Date: Mon, 26 Dec 2005 16:09:07 -0800 (PST)
From: David Myers <bldlx350@yahoo.com>
Subject: Raping The Willing

            For three years I worked at the same job, always being the
good worker I tried to be.  I was only seventeen and my bosses gave me so
much responsibility. I had been working at a Vet. Hospital for three
years now. It was difficult for me to juggle work, school, and track. I
was very involved with running track and had done it every since I was in
grade school. Because of this, my body was in very good shape. I had a
nice upper body and a six-pack to die for. Plus I had a pretty good start
to a hairy chest that led all the way down my stomach to a nice set of
balls, if I do say so myself.
            I always thought of my job as just a temporary job or a part
time job but the people I worked with never thought of it like that.
Everyone I worked with treated me pretty good and gave me the same amount
of responsibility as everyone else. Working where I did also gave me a
lot of time to spend with the animals. I loved the animals and I loved to
be around them, especially the dogs.
            It was a Friday and I had just gotten done running my ass off
at practice. It was 4:30 and I had to be at work at 5:00. My coach was
killing me because he believed that I shouldn't be working and running
track at the same time, so he always kept me as late as possible and
worked me to the bone so I would be too tired to work.
I had just left the track and was running into the locker room to change
when Coach Bramlish screamed,
"Myers! Where you running in such a hurry?"
"Coach, sorry but I got to work tonight. I did all my drills and I--"
I trailed off as I rounded the corner into his office. He was standing
there in just his jock strap. It was a really hot humid day outside,
unusual for Ohio weather. I had to stand there and admire his masculine
body. He was about 6'2, pretty well developed pecs, defined six-pack,
and damn; his entire body was covered in dark black fur. I had seen him
in his jock before but every time I saw him, it always caught me by
surprise. I loved his tree-trunk like thighs that were covered in thick
fur. You could tell he had been sweating because his hairs were all
matted down right by his jock strap.
I couldn't stop staring at Coach.
"Myers! What the hell are you lookin' at? Get over here boy! I thought
we talked about this job thing."
"Sorry coach, but I gotta keep a job if I want some money." I said,
hoping that would please him.
As I walked over to where he was standing, I tried my best not to grab his
cock right then and there. It took all the strength I had. He was
rambling on about something and that's when I inhaled and I could smell
his sweat. I thought I was going to shoot my load all over his feet. My
cock was raging and I had to turn around and pretend there was something
on my shoes before Coach caught a sight of my massive hard-on.
"Myers, make sure you keep up with your drills. If you start clacking,
I'll know it's because of that job of yours." he said to me in a
calmer tone.
"We'll do Coach." And with that said I ran out of his office, grabbed
my bag and got into my car. I was dying I was so hot. My little 92 Celica
had no AC and sweat was just pouring off my face. I hadn't had time to
change before I went to work so I was just going to have to change when I
got there. I didn't get a chance to shower so I knew I smelled of sweat
and jock strap.
When I got to work, I headed straight for the bathroom. My cock was so
hot all the hairs were stuck to the sides of my legs, not to mention the
skin from my balls as well. The fact that I saw Coach in his jock hadn't
helped at all either. There was some precum mixed in with all the sweat
too. I decided that I was going to leave my jock strap off and just go
without any boxers on so I could air myself out. I changed into my scrub
bottoms, brushed my short brown hair so I wouldn't look too dirty and
walked out of the bathroom and was ready for work. At least the AC was on
in the hospital.
I walked up to the reception area and was looking at some of the charts.
Just as I picked up my first chart, a man walked up to the window so I
asked if he needed anything.
"Hi I'm here for a 5:15 appointment to see Dr. Lester. My last name is
McNeil. This is Charlie with me." a rugged looking man said to me. He
looked to be about 34 years old. He had a real rugged looking face and
sharp features. He had what looked like the start of a beard, broad
shoulders, and a big firm chest. He wore jeans that were tight enough for
me to be able to see what he was packing. His bulge indicated that he had
a nice sized set of cock and balls. I led Mr. McNeil and Charlie to one
of the exam rooms.
"And what is Charlie seeing the doctor for today?" I asked.
"Oh, he's just here for a check up. Nothing too much, just want to make
sure he's in good working condition" he said to me with a wink.
I sat down across from the rugged man and his dog and was writing stuff
down in the chart. I discovered that Mr. McNeil was a construction worker
and that's probably why he looked so rugged.
"What kind of dog is Charlie, Mr. McNeil? It just says mix in his
chart." I asked, trying to keep up a conversation.
"Just call me Ron. I'm not sure what Charlie is. I think he's a mix
between a Shepherd, Rot, and a Lab. Well at least that's what he looks
like to me." Ron said.
"How old is he?"
"I'm not sure. He's full of energy though. I'm thinking maybe he's
about two or three years old."
I continued to look through his chart as Ron continued to talk to me. I
stopped all of a sudden when Charlie stuck his snout right into my
crotch. I put his file down and started to pet his head and pushed him
away. This happened all the time but Charlie just kept going back to my
crotch. I mean he was going to town.
"Charlie certainly likes you. He only does that to guys he really
likes." Ron said as he was starting to laugh.
This was bothering me because my cock was starting to get hard. I tried
to get him to stop digging at my crotch but it seemed like everything I
did, didn't help. Ron saw the look on my face and called Charlie away.
Even that didn't stop him. Finally Ron stood up and pulled Charlie off
of my crotch. As he pulled him back I saw that his bright red cock was
sticking out of his sheath.  That's also when I noticed I had a huge
boner and since I didn't have any boxers on or a jock strap, my cock was
clearly visible.
Ron took a look at my boner as I tried to cover it up and then looked at
me
"Sorry about him man. You gotta realize something though. Living your
whole life never being able to get your cock off, I'm sure you would be
horny as hell too. He does it to me too when I haven't showered in a few
a days, and I come home from work all hot and sweaty. You're just lucky
he didn't jump on you and try to stick his cock in you or something like
that man. But it looks like you were a little happy to see him too." Ron
said as he winked at me again.
I asked if there was anything else and then readjusted myself. I had
already embarrassed myself enough, I thought trying to hide my raging
boner wasn't going to do anymore harm. Ron said no and I left the room
but not before taking one last look at Charlie and his cock. It was so
beautiful. As I walked by Ron I could have sworn the bulge in his pants
had grown double the size.
My face was so red and I was sweating like crazy. I had to go into the
bathroom before anyone saw me because there was a wet spot on my crotch
from Charlie's tongue and my precum. I was so horny now; I just wanted
to get home so I could blow my load all over the place. I hadn't jerked
off for a week or longer because I had been so busy with school, work,
and practice. My balls were so full I had to relieve them soon or they
would explode.
All day at work, I was just counting down the minutes until I could
leave. It was a Friday so I had the weekend to do what ever I wanted.
Finally closing time came around and I headed to the back to ask the
doctors if they needed anything. (There were about three Vets that worked
at the hospital.)
Dr. Jennings spoke and said, "David, would you mind coming by later
tonight and watching over one of the dogs? He's going to be boarding
here until Monday."
My heart skipped a beat. I looked but to my disappointment it wasn't
Charlie. Instead it was what looked like a German shepherd but only with
short hair.
"I'll give you a key so you can get in tonight. Usually we have someone
to stay here but she had to go out of town unexpectedly. Would you
mind?"
"No that's fine. Any special instructions or things I should know about
this dog?" I asked.
"No. All he needs is some food and water" Dr. Jennings said.
That's when I realized that the dog was still intact. He had a very nice
set of furry balls that hung down. And his cock was to die for. The
sheath was massive. I couldn't wait to come back tonight and see what
kind of situation I could get myself "tied" up into.
I went home and ate some dinner. By about 10:30 I decided to take a run.
I wore my dirty jock and went for a really hard run. I then decided to
run home, grab the key to the hospital and run there instead of driving.
I wanted to be all nice and hot and sweaty for this beautiful dog.
By the time I reached the hospital, it was about 11:30 and I noticed that
no one was there. I knew this was going to be it. This was going to be my
chance to have my way with this dog. I unlocked the door and I
immediately heard some growling and barking from the cages. I looked and
there was the dog I was to feed. His name on the cage tag read "Zack".
He stopped his growling once I gave him his bowl of dog food. I wanted to
feed him first so he could get used to me.
When Zack was done with his food, I decided to take him out of his cage
for a little so I could pet him. I was still soaked in my sweat. Zack
sniffed around the room a little bit and when I called his name he came
trotting over to where I was on the floor, with his tail wagging like
crazy.
I started to pet him slowly, starting out with his ears, then his neck,
then working my way down his back. He seemed to like it a lot as he
started to pant and lick my face uncontrollably. His tongue was warm and
extremely wet. He was drooling a lot. I finally managed to move my hand
down to his stomach and pet him there. Zack then decided just to sit
down. As he sat down, I got a great view of his sheath and his huge furry
balls that were resting on the floor. I slowly moved my hand down to his
cock. Once I reached it, he stood up on all fours. I slowly started to
massage it but he walked away from me.
This got me a little upset. I wanted his doggy cock so bad. I got up and
sat on a nearby chair. I called Zack over to me again. He came galloping
towards me, tail wagging and tongue hanging out the side of his mouth. I
was petting his head again when all of a sudden he dug his head straight
into my crotch. I only had on a pair of loose running shorts and he soon
found his way up my right pant leg to my sweaty, awaiting, hairy balls.
My cock was instantly hard. My jock was in the way so I stood up and
removed my shorts and jock so Zack could have better access to my cock.
I sat back down on the floor and once again Zack stated licking at my
raging cock. By this time my cock was gushing precum and Zack was lapping
it up. When I looked underneath him, I noticed his cock was poking out of
his sheath. This was it. I was losing it and I reached under him, pulled
his cock towards my mouth, and inhaled it. I was slurping and sucking so
hard on his cock. That's when he started to fuck my face.
Zack pulled out of my mouth and that's when I saw the full extent of his
cock. His cock must have been at least 8" long. I couldn't take it
anymore. I wanted Zack to fuck me for all I was worth. I didn't care
anymore. I needed him, I wanted his massive cock in my tight ass, I
wanted to be his bitch, at any cost. No, I wanted to be raped by him. I
wanted him to fuck me so hard, for pure pleasure. I wanted to be fucking
raped by this dog. I wanted his cock to be jammed up my tight hole and
him to fuck me so hard that I begged for him to stop.
I was losing my mind. I got down all fours and stuck my ass in the air.
Zack right away went to licking my hairy hole. This sent whirls of
pleasure through out my whole body. My cock was going crazy. Then,
instantly, Zack jumped up on my back and I could feel something warm and
sopping poking at my ass. I looked and Zack was fully erect again.
That's when he pumped his cock into my ass and hit home. I let out a
loud groan. Zack was going at it like a mad dog. It hurt and it hurt bad.
I wasn't sure how much of this I could take. Plus his cock was becoming
even more swollen. I had never been fucked before and my tight virgin
hairy ass was being ripped apart by this beast. I wanted him to stop but
what came out of my mouth shocked me.
"Fuck me harder damnit. FUCK ME HARDER! Make me your bitch. Fill me with
your puppy-making sperm. Ohh... yeah... oh... fuck me. Yeah fuck me dog!"
This dog was raping me and I was enjoying every minute of it. It hurt
like hell but I didn't care. All I wanted was to be filled by this dog.
Zack was plowing my ass for all he was worth. After about ten minutes of
solid fucking, I felt something warm hitting the back of my ass. I had no
idea what it as but I soon found out that it was his knot. It was the
size of a baseball and he was attempting to shove it into my ass. He was
going to rip me apart with that thing.
Zack then lunged forward and made a grunt noise and before I knew it, he
had managed to shove his entire cock and knot inside of me. I thought I
was going to pass out from the pain. I had never experienced something
like this before. My ass ached but about three minutes later; the pain
subsided and turned into pure pleasure. Zack was now panting and drooling
on the back of my neck while he continued to thrust into me. This was the
moment of truth. I could feel his sperm rushing through me and filling my
insides. This sent so much pleasure through me that I orgasmed with out
even touching my cock. The wave of pleasure rushed through me that I
collapsed onto the floor, only my ass still in the air. I could feel his
doggy cum starting to seep out the sides of my ass and run down my leg.
Zack tried to dismount but we were still tied together. I was in so much
pain now but I didn't care. He managed to turn around so we were now ass
to ass. We stayed tide for almost a half hour until he finally pulled
apart and I heard a plop followed by a gush of cum out of my ass. I
stayed there on the floor and watched Zack lick his cock and balls clean.
After he was done doing that, he came over to be and licked up his cum
that was still oozing out of my gaping hole. It felt so good but I was so
spent I didn't get hard again. I tried to stand up but I was in too much
pain. I went to the bathroom and looked at my ass in the mirror and saw
that Zack had really opened me up. I tried my best to clean up the
hospital and I put Zack back in his cage. I had to walk home because
running was certainly out of the question. All the way home I could feel
Zack's cum dripping down my leg. I got home and went straight to bed.
I woke up late the next morning and I freaked out because I had practice
at 8:00 in the morning. I knew Coach was going to be pissed, plus the
fact that I was still tender from the night before. I could still feel
Zack's cum swishing around in the hairs between the ass. I didn't care
anymore. I had the best night of my life and I would never forget it. I
guess one thing is for sure though, you can't rape the willing.


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