Date: Wed, 15 Dec 2004 09:28:00 -0800 (PST)
From: J M <rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com>
Subject: CAMPGROUND II

Campground II
by Rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com


I couldn't stop thinking about my shower interlude with Bjorn and my
evening dalliance with his horse, Max.  I couldn't wait for work to be over
so I could meet him back at his campsite and experience new things.  I
walked down the lane towards the primitive sites and saw a black state
Department of Revenue car parked at the entrance to the campsite cluster.
As I walked down the narrow path I saw Bjorn walking towards me with his
hands behind his back and a tall man following closely behind.  As they
drew closer in the twilight, I could see that Bjorn was handcuffed.  "Hi",
he said nervously.  "What's going on?", I queried.  "I'm being taken in;
something about not paying the State Fair Authority", he answered.  "C'mon,
let's go", the revenue agent said sternly.  "Take care of my animals, I'll
be back in a few hours", Bjorn said while winking back at me over his
shoulder.  The tax man was a stud.  His tight, white, short-sleeved fitted
shirt looked like it was painted on him making his huge biceps look like
they were about to split the shirt sleeves open.  And his shoulder holster
and Glock gave me an erection just by looking at it.  I momentarily
fantasized about Bjorn and the agent going at it.  My cock was tenting my
pants as I responded, "Okay, don't worry about 'em".  I walked down the
path with my throbbing boner and came upon Max and the dog both tied to the
tree.  The dog's name was Shadow, and he wagged his tail and whined as I
drew near to him.  I knelt down and rubbed his neck and ears as he licked
my face.  "Good boy", I said.  "Looks like I have to take care of you while
your master is gone".  He looked at me and cocked his head as I spoke.  He
was a powerful, white Shepard that regularly fucked his bitch, Bjorn.  I
spoke softly to the dog as the horse munched on some oats, "How about
fucking me tonight, Shadow?".  The dog immediately stood up on all fours
and wagged his tail rapidly, as if he knew what I was asking him.  I
gathered that Bjorn used that language when preparing to get mounted by
Shadow.  I looked down and my theory was confirmed when I saw the dog's
large cock coming out of it's protective sheath.  It was red and oozing
precum already.  I untied Shadow and he immediately raced into the tent and
stood on a sleeping bag that was lying on the ground.  He barked at me as
if to say, "C'mon in, we don't have all night!".  I crouched down to enter
the tent and started taking off my clothes.  The dog sat down with his cock
sticking straight out.  He panted hard as he patiently waited for me to
strip.  My cock was rock hard and standing straight up as I dropped my
boxers to the ground.  My balls were hanging low that night and swung
freely as I walked towards Shadow.  I stooped down again and the dog
immediately started licking the precum off my glans.  I hadn't peeled back
my foreskin to clean it for a couple of days, so my smegma must have been
pretty fragrant.  That seemed to drive Shadow wild.  He jumped up and put
his front legs on my shoulders as if to say, "Let's hump!".  I reached down
and grasped his buldging cock gently and started stroking it as he started
humping my hand.  I could tell that this dog would not need any guidance
from me to find his mark.  I let him down and he continued to hump the air
as I positioned myself on my hands and knees after applying some of Bjorn's
Astroglide to my hole.  Shadow turned and sniffed my throbbing asshole
momentarily before he jumped up on my back and mounted me.  I was now his
bitch, firmly in the grasp of his front legs.  He squeezed his legs
together around my waist and drew forward humping the air as he drove
towards my man-pussy.  I relaxed my sphincter as I felt the tip of the
dog's cock touch my ass ring.  The dog had so much precum on the tip of his
cock, I probably didn't need the lube job.  As soon as he felt his cock
touching my hole, he thrust forward and buried his dog bone inside of me.
He began thrusting wildly, and with each push his cock went in deeper and
deeper until his now growing knot was banging against my butt cheeks.  I
put my chin on the ground and fully relaxed my sphincter, allowing his knot
to push it's way through and enter my semi-relaxed ass ring.  I felt a
momentary stab of pain as his knot stretched me to my limits.  The pain
quickly subsided and the knot continued to grow, filling my rectum.  The
feeling of being rammed by a hot male dog, his knot filling your insides,
is hard to explain.  One has to experience it for himself.  I reached back
and grasped my throbbing erection, the hardest one I've ever had, and began
stroking myself as Shadow continued his bestial dance on my backside.  He
was humping wildly, attacking my man hole with a savage fury that only an
animal can deliver.  No human could ever match the intensity of getting
fucked by a large dog.  There is no emotion, no pretense of being gentle,
no "Is it good for you?".  The animal is there for one reason, the
continuation of the species, the insemination of the bitch.  There is no
escape once the dog has his legs wrapped around you, and certainly not once
his knot is firmly imbedded in your ass.  You are his, so you might as well
stay there on your hands and knees and enjoy the ride.  And that I did.  I
was in a bestial trance, imagining that I was a dog and that this was my
destiny.  I had no choice in the matter.  The male found me by scent,
mounted me, and was doing what Mother Nature had programmed him to do.  To
him, I was the willing receptacle for his doggy semen and it was flowing
freely into me.  Hot, steaming ejaculations of dog cum were filling my
bowels.  I was so absorbed by the experience that I didn't hear the
footsteps approaching the tent.  I opened my eyes, looked up, and saw Bjorn
standing in the doorway of the tent.  "Good dog", he said, then he stood
aside and the tax man stepped in.  "These are my two dogs; nice bitch,
eh?", he remarked to the tax man.  I got a better look at the Department of
Revenue agent as he stood there smiling down at me.  He was at least 6' 3",
and had the V-shaped torso of a bodybuilder.  He made Bjorn look small.  He
was magnificent in stature; a walking anatomy chart.  My initial
embarassment quickly evaporated as they both proceeded to strip naked.  The
tax man had a blond flat-top with shaved sides and not one hint of body
hair.  It was clear to me that he regularly shaved his body for
competition, and that included his pubes.  He was as hairless as a newborn
baby, and had the uncut cock of a porn star.  Shadow finished his business,
dismounted, and stood there patiently, butt to butt with me as he continued
to pump semen into me.  Bjorn spoke, "I'm sorry for the deception; I wanted
my friend to join us, but I was afraid you wouldn't want to be with a
stranger".  "I felt that you'd get to know Shadow while we were away and
that would relax you before I introduced you to him".  I was stunned by the
magnificence of this man so any anger I may have felt was replaced by sheer
lust.  "I'm okay", I replied.  "How long will Shadow and I be joined
together", I asked.  Bjorn responded, "It'll be about 15 minutes or so".  I
patiently waited for the dog's knot to subside and watched as Bjorn and the
tax man embraced and french kissed each other.  They slowly made their way
to the ground in front of me and stroked each other's cocks.  I was
mesmerized by the site of two Greek gods embracing.  Their muscles and
sinews bulged and stretched with their every move, as though they wanted to
bulge right out of the skin that confined them.  Bjorn reached over and
grasped a bottle of posing oil and began to slowly oil up the body of the
taxman.  He too liberally slathered oil on Bjorn.  Their two tanned bodies
glistened in the dim light of the tent giving them a surreal appearance.
Here were two bodybuilders, completely hairless except for their heads,
writhing around in front of me, erections standing upright and ready.
Suddenly, Shadow's knot receeded enough for him to disengage.  Torrents of
dog cum ran out of my butt as I tried to squeeze my sphincter closed.  The
tax man came around behind me with a towel and carefully wiped my butt and
legs clean of the mess.  He started to caress my back and sides as I stayed
there on my hands and knees.  He reached towards my neck with his large,
powerful hands and cupped them gently around my neck.  As he did so, I
could feel the tip of his cock touch my ass.  He gently massaged my neck
and shoulders with his oily hands and I instinctively backed up until his
cockhead was touching my ass ring.  He acknowledged my signal and pressed
his meat forward, plunging easily into my eager hole.  His cock was a bit
thicker than Shadows, so it filled me nicely.  I guessed him to be about
eight inches long as his dick slid effortlessly into me.  I could feel the
ripple of his cock veins as it slid past the nerve endings of my anus.  He
began slowly pumping me as he rubbed my neck.  It was a far cry from doggy
sex, but it felt warm and comforting.  As the tax man had his way with me,
Bjorn came forth on his knees and positioned himself in front of me.
"Remember the other night in the shower room?", he asked.  I wanted his
cock in my mouth so I silently opened my mouth, welcoming it in.  He took
his cock in hand and slowly guided it to my hungry lips.  His foreskin
peeled back as it passed my lips and the taste of his smegma filled my
senses.  His rippled cock felt firm and plump as it glided in and out of my
mouth.  It glistened with my saliva when he pulled it out so I could lick
the glans.  He slowly pumped his cock in and out of my mouth as the tax man
continued his thrusts at the rear.  They both leaned forward and started
kissing each other over my head.  This orgy continued until I felt both of
them shudder and unload inside me.  Bjorn ejaculated forcefully into me;
torrents of thick, hot sperm filled my mouth forcing me to swallow
continuously to keep from choking on his seed.  At the same time, the tax
man grunted as he blew his load into my rectum.  His body jerked as each
rope of ejaculate was pumped into me.  His was the longest orgasm I've ever
seen, or felt.  The mixture of dog semen and the tax man's sperm filled my
guts and gave me that wonderful full feeling.  My cock was rock hard and
throbbing knowing that my belly and my guts were full of man seed, human
and otherwise.  Bjorn and the tax man disengaged and we all stood up.  We
stood there, shoulder to shoulder as Bjorn jerked me off and the tax man
fingered my oozing ass as we alternately tongued each other until I blew.
I shot my load across the tent towards Shadow.  He dutifully got up and
licked up the mess of ejaculate that I spewed onto the floor.  "Good dog",
I said.  We spent the rest of the evening talking about bodybuilding and
animal sex.  I overcame my fear of sex with strangers that night, and now I
no longer fear the tax man.  .