Date: Mon, 26 Sep 2011 09:15:35 -0700
From: Rollerboy <rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com>
Subject: LATTER DAY LOVERS PART 1 (Bestiality)

Latter Day Lovers

Part 1

by Rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com


It was a warm Sunday afternoon, and I was still unwinding from the previous
week, dreading the week ahead.  Work has been terribly slow and boring, and
that makes the days drag; yet, the weekends seem to fly by...... how is
that fair?

My typical weekend ritual is to get my chores done on Saturday, go out on
Saturday night, and hopefully wind up in bed with some gorgeous hunk who is
in town on business and away from his family.  I particularly like married
men because they have so many pent-up gay urges, and just go wild when they
are two thousand miles away from the wife.  They also make the best gay
lovers because they're accustomed to making love to a woman.  They are more
tender, sensuous, and passionate........ all the things women expect.  I
get tired of "jack hammer" lovers who just want to get their rocks off,
then leave unceremoniously.

Sundays are my naked day.  I shed all my textiles and luxuriate in my home
and around the pool in my birthday suit.  There's nothing more liberating
than being naked and feeling the warm sun and cool breezes against all of
your anatomy.  I also enjoy public nudity, whether it's a beach, a gay
resort, or a co-ed naturist resort. They all have their appeal, the latter
being my favorite because I enjoy seeing the number of married men who
"manscape", that is, trim or completely shave their pubic region. I thought
that ritual was reserved for gay men, but it's amazing to see how many
straight men are losing the pubes! Perhaps they've learned that shaved
pubes make the cock look bigger! A delightful optical illusion.

It was a particularly clear and beautiful day that Sunday, and I was
lounging by the pool with a cold beer, listening to my favorite opera arias
on my MP3 player.  Nature called so I went inside to relieve myself, and
was tempted to stroke my uncut cock, but I decided to leave that task for
outdoors.  I finished taking a satisfying piss, and was just heading to the
refrigerator to get myself another beer, when I heard the doorbell
ring. "Shit", I said to myself, thinking that it was a roving band of
Jehovah's Witnesses, who have been seen in the neighborhood lately. I am
not a religious person, so their "bible thumping" is something I avoid at
all costs.  I quietly went to the door and peaked through the drapes to see
a gorgeous blonde young man, in a white, short-sleeved shirt, and a blue
necktie, standing there with a beautiful Golden Labrador Retriever. The dog
turned slightly and I could see his magnificent dark ball sac dangling low
between his legs. I was transfixed for what seemed like hours on this
vision of a hunky blonde man and his hunky blonde dog, standing at my front
door.

After a few seconds, I snapped out of my trance and saw the young man press
the doorbell again, then reach down and grab the rigid handle attached to
the dog's vest. It immediately dawned on me that this Greek God standing at
my door was actually blind. My curiosity got the best of me, so I went to
the door and looked through the peephole. He had on a pair of very dark
glasses and he was strikingly handsome. So much so that I could feel a
tingle between my legs. I composed myself, then asked, "May I help you"
through the door loud enough so he could hear me (he's blind, not
deaf..... stupid!). With that, he took off his dark glasses and I was
immediately stricken by his perfectly normal, piercing steel-blue eyes. I
thought to myself, "How could he be blind? His eyes are the most perfect
pair I've ever seen!". I stammered in responding to him saying, "Ah, excuse
me..... I'm not.....Uh.......could you give.......nothing........on". Could
you give me a minute?".  He quickly responded to me, "Sir, if I understand
you correctly, you're telling me that you are quite naked?". Then he
giggled softly and said, "I'm blind, so it's not a problem". That comment
gave me an immediate erection. I gave myself a minute to compose, then I
opened the door and said "Hello, young man". The boy answered, "Please
allow me to introduce myself, I am Joshua and his is my guide dog and
friend, Ezeckiel..... I call him Zeke, for short". We represent the Church
of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and I'd like to talk to you about
your relationship with The Savior". Normally, that statement would
instantly turn me into a rude, obnoxious cretin, and the door would quickly
have been slammed in his face. Not today.

I was so taken with his good looks, and the dog's beautiful balls, that
without hesitation I said, "Please, won't you come in and cool off?". He
said, "Why, thank you sir, that is very kind. Some people seem intimidated
by me or my message and either slam the door in my face, or make me stand
in the hot sun to offer my message of deliverance". He couldn't see it, but
I blushed. I opened the screen door and allowed this beautiful man/boy and
his dog to enter my home. As he came through the door, his left leg gently
brushed my still erect penis, at which point I jumped back. I could see the
corners of his mouth curl up, but he did not say anything. He walked past
me, and I got a great view of his shapely bubble butt in his khaki slacks
and the dog's swinging balls. Magnificent! He held up his arm and said,
"Would you please direct me to your sofa, sir?". I had to shake my head to
get out of my trance, then I took his arm by his bicep, which was solid as
a rock, and slowly led him to the sofa. He sat down and the dog immediately
laid on the floor at his feet, curled up and cozy. I then asked him if he
would like something cool to drink. He responded respectfully, "Normally, I
do not accept anything, but it is so warm today and I could use something
cold". I said, "How about a Snapple lemonade?". He quickly answered, "Oh,
that's my favorite!. And do you think Zeke could have some
water?". "Absolutely!, I said.

There I was, stark naked, and waiting on a blind Mormon missionary and his
dog! I laughed to myself at the irony of it all. As I was rooting around
for the drink, and filling a bowl for the dog, I said, "Please excuse the
mess...... bachelor, you know". As soon as I said it, I wanted to bite my
tongue. Joshua replied, "Well, I am a Virgo, but I'm pretty easy to fool",
then he gave out a hearty laugh. I felt like crawling into the nearest
hole, but instead, I laughed along with him. Then he said, "It sure smells
nice...... like a man..... I like that". My cock started to stir
again. "Thankyou", was all I could think to say at that moment, wondering
to myself what it was about my place that smelled like a man. Visions of
mounds of dirty jock straps and athletic socks filled my head. "I can tell
a lot about a person by how he smells or feels", he said. I was taken aback
by his comment and asked, "Do you feel all the people you talk to?". He
smiled a broad smile, showing the results of thousands of dollars of
orthodontics....... his beautiful, white teeth, then said, "Only the ones I
want to feel, and not through a screen door that's bolted shut and has a
foot up against it, lest I work my way in". He smiled again, broadly. I
don't know what came over me, but I responded by saying, "Would you like to
feel me?", blushing as red as a tomato!

He gently eased Zeke over to the side, then he said, "Scoot your chair
forward and face me". "What's your name?". "Jeff", I replied. I came
closer, sitting right across from him, mesmerized by his vacant, but
brilliant blue eyes. I was transfixed. Staring seemingly right through me,
he gently put each hand on the sides of my head, and then softly raked his
fingers through my thick, wavy brown hair at least three times. He then
drew them forward and using his fingertips with a featherlight touch,
examined every inch of the landscape of my face. My deep set eyes, my crows
feet, my masculine nose, my dimples, and the cleft in my chin. It was as
though he was mapping my facial features and feeding the information into a
database..............creating an image of me in his mind. He was almost
trance-like, and the dreamy feel of his touch made me woozy. He stopped,
put his hands on his lap, and said, "You are a very handsome man, with dark
features, and the wisdom that comes with age....... and you have just
enough lines in your face to tell me that, but oh, it's such a handsome
face". "You are about 42 years old".  I was incredulous! I turned 42 about
a week ago. "How did you know?", I said with disbelief. "I saw it on your
driver's license", he said, and then launched into uproarious
laughter. "Gotcha! Just kidding....... I'm blind, remember? Again, I
blushed like a school girl. After he composed himself, he said, "My fingers
don't lie to me". "May I continue.... I feel that I'm getting to know you,
Jeff". I said, "Sure, Josh..... may I call you Josh?". He just nodded and
gently placed his hands on my neck as he entered that trance-like state.

His gentle, yet strong fingers palpated my neck, then worked their way
across the tops of my shoulders, at which point he said, "Nice trapezius
development", to which I answered, "Thanks, I do a lot of shrugs".  He then
cupped each of my deltoids and remarked, "Like a bunch of
bananas...... isn't that how the saying goes?". I was flattered and
replied, "Yes". He then moved down and circled his hands around my biceps
and triceps, and guessed, "19 inch guns?", to which I responded, "Close, 18
and a half, but I'm working on it!". He smiled broadly and moved down to my
forearms. As I followed his hands down my arms with my eyes, I could not
help but notice the bulge growing in his Dockers. I could clearly see the
outline of his cock down his left pants leg. There was no defined "head",
so I knew right then that he as uncircumcised. Given that I'm wild about
foreskin, my cock started stirring again. He took each of my hands in his
and gave a nod of approval, whispering, "Strong, manly hands". I leaned
forward and whispered in his ear, "Thanks!". Again, he flashed that
remarkable smile. He then moved back up my arms and cupped my pecs, gently
pinching my meaty nipples. Again, a smile of approval appeared on his
face. Suddenly, he laid his hand squarely over my heart, which was racing
with excitement. He paused there for a moment, then amazingly, winked at
me! He slowly moved his hands down over my abs, and then swept them to my
sides. "You have excellent ab and rectus abdominous muscle
development.... I'll bet you don't eat a lot of fat?". It was as if he
intentionally went that way so as not to brush against my raging hard-on. I
quietly said, "No, no I don't". He moved his hand to the tops of my legs,
gently squeezed, then went past my knees and cupped my calves. As he came
back up, his head was practically between my knees, and I could see his
nostrils flare as he caught wind of my male parts. Before I knew it, his
right hand was firmly grasping my erection, which he then slowly pumped
back and forth for a few strokes. With each upward stroke, my ample
foreskin would envelope the glans, allowing my penis to glide smoothly in
and out of it's skin. A few more strokes and I would have blown my load all
over him.

Josh suddenly let go and sat back in the sofa, breathing heavily as he
said, "I'm so sorry...... that's not why I'm here. I'm here to share the
word of God, but I have a feeling I need you more than you need me right
now". Sensing his anguish, I moved over to sit next to him, my cock still
throbbing with excitement. I put my arms around the grieving man child, and
he proceeded to tell me about being raised a Mormon, and the guilt
associated with him having gay urges. "I asked him how he has been able to
deal with that kind of pressure".  His response astounded me. He said,
"Zeke helps me with that.........God forgive me!". With that, he buried his
head in my chest and put his right arm up on my left shoulder. He sobbed
softly as I held him in my arms, feeling the pain and anguish that rigid
religion heaped upon him throughout his formative years. I comforted him
and softly said, "It's okay Joshua, let it out". Torrents of tears ran down
my chest and pooled in my navel. The sweet tears of a boy torn between his
love of God and the Earthly urges he cannot deny. I just let him purge
himself on the sofa, in my arms.

Once he calmed, I lifted his chin with my finger and kissed him sweetly on
his mouth. He opened his moist lips and gently gave me his tongue. As we
kissed, I could taste his salty tears mixed in with his sweet saliva. He
backed away and said, "I'm sorry", and I replied, "For what? Being human
and imperfect? Welcome to the club!".  He smiled and had a huge sense of
relief on his youthful face. "Isn't what I do with Zeke a sin?". Being the
heathen that I am, I could not quote the Bible or the Baltimore Catechism,
but I replied, "Well, it's probably against the law..... but so is smoking
marijuana, but everyone does it!".  I continued, "Look, you have been
forced into this by an oppressive religion, and urges that you can't
control, or deny". "Zeke was just a convenient substitute for a confused
boy who did not know how to deal with this attraction to men".  "And I'll
bet Zeke enjoyed it too!".  He smiled and said, "Oh, yes he does". I then
said, "Do you think you are hurting Zeke in some way?". He replied, "Oh,
no..... I would never do anything to hurt my best friend in the whole
world!". "He seems to like it very, very much". I leaned down to pet the
dog, who seemed to know we were talking about him, because his tail was
wagging. As I petted him, I could see his red rocket poking out of it's
sheath. "Oops, you've sort of given Zeke his signal". I could see that the
dog was getting excited, so I said, "What signal is that?". He replied,
"You're naked.... that's his signal". "I trained him to mount me only when
I'm naked, that way he wouldn't be mounting me as I sat in someone's living
room sharing the Gospel.....ha ha ha!". I started to laugh, then started to
get hard again.

"Have you ever been mounted by a dog?", Joshua asked. I replied that I had
not, but have always fantasized about it. "Would you like to?", he
added. "You've been so kind to me today, I'd like to return the favor". I
was so excited that I was rock hard and shaking. I blurted out, "Yes! I'd
love to let Zeke fuck me!. Joshua asked me if I had any lube, so I went to
the bedroom and got some. He said, "Have you been fucked lately?". "It's
been a few days, so I'm probably kinda tight", I responded. He said he
needed to open me up a little, so I said, "Make yourself comfortable, and
let's do this". Joshua took off his clothes and neatly folded them, placing
them on the sofa. He had an athletic body, with excellent definition and a
fair amount of bulk for such a young man. His nipples were plump and dark,
and his pubes were so blonde, they were barely noticeable. He took the lube
and instructed me to get on all fours on the floor, at the same time he
motioned for Zeke to stay. He gently greased up my hole and slowly circled
it starting with one finger, then two, then three, until I was stretched
nearly enough to take his fist. I am very elastic down there and can take a
fairly good-sized dildo. After I was thoroughly stretched, he motioned to
Zeke to come over to me.

Zeke came over and sat down next to me, never taking his eyes off his
master. Josh reached under and unbuckled this harness, and placed it on the
side. The dog was panting with excitement, and his red rocket was poking
out of it's sheath. Josh asked, "Are you ready for this?". In a nervous,
shaky voice, I said, "Yes, I am". With that Josh simply said, "Zeke,
up!". The dog came up behind me and briefly sniffed my hole, then he jumped
up onto my back and mounted me, wrapping his front legs snuggly around my
waist. He started thrusting and drew closer to me each time. He seemed to
be having trouble finding his mark, so Josh reached under and grabbed his
rod, guiding it to my hole. How he could do that being blind, I don't
know. He must have felt the dog's frustration...... I have no other
explanation.  Once the dog found my hole, he went into overdrive. He thrust
his cock inside of me and began rapid thrusting. As he did, I could feel
his knot swelling inside of me. Josh said to relax and just let it fill me
up. I swear it swelled up to the size of a tennis ball, and it was
initially painful, until he thrust a little further and drove it all the
way past my sphincter. Once inside, the feeling of fullness was
blissful. At that point, the dog stopped humping and just lay there on my
back, and I could feel him filling me up with his dog jiz. I could feel the
hot liquid spurting inside of me. I had never felt anything like it before.

After a few minutes, Zeke started raising one of his hind legs.  I asked
Josh, "What's he doing now?".  Josh replied, "He's trying to
turn...... I'll help him".  I could feel pressure on my sphincter as the
dog moved his leg up and over me, with Josh's assistance. "You're tied, so
just relax and enjoy it while I keep Zeke from trying to move around". I
was locked, butt-to-butt with that beautiful animal. He continued to pump
me full of doggie juice as I stayed there on my hands and knees locked in
intercourse with a canine. "How long will this last?", I grunted, as the
dog tried to pull away. "It could be 20 to 30 minutes.......it's nature's
way of ensuring fecundation of the bitch". "Fecundation?", I asked. "That
means fertilization". I replied, "Oh, that's a word you don't hear
often". Josh laughed and said, "It was recently on my audio Word a Day
calendar". I laughed so hard, my sphincter was clamping down on Zeke's
knot, so the dog was stimulated enough to keep pumping me full of
jiz. After about 20 minutes of being tied together, Zeke's knot subsided
enough to pull out of me with a popping sound, which immediately released a
torrent of dog cum out of my throbbing hole. It pooled on the carpet
beneath me, but I didn't care....... I was having the carpeting cleaned
soon anyway!

I got up to get a towel to clean myself, as Zeke laid on the floor doing
the same with his tongue. Josh sat on the sofa, with a rock hard erection,
and was stroking himself, staring blankly forward when I came into the
room. I said, "That was an amazing experience.... thank you Josh, and you
too Zeke".  The dog wagged his tail upon hearing his name, and Josh just
nodded. I knelt down in front of Josh and took his cock in my hand,
continuing the stroking motion. I said, "Josh, let me help you with this",
and immediately took his throbbing cock into my mouth. He had a sweet,
somewhat musky smell from being out in the hot weather, but it was very
pleasant to me. His cock was rock hard and very veiny. I could feel the
veins ripple as his cock moved in and out of my mouth. Each time I
deep-throated him, he would shudder slightly, so I knew he wasn't far from
orgasm. I continued to suck him and listened as he moaned with delight,
then suddenly, he started to shudder violently, and ejaculated a huge load
into my mouth and down my throat. It came in ropes and it was semen thick
and heavy with sperm. This was the ejaculate of a young man whose testicles
were into hyper-speed producing seed. I swallowed every drop and then
looked up at him, saying, "Mmmmmmm, thanks for the load".  He smiled and
let his head fall back, exhausted from the experience. I went to the sink
and drew a big glass of water to wash it all down and hear Josh say, "Jeff,
that was the most amazing thing I've ever experienced", to which I replied,
"Good, now we're even!".

Joshua and Zeke left shortly thereafter because they had other people to
see, but I programmed my name and number into his voice-activated phone. I
suggested, tongue-in-cheek, that I may need to have the two of them back to
answer my questions about the life of Joseph Smith. Too bad he couldn't see
me wink at him, but I think he got the message.

To be continued............

If you enjoyed this story, please look for my other stories in the
Bestiality and Gay beginnings archives. Look me up under "Prolific Authors"
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