Date: Mon, 16 May 2005 15:17:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Kevin Ford <glock20rocks@yahoo.com>
Subject: Me And Orson Part 01 (M/dog bestiality)

Legal Notice: If you are not at least 18 years old, you should not be
reading this!  All characters are 100% fictitious, any resemblance to
actual people is a coincidence. If Man/dog sex, turns you off, don't read
it!  Go play elsewhere.  Permission to archive on web sites: limited to
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Authors note: This is my first shot at writing a story, so bear with me.
Suggestions are welcome, my e-mail address is
glock20rocks_nospam_@yahoo.com file-just remove the "_nospam_" (for those
interested: the name is a combo of the names of the main characters of two
older stories on Nifty that I like a lot).  This story may progress into a
multitpart story, but who knows.  I took me forever to get around to
writing this one.


Me And Orson, part 1 or ??

Hello reader, let me tell you a bit about myself.  My names Kevin.  I'm 26,
about 6 feet tall, kinda skinny. I live in Texas, out well away from the
city, for the peace and quiet (and privacy!).  Nearest house is about a
quarter mile away.  I am a what I guess would be called a zoo, but it is a
bit more complex than that. I love animals.  I'm also gay, though -- a
total bottom.  I have two dogs: Orson, a male black lab, and Max, a VERY
large Mastiff (think Great Dane size with a heck of a lot more muscle!).
They are both my best friends, and my lovers.

I got both as puppies, and let them grow up fully before I ever did
anything sexual with them.  I did touch them in their genital area, just to
get them used to it.  I got them at the same time, and let me just say
this: never, ever, get two puppies at the same time.  Orson was the worst,
but in a good way. Labs are naturally good natured, outgoing, and hyper
active all at the same time. Have plenty of chew toys handy :)

My first sexual experience was with Orson -- he matured faster than Max
did.  And it was, um, "interesting" to say the least.

I took him into my first floor bedroom and laid out several beach towels on
the floor -- dogs produce copious amounts of precum and cum.  The curtains
were open to let in the sun light.

I undressed, and lubed up a butt plug and put it in.  I figured I was going
to need it.  Then I sat and played with him a bit, petting him, rubbing his
ears, that kind of thing.  Then I took hold of his head, gently, and kissed
him full on the mouth.  Surprisingly, he opened his mouth and started
pushed his tongue into my mouth.  We swapped spit for a few moments, before
Orson broke the kiss. Being a lab, he has always seemed to have some sort
of canine ADD.  I was as hard as a rock at that point; I'm sure just
touching my cock would have set me off.

I stood him up, since he was sitting, and moved around to his backside.  I
cupped his balls in my hand, and gently kissed them.  Then grasping his
sheath, I started stroking his cock.  While I did that, I couldn't help
myself and lifted his tail and started rimming him.  Bitter and pungent,
and one hell of a turn on, would be the only way to describe it. Somehow my
cock managed to get even harder.  Between my stroking his cock and my
licking of his ass, Orson started to get a hard on too.  Instinct took over
for him, and he started to pump into my hand.

I really wanted to suck him, but figured he'd be a bit too excited, and I
wouldn't be able to control his thrusting into my mouth (dog cocks do
actually have a bone that runs the full length of them, and I didn't want
him jamming it into the back of my throat).  So I stopped stroking him and
reached around and pulled the plug out of my ass.  I got on all fours, and
presented my ass to him.  He needed no further encouragement, and hopped up
onto my back immediately.  His cock jabbed at my ass a couple of times, but
I was already reaching around to grab his cock and guide it into my ass.

As soon as he felt he was "in" something, he thrust forward -- hard.  He
wasn't exactly gentle, but who was I to complain?  He was pounding my ass
hard, and I was loving every second of it.  Feeling his strong front legs
wrapped around me, his dew claws digging into my sides (opps -- something
to remember for next time, I thought), feeling his furry belly on my back,
and his hot breath (with a little drool!) on my neck and in my ear, I did
what most anyone in that position would do -- I came.  It was the longest,
most powerful orgasm of my life.  But my cock never went soft.

It was then that I felt it; his knot starting to grow and pushing at the
back of my ass.  This was the moment of truth -- do I let him tie with me
or not?  Of course there was only one real answer to that question.  I
pushed back as hard as I could.  His knot popped into my ass on his next
inward thrust.  It hurt like hell, and I tried to muffled a scream.  It
felt like he shoved a watermelon into my ass.  Really, it was about the
size of a baseball.  To say that I felt "full" is an understatement!

I knew that a dogs first instinct was he's tied is to turn so that they're
ass-to-ass.  I didn't feel like letting him rip my intestines out doing it,
though, so I reached up and grabbed his collar, and just held him in place.
I knew I was going to be there for awhile.  My cock was still hard, and I
knew it wouldn't take much movement on his part to make me cum again.
Needless to say, I was right.  He wouldn't hold still, and my arms were
getting very tired -- both from holding onto him and from supporting my
self.  I finally relented and let him turn around.  I didn't really hurt,
but the movement on my now overly sensitive prostate was too much and I a
came again.  Not quite as intense as the first one, but still quite a
whopper.

After about twenty minutes, his knot had gone down enough (or at least HE
thought it went down enough) for him to pull out.  I tried to help all I
could, but it still hurt.  A ton of doggy cum ran out of my ass onto the
floor (good thing I put those towels down!). Orson licked and sniffed at
his crotch a bit, then turned his attention to my ass.  He licked at his
cum that had run down onto my balls.  Then he licked at my ass.  I let out
a bit of a yelp at that -- I was very sensitive back there at the moment!
By this time I had just basically collapsed onto the floor, totally
exhausted and spent.  I let Orson lick a bit, than dragged myself over to
the bath tub and just sank into it to soak for awhile.

There was one thing I didn't realize at time: I had been seen...

To be continued...