Date: Tue, 18 Nov 2003 01:19:53 -0500
From: thomas jacobson <kiokomo2002@lycos.com>
Subject: getting started - chap. 3

This is the 3rd installment of my original story, which should by now be
known as "Adventures of my Youth".  I've been most pleased with the
feedback I've gotten from these tales of my past, and they, in fact,
actually give me more episodes to write about that I may have forgotten now
that I'm a little older and out of college.

I grew up in a nice middle class neighborhood down in the south.  We were
fortunate to have an old family farm that my grandparents grew up on that
was close to us, so I got to spend many weekends out there.  This, of
course, only fueled my sexual explorations as I grew up.  I could spend the
entire day gone and no one would worry where I was.

I didn't mind being alone on the farm, but I wasn't a loner.  I was
definitely painfully shy around the girls, but actually had a lot of
confidence which was noted by everyone, including teachers and adults.  I
wasn't a jock by any stretch, but spent more time working and earning a lot
of money while most of my friends played sports, thus ensuring my
reputation.

One of my best friends was actually the younger brother of a girl I dated
in high school for a while.  Both parents were in medicine, so they lived
in a nice home with a pool, where we spent a great deal of time getting
great tans after finishing work.  Though I wasn't really dating Lisa any
more, I was more than welcomed by their entire family, and even had a key
to their home to come and go as I pleased.  That has remained so even now
that we've all gone on past college.

Ricky was Lisa's nearest brother, a year younger than us.  Though quiet and
kind of shy around most people, he was a true athlete, and had excelled in
baseball since he was a kid.  He was also the kind of person that had such
great all-star looks, you almost wondered how he could have gotten such
good genes from such average parents.  He was taller than me, at about
5'10", weighed in at a lean 165 lbs. to my 150 lbs., and was built like a
rock.

We did all sorts of hard labor jobs that paid well, and eventually got into
remodeling houses, and pulled in great cash money when everyone else our
age was flipping burgers for minimum wage.  We bought nice trucks with the
money, and we liked to take lots of weekend trips to go camping or go out
to our family farm to fish and hunt.  Of course, if we didn't take along
one of my dogs, either Shasta or Buddy, we'd take along his, a big german
shephard named Huff.

Huff was definitely a guys dog.  They got him when Rick was 12, so he was
only about 3 or 4 (and intact) when we started running around.  He liked
the rough and tumble play, and Ricky's parents thought he would be good
security for us when we went on camping trips for the weekend (sort of like
the wolf from Dances with Wolves that always let Costner know somebody was
coming).  Unbeknownst to everyone in his family, I started playing with
Huff a little after I started with my own dogs.  I didn't have the guts to
do anything drastic, but I would jack him off every once in a while when I
had the opportunity.  Little wonder that he liked me so much when I stopped
by to visit.  He'd come running right up to me and bury his head in my
crotch, where I'd give him a real good scratching behind the ears.  After a
while, nobody thought anything of it.

Ricky and I were truly great friends, and if we weren't in school or
playing baseball, we were running together.  Naturally, we started drinking
together too when we'd head out of town on camping trips, which kind of
always helps to loosen the inhibitions and get us to talking and laughing
even more about the weeks events.

The trip that I remember most was during one fall, and we ended up having
an entire state park next to a lake to ourselves.  After we finished
fishing, we'd head back to camp and grill up some food and fry the fish.
We had this bottle of rum we thought we'd try, and naturally we got pretty
trashed on rum and Cokes.  We were both shirtless and in jeans, and were
sitting around laughing and telling all sorts of stories while Huff was
just sitting and watching us.  He was almost like one of those dog statues
you see, sitting perfectly straight up, almost like he was on guard duty.

After a particularly hysterical story, we were literally rolling on the
ground.  Maybe he was wondering what was going on, but Huff came trotting
up to us (actually me), and buried his head in my crotch again so I would
scratch him and play with him.  Well Ricky thought this was great, and
actually blurted out that he thought Huff wanted a piece of me.

I can't tell you how my heart started racing.  While I always admired Ricky
for his athletic ability and physique (and he was hung too), this was not
something I was planning on.  I was trying to laugh it off and ignore his
comment, and laid back on my back with my hands behind my head when Huff
started licking my belly button.  Well, this was actually very erotic, and
I started to spring some wood, and I'm pretty sure Ricky noticed it.  Then
Huff kind of got over me and started to do some air humping like he had
mounted me, or sure wanted to.

Well this really got Ricky to laughing.  Then he actually said that maybe I
ought to let him have some since he wanted it so bad.  Call it timing.
Call it fate.  Call it whatever you want to.  Thank god we were drunk so I
could explain it away.  But I said he have to come and get it, and (how I
ever did this I don't know) I stripped out of my jeans.

Well, man, I've got to tell you, he did come and get it, and he found it
too.  He jumped right on up on my back and wrapped those legs around my
waist like I was about to get away from him.  I couldn't believe I had done
this, and obviously neither had Ricky.  But when I looked up again at him
after getting mounted from behind, he had stripped out of his jeans and was
pounding away on his 7"+ cock.  He was breathing harder than I was, and
barely stammered out this was the hottest thing that he had ever seen.  He
just kept saying "Oh shit, that is so hot.  Oh shit, that is so hot"!

Wow!  I couldn't believe what was happening and what I was doing.  Huff had
hit his mark, and was starting to seriously pound away on me.  My eyes were
starting to bug out and I said I couldn't believe I had done this.
Fortunately I was leaning forward so much, that Huff hadn't been able to
bury his cock in me to the hilt yet, though God knows he was trying to
practically climb in me.  All this was driving Ricky insane, and he did
something I couldn't believe he would do.

He jumped up and came over to us.  He wanted to get the ultimate close up
of the action on my ass, seeing Huff pound away on me like he had never
seen before, our balls slapping together.  But then he kneeled down in
front of me and stuffed his cock in my face and grabbed me around the head.
Huff didn't give a damn as he was gettin' some, and he was panting and
drooling on the side of my head.  And Ricky took that great big cock of
his, which I had never seen hard (never seen anyone's hard besides mine),
and said I just had to suck him off.

Never in my wildest imagination did I ever think this would come about.  I
had admired and envied Ricky's sculpted body for some time, always stealing
glances at that long soft cock after we'd get out of the pool and change.
I was in good shape, but he is the stuff dreams are made of.  Here was my
friend asking me to do the unthinkable (to me anyway).

Well, I was leaning forward and Huff was driving into me like mad, and I
took that hard rod into my mouth, almost pistoning up and down on his shaft
to the same pace as I was getting rammed.  Ricky just started moaning and
running his fingers through my hair with one hand, with his other hand on
Huffs back, just taking it all in, in the sex filled craze that came
together by pure chance.

It didn't take long for us to pretty much erupt in come.  Rick told me
before he came, and I just pulled away from Huff, who hadn't yet tied with
me (though he was trying hard to).  I dropped completely to the ground and
pushed him back on his arms and started licking on his shaft and balls.  He
was in ecstacy as he shot all over his perfect chest.

Huff, while disappointed for sure, was still humping air while I rolled
over on my back and started hammering away again on my own cock (I actually
think I came 2 or 3 times worth I was shooting so much).  Ricky was in a
haze, but to his credit and my luck, reached over and started massaging my
shaft and balls until I was also completely spent.  And as I had been so
fortunate to have happen in the past, Huff came over to both of us and
started licking us clean.  I think Rick was most amazed by the way all this
had happened so fast, and he was actually getting hard again from Huffs
attention.

We were both breathless from all this, and started to laugh all over again
at getting hard again from having a dog lick on us.  This was so
spontaneous it was unbelievable.  Rick admitted as we cooled off that he
had let Huff lick on his cock before, but he had never come.  I didn't want
him to think that this was a regular thing for me either (though it was),
so I pretty much told him the same thing had happened with my 2 dogs, but
it had always been in the back of my mind what it would really feel like.

You know, it was strange that an event like that didn't take our friendship
to any new levels.  It was just sort of a one night only thing.  Ricky and
I were still great friends, and we were sure as hell a lot more comfortable
in the nude around each other.  We'd still share a bed while we were on the
road, and every once in a while I'd almost sort of end up in his arms, and
I could feel that nightly wood that most of us sleep with next to me.  I
can't tell you why that I didn't dare take it there again, unless Ricky
made the move first, and he never did.  As a matter of fact, we hardly ever
talked about it again.  He found a new girlfriend almost immediately, as
did I, maybe to deny to ourselves that we had ever been together.

But what a night that was.

So, if you liked this adventure, write and let me know.  There are more
stories to share.