Date: Thu, 4 Sep 2008 22:48:12 -0700
From: J M <rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com>
Subject: CANINE UNIT 5

Canine Unit 5
by Rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com


Trooper had the weekend off so Sarge was bunking with his folks; the dog
would be spoiled rotten when he returned to work.  I drove my Hummer H3 out
to Danny's dad's river cabin for the rendezvous we planned with the kid and
his dog.  When he told us it was secluded, he wasn't joking.  We traveled
for what seemed like an eternity down a poorly maintained gravel road.  The
recent rains made it a sloppy mess, but the Hummer handled it as if to the
manor born.

I drove the rugged road while Trooper looked out the window rather
introspectively.  Between potholes I turned to him and asked, "Why so
quiet?".  He answered in a sultry tone, "I'm so glad I met you on that
stretch of highway.........and boy, am I glad you got rid of that crappy
car!".  We laughed, then he added, "All kidding aside, you're the best
thing that's happened to Sarge and me".  He had on a pair of O.D. green
cargo shorts and a green A-shirt, with black combat boots and a camo US
Marines cap.  His tanned, muscular arms, capped with massive deltoids, and
traps so huge he hardly had a neck, glistened in the sunlight that streamed
through the windshield.  "I feel the same way about you", I
replied. "You've shown me things I'd never dreamt I could experience", and
did I mention you're so friggin' hot?".  He just smiled at me, leaned over
and squeezed my throbbing cock.  I had on camo cargo pants, a tan muscle
shirt, and dark aviator sunglasses.  We looked like a couple of
paramilitary operatives traveling down this Level B road on our way to
sabotage something.  It was a cool fantasy, so we actually made up a story
and took turns narrating it to ourselves as the mud flew from under the
wheels of the speeding Hummer.

Just as the story evolved to the point where we were pulling up to Ceasar
Chavez' compound in Venezuela, prepared to set the dynamite charges,
Danny's cabin came into view.  "Crap.......I wanted to blow that fucker
up!", the Trooper exclaimed.  "That'll have to wait for the ride home",
said I.  The small wooden cabin sat right on the Cedar River and smoke rose
up out of a stone chimney, making lazy curls in the sky.  As we pulled up,
Danny opened the door and stood in the doorway, dressed in a buckskin
loincloth, with a Bowie knife in a holster hung around his
waist............that was it!  His massive bodybuilder body was stark naked
except for that tiny piece of cloth.  We both looked at each other with our
jaws agape, drinking in the site of this young Tarzan with the buzzed and
spiked blonde hair.  "Oh, my God!..........look at him!", I said to Trooper
as I grabbed his left bicep with my right hand and squeezed it.  "Holy
Fuck!", was all he could say.

Danny just stood there, relishing the shock factor for a few moments, then
he spoke.  "What's the matter?  Haven't you ever seen a guy dressed like
Tarzan before?.  We both hopped out of the Hummer and ran around to the
front of the vehicle. Danny ran up to meet us in a group hug in front of
the chrome grill.  We hoisted him up in the air, grabbing his tight ass and
alternately french kissed him.  "God, I missed you guys!........it's been
too fucking long", he exclaimed.

After we put him down, I asked, "What's with the Tarzan thing Danny?".
"It's a fantasy of mine that I act out when I'm up here........there's no
one around for miles so I get to run around in the woods and pretend I'm
the Ape Man".  "I've sat up in a tree and jerked off a million times in
this get up", he explained.  We could see his youthful erection testing the
limits of that skimpy loincloth.  Just then, a beefy pure bred Rottweiller
slowly strolled out of the cabin door, stopped and stretched as if he just
awoke from a nap. "This is Otto", Danny said as the dog parked himself
directly under Danny's left hand.  Danny leaned down and patted the pooch
on the head, then turned to walk back to the cabin.  As they turned, we
both spotted Otto's enormous testicles, swinging heavily between his hind
legs.  "Wow, that dog has some balls!", I exclaimed.  Danny quickly
responded, "Wait 'till you see his cock!".  We both looked at each other
and smiled as we followed Danny into the cabin.

You could tell it was built by hand a long time ago.  It was one large room
with a large cast iron stove, stone fireplace, a sink with a hand pump, and
two bunk beds.  Trooper chimed in, "Where's the can?".  Danny just smiled
and said, "It's outside.........an outhouse", then he burst out laughing.
We both tackled him at the same time and threw him down on the bear rug.
Otto was curled up in the corner and could care less.  We wrestled with
him, slipped off his loincloth, and released his stiff cock from it's
confines.  I tongued him deeply as I stroked his cock.  Trooper hiked
Danny's legs up and started rimming his tight rosebud.  Danny moaned in
extasy as his two butch friends worked him over.  "Fuck me......fuck me",
he cried.  Trooper had his shorts off in a blink, reached up and grabbed
some ID Glide from the table, and lubed Danny's throbbing hole.  We're all
clean, so he went in bareback.  Danny grabbed his legs and pulled them to
his chest as he continued to french kiss me.  Trooper guided his knob
towards Danny's hole and gently plunged it into our Tarzan.  Danny rested
his legs on Trooper's powerful shoulders and yelled, "Fuck.....yes!".

I came up for air to find Otto sniffing my ear.  I looked down and could
see his red rocket poking out of his sheath.  Danny stammered as Trooper
plowed his ass ring...."Gggg go for it......Ottt Otto will fuck you hard".
Trooper was fucking him so hard, the kid could barely speak.  I pulled off
my pants, lubed up my ass and assumed the position.  Otto slowly walked
around, sniffing me.  He stuck his head under my belly and licked my woody
as I waited for him to work his way around to my waiting hole.  The dog was
massive........all muscle.  He seemed to lumber rather than walk, but like
the typical junkyard dog, I imagined he'd be hard to outrun.

He finally found his way to my rear, and seemed to stop to check out what
was happening to his master.  Trooper was furiously fucking our host, and
Danny seemed to be in a mating frenzy.  Suddenly, Otto mounted me, and
locked his legs around my waist, tighter than Sarge ever did.  This dog was
locking onto me, so if I ever had any thoughts of disengaging........it
wasn't going to happen.  He wasn't even inside me and I was trapped.  "Go
for it, boy", I said to the dog.  He lurched forward and started thrusting.
I could feel his cock poking at my hole, so I adjusted my hips and he dove
in.  His doggie cock easily slid into my willing asshole.  It was thick and
getting thicker as his thrusting increased.  This seemingly lazy dog turned
into a fucking machine.  I could feel him swelling inside me as his saliva
dribbled down the back of my neck.  His hot breath was coming at me like a
steam engine as he feverishly pumped his bitch.  A dog in the midst of
mating becomes a type of machine.  He's programmed to inseminate the bitch,
and not let loose of her until the deed is done.  It's Nature's way of
assuring conception.  There's no pleasure involved here, at least not for
Otto..........to him it was what he was supposed to do.  For me.......it
was a naughty, sexy, forbidden act.

I could hear Trooper's gutteral howl as he unloaded inside of Danny.  He
collapsed on top of his bitch and after a few moments, Danny said, "Okay,
my turn".  He rolled Trooper off of him and reached for the lube.  Trooper
turned over and assumed the doggie position for Danny, as Danny liberally
lubed his butt hole.  Trooper was kneeling alongside me, getting ready to
take it up the ass, as Otto continued to plow me, burying his knot within
me.  He was completely tied with me, filling my hole with his huge knot,
and dumping millions of sperm inside my rectum.  He then turned, hopped
off, and stood there butt to butt, tied with his willing bitch and
continuing to impregnate.

Danny slowly guided his youthful dick into Troopers well used hole.
Trooper was resting on his forearms as the kid took him.  "Uhhhhhh, he
moaned as Tarzan buried his Apeman dick inside his homosapien lover.  "Take
it Cheeta, take it!", he yelled as he humped away at his guest.  You could
tell he was reenacting a fantasy with Trooper.  At one point, Trooper made
monkey sounds to get the kid off.

Otto's knot began to shrink, so I gently pulled away and allowed him to
slip out.  A torrent of dog cum spewed out of my gaping hole and gushed
onto the rug.  At that very moment, Tarzan couldn't hold it any longer, so
he let out his best Johnny Weissmuller Tarzan call as he blew his load into
Trooper.  Trooper collapsed onto the rug alongside me, and Danny rolled
between us.  There we were, Trooper and me on our bellies, exhausted with
our assholes throbbing, and Danny between us, lying on his back and
thumping his chest like a Silverback Gorilla after he fucked half his
harem.  "OO-OO-OO-OO-OO!!!", he yelled as he pounded his massive chest.
Trooper grabbed a pillow and put it over his head to put the Gorilla out of
his misery.  We all started to laugh as we grabbed at each other, wrestling
there on the cum soaked bear rug.

We spent the evening on that rug in front of the fireplace, alternately
sucking and fucking each other.  Otto had his turn with everyone and proved
that he had the stamina to repopulate the canine world if need be.  The
next day, we all donned loincloths and helped Danny live his fantasy out in
the forest, with plenty of buttfucking and blowjobs to go around.  Otto
chased rabbits.



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