Date: Fri, 15 Mar 2013 00:02:17 -0700 (PDT) From: Oreguy Subject: In Back of the Bar Part 4 (Beastiality) This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of real people is purely coincidental. You must be over 18 to read this story. If you are offended by Tonka sex, under 18 year old sex, or sex with dogs, please do not read this story. Donate to nifty at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. They spend a lot of time, money, and resource keeping this awesome service going for free! Show em some love! ____________________________________________________________________ In Back of the Bar Part 4 John's body began to ache from being on the breeding bench for so long and his hole was swollen, tender, but the bleeding had stopped. He looked up to biker and saw the man that had forever changed his life and his aches didn't quite seem to be so important. He knew, that in his own way, he had secured Biker's place with his boys and this made him feel alive on the inside. John knew he was where he needed to be. Tommy looked around at the whooping and hollering and congratulations that were going on and then looked to his good friend. "You know, your bitch isn't done yet," Tommy said with a tone of forbidding to it. Biker nodded his head to Tommy and looked down at his new bitch who was obviously worn out and exhausted. John let his head hang limp over the bench and his whole body was without movement from exhaustion. "And you can't take it easy on him just cuz ole Tonka unloaded in him either, bro." Biker knew he was going to have to finish the breeding in front of the other guys and that everything had gone too far at that point to turn back around and limp out of the back room. Biker wasn't afraid that his new bitch couldn't take his cock, Biker was afraid that he was so wracked full of testosterone and lust that he wouldn't be able to take it easy on the bitch. Biker had seen enough dog fucks to know that a dog and human throw a completely different fuck. Even though a dog fucks hard and knotts long, rarely does a dog have the capacity to reach in as far as a man can. Tonka, being the obvious exception to the rule, had warmed the bitch up with width and with depth, but knew it was still going to be a challenge for the new bitch. Biker bent down and whispered in John's ear carefully so the others couldn't hear him. "Look bitch, I know you can take the fuck I'm going to have to give you. I just don't think I can control myself babe. And I have to do my best to outdo Tonka or the guys are going to think less of me." John's mind began to whirl. His cunt was wrecked and wasn't sure how much more he could take. He had never taken this much before and had been a virgin until his first breeding. John looked up to Biker with pleading eyes. "What do I have to do?" Biker's face went solemn and put his hand on the back of John's head. "You have to be more bitch than any other bitch that's come through here. You took Tonka, which no bitch has done, but you need to reach in deep and tell me now if you're going to let me have MY way with you?" John didn't like how Biker had put the emphasis on "my" as if he had not done all of this for Biker in the first place. John looked around the room and back to Biker. Their eyes locked and Biker could see a spark of resistance in John's eye but kept his silence. John looked over to Tommy who was watching carefully. John gave a twitch of his neck that Tommy understood to mean, "Come here." "I need to know, from one of the boys point of view, what I need to do to close the deal. What's the most a bitch has ever taken?" Tommy looked at John and then to Biker. Tommy wasn't comfortable with John addressing him like that and bypassing Biker. Biker sensing Tommy's hesitation put hand on Tommy's shoulder and nodded his head and said, "I think he's earned the right to speak his mind. Don't you, bro?" Tommy didn't acknowledge the question and looked to John. "No bitch, male or female, has taken Tonka. But I know these boys aren't going to be happy until Marcus, I mean Biker, here lays it to you good. He's gotta try to make you scream more than you did with Tonka. No offense Biker, that's gonna be tough. You aint as long or as thick as Tonka." John hung his head and muttered, "Who the fuck makes up these rules?" Tommy gave a chuckle as Biker let out a gruff noise. John looked up at Biker with a guilty look knowing he shouldn't have said what he did. Biker looked back trying to look gruff, but let a small smile creep from the corners of his mouth. "After what you have done for me, I think I'll let that slide. This time." Tommy covered his mouth as to not alert the rest of the guys in the room about the conversation. The men were starting to calm down a bit and the good mood of the room was just as palpable as the smell of dog cum and sex. The manly smell of the hot and sweaty men permeated John's nose and in spite of his best effort, it was starting to show in his cock lengthening. Never had there been such a sexual charge that John felt in his every cell. He could feel the dull ache of his pussy starting to grow into more pain, but he didn't care. He looked up to Biker, and more importantly, Biker's crotch and knew why the rule had been made. A real bitch was going to need a man to breed him and if he didn't get it from Biker, he knew enough to know he would accept the cock of other men. He knew he needed Biker. "Holy fuck, Biker. Look at your bitches cunt!" One of the bearded men called out. As if by cue, all the men went around to look at the gaping hole to see what had caught the eye of one of the boys. They saw John's cunt had started to twitch again. The drooling dog cum was slowly trailing around the puffy and swollen lips of John's pussy. With each twitch, a small amount of dog cum dribbled outside his swollen gash. Audible mumbles could be heard in the group. Most of them were envious comments on how they wished they had a cunt like that as their own. Some mumbled that they were going to have to rethink their opinion on taking on a male bitch if all male bitches took cock so well. The boys began working themselves up into another sexual frenzy and knew they couldn't touch the bitch and enjoy the quivering cunt because it belonged to their leader and he had not given the "all clear" to enjoy it. Tommy nodded to Biker who gave him a pleading look. Tommy had not seen this part of Biker before. Biker had always been cock sure and knew exactly what he was doing. Now, he saw his friend in a new light. He saw the pleading look in his eyes that simply said, "I don't think I can control myself much longer." John was engulfed in lust for Biker's cock that he wasn't paying much attention to the big mans face. Biker was standing, at crotch level, so close to John's face. John tried to reach out his mouth to feel the thickness of Biker's cock through his jeans. He was quietly whimpering trying to reach his male. Tommy noticing John's effort gave Biker a nudge forward so that the bitch could get his mouth on the jean covered thick cock. John's mouth flew right to the goal as he opened up and started using his mouth and tongue to massage the fat member. He wanted the flesh in his mouth but was satisfied with having it in his mouth at all. Biker woke from his daze feeling the bitches mouth on his cock and he looked down to see John hungrily working his mouth on the thickness of his cock and gave a grunt. His hands went to John's head and supported it and looked down at the hungry bitch working over his jeans. Biker had never felt anyone so hungry for him and looked on in amazement. "I wouldn't have believed it possible, Marcus, ummm, Biker." Biker looked up and saw Earl staring on in his own sense of amazement. Biker didn't say anything and let Earl continue. "No bitch has ever taken Tonka and I thought it would have ruined your bitch here. Look at her cunt. It's twitching and he's mouthing your cock like a baby needing a bottle." Earl shook his head in amazement and without thinking rubbed his own cock which was rock hard and was showing a definite sign of wetness around his cock head through his jeans. "I aint gonna touch him bro, but that is a pussy back here bro. That's not some dude's asshole." The other men grunted and stared and agreed with Earl's assessment. "Yes Sir, that is a fuckin prime, grade A snatch, Biker. And, bro, you're gonna have to protect John from other men when they find out what a prime piece of cunt she has between these cheeks." Earl's mixture of using male and female wasn't lost on Biker. He could tell in Earl's tone that he wasn't saying it to be derogatory but completely mesmerized by John's cunt. He took stock of the room and could see all the man staring in complete and total lust and the quivering hole. Without taking his eyes off the men, he pulled John's head off of his crotch and unzipped his jeans. John stared and licked his lips. While John hauled out his massive meat he addressed his boys. "I see it all your faces that you want this cunt. I don't think I need to say it, but it's off limits unless I give you permission you horny fuckers!' Just as Biker had the full length of his cock and his big balls out of his jeans, the boys all looked up at him. "This is MY bitch!" Biker didn't have to tell John to open his mouth. John opened up automatically with his tongue flopped out. The symbiosis of the pair didn't need communication. They worked together as if they had been doing it since the beginning of time. John thrust his cock into John's mouth until his balls were resting on John's chin. John could feel the thickness stretching his throat and desperately wanted to gag. There was no room to gag or make noise. Biker's cock completely filled every space of John's throat. The reflex in his throat only massaged Biker's cock and made Biker let out a long sigh of satisfaction. He pulled out slightly and thrust his cock back into John's throat again. "As your leader, I expect you will guard and care for MY bitch but never touching or taking advantage of her." John didn't care he was just called a "her." All he cared about was getting that thick piece of cock in his throat as far as he could. He lapped his tongue on the underside of Biker's cock as Biker moved it in and out of his throat. There was a collective groan and slow head shake of yes from the boys. They wanted this bitch badly, but they knew the code and the rules. Until Biker gave the go ahead, they would respect their oath and their leader. Even if their own cocks were uncomfortably hard and full of need. Pulling his cock out of John's mouth and throat, and never losing eye contact with the boys, Biker looked around. Just so the boys understood how serious he was, he turned John around so he was facing the boys on the breeding bench. The wheels gave a squeak as the contraption was turned. John let out a primal whimper not having Biker's cock in him. "I claim this bitch as mine, completely. This bitch is mine from here until the end of me." Biker shoved his entire cock into the abused cunt of John who let out a blood curling scream. Tonka might have been as big and obviously had a huge knott, but without the warning or warm up, John's abused cunt screamed out in agony feeling the fullness and length of Biker's 10 inch, beer bottle thick, rock hard cock. Hearing John's scream, Tommy let out an audible sigh of relief that only he and Biker heard. The scream cemented the ritual. The boys hearing the scream and understanding the situation took a few respectful steps back to give their leader some space and to show respect for the breeding that was going to take place. John pushed his cock balls deep into John's abused cunt and flexed his cock to get maximum penetration. John's head thrashed about and was red from the strain of the initial penetration. Biker reached over and grabbed John by the hair and pulled him back and slammed into him once again. John's screams echoed throughout the whole room. Biker let go of John's hair and placed them firmly on John's hips. "Tommy, undo his restraints!" Tommy jumped in surprise hearing his name called out and dutifully bent down and started to undo John's restraints. Tommy understood what was going on while the other boys looked at each other not knowing what was happening. Not sure if John could hear him or not, when Tommy started undoing John's wrists, he whispered into John's ear. "You're doing your man proud, bitch." John heard Tommy through his strained breath. He knew that being undone from the restraints meant that Biker trusted him to not try to get away and not thrash about like a crazed animal. His cunt was on fire with pain and the slightest movement of Biker's cock was amplified from the tenderness. The act of faith, however, renewed John's spirit and he rocked slightly forward and then pushed back with all his might into Biker's crotch letting out a loud scream/moan. Tommy stood up and like every other man had a large wet spot on the front of his jeans. Like every man in the room, Tommy had never seen a breeding like this and wagered he would never see another one like it. Tommy was one hundred percent heterosexual, but even he was falling in lust with the bitch. The cock cage on the bitch helped as he didn't have to see another cock. Biker deftly picked up John by his chest and held him so his back was to BIker's chest. Biker picked up one of his big booted feet and shoved the breeding bench out of the way as if it weighed nothing. Holding John firmly, he walked over to the couch they had in the back room. Each step caused a natural fucking motion. Biker's cock would retreat from John's cunt and then move back in. John started to moan and squeal with every step. Cock snot was drooling from his cock cage in copious amounts. As Biker reached the couch and turned, John could feel Biker's cock twitch and thicken. Without any grace, Biker sat down hard on the couch shoving his cock deep inside John's pussy causing him to scream out in passion. The boys looked on and said nothing watching the strength and ease that their leader was handling his new bitch. They stood in awe of the sexual prowess of the big man as he handled the new bitch with ease. The noises the bitch was making reached deep into their psyche making their own natural maleness come alive like a pack of wolves surrounding a wounded sheep. John's wobbly legs felt the ground for the first time in hours. They felt like they were made of silly putty but he knew instinctively what needed to be done as he raised himself up on the thick meat and sat back down on it creating a slow sensuous fuck. John was making loud moaning and whimpering noises with each motion of the in and out. Biker carefully placed his hand over his new bitches mouth to quiet down the noise and said loudly, "That's it baby. Enjoy daddy's cock." John continued to slowly fuck himself on the large cock impaled in him raising up and down slowly. The men could see the leaking cum from Tonka dribble down the length of Biker's large shiny cock. Biker had never felt anything like it on his cock before. He could feel John's pussy massaging and stroking his cock. No female's cunt had ever jacked him off like John's cunt was. He was thankful that John was slowly fucking himself because if the pace was much faster, he wasn't sure he would last much longer and he needed to hold off his cum as long as possible. Even with John moving up and down the full length of Biker's cock, Biker had a clear view of every man in the room who stood hypnotized by the scene in front of them. Biker knew he needed to take advantage of the moment to seal the deal with the boys and get their unfailing loyalty to him so he wouldn't have to face another insurrection by Earl or Earl's boys. He needed to make this a unifying moment clear with boundaries and absolute rule. Knowing the amount of power he had at that moment made his impossibly hard cock even harder and thrust up into the bitch hard causing a muffled squeal from behind his large hands. "OK fuckers. Who wants to challenge me now? Who wants to challenge my position of leader here?" Biker's face was one of absolute seriousness. He wanted the boys to see that even though he was claiming this slutty bitch on his cock that he would always have the where with all to be the supreme leader of their group. The men looked at one another and said nothing. Even Tommy kept his silence as he watched the big man stake his claim not only to the bitch but to their group. Tommy was impressed with Biker's timing and his plan. He knew what was going on. John continued to slowly post himself up and down the length of the huge cock invading his worn out cunt that was now coming back to life with pleasure. John could feel the building of another orgasm inside of himself. The power of Biker was intoxicating and this massive slab of man meat in him was touching every spot in his cunt that made him feel alive! "What about you Earl? You gonna challenge me again you toothless mother fucker?" Biker's face made a snarl and looked directly into Earl's eyes issuing a challenge. Earl looked at Biker and then back to the bitch. He knew that he had been defeated and had to submit to Biker and his new bitch. Earl's former boys all took a step away from him indicating that he was on his own and their allegiance was now with Biker. Even if they had not done that, Earl knew that his allegiance was with this man. Earl knew that his pride was lost and that he had to accept the inevitable. Biker was their leader and he would have to live with his rule. Earl coughed into his hands and rocked back and forth fearing that his attempt to mount an insurrection was going to literally bite him in the ass. "I will take your silence as a fucking no." Tommy gave a cheer inside of himself knowing what Biker was doing. He was showing his boys that even though he had this juicy cunt wrapped around his cock, he was the leader and was taking care of business. He also knew Biker was using the boys weakness for cunt and sex to cement his rule. "Good. Now that's taken care of, brothers, I'm choosing my lieutenant." Biker gave another solid push into John who was lost in his own world of pleasure. The thrust put John over the top and a pussygasm erupted in him. This was the first one that Biker felt. "Holy fucking God!" Biker cried out as he tightened his hand around John's mouth to keep him quiet. "That's right bitch, you orgasm around your man's cock deep inside you making you his bitch!" If this was how John's cunt treated the dogs knotts, Biker thought to himself, he was going to be fighting off Tonka often. He felt John's cunt get wetter and grip his cock even tighter. He could feel the insides of John's cunt ripple and move up and down the length of his engorged member deep inside his new bitch's cunt. The boys looked on and had seen enough girls orgasm to know what was going on. Earl quietly remarked. "I told you she has a cunt. That's not something any fag can do. I'm jealous as fuck, Biker. But fuck man, a real man deserves a real bitch." Biker smiled on the inside hearing Earl eating his own words and showing his loyalty to his new leader. As the orgasm subsided, John continued to post himself up and down the gloriously thick cock that was claiming him. Biker didn't have to tell him to continue, he was going to until he was told to stop. "Tommy," Biker barked out, "I choose you as my lieutenant." Tommy looked to Biker a little shocked he had been picked. He knew that he and Biker were friends, but, he didn't think he was strong enough to be the lieutenant. Obviously, he was the only one who felt this way as the back slaps pelted him. Earl walked up to him and extended his hand. As Tommy shook Earl's hand, Earl looked to Biker. "Damn fine choice, Biker." Tommy smiled a toothy grin and Earl smiled back at him. Earl's sudden change of heart made everyone in the room settle down. The tension over the leadership of the group was finished with Earl's final show of loyalty. Biker grabbed John from under the knees and lifted him up in a single motion and turned him so they were face to face. John looked into Biker's eyes and found the love in them had hoped he would. Although Biker had been posturing for his boys, Biker had deep feelings of love and lust for the boy sitting on his cock. "Wrap your legs around my waist and your arms around my neck baby." John did as he was told and was rewarded with a long passionate kiss from the large man. As they kissed, another orgasm flew through John's body gripping the large cock buried in him and he moaned into the large man's mouth lasciviously and without care. Biker, for the first time gasped uncontrollably and wrapped his arms around his boy. "Take it easy boy. I need to last. And you're not done yet." The look between Biker and his bitch was one of knowing. John didn't need to question anymore. He didn't need to ask why. He simply smiled, kissed Biker's lips gently, and replied, "Yes Sir." Biker looked back up at the boys, not giving a fuck of what they thought of their tender moment and was rewarded with smiles. Biker could see that a few of the older Biker's had a glint in their eyes that could only be tears that were unshed. Biker looked at Tommy again with a serious look. "I don't give a shit if you are straight or not. Get your cock out of your pants. You're going to seal your place as my lieutenant now!" Tommy looked at Biker with a look of concern. He wasn't gay, never been with a man, and never wanted to be. But he knew this was transcending sexuality and this was about power. His rock hard cock at that moment didn't care. "I'll follow you and do whatever you want my brother," Tommy said as he stepped forward pulling his zipper down. ___________________________________________________________________ Part 5- Biker completes his transition to supreme leader. John is pushed even further than he thought he could be