Date: Tue, 28 Oct 2008 12:53:34 -0500
From: tom jacobson <rowdster2006@hotmail.com>
Subject: Happy Reunion (beastiality)

Life is good again.  Freed from the bonds of failed marriage, I have
successfully rebuilt my life with a solid job and investments, and am
having more fun now than I had in years.  More importantly, I am dating
around again, and have fired up a sex life that had dwindled to nothing at
the end.

Of course, my now ex-wife had no idea of my love of animals, and dogs in
particular, that I had discovered as a young teenager, and carried with me
all my life.  Oh, she knew I loved my big dogs.  We've had them, and even
trained dogs as a sideline business.  She just didn't know that I turned to
my boys when she was no longer in the mood.  And I've got to tell you,
getting banged by a big dog was far hotter than almost any session I ever
had with my wife.  It was animal lust at its most base.

I've always been good with animals.  Thought I wanted to be a vet when I
was growing up, but knew that it wasn't my path.  But I've always been an
avid outdoorsman, and very in tune with nature, and so I seem to have a
certain gift when it comes to animals.  My ex and I used to train dogs, and
now that she's gone I have returned to that as well.  Anyone that had the
overly excitable young dogs always brought them to me, and I could always
get them under control, much to their amazement.  How?

I'd jack them off.

Amazing, isn't it?  Straight or gay, unless you were still a teenager with
raging hormones, it always seems that the guys want it more than the girls
do.  Yeah, testosterone will do that to ya.  We have to get off more than
they do.  Blow job, hand job, even a quickie, its just something that the
guys need.

Well, I can tell you, there's almost nothing that will get a dogs attention
faster than taking ahold of his cock and starting to jack him off.  If
you've never done it before, you can find that it can get you off as well,
'cause once a dog starts humping and bucking, its a huge turn on.  He'll
just as eagerly fuck your hand as he would your ass or some bitch's pussy.
Pure instinct.  Pure animal lust.  Pure energy.

When you do that for a big male dog, especially one that hasn't been fixed,
its amazing how fast they will come to like you.  Hell, who doesn't like a
good jacking?  But once they bond with you, training them becomes far
easier.

And then there are the fringe benefits.  Friends with benefits.  Except I
was the booty call.  A LOT of times when I have been jacking dogs, they
have wanted to jump my ass.  And if you have never been there, I can tell
you, bar none, that it will be one of the hottest sexual experiences you
could ever have the good fortune of having.

One that came to mind was a young retriever whose parents could never calm
down.  Training is frustrating when you can't control your dog.
Unfortunately it can lead to abuse, and the dog goes into a lockdown mode
its tough to bring him out of if he feels that his master is only going to
strike him (something that is always unnecessary).

When I went to their home, the dog was timid and afraid of most people, and
completely unresponsive to his name or any basic commands.  Of course, when
I had him alone, he really came out of his shell and his personality came
through.  That's why I always take dogs to be trained to my home, where its
a new environment where he can concentrate solely on me, without the
familiar distractions of home.

They were bordering on desperation, as many people tend to when they have
no clue of how to connnect to their dogs, much less understand them.
Like far too many people, they probably were too busy to even have a dog,
much less take the time to get to know them and understand them.  If more
people only realized the responsability of animals and showed the
slightest interest in them, then I may not have a job.  But thankfully,
I'm good at what I do, and some patience and understanding of what makes
a dog tick can bring out their true personality.

Once I got this boy home, Jackson was his name, and I simply called him
Jack, I let him relax and unwind out in my back yard.  With all the
agility equipment and previous dogs before him, he had plenty to explore
and investigate.  Each time I went outside he was excited to see me, and
continually jumped up on me to greet me.  Cursory checks of his package
revealed a very nice boner and knot as he acknowledged my presence.

Patience and consistency are the keys to my success.  Our training
sessions were brief and focused, with lots of praise and contact.  By day
two, when we were finished with one of our sessions for the day, I sat
down on the steps and Jack was eagerly jumping all about trying to engage
me.  As he jumped up on my lap I reached around and felt for his cock,
and gave it a few jerks around the magic button of his knot.

Well, as if he didn't have enough energy, he was like an animal
unleashed.  He started humping on me like a horny teenager who never had
gotten any, and it turned me on to no end.  His energy was infectious,
and I instantly sprang a serious boner of my own.  He kept on jumping on
me from the front, the side, and the back, just begging me to let him
mount me.  Well, who was I to turn him down, when he had me almost as
horny as he was?  When I dropped down to all fours he was on me like an
animal possessed, and I could tell instantly he HAD been there
before, and wasn't just inexperienced humping machine.

Well, my yard, and property in general, was private enough, but even I
don't ever want to tend fate to that degree.  One never knows when a
client or potential client may show up unexpectedly.  I tore inside, and
Jack followed me in like he knew what was going on.  I couldn't strip out
of my jeans fast enough as we went into the den.  My shoes, jeans,
and athletic grey boxer briefs were strewn in a path from the door to the
middle of the room.

This is a dog who knew what was going on.  Jack didn't need to be tempted
or teased anymore.  He was still hot to trot for me, and I didn't even
have to jack on him a bit more to test his interest.  As I got down on
all fours he jumped me from the side, and quickly worked his way around
till he was square behind me, and it didn't take two or three jabs before
he found his bullseye and quickly rammed it home.

There's never been a time when I haven't been a bit bug-eyed and wince
when they first do that.  But every dog can fuck differently based on
their experience, just like any guy does, or can, I guess.  Some are pure
jackhammers, and will pound you relentlessly as they seek to cram their
cocks so far up your ass that you can almost feel it in your throat.

Jack was different though, which kind of surprised me, and made for a
most enjoyable experience.  He was hugging me tight around the inside of
each thigh, in a pure and tight, balls to balls mating position.  When he
was in, you knew it, or at least I did, and he sure did as well.  But his
was a snug but long thrust, as he sought to drill me.  It was
confidence.  He knew he wasn't going anywhere and he knew he had me.
They were almost long and deliberate strokes, and his thin and slick red
cock quickly grew in me to its full engorged size - a good 6' to 7'
before his most pronounced knot.

The knot on a dog is the tie that binds.  A girls wet and ample pussy can
sometimes hold the knot, and many times not.  But your ass is a different
animal altogether.  A dogs knot can be a good 4' to 5' across, almost
like you've crammed both your cock and balls up there.  If you don't do
it on a regular basis it can painful as hell.

I know.  I've been there.  I've taken a big dog's knot before, and a big
dog can pack a big punch.  It can plain make me bowlegged for days on end
trying to get back to normal, to say nothing of regaining control
backdoors.  But there's truly nothing as incredibly erotic as being
totally bred by a big dog, with him filling you full of his cum as he is
tied to you and holding on for dear life like you are going to get
away.

But me?  I like the incredible rush of being mounted and reamed
repeatedly by a big dog.  The sexual energy is like none other.  Its
almost like a sexual frenzy for me.  I usually, though, don't let the big
dogs tie with me.  I've been here enough to know that if I can just lean
forward far enough while he's jacking and pistoning into me that will
keep him from tying with me, and once that knot forms outside, there
won't be no gettin' in - although he'll think he is.

Jack is hugging me like there is no tomorrow.  He's hunched over and
breathing hard into my right ear, as he's steadily working it in me like
a seasoned pro, with that cock now having grown to its full proportions.
He's IN, and we're both breathing hard as he starts shooting into me and
breeding me in earnest.  We're not locked together, but he thinks he is,
and any movement on my part as I steady myself with him on my back only
brings a tighter grip, as he, for some reason, thinks I'm trying to get
away from him.

Its ecstacy for both of us, and you can never truly believe what its like
unless you've been there.
But, like a friend recently commented to me, too much of a good thing can
wreck your ass, so
you better give yourself a little time to play catch up and take a
breather after its all said and done.

After almost 5 someodd minutes, which can seem like an eternity if you're
lucky, 'ole Jack starts to get a little tired and wants to hop off.
Since we're not tied, that big slick red butt plug slides out of my ass
and even I collapse on the floor in a heap from exhaustion, while Jack
goes to lie down and lick himself clean.

But now its time for me, and as I roll over on my back I start pounding
away on my rock hard cock, using the ample dog cum as lubrication.  This,
of course, gets Jack's attention, and as was my luck, he came back over
to start licking on me and my ass and balls while I am quickly jacking
myself over the top.  There's so much cum down there, that that beautiful
rough tongue could almost make me bust a nut just from his licking of my
tight ball sack, and when I start shooting fountains up on my belly and
chest, he's right there on top of it, like he was taking whipped cream
from a can.

From a training perspective, its amazing what you can accomplish once you
earn their trust, or should I say lust.  Basic obedience was a snap
afterwards for Jackson, because he rightly thought that he would be
rewarded from doing his exercises correctly.  He was.  He did, in fact,
bang me
a couple of more times that week before my returning him to his owners.

They were amazed at the transformation, and were equally mystified at
how much he seemed to miss me as they took him home, as he was watching
me with lust as they drove off.  And while all good things come to an
end, in my business, there is always some followup training that is
usually called for, which also makes for a very nice little followup
story.

As always, if you liked this story, drop me a line and let me know.  As a
fairly regular author here on Nifty, I can tell you that we all dig the
feedback.

Tom
rowdster2006@hotmail.com