Date: Tue, 31 Aug 2004 14:21:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: J M <rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com>
Subject: CANINE UNIT III

Canine Unit III

by Rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com


The trooper and Sarge had the graveyard shift during the State Fair this
summer, so I planned an overnight visit.  I fantasized about our last
meeting in the abandoned farm house as I walked towards the East
maintenance gate.  He was there at 1:00am looking very hot in his tight,
tan shirt, and snug brown polyester pants with the gold stripe down each
leg.  His "package" bulged a little bigger when he saw me coming towards
him in the moonlight.  "Where's Sarge?", I asked.  "He's in a holding pen
in the horse barn, taking a snooze", the trooper replied.  He then planted
a deep, wet kiss on my mouth and gave me an instant woody.  "I've got
something for you", he said as he led me over to his patrol car.  He opened
the trunk and took out a dry cleaner bag that was neatly draped across the
floor of the trunk.  He held it up and I immediately said, "What's this?".
"If you're going to be on patrol with me, you'll need to look the part", he
answered.  It was a trooper uniform, complete with a deputy badge.  It was
the hottest thing I'd ever seen.  He then leaned into the trunk and pulled
out a pair of jet black boots and a hat box.  My crotch tingled as I
anticipated what was in the box.  He slowly opened it, with a big grin on
his face.  He peeled back the tissue paper and revealed a brown felt
"Smokey The Bear" hat; I practically wet my jeans.  It even had the gold
braided rope around the crown, criss-crossed at the front.  "You need to
get dressed", he said.  He closed the trunk and picked up the boots and
hat, then led me over to a men's room nearby.  I asked, "Is there anyone
else here?".  "Yes, but you can count them on one hand; we've divided the
grounds into four quadrants, and the other three troopers have told me that
they plan to spend the night sleeping in their units", he responded.  He
went on to say, "The carney workers are all passed out face-down in their
own vomit, in their crappy trailers parked behind the House of Mirrors, and
the livestock owners are all asleep across the street at the Motel 6".
"The country music band is out of cocaine and beer by now and won't be out
of their bus until noon tomorrow".  I laughed as we went into the deserted
men's room.  The trooper followed behind me and locked the door.  I
stripped down to my underwear as he watched me intently.  As I pulled my
shirt off, he asked "Have you been working out?".  I replied, "Yeah, does
it show", knowing full well that my abs were more chisled and defined than
ever before.  I stood there naked momentarily letting him check me out.  As
his eyes ran up and down my body, my cock began to stiffen and before long
was pointing straight up.  He silently moved forward and as he was getting
down on his knees, he took his hat off and set it on the sink.  His blond
hair, shaved close on the sides and curly on top, glistened in the
artificial light of the flourescent bulbs overhead.  He took my throbbing
cock in his hand and peeled back my foreskin, exposing my bulging purple
cock head.  I hadn't showered since the morning, so the scent of my smegma
was strong enough for me to smell it from above.  He was unfazed by it,
seeming to enjoy the odor as he took my cock head into his mouth.  Looking
down at his magnificent bulk, wrapped in that hot uniform was more than I
could take.  It wasn't long before his rythmic sucking made me blow my load
into him.  I ejaculated violently into his mouth, depositing ropes of
thick, sticky cum into my guy.  He dutifully swallowed each load as I
pumped days worth of semen into him.  When I finished he cleaned me up with
his tongue, not wanting to waste a single drop of my seed.  I was swooning
from the experience when he stood up and kissed me.  I melted when he
wrapped his strong arms around me, pinning me against the stall.  He
stopped, looked me in the eyes and said, "Let's get you dressed".  He
pulled the plastic off the uniform and I could see that he hadn't missed a
trick.  There was a crisp, white crew neck undershirt, the kind that shows
through at the neck, a pair of Jockey pouch bikini briefs, a wide, black
belt, and a pair of white tube socks.  "I can't give you a sidearm, but
I've got this great night stick, and a pair of handcuffs for you", he said.
The fantasies were swirling in my head as I reached for the underwear.  I
put it on and felt like I was auditioning for a Calvin Klein commercial.  I
put on the pants, shirt, and boots, and they all fit me like a glove.  The
pants were tight and the shirt hugged my torso like it was painted on.  I
finished dressing and stood in front of the mirror, looking pretty hot in
my new uniform.  The trooper handed me the hat and when I put it on my
head, my cock began to stir.  He looked at me and said, "There's something
about a man in a uniform".  I looked at him and we both burst out laughing
like a couple of little girls playing dress up.  We picked up my things,
put them in his squad, and started walking.  "Let's head over to the horse
barn", he said.  I swaggered beside him twirling my night stick like a
Keystone Cop.  He chuckled when he looked over at my antics.  "I have to
warn you about something", he said.  "What's that?", I asked.  "Well, there
are some people in there tonight and I just want to prepare you", he said
with a serious look on his stubbled face.  "Who?", I asked.  "Zoos", he
said.  I responded, "You mean, people who are into bestiality?".  "Yep!",
he replied with a big grin, "They're friends of mine".  I thought to
myself, "Wow, I'm a zoo!".  I'd never thought about it that way.  We walked
into the barn and saw some dim lights aglow inside and turned down a side
aisle past various show horses.  They were all lazily standing in their
stalls, some munching on oats with one hind leg hiked up.  The Trooper
stopped me by placing his night stick across my abdomen.  "Shhh, I don't
want to startle Sandy", he whispered.  As he said that I looked towards the
next stall.  All I could see was a tall, blonde, long-haired, shirtless man
wearing a cowboy hat, with his back to us.  He was standing taller than he
should have and his shoulders were thrusting back and forth.  As we drew
closer, he turned his head and nodded to us but continued doing what he was
doing.  As we came past the stall divider, I could see that Sandy was
standing on a hay bale, having intercourse with a beautiful chestnut mare.
He had a swimmer's build with deeply chisled abs and sinewy arms and legs.
He was thrusting his thick cock in and out of the mare's vagina with
amazing speed and precision.  The horse's labias clung to his shaft as it
glided in and out.  His hands were resting on her rump and her tail was
turned to the side.  The trooper said, "Sandy, I won't interupt you except
to say that this the friend I told you about".  He grunted a "Howdy" then
closed his eyes and continued ravaging the mare's cunt.  We stood there
momentarily, watching this beastial ballet, when suddenly, Sandy's body
began to shudder, then he threw his head back and groaned as he began to
cum inside the animal.  Suddenly he pulled out his cock, which seemed to be
at least 8 inches long, and helped his orgasm along by stroking his shaft
and shooting long, white, ropes of cum onto the mare's back.  His
ejaculations were explosive, shooting hot cum nearly halfway up the back of
the horse.  He then fell forward, exhausted, onto the mares hindquarters.
His face came to rest in his own semen which had pooled on the horse's
back.  We walked away, letting Sandy savor the moment, thankful that we
arrived when we did.  "Wow, he's a horny bastard, isn't he?", I exclaimed
quietly.  The trooper answered under his breath, "Yeah, and you should be
on the receiving end!", he exclaimed quietly.  As we continued to walk down
the aisle, we came upon a young man, most likely 18 years old, down on his
haunches, copulating with a rather large, lop-eared female white goat.  His
knees were half bent and his hands were firmly around the animals hind legs
as he thrust in and out of the goat's juicy vagina.  He too was close to
orgasm and ignored our presence, knowing that he was amongst fellow
zoophiles.  The animal bucked back and forth as the energetic teenager
rammed (pardon the pun) his man meat into the snow white beast.  He began
to shudder and groan as he unloaded his young seed into his goat bitch.
"Fuck!", he yelled as he exploded into it with a teenager's vigor.  I
flashed back to the days when I too had such explosive orgasms, whether
with a young girl, a young boy, or by myself during one of my many marathon
masterbation sessions.  I must admit that my greatest orgasms were achieved
when I first began to experiment with dog sex.  For some reason, getting
fucked by a powerful male dog is the hottest thing I have ever experienced.
I guess I was just born to be a zoo.  I digress.  The young man finished
his mating session and withdrew his dick from the female goat.  She calmly
walked over to the feed bunk and started to munch away, as if getting raped
by a human was commonplace in the goat world.  He sat back in the stall,
leaning on his hands with his legs spread wide, his cock starting to get
limp and retreat into it's foreskin.  "Hi, I'm Ricky", he said to me, as if
he knew the trooper was a kindred spirit and would only bring another
like-minded chap to this den of animal delights. I introduced myself and
leaned in to shake his hand.  "You fucked that goat like an old pro", I
said complimenting the kid and acknowledging his youth at the same time.
"Yep, she's a good fuck, and she never expects me to take her out to dinner
afterwards", he replied.  All three of us laughed as we watched the goat
help herself to the meal that was sitting in the feed bunk.  The trooper
turned to Ricky and said, "How about bringing Sandy and joining us in the
dog pen in about 10 minutes?".  "Sure, I'd love to", he replied.  We walked
a short distance and came upon a holding pen with a sole occupant.  It was
Sarge, and he was very happy to see us.  He stood there wagging his tail
and shifting his weight from one paw to the next as his tongue hung down
and his cock started to peek out from it's sheath.  As we walked into the
pen, Sarge could not contain his excitement and jumped up to greet me, I
grabbed his front legs so he wouldn't accidentally soil my hot trooper
uniform.  I think the dog could sense my excitement too.  His doggy kisses
made my cock spring to life and strain against the tight polyester trooper
pants.  The trooper spotted it and said, "I don't know who's more excited,
you or Sarge".  As I communed with the dog, the trooper went to a corner
and pulled out four bedrolls and spred them out in a circle in the middle
of the large pen.  He then brought something over and placed it in the
center of the circle.  It was a round, stainless steel machine that had
four attachments on it and a brand name on the side.  "Surge Pulsator
Milking Machine".  He made some adjustments and put some sort of
lubrication into each of the teet holders and attached a glass collection
jar to it.  "We're going to have some fun tonight", he said with a smile.
Soon, Sandy and Ricky showed up.  Sandy had a male pony by the lead and
Ricky had two large male Australian Shepards on a leash.  The trooper took
four pieces of hay and broke one in half.  He then cupped them in his hand,
all showing equal length.  He instruced us to each choose one.  We all drew
and I came up with the short stick.  "You get fucked by Bud tonight", said
the trooper.  "Who's Bud?", I asked.  Sandy came forward and handed me the
lead to the male pony he brought along.  I could see that this small horse
was hung, yes, like a horse, but his dangling cock did seem a bit smaller
than a full-sized stallion.  "We'll need to prepare you for Bud", Sandy
said as he leaned down, stroking the horse's growing cock.  We all started
to undress, the two cowboys just stepped out of their jeans and left them
in a pile, while the trooper and I neatly hung our uniforms on the garment
rack he provided.  Ricky came to me with a jar of personal lubricant and
motioned that I should get down on the mat for him.  He had me get down on
my chest with my ass hiked up into the air.  He put a finger into my rectum
and gently circled my tight sphincter muscle with it.  I moaned with
delight as he added another finger, then another, and said "Relax, and
pretend you're trying to pass a large stool".  I did so, and he smoothly
and gently put his fingertips together and inserted his entire hand into my
throbbing butt hole.  He slowly drew it in and out, and with each insertion
it went in easier and easier.  "You're ready", he said.  Sandy brought Bud
over to my mat as I rolled over to let him get the animal centered.  "This
isn't like getting fucked by a dog, man", he said, "It's like you backing
up to a dildo you've suction cupped to the wall".  "But you ain't been
screwed anything like this before", added Ricky.  I crawled over to the
horse and positioned myself under it.  The boys made sure I had plenty of
lube and while one massaged it's nut sack, the other masterbated it's
thick, veiny cock to it's maximum stiffness.  I tilted my head down and
looked past my throbbing erection to see the horses now totally erect cock
nearly touching the floor behind me.  "OK, now slowly back up", Sandy
instructed.  He guided the horse's cock to my approaching asshole and I
stopped when I felt it touch my rosebud.  Sandy came around from behind the
horse and got down to my face level and whispered, "I've got you ready for
him, but it may still be uncomfortable at first because he's a thick
motherfucker".  I nodded and backed up slowly feeling the horse's cock head
start to spread my sphincter muscle.  It opened up wide, as if I were
passing a huge bowel movement, and as the head popped into me, I felt a
momentary stab of pain.  It quickly subsided and the horse cock began to
penetrate my insides.  I could feel every vein ripple as the cock slithered
passed my sphincter to bury itself in me.  I reached forward and grabbed
the horse's front legs to steady myslf as I controlled the penetration.  It
felt as though I had 10 or more inches inside me, so I stopped my backwards
motion and started to rythmiclly ride this meat log back and forth.  The
trooper stopped me momentarily and said, "Let's get you hooked up".  He
reached under me and grabbed a hold of my achingly erect penis.  He then
slipped the teet cup and it nearly fit all the way to my pubes.  He went
back to his mat, and I looked up to see Sandy and Ricky just getting
mounted by the two large Australian Shepards.  Both men were hooked up to
the miking machine as their doggy lovers started to penetrate their waiting
assholes.  The dogs each wrappe their large paws around their slim waists
and started savagly humping the two cowboys.  The boys were facing each
other so they frenched each other deeply as the dogs pounded away at their
man cunts.  The trooper hooked himself up to the machine and motioned for
Sarge to come over to him.  The dog's penis was nearly fully out of it's
sheath as he mounted his mate.  It took no time for Sarge to find his mark,
probably because he fucks the trooper on a regular basis and knows just how
and where to aim his tool.  The machine gently suckled each of us, seeming
to mimick the sucking action of a newborn calf.  This gentle sucking and
pulling action stimulates the flow of milk from the cow, and drives cowboys
and troopers (one real, one fake) wild!  The dogs were ramming their
bitches and I was controlling my mating with the horse.  I would rock
slowly back and forth to savor the moment, then I would speed up to imitate
what it must feel like when this horse has mounted a mare and was fucking
like nature intended.  When I would go faster, the horse seemed to react to
it.  It would twitch and try to thrust on it's own, but seemed content
mostly to let me do the work.  The boys were all moaning and one by one,
gave out a low "uhhh" when a dog's knot penetrated their tight holes.  It
looked as if all three were tied with their dog masters, when suddenly I
felt the horse shudder.  Immediately, I could feel my guts filling with
watery, hot horse semen as the pony unloaded into his mate.  I could feel
the force of  each ejaculation as it splashed against the sides of my
colon.  It wasn't unlike getting a hot, soapy enema.  The volume of the
horse's ejaculate was so great that the pressure made it leak past my
sphincter and run down my legs.  The idea of getting fucked by a horse and
feeling the hot cum filling my innards, not to mention the action of the
milking machine, was just too much for me to handle.  My orgasm welled up
inside me like a volcano and then I blew an unimaginable amount of semen
into the machine.  I counted at least 12 or more "ropes" of orgasm when
muscles contract and glands combine products to produce the slippery, white
semen that I love to ejaculate into my mouth when I masterbate.  Soon
afterwards, Ricky was the next one to cum.  I watched in fascination as my
semen filled the jar to a certain level, then the kid's cum amounts to
nearly double of what I produced.  The trooper was next and did a decent
job of filling the jar himself.  He held his hand behind to prevent Sarge
from tying with him, so he had Sarge dismount and came over to help unhook
me from the milking machine.  The two boys were tied with their mates so
each dog hopped off and was locked butt to butt with them.  "Well, what did
you think", asked the trooper.  I replied, "That was amazing; I've never
had a cock that big in my ass!".  "Present company accepted", I added with
a smile.  He smiled back and helped me disengage from the horse.  I slowly
drew forward, and felt some resistance when the horse's cock head met my
sphincter again.  I pushed, as if to pass a stool, and the head popped
through.  A geyser of watery cum spewed out of my ass once the horse and I
were no longer one.  The boys grimaced each time the dogs tried to move
away from them.  I could envision the large knots trying to sneek past
their tight sphincter muscles.  I watched the trooper remove the milker
from them and looked under to see that both boys were uncut.  Each had a
generous overhang of foreskin that made my mouth water.  I hoped I get the
chance to do each of them that night.  Soon the dog's knots deflated enough
for the boys to get free.  All the dogs immediately curled up after
cleaning themselves and went to sleep.  We four gathered around as the
trooper disconnected the collection jar from the machine and filled four
glasses with the milky, yellowish liquid he harvested from us with the
machine.  He handed each of us a glassfull and proposed a toast.  "Here's
to being a zoo!", he exclaimed.  "Here, here", we replied as we each downed
our cum cocktail.  I let my slowly slither down my throat, savoring every
drop.  I love the taste of my cum, but this mixture of four different seeds
was incredible.  We all laughed as we tried to guess who had what for
dinner, based on the various flavors.  We all agreed that Ricky's young cum
added to the volume and to the taste.  After talking for awhile, we had a
four-way fuckfest. Fucking and being fucked by Ricky was a treat.  He was a
former high school gymnast with a body to die for and a foreskin that I
could only dream about.  He and I met again after that night, and he
brought his white goat along for a ride.