Date: Tue, 28 Aug 2007 17:49:40 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Lil' Brother and Mr. Dooby Part Two" by Jay Roberts   Bestiality

Mikey opened the door, but I could hear what went on from where I was.  The
caller was Bill, the State Trooper, the one who was so nice to me when he
found the farm.

"Who are you?"  he asked of Mikey a bit harsh I though.

"I'm Mikey, Dicky's brother.  Who are you?"

"Bill is the name.  I'm not in uniform, but I'm a tropper."

He sure was out of uniform I thought as I came around to stand next to my
brother.  He was wearing very short white workout shorts and a loose tee
shirt, the kind that is opened down the side.  "You come for some stuff?
Wait, I'll fix you a take out package."

"Just a fucking minute.  Are you trying to bribe me with some sort of
illegal drug?"

I was really confused by this funny tone he was taking.  Wait a minute.  I
could see by his blood shot eyes that he was well in the bag and like some
drunk, like my pa, mean.

"'Cuse me, I didn't mean to offend you'll.  Come in, set awhile.  I got
some good corn likka."

He put his head on the side and squinted at me.  "Is it illegal?"

"Well yes, but it's good stuff."

"Look hick boy, I can arrest you for either crime.  Now let me think which
one I should charge you with and take you to the station."

Mikey suddenly go into the act.  He turned out to be smarter than I
thought.  "Mr. Bill, isn't there something we could do to straighten out
this matter.  Just ask, we'll do it."

A crafty look came over him.  "Tell you what boys, take off your clothes
and then I'll see."

Now this cop with real sexy.  'Course he would be sexier if he wasn't
actin' like a shit.  Anyway if he has some dirty ideas, I might just go
along with it, an' I'm sure pretty Mikey will too.  I see Bill is staring
at Mikey's big cock now danglin' near his knees."

Bill staggered around trying to get undressed, finally he fell on the floor
and got his heavy shoes off, then he shorts and underwear.  "Help me up,"
he ordered.  Mikey being a good boy gave him a hand, but as soon as he was
standing, he took a gun out of his holster.  We hadn't seen that holster
until that moment.  He ordered us to git on our knees and get him hard and
then be prepared for a fuckin'"

Naturally with the gun and all, and his fine strong legs, big ass and meaty
cock, we were convinced.  I began.  His cock was meaty all right but soft
as butter.  I jus' couldn't get it up and runnin'.  Mikey tried.  Bill was
getting' mad at hissself but mostly mad at us.

"Get down on your knees and elbows with your asses up in the air.  Just see
them ought to get me started."

Mikey and I were side by side.  Mikey was shivering in dread of being
pieced with that hung of flesh.  I was easier 'bout it.  I felt the head of
his cock trying to get in me.  It wasn't that I was keepin' him out, it was
that he was still soft.  All that hooch went right to his fundamentals and
softened them up.

He tried, Mikey sucked him again, no luck.  Then his mean nature came up.
I think he decided that if he whipped us that it would get to his cock.  He
took swipe at poor Mikey who howled real loud.  Then all hell broke loose.
Mr. Dooby, who was taking one of his naps woke up from the noise and came
in the room.  He seen this stranger beatin; on us and he let out a roar
like a lion.  I never heard such a sound come out of him afore.  He leaped
on Bill's bare back and wrapped his strong forelegs around Bill's upper
body and dug his nails into the flesh.  Mr. D. musta enjoyed this action
cause his prick oozed out of its sheath and sought a lodging in Bill's bid
ass and hot hole.

Bill's head reared up.  "What the fuck is happening.  Oh no, how did you
boys know that I'm a crazt for getting fucked by a large male dog.  Oh this
dog is good, he hitting the right spots.  Oh, Oh, oo, oo, uh, uh.  Shit I'm
a goner."

We could see that his big cock was now hard as a rock and drippin' stuff so
greatly that it 'most look la he was spewin', But that was nothing.  Pretty
soon he let out a bleat like a branded pig and that ol' prick began
shootin' like a fire hose.

He shot and shot and then passed out on the florr.

"What'll we do with him?" Mikey asked.

"Let him sleep it off.  Don't think he'll bother us now.  If it ever got
out that he broke the law for intercourse with a beast, he'd be kicked off
the force.  Come on, come with me into my room, lock the door, and lets
calmly pleasure ourselves good bro."

Mikey smiled at me.  He sure looked like a angel when he smiled.  We were
still naked and we fell into the bed.  We took each other's cocks into our
mouths and took our time, just gentle sucklin', least ways that what we
intended but soon we were copying each other, tickling balls, sucking
harder and quicker until Mikey hit me on the shoulder.  "Brother, I think
you pressed the switch and I'm going unload three gallons."  He was a
cutey.  He kinda sang his way through his 'jaculation, filling my mouth
with his sweet honey cum.  At the first taste I let myself ease into a fine
spurt, then three more bigger ones followed.  You could hear the gulping in
the room.  We finished and lay together our arms wrapped around each other.
It was sure nice to have such a perfect brother and I hoped in felt the
same.

Uh, Uh, we both heard a noise outside the room.  I sneak to the door
quietly and opened it a crack.  There stood Bill, even more drunk than
before cause he been pullin' on my jug.  "Hi boys, hope there's no offense.
Just wanted to say hello, I mean goodbye."  He headed out the door.  He
shouldn't drive.  Mikey said he should arrest hissself for DUI.

Well there was some big pot bust at the Mexican boarder.  In the whole
middle of the country guys who smoked weed couldn't find any 'ceptin from
our source.  Mikey and I planted like crazy and got a big crops picked.  We
earned enough money that year to build a real log cabin in place of the old
metal trailer.  Mr. Dooby was awarded a hero's medal by us and he got
hisself a log cabin dog house with his name in front.

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