Date: Wed, 23 Jan 2008 10:23:26 -0700 From: Jay roberts Subject: "The Monkey Spanks Me" by Jay Roberts Bestiality There are three things I wish to tell you before you attempt to read this story: 1. It is not a cute monkey story for kids. Only 18 years old or older are invited. 2. I am not an expert on chimps, so forgive any errors. 3. I know that chimpanzees are not monkeys; but apes. 4. "Spanking the monkey" in case you don't know, is slang for wanking. I know that readers, me included, hate to suffer through all the buildup, so I am going to give you the back-story quickly. My name is Jeff Gold; I have masters in Civil Engineering. I am now in the Peace Corp, in Chad in equatorial Africa. Chad is a beautiful country and the people and friendly an intelligent. They seem to appreciate that I am helping them to organize their drinking water delivery system. They help me anytime I ask. The Chad government has supplied me with a lovely cabin just outside of the capitol city. It's lonely up here and that is why I asked my kid brother to spend his summer here with me. He's eighteen and just graduated high school. John and I hardly seem like brothers. He is slim and blond, I am bulky and hairy. I guess he takes after our mom. Now you want to know about Sir Herbert Walpole. He is not a person, but a chimp. He is the offspring of a male and female chimp who live with the Andersons. They are an Australian couple who are here studying chimps. Sir Herbert, or Herbie as I call him was a pain in the ass to the Andersons, as well as to his natural parents. He is a total juvenile delinquent The Andersons asked if I would be a foster parent, during my yearlong duty tour. I agreed. I figured he would be company for me. Herbie seemed glad to move in with me. He turned somersaults in the living room, so I got the idea. He became quite a lot of fun for me. I knew that when John arrived, he would enjoy our pet. He'll get a laugh at the way Herbie drinks beers and burps. Now Herbie's age is roughly the equivalent of a thirteen-year old human. Now you know that age. It's sexual thoughts and actions constantly. Chimps are completely uninhibited. Herbie jerks off several times a day, shamelessly and happily, smiling at me all the time. He sort of gets me horny with his almost human prick, it's lipstick red head sticking out of the brown casing. I was right. John arrived, and we hugged, and John even kissed me on the cheek. What a guy! Then he caught sight of Herbie and he grabbed him and gave him a hug. Herbie was delighted and humped away at my innocent brother. When they separated, John had a nice boyish hardon sticking his tan shorts out. He seemed totally unembarrassed. Shit, he's like a monkey himself. He did catch me looking down at the protuberance and blushed slightly. It made him look cuter than ever, John is a good cook and he took over the meal prep the first night. He made a special banana pudding for Herbie. Herbie was so overcome with gratitude that he thanks my brother the chimp way, he rubbed his cock through the shorts. John thanked him but pushed him away, saying with a giggle "Later man." These were prescient words. I was away the next day connecting bamboo conduits. We still had almost a half-mile more to bring the water to the town center. When I came home, I expected to see my two monkeys, John and Herbie lounging outside in the sunny end of day, but there was no one, man or beast to be seen. I slipped into the cabin. I heard heavy breathing and followed the sound. There was my cute brother, totally naked, his long slim cock being reverently wanked by naughty Herbie. There was a beatific look on John's face as he enjoyed the attention. "Soon Herbie. I wish you learn to suck it, 'cause when I cum, I make a mess." I think Herbie understood. He was often uncomprehending when I scolded him, but he sure seemed to be a genius when it came to sexual matters. Right away he bent down the put his bit tongue out and began to lick John. John's eyes rolled up and he began to mewl like a grateful baby at the attention. I stayed in the doorway watching to see what happened next. What happened is that John slowly moved into his climax. His lips pursed out as if to kiss, his body became rigid and he shouted out, "Oh shit-fuck, here I go." Herbie must have thought that mother's milk was coming out as the heavy streams shot from the young cock and entered his mouth. He smacked his lips in pleasure. I figured it was time to sneak out. I left a John, heaving with heavy breaths, trying to recover. This tableau was a revelation to me. I could see in the near future that there was a sexual feast to be had. I learned something about Herbie. My cock was throbbing with discover. Herbie sort of staggered after me into the bedroom. I straightened up the bed because John would be joining me. There was only one bed, but it was big, about 6'x6', I hope that is not "queen" size. This bed was here when I got here. There were six 4x4s supporting it. On top was a thick pad filled with feathers. The pad was resting on native ropes, sort of jute. They were tied to projections every five inches. Herbie fell into his own cot in the corner and began his post sex snoring. I was so used to it that it never kept me awake. I settled down, leaving enough room for John and tumbled into a dreamless, profound sleep. I must have slept for hours when I awoke, sensing something unusual. I pushed the button on my watch. It was four in the morning. My front felt hot. As I became more awake, I realized that John was in bed with me, naked, and his satin smooth ass was resting again me, spoon-like. John was sound asleep, I could here his very soft breathing. Hey, this felt good. It took me back to those days I hadn't even thought of in years.. John was fourteen and I twenty. The kid seduced me every night with his hot ass. He'd wiggle it again my hardening cock, even when I was asleep, manage to lodge me inside. As I thought about those days, my cock began to stiffen and press against my brother's perk ass. He was half awake because of my prodding. He turned his head, and whispered in a sleepy, husky voice, "Jeffy, just push it in a little and then we can both go back to sleep." He was right. When I got about a third of my shaft into his steaming hole, a lassitude enveloped me and I began existing in that heavy lethargic stage, neither asleep nor awake. But it could not last forever, my cock was against his prostate and the sensation was elevating his feelings from rest to avidity. I felt his ass undulating slightly and it caused me to pulse my cock, slightly in and out. Jeff again turned his head. "Can't stand it Bro. Move a little. Let me just get off by your slow fuck." "Okay Bobbie. Actually I am brimming with precum. Can you feel it?" He nodded. That nod jiggled his body and he pushed back, burying my cock deep in his ass. He let out a loud moan. "Please, I'm going nuts here. Fuck me." I put my hands on his hips to steady myself and I began a pull out followed by a bottoming fuck, my hairy pubes tickling his baby ass. The two of us lost touch with the real world as we cooperated in the rhythm. We had become one person seeking relief. We moaned a brotherly duet of sexual harmony. Suddenly my body stiffened. I gasped at the feeling. The flood gates opened and I poured in the spooge I hjad been saving for months. Bobbie screamed at the feeling and his cock that I now held in my hand began to pulsate and then spew with heavy squirts. Finally we finished and he turned around and put his arms around me and we both feel asleep. I awoke four hours later. Bobbie was not in the bed. I could hear him washing up in the make-shift shower I had built. He was singing tunelessly. I stretched luxuriously and hunkered face down on the bed, unconsciously rubbing morning hard on against the rough sheets. My eyes were closed in the enjoyment of my morning jerk off session. Sudden I felt the pad become depressed. I figured it was Bobbie, and what he was doing gave me exquisite feelings. It was a warm, wet aggressive tongue licking my ass, then concentrating on my ass hole. Then a rough, long tongue was inserted in my rectum. "Oh Bobbie, that feels so good," I said through moans. Then I heard Bobbies voice as he emerged from the shower. "Hey Jeff...what the hell? Herbie is rimming you." I lifted my head and forced my passion heavy eyes to open and look behind me. I could just make out Herbie's hairy back and his head bobbing. He was now making little joyful sounds, the same kind he made when he swilled beer. Bobbie was fascinated with my sexual predicament, caught as I was by Herbie's ministration, flat on my stomach, my ass rising to get more good feelings. That mean kid brother of mine decided to intensify my experience. He sat next to Herbie and took hold of the ape's stiff cock and gently slit the crown cover back and forth until the red head and inside shaft snaked out. Herbie stopped a moment, looked at Bobbie, his face breaking into a big gummy grin and lifted himself up to place his cock at the entrance to my hole. The hole only used for shitting. Chuckling, Bobbie helped Herbie line up his stiff organ at my ass entrance. Herbie took to his new position as if he was born to it, as surely he was. Those apes, once they learn how to fuck, they do it all day. I let out a yelp of surprise and some pain as the cock rammed in partly. "Help Bobbie, get him off me." Instead of helping that way, Bobbie decided that I needed a distraction. "Relax Bro just let it happen. You'll see how nice it is to be used. Meanwhile, suck on this." He was now around near my head. The head of his long thin prick, with the lollypop head was nuzzling my lips. I opened my mouth to say something and he was inside. But shit, it did help to suck on this pacifier to take my mind off the rape of my behind. I sucked avidly. Pretty soon Bobbie got into the heavy feelings that I was experiencing. He mewled with pleasure and patted my cheek...maybe a little too hard...and urged me to suck harder. Here I was being raped by mouth and ass. What a come down for me. But I forgot my humiliation as good feelings swept over me. The ape's thick blunt organ was made to perfectly stimulate my inside hot button and soon I was squealing with exquisite pleasure. My backbone seemed to be sending waves of sensation up and down. I found, that pig-like. I was lifting and pressing my big, hairy ass against the furry body of my raping monkey. Herbie had his long hairy arms around my waist and he squeezed me into almost immobility as he sought his pleasure. From the grunts and dripping of spit on my back, I knew he was well on the way to his animalistic climax. Meanwhile, Bobbie had me at his mercy, now moaning and fucking my mouth. But me, it came on me suddenly, my cock began to became even stiffer from the double sex and the rubbing on the coarse sheet below me. I let out a howl around Bobbie's prick and began shooting heavy streams of cum below me. Herbie must have felt the new feeling around his cock. He began humping faster and emitting little grunting sounds. I distinctly felt him pelting my insides with jungle cum. Bobbie had more than he could stand, both visually and directly from my heavy sucking. He grabbed my head, holding his warm hands over each ear and began a heavy fucking of my mouth. Geez, my little brother has developed a powerful personality, especially when it cums to cumming. But I loved the kid anyway. Herbie had dismounted and was lying in the corner on his back in exhaustion. I patiently let Bobbie work his way up to his brotherly orgasm and it sure came now. He called out that he was "fucking cumming." He stopped his motion and his cock took over, it jumped and spew mighty streams of milk. The way he wash holding me, all I could do was to drink it. Finally we separated and he gave me a lover's kiss. He had the puffiest lips, hot too. I allowed myself to settle into that kiss. Later, after breakfast we chatted about the future. Of course Herbie just listened. I could swear he understood. We talked about how the rest of the summer would be a sex orgy. We were really excite3d about the prospect until our plans were rudely interrupted by a visit from Jan Anderson. "Boys, the parent chimps of Sir Herbert have been really upset by his absence. Nothing I can do will consol them. I'm afraid I am going to have to ask for their boy to be returned to them." There was nothing I could do to dissuade him. Bobbie and I sat in dejected silence when Anderson left holding Herbie's paw. The cabin seems empty and quiet. Suddenly Bobbie brightened up. "We could spank the monkey." "The monkey's gone you dope." "No, I mean wank ourselves." He wiggled his eyebrows, Groucho styple. "I'd be glad to help you." That got me laughing and cheered up. "How about I fuck you?" "Okay," Bobbie said, then I'll do you." End No animals were harmed during the writing and telling of this story. Of course Jeff lost his dominant position as big brother, but he got to enjoy giving it up to his handsome kid brother Bobbie.