Date: Sun, 29 Jul 2007 19:05:34 -0500
From: charles Turner <cbru49@gmail.com>
Subject: Going to Work 3

Warning! Warning!  What follows is a story of dog on male sex, dominance,
homosexuality, watersports and various other alternative sexual practices.
If it is illegal in your area to read about this close the page and write
your congressperson.  If you are disturbed by this type of activities I
hope you find something more to your tastes elsewhere.  This is the
continuing tale of Dan, Rafa, Cho, Sean and Ivan, various other dogs and
people and is within a few months of present time.  This set of the story
will probably end about the middle of June, once I have finished them I
will add what has happened in June and July if I don't return to writing my
other story.  As I've stated before, I will allow those that wish to
believe this is fiction to do so but I will attempt to tell the story the
best I can remember it happening.


Going to Work 3


I wouldn't have been much happier had Cho and Guy alternated using me.  On
the other hand Guy was not pleased, he crawled to the powder room beneath
the stairs and dumped the load Cho had given him.  When he walked into the
living room his face was screwed up so tight I thought he would explode.
Instead all he did was put on his shorts and say he would never be back.
The door slammed shut behind him and the window shattered. Keeping my mind
on studying when I knew that Guy was out there hurting but unwilling to
talk was difficult.  I was only going to have three finals, the other two
classes had required a final paper which I had finished and submitted
early.

Monday afternoon around two o'clock Doctor Rasmanjanjih rang my doorbell.
I hadn't seen him since the day I received his letter attempting blackmail.
He had dropped a few short memos into my box in the TA's office suggesting
that I come by his office to discuss the evening when I'd last seen him.  I
didn't want to face him, the pictures he had in his drawer and the report
he must have received from Doctor Koffman left me uncomfortable to be alone
with him.  After the first two sentences out of his mouth I knew why I felt
that way, he was not going to let me off the hook with just one private
performance.  After handing me an envelope that he said held the original
photos and the card from his digital camera the Dean let me know that he
had kept one photo which he would hand over only after the opportunity to
watch all three of my dogs mount me.

Pissed at him, I smarted off about him probably wanting to lap all the cum
from my ass when the dogs were done.  He responded with a grin and said 'of
course.'  Not having any sex since the evening when Guy left angrily I was
easily con-vinced by the Dean's 'of course' to strip off my clothes and
lead him into the backyard where Sean and Ivan immediately stopped playing
and ran to my side.  The boys don't ever think about what they are doing,
if I am naked they are ready.  Normally they would share me, but this
wasn't a day when I was going to allow either of them to hump my face, I
wanted as much dog cum in my ass as I could hold.

How I got the gall to say it I don't know, but I barked out an order to the
dean to lick my ass and get it ready for Ivan and Sean.  As you know, I am
the one that enjoys having a dominate man giving the orders; that afternoon
I must have still been feeling the change that had overcome me from six
weeks of fucking Guy.  The dean obeyed me faster than I could ever have
expected, stripping off his clothes as quickly as his tongue was prodding
and licking.  With the change in circumstances came a change in my reaction
to being blackmailed again.  Both dogs had moved around to lick at my cock
and balls when the dean had taken over my ass,it was time for them to earn
their keep.  Sean isn't the smartest dog in the city, but when I look him
in the eyes and say mount! He knows what he is supposed to do.

For a moment the big guy looked at me as if to say how can I mount you when
you're standing.  When he moved around my side he saw the dean's still clad
butt and got the idea.  Before he jumped the dean I reached back and pulled
the man's face tighter into my crack hoping to muffle any noise he made
when Sean mounted him.  Whether Sean ripped off his underwear or pulled it
down, I didn't know until later, but I didn't care.  When I felt Sean's
snout bumping my back I knew he was firmly in place.  I moved away from the
tongue that had been reaching only half an inch into me and looked back to
see how Sean was doing.  That's all the longer it took for Ivan to step in
front of the dean and press his cock against first one cheek and then the
other.

The photographs the dean had taken showed exactly what was to come and
within a few seconds he knew there was no way he could avoid the long
skinny dick pushing at his face.  Dr. Rasmanjanjih had tears streaming down
his face when he opened his mouth and allowed Ivan to push it all the way
home with one hump.  I had never been able to watch Ivan and Sean share me,
so I had no idea that when they both were busy humping that they kept their
heads together.  If they had known what kissing was I'm sure that is what
they would have been doing, but they were being tender with each other in
their own way, rubbing snouts together.

I would never have supposed that the dean looked as nice naked as he did.
The suits and ties he wore completely disguised the nicely defined body and
perfectly smooth skin.  At that moment I understood his need to photograph
me, I don't have a digital camera or the ability to develop film.  What I
do have is an old Polaroid camera that had seen better days but still
worked.  While I went into the house to retrieve it the wolfhounds were
both able to get their knots within their bitch.  I got three pictures of
the threesome, two while they were humping and another after both dogs had
turned.  The last was my favorite, seeing the dean with his nose pressing
against Ivan's ass almost made me shoot.

Knowing that I had at least fifteen or twenty minutes I sat on the steps
coming down from the back porch and began lecturing the dean about how
despicable and truly inhuman he had been to try and blackmail me not just
once but twice.  My heart wasn't really in the lecture I was giving, having
turned Sean and Ivan onto him had softened my anger and watching while the
two wolfhounds continued shooting what I knew from experience to be enough
cum to act as an enema I hoped that he would no longer need to go
second-hand.

When the dean was finally able to move from his position between the dogs I
saw him from the front for the first time.  For a man that has seen
thousands and enjoyed sucking as many dicks and been fucked by fifty or so,
I was astounded to see what the dean had between his legs.  He was hung
with less dick and balls than a five year old.  That was all that seemed to
shame him, not the actions he had just completed.  Like I said my anger was
gone.  After he had found his ruined underwear to cover himself with we
began talking.

I was shocked to have the dean sitting in my backyard telling me the tale
of how and when he had been introduced to sex.  This is a much condensed
version of what he told me that day, I hope I have remembered enough to
give you the feel for his life.  He had been born and raised not far from
the famed Taj Mahal.  As a child his father was a tour guide at the palace
and was seldom at home.  His mother was sickly and the little time she was
capable of functioning around the house she spent in teaching his older
sisters what they must do when she was not able to take care of the house.
The dean wasn't positive, but he thought his mother also taught his eldest
sister how to please their father since she was no longer able.

He was about six when the other sister was promised to a neighbor.  There
was a large celebration and he was introduced to his new relatives, one of
whom was a boy about three years his senior.  The dean never said the boy's
name, I think it may have something to do with his current position with
the government.  The older boy took a liking to his new
brother-in-law-to-be and would often invite him to spend the entire day
with him.  Both boys were intrigued by the holy men that would travel
through the city and as often as they heard about one or more doing so
would go to see or hear them if they spoke.  The older boy was very
interested in the concept of reincarnation and would ask any of the holy
men they approached to teach them about it.

The dean was not certain at that time that he fully believed in the idea
that people could return to the world as animals or worse.  It seemed to
him a cruel fate that would cause a person to become a cow or a dog.  The
boys often spent a rainy day arguing the merits of the idea of
reincarnation.  The dean was about to enter the second year of school when
a travelling mystic took up camp on the opposite end of the city from the
Taj Mahal.  For three days the boys waited quietly while the man taught and
lectured the crowds that gathered.  On the day he was gathering together
his blanket and papers to leave the dean's friend asked him a question
about some point he and the younger boy had been arguing about.  The man
looked at the boys with his glazed eyes and told them to follow him for an
hour.

The threesome walked in silence past the houses that surrounded the city
and after crossing an empty field saw two bulls and a cow.  The man led
them directly between the animals and motioned for them to sit down.  The
cow moved away as the boys sat, but the bulls didn't even stop munching on
the grass at their feet.  A moment after lowering his head to the ground
the mystic started telling them a story about reincarnation that was
supposed to answer the question.  The dean was left with more questions,
questions about himself as well as questions about reincarnation. Why?
Because after the old man had told them that the bulls were the souls of
two old friends returned to earth he placed one of each of their hands on
the bulls' cocks and began the movement that we all know as masturbation.

Dr. Rasmanjanjih's friend was sold on the idea that he could tell which
animals had once been friends or family by masturbating them.  It wasn't
what the mystic was trying to teach them, but boys often get it wrong.  For
a few years the two boys did all the bulls, dogs and monkeys they could
convince to allow them to touch them.  The dean was in his seventh year at
school when the older boy showed him a new game, 'drinking the cum'.  Not
surprisingly more dogs started following them around after they began
putting the spurting dicks in their mouths.  It was a happy time for the
boys as they learned that the animals were willing to return the favors
they did them.  The dean's friend had been accepted to go to school at
Oxford in England and his father was bragging around town about how smart
his son was.

All good stories of 'huberis' have a down fall, the father was making an
offering at a Hindu temple when the old mystic heard him.  The man was not
certain the boy was the same one he had tried teaching so many years
earlier, but he thought only such a one could be considered that smart.  He
had a few of his followers trail the two boys for a week.  At first there
didn't seem to be anything remarkable about two boys being followed by a
pack of dogs, but the mystic thought back to what he had tried teaching the
boy and wondered if his story had been corrupted.  At the end of a week the
mystic asked the boy's father to bring the boy to him and answer a few
questions.  The father, certain that the mystic only wanted to learn how
smart his son was, complied.

Sitting with his father and a holyman the boy couldn't have lied had he
wanted to deceive them.  Instead the dean's friend told how they went
around the city trying to release the tension of the city's dogs, bulls and
monkeys.  When he admitted to drinking their cum the boy's father called
for the dean's father, also.  The following morning both boys were on their
way out of India, the dean to his sister's home in America and his friend
to school in England.  Both fathers agreed that it was the only way to
avoid the scandal that would be caused by abusing their relatives.

Knowing where his taste for dog cum had begun I tried learning if he had
ever allowed a dog or bull to mount him, but he evaded answering me with
all the skill of a pedantic professor.

"But how did you learn about me?"


It turns out I have not been as circumspect as I thought.  The woman that
leads the exercises on the roof of the engineering building had caught
sight of one of the dogs licking my ass one morning as she was waiting for
the class to arrive.  She does not have the best eyesight, so she couldn't
tell who I was but she was able to tell that I was male and that the dog
was quite large.  She hadn't said anything until there was a discussion
going on about getting the house where I live demolished.  The people
around the table were in favor of getting rid of the house, but didn't feel
that there was any hurry for another fifty spaces to by added to the
parking lot, I promise there will be more when they get the land.  She and
the dean were good friends and often talked when he arrived early for the
exercise class.

The morning after the discussion about demolishing the house she confided
in him what she had seen.  From that morning on he had spent time and money
in trying to catch me having sex with the dogs, again.  He had almost given
up when with night goggles, he had bought at an Army Surplus Store, he saw
me being mounted by Cho.  He giggled at the irony of the dog's name being
the same as the woman who had outed me.  That was when he decided I needed
to be sent to the other campus, he knew about Dr. Koffman's habit of having
his German Shepards rape applicants for teaching positions.  It had
happened once too often at the main campus which was why the good doctor
was exiled.

He had begun obsessing over me.  Every night and morning he would spend
some time hoping to see what the night goggles had previewed.  The morning
he finally caught me he had fallen asleep on the roof the night before
waiting for me.  The sun hitting him in the eyes had awakened him and
that's when he saw Sean and Ivan prodding at me with their snouts.  He was
able to watch the entire sequence of events, from the first swipe of a
tongue in my ass until all three of us shot.  As he told about stalking me
and how he had bought a camera with a long distance zoom just for the
moment he caught me, my anger was raised anew.

The only thing I could think to do was turn Cho loose.  Even if he did like
dog dick and cum the fifteen plus inches he would be forced to take would
take its toll.  I only hoped that he wouldn't start fighting with Sean and
Ivan.  If Cho behaved the way I knew he might, the doctor was going to get
two more loads of dog cum down his throat and one up his ass.  Cho had been
standing with his front paws on the chain link fence for ten minutes or
more and his dick was fully extended, I didn't think there was much doubt
he was ready to use it.

Once or twice I have talked with other guys that have an intereest in
having sex with dogs and they range from experiences where the dogs act
like Sean and Ivan and will fuck any wet hole to dogs like Cho.  Released
from his dean he didn't even look at the man sitting on the blanket in the
center of the yard or at the two dogs laying by the fence licking their
dicks and balls.  Cho came directly to me.  He growled a slight warning to
the dean to stay away and then tried making his desire to have me known.

Yes, I love him too.  He has yet to completely replace Griff but perhaps
one day he will be able to sense my emotions enough to comfort me when
needed.  That day I didn't need comforted although I was upset, I needed
him to pound away and show that he could dominate me.  Remembering the plan
to show Cho that I was the boss I didn't let him have my ass until I had
put my erection in his mouth and then made him lick my balls.  He tried to
avoid both actions, but when I insisted he ran that smooth tongue up and
down and when I knelt down tried to get inside me with it.

The Dean had seen me take Cho one other time, but he still went slack-jawed
at the sight of fifteen inches disappearing.  As they often do, Sean and
Ivan changed holes and before the dean could fend them off had him once
more filled from both ends.  I no longer cared, Cho had proven an affection
that I had been missing for a long time.

Later that night a young Indian girl and boy delivered an envelope to my
front door.  There was no doubt in my mind they were the doctor's children
and he was telling me a tale of trust by sending them.  If I had still been
a minor I would have willingly tried to learn if the boy was cursed liked
his father.  The laws against that type of thing for an adult are much
worse than for what I do.  Although I have wondered about an over-zealous
prosecutor charging a male that mounts a dog or horse with rape, could it
happen in states where there are no laws against sex with a loving dog?