Date: Sun, 29 Jul 2007 19:05:34 -0500 From: charles Turner Subject: Going to Work 5 Warning! Warning! What follows is a story of dog on male sex, dominance, homosexuality, 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 present time. This set of the story will probably end about the middle of June, once I have finished them I will add what has happened in June and July if I don't return to writing my other story. 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 5 Tim and I spent an hour in the apartment after we unloaded the beer. As willing as I was to split my attention between Tim and Cho I found the desire to have Tim buried deep within me overwhelming. The first time I let him take me doggy-style, the second we were face to face kissing as passionately as any two people ever did. I have never declared love to anyone I've had sex with, that afternoon I came close. I'm certain many of you are wondering about the welcoming party Albert threw. Tim and I put on clothes that didn't make us look like we were waiting for the next bus of horny sailors. I didn't want him to cover up the chest I had enjoy nuzzling but I also didn't want to give a bunch of crazies the idea that he was available to them or their dogs. Tim had told me that he didn't want me to tell his brother about our afternoon, yet as soon as he saw Albert he grabbed him and excitedly started rambling on about fucking a guy for the first time. My new boss hugged me by the shoulders and welcomed me to the family. We didn't have any more time to discuss the welcome, cars started pulling up the driveway and parking on the front lawn. What I'd seen at the 'Vitrina de Roma' and the farm where I'd lost Rafa had given me a good idea what to expect. The first few to arrive were introduced to me one at a time and the dogs soon began blurring into one. There was every type male from one guy that looked like he was General Lee's older brother to a kid that probably had only started ejaculating within the last year. He had me worried that Laura Bush's pedo-philia police were close behind. Tim was not being at all social, he'd found a corner of the yard where he could be by himself and down beer. I tried to get him to circulate and Albert introduced a few guests to him, but it wasn't going well. If I hadn't been fucked twice and sucked off once that afternon there were a number of guys that I would have liked to get to know better. Leading the line- up was the vet's new boyfriend, all that Albert had told us about him had not prepared me for the sexy man that walked around the yard on hands and knees in nothing but a heavy vest. There was also an oriental guy that reminded me of the Chinese man in Mexico City that had performed at the 'Vitrina de Roma', he wasn't the same person, but he did have the same build and coloration, he had a thoroughly fuckable face and ass. As more people arrived I noticed that at least a quarter of the guests weren't wearing clothing, when I asked Albert about it he told me that most of them were bitches brought by their owners or dog slaves. A few people tried to talk with Tim, but were soon discouraged. Either he was being noncommunicative or when the person had a dog with them rude. We'd been out of the garage apartment about an hour when he asked me to go to the outhouse with him and keep watch so that nobody tried approaching him. I did one better, I went in with him, put the latch on the door and knelt at his feet to take all the beer he wanted to get rid of. The idea of another person drinking his piss had been a recurring daydream of Tim's since he had been in high school and he had watched one of the football players beat up a wrestler that was hitting on his girl-friend, after the fight the football player had whipped out his dick in front of the whole school and pissed all over the other guy's face and in his mouth. Tim hadn't seen anything like it ever again, but when we were talking about our hopes and dreams he had confided in me that someday he wanted someone to drink his piss. For the rest of the afternnon and evening Tim and I stayed by each other's sides, at least three more times that afternoon he watched as I drank his piss and once as I allowed it to flow down my chest. He was was excited enough by the sight that he even let me suck him off while half the gathering watched the vet's boyfriend work his way down a line of eight dogs. Albert had been watching Roosevelt work his way around the yard, greeting every one of the guests' dogs with a minimum of five minutes worth of mouth action and often accepting either the dick or dick and knot of a particular dog. "Why don't you bring Cho out to meet my guests, Dan?" Albert had cornered us and after attempting to question his brother more completely about our earlier activities had changed tactics and was trying to talk me into joining Roosevelt in performing for the guests. Hell! I'm not shy and there were some dicks at the party that I would gladly suck, for some reason I didn't believe that Tim would be too pleased if I wantonly made my way through the fifty or so people milling around the yard. I had described what Cho had done to the one German Shepard he'd met and didn't think Albert could have forgotten so easily, but I reminded him that the Akita was likely to start a fight with another of the dogs if he did not begin fucking them. I was sorry I had said that. Moments later he had dragged Dick over and asked what I had meant. I told him about reintroducing Sean and Ivan into the pack and an hour later catching Cho mounting first one and then the other of the wolfhounds. He agreed that bringing a dominating dog like Cho into the yard was asking for trouble. There was a good chance that he would try exactly what he had done with the other two and who knew what might happen. What he said next didn't surprise me. He asked if Roosevelt could be taken into the garage where Cho was temporarily housed to meet him. My jealousy was running at full barrel, I was developing a new life with the Akita and I hoped to have a new life with Tim. What could I do? In the back of my mind was the thought that although I had enjoyed the immense length of my friend I had never watched another person take all of him in their mouth and throat. Why, I'm not sure, but I dragged Tim behind the outhouse and asked his thoughts on the proposal. He had not committed to being in my life and I hadn't committed myself to him, but I knew that whatever decision I made was going to affect our life in some way as yet unforseen. He had slowed down on the beer, but could barely walk that far. Once behind the outhouse he pushed me down and instead of answering me, drenched me. He didn't give me a second to open my mouth or line up with the stream, he just soaked my hair and shirt. "I've been wathing your eyes, Dan. You have almost been drooling over the idea of getting your hands, mouth or ass on the dick Roosevelt has swinging under his belly." Dick hadn't allowed him up off all fours in hours. "The next question you're going to ask is if you can. So here's the deal. I don't have the right to tell you that you can't, I might even enjoy watching you. If we take him into the garage to suck Cho you are going to put on a show for Albert, Dick and I. I want to see you lick his ass and suck his dick. When he shoots I want to see it on his stomach and I want to see you lick it up. After that I want to be alone with you. When we are alone I intend to fuck you and give you a piss enema. Do we have a deal?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Tim was a natural at take charge of me. I couldn't speak I was so afraid that I'd squeak, I bowed my head and nodded. When he accepted my answer I lowered my head to his feet and gratefuuly sucked on the three toes I could reach. Tim had gotten so hard I was afraid he was going to loose his load right then, but he managed to get it back in the shorts and pull me to his chest. Looking him in the eye I saw that he and I were going to start something between us that couldn't be defined. Life throws curves when you're ready for fastballs. I wanted to take charge of the scene that was about to happen in the the cool first floor of the garage but when the four of us entered there were so many orders rushing through the air that I stood beside Tim waiting for it to be sorted out. Often I've heard that it is truly the bottom that determines a scene and how the dynamic flows. In this case it was the top dog, Cho, that made all the decisions. He first went to me, he didn't like the smell he got of Tim's piss drying on my shirt and skin. He turned his back on me and walked over to the man on the floor and without a single lick at his ass jumped on his back and penetrated Roosevelt's hole. It took Cho two more thrusts before the knot hit against the lovely dark purple plenum and he was pumping harder to force it in. The look on Roosevelt's face was one of shock and pain as Cho pounded away. "Suck him!" Tim was not playing, there was truly a sense of command in his words. I slid across the floor and once under Roosevelt let his dick pump into my mouth in unison with the movement of the Akita on his back. I tasted the first watery drips of dog cum escaping Roosevelt's ass and running over his balls into my mouth at the same moment I heard him screaming. What was happening didn't matter to me. I closed my mouth and sucked him into me as hard as I could, hoping to taste not only Cho's cum but Roosevelt's. I wasn't to wait for long, with my loving companion turning to tie with the man I sucked there was no way he could resist. Most of his cum went straight down my throat, but I managed to save some on my tongue to give Tim part of the show he had demanded of me. It wasn't off the light brown skin of his belly but the darker skin of his back which showed off the white of his cum to a glow that I had never seen. As I lapped at the tasty treat Tim lowered his mouth and joined me, a sight that was too much for his brother and the vet. Soon Tim and I were swapping the cum of three men and sucking each other's tongue to get the last tasty drops. I didn't rejoin the party. Tim went outside once to get some more beer and food. Roosevelt helped him carry a dozen beer bottles up the steps and offered us both a rim job. With all the dogs that had been in his mouth that day I decided against it, but suggested that if he could get Tim to give him directions to the trailor that he join us the next weekend. Alone with Tim I spent time worshipping his entire six foot three inches, returning more than once to his toes, ass and balls. More than once he pulled me to his dick to use my mouth as a urinal. He did as he'd promised and gave me a searing hot piss enema, I nearly suggested we allow Cho to fill me after I had emptied it out, but I was happy satisfying Tim and didn't need Cho or anyone else. I've tried describing Tim a number of times only to be sidetracked or to fail completely. Like I just said he is about six-three, I think he weighs just over one hundred ninety has a thirty one inch waist and a forty-six inch chest, shoulders that are well padded with muscles, deep fuzzy armpits, a light trail of blond hair that tops his cock and then stops. He has strong, solid thighs and hips that are as hard as I've ever touched. Since the first day he allowed me to lick his ass I've kept it shaved. His feet are perfectly formed and his toes are as sensitive as the flesh on his belly. There is not a part of his body that I don't like, including his slightly crooked nose. He is cuter than me, although he disagrees about that. Of course, I'm gay. So I'll kiss and tell. His dick is just over seven inches long and not too thick, perfect for sucking. You wouldn't guess how long he is at first glance, because he has oversized balls that make his dick appear smaller than it is. After his ability to take charge and his desire to make me take his piss in my mouth and ass I think I am fondest of his balls. They are completely hairless, not shaved, naturally bare. Each ball is about twice the size of mine and he loves having them licked and sucked. The move into the trailor had been simple. Tim and Albert had helped unload the few things I have and by eleven o'clock we were back from returning the trailor. I had left Sean and Ivan at Albert's and Cho in the trailor where I was going to live. Both of the wolfhounds had been slightly reluctant to show themselves outside of the shelter where they were staying. I thought perhaps the presence of all the German Shepards had them on edge, so I hadn't worried about them. I fed and watered them, played a little on the day after the party and was fairly certain everything was okay. Albert had made sure his dog was locked up and Tim walked back to the kennel with me to get my other two dogs. Neither of them came out of the shelter when I called. Strange as that was I also heard them whimpering. Afraid that they were ill I poked my head through the opening to see what was going on. I didn't know whether I should laugh my head off or be angry. In the center of the shelter, one dick in each end knelt the oriental man that I'd thought was cute enough to fuck. Talking with Albert while waiting for the knots to plop out I learned that Nyguen had been reported as missing by one of his friends, but no one expected anything bad as he was known to run off to Toronto and San Diego without a warning. Albert was a bit disturbed that he wasn't as believed a true devotee of German Shepards, I thought that strange. He was more worried about his friends predilection than his welfare. Tim was a novice in the scene and asked why I didn't just give him the wolfhounds if he found them so compelling. I couldn't explain to him the meaning Sean and Ivan had in my life, I had never said a word to him about Rafa. Not knowing what to say I simply refused to give them away. I'd been living in the trailor for two weeks when Tim approached me about moving in with me. I had assumed that he had, he had not returned to his parents' or brother's except for an occassional meal. His clothes were starting to equal mine in the closet we had been sharing and he had a toothbrush and razor on the sink. I was sitting at the table in the breakfast nook making notes for the following days lecture when he walked out of the restroom carrying a large plastic glass which he handed me. It was an offering of his warm piss, he had learned that the one time not to ask me to be his urinal was while I preparing for class. Yet the warmth and odor were what I needed at that very moment, I had been stumped as to how I would explain what at any other time I would have called a simple theory. I sipped the offering, attempting to savor every drop of the golden delight. Tim waited until I half-way done before he asked if he could live with me. I didn't think he was ready to make the jump to living with me, but I had thought about asking him if he wanted to the previous night after he had spread his legs and pleaded for me to fuck him. Other than jacking off Albert once and Cho twice, Tim has never been with another male. I imagine we will have many problems as he tries to come to terms with being gay. His desires to dominate are often at war with his willingness to experiment. That desire is even stronger in him than in me, our only fight so far has been because he wanted me to beg him to let me eat his shit. That is further than I ever want to go, begging and eating. The morning after the argument he apologized and spent a half hour worshipping my ass with his tongue as deep as he could push; I think he was trying to find a bit of shit, I don't know for sure since I didn't ask. Will we survive? I don't know, but we've been living together for one month and he has finally agreed that he has bestial desires and wants to suck either Sean or Ivan. I am glad I didn't agree to give either one away, he is not ready for the length or girth of Cho. You are now caught up on my story, through Hitting the Trifecta, Home Again, Spring Break and Going to Work I have been trying to tell as much about my life as I thought would interest anyone. The next thing you read by me will be one hundred percent fiction (or close). There has been an interest expressed in learning more about my days as the school cocksucker, it was a difficult time for me that I'm not sure I want to revisit too deeply, but you never know. If you have comments, criticisms or suggestions e-mail me at cbru49@gmail.com.