Date: Fri, 6 Jul 2007 00:17:36 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Matt and Doggie Douggie" by Jay Roberts  Gay Beastiality

+++No, this isn't Yellow Dog or one of those Disney stories, it's a nasty
porno story of boys and a dog.  It's for guys who have that taste, not for
under 18's or disapproving prudes.


I'm Jeff, sixteen, just graduated Central High in Altoona, Pa.  I have a
swimming scholarship to Slippery Rock, life is good.  I have the whole
summer to waste with no responsibilities.  The problem is that all my
friends are away, especially the girl I must often got benefits from, Sue.
She had great hands and a Dirt Devil mouth.  I had to contend with a daily
wank, pale in comparison.

I am six feet one, brood shoulders like the backstroker I am.  My good body
is not exactly repeated in my face.  I'm just average in looks, maybe my
nose is a bit too long, but my new shadow moustache and chin stuff helps.
At least my eyes are nice, dark blue, and I have good teeth that can cut
through steel.

After two weeks of hanging around the house my Mom was getting tired of me
sprawled on the couch with the TV on.  One day she came back from shopping
and she had met Mrs. Danford.  It seems her son Matt was away in the
Poconos at their hunting cabin.  Mom says, that she says that Matt is
getting lonely up there.  "Would you like to drive up to spend some time
with him."

"Sure, if it's okay with him."  I knew Matt pretty well.  He was one year
ahead of me.  I know he had a tragedy, his best friend Doug was killed in
an motorcycle accident a few months ago.  Matt took it very hard and I
think his time at the cabin was to help him get over his sadness.

The cell phone answer came back from Matt to me.  "Sure Jeff, come on up,
bring your shotgun.  We hunt to eat here."

"Who's we?"

"Me and my dog Duggie."

Now that was creepy that he named his dog after his dead best friend.
Anyway, the drive was only a few hours and I drove the last mile through
rutty roads.  Hell, this cabin was really remote.  Finally I could see the
little one room log cabin up on a crest, but I could drive any further.  I
left the car and shouldered my shit and tramped up to the front door.  It
was partly open and I could smell some delicious food cooking.  I was
really hungry.

I pushed open the door and there was ol' Matt, naked as a Playgirl cover, a
big spoon in his hand, stirring a big pot on the stove.  Thus was a picture
I would carry for life.  "Hey Matt, your prick is dangling into the stew."

He jumped a mile and then smiled broadly.  He was a handsome dude, thick,
unruly hair falling over his cute face, naturally red lips and arresting
gray eyes.  And though his lanky body was not buff, it was perfectly
formed.  I tried not to notice his large penis that swayed as he walked
over to me.  "Welcome to my palace in the woods.  Stow yourself and git
naked like the rest of us and have some stew."

"Who's the rest of us?"

"Oh, meet my friend Douggie."

"You named him after Doug?"

"Well maybe later I'll tell you about that."

We sat down, Matt put on under shorts to be "formal" and I also was in my
briefs.  The stew was delicious.  "Everything comes from the area, onions,
herbs and the meat."

"Don't tell me about the meat.  It must be road kill or something, but if
sure takes like the best beef."

Matt laughed evilly.

After lunch he took me on a quick tour of the area.  There was a natural
icy cold waterfall about a quarter mile behind the cabin.  "That's still on
our land.  We could bottle this and make a fortune.  I keep my beer there
underwater.  Lets grab some for later."

Now the shaggy haired dog, Douggie followed along docilely.  He was
definitely Matt's dog.  He walked closely behind Matt's heels.  He also
checked me out during lunch by sniffing my crotch and gave a tentative, by
friendly lick on my thighs.  It was a little erection producing.  Matt
laughed at my discomfort.  "He's just making friends, and he can be a real
friend."

I was also amazed at how intelligent the dog Douggie was, Matt held up two
cans of dog food, one was vegetarian, the other beef.  The dog growled at
the veggie one and barked and wagged his tail at the other.  Uncanny.

As the evening came on we ate the leftover stew and washed it down with
beer, lot's of beer.  In a short while it got a little chilly.  "Our here
the nights are in the 30's, we'll have to snuggle in bed."  He laughed at
my raised eyebrows.  Now there had been some rumors in school that Matt
might be gay and that his friend Doug and he were just too buddy-buddy.
But Matt was a generally manly guy and I thought this was nasty stuff and
they were just buds.

Here we were, both sitting on the couch, wrapped in blankets, both on our
third bottle of beer.  I chanced broaching the subject.  "You said you'd
tell me the story about the dog's name."

"There's a lot to tell, but you must keep this a secret between us.  If
this ever got out, I'd have to kill you and he looked over at his shot
gun."

"Okay, okay, I promise."

"Well when I got to the cabin, there was this dog waiting for me.  I stared
at him the first time, hard, there was something reminiscent or familiar
about him.  Then it struck me.  He was as if my pal Doug had been
transformed into a dog, same wild hair and the eyes were Doug's.  He came
up to me and I called the name Doug.  He barked and licked my hand."

"Wow, a reincarnation, you think?"

"I'm not into mystical stuff, but this dog is almost human.  He understands
everything I say and he is like Doug in other special ways."

"Special ways.  What you mean?"

"Okay, here is the secret part you must never tell."  He took a deep breath
and then continued in a shaky voice, "Doug and I both straight.  We both
had girl friends, but..."

"But what?"

"But when there was no girl around, sometimes we helped each other out."

"You mean you had sex together?  He nodded.  Now I am straight, but I think
there is a little part of me that could have done that stuff as well, given
the right circumstances.  I was quiet thinking this out and finally Matt
poked me.

"You're shocked.  You can go home in the morning if you wish."

"Naw, it's live and let live.  I try not to judge people "lest I be judged
myself"."

"You mean?"

"No I never did anything with a guy, but I am not a homophobe."

A few more beers and then we staggered across the room, dragging our
blankets and fell into the big bed.  Just as I was falling asleep, Douggie,
the dog burrowed between us.  His warm fuzzy body was welcome in the chilly
air.

About three o'clock by the bedside clock at half woke up.  Matt had thrown
the blanket off him, in spite of the cold, Douggie was straddling his legs,
Matt was on his back, his cock sticking up.  Matt was softly moaning with
closed eyes and open mouth.  It sure was hot to see.  That dog licked so
lovingly.  Then suddenly the dog stopped and saw I was awake.  He pulled at
the blanket with his teeth and exposed my rapidly rising cock.  If you can
imagine it, Douggie grinned at me, very much the way the living boy Doug
did.  Then he gave my dick a lick.  I grunted in surprise.  He softly
vocalized, rather than growled and licked again, this time with the whole
bathmat of a hot tongue.  My hips lifted in sexual pleasure.

At that moment I heard Matt talking in my ear.  "He likes you.  He told me
when he was alive that he found you hot.  Let him have his fun."  Then
calling to the dog he said, "Douggie, alternate between us."  The dog did
so and soon both Matt and I were crooning our pleasure.  Matt turned to me
and kissed me hard on the lips.  He kept his lips against mine, breathing
into me.  My tongue involuntarily pushed out encountering his.  We licked
each others' lips and tongue, groaning and humping Douggie's mouth.  "Oh
shit," I said, "He's licking my balls.  I can't take too much of that.  I
can feel close to spewing."

"Me too," grunted Matt.  Soon Matt's muscular thighs began a fucking motion
and he was crying out in sexual frenzy.  "Oh, here it comes."  He kissed me
passionately and I could see his cock shooting into the dog's eager mouth.
As soon as he finished his cum, he fell back and Douggie began on me again,
licking my cock, sliding under for my heavy retracting balls and then I
braced my hands under my hips and lifted up exposing my ass.  Douggie dove
for my ass, licking my asshole and pushing his tongue into my hole, then
back to my cock.  I was so sensitive there that three licks and I began
shooting into his mouth.  I saw that Matt had gotten back in action and he
had hold of the dog's red protruding cock and was wanking him vigorously.
Soon the dog wolf howled and began streaming colorless sperm into Matt's
hand.  "That's it pal, have a good cum."

We all fell asleep from exhaustion.  We woke up in the morning, both on our
stomachs and Douggie moving from one to another, trying to get his cock
into our asses.  Matt realized what was going on and shoved a pillow under
his hips and put one under my hips.  In a moment the dog had straddled
Matt's legs and was getting his red cock into Matt's hole.  Matt was
beginning to go into orbit.  He was beyond being thrilled.

Suddenly, the dog left Matt, still howling with excitement and straddled my
legs and quickly pushed his slippery red snake into my ass.  What a
feeling.  He kept his nails sheathed but his paws held me tight as he
rapidly fucked me as his dog bitch.  It felt fantastic.  His hot breather
was bathing my ear.  He moaned slightly and I could swear I hear a human
voice say, "Cum, now."

Whatever I heard it triggered me into a mind shattering orgasm.  Matt kept
patting my sweating back encouraging me to lose all the spooge I had in me.

When he and his dog pal were sure I was satisfied, Douggie again mounted
Matt.  Matt's eyes rolled up and he pushed his ass up at the dog's sticky
cock.  The dog almost humming entered Matt and rapidly fucked him.  The two
were moaning and one was barking out passion and that I think was Matt.
They froze and the dog's big knob was inside Matt.  When Matt could talk
again he told me that he had to stay this way until the knob went down,
otherwise he could tear something.

Soon our morning sex was over and we both got up and washed in the ice cold
water, swabbing our bodies that had sweated from our sexual exploits.
"Shit," called Matt, standing beside me, "My pee pee looks like a five year
olds from the cold.  How's yours doing?"

"Same," I told him, "But as soon as the sun warms up the woods and the
cabin, my pride and joy will come back to normal size."

"And activity, I hope."

"Yeah, I am planning to fuck you better than your dog."  The dog barked
angrily at me.  "Okay Douggie, settle down, you're a good fucker, no
doubt."  The dog lay down with a sign and went to sleep.

"I might beat you to it.  Watch out when you are sleeping."

We took a football outside and we tossed it for about an hour or so.  We
hadn't had breakfast and we were both getting hungry.  "No more stew left.
We'll have to hit our stores."

"What's in the stores?"

"No much, eggs, sausage, coffee and some pound cake.  It'll have to do."

"You dog, I mean shit head, you know that sounds great.  Much better than
that stew mystery."

Matt was an excellent cook.  In a short time we had the table filled with
great breakfast stuff.  We ate the equivalent of two meals, because we
planned a hike up the mountain after lunch.

We set out at about one o'clock.  Douggie followed along, staying close to
Matt, but that dog was a sluggard.  He's get tired, bark to make us stop
and then fall down for a rest.  It slowed us down, but we loved that dog
and owed him a lot for the sexual pleasure he gave us.

We reached the summit about four o'clock.  We sagged down against a large
rock to rest before descending.  I whispered to Matt.  "Do you hear
snoring?"

"Yeah.  It's two snores, coming from the other side of the rock."

I got up and circled to the other side.  There were two kids, maybe our age
or younger.  They had very blond hair.  These were study kids with strong
pink/white legs in very short hiking shorts.  We both called them the milk
boys later.  I leaned down an spoke to one of them.  I realized they were
twins.  "Hello, you all right fellow?"

He started.  "Yah, okay."  Then pointing to himself and the other boy, he
said, "German men, how you say, twins."

The other woke up and started at me and Matt who had come around the big
rock.  He said something in German.  I think it was the word for beautiful.
I turned to Matt, "I think we've come across two Teutonic Gays, the best
kind, I think."

The kid who had just woke up had a big bulge in his shorts and a the head
of his pink cock could be seen at the leg hole.  As people are, when there
is no mutual language, things happen fast.  I made the universal suggestion
of masturbation and pointed to his meaty cock.  The pretty German boys
looked at each other and both nodded vigorously. They shucked their leather
pants, exposing their delicious balloon, hairless pink and white thighs,
their blond pubes tumbling over fat pink cocks with the red heads now
peaking out. To start things off, I stood up and took off my hiking boots
and shorts, allowing my cock to be free and showing half hard.  Their eyes
opened wide and in a fast moment they were naked from the waist down.  The
smell of human cock reached Douggie and he appeared.  The Germans looked
scared.  By a few words and gestures I indicated that he was a pet dog and
that he loved "boy's sausage."

They nodded with understanding and Hans, the first kid I woke up motioned
Douggie to come over.  Douggie growled softly, his own cock coming out of
his hairy sheath and he sniffed the European boys happily and put his
tongue out and licked the head of Han's hot cock.  Jahn, his twin brother
waggled his cock and Douggie stopped on Hans and looked at the other cock.
He began going from one to the other.  Soon they were cursing in German and
gasping with the excitement of a tongue as large as a bath mat.

Matt pulled on the Berliners hips and pulled them into a crouch with their
pink ass holes exposed to the mountain air.  He pushed Douggie away and
motioned me to come behind the big, smooth asses.  "You can practice on
them so you'll be good for me."

I looked down at Han's pucker, now kissing the air, begging for my cock.  I
eased the head in.  He was sputtering with agony soon to be replaced by a
sing-song series of cries and moans.  I could see that Matt had his boy in
super pleasure as he pushed in rapidly and began a heavy fuck.  Jahn was
cooing loudly.  We had the beauties at our mercy as we fucked them.  Just a
the moment we were coming closer to our cum Douggie came around behind us
and sniffed our ass holes.  Me first.  I shrieked in surprise and pleasure.
The bitch knew how to narrow his tongue and tongue fuck me.  Then he did
the same on Matt who turned toward me and puckered his lips out for a kiss.
Matt loved to kiss as he came, and I knew he was about to cum as his face
was scarlet and his eyes clamped shut.  But both of us reached down under
our guy and grabbed their stiff cocks and stroked them easily to a crashing
climax.  It was a Blitzkrieg of sensation for both of them as their cocks
emptied in six spurts on the sandy ground.  "I'm cuming," shouted Matt.  I
couldn't speak as my cum was so hard I almost fainted.

"Tanks you zo much, mein brother and I haf never had a fuck zo guot."

Matt and I leaned down and gave each of the sweeties a big kiss, pulled up
our stuff and hiked down the mountain, poor tired Douggie following behind
us, complaining all the way.  Matt said that it was exactly the his friend
Doug was on a hike, always tired, always complaining.

Back at the cabin Matt packed a pipe to share.  He grew the stuff in back
of the cabin, cured it himself.  It was mild but soothing and before we
knew it we felt our eyes closing.  Douggie who always was a lover of
maryjane came up close and Matt blew a lot of smoke at him.  He kinda
smiled and lay on his back and snored into a sleep.  We continued a bit but
we were almost asleep on our feet.  Matt just managed to put the pipe on a
plate and we fell asleep in each other's arms.

We both woke up at the same time, Matts cock was sticking in my ass crack.
"You want to be fucked, American style, Jeff?"

I said okay in a tentative voice.  This was new for me.  Matt began by
kissing my bare back.  Shit that was excellent.  He kissed and licked me
all the way down to the beginning of my ass crack.  Then he told me that I
had cute side dimples that needed attention.  He proceeded to kiss them
until my ass hole began to tingle.  He spread my ass cheek and licked the
swirl of hair there and then did a Douggie but lightly fucking my hole with
his tongue.  After a few minutes of this my ass hole was open wide and I
longed to feel his cock in me.  He sensed it and put the head in.  Sweat
broke out on my back from fear and excitement.  "Is this too painful for
you babe?"

"I can take it Matt, just go real slow and keep stopping."

Matt was restrained and took a long time to finally get his whole cock into
me.  I knew it when his fuzzy pubes were against my ass.  Then he moved
slightly and I called out, "What the fuck was that?  Something/s
happening."

He grunted, "That's your hot button.  If I keep sawing back and forth over
it, you'll come like a summer storm."  As he finished that sentence he
moaned into my ear.  "Fucking Douggie's got his bent tongue in my ass.
It's so long that he's rubbing my prostate.  Oh shit, I'm about to spew.
Cum with me."  He grunted.  I grunted even louder.  Douggie was purring and
humping in the air.  He shot his load over Matt's legs and as Matt felt it
he began unloading hot sperm in my sensitive ass.  That got me into a cum
mode as my hips began a slow fucking motion and my cock vibrated and my
balls swirled and I almost fainted as my cum shot out in heavy blasts.

Two guys and a dog collapsed on the bed.  In a minute we three were
breathing heavily and regularly in deep post orgasmic sleep.

When we woke up it was about nine at night and we were all starved.
Douggie was holding his favorite can of dog food in his mouth and wagging
his tail as a hint.

Matt opened the can and got some franks started in a frying pan and heated
some beans.  He put the stuff on the table and to our amazement Douggie
took his can and placed it on the table and sat on a chair along with us.

I reached over to pat and rub the dog but Matt pushed my hand away.  "Don't
get him started.  A few rubs and he gets horny again and nothing will
please him other than a fuck."

Well the visit ended.  I was happy with my two best friends even though my
ass was kind of sore.  I knew there would be lots of fun when Matt and his
old friend came down the mountain and visited me.

End