Date: Fri, 13 Jul 2007 15:44:03 -0500
From: charles Turner <cbru49@gmail.com>
Subject: home again 3-4

The standard disclaimers are in effect, if sexuality that is not missionary
position heterosexuality offends you close this page and go somewhere else
for a vanilla shake.  I will allow my readers to assume this is a work of
fiction although I will attempt telling the story as close to how it
happened as possible.

Chap. 3

I had to go home by way of the fields and along the copse of trees that ran
between the hay fields and the road.  I was glad my mother was at the
hospital and there were neighbors close by to see me.  By the time I sat
down in the basement of the barn to cool off the smell of piss drying on my
body had become intoxicating.  The last thing I wanted was to take a
shower, but with the auctioneer sending some of his employees by when they
had time I couldn't spend the day smelling like an outhouse and dog.  Not
surprisingly Griff had caught a whiff of me before I walked into the barn
and met me with a growl.  He had not been around when I indulged myself
with the boxer or belgian shepard, the smell of Ivan on his bitch put him
in the mood to dominate and mark me.  I had planned on going to the shower
after cooling off, but Griff had a different idea and had me on the floor
five seconds after I stood up.

Normally Griff would have lapped at my ass, I don't know if he believed he
was getting me prepared to fuck or enjoyed the taste, that day he plunged
into me without waiting for me to get onto my hands.  Griff had never had
much technique when he fucked me, usually he plunged in and out hard until
his knot was wedged inside and then he followed by short thrusts until a
full flow of cum allowed him to turn and pull at me.  He had never nipped
at me or growled when he fucked me, that day I obviously needed a lesson
because Griff bit at my shoulders humping in and out, let his dick swell
and spit in and on me.  I tried yelling at Griff to stop, but he wasn't
about to listen or stop.

My ass had been pummeled to mush by Ivan and I wasn't ready for a second
round.  Griff was hurting me and I began to cry, the first time since he
had learned what to do.  The way he was pounding at me I expected him to
tie and drag me around the barn, surprisingly he didn't.  He had been
shooting into me and the knot had been popping in and out for a few minutes
when he jumped down.  I flipped onto my back so he wouldn't think he could
get back in, I expected him to walk away and begin to clean himself off.
Griff didn't move for a minute, then he raised his right leg and sprayed my
cock and balls with his piss.

In the shower I understood his action, for fourteen years he had believed I
belonged to him.  I had cheated on him and flaunted it by entering the barn
with the scent of another dog.  I understood the dominance he demonstrated
by pounding so hard, but why hadn't he tied me and why had he pissed on me
for the first time since a pup.  Did he think the smell of piss on my skin
came from another dog or didn't he want me to be with other humans.

After my shower I looked at my asslips in a mirror and wasn't sure I could
make it to see Fred and Jesus the next day.  I had learned as a child that
I wasn't often able to take having my ass plugged by Griff more than three
times a week, now I'd had two dogs in one day and feared that I was going
to be offered to a third dog the next evening.  Jesus and Fred had thought
it was funny that I started running when they threatened me with the dog
still locked in the house.  Before dressing I squeezed half a tube of
Procto-cream into my butt and smeared it around with me fingers.

I woke the next morning convinced that I wouldn't make the trip to our
neighbors.  My mother sat at the breakfast table with me telling me about
people I didn't care if I ever saw again.  When she mentioned that Jesus
worked at the hospital and had been asking her about me everytime he was on
duty in the section where my father was dieing I was shocked.  If Jesus was
having a relationship with Fred why was he concerned about me, or was he
waiting for an opportunity to see me taking a dog?  He had seen me take at
least a hundred different cocks when we were in school, thinking about that
I remembered how badly he had wanted to fuck me and the fights we had.  Now
that I was no longer a human virgin I was willing to take his uncut seven
inches, all he needed to do was let me know he was interested.  I'd even be
willing to take Fred, that he told Jesus about me being a dog slut was
forgiven.  If they wanted to try getting in my ass at the same time, I
would do whatever I thought was necessary.

The ballgame was a blowout, the hometeam scored five runs in the first,
three in the second and another five in the third.  I turned off the game
and tried reading.  Within a couple of hours I was bored with the book and
turned the Tv back on, the game was in the top of the seventh inning.  As
soon as I heard that I knew I was going to their house.  The order that
Jesus gave me didn't make me believe that I needed to dress up to meet
people.  In shorts and a two-strapper I drove over the hill.  In the yard
of their house I saw six more cars than the previous day, I guessed they
had invited people over to watch the game.  Two trash cans full of empty
beer cans made me think I would be finding everybody drunk.  Before I had a
chance to knock on the door Ivan ran around the corner of the house and put
his feet on my shoulders, the wolfhound was so big that standing that way
the tip of his sheath was not more than six inches from my mouth.  I had
never put my mouth to Griff's dick or the other two dogs that had screwed
me, I had never even thought I would lick or suck a dog dick.  But with
Ivan greeting me the way he did I changed my mind, if I had the chance I
was going to have Ivan in my mouth before I headed home.

I hadn't rang the bell or knocked when Jesus opened the door and stepped
out onto the porch.  "Planning on showing Ivan how happy you are to see
him?  He needs to wait, bitch.  Get on your knees, I need to piss."  He
wasn't needlessly cruel as he held his hand on top of my head and filled my
mouth again and again with the clear piss that I had learned was a sign
that the pisser had been drinking a lot of beer. I swallowed every drop he
gave me and would have suck him off if he'd let me.

Inside the house were about fifteen guys I'd gone to school with, I had
sucked everyone of their dicks and they had all watched me drink each
other's piss hundreds of times.  Fred was sitting in the center of a couch
in front of the television, too drunk to stand or talk right.  Immediately
I regretted showing up.  "The faggots here.  You all remember Dan?  He must
have sucked everyone of you a hundred times or more.  The faggot wouldn't
let us fuck him while we were in school, but now he opens that ass up for
anyone that wants it.  Don't you, Dan?"  This wasn't sounding good, I
started inching back towards the door.  I hoped I could get out of the
house and to my car before things turned worse.  There was one problem,
between me and the door stood the biggest Akita I had ever seen, he must
have been at least two hundred and forty pounds of muscle.  "Today he's
going to make up for all those times you wanted a piece of ass and all he'd
do was give a blow job."

I didn't know what to do, they were hooting and hollering like a bunch of
hillbilly rubes that had been offered first batch moonshine.  Between the
dog inside, Ivan outside and fifteen drunks in the living room I knew I
wasn't getting out of that house before I'd been filled with so much cum
and piss that I'd float down the road. "Thesse guys are ready for the
entertainment, faggot.  Get undressed and on your knees."  I could see that
Fred wouldn't stay awake after one orgasm, the others I didn't know.  I
would have put up a fight, but no one had mentioned the fact that Fred and
Jesus had watched me taking on Ivan the previous day.  I hoped against all
reasonable expectations that Fred and Jesus had thought that too depraved
to talk about in front of their friends.

As soon as I undressed and dropped to my knees Fred tried getting off the
couch, he was so drunk that his feet got tangled in his pants and he fell
on the floor striking his head and knocking himself out.  While Jesus took
Fred to another room I thought I'd try to get dressed and leave, but the
others in the room had decided by that time that Fred's offer of my ass and
mouth was more than they could resist.  Either I'm hotter than I think or
they had been without for too long, because the first round of satisfying
the fourteen guys left in the room took less than thirty minutes.  At least
half a dozen of those cocks felt familiar as they poked through my lips and
fucked my mouth.  If my ass hadn't already been sore from Griff and Ivan
the day before I might have enjoyed the gangbang, none of the guys cared if
I was enjoying myself but that didn't mean much to me.

Jesus was the last of the group to stick his dick in my ass.  The cum
squishing around in me made a great lubricant for him.  Unlike the others
he had busted a nut the previous day and he let himself enjoy the time he
spent stroking back and forth and around in circles in my ass.  If I hadn't
sworn to myself to remain silent I might have been begging for a cok in my
mouth before Jesus shot his load in me.  He held himself deep within me for
a few minutes after I felt him stop shooting, I didn't know what he was
planning but I soon knew that he was giving me another load of piss to
match the first one he gave me, only this one was flowing from the other
end.  The heat and motion of the piss flowing into me did what none of the
others had, I began shooting a load of my cum on the floor.

Jesus kept churning the piss around in my ass and soon I had to run to the
bathroom to let the mixture of piss and cum out.  Sitting on the commode
most of the guys that had just either fucked me or gotten a blowjob started
squeezing in.  Hank, a wrestler that I'd always hated sucking, lifted me
off the commode and set me in the tub.  They lined up along the side of the
tub pissing all over me, it was a fantasy that I had harbored since that
first time Fred pissed on me.  Some of the guys zipped up and left as soon
as they were done pissing, but a few joined Jesus in the living room in
front of the television.  I had showered and was searching in the living
room or my clothes when I noticed that the Akita was licking up my cum from
the floor.  I wasn't the only one to notice what was happening.

Jesus's brother Rafa made some type of comment about the dog being as much
a faggot as me.  It hurt to hear Rafa calling me a faggot, he had been one
of the guys in high school that had always treated me well even after I
sucked his dick or drank his piss.  I think I had a crush on him.  He
couldn't have known about it with me sucking off most of the guys our age,
but when he unzipped his pants I put an extra effort into making him feel
good.  Most of our junior year in high school we rode the same bus home,
I'd make sure that if he wanted it my mouth was available to him before we
arrived at his stop.  Many days I struggled to hold in his piss as long as
I could.  About once a week I tried to open up to him about letting Griff
fuck me, I wanted him to be the first guy to put his dick in my ass.  With
my life being as perverse as it was I couldn't tell him what I wanted.  I
doubt that he would have been interested anyway, he was supposedly screwing
the girl that sat in front of him in history class.

Jesus responded that they should make the two faggots make out with each
other.  I thought I would die, weas it just a slip or was Jesus going to
tell everyone about me being willing to allow their wolfhound to fuck me.
There were only four other guys left in the living room and they had all
had a lot to drink, I decided at that moment that I wasn't going to put on
a show for Jesus or his friends.  Little good that did, I still hadn't
found my clothes when I heard Jesus tell the dog to lick me.  I tried
pushing that big head away as it forced its way between my cheeks and ran
its tongue over my crack.  Rafa and Hank grabbed my while my hands were
busy and dragged me in fron of the television and pushed me to the floor.
Before Hank moved away Rafa rubbed my head and pettted me like he would
have the Akita.  That dog knew what was coming, he worked his tongue up and
down and in and out.  While Rafa's hand was still on my head I looked back
and saw more dog cock than I had imagined possible.  "You're going to have
to hold your boyfriend when Cho wedges hinmself in his ass."

"Fuck you, Jesus.  You were the one that always wanted to bring him home
for the weekend."  I had never spent even an hour at a schoolmates home
after the day Fred pissed on me.  It wasn't that my blow jobs weren't
appreciated, I was grabbed after ball games, church, scouts and dances.  It
was just that nobody wanted to be known as the faggot's friend or heaven
forbid, boyfriend.  I doubted Jesus thought that way about me, he probably
just wanted my mouth around all weekend or thought he might get my ass if
he had me in bed.  If Jesus had asked I would have run home without saying
anything, if Rafa had asked I would have beat him to his parents.

"Just hold him, bitch. Cho will knock him on his face."  When they saw that
Cho was too tall to get his dick in my ass, Rafa tugged me over to the
couch and pushed me over the arm.  Cho must have seen an ass spread for him
before that day, after showering away the piss I had put some vaseline in
my hole in case one of the guys wanted to go another time.  As the Akita's
dick hit my slit I thanked God that I had the foresight to prepare myself.
Everyone except Rafa jacked off on my back and head watching the big dog
doing what came naturally.  As the softball sized knot entered my ass Rafa
plopped himself on the couch and scooted under my mouth.  Handing the dog's
leash to his brother Rafa began rapidly bouncing my head up and down on his
lap and I was carried away with the feeling of dog cum and Rafa squirting
into me at the same time.

Jesus was experienced in watching dogs fuck.  Otherwise he wouldn't have
had the leash attached to Cho's collar.  He held the big dog from turning
and ripping out my asshole. Rafa on the other hand mustn't have had much
experience after I left school.  He lay back on the couch gasping for
breath the entire time his dick softened in my mouth.  Cho was beginning to
slip out of me when I felt the stream of piss that Rafa had saved for me.
I moved around to where I was kneeling between his legs and gratefully
drank every drop.  Piss may be sterile, but it is alcoholic.  From all the
piss I drank I was too drunk to drive home.  I had expected Jesus and Fred
would kick me out as soon as everyone was done using me, but Rafa spent the
evening talking to me about the years since school and people we both had
known.

It was a complete surprise when Rafa took me by the hand and led me to the
room he was using for the night.  I had learned that he stayed with his
brother and Fred about once a month when he was home from the city, the
same city where I went to school.  The main reason he went home that often
was so he could visit with his dog, Ivan.  Even though I was wrapped in
Rafa's arms I didn't sleep well that night.  I woke up before the sun rose
to a totally quiet house.  Jesus was still sleeping on the couch and Cho
was stretched out against it.  In the kitchen where I went for a glass of
water I found Ivan pacing in front of the door.  I opened the door so he
could get out and followed him into the cool air, The big hound didn't
spend much time out there, he lifted his leg, let go with a steady stream
of piss and ran back to me.

I knew I should head to my mother's house, but the idea of crawling back
into Rafa's arms for an hour or two was more enticing than breakfast
listening to my mother moan about my father.  Before I had the opportunity
to get into bed Ivan began licking at Rafa's balls and cock, I didn't know
how far he allowed Ivan to go, but watching another guy get licked by the
dog thrilled me.  Still, I wanted Rafa's arms around me more.  I manuevered
myself under his arm and spooned my butt into his crotch before I felt any
movement from Rafa that resembled awareness.  Ivan had gotten him hard, but
I got to enjoy the benefit of the dog's efforts.

"I hoped you hadn't gone home."  That was all Rafa said before he slid the
whole length of his dick into me.  I wasn't sure he knew exactly what was
happening, but he stroked my dick and rubbed Ivan's head as he built to an
orgasm.  I was squirming more than a girl on her first date as he stroked
me, fucked me and Ivan licked my balls and the tip of my dick.  Rafa and I
came within a few seconds of each other, the raspy softness of Ivan's
tongue licking the cum off my dick was more than I could stand, but Rafa
wouldn't allow me to push the dog out of the bed until his hand and my dick
were completely clean.

I was careful to thoroughly clean the smell of cum and dog off me before I
headed home.


Chap 4

I didn't need to be so careful.  Less than a hundred yards beyond the end
of my parent's property I found Griff laying alongside the road.  He didn't
look like he'd been hit by a car so I guessed that his heart had given out
when he decided to go looking for me.  I mourned more for Griff than I ever
mourned for a person, is it really a wonder, we had been as close as lovers
for fourteen years and he had never let me down.  During the days I cried
for Griff I had the feeling that there was a reason for me to be
unemcumbered at this point in my life, I hoped I was able to find out the
reason soon.

Friday night I was pulled away from a book that I'd been promising myself I
would finish before classes began in the fall by loud barking coming from
the driveway.  I thought it sounded like Ivan barking, but I didn't think
he would have been loose at that time in the evening unless he ran away.
But there he was, dragging Rafa on a leash.  I wasn't sure which one of
them to hug first.  I couldn't believe that Rafa had come to see me, nor
could I believe that Ivan was calling to me.  I didn't have to choose, Ivan
pushed his way in front of Rafa and jumped up to look me in the eyes and
began licking my face.  A great deal of the sadness that had accompanied
Griff's death was washed away by Ivan's saliva and when Rafa grabbed me I
had the first erection I managed in a week.

It had only taken one look and I was ready for anything Rafa would have
suggested.  We went back to his brother's house and spent the night locked
in his bedroom with Ivan.  They wore me out that night, sharing me without
ever disagreeing on whose turn it was to spread my legs or lick my dick.
Having Ivan licking my balls while Rafa sucked my dick gave me more intense
orgasms and biggger loads than I ever remember shooting.  Rafa was trying
to respond to me differently than he had around his brother and their
friends, he no longer called me names or demanded my actions.

I found it sweet that he wanted to be that way, but I needed him to
dominate me.  To put him back on the road I wanted him to travel I would
drop to my knees and beg for him to allow this or that, it took him most of
the night but over breakfast of toast and coffee he started to sort out
that he needed to take the initiative and demand I perform for him if he
expected me to be fulfilled.  We had moved a long way by the time he left
for the city Sunday night.  One thing he had learned was that I didn't just
allow dog's to fuck me, I enjoyed the feeling of having the right dog on my
back and in my ass.

On his way to the highway he dropped Ivan and a cell phone at the farm with
me.  On the phone was a text message, every other night I expect you to
take Ivan into the barn and have him fuck you.  Before you let him enter
you call my number and either let the voice mail pick up the sounds of him
fucking you or talk to me about what is happening.  I'll be back Friday.
It was stranger than anything I'd ever done, but begging into the phone for
Ivan to fuck harder and shoot more and more cum was satisfying in a way I
never expected.  I knew I was performing for a man that expected me to be
his even when we weren't together.

Friday night when Rafa pulled into the driveway I opened the door to his
car and dove onto his cock like I'd never sucked dick before.  Rafa didn't
let me do what I wanted, instead he stood and soaked me from head to crotch
with four hours worth of piss.  He didn't even ask if my mother was at home
when he turned around dropped his shorts and pushed my head between his
cheeks.  It wouldn't have mattered, I knew that Rafa and I were moving in a
new direction and I was prepared to do whatever he ordered me to do.

I might have wondered about that had I known everything that was going to
happen the next two days.  A few minutes after we arrived at the house
where Jesus and Fred lived we were alone, Rafa's brother had agreed to
trade homes for the weekend.  Jesus wanted to go to a ballgame in the city
and spend an afternoon at the racetrack.  Rafa agreed to take care of Cho,
little did I know that I would be taking care of the brute.

"When are you headed back to school?"  That Rafa even knew school would be
starting soon surprised me.  I didn't think he paid any attention to
university.  His job didn't depend on students and he had said he lived
across town from the campus I attended.

"I"ll be going into the city in ten days or so to find a place to live and
my classes start a few days after the beginning of the month."  I wanted to
continue seeing Rafa once I arrived in the city, but without Ivan or Griff
I didn't know what my life would be like.

"You're not looking for a house.  I'm moving three blocks from the campus
this week.  I rented a house with a big yard so you and Ivan have a place
to play."  The idea of living with another man had never occurred to me.
But hearing Rafa tell me what was going to happen was enough to change
that.  I probably should have hugged Rafa or kissed him, but all I could
think to do was get on my klnees and throw my arms around Ivan's neck and
murmur into the coarse hair that we would still be together.  We had a
quiet evening together, Rafa knew that Ivan had fucked me the night before
because he had listened to me whimpering into his phone as the knot had
slid in and louder when it slid out.

Rafa woke me early the next morning to drain his morning piss.  Before I
was allowed to drain myself we began a run.  I hadn't known that Rafa ran,
but he had no trouble staying at my side, in fact he used a quirt on my ass
a few times to make me run faster.  With Ivan pulling on the leash and Rafa
swatting me with the quirt I was happier than I had ever been while
exercising.

"Rafa, I need to piss."  We'd been running for more than a half hour and I
was uncomfortable with the piss built up in my bladder.

"You don't need to ask if you can piss."  Something in the way he said that
told me that I really did need to ask.

"Can I stop?"  Neither the man or dog had slowed down, I was sure if I did
that I was going to get hit harder with the quirt.

"No."  I wrongly assumed that He would allow me to pull my dick out of my
shorts and try pissing between my legs.  Rafa saw what I was trying to do
and swatted me harder with the quirt.

"I didn't tell you that you could touch your dick, bitch.  You want to
piss, fill your shorts."  Just hearing him tell me what to do was enough to
make my dick hard.  For the next ten mintes I was too hard to piss, but the
moment I softened enough I let the flow splatter my stomach and wet my
shorts.  The piss was still dripping out of the cotton onto the road when
Rafa turned into the driveway for a deserted hunting camp.  We were just
around the first curve when he said to stop.

I don't know which Rafa likes better, watching me drink piss or being
fucked by a dog, but I guess it doesn't matter since he tells me when he
wants to seen one or the other.  Both activities get him excited enough to
cum. That day as I sucked my own piss out of my shorts he fucked my ass and
promised that I would not want for piss or dog dick while I lived with him.

As easily as Rafa had taken on the role I had hoped for him to assume there
was a soft side to him that he was willing to display when he cooked
dinner, cuddled after Ivan fucked me and we watched the news.  I couldn't
believe I was as lucky as I was and would have promised him anything.  I
probably should not have said that on Sunday morning.

Being into getting fucked by dogs, drinking piss and getting gangbanged you
probably think there isn't much sexually that I don't do or haven't tried.
Not true.  I haven't and won't rim a dog, I have never screwed a bitch (a
stud twice), I haven't eaten shit and I've never had sex with a woman.
Those are my limits and I mean to stick with them.  Until that morning I
would have said that I would never suck a dog's dick.  But after hearing
that I would do anything for him Rafa decided that the time had come for me
to suck Ivan while enjoying his seven hard inches up my butt.

I tried telling him that my promise was a rhetorical comment and that was
meant to mean normal and reasonable actions.  He didn't care what I meant.
The entire time I was trying to get him to change his mind he was slapping
my right butt cheek harder and harder.  I had taken a dozen or so swats
with the quirt on that cheek on Saturday and had been left feeling sore,
his hand striking the same place was hurting enough to make tears flow down
my cheeks.  He wouldn't stop.  When I screamed that it was too much he
paused and gave me the option of sucking ivan's dick or being hit another
twenty-five times as hard as he could.  I broke at the thought of my ass
hurting for the following week.

Ivan lay down in front of me where Rafa told him.  When he felt me playing
with his balls and stroking his sheath he started poking out a little at a
time.  Just that bit was enough for Rafa.

"Get your mouth on it, bitch.  I want him to grow in your mouth.

"You don't want to miss one drop of his cum do you?"

That I had sucked hundreds and hundreds of different dicks didn't seem to
matter to me at that moment.  I was a dog dick virgin.  As I hesitated
about four inches away from the tip Rafa slapped my ass cheek again, this
time harder than any of the other slaps.  I thought that Ivan would taste
wild, or bitter or disgusting but he didn't.  He didn't taste as good as
most men, but better than aome that let their cheese build up.  The pencil
dick slid over my tongue easily and I felt the pointy end scratching at the
uvula.  My natural inclination to suck dick took over and Ivan was soon
swelling in my mouth. There was less taste to the constant drip from his
dick than Rafa's precum, thinking about the man in my ass and his dog in my
ass was enough to make me shoot a load of cum on the bedsheet.  It was
probably the rhythmic pulsing of my ass caused by cumming that swept Rafa
over the edge.  With us both engrossed in human ejeculations I didn't
notice that Ivan had slipped into my throat and his knot was pressing
against my lips.

I tried to gulp down a breath of air only to have the knot slip between my
lips and fill my mouth.  Frantically I breathed through my nose while Ivan
started getting more and more excited.  Ivan never came as much as Griff
had, but the flow of cum down my throat didn't seem to stop for ten
minutes.  The entire time his dog remained in my mouth Rafa held his dick
in my ass.  Having him force me beyond my limits I wanted to be angry, but
I knew that what I'd said earlier had given him every right to explore my
love.