Date: Sat, 20 Nov 2004 09:21:52 +0000
From: Rebel 101 <rebel777@hotmail.com>
Subject: Caught With Shadow  Chapter 1 (M/t/beast, mast, oral, anal)

Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between a
young male and his dog, and an older male.  If material of this nature
offends you, then you should not read this story.  Additionally, if you are
under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story
by law.

This story is purely a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to persons living
or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental.
Additionally, the actions of the characters in this story are in no way
intended to show approval of, or give sanction to, their actions.  The
original idea came from an old story posted on a newsgroup I found back in
1998, written by Paul Haakonsen.  I have been unable to contact him from the
address I had listed, so I apologize sincerely to Mr. Haakonsen if he ever
reads this and recognizes his ideas.

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publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it
has been posted, without the consent of the author.

This is my first submission to Nifty Archives.  I have written other
stories, but I have never submitted them anywhere.  Positive comments are
always welcome and you may e-mail them to Rebel777@hotmail.com.

Caught with Shadow
By Rebel

Chapter 1 -- A Chance Encounter

Blaine was still in his boxers, vegging out in front of the TV.  After
calling the office and letting them know that he was still alive, it had
been a quiet afternoon with nothing demanding his immediate attention.  He
was watching some comedy that was rather boring, but it was the best thing
on the screen right now.  He got up and went to the kitchen, opened the
fridge, and grabbed a beer.  Opening the beer, he gulped down about half of
it.  God, how he needed that, so cold, so refreshing.

After looking out through the kitchen window, Blaine went back to the living
room, fell back into his chair, and gulped down more beer.  His eyes were on
the TV, but he wasn't really watching it, his thoughts were on his recent
trip to Germany.  It had been his first trip to Europe, but certainly not
the last.  His business was expanding by leaps and bounds and he knew he'd
be going back often.

Yesterday he had come home from Germany and he was happy to be back.  It had
been a difficult three weeks, and all of the delays and "security checks"
that were demanded nowadays, didn't make the trip any easier.  His thoughts
glided back to the screen.  He reached for the remote, turning it off and
wondering what to do next.  Still suffering the effects of jet lag, he
decided to go outside for a little walk.  Although he'd lived here for
several months now, he hadn't been around the neighborhood much.  He dragged
his butt off to his bedroom and finally got some clothes on.  He was used to
a faster pace, but the 12-hour difference in time zones had really screwed
up his internal clock.

He closed the door shut behind him, and looked around.  It was getting dark,
but the streetlights lit up most of the street.  He started heading down the
street, not with any destination in mind, just enjoying the cooler evening
air as he walked.  He started thinking about his life, where he was going,
and what he was doing.  On the other side of the street he saw a couple
walking hand in hand, laughing.  Blaine smiled as his thoughts went back to
Cindy, his ex.  How he missed her, but they had finally called it quits when
she had the opportunity to move to Chicago.  It had been an amenable
parting; they just had grown in different directions.  Although he had lived
here a while, he usually just left his house, drove the block or so to the
main street, and went to his office.  He had never spent much time exploring
the subdivision where he lived.

He had been ambling along for half an hour or so, when some strange noises
caught his attention.  He looked around... nothing!  He was all alone on the
street, a tall wooden fence on his left side, and the road on his right.
This was an upper middle class neighborhood with sidewalks around the nice
homes and streetlights on every corner.  There it was again, that strangely
familiar noise.  He heard moans and low murmurings, and was sure that it
sounded like someone having sex.  This peaked his curiosity and he had to
know for sure, had to investigate what it was.  He stood perfectly still,
waiting to hear the sound again, his heart beating faster.  Again, he heard
it, and now he was sure, it was definitely the sounds of sex.  He could hear
moaning.  It sounded like it came from behind the fence.  Damn, it was too
high for him to peek over.  He had to get around it.

Exactly just what was going on here?  Blaine was curious.  He felt a tingle
run through his body.  He followed the fence toward the rear of the corner
lot, coming to a part that jogged in and was covered in shadows where he
could actually get through.  There were a couple of boards missing and some
high bushes on the other side.  He squatted down in the shadows, peeking
through the fence.  What he saw made him hold his breath.  He couldn't
believe his eyes.  A boy was sitting next to a big dog, probably a Labrador,
and the boy was bobbing his head back and forth.  `Shit, he's sucking the
dog's cock,' Blaine thought.  He had heard about this before, but had never
seen it.  This was unbelievable, a boy giving head to a dog right here in
the middle of the neighborhood.  Now he'd seen everything.

Could this be for real?  Blaine rubbed his eyes, but the image of the boy
sucking off the dog didn't go away.  He eased himself through the boards and
squatted in the bushes inside the back yard.  Blaine's hand went down to his
crotch, and started rubbing his cock through his jeans.  Gradually his cock
grew harder and harder.  Blaine wished that he could be closer to this, but
he didn't dare to even try to close in on the boy.  So he crouched in the
shadows watching the boy perform his oral act on the dog.  Blaine noticed
that the dog stood there panting, obviously he liked it.  He unzipped his
jeans and took his cock out into the cool evening air.  His hand closed
around the semi-hard shaft and started stroking it.  Watching the boy and
the dog was arousing Blaine more and more.

He saw the boy stop and get to his feet.  Blaine thought that the show was
over, but then the boy started to undress.  His pants and underwear came
off, slipping past his bare feet and dropping to the ground, until he stood
half-naked before the dog.  Blaine could see that he was about 14 or 15, and
was well into puberty, his 6-inch cock sticking straight out in front of
him.  Then he got down on the grass again, took the cock back into his
mouth, and continued sucking it.  Blaine studied every detail of the boy's
young, firm body in the sparse light from the moon and the street.  The boy
was well built, and Blaine actually found him attractive, which really
startled him.  He had never been attracted to men or boys before; why now?
What was happening to him?

How he wished he were right up there with the couple, bobbing on the boy's
cock while the boy was sucking on the dog's cock.  He could easily make his
thought come true, but he didn't have enough courage to just walk up there
and do it.

Ready to cum, Blaine stopped stroking his cock and just sat there enjoying
watching the couple.  Blaine's cock was rock-hard and the head moist with
pre-cum.  Then the boy did something Blaine hadn't expected; he positioned
himself on all fours, his ass facing the dog.  Talk about being ready to
fuck doggy-style!  The dog obviously needed little encouragement; he mounted
the boy already humping his ass.  Now he understood why the boy had left his
flannel shirt on.

Blaine saw the boy reach back and grab hold of the cock, guiding it up his
hole.  The dog started humping his ass, and Blaine could hear the boy moan
even higher.  Blaine wanted to cum right there, and now the sight was too
much.  Never before had he seen an image so erotic, so arousing.  He used to
think that facial cum-shot pictures were the most erotic and arousing, but
this surpassed it way more!  The dog kept on humping and humping.  Blaine
thought that with the speed he was fucking the boy, it had to hurt the boy
somehow.

It was too much for Blaine to stand.  He tried as quietly as he could to
sneak up behind the couple.  The dog turned his head and looked at him, but
made no noise.  The boy hadn't noticed him.  "What are you doing?" Blaine
asked.  The boy turned his head in surprise.  A look of despair and
humiliation went over his pretty face.  He tried to shove the dog off his
back, but with no luck.  The dog kept on fucking his ass.  "That really
looks great!  I bet you like being fucked in the ass by this horny dog,
don't you?" Blaine said with a smile.  There was no response from the kid,
just more struggling to get the dog off.  "You do like it, don't you,"
Blaine said again, his voice growing hoarse.  The boy nodded.

Sitting down next to him, Blaine reached under and took hold of the boy's
hard cock, starting to stroke it.  The boy looked at him, his face flushed
red, and he looked away from Blaine.  His cute little ass was being fucked
hard by the dog.  Blaine tried to match his stroking with the dog's
thrusting.  God, how wonderful his uncircumsized cock felt in his hand.
This was the first cock, besides his own, that he had had in his hand since
junior high school when he and his buddies used to jack each other off.  For
some strange reason, he really wanted to be here; he wanted to be stroking
this boy's cock.  He realized that he wanted so much to suck it, feel the
massive rod inside his mouth.

Then Blaine did something he thought he'd never ever do again.  He got down
under the kid, his back on the grass and his face directly beneath the hard
cock.  He saw the dog's balls banging against the boy's ass.  How wonderful.
As he lifted his head to the boy's cock, a large drop of pre-cum dropped
from the cock foreskin, cascading down on his lips.  It was warm and creamy.
Blaine licked his lips and felt the pre-cum on his tongue.  Eagerly, his
mouth went around the cockhead, and he started sucking on the head and
reaming the foreskin like there was no tomorrow.  He started easing up and
down on the shaft and found that he liked it, then his mouth started going
furiously up and down the hard shaft.  Blaine's own cock was about to burst,
it had never been this hard before.  He reached down and started stroking
it; he wanted to cum, he needed to cum.

It didn't take long before the boy whimpered, "Oh god, I...I'm about to
cum... cum...oh yes..."  Blaine stopped, and just kissed the purple head,
his tongue running teasingly around the engorged head.  "Make me cum..." the
boy pleaded.  Blaine just smiled and kissed up the hard shaft, gently
licking his balls.  He stopped stroking his own cock as he felt the surge
from his balls.  He didn't want to cum just yet.  He crawled out from
beneath the boy and went behind the dog, lying down between his hind legs.
He watched how the balls rocked back and forth in the rhythm of the fucking.
He reached up and gently started to caress the dog's ballsac.

Then he heard the boy moan out loud, his voice hoarse and breathless.
"GOD...he's cumming up my ass."  Blaine got back up on his feet and stood
above them both, watching the dog unload his warm cum up in the boy's ass.
The boy seemed to be in ecstasy; he was thrashing all about, his ass
grinding hard against the dog.  Even the dog seemed to enjoy it.  Then the
boy rolled over, making the dog slide out of him.  "God, he nearly got his
knot up my ass," he said, trying to catch his breath.  Blaine had no idea
what he was talking about.  He grabbed the boy by the shoulders and lifted
him up, making him sit just in front of his hard cock.

Needing no encouragement, the boy took Blaine's cut cock into his mouth, his
tongue playing with the head, slowly swirling up the shaft.  He started
bobbing his head back and forth, sucking the cock deeper into his mouth.  He
got the entire 8 inches into his mouth, the cock sliding down the boy's
throat.  This boy sure knew how to suck cock.  Blaine could feel the cum
starting to boil up from his heavy balls.  With a grunt, Blaine shot his cum
into the kid's mouth.  He pushed his cock down his throat, and pressed his
face into his crotch, shooting the cum down the boy's throat, without the
boy even having a chance to swallow.  The orgasm rocked through his body,
making him almost fall backwards; this was truly a great experience.  Blaine
pulled his cock out and he saw the boy gulp down the remaining cum, then his
tongue snaked out to his cockhead, cleaning it.

Stepping back and putting his drained cock back into the jeans, Blaine
looked at the boy.  A thin trail of cum had leaked from his mouth, and had
left a trail down his chin.  The boy was still on his knees, stroking his
cock furiously.  Blaine smiled, he liked seeing this kid stroke his own
cock.  He wanted to suck off the boy, but at the same time he didn't want
to, he wanted to tease him, make him cum by his own hand.  Blaine opened his
mouth to speak.

Then without warning, the kid came.  His cock spewed a thick jet of white
cum, spraying almost two feet.  The jet was followed by three more thick
jets, and then the rest of his cum trickled out of the head.  The kid was
moaning and squeezing his balls hard while he was cumming.  He then raised
his hand to his mouth and licked off his own cum.  That was something Blaine
had never done, he had never tasted his own cum; he always found it too
kinky.  `Maybe I should try tasting my own cum someday?' he thought.

Only the boy's panting could be heard while Blaine stood there in his own
thoughts.  Blaine was brought back to reality when the boy reached for his
jeans.  Blaine looked down at him.  The boy was squatting now, his other
hand down under his ass, and then he brought it up for Blaine to see.  A
small puddle of dog cum was in his hand.  He brought it to his own mouth and
gulped down the cum, licking his lips, and then putting his hand down to his
ass once again.  "Want a taste?" he asked Blaine.

In an instant, Blaine panicked.  Running out of there, Blaine left the boy
behind.  So many things were racing through his mind.  Had anyone seen him
do this?  What would his friends say?  Was he a pervert for doing this?  He
needed to get away, needed some time alone to sort out things.  He didn't
stop running until he was home, which remarkably was only a couple of blocks
away.  Locking the door behind him, he fell back against the door, sliding
down to the floor.  He brought his knees to his chest and sat there all
alone, thinking about what had just happened.  Maybe he had finally found
himself?

He had never done anything with a guy before, let alone a young teen.  Well,
he did get semi-hard in gym class when he was in junior high and high
school, but that was just guys comparing each other -- wasn't it?  Then he
remembered the first time he was shown how to jack off.  His neighbor,
Donnie, was about three months older than he was, and they had compared
sizes often, usually as just a game of `you show me yours, and I'll show you
mine'.  One time Donnie reached over and stroked on his hard cock.  The
feelings were wonderful, but he had no idea what was happening.  When Blaine
asked, Donnie just said, "It's something I learned from the other kids at
school.  It feels good doesn't it?"  Blaine had to agree and let him
continue, but he was so overwhelmed, he didn't take hold of Donnie in
return.  He just stood there enjoying the feelings.

After a few minutes of stroking, Blaine felt things change in his belly.  He
got nervous and tried to pull back, but Donnie said, "Just keep going.
Trust me; it'll feel great in just a minute," so Blaine let him continue.
Donnie was right; it did feel better very soon.  Blaine felt his entire body
shake and convulse, with a warm feeling of fireworks going off inside.  He
kinda collapsed next to Donnie while Donnie slowed his stroking, and finally
stopped.  Donnie looked up at him and said, "That was great wasn't it?"

"Damn!  It sure was.  That was the best feeling I've ever had.  What
Happened?"  Donnie proceeded to tell Blaine that he was `jacking him off'
and the feeling was called `cumming'.

"And when we get older, we can shoot sperms, like they taught us in health
class," Donnie told him.  The next day, Donnie talked Blaine into stroking
his cock for him.  It was a wild time for Blaine as he felt his best
friend's hard cock, and the pulsing of it at the end.  After that first
time, they did it almost every day, and even tried sucking each other a few
times, until Donnie moved away a few months later.  After that, Blaine was
hooked on jacking off, like every other boy in the world, but he never
thought about finding someone else to do it with.  After all, that would be
`queer'.  He did engage in mutual jack-offs, but that was all.

Remembering all these happenings, he started to wonder about a LOT of things
about his life.  Tonight really was an eye-opener for him.  He couldn't
remember ever being so turned on and so hard, or shooting such an ecstatic
orgasm in his life.

Blaine dragged himself up from the floor and headed for his bedroom,
undressed, and got into bed.  He had a lot of troubling thoughts and knew he
needed to change things in his life.  He couldn't get the images of the boy
and his dog out of his mind.  The entire experience had made Blaine open his
eyes to a whole new world.  He had seen things that made him want to try
them, seen things that aroused him beyond anything he'd ever tried before.
All he needed to do now was find a way to try these things more often.
Maybe the boy and his dog would be there in the daytime...

To Be Continued...