Date: Wed, 25 Dec 2013 05:54:46 -0500 (EST)
From: PalmBch33444@aol.com
Subject: Beasty Boys 2

Beasty Boys
Chapter 2

Beasty Boys is my new series, and from the feedback, it produced a lot of
cum, so let's see if Chapter 2 can do the same.  However, you must be at
least 18 years of age to read the below story. And if so, as with all my
stories, get naked and enjoy!

	Tripp woke to the sound of dog's barking frantically.  And as he
pulled the thin blanket from his naked body, his piss cock was thick and
tight against his mound of curly pubic hair.

	"Hey sleeping beauty, it's time to get up and feed the boys!"
Curtis bellowed from below.  Tripp grabbed his cock, and stroked it,
wanting desperately to toss one off on the wood floor, but the boss was
calling.  So he grabbed the overalls that Curtis had lent him, and pulled
them up over his hard protruding cock.

	"First you feed the dogs, you will find everything you need inside
the front storage room.  Then get the horses some hey, and water and then
come in for breakfast."  Curtis said staring wantonly at the bulge in
Tripp's pants.

	The feeding troth was just to the left of the barn, and as Tripp
carried the large bag of dog food, he was being followed closely by several
of the studs, including the one that took him last night.

	He could still feel the K9 cum rumbling around inside of him.  It
was really late when the dogs knot finally subsided inside his ass,
allowing Tripp to free himself from their breeding.  So he went straight to
bed without cleaning himself out.  His cock hardened again as he remembered
the cum soaked sheets he had woken up on this morning.

	"The day starts out every morning feeding and watering the boys."
Curtis said as they both sat down to a hearty breakfast.

	"After breakfast we clean up.  All the stalls, and the dog pens and
runs.  After that, we groom all the animals, making sure they're clean and
ready to be presented to any potential customers."  Curtis explained.  "And
if no customer, we exercise them, either in the ring, or out in the
pastures."

	"It seems like a lot of work for one day?"  Tripp said as he was
enjoying the biscuits and grave and coffee Curtis had made for breakfast.

	"Boy, that's just the morning chores.  There another full list for
the afternoon.  But remember, I am picking up two more hands at the train
station today.  And then my cousin will be coming to help us after his
college finals."

	To Tripp it seemed never ending, as he went from one stall to the
next, shoveling all the shit. It was getting hot, and there was absolutely
no air movement inside the barn.  So he pulled his straps of his overalls
off his shoulders, and tied them around his waist, exposing his sweaty,
hairless chest.

	And by the time he had made it out to the dog run, his pant's were
hanging low off his hips, exposing his tight abs and most of the dark mound
of pubic hair that surrounded his cock.  But it wasn't the heat that was
bothering him know, it was trying to work with a hard as fuck cock bouncing
around in his pants.

	Working around the horse's didn't excite Tripp that much, although
he had never seen such huge balls on any animal.  But when he started
cleaning up around the dogs, all he could think about was getting fucked,
and knotting with each and every one.  The Great Dane was stunning, and the
Doberman had balls that swung so low, they banged against each leg as he
walked.  Fuck he was horny, hence the hard cock steadily dripping pre-cum
down the leg of his overalls.

	"Tripp, after you finish with this run,..... um.... a" Curtis
stammered as he looked a the hot stud of a man working in his dog run.

	His pants bulging out, outlining the mushroom head of his hard cut
cock, and just below that were several spots where his leaking cock dripped
as he worked.  The tight V of his perfectly shaped abs fell into his
overalls, with small beads of sweat strung throughout his exposed dark
pubes.  All this, and the image of him on all fours last night, naked and
knotted with his Lab, caused Curtis to stammer and throw a bone himself.

	Tripped watched Curtis's cock grow down his left leg, as he tried
to speak.

	"Um.... after you finish up here, there is lunch in the kitchen for
you.  I am going to pick up the other two guys from the train station.  It
shouldn't take me more than a couple of hours.  You okay to be here by
yourself?"  Curtis asked

	"Fuck yea, go get the guys, I'll take care of things here."  Tripp
said as he continued to clean up the run.

	 And as Tripp watched the old pick up truck drive out of sight, he
pulled his overalls from his hot sweaty body, and stood in the middle of
the pen.  His hard cock leaking pre-cum like a dripping faucet.

	It was the Doberman that startled him as his long rough tongue
licked the full length of his leaking shaft.  And as he continued to lick
his leaking cock, Tripp knew he needed it again, even though his ass was
still dirty from the night before.

	The Doberman was on his back instantly, his front paw tightly
grabbing his midsection, as his hind quarters began to jerk uncontrollably,
slamming his hard cock into Tripp's ass cheeks. He tried to help him find
the spot by moving up and over, like he had his own dog, but the Doberman
was humping his ass wildly, covering his ass in slimy K9 pre-cum.

	"Calm down boy, slow down and find your mark boy, come on
you.......ahhhhhh yea, that's it."  Tripp gasped as the long hard K9 cock
completely penetrated his asshole, filling his need for cock, which was
immediately followed by rapid animal fucking.

	The Doberman's cock quickly grew fatter and longer with each thrust
as his front paws continued to claw and scratch Tripp's sides, as he fucked
him relentlessly.  His cock was deep inside him, and Tripp was beginning to
feel his knot as it formed, and began to push into his ass.

	Tripp was aching to be bred, wanting to feel the Doberman's hot cum
fill his asshole, but first they had to knot, so he pushed back into the
Doberman's cock forcing his developing knot to penetrate his ass lips,
hoping it would hold.

	But the Doberman kept pounding away at Tripp's hole, fucking him
hard, hammering his knot in and out of his gaping asshole, making Tripp beg
for more.  He loved getting fucked by dogs, he'd been getting on all fours
for years now, but being here on the ranch, was going to be a whole new
experience.  Not even here 24 hours, and he's been bread twice, and there
were a lot more dogs to fuck.

	The Doberman's knot was expanding rapidly now, and each thrust was
getting harder for the Doberman to pull from Tripp's ass, until finally
they were tied.  And it was almost instantly that Tripp felt the heat
radiate throughout his body as the K9 cum filled his bowels.

	With the dog now dormant on his back, Tripp held firm on all four's
holding the dogs weight on his back, as he dumped his load deep inside him.
The Doberman had eased up on his grip, since they were now knotted, but
Tripp could feel the scratches on his side from there wild animal love
making.

	 The dog's cock was stuffed deep in Tripp's asshole. Tied together,
without room to move, he was breeding this bitch, and filling him with a
constant flow of his K9 seed.  Tripp was in heaven, naked on all fours, a
dog tied to his ass, and cum filling his hole full.

	It took about 15 minutes before the Doberman tired, and turn off
Tripp's back.  Tripp winced as the dog spun himself, as well as his cock
around.  But once they were ass to ass, Tripp could relax, not having the
weight of the dog on top of him.

	Tripp bent his elbows, and rested his head on the concrete of the
run, his ass still high in the air.  He could still feel the heat of the
dogs cum drenching his bowels, as he pushed back against the dog getting
the ejaculating cock deeper inside of him. Instinctively, he reached back
and held onto one of the Doberman's back feet, to keep him in place.  The
rug burns were hard to explain to his friends the first time his dog took
him for a ride around his house, when tied ass to ass.

	He could now feel his stomach start to ache as his body was being
flooded with cum.  Tripp knew it wouldn't be long before the Doberman was
finished breeding with him.  They had been tied for over 30 minutes, and he
could feel his knot begin to soften.

	The cum gushed from his ass as he fell to the ground when the
Doberman's cock slid from his gaping asshole.  He tired to squeeze his ass
tight, but the knot had stretched him out too much, and he couldn't hold
any of it in.

	When Tripp was finally able to get up on his own two feet again,
the Doberman was long gone, and he just stood there naked, and completely
satisfied.

	Tripp was brushing down one of the stallions when he heard the
truck pull up the long dirt drive to the ranch.  He had put his pants back
on, but still kept his chest naked, making his overall's once again hang
low on his hips.

	"Tripp get out here and meet our newest ranch hands." Curtis yelled
into the barn.

	Tripp was covered in sweat as he emerged through the twin barn
doors.  Two hot fucking guys were getting their bags out of the back of the
pick up, when he walked up to Curtis.

	"Pens are cleaned, yards picked up, and I've only got two horses
left to brush."  He said right to Curtis, but keeping his eyes on both
hunks that had driven up with him.

	"Well damn boy, you've been quite busy." He said, glancing down at
the scratches above his overalls.

	"Yea, and the Doberman's been taken care of as well!'  Tripp said
as he walked over to the new guys that were standing with there bags,
taking the whole place in.

	"Tripp, this is Ben and Mark our new ranch hands" Curtis said, as
they did their own polite introductions.

	 "Why don't you show them the bunk house, Tripp, get them settled,
and then come back to the house for a break and we can introduce the boys
to the ranch."  Curtis said as he walked towards the front porch of the
house.

	Once back in the house, they all sat around the kitchen table,
drinking ice tea.  Curtis explained the routine, which to Tripp seemed a
lot easier with 3 guys instead of one.  He didn't mention anything about
relieving the dogs, which Tripp thought a bit strange.

	 So while Tripp finished brushing down the two last horses, Curtis
showed the new boys around the ranch.  Leaving them off at the bunk house
to change into there working clothes and help Tripp do the night time
feeding.

	   "So there's only dogs and horses on the ranch?"  Ben asked Tripp
as he was finishing up the last stallion.

	"Yea, and they're all males" Tripp answered

	"That's kinda fucked up, don't you think, no pussy anywhere on the
ranch?  Mark said looking around the barn.

	"Fuck if I know, sounds easier to me, no one fighting over girls"
Ben answered.

	That night after dinner as the guys were getting ready for bed.
Ben sat down on his bed, as Mark and Ben made up their bunks.  Ben and Mark
had chosen the beds on either side of Tripp, so they were all right next to
each other.  Tripp's exact thoughts when he had chosen which bed to sleep
in the night before.

	 After taking a piss in the piss bucket in the corner of the room,
Tripp stuffed his cock back in his pants and walked over to his bed.  Both
Ben and Mark were sitting on their respective beds, still fully clothed.

	Tripp was tired, as it had been one long day on the ranch, and as
he pulled his shirt off his body, Mark looked at him strangely.

	"What the fuck happened to you?  Mark said, just as Tripp was
undoing the left button of his overalls, exposing more of his breeding
scares.

	"Oh a... .that, well lets just say one of the dogs and I got into a
little..... a situation."  Tripp said as he undid the other button, and his
pants fell to the floor.

	He stood there naked, with a slight lift to his cock, as both boys
stared at him, and the scratches on both sides of his waist.

	"Wow, you got it on both sides." Ben stated

	"What, did the dog fuck you!"  Mark asked

	"Yea, right!"  Tripp said as he laid down in his bed, and pulled
the covers over him.

	 Tripp didn't know what woke him, it may have been the noise, or
just the reoccurring dream of his father watching him have sex with his
dog.  But he heard the noises as soon as he woke.  It was still dark, and
as he could see if Ben and Mark were in their beds.  But the noises were
unmistakable, someone was getting bread, and not being quiet about it.



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