Date: Fri, 6 Jul 2007 00:17:36 -0700 From: Jay roberts Subject: "Matt and Doggie Douggie" by Jay Roberts Gay Beastiality +++No, this isn't Yellow Dog or one of those Disney stories, it's a nasty porno story of boys and a dog. It's for guys who have that taste, not for under 18's or disapproving prudes. I'm Jeff, sixteen, just graduated Central High in Altoona, Pa. I have a swimming scholarship to Slippery Rock, life is good. I have the whole summer to waste with no responsibilities. The problem is that all my friends are away, especially the girl I must often got benefits from, Sue. She had great hands and a Dirt Devil mouth. I had to contend with a daily wank, pale in comparison. I am six feet one, brood shoulders like the backstroker I am. My good body is not exactly repeated in my face. I'm just average in looks, maybe my nose is a bit too long, but my new shadow moustache and chin stuff helps. At least my eyes are nice, dark blue, and I have good teeth that can cut through steel. After two weeks of hanging around the house my Mom was getting tired of me sprawled on the couch with the TV on. One day she came back from shopping and she had met Mrs. Danford. It seems her son Matt was away in the Poconos at their hunting cabin. Mom says, that she says that Matt is getting lonely up there. "Would you like to drive up to spend some time with him." "Sure, if it's okay with him." I knew Matt pretty well. He was one year ahead of me. I know he had a tragedy, his best friend Doug was killed in an motorcycle accident a few months ago. Matt took it very hard and I think his time at the cabin was to help him get over his sadness. The cell phone answer came back from Matt to me. "Sure Jeff, come on up, bring your shotgun. We hunt to eat here." "Who's we?" "Me and my dog Duggie." Now that was creepy that he named his dog after his dead best friend. Anyway, the drive was only a few hours and I drove the last mile through rutty roads. Hell, this cabin was really remote. Finally I could see the little one room log cabin up on a crest, but I could drive any further. I left the car and shouldered my shit and tramped up to the front door. It was partly open and I could smell some delicious food cooking. I was really hungry. I pushed open the door and there was ol' Matt, naked as a Playgirl cover, a big spoon in his hand, stirring a big pot on the stove. Thus was a picture I would carry for life. "Hey Matt, your prick is dangling into the stew." He jumped a mile and then smiled broadly. He was a handsome dude, thick, unruly hair falling over his cute face, naturally red lips and arresting gray eyes. And though his lanky body was not buff, it was perfectly formed. I tried not to notice his large penis that swayed as he walked over to me. "Welcome to my palace in the woods. Stow yourself and git naked like the rest of us and have some stew." "Who's the rest of us?" "Oh, meet my friend Douggie." "You named him after Doug?" "Well maybe later I'll tell you about that." We sat down, Matt put on under shorts to be "formal" and I also was in my briefs. The stew was delicious. "Everything comes from the area, onions, herbs and the meat." "Don't tell me about the meat. It must be road kill or something, but if sure takes like the best beef." Matt laughed evilly. After lunch he took me on a quick tour of the area. There was a natural icy cold waterfall about a quarter mile behind the cabin. "That's still on our land. We could bottle this and make a fortune. I keep my beer there underwater. Lets grab some for later." Now the shaggy haired dog, Douggie followed along docilely. He was definitely Matt's dog. He walked closely behind Matt's heels. He also checked me out during lunch by sniffing my crotch and gave a tentative, by friendly lick on my thighs. It was a little erection producing. Matt laughed at my discomfort. "He's just making friends, and he can be a real friend." I was also amazed at how intelligent the dog Douggie was, Matt held up two cans of dog food, one was vegetarian, the other beef. The dog growled at the veggie one and barked and wagged his tail at the other. Uncanny. As the evening came on we ate the leftover stew and washed it down with beer, lot's of beer. In a short while it got a little chilly. "Our here the nights are in the 30's, we'll have to snuggle in bed." He laughed at my raised eyebrows. Now there had been some rumors in school that Matt might be gay and that his friend Doug and he were just too buddy-buddy. But Matt was a generally manly guy and I thought this was nasty stuff and they were just buds. Here we were, both sitting on the couch, wrapped in blankets, both on our third bottle of beer. I chanced broaching the subject. "You said you'd tell me the story about the dog's name." "There's a lot to tell, but you must keep this a secret between us. If this ever got out, I'd have to kill you and he looked over at his shot gun." "Okay, okay, I promise." "Well when I got to the cabin, there was this dog waiting for me. I stared at him the first time, hard, there was something reminiscent or familiar about him. Then it struck me. He was as if my pal Doug had been transformed into a dog, same wild hair and the eyes were Doug's. He came up to me and I called the name Doug. He barked and licked my hand." "Wow, a reincarnation, you think?" "I'm not into mystical stuff, but this dog is almost human. He understands everything I say and he is like Doug in other special ways." "Special ways. What you mean?" "Okay, here is the secret part you must never tell." He took a deep breath and then continued in a shaky voice, "Doug and I both straight. We both had girl friends, but..." "But what?" "But when there was no girl around, sometimes we helped each other out." "You mean you had sex together? He nodded. Now I am straight, but I think there is a little part of me that could have done that stuff as well, given the right circumstances. I was quiet thinking this out and finally Matt poked me. "You're shocked. You can go home in the morning if you wish." "Naw, it's live and let live. I try not to judge people "lest I be judged myself"." "You mean?" "No I never did anything with a guy, but I am not a homophobe." A few more beers and then we staggered across the room, dragging our blankets and fell into the big bed. Just as I was falling asleep, Douggie, the dog burrowed between us. His warm fuzzy body was welcome in the chilly air. About three o'clock by the bedside clock at half woke up. Matt had thrown the blanket off him, in spite of the cold, Douggie was straddling his legs, Matt was on his back, his cock sticking up. Matt was softly moaning with closed eyes and open mouth. It sure was hot to see. That dog licked so lovingly. Then suddenly the dog stopped and saw I was awake. He pulled at the blanket with his teeth and exposed my rapidly rising cock. If you can imagine it, Douggie grinned at me, very much the way the living boy Doug did. Then he gave my dick a lick. I grunted in surprise. He softly vocalized, rather than growled and licked again, this time with the whole bathmat of a hot tongue. My hips lifted in sexual pleasure. At that moment I heard Matt talking in my ear. "He likes you. He told me when he was alive that he found you hot. Let him have his fun." Then calling to the dog he said, "Douggie, alternate between us." The dog did so and soon both Matt and I were crooning our pleasure. Matt turned to me and kissed me hard on the lips. He kept his lips against mine, breathing into me. My tongue involuntarily pushed out encountering his. We licked each others' lips and tongue, groaning and humping Douggie's mouth. "Oh shit," I said, "He's licking my balls. I can't take too much of that. I can feel close to spewing." "Me too," grunted Matt. Soon Matt's muscular thighs began a fucking motion and he was crying out in sexual frenzy. "Oh, here it comes." He kissed me passionately and I could see his cock shooting into the dog's eager mouth. As soon as he finished his cum, he fell back and Douggie began on me again, licking my cock, sliding under for my heavy retracting balls and then I braced my hands under my hips and lifted up exposing my ass. Douggie dove for my ass, licking my asshole and pushing his tongue into my hole, then back to my cock. I was so sensitive there that three licks and I began shooting into his mouth. I saw that Matt had gotten back in action and he had hold of the dog's red protruding cock and was wanking him vigorously. Soon the dog wolf howled and began streaming colorless sperm into Matt's hand. "That's it pal, have a good cum." We all fell asleep from exhaustion. We woke up in the morning, both on our stomachs and Douggie moving from one to another, trying to get his cock into our asses. Matt realized what was going on and shoved a pillow under his hips and put one under my hips. In a moment the dog had straddled Matt's legs and was getting his red cock into Matt's hole. Matt was beginning to go into orbit. He was beyond being thrilled. Suddenly, the dog left Matt, still howling with excitement and straddled my legs and quickly pushed his slippery red snake into my ass. What a feeling. He kept his nails sheathed but his paws held me tight as he rapidly fucked me as his dog bitch. It felt fantastic. His hot breather was bathing my ear. He moaned slightly and I could swear I hear a human voice say, "Cum, now." Whatever I heard it triggered me into a mind shattering orgasm. Matt kept patting my sweating back encouraging me to lose all the spooge I had in me. When he and his dog pal were sure I was satisfied, Douggie again mounted Matt. Matt's eyes rolled up and he pushed his ass up at the dog's sticky cock. The dog almost humming entered Matt and rapidly fucked him. The two were moaning and one was barking out passion and that I think was Matt. They froze and the dog's big knob was inside Matt. When Matt could talk again he told me that he had to stay this way until the knob went down, otherwise he could tear something. Soon our morning sex was over and we both got up and washed in the ice cold water, swabbing our bodies that had sweated from our sexual exploits. "Shit," called Matt, standing beside me, "My pee pee looks like a five year olds from the cold. How's yours doing?" "Same," I told him, "But as soon as the sun warms up the woods and the cabin, my pride and joy will come back to normal size." "And activity, I hope." "Yeah, I am planning to fuck you better than your dog." The dog barked angrily at me. "Okay Douggie, settle down, you're a good fucker, no doubt." The dog lay down with a sign and went to sleep. "I might beat you to it. Watch out when you are sleeping." We took a football outside and we tossed it for about an hour or so. We hadn't had breakfast and we were both getting hungry. "No more stew left. We'll have to hit our stores." "What's in the stores?" "No much, eggs, sausage, coffee and some pound cake. It'll have to do." "You dog, I mean shit head, you know that sounds great. Much better than that stew mystery." Matt was an excellent cook. In a short time we had the table filled with great breakfast stuff. We ate the equivalent of two meals, because we planned a hike up the mountain after lunch. We set out at about one o'clock. Douggie followed along, staying close to Matt, but that dog was a sluggard. He's get tired, bark to make us stop and then fall down for a rest. It slowed us down, but we loved that dog and owed him a lot for the sexual pleasure he gave us. We reached the summit about four o'clock. We sagged down against a large rock to rest before descending. I whispered to Matt. "Do you hear snoring?" "Yeah. It's two snores, coming from the other side of the rock." I got up and circled to the other side. There were two kids, maybe our age or younger. They had very blond hair. These were study kids with strong pink/white legs in very short hiking shorts. We both called them the milk boys later. I leaned down an spoke to one of them. I realized they were twins. "Hello, you all right fellow?" He started. "Yah, okay." Then pointing to himself and the other boy, he said, "German men, how you say, twins." The other woke up and started at me and Matt who had come around the big rock. He said something in German. I think it was the word for beautiful. I turned to Matt, "I think we've come across two Teutonic Gays, the best kind, I think." The kid who had just woke up had a big bulge in his shorts and a the head of his pink cock could be seen at the leg hole. As people are, when there is no mutual language, things happen fast. I made the universal suggestion of masturbation and pointed to his meaty cock. The pretty German boys looked at each other and both nodded vigorously. They shucked their leather pants, exposing their delicious balloon, hairless pink and white thighs, their blond pubes tumbling over fat pink cocks with the red heads now peaking out. To start things off, I stood up and took off my hiking boots and shorts, allowing my cock to be free and showing half hard. Their eyes opened wide and in a fast moment they were naked from the waist down. The smell of human cock reached Douggie and he appeared. The Germans looked scared. By a few words and gestures I indicated that he was a pet dog and that he loved "boy's sausage." They nodded with understanding and Hans, the first kid I woke up motioned Douggie to come over. Douggie growled softly, his own cock coming out of his hairy sheath and he sniffed the European boys happily and put his tongue out and licked the head of Han's hot cock. Jahn, his twin brother waggled his cock and Douggie stopped on Hans and looked at the other cock. He began going from one to the other. Soon they were cursing in German and gasping with the excitement of a tongue as large as a bath mat. Matt pulled on the Berliners hips and pulled them into a crouch with their pink ass holes exposed to the mountain air. He pushed Douggie away and motioned me to come behind the big, smooth asses. "You can practice on them so you'll be good for me." I looked down at Han's pucker, now kissing the air, begging for my cock. I eased the head in. He was sputtering with agony soon to be replaced by a sing-song series of cries and moans. I could see that Matt had his boy in super pleasure as he pushed in rapidly and began a heavy fuck. Jahn was cooing loudly. We had the beauties at our mercy as we fucked them. Just a the moment we were coming closer to our cum Douggie came around behind us and sniffed our ass holes. Me first. I shrieked in surprise and pleasure. The bitch knew how to narrow his tongue and tongue fuck me. Then he did the same on Matt who turned toward me and puckered his lips out for a kiss. Matt loved to kiss as he came, and I knew he was about to cum as his face was scarlet and his eyes clamped shut. But both of us reached down under our guy and grabbed their stiff cocks and stroked them easily to a crashing climax. It was a Blitzkrieg of sensation for both of them as their cocks emptied in six spurts on the sandy ground. "I'm cuming," shouted Matt. I couldn't speak as my cum was so hard I almost fainted. "Tanks you zo much, mein brother and I haf never had a fuck zo guot." Matt and I leaned down and gave each of the sweeties a big kiss, pulled up our stuff and hiked down the mountain, poor tired Douggie following behind us, complaining all the way. Matt said that it was exactly the his friend Doug was on a hike, always tired, always complaining. Back at the cabin Matt packed a pipe to share. He grew the stuff in back of the cabin, cured it himself. It was mild but soothing and before we knew it we felt our eyes closing. Douggie who always was a lover of maryjane came up close and Matt blew a lot of smoke at him. He kinda smiled and lay on his back and snored into a sleep. We continued a bit but we were almost asleep on our feet. Matt just managed to put the pipe on a plate and we fell asleep in each other's arms. We both woke up at the same time, Matts cock was sticking in my ass crack. "You want to be fucked, American style, Jeff?" I said okay in a tentative voice. This was new for me. Matt began by kissing my bare back. Shit that was excellent. He kissed and licked me all the way down to the beginning of my ass crack. Then he told me that I had cute side dimples that needed attention. He proceeded to kiss them until my ass hole began to tingle. He spread my ass cheek and licked the swirl of hair there and then did a Douggie but lightly fucking my hole with his tongue. After a few minutes of this my ass hole was open wide and I longed to feel his cock in me. He sensed it and put the head in. Sweat broke out on my back from fear and excitement. "Is this too painful for you babe?" "I can take it Matt, just go real slow and keep stopping." Matt was restrained and took a long time to finally get his whole cock into me. I knew it when his fuzzy pubes were against my ass. Then he moved slightly and I called out, "What the fuck was that? Something/s happening." He grunted, "That's your hot button. If I keep sawing back and forth over it, you'll come like a summer storm." As he finished that sentence he moaned into my ear. "Fucking Douggie's got his bent tongue in my ass. It's so long that he's rubbing my prostate. Oh shit, I'm about to spew. Cum with me." He grunted. I grunted even louder. Douggie was purring and humping in the air. He shot his load over Matt's legs and as Matt felt it he began unloading hot sperm in my sensitive ass. That got me into a cum mode as my hips began a slow fucking motion and my cock vibrated and my balls swirled and I almost fainted as my cum shot out in heavy blasts. Two guys and a dog collapsed on the bed. In a minute we three were breathing heavily and regularly in deep post orgasmic sleep. When we woke up it was about nine at night and we were all starved. Douggie was holding his favorite can of dog food in his mouth and wagging his tail as a hint. Matt opened the can and got some franks started in a frying pan and heated some beans. He put the stuff on the table and to our amazement Douggie took his can and placed it on the table and sat on a chair along with us. I reached over to pat and rub the dog but Matt pushed my hand away. "Don't get him started. A few rubs and he gets horny again and nothing will please him other than a fuck." Well the visit ended. I was happy with my two best friends even though my ass was kind of sore. I knew there would be lots of fun when Matt and his old friend came down the mountain and visited me. End