Date: Mon, 18 May 2015 12:27:33 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mikhail Conrad <mikhailconrad@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bred Big pt18

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Archive;'Bred Big #18' {Mikhail Conrad} (MM M~Dog best) [18!?]

Two previous characters make a return appearance in this chapter by
request. I hope it answers many of the questions you readers have asked me,
and yes, I will eventually get around to letting you know what happened to
Justin's Mustang, just not in this chapter. I love hearing from ya'll,
especially you southern K-9 guys.

Feel free to do so: mikhailconrad@yahoo.com

BRED BIG CHAPTER 18

    I woke up in my bed with my arms wrapped around Chad spooned up against
his back. His breathing was slow and steady and I knew he was still napping
soundly. My wake-up semi was pressed firmly against his fuzzy butt and I
flexed it to see if I could get a response out of him. I looked at the
clock and saw that it was quarter to seven. We had slept for almost four
hours.

    My butt crack was crusty from the loads Rebel and Chad had fucked into
it during our filming and I felt a bit crampy. Dogs pumped a lot of watery
jizz in you when they knotted. It was pretty much a K-9 cum enema. I pulled
my arm out from underneath my handsome blonde lover and headed for the
bathroom. I finished my business and came back into the bedroom to find
Chad sitting up, yawning and stretching. He looked so studly and hot that I
jumped on the bed and bowled him over.

    "I thought you'd never wake up," I told him wrapping my arms around his
muscular hairy chest and kissing on his neck.

    "I'm sorry," he answered through a yawn, "You should have given me a
shake beautiful. How long have you been awake?"

    "At least eight minutes," I answered truthfully.

    "Mark!" the hunk responded and laughed.

    "Well it's a long time when I'm dying to look into your devilish blue
eyes and waiting on your sexy grin to make my day."

    He didn't respond with words. He grabbed me tightly, pulled me down on
the bed and kissed me thoroughly. And there we were with raging hard-ons
and me needing a shower and douche.

    "Mark," Chad said softly at my lips, "I need to do some washing up
before we take this any further. I want to. I want to bad, but I'd really
like our first time as newly professed lovers to be a clean experience if
you catch my drift."

    "I love you," I told him.

    "I love you too," he responded with a chuckle, "That's the first time
anyone's ever told me they loved me because I wanted a shower and to clean
out."

    "It's more because you are direct and honest about it without making it
seem vulgar or common at all," I told him as I broke our embrace and pulled
him out of the bed with me.

    "We could always settle for sucking each other off and take our shower
after," He suggested taking hold of my boner.

    "Yeah, `settle for' is how it seems after that one from Justin today,"
I replied with a grin of lustful remembrance.

    "Ain't that the truth," Chad laughed, "We can always go and ask him for
an early honeymoon present if you want. I've never known Justin to turn
down a fresh protein meal from any of his friends and you can bet my hairy
balls he won't turn you down."

    "Let's take the shower," I decided, "And let's use Keith's
bathroom. You want to borrow a pair of shorts? HEY! What happened to your
jockstrap?"

    "It's over there on the other side of the bed," He told me with his
sexy come-and-get-some grin, "You want me to put it back on and play jock
rescuer of the dog sacrificial beauty again?"

    "No, I just want my Chad, my own jock stud lover that makes me happier
than I have a right to be."

    "I don't know how deep this love feeling goes Mark, but keep taking me
with you beautiful. You make me feel like I'm the most special person in
the world," He told me letting go of my dick and giving me a hug.

    "You are to me Chad," I said, "Now let's put something on and get that
shower. And yes I want to see you in that jock. And I'll put another one on
too. I bought one of those new micro-brief mesh jocks that I thought looked
sexy and well... a little slutty too."

    "Sexy and slutty, what will the Jehovah Witness people and the Mormon
boys say when they ring the bell?" He asked.

    "Should we take a pair of regular shorts with us in case?" I asked him
worried about the completely see-thru leaded glass windows and doors in the
foyer.

    "No Mark," Chad responded with amusement, "Naked or simple sex attire
is the rule around here when it's just us guys. I thought Justin mentioned
that to you."

    "No, Feron did."

    "Well there you have it," Chad explained, "Dollars to donuts Justin
still has the night lock set on the gate. I saw him check it earlier before
he went out to the pool house to set things up for your show. The only
people that I know that have the bypass code are Keith and his parents and
I don't think that any of them will be by. And anyway there are ten very
large dogs out on the grounds and I've seen door to door types drive up to
the gates and turn right around and leave when they caught sight of just
two of Keith's when they ran to the gate barking a friendly greeting to
check out the new arrival. Don't worry about unannounced visitors. And
anybody we want to see will call first. Speaking of which, do you mind if I
call my family and friends and tell them about us? I'm dying to give them
the news and for you to meet them."

    "Isn't that kind of sudden? I asked feeling a little apprehensive, "I
mean we've only known each other for just coming up on three days and while
I know how right it is, won't they be kind of taken back?"

    "Like Em and Justin are? Or Fer and Killer?" he asked semi-seriously,
"Trust me, they'll love you because they love me. And you'll love them
too. I've been really blessed by good family and friends Mark. I want to
share that with you and you with them. I'll go out on a limb here and tell
you something. It was going to be a surprise for when we got back from our
date."

    "What?" I asked curiously as I rummaged through one of my bags to get
out the backless fashion jock brief. I was going to have to take some time
and unpack soon. Living out of luggage was just too chaotic for anything
more than a short stay.

    "You already almost know them," Chad said and went around the bed to
retrieve the white athletic jock I had put him in for the production.

    "This has to be about Bryce and Pete," I said deducing it from his
comment.

    "Not only do I have a beautiful, compassionate, and intelligent lover,"
The sexy blonde hunk answered stepping into the supporter, "But he's
attentive, perceptive, and rational too. But what he doesn't know is that
Pete called earlier and they will be here around ten tonight. They both
took the rest of the week off to come meet you."

    "Oh my god Chad," I said in a flush of embarrassed panic, "When was
anyone going to tell me? We've got to straighten up around here especially
the basement. And what are we going to do about snacks and eats? We've only
got less than three hours. We'll have to cancel our dinner date. And I'm
sure as hell not going to meet them in just this see-thru jockstrap."

    "Oh yes you are!" Chad said firmly with his sexy grin, "I'm not about
to pass up this opportunity to show you off. LISTEN MARK! THINK! Bryce and
Pete are members of our K-9 sex group. We've all seen each other fucked and
knotted by all these wonderful dogs. Seeing you in that hot jock will be
just perfect. Pete will go rock hard at the sight and Bryce will probably
rush to give you a hug and take the chance to feel you up. They are both
major sex sluts and as jockaholic as we are. I can have them bring pizza
for late night eats. And I'm sure you'll see that Killer has already
cleaned and put everything back in order downstairs and in the
basement. That's just the way he is, he can't help himself, and he really
doesn't mind doing it. Relax lover. I'll be right there with you. We'll
come in from our date and they'll be here already naked and I'll put on a
show of my own stripping you down to finally reveal your sexy body to them
in that erotic jock. Do it for me, please?"

    "Double ham and pineapple, thin and crispy?" I asked taking in all of
what he said.

    "Whatever you want," Chad answered as he watched me put on the soft
mesh strap.

    I gave him a show as I tried to find the best way to get my hard dick
in the skimpy jock. I ended up like him just letting it ride upright. His
head was held down behind the wide band of his strap, mine stuck up past
the waistband. He looked at me for a final answer. I walked over to the
dresser and picked up my cell and handed it to him.

    "Okay," I told him. It was really the pizza that decided me, well that
and his `do it for me' plea.

    We headed downstairs after Chad made his call. Justin, Liam and Feron
were all sitting naked as can be at ease around the breakfast room table
playing cards. They looked up as we came through and Liam let go with a
loud wolf whistle and winked at me. Feron gave us an appraising look and
Justin almost dropped his cards.

    "I still can't get over how hot you are Mark," the big tall muscular
man told me, "And I really like that jock."

    "Thanks Justin," I replied, "Where's Em?"

    "He's still over at the pool house in the gym," Justin answered, "He
wanted to get in a workout. He has a team practice tomorrow and he always
tries to be in top condition. We didn't expect to see you two until
later. I brought your bag in Chad and pulled your car around front. Your
bag's on the chest in front of Keith's bed."

    "Thanks big guy," Chad said, "Mark knows about our company coming and
we don't need to worry about anything but maybe a late meal to tide us
over. Bryce and Pete are bringing..."

    "Pizza!" all three of the studs at the table finished Chad's statement

    "Uh... yeah," the blonde replied as they laughed.

    "Don't look so surprised Chad," Liam said, "Since when wasn't it pizza
if you're making the decision?"

    "He's taking me for Greek," I responded, "What are you four going to do
about dinner? I'm getting famished and I know you're probably all hungry
too."

    "I'm going for Chinese carry out," Feron replied, "We just called it
in. In fact I'd better get dressed."

    "How did Keith like your vid Fer?" I asked.

    "He was still laughing when we signed off," the Hispanic beefcake
answered as he got up and picked up a small folded stack of clothes on the
empty chair beside him.

    "Well that's good," I replied and then informed them, "Chad and I are
going to grab a shower in Keith's bathroom of exotic delights. We'll see
you guys in a bit."

    "Sounds good," Liam said, "Justin and Feron already had theirs. Em will
probably take his in the locker room when he finishes. I'll hop in after
you two if that's okay."

    "Why don't you join us? There's plenty of room." I said on the spur of
the moment, "It's not like you didn't help clean me inside and out
earlier. If that's alright with you Chad?"

    "Sure Killer," Chad said enthusiastically, "Come on. You can show Mark
how to give one of your fantastic back scratches."

    "If you're sure?" Liam hesitated.

    "Last chance," I told him and drew Chad after me headed across the den
to the side door into Keith's room.

    Liam dropped his hand of cards and jumped up to join us. He caught up
to us in the doorway and gave us each a provocative goose to hustle us
along. Chad faked an injured dignity and Liam goosed him again.

    "Cut that out Killer," Chad said, "You know it makes me horny."

    "Breathing makes you horny Chad," Liam retorted.

    "Why do Justin and Chad call you Killer?" I asked him.

    "They all do from time to time Mark," he explained, "Justin, Keith, and
Chad here just do it all the time. That is a nice looking jock. It looks
like a backless brief with a jock style pouch. Where'd you get it?"

    "Answer the question Killer," Chad interjected, "And quit trying to
change the subject or I'll tell it and embellish the story the way I want."

    "Okay, Okay. It wasn't really a big deal," Liam began.

    We went into the bathroom and I started to take the jock off when I
noticed Liam's interest. I spread my palms open at him by my hips
indicating that he could do it for me and check it out while he took it off
of me. Chad snickered and rolled his supporter down his hips leaving a
twisted jockstrap pretzel on the floor.

    "The story?" Chad prompted him.

    "We were all four at Piedmont Park for the Atlanta Arts Festival
several years ago," Liam said kneeling down to work my supporter off.

    "Keith, Justin, me, and Killer," Chad kibitzed and went to set the
cycle on the shower.

    "Yeah, well anyway, I needed a new pic for my Facebook page," Liam
continued as he moved his head to the side to avoid my semi as it swung
free from the jock.

    Looking down on him on one knee checking out the soft texture of the
mesh supporter I was surprised to notice just how similar our bodies
were. My ass was a bit rounder and protruded about an inch more than his,
but aside from our hair color and the unnoticeable two inches height
difference, we could have been body doubles on a movie set. I could see
from checking out Liam a bit of why the guys were attracted to my body. He
was one fine hottie. Combine that with his congenial attitude and you had a
winner without even taking into account his intelligence.

    "It was a really nice day, scattered big cotton puffs of clouds and a
cool breeze with moderate temperature, you know the kind I'm talking
about. You've spent enough time in the area."

    "I get you," I told him and stepped out of the strap so he could stand
up and examine it.

    "Well there's this lake-pond in the park with a stone wall around it in
one place where the background across the water is perfect for pictures,"
he went on as he came to his feet turning my jock inside out to see how it
was made I guess.

    "I know the place," I told him, "Just past and to the right of the old
recreation building."

    "Exactly," Liam affirmed, "I handed my cell to this joker (pointing at
Chad) and backed up telling him to let me know when to stop for a good
shot. Just then a group of hot looking shirtless guys came walking by and
of course we all took in the view. I wasn't really thinking and expected
Chad or one of the others to tell me that I was far enough back. They
didn't. They were too busy ogling eye candy."

    "So were you or you'd have looked over your shoulder to see were you
were going," my blonde lover chimed in and joined Liam inspecting my jock.

    "Yeah, yeah, whatever," the handsome stud replied and continued, "I
bumped into something behind me and stumbled backwards over it. Keith
yelled `Look out!' as I fell backwards.  I saw Justin, Chad, and the group
of bare chested stud muffins staring at me with their mouths hanging open
and landed on my ass with my back up against the wall. I felt my shoulders
impact two people and there was a big splash just as I came to a rest on my
rump. I heard a woman's voice crying out, `Help! Help! I'm kilt! He's kilt
me! I cain't swim!' The whole staring pack of men came rushing over toward
me. I stood up and saw an overturned walker by me and looked over the
wall. An extremely aged woman and man were eight feet below me splayed out
in the water. I had knocked them over the wall and into the pond. The woman
looked up and saw me and screamed as she pointed at me, `You've kilt me!
I'm drowned!' I kicked off my Dockers and started to jump over to save her
and the man when Keith grabbed me by the back of my shirt to stop
me. Before I could protest, the elderly man stood up and looked at the
woman and said `Shut up old woman, it's not even knee deep.' That sent
everyone reeling with laughter except me and the woman. I was too
embarrassed to find it amusing and she was just plain mad. Of course we
helped them out at a nearby staircase and park police showed up with
towels. They said they kept them handy because someone fell in on regular
basis but it was usually a kid walking on the wall. I apologized to them
profusely after making certain neither of them were hurt. I offered to rent
the couple a room and buy them dry clothes, but the man wouldn't even
consider it. He told me, `Young feller, it was an accident plain and
simple. When you're as old as I am, people you know have heard every story
you've told so many times they start paying you no never mind. You've given
me a new one that I reckon I can milk for as long as I'll be around. You've
even got the old woman to where she'll back it up with some dramatic
bitchin'. Truth to tell I'm obliged. Most exciting thing we've had happen
in ten years. It does us good to get involved in life insteada just
watchin' it pass by.' My three friends took to calling me Killer then and
there. They could hardly wait to get back and tell the story to everyone
else. And then it just stuck. Keith wanted to get me a personalized license
plate but I put my foot down on that one. I don't want the cops stopping me
everywhere I go thinking they're onto some weird homicidal maniac."

    "Justin tells it better," Chad said giving Liam a pat on the back in
mock patronization.

    "Well I don't feel the need to add sound effects and face
impersonations," Liam retorted and tossed my jockstrap onto the double sink
countertop.

    "I vaguely remember Keith telling me this story," I added grinning at
the tale.

    "No surprise there," Chad said and put his arms around both our
shoulders and walked us into the high tech shower.

    Chad was right about Liam's back scratching skills. When my lover
started washing my front side, Liam moved behind me and began running his
fingernails lightly around on my back. It wasn't really erotic, but it was
decadently pleasurable. That changed when he got to my ass. By the time
Liam had finished at the lower end of my cheeks where they curved into my
thighs, I had another yearning erection that Chad was teasing with light
brushes of his fingers. Liam moved me aside and stood the blonde up,
turning him around for the same treatment. I paid careful attention to his
technique while I used the nozzle to clean my ass out thoroughly.

    We switched around helping each other bathe and play teasing back and
forth until we were all squeaky clean inside and out. I walked over, leaned
across the low marble partition and got towels while Chad cycled the shower
off. Liam hand sluiced water off his body and took a towel from me and
started drying me while Chad dried him. Then we both dried Chad. I had to
get another towel but we needed it. Chad's soft golden body hair held as
much water as both our bodies had combined.

    "Now you two had better hurry and get dressed, your reservations are
for eight-thirty," Liam told us absently tugging on his nice turgid uncut
cock.

    "I didn't make any reservations," Chad stated with a raised eyebrow.

    "No, I did," Liam said, "And took the liberty of ordering the wine so
it would be nicely chilled. You two just enjoy your date. We all went in
and paid for it already, even the tip. I know that Mr. Demetrios will make
sure it's perfect. We wanted to do it for the two of you."

    "Killer, I don't know what to say," Chad responded and gave him a
tender hug, "You're fantastic."

    "So are you," Liam said back, "Both of you. Now get going."

    "Thank you Liam," I said and gave him a light kiss on his cheek, "I've
never felt so much a welcome part of something in my life except with
Keith."

    "Well now you do," he told me returning the kiss, "And we're so glad we
finally have you with us Mark. Keith has had us all wanting to meet you for
years. I guess you know why he was so awkward about it now?"

    "I do," I answered, "And I understand. If it weren't for Volken..."

    "I know," Liam said laughing, "Now go get ready. Chad can get dressed
down here and the two of you can meet in the foyer in oh... say twenty
minutes. It'll be just like meeting for a real first date."

    "You're a hopeless romantic Killer," Chad said as Liam handed me my
jockstrap and escorted me out the front bedroom door that opened to the
foyer.

    "Wrong Blondie, HOPEFUL!" Liam retorted and then said to me before he
closed the door, "Have a great time tonight Mark, but hurry back. There
will be two amazing men here chomping at the bit to meet you. And I have
something special planned in the basement for all of us."

    I hurried up the spiral staircase and into my room. I chose a pair of
khakis and a white linen shirt. I shaved quickly, splashed on a light
cologne and got ready. My hair fell into place as usual, it was easy to
keep and only needed a single comb swipe. I brushed my teeth, flossed and
rinsed. I took a quick piss and then got dressed. I straightened my clothes
using the door mirror and made sure everything was in place as I slipped on
my light tan loafers. I was ready in only fifteen minutes and spent the
next five pacing the floor in some kind of teen-like anxiety. One minute
before the scheduled time, I opened the door and made my way downstairs. A
naked Justin and Emery with damp curly locks waited for me in the foyer.

    "You look great Mark," Justin said as I joined them.

    "A real preppie dreamboat," Em added, "I like the way you dress
Mark. It really makes your emerald green eyes shine."

    "Thanks guys," I said smiling, "I like what you don't have on
too. Where's Chad? And Fer and Liam?"

    "Feron's not back from our food run yet," Justin replied turning me
around to adjust my shirt tuck, "Chad and Liam should be..."

    Justin's answer was interrupted by the door to Keith's room opening
across the way. Chad stood in the open door with his alluring devilish grin
that made me melt. He was dressed in a pair of white linen pants that
matched my shirt almost perfectly, tan sandals, and a creamy yellow short
sleeve shirt with a large floral pattern woven into the material. He looked
like a beach god model straight from a photo shoot.

    "Wow," I managed to utter, "You look..."

    "Hot?" Em supplied for me.

    "Smoking," I added.

    "If I look half as nice as you do then I'm satisfied," Chad told me
walking over and circling me to take in every angle, "Killer put this
together. Is it too much?"

    "Only a tanned blonde stud could pull it off," Justin commented,
"Killer can be my stylist any day."

    "Why thank you big guy," Liam said coming through the doorway, "But you
two had better get going. We can have our mutual admiration society meeting
when you get back."

    "Heads up," Emery said and underhanded a set of keys through the air at
Chad who snagged them agilely like the star football receiver he had been
in high school.

    A white Cooper Mini detailed by black racing stripes with the top off
stood in the drive and Chad rushed to open the passenger door for me. I got
in and he went around and just hopped over into the driver's seat. He put
his hand on my thigh and gave it a firm squeeze before he put on his belt
and started the car.

    "You look amazing beautiful," he told me as I belted myself in.

    "Thanks Chad, you do too. Nice ride. It suits you."

    "Thanks," he said with another grin, "Justin and Pete aren't fond of it
though."

    "Really?"

    "Yeah," my blonde hunk said, "They both end up with their knees under
their chins."

    "So Pete's tall too?" I asked as Chad put the car in gear and we took
off around the circular front drive and toward the gate that opened as we
approached.

    "Same as Justin, not as heavily muscled though, but with sexy wide
shoulders and a narrow waist like you and Killer," He informed me, "He's a
tall real boy next door type, you'll see."

    "And Bryce?"

    "Bryce? Well I guess you could say that Bryce is the all American
jock," Chad responded, "He's really athletic all the way around, but he's
also the kindest, most compassionate person you'll ever meet. Keith says
that Bryce was put here on earth to show us all how to except and love one
another unconditionally. And he does. In a lot of ways we're just like
brothers. Jayce's death was as hard on him as it was on me. Thankfully we
had Pete and Keith to get us through it."

    "I'm a little out of my depth here Chad," I told him, "Can I ask you a
couple of questions to clarify things?"

    "Sure Mark," he answered, "Go ahead."

    "Are Justin and Emery lovers? Were you and Keith? I just want to know
the relationship situation here so I don't fuck up. Keith somehow managed
to keep all of you guys a personal secret and I thought I knew almost
everything about him."

    "Sometimes. No. And do you really think anyone knows all there is to
know about Keith?" Chad replied, "Unlike us with you, we've all heard him
say something about you from time to time. Every one of us knows that you
rank numero uno with him. I'm betting you two were never real lovers
because of the top thing. Am I right?"

    "Yeah, but Chad..." I stammered not knowing how to say what I was
thinking since it was entirely emotional.

    "I'm not jealous Mark," he responded empathically, "Don't ever worry
about that. In a very special way all of us in our group are lovers. We
definitely all love each other openly and wholeheartedly, but beautiful,
I'm telling you, none of them make my soul sing the way you do. When I'm
with you I feel like I'm a better person, like nothing can get me
down. It's hard to explain."

    "You just did lover," I told him, "Perfectly."

    "Say it again," he requested.

    "You just did," I answered teasing him and he gave me a mock angry look
cutting his eyes at me."

    "LOVER!" I said loudly laughing and he returned to his sexy grin.

    He turned into the parking lot of a strip center and pulled up to an
outbuilding with a big gaudy blue and white neon sign that said `DEMETRIOS'
above a flashing Greek flag. The parking lot was crowded and I could see
that the place was packed through the front windows. I had always been a
fan of Greek food and wondered why Keith had never brought me here on one
of my visits. Chad answered that right off the bat.

    "This place has been hopping ever since Mr. Demetrios opened it last
fall," He said, "The owner is a friend of sorts and Killer eats here all
the time. I think you'll like it."

    "I'm sure I will," I said getting out of the car.

    Chad joined me and we entered the restaurant side by side. The owner,
Mr. Demetrios, rushed over when he saw Chad. I was introduced and he led us
to the back into a semi-private alcove with a table set with white linens,
crystal, sliver dinnerware and a single candle in a silver candlestick. I
pulled the chair back and seated Chad and Mr. Demetrios did the same for
me.

    "William said to give you the best," the man said beaming, pouring a
glass of chilled white wine for each of us, "You just let Demetrios take
care of you and enjoy yourselves. I wait on you personally."

    The dinner was excellent. As we were served our man course a pair of
violinists appeared in the entrance to our alcove and played a light Greek
country melody while we ate. Mr. Demetrios came and sent them out as we
finished and soon we heard the sounds of revelry in the main room as the
musicians struck up a rousing tune. Mr. Demetrios beckoned us and we got up
and followed him. There was a ring of people in a large open area doing a
circular Greek folk dance. Mr. Demetrios drew us into the circle and joined
us as we went back and forth trying to follow the moves. Chad caught on
much faster than I did and I couldn't wait to have him out at a club and on
a real dance floor. He was graceful and without a doubt sexy hot. I could
see women taking every opportunity they could to check him out.

    It was over all too soon. I checked my watch and saw that it was
ten-fifteen. We were both too full from a truly fabulous banquet of Greek
food to eat dessert. We got up to go and Mr. Demetrios met us at the door
with a carry out sack.

    "You enjoy your meal with us?" He asked, "All good?"

    "It was fabulous Mr. Demetrios," I answered with Chad nodding his
approval, "The best Greek food I've ever had."

    "Good, good!" he said with his beaming smile and gave Chad the bag,
"Baklava. You take and enjoy. My wife makes the best baklava of any. You
come back and see Demetrios. Tell William we say hello."

    He ushered us out the door and Chad once again opened the car door for
me. He got in and we headed back to the house. I leaned back just relishing
the full feeling of a great meal and being with Chad. He sensed my
reflective mood and just drove in silence giving me a tender look every now
and then. We pulled up to the gate and Chad punched in a code. It didn't
work.

    "Damn," he cursed, "Justin must have left it on night lock. We'll have
to buzz them."

    "Wait," I said, "Try 5454*23."

    Chad punched in the master code and the gate swung open.

    "It won't ring with that code," I told him, "They won't know we're
here, but I don't have a door key. It's still in the bathroom vent."

    "I'll make sure I get it out for you tomorrow," Chad said laughing as
he recalled the event, "You wouldn't want a repeat of what happened
yesterday, or would you?"

    "I just might," I answered and gave him a lascivious smile thinking
about Volken's fat knot locking into me.

    "I think we can arrange something," Chad said pulling behind a silver
Navigator on the front drive, "I see Pete and Bryce are here. I have a
key. Let's sneak in and see what's up. Maybe we can come up with a surprise
of our own to repay the guys for the dinner."

    "What do you have in mind?" I asked as we got out of his car and headed
up the porch steps.

    "What about a strip tease from the two of us?" Chad suggested, "I saw
an mp3 player on your dresser. Got any dance music on it?"

    "Animal by the Neon Trees?" I offered.

    "Perfect," he agreed using his key to open the door quietly, "You go
get it and I'll check out the situation. Be careful, your room's directly
over the den."

    I slipped off my loafers and with them in hand headed up the stairs in
my socks. I could hear voices coming from the back of the house, but
couldn't make out what was being said. Chad slipped around the staircase
and went into Keith's room. I snagged my player of the dresser and went
back down cautiously. I went in the bedroom door that Chad had left
cracked. So far no one had noticed our arrival. My new boyfriend had his
ear to the door leading into the den listening intently. He held up his
hand directing me to the bathroom and I tiptoed into it. Chad joined me
directly. With the bedroom between us and the den we could talk softly.

    "Okay, I think they're all in here," He told me in a whisper, "I heard
everyone but Feron. He's not a big conversationalist though. He's most
likely in there too just listening to the others."

    "So what are we going to do?" I asked.

    "Go ahead and cue the song," he told me as he looked at my shoeless
feet and bent over to take off his sandals to be barefooted, "I have an
idea."

    "Well don't just keep it to yourself," I urged him as I set the song
ready to play.

    "Okay, don't make me laugh, you'll get us caught," he said, "There's a
usb cord on the stereo in the den. You know where I'm talking about?"

    "Yes," I answered, "But I can't get to it to attach the player Chad,
it's on entertainment rack to the right of the door. They'll see me."

    "I know," he answered, "What I'm gonna do is set off the alarm on my
car with the remote. That should get them all into the foyer to see what's
going on. Then we can go in and turn on the sound system and hook your
player up. We'll turn it up loud. I'll deactivate the car alarm and when
they hear the music they'll all come running back into the den. Then we'll
dance around each other and take turns removing a piece of clothing from
each other one at a time until we're down to our jockstraps, then we'll lap
dance them. They'll love it. How does that sound?"

    "Like you're a conniving impromptu planner that's had more experience
with strippers than I have," I whispered smiling, "But I'm glad to find it
out."

    "Jayce and I used to make a little extra party money entering the
amateur strip contests at the bars," he informed me, "The conniving comes
from being around Em a lot. He can be pure mischief in a little muscle sex
package when he wants too."

    "Okay," I said nervously, "Let's do this."

    "If anything doesn't go according to plan just wing it," he told me and
took my hand and led me to the side door going into the den.

    Chad looked at me and nodded. I put my hand on the doorknob ready to
open it and he mouthed `one... two... three...' and pressed the alarm
button. I heard the blare of his car alarm from the front and a jumble of
exclamations through the door. As the voices receded, Chad nodded to me
again and I opened the door. We saw Emery's tight naked muscle butt go
through the entry way into the foyer. Liam was still sitting on the couch
and Chad gave him the silent gesture of finger to the lips. He nodded his
compliance as I turned on the sound system and attached my player to
it. Liam watched us curiously but didn't make a sound.

    "Ready?" Chad asked and I nodded my yes.

    He turned off the alarm and the room was filled with the loud sounds of
the guitar intro to the song. I turned the volume up a bit and heard lots
of guys saying things like `What the hell? What's going on? Was that Chad's
car out there?' all jumbled together as naked and jocked men came pouring
back into the den from the foyer.

    Chad pushed the low table away with his foot to give us room and danced
around me taking my belt off. He tossed it to the tall man with crew cut
hair in a jock that was looking at us with a big surprised smile who caught
it deftly. They all gathered around behind the couch and watched us with
catcalls and whistles. I repeated Chad's move and tossed his belt to the
auburn haired stud that had to be Bryce. He was staring at me intently and
gave me a wink as he caught Chad's belt.

    "Take it off!" Em yelled out over the music as the group cheered us on.

    Chad and I writhed against each other. He unbuttoned my shirt and then
I unbuttoned his. We ground our crotches together and removed each other's
shirts. That got a round of applause. Then Chad unfastened my khakis. As my
pants slid down to my thighs, I undid his and knelt in front of him while
he shook his stuff and brought his pants to his feet. He stepped out of
them and raised his hands over his head clasped together and swayed from
his hips to the sounds of the music. I really got into it then and put my
mouth to his jock pouch and ran my tongue up his body to his lips. He
opened his mouth and licked my tongue back as we slid back and forth across
each other. He danced his way behind me and moved down bending his knees
out around me while I danced and held my pants while I stepped out of
them. I looked up to see everyone staring at me with lustful approval.

    "Grab somebody and dance with them," Chad whispered in my ear as he
stood up behind me.

    He reached over and grabbed Feron who was closest and pulled him around
the couch and started undulating all around him. I stepped over to the
smaller sofa and pulled Liam up to do the same.

    "Get somebody else," Liam said to me after only a minute and kissed my
cheek, "Your song's about over and I'll put something else on for
you. Ya'll have outdone yourselves here."

    I noticed he was right, we hadn't planned for the time we needed
right. Liam was a life, or at least strip show saver. I turned back to the
group as he moved to the system and picked up my player. The closest guy
was the tall one that I was sure was Pete. He too had on a jock. It was a
contrasting bright yellow and blue shiny nylon-like narrow band
supporter. The bulge in the pouch was impressive. He was grinning and
ogling me like he knew he was next. I held out my hand to him and he moved
around the furniture to join me instantly.

    "You must be Mark," he said loudly, "I'm Pete."

    "I know," was all I said as I ran my hands over his chest and finger
followed his dark brown treasure trail to the waistband of his jock. I
looked up at him and began to dance. I put one of my legs between his and
hump danced rubbing our pouches together. He looked down at my see-thru
mesh encased package moving against his and I felt his junk swell in his
jock. I swung away and went behind him to grind my own hardening lump of
meat into his ass. I wouldn't have been successful if he hadn't of crouched
down a bit to help me. He was really long in the leg. The song started to
die away and I heard it end and another one started immediately. It was
'Moves like Jagger' by Maroon 5 and Christina Aguilera. Liam gave me a
thumbs up sign and I saw that Chad had a new partner. It was Justin. He had
the big guy on the smaller sofa and was up and down all over him dancing
with erotic thrusts and undulations while Justin lay back and enjoyed it.

    "Your green eyes are the most beautiful ones I've ever seen," Pete said
having turned around and taken my chin to face him as I was distracted by
Chad, "Emery didn't exaggerate. You're amazingly handsome."

    "Why thank you Pete," I said taking the compliment in stride and
feeling good about it.

    My new friends had changed me already. I laughed and pushed him down on
the sofa by Justin to join Chad. I then looked over, caught Emery's eye and
gave him a come hither gesture with my fingers. Bryce gave me a
disappointed look as Em just sprang over the big couch right to me.

    "Do me Mark," the hot little gymnast said, "Rub your sexy stud body on
me like you did Pete."

    I did just that. Unlike the others, Em really joined in and danced with
me. Once again I thought that this hot hunky guy would make the perfect
Puck for a remake of `A Midsummer Night's Dream'. We moved together and
apart and he actually ran his hands all over my jock pouch making me get
harder to the point it began to ache being bent awkwardly in the mesh
pouch. He noticed and reached to place my expanding cock pointing up. The
head stuck up over the soft waistband like it had earlier when I had first
put it on for Chad. It wasn't like the little stud man hadn't already
become well acquainted with it.

    The final cords of the music ended and I looked around to see that Chad
had Bryce behind me and was sitting him on the big couch. The man had dark
hair with glints of red and wore an athletic wide band white jock much like
the one Chad had on but a different brand. I grabbed Em by his shoulders
and pushed him down beside Bryce. We had managed to get to everyone. Chad
and I were both breathing heavily from our exertions as he put his arm
around my waist and pulled me to his side.

    "Pete, Bryce, this is Mark," he introduced me turning us to each one in
turn.

    "We've met," Pete said from beside Justin, "And it was the best
introduction I've ever experienced."

    "Well we haven't," Bryce said with an obviously fake pout.

    Chad pulled me over to the auburn haired hunk and set me down in his
lap.

    "Mark, this is Bryce. Bryce meet Mark," the blonde stud said as he
released me to his friend, "Be extra, extra sweet to him Bryce, I love
him."

    All the others were looking at us. Bryce reached down and carefully
tucked my dick back in my jock pouch. It had gone down from nervousness. He
looked into my eyes and gave me a warm friendly smile.

    "Then I will too, no doubt," Bryce said and hugged me to him, "I'm
really happy for the both of you."

    He moved me off his lap and scooted over to put me between him and
Emery, leaving one arm draped securely around my shoulders. Our thighs were
in contact and Em put his right hand on mine and patted it. I looked at him
and smiled feeling very welcome and comforted by just being with this group
of sexy guys.

    "See Mark," the hot bod gymnast said to me, "They like you already."

    "What's not to like?" Pete said standing and stepping over to hug Chad,
"He's the hottest piece of eye candy I've ever seen and those eyes...,
well, ya'll know what I mean. And every one of you has told us how great he
is. Welcome to the family Mark. It's a greater pleasure than I can say to
finally meet Keith's best friend and to have you in our group."

    "Definitely the cream of the crop `lil bro," Bryce said apparently to
Chad as I saw him beside me with his head turned looking at my eyes.

    "It takes some time to get used to him and his looks," Feron said
breaking his silence and looking at me as I blushed, "And you never really
do. You believe us now Mark? You don't need to be embarrassed even though
you're bare assed. You're beautiful, handsome, hot, stunning, and an
amazing guy. Just go ahead and accept it. We do. Relax buddy, you're with
friends."

    "Come on guys, give him a break," Liam said getting up from one of the
high backed chairs by the cold fireplace, moving the coffee table back into
place, and straightening the displaced bric-a-brac on it, "There's seven of
us and one of him. Back off a bit. Let him get used to all of us together
before you overwhelm him. Chad, why don't you take Pete and Bryce out to
the veranda with you and Mark and ya'll take some time to talk?"

    "There he goes with his OCO," Em said to me bringing me out of my
discomfort.

    "OCO?" I asked confused which was way better than embarrassed.

    "Justin came up with that," the gymnast told me as if that explained it
all.

    "Obsessive-compulsive-order Mark," Justin explained with a laugh,
"Killer doesn't have any weird psychoses or bizarre hang-ups. He just likes
everything neat and in its place. He's a real neatnik, but he never bitches
about it, so it's order instead of disorder. Get it?"

    "I'm right here Justin," Liam said.

    "And I'm glad you are Killer," the big man said giving him a wink,
"What say we all have a celebratory drink before Chad and Mark go outside
to talk with Pete and Bryce?"

    Chad and Justin poured from the bar as we all took turns ordering. Chad
made my bourbon sour and it was perfect. We all had drinks in hand and were
casually talking back and forth. I suddenly realized I was standing around
with a group of almost completely naked men that were sexually active with
each other and a pack of dogs. It didn't shock me which showed me how far
I'd come in just two days. It did rouse my curiosity. I wondered how Liam,
Pete, and Bryce would look getting dog fucked. I was brought back to my
surroundings by Liam.

    "Hey guys," he said getting the attention of all of us, "It's been a
long time since we've all been together like this. If Keith were here it'd
be complete, but we all know why he has to be away. So here's to Mark. It's
because of him that we've all gotten to be together."

    "To Mark," he said again when they completed the clinks.

    "To Mark!" all the others said in unison and took a drink.

    "Thank you guys!" I said trying not to tear up and took a drink.

    Chad saw my eyes and hugged me to him.

    "You okay beautiful?" he whispered in my ear.

    "Oh yeah," I said, "Sometimes I can be over-emotionally happy."

    "Come on," he said, "Let's snag Bryce and Pete and go outside. We'll
leave all the jockless guys to talk about us while you get to know them."

    Chad waved to Pete across the room talking to Em, and I tapped Bryce on
his arm behind me with Justin. The two men followed us to the back door. I
flipped on the ceiling fans and tinkle lights, opened the door and led them
all out to the covered outdoor area. We all sat down at the middle wrought
iron table and winced in turn as our jocked bare asses encountered the cold
iron seats.

    "I'm sorry Mark," Pete said right off the bat, "I didn't mean to
embarrass you."

    "Don't even worry about it Pete," I replied and took his hand, "It's my
problem and the guys are trying to help me through it. They've all been
great, especially Chad."

    "Okay!" Bryce exclaimed, "I'm dying. How did you two meet?"

    Chad related the story about how we met two nights ago with Keith,
pizza, beer, the baseball game. He detailed the whole evening to them and
added all kinds of wonderful comments about me. I just sat back in my chair
and waited on the Volken bomb to fall.

    "But that's not really how we got to know each other," he finally said
and stopped there.

    "Don't you dare cliff-hand me bro," Bryce said to him after a long
pause and punched him soundly in the arm, "I'll hold you down and tickle
you until you wet your jock."

    "OW!" Chad yelled and rubbed his arm, "Okay, but you're no fun."

    "You know better than that," Bryce said and reached over to rub Chad's
package in his jock.

    "I'll hold him for you Bryce if he doesn't get on with it," Pete added
laughing, "Or would you rather tell it Mark?"

    "No," I answered, "Let Chad. He had a better view of it than I did."

    They both looked back and forth at us bewildered. Chad laughed at their
confusion and began to tell them about coming over the next morning and how
he found me in my bathroom with Volken knotted tightly in my ass breeding
me full of his cum. He told it all, every lick, groan, moan, suck, and
wad. Pete and Bryce listened enraptured and I saw their dicks swell in
their jockstrap pouches as Chad gave them the whole steamy story.

    "Wow!" Pete uttered as my lover finished the tale.

    "Well," Bryce said with a thoughtful and sexy smile, "His first time
was at least more pleasant than yours."

    "Way more," I added.

    Both of them looked at me and there wasn't anything to do but tell them
about Chad relating his first time story to us. That explained how I knew
about it. So then I went ahead and told them about our dog orgy. That had
Pete rearranging his boned up pecker fast. When I went on and told them
about our show for Keith, then Bryce was the one that got all hot and
bothered.

    "You've been one busy sexy man," Bryce told me, "You've got me so horny
I could whip one off with one stroke." I'm about to rip my jock open and go
for it."

    "I know what you mean babe," Pete said pressing on his jocked leaking
cock, "But save it. Remember what Liam told us."

    "And what was that?" Chad asked rubbing his own hard pouched package
and occasionally feeling mine.

    "For you two it's a surprise bro," Bryce told him.

    "It won't be as good as the welcome you two gave us," Pete added, "But
from what you just told me Mark, and knowing you as well as I do Chad,
you're going to like it. A lot!"

    "Pizza!" Chad said trying to guess.

    "We brought your pizza bro, just like you asked, but it's even better
than that," Bryce replied laughing along with Pete.

    "Love at first knotting," Pete commented with a grin, "That's a new one
for the books."

    Chad shoved him playfully and they started tussling with each other
from their chairs. Pete ended up reaching over and yanking Chad into his
lap and putting a sitting headlock on him. Pete was another real strong guy
like Justin. I could just imagine the two of them fucking. Now that would
be a show. I thought about suggesting it, but figured it had probably
already happened. They'd known each other for years. In fact I'd willing
bet that they had all fucked or been fucked by each other. Hell, I'd
already done three of them myself in just two days and god knew how many
dogs.

    "We really are like brothers Mark," Bryce told me as Pete forced Chad
to surrender, "You'll be getting the same treatment soon enough I
guess. Don't worry, Pete and Chad would never hurt each other."

     "I didn't even consider it Bryce," I told him, "I already know quite a
bit about you two."

    "I bet I know a good bit about you too," the auburn haired jock
replied.

    "Such as?" I asked.

    "For one I'm absolutely certain you're a great kisser," he answered, "I
know Chad and I watched you use your mouth on him when you stripped."

    "The best!" Chad confirmed and gave me a peck on the cheek.

    "And I'm sure you're real versatile sexually like the three of us,"
Bryce went on, "And you like chest hair and jockstraps. I bet they're both
fetishes of yours. And you're playful, witty, and easy to talk to. But the
best thing I know about you is that you love my bro and he loves you. I can
see it every time you look at each other. Hell man, I can almost touch it."

    "Hey guys! Emery shouted at us from the door and we looked over at him,
"How much longer are ya'll gonna be?"

    "I think we're done for now Em," Chad yelled back getting our nods of
agreement, "What's up?"

    "Liam's ready for all of us to go downstairs," he answered, "Take the
outside stairs. We'll meet you down there."

    "Here comes that surprise," Chad said with a raised eyebrow at me.

    "Hey lover," I responded making him smile, "It can't be that much of a
surprise. There are ten dogs around here somewhere. I haven't seen
them. Have you? I saw the closed basement door. Figure it out."

    "I got that much already beautiful," Chad said standing and pulling me
up into his arms, "But Killer always comes up with a fun twist when we get
together in a group. That'll be the real surprise."

    We found ourselves wrapped between two more sets of arms as Pete and
Bryce wrapped their arms around the two of us. I could feel Bryce's hard-on
pressing against my butt cheeks in his jock and from the way Chad pressed
his ass back I could tell he felt something from Pete too. We all broke
apart at the same time.

    "I like them Chad," I told him as we separated, "I like them a lot."

    "I knew you would," he said and took my hand in his to lead me to the
stairs, "I bet before this weekend you'll love them and they can't help but
love you."

    "I'm well on the way bro," Bryce said from behind us.

    "I think I'm already there," Pete declared as we started down the
stairs, "Would you look at that perfect ass!"

    "I like it too," I told Pete with a look over my shoulder, "Especially
the way his blonde hair swirls around his tight hole."

    "He was talking about you Mark," Chad said, "You know damn well he
was. Pete's more than fully acquainted with my ass."

    "And I'm hoping to get reacquainted," the tall studly man replied, "You
two want to spend the night in bed with us?"

    "Pete!" Bryce said to his lover, "We just met Mark and they've only
been together a couple of days."

    "So what babe," Pete calmly replied, "He's family now and I'm gonna
treat him like it. You should too."

    Chad looked at me with a questioning grin. I gave a slight nod of
acquiescence as we came to the back basement double doors. I had better get
used to sharing Chad and myself. It seemed like that's the way things were
with this group of hot horny males. Bryce and Pete obviously were fine with
it and they were most definitely lovers. The way Chad made me feel special
all the time made it okay. I'd go with it any time he wanted so long as he
joined me.

    "We'll take you up on it Pete," Chad told him, "We'll use Keith's
bed. It's plenty big enough for all of us. He won't mind."

    "Are you sure Mark?" Bryce asked me.

    "I'm more than sure," I answered and turned to take him in my arms and
plant one on him.

    After a second of being startled, he joined in on the kiss. He wasn't
as good as Chad, but he put enough into it to start a sexual tingle racing
through my body. We parted and I looked at him for his reaction.

    "I believe you!" the jock hunk said, "And I thought Chad was the best
kisser on the planet. You've met your match bro."

    "I know," my new lover responded and opened the door.

    The lights were half dimmed. I counted eight dogs in the feeding area,
eating, drinking, lying down and licking at their sheaths, eyeing us. It
made my asshole twitch. Liam was standing on the other side of the low wall
in the bathing area. He had a small burlap bag in his hand. The other guys
were just coming into the huge room from the stairwell in the back. Between
us and them the gym mats were laid out in a straight row. Two low wooden
benches at each end, two ottomans, and two stools were lined up on
them. There was an iced cooler full of drinks and beer beside Liam and an
assortment of snacks on the sink counter past it. It looked interesting. I
wondered how this was going to play out.

    "Gather round fellas," Liam said with a shit eating grin, "We're going
to draw slips in order of seniority. You first Mark."

    He held the bag out to me and I reached in and felt pieces of folded
paper. I got one by my thumb and forefinger and pulled it out. I raised my
eyebrows at Liam questioningly. He nodded at the slip and I opened it as
Emery took one followed by Feron. I didn't look at my slip yet since I was
way more interested in the order of seniority here. Liam took his next,
followed by Justin, Bryce, Chad, and Pete last. Now that made me
wonder. Maybe all three of them joined up with Keith at the same time. I
made a note to ask them about it. I looked down and read my slip. It said
`FLINT' in neat block hand print.

    "Go ahead and read your slips," Liam directed, "Feel free to
trade. That's your fuck for the night."

    He gave us a couple of minutes to compare and swap. I turned down Chad
and Justin. I wanted Flint's big long doggie cock, I hadn't had him
yet. Chad ended up trading with Pete for Ace, giving him Yann. Justin
traded with Feron taking Rebel for Ivan. Emery had Decker and kept
him. Liam had Boris and Bryce kept Tokkie.

    "What about Volken and Wiley?" Em asked the same question I was about
to.

    "They're in the run behind the pool house," Liam answered, "Wiley's an
incredible multiple fucker, but he knots so fast it wouldn't be fair for
this game. Volken bosses all of them and that wouldn't work out either, so
I put them in the run. I had to take out two, there are only eight of us."

    "What game Killer?" Chad asked taking my next question.

    "I'm going to set the alarm on my cell phone for six minutes," Liam
explained the rules, "You can play with and fondle, but not suck, your dog
for that amount of time. When the alarm goes off you can get mounted. First
guy knotted gets breakfast in bed served and made by the rest of us. That
is whoever can be here in the morning. First one knot released buys the
first round Friday night at the bar. Last one released gets his way paid
for by the rest of us at Six Flags Sunday. Everybody in?"

    Everyone agreed. I knew I was at a disadvantage. They all knew these
dogs well and I was just a K-9 rookie. I played along so I could be a part
of this group and because I really wanted some dog cock. I was revved for
it.

    "Okay," Liam announced, "Get your pooch and pick your place, same
order."

    "Come here Flint," I called the big Anatolian to me, "Come here boy."

    Flint lunged over to me with his big upraised tail wagging rapidly. He
jumped up and put his paws on my shoulders almost knocking me down. His
black muzzle thrust forward and he began licking my face. I let him lick
until I had calmed him down a bit by petting him and lowered him back to
all fours. While I was letting him down I saw four or five inches of slick,
wet, purple and red dog meat already protruding from his sheath. I took his
collar in hand and walked him to the mats and picked an ottoman in the
middle of the line. I figured the bigger support would let me take his
weight easier when he mounted me. I held his collar and waited on the
others.

    Emery didn't call Decker, he went and got him. If the giant
Newfoundland jumped him like Flint had done me then he would have been sent
sprawling. He picked a place on one of the benches at the end by the
outside doors. Three down from me.

    Feron did call Ivan. The Borzoi walked to him with his back end
starting to hump already. He chose the first spot on the other bench
leaving the end next to the stairwell door on the bench vacant.

    "I just might have a winner here," Fer said as Ivan continued random
hip thrusts at the air.

    "We'll see," Liam said snagging Boris by his collar and taking the
stool to the left of the bench Emery chose, one place away from me.

    Boris wasn't showing cock at his sheath, but Liam had to hold him to
keep the frisky Borzoi from shoving his snout in his ass crack. Boris
wanted some of it bad. Liam finally had to make him sit. While watching
where Liam picked for his breeding, I noticed that there was one of the
sleeveless jerseys folded in front of each place with a bottle of poppers,
one of water, and a tube of lube set on top of them. Liam had thought of
everything, probably through lots of experience. I reached down and got the
jersey and slipped it on.

    Justin called Rebel and caught the Doberman in his arms like a child
when he went to jump up on him. He carried the dog to the bench that Em had
chosen and took the side between him and Liam setting Rebel down and making
him sit with just a pointed finger. He leaned over and got his jersey. It
was a medium and he traded for the one Emery had. It was an
extra-large. The right size.

    "I was going to have you guys trade out Jerseys while I set the alarm,"
Liam told us.

    "I'm sorry Killer," Justin said contritely, "I should have known you'd
have a plan. We'll just wait for you to take your place before we start."

    Bryce got Tokkie and took the other ottoman on my left. The Bullmastiff
shuffled back and forth and kept sticking his head under his belly to lick
his pink cock tip that was playing jack-in-the-box in his sheath. Bryce
smiled at me and pointed to Flint's underside. The huge beige Shephard had
at least seven inches showing now and it was dripping canine pre-cum some
too. At this rate I wasn't going to need the lube.

    Chad headed toward me and called Ace. The Dobbie pranced up to him
wagging his whole body in anticipation. Chad stopped by me and had Ace
sit. Flint took the moment to lick his Doberman friend's face.

    "I'm going to let Pete have the other stool by you Mark," he told me
and gave me a quick kiss, "We've done this together already and I want my
two bros to have a nice view of you and you of them. Don't worry
beautiful. Pete will be right beside you if you have any trouble. He's the
one that taught me how to do this right in the first place."

    "That's great Chad," I answered, "You don't worry either. I don't think
I'll have any problems. See you when it's over. Good luck."

    "You too beautiful," he replied, "I'm not worried. You took Em's piece,
you can take Flint's. Have fun."

    "You let Emery fuck your ass?" Bryce asked me as Chad walked down to
take the place at the end of the bench next to Feron.

    "It was more like I made him fuck me," I explained, "I scooted under
him while he was knotted. Chad had already done it to me and I wanted to
see what it was like."

    "At least you had some control," Bryce replied, "The few times I've let
him fuck me I couldn't walk afterwards. He's a wild and aggressive top
fucker and his cock is as big as Keith's only not as thick."

    Pete didn't have to call Yann. The big lanky Borzoi leaped over to him
with just a look. He had been pacing restlessly in the feeding area waiting
to be chosen. They took their place at the stool on my left. He reached in
his jock and put his cock pointed upward. It was a good idea. Bryce and I
both copied him.

    "Okay guys," Liam said putting on his jersey, "Grab the jersey in front
of you, "Put it on if it fits. If not then pass them down until you get the
right size. I'm going to set the alarm now."

    He handed Boris to Justin and went over to his cell on the sink
counter. Pete handed me his jersey to pass down since he knew the three
past him on his right had theirs already. Bryce handed me one as I passed
it on and I handed it to Pete who put it on. I saw Bryce pass to his left
and put on the one he had in front of him to begin with. Chad was already
in one and Fer slipped into the one Bryce handed him. It really wasn't that
complicated. There was only one medium and Em had it on. Justin already had
on one of the two extra-large ones. The others were all large so only one
could have been out of place anyway.

    "Well what are you waiting for?" Liam said rushing over to get Boris
from Justin, "Less than six minutes to mounting time."

    We all got down and started playing with our canine companions. Flint
wasn't in the mood to play. He wanted to fuck someone and that someone was
me. I felt under him and found that his knot had already started to form in
his sheath a good ten inches of slowly swelling dog dick in front of it. My
hand was coated in his runny cock lube and he was spraying it out the blunt
end of his growing shaft with regularity. He was raring to go. I spent most
of my play time catching his discharge and applying it to my hole getting
ready for my breeding. I had to spend a lot of the time pushing him off of
me too. The huge horny beast kept trying to knock me down on all fours and
mount me. He didn't give me much of a chance to look at what the others
were doing except peripherally. What I caught out of the corners of my eyes
let me know that Flint was being the most aggressive one by far.

    The trill of Liam's cell alarm sounded and I assumed the position
across my ottoman. I reached for the poppers as Flint jumped on my back and
started humping at my ass. I managed to get the top off the bottle, reach
back between my legs with the open poppers in my left hand, and grab
Flint's huge slick cock with my right. I huffed on the inhalant and put the
spritzing fuck tool to my hole at the same time. The Massive Anatolian
Shephard plowed into my ass with his already mammoth cock at break neck
speed. I felt his growing knot slide across my prostate over and over
driving my pre-cum out of my dick slit. I took another long draw off of the
poppers as I got my ass dog pounded deep and fast and recapped the bottle
as the effects swept over me.

    "FUCK ME FLINT!" I yelled out the first loud vocalization from the
group, "GIVE IT TO ME! FUCK THAT BIG COCK UP MY ASS!"

    I saw that Tokkie was just now mounting Bryce. He was using the poppers
and angled his ass perfectly to get the Bullmastiff's red meaty shaft tip
right on his hole with no hands. He moaned loudly as the stocky dog fucked
him hard. I turned my head to check out Pete while Flint dicked me with
abandon.

    Yann was rimming the big man eagerly. Pete was slapping his ass trying
to get the Borzoi to mount him. He finally reached back and pulled the
cream colored long haired dog up on his back legs. Yann got the message and
started quick hip thrusts at his butt. Pete spread wide lowering his hole
into position and put his muscular chest on the stool. I could see his eyes
widen as the Borzoi drove his cock into his hole.

   "FUCKIN' FUCK ME DECKER!" I heard Em yell out encouraging the Newfie,
"GIVE ME THAT BIG KNOT BOY! FUCK MEEEE!"

    I moaned in dog fuck ecstasy from Flint's enlarging knot. He clasped
his paws around me tighter and gave me a dozen much harder thrusts and
locked his knot right on my anal gland. My chute spasmed and an
electrifying jolt shot through my ass to my balls and up into my leaking
hard dick sending me into orgasm heaven.

    "HE'S GOT ME!" I cried out overcome by lust filled debauchery, "I'M
CUUUUMMIIIING! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!

    Flint's great big cock blasted my chute with the first squirts of his
watery jizz and made his knot pulse right on my prostate. It gave me such a
rush combined with my anal orgasm that I almost passed out. I could hear
the moans of the guys around me taking their own dog fucks and it added to
the intensity of my own fuck breeding. I shuddered as my orgasm finished
and shook my head to clear it.

    "Oh yeah! Knot me up!" Pete sighed out to my right.

    I could hear Justin grunting in time with the Doberman pounding he was
getting. Moans from Chad and Feron sounded erotically off to my left and I
turned my head that way in time to see Tokkie bear down on Bryce and slam
into him hard three times.

    "Fuck he's got me!" He gasped out loudly and flexed his ass to squeeze
the just planted knot in his hole.

    Flint lifted his rear right leg and pushed up off my back with his
front ones. I felt his knot spin across my love nut as he turned and put us
ass to ass. I pushed back into him as his knot tugged on my butthole and
his knot slid further inside me and came to rest past my prostate settling
in lubed by his constant spurts of hot semen. It started leaking out my
fucked open hole and ran down my taint, soaking into my jock pouch and
slowly trickling down my inner thighs. I relaxed and rested on the ottoman
as the big Anatolian continued pumping squirt after squirt of cum deep in
my ass.

    "FUUUUUUCK!" Em hollered as he got tied by Decker's huge knot.

    The grunting rhythmic sounds of men being pummeled in the ass by horny
breeding dogs eventually stopped. I assumed everyone was knotted by now. I
really had no sense of the amount of time that had passed since Flint had
rammed his massive cock in me. I raised up on my hands to look up and down
the row of dog fucked men. I saw Decker's long furry back past Justin so he
was still on Em. Justin's broad shoulders and muscular back were clearly
visible so Rebel had to have turned on him already. I couldn't see the
Doberman. Yann's tall lanky frame and long flowing fur blocked the view as
the Borzoi stood ass to ass with Pete who was looking at me smiling. Liam
lay on with his chest on his stool, eyes closed with his mouth partly open
enjoying Boris' cock and knot as the Borzoi loaded him up.

    "Looks like we'll be serving you breakfast in bed Mark," Pete said to
me, "That was so hot man. Do you always cum like that when you get knotted?
I can see your jizz dripping off the bottom edge of the ottoman."

    "I don't really know," I answered, "I'm so new to this that I haven't
even thought about keeping track of anything like that."

    "Well I'd love to see it again. It's going on my list of hottest dog
fucks I've ever seen." he said and reached down with his right hand, pulled
his jock to the side, and started jerking off with slow deliberate strokes.

    He had a gigantic set of balls, easily the size of large eggs. His dick
looked to be about the same size as my own seven and a half but was
noticeably thicker. I watched him for a minute or so as Yann occasionally
took a few graceful steps in place prancing his load into the tall well
defined stud. The borzoi's feathery tail raised with a small jerk with each
shot he bred into Pete's ass.

    "Oh fuckin'-a that feels good," I heard Bryce's sexy baritone voice to
my left.

    I turned my head that way and saw Bryce banging away at his hefty rigid
dick. I was just in time to see him get off. His athletic frame was shiny
with the glistening sheen of fresh sweat. He arched his back and threw back
his head.

    "AHHH! Oh fuck yeah! UH! UH! Uh! Uh! Uh! OH YEEEEAH!" he exclaimed as
his pecker blasted out wad after wad of creamy sperm that splattered
against the side of the vinyl covered ottoman like mine must have done.

    The sight of a sweaty sexy jock stud like Bryce spewing out his nut
juice while knotted to a cum delivering panting Bullmastiff was enough to
start my cock to dripping again. I ground my ass on Flint's pulsing knot,
reached down, pushed my jockstrap under my nuts, and beat my meat watching
Bryce stroke the last gooey drops from his rod. In less than a minute my
balls drew up tight and the tingling feeling of a beginning climax exploded
into another ecstatic orgasm.

    "OHHH FUCK!" I yelled and heard Emery overlapping my cries with his
own, "I'MMM CUMMMMING!"

    I plastered another thick load onto the side of my ottoman. I collapsed
on it panting as hard as Flint and Tokkie. The knot in my ass started to
shrink. It was like feeling someone's carotid pulse, but in my asshole. I
knew it was only a matter of a couple of minutes before Flint stepped
forward and his wet cummy mottled cock splurted from my hole. It looked
like I was going to be buying a round of drinks for the guys Friday
night. Oh well, I'd make sure I enjoyed my breakfast in the morning.

    Flint pulled his shrunken knot out of my fuck hole and set me free in
less than a minute. He turned around and started lapping up his jizz as it
oozed past my sloppy loose anal ring. I just lay there splayed out on the
ottoman fuck exhausted, leaking dog cum, and let him lick away. He licked
my tender quivering pucker until he was satisfied it was clean and trotted
over to the feeding station to wash it down with some fresh water.

    I staggered to my feet and looked around. To my right were Pete, Liam,
Justin, and Emery, all butt to butt and knot locked to their cum gushing
dogs. They were mostly moaning softly except for Em who grunted loudly as
he bore down on Decker's softball sized knot. I could see the pearly gleam
of sperm on the mat under the bench he and Justin shared so I figured he
was going for his second climax. With a knot that size planted up his ass I
was fairly certain he would get it.

    I turned to the left to see Bryce, Feron, and Chad similarly tied and
moaning out sighs of lust. Chad and Fer were both jacking on their rods and
I gave Bryce a friendly slap on the ass as I stepped over him and looked
down on my lover and our Hispanic stud friend. They both noticed me at the
same time.

    "Looks like you lost beautiful," Chad said teasing me, "Bourbon rocks
for me Friday."

    "You can order it there yourself just like everybody else," I replied
and knelt down to feel between him and Ace getting fuck slime all over my
hand, "I really don't think I lost. I'm getting breakfast in bed from you
guys in the morning. So it really feels like I won. I would have bought a
round or two anyway. I didn't know ya'll had our itinerary planned for the
week."

    "Didn't you tell him Chad?" Fer asked as he fisted his foreskin back
and forth over the head of his fat torpedo shaped cock.

    "No he didn't," I answered for him and knelt down between them.

    "I'm sorry Mark," my handsome blonde hairy man responded, "I'm so used
to how we do things it slipped my mind. Uhhh!"

    He groaned as Ace moved and tugged the knot tightly embedded in his
ass. I used my left hand to move his off his cock and took over stroking
his steel hard shaft. I reached for Fer's tied hole with my right and
coated that hand with the slick goo leaking out of his knot packed
hole. Ivan twisted around to lick at my hand on his flexure causing Feron
to give out a low moan just like Chad had as the Borzoi's plugging knot
shifted in his cum filled fuck hole.

    "There's a calendar marker board in the kitchen Mark," Feron told me,
"It's got everything anyone wants to do on it. Most of the time we all join
in if we can. Feel free to add something to it if you want. I'll show it to
you later."

    I put my now lubed right hand at the base of Fer's cock and slid it up
pushing his hand off as well as silencing his talking. He had to quit to
moan out his enjoyment of it. I was on my knees between these two horny
knotted hunks with their cocks in my hands stroke milking them. They both
moaned approval as I jacked them off together.

    "You're gonna make me cum Mark," Feron announced as the muscles of his
plump ass and wide back tightened.

    "Me too lover, Ahhhhhh!" Chad stated and his dick hardened even more in
my grasp.

    "That's the point guys," I replied with a lust filled chuckle.

    I spun around and switched hands on them, missing only a single
stroke. I lay down on my backwith my head under the bench and jerked their
hard swollen pricks faster. I could see Fer's balls churn in his tight sack
as he got to the point of release. Chad's cock jerked in my hand and both
of them shot off at the same time. I angled their cocks at my face, closed
my eyes, and pounded the cum out of them.

    "OHHH FUUUUCK!" Feron cried out as his dick slit blasted warm wads of
man cream across my face.

     "AHHHHH! OHHH FUCK YEAHHH!" Chad joined the vocalizing and ejaculated
a long rope of his thick sperm over my mouth.

    I jacked the orgasming men and painted my face with their sticky fresh
ball juice until they both struggled to pry my clenched jacking hands from
their overly sensitive cocks.

    "Please stop Mark!" Feron gasped, "Before I piss all over the place."

    I released them both, sat up, wiped globs of cum from my closed eyes
and opened them. I felt a burn in my left eye from the sperm remains and
wiped at it with my wrist. Cum in the eyes isn't exactly pleasant. I licked
my hands tasting the combined seed while Chad and Feron twitched in post
orgasm gratification. A shadow moved over me from behind.

    "Jeez Mark," I heard Pete's voice and turned around to see him standing
on the other side of the bench above us, "How much hotter do you get. That
was awesome!"

    ""That's about... the best word... I can come up with... for him
too... Pete," Chad got out between breaths.

    A wet smutty `schlorp' sound came from Chad's ass as Ace stepped
forward and his wet shiny knot and cock came slopping out of Chad's ass
followed by a gush of runny dog cum. The Doberman didn't turn around and go
for the blonde's hairy leaking hole like Flint had done to me, but trotted
off to the water trough and joined the three other dogs there. Besides
Flint and Yann I saw Tokkie. I looked over Feron and saw Bryce on his knees
watching us. I hadn't even noticed when the Bullmastiff had uncoupled with
him.

    The auburn haired jock stud got unsteadily to his feet and Pete stepped
over to help him up. He was staring at me the whole time. I had no idea
why.

    "I think you impressed him beautiful," Chad said looking back and forth
between us, "I've hardly ever seen Bryce speechless."

    "Look at his face Pete," Bryce finally said.

    "Yeah, hot huh?" the tall man replied.

    "He's still the best looking guy I've ever seen even with cum plastered
all over his face," the hot jock answered, "Makes you want to just eat him
up."

    "Go ahead Bryce," Chad said starting to get up, "Lick it off, I'll help
you."

    "Whoa!" Pete said, stepped over Fer and put his big foot on Chad's back
pinning him to the bench, "You stay right there `lil bro. I've got plans
for you."

    Bryce followed him and knelt down by me. He used one finger to wipe a
strand of dick spew off my cheek, put it in his mouth, and sucked it
off. He kept contact with my eyes the whole time. Meanwhile Pete got on his
knees behind Chad and took his thighs in his hands and spread them apart
even wider than they were. As Bryce brought his mouth to my face I saw Pete
out of the corner of my eye dive face first into Chad's ass and start
sucking dog spooge straight from the trickle running out of his fuck gapped
hole. Bryce licked and sucked his way across my face and I heard a squishy
wet splatter fart from Feron's ass as Ivan pulled his tool from the brown
skinned guy's fully bred ass. I didn't get to see much after that because
suddenly Justin entered the scene and joined Bryce in tongue cleaning my
sperm covered face. They took turns kissing me while the other one licked
up cock cream.

    When the last of the sticky gism had been consumed they gave me a three
way kiss that tasted of sweat, cum, and a hint of peppermint from Justin's
mouth. All the time Bryce and Justin had been at me, Pete had been sucking
Chad's butthole. When he saw the two pull back from our final group kiss,
he raised up from Chad's butt, grabbed me, and pulled me to him in a tight
sensual hug and swapped cum flavors with me, he tongued man jizz from my
lips while I licked dog from his. He let me go and I faced him on my
knees. All the rest of the group were gathered around us now, standing or
kneeling.

    "Any doubts about them liking or accepting you now beautiful?" Chad
asked me with his sexy grin as he got to his knees.

TO BE CONTINUED

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