Date: Wed, 22 Sep 2010 11:39:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bryan M <farmlandbb@yahoo.com>
Subject: Getting Watched - 8  In the woodie shed

 Really, really tense and horned up.  I am at a funeral, and the tension, the
sadness, and the nervousness are making me incredibly horny.  I will really miss
the person who is being buried but she was really old and suffering, so maybe it
is for the best? Or maybe not, maybe I am just thinking that because I am
distracted and restless.  What makes me really, really ashamed is that instead
of thinking of the deceased person, how much I liked them, what a help to me
they were when I was a kid, etc how much I will miss them, I am thinking of how
much I crave being fukd by the 14 month old black and tan boxer/dobie mix that
my cousin has - who is trained to fuk my cousin and will probably take on me if
I present myself for the taking.  Ned says he will, anyway.  I keep trying to
avoid rushing out of the church to go off and  find out NOW.  I feel like that
scene in Eating Out 3.  Like the priest I want to strip off my clothes, and
start doing it.  But rather than fucking that slut Tiffany I want to be a slut
bottom for Kendall, the boxer/dobie mix.  I think if he were in the church I
would be in real trouble because I might just put my ass in the air right in the
pew.  Wouldn't really, but if feels that intense.


I keep trying to think suitably reverent thoughts, but I  actually keep thinking
about how good it would be to bitch for him.  Really, really good.  I haven't
done anything like that for a long time, but suddenly I really want to - I WANT
to do it.  Grief, fear, tension, anxiety all make me ultra, ultra horny.  Its a
wonder my butthole doesn't start glowing it feels so hot.  I am in my twenties
but feel like a 17 year old again, my horniness is so dominating.  I can barely
see straight I want it so strongly.  I am really flighty  and distracted with my
relatives as we leave the church.  I don't want to talk.  I am acting out my
grief and not experiencing it.


After the service I decide to avoid going back to the house to talk and munch on
the comfort food. Don't tell anyone that, but  I drive back to Ned's family
house.  I go up to his room,  strip out of my suit, get a pair of Ned's board
shorts, some flips, some lube, some other stuff and a leash. Put it all in a
messenger bag he has.  It is 103 out, very, very humid.  So I don't want to wear
underwear - wouldn't even if everything weren't coming off in a few minutes
anyway.  Do wear a hat, though, and sun glasses.  Out to the back to find my top
gunner.  He is lying panting in the shade.  I call to him.  He lifts his head
and thumps his tail.  He seems too hot and sluggish to thump my tail the way I
want it thumped.  That is a bit discouraging.  But he comes over when I call
him.

We get in the truck cab.  The airconditioning is on, its cooler inside, and
after I drive the mile and  half to the barn on the out acres, he seems a bit
livelier.  When I get to the gate I hop out, open it up, drive forward, get out,
close and chain the gate.  I don't want people coming up when I am  tied to the
dog after the deed has been done.  Dog will be cumming in me and thats enough of
the cumming already.

We bump on up the road to the work barn that is on the other side of the pond.
It is really just a huge aluminum shed that we store equipment in, but it is
called a barn.  Bein fukd in a barn is traditional and classic, no self
respecting farm boy has missed the experience, I'll bet - anyway I haven't.  I
am gonna get rump ridden in a few minutes in this barn, so I am being
traditional here.  We get out of the cab and walk over towards the barn, me
carrying a tarp and a bag with a dildo, lube, chapstick, and some beads which I
have swiped from my cousin's supply stash.  I start sweating hard just between
the cab and the first ash trees.  Kendall is drooping.  I decide to strip off
here and shower with cool water.  At the side of the barn is a hose.  I turn it
on.  While the water is running so it cools down,  I chuck my t-shirt, shorts,
shoes and sox.  Hang them on a peg in the side of the barn.  Naked is better,
cuz you can feel the breeze.  By this time the water is much cooler.  I put my
flips back on and slog through the mud.  Damn it feels good to run cool water
all over my body.  I let is splash on my face, soak my hair, down my back and
ass.  I sluice out my ass crack to get it cool, let it wet down my dick and
balls - shove the nozzle in my ass and let some water fill me up a bit then let
it go. Rinse and repeat, rinse and repeat.   Sluice down my legs and feet. Then
I turn the water on the dog; Kenny revives, and soon he is dripping wet.  I wash
out his action package.  Then I turn things back on myself.  I consider where I
should go to let the pooch screw me.  Not sure.  But there is enough cover
behind the trees and the crepe myrtle for me to throw down the tarp and lie
back.  I lube up and work a dildo into my ass.  Fuck myself slowly, and happily,
getting way hard and loving the feeling of being ass invaded.  Enjoying it even
though I am not really that much into dildos. Just need to get myself loosened
up so Kenny's mounting will feel as good as possible.  I am thinking about
letting him knot - which is alway painful.  Need to be as loose as possible then
and I am built tight - not bragging, actually, just sayin'. I fuck it in and out
for awhile, moaning quietly in pleasure. I stop, pull it out with a slurpy pop,
and fish around for the bigger one.  Kenny has flopped himself down in the shade
and is lickin his emerging dick.  I think naked young men get him started.  I
think he knows what this means.


I work the bigger one in carefully.  I am so lubed that it glides in.   I shove
it in deep and let it sit for maximum stretch.  If I fuk myself too much I will
cum and then the fun will be over too soon.  So I just lie there on my back,
legs in the air, ass stuffed, sweating like a pig, hoping to be fuked like a
pig, and waiting to be as open and loose as I can get. I slowly start moving it
in and out - feels sooooooooooo good.  I throw my head from side to side.  It
takes an act of will to pull this big, black dil out of my ass, but I do it.
Time to move on to the major event.


I stand up, get back in my flops, slop lots more lube up my ass, then I put the
bigger dil back up my ass to keep it stretched and call the dog to me.  He has a
nicely muscled body, and trots over expectantly.  I decide it is too risky to
get stuffed out here where people might come up and see at a distance - from the
neighboring field, the grove of trees off at a distance, of the really big
McMansion that is at about the same distance and part of a very small but
exclusive tract of 8 homes that went in 2 years ago or so.  So we go into the
barn, me hobbling gingerly because I am totally stretched to my max back there
by the dildo, which I have to hold in while I hop over.  But I don't close the
door or get in a corner - need the breeze to stay reasonably comfortable. I let
the dildo slide out of my well stretched behind.   There is a horse blanket
there that I throw over a bale of hay.  I am too horny for make out
preliminaries - usually I like the dog to french me, lick my nips, and slobber
all over me,  but today I am too, too horny.  I just get on all fours, look over
my shoulder and call to him.  He trots over and starts licking my ass.  I pull
my cheeks apart.  He seems to have a taste for lube, cuz he is goin at me like
nobodies business.  I start squirming and moaning like you wouldn't believe.
Keep thrusting my ass back into his tongue.  This is great. He slobbers, licks,
and pushes his muzzle in between my cheeks.  I am hard as a rock and my prong is
pushing into my stomach its so excited.

I slap my left butt cheek, and say "mount, Kenny, mount".   Ned says he has
trained Kenny to respond to this,  Well, he sort of does, he comes round, pushes
his head under my  body and starts lickin dick like he loves it.  I roll over
onto my back and let him lick to his hearts content.   So sweet - wet, slightly
sandpapery tongue movin fast.  But I am about to pop.


So its back onto all fours.  I slap my butt cheek 3 times hard and say
"mount" "mount me boy, do it now".  This time he does.  He gets up and kinda
clumsily grips my hips and tries to pull me to him.  I let him, scooching my ass
back till he is in proper position and thrusting hard.  I guide him in.  He
grips me proper and immediately thrusts himself in to me.  I can feel my hole
stretch wider and wider as he sinks in to me.  He is a fuking machine
immediately, pounding in and out and in and out as fast as he can.  Its stretch,
relax, stretch relax, stretch and relax as he pumps me - thicker the farther in
he goes, then skinnier as he pulls out.  I am being hammered incredibly fast and
really deep. I am covered in sweat and its raining off of me in buckets.  It so
humid, but even if it wasn't being dog pussy is hard, hard work and I would be
sweating like a pig if the damn temperature was 50 out. As it is  I am sweating
like a hogzilla pig and putting out like one hogzilla pig bottom, too - I am
grunting and moaning and begging for it "harder, Kenny, harder, Fuk me really
fast, boy, fuck really deep".  I doubt he knows what any of that means, but the
enthusiasm in my voice may excite him, like talking to him when he is fetching a
stick rather than fuking a dude.  And it gets me harder realizing what I am
doing - bitching for a young male dog - I am so taking him up my ass. He is
young so he can keep it up for a long time and he does.  Lasts forever cuz he
just pumps and pumps.  My ass is getting sore it is so well ridden.  He begins
to swell.  I should keep him out, but I don't.  He is getting a willing piece of
ass and I want to remember this - its been way too long since it happened.  It
can hurt like a sonofabitch sometimes and it does.  I kinda scream with pain,
but then am back moaning in ecstasy - it feels so good.  He pumps me for a good
long time, - he is young, energetic and full of cum.  I am young and will
soon be full to the brim with cum since he has turned and is pumping it into
me.   We go butt to butt and he just pumps and throbs and pumps and throbs.  I
sink to my elbows and put my head on the horse blanket.  I am exhausted but
really satisfied.  People always say "this was the very best fuk I have ever
had".  Well, because of my tension, my craving neediness - so long since I was a
piece of tail for a hound, the heat and the risk of being discovered while I am
being covered and bred, - this is one of the very best.  Maybe the very best.
After a time he pulls out of me with an audible pop. Slurpy, slushy, but a pop.


I get up, go back to the hose outside, and fill up a bucket with water.  Put my
head in it to cool off.  I don't want to wash my sweaty, cum encrusted body
yet.  Like smelling of boy/dog fuck and cum.  Then I squat in the shade of the
ash trees feeling the breeze cool my naked body, especially  soothing on my well
used hole.  I just squat there for a long time, finally the dog comes over and
whines.  I probably should take him home.  So I throw all Ned's stuff back in
his messenger bag, put my shorts on, my hat and my suns, and drive back.  I tell
Ned about what I did.  He is horned instantly.  I am compelled to blow him right
on the spot, which I do, and swallow it all when it arrives in my mouth.


He makes me promise to do it again tomorrow night so that he can watch. Sounds
good, so I agree.  We will probably sneak out about midnight and go over to the
same place, or to a house we know which belongs to our family that has a screen
porch where we have done it many times before .  Not being rented right now, so
its a perfect spot, in a way.  I am looking forward to it.


If you want to hear about the next night in detail, please let me know and I
will try to write it up.


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