Date: Mon, 10 Oct 2011 11:44:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mydog Diary <mydogdiary@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Dog Diary

I thought others might be interested in my dog diary.  You can reach me at
mydogdiary@yahoo.com.

Sept. 2

I've been reading some hot dog stories online. Fucking hot. I jack off each
time I read them.  So horny!  They have me so worked up that I am going to
let my dog lick my ass tonight and see what he does. He is an Airedale
Terrier. Just in case he isn't interested I will have some honey handy to
smear on my hole. I wonder if that will work? I am not sure if I will be
ready to let him fuck me, but this is a first step. I would never be doing
this if it weren't for those awesome stories. I am nervous but also very
excited.

Sept. 3

Those online bestiality stories got me so worked up that I just had to see
what it was about it.  I went around with a raging boner all day yesterday
waiting until my roommate left for the evening and I was alone with my dog,
Reno, who is an Airedale Terrier.  He's large for his breed, really awesome
looking and protective of me.  He's always been affectionate, but he can be
standoffish to strangers.  And sometimes when I want his attention he
ignores me.  I think a lot of terriers are that way.  Anyway, when my
roommate finally left I knew I had to do it.  I was scared.  The online dog
stories make it sound so easy and wonderful and horny.  But the characters
get scratched by their dogs a lot , and that worries me because I can't let
anyone see marks on me or they'll start to wonder what's up.  Maybe they
wouldn't jump to the conclusion that I was letting Reno fuck me, but still.
Wouldn't be good.  I guess I could like that I fell off a skateboard or
something, but that might only work once. They wouldn't buy a gym accident,
either.  I don't know how to figure that one out.  I'll have to give it
some thought . . . that is if I ever get that far.  For now I'm mostly
content with reading the online stories.  But last night I wanted to at
least try something.  So once my roommate left I sat on the couch and just
sort of stared at Reno.  I didn't know what to do.  I re-read one of the
online Nifty stories and it got me horny again.  Still, I was nervous.  So
I smoked half a joint and waited until it kicked in.  Then finally I said
what the fuck and just pulled my pants down and, kneeling on the couch,
stuck my ass in the air. Reno didn't seem to care.  Like I said, he can be
really standoffish sometimes.  So he just looked around and sort of ignored
me. I said, "Come on fella," and pointed to my hole.  But he still didn't
seem to notice.  I moved down the couch a little closer to him and waved my
butt.  I was definitely feeling stoned and couldn't believe I was doing it.
Reno could care less. He just blinked.  I took my pants off and went to the
kitchen cabinet and grabbed the honey.  Dogs like honey, right?  Why
wouldn't they like it, I wondered.  I brought the honey back into the main
room and squeezed a drop on my finger and held it up to Reno's nose.  He
sniffed it and seemed a little interested but that was about it.  Then I
just stuck my finger in his mouth and rubbed it all around it.  He started
sticking his tongue in and out over and over.  I wasn't sure if he liked
it.  Then I put a little more on my finger and held it out.  He totally
went for it.  He started wrapping his fat pink tongue around my finger and
licking it all over.  Awesome!  Then I got down on my knees again and
squeezed a big line of honey down my crack. Reno watched me do it.  Then he
came right over to me without any prodding and sniffed my ass!  He stuck
his nose almost inside me.  Then he started licking me, small short little
tentative licks at first.  But after about 30 seconds he decided that he
liked it and he started to lick my hole.  Fuck!  It was like the most
unbelievably wonderful feeling ever!  I'm serious.  An old girlfriend once
licked me there, but that was the only time a tongue worked on me.  Over
and over Reno just ran his big tongue up and down my ass.  Then, after a
while, he just stopped.  He sat down behind me and just sort of ignored me
again.  What was wrong?  I felt my ass and figured out that he had licked
all the honey off.  So I squeezed out another long line of honey on my ass
and Reno was right back on me.  I closed my eyes and let him just lick me
over and over just like before.  I was so hard.  It doesn't feel
embarrassing writing this.  I just stayed bent over like that letting him
lick my hole. One time it felt as if Reno actually started digging with his
tongue, trying to get it inside my hole.  I moved my hand down and stroked
myself but really couldn't concentrate enough to jack off.  After a while
Reno had licked all the honey off again.  He sat down. I wondered if he was
interested in doing anything else.  He didn't seem like he had the same
instincts as the dogs in the online stories. I kind of wanted him to jump
up and and fuck me.  But that was all I could really handle last night
anyway.  I stumbled to my room and, now really stoned, jacked off and
squirted some cool hot ropes on my chest.  Felt so good.  Like the best
ever. I wouldn't be telling the truth if I didn't admit that I liked it,
and now I'm really curious to see if Reno might be interested in going
further.  I don't know.  Scary to think about it.  But exciting.  We're
having some friends over tonight so I won't have a chance to be alone with
Reno to do it again, but I am gonna try tomorrow when I get off work if my
roommate (Grady) isn't home.

Sept. 4

It feels good to write this down.  Maybe someone will read this and
understand what I'm going through and empathize with my feelings. It's like
sharing a secret with a friend.  I have a lot of really close friends, but
I don't think any of them would understand. Is it wrong for me not to tell
them?  Well, I'm not. I've always kind of known and heard about animal sex
and wondered a lot about it, but I never gave myself permission to take it
any further. Maybe I purposely stayed away from that kind of porn. But like
I said, I recently discovered the online bestiality Nifty stories and it
really opened up a whole new world.  It made me feel like it was OK and
that I wasn't a fucking freak.  Ever since the other day when I let Reno
lick me, my mind has really been fucking with me.  I sort of feel that
everyone I meet knows about it and that they are secretly laughing at me or
something.  I KNOW that that they don't know, but it feels like it.
Anyway, I'm kind of confused, but I do know that it felt really really good
when Reno was licking me even though it didn't last long.  I found some
online man/dog sex websites. Wow!  Now I feel like I am part of a large
community and that it is totally fine for me to have these feelings and
love toward Reno. Who knew there were so many people interested in this
stuff?!  I looked at a few of the videos and they are so damn fucking hot!
On the other hand, some of them don't turn me on at all, like those with
horses. Also, the ones with guys fucking their dogs, that seems like bad
news. I don't know.  Maybe I'll feel different one day.  I only had about a
half hour today when I absolutely knew i would be alone, when my roommate
Grady went to get his flu shot.  I figured I had maybe thirty minutes, just
to be safe.  I did an experiment to see what Reno would like better, honey
or peanut butter.  I put a dab of honey in my left palm and a dab of peanut
butter in my right palm.  Then I offered them to Reno to see what he would
go for.  Man!  He took a sniff of the honey and then a sniff of the peanut
butter and WHAM he went right for the peanut butter and licked my hand like
there was no tomorrow.  It drove him crazy.  I only had a few minutes
before my roommate might come home, but I want for it anyway.  I spread a
little peanut butter inside my ass crack.  It was kind of gross. Sticky.
Didn't feel good, if you know what i mean.  Felt odd and uncomfortable.
Then I held Reno's collar and got on my knees and sort of forced him to
sniff my hole.  Like magic, he started licking me like i can't believe.  He
was really aggressive licking the peanut butter.  It was heaven.  My cock
got hard in a second.  Really, it was so hot and horny.  I kind of had to
rest my head on my hands while he was doing it cause it felt so good. I
even spread my legs a little to give him better access.  Fuck it felt so
freaking epic!  After about two minutes he seemed to have cleaned all the
peanut butter off and then walked away.  He didn't have an interest on
doing anything else.  I wouldn't have let him, I know that.  But I kind of
wanted him to take some interest in doing some of the things.  Anyway, my
roommate was probably gonna come home anyway, so I got dressed.  My ass
felt wet, but not sticky at all like I thought it would.  Reno went to lay
down on his bed and just kind of licked himself.  My roommate didn't get
back for another hour.My roommate is kind of unpredictable regarding when
he'll be home or not, and he broke up with his girlfriend two weeks ago so
he's home a lot.

Sept. 5

I had a rough night.  After the party and everyone left, it was about 2
a.m. and I was tired and pretty drunk. I went to my room.  Reno came in, as
usual, and curled up on the ground at the foot of the bed.  Even though I
was pretty drunk I was still quite focused on what I'd done earlier with
Reno and the peanut butter.  I kept remembering how amazing it felt and how
it made me so rock hard horny.  But I was also very confused.  While Reno
snored I cruised the Internet and and tried to get a sense of what was
right or wrong.  I typed in "Is bestiality a sin" and found a lot of
results that pretty much said bad things, even some YouTube videos with
preachers telling me how evil I am. I not very religious, but some of those
things were tough to read. But I was confused, although maybe because I had
a lot to drink.  Why should something that feels so good be considered bad?
I wasn't forcing Reno to do anything.  And it wasn't like I was harming him
or doing anything to him.  Just the opposite--he was the one who was
licking me.  I wasn't forcing him.  Yes, I guess I sort of enticed him to
do it with the honey and peanut butter, but it was him doing me and not the
other way around.  Could it really be that bad?  Anyway, so I visited lots
of websites last night trying to find answers.  I know that's stupid of me.
But I also went to those bestiality websites and watched videos of dogs
fucking guys, which was comforting.  I was tired and confused. I rested for
a while and then woke up to find Reno laying next to me.  He does that
sometimes.  He likes to sleep on my bed now and then. I petted him and he
opened his eyes.  I talked to him, asking him if I was a bad man.  He
didn't say anything of course.  I kind of got hard petting him, talking to
him.  Then I turned away from him and pulled off my pants to see what he
would do.  I wouldn't entice him, I told myself.  Just maybe he would do it
himself and then I wouldn't feel so bad.  Nothing happened.  I rested for a
long time like that and then felt totally asleep, dead to the world.  Then
this morning just a while ago I woke up feeling wet and cold.  It was Reno!
He was licking my ass.  Well, not really licking my ass, more kind of
licking my butt because I was on my side.  I lifted my leg to see if he
would do it more.  He did.  He tongued my hole.  Maybe he still smelled
peanut butter or was looking for some.  I don't know.  I didn't feel bad.
It just kind of felt right.  He licked my hole and I was a really horny and
so fucking hard.  So while he licked me I pulled on my dick and jacked
off. I came pretty quick.  I think I want to go further with Reno if and
when he is ready.  He might need some coaxing, though.

Sept. 6

The past day has indeed been a tough one for me because of some really
conflicted thoughts I've been having. On one hand, I have that angel on my
shoulder whispering things in my ear that my actions and thoughts and
desires are bad and that I need to stomp them out.  But on my other
shoulder is a strong voice telling me to just go with it, let things
happen, enjoy what I want and what I feel and what my innermost desires
are. If something is luring me what one way, why should I ignore it?  Why
should I suppress something that is calling to me so loudly? Like I said,
today has been a whirlwind of ups and downs in my brain, but I have come
out of it much stronger.  I wish there was someone here I could talk to and
share things and get advice, but there isn't.  Those other Nifty stories
seem so compelling.  They make me so hard and curious and I knew I needed
to take action. That I finally got Reno to lick my ass was a watershed
event for me, like the dam has burst open.  I feel like another person and
I want to continue to explore those repressed feelings. I know exactly what
I want, and that is to explore the sexuality on display in other online
stories. Now, I like women very much.  But, I want to work up to
getting/allowing/encouraging Reno to fuck me because it sounds so fucking
hot and horny and I can't really think of anything else.  I want it bad.
Tonight I am going to see if I can get Reno to lick my cock and balls by
using peanut butter.  And if he will let me, I will try to jack him a
little to see if he likes it.

Sept. 8

Yesterday I did two things that will hopefully get me closer to Reno
fucking me and filling me full of his cum.  Great progress was made!
First, when my roommate Grady left for work and I was sure he wasn't coming
back, I got some butter to test whether Reno would go for it.  He liked
honey when I tried it.  But he was fucking crazy for the peanut butter.
But peanut butter is kind of messy and sticky.  I also read that dogs also
usually like butter, too.  So I thought I would try that.  I brought Reno
into my room and then I took off all my clothes.  Then I put a little
butter (the kind from a tub called I Can't Believe It Isn't Butter) on my
finger and offered it to Reno.  I sniffed it pretty good.  Then he gave it
a tentative lick.  And then he licked my finger and hand like crazy just he
did the peanut butter.  Maybe even a little more.  When he cleaned my hand
totally he backed away and sat down.  Then I took the butter and stood
right in front of him so he could see me take a handful of butter and
spread it all over my cock. He started sniffing the air and then came over
to me and started sniffing my cock!  He started to lick my cock and balls
and my entire pube area.  It was amazing.  I guess I had never really
noticed Reno's tongue before, but it is fucking long and thick!  So he
really started licking me.  It felt different than I thought it would.
Kind of course and bumpy.  But still great.  When I saw him getting close
to cleaning me up I put more butter on my cock and he kept going.  Of
course, by this time I was so fucking totally hard!  He sort of tried to
take my cock in his mouth a little bit, but he couldn't quite figure out
how to do it.  So he pretty much just kept licking my cock with his tongue,
sort of wrapping his tongue around it and pulling it toward his mouth.  I
was in heaven.  Seriously.  It felt like nothing I've ever experienced.
I've had girls suck my cock before, but nothing like this.  This was like a
full-on gobble cleaning.  I didn't really know what I was doing, but I
watched some of those movies on that bestiality website so I kinda knew
that Reno's cock was inside him and that I needed to push back his fur.  So
I got Reno on the ground and he laid on his back and I sort of experimented
to see what worked.  I started rubbing his dick area, figuring that he
would probably like what I liked.  Right?  So I rubbed along his penis area
and all the way down to his balls.  I'd never felt his balls before, but I
did this time!  I held them and moved them around and lightly squeezed
them, just like the way I like it done to me.  Reno seemed to like it.  I
kept rubbing his cock and it wasn't long before a little bit of his red
inner penis started protruding from his fur.  I think it's called the
sheath or something like that.  I had to use both hands to see how much of
his red inner penis I could expose, so I kept jacking him and sort of
pushing the sheath down toward his balls.  Actually, it went very easy.
Pretty soon I had his sheath all the way down and his INCREDIBLE LONG RED
COCK was totally exposed.  I was so hard during this. Then I put butter on
my hand and started jacking his red penis. It felt really strange.  I mean
really weird.  But I kept doing it and Reno liked it. I looked at his cock
and wondered how that long thick cock would ever fit in me.  That's as far
as I went with Reno last night.  I thought that maybe I would have or
should have gone further.  Maybe I could have made him cum.  I think that
might be my next step because I want to really know what I will be in store
for.  All this talk about knotting and getting tied up really fascinates
and scares me a little, so I think I want to get Reno to do that while I am
jacking him.  And then I want to see exactly how much he cums.  For some
reason I am focused on that. I'm nervous that Reno will fill me with a
gallon of cum and make me bloated.  Well, we'll see!  I am really committed
to moving forward.  Maybe I should have gone further yesterday and made
Reno cum, but I kinda felt that I should take it slow.  Of course, as soon
as I stopped doing it to Reno I had to jack immediately.  I thought maybe
Reno would get frisky and want to fuck me or something.  But he didn't do
that.  Instead, he just started licking his cock.

Sept. 11

Last night was huge for me. I finally did it.  I didn't think I would or
could.  But it happened.  Here's how it went down. I knew that my roommate
Grady would be working in the evening.  That meant I would have the place
to myself for a good long while.  My plan was to do my best to get Reno to
fuck me.  I have been anticipating it for a while now.  Really wanting it.
Scared of it.  Really frightening.  I just felt that I had to get it over
with.  I don't know why I felt that way.  I had originally planned to take
things much slower and just get Reno used to licking me and hopefully
helping him find his horniness on his own without me really urging him or
using butter.  I kinda wished that's what had happened.  Kinda more natural
that way.  But it wasn't happening fast enough for me.  And, besides, I
started to think that I might chicken out if I didn't just say "what the
fuck" and go for it. But at least I could prepare for it.  I pretty much
knew what to expect--or at least I thought I knew.  There were two things
that I have been thinking about a lot 24/7 and was worrying about.  Really
so totally focused on them that I couldn't think of much else.  First, I
was afraid of how much it would hurt being fucked by Reno. I'm really not
into pain, so that it was one of the things that has been holding me
back. To help combat that, I went to a local adult store and bought some
quality lube called Gun Oil. It comes in a small little bottle, but it is
high quality and lasts a long time.  I figured if I could get me and Reno
really lubed up that I would decrease my chances of pain.  That wasn't the
biggest thing, because I figured it was gonna hurt like hell anyway, but at
least it might help against some of the bad friction.  But the main thing
on my mind was doing everything I could to make sure that I absolutely
didn't get any scratch marks on me.  That just can't happen.  I mean, my
roommate and I always walk around without our shirts off all the time.
It's what guys do.  And it's not unusual for us to walk around in our
boxers in the morning, either. Guys are kind of like that, sort of showing
off our physiques in kind of a male dominant way.  I think Grady would
wonder what was up if I started hiding my body from him all the sudden.  Of
course, that wouldn't be as bad if he saw strange marks on my body.  So I
had to do something, anything, to avoid that. What I landed on was, I
think, pretty smart thinking.  I went to Sears and bought some coveralls.
When i got home I tried it on and it fit me really well.  It wasn't too
tight and it wasn't too loose.  I got down on the floor on my hands and
knees and made sure it was comfortable.  It was.  Then I took some scissors
and completely cut out the area that covered my cock and ass.  The area I
cut out was kind of a long rectangle that starts kinda at my belly button,
and then goes all the way down wrapping down and up the back to just where
my lower back starts. I'm not sure I'm describing it well enough.  sorry.
I tried it on and got back down on the floor and it felt really perfect.
My entire cock and balls and pubic area was hanging out and my ass was
completely exposed.  The good news is that all the places where Reno was
likely t scratch me--my upper body and lower hips--those places were still
completely covered by the thick fabric. It felt hot being on the floor like
with my ass open and cock hanging down.  Actually, to tell the truth, it
wasn't hanging down--it was fucking rock hard!  I felt like such a slut
doing that, getting ready for Reno, taking such strange precautions.  I
guess maybe I should have just gone stark naked--maybe it would have been
more free and natural that way.  But I just can't take the chance because
my roommate is pretty smart.  What else causes the kind of scratch marks
that I dog would leave?  So, anyway, I was pretty much ready.  I had my
outfit all ready and I had the Gun Oil.  Then I had to wait.  It was
killing me.  My roommate was going about this regular stuff, talking to me
like everything was ordinary, but I was dying inside.  I had this huge
secret inside of me that when he left I was gonna try to get fucked by
Reno, but I couldn't say anything.  So we just did our regular small talk
about fantasy football and girls and how the place wasn't clean, the usual
stuff.  But I don't remember anything I said.  I was probably mumbling.
Could he tell I was acting strange?  I don't know.  But at one point he
asked if I was feeling OK.  I asked him what he meant and he said that I
was unusually quiet.  I just said I was tired and he seemed cool with that
explanation.  Did he know what I was thinking?  I was sure of it.  But I
knew that there was no way he could know.  So his getting ready just seemed
to take forever. Most of the time I sat on the couch reading a book in
order to cover my boner.  Finally, he left, and then I was left in the
quiet and Reno resting on his doggy bed.  I waited until he was totally
gone--I peaked out the window and watched him drive away.  Then I waited
another 20 minutes to make sure Grady was really gone and wasn't coming
back for something he forgot like his cell phone or something stupid like
that. I ran and got the butter and went into my room. Then I put on my
specially modified coveralls.  Finally, before I went to get Reno, I
squired Gun Oil into my ass.  I actually inserted the squirt spout inside
my ass and squeezed the bottle so that a lot of the lube would go inside my
ass.  I put a lot inside me, maybe half the small bottle. It actually felt
good inside. Then when I was finally ready, I stood in my room and pretty
much totally decided not to do it.  I was definitely chickening out.  No
way I was going to do this freaky thing!!  I felt myself breathing heavy,
and felt like it was a turning point in my life.  I'm not trying to be
melodramatic, but I really felt something like that.  I said out loud,
"Let's do this!"  I smoked a quick half a joint to settle myself and then I
called Reno and he came trotting into the room, his tail wagging, looking
bright and happy. I put some butter on my cock and he started to lick it
good.  Fuck was I hard.  Fuck was I nervous.  I was shaking, is how nervous
I was. I felt the weed start to curl in my head and that made me feel
better.  Then I put some butter on my hole and got down on my hands and
knees and stuck my ass in the air.  Reno smelled it and went right to work
licking me.  It was amazing.  If that was all he did, I would have been
happy.  I was so fucking rock hard I can't believe it.  I don't think I had
ever been harder.  My cock was like iron.  He kept licking me and then
started to go slower when it was getting most of it out.  Then I put some
more on my ass and he was back licking me.  After a few minutes I brought
him close to me and started jacking him a little.  I put some butter on my
hand and touched his red inside penis a little and he didn't seem to mind.
Then I pulled on his sheath and started to rub him and played with his
balls.  Then his red inside penis started to come out a lot.  It looked
really big.  And Reno started to get more playful, nosing me and kinda
pushing me around.  Maybe he was ready to mount me?  I put some more butter
on my ass and got down on my hands and knees and he started to lick me
again, only more aggressively. Then he stopped for a second.  I was
adjusting my sleeve and not really paying attention and then all of the
sudden he was on top of me. It was really unexpected. Reno is usually such
a nice warm friendly dog, but when he got on top he was really forceful. I
mean strong!  He had his front legs grabbed around about the middle of my
chest and then I felt him start to jerk around. I tried to look back but it
was kinda hard cause he was holding me down. I almost fell flat on the
ground he was so heavy.  It was the best I could do to balance there like
that.  I spread my knees further apart to balance better.  Then I felt what
I knew was his penis.  He was kind of pushing it around on me, poking me
with it. I didn't think that would hurt, but it did.  It stung when he
pushed his cock at me. I know he was trying to get it in my hole, but he
wasn't succeeding.  I could feel where he was missing so I kind of
instinctively adjusted my ass to where he cock was missing and then I
started to panic and didn't want to through with it. I tried to stand up
and push Reno off but he growled and put all his weight on me and I
couldn't budge. He was way more fucking strong than me. It was like I was
his prisoner. I gave up struggling and instead focused on trying to move my
ass away from him but it had the opposite effect and then, oh fuck, oh god,
all of the sudden Reno's cock just went inside me.Bingo, just like that,
his long thick cock just punched inside me pretty far.  I couldn't
breath. It was hot and hard and really thick and he was pumping it inside
me, rocking on top of me.  He was sort of dancing with his back legs,
pushing each thrust his cock deeper in me.  How big was his cock?!  I felt
it just go in me and up inside and deeper into my intestines.  I couldn't
think.  I was like blinded with pain.  Thank god I loaded my ass with that
Gun Oil, because I think that helped a great deal.  But his cock, fuck, it
was massive.  I don't know.  I never had a dog's cock in me before, so i
don't know what to compare it to, but it was just like snaking up inside me
and I felt it way up inside my guts and it kind of scared me. I wondered if
he pushed too hard would he puncture the inside of my intestines and then
I'd start to bleed and die right there in my bedroom. But I didn't think
too much about that, because I was being fucked by Reno.  He was pounding
into me, I mean fucking me really hard, like a maniac or something as if he
was possessed. Reno is a big fucking beast of a dog, really. I'm sure most
people have seen pictures of Airedale Terriers, and he's bigger than most.
He has a long body and long strong legs, and now I knew why.  He was built
for fucking.  He was definitely stronger than I was.  Maybe mating brought
out the strength in him, but he was totally in control and overpowering
me. I don't know if I was enjoying it or not but my cock was like the
hardest it has ever been so I know that somewhere deep inside me I was
enjoying it.  Then Reno kind of seemed to move into second gear or
something with a different pace.  He moved his legs further down my body to
kinda where my belt area is or my lower hip area, and then he started to
fuck me in a different way, really kind of moving his body closer to me and
sending his cock even further inside me.I couldn't think.  My mind just
kind of left me and I just gave myself to Reno and he kept fucking me and
pounding me. I kinda just went with the motion and wondered if I was going
to black out, almost not minding it, and then I felt, oh fuck!  Oh fuck!  I
felt him growing in me and I knew it was his knot.  I tried to move him
away but it was too late.  His cock by his base started to grow inside me
really fast. It was uncomfortable.  And then it got bigger and and, oh god,
it got bigger and huge, like someone had put a bowling ball in my ass.  He
kept fucking me and I felt his cock not moving in out of me but, instead,
sort of pulling my ass.  I started to cry.  I was really scared and
frightened. And my cock lost its hardness.  But Reno just kept moving and
eventually he was inside me all the way and were were knotted together.
Then, really quite suddenly, he stopped moving and just stayed on top of me
and i knew we were knotted. Then he sort of did a funky leg lifting move
and then he was behind me with our asses together, but he was still inside
me.  I reached back and grabbed his right rear paw so he couldn't move away
because I felt his cock tugging bad inside my ass.  If he tried to leave
the room I was sure that he would pull my ass inside out and that my
intestines would be out of my body or something freaky like that. His knot
was like coming out of my mouth, it was so big. I felt like I had to take a
big shit or something.  I laid my head on the floor, still holding on to
his paw and just rested there.  Then, quiet like that, I could feel his cum
going into me.  I didn't feel big huge hard jets of cum gushing in to me
like a garden hose.  It was more like little repetitive squirts. But I
could definitely feel the warmth inside me.  Actually, I don't know what I
felt inside me, cause his cock was so fucking deep in me and it hurt, and
he was tied with me. What if I was stuck like that forever? I am pretty
sure I passed out, because after a while I woke up and I was laying on the
floor and Reno's cock was out of my ass.  He wasn't in the room. Thank god
it was over.  I slowly felt my ass and, actually, from the outside it
didn't feel bad.  It was moist and wet, not really sticky, or perhaps just
a little.  Maybe it was the combination of his cum and the Gun Oil. I got
to my knees and crawled to the bathroom and managed to get up on the toilet
where I took a long piss and let whatever was inside me--the combination of
Reno's cum and Gun Oil--run out of me and into the water.  I tried my best
to sort of push it out, but it just kinda drizzled out for a long time.  I
sat there forever. I felt my heart beating.  I'd just been bred by my dog.
After a while I wiped my ass and looked at the tissue.  I only saw little
bit of redness and a drop of blood here and there.  Nothing major.  After a
long time, I don't know long, I went into my room, stripped off the
coveralls.  I went back in the bathroom and looked my body over and didn't
see any marks!  Then I got dressed in my shorts and shirt and went to find
Reno.  He was on his bed licking himself a little bit, but not acting
strange at all.  I went to give him a big hug and he licked my face.  I
don't know what I felt, but mostly I was relieved.  Then I was hard again
and I went in my room and jacked like never before and my cum shot past my
head like a gallon. Definitely the best cum ever.  I know that parts of
being with Reno were enjoyable, but a lot of it was scary and painful.Now
I'm seeing it through a haze.  Mostly, I had to admit it was amazing. I
would by lying if I didn't admit that it was worth it.  But more than that,
I knew I will have to do it again soon so that I can experience it away
from all the "first time" worry.

Sept. 14

Unfortunately, I haven't been able to get Reno to fuck me again because my
roommate lost his job and is either home all the time or that he is totally
unpredictable regarding how long he will be gone when he goes out. It's
killing me!!  I haven't been able to think about anything else the past
several days other than Reno fucking me and making me his bitch. I am so
distracted and I pretty much have a boner all day long. I had to jack four
times yesterday just to keep it from embarrassing me. Reno seems pretty
cool. He does seem a but more attentive lately and has been sniffing me
more than often. I kinda sense that he wants to hump me again. I really
need to do it again soon. I want it so bad. So fucking distracted!

Sept 20

My life is pretty fucked in parts as I'll explain here, but also,
strangely, kinda good.  I guess I have had another person inside me hidden
for so long that now that it's sort of out that I am being more honest.
Like I mentioned earlier, my roommate (Grady) lost his job.  That put a
serious crimp in my desire to spend consistent and quality time with Reno
getting him to fuck me. Last night I had my chance, though, because Grady
was headed out to a movie with some of our friends.  They invited me to go
the movies with them, too.  But I knew this was my best shot at having the
place to myself for at least two hours guaranteed.  So I pretended to be
tired and a little under the weather, and I told them to go on without me.
When they left I waited for like 10 minutes to make sure they were totally
100 percent gone.  When I was finally convinced I ran to get ready.  I
stripped off all my clothes and grabbed my awesome modified coveralls.
Since I had already been with Reno once, I knew there were parts of the
coveralls that I didn't need, places where I knew I wouldn't be scratched.
So I took some scissors to them and cut off the sleeves entirely.  Then I
cut out more of the fabric around my cock and ass--not a lot, but another
couple of inches all the way around.  I put the coveralls on and I felt
instantly fucking horny.  Like my cock was boned in like two seconds! I
stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself and was really turned on!
I squirted some of my Gun Oil inside my hole to make sure there was plenty
of lube inside me.  Then I went over to Reno where he was half sleeping on
his cushion in the main room.  I pushed the coffee table out of the way to
make a large clear area.  Then I did a little dance in front of Reno,
letting him watch my cock bounce up and down.  Then I got down in front of
him and put my cock in front of his nose.  He sniffed me good.  I reached
down and started to jack his cock outside his sheath.  That got him kind of
turned on, I could tell, because he suddenly got up and sort of started to
jump on me a little, like he wanted to dance or something!  We kind of
moved around like that for a while, kind of wrestling a little.  I held his
front paws and leaned down and sort of jacked him.  His red inside cock was
protruding.  So I got down on my hands on knees and sort of stuck my ass in
the air to see if he would go for it.  I was prepared to get the butter or
peanut butter again, but Reno didn't seem to need it.  He started sniffing
and licking my hole really good. It felt so good!  He licked me over and
over for about 30 seconds with his big rough tongue and it felt really
amazing. I was really hard and already dripping precum. I could have cum
just like that.  But then Reno was suddenly up on me with his full weight,
grabbing me around my chest and trying to poke his cock in my hole. He
really had a tight grip on me and I really couldn't move.  But he wasn't a
very good aim.  He kept trying to get his cock inside me but he wasn't
making any progress.  Mostly it just hurt each time he rammed it against my
butt.  I tried to move my ass down and up depending on where he was
humping, but he still wasn't getting it on the mark.  So I reach behind me
and did the best I could to help guide him.  Come on Reno!  I was starting
to think that he wasn't interested in fucking me.  Maybe he just wanted to
fake fuck me!  But I moved my ass to the side and then BAM just like that
his cock was inside me.  I should have been prepared for it. But I wasn't
it.  His cock was like, fuck, big!  Reno could clearly care less about
being gentle.  I mean that animal can fuck, like there was a machine inside
of him, he just started fucking me really hard and fast. I changed my mind
and wanted to get him out of me and off me, so I tried to scramble away and
I pulled at his paws and struggled to get away. His cock was in me but I
wanted it to stop. But Reno was just too big and strong and OMG he just
pushed down on me and growled.  I focused on not passing out this time.  I
just sort of tried to breath.  But he was really fucking me big time.
Damn, Reno can so fuck.  He was like owning me, fucking me so hard.  I felt
his cock seem to get longer if that was possible.  I felt it move deeper
inside me, like it was getting longer and curling inside my intestines,
really poking way up inside me. It was relentless.  Reno was just fucking
me and fucking me and pounding my ass so hard that I had to rest my head on
my arms and try not to fall over or hyperventilate.  He was so totally
making me his bitch, really breeding me.  I almost didn't feel human.  I
closed my eyes and just gave in to him until I think I started to really
enjoy it. I felt warm all over.  My cock was like made of fucking iron. It
was so hard that it almost hurt and it was oozing precum like a faucet. He
moved his legs further down to my hips and started to pound me harder.
Then I started to feel the sensation of the base of his cock start to grow
and I knew that was him starting to knot and tie up with me.  It felt good
for a second, and then it started to hurt.  It was really big.  I mean
fucking big.  It kept growing and growing like it was as big as cantaloupe
or something like that. It seemed bigger than the first time I was with
him.  Reno kept fucking me for a few minutes and then he stopped suddenly
and rested on me.  Now that he wasn't moving I could feel his cum start to
shoot into me.  Oh god!  Reno's sperm was spewing into me, each sperm
wiggler probably swimming up my ass trying to become a little puppy. Reno
slipped off me and then his ass was sort of against mine and we were so
tied together.  I couldn't breath.  His cock was deep in me and I could
feel the tiny spurts of warm cum shooting up inside me, and we were totally
locked together.  I was so his fucking bitch, totally helpless. It was like
nothing I'd ever felt before, better and different than the first time.  Oh
God, I wish I had the words to really describe it. Reno started to move
away from me and I had to quickly move backwards toward him to keep my
insides from being pulled out of me. I reached back and grabbed one of his
paws to keep him still. Being tied to him and having his knot full and big
inside me was like amazing. It felt like a huge baseball bat was inside
me. Oh fuck, Reno!  I was so his bitch. He totally owned me. All I could do
was stay on my hands and knees and wait. It didn't hurt so much any
more. It felt full and deep and kind of amazing having his long dog cock
inside me. I rested quietly waiting fir his knot to shrink but it
didn't. If anything it seemed to get bigger. I was so fucked. Then, this is
where my whole world just crashed in on me and exploded everything, ruining
or changing everything, turning my life upside down!  I am so ashamed to
even have to write this. Because at that moment, with Reno's cock so
fucking deep inside me and totally and completely tied to him by his
fucking huge knot . . . that is when I heard the clear and unmistakable
sound if a key turning in a lock and the door opening. OMG!  I closed my
eyes and prayed that it was coming from the next apartment. But it
wasn't. I heard the front door open just behind me and a couple of steps,
and then just silence.

Then, finally, after what seemed forever, I heard the unmistakable sound of
Grady's voice: "What the fuck!" I still hear those words ringing in my
ears. Then he said it again: "What the fuck!? Oh my God.". I heard him come
inside and close the door. He said, "Are you fucking kidding me? What are
you wearing? Oh my fucking god!". Then Grady came closer and I finally
opened me eyes and looked at him. I was so fucking completely
humiliated. My life was over. I wanted to get Reno out of me and jump out
the window to kill myself. I started to cry, if you want to know the
truth. Right there in front of Grady, with Reno and I totally tied
together.  Grady didn't say anything for a while. Neither if us said
anything. Then he said, "Dude, this is just wrong."

I kept crying and finally managed to say, "Please just go back outside and
come back later and pretend you didn't see anything! Please!  You weren't
supposed to be home for a long time?"

Grady said, "The movie was sold out except for the first row so we blew it
off. Dude, fuck, Jesus, fuck." I started to cry again and begged him to go
away." Grady sat down next to me and said, "What is that you have on? Is
that your special outfit for being fucked by Reno? Dude that is nasty. It
is like the mist incredibly wrong thing I have ever seen. How long has his
dick been in you? Get him out of you!"

I said, "I can't.  We're tied together."

He said, "Forever?"

I said, "No. Maybe another 15 minutes or so." Reno's knot still felt as big
as ever."

Grady stood up and said, "Dude, I don't know what to say. But, fuck, oh
man!  I'm gonna go in my room and try to get this scene out of my
mind. Give you guys some privacy.  You know i almost invited the others in
here for a drink! Fuck, dude! Couldn't you have at least done this in your
room?  I'm outa here."

Then Grady walked down the hallway and into his room. He shut the door. I
was left alone there in my humiliation and kept crying. Everyone would know
about this, wouldn't they?  After a long time I finally felt Reno's knot
start to go down until it finally just sort of plopped out. I ran to my
room, closed the door and immediately lit up a joint and tried to get as
high as I could and as quickly as I could. Then I lay on my bed and buried
my head in my pillow until I fell asleep. When I woke up this morning Grady
was already gone. What do I do now???


Sept 21

Grady hasn't been back to the apartment since yesterday, or at least we
haven't been home at the same time. I sent him some pleading text messages
begging and pleading with him not to tell anyone.  I didn't get any text
messages back from him, though, which bothers me.  I tried calling him a
few minutes ago but he didn't pick up.  I think that if I just had a chance
to talk to him in person and explain things and really look him in the eye
that things might be OK.  I guess it was strange that Grady sat down and
watched us even though he was saying mean things.  Maybe he was interested.
Is there hope in that?  I can't imagine that would be true, especially
because of his reaction and words and now that he won't reply to my texts
or take my phone call.  Maybe he's just in shock?  The one thing I'm
thinking is that maybe he won't tell anyone because he would be too
ashamed?  I don't know.  I'm reaching, I know.  I'm so upset.  I called in
sick to work today and am going to stay home.  I can't be seen in public.
Just really too upset to go out there.  Besides, maybe Grady will come home
and we finally talk face to face about what happened. We've known each
other a long time, so maybe we can get over this.  Grady and I met while at
college. We still live near the campus. We both graduated a year ago and
are still living together while we figure out what we really want to do
with our lives.  I work during the day in the shoe department at Macy's.
It's just something to keep money coming in until I get my act together and
go for a career somewhere.  Grady was working at a telemarketing company
but was laid off, supposedly because of the economy. He's got money,
though, so I don't think he's at risk not being able to pay his portion of
the rent. He also has some side Internet sites that he has built that
actually generate money from him using Google ads.  Not a lot, but kinda
decent. Anyway, that's our situation.  Now I'm sitting here trying to think
what I should say to Grady if he ever comes home.  I must make sure that he
doesn't tell anyone and that he absolutely MUST keep this a secret.
Overall, he's been a pretty good bud over the years, and we've been through
a lot together, so I have hope that he'll come through for me.  I've
already decided what I will do if he tells people.  I will so totally have
to move out of this city.  This town is kind of a dump anyway.  My parents
live in upstate New York, so maybe I will go there.  But I think I have to
go somewhere where nobody knows me, where I can start over completely.
Macy's has a lot of stores around the country, so maybe there's a chance I
can transfer somewhere in advance and already have a job.  Maybe not.  The
shoe business sucks, having to look at people's feet all day and everything
like that.  Reno is sitting here with me on my bed right now. He is totally
affectionate and I can sense that he wants to fuck me because he keeps
pawing me.  I want it, too.  But there's no way I could do that today.  My
mind is too fucked up.  I so wish Grady would get home right now so I can
get this over with and figure out what my life is going to be like from now
on--whether I have to move out of town or not.  In fact, no matter what he
says, I think I need to move out of here anyway, that's how crummy I'm
feeling.  I have totally fucked up my life.  Maybe I'm being dramatic.  I
get that way sometimes. And now I'm sitting here with Reno and I feel a
boner starting.  To make matters worse (or better or more complicated) my
ex-girlfriend Lexi sent me a text this morning.  Kind of a strange
coincidence, but I don't think there's anything to it.  She just said hi
and wants to know if I wanted to grab a bite sometime.  That doesn't sound
too bad.  Maybe it would be just something normal.  I'm rambling.


Sept. 22

I'm writing this on and off on my phone while I'm at work today.  It's
kinda slow here.  I guess it's not a big shoe day. I have so much to write
here.  Things have taken an even stranger turn, if that's possible.  But I
am in a much better place as I explain everything that happened yesterday
and how things turned out.  I know this is going to be a long email.
Yesterday I actually went to a pawn shop and looked at guns.  But I didn't
do anything.  Didn't buy one.  I chickened out.  I felt that everyone in
the pawn shop was staring at me, as if they already knew all about me.  Oh,
there goes the guy who let's his dog fuck him.  I was sure that Grady had
spread the word and that everyone in this town knew.  Of course, I told
myself that was impossible.  But actually going to look for a gun was
stupid of me.  It's not anything I would ever do so please don't be
alarmed. I think I was just being dramatic. I'm impulsive like that
sometimes. I get an idea in my head and I feel I need to act on it.  That's
kind of what led me to letting Reno fuck me.  I was reading porn stories
online and I've told the rest already.  Anyway, so after a while I just
left and went home and moped around the apartment all day, waiting and
waiting and waiting for Grady.  I sent him lots of text messages but I
didn't get a peep out of him.  And I called him like a dozen times but he
didn't pick up.  I know he got my messages and texts, because he's a maniac
about his phone. He pretty much always has it in his hand, sending text
messages like a crazy man. So I came home feeling like shit. Reno was
particularly frisky, and was glad to see me when I got home from the pawn
shop.  He kept going in my room for some reason. I followed him and saw
that he was sniffing at my bottom drawer. Damn he's smart.  That's where I
keep the modified coveralls I have used when he fucked me.  It must smell
of me and him.  I petted him and gave him a hug.  At least he understands
me.  He wanted more, I could tell.  He put his paws on me and started to
push me around.  He wanted to fuck me.  But there was NO WAY I was going to
do that. No fucking way!  That is just what I needed--for Grady to come
home and find me tied up with Reno again.  Even if I did it in my room I
know he'd be able to hear me and then, oh fuck.  Very confusing.  Still,
Reno's attention really got me fucking horny.  I mean, I'm naturally horny
all the time anyway.  But I was like immediately boned up so fast.
Sometimes my boner has levels of hardness.  Sometimes it is just moderately
hard, other times pretty rock solid, and other times it is like an iron
pulsing steel monster.  That's how I was feeling at the moment and that's
when I returned my ex's text.  She (Lexi) wrote me yesterday saying hi and
asking to get together. So I texted her back and said hi and that I'd love
to see her.  I know it was just probably sort of a booty call for her, and
that's pretty much all I wanted at that moment, too, just a way to satisfy
my so totally fucking hard boner.  I got a returned text from right away
and we talked back and forth that way. She said she wanted to come by but
it i didn't want her here because that would just be strange if Grady came
home.  Maybe I was wrong.  Maybe if I had her here and we were fucking in
the middle of the main room (like I was when he caught me with Reno) then
maybe it would change Grady's mind about me.  Maybe he would say something
like, "Now that's more like it. Glad to have you back," or something like
that and then the whole Reno fucking me incident would be out of his brain.
I actually thought about setting something like that up and having Grady
purposely catching me fuck her with my ass in the air and really fucking
her deep and hard, but I didn't think that would be fair to Lexi.  I think
that would be using her in a bad way and that would be wrong of me. Bad
karma.  Plus, it was just too complicated of an idea.  But mostly I think
it wouldn't be the right thing to do.  So we arranged for me to meet her at
her apartment.  She lives on the other side of town and is finishing up her
last semester.  We broke up a few months ago because, well, I don't really
know.  Relationships just kind of go that way with me sometimes.  I kind of
think it was both of us.  We dated a while, had some good sex, but then it
got kinda stale I think.  I don't know.  When we broke up we both kind of
wanted out.  But the sex was good, at least.  So I headed over to her place
and it was great to see her.  We had some beers and then went to her room
where we fucked like crazy.  She commented about how unusually stiff my
boner was. I told her her that was because I was horny for her.  But all
the while as we fucked I kept thinking about Reno and being caught by Grady
and, really, how horny the whole situation was.  At one point when I was
boning her, she reached back to kinda squeeze my balls and I moved her hand
up to touch my ass.

"Touch me here, too," I told her. She didn't hesitate.  She started rubbing
my ass and even starting sliding a finger inside of me.  That totally drove
me wild and I started really fucking her hard like a wild man.

She said, "I didn't know you liked your ass played with."

I said, "Neither did I," but that wasn't the truth.  Having Reno's cock
inside me opened my eyes to the pleasures of having my ass licked and
filled, so that's why I encouraged her to do it.  She really started
working on my ass, sliding her fingers inside me.  It was kind of an
awkward position for her and she couldn't really reach around very well,
but she did a pretty good job!  Then I felt my cum starting to build and I
just pushed it into fourth gear and pounded her sweet pussy.  I felt my
soul leave my body as it sometimes does when I'm having sex and eventually
the world started to collapse and the feeling in my body just exploded and
I came inside her like a jackhammer.

She started moaning too, saying, "Don't stop, Brett. Oh my God. You never
fucked me like this before." She really said that! And then she started
going down the path of cumming as well, holding her breath and moaning and
then she had her orgasm, too, really swaying her hips and and grinding
against me.  The sex was a huge relief to me.  I'm not sure why.  I suspect
it's because I proved to myself that I'm still a heterosexual man and that
I like sex with women and that the dog thing was just a casual thing that
doesn't really matter or change who I really am.  Does that make sense in
any way or am I totally fucked up?  But if Grady would have witnessed our
sex I think he would have been very impressed and maybe would have made him
feel better. Maybe I'm over thinking it.  My mind is so internal sometimes.
So Lexi and I rested there for a while talked about old times and about
maybe we could or should start dating again.  We laughed about why we broke
up and we both came to the conclusion that it was the best thing at the
time.  Lexi said that she wanted to see me again, even if it was only for
the sex, and did I mind that?  I told her I didn't mind and that she could
use me any time!  We laughed about that.  Then she got serious and said
that we should take it slow and that we shouldn't rush into things but that
we should just be cool and casual about it and let things develop.

She said, "Let's not call it dating. Let's just see each other now and then
for starters."  I told her I was cool with that.  She commented again about
how good our sex was that we just had.  She said, "You know, anyway, you're
a good fuck."  That was good to hear, it really was.  It kinda gave me my
confidence back and felt better somehow.  Lexi started stroking my cock and
in like two seconds I was totally boned again.  She wanted to fuck again
and so did I.  So we did it again.  It wasn't as good as the first time,
but it was damn good.  She played with my ass again which was cool, too.
Afterward we talked some more and then we both mutually kind of said we had
to get to other stuff.  We promised to text each other soon, leaving it
kinda vague.  I was wondering who would or should text the other person
first?  Because this time she was the one who reached out.  I'll have to
give that some thought.  Anyway, I got dressed and headed home.  It was
late in the afternoon by the time I got home.  As soon as I walked in my
phone vibrated.  It was a text from Grady!

Here is exactly what his text read: "I'll be home in a while.  We need to
talk."

All the positive feelings that I had from my sex and confidence building
with Lexi just totally drained completely out of my body, like I'd just
lost half my blood.  I felt really week and dizzy and could barely stand
up.  I stared at Grady's text and just read it over and over and over.  I
felt terrible. He would be coming home.  And it was clear that he had some
sort of agenda, or at least he was ready to talk.  I don't if it was a good
thing or a bad thing, but I dreaded it.  At the same time, it was actually
a great relief to know that at least he would be coming home and that we'd
get everything out in the open and that one way or the other we would get
past this.  I would know if I had to move out of town or not, although now
that was kind of pushed to back of my mind because I had reconnected with
Lexi and the sex with her was great.  But like I said, Grady's text really
threw me for a loop and I felt physically sick.  I thought: Oh my god!  I
really didn't know what to think or expect, but I knew that at the very
least I had to talk to him about keeping this a secret.  I kept going over
various hypothetical scenarios in my brain about what would go down when he
got home.  I thought maybe he would punch me and we'd have a big physical
fight.  Or maybe he would demand that I move out. Or, jeez, i don't know
what.  My brain really hurt and I was tired and he would be coming home
soon. It was like my whole world was crashing down on me and I couldn't
prevent it and I didn't know how it would happen.  To help me settle down,
I grabbed my bong and weed and started doing some good long deep hits.
Fuck, it felt good.  Sometimes I think that I am only a real person when
I'm totally stoned out of my mind.  So that's what I did.  I turned on the
television and watched some extreme sports and just took one bong hit after
the other until I felt my body totally relax. Then I kept going.  I think I
can pretty much smoke anyone under the table.  Whether it's bong hits or
fat joints, I can do it like forever.  That doesn't mean that I don't get
stoned.  Far from it!  I get totally stoned, totally fucking whacked out
and mellow and philosophical and my eyes half-close and I just get, well,
stoned, then mega-stoned, then completely stoned out of my fucking
mind. That's what I did yesterday at that time.  I just decided I needed to
kick back and let pot do its thing.  It felt really good. And I really
needed it.  I shoved some rad buds into the bong and lit them good, drawing
the smoke deep into my lungs and holding it for as long as I could.  To be
honest, I was trying to get as stoned as I possibly could, I guess.  Fuck,
I was like stoned to the max!  I thought I needed to be that way in order
to face Grady, I guess.  I don't know.  But fuck, I was wasted.  At the
height of being stoned is when Grady came home.  I thought it would be
dramatic or something, but he just walked in the front door and tossed his
keys on the table.

He said, "Fuck, it's smokey in here."

I waved to him, saying, weakly, "Hi, Grady."  Even though I was stoned out
of my mind I could tell that he was tired and weary.  He looked like he
hadn't been sleeping well. I don't know what I expected out of him. Reno
got up from his cushion and went over to Grady, wagging his tail as usual
and asking for attention.  Grady seemed to look at him differently, but he
petted him anyway.

Then he came over and sat next to me on the couch, saying, "I need a few of
these, too."

I said, "Where you been?"

He said, "At Jackson's."  (Jackson is a mutual friend of ours and was one
of the guys in the group who Grady went with to the movies the other
night.) He grabbed the bong and started doing some hits.  I was kinda
grateful.  So far, things were, well, sorta normal between us.  I mean, he
didn't come blasting in the apartment yelling at me and ordering me out or
anything terrible like that.  He just came in and sat down and did some
bong hits.  But it was kinda awkward.  Neither of us said anything for a
long time. The silence was unbearable. Reno came over and wanted more
attention from Grady.  He petted him a little more until Reno was
satisfied, then Reno went over to his cushion and laid down. I know Grady
wanted to talk to me, but he wasn't doing it.

I finally broke the silence by saying, "Just say it, Grady.  Just tell me
that I'm fucked and that you hate me and that you want me to move out.
Just say it."  Grady looked at me but didn't say anything.  He just took
another deep bong hit, held it, and then blew smoke rings toward the
ceiling.  After a while I could see that the pot was finally relaxing him.
Then he just sorta hung his head and started talking.

He said, "Look, Brett, this is a fucked up situation. I know that.  You
know that.  And I've been doing a lot of thinking about it."  He looked at
me straight in the face in kind of a stern way.  Then Grady said, "But,
fuck, Brett.  I don't know.  That is your business.  I'm sorry for
overreacting, if you know what I mean."

He started to say more but I interrupted him.  I said, "Thank you, dude.
Fuck, that is just so fucking amazing to hear.  I thought you were going to
kill me."

He said, "I was going to.  I was really heated, Brett.  I'll tell you that.
I mean it was like the biggest shock that I've ever had in my life.  It was
crazy. Bizarre and fucking unbelievable."

I asked him, "Does Jackson know?"

Grady said, "Fuck no."

Then I asked a really big question: "Does anyone know?"

Grady looked at me again and said, "Are you kidding?  Do you think I would
tell anyone about this ever?  Fuck, dude, I would never do that."

At that moment the sun just kind of opened up above me and the light shined
down upon me.  It really felt that way, as if I was in a comic book or
something and rays of lights flashed down on me, blinding me with their
brightness.  I'm sure it was because I was just so fucking stoned, of
course, but I just felt elated.  I wanted to get down on my knees and grab
Grady and cry to him about just how grateful I was.  But all I did was look
straight inside his eyes and say with as much meaning as I could, "Thank
you, dude.  That means so much."

Grady waved me off and took another bong hit.  He said, "No problem.  Hey,
that's what buds are for, right?  I'm not saying it's cool.  I mean it's
not like you killed someone, right?"  I told him that I'd gone to the pawn
shop to get a gun because I was frightened that he would tell people. He
said, "Really, dude?"

I told him, "Yeah."

Grady said, "Nah, don't worry about it.  It's your thing."

Then Grady took another hit and sat back on the couch.  It looked like he
was struggling for words.  I could tell he wanted to say something, but all
he said was, "Brett . . . "  But he didn't finish what he wanted to say.

I said, "What is it?"

He looked at me again and said, "I want to see you do it again."  That's
what he said!

I said to Grady, "What?"  I don't know why I said that, because I
definitely heard what he said.  But it was just reflex, as if I couldn't
believe he said that.

Grady said, "Yeah, dude.  I want to see you do it again.  Right now."  I
told him that I didn't want to, even though actually there wasn't anything
I wanted more than that at that moment.  I felt my cock starting to grow.
Grady said, "Go get Reno and do it right now.  Right here. Move the table
and let me see it."  Maybe Grady was saying this because he was stoned.
Perhaps.  But he was saying it all the same.

I said, "Dude, I don't think so.  Let's just leave the whole thing behind
us and move on."  I told him I was with Lexi and that I was into girls and
he didn't have to worry.  But Grady looked at me really hard.

He said, "No, I'm serious.  I want to see you do it right now.  If you
don't, Brett, I swear I'm going to tell people."  All the sun that I was
basking in a few minutes earlier just vanished.

I said, "You wouldn't do that."

He said, "You don't think so?  I don't look serious?"  He took out his
phone and shook it at me.  He said, "I'll send out a hundred texts bing bam
boom."

I said, "Come on."  He said, "No, you come on, Brett.  I want to see it
again."  Grady stood up and dragged the table out of the way.  "Go get your
fucking costume, dude.  Come on, I can tell you want to do it--look at your
boner."  He was right.  My cock was like rock hard.  I could tell he was
serious.  Maybe if I wasn't stoned I would have acted differently.  But,
honestly at that moment, I really wanted just to be fucked by Reno because
I was really boned up.  Plus, in a strange way, I thought that doing it
would bring Grady closer to never telling anyone because now, in a way, he
was active in the situation. I said to myself, What the fuck.  I stood up
and felt just how stoned I was.  I don't think I've ever been as tanked,
but it felt good.  I went to my room, stripped of my clothes and put on my
coveralls. I squirted some Gun Oil inside me.  Damn I was so boned!  I was
sort of embarrassed, but I came back into the main room wearing my
outfit. Grady's eyes just kind of bugged out.  He said, "Fuck, dude!"
That's all he said. Then he said it again, "Fuck dude! Fuck!"  He sat back
down on the couch.  I went over to Reno and tried to get him interested.  I
jacked his cock and got down on my knees and let him smell my cock.  That
got him going.  He also started to smell my outfit.  I hadn't washed it
since the first time Reno fucked me, so I'm sure it smelled of sweat and
cum and dog.  he started to smell me like crazy!  Then I went over to the
main part of the room and got down on my hands and knees right in front of
Grady, who had a front row seat to what was about to happen.  Being on my
hands and knees like that, I really felt the weed kicking my ass.  I was so
very fucking stoned.  I mean completely.  I hung my head and closed my eyes
and tried to find a place where I wasn't so baked.  The next thing I knew
Reno's tongue was in my ass and I heard Grady say, "Fuck dude!"  Then,
fairly quick, Reno was on top of me and dry humping me.  I felt his cock
miss the mark a few times, but I couldn't really move my ass to help him.
It didn't matter.  A moment later his cock was up inside of me.  Then Reno
just started to fuck me hard, banging me with such velocity that it
reminded me of the way I had fucked Lexi earlier in the day.  I could sort
of hear Grady in the background saying, "Fuck!"  But mostly I was oblivious
to him.  There was just me and Reno and the weed and his fucking me hard
and his long fat cock going in me deeper and deeper.  I know I started to
moan and really get into it. It felt good, to be honest.  I felt amazing.
I loved being fucked by Reno.  And he kept fucking me and really into his
groove.  Then, like I had experienced before, he changed his position and
started to slam his cock into me and his dog balls were slapping against my
balls.  I was lost in a haze of weed, but I was aware I had an audience.
Every once in a while I would hear Grady say, "Oh fuck."  But other than
that he was in a different universe, because Reno was fucking me like a
machine and then his cock started to grow and his knot got bigger and
bigger and oh fuck it hurt.  Really hurt. When we were tied and Reno
stopped actively fucking me, there was kind of a silence. Reno got off me
in his awkward way (I wish I could describe it) and then were tied together
tightly, our butts together.  I felt Reno's sperm start to jizz inside of
me.  It felt hotter than usual. The two other times I hadn't really felt it
squirt into me very strongly, but this time I clearly felt it.  He was
filling me with his cum over and over until I wasn't sure I could take any
more.  I felt like a balloon filling up with air, like i was being pumped
up like a blimp or something.  His cum was unreal!  Oh fuck. It was really
intense, made even more so by the weed.  Then I looked over to Grady and
saw that his pants were down around his ankles and he was jacking his cock.
I'd never seem with a boner before, so it was strange.  Just as I looked
over to him he leaned back on the couch, closed his eyes, and the cum just
started to fly out of his cock.  He said, "Oh fuck. Oh fuck.  Oh fuck."
Reno tugged at me so I had to move with him a little bit.  My cock was so
hard.  I reach down to jack it and it didn't take long for me to feel it
coming and I started to sperm everywhere below me onto the tile.  I was
tired.  That's the best way to describe my feelings.  I was tired and
totally out of it, emotionally wrecked from the past few days.  I saw Grady
come to life.  We locked eyes and he said, "Fuck.  You guys are fucking
tied together. I've seen two dogs like that before.  But you two?  Fuck,
dude."  Grady didn't say anything else.  He stood and pulled his pants up.
He said, "Fuck," then stumbled out of the room and down the hallway and
into his room, leaving me alone and tied to Reno.  I surrendered to the
weed and just rested there on my hands and knees a long time.  I might have
dozed off a little, I don't know.  Then I felt Reno's knot start to go down
little by little and then with a pop he pulled out of me and went to his
cushion where he laid down and started licking his cock.  I felt his cum
start to ooze out of my ass and down my balls and legs, getting my
coveralls kind of messy and sticky and the floor wet.  I pushed it out and
a puddle of Reno's cum started to accumulate beneath me.  Fuck I was
stoned.  After a long time I stood up and felt lightheaded. I thought about
wiping up the floor but that could wait.  I went down the hallway and
peaked in Grady's room.  He was passed out on his bed.  I closed his door.
I went into my room and without taking off my coveralls I fell on my bed
and just let the weed and the emotions of the day just take me away on a
cloud.  Whew.  I didn't wake up until this morning, late, and had to get
quickly ready for work.  Grady was already gone. A note was on the floor of
the main that said, "Clean this mess up."  But I felt better, I guess. I
got a wet rag and cleaned up my sperm, Reno's sperm and Grady's sperm
drops.  I don't know what is going to happen next.  I sent Grady a text
this morning thanking him for keeping things a secret but I didn't hear
back from him.  Not sure what's going on with him.  But I do feel better.
Uncertain, yeah, but I don't feel like terribly depressed right now.  i
have to go sell some shoes.


Sept 26

 It would be great to have a close bud to experience these things.  It
would be great to be able to have a situation with Grady where, at the
least, he was totally cool and tolerant of me getting fucked by Reno.  At
the very least, it would be good if he were really cool with Reno fucking
me, and if he liked to watch us occasionally and jerk off while watching us
like he did last time I guess that would be OK.  I think that would be the
optimal situation.  But he isn't giving any signals that that's what he
wants.  After that night he has been really cold and distant and has hardly
been home.  When we have crossed paths here, he doesn't do much than mumble
and avoid my eyes even though I've tried to be friendly as hell.
Yesterday, when he was home briefly, I got up the guts to ask him if he
wanted to see Reno fuck me again.  He looked at me and rolled his eyes and
just went into his room and shut the door.  Maybe he's confused?  Maybe he
ashamed at having enjoyed the "show" Reno and I put on for him the other
day?  I don't know.  I wish I knew because it is driving me crazy and I am
bummed about it.  I haven't let Reno fuck me since that night with Grady
watching us.  I have been nervous about Grady coming home again and
catching us and then having something bad happen.  Maybe I shouldn't worry
about it.  I mean, I have a life, too, right?  Maybe Grady just needs to
deal with it?  But I have a feeling there is a lot to played out here but I
haven't a clue where this will go.  Lexi has been calling me, too, but my
head just isn't it.  Even at work I have been distracted.  I spent the
weekend selling shoes and was on the verge of quitting like every half hour
because my mind has been somewhere in another universe. On the one hand, I
feel greatly relieved because it seems that Grady isn't going to tell
anyone.  That is a HUGE burden off my shoulders.  But now it seems to have
been replaced with even greater uncertainty because of the way Grady is
acting.  In a way, his being involved in this has made things even more
complicated in my brain.  Maybe the best thing would be for me to simply
move out and get my own place.  On the one hand, that would really be
awesome because then I can find a routine where I could let Reno fuck me at
any time.  Maybe several times a day.  I would really like that, I think.
Or at least I want to experience that.  I don't know if I can ever get to
that kind of situation, but it sounds really cool and I am getting a boner
right now just writing this.  But on the other hand, not having Grady
around could cause more problems.  Maybe he would be more willing to blab
about it to someone.  It seems that having him near me is sort of an
insurance policy.  Does that make any sense?  Am I totally fucked up?  I
don't know.  Confusing.  I wish this was much more easy but that hasn't
worked out for me that way.  My situation seems really problematic and
difficult and fucked up. I wish Grady would just fucking man up and deal
with the situation.  Maybe I'm being too hard on him.  Maybe I need to put
myself in his shoes because, really, I know this has been hard on him, too.
This must seem really fucked up and confusing from his perspective, too.  I
get that.  But still, this is all so upsetting.

Sept 29

When I got home from work yesterday, Grady wasn't home. But he left a note
on my bed saying for me to check my email.  Here is his email verbatim:

We need to figure out where we go from here.  Catching you being fucked by
Reno has really disrupted my thinking. I have been hanging out at Jackson's
place this week.  He's cool with it and hasn't asked me many questions.
But he has figured out that it has something to do with you.  Doesn't take
a genius to figure that out. I told him that we had a big blow out fight
and that has satisfied him at least for now. I just need some time to sort
this shit out, dude.  I mean, seeing you tied with Reno????  WTF!!!  I
don't think I even know you anymore. So like, dude, are you gay or
something? I mean that is ok if you are I guess. I could understand that I
think.  But the dog thing? Is there anything more disgusting and wrong than
that? I mean dude WTF! Okay so I have to admit that there was something
really strangely fucked up sexy about seeing you like that. That's why I
made you do it again the other night because I kind of didn't believe it. I
had to see it again just to see if it was true. But you would have agreed
to anything because you were so stoned. While you were being fucked by Reno
I took a couple of quick photos of you with my phone.  And for full
disclosure I have jacked to them a few times. I want to be your friend but
this changes everything don't you think?  I am really uncomfortable with
this. I think I have the right.  Now I feel as if I can't come home to my
own apartment.  How fucked up is that?  I mean, dude, fuck man.  What do we
do now?  Why did you do this to me??

That is what he wrote to me.  I don't know how to respond.  And now he has
pictures of me? I don't like that but for some reason I'm not overly
worried about him sharing them. Maybe I am stupid.


Sept 30

Grady has always marched to his own beat. He came home earlier tonight and
I could tell something was wrong. He didn't seem to be himself. I expected
him to come in like a hard ass and tell me off. But instead he came home
drunk. I am not sure how he was driving.

He came in and said, "I've been drinking."

I said, "Yeah I can see that."

He sat down on the couch and said, "I purposely wanted to get drunk because
I have kind of screwed up.". It looked like he was gonna cry or
something. He definitely looked upset. He said, "So the problem is that I
have screwed up a good friendship. I was only thinking of myself and
instead I was an ass." He looked up at me and I saw sincerity in his
eyes. "Brett, listen, I fucked up. I'm sorry. There, I said it. I was
selfish and lousy with my own securities. I'm an ass."

I didn't know what to say, so I said, "No you're not."

He said, "I know when someone has fucked up, and that was me.  Don't give
me any cover.  I should have been a lot of things, like understanding and
forgiving and, well, just cool. But I wasn't there for you. I had to get
drunk to get up the courage to say this to you. I am really so very sorry,
bro. I mean, you know, your sex life is really none of my business. It's no
big deal. I think it was just my insecurities and being upset with my own
feelings. Because I'll tell you the truth, and this is why i had to do some
tequila shots to get up the courage to say, so here it is . . . is that,
fuck, I found what you were doing totally fucking hot and horny. I tried to
push those feelings away and deny them, but it only ended up causing me to
push you away."

I said, "No worries."

He said, "Actually, quite a lot of worries. I fucked up. And I fucking have
to admit that you and Reno have really got me horny. Dude, what I'm trying
to say us, oh fuck, I don't know, but I think I want to try some if that
too. There I said it I can either deny those feelings and go crazy, or I
can give in to them as you obviously have and just be honest with myself
sexually. Oh god, I'm really sorry. So, damn, will you take me there too?
Cause I really gotta try that for myself." With that, Grady stood up and
started peeling off his clothes. He said, "I'm serious, dude, like right
now." He pulled off his shirt, started to unbutton his jeans, then leaned
over and began to untie his laces. But he was really drunk. Half undressed
like that he got tangled up and fell over totally passed out.  Even if he
was drunk, he seemed sincere. He clearly wasn't in any shape for some Reno
action, so I dragged him to his room and managed to get him on his bed. I
pulled off his pants and covered him with a blanket. He was totally
out. Then I went in my room and started writing this. What if he wakes up
in the morning and says something different? I don't want to think about
that right now. I just want to focus on the positive nature of
things. Tomorrow will be such an important day.

Oct 2

I was up early the next morning (after Grady came home drunk).  I wanted to
get up before he did although I'm not sure why.  I guess cause I was
excited or something like that.  I was really terribly curious about
whether Grady was serious about what he said or if it was just being drunk
that made him say those things.  I know I'm a different person, sort of,
when I'm drunk, but maybe not. I didn't have to be at work until 11 am so I
didn't have to rush or anything to get ready. That was cool.  I wanted to
be there when Grady got up.  But he wasn't--getting up, that is.  I peaked
in on him and he was in the same position as I'd left him when I'd dragged
him in his room and put him to bed.  He was like dead to the world. In
fact, he did look kind of dead. I got worried for a second.  I crept
quietly into his room and next to him until I could hear him breathing.
That was a relief.  I know there are stories about people getting so drunk
that they die from like choking on their own vomit.  But he seemed OK and
looked really peaceful.  Grady is really a handsome guy.  If I was into
guys, he would be the kind of guy I would go for, I guess. I looked down at
him and prayed that when he woke up he would remember what he'd told me the
night before. I left his room and went to get something to eat. Then I just
waited.  I hate waiting.  It was like waiting for the world to end.  I
watched some TV and turned the volume up a little so that maybe he would
hear it and get up.  But no.  Eventually I had to get ready for work. I
showered and shaved and dressed.  When I had to leave I looked in on Grady
again but he was still sleeping. So frustrating.  I left for work and felt
distracted. It was kind of a slow shoe day.  I remember that because I was
just kind of doing nothing when I felt my phone vibrate.  It was a text
from Grady, which started me a long chain of back-and-forth replies.  I
still have them in my phone so I will type them verbatim here. I will put
"G" for Grady, and "B" for me.

G: Where are you?

B: Work.

G: When do you get off?

B: I have to close today. Home by about 9:30.

G: Did anything happen last night?

B: Like what?

G: You know.

B: You were drunk.

G: Yeah I know. Did I do anything stupid?

B: Like what?

G: I dunno. Like throw up or hit you or anything?

B: Don't you remember anything?

G: Yes. I remember most everything.

B: You said some things.

G: I know what I said.

B: All of it?

G: Yes.

B: Stuff about me and Reno?

G: Yes I know what I said.

B: Just cause you were drunk.

G: No.

B: What do you mean no?

G: I didn't say those things cause I was drunk. I meant what I said.

B: Seriously?

G: Yes.

B: Surprising.

G: I know.  I'm surprised too. Sorry for being a dick.

B: No worries.

G: I was hoping you would be home this morning.

B: Work.

G: I just need to do this before I lose my courage.

B: I will be home later. Sorry.

G: But did I do anything else last night? I don't remember.

B: No you passed out.

G: So nothing with Reno?

B: No.

G: OK

B: How do you feel?

G: Relieved at talking to you. And fucked up hangover.

B: Eggs and water.

G: Yeah I will scramble some.

B: Thanks for saying what you did.

G: My bad.

B: Meant a lot to me.

G: Hard for me to say it.

B: I know.

G: Too good of a bud for me to fuck it up. And I had to accept my other
feelings too.

B: What does Jackson know?

G: Thinks I'm moving out but told him I wanted to work it out with you.

B: That works.

G: I'm not changing my mind about this.

B: :)

G: I want to do this. Reno is looking at me.

B: Wait for me. I need to be there.

G: I don't need to get drunk again. That was really me talking.

B: Sudden change.

G: I think I had a nervous breakdown this week or something like that.

B: Sorry.

G: Not your fault.  Just challenging. Again I'm sorry.

B: Stop apologizing.

G: OK

B: Just chill till I get home.

G: OK

B: If you change your mind that is OK too.

G: I'm not changing my mind. Been waiting days to tell you.

B: I'm new to it too.

G: How many times?

B: Only twice.

G: Really? I thought a lot more.

B: Some things got in the way.

G: Like me?

B: Sort of yeah.

G: Sorry

B: No worries.

G: OK

B: OK

I heard from Grady a few more times during the day.  He said things such as
"Feeling better."  It got really busy at Macy's that day. I think some
senior retirement center bussed their residents to the mall. I was
inundated with old people wanting to try on shoe after shoe after shoe.
But it was really good being busy because then the time pretty much flew by
and I didn't think too much about things. Toward the end of the day I
managed to do a lot of my closing tasks, like putting all the stray boxes
away and straightening all the display shoes because old people pretty much
put shoes anywhere once they've taken them down to look at them or show
them to me.  Then, when the doors were locked, all I had to do was close
out the cash register and reconcile receipts/returns and I was ready to go.
I pretty much drove like a madman all the way home, hoping I would get
there before Grady changed his mind.  But I didn't need to worry.  When I
opened the door he was standing in the middle of the main room wearing my
cut-up coveralls! Reno was running around in a excited way. I didn't know
what to say. I closed the door behind me and kind of muttered, "Fuck."

Grady said, "I hope you don't mind me going through your stuff."  I stared
at him kind of dumbfounded.  He looked so fucking incredibly hot wearing my
coveralls. Now I know what I looked like, cause his entire pubic area and
cock and balls were totally exposed and he had a boner. He said, "How do I
look?"

I said, "Fuck. Hot."  Grady turned around as if he was modeling to show me
his ass--his entire butt area was open.  He said, "Come on, Brett, if we
don't do this right now, this very second, I'm gonna chicken out and move
to China or something. I smelled pot and saw the bong on the side table
which he'd moved out of the way.  I went over to it and took a few deep
hits.

"Let's do this," said Grady.  He got down on his hands and knees.  He
looked so hot! I couldn't believe this was happening.

I said, "Hold on," and took my tie off.  I ran to my room, peeled off my
clothes and got into shorts and t-shirt.  I grabbed the Gun Oil and went
back to the main room.  I gave it to him and said, "Put this inside your
ass as much as you can. It will help a lot."  Grady took it from me and
dumped some in his hand.

He said, "This is slick."  Then he started lubing up his ass with it.  I am
doing a really lousy job describing my emotions during this time.  It was
like the world had turned upside down or something.  Grady was right in
front of me, wearing my fuck clothes, lubing up his ass.  It made me get a
boner just watching him.  Reno was prancing around me and Grady, sniffing
he fuck outfit like crazy.  He started to paw at Grady.  Grady said, "He
wants to fuck me, doesn't he?"

I said, "I think so."  I went to get some butter from the refrigerator and
told Grady to spread it inside his ass and around it just like where he had
put the Gun Oil.  I said, "This will make Grady go for it, I'm pretty
sure." Grady said OK but went to take a few bong hits first. I joined him.
I was already pretty stoned, so I know he was too.  I guess we both needed
some courage that way.

Grady did what I said about the butter, then he turned to me and said, "I'm
not gay, Brett."

I said, "I'm not either."

Grady said, "OK, as long as we have that straight."  Then Grady shook his
head and took a deep breath and he got down on the floor in the middle of
the room looking so fucking hot with his buttered up ass in the air and his
big cock poking out beneath him. I didn't have to give Reno any urging--he
was sniffing Grady all over and wagging his tail furiously.  Reno was drawn
to Grady's ass and started to lick him.  Grady gave a grunt and said, "Oh
my god. Jesus, god.  Oh fuck.  Oh jesus fuck. Reno is licking me like, oh
shit, oh fuck.  Fuck!"  Reno was licking up and down Grady's ass.  It was
so fucking hot watching it. I was boned totally and I couldn't help but
whip my shorts off and start jacking.  Then in like an instant, Reno was up
and on Grady, wrapping his front paws around Grady's middle torso area and
Reno started to try to fuck Grady with his red cock that was now hard and
sticking out.  Grady was huffing and puffing, "Oh fuck, is this it?  Is
this it?  He's not in me I don't think.  He's poking around."  This was
like the most erotic thing I have ever seen. My friend was on his hands and
knees and my dog was trying to fuck him.  "He's not going in," said Grady.
"You have to move your butt around," I said.  So I moved close and helped
guide Reno's cock and then it just went sliding way up inside Grady's
ass. Just, bang! Right up inside him and then Reno started to fuck Grady.
Grady was grunting, saying, "Oh fuck. He's fucking me.  Oh my god.  Oh.
Oh. Oh.  Oh my god he's . . . he's . . . oh my god. Get it out. Get it
out." And Grady kept just saying "fuck" and "oh" and I was jacking,
watching Reno fuck him.  Reno really was hammering Grady and then he moved
his paws down to Grady's lower waist.  I could tell Reno was going to knot
soon.

I said, "Grady, he's going to start knotting and tying with you.  You don't
have to let him."  But Grady was in another world.

He said, "Too intense.  I can't take this.  I cant."  His head was resting
on his hands and he was really quiet and still while Reno was simply
fucking the hell out of him.  I thought about getting my phone and take a
picture because that's what Grady did to me, but I didn't.  Maybe I should
have.  Reno started to really bang away.  Grady said, "Oh my god.  What is
that?  It's like growing inside me.  Oh fuck.  Oh Jesus fuck. Oh!  Oh my
god.  It's like a grapefruit growing in my ass, oh fuck.  Oh god."  Then
Reno was silent and I knew they were totally tied up and knotted.  Reno
just rested on top of Grady for a while and then Reno sort of started to
move off until their butts and balls were together.  Seeing Reno's cock
tied and inside Grady made me lose it and I blew a big load that spurted up
and hit my ear.  It was like one of my best cums ever.  I sat back on the
couch and just stroked with my eyes closed for a while, just letting my
body soak the moment in. When I was breathing normally and looked up and
saw that they were still knotted.  Reno seemed content to just stand there.
Grady said, "Dude, I can feel something warm in me.  Is that his dog cum?
Oh Jesus it hurts Brett.  This is like, oh fuck, Jesus. It's really big
inside me.  I can feel his cock way up inside me like a hose or something.
So intense.  So intense."  Grady rested his head down again.  He was
breathing hard.  It was so hot seeing them like that.  Like the hottest
thing I have ever seen.  I just came but I think my cock started to get
stiff again watching them.  Grady said, "How long does this last?"

I said, "A long time. Like 20 minutes or more."

Grady said, "Oh fuck. What if someone comes in here?"

I said, "Don't worry, bro.  I won't let anyone in."

Grady said, "This is what it was like for you when I first saw you.  Oh
fuck, so intense. So full.  I feel like throwing up."

I said, "Just take deep breaths."

After what seemed forever, Grady said, "I can feel it going down" and then,
plop, Reno stepped away and his long cock just slid out of Grady with a
plopping noise.  "Oh fuck!" said Grady, and he just collapsed on the floor.
I saw Reno's cum oozing out of his ass.  Grady seemed to just lay there
peacefully, like he was asleep.

I said, "Are you OK?"

He said, "Yeah, just let me rest here.  Just let me rest.  Oh fuck."  After
a while Grady regained his senses and slowly stood up.  He looked at me
with something that looked like embarrassment.  Then he went down the
hallway and into his room and he shut his door.  I figured I would leave
him alone.  I was tired, too, especially because of my long day at work.  I
went to my room and collapsed on my bed.

Oct 6

I hadn't seen much of Grady the past few days because I'd been working a
lot and took the shifts of another worker who was on vacation.  But I had
the day off today. So the planets just kind of aligned that both Grady and
I were home this morning.

Right off, first thing in the morning as soon as we were both up, Grady
came to me and said, "Dude, I want to see you get fucked by Reno again."

My heart really soared with that.  He wasn't drunk and he wasn't stoned.
It was just really kind of a normal thing.  He said it in a normal friendly
way and didn't seem mad or threatening, and he didn't seem squeamish or
strange.  He just came flat out and asked me about it. It just seemed like
something totally normal and friendly between us.  I could see that Grady
was excited, which was clear because I could see that he had a big boner
that was bulging in his boxers.  I was really excited and feeling great
about how many this was the way things would be from now--not having to
worry about being caught again or wondering if Grady was gonna tell anyone.
The future seemed to hold great promise that we'd just keep things going as
roommates and that we were both cool with being fucked by Reno.  So even
though I was really happy and psyched inside, I tried not to let it show
too much on the outside.  I simply said, "Sure, that sounds great."  I went
to get my fuck outfit (my modified coveralls) but Grady stopped me.

He said, "What's up with the outfit, anyway?  I mean it's totally fucking
hot and everything."

I said, "I wanted to make sure that I didn't get any scratches on my body
that you'd see and start getting suspicious."

Grady said, "Yeah, that makes sense.  How'd you think of it?"

I said, "I read some porn stories online that gave me the idea."

Grady nodded and said, "OK cool, I got it.  But, dude, now that I know
about everything, do you need to wear it anymore?  I mean, if you get
scratches, then who the fuck cares?  Right?"  I hadn't thought of that.
Grady was kind of right.  I bought the coveralls just so prevent being
scratched and so perhaps being discovered.

I said, "Yeah, maybe."

Grady said, "Come on dude, I want to see you get fucked being totally
nude!"

Hearing him say that got me pretty boned up.  I never thought I'd hear
Grady say anything like that.  It never crossed my mind that Grady and I
would somehow be connected in being fucked by Reno.  But here we were!

I said, "That's cool with me, dude, fuck yeah!"  I was nervous once I said
it because I didn't know how much I would be scratched.  I didn't want to
get cut deep and start bleeding.  I'm kind of a cautious guy, so I
suggested that I trim Reno's nails just in case.  I asked Grady to help me
and he said yes.  So I got Reno's nail clippers and Grady helped me hold
him down.  Reno was on his back and Grady was holding his front legs.  I
checked Reno's front paws and saw that his nails were pretty long.  Glad I
thought of this!  I cut each of his nails back pretty close to the cuticle,
then used the back of the trimmer to sand them a little bit so they were
smooth rather than leaving sharp edges from the blade.  Reno was cool about
it.  I think he liked the attention.  Then while Grady still held Reno's
front legs, I moved to Reno's back paws and trimmed them too.  It didn't
take long.  When I was finished, and while Reno was still on his back like
that, I saw this his cock was right in front of me so I started to stroke
his sheath.

Grady said, "That's hot, dude."  I stroked Reno's cock and balls more and
it wasn't long before his red lipstick started to show and I started to
jack him more and more.  Pretty soon most of his red cock was outside his
sheath.  Grady said, "Fuck, dude, that whole thing was up inside of me?
Fuck!"  I was getting really horny and was totally boned up, so I stood up
and peeled off all my clothes.  It was totally hot being naked in front of
Grady and letting him see my boner and everything, but it felt really free.
Grady said, "Dude, just so you know, you do have a really good body.  You
can tell you go to the gym a lot."

I said, "Thanks," and didn't feel strange thanking him for the compliment.

Grady said, "OK, bud, let's see it!"  I didn't need any more urging than
that because I was so horny.  I got down on my knees and realized at that
moment that neither Grady or I were stoned.  We hadn't smoked any pot that
morning.  That made me feel good for some reason, because we didn't need a
drug to give us courage or make us act in a certain way.  We were totally
sober and normal.  I wasn't on the ground for like two seconds when Grady
let go of Reno's legs and then Reno's nose was smelling my body and ass. I
think Reno could tell that something was different and that I wasn't
wearing the coveralls.  He was much more aggressive, really smelling me all
over and pawing at me and breathing all over me. Maybe he felt that I was
more of an animal and there for him or something.  Who knows what a dog
thinks anyway?  Then Reno's tongue was all over my ass.

I mean he was really lapping at my hole and licking me and it was driving
me crazy and I couldn't help but moan and said, "Oh fuck, oh shit."  Grady
was standing over me watching although I started to take less notice of
him.

Grady said, "Dude, this is SO FUCKING HOT!"  Reno kept licking me and then
he was up on top me.  I was so glad that I trimmed his nails because he was
holding on to me tight and kind of curling his paws under my body.  I
definitely would have felt his claws digging deep in to me if I hadn't
trimmed them.  As it was, I could still feel his nails, especially some of
the rough edges that I hadn't sanded down good enough.  Reno was tying to
get his cock in me and it was then I realized that I hadn't put any Gun Oil
inside me, but it was too late.  So I helped him by moving my ass and
reaching back to guide him.  Grady said, "He's gonna fuck you now!  He's
gonna fuck you now!"  Then Reno's cock found my hole and his cock went
inside me.  Oh fuck it felt good.  It felt amazing.  His cock so thick and
long and it was fucking me.  Grady said, "Damn look at him fuck you, dude!"
Although I was sort of blinded by being fucked I looked at Grady and saw
him get down on the ground right next to me.  He said, "I want a front row
seat for this."  Reno kept fucking me.  I mean REALLY fucking me, slamming
into me much more hard than he'd done the other times.  Maybe because I was
naked.  I don't know.  But he was pounding his cock inside me really deep
and hard.  I felt like a dog, is what I thought.  I was totally his.

I said, "I'm his bitch, Grady.  I'm Reno's dog bitch and he's breeding me,
oh fucking god!"  Reno kept fucking me and my boner was really hard and it
was bouncing around.  Then Reno moved his legs lower and I knew that meant
he would start fucking me even harder and that he would start to knot with
me.  That's what happened.  He gripped me lower, his nails digging into me
even though I trimmed them, and he started to fuck me so hard that I could
barely see.

I was moaning really loud, I know, because Grady said, "Fuck you are
loud. Dude you are so into that fucking."

Reno's knot started to grow bigger and I kind of cried out, "Oh fuck, oh
fuck, oh fuck."  It really hurt.  It was like a watermelon inside me is
what it felt like.  I said, "He's tying with me!"  Reno kept fucking me. I
was out of my mind.  It really hurt.  When his knot was really big I felt
Reno slow down and then he stopped fucking me.  Reno turned away from me,
lifting his leg over me so that our buts and balls were together.

Grady said, "This is like totally fucking hot."  I glanced at Grady and saw
that he had removed all his clothes and he was jacking his cock.  Grady had
a really big cock.  I mean really thick and long, and he was sliding his
hand up and down really jacking away with no inhibitions at all.  I felt
Reno starting to squirt his cum into me.  It felt warm.

I said, "He's cumming inside me, Grady.  Oh fuck, oh fuck, it's a lot.  I
mean it's really squirting inside me.  Oh fuck."  I wanted to cum so bad
but couldn't find the edge to make it happen because Reno's knot was so big
and it was uncomfortable.  I was so out of my mind with horniness that I
said, "You gotta help me here.  Jack me a little, will ya?"

Grady was jacking his own cock but said, "Jack your cock?  Are you crazy?
I mean, oh fuck, oh shit, why the hell not."  So he moved closer to me and
moved his left hand down to my cock and started to slowly move his hand on
me while still jacking his cock with his right hand.  Grady said, "Oh fuck
this amazing.  Oh shit dude.  Fuck.  Oh fuck."  Then just like that Grady
started to cum.  He shot a huge rope that landed on my leg.  I felt it all
warm on me.  Then I started to lose it to.  I felt Reno still cumming
inside me and then I felt my orgasm rising and was loving Grady's hand on
my cock and then, bang, I just lost it, squirting a huge load of cum on the
tile. I squirted and squirted what seemed like a gallon and I was lost in
rapture.  Then I felt Reno's cum really filling me up a lot.

"Oh fuck, dude, that was hot," I said, "Reno's cum is like gonna make me
explode." Grady stopped jacking me and his eyes were closed.  I know he was
enjoying his post-cum.  After a while he sort of came back to his senses.

"Damn, dude, that was like the hottest," he said.  "I mean, jacking your
cock and I'm not gay, but fuck that was hot. Damn you are SO tied to Reno.
I felt Grady's hand explore behind me.  He was touching Reno's cock and he
sort of brushed my ass when he did that.  He said, "Fuck, you really are
his bitch.  You two are gonna make handsome puppies!"  That made me laugh,
but it hurt when I laughed because of Reno's huge knot inside of me. Grady
disappeared for a moment and then returned with a towel to wipe up all the
cum.  The he just sat next to me and we sort of just talked some while I
was tied.  I couldn't talk a lot, because being tied is really intense.
Having Reno's cock way up inside me and feeling it pulse is like being in
another world and made it hard to concentrate and carry on a conversation.
So Grady did most of the talking.  He just sat next to me still nude and
said, "Dude, this is so hot. I don't know why I was so afraid of this.
Fuck, dude, hurry up and get untied so I can have my turn."  After close to
a half our I started to feel Grady's knot shrink and then he pulled his
cock out of me, which hurt.  I laid on the ground and chilled and Grady
stayed next to me like a good bud and wiped up all the dog cum that poured
out of my ass.  He asked, "Are you OK?"

I said, "Yeah, just let me rest here for a little while."  Reno went over
to his bed and licked himself until his red cock disappeared into his
sheath.  Then Reno curled up and closed his eyes.  Grady said, "He doesn't
look like he wants to fuck right now."  When I started feeling more myself
I sat up and blinked my eyes.  I said, "I think I'm cool now."  Grady and I
sat there for a while and chatted.  It felt weird at first being naked in
front of him, but that quickly kind of faded and it felt like I was in a
locker room with another guy--it just kind of felt OK.  Grady asked me
about what I'd said earlier about the porn I read that gave me the idea for
the coveralls.  He wanted to know what website I found that at so I told
him.  He said that he would check them out later.

Then I told him that I had been writing this doggy diary and he said, "Hey
that's cool, maybe you'll let me read them later?"  I didn't know what to
say to Grady about that so I kind of ignored what he said but I don't think
I have a problem with that.  Grady went over to Reno and petted him.  Grady
said, "He's tired out.  I wish he would get up."  I said I didn't know how
much a dog needed to rest between fuckings but I got up to help him.  I
went to the kitchen and got some peanut butter and put a little on my
finger and then waved in front of Grady's nose. Grady woke up right away
and started lapping it up.

I said, "You should get ready.  Get down here on your hands and knees and
swing your butt around close to here."

Grady said, "Fuck yeah," and he dropped to the ground and then his ass was
close to where Reno was licking the peanut butter off my finger. I put some
more peanut butter on my finger to keep Reno going and then I reached down
and started to play with Reno's cock a little, jacking it and moving it
around.  Before long Reno's cock started to get hard ad stick out and then
I wiped some peanut butter on Grady's ass.

I said, "Sorry, buddy, but it'll get Reno going, I just know it."

Grady said, "No prob." I could tell that Grady was excited because his cock
was hard again. I was amazed at how big Grady's cock was.  It was
definitely just as long as mine, but it was way thicker and with a huge
blue vein that ran all the way lengthwise.  I gave Reno more peanut butter
and then pulled my hand away and toward Grady's ass so that Reno had to get
up and follow my hand.  Then I simply led him to Grady's ass and where I
had spread the peanut butter on his hole and Reno was there.  He started to
lick Grady's ass. "Oh man, he's on me," said Grady. "He's licking me!!!"
Reno was eager to go, I could tell.  His red dog cock was hanging out and
he was getting all excited again. He kept licking Grady's ass and I reached
down and played with Reno's balls and sheath area.  He was going kind of
crazy and then he leaped up on Grady and started to try to fuck him.  "Oh
fuck, he wants to breed me!" said Grady.  That was true.  Reno was humping
Grady and trying to get his cock in.  It took him several tries and I saw
Grady kind of move his butt to where Reno was missing.  It was amazing to
see when Reno finally got on target and his long thick dog cock went
stuffing up into Grady's hole.  "Oh FUCK!" cried Grady.  "He's in me!  He's
in me!  Oh fuck.  Oh my god."  Grady was totally getting fucked really hard
by Reno.  Reno was totally dominating him, jamming his dog dick into Grady
over and over, and his cock seemed to get bigger and deeper with every
thrust.  Grady moaned, "Oh fuck, oh damn it, Dude, I am totally fucked.  I
am totally fucked.  I am totally fucked!"  Reno kept fucking him harder and
faster, holding tight to Grady, fucking him so hard and deep that it looked
like their balls were swinging into each other.  It wasn't before I could
see Reno change his pace and hold differently onto Grady and then Reno
really started to fuck Grady even harder and faster.  I heard Grady cry
again, "He's knotting me!  He's knotting me!  Oh my fucking god!"  Grady's
cock was rock hard boned and flopping all around as Reno fucked him hard.
I probably should have asked him permission, but he'd done it for me, so I
reached down and started to jack Grady's cock.  To be honest, I wanted to
touch it because it looked so fucking huge.  It was really thick.  I
couldn't get my hand all the way around it.  Damn huge cock for sure!  I
started to jack it and Grady only said, "Oh fuck, dude, yeah, keep doing
that.  Keep doing that.  Right there.  Oh fuck I'm gonna explode, dude.  Oh
fuck.  Oh fuck.  Oh fuck."  Then Grady started to buck and he started to
cum, shooting stream after stream of spunk onto the tile floor.  He closed
his eyes and kind of wilted at the same time that Reno moved off him but
remained tied and knotted together.  Like Grady had done, I felt Reno's
cock and even let my finger trace where his cock was locked into Grady.
Reno started to move away but I held his leg and kept him close so that he
wouldn't hurt Grady by trying to pull out while still knotted.  It felt
good being there, and I got a sense of my life and figured that everything
was going to be OK.  Grady looked like he was kind of asleep, so I just
stayed there.  After a long time I heard Grady say, "Oh fuck he's gonna..."
And then Reno kind of jerked and his long red dog cock slid slowly out of
Grady's ass.  I couldn't believe how long Reno's cock was.  How could that
possibly fit up inside Grady's ass?  How had it been able to fit inside of
me?  Fuck!  Anyway, that's what happened.  I have a good feeling that
everything is going to be great from now on.

Oct 9

I let Grady read my diary and I showed him the original Nifty stories I'd
read which gave me the idea to let Reno fuck me.  Grady said I should put
the stories online, too.  So that's what I've done here.  I've changed our
names and a few other things, but I left 99% alone.  Grady also had the
idea of letting people write me if they want.  You can write me if you want
at mydogdiary@yahoo.com.  I don't know how things will progress for us, but
I will keep my diary going.