Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2007 15:10:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bryan M <farmlandbb@yahoo.com>
Subject: Getting Watched - 5

Its July.  So its really hot and humid at night, here at home. Really
really hot.  Humid like a mother fuck, too.  No real wind tonight.  Like
a sauna.  So I am only wearing a pair of shorts and some chucks.  And my
baseball hat.  I have a day pack with some lube,  some long socks,
a real dildo and some chapstick.  I am sweating even though its dark cuz
its 1:00 in the morning, but even at 1:00, it is over 90. But I am also
sweating cuz I am real, real nervous.

I am back at the park where about a year and a half ago I let my dog fuck
me in the observation tower by the lake.  Got him with me tonight and he
is gonna make me a happy guy, if I'm lucky.  Bang my bum and bang it
good.  Having Hooker fuk me is definitely on the agenda.  We have edged
down the trail from the roadside pull out that runs towards the lake.  I
stop, look at my watch, then take it off and put it in the back pack.
This is where I come to put out for my dog when there is no place at
home.

You'd think that wanting to be humped by my dog was perverse enough, but
I am more perverse than that, unfortunately.  Last time I was here to
take it from Hooker, it was winter, it was sorta cold, there was no
one camping at the lake, and not so much real chance of getting caught.
Now it is summer, it is really hot, there are a lot of people camping
across the lake, some of them are clearly still up and have camp fires.
So there is a chance that I will be discovered giving it up to my German
Shepherd by people who are out hiking late. And that would be not good at
all. Doubt they would admire my lusty nature, even if they thought my
legs, ass, abs, and pecs were okay.

Or they are making out with their boyfriend or girl friend. So they could
be over here to avoid an audience, just like me when I am with my
boyfriend. After all, I have been here several times already this summer,
but always with my boyfriend - when he could get down for the weekend.
We did have a hot time, got totally bare ass and went all the way
as often as we could. But once or twice it was clear that other people
were sexing not all that far away.  With a guy, specially a handsome one,
getting caught could be really embarrassing, and maybe dangerous, but
with a dog, I don't even want to think. Specially since I don't REALLY
want to get caught, so I am not actually strolling over to the camp
ground naked, dropping to all fours, and starting to get Hook all
excited. I just want to be a nice piece of ass, and I want to be that
NOW.

 I am across the lake, I am going to be up in the observation tower, and
I should be out of sight behind the railings.  But the lake isn't all
that big, so I can't be yelping and whimpering like a baby as Hooker does
the deed and stuffs me royal.

I guess I am doing this cuz I am kinda of an exhibitionist, and because
it seems so damm hot to get dog fucked looking out over a lake towards a
bunch of people who don't even know what is going down in the tower a few
hundred feet away. So I will be putting on a show, but only for people
who don't even know it is going on, and can't see it.  But partly I am
just doing it cuz I am horny and needing it bad.

 Still it is crazy dangerous.  But I don't have the courage to put my
pictures on the web at Beast Forum, the way some guys do.  That is so
absolutely hot, so hot I get even harder just thinking about it standing
here by the lake, under the trees.  Oh, Mr. Nebraska Coonhound, would I
have loved to see you in action!!!!!!!!!!!  Right there urging you on.
Then have you watch while I gave it up for another of your coonhounds, or
for Hooker.  Or for you, your coonhound, then maybe Hooker if I could
handle 2 dogs after a dude.  I get restless.  Something needs to be done,
here.  Now. Needs to be done cuz it has been 3 weeks since my BF has been
here, so 3 weeks since anybody but Hooker or my hand was my friend.  And
since we have relatives in from all over, for the last 11 days I haven't
been able to find a quiet spot to let Hook have his way.

I plan strategy.  Better to walk quietly over in the shadows of the trees
and climb up like a burglar?  Jog confidently up and climb quickly, get
down to business immediately and hope no one decides to investigate in
time to make it around while I am still tied after being made by Hook?  I
mean, they are right across the lake, but it is a long hike around to get
from there to here, and it isn't a boating lake, so they would probably
have to walk or jog.

I decide quiet and stealthy.  Probably too bad that I am relatively naked
already, cuz I have skin that shows up in the dark - I am not too tan,
just a little, so I am whiter than some. But I didn't bring any other
clothes and my hormones are in control, I am gonna do this.

Slowly I walk along the line of trees until I am just opposite the
tower.  Fortunately there is a shadow of a tree that will get me most of
the way there.  I tell Hooker to be quiet.  We move quietly, slowly, and
carefully toward the tower.  I listen to see if I can hear ANYTHING at
all nearby.  Some rustling in the bushes, but whatever is doing it is
small.  Not a human.

We get to the tower.  Still no sign of anyone.  I creep up the stairs,
but Hooker goes bounding up.  Get to the top of the tower.  Look out over
the lake.  Still people up.

Here goes.  I slip of my shorts, shoes, and hat.  I am naked as the day I
was born.  I whisper "here boy" to Hook.  He pads over.

 "Lets have us a real good time, Hook. Okay?  When you came home with us
the first time you didn't realize that you weren't getting an owner, you
were getting your own private boyfriend, did ya?"

"but tonight I'm your fuk boy, so do me and do me proud, fella"

 I start frenching with him, licking his tongue and letting him lick
mine.  He licks my cheek.  I am sweaty and salty and he likes that. I am
also hard and leaking pre-cum.  While we french I reach into the pack and
start lubing myself.  When I have so much lub in I can feel it between my
cheeks I lie back and shove the dildo up my hole.  For Hooker and a
fasty, its best to be stretched to perfection.

Then I arch my back and thrust hips and my cock into Hooker's face.  I
can feel the dildo way up there.  Stiff alright.

"have yourself a lick, boy, have yourself a good lick.  Swipe the whole
fuckn thing, okay?"

Hooker likes licking cock.  Long, sand papery licks.  I whimper and am so
horny I can't keep my hips up anymore, so I drop back. But now that
Hooker is on the job, there no need for commands - he follows me down and
licks up a storm.  I am getting so damm horny.  Want it, want it, want
it.  But this needs to be kinda fast.  I have been listening with half an
ear for approaching people. None that I can hear.  So I roll over, swing
around, and put my head between Hook's back legs.  He was already
emerging cuz he has done me before, and knows my needs and his.  He gets
hard and I suck vigorously.  Thrust my head forward, feel the cum
drooling out of my mouth and down my chin. Tighten my lips and lick away.

But this has to be quick.  I pull away and reach behind.  Out with
the 'do, now for the real event.  I  rotate so my ass is facing him, arch
my back and say "oxidation reaction".  I learned this type of reaction
from a reading in Organic Chemistry and I figure nobody will ever say it
in real life.  Unless I take Hooker to my Chemistry class on the wrong
day, then I am screwed both ways.

Hooker knows that OR means  more or less "fuk me now, damm it" and
usually he does.  But this time he decides to lick my ass.

"Come on boy, take me, take me, Oxidation Reaction, Oxidation Reaction".

He ignores me and continues licking.  Normally licking my ass
crack drives me crazy.  Now it is driving me crazy with nervousness.
I scoot backwards on all fours until my butt is pushing his chest.

"you know how you like it, Hook, and you know how I like it".  Maybe its
because I am whispering that he has ignored me.  Or maybe because I am
whimpering and pleading with total lust and real fear. This was a bad
idea, but its kinda too late to back out now.

I raise my voice a little and say firmly "oxidation reaction, NOW".

Finally he mounts, I guide him in, and he goes to town.  I look out over
the lake - there is a half moon, so I can see pretty clearly.  I can hear
people laughing and talking.  Shouldn't they be in bed?  Aren't there
camp rules? But I don't pay too much attention.  Normally it is a really
good thing that Hook takes longer than your average pooch to screw the
boy. But tonight it would probably be better if it was slam, bam, thank
you human.  But he takes his regular longer time.  I am getting fukked
good, and if an army was rolling up on Harley Davidsons I probably
wouldn't hear them, cuz this is not a bad fuck at all. So I am not paying
attention to much besides my ass.   Then he swings around and we topple
over.

This is often a comfortable part.  He pumps me full, I just lie there
with no responsibilities. He pops out eventually.

I am into my shorts, realize I forgot to gag myself with my socks, so
hope my yips and yelps weren't too loud, put my shoes on, stuff my
backpack with the lube and dildo, leash Hooker and we are on the way down
the stairs before I even have my day pack on my shoulders.  Thirty
seconds between popout and stair descent.  Probably.  Not much more,
anyway.  Still carrying my hat.  Slap it on.

This time I move quickly to the shelter of the trees, look back.  No one
seems to be paying attention.

So once back to the car I drive home feeling both well fucked and as
frightened as you do when you realize that what you did was much, much
more dangerous than what you thought when its your dick doing the
thinking.

Comments? Criticisms?  Let me know, if ya want. B