Date: Thu, 21 Feb 2002 10:51:45 -0800
From: Jack Winter <dogmanuk@37.com>
Subject: In Heat

This story is fictional and is intended for adult readers who are
interested in reading about sex between a man and a dog. If this is not for
you then please turn back.

In Heat

Part One

I lived in an apartment that did not allow pets. Even as I walked up the
stairs I saw the notices in big bold letters 'NO DOMESTIC PETS'. I lived
with my girlfriend and she kept a parrot, called Rufus, we managed to keep
it a secret but I had to give my dog away to my parents when I moved in
here.

I had him since I was a teen; he was given to me on my fourteenth birthday
after our cat died. I called him Boris; he was a very friendly dog. I
started messing around with him when I was sixteen, the first time he
fucked me on my bedroom floor I passed out for over an hour. Unfortunately
though it had been five years since anything like that happened, Boris was
living with my parents in Birmingham, miles from here.

The garage where I worked as a mechanic was in a busy residential area. The
owner of the garage made one single visit a day to see how we were getting
on, at all other times there were four of us fixing the cars, until six,
that's when the other three finished and continued on my own until we
closed at eight.

It was around seven that evening, it was an unusually hot and sticky
evening. I unbuttoned the overalls down to my stomach and pushed it back
over my shoulders, I was sweating like a pig. I grabbed a cold can of coke
from the fridge and rolled it over my chest to cool myself down, before
gulping it down.  The shutters from the garage were open in the hope that a
breeze would swarm its way in, but that was not the case.

I peered out into the relative dark; the German shepherd was out in the
street again barking menacingly at passers by. He belonged to someone down
the street but never seemed to be kept indoors. All day long he was out
chasing little children or just barking at people as they walked past. He
saw me across the road and started barking at me; I wiped the sweat from my
forehead with the back of my hand and got ready to get back to work.

He came running across the road and stopped just outside, barking and
wagging his tail. I ignored him for a while but his barking became
incessant, I figured he was hungry so I threw one of my left over
sandwiches towards him, it quietened him down and I bent over the bonnet of
the cruiser I was working on and got back to work.

Suddenly, I felt something poking my butt; I turned around to see the dog's
nose pointed at my butt, sniffing my overalls. I pushed him away and bent
over the bonnet again, this time the dog tried to mount me, and I stood up
and pushed him away. Remembering the time when Boris would try to mount me
when I undressed for a shower. I glanced down and noticed the red tip of
his dog cock sticking out of the sheath. His tongue was hanging out,
drooling and he was wagging his tail, furiously.

I looked out to see if anyone was nearby, there wasn't. So I kneeled down
beside the dog and ventured my hand towards his belly, rubbing it over his
sheath. His cock sprung out some more and I felt its wetness, as he began
humping into my fist. But I stopped realising where I was, the shutters
were up and anyone could walk by. I grabbed some old pieces of bread from
the counter and threw them out, hoping the dog would follow and leave me
alone.  But he didn't, he just stood there droopy eyed with his tongue
hanging out, looking up at me.

I noticed I was stiff, I adjusted my hard cock in my overalls, and it was
already wet with precum. I glanced down at the dog's belly again his dick
had retracted. It was a quarter to eight, almost closing time. I quickly
moved and pulled the shutter down; the dog followed my movements with his
eager eyes.

I took my boots off and let my overall slip off. I stood in front of the
dog, naked and sweaty, my thick hard cock was leaking. He walked over and
started sniffing my sweaty crotch, his nose buried under my nuts. I closed
my eyes and felt his wet doggy tongue lapp at my hairy balls and cover my
throbbing cock with his saliva. He moved behind me and started sniffing my
butt, his nose probed between my ass cheeks, sniffing my sweaty ass hole.

I jerked my eyes open as I felt his wet tongue grind against my hole. I
pulled away from him not sure about his dick. German Shepherds had huge
dicks; I hadn't taken one in me for over five years, I didn't think I could
take it. The dog looked up at me curiously, I was overcome with lust, but
the thought of his huge prick locking with me was scary. I smoothed my
hands over his belly and my fingers ran over his sheath, his wet, sticky
doggy dick poked out instantly and I stroked it for a while, my eyes watery
with desire.

Glancing around the garage, I noticed a dirty cloth in the corner. I went
over and spread it down on the floor; the dog followed me, with his tail
wagging and his dick leaking. I lay down on the cloth, spreading my legs
and shifting to get comfortable. I moved the dog over me and pulled his
cock, it throbbed in my hand as I lifted my head with my tongue hanging
out.

I licked his shaft from base to tip a few times before closing my lips
around the wet tip. He started humping furiously, fucking my face. I
pressed my hand against his belly and held him back trying to control his
thrust to stop from gagging. I worked his cock over in my hot mouth,
running my wet tongue eagerly over his sticky moist shaft.

My own dick was leaking precum onto my thighs, I reached down and tugged at
it, as the dog started humping faster, I felt the base of his cock, his
knot was forming and soon enough it was enormous. I stroked it with my
fingers, sucking his hot doggy dick. I gripped my cock harder and started
jerking off. The dog humped hard and I felt his legs shake, my body was
covered in sweat and it was getting hotter, sweat dripped from my face as I
licked his precum coated sticky dick.

His cock exploded unexpectedly, drowning me in hot doggy spunk. I tried to
swallow it, but most of it dribbled down my chin. I savoured the taste of
the dogs cum, tasting it for the first time in years, I licked his cock
clean as he was pulling it out, and my hand gripped my cock so hard that I
began shooting my spunk all over my stomach.

After recovering, I wiped myself clean with the same the cloth that I had
laid on. I managed to get both the dogs and mine spunk off my chest and
stomach. I urgently put my overalls and boots back on before lifting the
shutter to let the dog out.

As I drove home that evening, I kept thinking about the way he sniffed my
ass and licked it. My ass hole twitched at the thought, I regretted not
letting him mount me. After all these years I had the opportunity but I
didn't take it. I was lost in thought and felt my cock grow hard again; it
was still sticky from before.

When I got back to the apartment my girlfriend called out to me from the
bedroom. I answered her and started unbuttoning my overalls needing a
shower badly. She came out and asked me why I was late; I told her one of
the cars was taking longer to repair than expected. She kissed me full on
the lips, as she pulled away she told me I my lips tasted funny, I
remembered the way the dog had exploded in my mouth, the way his spunk had
tasted. I told her I had a new drink at work!

Part Two

The following afternoon I kept looking out to see if the dog was around.
But unlike usual he didn't seem to chasing the kids or barking menacingly
at passers by. Some of the other guys' kept asking me who or what I was
looking for, I told them nothing.

That evening when I was left alone for the last two hours of my shift, I
walked out onto the street and looked up and down. The dog was nowhere in
sight. 'Just my luck' I thought, he is normally never indoors and today he
is locked up. I thought back over what had happened and what could have
happened in bed last night, and I decided that today I would let the dog
mount me and fuck me good, the way Boris used to when I was younger.

At eight, I switched off the lights and pulled the shutters down, I glanced
along the street one last time and then got into my car and drove home,
disappointedly.

That evening I kept imaging the German Shepherd mounting me in the garage,
the feel of his huge dick ploughing my tight hole, filling me up with hot
doggy spunk. I was distracted by a phone call; it was my father calling
from Birmingham to see how I was. While chatting to him, the thought of
going down for a visit and hopefully finding some time alone with Boris
crossed my mind. I could lead him up to my old bedroom and bend over for
him like I used to. But the journey was long, and I knew even if I got
there, my parents would probably not leave me alone with Boris long enough
for us to get down to it. No, I had my chance in the garage and I blew it.

The following day was a Sunday; the garage was normally closed on Sunday's,
so I didn't have to work. I sat around in my shorts all day watching soccer
on TV, it was another hot day and my shorts were drenched with sweat, I was
beginning to get horny, the heat always did this to me. I slid my hand into
my shorts and played with my balls.

My mind began drifting and I closed my eyes, getting into a pumping rhythm,
my hand gripping my dick as I stroked it back and forth. I wanted to be
mounted so bad that my ass hole twitched and reminded me how desperately it
needed attention. I made a decision to try my luck one last time. I pulled
a t-shirt on and grabbed my trainers, the garage was closed and I didn't
have the key, but I had one of the work vans with me. I got into it and
cruised eagerly to the garage.

I made a few rounds of the block but the dog was nowhere to be seen.
Dejectedly I parked the van outside the garage and just sat there, horny as
hell and desperate for dig dick. After a while I heard a dog barking in the
distance, I looked in the rear-view mirror and saw the German Shep bouncing
about in the garden. My heart began thumping in my chest as I realised that
today was my day...

But then I remembered that I didn't have the key to the garage, where could
he fuck me? I noticed the back of the van I was driving was empty, I
figured if I could get him in there then I wouldn't have a problem bending
over and presenting my sweat ass for him. Excited, and hard, I got out of
the van and leaned against the door casually, waiting for the dog to spot
me. He did, and started barking like mad, I wondered if it was because he
remembered what we had done or just because he always barks.

I whistled and he came galloping over to me, like he was trained by me. I
petted him a while, looking around discreetly to make sure that I was alone
and out of sight. I opened the van door, and tried to get him to jump in,
but he wouldn't. He was drooling like last time with his tail wagging.
After many attempts he jumped into the van and I tried to figure out where
I should take him to get laid.

This was a quiet and lonely street, if we fucked in the back of the van
here then no body should get suspicious. But I didn't want to take any
chances so I climbed in behind the wheel and drove off, stopping a few
minutes later in a deserted cul-de-sac. I got out from the front and
climbed in at the back, the dog was lying in the middle, whimpering. When
he saw me, he stood up and started licking me; I pushed him away and pulled
my shorts off. He saw my sweaty crotch exposed and began licking it wildly,
I let him do it, his wet tongue lapped my cock and wet my balls, he sniffed
my ass hole and licked it, I let him wet it through so I could take his
monster dick.  I lay back; the floor of the van was covered in carpet,
rough but not hard. I lifted my legs in the air and exposed my tight hole
more so he can lick it better. The dog licked it eagerly, his tail wagging
and my cock throbbing.

After a few minutes I decided I couldn't wait any longer, so I sat up and
reached under him, massaging his sheath and feeling his sticky exposed
cock. I made it real hard with my expert fingers, caressing and pulling
it. He started breathing raggedly and humping into my fist. I knew it was
time, my heart was beating violently, and I was scared of what I was going
to do after all these years.

I moved on all fours, my sweaty palms flat on the floor, I spread my legs
and lifted my butt in the air. Straight away the dog climbed on top of me
and started humping, he missed my hole and yearned for contact. I spread my
legs wider and after a few seconds of aimless humping he found the spot. I
held my breath as he thrust his doggy dick all the way in, my face twisted
as I let out a yelp; I was red and groaning in pain. My ass hole throbbed
and stung, the dog fucked me mercilessly.

I pressed my face to the floor and tried to relax while the beast
penetrated my tight manhole. Just as I was getting accustomed to the
agonising pain of being fucked by a huge dog, he formed his knot and locked
with me. I gasped again but the pain was over quickly. It was overtaken by
the intense pleasure that makes this worthwhile.

I began moaning in delight as he drove me wild with each thrust, I humped
back against his doggy body, making the contact wilder and deeper. He
fucked me hard for over ten minutes, I groaned and squirmed and came, but
he was still locked with me and thrusting wildly. My body sweated
uncontrollably, the small van began smelling of sex.

After what seemed like hours, the dog slipped out and curled up in the
corner, I rolled over onto my back and lay with my legs spread and arms
outstretched, satisfied and fulfilled. I was breathing like an athlete who
has run 1000 miles non-stop, my chest heaved as the sweat on body
glistened. I glanced over at the dog that seemed to have fallen asleep. I
slid my finger between my legs and scooped up some of the dripping dog
spunk, I bought the finger to my mouth and sucked it, tasting the hot
juice.

I don't know how long I lay there recovering but when I got dressed and let
the dog out of the van, it was late. I walked slowly to the front seat and
started driving back, my ass hole was sore and my shorts stuck to my butt
that still had some doggy spunk leaking out.

When I got home, my girlfriend told me that my parents had called, they
were going out of the country for three days and wanted me to mind the
house and the dog until they got back. They knew I had a week off from
work. She looked at me curiously as I got excited, 'I told them that I'd
ask you' she said, I told her I'd do it, and straight away I went upstairs
and started to pack. My spent dick began stirring as I thought of spending
a few days alone with Boris.

THE END

Story: Jack Winter I'd like to hear from you... dogmanuk@yahoo.co.uk