Date: Tue, 30 Oct 2018 14:49:08 +0000 From: Andy Mann Subject: Rock 'n' Roll Party - Part 1 Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. It is not based on any real persons, living or dead. Please leave now if you are underage, or dislike vivid descriptions of sexual activity between men and teenage boys. Please send any comments to andymann303@outlook.com. And please consider donating to Nifty at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Bestiality: oral anal - - - - - Rock 'n' Roll Party - Part 1 The following story has been submitted by a chap who wishes to remain anonymous; so I will name him Bryce. He is the teenager in this story, which is based on an event that occurred two years ago. It is not meant to encourage or condone this sort of sexual behaviour. Edits have been apply by the governor, so nuff said. - I so wanted to be treated like a teenage slut, and do something really kinky. My ad got a few replies, but nothing more than the usual 'suck and fuck' offers. So I was about to power down when Pup-Master's message arrived: 'I want you to suck my seven-inch cock, Bryce. Before I fuck your brains out over a long weekend.' I liked the sound of being fucked over a long weekend, so I wrote back and said I was interested in meeting the man with the seven-inch cock. Later that evening, Jack [Pup-Master] wrote back with, 'You sound like my kind of fuck, Bryce.' He then asked me about the kinkiest thing I had ever done. I hesitated, but then wrote, 'I let my neighbour's dog lick my cock, two or three times.' Jack didn't respond, so I thought I had put him off. However, some fifteen minutes later, he answered with, 'Wow! That's kinky, boy. I really like the sound of that.' I felt so wicked, especially when he asked me to tell him all about it, in vivid detail. He then said that he had two dogs, and that he would really like to see me being humped by them. I laughed off the invitation, but Jack wouldn't let the idea go. He told me that Rock 'n' Roll would enjoy humping my arse, and that the two Rottweilers had done it several times before: with teenagers that were too drugged up to care. I told him I wasn't into drugs, but I did like the idea of a canine sex-romp. He said it would be so hot to see me down on all-fours, and that he would love to fuck me after the Rock 'n' Roll party. I told him I would think about it. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted it. After all, I did want to be treated like a slut, and do something really kinky. But was canine sex the thing I was looking for? A day or so later, I contacted Jack and told him that I would like to meet Rock 'n' Roll. He was delighted, and asked if I would like to suck on their cocks before the main event? I told him that I would think about it. He then sent me a few pix of his seven-inch cock and the two dogs. I told him his cock looked great, and so did Rock 'n' Roll. My heart was beating away like billy-o on that Friday evening. Wow! was I crazy? I had agreed to meet a stranger to have sex with him and his two dogs. I rang the doorbell and the dogs began to bark. 'Hi, bitch,' said Jack, as he opened the door. 'I'm so glad you're here.' 'I didn't think I'd get off the bus,' I said. 'I'm that nervous. Look! my hands are still trembling.' We both laughed as the dogs sniffed at my crotch. 'Do you want a drink?' he asked. 'Before you get naked and become my bitch-boy for the night.' 'Yes,' I replied. 'A beer would be great.' 'You look a bit young for an eighteen-year-old. I don't...' 'I've always looked young for my age,' I interrupted. 'I'm blessed that way.' I really needed the beer: the dogs looked mighty virile up close, and burly Jack wasn't going to let me back out now. 'This is going to be a fun night,' he said, as he squeezed my arse. 'So come on through to the living-room.' Rock 'n' Roll continued to sniff at my crotch as I downed my beer. Jack was a burly man in his late thirties. He was very good-looking, and oozed charm and menace in equal amounts. He was also quick to get naked, and keen to show off his muscular body and hard-standing cock. 'Okay, bitch,' he ordered. 'Step away from the dogs and strip off. I want to see you stark-bollock-naked, asap.' I complied with the order, but the dogs kept getting in the way. 'Now, bitch,' he snapped. 'Get to work on my awesome stem.' I dropped to my knees and sucked on his rigid length. His cock felt so good in my mouth, and I was loving it. 'Oh yeah, bitch,' he sighed. 'Suck my stem.' After a few minutes, he pulled me off and said that he wanted to fuck my arse first. He got behind me and rubbed some lube into my super-clean hole. He then pushed his cock all the way in, making me gasp. Slowly, he worked his cock in and out of my arsehole. 'Oh yeah,' he sighed, 'my boys are going to love this tight arse.' He pumped in and out, and I could hear him breathing hard as he yelled, 'Oh yeah! Take my stem, slut.' He then shed his load, and dragged me down as he withdrew his cock. He rolled me over, on my back, and told me to clean his cock. I licked and sucked his length as it shrank in my mouth. 'Okay, bitch,' he said. 'You ready for some canine cock?' 'Yes,' I replied. 'Yes, sir,' he snapped. 'I'm your Pup-Master, so you call me "sir" from now on. Is that understood?' 'Yes, sir,' I replied. Within minutes, Rock 'n' Roll were looming over me as Jack ordered them to, 'hump the bitch.' The two dogs sniffed my body, all over, and then began to lick me as their purple-pink cocks appeared between their hind legs. Roll was the first to lick my cock as Jack ordered me to, 'Snap to it, bitch .... And suck some canine cock.' Rock's cock felt great in my mouth, and so did Roll's as Jack encouraged his three pets to have a three-way suck-in. I was up on my hands and knees when Rock found my arse and mounted me. I gasped, and my eyes widened, as the dog pressed home his advantage, and then began to fuck me. 'Awesome!' said Jack. 'My boys really like your skinny arse, bitch. And by the look of it, your cock really likes my boys.' Some five minutes later, Rock dismounted. However, his growing knot kept the pair of us coupled together. 'That was great,' I said. 'I really like being fucked by a dog.' 'Oh, he ain't finished yet,' said Jack. 'He's only getting started.' I stayed on my knees as Rock licked my side and mounted me again. I could feel him trying to power-fuck me. His cock was really beginning to hurt me, and his front paws were digging in deep. 'You're sweating, bitch,' said Jack, laughing. Wow! Rock was fucking me like a steam-hammer. It felt so good as Jack yelled, 'Geez! That's an awesome sight.' A minute or so later, the dog knotted me fully, so we were coupled together for quite awhile. It felt good, as Rock began filling me up with his canine seed. 'That's so fucking hot,' said Jack, as he began taking pix with his mobile phone. 'A bony blond being fucked by beefy Rott, now that's what I call porn.' Rock's knot was hurting a lot; but at the same time, it felt really good. And I was loving it. 'You like this kinky sex, don't you?' asked Jack, as he continued to click away. I was in a trance, so I didn't reply to Jack's question. This prompted my Pup-Master to grab my hair and pull my head up. 'You like this kinky sex, don't you?' he repeated. 'It's what you were made for; and it's written all over your face.' 'Yes, sir,' I replied. 'I like this kinky sex.' 'Excellent! That's good to hear,' said Jack. 'I've got some great shots of Rock pumping you full of canine spunk.' I was still in a trance-like state when the knot subsided and Rock dismounted. He walked around me a couple of times, and then came back to help Roll lick my arse. Roll growled, to let Rock know that it was his turn to fuck the new bitch-boy. The dog had sat on the sidelines for far too long, and now his cock wanted to feel the inside of my tight arsehole. 'Roll's a fucking sex machine,' said Jack. 'So push your arse-cheeks out and offer him your battered hole.' The dog's tongue felt so good on my arse and ball-sac, but an order is an order. Jack told Rock to stand down and sit in the corner. The man had total control over his dogs, and was now planning to add me to the pack. I was still leaking seed when Roll nuzzled my ball-sac, and then headbutted my arse-crack. 'Move forward a tad,' said Jack, 'and spread your legs apart a bit more. He's a fussy fucker.' The dog was on me in an instant, but his cock was poking away at my hole precariously. Rock had struck lucky straight away; however, Jack had to help Roll focus his aim. The dog's cock felt larger and longer than the previous two occupants, so I was loving every minute of it. 'That's it, Roll,' said Jack. 'Break his arse with your bone .... And don't show him any mercy.' The dog growled as his cock lanced my inner sanctum. I was moaning and groaning like a real trooper, and the sweat was pouring off me. Roll was a 'ten' to Rock's 'seven', and both dogs left Jack's stem way behind in the rankings. 'Wow!' I yelled. 'He's a fucking sex machine for sure.' I could feel his knot growing inside me as he slowed down to a full stop. The mobile phone was still capturing it all - I was now synced to the Cloud, and on cloud nine at the same time. 'Damn, that's so-o-o fucking hot,' said Jack, as he patted me on the head, as if I were a real dog. 'Now wait for him to flood your innards with spunk.' Within seconds, I could feel the canine cock pulsing away inside me. I knew this was really kinky sex, but I was loving every moment of it. Roll's front paws were digging into my back, which seemed to emphasize my total submission to the powerful beast. The knot was hurting, but like the paws, it only added to my total submission. The mobile phone captured the moment the dog dismounted and wandered off; and as he did so, Jack called on Rock to come over and clean me up. 'I'm not too happy about the pix,' I said, as I came down from cloud nine. 'Especially if the mobile is synced to the Cloud. Hackers could blackmail us, and I haven't got the cash to pay them off.' 'Blackmail you, Bryce,' said Jack. 'You're the only one having kinky sex with dogs. And that mouth and arse of yours would certainly bring in a pretty penny, if push came to shove. No, if my account gets hacked, it'll be you out on the streets, renting your skinny arse.' 'So delete them now,' I said. 'Or...' 'Or what!' snapped Jack. 'You're a wimp, and you're outnumbered. So have another beer and get ready for your next fuck-fest in front of the mobile phone. I own you, bitch. And guess what! You won't be going home if you don't do as I say.' I was in deep shit. No one knew I was visiting the Pup-Master; and there was no way I could fight my way out. Plus, if I tried to escape, the dogs would have me for breakfast. An image of me running down the road, with the dogs snapping at my bare arse, flashed through my mind. * * * I had just finished my twelfth beer, and my twelfth hump, when I sat down to watch Jack cut up all my clothes. I was now in the basement, sitting alongside two drugged up teenagers. We were all naked and chained to the wall. The concrete floor was cold against my battered arse-cheeks, and I was coming to terms with the fact that I should have been home days ago. Noah, a boy with blue hair, was helping Jack cut up my clothes. He was pretty, like a girl, and he looked great in the nude. However, his cock was really tiny for a teenager. 'When we've finished here,' said Jack to Noah, 'I want to see you sucking off Turbo. He's coming along nicely, but he needs a lot more training.' 'Yes, sir,' said Noah, as he looked at me and smirked. 'Those three scrotes aren't up to the task,' said Jack, 'but you are, blue-boy.' Noah was Jack's best boy. He wanted to be in the basement, playing with the dogs. I liked the canine sex, but I didn't like being held captive by Jack, the burly bully. Noah saw me as a rival, with a larger cock, so he was out to do me down at every turn. Dunk and Reece were no threat to 'blue-boy': they weren't good-looking, and Jack kept them drugged up all the time. Some twenty minutes later, Turbo was lying on his side, with his left hind leg raised. Noah rubbed and petted the young Rottweiler, before he got the dog on his back. Noah rubbed Turbo's chest as he took hold of the dog's sheath. 'Stroke it back and forth,' ordered Jack. 'Play with that lovely cock, and get the sheath over his knot. Then, with your other hand, rub his balls. He really likes that.' I was amazed at the size of Turbo's purple-pink cock. Jack told Noah it would treble in size when it began shooting spunk. 'You can turn and twist a dog's cock in any direction you like,' said Jack to Noah, 'even between his hind legs. Now lick his cock, blue-boy.' Noah looked so sexy licking the dog's unsheathed cock. He was a very pretty boy, but jealousy definitely ruled his self-absorbed world. 'Turn your head to the side,' ordered Jack, 'and take his cock into your mouth. No teeth mind, canine cock is very sensitive.' I smiled when Turbo began thrusting his hips back and forth, trying to fuck Noah's mouth. 'He's a horny dog,' said Tom, who was Jack's like-minded friend. 'I can't wait to see him mount those three scrotes.' 'Nah,' said Jack. 'He'll be seen humping blue-boy a few times, but once trained, he'll be shipped off to his new owner. I need the money.' 'Shame,' said Tom. 'Those three arseholes would look good on the end of Turbo's dick.' 'Up! Up, Turbo,' ordered Jack. 'Now let's see you on your back, blue-boy, under the dog. He won't bite you, so get to it.' 'Yes, sir,' said Noah, as the dog stood up. 'Now bend his cock down, blue-boy,' ordered Jack, 'and grab it behind the knot again. We don't want his knot sliding back inside the sheath.' Dunk and Reece began wanking themselves off as Jack ordered Noah to put the dog's cock into his mouth, and begin moving his head up and down. Noah moaned with joy when the cock entered his mouth. Turbo was panting and drooling all over the boy's crotch, before he lowered his head and licked Noah's tiny cock. It was nice to see the skinny cock-sucker being licked into shape by the beefy Rott. 'That's it, blue-boy,' said Jack. 'Now swallow everything that comes your way. And keep sucking on that canine cock, until it's completely spent.' I so wanted to be in Noah's place; instead of being chained up alongside two dozy dead-heads. Tom, who was a muscle-bound hunk, looked in my direction and winked. His naked body was some thirty years old and super sexy. I liked him, and he liked me. So hopefully, I yearned, he would rescue me from Jack's basement and lock me up in his basement. Also, he owned a horny Dalmatian dog, named Finn. So I would still be humped morning, noon and night.