his dick and finally mananged to open his zipper. The illict-ness and sexiness of having my hand on my nurse's dick and pulling it loose of his pants and boxers was exhilerating, my ass could barely wait to be stuffed and the rest of my body was reacting. Only as his dick swelled and throbbed in my hand did I begin worrying that I didn't have anything to make the entry smooth, I knew as thick as he is it wasn't going to be easy. It didn't take me long to understand that Paul had planned on responding to my pleas that night. At first the lotion he plied onto my hole was cold, but soon his long, strong fingers were sliding in and out warming both the lotion and my ass. My position on the bed wasn't the easiest position to lay in and attempt to relax, especially since I hadn't had a dick since my stay in the hospital started. I did the best I could but as Paul tried entering me the position wasn't the greatest and I couldn't do much to help beyond pushing out although there was no doubt I wanted to feel every iota of the monster stroking me with its' entire hot length. Paul was still working at opening me with short slow strokes when we were sur-prised by Billy's brother Jimmy Jr. walking through the curtain that circled us. The teen stood looking at us for a minute with an unbelieving look on his face before leaning over the bed and taking my drooling dick in his mouth. He sucked tightly on my shaft allowing Paul's strokes to drive my dick in and out; sliding through the smoothest lips I'd felt in years, until my balls were soon bouncing against his chin and Paul's were slapping on my cheek I lay quietly accepting my lot in life and then tried to be somewhat active. The whole situation was too much, two of the sexiest men I'd met besides my slave, Jimmy Jr.'s brother six feet away, Paul seconds from being called back to work and my own frustrating horniness. Jimmy Jr. had been trained well and didn't withdraw a millimeter when I began spewing a heavy load of cum at his tonsils. Paul wasn't quite as composed, as my ass muscles and body throbbed with that orgasm he violently ended the previously gentle fuck, slamming his body against mine and flooding me with a load of scorching cum. Had I been able to speak I would have invited Jimmy Jr. to unload his sweet boy cum in my mouth, but as it was the only way for me to enjoy the taste was to let him masturbate and catch his seed in a hand. Without a second thought I was happy to use a flexi-straw and slurp the cooling cum off his palm and savor every drop. He was certainly teenager sweet, but not as honey-sweet as TP. Still if he'd had a longer tongue I would have gladly taken him home to be TP's brother. Somehow I knew without ever asking that he would have been on his knees for a big dog in seconds and would remain happy as long as he got enough dick and cum. February 1st I was sent home for two weeks. TP skipped classes the day I was to be released and showed up at the hospital a half hour before the paperwork was finished, I knew he was anxious for us to be together again but I didn't expect the rim job he demanded the right to give me while we waited for the orderly to come get me. Going home to rest and recouperate for two weeks kept feeling better the deeper he drilled his tongue. For all his care and help in the hospital I had planned on having a surprise waiting for him at the trailor. My plans to get TP fully bred over the holidays had been destroyed by Tim, so I had made surreptitious arrangements to continue his bacchanal. I hadn't expected the ordeal of being discharged and getting back to my space to be as exhausting as it was. Ivan and Sean weren't at the trailor waiting, Albert had agreed to care for them as soon as he learned how long I would be hospitalized. One of the perks he'd agreed to was allowing Harry and Ron visit the first weekend I was home, but the phone rang as we walked in the door and Albert begged off that night and promised we could expect Harry and Ron the following morning. Friday night TP had me to himself, no dogs, no friends, no hungry teenagers and no interruptions from hospital staff. It was a surprisingly pleasant evening as we cuddled and made love in front of the fire and again later in bed. My mouth was still wired shut, but I was able to use the straw trick to gather the honey from TP's stomach after he blew a load while I lazily gave him a prolonged fucking. It was one of the first nights I hadn't taken TP further than the most vanilla of sex, but somehow it was as fulfilling as many another night. I woke the next morning to TP back in the role of dog/slave eagerly probbing my ass with that marvelous tongue, I swear he had every possible bit of it buried and his lips caressing the rim in ways I couldn't have expected months earlier. Bored stiff in the hospital I had made TP bring a ruler to measure his tongue, it protruded an even four inches when he licked his eyebrows. That morning I would have sworn it was twice that long as he bathed my insides with saliva and literally fucked me with it. TP was getting coffee for himself and a juice box for me when the doorbell rang. Laying in bed savoring the hours since I'd been released from the hospital I didn't expect Albert to come in, but minutes later I heard him standing at the foot of the bed clearing his throat. "That is certainly an enticing sight. I can absolutely see why my brother would fight to keep the right to it." "I hope Harry and Ron are as enticed as you two. You weren't letting them dump all their cum last night were you?" I hadn't bothered to roll over on my back, I was still hard from the rim job and didn't feel like showing it to Albert even though he had seen me that way at some of his parties and when I first seduced his brother into beastiality on his back lawn. "Unless the boys are fucking each other they haven't 'dumped a load' as you say, for two or three weeks." "You've been enjoying the visit by Ivan and Sean, then?" I really hadn't ex-pected that, Albert had always claimed to be strictly a shepard's man. "Their response to an alarmclock is much better than Harry and Ron's. Nice Pavlovean training. I'd never have thought to do that, I much prefer such when I arrive home." I could have told him how to encourage that, but it was my private game with the wolfhounds and I preferred to keep it that way. I had never even told TP. "But they have behaved themselves and kept you satisfied?" "Much more than I would have expected. They are like exotic beasts compared to Harry and Ron. Did you train them to do each other, or is that their natural behavior?" "I'd never seen them doing each other until after Cho mounted them. Not long after he had them both they started mounting each. All I can think is that they are naturally gay dogs and enjoyed Cho's big dick breaking them in. Maybe they have been that way all along and I just never saw it, but I'm happy they have each other as long as they don't use all their energy on each other. TP would be severely dick starved if they did." I was ready for Albert to leave, but I couldn't just come out and tell him that since he was leaving his closest com-panions for TP and me. "I guess that is a hint that you and your boy," Albert had remained somewhat stuffy, refusing to call TP my slave or dog/boy. "are ready to have the boys to yourselves. I'm headed to the university to finish arrangements for your individual studies, I found a couple of volunteers that are willing to come here until you are able to drive. My TA will be helping you by hitting the library when you're ready, try not to stretch his ass too much, as far as I know he's only tried taking one dog dick. But who knows, one try in front of me may have led to more experimenting. I'll be by Monday with Ivan and Sean." "After classes." "I'll probably be later than that. I have a meeting with the Dean at six." That's as close as I can come to remembering the conversation, Albert has lived up to all his promises and the volunteers have taken me through two independent courses. The first was on the reemergence of syphilis in America and the other in advanced epidemiology, a course that I never would have taken enmasse. But laying on the bed ass up I was more interested in what he left behind that morning than my future studies. In the nine months since the two studs had mounted me Ron had filled out some and gotten darker, turning almost completely black not like a Belgian Shepard but with heavy saddle and patches that nearly met on his sides and neck. Harry hadn't changed much but he was a little heavier. Seeing the pair walk into the bedroom following TP I thought back to the first night I visited Albert's home and let the dogs put on a show for Tim and Albert. The idea of allowing TP to be the center of their attention faded and instead I decided to try something he had never experienced with me because I was struggling with our roles and what he should know of my life. I had intentionally set my box springs and mattress on the floor of the bedroom, most beds raise you into an uncomfortable position to be accepting a dog's attention. With the boxspring and mattress lowered you can comfortably kneel at the side and lay over it while most big dogs have easy access to your ass. TP and I were soon in a position that Harry and Ron knew was their cue. Not having had anything other than TP's tongue and one dick for three weeks or more I thought I was ready to be royally fucked. It would have been a macabre picture had there been anyone there to snap it, TP and I both with bandages on our heads, laying perpendicular to each other holding hands, with two big! German Shepards first gratefully licking our asses and minutes later with their flaming red cocks poking furiously at our butts. Serendipitiously, Harry and Ron found the entrance they wanted at the same moment and TP and I squeezed each other's hand hard with that moment of pain when a dog drives the first four or five inches into you in one stroke. How they had decided I don't know, but Harry was on TP and Ron, the larger of the two, was on me. Although they are different by about ten pounds their cocks seem the same size, a matter that TP and I discovered either the second or third time the boys mounted us. They definitely had different personalities when they pounded away at our asses. Ron would get his dick all the way inside and end up suspended in air with his front paws on the bed and hump in the air while Harry wouldn't let his hind paws off the floor so he was always pulling you down and out. After they would start shooting Ron would whimper and Harry growl, they also turned in opposite directions to tie which would often throw TP and I together, allowing me to hug him tight while the studs rubbed shoulders and tried to tug their knots loose. With Ron the tugging was almost like a second fuck, with Harry it could get painful as he seemed to need release as badly as his human partner. Sharing the pair with TP was more than just lying by each other and holding hands, each time one of the dogs had my ass and deposited his cum TP returned to the role of my slave and worked hard to draw the load from my ass to lap up. During one of those acts I finally decided that TP deserved to have his desires totally fulfilled and set out to plan when and how. Having experienced such angst for four months over give him my shit I wanted to be certain that TP understood that when the day came it was not meant to be a slave's humiliation but a helping of love. Sunday before TP returned to school we went to the tattoo parlor to add three more triangles to his small but growing collection, in four months TP had experienced seven studs and they were well documented by the triangles that spread to both sides of the larger triangle representing me. I was sore from having taken three knots, I could imagine how TP felt driving to school, he had taken me and the dogs, two times more than me and had fresh tattoos on his ass. It must have been a rough drive, but I'm sure he felt it was worth every pang. I was happy that TP came home on Wednesday evening, two days locked in the trailor had passed slowly, two hours with a very senior colleague was hardly enough to lighten my week. Rosey and Dr. Dick were out of town, so I didn't have my normal friends to stop by. I'd had enough silence to last me, so I did allow TP to talk to me, even his problems reconstructing an old carburetor were more interesting than listening to the clocks tick. Having him in bed for the night and waking Thursday before he left reminded me that I lived a heavenly life with only a few lumps thrown in to test me. Friday when TP returned I had a visitor that he'd never seen, waiting at the front door. Riley seldom attends any of the local gatherings and when he does he doesn't take Remus along, some-what like Cho he is not to be trusted among a group of unrestrained dogs. Remus is not a shepard, which is strange enough in the community but his human companion keeps him on a tight leash and seldom allows others to do more than look. Riley had met Cho once when he had stayed at the kennel, he is retired and occasionally volunteers at the kennel so he can meet 'strange' dogs. He had convinced me to allow him an afternoon with Cho when I was having relationship difficulties with Tim and needed my friend out of the way. In return he had willingly brought Remus to spend a night with TP and me. I had checked out his length and girth before TP arrived and knew my slave was going to to treated to more dick than he'd ever had. I hoped it wouldn't be too much, I wanted him to one day be ready to enjoy Cho. After his obligitory five minutes rimming my ass in the doorway I let TP crawl into the living room to be greeted face to face with Remus. The Great Dane mix is easily fifty pounds heavier than TP and on all fours towered over him. I didn't want to give TP the chance to become afraid or try to beg his way out of what was coming. I quickly ordered him to suck the dogs huge balls and stroke his sheath until the pink bone was sticking out five inches or more. Ordered to start licking the dog's dick TP turned until the dick easily slid into his mouth and his lips were bumping the furry sheath. I could see that my slave boy was gulping rapidly to swallow the first load or precum from Remus when I told him to turn around and present his ass to the stud. Remus probably could have walked into place over TP but he stood on his hind feet and with his front ones on TP's back plunged most of his swollen dick home. It was probably the most dick TP had taken in one shot and surprisingly or not he yelled out in pain. Neither I nor Remus felt any sympathy for him. In two more strokes Remus was batting his knot at TP's opening, Remus isn't more than ten or eleven inches long from tip past his knot, but his knot is as big as most fists and looked as hard as he punched his way through the tight hole. Seeing that he was about to succeed I stepped in front of TP and filled his mouth with my balls Once he was in, Remus began humping easier, I soon remembered the slow almost casual way the big dog fucked, not the frenzied pounding of most dogs . He seemed to know that no one would or could stop him, he even took the time to push his head against TP's and lick my cock. After perhaps five minutes or more he increased his speed and was rocking both TP and I back and forth. It didn't take him long to start unloading in the boy's ass, only when he turned and began pulling back against TP did I plunge my cock in my dog/boys mouth and give him the load he and Remus had built in my balls. I truly would have loved having Remus do me once, but I had promised myself to allow TP all the dick and cum Remus would give him. By the time Riley came to fetch his prize companion neither TP or the dog had enough energy to do much more than lay on their mats looking at each other and following me with their eyes. When Remus didn't run up to his friend, Riley was certainly surprised. "You must have fucked him twenty times. Normally Remus can't wait to stick his nose up the leg of my shorts." "Riley, I've never fucked another man's dog without asking permission. But Remus took advantage of TP's ass enough to wear himself out." I was somewhat insulted that Riley thought I'd fucked his companion. "I was sure that you wanted to try out the guy's ass. Almost everyone that has ever asked me to allow Remus to visit has been tempted to do it. That's why I seldom allow him to go with anyone else. He seems to enjoy getting mounted as much as mounting anyone." "So I misssed the opportunity to do him?" The thought that I could have done the big dog at the same time he was doing TP had my cock raging. "If you are interested and able, we could all go out back and have a little show. I've watched you fucking some of the shepards that show up at Albert's and think Remus and you would make a good match." Good match or not, I knew that I would enjoy plunging into Remus and riding his tight ass until I came. We gave Riley more of a show than he expected. First I had TP rim his stud, an act that Riley swore over and over again that he had never seen or expected to see. With Remus nicely opened and wet I stepped in behind him and let the head of my cock pop through the anal muscle and stopped. Riley must have been fucked regularly because he didn't move at all as I held my cock in place and waited for TP to begin working on his dick and balls. Watching us the entire time Riley couldn't refrain from hauling out his dick and masturbating. You know that dicks come in all shapes and sizes, Riley had one of those that you seldom see and wouldn't glance at twice. The old man had been cruelly wounded or accidently maimed during circumcision. His cock when erect was about four inches long and without a head, that didn't seem to lessen the pleasure he was feeling as his hand made short jerky movements back and forth. Twice on that first slide into the big dog I pulled TP from his work beneath him to use his talented mouth on my balls and then my ass. I was surprised how much like a human's ass Remus's was. I hadn't fucked that many dogs and was still getting used to the feeling. Remus was used to it and when my balls bounced against him actually seemed to start using the muscles inside to pull at me. I didn't believe he actually could do that and ignored the idea as I began long slow strokes in and out. I wanted that fuck to last. Unfortunately, there was a problem, he was starting to hump TP's mouth and Riley had moved in front of him and shot a weak load on his snout. The big dog with a big head and big tongue licked up every drop and then leaned forward and cleaned up his friend's dick and balls. Seeing such devotion to his friend I began matching his motions and was soon at the apex upon which there is only one way down, a climax. Remus was there too and started unloading in TP's hungry mouth. At that moment there was nothing I could do but hold on and allow the cum to be sucked out of my cock as fast as I spasmed. In some ways Remus had been like a statue, none of his feet had moved, other than leaning towards Rileys once, his head had remained stationary never looking back to see what was invading him and his tail stayed pointing towards the sky. I debated about giving him an enema before I pulled out, but decided that wasn't a good idea if he was to be riding in Riley's Lexus. Besides, TP hadn't had a shower in the middle of the yard in some time and he had done good work that deserved a reward. The rest of the weekend was quiet. I think we were both exhausted from our visitor. My ankle had been bothering me since standing in front of TP as he received Remus' cock the first time. Being rocked back and forth had strained something and Monday morning when TP left for school it was still bothering me. I called the doctor and was able to move my visit to the hospital up two days. Two days before Valentines day instead of just removing the pins that were supposed to come out the surgeon tightened a ligament and put my entire leg in an unmovable cast. I barely remember TP visiting me that night. Friday I underwent another operation on my jaw and was on heavy pain medication for three more days. Wednesday evening TP took me home again.