Date: Sat, 22 Oct 2011 12:42:29 -0700 From: Rollerboy Subject: LATTER DAY LOVERS PART 3 Latter Day Lovers Part 3 By rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com It was only my second tie with a dog, and Zeke's knot seemed particularly huge this morning. "He's really pumping you with semen today Jeff!", said Josh as he tugged on my ears. I had his veined cock buried deep down my throat as he knelt in front of me, rubbing my head, tugging on my ears, and making sure Zeke did't prematurely jump off and turn. He wanted to be there to hold onto the dog so he wouldn't try to drag me around the room. My new roommate was fixated on his canine companion's panting, and was so in tune with his sounds that he could tell when the dog was having an orgasm and pumping me full of his doggie juice. Just when I felt a huge ejaculation into my rectum, Joshua began to shudder. I looked up at him and saw his blank eyes staring straight ahead, and a grimace form on his youthful face. At that very moment, he had a tremendous orgasm and ejaculated his thick, creamy semen down my throat, as only a 19 year old can. He reached over and took hold of Zeke's collar and continued to arch forward each time he ejaculated into my mouth. When he finished, he slowly withdrew his softening cock and I gasped for air. As I savored every drop of Joshua's cum, I could feel Zeke raise his hind leg and turn, being guided by my blind Adonis as he walked around me holding the dog's collar. When he got around facing the dog, he praised him saying, "Good boy, Zeke, good boy"! I turned to look at my two lovers and watched as Zeke licked Joshua's face while he stared blankly ahead with the biggest grin on his young face. Zeke was still pulsing cum into me as we stayed knotted for about 15 minutes. I could only imagine how this threesome must have looked. A dark-haired, 40-something, fairly muscled man, stuck tied with a large male Golden Labrador Retriever, whose knot was firmly implanted inside him, while a magnificent blond, blue-eyed, hopelessly blind Greek God knelt in front of him rubbing his ears and exchanged kisses. It must have looked like the incarnation of an adolescent teenage zoophile's masturbatory daydream. As the dog continued inseminating me, I began to daydream myself. I thought about the last several weeks since the boys showed up at my door. I recalled the pain my new blind friend experienced over what happened at home, and the courage he exhibited when he escaped from the Church van that was taking him to be "reprogrammed". I was so taken with this boy and his plight, that I offered my home as a place of refuge for him, at least until he could decide what he wanted to do. In his desperation, and I expect with some strong physical attraction, he decided to stay and get himself together. I tried to imagine being 19 and in that situation. That in itself, was overwhelming, then I added the fact that Joshua is indeed totally blind, and it just did not compute. I don't know where this boy gathered the strength to do what he did. I could only begin to guess that his sexual urges were that strong to make him take such drastic action. It must be terribly difficult to feel such a strong bond with your family and church, yet at the same time, be tempted by the natural urges we have all experienced at that age. Somehow, I knew that Joshua would not completely turn his back on his family, or his Church. And I was right. About a week ago, Joshua sent his mother and father a heartfelt message via email, telling them how much he loved them, and how he was in awe of what they'd done for him after he was blinded at a very early age. He pointed out the sacrifices they made, the many, many hours of rehabilitation they endured with him, and the gift they gave him called "Zeke". The boy poured his heart out in that email, and explained that his physical attraction to men had nothing to do with them, that is wasn't their fault. He explained that he was wired that way, for as long as he could remember. Even very early on, when he was still sighted, his attraction to men was overwhelming, and very difficult to understand, but because of his Church?s teachings, he was afraid to discuss it with anyone. Like the rest of us, he too kept it to himself and suffered in silence. Amazingly, about two days after sending that email, Joshua's cell phone rang.. it was his parents. I got up to leave the room, to give him some privacy, but he grabbed my hand and whispered that he wanted me to stay with him. I sat down, and tried not to listen, but when I saw my boy's face light up, and saw the tears welling up in his eyes, and the huge smile appear on his face, I knew that things were going to be alright. His tears turned into a torrent and streamed down his face as he mostly listened to his parents voices. They were tears of joy, and whenever he tried to say something, he would choke up, unable to speak. I began to cry just watching his reaction to what they were saying, and it wasn't because he was squeezing my hand so hard I thought it would break. It was because I was so happy for him. After a time, he choked out the words, "Thank you", and "Good bye, I love you!", and hung up the phone. He put his face in his hands and turned on the waterworks! He cried his heart out, then turned to me and said, "Jeff, you were right!". By this time, I'm a blubbering idiot and just said, "Huh?. About what, Joshua?". He said, "My folks said exactly what you told me, that they realized they didn't love me because they thought I was heterosexual, they love me for being me, and they want me to be happy!". With that, I burst out into tearful laughter and gave Joshua a big, naked bear hug. In a nutshell, Joshua's parents said they'd give him as much time as he needed to decide what he wanted to do, as long as they were assured he was safe and secure. He assured them that he was in the care of a very kind and loving man, who has tended to his every need. They agreed to continue paying for his college education, give him a monthly allowance, and after meeting with them and explaining our situation, they bought Joshua a brand new Mercedes SUV, with plenty of room for Zeke, and handicapped license plates. They graciously handed me the keys and thanked me for taking care of their son. You could have knocked me over with a feather. They actually liked me! Of course, what's not to like? I was startled out of my daydream when Zeke's knot pulled out of me and made a loud plopping sound. I turned to see his baseball-sized knot come out in a torrent of doggie cum. It ran out of my throbbing butt hole and pooled on the floor. Joshua came towards me and offered a hand to help me get up. "I'll bet you're up for a swim, eh?", said Josh. "Yes, yes I am!", I said as I took his arm and walked him to the pool. Zeke curled up in the corner and fell asleep after meticulously cleaning himself. We jumped into the pool, hand in hand, and played like a couple of kids. I was so happy that my new friend, despite his terrible handicap, had found peace and had finally been able to come to terms with his loving family. The months ahead would prove to be both beautiful and challenging, as I began to look at the world through the eyes of a blind man. To be continued..... If you enjoyed this story, please let me know via email at: rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com Thank you!