Date: Thu, 5 Jan 2012 22:41:06 +0000 (GMT)
From: NIGEL PEACOCK <n1610@btinternet.com>
Subject: Heinz - Part 2

Date: 5th January 2010
From: n1610@btinternet.com
Subkect: Heinz (M + dog) #2

This story is for those of a legal age only.  This story is fiction.  Any
resemblance to actual persons, places, or events is purely coincidental.
It has details of sexual acts between a man and a dog. If that offends you,
or if illegal to read about in your country, please close this file now.

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I was aroused from my dose by Heinz licking my face.  I parted my lips and
let his tongue enter my mouth and responded by kissing him back.  My cock
sprang to attention and I looked down at Heinz and could see that his cock
was just poking out of its sheath.  My balls had been completely drained
about 30 minutes earlier, so there was no way I was going to have another
orgasm so soon, on top of which my arse was still recovering from the
earlier pounding.  Was Heinz already to start again?  Do dogs have a
renewed sexual capacity so soon?

I lay there kissing and cuddling with Heinz trying to decide what to do.
It had been such a wonderful feeling having Heinz pound my arse with his
cock and then press his knot inside me, followed by the fullness as his
knot grew and pressed against my prostrate and the incredible sensation as
he pumped my bowels full of his hot doggy seed, trying to breed me, his
bitch.  My libido was telling me to go for it but my conscience was telling
me not to rush into more sex until I could analyze what had just happened
between us.  Heinz was not happy when I pushed him away from me.

Despite the continued attention of Heinz I managed to get out of bed and at
least put on a pair of briefs and headed downstairs to get both of us
something to eat.  All the time he was seeking every opportunity to try and
get at my cock or arse.  After food I pushed Heinz out into the garden;
with the door shutting him out I was at least able to shave and shower in
peace and get myself ready for the chores that needed doing, along with my
usual weekend exercise.

Needing just a few grocery essentials, I decided to walk to the local
shops, about 10 minutes away.  Getting his leash I went out to call for
Heinz; there was no need as he was sat patiently waiting by the door.
Seeing me, he jumped up and, putting his paws on my chest, tried to lick my
face.  This made it easy to grab his collar, attach his lead and push him
away.  As we walked along the road he kept very close to me and did not try
to run off; this was not like him at all.  Was he protecting me, keeping
close by his bitch in case some other dog should come along and try to
breed with me?

Approaching the grocery store I saw a stunningly handsome man, whom I
thought looked familiar.  He had just come out of the shop and was untying
his dog from the rail.  As I got nearer to him he looked at me and smiled.
I tentatively smiled back, not sure who he was or where I knew him from.
Was he some guy that I had been with in the dim and distant past prior to
meeting Jay?

"Hi.  I didn't expect to see you here!" he exclaimed.

"Hi", I replied, hesitatingly, trying to rack my brains as to where I knew
him from.

"I'm sorry; you obviously don't remember me, do you?"

"I'm the one that should be saying sorry, as I am having difficulty placing
you", I responded.

"Yesterday, I was the guy who complained to you about my dog being fucked
by your dog, only it wasn't your dog!"

"Oh, now I remember", I said, and noticed what a charming smile and easy
manner he had, not something that I had time to reflect on yesterday.

"After the stray dog had finished and the dogs had parted, I looked for you
so that I could give you the proper apology you deserved, but you'd left.
Please accept my sincere apologies."

"That's OK.  It was just such a shock for me that I left quickly.  But this
dog is not the one you had with you yesterday; that was a bitch?" I
enquired.

"That was my neighbour's dog.  My neighbour is nearly 80 and has just had a
hip replacement so she can't get out to give her dog any exercise; I was
doing her a favour.  The dog is called Fifi, which does nothing for my
butch image when I have to call her", he laughed.

I smiled and studied him a bit more closely; I saw someone who was very
strong and masculine and thought that nobody would dare think that he was
in any way effeminate, even calling out Fifi.  In fact he was a very
attractive guy.

"You have a wonderful dog", he said.  "I could tell by the way you walked
along the road together that he was very proud to have you as his owner.
You must love him very much and treat him well."

I was taken aback by this.  I didn't think I was behaving any differently,
but I had noticed that Heinz had been continually by my side as we had
walked along.

"Yes" was all I good muster, as I thought back to earlier this morning and
felt a twitch in my cock - if only he knew what had happened earlier this
morning!

"You must live locally?"

"Holmewood Road", I volunteered.

"I'm just round the corner from there in the Close.  Why don't you get your
groceries and then we can walk back that way together?"

"I don't want to keep you," I half-heartedly said, as the more I looked at
him the more I found him attractive and sexy, but I didn't want to push my
luck.

"I'm in no hurry.  The name's J and this in Monty", he said, indicating his
dog.

I was startled by his name, thinking he had said Jay, which he noticed.

"Sorry, is there something wrong?" he enquired.

"No, it's just a memory that flooded back to mind", I mumbled.  His easy
manner and warm smile was growing on me and making me flustered.

"Get your groceries and then, if there's something troubling you, we can
talk as we walk along, but only if you want to."

"OK, I've only a few items to get so I won't be long."  I rushed into the
store not only to get the things I required, but to compose myself.  Here
was a gorgeous hunk of a guy with whom I would willing go to bed and his
name was Jay and I had only just met him!

Coming out of the store with my groceries I introduced myself and Heinz.

"Pleased to meet both of you" he said giving me a firm but friendly
hand-shake and then patting Heinz.  "Monty and Heinz have been getting to
know each other by having a good sniff around."

"Monty is an unusual name for a dog", I ventured.

"It's short for Montmerency.  He has a pedigree and his full name is
Montmerency Smythe III, but I never call him that.  And my name is actually
Jonathan, but only my family call me by that; I don't particularly like the
abbreviated Jon so I shortened it to just the initial letter, which most
people assume to be actually Jay."

"When you said J earlier I was thinking J-A-Y.  I knew a Jay, who died very
recently."

"You must have been very close to him to have such an affect on you when I
said J."

I remained silent.

"I know this is presumptuous of me, and you can walk away immediately if
you want, but was Jay your partner?"

I looked at him and realised that he was not likely to call me a homo or
queer in the next sentence.  I saw in his eyes sympathy and compassion; I
looked away and just nodded.

We walked on in silence for a while and then stopping outside a gate he
said "This is where I live.  Would you like to come in and have a drink?"

I was flustered and didn't know what to say.  Here was a hunk of guy I
didn't really know asking me in for a drink.  I didn't even know whether he
was gay.  I knew from my Jay that dog owners can be very friendly with
other dog owners but his free and easy manner did suggest he was gay.

"I am not a psychiatrist", he continued, "but I feel you could do with some
one to talk to, and I've been told that I am a good listener."

"But you have family" I said.

"Yes, but not here.  I live alone with Monty."

"Thanks, then I will have the drink."  I hoped I might get inside his
pants!  But I'm not sure if I'm ready to talk in depth having just met
you."

"OK.  Come on in, and there is no commitment to anything."

We went through a side gate into the back garden and he let Monty off his
lead.  "You can let Heinz off his lead if you want; the garden is enclosed
so he can't get away, but I have a feeling that he wouldn't leave you
anyway."

I unfastened Heinz and after he gave my hand a lick he followed Monty down
the garden, both dogs stopping to sniff various plants and bushes.

"I think Monty and Heinz are going to get along quite happily together.  It
looks like Monty is showing Heinz all his favourite places."

"It certainly seems that way", I said, smiling.  "Calling you J will be a
painful reminder of my Jay; do you mind if I use Jonathon, or how about
Jonty?"

I was aware that Jonathon was standing right beside me but he still made
jump slightly when he placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Relax, I'm not going to do anything that you don't want, but sometimes you
need somebody just hold on to.  And I rather like the name Jonty; I'd never
thought of using that, and it rhymes with Monty!"

I turned to look at him and saw this god-like being looking straight into
my eyes; I melted and could not help putting my arms around him.  His arms
encircled me and held me close and I realised how much I had missed not
having Jay to hold and cuddle.  My cock twitched and I'm sure Jonty must
have noticed.  I was aroused from the glow of being held by this guy, which
I had only just met, by Heinz pushing his nose into my arse.

"I think somebody's getting jealous" said Jonathon.  I wasn't sure whether
he was serious or not.  "Dogs are used to a pecking order from the days
before domestication and when they would have been in a family pack; Alpha
male and all that.  Those traits sometimes manifest themselves in domestic
dogs and they don't like a stranger to muscle in to their group."

"I'm not very used to dogs", was all I could think of in response.

"What would you like to drink; a soft drink or something stronger?"

"A soft drink will be fine, thanks; coke or even just water." I replied.  I
was light-headed enough with what was happening and didn't want it
compounded with alcohol!

Jonty went to get the drinks leaving me with Heinz.  I stroked him and gave
him a big hug and he licked my face.  I wanted him to know that I wasn't
going to leave him and that I would always be his, as long as he wanted it.
I had to stop myself from exchanging kisses with him.  Jonty brought the
drinks and we sat in silence as we drank.  Heinz was by my side and I could
stroke him and pat him, and I started to think about the morning's sex and
wondered what Jonty would say if he knew!

What happened next was beyond what I could ever have imagined.  Monty came
up to Jonty and sniffed at his crotch; Jonty widened his legs to allow
Monty better access.  I couldn't help but look and noticed a definite
bulge.  Monty then put his front paws on Jonty's legs and started to lick
his face.  I was astounded to see that both Jonty and Monty had open mouths
and their tongues were darting around.  Surely I was imagining it, but my
cock wasn't as it definitely hardened, and so I had to make myself
comfortable.

Jonty noticed my movements and said, "I'm sorry if I'm embarrassing you by
kissing Monty, but he's such a sweetie and loves being the centre of
attention."

I don't now how I was bold enough to ask, "Was I just imagining it or did
you actually exchange kisses with him?" I tried to keep my voice calm and
steady.

"Yes we did, and before you ask I'll let you know that Monty and I are
lovers.  Does that shock you?"

"I'm not shocked, and if that's what you and he want, then I don't have a
problem with it.  It's just seems a strange thing to do and say when we've
only just met."

"I wanted a way to start talking, that wasn't just small talk, and also to
let you know that I'm hardly going to be shocked by anything you should
say.  Please tell me about your partner that died and about Heinz.  I think
it would do you good."

I felt so at ease with this guy that I decided to give him a brief outline
of my life, and so I told him about my parents dying, finding Jay, and then
getting Heinz and then Jay being killed.  I did not tell him about the
start of this weekend and my dream about dog sex and what had occurred just
this morning with Heinz in fulfilment of that dream.  I sat in quiet
contemplation at the end of my story and realised what a wonderful relief
it has been talk about some of the momentous events in my life with someone
who had no pre-conceived ideas about me.

"Thank you" is all Jonty said.  After a short pause he continued.  "I told
you that Monty and I are lovers; that means we have sex.  Have you and
Heinz had sex, yet?" he enquired.

I didn't know whether I could bring myself to say yes so I turned to look
him directly in the eye and nodded in agreement.

"More than once?"

"Just the once."

"And were you disgusted by it and not want to do it again?"

"The truth is, the once was just this morning!"

"Ah, so although you probably enjoyed it, you're not sure whether it was
just a one-off event or if you want to do it again?"

"You're right; I did enjoy it and I will do it again just to set my mind at
rest."

"Let me warn you that once you have had sex with a dog and had that
wonderful feeling in your arse, if you're not turned off immediately by it,
you will crave for it for ever!  It happens between a guy and his dog and
is very special, and the guy doesn't have to be gay.  I have met a few
others who enjoy being fucked by a dog but who would never allow a man to
fuck them.  What happened this morning for you to allow Heinz to fuck you?"

Having gone this far telling him about Jay and feeling much better in
myself I decided that I might as well go the whole hog and tell him about
my dream and what had happened yesterday and this morning.  I finished my
account at the point where I walked to the grocery store.

"I could tell by the way Heinz was walking by your side that he had had sex
with you and was claiming you as his bitch.  Whether you want to or not,
Heinz will want to have sex with you again.  He has claimed you!"

"Oh I definitely want to experience it again, just to make sure that I
really want it and it is not simply a one off event."

"Thank you for trusting me and telling me about yourself.  I can see in
your eyes that it has done you good to talk."

"It has been a relief.  Since Jay's death I've had nobody that I could have
talked to the way I have with you, and I thank you for that."

"And now I'll tell all about myself; it's only right that I should.  As you
have probably gathered I don't have any secrets."

Jonathan settled in his chair and started to give me a potted history of
his life, or more accurately, of his sex life.

"I became attracted to men when he was about 8 years old, but didn't know
why.  When I reached puberty I would have fantasies about men, especially
superheroes, in the tight sexy clothing, and would drool over them and
masturbate whilst looking at comics or watching movies.  As an aside, the
tight lycra cycling clothes you wore yesterday made you very sexy."

I too had fantasies about Superman and Spiderman and all the superheroes
and those tight costumes they wore, and I felt sexy whenever I wore my
lycra cycling gear.  I said nothing but adjusted my cock as Jonty
continued.

"I would wank off into my hand and then lick it clean.  I liked the taste
of cum and it meant that I left no tell-tale stains anywhere that my Mum
could find!  There had always been pets at home, dogs and cats, and Bruno,
an Alsatian, was my special pet and went everywhere with me.  One day after
a hand session Bruno came over to me and started licking the cum off my
hand; that was a big surprise and a bit weird.  After cleaning up my hand
Bruno then started on my cock, cleaning it of the aftermath of the orgasm.
I didn't think it possible to get an erection so soon after shooting, but
Bruno's licking made my cock spring back upright.  He licked up and down my
cock and then round my balls and kept nudging towards my arse.  I knelt
down on the floor in a doggy position and he went straight for my arse, his
tongue swiping up and down my crack.  I had never played with my arse but
Bruno's licking sent waves of excitement through my whole body.  Then it
happened; he tried to mount me.  Of course I wasn't sure what that meant in
those days and the force with which he attacked me sent me flying forward,
hitting my head against a chair.  Fortunately it was upholstered otherwise
I think I would have been knocked out the force was so great; I was a bit
of a skinny youth in those days and Bruno was a strong dog.  He kept on my
back humping away against my rear and there was no way I was going to be
able stop him."

My mind was racing ahead as to what was going to happen next as I leaned
towards Jonty in eager anticipation.

"Bruno's cock found its mark.  I screamed in agony at the searing pain in
my arse; Bruno had taken my cherry, an expression I learnt about much later
in life.  If there had been anybody else in the house they would have come
running thinking that I was being murdered!  Bruno took no notice of my
cries and continued to pound away inside my arse.  Knowing that I could not
get away I decided that the best thing would be for me to stop struggling
in the hope that my ordeal would be soon over.  I relaxed and the pain in
my arse was replaced by the warm glow as Bruno filled me with his seed.
Realising what he had done my cock erupted without me touching it, sending
my cum onto the carpet.  Bruno's cock flopped out of my hole and I could
feel warm liquid running down my legs.  Bruno was quick to start licking up
the liquid.  I prayed that it was not blood and put my hand to my arse
collecting the liquid and bringing my hand in front of me.  Seeing that it
was not red I knew it would be doggy cum and I could not help but lick it
to see if it tasted any different to my cum.  It was different but not
unpleasant and little did I realise that I would get some sort of addiction
to doggy cum that has been with me ever since.

"Turning round to look at Bruno I was aware of the size of his cock and
realised why it had caused me such pain.  I knew all about the knot and
what the function of it was in nature but I could not believe that it had
been in my arse.  Of course it hadn't, I reasoned with myself, else we
would still be tied together, and for a very long time.  I went to the
bathroom to release all the fluid inside my arse.  I was astounded at how
much doggy cum there was; no wonder my arse felt so full.  I sat there
contemplating what had happened as cum drained out of my arse.  Feeling
very empty I vowed that I would have to be filled up again by Bruno at the
next opportunity.  Next time I would be prepared and would make sure I was
fully cleaned out in advance.  I would need some form of cream to make his
entry into me a more pleasurable experience, and if possible, I wanted to
see whether I could open up enough for his knot to enter me.

"I let Bruno stick his cock up my hole every chance I had when nobody else
was around, but I was getting desperate to feel his knot inside me.  I was
over the moon one Saturday morning when my parents said they were going to
see an elderly aunt and that I need not go with them.  After they had left
I got myself organised and called to Bruno.  When he came into my bedroom I
was already naked and playing with myself and he immediately honed in on my
stiffening cock.  I was so hyped up with anticipation of the sex act that
was about to be played out that I nearly shot my load there and then.  I
manoeuvred myself so that I could rub his belly and then very slowly my
hand found his sheath and I rubbed there.  He didn't back off and after a
few more rubs from me his pink cock began to protrude from its sheath.  I
was ready and knew he would be ready soon, so I tuned over presenting my
arse to him.  He attacked it with vengeance, his hot wet tongue swiping up
and down my crack.  Reaching back I spread my buttocks allowing him to find
my hole and to push his tongue inside.  I could not believe how exciting
his rimming was!  He was making my hole so moist that I did not need to
worry about any cream to loosen up.

"Without any warning he jumped on my back and started humping at my rear
and before I had chance to do anything his cock had found its mark.  He was
humping in and out and I could feel his precum in my arse and wanted
desperately to feel his knot inside me.  I relaxed my sphincter muscles as
much as possible and reaching behind me I grabbed his legs to hold him
steady and pushed back onto his cock with all the might I could muster.  It
happened and I nearly passed out with the pain, but that soon gave way to
pleasure as I could feel his knot growing inside, pressing against my
prostate.  The humping slowed as the knot was at its biggest and he pumped
me with his cum.  It seemed to go on forever and I wondered whether I could
take everything.  I was feeling totally full inside and it was wonderful!
I wished that warm full feeling would last forever.  Of course, with the
knot, I knew we would be attached for quite a while.  I don't know how we
managed but between us we did end up butt to butt.  Bruno would keep trying
to pull out and every time he did the pressure on my prostate would
increase and make my cock jump and strain painfully hard.  I was trying
desperately not to let my cock explode as I wanted the experience to last
forever.  After a couple of minutes I could not contain myself any longer;
my cock erupted in a stupendous mind-blowing orgasm."

Jonty sat there silently, obviously remembering and savouring that first
full sexual act between Bruno and himself.  I had adjusted my own hard cock
many times whilst he was telling his story.

"I'll tell you about other canine sex sessions another day, if you're
interested, along with human encounters?"

"I'd like that.  And thank you for sharing your experience with Bruno with
me; I really appreciate it."

"No problem.  I hope it makes you more comfortable about what has occurred
this weekend between you and Heinz."

I got up from my chair, walked over to him and gave him a light kiss.  I
stood back quickly so he did not have a chance to return a kiss.  I could
see in his eyes he was a little frustrated by this action.

"I need to go home and take in everything that has happened and been said;
and also work out what happens next and where I go from here.  It has been
a real pleasure meeting you and I hope we can meet again, sometime."

He stood up and placed a hand on my shoulder.  "The pleasure is mutual and
I fully understand.  I'm sure we can get to know each other better on
another occasion.  Something very special happened between you and Heinz
today.  It may be a one off or it may change the whole course of your life.
Whichever it is, I'd like to know.  Will you come back and tell me?"

"Yes, I will", I responded, thinking that even if I didn't want to have
more sex with Heinz at least I could probably have sex with Jonty.

"Why don't you and Heinz come round next Friday evening for a drink?" he
asked.

"Thank you, I'd like that."  I smiled and said, "No, we'd like that.  It
seems strange but I would never have thought that a drinks invitation would
include my dog!"

"Whether you decide to take Heinz as your lover or not then any invitation
I give to you will automatically include him.  He is a part of your life,
with or without the sex."

"Thank you very much; I'll remember."

We exchanged phone numbers and I put Heinz on his lead; Jonty gave me a
friendly hug and I set off home.  I don't think I have walked so fast in
all my life; in fact it soon became a jog.  I had been so turned on by what
had happened and what Jonty had described that I was drooling for sex.  My
cock had been dripping precum for ages and I knew there would be a wet
patch showing through my shorts.  Arriving home I kicked my shoes off in
the hall and removed my shirt as I hurried upstairs.  I could tell that
Heinz was following me.  Reaching my bedroom I removed the rest of my
clothes; Heinz was now beside me.  I flopped down on the bed encouraging
Heinz to join me, not that he needed encouragement.  I cuddled and hugged
him and he licked all over my face and our lips parted and we kissed.

I don't know how it happened but we ended up in a 69 position with Heinz
licking my cock and me licking his cock, and we were both dribbling precum.
I was so horny I wanted to shoot my load, but was even hornier for wanting
Heinz inside me, filling me up with his cock, knot and hot doggy cum.  I
was soon on my hands and knees with Heinz greedily licking my arse and it
didn't take too much patting of my backside for him to mount me.  I had to
guide his cock to my hole but once there he pounded my arse.  I could feel
his knot growing and new I had to act quickly else it would never get in.
I relaxed my arse and, taking my cue from what Jonty had said, I grabbed
Heinz's hind legs and pushed back hard onto his cock.  The pain was
excruciating as I took the knot into my arse; would I ever get used to that
I pondered, but, exactly as happened that morning, any pain was wiped from
my brain by the wonderful feeling of the knot pressing against my prostrate
and his hot cock inside me.  I was in ecstasy as he pumped his hot doggy
seed into me.

I had often heard guys brag about sex and having an orgasm without touching
their cock, but never really believed it possible.  With Heinz pounding
away I erupted for the second time today without me having to touch my
cock!  We got into a butt-to-butt position and I lost myself in the
wonderful feeling of a full and warm innards and knew that I was hooked
totally on dog sex.  When Heinz flopped out of my hole, he cleaned up my
arse and then cleaned his own cock as I lay there exhausted and content,
with an inner glow, not just from what was in my bowels but also knowing
that I was his bitch.  I loved him dearly, and hoped that we would be
together a long, long time.

Without Jay my recent weekends had been uninteresting to the point of being
boring, but this weekend had been strange, exciting, and wonderful.  I
hadn't done any of the usual household chores and I was in such euphoria
that I didn't actually care.  In the evening I watched TV, sitting on the
settee with Heinz snuggled up to me, then went upstairs to bed.  Heinz
joined me and we kissed and I cuddled him and my cock started to get hard.
I had to control myself as there was no way I was going to have another sex
session tonight; my arse was too tender after being pounded twice in one
day.  I fell asleep cuddling my new found lover and actually had the best
night's sleep since Jay's death.