Date: Mon, 13 May 2002 21:42:03 -0700
From: Phil <phils@rose.net>
Subject: MY BEST FRIEND ALLEN AND HIS DOG  9     (T/T/M  BOND BEST)

I leaned back against the wall.  The next thing I know my Dad is standing
Directly in front of me.  He looked pissed.  I looked down and his cock was
sticking out of the fly of his white boxers.  The tip was wet.  I looked
into his deep green eyes for mercy and he grabbed my shoulder and moved me
in to the kitchen.  He did speak loud but I knew I was in for it. He
started poking at me asking me where I had been.  I told him I was at
Mr. Petersons next door working out on his weight bench.  He held my arm as
we started out the back door.  I need to talk to Peterson and see if it is
true.  I've seen the tape Mike.  Your too young for this.

I could not believe this he knew.  My Dads cock was still hanging out of
his boxers as he walked. I could see he was dripping.  I bet he was just
about to cum watching the tape when he heard me.  He said I'm going to
take care of this shit right now.  How long have you been doing this Mike?
I played it dumb. I could feel him squeeze my arm a little tighter as we
approach the gate. Luke heard us and came running.  The usual greeting
came from Luke.  He went right for my Dads still half hard cock.  Licking
as fast has he could while we walked.  He got a couple of good swipes in
on his cock and my dad pushed him away.  Luke followed us to the shop.
The light was still on and Allen was at his work bench with his back too
us.  He was cleaning the milking machine that was just on me.

My Dad marched me into the middle of the shop. Allen turned around,
His eyes got real big.  My dad was pissed.  Allen what the fuck is going
on here with you and my son.  I've seen the tape.  Just what the hell do
you think you are doing with my son!!  Allen looked straight at his cock
sticking out of his boxers.  My dad looked down.  His five and a half inch
soft cock was sticking out.  The tip still a little wet.  Luke standing by his
side.  Tongue hanging out looking right at it.  Allen grabbed the brown bottle
and poured it into Allen Jr. ripped up boxer shorts.  My dad was trying to
push his cock back in and Allen surprised him.  Now my dad is not a little
guy.   He stood just a little shorter than Allen but was just as muscular.
They began to struggle.  I stood there in shock and watched Allen Sr.
successfully drug my dad and knock him out.  I knew the  feeling all to well.
He said help me Mike lay him down.  We stood up and looked down at him.
Luke walked over and began sniffing.  He was told to go lay down.  Man was
my dad a handsome guy.  Dark blond hair all over his body.  It was real blonde
where he was tan.  He cock head still peaked out a little.

Lets get him up to the weight bench Mike. I said Allen, this is my dad.
He said lets show him instead of telling him what we have been doing.
It made sense. We gently carried my dad over to the bench. We put him face
down.  Get the stuff Mike we do not have much time.  We secured him quickly.
Both hands cuffed above his head.  He hung over the edge of the bench.
Allen took a broom handle with cuffs and attached it to his ankles.  He took
rope and threw it over the rafters in the ceiling and secured it to the wooden
handle. My dads leg were lifted just enough so his knees did not touch the floor.
I was impressed.  Allen winked at me  I said what next?  I reached over and
rubbing my dads furry legs.  They were real warm.  The hair was soft and a
little damp. Allen reached over and put his hand on mine and we rubbed him
together.  Real slow.  My Dads was out cold.  His hairy cock and balls swung
freely back and fourth with his movements. Luke was wagging his tail.
Allen pointed and said here Luke.  dove right into to dads hairy butt.

Quickly Allen placed a blindfold on him.  I handed him the sock and tape.
What was I doing. Man I started pacing around. Watch Luke lick his hole.
I shut the double doors. I looked back and could see my dad was coming too.
Man was he going to be pissed.  His muscular legs began to try and move.
Allen leaned down and held the poppers to his nose.  A Muffled groan came out
of my dad.  The sock was doing it's job.  No one would hear anything.  Allen put
his arm around my shoulder and walked me to the old truck bench seat and
said  I want you to help me sometime put this back in my truck. We sat down
and looked at my dad starting to struggle in his bondage. His cock was reacting.
Man he had a nice cock.  He was rock hard.  It was just a little longer than mine
and a lot thicker. His head was deep red and started dripping to the floor. Luke
was licking real deep with his tongue.  Allen reached over and felt my cock.
I was drained already from earlier but hard again.  Allen pulled his shorts off.
All eight uncut inches sticking straight up.  I gripped him and stroked a few
times and there it was. Clear sticky. Allen stood up and walked over to my dad.
His furry ass was so sexy. He was so masculine. He leaned over with the poppers
and made him smell it. My dad could hardly move.  You could see his muscles
straining in his legs. I knew he was trying to get Luke tongue out of his ass.
Allen picked up a digital camera and started taking photos.  I just sat there stunned
at was I was witnessing. I could feel the dampness in my shorts.

Allen grabbed a cock ring out of the tackle box and clipped it on my dad. He
gently stroked my dads hairy balls and cock.  I could barely hear him moaning.
He took the black rubber band and pulled it over the base of his cock back to his
hairy ass and spread his crack as far as he could and secured it to the bench.
I stood up and walk right over and looked close.  Man he had a sweet butt.  Tuffs
of blonde hair surrounding his pink eye.  Luke was really getting too him.
All the hairy was plastered out of Luke way with his saliva. Dad trying to get
free.  I knew the feeling all too well. Luke went down and started licking at his
cock. It jumped and pulsed trying to get away from it.  No use. Luke tongue
quickly licked and followed every jerk.  No missing one drop of his clear juice.
Allen gave home more poppers and slipped the milking machine on him. Dad
really gave it his last try to get free.  No use. Luke lapped and licked all over dad.
All down the insides of his thighs and legs.  Licking his sweaty feet and back up
again.  Lukas pink cock was hanging free from it's sleeve.  One more hit of this and
I think he will be set.  Allen grabbed my hand and we went back to the bench and
sat.  Allen was still a little hard.  I rubbed his cock a few times.  He said. Your
dad is one hot looking man Mike.  I think your just as handsome. We kissed and
sat back and watched my dad blow his first load into the machine.   White streams
were flowing through the tubes.  Luke stopped rimming him and licked his thighs.
My dad squirmed as the machine did not stop.  It continued milking him.

Allen looked at me and winked again.  Pointing to the ceiling I could see how
Allen was going to take care of my dad not talking. The little red light on the
camera was on. Allen held up the poppers and gave me a hit.  I closed my eyes
and Allen was all over me.  He hand my shorts off fast.  Had me on my hands
and knees and rubbing my hairy crack with his cock.  I could feel it start sliding
a little easier from him dripping.  He rubbed the head a little into my ass ring and
back out again.  Another hit and I was seeing stars.   I felt so good inside.  I looked
over at my dad.  His cock was rock hard in the machine.  Luke paying close
attention to his hairy nut sack.  His nuts swung all aver with each lick.   His long
pink tongue sapping up into the creases of his legs.  Luke must love that man taste.
I felt Allen lean over and tie my wrist and moved them to the arm react and
secured me.  His big hands clamped around to mouth and he push his cock half
way in with one jab.  He breathed real heavy in my ear and whispered.  You just
remember who is in charge here.  I want that tape back before morning. Another
two inches slipped in me.   I grunted and he used his other hand to give me more
poppers.  He forced me to look at dad.  Stepped down tight.  Approaching his second
orgasm to the machine.  I felt Allen's pubes grind against my hairy cheeks.  I could
feel my precum leaking out of me.

Allen picked up  the remote and pointed it at my dad.  The milkier clicked and
increased speed.  Dad shot into the tube.   The vacuum quickly pulled it away into
the container.  Allen was fucking  me hard. He said I want you to remember the man
that took your cherry ass boy. He held his cock in me and I could feel it get a little
thicker and started pulsing deep in me.  My cock just leaked and throbbed.  I  came
but nothing hardly came out.  Mostly clear.  Allen slowly withdrew.  Man my ass was
soar.  He left me there and walked over to my dad.  The milkier was now driving his sensitive
cock mad. He turned the switch and removed the tube.  A low sigh came from my dad..
Luke started lapping at his sweaty wet cock and balls.  Dad jumped trying to move his
cock away from him.  I was exhausted I layer slumped over with my hands still tied.  I could
feel Allen's cum dripping out of me.  Allen walked over and kissed me on the forehead
and untied me.  I rubbed my wrists and he said.  Go on home its late.  I want to talk
with your dada alone man to man.  I will not hurt him in anyway.  I promise.  I am going to
untie him after our chat and you should be in bed sleeping when he gets home.

I slowly agreed.  He leaned down and kissed me deep in my mouth and told me to
go get some rest.  I grabbed my shorts and headed out.  Luke was still licking dads
cock.  His muscular legs limp in the restraints.  I walked home wondering what Allen
was going to do.  I waited a few minutes and walked back and peaked in the window.
Allen was rubbing his cock up and down my dads hairy crack.  Luke lapping at his ass.
My cock twitched in my shorts.  I knew what Allen was going to do.  I headed home
all I could think about was my bed.  I quietly slipped up the stairs to my room and fell
my bed.  I was wiped out.  Still thinking what was going on next door with my dad
and Allen.  Still thinking about Allen Jar and when he would be home.  I really missed him.
What was Dad going to be like tomorrow. I closed my eyes and sleep fell over me.


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